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Welcome to PBR finals
in Las Vegas.

For two weekends,
we have 45 riders

competing in a race for
the world title.

The world champion goes home
with a million bucks.

You want to talk a pressure?

It's all in Las Vegas.

Next up, Cody Latshaw?

riding Wintwister,

- This bull is a champion among champions.
- Ready?

One of the finest bovine athletes
in the world today.

Hurry up!

Hurry up! Pick and go?

Hold on, wait a minute.

Easy, Cody.

Cody. Hey, Cody, you all right?

You okay? Get a stretcher.

Get a stretcher!

I don't need a stretcher.

- You are sure?
- I'm okay.

Just give me a hand.

All right. Here we go.

Re-ride!

Wait a minute.

He's up,
he's asking for a re-ride.

I'm not sure why

but this is exactly
why we call him Lazarus,

ladies and gentlemen. Knock him down,
and he rises again.

What an athlete!

This guy is a true hero!

- So, who found him?
- Security.

We have a tough time finding guys
to wrangle a bull.

Cowboys like to party when
they come to Vegas.

Did you see anything?

No, we just put the bull back
in the pen.

Ty Murray, PBR president.

- And seven-time world champ.
- Okay, Dustin.

- Jim Brass, Vegas PD.
- Nice to meet you.

- Gil Grissom, Crime Lab.
- Nice to meet you.

What can you tell me
about this guy?

Cody Latshaw, a real institution.

Most guys his age hung up
their rope a long time ago.

What about the bull?

Wintwister- He threw Cody
earlier tonight,

but he got up and was fine.

He even asked for a re-ride.

"Re-ride"?

Well, if a bull doesn't
buck good enough,

they can ask to get
on another one.

That wasn't the case.

Wintwister had a good day.

Cody must not have been
in his right mind

to think he'd get a second shot.

Is this the rope
they tie around the bull?

That's one of them.

That's the bull rope.

is that rosin?

Yeah, it helps the rope stick to
the glove so they can get a good grip.

Do all the riders

wear a glove?

Yes, sir.

He's not wearing one.

Guy was living the American dream.

Every kid wants to grow up to be a cowboy.

Not a dead cowboy.

Catherine.

PBR Sports Medicine
Hi. just sent this over.

Taken after Cody's fall
in competition.

He was held together
by every kind of hardware

but roofing nails.

I can relate.

Yeah,it's a violent sport,
check out his hands.

Riders live with constant
injuries and pain.

They always get on the next bull

and try like hell to hang on
for the next eight seconds.

You sound like a fan.

I used to date a bull rider.

Cowboy up.

Hey Doc.
These are the one I took.

Thank you.

So there's just
a few bills in his pockets.

- David, why don't you give me a hand here?
- Sure

Some guys keep valuables in their boots.

Cody's little doggies are right fragrant.

Catherine, take a look at this.

This X-ray shows

he walked away from his earlier fall

with a hairline fracture
of the C1 vertebra.

In bull riding,

the rider's spine must
sustain vertical,horizontal

and diagonal thrust,

together if they put tremendous
force onto the spinal column.

That guy was a walking time bomb.

Any trauma with sufficient force

would snap that vertebra

and sever the spinal cord.

It did.

The film David just took

shows a complete fracture.

That's your COD.

Consistent with getting
thrown a second time.

Hey!

You got anything
to do with taking my bull

off tomorrow's day sheet?

Do you own the bull?

Yeah,I'm Nancy Twicker.

And I want my bull in the finals.

The more he bucks,
the more he's worth.

So whatever you got
to do to clear him,

get it done.

Your bull gave Cody Latshaw
a pretty brutal beating.

It's not the bull's fault.

I blame Cody for taking
him out after hours.

Is it true that some riders
tie the bull's testicles

to get them to buck more?

Well,sure,we always
want the bulls to buck.

That's why we tie a flank
strap across their back.

They're trying to shake it off.

Think about it.

If I tied a rope around
your testicles,

would you feel like jumping
up and down?

Could a guy get a bull out
of this chute without any help?

Well, one guy could get a bull

all the way
to the bucking chute, sure,

but well, then he'd have to tie on
the bull rope and the flank strap.

Then he'd have to get on the bull.

And open the gate.

Not without help.

The chute only opens from the outside.

I gonna need to process your bull.

Can you do it in eight seconds?

Even confined like this,

these are not the most cooperative creatures.

So if my flank man says get back,
you jump.

Hey, Cash.

Howdy, Cash Dooley.

And my name's about
the only cash I got.

And this is Wintwister?

What, uh...

What would be the safest way

for me to handle his hooves?

There ain't one. Too dangerous.

He's a kicker.

Do you think I could get him
to step on something?

Sure. But you better let me
do the bending.

Can you could get him
to step on this?

Cash knows bulls like nobody.

Heck, before these kids
could even walk,

they're out riding sheep,
then calves and baby bulls.

And finally these one-ton,

back-jerkin' snot-slingin' monsters.

Now, they get all busted up

and quit ridin', but they just
can't quit these animals.

Cotton fiber.

Appears to be bloodstained.

I need another piece for comparaison.

Forget how to use the scissors?

Put your fingers in
the holes and squeeze.

Yes, ma'am.

This looks like semen.

Cowboy had a roll in the hay.

Either he's messy

or, uh, we could have
a Brokeback Mountain situation.

Oh God, that movie made me cry.

Me, too.

You know, it takes a big man
to admit that.

And I am that man.

You don't say?

Fibers from the bull

are consistent with Cody's shirt.

Looks like Wintwister's a killer.

Found her body on patrol,

called in the 401AB,
apparent fatal.

If there were any eyewitnesses,
they didn't stick around.

Okay, thanks.

Threw her that far, he must have
been going at least...

45.

Tiffany Rigdon, 27, local.

I'll run her for you.

Thanks.

Radiator fluid.

Bunch of empty liquor miniatures.

Card key from Pike's Gambling Hall.

Hit-and-run.

Hit back there...

...ran over here.

RO is Cody Latshaw- Durant, Oklahoma.

Isn't that Grissom's dead cowboy?

Yeah.

Boy, he had a hell of a night.

He gets humiliated...

...hits a pedestrian...

...he ditches the car, walks
a couple of blocks to the arena,

joyrides a bull, and then
ends up getting stomped to death?

Here's another card key

from Pike's Gambling Hall right here.

First one's for room 810,
registered to Cody Latshaw.

Here you go.

Second one's also to room 810.

It's a complementary guest key issue
to Tiffany Rigdon.

Cody knew the girl he ran over.

Lucky for us, housekeeping's
a little slow on the uptake.

Riding glove.

So he wasn't planning on
re-riding Wintwister

when he left here.

Threw back a bunch of beers,

some liquor.

I don't see any drugs.

Bed looks used.

Maybe he partied with Tiffany.

Bet it cost him.

I ran her priors.

She's got a couple for solicitation.

"I can't help now but wonder

"what your brown eyes
were concealing.

"They just showed me reflections
of all that I was feeling...

"Our bodies close together like
my ride hand in my glove.

"Hearts pounding with excitement

And, dare I say it, love."

Nobody ever wrote me a poem.

"I know I'll never own you,

"It's your nature to run free,

"but I pray the Lord above

that one day you'll
come back to me."

That's sweet.

"By the time you read this,
I'll be married.

"He's a great guy.

"Honest, Cody,
I'll always be thankful

"for everything you did for me.

"Love, Tiffany."

Sounds like it was more than
a money relationship.

Mm-hmm.

Broken bones- He gets up
and rides again.

Broken heart and he's a killer.

"Then we'll ride off in glory
until our time is done

And I will be your hero,
your cowboy in the sun."

It's not Shakespeare.

I'm actually a fan of cowboy poetry.

Are you really?

Yeah, it's just a way of organizing
your thoughts and feelings

so that you can
make sense of them.

Well, it sounds like Cody was
trying to make sense

out of his girl leaving him.

Yeah, well, poetry can help you
with that, too.

Rib fractures, multiple lacerations,

pulmonary contusions,

lacerated aorta, lacerated liver.

I could go on,
but you get the idea.

COD was multiple blunt
force trauma.

Right, but not all of it was
from the hit-and-run.

You see the coloration of the bruises?

Yellowish.

They're from an event at least
12 hours before the accident.

Maybe Cody had rejection issues.

Could be why she was leaving him.

Lot of tools back here.

Bull riding needs
an equipment intensive sport.

What have we here?

Some kind of cattle prod?

They don't use those
in professional bull riding.

Buckaroos, have you seen Catherine?

'Cause I just got the results

from that semen stain
on Cody Latshaw's jeans.

Come up with a match?

I did. I had to run
an Ouchterlony test on it.

So not from a human donor?

No... no.

Bovine.

Yeah...

I took a psychobiology cmass once
and we studied

a very interesting case.

Okay, there was a guy,
he lived on a farm,

and literally the only way

that this guy could get
sexually satisfied

was when he was with livestock.

That's okay. I'm good.

Well, see, apparently,

the whole thing started one night

because he was in the barn-
It started snowing.

He got stuck in there.

He couldn't make his way back
to the farmhouse,

so he decided that he
would try and stay warm...

well, with a sheep.

But then the horses were jealous,
so...

you know, and I think there was

a cow in there as well.

You know,
I think we got the picture.

I wish I didn't.

I think I know what this is for.

It's called an electroejaculator.

It's used on bulls
that have back trouble.

It looks, uh... pretty persuasive.

Yeah.

So, uh, was Cody helping you
collect from Wintwister?

Hell, no.

First of all, you don't collect
during competition.

Right, right, so like
an athlete before a game.

Now you're talking.

And when I do collect,
I bring a service out to the ranch.

You know, one collection
from that old boy

gives you about...

200 breeding units.

At a hundred bucks a pop,
you do the math.

Well, if the stuff is so valuable,

maybe Cody was doing
a little moonlighting, you know,

collecting on his own,
making a little extra money.

Cattle rustling? No, not Cody.

We found bull semen on his jeans.

Cody wouldn't steal from me.

Besides, it's a two-person job,

no matter which method you use.

There's more than one?

In addition
to your electroejaculation,

you got what's called
an artificial vagina.

Now, you get a teaser
animal in there, like a steer.

See, bulls go
homosexual in captivity.

You get that bull
to mount that steer,

- then you get that AV in there right before th...
- Yeah, I get the point.

Do you know this girl?

We think she's Cody's girlfriend.

Yeah.

I thought he had
a new girlfriend in Vegas

from the way his mood was changing.

She's younger,

probably...

does whatever he says.

Mm-hmm.

Listen, if you need anything else,
I'll be at the arena all day.

I thought Wintwister
didn't compete tonight.

Well, Captain, I'm not
a one-bull kind of gal.

Here you are, sir.

Can I help you?

Saw a woman get killed last night.

Hey, Cath, listen, it's Jim.

We got an eyewitness confirming

that Tiffany's TOD was
after 2:21 A.M.

Well, that's over an hour
after Cody's body was found.

Thanks, Jim.

Hey. Hey.

I got prints from the truck,
but half of them are Cody's.

Well, it is his truck.

So... get this.

There's a witness that puts
Tiffany's TOD after Cody's.

He didn't kill her.

I think he had a partner.

There's a set of unknowns

both on the truck and on the,
uh... electro-love machine.

So... say this partner

thought Tiffany knew something
about the semen-rustling

and he ran her over
to keep her quiet.

So who's the partner?

We've got Cody's phone.

Find out who he's
been talking to.

Most of Cody's calls were
to a number in Durant, Oklahoma.

He lived on the family ranch.

He was probably letting his folks know
how he was doing in the finals.

All other calls were
to PBR staff and to Tiffany.

What about her records?

Well, they're a little
more interesting.

Check out...

last night.

A dozen calls after midnight
from Eric Hong.

Precious Ricky.

You know this guy?

Yeah, he's a pimp,

and he quit calling her
after 2:00 A.M.,

like he knew she's already dead.

All right, I don't want
nobody hitting me.

All right.

Nobody's going to hit you, Rick.

Good.

This is about Tiffany Rigdon.

Beautiful girl,

skin like butterfly wings.

Did you beat her up?

I'm a lover, brother.

Let me tell you something, man.

You play around with me,
I'm gonna throw your ass in jail.

You feel me?

Yeah, I feel you.

Go.

So she said she was leaving you,

going to get married, right?

Oh, come on, at least admit
I'm right about that.

Yeah, okay, sure.

Is that when you took her
boyfriend's truck and ran her over?

Wait. Wait.

It's a good plan, Rick.
You get the boyfriend

and a little revenge to boot.

I mean, it's...

Okay, I didn't like
the girl quitting on me,

especially during one of my busiest
freaking weeks of the year,

and I wanted to talk
her out of it.

Is that all you did. Talk?

No, I couldn't even talk to her.

She wouldn't take my calls,
so I quit trying.

Where were you making
all these phone calls from?

From a country-western bar.

I hit them all when
the cowboys come to town.

Mm-hmm, all right, all right,
I'll check it out.

Yeah, you do that, please.

I didn't take you
for a country music fan.

Yee-ha.

Shotgun.

At close range.

Would have been pretty loud, but

everything is in a place like this.

Cowboys, cattle rustling,

and now a shooting at the dance hall.

Welcome to the Wild West.

So, Coco,

you didn't see anyone
threaten Precious Ricky?

I was trying to put the nine ball
in the corner pocket.

Yeah, right.

You know this girl?

That's Tiffany.

She got married last night.

Lucky bitch.

Do you know who the groom was?

Troy? Troy something?

Know anything about him?

No. She just met him.

Sweet kid.

He, uh, took her side

when that cowgirl trash
got all up in her face.

- Hey, cowboy.
- Hey.

Like that hat.

Thank you.

What's underneath don't
look too bad, either.

I'm Tiffany.

I'm Troy.

We know what you are.

Excuse me, Miss,

but we're having
a private conversation here.

Why pay that cow when others
would give the milk for free?

I think you owe her an apology.

We don't want

your kind in here.

Oh, yeah?

That's it!

She came back last night

and said that she was going
to marry the guy.

It's kind of impulsive, isn't it?

Hey, Cop, somebody says
they want to marry you,

take care of your
pay all your bills,

give you a nice place to live,

why would you even wait?

It's always crazy busy with
the cowboys in this town.

You know,I think it's being
around all these bucking bulls.

Gets them all worked up.

Brings out their
animal instinct to mate.

According to the marriage bureau,

Troy Birkhart and Tiffany Rigdon

got their license
just before midnight.

And then, what,
Troy came over to your chapel

to set up the service?

Yeah. He said his girl
was changing at the hotel.

It's the old story, you know.

She gets cold feet,
he can't face the truth,

keep thinking she's running late.

How long did he wait?

Hours.

He shows me the prize bus
he's won for bull riding.

Tells me he's going on
the pro tour next year.

The little ranch they're going
to settle down on...

where the wind comes
sweeping down the plains.

And what time did he
end up leaving?

A little after 3:00 a.m.

Frankly, if she's not going
to make a go of it,

I say, better now
than down the road

before all the lawyers and
the property and all that mess.

Wedding chapel's only a couple blocks
from the crime scene.

Yeah, and she
was killed at 2:30. Mm-hmm.

Killed?

Yeah, on the way
to her own wedding.

I'll get a BOLO out on
Troy's vehicle.

Attention, all the units:

attempt to locate a 1973 yellow
Ford Ranger pickup

Texas plates Charlie Nora Baker
Queen Seven Five Zero.

Troy Birkhart, white male adult,
wanted in connection

with a 415 A,
Eric Hong homicide.

Dispatch, this is C-21 Brown.

The pickup that you're looking for

is on level 3 of the PD garage.

Suspect is in the vehicle,
armed and agitated.

I repeat: suspect is armed
and agitated.

Copy, C-21. Units responding.
Code Three.

Hey, buddy.

Hey. You must be Troy, huh?

All right?

Hey, Troy,

listen to me.

We don't want anyone
getting hurt, okay?

So put the gun down.

Come out of the truck
with your hands up.

Put the gun down, Troy.

Just let it fall away.

Now.

He moves on that gun,
don't wait.

Hang on, Jim.

Let me... Let me talk
to him real quick.

Okay, but we're
not taking any chances.

Yeah, yeah, okay.

Hey, Troy, when's the last time

you got down to Big Bend?

Huh?

You-You got the plate frame.

Man, I used to go
to summer camp down there.

Stay back!

Hey, take it easy, Troy.

Look, I got no weapon on me.

Okay, I just want to talk
to you for a second.

I killed somebody!

Yeah, I know.

You came out to Vegas,

and you got in over your head,

but this is getting
out of control.

If you don't put
that gun down,

these cops are coming
to start shooting,

and that could turn out
very bad for both of us.

You know what I mean?

I'm just... I'm just doing
the right thing.

Making sure you know it was me.

And I'll pay for what I did.

Eye for an eye, man.

Stay back! I'll do it,
I swear!

I'll do it, I swear!

No, Troy, just wait.
Hang on now. Listen to me.

I know about Tiffany.

I know why she stood you up
at the wedding chapel.

That Ricky.

Thought he owned her.

Hey!

Hey, what you doing, man?

He wouldn't let her come.

Hey, man, look at me.

Look at me.

I know she wanted
to be there for you.

Come on out of there, man.

I'll tell you all about it.

You don't want to do that.

Come on, come on
give me that thing.

Give it to me.

It's going to be okay.

- Let's go.
- Nice job.

You didn't go to summe?

Missed you around here.

Welcome back.

Thanks.

Now we know that Cody
was alone when he died

because he couldn't have opened
the bucking chute by himself.

And we know that someone
other than Cody put

the electroejaculation equipment
into the truck and drove away.

Killing Tiffany.

Whoever that someone was knew
how to get into the arena,

and also how to use the equipment.

More cowbell!

I processed these for you.

And?

Well, as you can see,
they're bull ropes.

These are the kind that
the riders hold in their hands.

Every rider has one, and
they're usually custom-made.

I mean, look at that craftsmanship.

Yeah, it's exquisite.

Now, that's the rope that
I collected from Cody's room?

Yes, it is.

Uh, you'll note
that it is polynylon.

Now the rope that was collected
from the crime scene,

though, was long sisal,
a type of hemp.

Very old-school, and they
stopped making it years ago.

That means the rope found
with Cody's body

belonged to someone who's
been around for a while.

How'd you like
to go on a roundup?

Hey, Ms. Twicker,
how's it going?

It'd be going a lot better
if my bull Wintwister

was in there bucking.

Is Cash Dooley here?

Cash!

Cops want to talk to you.

Hey, Mr. Dooley.

So, where you staying
when you're here in Vegas?

Here.

He's got the sleeper cab up front.

Oh, right here.

Is that where
you keep your clothes,

- the rest of your stuff?
- What's this about?

I'd like to
take a look in that cab.

No. It's private.

Now hold on. I own this rig.

If you guys want to search it,

go ahead.

Well, bull semen is property,

and that property isn't
yours so it's theft.

Now, here's what I think happened.

You know Cody.

He's at the end of his career.

He's a little down on his luck.

Never put any money aside.

Wintwister's output goes
for 20 grand a pop

on the open market.

So you and Cody,
you get together,

you do the deed and,
uh, sell it on the sly.

If you knew Cody,

you'd know he'd never
do anything like that.

And then when he told his girlfriend,
you took his truck.

He always let me borrow his truck.

Even when it was
to hunt down his girl?

Jim?

We ran his ten-card against
the prints

from the truck and
the equipment.

They don't match. So,
there is a third guy?

Right. So now, I'm convinced

that Cody Latshaw's death
was not an accident.

Okay, so who is working
with you on this, Cash, huh?

Who was at the wheel of Cody's truck

when you ran down that girl?

Was it someone in the arena?

What's this, a cowboy
code of silence?

Look, you want to make me
compel fingerprints

from everyone working
in that arena,

I can do that.

We got a match!

Dustin Lightfoot.

Dustin? He's a bullfighter.

He's right there.

I got a 440 exiting the east
end of the arena. Head him off.

Hold it. Freeze.
Right there.

Don't move.

Hands behind your back.

Well, howdy, partner.

It is a new experience for me.

First time I caught me
a cattle rustler.

Look, Cash and me was just

trying to make a little extra money.

Then Cody Latshaw came in drunk

and itching for a fight.

Hey! Quit that!

Hey, Cody.

You hear me?

Cody, relax.
Ain't nobody hurtin'anybody.

That ain't your property.

Cody, Cody, just...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

He ain't breathin'.

We wasn't tryin' to kill him.

He had a cervical fracture
from his earlier ride.

It didn't take much
to snap his spine.

Then you tried to make it
look like an accident.

But you didn't have
to run over his girlfriend.

That girl we hit- That was...

that was Cody's girlfriend?

Yeah, you didn't know?

We was racing
to get the product to our buyer.

And we took Cody's truck
'cause, well,

mine ain't air-conditioned and,
and he wasn't gonna be usin' it.

Well.

It's kind of a lonely life,
tiese cowboys,

every weekend a different town.

That's part of the tradition,
you know.

Solitary man out there trying
to find himself.

Yeah, but no man is an island.

I mean, obviously,
he had feelings for Nancy

or he wouldn't have written
her that poem.

Nancy? I don't know about that.
Tiffany's the one that broke his heart.

I don't think
it's about either girl.

"I can't help now but wonder

what your brown eyes
were concealing."

Did you read
Tiffany's autopsy report?

Oh.

Yeah, her eyes were blue.

So were Nancy's.

Then who did he write the poem for?

Wintwister.

The bull?

I think that's why he went back
to the arena that night.

Wordsworth once wrote,

"Through love we feel
we are greater than we know. "

My guess is, riding that bull,

Cody felt like a greater man.

"Our bodies close together,

"like my ride hand in my glove.

"Hearts pounding with excitement,

"and dare I say it, love.

"I know I'll never own you;
it's your nature to run free.

"But I pray the Lord above that
one day you'll come back to me

"Then we'll ride off in glory
until our time is done.

"And I will be your hero,
your cowboy in the sun