All language subtitles for S09E14.eng

In new york city's
war on crime,

The worst criminal offenders
are pursued

By the detectives
of the major case squad.

These are their stories.

- Thank you for listening
to this whole thing.

I hope I, uh--
I can put it behind me.

As my friend,
I thought you'd understand.

I guess in the end,
it was just about a book.

- You know, I don't think
you came all the way to london

To talk about a book.

- What do you mean?

- I mean...
It's about all the rest of it.

It's about her.

And you have to put it
behind you.

- Well, you say that
like it's, uh, easy, you know?

- No one said
life was easy.

- It's like time stood still
or something.

It was like something
out of dickens.

- No, zachary,
it was out of your life.

That was the problem.

- I didn't think it would
get to me like that, you know?

- And that was
your second problem.

- You know,
if you'd told me that...

I was gonna be there
in that house...

On that day with her...

Feeling the things
that I did...

I wouldn't have
believed it.

- What's up?

- Uh, ask me
at the end of the day.

- You okay?

- Two dead inside.
Dylan weld, 36, art dealer.

And palmer abrigaille, 72,
dealer,

And collector
of rare books.

It appears--

It appears that they, uh...
Killed each other.

Appears...

Oh, boy.

It's a little bit strange
for me.

I know the abrigailles.

- Zach, I'm sorry.

You wanna take the day?

- No, no.
I'll be okay.

I told her I'd be okay.

The truth was
I didn't know what I'd be.

I mean, it was like
I was walking into my own past.

- A swordfight.

Some kind of duel?

- Any violent confrontation

Was very,
very unlike palmer.

- Well, in any case,

They died around 2:00 a.M.,

And the cause appears to be
exsanguination for both.

- The way his sword is held--

It's in his right hand.

Palmer had nerve damage
from a shooting accident.

Poor control of his thumb.

We need to do extensive
blood spatter work here, please.

- I'll get them on it.
- Thank you.

Where's his daughter?
- Uh...

They got her back there.

- I think it's best
if she sees a familiar face.

Lenore?

- Yes, come in.
Sorry.

I'm a bit lost.

There are so many people here.

Zachary.

- Hi.

- Oh...
[sniffles]

Do you know what...
Happened here?

- Between dylan weld
and your father.

I'm looking into that.

- How is my father?

I'm so worried.

- Has nobody told you...

Told you anything?

- No, they...

They brought me back here
and, uh...

I--no.

- I'm so sorry.

Your father...

Is gone.

- What do you mean?
Do you mean--

- He's been killed.

So, so sorry.

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- [sobbing]

Transcript by Adriano_CSI

- This is you.
- Yeah.

That's me and lenore.

Headed out to the, uh,
metropolitan opera

To see tristan and isolde.

See, palmer was an old friend
of my father's,

And his daughter lenore...

Ten years ago, he sent her
to my father for treatment.

She'd begun to exhibit--
show symptoms of...

Schizophrenia.

See, I, uh...

Knew her well.

We were, for a while,
more than friends.

- And you didn't know
she was developing--

- No, no, no.

At first the symptoms
were very odd, and...

You know,
she was always odd.

Wonderfully odd.

Anyway, palmer
was a very sweet man.

I continued to see him
from time to time.

We played chess.

- When did you
last see him, zach?

- I think it was about
a year ago.

But who knows?

Time has its own pace
in this house.

[police radio chatter]

- Yes, captain,
it's definitely affecting him.

I think he should
probably go home.

Good.
We'll need to talk about it.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh. Uh--
- excuse me.

- Hold on.
Can I help you?

- [british accent] are you with
these policemen?

- Yes.
- I'm richard celeste.

I serve the abrigailles
as caretaker.

I've a message
from mr. Abrigaille.

- Can I call you back?

- Tuesday last,
mr. Abrigaille told me

To buy ts camera
and set it up in the library,

So I did.

And he recorded something
into it,

And then he gave it back to me

And told me that I should
give it to the police

In the event
of any misfortune.

Can I give it to you?

- Sure.

- Well...I've done
my duty then.

- You have blood on you.

- Yes, ma'am.
I tried to...

Resuscitate mr. Abrigaille
when I found him.

They've already taken samples
off me with swabs.

It's mr. Abrigaille's blood.

I'll give them my clothes
as soon as I can change.

- Okay.
- Hey, zach.

The caretaker
gave me this camera.

Supposedly has a message
from palmer abrigaille.

- Don't be ridiculous!
- Sir, I can't let you in.

- Your authority
doesn't extend to me!

- Sir...
- This is my uncle's house.

- Hold on.
- I'm the attorney

For the estate
and the executor.

- Hey. This is a crime scene.

- Are you in charge?
- I'm detective nichols.

This is detective stevens.
We're from the major case squad.

- Merrill abrigaille.
My card.

I knew something
like this would happen.

My uncle
was surrounded by leeches.

- Can we step outside?

- Palmer's income hasn't matched
his outgo in years.

He just wouldn't face reality.

Hat them?
- Palmer's income hasn't matched
his good lord.Ears.

You wouldn't believe
the level of debt.

But thank god the collection
wasn't stolen,

So when can I get it
out of here?

- When did you last
see palmer?

- Yesterday, late afternoon.

- And last night,
where were you?

- Oh. Do you suspect me?
- Put it down to our nature.

- I was at the union club
until 1:00 a.M.

And that's a long way
from this part of town,

Detective...
What was your name?

- Nichols.

- Wait. Zachary nichols?

You knew my uncle.
- Mm-hmm.

- In fact,
you're named in his will.

- That I didn't know.

- Of course, the bulk
of the estate will go to lenore

Or her conservator when it--

Uh, I believe
he left you a chessboard.

Did you two play chess?
- I enjoyed playing with palmer.

- Hmm.

- If anybody's watching this,

I suppose I should apologize
for being murdered.

Oh, well.
Brought it on myself.

But my daughter...

Please...Please see to it
that she's taken care of.

She does well
on her medication.

Just please let her stay here.

It--don't--

Don't send her to one of
those horrible places.

You can sell
my whole collection.

I don't care.

Within these walls,
she makes perfect sense.

I'm being blackmailed
by dylan weld.

Unless I continue
to pay him

And allow him
to continue to--

[groans]

What he's doing with lenore
is unspeakable.

But she...
Allows his liberties

In order to protect us.

In order to keep him
from throwing us out.

But I have failed
to protect her.

It must end.

And, by god,

I will try to end it soon.

So...If I am killed,

Please--it's weld.

Dylan weld.

- Dylan weld didn't kill him.
Someone killed both of them.

The swords,
the way the bodies are lying,

The whole thing.

There were disabling blows
to the heads of both victims.

Afterward, they were stabbed.

I think it's been staged.

- Seeing her that way...

You know, just lost and...

You know, dancing like that,

And remembering what
she once was was, uh, tough.

Tough for me.
- Well, of course.

And obviously,
it must have crossed your mind

That she'd killed them.

- No. Yes.

Well, I didn't want to
think about it, you know?

- So did you ask her directly
if she'd done it?

- I couldn't do that.

- And we both know why,
don't we?

We both know
what you were feeling.

- Yes.

I still loved her.

Or what she'd once been.

You know, I was half hoping
that she would just say

That she'd killed
both those guys,

And I coulda gotten--
gotten out of there.

When's father coming home?

- Lenore, your father--
- hang on.

Oh, lenore, lenore.

Is your father...

Away on a trip?

- They said they took him
into the city.

- Oh.
- And so...

I'm without a protector.

Should I be on my guard,

Zach?

- Nichols.

[lenore humming]

- I don't think
it's right to charm her.

It's possible she killed them.

- The m.E. Is calling it
a double murder.

- Yes, but she now is certain
that what we found was staged.

- Troubling, to say the least.

Anything stolen?
- Impossible to say.

It's a huge collection
of rare books and manuscripts.

- Did I read something
a while about

About an especially rare book
owned by a palmer abrigaille?

Something about the bible?

- The lost licinianus.

It's ostensibly
part of a roman history

Written by...

[beep]

This guy,
granius licinianus

In the second century
of the christian era.

- So it's valuable.
- Priceless. If it even exists.

These are fragments
of one whole text,

The only one
that was ever found,

But he might have written
36 other volumes.

- That's a lot of subjunctive.

Is there anything less vague

Than the possible theft
of a book

Palmer abrigaille
could have possessed?

- A lost licinianus transcript

Was passed from collector
to collector to collector

To collector over the years,

But there's a tradition--
we don't admit we have it.

- But it's human nature to
brag about something like that.

- It's rumored
people were murdered

For simply having read it.

- We just heard.

Please tell us
the diocletian wasn't stolen.

- Or the ravenna codex.
Oh, my god.

The licinianus.

- Hello.

- Oh, we're dear friends
of the abrigailles.

- Now...Who did this
ghastly thing?

- And why?

- So we know quite a bit
about palmer.

So tell us about--
about this dylan weld,

Our other murder victim.

- Shall I?
- Go ahead. I'll interject.

- Every field
has its parasites,

And dylan weld
was one of them.

He was a rare book dealer
who sold to palmer.

- He'd sell something

Then come back months later
to reveal the ugly truth

That it had been stolen
or smuggled.

Then he'd threaten
to make it public.

Dylan was brilliant.

He knew palmer
would be humiliated

If anyone found out
he'd bought stolen goods.

So palmer paid the blackmail.

- Now, get out.

- Where's the girl?

- Go to bed, father.

- It's horrible to think
what lenore went through

To help protect her father.

When that slimy book dealer
had taken advantage of her,

Yeah, I can imagine
that she'd killed him.

But why would she have
killed her father?

- She was schizophrenic.

I mean, she was capable
of anything.

- That's right.

[cell phone rings]

- Stevens.

- How is lenore?

- Hold on. We've got a uni
calling from the crime scene.

There's a moving van
pulling up to the mansion.

[police siren blares]

[tires screeching]

- Mr. Abrigaille!

- Put everything down.
- Stop moving. Hey!

- Get out of the truck.
- Detective...

Detective, I'm the legal
executor of this estate--

- What the hell are you doing?
- I have every right--

- No box.
Gimme the box, gimme the box.

- I have every right
to ascertain

What this property is.

- I'm sorry,
but that man's a thief.

- Merrill was here
last night.

- Yes.

- What did he want?

- T-to convince father
to...Move

And put me
in a puzzle house.

The usual.
- When did he leave?

- I don't know.
Sometime before midnight.

- That book.

You carry that book always.
- Here.

- Oh, a catullus.

- In a wonderful translation.

I have something
important to tell you.

- Yes?

- I love you dearly,
zachary.

I do.

But...I am not free
to marry.

I can't go out there
and be part of your world.

I must remain here and...
Take care of my father.

But if you promise
to tell no one--

I have my reputation
to think of--

We can again be lovers.

- That's a wonderful offer,
lenore.

If we were lovers,

Would we always
be honest with each other?

- Of course.

- How can I be sure?
- You want to test me?

- Tell me a secret.
- About what?

- Tell me about...

Who was here last night

After merrill left.

- Well...Dylan weld,
of course.

- Mm-hmm...

- And...

- Yes?

- And the man
who comes at night.

- "the man who comes at night"?

Who's he?

- I don't know.

No one sees him.

I just hear him.

But...

If you came one night...

Maybe we could
look for him.

- We've done background checks
on all our potential suspects,

And they've all
come back clean.

As for the caretaker,
richard celeste,

We've got nothing on him.

Talking to callas.

He claims he's a british
subject, so...

We might have some luck
with the embassy.

- Hey, hey,
stop right there.

I caught you
red-handed!

- I'll call you back.

- Open your coat!
Stop right there.

I'm not gonna let you
steal from me!

- Hey! Let him go!

- What, are you kidding me?

I caught him red-handed.
Look inside his coat!

- Open your coat.
What's going on?

- Bernard, do not say a word.
We must demand a lawyer.

- What's happening?

What's this?

What is this?

- The objects we remove--

They're not even noticeable!

And--and...

Well, how do you think the damn
bills there get paid?

- Tell them, bernard.

- We've kept palmer afloat
by pilfering.

But every cent
went to pay the bills.

- Even cent.
I keep the accounts.

- Well, we'll need more than
your word on that.

- Look--look!
My checkbook.

Everything that has abrigaille
within a parenthetical.

- There's quite a bit.

- Poor palmer
had no head for figures.

- No interest in anything
less than four centuries old.

- We loved palmer.
And lenore--please protect her.

- We are antiquarians.
We choose to live in the past.

But she...Has no choice.

- She lives the same day
over and over again.

But it's such a lovely day.

- Have you ever heard her
refer to...

The man who comes at night?

- No. It must be a delusion.

- Unless she means merrill.

Merrill was always there.

He constantly
pressured palmer.

- Merrill, do me the courtesy.

You never cared a damn
for this place

Or all that I've collected.
- That's not true.

If you move here
and we liquidate,

You can save the better--
- bah.

- Is something
the matter, sir?

- Yeah. This place
is a damn madhouse.

You're a good fit here.

- Merrill needed palmer
and lenore out of the way

To take control of the estate.

- Good night, sir.

- Palmer was surrounded
by greed.

- Most of us think greed's

A pretty common motive
for murder.

- Yes, greed, jealousy,
and hatred.

Those are the standards.

But this case
was anything but standard.

- Merrill is facing disbarment.

Apparently, he is accused

Of setting up various
legal wealthy clients

With a certain blackmailer.
- Dylan weld.

- With whom he was partners
years ago.

So merrill sets dylan up
with his clients

As a purchasing advisor

On their arts and antiquities
acquisitions,

And then dylan
later struck off on his own.

- I have something on celeste.

His british passport's a fake.

- Call I.N.S.
We'll threaten deportation.

- I say wait till
we have more answers.

Let him be.

Whe-when--

When did this...Get here?

Oh, it's from lenore.

We've been invited
to a dinner party,

An informal wake for palmer.

- And you're actually
suggesting we...

- Palmer has a legendary
wine cellar.

No better way to
interact with our players.

- Whatever will I wear?

- I can't grace this table
as my father once did

With his wit,
his vast knowledge

Of all that was beautiful
and steeped with meaning.

- Yes. You've got
something here, just a little...

- I will miss him so.

This wine goes poorly
with my medication.

[clink]

- You know, zachary,

I have another secret.

- I imagine you have several.

- That book everyone was
wondering about some time ago?

- The lost licinianus?

Yes?

- Well...He did buy it.

And it's the strangest thing.

Father says I've seen it
a hundred times,

But I have no memory of it.

Isn't that odd?

- Lenore, where do you think
it might be?

- I haven't
the slightest idea.

You know how I am
with keeping track of things.

- Hmm. Hey, would it be okay
if, after dinner,

We took a little look?

- It's fine.

More wine?

- Would I know it if I saw it?

- Well, it's a bound
manuscript,

And it's...
Written in latin.

- Half these books
are in latin.

- Mm-hmm.
- Are these, uh, greek?

- That's pindar.
That's a very famous poet.

- You read greek?
I'm very impressed.

- Yeah, well, p.S. 91--
not heavy on the classics,

But my father did force
the alphabet on me.

Alpha, beta, gamma, delta--
here.

[greek pronunciation]
"aristoteles."

Here, here.

"platonos."
I don't know what that is.

- Politeia.

It's a 17th-century
dutch edition.

Full of errors. Dreadful.

But lovely binding, though.

- Since you're in the trade,
regina,

What's the supposed value
of the lost licinianus?

- It's impossible to say.

- Everything
has an assessed value.

- It's one of only two portions
of licinanus's history of rome,

Assuming it exists.

- The other is a tiny fragment

In the palimpsest
in the british museum.

- Palimpsest?

- It's an ancient book
that's been erased

And written on a second time.

- Very common
in the middle ages.

- When books
were made of parchment,

And parchment was expensive.

- With modern technology,
it's possible to read both

Without destroying either text.

- Is it the content that makes
the licinianus so valuable?

- It's generally believed
that it deals with

Certain events
in the first century...

In palestine.

- The official roman view
of a certain trial

That could differ greatly
from what we believe we know.

- The trial of jesus.

[thud]

- Did you hearhat?

[thud]
- well, what is it?

[thudding]
- I don't know.

Let's go see.

Have you noticed any stairs
up to the attic?

- Uh-uh.
- I can't seem to find

Any way to acc--
[clattering]

This is palmer's room.

There's somebody in there.

- What are you doing?

- Putting mr. Abrigaille's
clothes away.

- Step away from that chest.
Why are you doing that?

- In spite of the condition
of this house,

I've always made an effort
to be orderly, sir.

- Sleeping pill.

- Did you touch those?
- No, sir.

I left it there for him
last night.

- How do you get to the attic?

- Beg pardon, sir?

- The attic.
Where are the stairs?

- I don't know, sir.

I've never had call
to enter the attic.

- How long
have you worked here?

- Three years.
If you'lexcuse me, sir.

- Hmm.

Isn't this, uh...

- Oh. What a priest carries
for his final unction.

- Why would celeste have this,
unless he was a priest?

- Let's get my laptop.

Well, this old bio
from that diocese

Has him born in quebec.

- Mm-hmm.
- Actually ordained in canada.

- Well, does it actually...

Say that, uh...
He served as a priest?

- Uh-huh. Nine years.

He belonged to an order,
a sect called the conclave.

- Conclave. Wait, does that--
is that like the...

Knights templar?

- Or not, that's like the--
- opus dei?

- Yeah.
- In fact, the conclave

Were more extreme
ultra-traditionalists.

They were...In fact,
excommunicated.

Charged with destroying
church documents

Relating to the purging
of the jews from Spain.

Now we know a little
something about him.

- Yeah.

That's all very helpful.

But, uh, you know what
I'm thinking?

Those noises at night...

We need to find an attic.

[tapping]

[hollow thunk]
hmm?

[thunk, thunk]
hear that?

- False back?
- I'm not sure.

Uh...Maybe there's a latch
someplace here.

Hello.

[sliding sound]

[hinges squeak]

[birds flapping]

- Oh, yeah.

- Look at all these books.

[flapping]

- Ah, I think I know.

You see anything
like a hand truck

Or some kind of...

- Here.

- Okay. There a way
to turn that on?

Uh-huh. All right.

- Like to share, or are you
content just to gloat?

- [chuckling]
infrared, ultraviolet.

This is how you read
a palimpsest.

The erased ink is visible

Only on the edges
of the visible spectrum.

Somebody...Set all this up,

Came up here at night,
making noises,

Thumping up those stairs
with...

Box loads of books
on that hand truck.

- Looking for
the lost licinianus?

- That's right.
- Who?

- I have a good guess.

But I haven't the slightest
ability to prove anything...

Yet.

- It's so lovely
after it rains.

The light
through the oak leaves.

- That book...
That you carry always?

Catullus.
You like it, huh?

- Ever since father
gave it to me,

I can't seem to put it down.

He wrote of such
ordinary things--

A night...A love...

Laughter.

It's a comfort to believe
such things endure.

- May I see that, please?

- You may have it.
- No. Just for a little while.

Then I'll give it back to you.

Are you cold?

- A bit.

You're lucky, zachary,
you're not sick.

- Sick?

- In the way that I'm sick.

I'm not...Unaware
of what is wrong with me.

- I'm fine.

- You had no choice
but to leave me.

I understand.

Don't be sad.

Here in this place with...

My dreams or...
Whatever they are,

I'm fine too.

- [exhales]

Some things are gonna happen.

Some, uh, confusing and...

Disturbing things.

But, uh...

This will always
remain your home.

- Was she able to help?

- Yes, she was. Um...
[object clatters]

Do you have a pen?
- Uh-huh.

- Mr. Celeste.

- Yes, sir.

- I'd like to get everybody

Except miss abrigaille

Brought to the attic.

I'm gonna reveal the identity

Of mr. Abrigaille's killer.

- Yes, sir.

- I didn't know
if I was right,

But the pieces
were starting to...Fit.

- But why not have lenore
there?

Risk her
but the pieces
having a nervous breakdown.

- So now it was about
the book.

- Yes. The lost licinianus.

And who wanted it most...
And why?

Merrill, this lands
squarely on you.

You killed your uncle.
- What?

I did no such thing!
[huffs]

I wasn't here, okay?
I was in the club.

- But you brought dylan weld
into his life.

For what? Money.

- I didn't know--
- you knew, you knew!

Because that was
your deal with dylan.

And your uncle died while
preparing to confront him.

- No. What happened
was never intended.

You can't blame me.
- Palmer thought

That it was so likely
that dylan weld would kill him

He even left a video message
saying so.

And later that night
when dylan was here,

He heard something--

The man who comes at night.

And he came to this attic,

And he saw someone.

- Dylan couldn't have known
about this attic.

- No.

The person

That beat him unconscious

Then dragged him
down those stairs

And stabbed him...
Wasn't dylan weld.

That person
also killed dylan weld

And then staged a cover-up.

- Be careful
placing that tray, celeste.

The note in the bag
is evidence.

- Merrill...

You will leave this house,

And you will never, ever

Come back here again.

- You can't give me orders.
- You forget.

I'm named in the will.

And an heir can contest
an executor.

And this heir
will see you prosecuted

For bringing down a scheme
of blackmail on palmer.

It's a felony.

So go and find an attorney.

- If not dylan or merrill,
then...Who?

- We have the name.

Palmer himself wrote it down
on a piece of paper

When he looked up
those attic stairs

And saw his killer.

Thank you.
- My pleasure, sir.

- In the ensuing struggle,

The paper must have fallen
out of his pocket.

But in typical palmer fashion,

He wrote that name
in ancient greek.

- I read greek.
- Yes!

But you didn't read
that piece of paper.

There's only one person here
who has read that name...

Somebody who wants this book

More than anything in the world,

Wanted it so badly
that they'd kill for it.

That person...
Has read the name.

Who...

Are...

You?

- What?

- Who are you?

- I am, as I've said,
richard celeste.

- Just downstairs
when I said

That we had identified
palmer's killer,

You froze momentarily
with concern.

But now just a moment ago

When you were serving me
the brandy,

You were getting a little...
Smiley.

What happened?

- I don't know what
you're talking about.

- When you first
came in here

And you put down
your brandy tray,

You peeked
at that piece of paper.

Do you read ancient greek?

- Read greek?
I'm a servant.

- The name that you read
is...

His name.

Isn't that why
you were smiling?

- All right,
suppose I did read it?

It says I didn't kill him.
- Classical greek...

That you learned
from the seminary.

And from the conclave.

You learned about licinianus

And his account of a trial

That might possibly differ
from the gospel.

- What does it matter?

Palmer's note--
I did not kill him!

- Problem is palmer
didn't write this--he did.

Your reaction's
as good as a confession.

- I confess to nothing!

- And for years...

You followed this,
planning to burn it.

That's it.
That's the book.

Never on the shelves.
It was in lenore's hand.

She did the strangest thing

You can do with a priceless
book--she read it.

Licinianus...Lies beneath
the lines of catullus.

This is a palimpsest.

But you know that,
don't you?

That's why...

You rigged these lights.

There it is.
An ancient account

Of a trial that might shake
your single-minded faith,

Because maybe
the trial was political.

Maybe jesus was never
denounced by the jews.

Is that the knowledge
that you fear?

- [chuckles]

[american accent]
you could never understand.

And killing palmer
was never my intent.

He was merely an obstacle.

- Right.

And when you realized
that he saw you here

And you were gonna get fired
and be forced away--

- Give it to me!

I'm on a mission from god!

- If you were on a mission
from god,

You wouldn't have killed

For this.

- Please.

Please let me have it.

Let me touch it.

- No.

So when I--I found
that priest's kit

That's when I knew.
In that drawer of palmer's,

- So he killed them
then gave them last rites.

- Yeah. How 'bout that?
A priest till the end, huh?

- So what will happen
to lenore?

- She's gonna be...Okay,

'cause the collection
of palmer's

Turned out to be more valuable
than anybody thought.

She's gonna be in that house
if she wants to be,

You know,
for the rest of her life.

- Where are they taking celeste?
- Uh, don't worry, my dear.

Things will come back
to normal.

Now, we intend to be
part of your life,

Look after things here.

Good night.

- We'll see you tomorrow,
dear.

- Zachary.
- Yes.

- You're leaving too.

- Yes.

- May I ask you a question?

- Yes, ocourse.

- Why do you never kiss me?

- I will...

- When?

- Tomorrow.

You know, you only fall in love
for the first time

Just once.

And she was that person
for me.

You know,
she was not just beautiful.

She was just magical.

I've gotta finally let go
of this whole thing.

Ha, it's so mysterious,
isn't it?

It's kind of like when
we first fell for each other,

I suppose.

And, you know,
if you really love somebody,

Maybe it never goes away.

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