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Previously on CSI:
Vegas... FOLSOM: My mother,

they killed her. ROBY:
You cannot investigate

the death of a family member.

TREY: Jeanette
Folsom, who did it?

KAHN: I'm not telling either
one of you a damn thing.

FOLSOM: Kahn Schefter
killed my mother.

I'm not sure you're gonna
keep your job, Josh.

Isn't that your decision? No.

GILL: That's Nora
Cross, Internal Affairs.

You have the Garrity rule.
You don't have to say a thing.

FOLSOM: Trey and I were here
that night with Kahn Schefter.

We asked him who had
killed my mom. It was him.

Where did you get
this? Detective Chavez.

I think we both know
this isn't working.

But was it ever working?

ROBY: It'll be
interesting to see

how the review
board interprets it.

They won't. They
want you to testify.

They want me to put
a nail in his coffin.

("I've Got You Under My Skin"
by Tony Bennett and Lady Gaga)

♪ I've got you ♪

♪ Under my skin ♪

♪ But each time I do ♪

♪ Just the thought of you ♪

♪ Makes me stop before I begin ♪

♪ 'Cause I've got you... ♪

Oh. Well, hello, gorgeous.

They're just so disgusting.

Where the hell are
they even coming from?

These sweeties? Uh

probably got a dead roof
rat somewhere around here.

There are rats in the roof?

No, no, no. They're
probably in your walls.

Um, roof rat is just a
common term that we use...

WOMAN: There. They're in there.

Just get the wall open
and get rid of them.

No. No, ma'am. I...

I don't have the
tools that you'd need,

and, I mean, let's
not be hasty here.

(sighs) Fine. If you won't...

Hey, guys. Help us out, please?

(saw whirring)

(retching)

Huh.

Well, there is your problem.

(woman gasps)

You know, our exterminator
refused to touch the wall.

Maybe he already knew

the dead body was there.

He's always been creepy.

Uh, you folks are gonna

rip up the whole guest
house, aren't you?

No, we'll talk to
the city first.

WILLOWS: So nice
of you to show up

after I got to pick
up all the maggots.

FINADO: Sorry, my oldest
forgot her inhaler.

She's doing the
mile at gym today.

I had to do a drop-off
detour or risk her wrath.

She's a freshman? Mm-hmm.

Yeah, that's a fun age.
Don't worry about it.

You can worry about it a little.

There were a lot of maggots.

So, what do we got here?

We got a radar stud finder.

Should give us a preview
of coming attractions.

Lumber, pipes, wires...

And dudes.

FINADO: Is that dead guy

jaunty?

Hi, Nora, I'm sorry I'm late.

Dr. Roby.

Things have been just

crazy around here and I'm-I'm...

Shorthanded. I get
it. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just as long as you're on time
for the sheriff's review board.

Yeah. Folsom's
hearing is at 2:00.

Believe me, I am aware.

I just want to go over
the order of operations.

I gotcha.

It's like a court hearing.

I present my findings,
you give your assessment,

then Mr. Folsom will have
an opportunity to speak.

Mm-hmm. And then the
review board decides

whether or not to
drop the hammer.

You'll be tempted to
pull your punches.

Don't.

It's your duty to present
the board with the truth.

Nora,

I did not get where I am

by pulling punches.

(phone chimes)

Oh.

And right now, I have some
other responsibilities

'cause apparently,
Frank Sinatra just died.

Hmm. I thought you were joking.

Oh, I know my Rat Pack.

Whoever this guy is, was,

he has Ol' Blue Eyes down cold.

His blue eyes are
actually colored contacts.

According to his license,
this is Benji Herron.

Got a guess on time of death?

His liver temp's same as ambient

and he's out of rigor,

so I'd say 48 hours ago. Ish.

WILLOWS: If it weren't
for the stab wounds,

I'd say Frankie
here was napping.

He doesn't even
smell like decomp.

What-what is that?
Is that vanilla?

(sniffing)

Huh. He's got maggots in
his mouth. How lovely.

WILLOWS: And confusing.

I mean, if he smells
like Bloomingdale's,

and it's only been two days,

that's not enough time
for the larva to hatch.

Maybe the maggots aren't
coming from Sinatra.

(saw whirring)

Multiplying corpses.

I really gotta make

bingo cards for this job.

FINADO: That's Joey Bishop.

Huh? We got Frank
Sinatra over there.

This guy is Joey Bishop.

He's the least famous of.

Sinatra's sidekicks.

So we got, not one,
but two different dead.

Rat Pack impersonators
in this wall?

Well, you better warn all
your Sammys and Dinos.

You're nobody till
somebody kills you.

♪ ♪

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪

♪ I really wanna know ♪

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Who... ♪

♪ Come on, tell me who
are you, you, you ♪

♪ Are you! ♪

Which one is Sinatra and
which one is Gary Bishop?

Joey Bishop.

Don't let Beau hear
you mix those up.

His wallet says
he's Sam Carriman.

Decomp says he's
been dead a week.

PARK: Sinatra, aka Benji Herron,

looks to have died
much more recently.

So two different attacks,
but same day delivery?

Construction workers say this

corpse-infested
section of the wall

was built over the weekend.
They were surprised

it was up when they
came in Monday.

Nobody saw nothing.

There was a party on Saturday,

and Frankie was booked
for an appearance.

But not Barry.

Sam.

Aka Joey.

You'll get the hang of it.

I sent Beau with Chavez

to, uh, the agency

that supplied the
impersonators to ask around.

Oh, you two split up?

WILLOWS: Well, he owes me.

Hmm, what's this?

Anybody see any feathers?

Huh.

Wouldn't that be great

if it was trace from the killer?

(woman crying)

You're sure it's Benji?

I'm sorry.

Though he did have us thinking

he was the real Frank
Sinatra for a minute.

Benj was a stickler for details.

Oh, he was the best
Sinatra in town.

The voice, that
bone structure...

The hot-and-cold personality.

Looks like he was

the star of Stars of the Strip.

Your business going to be okay?

Oh, I'm not crying
about the money.

Benji's daddy to this one.

FINADO: Oh, um, I'm so sorry.

When was the last
time you saw him?

Three nights ago

at Tovah Eisenstein's
bat mitzvah.

We had a crazy week.

Sinatra played a bat mitzvah?

The Eisensteins wanted Taylor
Swift and Olivia Rodrigo,

but both girls
got food poisoning

so I-I just,

I rounded up everyone
who wasn't booked.

I even got back into my
old Liz Taylor getup.

How'd that go over?

Teenage girls are

very cruel.

Well, uh, we're going
to need to talk to

every performer that
worked that night.

Yeah, I'm gonna need to see
any feathers that they have.

Sam and Benji?

You gotta feel for the
rest of their crew.

CHAVEZ: The Rat Pack?

Yeah, they really only
got group bookings.

Except Benji.

I guess Sinatra
was pretty famous?

MAN: He brought in
the cash, all right.

And he let everybody know it.

Like it's that hard to put
on a suit and hold a whiskey.

I'd like to see him
rock 15 pairs of

bedazzled glasses a night.

Okay, so, you weren't a fan?

Maybe, if he wasn't
such a braggart.

Braggart? (Laughs)

Benji was a drama queen.

And that's compared to
a joint full of people

pretending to be famous.

FINADO: So, Dolly...
uh, Ms. Parton,

did anyone have beef with Benji?

Gosh, who didn't at some point?

He was, like,

I don't want to talk
bad about a dead guy,

but Benji was kind of a...

He was a right bastard.

Drove us all mad,

always talking about
how many offers

he had to jump ship
to other agencies.

And what about Sam Carriman?

Oh. Poor Sam.

Benji, I could see
somebody whacking him,

but Sam was such a sweetheart.

A pushover. What do you mean?

Sam Carriman was a huge talent.

He actually could've been
a great Sinatra himself.

But not with Benji around.

Benji never would've let anybody
threaten his place on top.

He bullied Sam into
playing fifth banana.

I mean, who's even
heard of Joey Bishop?

Uh, he's actually a real talent

and an important part
of Rat Pack lore.

Oh.

Real feather eyelashes?

Don't knock it till
you try it. (Laughs)

When was the last
time you saw Sam?

At the bat mitzvah.

Wait, Sam was there?

Uh, we got a list of performers

that were sent to the party.

He wasn't on it.

Listen, girl, I
was surprised, too.

I thought Sinatra
was flying solo,

but there was half the Rat
Pack jawing at each other.

They were arguing?

About what?

No idea.

I scooted right after my set.

I was not about to dawdle in
a room of malicious tweens.

Well, thank you for
your time... Dolly.

Sure, sugar.

(sighs) No dice.

Looks like we'll be stuck in
Kook-ville for a while yet.

Kook-ville?

Yeah, my youngest dressed
as Peppa Pig to go

trick-or-treating this
year. Even she knows

Halloween is one day a
year, and she's seven.

I think you're just grouchy that

none of the feathers
were a match.

I just hope our victims have

more interesting things
to say than this crew.

JACK: Now,

most of these have a diameter of

one and a quarter inch,

so I'd say wounds
are consistent.

And I'd say you
look amazing, hon.

Come on, now. Can you give
me that light over there?

So you think both victims were

attacked with the same blade?

Yes, ma'am. It's likely.

But I'm not so sure
they were wielded by

the same attacker. Excuse me?

These wounds on Sam? Mm?

They all hit major blood
vessels and organs.

Whoever killed him

knew how to inflict
swift fatality.

Whereas Benji's wounds
are haphazard at best.

I mean, did the killer just
forget what he was doing

because he faced
off against Sinatra?

ROBY: Maybe he was starstruck.

(chuckles) Hmm.

What is it, Pen?

Well, word is both of them
were alive three days ago.

Really?

That's not what I would've
guessed based on decomp.

Sam is a host to
significant insect activity.

I guessed he'd been dead a week.

Whereas Benji looks like he's
just sleeping one off, right?

He was a very
attractive man, and

he had his admirers.
I found this

on one of Benji's shirt buttons
when I was prepping him.

No bulb to run DNA.

All right, it's better than
nothing. What else you got?

Uh, Benji's got a
broken fingernail here,

and scratches

on that finger there.

May not be probative, but
we like to be thorough.

And I was just about to
check his stomach contents.

Pen, want to give me a hand?

Oh.

Oh?

Maggots.

Which we found in his mouth too,

so not a super shocker,

but this

is odd. ROBY: A green pellet.

Could be strychnine.

You're good, Dr. Roby.

There were traces
in his tox screen.

I thought maybe the killer
slipped it in his food

to weaken him before the attack.

Rat poison to kill the Rat Pack.

(laughs) ROBY: Looks like
we need to have another chat

with Mr. Pest Control.

CHAVEZ: Doesn't look
good for you, Rollie.

Rat poison is kind of
your stock and trade, no?

WILLOWS: Mrs.
Eisenstein says that

you didn't want to
look in the wall.

Did you already know there was

a body in there? No,
of-of course not.

Marty and Trish
Eisenstein also told me

you were at their property
on the day of the murders.

I was there in the morning.

Marty was very clear

he didn't want to see
any creepy-crawlies

on his princess's special day.

Why would I hurt anyone?
CHAVEZ: I don't know, Rollie.

You know, but we've had a
lot of killers in that chair,

and you're one of the very
few who does it for a living.

I love insects and rodents.

They're fascinating.

Okay? Killing them isn't
personal. It's just business.

And if I were going to kill

someone at the Eisensteins',

I wouldn't leave the
body in the guest house.

No?

(scoffs) No. There's
a rats' nest in a tree

just over the property line.

The smell would bring them
straight to the decay buffet.

Rats attract attention.

You want to hide a body,
it'd be better if you put it

by the dehumidifier
unit in the attic.

Or in Mrs. E's
organic com poster.

Or in the pit that they dug

when they moved the
pool 12 feet east. Or

if-if-if I can move quickly...
(microphone turns off)

Well, I'm officially
creeped out.

I... (sighs) I know
we're evidence people,

not instinct people,

but do we really think
this guy graduated

from-from pesticide to homicide?

(beeping)

That's the third time
you've checked your watch.

Is everything okay?

Just thinking about Josh.

His review board starts today.
You ever seen one of those?

I hope I never do.

Now you're freaking me out.

I can't imagine this
place without Folsom.

(reading quietly)

(door opens)

Let's get started. Ms. Cross?

CROSS: In my interview
with Mr. Folsom,

he largely exercised
his right to silence

under the Garrity rule.

He made no admission
of misconduct.

However, the facts are that

he posted bail for Trey Cahill

in violation of
department regulations.

They killed her. Jeannette.

Mr. Folsom and Mr. Cahill

were then alone
for several hours

with the man who murdered
Mr. Folsom's mother, Jeanette.

Tell me who killed my mother.

CROSS: The scene was
cleaned in a way consistent

with someone of Mr. Folsom's
skill, and the only evidence

found from those missing hours

was Mr. Folsom's fingerprint

in his mother's blood.

Dr. Roby,

what do you make of
this blood evidence?

Taking everything into
account, I think Joshua Folsom

took some of his mother's
blood from the morgue

without authorization.
ZHAO: Why would he do that?

Wh-What is that?

This is my mother's blood.

Not yours.

I don't know.

Josh Folsom

has an impeccable track record.

He... he has been

my most reliable analyst

for years.

I've-I've-I've known
what to expect from him.

But I cannot
explain any of this.

I think...

I think

this his most recent behavior

is profoundly unacceptable.

Only he knows what
happened in that hangar.

He may very well be guilty

of serious misconduct.
I don't know.

None of us knows.

However...

However?

Absolutely no

member of law enforcement,

after having done

any of this,

could continue in their
post without sanction.

Worked out the
wonky decomp rates?

I think so. Come
take a look at this.

Right here is the
flip side of the wall

where we found Sam Carriman.

This section gets full
sun exposure all day here.

The heat would
accelerate decomp,

but this is where Benji
Herron's body was walled up.

It doesn't get any direct sun.

That's great, Penny, but it
only gets us halfway there.

It might explain Sam's
condition, but...

Yeah, I know, even in the shade,

Benji should still
be gooier than he is.

PARK: Uh...

I might be able to explain that.

Hmm.

This, uh, got a little
lost in the shuffle

when we found a second body.

It's the, uh, drywall panel

that covered Benji.

We were wondering why he
didn't look dead-er...

And we've already ruled
out chemicals, environment,

and, I don't know, time travel?

Right. There's one thing
we haven't considered.

What if the maggots
weren't eating Sinatra?

What if (grunts)

it was the other way around.

He was still alive when he
was sealed up in the wall.

(screams)

(grunts) Oh, oh... Easy.

You know you're not actually
supposed to kill me, right?

Isn't the point to replicate the
crime as closely as possible,

including the amount
of force used?

All we're trying
to do is figure out

how someone so good with a knife

made such crappy
wounds on Benji,

which does not equate to

"let's break Chris's
ribs for fun."

Science requires sacrifice.

I hope we're not spilling
any real blood down here.

I wouldn't put it past
her. You shouldn't.

I come bearing GCMS results.

Uh, strychnine
pellets at the scene

and in Benji's stomach

had a total concentration
of five milligrams.

That would kill a
rat, not a human.

WILLOWS: Odds are,

he was eating whatever he could

after he got walled in.

His little strychnine snack

was just an accident.

So are we completely
off the exterminator?

We're not ruling anyone out.

We are solving a
dual knife attack.

Well

we're trying to.

WILLOWS: Okay, so.

Benji's got a laceration
across the chest,

a shallow penetrating wound

in the low abdomen,

this one hits a rib.

Well, I mean, this guy's
all over the place.

PARK: Sam's wounds are, uh,

more severe and consistent.

Concentrated on the right
side of the body, so,

if he were facing
his attacker...

Indicates a left-handed killer.

We think our guy is a southpaw

who injured his good hand
in the attack on Sam.

He had to use his weaker hand
on the second attack on Benji.

Hence, the imprecise wounds.

Find a left-handed suspect,
and he'll probably have

an injury to his dominant hand.

How many of those
impersonators are lefties?

I'm a suspect because
I'm left-handed?

Isn't that the kind of
logic they used in, like,

the Spanish Inquisition?

We're not burning
you at the stake.

We're doing our jobs.

You play dress-up.
We consider evidence.

CHAVEZ: Like these wounds.

Science says a lefty made them.

I couldn't. FINADO: You could.

You'd have the angle in
those platform boots.

We suspect the killer injured
himself during the attack.

Stars of the Strip posted this

from your last gig
on social media.

(music playing over phone)

CHAVEZ: Hmm.

You're faking it.

Maybe because you busted
your hand murdering Sam.

Look, lady, I always
fake the piano.

I got to remember the words

to six decades' worth of hits.

You think I've got time to
learn to play them, too?

All the glitter keeps
the focus off the fakery,

but I promise you

no injuries here.

SWANSON: Look, we knew
day one would be rough.

But the Garrity rule
exists for a reason.

Everyone understands
you have a right

to silence and...
Hold on, hold on.

Dr. Roby.

What the hell was
that back there?

It's one thing to
appear impartial,

but... I'm not the one. Josh.

It's okay. Max.

You really think I
should get fired?

Our job is to speak
for the victims,

to get justice for the victims,

not to go exact that justice.

The man who killed your mom,

you could've ruined any chance

of convicting him.

Kahn is dead,

and I'm not sorry about that.

I am my mother's son.

If somebody that
Jeanette loved got hurt,

she would burn the city down
for them, and that's how

I was raised. And
you walked away

from that life because
there was no future there.

And then you made a choice.

Well, choices have consequences.

So why are you
lurking at my door?

Are you running the swabs

of blood Benji Herron
left in the wall?

Mm-hmm.

That's interesting.

What is it?

Allie's new partner system,

um, sometimes, Chris and I

have to hand off the
samples that we collect

instead of running
them ourselves, but

I don't like not knowing

what happens to my
evidence because

it feels like I'm leaving
the job unfinished.

You want to finish
this one? Yes.

MiSeq results are almost in.

Interesting.

Spit it out, Penny.

How's Folsom's
review board going?

So we are set to meet
later again this afternoon.

He's coming back, right?

It's not up to me.

But if it was?

(computer blipping)

ROBY: The DNA in the drywall

is a mixture.

Benji Herron and

Sam Carriman?

Wait, hold on.

We thought Sam was
killed before Benji.

Why would his DNA be on Benji?

We've been thinking that
both men were killed

by some unknown assailant.

But this would seem to indicate

that Benji and Sam
fought each other.

That can't be the entire story
though, either, right? Because...

Somebody had to put
them both in the wall.

And whoever did is
responsible for Benji's death.

And I think I might
know how to find them.

The Eisensteins said
that this plastic was

laid out on the floor before
it was used to wrap Sam's body.

If we identify the marks that
came from Sam and Benji's death,

anything else could
come from the person

that put them in the wall.

A ton of fluids and ketones

leaked from the bodies
during autolysis.

That mess contaminated most of
the markings and trace here.

But we still can't rule out
anything that might be useful

in the areas that weren't
covered in... corpse juice.

So, what, ALS?

I'll hit the lights.

♪ ♪

Pink is blood.

Yellow is shoe prints.

Orange is the mystery tracks.

It's a construction site.

It could be heavy equipment.

FINADO: At least the
spatter and the footprints

give us a nice map of
Sam and Benji's fight.

Want to dance, Finado?

Let's rumble, Park.

GILL: These are Benji's
wing tips moving like this.

Right.

GILL: And then Sam's
loafers are here.

Like this?

GILL: We got low-velocity
blood drops here.

So, if you stab me...

Then Benji must have taken
the knife away from him.

GILL: Poor Sam.

I mean, Benji knew
what he was doing.

He was an Army vet with
close combat training.

Benji was left-handed.

So if he stabbed
him on this side,

low-velocity droplets
would end up...

GILL: Here.

But there aren't any.

Something was standing in
the way of the spatter.

That might be where our
mystery observer was standing.

They just stood there

and watched Sam and
Benji kill each other.

PARK: That's cold.

We got to go back
to the crime scene.

There might be blood there
we missed the first time.

♪ ♪

The gap in the blood was here.

Our observer could be
watching from here.

Fight happened right in here.

Yeah, the shoe prints
from the plastic sheeting

show Sam and Benji
fighting there.

Sam's attack on Benji was messy,

leaving wild blood
drops all over.

Directional spatter
heading this way

would land... here.

Yeah, blood was
cast off from there.

Probably from Benji hitting.

Sam's artery.

No one walked away
from the fight.

Frank Sinatra

and Joey Bishop,

performing for an
audience of one.

Pale imitations, anyway.

All right. (Laughs)

Did an Elvis impersonator

steal your lunch money when
you were six or something?

No, I just think i-it's
a waste of a life,

pretending to be someone else.

(scoffs) I don't...

I don't know how you
survived in Vegas this long.

Listen, to each their own, okay?

You know, S&M, I get it.

Pony play? Giddy-up.

Furries. I don't know,
maybe if you squint.

Look.

I get having
fantasies, all right?

But, I mean, these people,

their-their fantasy
is to be someone else.

I mean, it's just sad.

I-I get our victims
deserve our best effort.

They just don't all
deserve our highest esteem.

WILLOWS: I think they
would settle for answers

about who killed them.

Hand me the
phenolphthalein? Yep.

More blood all right.

I mean, I'll sample the DNA,
but if it came from either vic,

it's not gonna get us closer
to whoever walled them up.

Ow.

Found another feather
and some fabric.

I know that color.

FINADO: Oh. (Coughs)

That's a, that's a
lovely fragrance.

Sorry. I wear

a White Diamonds knockoff
when I do Liz Taylor.

Guess it picked up the scent.

This is your vest? Why?

We found feathers
that appear to match

this vest at the crime scene.

Hold on.

That vest was given to me.

The night of the
Eisenstein bat mitzvah.

Doug noticed I was chilly
and he told me to keep it.

Who's Doug? You met him.

Dolly.

The Dolly Parton impersonator?

(sighs) I guess it
would make sense.

Benji and Doug had a

a fling.

I thought it was over.

I guess not.

They found a blonde
hair on Benji.

I think we got the
wrong impersonator.

DOUG: Yes, I was
back there earlier.

Benji had this... allure.

That's how he landed Lynda.

And everyone else.

The man was allergic
to monogamy.

How long were you two involved?

Too long.

I wanted to be
done with him, but

we were, you know...

Islands in the stream?

My feelings were real.

When he said he was
moving out of Lynda's,

I got my hopes up.

But he just liked
being with Dolly.

Not Doug.

CHAVEZ: So, what, that made
you mad enough to kill him?

DOUG: I see how some
of y'all look at me,

but I am not crazy.

I'm not a killer.

I'm just a man who
feels most myself

when I'm dressed
like Dolly Parton.

But I'd never hurt anyone.

CHAVEZ: That's great, Doug.

But you were with Benji
at the crime scene.

DOUG: Yes. We had fun, but Lynda

will tell you, I
didn't kill anybody.

She saw us come back together.

She did?

(door opens)

(exhales)

So you're not dead.

Al, what are you doing here?

I'm here because you
forgot how phones work.

You didn't answer my
texts or my voice mails.

I don't know what
there is to say.

Max gave her
testimony yesterday.

She

dropped the hammer.

She doesn't want
me back at the lab.

Josh.

We all want you back.

I'm on the wrong side of
a microscope in there.

(scoffs)

Everybody's

studying me.

Like Nora Cross
says I'm a criminal.

Trey says I

forgot where I came from.

Max says I lost my way.

What do you say?

You could clear everything up.

You think I should testify.

I think it's up to you.

If you let everyone
else have their say

and never tell your
side of the story

can you live with
whatever happens?

Look, one thing I've learned

since I came to CSI, it's
that you'll figure things out.

No matter what

you've got friends.

(chuckles softly)

Mr. Folsom, this portion of our
hearing tends to go quickly.

It's my understanding
you plan to assert

your right to remain silent...

No, I can explain the evidence

that you've all seen and heard.

Then by all means, do so.

Dr. Roby is right.

I took my mother's
blood from the morgue.

I had a plan to manipulate.

Kahn Schefter into

revealing information
about her murder.

There was a box cutter.

FOLSOM: That's my radial artery.

I used the box cutter to
pierce the blood bags.

And Kahn was under the
impression that the blood was

coming from his arm.

It was

only a psychological tactic.

But it was extreme

and runs counter to
the, to the standard

of conduct the department
expects from us.

Did you use your CSI credentials

to access Raphael
Tarquenio's hangar?

I did.

I know it's this board's
job to judge my actions.

And my actions were...

No! Fols!

I almost took justice
into my own hands.

Kahn Schefter killed my mother.

But Trey Cahill stopped me and

whatever his faults,

he's why I'm not in a
courtroom right now.

Max has worked hard

to rebuild the crime
lab's reputation,

and I know how damaging
this could have been.

I let, I let grief
get the better of me.

It might be understandable,

but it is unacceptable.

Even if it's not to
the board, it is to me.

I thought I'd find
you in layout.

What are you doing in
ballistics? Nobody got shot.

Well, I-I figured
the comparison scope

was the best way to examine the
feathers from the crime scene

with Lynda Tasker's
vest side-by-side.

WILLOWS: And? Oh,
it's a visual match.

Well, PCR amplification
on DNA from the calamus...

The what-amus?

Well, it's the
feather's hollow shaft.

Bottom line,

the feathers from Lynda's
vest and Sam's nose

are genetically identical.

Both samples are goose
down from the same goose.

Lynda was at the crime scene.

Well, any defense
attorney would argue

that doesn't prove
that Lynda was there,

just that her vest was,
and besides, I mean,

she's pregnant, she's
got a broken ankle,

she's in a wheelchair. We have
reasonable doubt out the wazoo.

I'm almost positive
that Lynda did this,

and I think we can prove it.

We just need a little
help from her victims.

I can't get over how
different these two look.

You'd think that they died

a few days apart,
not a few hours.

All the bugs love Sam.

That's why we're
here. Maggot me.

May I please have the fly larvae
you removed from Sam's cadaver?

We're here for maggots?

I have a theory.

♪ ♪

Beau. Is that what
I think it is?

It is. Pureed maggots.

Randy uses that blender to
make his breakfast smoothies.

Oh, not anymore. I needed it
to prep a sample for the QToF.

(clears throat)

Benzyl acetate,

diethyl phthalate.

Okay, there's a laundry
list of chemicals here.

So, the maggots ate all of this?

Well, it sounds like a longer
menu than it really is.

When you put it all together,

it's a fragrance
called Violet Romance.

It's a knockoff
of White Diamonds.

The Elizabeth Taylor perfume?

Lynda was dressed
like Liz Taylor.

Mm-hmm. And that scent was all
over that puffy vest of hers.

So, if the maggots
consumed traces

of that perfume left on
Sam Carriman's body...

Yeah, the molecules
transferred onto Sam's skin

when Lynda wrapped
him in the plastic.

And since we know that insects

are attracted to
strong fragrances...

We finally know why there was

so much more postmortem
insect activity on Sam,

but... come on,

Lynda's in a wheelchair.

(grunts)

LYNDA: First, you take my vest,

now my wheelchair.

I mean, this is starting
to feel like harassment.

WILLOWS: I would've
thought you'd be happy

to help find whoever killed
the father of your child.

Or maybe not.

We know that Benji
was cheating on you.

You shouldn't presume to
know our relationship.

FINADO: We also know
that Benji registered

for a change of
address at the DMV.

Detective Chavez heard
that he was planning

to leave your agency.

You were losing the
father of your child

and your biggest cash cow.

That just must've
made you crazy.

Benji's been a handful
from the day I met him.

Till the day he died.

In a fight

with Sam Carriman to the death.

Now, we don't
blame him entirely.

We're pretty sure that
Sam attacked first.

I-I know they didn't get along,

but why would they...
WILLOWS: Come on, Lynda.

They attacked each other,

but they didn't
wall themselves up.

Wait, you think I did?

I've got a broken ankle.

(chuckles) I'm stuck in a
wheelchair, and I'm pregnant.

(sighs)

"Them's the breaks.
Our fearless leader

"got swept off her feet,

but she is rolling
with the punches."

According to this post,

you broke your ankle
eight weeks ago.

With that brace, at this point,

I'd bet that ankle

isn't causing you
any trouble at all.

It would explain why your
vest got snagged on a nail

five centimeters too
high for you to hit

while you were sitting
in your wheelchair.

You left that evidence behind
while you were standing up.

All you know is that my vest
was in that guest house.

FINADO: And your
wheelchair. (Clears throat)

On a black seat, blood spatter,

to the naked eye,
it's invisible,

but with a little
help from luminol...

Officer, lights, please.

Oh, it lights up like the Strip.

WILLOWS: Only way the blood can
get on that seat in that pattern

is when you are out of your
chair during the fight.

So, what happened
that night, Lynda?

Fine. We'll tell you a story.

You saw Benji and Dolly

coming back to the party
after their rendezvous.

Benji was a serial cheater.

That was the last straw.

Phone records show
that you called.

Sam Carriman.

Somehow, you convinced him
to help you kill Benji.

WILLOWS: Maybe you offered
him the role of a lifetime.

Sinatra in Vegas.

But it all went
wrong in a hurry.

Oh, Lynda, what is it now?

I told you, it's over.

FINADO: And you were left

with what looks like
two dead bodies.

WILLOWS: Bet that
wasn't part of the plan.

My guess? You used the dolly

the construction crew left
behind to put them in the wall.

That explains the tracks
we found in the plastic.

Vest at the crime scene.

Your perfume on Sam's body.

Your feather in Sam's nose.

Victims' blood all
over your wheelchair.

You had all kinds of motive

to want Benji dead.

Benji...

(crying)

He broke my heart.

He was gonna ruin my business.

He humiliated me with Doug.

Was I supposed to let
him just walk away?

Sam wasn't supposed to get hurt.

Best laid plans.

You know

you can only pretend
for so long, Lynda.

End of the day, you
are who you are,

a killer.

(handcuffs click)

(sighs) For the record,

I figured it out.

I like to think I helped.

(scoffs) With the impersonators.

I figured out why it was
bothering me so much.

It, uh, it hit a little
too close to home.

What are we talking
about here, Beau?

Um... You like to dress up as.

Iron Man in your free time?

No, not Iron Man. Science Dad.

Every birthday, I-I get a mug

with a science pun on it.

Every holiday, I get
a new plaid shirt.

Every year.

I mean, do you think I would
choose this for myself?

Yeah, yeah. People see me

in a certain way.

And-and I'm-I'm
comfortable with it.

Hell, I lean into it.

We all have our
roles to play, right?

It took me a while to understand

that people like
Doug Pfefferman...

They were just leaning into
what they were comfortable with.

Does this mean you're going
to expand your comfort zone?

Uh, maybe Hawaiian shirts?

Let's not be rash.

(Rajan and Roby chuckle)

Catherine and Beau
make a good team.

So, you're happy

with how your partner
system's working out, hmm?

I am. Yeah.

No. Everything's good.

(phone rings)

Is that the review board?
What did they decide?

About to find out.

(sighs)

ZHAO: A decision in this matter
has not been easy to arrive at,

but considering all
the facts presented

and Mr. Folsom's own testimony

we are of the opinion

that termination is an
appropriate course of action.

Mr. Folsom... ROBY:
Under sheriff,

if I may. Dr. Roby. Of course.

ROBY: This board should
know how seriously

I take Mr. Folsom's
transgressions.

I am his harshest critic.

Now, allow me to be
his fiercest defender.

If you render this judgment,
it will be a travesty.

Josh Folsom is one
of the best CSIs

I've ever worked with.

And if we lose him, it will
be an incalculable loss.

Do not...

Do not make that mistake.

Dr. Roby, am I

am I to understand that you
would protest his dismissal?

ROBY: Protest does not begin
to describe what I will do.

Uh...

(indistinct conversation)

(clears throat)

Mr. Folsom.

You are ultimately under
Dr. Roby's purview.

No one here knows her
job better than she does.

You will be suspended without
pay for a period of one month.

(sighs) ZHAO: If

we see you here
again, I assure you,

it will be the last time.

I thank the members
of the review board.

We stand adjourned.

I can't help feeling I
might've been played, Max.

That's fine.

But if Josh Folsom

puts a toe out of
line after this,

it's not just his job at stake.

You know that, right?

Max, I-I can't thank you enough.

Stop.

When you return back to the lab,

it will be as a CSI Level I.

You are not allowed
to cross the street

unless I know about it.

I understand.

I'm out on a limb
for you here, Josh.

Don't make me regret it.

I won't. You know I won't.

We'll see.

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