All language subtitles for Bones S03E06 - Intern in the Incinerator [YIFY]

Smoke comes out of the vents
into the first four break rooms.

You're sure you turned
the flame down last night?

Totally, 100% guaranteed,
positively sure.

Alarm's gone off before,
but the smoke was always gray.

One time, a possum
got stuck in the shaft.

- Smoke came out like this.
- Dr. Addy was conducting an experiment

on a pig yesterday.

I told all them eggheads

not to toss dead animals
down the incinerator shaft.

Since when do they listen to us?

Holy crap!

Definitely not pork.

At 400 degrees, bone chars in six hours,

and turns to ash in eight.

Charring, no ash.

Six to eight hours?

Dumped into the incinerator
between 1:00 and 3:00 a.m.

Alive or dead before he or
she went into the incinerator?

Can't tell yet.

- What's that?
- Guest log.

No visitors checked out
after 9:36 last night,

no one checked in
before 8:02 this morning.

Meaning the victim probably works here.

Meaning the killer does, too.

Pubic bone is female.

There's no carbon in the trachea.

She was dead before
she was thrown down the chute.

Extensive fissures, fractures and breaks

to the entire skeleton.

I'll have Zack determine
which were caused by heat

and which by trauma.

Heads up.

They called Bancroft in
from a hearing on the Hill.

Who's Bancroft again?

God!

The Supreme Honcho of the Jeffersonian.

I think I met him once.

Okay, I am ready to start
the facial reconstruction.

I haven't put on
tissue depth markers yet.

I haven't finished removing
all the carbonized brain matter.

Once you've done that,
Zack can clean the skull.

Are you all right?

What's wrong?

I'm fine.

I'll start after
the tissue markers are...

Let me know.

What the hell was that about?

Bones S03E06
"Intern in the incinerator"

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You won't like it.

Like what?

I've ID'd the victim.

That's impossible.

- Told you you wouldn't like it.
- There are no tissue markers.

You can't just look at a skull
and see the person.

I've done hundreds
of these reconstructions.

The depressed glabella,

the narrow nasal aperture,
the chipped lateral incisor.

You can see a face from that?

The chipped tooth was
from a skiing accident...

when she was 16.

you know the victim personally?

Kristen Reardon.

She's an intern.

We had coffee a couple of times.

She didn't want to be a scientist.

She wanted to go into design.

She was just here to
make her father happy.

She was young and...

eager and keen and...

She was just really, really young.

Wait. Reardon?

As in Dr. Ted Reardon?

- Yeah. He used to work here.
- I took a course from him

in Ancient Pharmacology.

Look, I know we can't say anything
until you do the tissue markers

and we go through channels,
but I'm telling you,

I know that this is Kristen.

Poor Ted.

You want to know something else?

She was seeing somebody who worked here.

Is that relevant?

Well, Booth will think so.

Especially since it was a married man.

Did she tell you who?

No.

Just that they had had their first kiss

at the opening of that Egyptian exhibit,

and that it had been hot
and heavy ever since.

I'm sorry, Ange.

No, I'm sorry.

I'm just really freaked out by this one.

- Because you know the victim.
- And the killer.

I mean, look around.

Do you like thinking
that somebody we see every day

could have thrown Kristen
into the incinerator?

How can I aid your investigation?

Well, Dr. Bancroft,

I'd like printouts
from the Jeffersonian Security

detailing who was and...

was not in the building.

- Done.
- I'd also appreciate it

if you would tell your people
to cooperate with the FBI.

Yes. Of course, agent Booth.

I don't know if you've had much cause
to work with scientists.

Difficult people by nature.

Combative, skeptical, resistant.

I've noticed.

- Have you identified the victim?
- Unofficially,

An intern by the name
of Kristen Reardon.

No relation to Ted Reardon?

His daughter.

Dr. Reardon left the Jeffersonian
for Georgetown University?

In the interests of full disclosure,
I was instrumental in that move.

You fired him.

- I facilitated a necessary change.
- Necessary change?

Excellent scientist, poor administrator.
Does Reardon know about his daughter?

Dr. Brennan is informing him now.

I'd like to be kept in the loop on this.

Within the constraints
of the law, of course.

Sure.

Ted Reardon? Victim's father?

Bones is telling him
his daughter's dead.

Rumor has it Bancroft banished
Reardon from the Jeffersonian

because he felt threatened politically.

I know. Let's leave Bones to it.

Would it be insensitive to mention

that my father's
60th birthday is coming up?

60 already?

We're having a big birthday dinner
for him on Thursday night.

You give him my best.

Do it yourself.
You have to come with me.

What? No. Not your family.

I can't spend the night
defending the fact

that I still live alone to my family.

You never told them we broke up?

You wanna make a man miserable on
his 60th birthday.

You want me to pretend
that I'm your boyfriend?

Yes. Between 6:30 and 10:00 on Thursday.

Camille, you're an adult.

You can't live your life afraid
of what your family thinks.

Seeley, it's not going
to be like this forever.

One day, he'll die.

Tough going in there?

I've never had to tell
someone his child is dead.

I've been there when you did it
but to actually...

It's extremely unpleasant.

Listen, did you get a chance to...

ask him about his daughter's love life?

Yes. He said, as far as he knew,
she wasn't seeing anyone.

Kristen was lying to her father.

Dr. Brennan, is it true?

Kristen Reardon is dead?

Evan, Special Agent Booth.

He's in charge
of the murder investigation.

Dr. Evan Klimkew,
Kristen Reardon's supervisor.

Murder? Kristen was murdered?

What did Kristen Reardon do?

Authentications.

Other museums and high-end collectors,

use us to authenticate
their acquisitions.

- That a big department?
- Three to five interns,

all doctoral candidates,

my assistant and myself. That's it.

It's a competive environment.

Of course. You put a bunch of neurotic,
type-A overachievers together,

you dangle a prize over their heads...

Dr. Klimkew is referring
to the Bates Fellowship.

The top intern receives $75,000
and a gold star on their resume.

Kristen was the front-runner.

I had heard that her heart wasn't in it.

Didn't show in her work.

God, this is terrible.

Does her father know?

Who was her main rival
for the Bates money?

That would be Neil Tyler.

Neil Tyler. Where can I find him?

We're authenticating the artifacts
in your serial killer vault.

So what does your wife think of these...

you know, these late hours?

I'm separated.

- That's your answer.
- Are you seeing anyone now?

Are you serious?

It's a murder investigation, Evan.

No. I'm not seeing anyone.

Thank you, Dr. Klimkew.

This spinner appears
to be Masonic in origin...

bloodstone, gold...

But what's interesting is,
in the center,

instead of the traditional "G" for God,

there's a skull.

Gormogon iconography.

Strange.

We've been seeing a lot of that in here.

Gormogon? Okay, what's that?

- It's an 18th century...
- It's an extinct...

group dedicated to eradicating
the influence of the Freemasons

and Illuminati in Europe
in the 18th century.

That could be the largest collection
of Gormogon artifacts in the world.

That's great. You and Kristen
were here last night?

That's right.

Kristen worked there.

I signed out around midnight.

Kristen stayed longer, like always.

Okay. A little resentful there?

I worked my way through state college.

I've got a second job,
which is why I had to leave early.

Kristen went to an Ivy League
school, and Dad's got connections.

Who do you think needed
the Bates Fellowship more?

Oh, the way I hear it, you're next in
line for a big payday, pal.

I liked Kristen, and she liked me.

Check the logs. I wasn't here.

Do you know who Kristen was seeing?

You mean like romantically? No.

Only that it was an older guy,
and she said I was going to be

really surprised when
I found out who it was.

How about you? You married?

I'm gay, Agent Booth.

Excuse me.

What do you got?

Kristen Reardon's bag.

Ah, cell phone...

Logs.

The bag tells us that Kristen wasn't
leaving the museum

- when she met with her killer.
- A lot of calls to the same number.

- Let's hope it's our cheating husband.
- Kristen was authenticating artifacts

from the Gormogon Vault.

- Let's not go there.
- If Gormogon killed her,

then Gormogon is one of us...

somebody who works at the Jeffersonian.

You went there.

What?

You went there and you
gave him a nickname.

- That just happened, right?
- You saw that?

- Who is it?
- Is he dead?

Yes, but only because
he was never alive.

- You got to be kidding me.
- Look at this.

The Gestapo's interfering
with free inquiry.

Guys, just let 'em go. And if they try
to escape, shoot 'em.

- What's with the dummy, dummies?
- Not a dummy. It's an ersatz skeleton

made from glass and reinforced nylon,

which breaks exactly like human bone.

We threw it from the top floor.

Explicate your process, please.

Using bone density tables,
we duplicated Kristen's

exact height and weight.

For God's sake, why?

To prove that Kristen Reardon was dead
before her skull fractured

from falling down the incinerator chute.

- we already know that.
- We re-created her bone density

and found that her skull
would not have fractured

in the way it did from a fall
less than 25 meters.

"Oh," what? English, please.

That tells us the body was put
in the trash chute

on the top floor of our building.

The office suites.
It's always the suits, baby.

Hey, I work suits.

Yes, yes, you do.

All right, that's it. No shooting of
the squints tonight. Sorry.

All right, good work. Let's go, Bones.

Kristen Reardon was stabbed to death.

Aorta and left lung both punctured.

Whoa. She bleed a lot?

Through the wound, through her mouth.
Copious amounts.

Booth, everyone's coming
around to the opinion

that Kristen Reardon's death had
something to do with the Gormogon Vault.

See, we got to squelch that one
'cause that will totally shift the focus

- of this investigation.
- You might have noticed,

but these people are tough to squelch.

They're always telling
us not to jump to conclusions.

But when they do,
it's called a "quantum leap."

Jump, leap, tomato, "tomato,"
what's the difference?

Look, um, does the name
Aldridge mean anything to you?

Rings a bell, yeah. Why?

'Cause there was no blood near the
incinerator chute on the top floor.

The body could have been wrapped
in plastic or transported in a tub.

There's a Dr. Kyle Aldridge,

heads up the Middle East
department. Why?

Hmm, do they have offices
in this building?

Middle East department is in
Building S, but it joins up

to this building by a skyway. Why?

What floor does the skyway connect with?

Top floor. I'm gonna ask why again,
and this time you're gonna tell me.

This guy Aldridge's number's
all over Kristen's cell phone.

Just hold on.

Yeah, it's Booth.

Check out all the offices in the
adjoining building on the top floor.

Start with a Dr. K. Aldridge.

Cam, this case?

Yes, you still have to come
to my father's birthday dinner.

I didn't even bring that up.

- Nice try.
- Nice try what?

I didn't even...

Ah, the good life. Dr. Kyle Aldridge.

Mansion next to Teddy
Kennedy on Dupont Circle?

A 60-foot yacht and...

a vacation home in the Hamptons.

I wish I'd paid more attention
during science class.

Intelligence is not a matter
of will, Agent Booth.

So it's not a character flaw to be less
intelligent than someone else.

Yeah. Listen, I appreciate the pep talk.

Listen, our first suspect
would usually be your wife,

but since she's been in Venice
for a month...

Venice.

So how is it that somebody who makes

80 grand a year can lend
Ted Kennedy his lawn mower

and afford to send his wife
off to Venice?

My wife's family is very generous.

How generous do you think they would be
if they found out that you were...

bonking an intern?

They teach you that technique
at Quantico?

Spring vulgarities on the unsuspecting
suspect,

and he will confess all?

Are you confessing all?

To the affair or to murder?

Excuse me, agent Booth. There's
something you're gonna want to see

in Dr. Aldridge's workroom.

Lights, please?

Look at all that blood.

This cart explains how the body
was transported over

to the incinerator chute.

This must be where Kristen
Reardon was actually murdered.

All right, put the lights on.

OK, Dr. Aldridge, I'd like to ask
you a few questions

about the murder of Kristen Reardon.

We gonna go willingly?

I never liked Kyle Aldridge.

He told me once that having a high IQ
was no excuse not to bathe.

I don't believe it.

No, those were his exact words,
"No excuse not to bathe."

What do you got?

Consistent with the trauma
to the left lung and aorta,

the C-7 vertebrae and the fifth rib

were both nicked at a 67-degree angle,

suggesting a single point of entry.

Through the back?

The serial killer eats human flesh.

Kyle Aldridge is a vegetarian.

So was Hitler.

We're calling him "Gormogon" now.

Excellent name
and historically accurate.

People, you have to stop assuming
that Gormogon was in any way

- involved in Kristen's death.
- Why?

It's somewhere between
a possibility and probability.

Kyle Aldridge is not a cannibal.

But he may have killed his girlfriend.
Do you see the difference?

So, eyes on the evidence, okay?

Go.

Zack provided me with a fragment.

Retrieved from the fifth rib.

- Running it through the GC mass spec.
- What about the incinerator?

I analyzed the ashes in the incinerator

and found carbonized traces of
Cedrus libani.

It's a species of cedar fir
from Lebanon.

The Middle East is Aldridge's
area of study.

And the Mesopotamians used cedar as
an odor neutralizer

during funerals to mask
the smell of burning flesh.

Can you see Aldridge committing
a crime of passion

and using his knowledge to cover it up?

I guess.

He's kind of...

Exactly how well doyou know Aldridge?

We had drinks.

I don't sleep with married men.

You're married,

and you sleep with men
besides your husband.

What's the difference?

Why do you want me
to interrogate Aldridge?

Because he thinks I'm stupid.

- You're not.
- Thanks, Bones, I know.

Listen, during the interrogation, always
refer to the victim by her first name.

You're the one that told me
that personalizing the victim

doesn't work with
sociopathic serial killers.

They lack all empathy. You told me that.

We are not looking for Gorgonzola today.

Gormogon. Gor-mo-gon.

We're looking for someone who murdered
one girl and tossed her down

an incinerator chute. Entirely different
kind of a guy, so inside.

Don't tell me... Don't...
You're not bossing me... Stop it.

Kyle Aldridge seduced my daughter?

That's what we hope to find out, Doc.

There's definitely Kristen's
blood on your worktable.

That proves only she was killed
in my workroom.

Why am I talking to you?

What time did you leave
the Jeffersonian that night?

Shortly after 11:00.

Dr. Brennan, surely I merit
someone higher up the food chain

than an FBI consultant.

Kyle, I know you get everything you want

by flaunting your superior intellect,

but that won't work with me.

Why is that?

Because I'm smarter than you are.

So why don't we do the rational thing
and cut to the chase?

Were you having an affair with Kristen?

- I'm not willing to comment on that.
- Again, I know you were.

You first kissed at the opening
of the Egyptian Exhibit.

Obviously, Kristen was indiscreet.

If your wife knew about Kristen,
she'd leave you, correct?

And you'd no longer be rich.

See, the FBI, they call that a "motive."

They think you did this, Dr. Aldridge.

And so far, the evidence
is on their side.

Can you tell me anything

that would suggest otherwise?

Yes.

But first I need to speak with a lawyer

and make arrangements with a
federal prosecutor.

Sounds like you want to cut a deal.

I've told you what I need.

So either have me arrested

or let me make those arrangements.

- All right, thank you, Doctor.
- Okay.

You look great!

I mean that objectively,
not as your fake boyfriend.

Thank you.

Hey, got your dad a universal remote.

Even bought the batteries.

Oh. He'll never let us break up.

So, am I driving?

No, my sister's picking us up.
But of course, she's late.

Okay. Maybe she's late
because there was traffic.

Maybe she's late 'cause there
was a sale.

Great. It's gonna be one
of those nights.

Hey, it's not me. She's the jealous,
competitive one.

- You don't think so?
- Look, I'm thinking it's your family.

I am an innocent bystander

with a universal remote and batteries

trying not to get hit
by shrapnel, that's all.

Ready. Sorry. Dad is in the car.

Okay, let me get my things.

There was traffic.
Not that she'd believe me.

No, traffic, that's
exactly what she said.

This is gonna be fun.

Yeah, everyone talking about how
perfect Cam's life is.

No, Cam's life is not so perfect.

You have a lot going for you.

Yeah?

Yeah.

What's not so great?

Are you and Cam...

What?

No.

- I should've never have said anything.
- Oh, you poor baby.

Okay, Felicia...

You don't have to say anything.

I'm here, that's all you need to know.

Okay.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Yeah, okay. You look great.

Doesn't she look beautiful?

She looks beautiful! God, I'm so lucky

to have you as my girlfriend.

Easy, big guy, it's gonna be all night.

Tell me about it.

You know, Jack,

you are actually a better
candidate to be Gormogon

than Kyle Aldridge.

Really?

You're brilliant...

paranoid about conspiracies...

I say that lovingly...

with limitless resources.

I'm not Gormogon.

I don't kill people and eat their faces.

I'm not waging a secret
war against anybody.

Great. Now, if I can only get the other
thousand or so people who work here

to convince me,
maybe I can sleep tonight.

Oh, I'll help you get to sleep tonight.

What's in your file?

GC mass spec analysis

of the fragment we pulled
from Kristen's rib.

It's 800-year-old copper.

Wait a minute.
The murder weapon is an artifact?

I thought we'd see if we can match
any of the weapons

in the Jeffersonian to the sample.

Well, there is one item.

An 800-year-old copper spear tip.

The authentication department checked
it out two weeks ago to a...

Dr. Kyle Aldridge

in the Middle Eastern Department.

Checked it out from where?

The Gormogon Vault.

Tell us about this piece, Dr. Klimkew.

The spearhead is genuine... decorative,

probably brought back
as a souvenir of the Crusades

by a Templar Knight in 1200 or 1300 A.D.

Go ahead, Hodgins.

What are you doing?

Did you see Kyle Aldridge the night
that Kristen Reardon was murdered?

Yes. What is he doing
with the spearhead?

It's phenolphthalein.

It won't affect the copper.

But if blood is present,
it'll turn pink.

So, what time did you see the doctor?

11:00... in the parking lot.

Did you talk?

Kyle Aldridge doesn't really talk to
anyone beneath him, which is everyone.

It's not the weapon we're looking for.
I'll put it back.

Did you know about Aldridge and Kristen?

- As a couple?
- Yes.

- Kristen told you?
- No, I caught them making out.

Frankly, I've been surprised ever since
that Aldridge didn't use his friendship

with Bancroft to have me transferred
to some dig in Darfur.

Help!

I need some help back here!

What?

Booth! Booth!

Hold on, hold on.

Easy, easy.

- I'll call an ambulance.
- We don't need an ambulance.

He's already dead.

That concludes the autopsy
of Dr. Kyle Aldridge.

Written report to follow.

Booth saw Aldridge's widow.

He sent her a suicide note by e-mail

apologizing for the affair with Kristen

and confessing to the killing.

Aldridge did not kill himself.

The ligature which was a
silk cord from the vault

didn't break his hyoid.

What was the cause of death?
I'm stumped.

No significant trauma, no cardiac
arrest, aneurysm or hematoma.

Plus, I did a full tox screen...
organics, inorganics,

heavy metals, even cardiac glycosides.

All negative.

Well, he was hung up in the vault.

It all circles back to the vault.

It all circles back to the
authentications department

who happened to be working in the vault.

Why don't you and Booth think that
Gormogon is behind these murders?

Because as far as we know, he only kills
males. And snacks on them.

Plus, there are far too many
other reasonable suspects.

Like who?

The victim's father.

Ted Reardon?

He saw you question Aldridge.
Booth said he went pale with anger.

When did he say that?

Oh, we had dinner the other
night when we...

had dinner.

This cord is actually a hanging rope
from England,

circa 1650.

In those days when sentenced to death,
nobles often chose a silk cord

rather than rough hempen rope.

It'd be cool to know who else
might've died on this cord.

If it came from the vault, the cord
probably can't lead us to the murderer.

Au contraire.

The killer left DNA.

In order to hoist Aldridge,

the killer wrapped the cord
around his forearm and pulled.

- He left some skin behind?
- Yeah, and hair.

Nice job, Hodgins.

We find the guy, we can do a DNA match.

King of the lab.

The skeletal muscles
are pulling away from the bone.

What's his potassium level?

blood serum contains...

ten milligrams per 100 milliliters.

Elevated, but non-fatal.

It's odd, though, because
his kidneys were healthy,

no signs of Addison's or any medication.

Succinylcholine.

- A muscle relaxant?
- In high doses,

it stops the heart and lungs.

Right.

The body turns succinylcholine
into potassium,

which occurs naturally in the body,
so it's not detected as a toxin.

Succinylcholine is one of the
earliest anesthetics known to man.

Guess how I know that.

I read Dr. Reardon's book, too.

Why are you here?

I'm just waiting for Cam
to finish cutting up Aldridge.

She's done.

Why are you here in my area?

Cam's sister kissed me.

Dude...

Don't call me "dude". All right, listen,
I was supposed to be Cam's boyfriend,

but only between the hours
of 6:30 and 10:00.

She kissed me at 6:20,

so technically, that doesn't even count.

Cam went to her office to get something,
Felicia, she just grabbed me

and planted one on me.

I didn't even see it coming. I didn't
even have a defense maneuver planned.

All right, all right, how are you, uh...
How are you gonna bring it to Cam?

What?
Why would I do that?

You want her to find out
from her sister?

Wow, this is worse
than when we were a couple.

Sorry.

I really should take my gun
out and shoot you now.

I'm sorry, man. No, it's serious.

You're not helping.

Look, I have a son. If I thought someone
hurt him, I'd want to hang him.

I didn't kill Kyle Aldridge.

He was a political enemy who slept with
your daughter then killed her

after she threatened to tell his wife.

Juries understand situations like that.

There's no proof Kyle Aldridge
killed my daughter.

- Do you need proof?
- Yes. And for a jury

to be sympathetic to me,
they'd need proof as well.

Do you have that proof, Agent Booth?

Aldridge didn't die from hanging.

Succinylcholine poisoning
can't be proven.

Right.

Nobody knows that better than you.

You literally wrote the book on it, Doc.

So...

Can you roll up your sleeves, please?

This is a sample of 800-year-old bronze.

- Why am I interested in that?
- Because we found a fragment

of 800-year-old copper
in Kristen Reardon.

- Different metals, right.
- Copper is an ingredient in bronze.

And when Angela accused me
of being Gormogon,

- It started me thinking.
- Angela accused you of being Gormogon?

It started me thinking that you and
Booth could be right.

I am not Gormogon.

Booth and I could be right about what?

I put the serial killer
in the vault out of my mind

and started considering Kristen's murder
as its own singular

occurrence... what?

From the outside, you are a pretty good
candidate to be Gormogon.

It's possible...

that the copper in Kristen's
wound was unalloyed chip

from a larger piece of bronze.

Like a chocolate chip that
didn't melt in the cake mix.

And the Jeffersonian's full
of bronze weapons.

None of which are in Gormogon's vault.

Are you able to match a bronze weapon
to a copper fragment?

Theoretically.

It would take about 200 years to test
every bronze weapon in the Jeffersonian.

I might be able to help with that.

I worked up a 3-D model
of Kristen's murder,

and I noticed something.

This is Kristen.

The angle of attack
was exactly 67 degrees.

As you can see, the weapon
went right through her.

- Which is weird.
- Why?

We've been assuming that Kristen
was stabbed.

Someone would have to be awfully tall
to stab downward at that angle.

And incredibly strong.

Six foot eight and 300 pounds.

No one at the Jeffersonian
looks like that.

It'd be pretty tough for someone
like that to sneak in.

Alternative explanations?

- Projectile.
- Blood stain analysis

indicates Kristen was killed
on Aldridge's work table.

And there's no evidence
on the surface suggesting

that a projectile exited Kristen's
body and struck the table.

But...

Kristen was impaled?

Like a piece of paper
on a message spike.

Visualize a sharp object on the table

at a fixed 67-degree angle.

The object impales Kristen
through the posterior thorax.

Exits her anterior thorax.

Still at a 67-degree angle.

The only rational conclusion is
the death itself was accidental.

Dr. Aldridge gets in a tiff
with his young girlfriend.

She pulls out her phone,
threatens to call his wife.

They argue, Aldridge
reaches for the phone,

- The girl falls back under the table.
- If you call Aldridge by his name,

you really should call
"the girl" by her name.

At which point, he panics and throw
Ms. Reardon down the incinerator chute.

Overcome with remorse, he arranges to
meet with the federal attorney

to confess, but before he can do that,
guilt destroys him.

He hangs himself in the vault,

symbolically aligning himself
with the serial killer.

Aldridge arranged to meet
the federal attorney?

Through the Jeffersonian
in-house counsel.

- Most likely to confess.
- Why didn't he just confess

during Dr. Brennan's interrogation?

"The guilt being great,
the fear doth still exceed."

"And extreme fear

"can neither fight nor fly,

but coward-like
with trembling terror die."

Unfortunately for Mr. Shakespeare,

Dr. Aldridge didn't
actually commit suicide.

He died of succinylcholine poison.

It's my understanding that
that can't be proven.

At least not to court standards.

I think you'll find that my explanation
will satisfy any inquest inquiry.

Dr. Bancroft, it's our
professional opinion

here in the forensics lab,
that Dr. Aldridge was murdered.

Fine. Prove it.

But watch your backs.

Because if I'm wrong and you're right,

that means there's still
a serial killer out there.

And if I were the killer,
you'd be next, Ms. Montenegro.

Why me?

Well, you identified the Reardon girl,

You figuered out this hologramatic
impalement scenario

Be careful.

I feel like I was just threatened.

I've checked every bronze weapon
in the Jeffersonian

that matches Angela's criteria.

None are consistent with the
fragment removed from Kristen.

I was here looking for weapons
hat was smuggled in.

Okay, what were those noises?

There is no way to smuggle
an 800-year-old bronze weapon

into the Jeffersonian.

No, we have X-rays,
guards, metal detectors.

You come in with anything bigger
than a watch, they search you.

You two are geniuses...
how would you do it?

Its absolutely impossible.

Unless you mail it.

Oh, yeah, right, there's that.

What?!

If you mail something to the
Jeffersonian,

it doesn't need to be cleared
by customs or security.

Okay, you're saying if I want to get a
stolen artifact into the United States,

all I have to do is mail it
to the Jeffersonian?

Technically yes, but the fact is,

we check and report all items
to the government.

Okay, who's "we"?

The Authentications Department.

Oh, okay,

you mean a bunch of starving interns

who work here during the summer.

Interns keep detailed records
of every item they authenticate.

Access Kristen Reardon's log.

I suppose Gormogon could
have mailed himself

to the Jeffersonian, stole an
I.D. and simply walked out.

This had nothing to do with Goobagon.

- Gormogon.
- Whatever.

How many times do I have to say that?

I don't have the necessary clearance.

Let me try.

- Neither do I.
- Excuse me.

Wait, you have a password?

Yeah, Cam's.

What? She won't mind.

Kristen Reardon worked on a lot of
16th-century Baroque wood carvings.

I know your password, too.

It's "daffodil."

- I never told you that.
- What? I got eyes.

I mean, you guys aren't
exactly CIA material.

Daffodil?

What? They're pretty.

Looks like Kristen might have worked
on some Luristan bronzes.

Any from the 13th century?

Yeah, tools, utensils, sculptures...

- What's Luristan?
- Persia...

You mean Iran? Or Iraq?

Since the war, Iraqi
museums have been looted,

and their pieces are being
sold on the black market.

This murder has nothing to do with
the vault or a serial killer.

Kristen Reardon was a smuggler?

More than likely killed by a smuggler.

She goes to report something
and the smuggler kills her.

I'll have Zack check all these as
possible murder weapons.

And I'm changing my password.

Daisy?

- How did you know?
- It's your second favorite flower.

I know you, Bones.

Try a planet.

Jupiter.

- I owe you.
- No, you don't.

I do.

It took the pressure off.

I even reconnected with Felicia.

She kissed me.

- What?
- I swear I didn't see it coming.

She just planted it on me.

Like a peck on the cheek,
or the full meal?

- Why does that even matter?
- Full meal.

- I don't believe it.
- What's the big deal?

I mean, you and I aren't actually...
going out.

She thought she stole you away from me,
that's why she was so nice.

You.

What?

- You kissed back.
- No, no, no, there was no "kiss back."

You know, my lips,
they may have parted for a second...

Hi, ready for lunch? Hi.

Don't say hello to her.

How could you make a move
on my boyfriend?

He said things weren't so
great between you guys.

You didn't think
you should ask me first?

Sorry, didn't seem he
was all that into you.

Time out. Let's get real here, okay?

You are actually fighting over something
that does not even exist.

What?

We don't go out anymore.
We broke up a long time ago.

And you brought him for Dad so
he'd still think...

You know how Dad is.
I'd never hear the end of it.

You saw how he lit up
when he got that remote.

- It can handle up to eight devices...
- We know, Booth.

Why didn't you tell me
you guys split up?

You want him, take him. I don't care.

- I don't want him.
- You don't?

I was trying to get back at you

- for being so perfect all the time.
- So you admit it.

Like you're a saint.

She used to go into my closet
with all my dolls

and say that they were having a party,
but I wasn't invited.

You were five,
and they did not like you.

Typical. Start a fight so we miss lunch.

You made reservations?
I'm surprised.

I thought we'd have to eat
from a cart on the street.

You two can have lunch after all this?

Please. Like you can ruin a meal?

Okay, that's it.
I don't know who you think...

Don't raise your voice to her, Seeley.

- What?
- Let's go. Let him calm down.

Why did you guys break up?
What did he do?

It wasn't me. I...

This is the most likely murder weapon.

It's an antelope.

Actually, it's a oryx.

That's a type of antelope.

I was being precise.

You used to appreciate that.

67 degrees. Exactly.

Oryx on table, struggle, Kristen Reardon
is impaled on the oryx.

Good work, Zack.

Let's swab the sculpture,
see if there's any DNA evidence.

It's not here.

What do you mean it's not here anymore?

According to Jeffersonian records,
the oryx was mailed to Box 99,

Poplar Street Post Office in Arlington.

The Jeffersonian is being used
to smuggle Iraqi artifacts?

Has the FBI been informed about this?

Yes, Dr. Bancroft.

Agent Booth and Dr. Brennan
are trying to arrange

to have the post office
staked out by tomorrow.

Good. Good... That's good.

It's Cam.

I told him.

You were right. He wasn't happy
when I said the FBI already knew.

Let's see if he's a part of it, or just
another ass-covering bureaucrat.

Good hunting.

Little game there, Bones...

who shows up for the Iraqi Bambi?

There are a number
of possible candidates.

Come on, I mean it's a stakeout.

Play with me. Speculate.

My money's on Bancroft.

The head of the Jeffersonian? Why?

He's a dill weed.

You think he's a murderer just
because you don't like him?

Bones, it's a game.

Well, there's no way it's Bancroft.
He has a doctorate.

Dr. Kevorkian has a doctorate.

Oh. So does that guy.

Dr. Klimkew.

During a murder investigation,

you uncovered my smuggling operation?

Man, that is bad, bad luck.

What about the murders, Evan?

Kristen Reardon and Kyle Aldridge?

No, I'm afraid that their
deaths are on your hands.

How do you figure?

This silver skeleton Gormogon
serial killer is obviously involved.

You brought him into our house.

No, I can only take responsibility

for smuggling this oryx
into the country.

Get your hands off the murder weapon.

We know what happened.

I was there.

But it wasn't me who pushed
Kristen onto that table.

It was Aldridge.

Now... why would he do that?

Uh, love gone wrong,

I don't know, but Aldridge said

that if I didn't help him
dispose of the body,

he'd expose my smuggling deal
and I would go to prison.

Well, that's it then,
huh, Bones? Case closed.

Wait. Well, except...

somebody killed Kyle Aldridge.

He hanged himself.

Rope burns.

Look at that.

Well, we think you killed
Kristen Reardon...

probably by accident.

We know you killed Kyle Aldridge.

Premeditated.

And I'm confident we can prove it

beyond reasonable doubt to a jury.

It's over, Evan.

Do either of you know a good lawyer?

Okay, don't take it so hard.

I'm not taking anything hard.

What are we, Russian?

Nostrovia. Yeah.

I'll tell you what else I know.

What you're taking hard

is the fact that it happened
in your house.

It's not my house.

Not where you sleep, okay?

Your favorite place, the house of
reason, the Jeffersonian.

- It's not my favorite place.
- Yes, it is.

What? No, it's no...
How do you know?

Daffodil.

Daisy.

Jupiter.

Okay. I'll tell you what else I know.

You were hoping that it was Gorgonzola.

Gormogon. Ah!

So you admit it.

But accidentally.

Does... does that count? Yes.

Look, all the scientists and the squints

and the eggheads, they wanted
it to be a serial killer,

- so it wouldn't be one of them.
- Them?

- You.
- Me?

One of you.

You were all offended
that it was one of you.

You know what?

- I am offended.
- I just said that.

I'm offended, because...

... because, I...

Because you were betrayed
by one of your own.

Yes.

Are you going to betray me?

No.

Nonetheless, I shall be vigilant.

Nonetheless?

I'm not going to have
a headache tomorrow, am I?

Well, we're going to find out.

Hodgins and Zack...
they do their experiments,

we do ours.

- To Gargonzola.
- Gormogon.

You missed.

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