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See, just like I told you, right?

It really brings back
the good old days, huh?

So, what do you think it's worth?

Riley...

425, suspicious remains at the city dump.

Awesome.

Trash run for the low man on the totem pole.

I promise not to abuse my power over you.

Watch your back, Riley.

And for our new CSI level three,

411A, recovered stolen vehicle at McCarran.

Nick, 402,

possible arson at the Burger Giant.

Well, there goes the night.

Why don't we all meet up

at the coffee shop after work?

Level three over here is gonna buy.

I'll take care of breakfast.

And the 419 in Green Valley.

Looks like the king gets

to sit on the bench for now.

That it?

No.

I know this has been a
tough year for all of us,

and I've been thinking...

I mean, more than usual.

I made a decision.

I'm gonna leave CSI.

Catherine will become the new supervisor,

so you'll be in good hands.

While I'm clearing my caseload,
Ecklie's preparing a list

of candidates for a new level one hire,

so...

you won't be shorthanded.

And I guess I just

came off the bench.

419 at Mount Charleston.

Okay?

* Who... are you? *

* Who, who, who, who? *

* Who... are you? *

* Who, who, who, who? *

* I really wanna know *

* Who... are you? *

* Oh-oh-oh Who... *

* Come on, tell me who are you, you, you *

* Are you! *

Sir?

You okay?

Yeah.

I was just wondering what it
would be like to go fly fishing.

Uh, a couple of hikers came
across the body this morning.

According to them, it's not a popular trail.

How long do you think that's been here?

I don't know.

Sealed bag, cool, moist environment.

Could be weeks, could be years.

But it's definitely human.

Call the coroner.

Tell him he's got soup to go.

This is Henry-5. We need a coroner...

All right, so let me get this straight.

Grissom didn't say that he
was leaving permanently,

so he could be taking a leave of absence.

That's a form

of leaving, right?

I think this is leaving, leaving.

What's he gonna do?

Teach?

Write a book, go off and
study bugs somewhere?

You know as much as I do, Nicky.

Star of David.

Looks like some kind of pendant.

Victim must have been Jewish.

These clothes

are pretty generic.

Jeans, T-shirt, sneakers.

It's not gonna help with TOD

or sex.

There's hair in our soup.

Most of them are brown,
but some of them are blonde.

So, maybe the vic got a
piece of the attacker.

Or maybe the victim just had a streak

of dyed hair.

Hodges...

Hodges.

Hmm?

Collect and separate

both sets of hairs.

Get them over to Wendy.

Run exemplars for mitochondrial DNA.

It's best to stay busy.

Based on skull morphology
and femoral bone dimensions,

I'd say we're looking at a Caucasian male,

around five feet, nine inches.

Partial fusion of the coronal-cranial suture

says that he was at least 25 years old.

Any idea of COD?

Very good idea.

Broken hyoid.

Strangulation. Yep.

Are you really leaving?

Yep.

Think of it this way, Doc.

You'll have somebody new you
can tell all your old jokes to.

I like the old guy just fine.

Are you, uh, running away from something?

Or running to something?

Someone?

I'm running to my office.

I think you're nuts.

I am never going to retire.

The Dick and Jane Killer's
name is Nathan Haskell.

Suspected of killing at least 14 people

in Nevada, California and
Arizona in the mid-90s.

He was picked up at a
sobriety checkpoint near Reno.

It was a lucky break.

The blood on his car matched a male DB

dumped in the desert several weeks earlier.

And he had blood under his nails

which matched another male
DB who had just been found.

A witness placed him with one of the vics.

There was a potential murder weapon.

Case went to trial.

In the middle, Haskell changed his plea.

He got life without parole,
and he's serving it at Ely.

I remember this guy.

He was called the Dick and Jane Killer

because he targeted couples.

It says here not any

of the female vics were ever found.

He refused to discuss the females,

but seven male bodies

were found in various remote locations,

each with postmortem stab wounds.

The first body they found
had two stab wounds.

The second body had three stab wounds.

The third had four,

then five, six, seven and eight,

so the theory was

that the first couple was never found.

And Joel Steiner and his fianc�e

were considered possible victims
since they lived near DJK

and they were reported missing in 1997.

That's before any of the
other confirmed victims.

Guess all we need is a positive ID on Joel.

I had this made for Joel

for his bar mitzvah.

He had a matching one made

for his fianc�e when they got engaged.

Oh, Mrs. Steiner, I'm sorry.

You can't take it with you.

It's, uh... it's evidence in an active case.

I promise to get it back to you

right after we confirm the I.D.

of your son's remains. I will.

I'll get it back to you.

But you can't keep it right now.

Sorry. It's all right.

Thank you.

Thanks.

I'm also going to need DNA
samples from each of you.

But you already have Joel's DNA.

We gave it to the police in Reno,
11 years ago.

I gave them his toothbrush.

They sent the sample out to a private lab

for DNA analysis, and that lab, um,

misplaced it or lost it.

It happens.

David, I've been meaning to talk to you.

It's a little too late for that, huh?

Hey, you gotta do what you gotta do.

Have a nice life.

Well, when I heard

that those hairs might actually be connected

to the Dick and Jane killer,

I just put the screws to
this guy I know at Accuregen.

And he ran our mito samples immediately.

What do you got on him?

He's my uncle.

I really didn't want to
wait around for three weeks

and then get the results
after you were gone.

And it turns out

that the blonde hairs are
definitely a mito DNA match

to Nathan Haskell.

Well, as far as we know,
he was an only child.

So, it's got to be him. Grissom.

I just want to thank you

for everything.

For the support and the encouragement

that you've given me.

You earned it.

Wendy.

Wasn't the "body soup" vic

I.D.'d as the DJK's first victim?

Yes. Brass said that Joel Steiner's

parents confirmed that the
Star of David pendant was his.

And we're getting their DNA
to positively establish I.D.

Okay, I don't believe
that it was Joel Steiner.

The sneakers that Soup Man was
wearing were made two years ago.

And the Dick and Jane Killer's
been in jail for at least ten.

Well, how did he end up
with DJK's hair on his body?

And who is he?

Lindsey was once given a gift certificate

for a pair of customized jeans.

So we go to the store,

we spend two hours picking out the wash,

the rivets, you name it.

And-and she has her boyfriend's name

embroidered on her butt pocket.

Well, guess what?

She breaks up with the guy a week later.

She doesn't wear 'em once.

Still beats a tattoo, right?

Oh, don't go there.

In any case,

the sneakers were definitely a custom job.

We got a warrant for the customer records.

Catherine, I, uh,

I know I surprised you today

with the...

I knew.

I knew before you knew.

Well,

looks like the sneakers were "designed"

by a Gerald Tolliver.

See if he's in missing persons.

Well, he's not only missing,
he's got a record.

Petty larceny, grand larceny.

Several drug busts.

Reno P.D. registered him

as a criminal informant
just before he disappeared,

six months ago.

You know what that means?

Road trip.

Kenny Martz, Reno P.D.

Nick Stokes. Greg Sanders.

So, did you work this case?

No, but I brought the related file.

Anything having to do with DJK

is near and dear to my heart.

Busted him back when I was in uniform.

Practically made my career.

So you guys held this scene for six months?

Not intentionally.

The house is still in probate.

Our CSIs found some blood drops

on this wall.

They sampled it

for DNA, and matched it to Gerald Tolliver.

We'd gotten him to roll
on some local junkies.

We were just starting to
move him up the food chain.

We figured he pissed somebody off,

got into a fight, skipped town.

Is there blood on the floor as well?

Yeah.

They luminoled this area.

There wasn't much blood,

not enough to suggest murder.

They found what appears to be

a partial shoe tread in this blood.

Look, Gerald Tolliver was 17

when DJK was doing his business.

He never turned up in the investigation.

So what's the connection?

We don't know.

That's why we're here.

Looks like Gerald was

a collector of sorts.

Maybe he was one of those
"murderabilia" freaks, you know?

All it takes is one shady prison barber,

and suddenly people are bidding
for a lock of DJK's hair

on eBay. But Joel Steiner's

body was never found.

How'd this guy end up
with his Star of David?

I don't know.

But I'm betting a guy like this
has other little "treasures"

stashed around here somewhere.

According to court transcripts,

Haskell's attorneys were attempting to argue

that the murders were the
work of more than one killer.

That's when Haskell changed his plea.

What was the theory?

That it would've been impossible

for Haskell to have strangled the males

while simultaneously
controlling the females.

They could've been sedated.

Tox on the male vics was clean.

Except for traces of THC.

Well, these guys are all narcissists.

Maybe Haskell just didn't
want to share the spotlight.

Or maybe Gerald was more than
just a murderabilia collector.

Maybe he was an accomplice.

Hey. Greg.

You guys aren't going to believe this.

Remember that apparent S & M double murder

from five weeks ago?

Well, whoever killed Gerald Tolliver

was also involved in the
murders of Ian Wallace

and Justine Stefani...

His shoe print was at both crime scenes.

And Ian had nine postmortem stab wounds.

Didn't mean much at the time,
but it's consistent

with the DJK's MO.

I think we're dealing with a copycat

who was trying to make Ian
and Justine the ninth couple.

A DJK copycat who just so happened

to kill a DJK accomplice

that nobody knew existed till just now?

I've clearly missed something.

I'll catch you up.

So let's just go up to Ely and question him.

This guy pled guilty to
avoid even the suggestion

that he wasn't responsible.

He's not going to talk to us.

All roads lead to Rome.

So Ely State Prison

sent over all the correspondence,

video logs, phone records
of the Dick and Jane Killer.

So I told the detectives
to be on the lookout

for any names that are associated

with both the DJK and Gerald Tolliver.

I think that might be our best bet.

That's a lot of material.

Yeah, well, the guy likes
to give interviews.

Dateline, 20/20

Time magazine.

The guy likes to talk.

I think he likes to have people

listen to him.

So I hear you're moving on.

I am.

That's too bad.

We'll stay in touch.

Sure. You know, the barbecue,
Labor Day, Fourth of July.

Go out on the boat.

You got a boat?

No.

Captain, something interesting.

It's not a connection between
DJK and Gerald Tolliver,

but there is a lot of back
and forth between the warden

and a professor at WLVU.

Apparently DJK's participating in some kind

of criminology seminar.

They're setting up a video conference

for a Q & A with the students,
the whole bit.

Wow. I'd take that class.

That's a good idea.

You should do that.

These letters say the
seminar is open to faculty.

You could go in as a visiting professor.

So what's the real professor going to say?

We won't tell him.

We'd be risking too much

if he's not willing to play ball, anyway.

I'll clear it with the
university administration.

Hello. I'm Dr. Raymond Langston.

I'd like to welcome

all those faculty members

who have bravely come out of the closet

and revealed themselves to be murder freaks.

Now, one of things

I am most often asked is,

"What does a serial killer look like?"

It's not a bad question.

Statistically speaking,

nine out of ten

are Caucasian males under the age

of 30, but you never know.

There was the case of a mother and daughter.

In a three-year spree,
they killed over and over again,

systematically murdering ten infants,

and they ate the remains.

That's Passion and Pom.

Jane Goodall observed their
rampage in Gombe in the 70s.

Now, remember, we human beings

share 99.5% of our DNA with chimps.

The urge to kill...

maybe it is just a big-brain mammal thing,

but it is in all of us.

I want to reemphasize the ground rules here.

Orderly conduct is to be
maintained at all times.

Don't reveal any personal information.

No names.

And the warden

has requested that the ladies please refrain

from wearing any revealing clothing.

My dear, you might want

to put on a sweater.

Now, last semester, some of you came to me

and said you wanted to
know what the face of evil

looked like.

Well, here it is.

Hello, class.

Everybody ready to learn?

What can you tell us about your father?

Apart from the fact that he was a mean,

miserable son of a bitch who
beat me at every occasion...

nothing.

What about your mother?

Was that who that lady
was who lived with us?

I always wondered.

Mr. Haskell.

I...

killed my first small
animal when I was nine.

It was a cat.

It's usually a cat.

Mr. Haskell.

No one knows why that is.

I mean, I know it's a terrible thing...

If you're going to waste our time

on playing games and phony remorse,

I'll pull the plug right now.

Okay.

Honesty it is, then.

I didn't like your book.

It's too technical and too depressing.

Then, let's talk about
something you enjoyed...

your first kill.

Oh, you never forget your first time,

but I think that discussion's
a little too intimate

for this stage of our relationship.

Maybe when know each other a little better.

That's why we're here.

Class, question and answer.

Serial killers usually have some sort

of selection process.

What was yours?
How'd you choose your victims?

Did you ever buy a car?

You go down to the showroom.

You're pretty sure you're gonna get one,

but why the red one?

Why not the blue one?

Nobody knows, but...

just one of them speaks to you

and that's the one you got to have.

How much premeditation was involved?

Did you fantasize about
what you were going to do?

Of course, I did.

All the time.

You remind me of my first lay.

She was a hooker.

I mean that as a compliment.

Did, uh...

you ever share any of your
experiences with anyone?

Like, with a buddy?

I didn't have any buddies.

Well, you must have had some friends.

You seem like you could be friendly.

These days, I mostly have fans.

I get at least two or three
marriage proposals every month,

but...

they don't allow conjugal visits,

so why carry the baggage
when you can't have the fun?

You're not a student.

What do you teach?

Sociology.

Tell us your definition of fun.

Fun is taking something away from somebody.

Like...

a nice Jewish girl, for example.

Taking her off on a little vacation.

Just three days and three nights

of Heaven on Earth.

And then... just Heaven.

L'chaim.

The night before Ian Wallace and
Justine Stefani were killed,

they went to a Paramore concert,

and according to his credit card records,

he bought tickets for all three nights:

Thursday, Friday and Saturday.

And we also found these
old Pearl Jam ticket stubs

in Gerald Tolliver's mattress.

According to the DJK file, Joel Steiner

and his fianc�e went missing

after attending that concert back in '97.

So, maybe the killer finds
his victims at concerts.

Exactly, so we checked

with the online ticketing service.

Hard tickets were mailed to Ian--

they all get scanned at the venue--

but on the night of Ian
and Justine's murder,

they were never used.

But the ones from Saturday night were.

You waste a couple... why waste the tickets?

You never revealed the location

of any of your female victims. Why?

Because nobody ever asked me
that question ever before.

I always thought it was strange.

Well, then, tell us now.

Why not?

You're serving two
consecutive life sentences.

You have nothing to lose.

Of course I do, Professor,
because when I took

those women, they stopped
being somebody's...

girlfriend or...

sister or...

daughter...

or fianc�e.

They became what I wanted them to be.

They're mine.

Did any of them resist?

No one tried to escape or fight back?

Tiffany and Cynthia fought
a little... at first.

Um...

How did you control them?

Not with force.

I'm gonna return to the
Jewish theme here, Doctor,

although I want you to know

that I have also killed
Catholics and Protestants

and one atheist.

By the way, they all prayed eventually.

Anyway, during the Holocaust,

when the first arrivals at the death camps

realized they were going to be killed,

they flew into a panic,
so the guards-- the Nazis--

started telling them that they
were going to be put to work,

that their skills were going to be used,

and they all calmed down.

And they all marched
obediently into the showers.

You have to give them hope.

If you bring a human being
to the brink of death,

and then you offer a chance--

no matter how small a chance-- to survive,

they'll grab it.

And they'll thank you for it.

And then...

you can do whatever you want.

And believe me...

I did.

Langston.

Hello, warden, thank you for calling.

Am I making you proud of me?

Thank you.

Okay, that's it for today.

See you tomorrow.

Be careful out there.

Could I buy you a drink?

Definitely.

So, all these videos are
from the Paramore show

the night after Justine and Ian were killed?

Got to love the Internet.

The vics' tickets were in section 203...

seats M26 and 28.

And this video...

has the best view of those seats.

Looks like they have the same logos

on their ball caps.

I'll enhance that.

Reliant Wash and Wax.

Uh, yeah, I recognize them.

That's Richie and Donny--
they're in the tunnel.

Yeah, okay. Yeah.

All right, shut the machine down. Okay.

Go in the west entrance.

Buckle up these two guys.

Las Vegas Police!

Las Vegas Police.

Put your hands on the hood.

Put your hands on the
hood where I can see them.

Okay, here's a simple quiz.

The Paramore concert five weeks ago.

Where'd you get the tickets?

I told you not to do it, you idiot.

I got them off a scalper.

That's not illegal-- it's the scalping them

that's illegal. Shut up.

I don't know what this guy's talking...

coming in here...
What the scalper look like?

I don't know, it was dark.

It was in a parking lot.

Some skinny white dude, man.

Well, that's a big help.

Any chance either of you
have the ticket stub?

Yeah, I do.

It's in my wallet.

What is this, a phone book?

Yeah, I keep everything.

Somebody's home.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go, go, go, go.

Curtis Keesey-- LVPD! Open up!

The lights are on a timer.

Late instar, synthesiomyia nudiseta.

So, I hear you've been going back to school.

Sort of.

I loved college.

Me, too.

Green Bottle Blow Fly.

These typically pupate in about two weeks

and emerge as adults in four.

The AC on in the trailer slows
down the timeline a bit.

He's been dead at least a month.

You're going to miss this, you are.

There's bugs everywhere, David.

I will miss you, though.

Hey, Nicky, he's got Pirellis in the front

and Michelins in the rear.

Consistent with the tire treads found

at the Justine Stefani murder scene.

That's great but unfortunately,
his shoes were not.

None of these treads match.

So, Curtis must've been the wheel man.

At least we got half the team
that killed Ian and Justine.

Yeah, it's the half that's out there

walking around that I'm worried about.

So, six months ago,

Shoe Print Man kills Gerald Tolliver,

an accomplice of the Dick and Jane Killer.

And then, five weeks ago,

Shoe Print, along with Curtis Keesey,

abducts and kills a couple in what appears

to be a botched DJK-style murder.

Can we connect Shoe Print

with the murder of Curtis Keesey?

There's no physical evidence.

But we do know that Curtis scalped

his vics' concert tickets,
which isn't too bright.

Reason enough for one crook to kill another.

So, let's assume that Shoe Print

was involved in all four murders.

It's possible he knew Gerald, right?

Is it also possible that he
was an accomplice of DJK?

That would explain

the nine post-mortem stab
wounds in Ian Wallace.

It's a continuation of the master's work.

But if he was DJK's helper back in the day,

why go quiet

for ten years and then
suddenly start killing again?

Maybe he was doing time.

And when he realized that his old partner

turned informant,
he got scared and killed him.

Maybe that's what brought
the old thrill back.

Once these guys get a taste,
it never seems to go away.

So, we've been talking a lot
about how you did what you did.

Let's shift gears from what you did right,

to what you did wrong.

Do you mean in a Ten Commandments sense?

I mean in how you got caught.

That's the least exciting part of the story.

Yeah, but didn't you want it?

Didn't you want to get caught?

Why would I want that?

You were caught because a rookie patrolman

spotted blood on your car, correct?

For a careful man,

that seems a little careless.

Everybody makes mistakes.

Not someone like you.

Not a mistake like that.

I'm flattered you think so highly of me.

Any other questions? Anybody else?

Mr. Haskell, you're of
average height and weight.

And not overly muscular.

I try to watch what I eat.

In jail, that takes more
strength than you would know.

A few of your male victims were pretty big.

One even played college football.

How were you able to
overpower a man like that,

while still keeping control of the woman?

Why don't you tell me, Professor?

You obviously have a theory.

Well, I think you must've had help.

The works of great men
can be hard to comprehend

for those less great.

You said you were going
to be honest with us.

Now, answer the question.
Did you have help or not?

Well, let me think.

With Melanie, it was just
me and the baseball bat.

With Kristin, when I cut
off her right breast,

that was just me.

When I crushed Joel's neck

and felt his veins burst under
my fingers like rotten grapes,

and watched his throat fill up with blood,

I didn't have any help there, either.

Where is he, you monster!

Where is my Joel? Where is he?!

Oh, I think I hit a nerve.

You tell me where he is!

Can I think about that and get back to you?

Okay, I thought about it,
I'm not going to tell you.

Oh, please tell me...

Don't give him the satisfaction.

Joel was the first.

Joel is in the perfect place,
the place where it all began.

And if I could get out of here, believe me,

I would bring him some company.

Mr. Haskell, we know
that you had accomplices.

If you were to reveal who they were,

it might get you out of keep-away.

Oh, how nice that we have a member

of the law enforcement
community with us today.

For you real students who
don't know, "keep-away"

is what they call the kind of
solitary confinement I'm in.

Kill the feed.

It's kind of funny, don't you--

You hijacked my class without my consent

for your investigation?!

We're working a multiple homicide.

We didn't want to talk about
it outside the department.

You talked to the Dean.

Well, it was on a need-to-know basis

and he had a need to know.

Look, I don't teach this course

because I get off on the subject matter.

If there's another DJK out there,
I want him just as bad

as you do. I would've helped.

I would've been happy to help you.

I'm sure that's true.

You believe DJK had an accomplice?

I do.

Do you have a name?

Not yet.

Okay, now we're all up to speed.

Doctor...

I will keep you informed.

To the extent that we can.

Thanks. I know a kiss-off when I hear one.

A little cranky for an academic, isn't he?

Actually, he's an M.D. from back East.

A colleague at his hospital

turned out to be an Angel of Death.

Killed 27 patients before he was caught.

Langston was the staff research pathologist.

All the morbidity evidence
came across his desk,

but he was unable to connect the dots.

He wrote a book about it. Any good?

I liked it.

This is Langston.

Working late? I kind of
thought you might be.

Haskell.

Uh-huh. This must be my lucky night.

Maybe it's yours, too.

What do you want?

I want you to look out the window.

Why?

Because I'm in the parking lot.

I made you look.

Is that why you called?

No, I wanted to talk to you

about what happened in class today--
with Mrs. Steiner.

Sure, just, uh, hold on a second.

Let me close the door.

Grissom.

Ray Langston. I have Nate
Haskell on the phone.

He wants to talk about what
happened with Mrs. Steiner.

I'd like to put you on the other line.

Go ahead.

Haskell, are you there?

I'm sure we're all here now.

What I learned in class today,

as I was looking out at all
those scared little faces

who couldn't take their eyes off of me,

was how much I miss being out in the world.

And when Mrs. Steiner had her "moment,"

it got me thinking about... closure.

Which is what you'll find

at the corner of Boulder
Highway and Hasbrook.

It's just another empty
stretch of desert out there.

At least it was ten years ago.

The way this city's changed,
it's maybe all different now.

Although, maybe not.

It's kind of an ugly place.

Anyway, it's just the
same in my imagination.

There's a concrete bridge built in 1938.

You can tell because the
year is stamped in the front.

25 feet from that, look west.

You'll see one dark stone

that just doesn't quit fit with the rest.

Under there...

that's where you'll find Joel.

And if we're lucky, maybe something else.

Grissom, we got something here!

Because that's the problem with closure.

Sometimes when something closes,

something else opens up.

There's ten stab wounds.

Guess you won't be leaving just yet.