All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S01E08 - The Girl in the Fridge (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

So I spent
the night at Todd's.

You remember Todd,
right?

The bass player
with the big hands.

Big nimble hands.

Angela, I'm trying
to piece together
a skull.

You're doing
a great job.

So I wake up this morning

and he's sitting there,
right? No clothes on,

just his bass,

singing to me
in this low, low voice...

It was creepy.

Angela,
is this conversation

really appropriate
here?

Sorry, but I'm
into alive people.

Anyway, Todd has a friend...

Thought you said
he was creepy.

Todd. Not
the friend.

Good news.

I hope this
is work-related.

The Anthropology Journal
is publishing our piece

on the evolution
of the coronal suture.

BRENNAN:
A worthy interruption.

You're supposed to bump
my fist with yours.

Why?

I'm told it's
a widely acknowledged gesture

of mutual success.

I love it when you two
impersonate Earthlings.

Okay, now, this is weird.

There's some guy in the lounge
who asked me to give you this.

ANGELA:
Is he alive?

Because that
is an excellent start
to a relationship.

I didn't put a mirror

underneath his nose
or anything.

He said you'd know who he was
when you opened it.

Okay, a guy who gets her
to stop working.

This I have to see.

You left it
at my place.

Three years ago.

First time I've been
in Washington.

Thought I should
return it in person.

Why didn't you tell me
you were coming?

What if you didn't take my call?

You're a big important author
now.

You could come down here,
you know.

You could come up.

Halfway.

As always.

I hope you don't have
any expectations.

Do you?

Civility.

I can handle that.

So why are you here?

George Washington
University wants
to talk to me

about heading their
anthropology department.

They'd be lucky
to get you.

I assume
they tried you first.

I already had a job.

This is like watching
cars mate.

ANGELA:
It's gotta be Michael...

Stires...

her forensic anthropology
professor from Northwestern.

They were...

HODGINS:
Very, very close?

Dr. Brennan is my forensic
anthropology professor.

Does that mean...?

No.
No.

Seems like we should
have dinner tonight.

Catch up.

Sounds reasonable.

BOOTH:
Hey, Bones!

Whoa... okay,
put it here.

Easy!

BOOTH:
Bones, I got a present
for you.

Straight out of an illegal
ravine on a dump

in Fairfax.

See, our forensic people
confirmed it was human matter

so, rather than open it myself
and risk being trashed by you

for contaminating
the evidence,

I decided to bring

the whole refrigerator to you.

All we need
is a toaster oven.

( clearing throat ):
Bones.

BRENNAN:
Body is going to be
mostly decomposed.

Which is my cue to leave.

This is where it gets fun.

All right,
you can open it.

All right.

Oh!

Ooh... okay.

Uh... he or she?

She.

Late teens...
early 20s.

I'm guessing she's been
in the refrigerator for a year.

Is there enough insect activity
to help us be more precise?

There's always enough
insect activity.

Remove and clean
the bones, Zack.

Michael, you can pick me up
at 7:30.

I'll give you my address.

Beautiful lab.
Thanks.

Old friend?

Old teacher.

Yeah, they're actually
going to eat dinner

after seeing this?

Well, I hope
it's not soup.

If she was his student,
and I'm her student,

then it follows...

Ain't gonna happen,
Zack-o.

Not in this universe.
Ooh!

Here's a sketch
of the victim.

Her skull was intact,

so it made it easy
to work with.

I just got
her dental records.

Name: Maggie Schilling,
19.

Then I guess
you don't need this.

She was a dancer.

Bone markers in her metatarsals.

To go from the freedom of dance

to being crammed
into a refrigerator...

I hope

she was already dead
when they shut the door.

He's hotter
than you said.

Michael?

Any other ex-lovers come
knocking on your door today?

The "ex" in ex-lover
is not a variable.

It's a constant, like
the speed of light.

Save your dirty talk
for the hunky professor.

I can assure you our
relationship is purely platonic.

What we share is
a love of science.

Neither of us has the time
or inclination

for emotional complications.

Sounds very reasonable.

Yes.

I've got to get this data
together for Booth.

Sure.

Have a good dinner
tonight.

Maggie Schilling went missing
11 months ago.

Parents got a ransom note
demanding a million dollars.

Negotiations, they dragged on
for a couple of weeks.

Then, suddenly,
all contact stopped.

The assumption was
that the kidnappers
killed her.

No visual
physical trauma.

Cause of death?

Not yet.

But there are stress fractures
on both wrists.

And we have some people
running chemical analysis

and toxicity screens

on the effluent
in the refrigerator.

Okay. You call me later?

I'm not working tonight.

I have a dinner.

What? Wow.

I just assumed
that the two of you

would be eating off
an autopsy table.

Not tonight.

I was being...

Tomorrow's fine.

Call me tomorrow.

( kissing )

We missed our reservation.

Aw, well. That's
the price we pay

for scientific exploration
and discovery.

You realize this is just
recreational, Michael.

Of course.

I'm just impressed
that we can just pick up

where we left off,
like no time has passed.

Time is an imposed
construct.

Nice to know we can
rely on physics.

( chuckling )

You really think
you'll move here?

Depends on the offer.

Maybe I could get
you a position
at the Jeffersonian.

Working for my old student.

Would that be a problem?

We're better when we're
not vying for dominance

in the same arena.

I can't help it
if I'm usually right.

Does that mean you've
closed the case

on that girl
in the fridge?

I found some stress fractures
on the wrists.

Not much else.

But I will.

Same old confident Brennan.

I'm sorry.
Is school in session?

Old habits die hard.

She did fight, Michael.

They kept her... tied up
like an animal.

But she fought.

That's how she got
those stress fractures,

because she was bound
and struggling.

I just...
I keep seeing her face.

You know how it is.

Using a refrigerator
to hide a body...

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

Good way to remove
the victim

without being detected.

The rubber gaskets
seal in the odor.

Maybe the company should use
that in their ads.

Mm-hmm.
She's late.

She's never late.

You worried about her?
I'm happy for her.

Why?

Remember that time
you were late?

Oh, yeah.

Good morning, all.

You know you can take

the day off.

You deserve
one day.

Michael wanted to take a look
at our equipment.

I'm going to let that one go.

The guys wanted
to meet him, anyway.

They could learn
a lot from him.

You were Brennan's
professor?

She was 23.

An adult.

That's what
Clinton said.

You run through
a lot of students?

That was a long time ago,

and Tempe was very advanced.

More colleague than student.

I'm a pretty
advanced student.

No offense but, um,
I'm not interested.

No, I meant me
and her...

Oh! Burned.

What have you found?

X rays reveal
low bone-density,

and the parathyroid
hormone levels

are also low.
condition medical

called hyperparathyroidism...

Symptoms include
muscle weakness, brittle bones,

Yeah, I know...

You may be premature
with your struggle theory.

I doubt that.

You mean you don't want
to be doubted.

BRENNAN:
I can take it.

The wrist fractures
could have resulted

from her medical condition.

Unlikely. However...

Or been an unrelated cause

of nontraumatic
fissures.

Nontraumatic?
Look at these.

It's something
to consider.

Last thing you want to do

is jump to conclusions
without evidence.

I know how much
you want to find
who did this.

HODGINS:
an appropriate moment

to discuss human goop.

Chemical analysis

of the liver and kidney tissues
reveals significant evidence

of the narcotic hydromorphone.

Hydromorphone?

Also known
as hospital heroin.

In what kind
of concentration?

Given her probable size
and weight, it's fatal.

Where did you go
to dinner last night?

We wound up staying in.

We need to know if that amount
was accrued over time

or was delivered
in one large dose.

You didn't come back
to the lab, did you?

I made a frittata.

ANGELA:
Oh, wow!

He cooks, too.
Can we share him?

We also need to know
if the hydromorphone

was administered intravenously
or orally.

I should get going.

I'm meeting the board
at the university.

Call you
after my appointment.

It was nice meeting
you all.

What?

Is it so odd for everyone
to see me with a man?

Print out the levels
of hydromorphone

you found in her system...

I want you to find

the overload point
that could cause

the stress fractures
in her wrists

and examine the left ilium.

There seems to be some
degeneration on the edge.

WOMAN:
I know it sounds terrible,
but I hoped

that she had just run away.

That way, I could believe
she was still alive.

She started turning against us
in high school.

Did a lot of drugs.

We tried to help her--

sent her to
rehab, therapy...

Kids have a lot to contend with
these days.

We didn't help her. Not really.

We had nannies

to raise her
because we were so busy,

and we sent her to shrinks
when she had problems

instead of talking to her.

Look. You can't blame yourself.

Environment plays a huge role

in development.

( clearing throat )

I'd like some pictures of Maggie

so I can compare them
with her remains.

Pictures of her dancing

would be most helpful--
or swimming.

How do you know
she danced and swam?

Some things can't be erased
from the body.

I'm sorry, but
I need to ask you

about your daughter's
drug problems.

Do you know what she was using?

Alcohol, Ecstasy,

marijuana...

What about the narcotic
hydromorphone?

Hospital heroin?

Doesn't sound familiar.

She had a thyroid condition.

Was anything prescribed
for that?

Her endocrinologist
might know.

AUDREY:
We have to find

who did this
to Maggie.

We have to
do this for her.

Maggie's condition didn't
respond to medication.

I was trying to get her
to agree to surgery

when she disappeared.

What types of medication
are we talking about?

Furosemide, pamidronate.

I tried various calcitonins.

What about hydromorphone?

There are no pain issues

associated
with hyperparathyroidism.

But I knew
Maggie had a drug problem.

She was definitely interested
in getting some opiates from me.

She bribed my office
manager for samples.

I'm going to need your office
manager's home address.

Ex-office manager.

She's going to be what you call

a disgruntled
employee.

I didn't give Maggie Schilling
those samples.

She boosted them herself.

Barragan just blamed me

so he'd have an excuse
to fire me.

Why did he fire you?

Because he's a horn dog.

I tried to keep
things professional.

You know what I mean.

Dr. Barragan said that you
were closer to Maggie Schilling

than any other patient.

You meet her parents?

BRENNAN:
Yes.

Then you know the poor girl
was pretty much on her own.

We took her in.

He said that you went out
together. That you took her

to clubs.

Well, we just felt sorry
for her, you know?

She was lonely, so we
showed her a good time.

BRENNAN:
Dr. Barragan said...

( questioning continues
in background )

MARY:
...pills, vodka, weed.

SCOTT:
Mary wanted Maggie
to go to meetings.

You know-- AA.

That's very
kind of you.

Let's talk about
your new refrigerator.

Why?

Mainly, I'd like to know
what happened to your old one.

Well, the fridge
we found Maggie in

is a match with the marks
on the Costellos' floor.

They're sadomasochistic
fetishists.

Yeah.

Turned the basement
into a "fun room."

Seeking sexual gratification

through the manipulation
of power.

Probably the oldest
of fetishes: master-slave.

It's all about dominance.

Well, this sort of thing
only comes up

when the bloom goes off the
rose, if you know what I mean.

I don't know what you mean.

You know, when the regular
stuff, when it gets old,

you need to spice it up,
it's over.

The sex is good,

you don't need
any help.

That's for sure.

I'm sorry?
I was agreeing.

Yeah, well, don't, okay?

It kind of freaks me out.

I was just saying that I,
myself,

feel no inclination toward
either pain or dominance

when it comes to sex.

Are you sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.

'Cause you can be very bossy.

( whistles softly )

Look at him, huh?

Ooh! Look at him,
all smiley.

I bet he just
loves these things.

But these could explain
the stress fractures.

Her bones were brittle
from the disease.

Struggling would cause
the cracks we saw.

The handcuffs are consistent
with the injuries

to Maggie Schilling's wrists.

Maybe she wanted to be cuffed.

Do you ever think
about that?

BOOTH:
Here's what I was
thinking--

female dominant,

strapped for cash,
meets wealthy teenager

on the outs
with her parents,

convinces her submissive husband
to hold her for ransom.

Any proof,
or is this story time?

You feed her pills
to keep her quiet--

the negotiations,
they drag on--

so she dies of an overdose
before an exchange can be made.

You seal her up
in a refrigerator,

dump her in a ravine,
and you and her honey go back

to playing "tie me up"
in the basement.

ATTORNEY:
Maggie Schilling was
legally an adult.

We don't deny she was
in the house, even cuffed.

We don't deny there was
a perfectly legal

sexual relationship, which,
by its nature, got rough.

But Maggie was
a willing participant.

And enthusiastic.

ATTORNEY:
You have no evidence
my clients killed her.

It's weird for you, huh?

Being the one that's
all locked up.

The way you come at me...

are you threatened,
or do I turn you on?

Now I'm the one
who's hating psychology.

ATTORNEY:
If you don't have anything
but those cuffs,

my clients will be out
of here in 24 hours.

I figured it out.

I was right about how
she got those fractures.

I just don't have
the time, Tempe.

I have an appointment.

But I thought
you'd want to see.

The university can
wait a few minutes.

It's not with them. It's with
someone they want me to meet.

And, if we start
debating evidence,

I'll definitely be late.

Trust me. There's
nothing to debate.

I can prove that Maggie
Schilling was bound

in fur-covered handcuffs.

We found strands
of matching fur

embedded in her wrists in
the scaphoid and the lunate.

But you can't prove that she
was involuntarily restrained.

Oh, yes, I can.

It's not a competition.

No. The Olympics
are a competition.

Ours is a struggle
to the death.

Want to bet dinner?

Yes.

If we make it
to a restaurant.

Hmm! Bet's on.

You got ten minutes.

Okay.

BRENNAN:
Pull up the frontal

and lateral view
of the victim's
lower fibulas.

You trained
her well, Doc.

She's brilliant.
A little cocky, though.

Ha.

Yeah, tell me about it.

Pretty good
partner, though.

What you see
is what you get.

It's a rare quality.

That's just
between us, eh?

BRENNAN:
Michael?

Dr. Brennan found marks

on the medial malleoli,
both left and right.

Her legs were bound.

Mirror erosion patterns
from the bones

rubbing together
over time.

BOOTH:
If this were the result

of sex games, the legs--
they wouldn't
be bound together.

Well, come on, you know?

Looking for
a little nookie?

Hah! Last thing you'd tie
together are the legs.

I'm not convinced.

Brittle bones from
her thyroid condition.

The damage could have happened
in a very short time.

We also found evidence
of inflammation

on her right humerus
and ilium.

The bone abnormalities
indicate pathosis

from lying in one position
for a long time.

The only reasonable explanation
is long-term bondage.

Decreased bone-density could
have caused the inflammation.

This isn't definitive.

I hear there's a nice
little French place near here

I'd like to try.

I still have five minutes.

My department's still working
with Polaroids.

So, what do you think?

Very impressive.

Especially
to the nonprofessional.

You want science?

Give me the estimated time
of captivity.

Approximately three weeks.

ANGELA:
Okay, here are your
affected areas.

Now, during an advanced
time simulation...

You're winning, right?

Can I see your findings?

This appears to be indisputable.

The narcotic found
in her system

was not the result
of recreational drug abuse.

The inflammation would have been
very painful,

and the pain would have
increased over time.

They kept upping the dose
of hydromorphone

until they gave her too much,
and she died.

Those people bound
and killed that girl.

I yield. French restaurant?

I'm more in the mood
for Italian.

I need to put together
the evidence packet for Booth

to deliver
to the U.S. attorney.

I'll meet you at your place.

Good work.

Do you really think
he can handle your success?

What? Because of today?

We've always
been competitive.

I know, but he's a man,

and his student, a woman,
has surpassed him.

Michael is
extremely secure, Ange.

Honey, when you stuck it
to him today,

he was upset.

It was a healthy debate
between scientists.

You don't know Michael.

I know men,
and I know what happens

when two people
start sleeping together.

It's not like that. We're
friends, colleagues, that's all.

Colleagues with benefits.

I don't know what that means,

but Michael and I
are not involved.

I'm sorry if that's difficult
for you to understand,

but what we have
isn't traditional.

Don't talk to me
about traditional, okay?

I've dated circus people.

You and Michael,
you have something,

and that's okay.

That's good, even.

Just be honest about it.

BOOTH:
Bones?

Judge is holding them
without bail.

The U.S. attorney is thinking
about sending you flowers.

Facts are facts.

Uh... Bones, I have to ask.

How much have you been sharing
with the professor?

None of your business.

I mean, on the case.

Oh. I bounce everything
off of him. Why?

Well, you got to keep him
out of it from now on.

Out of it? Why?

Well, you know that appointment

that he had today?
Yeah.

He met
with the Costellos' lawyer.

Michael is
their expert witness.

It's his job to tear apart
the case that you've built.

How could I not be upset?

Basically, you were
spying on me.

Spying?

It's a criminal
proceeding.

You're required by law

to disclose all your findings
to the defense anyway.

I'm only required
to provide you

with the raw facts
we intend to enter
into evidence.

Not the process by which
I arrived at those facts.

I apologize.

That's a nuance
that escaped me.

Why didn't you just
tell me, Michael?

Because the defense
isn't required

to tell the prosecution
anything.

In fact, it's grounds
for a mistrial.

Look, I've never
done this before.

You're the teacher
in this situation.

I'm the student.

And a little competitive.

Part of the job
at the university

is to be an expert witness

and, yes, I would like
to do that job

at least as well as you.

But if you feel I've overstepped
some boundary here...

I'll back out of the case.

No.

But, if you stay on, you have
to move back to the hotel.

Really?

Yes.

Well, would I have
to do it tonight,

or should I order
another bottle of wine?

I suppose tomorrow
would be soon enough.

I apologize, Tempe.

He still at it?

Yep.

And it is fascinating.

Keep an eye on him.

That's not going
to be a problem.

Did you just give Zack and
Hodgins a sign of encouragement?

You know, that's
the first time

I've been able
to look at them

without imagining Moe
knocking their heads together.

Agent Booth,
you're accessing
your inner squint.

Tempe, you listed an avulsion
fracture on the right femur.

Looks minor.

Do you consider
this evidence?

( clearing throat )

Dr. Brennan's conclusions
belong to the prosecution.

I have no interest
in destroying your
case, Agent Booth.

I'm just trying
to get a sense of...

Of her interpretations
of data,

to which you are
not privy,

Dr. Stires.

I understand the game
the doctor is trying to play,

and I'm perfectly capable
of dealing with him myself.

I'm sure he's just

thrown by findings
he would have missed.

This is not about
you and Dr. Stires.

This is about
the Jeffersonian's reputation

as a source
of expert witnesses.

Okay, I'm on my own.

Oh, in the interest
of fairness,

I am willing to share
my thoughts with you.

I've red-penciled
a few things.

You corrected my findings?

Consider it an
opposing opinion.

My findings are based
on facts, Michael, not opinions.

You seem to have
finished your
allotted time

with the remains,
Dr. Stires.

I'd like my people
to get back to work.

Thank you.

Bones, you okay?

Why wouldn't I be?

'Cause the Nutty Professor
is grading your paper.

What'd he give you
anyway, huh?

I was always happy
with a "B".

I never got a "B",
and I never will.

That's my girl.

BOOTH:
Assistant U.S. Attorney Levitt,

Jury Consultant Joy Deaver,
Dr. Temperance Brennan.

Nice to meet you.

I looked over
your findings,

and I think we're
in good shape.

Thank you. I was...

But juries
don't like you.

Excuse me?

I've seen you testify
before, Dr. Brennan.

You come off cold

and aloof.
I want to make sure...
Cold and aloof?

Try not interrupting.

It makes you sound arrogant.

Also, don't front-load
your testimony

with technical crap.

This really is not
the best approach.

I'm a technical
witness.

I've testified
in over 30 trials.

But most of the experts

you've come up against are as
dry and boring as you are.

Now, I don't know
if you've seen

their expert...
She's seen him, Ms. Deaver.

Well, then you
understand my concern.

Professor Stires
is open,

charming,

great-looking.

Jury's going
to love him.

I love him.

This isn't a personality
contest.

It's about data that we present
to the jury.

You're kidding, right?

The women on the jury
aren't going to be listening

to a word that comes out
of his mouth.

They're going to be
undressing him.

I don't want the men
on the jury

to be putting
more clothes on you.

Wear something blue.

It suggests truth.

Make eye contact
with the jury,

and lose the clunky necklace.

Mary and Scott Costello
murdered Maggie Schilling.

The forensic data I've compiled
proves that.

That should be enough.
But it isn't enough.

Okay, that's... that's great.

We'll, uh... take that
under consideration.

Thanks.

Why didn't she say
anything about you?

You can be very irritating
sometimes.

Bones, she's an expert
just like you.

She has an obvious
personality disorder,

but she wants to help.

Just try.

Okay, sure.

Good.

I can do it.

We will show that Mary Costello
lured Maggie Schilling

into her home
with the promise of drugs.

She was not held
against her will.

She was, in fact, orchestrating
the plot to extort money

from her own parents from whom
she was estranged.

They bound her for weeks,

the pain growing,

and, to keep her quiet
they pumped her full of drugs.

Her death was the result
of a self-administered overdose.

After killing their captive,

and ruining their chances
of collecting a ransom,

the Costellos stuffed
Ms. Schilling's body

into the refrigerator.

Knowing they could be accused
of kidnapping and murder,

my clients panicked
and disposed of her body.

While their behavior
might be ill-advised,

they are neither
kidnappers nor murderers.

BOOTH:
The pharmaceutical samples
of hydromorphone

were found in
the Costellos' belongings.

The lot numbers
matched those

that were in
Dr. Barragan's office...

When I went to
the Costellos' kitchen,

I saw the marks from
the old refrigerator

on the floor.

It was like these marks--

they screamed
at me-- these people,

they did it.

Objection.
Sustained.
Just the facts, Agent Booth.

I'm sorry. It's just that the
receipt for the new refrigerator

was dated two days after
the negotiations broke off

with the kidnappers.

You figure it out.

I know.

I'm sorry.

DEFENSE ATTORNEY:
Any evidence
Maggie Schilling wasn't

a willing participant
in sexual activity

involving those cuffs
and other paraphernalia?

Winding up in the fridge

kind of tells me that she really
wasn't that into it.

Your Honor?
No direct evidence.

Any evidence my clients
forced Ms. Schilling

to take that narcotic?

I'll leave those answers
for the experts.

Sciarids, also known as
Dark-Winged Fungus Gnats,

went through
several life cycles.

Also present were Acadidae
and Anoetidae,

but the most interesting find
was not a bug at all,

but was common bread mold.

All of this data led to
the same conclusion:

Maggie Schilling
was in that refrigerator

between ten and 12 months.

MONTENEGRO:
Even though we already had
medical records

and dental records from which
to identify Maggie Schilling,

I was also asked to do a sketch

based on the
architecture of her skull.

That's sort of what I do.

Turned out pretty accurate,

if I do say so
myself.

She was a pretty girl.

That's why I drew
her smiling.

It... it just seemed right.

I'm really sorry for
what happened to her.

And I hope my work helps you.

BRENNAN:
The gelatinous puddle was
decomposed tissue

from which our labs
extracted and analyzed

liver and kidney
samples

by mass spectrometer.

The hydromorphone level

in her liver was 8.4,

and 6.6

in her kidney.

Death occurs

at 7.7

and 5.2, respectively.

And the reason they would
be giving the victim
this narcotic?

Short-term periosteal reaction
on the right proximal

lateral humerus was
consistent

with a bound individual...

So to rephrase...

And the placement
of wrist restraints,

coupled with her
hyperparathyroidism,

would account for
the stress fractures

on the distal anterior surface
of both the radii

and ulnae.

Her bones broke because

she was struggling
to free herself?

Yeah. I believe
I just said that.

Thank you, Doctor.

That will be all for now.

I'd like to move
for a recess

with the right to recall
the witness, Your Honor.

Okay. We will meet back here
in 30 minutes.

She can't connect.

Those killers
are going to walk.

It was well-reasoned.

Yeah, it was
very scientific.

You didn't listen

to a thing I said.

You were like Klaatu
the robot up there.

Would it have
killed you

to speak English?

I wore Blue.
I looked at the jury.

Look, for a people person,
you're a little rude.

At what point do the facts
stop working for you?

I have no problem
with the facts,

as long as the jury
can understand them.

You're underestimating
their intelligence.

You're overestimating
their ability to stay awake.

When these S&M perverts
walk on this,

it'll be on your head.

Can you believe that?

What, you
agree with her?

Not entirely.

Not entirely?

So, that means partly.

Well, I was perfectly clear.

Didn't you think
I was clear?

Sometimes.

And, um...

sometimes you were...

a little hard to follow.

What are you talking
about? When?

When you were... talking.

Listen, Bones, I know
you care about this case,

but I think you should
let them see that.

So I should perform?

Just a little bit, yeah.

I mean, do you see how
I portrayed myself

as a no-nonsense,
tough-guy cop?

You are a no-nonsense,
tough-guy cop.

Exactly.

And I think that it wouldn't
hurt if the jury saw

who you really are.

Well, I don't know who
you think that is, Booth,

because this is
who I really am.

Just this.

Oh, God. Sorry.

I'm okay.

Are you?

Sure.

Well, truthfully, this whole
thing is pretty awkward.

Don't you think?

We're just doing our job.
We'll be fine.

It's just they have
this jury consultant--

they want to turn this
into a melodrama.

They don't understand
what a scientist is.

Tempe, we're not allowed
to talk about the case.

I know.
I'm just saying...

My guy's going to freak

if he sees
us talking.

Sure. Sorry.

In my opinion, the high levels
of hydromorphone

are more consistent
with recreational use

than for pain relief.

Could you explain?

Well, I might not use
all the technical language,

but I'll try
to make myself understood.

Objection,
Your Honor.

The witness is impugning
another witness.

Sustained.

Continue.

I'm sorry.

I don't do this professionally.

People who need to relieve
physical pain

will stop after
the pain disappears.

It doesn't take more than an
average dose to accomplish that.

Drug users are trying
to bury emotional pain,

which means that

they'll medicate until
they feel nothing.

This is why they have
a tendency to overdose,

like Maggie Schilling.

That's not accurate.

Sometimes intense
chronic pain

does not respond
to medication.

I'll bring that up
in cross-examination.

What about Dr. Brennan's
claim that her pain

was somehow connected
to the victim being bound

for a length of time?

Well, the Costellos have already
stipulated to the fact

that they bound Ms. Schilling
as part of their rather

unorthodox sexual life.

And Dr. Brennan agrees

that Ms. Schilling
had hyperpara--

well, if I could simplify--

a thyroid condition that could
weaken her bones.

No need to look for
bondage scenarios.

That's ridiculous.

He's ignoring
all the facts.

With respect to my
former student Dr. Brennan,

with findings like these,

I don't know why she became
a forensic anthropologist.

She seems to have ignored

all but her preconceived notions
about the case.

Objection.

Sustained.

I apologize.

Do you disagree
with Dr. Brennan's data?

Well, sometimes doctors
can use data

to confuse a very simple
situation.

I mean, I'm a doctor and
I could hardly her.

This case is about people,

not incomprehensible
technical jargon.

I don't think that these people
should be convicted of murder

just because Dr. Brennan
sounds smart.

Your Honor, really.

The jury will disregard
Professor Stires'

personal view of Dr. Brennan.

Court will adjourn until
9:00 a.m. tomorrow.

He wasn't acting
as an objective expert.

He was making up a story.

The judge chastised him
in front of the jury.

That'll work for us.

The hell it will.
The jury loves Stires.

He looks like a regular guy

who's not allowed
to speak the truth

because the stupid rules
get in the way.

The rules of jurisprudence
aren't stupid.

Dr. Brennan, you need
to learn the difference

between reality
and perception.

A trial is all about
perception.
Wow.

You're the reason
civilization is declining.

Talk to her.

I kind of agree
with her.

Thanks.

I really don't
agree with you.

I just...
I don't like her.

Put me back on the stand.

I can rebut everything
that Michael said.

She can do this.

I'll think about it.

I've never been in
this position before, Booth.

I need to get back
up there.

All right, just let me
talk to him.

Trial going badly?

You don't usually cram
at the last minute.

The jury likes Michael

better than they like me.

Apparently,
that's a problem.

Are they stupid?

Compared to you,
yes, they are stupid.

However, compared to you,

most of the world
is a little stupid.

You have many skills,
Temperance.

Not one of them

includes communicating
with the average person
on the street.

Which is exactly what juries
are made of.

I'm a better
forensic anthropologist

than Michael Stires.

Which is why, two years ago,
I hired you instead of him.

Michael applied for this job?
Yes.

His credentials
are better than mine.

Yes. But...

you are the more rational,
reasoned,

empirical scientist.

And you care.

And, if he tries
to convince you otherwise,

tell him to go to hell.

Is it safe to approach,
Dr. Brennan?

Don't charm, Michael.

I think you're taking
this too personally.

You think I should be
more rational?

Yes.
Go to hell.

Look, you're not the only one
with a jury consultant.

The difference is,
I listened to mine.

He told me to create
reasonable doubt.
That's what I did.

This one isn't about
winning a pasta dinner

or showing up
your former student.

It's about putting
two people

away who murdered
a 19-year-old girl.

Tempe, you can't
personalize the work.

Do you remember,
in Central America,

standing in a mass grave
being guarded by soldiers?

We knew that they were
probably the same soldiers

who killed the people
we were digging up.

I was just a student.

I was scared. I turned to you
and I asked, "What do we do?"

That was a different place and
a radically different context.

You said, "We tell the truth.
We do not flinch."

You flinched, Michael.

LEVITT:
I can't ask her that.

The whole line of
questioning isn't relevant.

He brought it up
during his testimony

so, legally,
you can reintroduce it.

I don't see how it's
going to change anything.

Trust me. It will.

Am I testifying?

BRENNAN:
Only a prolonged struggle,
not sexual activity,

would cause the tearing
of the medial head

of the gastrocnemius muscle

on the distal portion
of the bone...

So, in lay terms.

The muscle avulsed.

She pulled a muscle.

Because she was immobilized.

Tied up.
Yes.

These conditions have
to be contextualized.

( volume fades ):
The inflammation on both
the ilium and...

Dr. Brennan,

why did you become
a forensic anthropologist?

I beg your pardon?

There must be some reason
you chose this field

out of the hundreds
of other careers

someone of your intelligence
could have chosen.

Was there some emotional
reason, perhaps?

Objection.
Relevance, Your Honor.

I don't see how this
pertains to the case.

Dr. Brennan is cold,
distant and alienating,

Your Honor.
Hey...!

I need the jury to understand
why she's so cold,

so that they might be willing
to accept her testimony.

Her personality issues
are not relevant to this case.

They opened up this line
of questioning, Your Honor.

When Dr. Stires was
on the stand, he wondered

why Dr. Brennan became
a forensic anthropologist,

so the defense must have thought
it had some relevance then.

Sorry, Mr. Meredith.
You did raise the issue.

Overruled.

You may continue, Mr. Levitt.

Dr. Brennan,

your parents disappeared
when you were 15,

and no one's ever found out

what happened to them.
Isn't that correct?

Please answer the question,
Dr. Brennan.

That's correct.

It must be very painful.

Is it fair to say
that you have been trying

to solve the mystery
of their loss your whole life?

Do I want answers? Yes.

As to how that has
affected my behavior,

which I assume is what
you're trolling for,

I don't put much stock
in psychology.

Is that why you wrap yourself
up in technospeak?

So you don't have to feel
how these victims

remind you of your own parents?

How I feel doesn't matter.

My job doesn't
depend on it.

But it's informed by it.

Or are you as cold
and unfeeling as you seem?

I see a face on every skull.

I can look at their bones

and tell how they walked,
where they hurt.

Maggie Schilling is real to me.

The pain she suffered was real.

Her hip was being eaten
away by infection

from lying on her side.

Sure, like Dr. Stires said,

the disease could
contribute to that

if you take it out of context.

But you can't break
Maggie Schilling down

into little pieces.

She was a whole person,

who fought to free herself.

Her wrists were broken

from struggling against
the handcuffs.

The bones in her ankles
were ground together

because her feet were tied.

And her side, her hip
and her shoulder

were being eaten away
by infection.

And, the more she struggled,
the more pain she was in,

so they gave her those drugs
to keep her quiet.

They gave her so much
it killed her.

These facts can't be ignored

or dismissed
because you think I'm...

boring or obnoxious.

Because I don't matter.

What I feel doesn't matter.
Only she matters.

Only Maggie.

Tempe, Tempe.

Tempe, I'm sorry.

What can I do?

Ho.

Bones...

Costellos are trying
to cop a plea

to a charge that won't mean
the death penalty.

They know they're
going down.

You had no right.

There are things
that are private.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

But you know what?

This was my case, too.
All right?

So, nothing personal?

Guilty on all counts.

Yeah.

So he owes you another dinner,
huh?

No. I won't be seeing him
anymore.

Sorry.

I was foolish
to be so open with him.

It was irrational.

You know how you get
when you're tired.

Yeah.

You want to go out,
grab a drink?

Um...

I think I just want to work.

Okay.

Hey, Bones.

What is it?

I'm not feeling very forgiving.

Yeah, I know.

But we have a case.

Victim is an adult male,
35 to 40 years old.

From the pattern
of the burning,

I'd say an accelerant
was used.

Could you hand me my bag?
Yeah. Sure.

Hey, listen, you want
my coat or something?

It's cold up here.

If I did, I'd ask for it.

Yeah.

Sorry.

And, um...

I'm sorry.

You had something to accomplish,

you found a logical way
of getting what you needed.

I probably would have
done the same thing.

What's that mean?