All language subtitles for CSI Miami - 5x10 - Come As You Are.en

No joy with the flare.

I cannot make out
the target, over.

(helicopter passing overhead)

This is Perry.

I'll proceed
to the next checkpoint.

I repeat, I've got the target.

(gunshots)

Moving to target two.

(gun clicking)

MAN (over radio):
Be advised, be advised.

Clear and lock all weapons.

Return to HQ once you have
a safe weapon.

(car horn honks nearby)

REPORTER (over speaker):
It's going to be a hot one
in Miami today

with a high of 98 degrees.

We will have some relief
with a nice tropical breeze

blowing in from the southeast.

This is Johnny Mountain,
WKOR Weather.

What do you think
you were doing?

They rushed the clock.

We could have had
a perfect score,

That was my last target.

Matt, what's wrong?

You killed someone.

CAINE:
Our victim is a dead
U.S. Marine, Frank.

Sergeant Timothy Hicks,
he's a recruiter here in Miami.

Who came out to a
civilian gun range.

Except none
of these wannabes

claim they saw our
victim today.

Till Derrick Perry there
put five in his back.

Look, I told you already,
I didn't mean to.

I saw it, sir--
it was an accident.

And you are?

Matthew Batra.

Derrick and I come here
all the time.

I know you're thinking

I was all battle crazy
and didn't see him...

but that guy didn't make
a sound.

That's because
he was already dead.

TRIPP:
He was shot somewhere else

and dumped here.

Which is why
there's no blood, Frank.

No blood.

So we're, like, free to go?

Yeah, you're free to go,
but don't go far.

Somebody wanted us to think

our vic died here
in this playground war.

Frank, the war may be staged,

but the murder is real.

WOLFE:
So the victim
was a Marine recruiter?

That's probably motive
right there, right.

You got something against
the military, Wolfe?

No, but with what's going on
in Iraq right now,

it makes sense there are
a lot of people

who have it out for the military,
don't you think?

All I know is he
wears the uniform,
so he gets our best.

Lividity puts his time of death

several hours
before he was shot.

That's why there wasn't
any blood.

He was definitely
killed somewhere else.

Do you get a cause
of death yet?

Blunt force trauma
to the forehead,

and I do mean blunt.

Whatever hit him

was flat and very hard.

I'll start my recon.

Hey, Eric...

I'm also thinking kidnapping.

His hands were bound
with something.

Except his feet weren't.

Killer bound his hands,

probably used them like a
handle to drag him up here.

Got the drag marks
over here to prove it.

Probably not going to be able
to get any impression, though.

Maybe they can tell us
where they came from.

(camera shutter clicking)

Yeah, it looks like
there was a struggle, but...

it's hard to believe
that anybody

could overpower a guy that big.

This is his truck.

It's registered
to a Timothy

and Donna Hicks.

He left a wife behind.

He left his blood behind, too.

I think this is where
our recruiter was killed.

You ready for me?

Calleigh, baby, have I ever
made you wait?

(sighs)

Man in uniform.

And looks like he went
through a lot of them.

What do you mean?

Today wasn't the first time
he was shot.

See these scars?

They're old bullet wounds.

Barely a piece of him
without a scar.

Tim Hicks was a fighter.

You know, I bet
he got some of them
saving people's lives.

He was awarded
the Bronze Star.

Yeah. That makes this
even harder to say.

I found traces of a white powder
in his nasal cavity.

Oh, I do not think
that he is the type.

Well, things aren't always
as they seem.

You know, I bet that powder
could help explain

how someone overpowered
a trained soldier.

I sent it to Tox.

And you'll be the first to know.

Thanks, Alexx.

I heard you got the tox report
back on our dead recruiter,

so, uh,
what's his poison?

Ketamine.

Ketamine?

Is a cat tranquilizer,

Yep. Commonly known on
the street as Special K.

It won't kill anybody,

but it's the perfect drug
to overpower someone.

Well, they found powder
up his nose,

so how do you get someone
to snort a drug?

Trust.

I don't follow.

Well, I just found out his wife
is a veterinarian,

so she'd have access to the drug
and... to his trust.

Let's go.

I'll drive.

(dog barking in distance)

DUQUESNE:
You work out of your
home, Dr. Hicks?

Yeah. Kennel's out back,
as if you couldn't tell.

Is that where you
kept the ketamine?

Among other drugs I use
to treat the animals, yes.

We found high doses
of ketamine in your
husband's system.

Do you know
anything about that?

Oh, my God.

Yeah.

Tim asked me about ketamine...
if it would relax him.

So he took the ketamine
from your office?

I guess so.

He's never done anything
like that before.

You don't understand.

Tim doesn't just sign recruits
and then forget about them.

He cares
about his recruits.

Sometimes we'd get two
death notices a day from Iraq.

TIMOTHY:
He put his trust in me.

He was 20 years old.

You were always
honest with him.

(dogs barking in distance)

You need some sleep.

We're going to need
to check your medical
supplies, Dr. Hicks.

Uh, we had a break-in
a couple days ago.

Some things were taken.

Were any of these
things ketamine?

Maybe... I'm don't know
what all was taken.

Did you file a police report?

No.

Yeah, I didn't
think so.

Would you mind if we checked
point of entry?

It's the back window.

I haven't even cleaned up
the glass yet.

Well, that's a good thing
for us.

Am I going to lose
my license?

There's a possibility
you may lose more than that.

(trilled beeping)

Hey, I just finished
running trace

on the victim's wrists.

Yeah, anything useful?

Micropore elastic paper
with cotton overlay

and a Uro-Bond adhesive.

Medical tape.
But that's among
other things.

It's got such
a wide range of uses.

Okay, well, let's
hope we get something.

I just pulled a fat,
juicy print off the
victim's nametag.

I'm running it
through AFIS now.

Sean Reynolds,
charged with assault

a couple of years ago;
charges were dismissed.

Look what he's got
for a work address.

Yeah, that's a little more
than a coincidence.

Wolfe's out in the field; I'm
going to have him pay a visit.

Sean Reynolds?

You tired of hamburger?

You ready to eat steak?

You've come to the right place.

Yeah, um, Ryan Wolfe.

Look like a leader, Wolfe.

Marine Corps needs
leaders like you.

I'm a CSI. I'm here to talk
to you about Tim Hicks.

Hicks...

He was a good man.

And a top-notch recruiter.

He'll be missed.

You two recruit together?

Let's just say we
both went after them.

You mean you competed.

Competition keeps you frosty.

That's the Marine Corps way.

The thing
about competition is,

sometimes it can
get out of hand.

See, your fingerprints
were found

on Sergeant Hicks's uniform.

You're looking to pin
his death on me?

You want to tell me why
your hands

were on the victim's chest?

Couple days back,
Hicks got this letter.

It just set him off.

Hate mail's one thing, but this
guy's threatening my life.

Listen to me,
it's just some whack job.

All right?

All right.

Where's that letter now?

Probably his desk.

Thanks.

"You killed me.

"Killed me with your lies.

My blood is on your hands."

There isn't a return address.

That's okay.

The challenge keeps us frosty.

It's the CSI way.

* *

Damn...

What's wrong?

I just ran the sample
from envelope.

I got a really good
clean sample.

But there's nothing
coming out of CODIS?

Did you try the military
DNA database?

Because if you ask me,

it sounds like that letter
was written by a soldier.

Does that database track
criminals in the military?

It has all the people
in the military.

Every recruits' DNA
is cataloged.

It's mainly used
for identifying remains.

How did we get access to that?

It a perk when you cooperate
with JAG.

Marine Corporal
Kevin Kirby.

Let's see, where's he stationed?

He was on the ground
in Fallah,

but he's back home on
bereavement leave here in Miami.

Who died?

His brother.

The funeral is tomorrow,
viewing is today.

I'll let Horatio know.

All right.

* *

Did you serve
with my Patrick in Iraq?

No, Mrs. Kirby,
I'm not military.

My name is Horatio Caine.

I'm with CSI.

Both of my sons served...

but only one came back alive--

Kevin.

Ma'am, when you're ready,
I'd like to talk to Kevin.

Kevin isn't really
Kevin anymore.

Being over there
did something.

You know...

all he does is stare at the TV.

He's right outside.

CAINE:
Kevin?

Sir.

Kevin, I wanted to talk to you
about Sergeant Hicks.

Yes, sir.

Why don't you have a seat?

I understand, Kevin,

you wrote quite an angry letter
to the sergeant.

I did, sir.

Why did you do that?

He, uh, told me that I could
make a lot of money

if I got somebody
to join the Marine Corp,

and that they would make
a lot of money, too.

So you brought your brother,
Patrick.

And now he's dead.

Kevin,

what if I were to tell you that
Sergeant Hicks is dead, too?

It's my fault, sir.

Sergeant Hicks?

No.

Patrick.

I killed my brother, sir.

In Iraq, I killed him.

I killed my brother, sir!
He doesn't mean that.

Kevin, you don't
mean that, baby.

Why don't you go
inside, okay?

(quietly):
Come on. Come on.

I told you he's not well.

He says these kinds of things
all the time.

He's not right.

I understand, ma'am.

Ma'am, if you would ever like to
talk to me about this further,

I would appreciate a call, okay?

That the glass from
the Hicks's window?

(laughs)

How long were you watching?

Long enough to know
you found something.

Okay, yeah, I did.

Some kind of staple fiber,
got Kevlar in it.

It's Nomex.

It's a flame
resistant material

used in military gloves.

SWAT uses it as well.

So Dr. Hicks
was telling the truth--

someone did break in.

Okay, well, I'll swab it
for epithelials,

and I'll run it through CODIS
and the military databases.

You know what?
I think we already met the guys

who were wearing those gloves.

Which database?

Neither.

We already told Tex
everything there is to tell

back at the gun range.

Did you forget to tell
Detective Tripp

that you recently broke into
the victim's house,

and that you took drugs

from his wife's
veterinary practice?

You can't prove that.

We found a piece of Nomex
on the window.

All I have to do
is take a look at your gloves

to see which one
of you did it.

Don't fold, Matt.

Then you tell.

No way.

Not on your life.

Tell her or she's going to think
it's something worse.

Worse than being a chicken?

Chicken about what?

Hicks and his partner
came to our school.

He looked so
cool,

you know, in his uniforms and everything?

Hicks was talking about

how we could make a difference
over there--

change history.Make history.

Save lives.

So we signed up.

Today, you've taken the first
step to becoming men.

We're going to shoot
some big-ass guns.

Just wait till the ladies see us
after boot, we'll be ripped.

(laughing)

Then Derrick started having
second thoughts.

So we figured if we
stole back his file,

there wouldn't be a way
to prove he enlisted.

We wanted to hit up
his office, but...

he took the files
home with him.

Why didn't you just tell us you

that you knew Sergeant Hicks
in the first place?

Because...

we thought it'd look bad.

And yours was the only
application that you took?

There was a bunch.

We didn't know which one,
so we took them all.

Okay.

I'm going to need to take a look
at those files.

Well, that's the thing.

We, uh... we got rid of them.

We burned them.

Well, then you're right
about one thing--

this looks really bad.

Mrs. Kirby.

Thank you for returning
my call, Lieutenant.

They've arrested Kevin.

Um, who's arrested him?

JAG.

They accused him
of murdering Patrick.

But it was just rambling.

Mrs. Kirby, have they released
Patrick's body yet?

Yes.

Okay.

Would you mind if my team
took a look at him?

I don't know, Lieutenant.

Patrick has been through
so much already.

Mrs. Kirby,

Patrick is our chance
to save Kevin.

Go home and
think about it.

CAINE:
Have him take a seat, please.

Kevin.

I don't think you
can talk to me.

I spoke to the officer
in charge of your case

and it's okay to talk to me.

Did my mother say it was?

She asked me
to visit with you.

I guess she trusts you then.

So what I need now, Kevin,
is for you to trust me.

I suppose you want to hear
about my brother.

That's correct.

I don't even remember the last
thing he said to me that day.

But I know the first.

You're dead, Kevin.

Bring it on, baby, bring it on!

Set. Hike.
(plane flying overhead)

Hey, Patrick, I'm open.

(grunting)

Come on,
get that guy..

Tackle him.
Get him

(whooping)

That's what
I'm talking about.

Yeah!

(Patrick sighs)

Chow is on you, bro.

Kobe steak, baked potato,
maybe a banana split.

Three scoops.

Just like
the brochure promised.

(both laughing)

KEVIN:
Eyes are open 24/7.

It's that one blink
that they catch you.

Man, this stuff is better

than anything
my mom made.

Maybe that's 'cause you
was always dissin' her like that.

I'm
about to take your bread,
too, brother.

(chuckles)
PATRICK:
Incoming!

(explosion)

(alarm buzzing)

(gunfire)

KEVIN:
Patrick!

Patrick!

Your unit was attacked.

Insurgents.

Off the radar.

And the whole world
went sideways.

(gunfire)
Patrick!

(explosion)

(gunfire fades)

I knew it was him.

But he didn't stop,
so I emptied my mag.

I was trained to kill,
so I killed.

I don't care what
JAG does with me...

'cause I'm already dead.
Kevin,

I don't think
you killed your brother.

Don't tell me that!

Kevin...

You said that I could trust you.

You just stated that you emptied
your entire mag into him.

That's not possible, Kevin.

He only had one bullet hole
in his chest.

We're done here, sir.

Kevin, I'm not
gonna give up on you.

* *

* *

* *

Alexx.

I fluoroscoped
his body.

I found this

buried in his chest cavity.

That's not
a bullet, is it?
No.

The unit corpsman
dug that out

during their field
autopsy in Iraq.

But they missed this.

Is it shrapnel?

Only one entrance
wound on that boy.

So it entered with the bullet.

My guess...

the bullet passed through something

before
it entered Patrick,

and whatever that was,
this is a piece of it.

Let me see that.

Alexx, I think that's paint.

Camouflage, maybe?

No, vehicle paint.

I'm going to get it
to Trace. Thank you.

How am I gonna find
a vehicle in Iraq?

It's the first Internet war,
Coop;

soldiers carry those DV cameras
everywhere they go now.

Yeah, I know, every
homemade battle video

is posted on the Internet.

That's what
I'm hoping for.

Someone had to record
the firefight

that Patrick Kirby died in.

Okay.

I'll let you
know what I find.
Thank you.

Patrick Kirby's
personal effects I take it.

His mother sent
over everything

that he'd had in Iraq,

including the uniform
that he died in.

Yeah.

What else did we get?

Well...

I found these hairs that were
too long for a military haircut,

so I ran them
domestically for DNA.

Brad Hoffman.

You know him?

I'm about to.

I've never been to Iraq.

I know Patrick from Miami.

I grew up with both brothers.

In fact, they were going
to work for my company

when they got
back from there.

See the problem,
Brad,

is that we found one of your hairs
inside the boot

that Patrick was killed in
on the battlefield.

Well, that must've
happened this morning.

This morning?

Yeah, I went to pay my respects to
Kev and his mom.

The boots were at the wake.

And his mom can confirm this?

Ask her, man.

You know,

isn't Iraq a little out
of your jurisdiction?

Not anymore, Brad.

Not anymore.

Is there a chance
you'd go to The Rack?

Sure there is.

Would you rather fight them
in their backyard

or later in your own?

You think that over.

I'll be here till 7:00,
we'll get you squared away.

Good-bye.

Well, Willy Loman's
got nothing on you.

I do my job.
Puts more boots on the ground.

Means less of our servicemen
and women get killed.

I will not apologize
for my mission.

Nobody's asking you to.

Well, you're here for something.

A couple of recruits

broke into
Sergeant Hicks's house

and burnt
their applications.

Ah, takes more than
that to get out

of your promise to
the Marine Corps.

We keep the originals
here under lock and key.

That's what I was hoping
you were going to say.

I'm gonna need to see
everything that they stole.

Here you go.

Thank you.

"Security risk."
What's that mean?

Washington flags applications
they think are questionable.

Like if a name appears
on the terrorist watch list.

The watch list?

Can't take a chance
with national security.

There are a hundred
applications in here.

Do you know
which one of these files

was flagged ??

Don't know. Those are
Hicks's poolies.

I'm gonna need
copies of all these.

Sure.

Thanks.

Hey, Natalia, uh...
I need the results

from that tape we found
on Hicks's body.

Um, why?

Did you-did you
find a candidate?

Yes and no.

You okay?
Yeah, I'm good.

Um, the tape had traces
of formaldehyde all over it.

Meaning?
Meaning...

formaldehyde pickles
body parts, animal parts,

that kind of thing.

Tape is from some place
of research.

Take good pictures.
Yeah, will do.

Hey, um...

was... was he just
asking about me?

Nick? Not at all.

So my ex-husband just...

comes into the lab
just to hang out?

He asked me out.

What did you say?

I said yes.

Are you mad?

Not at you.

(gunfire)

Cooper.

You found
the Kirby footage?

I think I have
post-traumatic stress

after all the battle
scenes I went through.

But check this out.

(talking indistinct)

Kirby brothers.

Mama, we coming home, okay.
We coming home soon.

We coming home soon.

We are on the way.
Need that meal, everything.

COOPER:
There were three different
cameras out that day.

A couple of corpsmen
and a staff sergeant.

Hi, baby. I miss you.

I'll be home soon.

(indistinct chatter)

(laughing)

And this is where the day
turns upside down.

PATRICK:
Incoming!
(explosion)

(alarm buzzing)
Patrick!

Okay, that's Kevin
taking the hit from a grenade.

He's could be out for
a couple of minutes.

Fast forward.

There's Patrick.

(gunfire)

Kevin!

According to the time stamp,
Kevin was unconscious

while Patrick was still alive.

And when he was killed.

Check this out.

(gunfire)

I never actually found
any footage where we see

Patrick getting shot.

All three cameras went
out during the battle.

But there's no way that your guy
could have shot his brother.

He was unconscious.

(gunfire)

Wait a minute, Coop,
freeze that.

License plates on that water
truck are from Florida.

Yeah. Contractors in Iraq don't
have to register their vehicles.

They just keep their own.

Run those plates for me please.

You think this truck has
something to do

with Patrick's death?

Brad Hoffman.

Hoffman told us
he'd never been to Iraq.

So these are
Hoffman's trucks.

Yep. They were unloaded
off a transport

a couple of days ago.

Flagman says Hoffman
Trucking just returned

from a two-year
stint in Iraq.

Which means he was there at
the same time as the Kirby's.

Eric, this truck on the end,
check that paint.

It's the same truck
from the video.

I think you're right.

* *

Piece of metal Alexx found

in Patrick's body is
from this truck.

It's from the door.

The angle says that the shooter was sitting
in the driver's seat.

So that means
Brad Hoffman shot Patrick Kirby

and then left him there
to die, doesn't it?

(gunfire)

Problem is no one's heard
from Hoffman for a few days.

He hasn't called
about picking up his trucks.

What do you think,
he's a flight risk?

He's an approved contractor.

He makes it back to Iraq,
he'll disappear off the map.

Let's stop him.

How'd you get your
hot little hands on a terrorist watch list?

The DOD is giving us
full cooperation.

Boy, there are thousands
of names on this thing, huh?

Yep. But all we need is one.

One of a hundred
recruit plicants.

Corey Stanich cleared.

Bobby Childs.

Feed in Derrick Perry.

The blonde kid from
the shooting range.

You know, being on
this list is motive enough.

Once you're on it, your life
is hell in this country.

Yeah, you can't get a flight,

no government jobs.

It's not Derrick.

Try Matthew.

Lakshmi and Rishad Batra?

It's not Matthew.

No, but those are his parents.

Does it list their occupation?

They're pathologists.

Does that mean
anything to you?

Pickled body parts.

Means they use
formaldehyde.

My parents are
good people, okay.

Only reason why they're on that
list is where they were born.

They're doctors.

They pay taxes, vote.

They're not terrorists.

I understand.

You didn't know
that's why you were rejected

until you stole
the application, did you?

Hicks lied to me.

He said it was because
of a medical reason.

Is that why you killed him?

No. I didn't.

I was pissed, but
I didn't kill him.

Matthew,
I know that you did.

The tape that was used

to bind Hicks's hand
had formaldehyde on it.

Your parents
are research pathologists,

I know that you got the tape
from the lab.

I was just trying to appeal
my case, okay, that's it.

Sergeant Hicks always stopped
at the gun range

on the way home.

(sniffing)

I need to talk to you.

Not now.

I swear I hardly
touched him.

He was tranquilized.

I didn't mean to hurt him,
he just went down.

You could have called it in.

Instead you bound his hands and
you dragged him to the range.

I figured...

if he was found there it would
look like an accident.

If I called it in, with my name,
do you know how that would look?

Then you know how this ends.

I could have been the best
marine, you know that?

I got 20/10 eyesight.

I could run the 100
yard dash under ten.

Hold my breath
for two minutes...

Matthew, Matthew, stop.

Marines are looking for people
who want to stop the killing.

Not cover it up.

Major Brenton,
thank you for coming in.

JAG headquarters appreciates
what you're doing.

Anything we can
do to help.

Actually there is, Major.

I need information on a
contractor named Brad Hoffman.

I have reason to believe

that Mr. Hoffman murdered
Patrick Kirby, Major.

You have proof of this?

Yes, I do.

When is the next contractor
flight scheduled

out of Miami due
into Baghdad?

Those are pretty deep waters
you're swimming there.

Need I remind you that
a US Marine has been killed.

Look, all I know,

contractors are always hitching
flights on corporate planes.

Duhamel Industries.

They carry the pharmaceutical
contract for Iraq.

Has a plane bound for Baghdad,
leaving in half an hour.

Thank you.

(siren wailing)

Brad Hoffman.

Going somewhere, Brad?

What, this is a private plane.

Connected to a
very public murder.

DELKO:
And we've got video,

with your truck pulling away.

And a piece of that truck
in Patrick Kirby's body.

When Pat and Kev
were getting sent over,

I thought I'd go
make big bucks

and be near
my friends.

But it didn't work out that way,
did it, Brad?

It happened so fast.

(gunfire)

Kevin!

Kevin!

So you saved
your own skin

and left Kevin
to take the fall.

It was a war zone, man.

You don't understand.

I bet corporal Kirby does.

I bet he does.

* *

(man shouts orders)

MAN:
Ready.

Aim. Fire.

Aim. Fire.

Aim. Fire.