All language subtitles for Bones S02E10 - The Headless Witch in the Woods [YIFY]

It's getting thicker
and thicker in here.

That's why the forensic team
got lost.

I've sent somebody back
to find them.

Look, you sure you know
where you're going?

I still have trouble and I've
been here for three years.

That's why we advise
hikers to stay away.

I know I'm pining for concrete.

You just, uh,
you stay close,

all right, Bones?

I don't want you
to get caught out here

when it gets dark. Okay?

Bones?

Bones?!

Bones, where the hell are you?!

Bones?

I'm right here, Booth.

Don't do that, all right?

What?

Take off like that, okay?
You heard the guy.

I saw this.

Some sort of
talisman.

These are bones from a bird,

and the coloring
on the ornament

looks like dried blood.

There are more
of them, too.

They look like eyes.

Okay, this is weird.

You see a lot of these?

Not me, but I've heard some
other folks have come across

some pretty strange stuff in here.

Word is, it's Maggie Cinders.

There's a woman
who lives out here?

Did. Died in 1780.

Folks around here thought she
was a witch and beheaded her.

Legend is, she still
haunts the woods,

looking for her severed head.

And you believe this,

Ranger Edison?

Look, I'm just
telling you

what I heard.
Yeah, I'd prefer

we keep moving, okay?

This is one of

the only clearings around here.

The pit was covered
with sticks and leaves.

One of the hikers fell in on
the body, freaked and ran.

Maggie Cinders did say

she'd kill anybody who
dared to look for her.

So you talked
to Ms. Cinders?

That must have been difficult,
since she doesn't have a head.

Bag the eyes.

Give me a hand.

You want me to go down there
with you?

No. I don't want
the remains compromised.

All right?

Yeah.

So, uh, how'd
she kill them?

You know,
in the legend?

Like she was killed.

She cuts off their heads.

Iliac crest and pubis show
it's a male.

Epiphyseal fusion

puts him between 18

and 25 years old.

He's on a video camera.

Cause of death?
Well...

since I can't find a skull,

I'd say his head got cut off.

Since we don't have a head,

do we have enough
for an identification?

We'll look for older injuries

that might be found
in medical records.

More wood splinters.

Could have been the handle of
whatever lopped off his head.

If a ghost isn't comprised of
matter, but is merely ectoplasm,

which is actually
the clear outer layer

of cytoplasm
on amoeboid cells,

how can the victim have suffered
bruising and multiple fractures?

Because there are no such things
as ghosts.

I thought you never
jumped to conclusions.

Well, it's safe
to dismiss fantasy

and deluded perceptions.

My mother came to me the day
after she died.

I wasn't some kid, I was 23.
She came to me...

She came to me... and told me
to look in her dresser,

third drawer,
behind her pink blouse.

There was something there
for me.

The European
hornet queen

I found on
the remains

puts time of death at
November of last year.

We have more splinters.

The wood is from
a Betula uber,

a sub-species of
round leaf birch tree

that's been extinct since 1800.

The legend says that Maggie
Cinders kills her victims

with the same old axe used
to decapitate her in 1783.

Anyone else feeling tingly,
or is it just me?

I checked missing persons.

A film student from UVA

went missing in the woods
last year.

He was making a documentary

on the
Maggie Cinders legend.

Graham Hastings, 21,

five-ten, 176 pounds.

That explains the video camera.

I, um, I got something
from the videotape.

I cleaned a section

of the tape with an
isopropyl alcohol solution

and fed whatever digital
information I could salvage

into a restoration program.

WOMAN
Brian?

I didn't get much-
maybe I got too much.

Brian!

Where's Brian?!

Where... Brian!
Lori..

Lori, where are you going?

Lori, stop!

Stop, Lori!
Brian!

Brian...

The noises are getting closer.

I've lost Lori...
and Brian disappeared.

It's her. I can hear her.

She's here! She's here!

Oh... she's here!

Lori, where the hell are you?!

Lori!

Oh, my... Help!

Help me, oh...!

Oh... somebody help me!

Somebody help me, please!

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I never heard screams like that,
Dr. Brennan.

Neither have I.

Narrow focus trauma
on the left humerus,

posterior side.
Indicates an attempt

by the victim
to shield his head.

>From the axe attack.

What?

It's always an axe, isn't it?

Remember The Shining?

My palms perspired profusely
during that film.

Until we complete a series
of blade comparison tests,

there's no way to know what type
of weapon was used.

Forensic team found
this near the pit.

Looks organic.

Definitely decomposing.

Victim's preliminary tox screen
came back negative.

No drugs.

That's too bad.

Why? Because drugs would explain

the writings I found
inside Graham's backpack.

I'm cleaning them
and taking mud samples,

but I think Booth should
show them to a profiler.

They're handwritten, scrawled;
so far all I can make out is:

"Maggie came to me again...

calling me. "

And last but not least:

"They will scream for air, but
their lungs fill with blood. "

I'll redo the tox screen.

I may be alone in this,

but I think one of us should
remain a rational human being

during this investigation.

Got it.

Comminuted fracture
to the ulna,

professionally set.

>From the degree
of callous formation,

that's a childhood injury.

One that could give us
the ID we want.

I'll call Booth.

Tell him to contact
next of kin.

Zack, place some garlic
around the remains

and chant the Hmong ritual
for preservation of souls.

Really?

This is going to be a long case.

Graham broke his arm...
sliding into second base.

He was... eight.

It's a match.

I'm very sorry.

Thanks.

I... can't say
that I'm surprised.

He, uh... he was missing
for a year,

but still, when you hear...

It was just us, you know?

My parents died in a car
accident, I was 18,

he was 13 and, uh...

When something like that
happens,

when you lose your parents
at that age,

it's just people
don't understand

how close
you become.

I lost mine when I was 15.

It was just.. me
and my brother, too.

He was 19.

Sorry.

Did Graham

live with relatives

or did he go into foster care?
No,

I would never let him go
into the system.

I, uh...

I dropped out
of college.

I joined the fire department
to support him.

Your brother didn't...?

It was a difficult situation
for him.

I understand.

I mean,

you know, seems like
you turned out okay, though.

Do you know who Graham was with
the night he disappeared?

Yeah. A couple of film students
from school- there was a guy

and a girl.

I tried to get
the guy, Brian-

his name was- to help
with the search,

but he-he was too freaked
to go back into the woods.

I've never seen
someone so scared.

So you were involved
with the search?

I've led a lot of search- and-rescue
operations as a firefighter.

Uh...

I should have found him.

It's not your fault.

I should have locked
him in his damn room.

I mean, everyone knows weird
things happen in those woods.

The chatter marks mean
the vertebrae weren't split

in one blow.
Makes sense.

Knocking off someone's
head is more like

cutting down a small tree
than splitting a log.

I find your imagery both
colorful and accurate.

Thank you.

Let me know

when you've narrowed down
the weapon category.

Dr. Saroyan?

When you say

your mother visited you...

She appeared.

In my room.

It was early evening.

And you were frightened?

No, I felt...

loved.

Dr. Brennan says
that's impossible.

What do you think?

I think it would be wonderful
if it were possible.

I found rust flakes on the neck
that were from hand-forged iron.

18th century.
You got it.

My...!

A little warning, Zack.

I don't usually announce
each phase of my experiments.

Yeah, maybe you should start.

Nice follow-through, dude.

It doesn't look like
it was a machete.

Dibs on the next weapon.

Looks like you have this
under control.

It was a free ride worth
about 30 grand a year.

Brian, the other kid,
you know, from the woods?

He applied for it
and lost out to Graham.

After Graham disappeared,
the fellowship went to Bri.

Did you hear me?

Yeah.

Doesn't look good
for Brian Andrews.

You okay?

I wonder what my life
would have been like

if Russ had raised me.

Well, you know, since
he was a petty thief,

you know, in and out
of jail all the time,

I'd, I'd imagine it
wouldn't have been very good.

If he'd accepted
responsibility for raising...

I'm romanticizing.

It's foolish.

Everyone does it,
Bones, okay?

It's normal.

It's a useless fantasy,

no different than
the childish legend

about the headless woman.

I mean, look at Will.

He sacrificed everything
for his brother

and still couldn't save him.

By walking out,
maybe Russ gave me my life.

But you know what Will said.

He was right.
You turned out okay.

I'm going to have coffee
with him.

Oh, that was quick.

He understands something
no one else I know does.

People need connection,
Booth.

Even me.

Obviously, you have one
with Cam.

What?

I thought you'd mention it.

I mean, isn't that
what partners do,

tell each other
about their lives?

Wait a second.

Look, Bones, I...

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I forgot how self-conscious
you are talking about sex.

I am not.

I'm...

Graham was kind
of the star at school

so we all wanted
to work with him.

And he thought
the legend was true.

Said that Maggie Cinders

was talking to him
in his dreams.

She told him where

her head was buried.

And you believed him, too?

Not at first.

When we were out there
in the woods...

Stuff like that doesn't happen.

What kind of stuff?

Chopping sounds...

there were these eyes hanging
on all of the trees.

Something was moving
out there that wasn't us.

Look, I know what
you're thinking,

but you weren't out there, okay?

Lori, she freaked.

She took off
into nowhere.

And... that's when
we all got separated.

The police report said
that you brought Lori

out of the woods.

When I found Lori, she was just
curled up on the ground shaking.

So you took her out
of the woods,

but you left Graham?

I thought he had left us, okay?

You don't get it what it was

like out there.

His brother asked you
to go on the search with him,

but you didn't go.

Why didn't you go?

I'm not proud of myself, okay?

But I just couldn't go back out
there.

I couldn't.

Uh, Lori seemed to have
disappeared

from school.

You wouldn't happen

to know where we could find her?

I haven't seen her
since that night.

The last I heard,

she checked back
into the psych ward.

I checked back in
because I couldn't sleep.

I haven't slept in days.

Thanks for meeting
with me, Lori.

Sure.

There's not much else

to do in here.

Hey, do you mind if I ask you
what happened that night

in the woods?

I've told the police everything.

But Graham is the only one
that can make things right.

He just got a little lost
in there.

But when he gets back,

he's going to make sure
that I'm safe again.

Graham,

he promised to take care of you?

Well, sure.

He's my boyfriend.

He doesn't want anything
to happen to me.

Your boyfriend?

We keep it a secret.

Other girls get jealous.

Everyone loves Graham.

Did, did you go into the woods?

Is that why you're here?

Yeah.

You found Graham?

He said he was going
to talk to Maggie.

Is that where you found him?

He wasn't with Maggie.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no, no...

Lori?
Lori, calm down.

She killed him!

Sorry, Lori.
We need to know what happened.

That's what happened.

We need to know what happened
to him.

Did she take his head?

Oh...! No!

The blood...

I- I called for help,
but Brian wasn't there!

Rela... relax.
Rela... relax, Lori.

You're safe here.
Come here.

There was so much blood!

I tried to run!

Graham! Graham, she's coming!

Run, Graham!

Graham!

It was like she was
out there in the woods

with that witch.

Don't let anyone else hear
you talking like that, Booth.

I'm just saying

I've seen a lot
of weird things.

It was, like, you know,
Exorcist weird

or Elm Street weird.

What are you
talking about now?

They're movies,
okay, Bones?

Movies so scary that you
end up peeing your pants.

Good to know.

I noticed some damage
to the subdeltoid bursa.

Looks like the subscapularis
was torn away.

They're fracture lines.

This was a postmortem trauma.

Meaning what?

The victim's shoulder was
dislocated just after his death.

The injury doesn't fit

into our established scenario
of the struggle.

These marks near the
vertebrocostal junction,

there's massive
hinge fracturing.

Zack, lie down
on the ground.

Face up or face down?

Face up.

This should be good.

And give me
your right arm.

Yeah, okay.

If Graham Hastings
was dragged to the pit

by this arm
in this direction,

the trauma to the back of his
ribs would result in hinging.

And the exposed wound
where the head

was severed
would have been collecting

particulates
along the way.

Tell Hodgins we might

have enough for him
to determine

where the victim was beheaded.

Oh, yeah!
Double yeah.

I'm waiting to hear
from the psych ward

to see if we can
talk to Lori again.

I'll ask Will what type
of relationship

Graham and Lori
really had

when I have coffee
with him.

Whoa. Wait a second.

You know, we're investigating
his brother's death.

I mean, don't you think
that can get a little messy?

I can compartmentalize...
same as you.

Mm.

The blood on those

talisman things
hanging from the trees?

Not human.

I'll be back soon.

I just want to thank you

for everything
you're doing

to find out what
happened to Graham.

Is that why you called,
to thank me for doing my job?

That and, uh...

I didn't think you'd come,

so I guess I'm a little nervous.

Caffeine affects the adenosine
receptors in the brain.

It causes increased
heart rate, so...

There are other causes.

My partner warned me to stay
focused on the case, so...

If you've got questions,
that's cool.

Okay, um,

what kind of music do you like?

That's a good question.

Um...

Snow Patrol.

Gravel voice,
but somehow it's soothing.

Yeah, I wonder why that is.

There's actually

no empirical way
of assessing something

like that.

But you didn't mean that
literally, did you?

Uh-uh.

I'm sorry. My...

my social skills
are very limited.

Trust me.
They're fine.

You know,

it took a long time
for me to understand how

my brother could leave,
and now it's just as odd

to meet someone
who stayed.

I thought about leaving
all the time.

I mean,
I was a kid.

I didn't know
how to be a parent.

I guess it was
my fault

that his head got so big,

and he was bossing people around
like he was

already Steven Spielberg.

Graham couldn't have been
all bad.

I mean, my partner says that
Lori seemed to love him.

Poor kid.

I liked her.
She deserved better.

Graham didn't treat her well?

No.

He juggled a lot of girls.

I don't know how he did it,

but no one ever found
out about each other.

So he cheated on her?

Doesn't run in the family,
by the way.

I have to get back to work.

Did I say something?

Maybe.

If I've offended you
in any way,

I'm sorry.

Do you like Massive Attack?

I don't know Massive Attack.

Very impressive integration

of radical politics
into their music.

I'll play 'em for you
next time.

I know where Graham Hastings
was murdered.

Are you trying to kill me?

What's with the music?

It helps muffle the screams

so I don't pass out
every few seconds.

Smart. We have to go through
all the video again.

Hastings was killed

in a patch of eastern
hemlocks like this.

They grow in clusters
throughout the forest.

We have to spot
the cluster

Graham and the others
were near.

Wait. We have to go
through all the video again?

Don't worry.

I'm right here
for you.

This is natural.

I mean, it's like,

it's like, she left this here
for us,

like, like a guide or something,
you know?

Make it stop.
Lori...

Lori...
Make it stop!

Graham, there's something
seriously wrong with Lori, okay?

We should go back.

What? No, this...

No! No!
What is it?

Make it go away!

Come on!
Let's go!

Graham, get back here!

No, Graham!

Graham!

Lori was not Graham's
only girlfriend.

He had lots
of girlfriends,

but he somehow managed to keep
them secret from each other.

So what would happen

if a very jealous Lori
found out?

I don't know.

That's more your territory.

What?

What? What, am I cheating?

I just meant that you use
psychology.

You're very touchy.

Perhaps because of all
your skulking around.

I am discreet,

okay? It's different.

A gentleman is discreet,
okay?

What are we talking about?

Nothing that
concerns you.

But I'm quite literally

in the middle
of the conversation

and it seems very interesting.

However, your glaring
indicates that I shouldn't

press for further information.

Mm-hmm. Good genius, yeah.

So, Lori loves Graham.

He thinks he loves her,
but finds out that he doesn't,

That's a perfect
cover, right?

"Headless witch
did it, not me. "

The whole insanity thing
might be an act.

But the victim sustained
extensive defensive wounds.

This was a very powerful
attacker.

Oh, you know,
when a woman finds out

that a man has been cheating on
her, she can get pretty mad.

That's what I heard.
Okay, look,

we got motive and opportunity-
it fits.

No, it doesn't fit.

Graham Hastings was

five-ten and 176 pounds.

Lori is 120, tops.
The injuries aren't

consistent with a woman Lori
Mueller's size.

Of course,
people on PCP

have been known to exhibit
extraordinary strength.

PCP? Who
was on PCP?

Hodgins' report on the organic
matter from the baggie

found at the scene
showed that it

contained psilocybe mushrooms
injected

with phencyclidine.

Whoa, what a trip.

Well, if Lori ingested those
it's possible

she could've caused
Graham's injuries.

Not to mention, combining
dissociative anesthetics

with hallucinogenic
compounds

can have a devastating
effect on people

with fragile brain chemistry.

So her mental condition
is probably genuine.

You know what, I'm going to go
talk to my good old buddy Brian,

see if he knows anything about
the magical mystery tour

that Lori might've been on
that night.

Hey, Brian.

Hey, Agent Booth.

Um, this is Nate Gibbons,
my film teacher.

This is Agent Booth,
I told you about.

Hello.

Hi.

You're here about Graham Hastings. Yeah.

Was he one of your students?

Yes.

He was an incredibly gifted kid.

What happened out there

was horrible.

Mm.

What are you
doing here again?

You want to find out what
happened to Graham, don't you?

Of course.

Yeah.

So what were we watching?

That's pretty cool.

Nothing, really.

It's this film I'm
doing for my degree.

Brian's being modest.

He wrote and directed
an amazing modern take on

the Gilgamesh story.

Nate produced it.

I got it accepted
into Sundance.

Oh, congratulations.

If you don't mind,
I'd like

to talk to Brian alone.

Sure.

We'll finish up later.

All right.

Call me if you need anything.

Mm-hmm.

Brian, listen, we have evidence
suggesting that, um,

Lori was taking drugs
that night in the woods.

No. Those woods are too thick.

We knew that we had to keep
our heads on straight.

So as far
as you know,

Lori Mueller wasn't
under the influence

of any hallucinogens.

No. When she was with
Graham, was she violent?

No way.

Did you know that Graham
was cheating on her?

Man, that was
none of my business.

Sure, Graham was a hound
and everyone knew it.

Maybe Lori found out,
got angry with Graham.

No, okay?

There's no way,
it wasn't her, okay?

Whacked out or not,
it wasn't her.

There was something else
out there that night.

Where are we going?
I can't see.

Don't worry, just stay close.

What is that?

You're supposed to be

looking for eastern hemlock.

It's much more effective
with your eyes open.

I just know what's going
to happen here, okay?

This is where they freak out
because they hear the witch.

Wait. There.

Did you see that?

Yeah. But where are they?
Go, go forward.

Stop.

Dense crown, fine branches,

scaly bark and wide ridges.

Those are eastern hemlocks.

Love your eyes.

Now we need a landmark.

You have to be quiet, okay?
There's something out here.

No!

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

2:37 a. m.

So?
We have a date,

plus an exact time.

I can estimate
the position of the moon

from shadowing patterns
on the forest floor.

We should be able to get
the approximate

latitude and longitude.

Graham, leave the camera!

What?! What about Lori?!

Let's just work out
the coordinates.

Yeah.

The axe was found
buried over there.

Dried blood on the trunk.

Whoa.

Make that a lot of dried
blood on the trunk.

Someone should
do a scraping here.

Where'd you find
the skull?

Buried just behind those bushes.

But there's something else.

Second skull.

I'm afraid so.

Are there any other outstanding
cases in the area?

Based on bony architecture,
this skull's consistent

with that of Graham Hastings.

I'll confirm with the blood
from the axe.

And the other skull?
Female.

Mid-30s at the
time of death,

which was between
the mid-18th

and mid-19th centuries.

This axe handle is birch.

Betula uber.

Same extinct species as the wood
fragments we found in the bone.

Almost done
with her face.

Why are you spending time
on that?

It won't help the case.

Come on, let the kids
have some fun, Mom.

Both skulls have
depressed fractures

on the parietal bones.
They could've been

killed with a blow to the head
before they were decapitated.

In Graham's case, yes,

but on the female skull...

there's evidence of new growth,
what looks like...

this person underwent
trepanation.

An antiquated form
of brain surgery.

Practiced in the 1700s

on those suspected of
witchcraft.

Do you think that skull
is your Maggie Cinders?

Of course not.

I mean, there's no way
to know, right?

I'm just saying.

It's interesting.

Hey, Bones, you know those
papers that Hodgins found

in Graham Hastings' backpack?

His hallucinogenic
ramblings?

Mm-hmm, you got it.

They were written on
the back of pages

from his screenplay.

I don't see the significance.

Graham was a film student,
of course he wrote screenplays.

Yeah, but this was a modern-day
take on the Gilgamesh story.

The same story
that Brian Andrews

is using for his film.

He stole Graham's screenplay.

Look familiar?

Where... where'd you find these?

Graham Hasting's backpack,
near his murdered body.

Care to explain why

a movie that's about
to make it to Sundance

sounds a lot like the screenplay
that your dead buddy wrote?

Look, I know
what you're thinking.

Oh, really?
Because what I think

is that you killed him.

No.
I think that you're

the one who drugged Lori, so she
wouldn't know what the hell

was going on that night. No, I didn't.

Look, I know that this may
look similar, but this is mine.

Really? Because you know
we found an E-mail

on Graham's computer,

sending you a complete
first version draft

to you.

He wanted you to read it,
get your thoughts.

So...

what'd you think?

I thought...

I thought that it was better

than anything
I could ever write.

So, yeah, you know,
after Graham was missing

a few months,

Nate thought it would be safe
to pass off as our own,

but I didn't kill Graham.

Anything else you forget
to mention, Brian?

Oh, come on, Brian.

You love the movies, right?

So, this is the time where
the innocent guy comes clean

or the guilty guy
asks for a lawyer.

Okay, so which movie is this
going to be?

That night...

Lori, when...

when I found her,
she was covered in blood.

It wasn't hers.

I was afraid.

You think she killed Graham.

It wasn't her
fault, though.

She was nuts, okay?

She said that the blood
just rained down on her.

I wanted to protect her.

So you got rid of
the bloody clothing.

I hid them in the woods.

They're still out there.

Okay, great.
You can take us there.

No! Look,

I'll tell you
what I remember,

but I'm never
going out there again.

You can lock me up
for the rest of my life.

I'm never going back out there.

The kid said
he hid her clothes

in a hollow log
near a stream.

Thanks. Angela looked
at the video again.

Tell the forensic team
to fan out across the area

south-southwest
of the cabin ruins.

Did you hear that, Lou?

Yeah, south-southwest.

Yeah, I know it gets cold
when the sun goes down, Lou.

Well, you should've
brought your blankie.

All right, just call me when
you find her clothes.

Man.

What?

He was being a baby.

I didn't say anything.
But you're looking at me

like I'm in trouble
and you're a teacher.

You're very touchy
lately, Booth. Look, Bones,

I don't know why I
didn't tell you about Cam.

Did I mention Cam?

I just didn't want it to
get weird, I guess. Weird?

We're partners, you know?

Together all
the time, right?

You're a woman
and I'm a man.

I never had a relationship

like this where
we were...

like two guys, except
you're not, you know,

a guy. Yeah.

No. No, I'm not.

Should I feel odd about...

wanting to hang out with Will?

No, of course not.

You know,
because essentially,

I mean, you're a guy like me.

But not really.

That would mean that, to me,

you are essentially a woman.

Yeah, I can see that.

No, no, no, I'd prefer
not to be a woman,

if you don't mind.
I'm merely trying

to follow
your reasoning, Booth.

Okay, fine.
What do you say we just,

you know,
we'll drop it for now.

Yeah, it's Booth.

They found the clothes.

That was fast.
Well, good work, Lou.

All right, now you can come home
before all the monsters get you.

I...

Hung up on me.

I thought it was funny.

The blood from the axe
was from Graham Hastings.

Okay, well, is the blood

on Lori Mueller's
clothes a match?

No.

Then there's another
victim out there?

Yes, and she's probably
named Bessie.

Bessie?

It's cow's blood.

The hormones
and antibiotics

confirm that it's
from a butcher shop.

Dr. Brennan.
The witch's skull

was cut with a stryker saw.

Wait. Don't you use those
in your autopsies?

They're also used
in teaching institutions.

I found a faded serial number
behind the occipital condyle.

It's from the university.

So the skull was stolen
from the medical school.

Someone set up one hell
of a horror show

I'll help in any way I can,

but I do have a class
starting in 45 minutes.

Yeah, well, you know,
it's film class.

You know what? Have
them watch Wedding Crashers.

I can assure you, Agent Booth,
that film class is a lot more

than watching movies.

Were you aware

that the medical school
at the university

has an anatomical
specimen collection?

I don't even know
what that means.

This is about Graham, right?

The research collection

can only be accessed by a
faculty member with a key card.

Yours was recorded
entering the building

last November 7-

three days before Graham
Hastings disappeared.

You often go into
a medical school

at 2:43 in the morning?

I reported my key card
missing last November.

I'm sure you'll find

a record of that. Yeah.

It's convenient.

Very convenient.

Are you accusing me
of something?

Someone
stole a skull.

Planted it in the woods

along with
animal bones

blood, weird amulets.

Tricking people into believing

that Graham
was murdered by a ghost.

Okay, but why?

Why would I possibly want
to do something like that?

Ride his coattails, you know.
Escape the faculty ghetto.

He shut you out.

And maybe you were feeling
just a little... bitter

about that, huh, teach?

I'm entitled
to an attorney, aren't I?

Okay, maybe it was Graham

who stole the skull himself.

Are you suggesting it was

some convoluted
suicide scheme?

He chopped off
his own head?

No. Right? Look,
I'm just saying,

things, they got
out of hand, right?

He wanted to make it look
like a documentary, right?

As scary as possible. So, he
sets everything up, right?

He gets Nate to help
him out that night,

but Nate sees
an opportunity.

No one knows
he's out there

and before you know,
it's chop-chop,

and I'm going
to Hollywood.

I found someone else
in the woods.

At least, I think
it's a person.

Have you finished
with the particulates

from the axe handle?

I've determined that the
assailant was wearing

rough-hewn leather gloves,
but I still have to check...

Then why
are you in here?

Because
I want him here.

Okay.

Look, I ran it through

a mass-recognition program.

That's Graham.

And that is our mystery guest.

It's not Brian?

No.

Different height and weight.

This person is about six-one.

As you can see,
that includes a head.

So, it's definitely not Maggie.

Nate Gibbons

is about six-one.

I'll ask Will

if he can tell us anything about

Graham and
his teacher.

Maybe he threatened him.

His professor?

Did Graham tell
you anything about

his relationship
with him?

Yeah, he said
the guy wanted

to help produce his film,

but Graham said he wanted
to do it on his own.

His professor is
producing his film.

Brian stole Graham's
screenplay.

He and the professor
are making it.

The teacher killed
Graham for a script?

Make his career.

Brian's, too.

I've seen people
murdered for a lot less.

It's not certain yet.

We're just looking
for evidence that...

links one or two of them
to the remains.

With all this going on,

when I'm with you...

I feel like

everything's gonna be okay.

I'd like to see the world
the way you do.

Then you'd be looking

at a very beautiful woman.

Preliminary tests show
only one type of DNA on the axe,

but now the follow-up tests

are showing two.

Something wrong with our

electrophoresis
machine?

No, I double-checked it.

So this means you got
the killer's DNA.

Right. Attacker
must have been cut

by Graham during the struggle.

I'm trying to separate out the
two types of DNA, but it's hard.

That's easy. I'll just
get a warrant

for a blood sample
for Nate Gibbons.

The glove fragments

on the handle were coated

with diammonium
phosphate

and a guar gum-derivative
thickener.

You speak English?

It's a flame-retardant.

Exactly. Isn't that only used
by professional firefighters?

Wait, Graham's brother.
He's a firefighter.

He's also about
six-foot-one, right?

And, he has a head.

That explains why

it looks like there was
only one blood source.

Siblings share so many
of the same chromosomes.

Will Hastings
killed his brother.

That certainly
explains my result.

Brennan.
Wait, she's with him now.

...that's your
opinion.

I don't think you're the one
that should be telling me...

Booth.

What are you doing here?

I'm sorry.

You're under arrest
for the murder

of your brother, Graham Hastings. What?

You have the right
to remain silent.

What is this, Booth?

He did it.

Cam found his blood

on the axe, and Hodgins
found chemicals that

only a firefighter
would have access to.

I didn't kill Graham.

We fought, that's all.

You were out there
in the woods that night?

Please don't look at me
like that. Please.

I was just helping
my brother.

He said the film
was going to make him famous.

So you got the animal bones

the blood, and you made
the chopping sound with the axe.

He wanted me
to stay out of sight.

But the girl, Lori,

he slipped her drugs

and she was screaming,

and I said I wasn't
going to help anymore.

And I said I
wouldn't throw

the blood on her, so he did it,

and she went crazy.
You saw her.

Graham did that to her.

Will.

I had to stop him, okay?

I can't be
responsible

for raising a monster like that.

So you hit him with the axe.

He was just
lying there, and I was

waiting for
him to move.

And I've never... I never
even hit him before, no matter

how difficult he got.
And then you chopped off

his head and you buried him

to make it look
like some witch did it.

No. She did it.

She did it.

Maggie Cinders was

out there that
night and she

made me do it.

She told me never
to tell anybody.

Maggie Cinders made me
cut off his head.

That's the only
way it could happen.

You know me.

He was my brother.

I could never kill

my own brother.

It was her.

What are you waiting for, Booth?

You have the right
to remain silent...

No!
Understand me?

Anything you say...

Wait. Wait, please.

...will be used against you
in a court of law.

Please, don't go.

It wasn't me. It wasn't me.

The FBI

needs me to finish
cataloguing

the restored footage.

It's cool.

I don't have anywhere
else to go.

You've been great
today, Hodgins.

No, no.

I haven't seen
that piece.

Yeah, I was working
on it before.

It just finished rendering.

Uh, could, could
be a reflection.

Had to be.

Or some moonlight.

Yeah.

Uh, moonlight
sounds right.

Can I stay

at your place tonight?

Sure.

No problem.

I sure know how to pick 'em,

Don't I?

Well, you know.

Our perceptions are always
colored by what we hope

and what we fear, what we love.

We do the best we can.

I'm afraid my best
isn't good enough.

I can read bones, not people.

I don't know.

You had no trouble
seeing through me.

It's a good thing

I like being alone.

You know what?
Bones, you're not alone.

Okay? Come on.

Booth.

Hey, you're my partner.

Okay? It's a guy hug.

Take it.

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