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Deerstalker cap...

violin...

...Meerschaum pipe...

even a Persian slipper

with tobacco stuffed in the toe,
I imagine.

All in all, a meticulous recreation
of 221-B Baker Street:

residence of the world's greatest detective,
Sherlock Holmes.

Also known as Dennis Kingsley,
delivery guy.

What do you think?

- Ask Greg.
It's his case.

It's his final proficiency...
emphasis on the "final".

Okay, Dr. Watson, run it.

Victim's in a relaxed position

in front of a fake fire.

Alcohol.

Solitude.

Powder burns around the entrance wound.

Close to contact shot.

It all suggests suicide.

Well, if he killed himself,
where's the weapon?

Family and friends who discover a body

sometimes remove the weapon

to make it look like murder.

No suicide stigma and

better chances of collecting
any life insurance.

From the look of the place upstairs,
this guy lived alone,

and the neighbours heard the shot, so...

Pretty good. I guess I'll
go interview the neighbours.

So, are you going to say the game's
afoot?* * Quote (Holmes quoting Shakespeare)

I didn't know you were
a Conan Doyle fan, Greg.

I'm not. I saw a Sherlock Holmes
movie once by mistake.

Well, just so you know...

those movies never ended like this.

Yeah, boy, okay.

Anything useful?

Well, I found out if I ever
need a home loan,

as a public servant,
I'm pre-approved.

You know, the guy looks like a
drug dealer.

Turns out he's a mortgage broker.

Well, we all have our costumes, Jim.

Yeah, apparently some more than others.

I assume you're friends
of Mr. Kingsley?

We are friends of Mr. Holmes.

Invited guests, in point of fact.

This is all so contemporary.

Well, I'm with the Las Vegas Crime Lab.

A colleague.

Perhaps we can be of some assistance.

Yes. Have you discovered
any shoe impressions in the soil?

Not yet.
This is a crime scene.

A scenario created for
our own entertainment, yes?

I guess it depends on what
you find entertaining.

Anyone for pizza?

Very funny.

Got it.

BFB.

Big freakin' bullet.

Nose is mushroomed.
Looks like pure lead.

Two cannelures consistent
with a revolver.

One, two, three, four, five,
six lands and grooves.

Left hand twist.

Which usually means...?

Colt.45?

Are you checking up on me?

No, no, no, no.

Grissom said he was just evaluating you

on processing this one room, so...

I figured maybe you could use some help

with the rest of the house.

Thanks.

Guess everyone needs a hobby.

We would study the Holmes text

in cases and important
19th century events.

We met every Thursday night.

You make it sound like a bowling league.

This is a serious literary association.

As usual, Dr. Watson,
subtlety is lost upon you.

You see a stab wound above her breast

and overlook the absence of blood

on the chair as well as the fact
that her skirt is raised.

This body was posed,

and quite beautifully, I might add.

Moriarty, if evil for evil's sake
were a pathological condition,

it would be your diagnosis.

Gentlemen, your disdain for one another
distracts you from the truth.

The wedding picture on the wall?

The victims were husband and wife.

As usual, Miss Adler,
your deduction is correct.

It was indeed a crime of passion.

Sounds fun. When was the last time
you saw Dennis Kingsley?

Last Thursday.

He said that he was going to make
this meeting really special.

It seems our time here
tonight has ended,

and that, I fear, is the gist
of the announcement

I must share with you now.

Next week will be the final meeting
of our society,

but I give you my word:

it shall be an evening
none of you will ever forget.

I didn't think that he meant this.

We're going to need names
and contact information.

It would also be helpful if you'd let us
take your fingerprints.

- Why?
- Elementary.

So we can rule you out.

You've all obviously been in the study
on numerous occasions.

We need to find out if the prints
we find are relevant.

So you actually think this is something
other than suicide?

You know, I think you ought
to drop the accent.

I can't.
I'm English.

There's possible signs of forced entry
at the back door.

It could be recent.

Also, I think the vic had
a family at some point.

Brass is on it.

Check this out.

The Hound of the Baskervilles.

I read that in 10th grade.

Yeah...
I was supposed to.

There's a blood stain on the page ends.

The spatter goes across and over.

That stain did not come from this event.

It could be the vic's,

or it could be stage blood,
for that matter.

Do you think an obsessive
neat freak like our vic

would leave something like that
on one of his most prized possessions?

I think... there's only
one way to find out.

Hey, Chris.

Nevada power guys, they saw the Jeep,
called it in.

I ran the plates.
R.O. is Cory Demayo, 25.

Lives on Florentine.

Spoke to the roommate.
Driver fits the description.

Vic's got a contusion on his forehead.

Probably from the impact.

Yeah, I can see that.

It's just hard to believe
that's what killed him.

I didn't see any skid marks
on the road up there.

There's no signs he tried to brake.

Well, maybe he fell asleep
at the wheel.

Coming over that embankment?

That would've woke him up.

Key's still in the ignition.

Car's in drive. Engine's not running.

Did the paramedics open this door?

Vitals were taken through
the open window.

Door was ajar when we arrived
on the scene.

Hey, Nick, check this out.

Guy was getting high.

Think that's the reason
he missed the curve up there?

You think?

We got a wallet.

Cory Demayo.

Fits the description.

No cash, no plastic.

This is a pretty remote place
for an accident.

But you think someone saw it,
took advantage of the situation?

Maybe he wasn't alone.

Maybe the passenger survived,

then emptied out his wallet,
took off.

Maybe.

This guy really dress up
like Sherlock Holmes?

At least once a week, evidently,

like those Civil War re-enactors.

I... never understood that.

Yeah. In any event, C.O.D. was no surprise.

Perforating contact range,
gunshot to the right temple.

Got the tox.

Cocaine metabolites in the vic's urine.

500 nanograms per mo.

You only see levels that high
in chronic users.

Those are the track marks.

Yeah, but there was also morphine
in his blood and in the syringe.

Seven percent solution,

morphine sulfate and water.

Sherlock went from crack to smack*.
* slang for heroin

Morphine metabolites in his system
but no heroin metabolites?

He wasn't on street junk.

This is pharmaceutical-grade stuff.

And at a pretty hefty dose, too.

How fast for the injection
to take effect?

Given his size, he would've been
incapacitated in a matter of seconds.

Not much time to undo the works,

put away his antique syringe,

pick up a gun and blow his brains out.

Wait a minute.

The GSR test on his hand was positive.

What are you getting at?

Well, maybe Sherlock had some help.

Hey, when was the last time
you saw Cory?

Yesterday.

Just kicking it, like me.

How'd you get that bruise
on your dome, man?

Windsurfing.

Hey, you guys go out there together?

Yeah. Well, he's got the wheels, so...

So you drove back together?

No.

I sort of hooked up with this chick,
so I bounced.

Nice. You know the chick's name?

- Jennifer.
- Jennifer who?

Jennifer...

nipple ring.

Jennifer Nipple Ring.

Lawery, were you guys getting high
yesterday? You smoke some weed?

- Nope.
- No?

All right, let me tell you
what I think happened.

You and Cory got stoned,
and you drove away.

Cory lost control of the Jeep...

...at which point,
you couldn't wake him up,

so you decided to take advantage
of the situation,

and you rifle through his wallet
and leave.

Man, that is not what went down.

You're looking at robbery,

leaving the scene,
failure to report an accident.

That's a lot of years, man.

I didn't get back in the car with Cory,

and if I had,
I wouldn't have left him!

Lawery, we're going to need
a DNA sample from you.

What? Why?

Just to prove that

your lips weren't on that joint
that we found in the Jeep.

All right, man.

Let me just be straight with you guys
for a second here.

I admit, Cory and I sparked up
at the lake, okay?

But then he took off.

Three weeks ago, I was busted for
pot*, okay? * slang for marijuana

The judge gave me diversion.

You guys file charges, I'm screwed.

I will never get into dental school.

The fragment you found at the scene
is a mother of pearl.

It could be from an ornament
or a piece of jewelry.

It could be from a lot of things.

Yeah, that it could, Mr. Proficiency.

I also I.D.'d the ash on the floor.

Perique tobacco, grown
in only one spot on Earth:

St. James Parish, Louisiana.

The same as the umber of tobacco
in the victim's slipper?

No, completely different make.

Cheap, strong, low-grade stuff.

Shag tobacco.

Yeah. How'd you know?

That's what Holmes smoked.

Bad habit, even
for a fictional character.

You do have two suspects with pipes.

Yeah... and smoking kills.

We got to stop meeting like this, baby.

How was your game?

I'm swinging a hot stick tonight, babe.

Can I get you something?

No, I'm just looking for someone.

You're staring at me.

I'm sorry. I didn't recognize you
from last night.

Is that a friend of yours?

Give me a break.

Did that guy look
like a friend of mine?

Every time he touches me,
I want to kick him in the scrotum,

but he's a big tipper.

I've got a sick mother and rent to pay.

Well, I just have a couple of questions.

At Dennis Kingsley's,
you were smoking a pipe.

Yeah... a Meerschaum.

- I'm going to need it.
- Why?

Let me worry about that, okay?

J.J., can you hand me
my purse, please?

Mr Hawkes? Or do you
prefer Dr. Watson?

I'm Sara Sidle with the Crime Lab.

Do you have a minute?

I'm here to collect
your Meerschaum pipe

as well as any other tobacco products
you might have in your possession.

I don't smoke anything illegal.

You haven't been accused of that.

Anyway, my pipe is at home.

No problem. Let's go.

Look, I'm working.

We've already talked to your boss,
and I have a warrant.

Let me get that for you.

Were you wearing those shoes
at your last club meeting?

Yeah. They're not technically right
for the period,

but black leather shoes
are black leather shoes.

I'm not the same stickler for detail
that Dennis was.

Apparently not.

Vic was physically fit.

Scratches and abrasions are antemortem,

unrelated to the accident.

The contusion on the forehead was
superficial, right?

You are right.

Okay, so what's the cause
of death, Doc?

Undetermined.

But you're still working on it, right?

Unless some other evidence comes
to light, I'm done.

Sometimes I can't tell you why they die.

What you got?

Passenger door latch is busted.

It could've happened
during the accident.

Well, that is consistent
with the roommate's story.

Says he wasn't in the passenger seat
during the time of the crash.

What'd you get back from Tox?

Tox came back positive
for low levels of cannabis.

I know marijuana slows
your reaction time,

but based on the lack of skid marks
at the scene,

the position of the vehicle,

I don't think this guy
ever hit the brakes.

Well, maybe he did hit the brakes.
Did you check 'em?

Come on, you're
a bigger boy than me.

Yeah, you can't do anything yourself,
can you?

You ready?

Yeah, yeah, put your back into it.

Brakes work.

Brake lights are working,

so that means
the battery's okay.

Yeah, but the gauges are all off.

The panel's not even working.

Okay, ignition was on, but the engine
wasn't running, so... what?

No gas?

That tank is full of fuel, man.

Cory was in good shape.

The Jeep seems to be
in decent condition, so...

What happened out there?

Swing shift's short a couple of bodies.

Yes, and when is that going to change?

Not anytime soon, Catherine,
there are budget constraints.

You'll have to prioritize.

- Should we come back?
- No, no, no, come on in.

So, how's your... your
surfer dude case?

The victim's roommate admits
they got high together,

but denies being in the Jeep
at the time of the accident.

At this point, we can't place him there.

Brakes on the Jeep were functioning.

The driver should've been able to stop.

- Any signs of foul play?
- No.

Something's not right.

All right, nothing suspicious
and no crime's committed?

Put the case to bed.

I'm sure your supervisor
can keep you busy.

Close it.

Sounds like he's more concerned with
getting it done than getting it right.

Are you guys satisfied?

We don't have an answer.

- Then get one.
- What about Ecklie?

My problem, not yours.

- You nervous?
- A little.

Relax.
Relax.

Just two law enforcement professionals
talking to one another,

- that's all.
- I'm a security guard.

Don't patronize me.

I bet you always wanted
to be a cop, am I right?

So what happened?
Flunk the physical?

That's okay. Lot of guys do. No?

What was it then, psych?

I was on medication.

You can't be a cop
if you're on this medication.

But you can be Sherlock Holmes.

I was Dr. Watson...
in our club.

Dennis was Sherlock Holmes.

"There can only be one. "

So, when Dennis wasn't there,
you could be Sherlock.

I suppose.

- That's why you killed him?
- I didn't kill him.

Dennis was a friend,

and if I wanted to be Sherlock,
all I had to do was wait.

Dennis was quitting.

We talked about it a lot.

He said he was going back to his wife.

So you went to his house, you shot him,
and then you left,

and you came back later with your pals
and acted like nothing happened.

I went straight home after work.

His blood on your shoe,

tobacco ash from your pipe
on the carpet next to his body,

that puts you where he was killed.

No way!

Look, there are two kinds of stories:
fact and fiction.

- I know that.
- Sherlock Holmes: fiction.

Dennis Kingsley's murder: fact.

Your story: fiction.

No, I swear. God help me,
I'm telling the truth.

I... I wasn't there.
I didn't kill Dennis.

DNA confirms that the blood on
Watson's shoe is a match to your vic.

We got him.

Feel like celebrating after shift?

I'm buying.

These blood drops aren't uniform.

Some of them are clotted red cells,

but others are pure serum.

It takes at least 20 minutes for blood
to clot and separate.

If Watson killed Sherlock, the blood drops
on his shoe would all be the same.

The killer takes some of the victim's blood
at the scene...

...the red blood cells
in the serum separate

and get sprayed on the shoe later.

Somebody's trying to frame Watson.

Jeez, all his stuff is up for auction.

This is Dennis Kingsley's
entire collection.

He's getting rid of everything.

Might have needed the cash?

I don't know.

Maybe he was just trying
to get back to reality.

Hold it.

Murder weapon was a Colt.45 revolver,

current whereabouts unknown.

I thought you were looking
for a book.

We are. We ran DNA on this blood stain.

It's not the victim's, and there's
no hits through CODIS.

- You think it's the killer's?
- Maybe.

Come on, let's keep going.

There it is:
"The Hound of the Baskervilles".

When he photographed it, there was
no blood on the pages.

Can you pull up the bidding history?

Yes, I can.

Let's see who's interested.

Reichenbach.

What's the big deal about that?

Reichenbach Falls?

It's where Professor Moriarty
killed Sherlock Holmes.

The 1902 first British Edition
of "The Hound"?

Of course
I wanted it.

I'm a doctoral candidate
in English history.

I helped Dennis create
that astonishing verisimilitude

of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Britain.
Order!

He was selling the collection off
in pieces.

It must have pissed you off.

He was a self-destructive narcissist.

If he had to give it up,
we all had to give it up.

And you weren't willing to do that?

As you can see,
the modest stipend I get

from my graduate studies doesn't go far.

What I offered for The Hound
is every penny I had.

Order!

But then he put it up for auction,
and made you bid for it.

When the price got too high,
you confronted him.

That is empty speculation, my friend.

Hold out your hands for me,
please?

- My hands?
- Yeah. Your hands.

Fine.

That looks like a paper cut to me.

Are we gonna find your blood
on that book?

If you can't pay me what it's worth...

Come on, you owe me as much.

- Come on. Come...
- Give it!

Bloody hell, Dennis.

Fine, fine, fine.

Yes, I stopped by Dennis's house
earlier that evening

to make my case,
but I didn't kill him.

If I had, believe me,
I would have taken that book.

Tow truck will be here in about an hour.

All right, we're on the clock.

Let's take this thing apart.

Hey, I've got some blown fuses

and some fried wiring up here.

I've got some burn marks
on the undercarriage.

And I found something similar
on the roll bar, as well.

Well, that would indicate some sort
of electrical shock.

Well, if an electrical charge

travelled through the Jeep,
and shorted out the wiring,

it would have shocked Cory,
as well.

Like what, lightning?

Yeah, but it was clear yesterday.

Whatever it was, it zapped
the hell out of his Jeep.

Let's go back out there
and check it out.

Cory was coming from Lake Mead,
which is that way.

Let's walk.

Wire trimmings.
They look fresh.

Looks like a new splice on those wires.

Well, the power company originally
called that Jeep in.

They must have been out here
fixing the lines.

Maybe it was a down line.
That would give us

the high voltage power source
right there.

Yeah, but even if a live wire
struck the roll bar,

the tires would have
insulated the vehicle.

Right. Without a path to ground,
electricity is harmless.

What about that road marker?

It's bent in the direction
Cory was driving.

Black transfer.

Wasn't the undercarriage
of Cory's Jeep black?

This marker would have
grounded the Jeep.

Completing the circuit,

and theoretically,
electrocuting the vehicle.

I want to go back to the crime scene.

The grips of Dennis Kingsley's
antique Colt.45

were mother of pearl,

consistent with the chip
collected here.

I identified trace on the edge
of that chip,

and it's red clay dust.

The fire's fake,

but these red clay bricks are real.

So, what are you looking for?

Well, the killer obviously
left with the gun.

And if there was some kind of struggle,

maybe the killer left behind some
skin fragments or a strand of hair.

Was there any evidence of a struggle
in this room?

Not really.

Well, so much for the obvious.

He committed suicide?

The man was a credit to his genre.

He runs a loop of surgical tubing

through the weapon secured
inside the chimney.

A shot of morphine a few minutes earlier
takes the edge off.

And it provides extra insurance

in case the gun doesn't
finish the job.

It would have been easy for him
to plant Watson's brand

of tobacco ash on his floor.

I figure, Sherlock drew his own blood
in advance

and then sprayed it on Watson's shoe
at their last meeting.

The world's greatest detective
makes suicide look like murder?

Why would he try and frame
his best friend in the process?

Well, Watson said they were friends,

but who knows what kind of relationship
they really had.

Maybe they hated each other.

Maybe Dennis couldn't stand the thought
of anyone else being Sherlock.

Besides, I thought motive
wasn't our business.

It's not.

Write it up, give the report
to Grissom.

- Way to go.
- All right.

What... What is going on?

We're finishing up the case.

Do you know how much
Ballistic Joe costs?

I didn't know you did.

I just thought you guys were
gonna go over your notes,

- look over the case file.
- Well, hold on now.

We found electrical burn marks
on the roll bar

and the Jeep's undercarriage.

And we found blown out fuses

on the instrument panel
and the starter.

That would explain why
the Jeep wasn't running.

Yeah, we called Nevada power,

and they confirmed there was a downed
power line the day of the accident.

So, you're saying the victim
was electrocuted?

So we replaced the fuses,

we connected the Jeep to a power source,

and we hooked up Gelatin Man
here to a hand meter.

Watch it wiggle, see it jiggle, I get it.

Well, you're gonna need at least
six milliamps to prove your theory.

I'm on it.

Congratulations.

You killed the Jeep,
but the victim's still alive.

The current never
even made it past zero.

So, either your theory is wrong,

or you've got a problem
with your experiment.

Are there any variables in the case

that haven't been duplicated here?

Same vehicle, power's good.

So, why isn't Mr. Wiggles connecting?

He's naked.

Well, let's dress him up.

So, the current came into the vehicle
from the roll bar,

and it went out through
the undercarriage.

It needed an entry point and exit point.

Entry through the
the watch on his wrist

and then exit through
the rivets in his shorts.

Right across his heart,
stopping it cold.

So I know that I've never said this
to you guys before,

but... hide the evidence.

Thanks for getting our back.

We're a team, guys.

Since we're a team,
you gonna help us clean up?

No. I'm the boss.

I thought you told me you closed
the Cory Demayo case.

Catherine, nothing happens in this lab
that I don't know about.

Then I'm sure you know
the case is now closed.

Did I make a mistake promoting you?

Yeah, you should have given me
the day shift.

But I'm making it work.

Hey, MTV boy.

I have a question about your report.

According to autopsy, the victim showed
long-term effects of cocaine abuse.

That's right.

But according to Tox, the substance
in the victim's syringe

was a seven percent
solution of morphine.

The victim was an obsessive compulsive.

In the stories,
Holmes' preferred stimulant

was a seven percent solution of cocaine,
not morphine.

Evidence out of context.

Did you ever consider the possibility

that the victim didn't realize
what he was injecting himself with?

No.

You think someone switched
his coke with morphine?

You found the victim's fingerprints
on the gun,

but you found no prints on the
surgical tubing, no epithelials either.

Does that make sense
if it was a suicide?

I guess not.

Do you have any other suspects

who have access to morphine
or surgical tubing?

I can find out.

I would do that.

I went through the medical records
for all of our suspects.

As far as I can tell,

none of them have ever been
prescribed morphine.

I think Watson's our best bet.

The guy is a security guard
at Desert Palms,

he was certainly around morphine.

Tobacco leaves.

Run a comparison.

This has to belong to one of our suspects.

Do you like your life?

What kind of question is that?

Well, I mean, I've seen how happy
you are at work.

And then I know you come home to Mom

and I guess she has terminal cancer.

That's got to be tough.

Yeah, well, you try
giving enough attention

to someone who never gave you any.

But the Sherlock Holmes club,

that's got to be one bright spot?

The one place I could go
every week where no one

was grabbing my butt
or staring at my breasts.

The one place I could talk, think.

You must have been pretty devastated
when Dennis Kingsley

decided to break up the club?

It was a disappointment.

Next week will be the final meeting
of our society.

But I give you my word,

it shall be an evening none of you
will ever forget.

I think it's a lot more than that.

I don't know what you mean.

Well... the tobacco...

your blend is Cavendish.

Okay, why don't I tell this
like a story, you know,

like the end of a story, all right?

Because I like the part where
the detectives solves the crime.

So here goes.

On the day of the murder,

you broke into Dennis Kingsley's house.

That's easy enough, the lock's crummy.

You snuck downstairs.

You replaced his cocaine with morphine,

because you knew he was
a creature of habit.

So now all you had to do is wait.

So you sprinkle some of Dr. Watson's pipe
tobacco in the carpet.

You scoop up some of Dennis's blood,

to splash on Watson's shoes later.

Why the elaborate frame-up of Watson?

He had as much to lose as you.

Because he's the one that told Dennis

to give it all up and go back
to his family.

Because he's the one that wanted
to be Sherlock Holmes,

because he didn't care
what it was doing to me.

You see, Detective...

Dennis would have wanted his murder

to be the perfect puzzle.

A mystery worthy of the master.

Hey, Greg, Grissom wants to see you.

Like now, in his office.

You wanted to see me?

YOU PASSED!

Well done.

Congratulations, Sanders.
Good work.

Thank you.

Okay, gang, there's people
to put in jail.

Let's get back to it, shall we?

Come on, come on, now.
Party's over. Let's go.

Good job.

I don't get it.

I got the wrong guy,

the wrong manner of death.

I don't expect you to be correct in all
your interpretations all the time.

You collected the evidence.

You thought there was something missing,

you went back and found it.

Hey, that's the job.

- Congratulations, Greg.
- Thank you.