All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S01E04 - The Man in the Bear (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

We already know
what killed the bear.

Who's the vet
here, Sherman?

You are, Denise.

Who's the park ranger?

That'd be you, Sherman.

That's why I know
what killed him.

Scared camper
drilled him

with a Winchester
Magnum .338.

I get it. You're afraid
I'm not showing respect

to the bear's spirit.

Because I have better
things to do

than wait around for
you to tell me what
I already know.

The law says I have to send in
as much information as I can--

age, weight,
what he last ate...

Ooh, yummy.

Hot dogs, refried beans...

What's that?

Beef jerky.

Beef jerky?

Yeah, he was
in hyperphagia,

eating everything he could find
before going into hibernation.

Ooh.

What?

Sherman, this is...

Oh, God.

Looks human to me.

Sorry.

What's the deal?

Found in eastern
Washington state.

Where?

Inside a bear.

No, I mean...

Inside a bear?

An autopsy revealed
more bone fragments

in the bear's stomach
and intestine.

An autopsy on an animal

is called necropsy.

Yeah, you know,
it's pretty crucial

we get that straight
right off the bat. Meanwhile,

about the dead
human being?

What do you need me for?

The bear ate somebody.

26 bone fragments in total.

The case bumped
to the Seattle field office.

They bumped it to me.
Check it out.

Why'd they bump it to you?

Bones, I mean,
do you really care

about the inner workings
of the FBI office?

They bumped it to you
because you work with me.

No. They hope that you
can help ID the body.

From a hand?

Yeah. They have
high expectations.

Definitely human.

Opposable thumb.

Probably male, from the size.

Uh-oh.

What?

Kerf marks.

Marks made from a cutting tool.

Maybe when they
cut open the bear?

No. It's not
a straight edge.

Residual
cross-section striae.

Hmm. Just because you say it
in that definitive tone

doesn't mean it means
anything to me.

These marks were made

from a saw.

The hand was already separated

from the rest of the person
when the bear ate him.

Somebody was dismembered
and fed to a bear?

That's one possibility.

Okay, um, thanks, Bones.

Glad I could help.

But, uh... you're not done.

I'll check out the photographs
and the X rays,

see if I can
confirm sex and age.

Pack your bags.
We're going to Washington state.

I am not going
to Washington state.

Again, just because you say it

in that definitive tone,
doesn't mean it means

anything to me.

BRENNAN:
Why is Booth

the one who decides
we go to Washington state?

He gets a gun
and the authority.

He's the one
that people like.

Firstly, he didn't decide

that you go to
Washington State.

He made a request.

I am the one who decides

where you do
and do not go.

And secondly?

Secondly,

it's time to live
a little, Temperance.

Connect with other people.

Are you suggesting that
I take this opportunity

to have sex with Booth
on a field trip?

Good God, where is
Dr. Freud when you need him?

I don't understand
what you're saying.

Which is precisely why

I am sending you
to the Great North Woods.

Come on, now.

You have
partially-digested,

dismembered skeletal
remains to examine.

That should put
a smile on your face.

The mosquitoes out there
are the size of dogs.

Pack insect repellent.

BOOTH:
in a crappy hotelooped up

in the middle of nowhere

with a $50 per diem

is not my idea of a good time
either, you know.

You only get $50 a day?

How can you live on that?

Okay, what do you mean?
What do you get?

I don't have a limit.
Just give them the receipts.

Oh, no, you have
to have a limit.

Everyone has a limit.

We work for the government.

I don't have a limit.

But it's not fair.

It's not fair to the taxpayers.
You're like one of those

thousand-dollar
toilet seats.

I imagine I'm treated
differently than you

because I have
an indispensable skill.

Right. Indispensable.
I do not need you.

Oh, so you can determine the
origin of the kerf marks

as well as the sex
and age of the victim?

You know, you're a smartass,
you know that?

Objectively,
I'd say I'm very smart,

although it has nothing
to do with my ass.

You know, I'll tell you what.

You can take me
out to dinner, hmm?

Put me on your tab.

That doesn't seem ethical.

You still want that gun,
now, don't you? Hmm?

We'll start with breakfast.

BOOTH:
You know, it's beautiful here.

It feels good
to be out of the city.

BRENNAN:
feed their victims to bears.

* I feel as if I am
looking at the world *

* From the bottom
of the world. *

( Booth groans )

Small-town America.

Got to love it.

No, this is not
a small town.

Chuntala, in Guatemala--

150 people, no
running water--

that's a small town.

I said small-town America,
not small-town Guatemala.

And I've been there,
too, by the way.

Where are you going?

To see the sheriff.

How are you going
to do that?

It's an old FBI trick.

I'm going to ask
somebody who lives here.

What took you
to Guatemala?

Eco-tourism?

I went down to shoot
somebody through the heart

from 1,500 feet.

DENISE:
Well, I was pretty sure

it was human,
but I'm a vet,

so I called Andrew--
uh... Dr. Rigby--

and he thought it
was human, too.

Officially, I'm
the coroner here in Aurora,

but I'm just
a country doctor.

I have no training
in forensics.

This is approximately 60%
of the arm of a male,

late teens, early 20s,
well-muscled.

That's amazing.

You see these
marks here

below the radial
tuberosity?

You haven't
by any chance performed

any amputations
lately, have you?

Uh, a few frostbit
toes last winter,

and a thumb from a nasty
Murphy bed accident.

Why?

These are saw marks.

That's not good,

people getting sawed up
and ate by bears?

I'm going to send
this back to my lab.

My people there can
give a better estimate
of how long ago

the bear
ingested
the arm.

You got pretty good
equipment there, I guess.

I'm still on dial-up.

What's the fastest way
to ship a human arm?

Charlie.
Charlie.
Charlie.

Need a hand?

Thanks, but I'm trying
to get rid of this one.

These are human remains.

I have to ship them
to the Jeffersonian

Institute in Washington, D.C.

Cool. They have Dizzy
Gillespie's trumpet there.

Yeah, I know.

Muhammad Ali's
boxing gloves

Abraham Lincoln's
assassination top hat.

I know. I work there.

You ever sit in
Archie Bunker's chair?

I work in a different
part of the museum.

I'm a forensic anthropologist.

My name's Charlie.

Yeah, I know.

Wow. What,
you could tell

from my, like,
skull structure?

It says it on your
shirt, Charlie.

Where can I
find the sheriff?

He's out past the
garage to the right.

Hey. Temperance Brennan.

I'm reading
your book.

Oh.
Gave me a few
ideas if I ever

want to kill someone

and get rid of the body.

Well, don't forget, Charlie,

the heroine always
catches the bad guy.

Sounds good to me.

ADDY:
These are false start kerfs,
which suggest a handsaw.

The cut marks
on the breakaway spur...

here... should give me
the number of teeth
per inch, but...

to me, it just
looks broken.

I could work it up into a
three-dimensional image.

See if that helps.

Dr. Brennan could
do it from this.

Not when she was a lowly
grad student, Zack.

Upload all the digital info
that Brennan sent you

into my mainframe.

And lighten up, Z-Man.

BOOTH:
Somebody cut that guy's
arm off, Sheriff.

Couldn't be a local.
Somebody missing an arm--

that's something
you notice.

How many people
live in Aurora?

326 in town,
another couple hundred

in the unincorporated
surroundings,

maybe 1,200 on the
Indian reservation.

Tourists?

Hikers, campers...

It's beautiful country,

so they don't realize
how dangerous it is.

On average, we lose a
couple of people a year.

Cycle of life, right?

Lose anyone recently?

Woman, 29,
Ann Nuyes, from Olympia.

Disappeared a couple weeks ago.

Her parents say she was

an "experienced" hiker.

You must have a few
resident crazies.

Juvenile bush drinking,

a couple of domestics,

a bar fight
or two, joy riding.

The only felons
we have are poachers.

They shoot the black bears

and sell the gallbladders
on the black market.

Park ranger

handles that stuff.

Can I help you?

Yeah. Thanks. I'm with him.

Suddenly, I wish I was FBI.

Sheriff Chris Scutter,
Dr. Temperance Brown.

My first forensic
anthropologist.

Please.

We need to find
the rest of the body.

Sherman-- Ranger Rivers--
traced the bear's route

back a week.
Said he didn't find anything.

What is he, like,
some kind of an Indian scout?

Sherman's a Flathead Indian

but, since the bear
was wearing a GPS collar,

he didn't have to fully utilize
his native powers.

Did he check the scat?

What, do you think
there's more

people parts
in the bear crap?

We could maybe go out with
Sherman tomorrow, take a look.

Oh, yeah, now that
you met Bones,

you're all about
the interagency cooperation.

Bones? I don't think

that's any way
to talk to a lady.

Thank you.

Do you have... dinner plans?

We're working.

Thanks for that.

All I'm saying is,
why cut somebody into pieces?

Pack them up
tighter maybe--

say, in a suitcase.

How did a bear
open a suitcase?

I saw a documentary once

where a bear got in a car
and drove away.

That was not
a documentary,
it was a cartoon.

WOMAN:
Hello.

I'm looking for a Zack Addy.

I've got a package

of human remains.

Yeah, I can sign
for that.

Where's Jimmy?

Tahiti, Fiji, who knows?

He won the lottery.

Is it too much of a line
to say, "No, we

won the lottery"?

It is, yeah.

You know what?
I take it back.

It's just, compared to you,
Jimmy, you know...

The third nostril...
That whistling sound
when he sneezes.

( woman laughing )

Unfortunately, it is
too soon to ask you
to have coffee.

It is?

Yes, yes. Coffee is the
third delivery capper.

So what's the first
delivery capper?

Initial contact, meet
cute, light flirting.

Then I'll catch you
in another couple of deliveries.

Okay.

Bye.

You bogarted my package.

You panicked and
froze, my man.

Thus, the package
came into play.

Also incorrect use of
the verb "bogarted."

SHERMAN:
I've been looking
for that female hiker

since she went missing.

But sometimes you
never find a trace.

They fall in the
ravine, the river...

So how do you like
the Evergreen Lodge?

Very nice.
I have a beautiful view

of the mountains
from my terrace.

You have a terrace?
Yeah.

I'm sharing a bathroom.

This is where
the bear was shot.

How far did he get
before he died?

About 100 yards.

How do you know
that's the right way?

Not hard to track
a wounded bear.

Ever hear of the
bone gatherers?

Collecting bones
so that the dead

can make their journey
to the next world?

I'm not even sure I believe
in the next world.

Doesn't matter what
you believe in.

You're a bone gatherer.

That's a good thing,
helping the spirits
move on.

Thank you.

It's probably the best
job description I'll ever get.

Over here.

You find something?

Does a bear scat
in the woods?

I think he voided here,
and he...

headed off over there.
Okay.

See if you can find
any older samples.

She ain't the squeamish
type, is she?

I'm gonna go out
on a limb here,
Sherman, and guess

you don't get
a lot of eligible

good-looking women
coming through town.

Hey.

I just finished
chapter seven.

This has to go to my...
Do you do all the stuff
the girl in your book does?

I'm... slightly uncomfortable
discussing that with you.

No, I-I'm not talking
about the sex.

I'm talking about the
running and the shooting.

I mean, if you... do do
all that other stuff,

that's great, too, for...

you and, um...

whoever you're...

doing it with.
I'd like to send this
to my lab.

Uh... more bones?

No. It's bear scat.

Oh, I can deal with that.

( phone ringing )

Brennan.

The person who belonged
to the arm died

approximately a week ago,
and the bear ate it

between one and three days
after that.

Anything from the saw?

Angela's entering the data
into the holographic display.

I found something else
I can't categorize.

Can I beam it to you?

Okay. Hold on.

BRENNAN:
Do you mind
if I set this up here?

Yeah. No problem.

Give me a second.

I'm connecting
with the satellite.

All right.

Okay, I'm linked.

I've been focusing on,
Dr. Brennan,

a series of indentations
on the bones.
Who's that?

My assistant-- Zack.

Hey, Zack.

Who's that?
The overnight
guy, Charlie.

Okay, I'm set up.
You can send me the picture.

Hey, Zack, does your
boss have a boyfriend?

Not currently.

Are you extremely good-looking?

Yes, I am, Zack.

Zack, these are bite marks.

You mean from the bear?

No. Black bears have premolars
that are small and piglike.

These marks show
a double cusp pattern.

Pigs are double-cusped.

Hey, Zack, are you
extremely smart?

Yes, I am, Charlie.

No, pigs have six incisors.

These marks were made
by four incisors,

like a chimp, except...

these teeth form
a continuous arch.

CHARLIE:
So what's got a continuous arch?

Humans.

We don't just have
a killer on our hands--

we have a cannibal.

BRENNAN:
Zack'll have the odontologist

at the Jeffersonian take a look,

but I'm right.
A cannibal?

You mean
a Hannibal Lecter type... deal?

I don't know what that means.

You're certain
a human being
gnawed on that bone?

Bit, gnawed,
removed the flesh.

That's... that's
really not good.

Are you sure, Bones?

You've never seen
anything like this before?

Of course I've seen this before.
I did grad work

among the Wari
of the Amazon.

They have a long history
of cannibalism.

I've also seen evidence
of cannibalism in some

12th-century
Native American sites--

it's not a big deal.

Have you ever...?

I've never been offered
human flesh before.

But if you had?

That's an interesting
question.

I'd have to measure my own

social inculcation against
objective scientific inquiry.

Okay, that's sick.

Maybe we're looking for someone
who needs to be rescued.

Maybe the young man died,
and the missing girl,

hungry and lost, came upon him
needing food, and she...

Sawed him up and...
barbecued him?

Well, there's no evidence
that the hand was cooked.

She does not look like
the type of girl who
would chew on raw flesh.

You'd be surprised.

When survival instincts
kick in...

If it isn't her,
then we're dealing

with some psycho
cannibal killer.
This is sick.

Someone eating raw human flesh
is going to get sick.

Teeth marks?

Yes. And these
drag marks

are where the flesh was ripped
right off the bone.

( groans ):
It's like a zombie movie.

Where is my bear poop?
( sighs )

Is it the excrement
you're anxious to look at...

or the courier?

What do you think?

Somebody gnawed on this arm
like some kind of man corn?

According
to that Peruvian soccer team

that crashed in the Andes,

human flesh tastes
like frogs' legs.

As if I need another reason
never to eat frogs.

I'm going to make a cast
of these markings.

We won't get
a full dental impression,

but we'll at least
get something.

Zack.

You're needed upstairs.

Angela...

If we were
a Peruvian soccer team,

and crashed in the Andes,

who would you rather eat--
me or Zack?

( sighs )

What?

( clears throat )

I have a package
for Zack Addy.

That's me.

I thought...

There was the other guy.

That was Hodgins.

He zoomed you because
you're so beautiful.

Thanks. That's sweet.

I-I'm not being sweet.

It's just a fact.

How old are you?
24.

24.

I could just eat you up.

BRENNAN:
Have you diagnosed anyone
recently with a prion disease?

Prion disease? No.

Some Alzheimer's, yes.

Some brain damage due
to alcoholism and huffing.

Delusions,
erratic behavior,
violent outbursts?

The incubation period
for a prion disease
can be years.

You're thinking the cannibal
might be showing symptoms
of mental deterioration?

Dr. Rigby, I never said
anything about a cannibal.

Well, it's all over town.

Charlie-- the
overnight guy.

What do you think
our chances are of
keeping this quiet?

I'd say absolutely zero.

( chuckles )

You knew I was waiting
to see her again.

You said you were waiting
for your bear poop.

I said, "Are you excited
about the excrement
or the courier?"

and you said,
"What do you think?"

And you actually thought
I was excited about excrement?

You have to be clear.

What's that?

A piece of undigested bone.
Metacarpal.

I think that goes with my hand.

Part of a tin can.

Elastin fibers.

Some kind of sporocarp.

Here's something.

Hair follicles.

Sebaceous glands?

There's a layer of dermis.

Pigmentation marks
in the macrophage.

A flap of skin
with a tattoo.

We need a tattoo expert.

It's fairly simple.

Uh... two colors,

red and black.

Some kind of native design.

She likes me more
than she likes you.

She said I
was sweet.

HODGINS:
I made her laugh
at Jimmy's third nostril.

That's pretty good.

Making a woman laugh
at a third nostril.

We have a tentative
coffee date.

She said she wanted
to eat me up.

Zack's definitely
ahead on points.

There it is.

The skin in the scat
has a sun on it.

What is that--
a haiku?
A tattoo.

Hi, Booth.

Hi. I'm Angela Montenegro.

How you doing, Angela?

Angela, focus, please.

It's a Haida sun motif.

Good work.
Very impressive.

18 to 25-year-old man,
Haida sun tattoo on his arm?

Hey, Booth, I have kind
of a thing for tattoos.

You got any?

Angela.

I'm sorry, sweetie,
but what's with that town?

You getting any
from that hot overnight guy?

Ange, we're trying to work.

Is that town totally wasted
on you, sweetie?

Because I'd take this as a sign
from God to loosen up.

You know what they say--

"What happens in Aurora

stays in Aurora."

Hey.

I'm running
a missing persons check

using the new info
on the tattoo.

She seems very friendly,
your associate.

She's 3,000 miles away.

I'd send away
for a Russian bride.

Adam Langer, 22.

Missing ten days from
college in Richland.

Wait. I know this kid.

He used to come up
to visit Sherman.

He wanted to be a ranger.

SCUTTER:
Look, I've known
Sherman for years.

I can't believe he had
anything to do with this.

( knocking )

Hey, Sheriff.

Sherman. Mind
if we come in?

You guys here
about the cannibal?

We can't talk about
official business.

How's about some tea?

Sure.

Oh, yeah.

What did you do that for?

Give you a chance to look
around, get a sense of the man.

The raven spirit.

In some Native American stories,
it has a cannibalistic element.

( thump )

He went out back.

Give me your flashlight.

No way you'll catch

Sherman Rivers
in the woods.

Just search the place.

Sherman, stop!

I don't know if
a wall of knives is evidence,

but it sure is creepy.

Hey! Hey! Stop!

Is there a saw?

Yep.

I want to take it.

See if it matches the cuts
in Adam Langer's bones.

And see if this matches
the teeth marks.

You've got to be kidding me.

As Justice of the Peace,

I authorize you to open
that locked freezer.

Thank you.

What kind of meat
do you think that is?

I sent a bunch of frozen
meat by overnight air.

I need to know what it is
as soon as possible.
Oh. You think it's human?

Maybe. It's a funny color.
So did you catch the guy?

No. Booth lost him in the woods.

Whoa! Wait a second!
I didn't lose him.

Well, you didn't catch him.

So you two have the night free.

Yes. We can't do anything
until I get a determination

on that meat,
and Booth has to wait

until it's light to look
for the guy he lost.

I didn't lose him, okay?

I... He... Tell her that
my flashlight died.

She doesn't care.

What?
Give me the phone.

It's not safe to drive and talk
on the cell phone.

Are you two fighting?
Professional pride.

Tell her, please, tell her that.
Booth wants you to know

that he lost the guy
because his flashlight died.

And because he's an Indian
and he's a park ranger,

and he's very, very familiar
with the territory.

Tell her that.
Did you hear that?

Yeah, something about
Indian territory.

Yeah, she says she understands.

I need to know about that meat
as soon as possible.

Yeah. I'll tell Zack.

Give me the phone.
Hold on. Plus...

What?
Plus, you
know what?

It wasn't even
my flashlight, okay?

It was the
sheriff's flashlight,

and his batteries,
they ran out, okay?

Good night, Angela.

Hey, you have to take
that man for a drink.

And have a little fun yourself.

Fun and a drink.
Where do we find that?

( rock music playing )

So I was surprised
to see you here.

In your book,
you never sleep
until you get your man.

Well, that's not me,
that's just a character.

In real life, you have
to wait for lab results.

I see. Well, lucky for me.

I don't know. I'm afraid
I'm not a very good dancer.

Apparently, I lead.

So I'll follow.

Hey, Booth.
Want a beer?

What do you
need, Sheriff?
Another beer.

You know, I climbed
with Adam sometimes.

I was kind
of freaked out

when I found
out it was his arm.

You knew Adam Langer?

I taught him how to climb.

Man, he was strong.

No matter how much
I lift, I could...

I could
never match him.

You have...
excellent definition

in your biceps
and triceps.

Well, thanks.

And your waist muscles

feel good, too.

Transverse abdominals.

Thank you.

So that meat we sent
back to your lab,

that wasn't more
of Adam, was it?

I can't discuss it.

Excusez-moi.

Dr. Rigby.

RIGBY:
I thought I'd rescue you.

I can't imagine you and Charlie
have a lot to talk about.

We were managing.

RIGBY:
Look, um...
I guess it looks

pretty bad for
Sherman, huh?

I can't discuss
the investigation
with you, Dr. Rigby.

Look, Sherman is a Flathead.

The spiritual beliefs
of his tribe

don't value cannibalism.
They never have.

Well, anthropology
teaches us

that beliefs
and customs evolve.

That's why you can still find
cannibalism practiced today.

So wait. You can
justify the act

of eating another
human being?

I can understand it
intellectually.

RIGBY:
I shouldn't
be talking shop.

Not with such
a beautiful woman

in my arms.

SCUTTER:
You really
think you can

match the bite marks
on Sherman's apple

with the bite marks on
that kid's arm bone?

I don't really
feel comfortable
discussing a case

on the dance floor.

Well, I'm the sheriff.

We're colleagues.

Mind if I cut in?

Thought you might
need a break.

What happened
to your shirt?

Well, we're in a bar.
It's a look.

Everybody's pumping me.

Sorry?

BRENNAN:
For information
on the case.

Bones, they're
only pretending

to be interested
in the case.

Why?
They're hitting on you.

BRENNAN:
Are you sure?
Yes, I'm sure.

You're the hottest thing this
town has seen in a long time.

Check out the competition.

Now that is someone

who wants to eat
your heart.

MONTENEGRO:
Ooh. Very pretty.

Lovely.

It's a sporocarb
called tririgbosum,

after a week in bear poop.

Thank you for
ruining my moment.

It's a mushroom--
an Oregon white truffle.

They're a microrisal
species

that only grow
in symbiosis with
Douglas fir trees.

Are Douglas fir trees very,
very rare in the woods?

No.

Then you really haven't found
anything useful, have you?

No.

Want to get something to eat?

No.

Ah, you're expecting
a delivery tonight.

Zack is.

And you're going
to zoom him.

Like the Indy 500, baby.

BOOTH:
You didn't come down
for breakfast, Bones.

Wasn't hungry.

Sorry you had to pay
for your own meal.

I called your room,
there was no answer.

Why the sudden interest
in my morning habits, Booth?

Well, I just thought we were
going to get something to eat.

You know? So I waited.
And my eggs got cold.

That's all. Cold eggs.

This is where
my flashlight failed.

You mean
my flashlight.

And how can you be sure?

Because this is where
I was standing.

And I heard him disappear
in this direction.

Leaving buttons on the trail.

Must be an
old fish-chewer trick.

You mean a snake-eater.

An old snake-eater trick.

( thud )

Were you here all night?

Yes.

Did I miss Toni?

Yes.

She asked about you.

You torpedoed me, didn't you?

No. I told her the truth.

That you were sifting
through excrement.

You want a war?

Fine. Because I am the warrior.

MONTENEGRO:
Zack?

I got the measurements for your
saw from the Angelator.

Now all you have to do
is find a match.

Say thank you with gifts.

Did you work all night?

Yes. I shaved
the truffle.

Is that anything like
spanking the monkey?

I found boring dust.
Is there any
other kind?

Boring dust is produced
by beetles.

Which means the
tree the truffle grew
on was infested.

That's not going
to impress Toni.

That's not why I did it.

I did it to serve justice and
capture a murderous cannibal.

That'll impress the hot courier.

I'm back in the game.

SCUTTER:
No way you'll catch
Sherman in the woods.

He's a park ranger
and an Indian.

Right there.

Oh. He's doing some
kind of Indian ritual.

( phone ringing )

He's waiting for us.
Brennan.

The meat samples you sent us
were all Ursus americanus.

Black bear.

I didn't kill no one.

Why did you run?

You're FBI.

Ever hear of Leonard Peltier?

Pine Ridge? Wounded Knee?

Indians and FBI don't mix.

He ran because
he's the poacher.
You're the poacher?

Yeah, the meat we
found in his freezer
was black bear.

No wonder you
never caught him.
I want a lawyer.

HODGINS:
You should be on the lookout
for a patch of woods

that's infested
with Dendroctonus
brevicomis LeConte.

Okay, Hodgins says that the bear
dug up the arm in a stand

of western pine
beetle-infested
Douglas fir.

Say you did catch
a poacher.

Say he was an Indian

that shouldn't have to follow
white man's law anyway.

Not even a park ranger?

Say he could show you

a stand of trees like that.

Would you maybe let
that Indian go?

ADDY:
The saw is 300 millimeter

with 32 offset
teeth per inch,

with a wobble factor
of 1/100th of an inch.

Wait, that's a common hacksaw.

That won't help us much.

Dr. Brennan, I'm
just wondering

if you're going
to be sending us
any more samples.

Yeah, uh, even more
of the same samples.

You know, in case we want
to double-check the data.

I'll let you know.

Do you think
she'll send more?

God in heaven,
I hope so.

SCUTTER:
Japanese, right?

They pay a fortune
for that bear meat.

They think
the gallbladders

fix up
their pecker troubles.

Would have got
away with it,

if you hadn't kept the
meat in the freezer.

I'm not
admitting nothing.

He couldn't bring himself
to waste the meat.

This patch
of trees

is all infested
with beetles.

According
to the GPS,

the bear was here
seven days ago.

BRENNAN:
That fits the
timeline for the arm.

What are we looking for?

I'm guessing
we're looking

for a shallow grave
that's been disrupted

by a hungry bear.

Or maybe some kind
of satanic Stonehenge circle.

SCUTTER:
We see this kind of thing
all the time.

Kids come up
here, get baked,

do their own
version of The
Blair Witch Project.

I don't know
what that means.

It's a horror movie,
Bones.

Didn't make any sense.

Scary, though, with
the bloody handprints.

Ang, I'm going
to beam you some stills

of what looks like
a ritualistic Indian site--

a medicine wheel of some kind.

This thing legit?

What am I, a shaman?

Dr. Goodman
is an expert

in Native American anthropology.

He should be able to tell you
what it means.

Symbols,
Indian site...

Sherm, you're
looking guiltier
by the minute.

Oh, shut up, Chris.

You know better
than that.

SCUTTER:
Hey, you're
a poacher, man.

I sure as hell didn't see
that coming either.

Got something?

Waxy leaves.

It means methane gas
leeching from the soil.

Like a body?

RIVERS:
That's Adam Langer!

BRENNAN:
Uh, there's
a woman here, too.

Probably Ann Nuyes,
the hiker.

And she's missing her heart.

GOODMAN:
It's a perversion
of a Salish medicine wheel.

This is the spirit chief,
Chichayilmaytchu.

The southernmost stone
should represent strength.

The center of the wheel
should represent life force.

But this is upside down
and inside out.

We're dealing with a cannibal.

I suppose you could
interpret this as a way

of taking energy from someone
by eating their flesh.

Zoom in.

There. This is the symbol
for strength: the arm.

This one is for spirit:
the heart.

This one for knowledge.

And this is for courage.

So we're looking for maybe
a scarecrow, tin man or a lion?

You say two bodies
were found?

MONTENEGRO:
Over here.

They were dug up by a bear;

one showing signs that his arm
was eaten by the cannibal,

the other missing her heart.

There should be two more bodies
to complete the ritual.

They checked
the site.

There were
only these two.

If I've analyzed this correctly,

it means there will
be two more victims.

RIGBY:
Both victims were killed
by gunshots to the head.

These stellate patterns
at the entry wounds

indicate
a low-caliber handgun

at close range.

That's remarkable.

Not really.

Based on adiposear formation,

I'm estimating the female
has been dead for about...

A week?

Very good.

Thanks.

Well, her clothing
matches that
of Ann Nuyes,

and the male
is Adam Langer.

My people at the Jeffersonian
tell me that the medicine wheel

suggests a perversion
of an old healing ritual.

The cannibal may have eaten
the arm for strength

and the heart for spirit.

Well, that makes
sense, from a certain
point of view.

Do they think
it's an Indian?

No way to tell.

I'm no policeman, but
it doesn't make sense

that Sherman Rivers
would lead you

straight to the
evidence that proves

he's a murderer
and a cannibal.

Adam was a good guy.

He wanted to be
a park ranger.

I was a...
what do you call it?

His mentor?

That's right,
his mentor.

Taking him out with me
on my rounds,

showing him the ropes
of the job.

Well, maybe Adam found
out you were poaching,

so you made sure
he wouldn't talk.

Yeah, so I ate his arm

and ate someone's heart
for dessert,

because that's the type
of guy I am.

You know, he fits
the description

of someone who's
missing an arm.

Why didn't you
say anything?

Somebody says maybe
they're going to come and visit.

Maybe they do,
maybe they don't.

Maybe they go see
their climbing buddy instead.

Charlie?
The overnight guy?

Maybe sometimes
they go visit a girl.

What girl?

I'm not comfortable saying.

Well, maybe what, you know,

with the, uh, murders
and cannibalism,

you, uh... you get
past that discomfort, hmm?

Adam had a thing
with the vet lady.

So did his buddy,
Charlie.

You know how jealous
white people can be.

Um... In the interest
of full disclosure,

I've got to say
I see Denise

from time to time, too.

What, you find
that funny?

You know the apple we
found in Sherman's cabin?

You get a mold?
Zack?

( over phone ):
Yeah. The mold from the apple

does not match
the teeth marks on the bone.

Thanks, Zach.

So what does that mean?

It means you aren't
the cannibal.

I already knew that.

The point was to convince us.

What do we do now? Start
checking everybody's
teeth in town?

Not everybody.

We consume.
We are consumed.

We're consumed by greed,
by ambition, lust, jealousy.

Dr. Randall, if
you'd just like to...

I mean, even just regular love
is a form of cannibalism.

Could you just put
the dental medium
between your teeth...

I mean, the whole
perfect idea of love

is that two people
become one.

Now, that's a kind
of consumption.

We're talking something a little
more literal, Dr. Randall.

( under breath ):
We need her to bite it.

Why didn't you
report him missing?

Because I would have had
to admit

that he and I were lovers.

Why not admit it?

Because it would have made
another guy angry.

What other guy?

Charlie.

And Sheriff Scutter.

And Andrew Rigby,
and maybe a couple others.

I don't know.

Well, there's not a lot to do
in a place like Aurora,

so what you do,
you do a lot.

Dr. Randall, if
you... can you just
bite, please?

And, if I were your cannibal,
would I have pointed out

that there were human bones
in the bear after the autopsy?

An autopsy on an animal
is called a necropsy.

Yeah, there's a reason I get

all the guys and you don't.

Uh... Let me tell you,
if I ate Adam,

there wouldn't be anything left.

ADDY:
Here and here-- these look
like tooth marks again.

MONTENEGRO:
Okay.

But they're too regular.

They're exactly
2.4 millimeters apart.

Teeth aren't that exact.

It has to be some kind
of a machine.

She was eaten
by a machine?

I don't know.

We got a love triangle,

quadrangle,
octangle, whatever.

Jealousy--
always a good motive.

For murdering Adam Langer,
maybe, but Ann Nuyes?

And the cannibalism?

No, we're looking
for someone

who's clinically insane.

That whole rant thing
the vet lady had

about people consuming
each other?

( phone ringing )
That was wacky.

Yeah, but kind of
true, don't you think?

Hey, Angela.

Sweetie, Zack wants
to beam you something.

Okay. Hold on a second.

See if you can
tell what it is.

But, if you're in
a public place,

you might want to
cover your screen.

What am I looking at?

ADDY:
Indentations
on Ann Nuyes' sternum.

Magnification?

40.

I can't believe both Dr.
Rigby and I missed these.

Good job.

What are they?

How far apart are
these indentations?

2.4 millimeters.

Okay, these marks
and the splitting

of the bone
here were made

by a sternum spreader.

There's no record of Ann Nuyes
having heart surgery.

Rigby didn't miss it.

Moments like this
are why I need a gun.

Where else
do you keep them?

Thank you.

That is for
self-defense.

Don't just go blasting
away in there.

What if I have to shoot?

What part of his body
should I hit?

The part that isn't me.

Just stay back.

The bodies are gone.

What's he going to do?

Take them into the woods
for a late-night snack?

If I were him, I'd
destroy the evidence.

Step away

from the incinerator,
Dr. Rigby.

You don't understand.

It's a spiritual right
to share the life force...

Look, you're nuts, okay?
We get it.

We don't need to
hear the rambling

psycho speech on why you did it.

You're an
anthropologist.

You know that
ancient civilizations

would sacrifice some

in order to preserve
the strength...

( groans )

What did you do that for?

Nobody wants to hear
that rambling psycho speech.

A bedpan?

( bedpan clanging on floor )

Why do we have to
face her together?

You want this settled
or what?

I'd definitely
like this settled.

What are you doing here?

Are you kidding?

It's like watching
the Clash of the
Horny Titans.

Who'd like to sign for this?

Who wouldn't

want to sign for it?

So the idea is
whoever signs for this...

Yes, the act of signing is
an analog for choosing...

She gets it.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

That is really sweet.

Thank you.

That is so hot.

Why? Why is that hot?

It'd be hotter if
she'd chosen me.

No, this is
definitely hotter.

BRENNAN:
And to think I didn't want

to come here with you.

I mean, this was
a fascinating case.

You don't often find
ritual cannibalism practiced

so close to home.

Which I find a plus.

There are always those
individuals within a species

who are driven to break
the most basic taboos.

I mean, Rigby
actually ate human flesh.

Bones, I just got
my steak and eggs.

Rigby has a prion disease,

which means he's been a cannibal
for quite some time.

Do you realize,
when we go to trial,

he could use
the insanity defense?

The guy is nuts.

Yes, but is he nuts
because he got a brain disease

from eating human flesh,

or was he already nuts
the first time he ate flesh,

or did he just lick
his fingers after surgery?

I should just
become a vegetarian.

Or, as an alternative,
just don't eat people.

You know, I'm going to come
back up here this winter.

Charlie says
the skiing is great.

Oh, it's Charlie.

Yeah, the overnight guy.

( chuckling )

Yeah, I know who he is.

I bet he's a great skier.

His hips and thighs
are perfectly developed

for strength
and maneuverability.

That's it. I'm done.

What?

No good?

You want some corn flakes?

Want some?
No.

What's that mean?