All language subtitles for CSI Miami - 5x06 - Curse Of The Coffin.en

Oh, my God.
Please.

Oh no, God. Please

Go! Go!

Miami-Dade PD. Keep your hands
where I can see them.

The killer...
he's still inside.

She's already gone, Frank.

Yeah.

So the killer.

House is clear.

Body's still warm.

She hasn't been dead long.

Look at this, Horatio.

It's a little coffin.

Think the killer left it?

Could be.

Maybe it's a message.

Someone trying to scare us
off the case.

Maybe...

but we don't scare that easy,
do we, Alexx?

Alissa was
my best friend.

I was just trying
to help her.

By stealing
a car?

No, I wasn't
stealing it.

You don't understand.

I was saving my life.

Look, my car is in the shop.

The navigation system is busted.

I swear.

You can call my mechanic.

All due respect, Ms Madison,
but you're covered in blood.

When I got
to Alissa's condo,

the door was open

and she was lying
on the floor in blood.

I thought that she might
still be alive.

Alissa? You here?

Oh, my God.

Alissa.

Then I heard this noise
and I freaked out

and I got out of there
as quickly as I could.

Okay.

Mr Wolfe,
full process on the clothes

and the car.

Ms Madison, you're going to go
with this officer, please.

Hmm.

Detective Lloyd, Auto Theft Detail.
I'm Ryan Wolfe.

So, uh, what happened with
the car that our suspect stole?

Her bad luck
was a bait car.

Bait car?
What's that?

Every morning, we leave
these cars keyed up

in crime-prone locations,

control them remotely
to catch car thieves.

So how do you know when one
of these cars is stolen?

When a thief turns
the ignition,

it activates a
surveillance camera

along with a
wireless signal.

Computers are programmed

to remotely shut off the engine
and lock all the doors.

That signal gets sent
to our computers

along with the car's location.

We're there in minutes,
sometimes seconds.

Okay. I'm going to need
to take that car

to our garage.

I can't say for sure, Eric,

but it looks
like blunt force trauma.

Golf club
as a murder weapon?

Wouldn't be the first time.

Alissa's got skin
under her nails.

Probably the killer's.

I'll get this to DNA.

Thanks, Alexx.

Well, Eric, what
do we got so far?

Ryan, we have
a golf club, coffin...

.. and signs of a struggle.

Wait a second.

Oh, God, that's
an actual goat head.

Oh, this is Santeria.

Look, I'll do all the
sketchings and photographs,

but I'm not
touching anything.

Why?

Because I'm Catholic.

What does being Catholic
have to do with it?

Santeria is a mix of African
voodoo and Catholicism.

Its purpose is to invoke the spirits.
With a goat's head?

They use animal sacrifice
to ask for blessings and curses.

So let me get
this straight.

You're scared of being
cursed and that's why

you're not gonna collect the
little coffin over there?

Yeah.

It's not out of fear, though.

It's out of respect.

These are holy offerings.

It's sacrilege to
mess with them.

Oh. Well, uh,
this is evidence.

That's why you're here.

Okay, fine.

I'm not scared.

Get anything?

There's a lot of victim's
blood, but nothing conclusive.

I guess the only thing
we know right now for sure

is the victim
was a golfer.

Hmm. I beg to differ.
You do?

This club is
as long as mine.

It's got to be
over 43 inches.

What does that mean?

Tall people
buy tall clubs.

Whoever used this
was at least six feet.

Our victim was just over five.

These weren't her clubs.

Alissa was the only one living
at the condo, though.

I wonder
who they could belong to.

Well, let's see.

He's a lefty.

Judging by the
rigidity of this club,

he's very strong
or he's a very serious golfer.

That's a good observation.
See?

You don't have to use a mass
spec to figure out everything.

What about the other men
in her life?

What do you know?
Boyfriends, brother, anybody?

How about an ex-husband?

A neighbor said she was
in the middle of a divorce.

You, uh...

you play golf, Trevor?

Yeah.

Is that illegal?

No, but killing

your ex-wife is, Trevor.

What?

When? It's been weeks
since I've spoken to Alissa.

Really?

Because she was beaten
with your five wood

this morning.
Oh, God.

I haven't seen those clubs

in as long as I
haven't seen her.

So your concern is the clubs?

$10,000 custom-made.

She was hoarding them.

If I'd have been there, I
wouldn't have left without them.

What about Santeria?

Was Alissa into that?

Ugh. Yoga, Krav Maga.

Alissa's always into something.

Could have been
her latest phase.

Am I at least going
to get my clubs back?

I would say
that would be unlikely.

The body under
this sheet sat up?

This isn't the guy.

The guy I saw was blond.

I know it sounds crazy,
but this happened.

Ryan, this body
is 100% dead.

Crushed torso.

Any movement
would be impossible.

That's not the guy.

There's got to be
an explanation for all this.

Right?
There is.

You.

The Santeria stuff
has got you spooked.

I don't know, I don't know.
Look.

When I first started
working in the morgue,

my mind played
tricks on me, too.

I mean, you're sure
he didn't move?

Why don't you go on
back over to CSI

and take a little
break, okay?

Okay.

Must be your lucky day.

I got a hit on the epis

from the vic's fingernails.

Alissa put up a fight,
got us plenty of DNA,

and it belongs to...

Ed Smith.

Armed robbery of Alan Solner's
gold exchange six months ago.

Held a gun
to the guy's head.

Got away with four mil
in bars.

Never recovered.

Hmm, and look,
his trial starts tomorrow.

Guess he wanted to
commit one more crime

before he went to prison.

Let me see this guy.

That's the guy.

What guy?

That's the guy in the morgue.

You mean he's dead?

Yeah, I'm not crazy.

I don't know
about that.

You're saying our victim
was killed by a ghost.

No, I'm just saying
there's something weird

going on in the morgue.

Ed Smith used to be
right here.

Well, I still don't
understand how my body

put another body here

and walked out of the morgue.

Well...

I'm about to find out.

You gonna pick that up?

I can't feel my hands.

You messin' with me?

No, they're completely numb.

Is there something on them?

Okay, don't worry.

I can fix this.

It's the curse.
Oh, my God, Alexx.

I think it's the curse.

I told Ryan that that
coffin was bad news.

Was it the coffin that
made his hands numb?

Actually, no. It was
tetrodotoxin powder

from when he
touched the gurney.

That's blowfish poison.

What is Ed Smith
doing with blowfish poison?

Ed Smith tried to
pull one over on us.

Are you saying
he faked his own death?

Yeah.

How?

When tetrodotoxin is
applied to the skin,

it's absorbed into the body

and carried by the blood
to all the major organs.

The toxin slows down
your breathing,

reduces your
heart rate,

and induces a state
of temporary paralysis,

mimicking death

for a period of
hours, even days.

The right dose, and you
wake up a few hours later,

the wrong dose,

and you're
dead for real.

He faked his own death

to get out of
an armed robbery charge?

That is crazy.

Guess what religion's been
known to use the powder.

Santeria?

Yeah.

So I guess that means
you are headed to Calle Ocho.

You mean, zombie powder?

Yeah.

That's illegal,

and you can only get it
if you have a prescription

Oh, now, Clarisa,
come on.

You and I both know
that sometimes

there's a very big
difference between

what's legal and
what's sold here.

It's regulated
by the government, okay?

None of the other Botanicas

can even get
a hold of it.

All right.

What about these two?
Have you seen them?

Him I don't know, but...

yeah, I seen her.

She came in the other day
with her boyfriend.

And he bought some stuff.

Don't remember much about him,
but he's big into Santeria.

He use a credit card?

No, he paid with a check.

All right.

Well, I need you to write down
everything you remember

about the
transaction...

the boyfriend's name or
anything that would be helpful.

Jeremy, tell us
why you bought

blowfish poison
at the Botanica.

Blowfish poison?

That's way out of my realm.

What about the Santeria
curses we found

at your girlfriend
Alissa's condo.

Those are mine, but
they're not curses.

They're symbols of
love and divination.

If they were curses, you'd
have found much more blood.

And the goat's head?

The goat was a
prosperity sacrifice.

I just didn't have a chance
to dispose of the remains.

What kind of sacrifice
was Alissa?

My religion doesn't
make me a murderer.

Well, what about
the little coffin

we found next to Alissa?

There were prints on it

that I bet we could
match to you.

I never put that
anywhere near her.

Where is that now?

It's in our lab.

You need to burn that thing.

Why is that?

'Cause if you don't

get rid of it,
someone else is going to die.

Starting to believe me now?

About the coffin and the curse?

It's getting harder not to.

But do you really believe

someone's going to die?

I think that the sooner
we solve this case,

the sooner this curse,
or whatever it is,

is gonna disappear.
What I want to know is

how did Ed get up and get out of
here without anyone seeing him?

Hey, my staff isn't trained
to watch the living.

I'm more interested
in how he got in.

Is that his file?

Yeah.

Looks like the paramedics
thought he was a coroner's case,

so they brought
him to the morgue

instead of taking
him to funeral home.

A funeral home?

Yeah.

Who signed
his death certificate?

Doctor Trevor Valone.

That's Alissa's ex-husband.

I think we just found
our connection.

Ed was my patient
for many years.

He had a heart condition.

You signed
his death certificate.

You helped him
fake his own death.

Tetrodotoxin can only be
bought by a doctor,

and a search of your office
revealed you bought some.

Look, Ed was my friend.

We played Little
League together,

he was best man
in my wedding.

He just took
a wrong turn somewhere,

ended up stealing
millions in gold,

and I couldn't bear
to see him go to prison

for the rest of his life.

You sure you want to do this?

It's the only way.

911. What is your emergency?

Patient died on the table.

Time of death, 8:32.

Myocardial infarction.

So you help Ed die,

and in turn, he kills Alissa.

Is that the deal?
There was no deal.

Then why was Ed's DNA found

under your ex-wife's
fingernails?

When Alissa and I
were arguing over assets,

Ed tried to reason with her.

He said it was
a total nightmare.

Aren't you in jail yet?

Trevor sent me.

You're just his lapdog.
Be reasonable.

Reasonable?

When did that happen?

Yesterday.

Ed came to my office right
after he saw Danielle.

Oh, wonderful.
So both you and Ed have alibis.

Look, if I were you,

I would check
Alissa's office computer.

Why's that?

Her work was her life.

It's practically
why we got divorced.

Hmm. Thank you.

Looks like, uh,

Alissa Valone's doing
pretty well for herself, huh?

She was the president of
this advertising agency.

You know, all this bad stuff
started happening

when I touched that coffin.

You don't think that that's
a coincidence, do you?

Alissa was cursed by it,
and now I am.

Don't be silly.

I believe in science.

Yeah, I do, too, I'm just,

I'm just saying,
it's kind of weird.

Not weird. We're just here
to pick up Alissa's computer.

It's right there.

We'll shut it down, bring it
to the lab, and have Cooper

analyze the hard drive.
It's very simple.

Coincidence?

Husband sends you
to check the computer

and the battery blows.

Convenient.

Can we get anything
off of it?

Even though the plastic
components were melted,

the electronic board
and the hard drive

may have some information.

So I Frankensteined

this little contraption together
you see before your eyes.

It's my little monster.

It's kind of fitting for
the case, don't you think?

Yes, it's very cute.

In fact, I can't believe
you put all this together today.

It took me a week
to set up my TiVo.

I just attach this
one last wire,

and then transfer what data's
left on the burnt drive

to a clean one.

So now what?

Well, we see
if it actually works.

" You'll get what
you deserve. "

That's a vicious one.

Can we find out
who sent that?

Danielle Madison.

The girl from the bait car.

Isn't she supposed to be
Alissa's best friend?

Nothing is what it seems today.

You told the officer
this morning

that you and Alissa
are good friends.

That's right.

You know, I just don't think

that close friends
send each other

threatening e-mails.

" I hope you die, bitch. "

Rot in hell for what you did. "

What exactly did she do?

Look, she's my friend
and my boss.

I had been working for weeks
on my marketing portfolio

to get promoted,
and she just

gives the job to some guy, some
random guy from Human Resources.

So you went to her condo
to confront her,

and things got out of control?

No, no.

I know I overreacted

when I yelled at
her in the office.

So I went
to the condo

to apologize.

But when I got there,
the door was open,

and she was just
lying on the floor.

So I never actually
got to tell her.

I just... I really
feel awful about that.

Is there any way
you can prove that?

No.

I know this looks bad for me.

But... I didn't do it.

Time is of the essence,
Officer Lloyd.

I got the tape from the bait car
as soon as I could.

I know you need to see it
to confirm Danielle's alibi.

Those blips are the bait cars.

They move, we move.

Here's from this morning.

So what do we got?

Cameras are only activated
when the motor is started.

What you're looking at
is my officer

who drove it
to the bait location.

Could you, Officer,
speed this up for me, please?

There's your suspect.

There's Danielle.

The car sat for

two full hours
before she drove it off.

Okay, go back to the break
before she entered the car,

and play it
for me slowly.

In between your suspect

and my officer,

the camera shifted.

It looked like
somebody bumped it.

Yes, they did.

And that means that somebody
was in that car before she was.

Ms. Boa Vista, the car.

So what did
we get, ma'am?

Whoever was in that
car before Danielle

didn't see the
lipstick cam,

but they definitely
touched it.

So I've got AFIS
running it right now.

Javier Ravez.

So how did
Auto Theft Detail miss him?

He never started the car.

You're right.

The sensors and cameras
are activated by the ignition.

Okay, well,
why would Ravez

get into the car
and not steal it?

Let's go find out.

I didn't steal that car.

No, you didn't steal it but
you were in it this morning.

I don't think so.

Javier,

we recovered your
fingerprint from the car.

Okay.

I was looking for change
to take the bus home.

Didn't find any, I skipped.

You skipped.

Is that it?

That's it.

Can I go?

Don't go far.

Horatio.
Yeah.

Something up with that kid?

I want to take a look
into his background.

What are we looking for?
We're looking for

the reason he was in that car.

Can I talk to somebody?

Yeah, what about?

It's about my court
case against Ed smith.

You must be the guy he robbed?

Yeah.

Four million of my gold gone,

and today the judge tells me
the thief is asking

for a continuance.

What the hell is going on? Look,

the court case will continue
as soon as it possibly can.

All right.
Well, the rumor is

Ed's dead.

I'm offering a reward
for my stolen property.

One million...

cash for gold,
no questions asked.

That's a mighty generous reward.

Ed Smith isn't dead.

What do you mean?
He died last night.

Uh, that was misreported.

He held a gun to my head,

made me fear for my life and
now he's just walking around?

Well, if you feel
you're in danger,

we can offer you
police protection.

If I wanted protection,
I wouldn't ask you guys.

You can't even keep watch
over a dead body.

We'll find Ed Smith.

Well, you better hope
I don't find him first.

Starting to believe?

Well,

uh, there's
a dead guy walking around

and I suffered
temporary paralysis.

And there was some spontaneous
combustion and all that

since we brought this thing

in here, so I
would have to say,

yeah, Santeria's might have
something to do

with Alissa's death, sure.

Maybe. Maybe not.

I decided to look deeper
into her divorce.

Went to the court to obtain
the Petition for Dissolution.

Oh, yeah, what are
they fighting over?

A condo or car or something?

No, their burial plots.

They already
have burial plots?

It's what happy couples do.

Trevor was desperate for them.

He was willing
to give up the condo,

wedding china, even his
plasma screen television.

But she wasn't budging.

You know an unused burial
plot's a pretty good place to...

hide something.

Yeah, something like gold.

A graveyard.

Yeah, of course.

Hey, Wolfe,

no flashlight
all right.

I know it's dark
but I don't want

to alert anyone
to our presence.

Oh, okay, I won't alert
anyone to our presence here

in the pitch dark...

Did you see that?

Just take it easy,
Wolfe, all right.

Yeah, not a word, Wolfe.

Take it easy, Delko.

Not a word.

The Valones'
burial plot

should be
right up here.

Somebody's here.

Miami-Dade PD.

Identify yourself.

You okay, Wolfe?

I hate this case.

Yeah, tell
me about it.

That's Ed Smith.

Now, he's really dead.

But the gold is gone.

Whoever did this,
they were smart.

They raked the ground
so we can't get any shoeprints.

Shh.
What?

See that red light over there?

Is that a camera?

Looks like
a microphone.

What the hell is going on?

Someone's
recording death.

Relax, I come in peace.

I got nothing off the recorder
so I sent it to Cooper.

All right.

Careful, Eric.

These tables are
glass after all.

Okay, they can take it.

Heard somebody
died twice today. Freaky.

Yeah, well, I know somebody

killed twice today.

There's nothing better
than a wooden handle.

Yeah, the killer
raked the scene,

but he forgot
that his hands got raked, too.

Thank God
they always forget something.

Nothing.

I'll run it against

the reference
samples in this case.

Jeremy Fordham.

Isn't that the vic's boyfriend?

So why am I here again?

You killed Ed Smith, Jeremy.

Yeah, I don't
even know who that is.

Be that as
it may, Jeremy,

you did swing the ax intoji
the man's abdomen, killed him.

And you left evidence
on the handle.

I heard Alissa talk

about her ex and
about the gold.

His what?

Gold. Gold.

He and his buddy, Ed,
from grade school.

Some crazy plan.

Where is it?

If I knew, don't you
think I'd have it.

You mean we'd have it.

And I figured out
it was in her burial plot

from the way her idiot
husband was whining about it.

So you killed her, too?

Why would I?

Hell, I-I didn't want
to kill Ed what's-his-name,

but he got in the way.

Where's the gold now, Jeremy?

It's not at your place.

I won't be telling you.

I guess that goat's head
didn't work after all, huh?

Not much of a prosperity spell.

It will.

That gold will be worth millions
when I get out.

But, Jeremy,
you're not getting out.

Hey, was there anything
on the graveyard recorder?

I contacted the owner.

His name was on
the back of it.

Did he know anything
about the murder?

Murder... no, death... yes.

He was trying

to listen to Greta...

his mother.

What was his mother doing
at the cemetery?

Rotting.

He was trying
to record the dead.

It's called
Electronic Voice Phenomena.

People think the recorders
can pick up the unheard

voices of the dead.

Okay.

I know it sounds hokey.

But listen.

This is a frequency
below human range.

This is the frequency
of the dead.

There right there.

Here, let me isolate
that for you.

Out of the grave...

Has to go...

Kill him.

Go... Ow...

That's not EVP, Cooper.

That's audio parallax.

It also means
that Jeremy wasn't acting alone.

So he had an accomplice.

See, I don't think this place
is so scary in the daytime.

And you?
What? No.

Come on, I
wasn't scared.

You know I listened
to the entire tape,

don't you, Ryan?

So there was an
accomplice here?

Way to change the subject.

There is definitely evidence
of an accomplice, yes.

And that person
took the gold.

So I'm thinking,
our best bet is to look

for something capable
of conducted sound.

Like a mausoleum.
Mm-hmm.

Well, ghosts don't bleed.

Why would the accomplice

be 100 yards
from the grave site?

We should probably

catch our suspect
before he becomes one.

Besides his one, uh, B&E,
Javier's clean, but get this,

he's got a brother
named Carlos.

Continue please.

Carlos picked up his third
strike a couple months ago.

For doing what?

Stealing the exact same bait car

Javier broke into this morning.

Uh, I guess you learned
about it from the trial.

Okay, what were the first
two convictions for?

Meth.
Possession and distribution.

Now, we know there's
a lab out there somewhere,

but he didn't
give up a location.

But maybe Javier knows.

You called. I came.
Cooperation.

And we are deeply
grateful, Javier.

Have a seat.

For you? Okay.

What's up?

We need to swab
your hands.

Too bad I can't help you.

Think again, Javier.

You got to tell
me what that's for,

'cause the law tells me
I got a right to know.

It's really good that you're up
on all the laws you're breaking.

We think you're
into meth production.

Just like your
brother, Javier.

And my skin
tells you that?

We're going to know soon enough.

You think you're so smart.

Well, I've got to be smarter
than you.

Well, I've been here twice
and you've got nothing

but a Q-tip.

That's all I need.

Here we go.

No.

Nope. No evidence of
meth on the surface,

and that means that he hasn't
been around crystal meth.

Cyclonite.

What's that?
That's RDX.

That's an explosive.

It is an explosive.
There's a bomb in that car.

Well, there you go.

That's why Javier
snuck into the car.

He thought this car would be
back at the depot by now.

He meant to kill the cops
that arrested his brother.

This is totally about revenge.

It's just our luck.

Can you defuse it?

Not with four
minutes, Frank.

What are you going to do?

Going for a ride, Frank.

Aren't you a little
freaked out?

I mean, the curse said that
someone was going to die.

Bang... Ed died.

But you do realize that
the person that told us

about the curse was the person
who killed Ed, don't you?

Oh, yeah, I guess
you have a point.

Burn, baby, burn.

Are you okay?

I won't know for a while.

There were 12 samples
in that centrifuge

and they all came
in contact with my skin.

Have you seen Alexx?
Has she drawn your blood for the EMIT tests?

No, not yet because we're trying
to get this murder solved.

I guess the table
must've splintered

when Delko slammed
that pickax down on it.

The vibrations
from the centrifuge

must've finished the job.

Is everything compromised?

Believe it or not, no.

Only what was being analyzed,
it was a concentrated sample.

These the results?

Amylogenin, XX,
on the mausoleum blood.

Which means the sample
was from a woman.

So Trevor Valone wasn't
the accomplice after all.

It's looking more and
more like Danielle.

Okay. Danielle said
she found Alissa dead,

heard a killer,
freaked out and ran.

All of which checked out.

But does it? I mean,
why is there no evidence

of Danielle
inside Alissa's condo?

We printed everything,
even the doorknob.

There is zip on Danielle.

Unless she wiped
everything down.

That's it. That's what happened.

And everything she wiped away
was either prints or blood.

Okay, so whatever
she used

has to be here with Alissa's
possessions, right?

It's right on
the murder weapon.

And if she wore it like a glove,

there'll be epithelials
on the inside.

So Danielle
was Jeremy's partner.

Her job was to
get rid of Alissa,

use the golf clubs
to frame Trevor, the ex,

then get away as fast
as she could.

You don't want
to do this, Danielle.

I get to have Jeremy
and the gold.

I don't need you.

They used the mausoleum
to sort the gold.

She must've cut her hand
while moving the gold bars.

Ouch.

Her voice was picked up
by the graveside microphone.

But she took the wrong car.

Which means she could be
in her own car right now.

Homicide confirmed
she picked it up this afternoon.

And her navigation system
is activated.

Officer Delko?

I see you got your gold back.

Rewards have a way
of compelling people.

A million in cash
is a nice incentive.

Yeah, well,
someone killed to collect it.

Yeah. Killed the man
who took it.

You'll forgive me
if I'm not too broken up.

Where's the woman
who returned the gold?

Danielle Madison?

Oh, see, the deal was
no questions asked.

I'm a man of my word.

No, you're aiding a killer.

Hmm. Good luck proving that.

But, if I was a betting man,
and I am...

...I'd say she's nowhere
near Miami.

Left her car behind,
put one over on you.

Give me time, Solner.

I'm going to find her.

Hey.

Heard you had a
close call today.

Well, we all did.

Did you get a chance
to see Alexx?

Yeah, I feel like
a total pincushion.

But I should know if I'm healthy
in about... about a week.

Good. If you, um...

if you feel you need
to take some time, that's okay.

Thank you.

I think I'm going to be
of more use here though.

Okay.

I guess you just...

you never know
when death is coming.

No, we don't, and that's why
we shouldn't live in fear of it.

You're right.

You're right.

Then I will see you tomorrow.

You will see me tomorrow.

All that, and we didn't even
find our killer.

Miami International has no
records of Danielle's departure.

I checked with
the Port. Nothing.

So, uh, looks like
she got away with it.

And you still don't believe
that there's a curse?

I mean, if you ask me,
it seems like

Danielle is being protected
by some sort of...

unseen force.

No, the only thing protecting
her was luck.

She'll screw up eventually.

So, what, none of this
means anything to you?

Hm-mm.

I don't believe in curses.

I believe in Karma.

Well, at least
this case is over,

and to, um, whichever one of you
put away that little coffin,

thank you, because I don't ever
want to see that thing again.

One of you guys
put it away, right?

I didn't.

You know how I feel
about Santeria.

I never touched it.

Are you messing with me?

I don't think that would be
very good Karma.

Hold Se�ora.
Thank you.

* Muito obrigado *
Thank you so much