All language subtitles for Bones S04E16 The Salt in the Wounds

Operations says we got
a black ice alert on the bridges.

Weather guys are like psychics, man.
They don't know squat.

I went to a psychic once.
Talked to my mother.

Mom even bothered me dead.

- All of the bridges?
- All of them!

Okay, fill me up!

- What's up?
- Something in the salt.

What is it?

You know that Bible story
about the woman who turns into salt?

- Lot's wife?
- I think maybe we found her!

Yes, it's cold. What's your procedure
when the roads freeze up?

The weather's been warm
for the past six weeks.

Wow. So, they haven't had
to use rock salt.

The dermis is extremely desiccated.
The salt quick-dried the tissues.

Looks like a really big apple doll.

It's a teenage girl, very tall, six feet.

Looks like she's been dead
for about 100 years.

No, in fact, less than a month.
Salt is hygroscopic.

It draws moisture from its surroundings
and replaces it with crystal.

You know what?
I suddenly got a potato chip craving.

- Cats are so disdainful.
- They're independent and self-assured.

- Like you.
- Dog. Cat.

- Which you gonna pick?
- This is a lion eating a gazelle.

What's with the sudden pet desire?
We're not even living together.

Yet. Look at him, Rox.
Look at his warm, brown eyes.

He's going to
do this five times a day.

Mr. Vaziri is Iranian.
He's an observant Muslim.

Bright side.
You'll always know which way is east.

I don't know if this
is going to work out, Dr. Saroyan.

This country was founded
on the notion of religious tolerance.

Well, I'm not discriminating
because he is a Muslim.

I find all religions equally irrational.

Thank you for your patience.

I have no choice.
Apparently, it's a constitutional issue.

Trauma to the temporal
and sphenoid region

with buckling on the outer edges,

probably from being dropped
from the bin. Bonk.

- I see some red fibers.
- That's me.

Mr. Vaziri, do you see
the antemortem skeletal trauma?

Significant remodeling
of the metacarpophalangeal joint

on the right thumb, a snap.

An old fracture to the little finger, crack.

And a bone chip at the
dorsal radial portion of the left wrist.

- Pop?
- I've seen this before in cases of abuse.

A girl who was handcuffed to a radiator
in order to preserve her virginity.

Well, it turns out there aren't
that many 16-year-old girls

who are six feet tall
on the missing persons list.

Ashley Clark.

Missing three weeks.

So, Roxie and I are getting a dog.

Wow! I had Roxie pegged as a cat person.

- Hey. I'm Angela.
- Arastoo Vaziri.

Your boyfriend's name is Rocky?
Like pow? Like the famous boxer?

- No. Roxie.
- Angela's boyfriend is a girl.

Perhaps, your religion won't allow you
to accept that.

Blood chemistry shows
unusually high levels of relaxin.

Relaxin? That sounds like something
you could get arrested for taking.

It's a naturally occurring hormone
secreted during pregnancy.

So, if she was handcuffed
to protect her virginity,

didn't work out so well.

We last saw Ashley the afternoon
before her high school dance.

It was the End of Winter dance.

I remember because
we made a bunch of jam that day.

And Ashley was worried
that she'd smell like raspberries.

Ashley never made it to the dance?

We had to wait 24 hours
before she was officially missing.

Were there any major developments
in your daughter's life

in the weeks leading up to her death?

He means drugs. Was Ashley doing drugs?

- No. We don't mean drugs.
- No. No drugs.

Were you aware
that your daughter was pregnant?

Approximately 12 weeks.

Pregnant?
Ashley couldn't have been pregnant.

She was. Do you have any idea
who might be the father?

Is that who you think killed her?
The father of her child?

- Well, we'd like to talk to him.
- My daughter and I were very close.

And it simply isn't possible that
she wouldn't tell me she was pregnant.

I would appreciate some insight
into the high number of injuries

your daughter sustained since puberty.

So now you're saying that
we abused our daughter?

It's all right. They have to ask.

My daughter was an athlete.

She grew almost two feet
over the last four years.

You can confirm the injuries
with her chiropractor.

We're very sorry for your loss, sir.

Then you shouldn't say
such terrible things.

Ashley wasn't a victim of abuse.

She was the victim of athleticism
and a competitive disposition.

See this remodeling of the right thumb,
the little finger,

- the dorsal radial portion of her wrists?
- Volleyball, of course.

- That's right. That's very good.
- Patellar tendonitis.

- Jumper's knee.
- Wow. How'd you know that?

Athlete, Bones. Thanks, Dr. Fitts.
We appreciate your help.

- Yeah.
- Thanks.

Were you aware
that Ashley Clark was pregnant?

No. No, her last appointment was about
six weeks ago. She didn't mention it.

Well, despite the fact
that you aren't a real medical doctor,

you have been quite helpful. Thanks.

You're welcome. And, by the way,
you aren't a real medical doctor either.

Ouch.

No hematoma. Meaning
the skull was fractured postmortem.

Probably when the body tumbled
out of the overhead bin. Clunk.

Very descriptively put.

It has been pointed out to me that
I tend towards onomatopoeia.

Dr. Saroyan, why hasn't the body
been defleshed?

I'm still conducting the autopsy.

Well, if I can't remove the flesh,
then I can't find cause of death.

If you remove the flesh,
I can't find cause of death.

What flesh?
The body is completely desiccated.

Any remaining indicators
are going to come from the bones.

Not if I can rehydrate the tissue.

Paleontologists have used Ruffer's solution
successfully on mummies. But...

The salt arrested bacterial development.
There's no decomp.

If I can rehydrate,
I can do a proper autopsy.

No. It will take too long.
And a positive result is debatable.

Lucky for me, I'm the boss.

- I claim one of my freebies.
- I claim one of my freebie declines.

Come on in.

What can I do for you, Mr. Clark?

I wanted to tell you that I suspected
my daughter was pregnant.

All right. Have a seat. And you didn't want
to say anything in front of your wife?

No. I found a pregnancy test
in the wastebasket in the bathroom.

Your wife is still young enough
to have children.

Sexual intercourse has not been
a part of our marriage in several years.

Did you talk to Ashley about
the pregnancy test?

Yes. But she denied that it was hers.
She said it was a friend's.

She asked me not to tell my wife.
She called it a father-daughter secret.

Was there a boy in Ashley's life?

Well, Ashley argued about a boy
with her friend, Becca.

I overheard it on the phone.
Didn't get a name.

I see. Well, I'll look into it.

I hope my wife doesn't have to find out
that I kept this huge secret from her.

- I don't think she'd forgive me.
- Forgive you?

Considering how it turned out.

His name is Donatello. And he's a rescue.
And he needs a good home.

One caveat, though.
He's afraid of the wind.

Wow. You really don't want this dog,
do you?

Is it because Donatello is a stupid name?

Yeah.

You're breaking up with me.

You don't have to say anything, Rox.
It's okay.

I do want to say something.
Ange, you live in the moment. I know that.

But moments are fleeting. They pass.

Yeah. But we decide
when the moments pass.

- This one has passed.
- Yeah.

- I've gotta think about the future.
- Okay.

You gotta be kidding me.

- Excuse me, Agent Booth?
- Yeah?

I'm Becca Hedgepeth.
They told me I could find you here.

- Wow. Ashley Clark's friend.
- Yeah.

So you heard that Ashley was murdered
on the news, right?

- Yeah.
- It's my job to find out who did it.

Okay. Well, I hope you do.

According to her father,
he said the two of you got into a fight

and you stopped coming to the house.

That's just because Ashley went
behind my back with my boyfriend.

- What's your boyfriend's name?
- Well, ex-boyfriend. Rory Davis.

Wait. Do you think that I was
jealous enough to kill my best friend?

Or are you saying Rory did it?

Well, you're pregnant.
Emotions run high during that situation.

Me and Ashley would've gotten past it,
because she broke up with Rory, too.

Looks like I'm gonna have to talk
to Love-'Em-and-Leave-'Em Rory.

Okay. Very careful. The tissue's fragile.

All right, ready? On my count. One, two...

Now we're gonna
completely submerge her

in a bath of sodium carbonate,
aqueous formalin and ethyl alcohol. Good.

And somewhere between
24 and 48 hours from now,

she should look practically human again.
Ready? And, go.

I got the trace back on those red fibers
you found in her hair.

They're trilobal. Two red strands,
one blue strand woven together.

Given the length and texture,
they definitely came from an automobile.

The killer must have transported
Ashley's body

from wherever she was killed
into the salt pile.

Can you narrow down what kind of car?

Yeah, I'm running the fibers
through FACID.

That should be able to give Booth
make and model and year.

Time out for Allah.

- Hey, Arastoo.
- Hello, Angela.

Hey. Listen, do you need me anymore here
today? Because I could really use a...

- Angela? What's the matter?
- Roxie and I broke up. And I just...

I'm gonna take Angela
for a cup of coffee, okay?

Sure, yeah, go.
This is a simple murder. Solves itself.

- Okay, Rory Davis?
- Yeah.

A little warning, dude.
I'm only the Hulk when I get pissed.

Listen, we'd like to talk to you
about Ashley Clark.

- It wasn't me.
- It wasn't you who what?

Becca texted me saying that you think
I killed Ashley. But I didn't.

Excuse me.
You want to give me a moment here?

I'd like to talk to him alone.

Dude, you're a murder suspect.
That's awesome.

Becca said that you and Ashley
connected sexually?

Yeah. Her exact words were,
"Got all over."

This is completely not fair.

That you had sex with two girls
and they got pregnant?

- We didn't have sex.
- Pregnancy is unlikely without intercourse.

- Right. Thanks for the tip, Bones, yeah.
- No. We didn't have intercourse.

I'm a Christian. I'm not
gonna have intercourse until I'm married.

Okay. So you got two girls pregnant,

but you didn't have sex
with either one of them?

Well, I think some of my, you know, stuff,

may have found its way in there.

I mean, the way Ashley came after me.
It's like she was really, really trying...

To get your sperm?

Yeah, well, if it wasn't
for my faith in Jesus,

there would've been sexual intercourse.

How did your relationship
with Ashley end?

Bad. Ashley was mad at me.
Becca was mad at me.

I did everything right,
and it turned out all wrong.

Did Ashley have any arguments
with anyone else?

Or try to get their sperm?

She had some sort of fight
with Mr. Hawthorne.

I heard it from the weight room.

- Who's Mr. Hawthorne?
- He's the volleyball coach.

Where would he be?

Wow. That was great.

Like I told you, I'll always be there for you
when you need comforting.

I didn't need comfort.
But I needed a good tumble.

Potato, potato.

I'm fine about Roxie.

People come and go in life.

What did she say? Aside from, "So long."

Basically, she said she wants somebody
who doesn't just live in the moment,

but who considers the future.

- What's wrong with the moment?
- Nothing.

- But?
- But it's nice every once in a while

to think about the future.

So, let me get this straight.
To be together, then,

it has to be all about the future?

- Yeah.
- So this, right now, this isn't together?

It was a moment, a great moment.

But like all great moments, it passed.

Well, we heard that you got
into a loud argument with Ashley.

- With shouting.
- That's true. Two fights, in fact.

The first one was when she failed
to seduce me.

And the second, a couple of months later,

when she threatened to name me
as the father of her child

if I didn't give her five grand.

- She tried to seduce you?
- All right, seduce isn't the right word.

- Look, that girl came at me like...
- So Ashley Clark tried to blackmail you?

In case you're thinking that drove me to
murder, you can check with the principal.

I reported it.

What with the way things are,
I figured that that was the smartest move.

- The way things are?
- Half my volleyball team got pregnant.

We're gonna need a team roster.

Well, if you want to talk to them,
go to the multi-purpose room.

They're having another baby shower.

You gotta be kidding me.
This school ever hear of sex education?

- Well, if so, there's gaps in the curriculum.
- That's for sure.

These are the people
I was telling you about.

Okay.

- That's Becca.
- Hello. Hi. I'm Alyssa Howland.

You guys have already
spoken to Becca and Rory.

So I imagine you're here
about Ashley Clark.

Wow. This texting thing
is way out of control.

Were you by any chance the captain
of the volleyball team?

Alyssa was the captain of all our teams.

Yeah. And I'm also valedictorian
and student body president.

Or I was until people decided
that I was a bad example.

Well, as alpha female,
you are a bad example.

- Hey.
- I'm sorry.

But in this day and age
of available contraception

and easily accessed information,
for a teen girl to become pregnant,

- it's clearly a lapse in judgment.
- Okay, girls.

You do realize
this is a murder investigation?

- Oh, yeah, we understand that.
- Yeah. We're quite intelligent.

Right. So Rory Davis was not
the father of your child?

I never said he was.

And he wasn't the father
of Ashley's baby either, was he?

No. No, as a matter of fact, the same guy's
the father of my baby and Becca's.

- And Ashley's.
- And what about the rest of them?

- Jenny?
- Yeah. Her.

And the others got pregnant
by their boyfriends and whatnot.

You really are showing...

So, one boy is the father of four babies?

- Okay. And who would this stud be?
- It's Clinton.

- President Bill Clinton?
- No.

Clinton Gilmour.
The cute one in the yellow shirt.

- Hey.
- The one in the yellow?

- Clinton.
- What?

Alyssa Howland says that you had sex
with the entire volleyball team?

The girls' volleyball team. Not all of them.
I don't like to boast.

A gentleman does not kiss and tell.

- How old are you?
- Sixteen.

My personality is completely formed.

How did you get those four girls pregnant?

You want pictures, check the Internet.
That's what I did.

Right. You know, I show no disrespect.

I went to high school,
and high school has not changed.

The fact is, from what I remember,

guys like you didn't get that many girls.
You know what I'm saying?

Wait. You can't lift that.

All right. See, the point is I can do that.

But I didn't get girls like that
in high school.

So, what you're saying happened
really didn't happen, huh?

Like a conspiracy?
Well, the conspiracy is that they like me.

I'll tell you something else.
More than one of them told me

that I'm actually very considerate
and sweet in the bed department.

Ashley is dead. She was murdered.

The prime suspect would be the person
who knocked her up.

I need to know the person
who did that deed.

It was me. The sex deed part.

The killing part was definitely
somebody else.

You know what I think?
I think those girls are up to something

and they're using you as a cover.

It's okay. We'll just do a DNA test.
And the truth will come out. Right?

Take my DNA, and you'll find out the truth,

I am the mack daddy, supreme-o
baby daddy of Geo Dub High School.

The Ruffer's solution is working.

I find myself wondering
if the rate of tissue reclamation

will accelerate over time, decelerate
or hold steady.

You're worried about
what to tell Dr. Brennan.

And if Dr. Brennan asks,

when do you think we will have
access to the bones?

Tell Dr. Brennan that unless she can think
of a way to examine the bones

while leaving the flesh intact,
you're both out of luck.

During the investigation into the death
of high school sophomore Ashley Clark,

it was discovered the presumed
murder victim was part of a group of girls

who made a pact to get pregnant
and raise their children together.

No. There was no proof
that there was a pact.

You see? This is what happens
when all you worry about is the future.

Pregnant teenagers.

I would argue that most
pregnant teenagers get that way

- by becoming involved in the moment.
- Yeah, true.

- You all right?
- Oh, yeah. Totally. It was so worth it.

Will you be able to remain BBFs?

BFFs. Best friends forever.

Will you resume
a sexual relationship with Hodgins?

I already did.

- Well, good.
- Yeah. But he can't keep it casual.

He's the marrying kind.

I am comfortable giving you advice
in this area.

Shoot.

- I think you live your life very well.
- Thank you.

You are not afraid to change your mind
when conditions change.

Conditions always change.

The successful organism
is the organism that adapts.

This is one area where we are very similar.

I was with you until there.

Like me, you are not swept away
by your emotions. You remain rational.

You use your brain to pick someone
for sex and companionship.

A minor correction there. I use my heart.

- That is not...
- Metaphoric heart, sweetie.

Stay with me here, right?

Love, like art, comes from the moment
where two people become one.

Minor correction. Love comes
from a confluence of chemicals

and hormones in the pineal gland.

Right. But all beauty
is transient and of the moment.

Like a sunset is beautiful.

You know,
it sounds like we're in agreement,

which is worrying me just a little bit.

Hodgins says he found pectin in the
scratches he swabbed on the victim's arm.

How did he find scratches?
The victim looks like beef jerky.

Well, apparently, Cam had some
limited success in rehydrating the body.

- That's impressive.
- Yes.

Pectin is used in making preserves, right?

Sure. I remember that from growing up
a farm girl in Amish country.

Sarcasm, Brennan. I'm sorry.

The victim and her mother were making
jam the afternoon before she disappeared.

Have you ever noticed that a sunset
looks more beautiful

when you share it with somebody
that you care about?

No. I haven't.

- But I'll pay better attention next time.
- Okay.

So we have evidence that you scratched
your daughter shortly before she died.

I grabbed her arm is all.

Hard enough to leave marks?

Was it because you found out
she was pregnant?

No. I still find that hard to believe.

Ashley and I talked about everything.

- Why can't this woman face the facts?
- Perhaps because the facts are so painful.

- What? You suspect the father of incest?
- It would explain the mother's behavior.

I didn't know about the pregnancy.
I was angry because...

You wrote your daughter
a check for $5,000?

No. She forged my signature.

I caught her before she could cash it.

- Why did Ashley need $5,000?
- I don't know. She wouldn't say.

She just was always hanging
around Becca and the rest of that team.

And suddenly I didn't exist.

And now the news is saying
that she had some kind of pact.

Booth, I have a theory.

Can you excuse me
for one moment there, Mrs. Clark?

- What do you got?
- Okay, it's possible

that Ashley Clark was killed by the pact
for not coming up with $5,000.

So you think this whole pact thing is true?

There have been many instances
in history,

where women grouped together
to raise their children.

And the men become nothing
more to them than sperm donors.

The walking marriages of the Mosuo
in the Himalayas, for example.

Right. Okay, so you think
that the Himalayan Momos

just killed each other
when things got dicey?

Killing is a more male response.
Women tend more towards shunning.

I might be able to figure out
the nature of the girls' relationship.

- How?
- Let me at the alpha girl.

Psychologically, I mean.

Mr. Vaziri, do you have any idea

where all the monitors
on the forensic platform have gone?

I appropriated them. I sent you an e-mail.

Well, I didn't have a monitor
to check my e-mail.

You have created a virtual skeleton.

- It was your idea, Dr. Saroyan.
- No, I don't recall...

In speaking of Dr. Brennan, you said to me,

"Tell her that unless she can think
of a way to examine the bones

"while leaving the flesh intact,
you are both out of luck."

Well, I'll make sure you get
the credit for this with Dr. Brennan.

- No, no, no, no, no.
- You don't want credit?

No. I would rather not be the person
to point out to Dr. Brennan

that she was incorrect
about retaining the soft tissue

- at the expense of exposing the skeleton.
- Meaning you found something?

I would never have seen this
on the actual bone.

But when I blew up the digital x-ray, here.

In the middle ear, there is
a hairline fracture on the stapes.

What does that suggest to you?

Violence, Dr. Saroyan.

- Miss Montenegro?
- Yeah? Hi, Arastoo. How are you?

I would like to pass on to you
my condolences

- that your heart has been broken.
- Here we go.

- Are you gonna quote the Koran?
- No, no.

I put together a CD with some songs
that I have found to be cathartic.

Hope There's Someone
by Mr. Antony and the Johnsons.

Breathe Me by Sia.
Heartbeats by Mr. Jos� Gonz�lez.

Fade Into You by Mazzy Star,
this is not a person but a band.

Lullaby of Loneliness by Aaron English.

And of course, the finest
of the melancholy songs,

Dust in the Wind. Very melancholy that.

I wish you peace, Miss Montenegro.
And I wish that you find love again.

Thank you, Arastoo. Thanks very much.

Dr. Saroyan?

Tell Dr. Brennan
she cannot have the remains yet.

Hovering will not make this go any faster.

Dr. Brennan required me to hover.

How about you go bank a prayer
and give me a little breathing space?

I apologize. I quip sometimes.

Believe me, it is nothing compared to

the 1st Battalion, 9th Marine Regiment,
Regimental Combat Team One.

Glycerin, please?

What are you going to do?

Ruffer's only gets us so far.

So I'm gonna inject some glycerin
around the soft tissue of the ear.

To see if there's any tissue damage,
which might explain the fractured stapes.

A pact? There's no pact.
The papers totally made that up.

- Okay. But you are very close.
- Well, yeah.

We played on the same team together
since we were freshmen.

We've traveled a lot, too.
I mean, we've been through a lot together.

Boys?

Boys come and go, you know?
But your friends,

- that's who you can really count on, right?
- Count on?

Yeah, they don't pressure you
like boys, like parents.

- Pressure?
- Pressure to succeed, yeah.

Well, you're a very high achiever,
Miss Howland.

Student body president, valedictorian,
full scholarship to Amherst.

All of which went away
when you got pregnant.

Yeah, it's okay. I mean, I'm totally cool
with being a mother.

Is it a coincidence
that once you got pregnant,

seven of the others on the volleyball team
did the same?

It's not my fault
that people want to be like me.

- I'm a natural leader.
- They look to you as an example.

It was my idea
that we all get a house together,

- help each other raise our kids.
- Where would the money come from?

I mean, we'd all put in.
I'd figured out how much we'd need.

- $5,000 each?
- That's right. Wait. How did you know?

You said it wasn't a pact.

Then how do you explain that four of you
got pregnant from the same boy?

He seems an unlikely choice.

Clinton wasn't a choice.
I didn't plan the baby.

I'd just found out I'd won the scholarship.

And my parents
started to plan my whole life.

I just went to the park.
I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think.

Too much pressure?

Yeah. And Clinton was there.
And I was crying.

And I just...
I felt like I was being banished, you know?

I mean, nobody asked me what I wanted.
And Clinton understood.

And he held my hand, and he let me cry.

And, you know, one thing led to another.
And he's been great.

- Great how?
- Well, he's a kid.

You know,
he doesn't really want to raise kids.

Right. Maybe that's why the other girls
chose him to get them pregnant.

Yeah. Yeah. And it's going to be great.

We all are gonna have these cute kids
and we'll all be there for each other.

Except Ashley.

Yeah.

What exactly are we doing?

I couldn't see any contusions
around the ear,

but peri-mortem bruising
is often only visible

- under certain light wavelengths.
- You're using colorimetrics?

- That's right.
- I read an article in a forensic journal.

A Japanese scientist published his study.

We read the same article.
Could you turn on the UV light?

- Look at that.
- Are you switching teams, Mr. Vaziri?

No, no.
My preference is forensic anthropology.

But Dr. Saroyan's use of colorimetrics
was thrilling.

Look at the monitor.

Assuming sufficient force,

that peri-mortem bruising
explains your stapes fracture.

The bruise is directly
on top of the vagus nerve.

- And?
- Cowabunga.

- What?
- When the vagus nerve is triggered

with enough force, the victim will go
into cardiac arrest and die.

You have discovered the cause of death.

The tissue damage is distributed evenly.

- What does that indicate?
- That it was a single blow.

Whatever did this
is completely flat and round.

Some kind of hammer?

Anyone interested
in our mysterious red fiber?

- You identified the vehicle?
- A late model German sedan,

- Mercedes or BMW.
- Let Booth know.

And just so you know,
Arastoo is praying again.

Either that, or he's doing
a very repetitive yoga move.

- Is that appropriate in the lab?
- Some of us take coffee breaks,

some of us take smoke breaks.
Mr. Vaziri takes a spiritual break.

- Who smokes?
- Nobody.

Not very often anyway.
Just very rarely in times of great stress.

If you had released the remains
to me when I'd asked,

and Mr. Vaziri had removed the flesh, then
we'd never have found cause of death.

- Thank you.
- Why are you thanking me?

I'm simply stating a fact.

I'm thanking you for stating the fact
that you were wrong.

You're welcome.

The odds of hitting the vagus nerve
by accident are very slight.

So, you think this was done by someone
who knew what they were doing?

Yes. Someone who's very familiar
with human anatomy.

Like a physiologist
or a doctor or a chiropractor.

Let's check out
the victim's chiropractor's ride.

So Dr. Fitts drives a 2007 BMW sedan.

- So you got a warrant?
- There are 1,208 BMW sedans in D.C.

So you didn't get a warrant.

But how many of those drivers know
how to kill using the vagus nerve?

And how many of those drivers
had access to the victim?

And owned chiropractic tools

we might be able to match
with the murder weapon?

Guys, don't worry.

If Booth and I hadn't questioned Dr. Fitts,

we could mount one
of our clever undercover operations.

Hey, not me. But I do have a great idea.

How long have we been married?

Just concentrate on your symptoms.
That's all he's gonna ask about.

I'll look for this thing here.
Brennan says it's the murder weapon.

- So you heard about me and Roxie?
- Yeah. I'm sorry.

- Oh, no. Really, it's absolutely fine.
- Okay.

I also had a little afternoon delight
with Hodgins,

but let's just say it's not really his thing.

- Again, I'm sorry.
- No. It's totally fine.

Then why are you telling me?

Brennan approves of the way
that I conduct my love life.

Yeah.

What's wrong with living in the moment?

Nothing. Nothing.
As long as it's working for you.

- It is. Definitely.
- If it weren't...

- No, it is.
- Well, if it weren't...

- It is.
- If it weren't, I'd suggest to you...

- What?
- You won't like it.

Oh, no. I'm happy living in the moment,
what you say is merely interesting.

Well, what I would advise you to do
is remove sex from the situation.

- I don't like that.
- You're a beautiful woman.

You're confident in your sexuality,
which is laudable.

But you need to connect with people
on another level.

- Why?
- Why?

Because sexual attraction's only one facet
of the human romantic experience.

So don't have sex?

I'd suggest you be celibate for,
say, six months.

Oh, my God. Six months?

- Why not 10 years?
- You asked my opinion and that's it.

Forego sex in favor of other connections.

Shouldn't we have like a cover story

in order to reassure the chiropractor
that we're married?

- Mr. Sweets?
- Yeah.

Okay, honey. We're up.
This is us, a happily married couple.

- Help me, please.
- Okay.

Thank you.

So you've had some discomfort
in your lower back?

Yeah, yeah.
As a fireman, I often have to carry heavy...

That's very tight,

- that's very tight.
- What are you...

- Oh, God! What are you doing?
- Okay.

Frankly, these knots
I feel in your lumbar region

are more congruent
with sitting hunched over a desk

than they are pulling people
from a burning building.

Well, he's not a fireman yet, Dr. Fitts.
He's just training.

Yeah, almost. Another week.

Spends a little too much time
on the Internet, if you know what I mean.

I feel knots in your lumbar region.
I'm gonna give you a minor adjustment.

Now, this won't hurt.

But you will feel some pressure.

Not as much as you.

One night to be confused

One night to speed up truth

We had a promise made

Four hands and then away

Both under influence

We had divine sense

To know what to say

Mind is a razorblade

To call for hands of above to lean on

Wouldn't be good enough for me, no

One night of magic rush

The start, a simple touch

One night to push and scream

And then relief

Ten days of perfect tunes

The colors red and blue

We had a promise made

We were in love

Ashley needed $5,000
to leave home and raise her baby.

So she tries to blackmail her coach.

But it didn't work
because he'd never had sex with her.

Right. So she has to go
and seduce the chiropractor

and threatens him with
statutory rape if he doesn't pay up.

- And he killed her.
- Horrible. Wow.

So, are the rest of the girls
still renting a house together?

Right. You know what I don't get?
How is it that eight beautiful girls

could just give up
their whole lives during high school?

- It's a rational decision.
- On what planet?

- Earth.
- Earth?

Given the current environment,
the paradigm within which

a group of girls band together
to raise their offspring has merit.

Without their fathers?

Anthropologically speaking, those
girls have grown up in a culture

that reinforces the sad truism
that women cannot count on men.

Don't say "men" like that. Men do
not like a world without responsibility.

Well... That boy, whom those young girls
chose as their sperm donor,

he seemed more than happy
with the arrangement.

- Booth?
- You're right.

I know. Who you calling?

Clinton. Listen, it's Agent Booth.
I need to talk to you.

The kid?

Listen, meet me at the Royal Diner
in 20 minutes.

Yeah, just get there, okay?
Thanks. I'm buying.

Look, I know you want to come along
and all. But...

No, I get it. Go on. It's a guy-to-guy thing.

Thanks.

Why did the chiropractor kill Ashley?

Well, Ashley seduced him, you know?
And tried to blackmail him.

So he murdered her?

- Dude.
- Yeah.

You know, Ashley needed money
to raise her baby. Your baby.

You didn't think those girls
would have sex with me

because I can't bench press enough.

You know what? DNA tests,
they prove that I was wrong. So...

- Yes.
- Yeah. I owe you an apology.

- I did... I told you.
- You know what? You are a smart kid.

- I know.
- But you're also a real smart-ass kid.

Okay? There's something
I want you to think about, all right?

- Sex is never free and easy.
- I beg to differ.

Because the fact is, any one of these girls,
they could change their mind,

and you would be paying child support
for the rest of your life.

- Wait... What?
- Do you see these four girls right here?

You are responsible for bringing
their children into the world.

Whether they think so or not,
they are your responsibility.

Your children, your responsibility.
Do you understand?

And what you do about that
will define what kind of man you are.

- No. Hold on a second...
- But if you ignore that,

ignore your children,
that's exactly what you're gonna become,

a loser, a deadbeat,
for the rest of your life.

You know, there's something else
that you should think about.

Ashley Clark?

She was gonna have your baby.

According to our pathologist,
it was gonna be a boy.

A boy?

Mmm-hmm.

A son

who died

with his mother.

Why'd you have to tell me all that for?

Because you needed to hear it.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Sharing different heartbeats in one night

To call for hands of above to lean on

Wouldn't be good enough for me, no

To call for hands of above to lean on

Wouldn't be good enough

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