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EXHIBIT NARRATOR: Camponotus atriceps use pheromones

to navigate pathways through the North American forests

they call home.

There are over 4,500 species

of the family Coccinelidae worldwide.

These insectivores consume aphids that damage crops,

promoting healthy plant growth.

These ants contribute to the cycle of life

by breaking down dead trees,

providing renewed habitat for saplings to take hold.

The beetles you see in this case provide

a valuable function in nature.

BOY: I don't see any beetles, Dad.

TAYLOR: No wallet, no I.D.

And no face.

MUSEUM ANNOUNCER: May I have your attention, please?

The Cycle of Life Exhibit will be closed until further notice.

May I have your attention, please?

TAYLOR: What's this?

The Cycle of Life Exhibit will be closed

until further notice.

TAYLOR: Looks like some kind of drawing.

BONASERA: The killer was thorough.

Did leave a ring.

The diorama doesn't appear to be disturbed.

So if she put up a fight, it was someplace else.

This is the dump site.

Strange place for it.

BONASERA: Where did they come from?

Cycle of Life Exhibit.

Someone left their door open.

And they made it all the way down here?

They're flesh eaters.

Necrophilia americana.

♪ Out here in the fields ♪

♪ I fight for my meals ♪

♪ I get my back into my living ♪

♪ I don't need to fight ♪

♪ To prove I'm right ♪

♪ I don't need to be forgiven, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah. ♪

MUSEUM ANNOUNCER: May I have your attention, please?

The Cycle of Life Exhibit will be closed until further notice.

TAYLOR: Stella's searching for the murder site.

I'll check the employee records,

see who's missing,

who had access to the building.

Hawkes, you're on the body.

The beetles have already eaten half our evidence.

Well, don't worry; Hammerback and I will get creative.

Lindsay, put your affinity

for bugs to work.

I don't actually have an affinity for bugs.

The beetles were the first on the scene.

We need to know what they know.

And no eating.

( chuckles)

( shutter clicking)

( shutter clicking)

MAN: The only employee we can't account for

is Ceci Astor.

Any relation to the Astor Family Wing we're standing in?

The granddaughter.

She didn't show up for work today,

and we can't locate her at home

or on her cell.

Can you think of a reason

why someone would have wanted to harm Miss Astor?

She tried to make things better for everybody.

Um... maybe sometimes she tried too hard,

but... her heart was always in the right place.

( door squeaks, slams closed)

( running footsteps)

I'm with the New York City Police Department.

I'm not going to hurt you.

See?

If you're lost, I can help find your parents.

( crane whirring)

FLACK: Oh, they sent out the big guns.

I like that suit.

Thank you.

If I had your shoes, I'd be set.

Meet Jim Morris.

Facial bruising.

No blood.

No ligature marks.

Looks like his friends

were all choked up about it.

I guess the building must go up.

They never seen him before.

Old Jim here wasn't

a construction worker.

He was a broker.

Broker? Rich guy.

Yeah, but...

forget robbery... I got his wallet.

So what happened here, Flack?

A guy walks down to a place he's never been,

dies of no apparent cause?

At this point, yeah.

Why must people do that?

They can't resist messing up fresh concrete.

Could be worse.

At least there's no heart

with two people's names in it

who are going to wind up killing each other

after they realize they're married.

Yeah. Well, at least with those people...

we know what happened.

( shutter clicking)

What, you run out of bug spray?

Dermestid tissue removal.

MESSER: The museum vic.

So, uh, are you participating

in that investigation,

or is this just a forensic peep show?

Hammerback couldn't determine the cause of death,

so he needed to de-flesh the vic.

Using the bugs?

MONROE: Yeah. They're better

at tissue removal at this stage.

They're cleaner; plus, they don't destroy

potential evidence.

As soon as Hammerback's finished with you,

I get to take the beetles back to the lab with me.

Don't eat 'em.

You're a little late on that one.

So? That doesn't mean it's not funny.

What have you got for me, Doc?

HAMMERBACK. Some sort of fiber.

So he's got trace on his hands?

Care to take a guess at cause of death?

Perhaps he stopped breathing?

Exactly.

That happens when your airway gets flooded

with a solid block of material.

MESSER: Looks like hardened foam insulation.

I found a can of that at the scene.

So, uh, he was insulated to death?

( screaming)

That would explain the petechiae

with no overt signs of strangulation.

You take out a sample?

SID: At this point, I'd need a chisel.

MESSER: It looks like somebody tried to remove it.

That was done with a human hand... not the vic's.

Well, it had to happen before the insulation dried.

Tries to kill him, then he tries to save him?

Killer with a conscience.

All right, thanks, Doc. Yeah.

My sister wasn't simply a curator.

Ceci worked in the wing my family built for the museum.

How exactly did you find me here?

The museum isn't the only organization

my family supported over the years.

I made a call.

Ms. Astor, I'm-I'm sorry for your loss,

but coming here before I've had a chance

to process the evidence is unusual, at best.

Do you have any suspects?

Everyone who worked

at the museum knew what kind of money she came from.

This could've been an attempt at kidnapping or robbery.

I'm well aware of what it could've been.

It's my job to actually find out what happened.

You check museum employee records yet?

What are you doing?

We believe

this child may have witnessed

some aspect of the crime.

Have either of you ever seen him before?

No.

No.

Was he injured?

Is there something wrong with him?

Aside from the obvious trauma, he's fine.

Well, then wake him up, and get him to talk.

Ms. Astor, you and your boyfriend are going home, now.

♪ ♪

( keypad beeps)

( computer blipping)

Can you tell me your name?

Or where you live?

Your parents must be looking for you.

( siren blares in distance)

Here, it's okay.

( knocking)

You don't have to say anything,

but Miss Parsons is going to collect some samples.

Hello, there.

It's okay.

It's just a Q-tip.

Look.

There we go.

Thank you.

We're going to do one more.

Can you open your mouth for me?

There we go. Thank you.

I'll check the blood sample

matches your vic, and then I'll see

if his DNA shows up in any missing children's database.

I appreciate

you keeping chain of custody

contained on this.

So, what do you make of him?

Well, he had a f1esh-eating beetle in his shirt pocket

when I found him.

He's got a bruise

on his upper arm with a distinct pattern

that appears consistent

with a ring found on the vic's hand.

So he's a suspect?

Could just be a witness.

According to Stella,

the murder weapon was out of his reach.

And there's no sign of his parents?

Does he have a child services case officer?

They're overloaded.

I'll get him a new set of clothes,

but I'm not rushing it until I know more.

PARSONS: The boy looks traumatized.

I'm sure he is.

I just need to figure out

if it's because he saw something...

or because he did something.

( siren blares in distance)

Go right in here, okay?

That's all candy and junk food.

There's nothing good for you in there.

I'll get you some real stuff.

Have a seat right here.

( cell phone keypad beeping)

Kinsen.

What?

He'll come find me.

MAN: I didn't do anything, all right?

Mr. Martinez, have a seat.

We found your fingerprint

on the knife that was used

to kill Ceci Astor.

You did something.

All right.

Sam?

Daddy?

As an optimist, I prefer to see the body as half full.

Well, we need to empty it out.

Looks like the dermestids

have eaten all they can.

Now it's up to us to finish the job.

Preliminary tox reveals nothing unusual...

Mm-hmm. And without

visible evidence...

There's only one way to determine cause of death.

You have any detergent?

Oh, yeah.

♪ ♪

Yeah.

Very nice.

No alteration to the bone.

Ready to degrease?

And now some ammonia.

♪ ♪

Hmm. Yeah.

There's trauma to the base of the occipital bone,

entering into the foramen magnum.

Cause of death appears to be sharp-force trauma

to the brain stem.

The control center for breathing.

Turn that off, and she'd have no chance.

All right, Jose, why don't we start

with the bruises and scratch marks?

I got in a fight.

Was it a fair fight?

Or did this give you an advantage?

Look, I would never get in a fight with her.

Then why is your print on the knife?

Okay, look, sometimes when the museum closes,

you know, I handle the pieces.

You handle 14th-century

chiseled iron knives

with gold inlay?

Well, if I were Ceci, I'd think

about firing somebody who did that.

No more second chances.

We're letting you go.

No, no, wait, Ceci, listen.

Get your hands off me. Please.

You don't think I'd be interested

in the exhibits because I'm a maintenance worker?

No. See, you just don't strike me

as an observant guy.

It's a common deficiency

among fathers who don't know

their own children are missing.

Hey, Sam spent a lot of time in that museum.

Okay? Sometimes...

you know, he got lost.

Overnight?

What about Sam's mother?

She's dead.

That's too bad.

She would have made a great alibi.

( techno beat plays)

♪ Bright lights ♪

♪ Strobe light ♪

♪ Full-blown perfection ♪

♪ Wants attention... ♪

( computer beeping)

( computer beeping)

MESSER: Well, George, let me just say

congratulations on getting out of prison.

It's a big deal. Yeah, it is.

It's such a big deal, I can't imagine how you left it

off your job application.

Look, nobody needs to know. Yeah, actually, they do, George.

We'll take care of that.

Come on, man.

You went away for assault once, right?

What happened here with Jimmy?

Were you brushing up on your skills or what, man?

He was the guy who busted my window.

( glass shattering)

With what?

All I know is...

I saw him running.

Hey!

Hey!

So you beat him and then killed him

by stuffing Handi-foam insulation down his throat.

I popped him once, and then he peeled off three C-notes

to pay for my windshield.

Well, we got your prints on the murder weapon.

Because it's my job to use the stuff.

FLACK: And it's our job to make sure

you're not lying. Let's go.

♪ ♪

According to the State of New York,

Sam was never born.

There's no record of him anywhere.

When he talked, he mentioned the word "Kinsen,"

but there's no record of that, either.

Well, I hate to pile it on,

but his father is not his father,

at least not in a biological sense.

He shares exactly no alleles with Sam.

I take it he didn't mention adoption to Stella.

No.

His print's the only one on the murder weapon.

So you're holding him?

Yeah.

Makes it tough on Sam.

We don't know who his biological parents are.

The man Sam calls his father is the lead suspect

in a murder investigation.

And according to him, Sam's mother

is dead.

He's a bit of an orphan.

( elevator chimes)

I'll talk to you later.

( phone keypad beeps)

Hawkes, I need you and Lindsay at Ceci Astor's apartment.

We need to find a connection

between the vic and this little boy.

Let me know.

Can I see it?

I can't help you

unless you're willing to talk to me.

How about we make a deal?

We trade stories.

You first.

Okay.

Tell me if I have this right.

Looks like there's a little boy here,

in a city

with great old temples.

Kyoto.

That's in Japan.

You're right.

The child ran and hid,

and the man tried everything to get the child to come out...

even offering him money.

The man was enraged...

and he began tearing

at the rocks, ripping them away,

exposing the child's hiding place.

Just when it looked like the child was out of options,

help arrived.

Hello?

OFFICER: Police!

It's all right; I work here.

I work for Miss Astor. Can I help you find something?

Or are you just helping yourself?

You see, we find you

in the apartment of a dead woman

with a fistful of hundred dollar bills...

That makes us suspicious.

And when you go silent,

we get even more suspicious.

You don't want to talk about money...

how about love?

Is this your family?

If it is, we have both your husband and son

in custody.

You have my son?

Give me my son!

Hey, hey! Whoa.

HAWKES: All right, you're going to have to go with this officer

till we determine what you're doing here.

MONROE: We'll have to swab her.

There's blood under her nail.

OFFICER: Ma'am?

Please, come with me.

What was she looking at over here?

WOMAN: Where are they taking me?

Why do you have to swab me?

Am I going to see him?

Sir, I work here. Why do I have to go?

All right.

Jose and Elena Martinez

adopted...

but why is their certificate in Ceci Astor's apartment?

Hey, hey, hey, just like Sam's.

Is Ceci Astor the birth mother?

Look at this.

Either that's

a super-concentrated marinara...

Or the victim has a vial of blood

in her freezer.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Under the heading,

"Things I thought I'd never see..."

Let's hope Sam is telling Max

something that can help us.

We have Jose's print on the murder weapon.

That's it.

There's no blood on his clothes

and no trace of connecting him

to the vic anywhere.

What about the trace on the beetles?

I'm still working on it.

It's some kind of herbal supplement,

but as far as I can tell,

it's not produced domestically.

Anything from Elena?

The blood from under her nail bed came back to Jose.

Right, which could explain

the scratches and bruises on his face.

Jose and Elena are married.

They had a fight.

What else do we know about them?

Well, Jose may be registered

as a permanent resident,

but Elena is not a legal citizen of the U.S.

What about the adoption certificate you found

in the vic's apartment?

It's a forgery.

It's a really good one, but it's still a fake.

So, we know that the vic came from money.

She helped Jose get the job at the museum

seven years ago, and she hired Elena in 2002.

BONASERA: Right. So she could have arranged for the adoption

and paid for first-class forged documents.

Why would she do that?

How about he's her nephew?

Yeah.

Blood in the vic's freezer belongs to Sam.

He matches alleles with Ceci.

Ceci doesn't have a nephew.

TAYLOR: That we know of.

But she does have one sibling

who's a proven liar.

We believe this child may have witnessed

some aspect of the crime.

Have either of you ever seen him before?

No.

Carolyn Astor is used to getting

what and who she wants, no matter the cost.

Bad news.

Half the construction crew is backing George Clark.

They all swear

that when they left for the day,

Jim Morris was still alive.

I'm not surprised.

I don't think this has anything to do with the construction.

It seems to be about golf.

You thinking maybe we should get out for a round,

talk the case out?

The case is about golf.

Trace from the vic's nails... Cabretta leather.

Trace from the busted window... Surlyn.

And from the vic's shirt...

Carbon fiber.

It's graphite.

From a golf club?

Leather's from a golf glove, Surlyn from a golf ball.

Give the man a prize.

So we got a vic who died at a construction site,

yet all the evidence is pointing at golf.

I give.

What's our vic doing

at a construction site with golf stuff?

My guess is he was trying to make par.

FLACK: So our vic was working

on his putting using a drain pipe.

So, it looks like our right-hander

sank a 20-foot birdie;

our lefty, uh, had a case of the yips,

and our guy's a real F.O.B.

That's very nice.

Yes, it is.

I can see where your son gets his love of drawing.

You made a mistake.

No, you made a mistake.

I'm just trying to figure out how big a mistake you made.

My sister was murdered.

When you came to the hospital,

you wanted to see Sam, didn't you?

Aside from the obvious trauma, he's fine.

Well, then wake him up and get him to talk.

You wanted to make sure

that your son was all right.

This is harassment.

No, it's perseverance.

I'm getting a lawyer.

Make sure he knows how to read

a warrant compelling a DNA sample.

I believe it's in my best interest

to prove maternity.

And the father?

Stewart and I got pregnant when I was much younger,

and Stewart had issues.

When he went away...

He went away to where?

Prison, but it was just for drugs.

Ceci talked me into having Sam.

It wasn't your idea?

Ceci was older, and... she controlled the money

because my parents thought she was more responsible.

She was, wasn't she?

She arranged for Jose and Elena

to adopt Sam.

Why them?

She thought they would be good parents, I guess.

I didn't really have a say.

Ceci took care of everything.

How'd Stewart feel

about that?

He still doesn't know.

Ceci made me promise never to tell him.

It wasn't a problem

until Stewart came back into my life.

And you wanted to be a family.

Stewart is no good.

He never has been.

He's changed, I swear.

He's in prison, Carolyn,

and you will not tell him

about Sam.

Must have made you mad.

I didn't kill Ceci.

Can you tell me where you were

the night she was killed?

I was home with Stewart.

I'm going to have to process you.

Take whatever you want.

It's all going to prove one thing:

Sam is my son, and I'm taking him back.

What happened?

I thought you tracked down

the Five Borough Golfers?

Augusta National, it ain't.

That's a shame about Jim.

He talked too much,

but the kid had a lot of promise.

Promise for what?

Urban golf, you know.

So, who makes up the courses?

Urban golf goes back to the origins of the game.

Instead of sheep eating grass to make bunkers,

we got girders and bulldozers

laying out new holes for us every year.

And about how many members do you have?

A hundred, give or take a serious injury or two.

All right, well,

we're looking for a lefty, which is quite rare,

with a case of the yips.

Initials F.O.B.

I could think of a couple of guys like that,

but nobody with the initials F.O.B.

This the way your parents do it?

I can't tell you.

Why not?

They told me not to talk to the police.

Before all this happened?

After we eat, it's your turn to tell me a story.

Chocolate.

No, first, we eat

the real food.

Then you tell me a story, and after that...

Why don't you tell me about Kinsen?

Kinsen's mad.

At you?

Because you saw what happened,

and you don't

want him to know you told me.

What if you don't tell me?

What if I figure it out myself?

You know all those pictures

that you like so much in your book?

All you have to do

is help one of my artists draw a picture for me.

So, is he talking?

Gave me a perfect description of the killer.

Great. Eyewitness testimony.

Exactly as he saw him.

Sam's confusing

a fictional comic book character

with a real killer.

You know who this is?

Kinsen.

Hmm.

In Sam's mind, the two events have fused.

Right. He is the child in the graphics novel.

I've seen it before.

A child witnesses an event

beyond his scope of comprehension,

so he incorporates

the experience into a readily available narrative.

We still can't place him in this room for certain.

Sam had a bruise

on his upper arm

consistent with being grabbed by Cece Astor.

You are not taking him!

BONASERA: Sam must have gotten away

from Cece and whoever she was with.

He knows the museum inside out, so he heads

for his favorite hiding spot.

He ran in between these two exhibits.

You notice anything?

Chocolate.

When I first found Sam,

he had a chocolate smudge on his face.

It's 'cause he sure was eating a lot of it.

Exactly. Where did he get the money for all these?

He was trying to tell me the whole time.

Okay.

He knew these were important.

He just didn't know how.

MUSEUM ANNOUNCER: May I have your attention, please?

The Manhattan Museum of Science will be closing in 15 minutes.

The doors open tomorrow at 10:00.

Alistair McKenzie, voted Five Borough Golf Association...

That's FBGA for short...

Golfer of the Year in 1999 for his "Urban Slam."

James Burke,

Rookie of the Year in 2004, capturing

his first title in the Fresh Kill Open,

arguably the most difficult event on the calendar.

How do these guys find the time to play these tournaments?

Think about it.

It's all right here in the city.

There's no driving an hour to a course,

no waiting on tees, because there are none.

And nobody with the initials F.O.B.

Harry Vernon

took a leave of absence

in 2005, attending the Withers Clinic

to work on the mental part

of his game.

Withers Clinic? That's rehab.

Harry Vernon is a Friend of Bill.

F.O.B.

He's a recovering alcoholic.

Know what that is, Harry?

That's an impression of your fingernails

from the foam insulation in Jim Morrison's mouth.

You can't know that.

Oh, we will, and according

to the FBGA log,

you were playing with Jim the day he was killed.

We're also going to take a fingerprint

I found on a can of insulation

that you used to kill your golfing buddy.

FLACK: What happened, Harry?

Jim get to you?

Shake it off, Harry.

I mean, don't let the pressure get to you.

It's not like we got ten grand riding on this

or anything.

Doesn't seem fair, does it?

Rehab works for some guys,

but you end up looking like the one

who's wired on diet soda, right?

Fresh out of rehab,

trying your best to settle your nerves;

this guy just won't shut up.

Hurry up,

or that guy who popped me

is going to come back here and pop you.

Come on.

Oh, man, I've seen guys who are slow before.

Come on, hit the ball, Harry.

Great, one down, 17 to go.

It's going to be a long day.

Come on, hurry up. Get your clubs.

I want to make the next tee today.

Shut up! Just shut up!

Oh, my God, Jim!

Jim, I'm sorry, man.

It was the only thing I sank all day.

That's your fingerprint, Stewart,

in Cece Astor's blood.

Carolyn told you Sam was your child, didn't she?

What she didn't know is Sam was

the only child you were ever going to father.

The beetles had traces of oligo on them.

It's a homeopathic remedy from India

for male infertility.

Heroin can do that to you.

I'm not taking these anymore.

I already have a son.

You called Jose and told him

to bring the child to the museum,

or you would have Elena deported

for being in this country illegally,

leaving him to choose

between his adopted son and his wife.

They have money, Elena.

They'll take care of Sam.

They are not taking our son!

Who would put a man in that position?

Someone who knows the only way

to solidify his standing in a wealthy family

is to produce a male heir... immediately.

He's my kid.

This never would have happened

if Cece didn't stick her little nose in.

It made you so angry when she intercepted you

that you killed her.

You are not taking him!

( Ceci screams)

Cece did what was best for Sam.

That's more than I can say for his father.

Cece was the one who helped Jose

get status as a permanent resident.

She tried to do the same for Elena.

According to her will,

she left a lot more for them

than the money in the freezer

and a lot less for you

than you expected.

That was Cece.

Always trying to make things better.

You lied to me, Carolyn,

when I asked you

if you had ever seen Sam,

when I asked you who you were with

the night your sister was killed,

and if you told Stewart about Sam.

I keep giving you opportunities

to tell the truth.

I wanted my son back.

The end justifies

the means when you want something, doesn't it?

There's going to be a custody hearing.

I'll see you there.

I guess maybe it's your turn...

to tell me a story.

I don't know this one.

Neither do I.

Maybe you should go home and read it with your parents.

Then you can let me know what happened.

Okay.

Bye.

Bye.