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[ Woman On Radio ]
Coroner Van 3,
what's your E.T.A.?

[ Radio Chatter ]

[ Booth ]
They found the victim
in the filtration system.

Just, you know, some bones,
and nobody knows
what to make of them.

I mean, look at this.

Millions of tax dollars
are spent to clean and treat
tap water,

and yet people spend billions
on bottled water.

Well, it's cleaner.
Look, it comes from
a clean mountain stream.

Yeah, which contains
fecal matter from animals.

There's no bones in it,
though, is there?
Don't want that in your water.

Excuse me.
Um, do you know how long
this is gonna take?

- Department wants to know
when I can get back on line.
- [ Man ] Bag that and mark it.

Any way to determine
where the body originated?

Water comes here
through pipelines that travel
through five different states.

That's why I called
the feds in.

Great.
How many miles of pipe?

About 1,800.

I'm gonna need a schematic
of the entire system
as soon as you can.

Sure.Yeah. Bones?

Swirl treatment sped the rate
of decomp. Death was most likely
less than three months ago.

The sacrum is small,
still developing.

A kid.

A little girl,

about eight to 10 years old.

[ Chattering ]

[ Booth ]
Hey, any luck with
the cause of death?

[ Zack ]
Eh, postmortem trauma makes
assignation of cause difficult.

Great.
"No" would've been just fine.

There are bands of discoloration
on the ribs. Cam might find out
why with a tox screen.

I'd like those clothes
as soon as I can get 'em.
Lots of crusty bugs and slime.

All yours.
Zack, spend some time
with the teeth.

- They should be
more discolored.
- Everything okay here?

Yeah, sure. Hey. You know?

- How's things?
- You know, murder and stuff.

Just another day at the office.
How about you?

Same old same old.

Listen, the Bureau's running
location checks for registered
pedophiles in the area,

but we can't do much until we,
you know, I.D. the girl.

I'm running D.N.A. on the hairs
I pulled from the skull.

There's something
funky about it.
The roots confirm brown hair.

The blonde
is from oxidized thiols
evident in the hair shaft.

- Her hair was bleached?
- Wait, come on. I mean, what
nine-year-old dyes her hair?

Well, that might explain
why my sketch...

isn't getting any hits from
the missing children's database.

Zack, look at the remains again
with a focus...

on any physical anomalies that
could hamper identification.

- I've got results cooking, so--
- Sure. Yeah. See you later.

- Don't you have work to do?
- Don't you?

[ Chuckles ]

Right. Right.

I should be able to run
a tox screen with the tissue
left on her clavicle.

The scrapings that I took
from the cheek and eye socket
contain propylene glycol,

fragrance, dyes
and lanolin.She was wearing makeup?

I was going to use dentition
to narrow down the age range,
but look.

She has false teeth?

What the hell happened
to this kid?

- The false teeth replace
the missing deciduous teeth.
- Baby teeth.

And the other teeth
were veneered.

What is she?
A midget stripper?

[ Angela ]
Okay, this is the color she
would've had from the bleaching.

[ Hodgins ]
I think the alkaloids would
make the color brighter.

Okay, so some twisted psycho
killer gives this little girl
a makeover before he kills her?

I hate working with kids.
Childhood should be
all about swings.

- Swings?
- Yeah. You know,
how high can I go?

If I twist the chains,
how fast will I spin?

What if I try to jump off
before the swing stops?

- Exactly.
- [ Hodgins ]
I miss that feeling.

- Yeah. Me too.
- I miss
organic chemistry class.

- Those were good times.
- I miss my first microscope.

Great. Yeah.
And I miss normal people.
Can we go on?

- Factor in the teeth.
- [ Beeping ]

Yeah, you know? Because, uh,
this isn't weird enough.

Hodgins supplied
the types of makeup.

And that's what we've got.

- She looks 30.
- Okay, run the image
against the database now.

[ Beeping ]

Oh, my God.
That's Brianna Swanson.

- Who?
- The little beauty queen who
disappeared a few months ago.

[ Angela ]
In the middle of the Little
Miss Junior Patriot Pageant.

Just nine years old.

What do you mean...

there isn't even
enough of her for me to see?

The body traveled
through miles of piping.

And then after three months--

[ Crying ]
She was so beautiful,
wasn't she?

I always thought
someday she'd come back.

I even filled out
her application to the Junior
Miss Starlite competition.

She would've won her division.

We're very sorry
for your loss.

Ms. Swanson, I discovered
dental work on Brianna one
doesn't usually see on a child.

The veneers and the caps? Yeah.
A lot of the girls had them.

Statistically, that's--
that's not true.

Well, Brianna took some
antibiotics when she was a baby
that stained her teeth.

She was very self-conscious
about that, so I wanted her
to feel good about herself.

A nine-year-old is hardly
mature enough to make
an informed decision about--

You were at the competition
in Delaware when Brianna
went missing, correct?

Yeah. I never missed a pageant.
I never would.

But you weren't--
you weren't with her
when, uh, she disappeared?

No. I left her alone
in our room for a minute.

When I came back,
she was gone.

There's not a day
that goes by that I don't
hate myself for that.

According to initial reports,
you suspected your ex-husband
of kidnapping Brianna?

Well, he was trying
to get custody of her
for over a year. Yeah.

David was not fit
to be a father.
He wanted Brianna out of spite.

And he tried to drown me
in lawyer fees.

Was your ex-husband violent
with you or Brianna?

Not physically, no.
But once when we were fighting,

he said that he would rather
have Brianna end up in a ditch
somewhere than turn out like me.

It's the "evening wear"
category that gets me.

My evening wear's a ratty
T-shirt and a mud mask.

There's bleeding evident
under the mental foramen.

There was complete disruption
of all ventral ligaments...

between the victim's skull and
the first and second vertebrae.

Her neck was broken.

Dislocated fracture
of the mandible suggests
her death was caused...

by a strong blow to the chin
by an object heavy enough...

to leave markings
on her mental foramen.

I found fragments of steel
in the victim's jacket.

There was also an excessive
amount of polycyclic
aromatic hydrocarbons.

I assume that
means something.

Polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons
are found in soot,

pesticides, creosotes,
roofing tar.

The original police report said
Brianna's father was a roofer.

Yeah.
Interesting coincidence, huh?

- I'll call Booth.
- About this?

- You have a roofing business?
- Uh, yeah.

I-- I-- I went out on my own
when Brianna was born.

Thought I could make
some more money, you know?

Do you use mastic asphalt
in your work?

Uh, yeah,
for waterproofing.

Why?Were you working the day
your daughter disappeared?

No. It was the weekend.
What are you guys getting at?

We're just trying
to piece things together.
That's all.

Damn it!
I answered all these questions
when Brianna first went missing.

- This is Jackie's doing, right?
- You wanted your daughter back.

Sometimes in a divorce, the
emotions get a little high, you
don't know what you're doing.

No. I know exactly
what happened.

Jackie wasted so much time
having the cops check me out,
the case went cold.

This is all Jackie's fault.

Look.

This was my little girl.

Not what Jackie
turned her into.

This is who I wanted back.

You, uh--

You didn't give her
the remains, did you?

No.
We can't release them.

Not before the investigation
is completed.

I want her buried right.

I don't want her funeral
to be some disgusting show
Jackie puts on.

I want to bury her
with some love, you know?

[ Beeping ]

How's it going?

F.B.I. sent over the security
tapes from the hotel where
Brianna's pageant was held.

I'm running them through the
body mass recognition program.

Maybe we'll find a shot of her
leaving with somebody.

[ Hodgins ] Could you ever
do this to your kid? [ Angela ] You know me.

I'm all about the swings.

Did you bring me something?Uh, yeah, yeah.

This was in the zippered pocket
of what was left
of Brianna's jacket.

It's treated cellulose.
Can you get any details from it?

I'll give it a shot.

Listen, Angela.

We've been dancing around this
for months now...

like two pieces of neodymium
caught in a magnetic field.

[ Chuckles ]
Is that good?Yeah.

But if the field weakens,
they fly apart.

Which is why I thought
they should go on a date.

Hodgins--You can't say
that you don't feel it.

Come on.
We owe it to ourselves
to give it a try.

I-- I just don't think
it would be a good idea.

I mean,
we work together, Jack.

Angela--I'm sorry.

You're making a mistake.

I'll examine the paper
after I go through the videos.

Sure.

This is the rib cage
of a healthy 10-year-old girl.

And this...
is our victim's rib cage.

Ouch.

This is an X-ray of a teenage
girl who died in 1872.

- What caused the deformity?
Was it genetic?
- It was a corset,

tightened a little more
each day.

Based on the degree
of misshaping,

I'd say Brianna
slept in one every night.

- That's torture.
- [ Brennan ] I imagine
it was to give her...

an hourglass figure, which
wouldn't be possible naturally
until well into puberty.

You gotta be--
You're telling me
her mom did this to her?

People have done
much worse for beauty--
neck stretching, foot binding--

Okay. And you're saying
that makes it okay?Well, of course not.

Any major alteration
of our underlying architecture
demeans us.

You know, we all have aspects
of ourselves we might wish
were different.

Yes. I wanted larger biceps
before I became comfortable
with my mental acuity.

- [ Grunts ]
- Here, you can see...

cribra orbitalia,
suggesting Brianna suffered
from long-term malnourishment.

There's no enamel erosion
to indicate bulimia,

so it's more likely she's been
on a calorie-controlled diet
for at least two years.

- Oh, it gets better.
- Oh, how can it not?

Her tox screen came back
with traces of somatropin,

tetracycline
and glycopyrronium bromide.

[ Zack ] Human growth hormone,
broad-spectrum antibiotic
used to treat acne,

and a chemical mixture
that controls perspiration.

All with
serious side effects.

No prescriptions
were ever issued.

So Mom bound, starved
and drugged her.

That's heartwarming.

Our society
puts a premium on beauty.
Common in declining cultures.

Hey, guys,
you should take a look at this.

This was time-stamped
a half hour...

before Jackie Swanson
reported Brianna missing.

- There.
- Brianna, come on!
Right now!

- [ Brianna ]
Let go of me!
- [ Shouting Continues ]

She said not a day goes by
that she doesn't hate herself.

[ Booth ]
I can see why.

If Jackie's willing
to risk her child's life
to win these pageants--

What would happen if
her daughter refused to compete?

What you have to understand
is that this was
Brianna's dream, not mine.

You put your nine-year-old
daughter in a corset,
Ms. Swanson.

A corset.Yeah. Brianna ordered that
off the Internet herself.

And I didn't tighten it up
very much.

Did you ever think
to tell Brianna...

that she didn't need to alter
her physical appearance
in order to be loved?

Did Brianna
disappoint you somehow?No. She was a perfect angel.

She won every competition, even
her first one. And after that,
it was music and dance classes.

- She was a real competitor.
- And when she won,
it reflected well on you.

That way you wouldn't
have to deal with your own
physical identity.

- I don't like her.
- Whoa.

Let's... play a little
show-and-tell, shall we, hmm?

How about this?
Can you explain these?
This there.

And then that one--
my favorite one.

Okay, these--

these are right before
she disappeared.

- We had a... disagreement.
- About the pageant?

No. About her piano piece.
I suggested she use her elbow...

to hit the last note with
her head in her hands, give
the audience a little smile.

- It's called dazzle.
- And she didn't
want to do that?

No. She didn't want dazzle.
She wanted to finish it
perfectly.

But it seems
very silly now.

- Only now?
- What happened
immediately following this?

I sent her up to our room, and
I sent myself to the hotel bar
for a very large glass of rosé.

And believe me,
I was not the only mother
doing the exact same thing.

Great. I'm sure you can
provide me with a list
of the other mothers. Hmm?

Blood would've rushed
to the injured areas
that are evident on her X-rays,

but there's
no evidence of blood flow
here or here or here.

So she was beaten
after she died.

The blows appear to be
consistent with kicking,

but the dispersal pattern
is abnormal.

Can you tell anything
about the shoes?
Size? Make?

Only that they are quite rigid,
possibly steel-toed.

And Hodgins said
he found fragments of steel
in the jacket.

[ Exhales ]

Hodgins asked me out.[ Gasps ]

Is that why you're
hiding in here?

I'm not hiding.
I need advice.

What?
On a personal matter?

- Yes.
- From me?

- Yes.
- But romance is sort of--

This is like me asking you
advice on phylogenetic
systematics.

Phylogenetic systematics.

I have no idea what that is.

- Exactly.
- Well, I can't ask Cam.

- Can't ask Cam what?
- Oh, Hodgins asked Angela
out on a date.

- Brennan!
- What? Was it a secret?

It was a secret.

I just came to ask if you'd made
any progress on the cellulose.

- No.
- Okay.

Wait. You can't pretend
you didn't hear about this.

- Fine.
What'd you tell him?
- No.

Why?Because it would be
a disaster.

All of a sudden,
you have an opinion on this?

You should never indulge
in a romantic relationship
with someone you work with.

- Why not?
- Well, anthropologically?

There's an anthropological
answer?

An efficient workplace
is predicated upon
a simple hierarchy.

Romance undermines
that hierarchy.

This is like when
I had an affair with
my thesis supervisor in college.

Don't think
we have time for that.
I say go.

- What about
this hierarchical-sexual?
- Won't be an issue.

It's always fun to flirt
in the workplace.

But out there, when fantasy
becomes a reality, it's a drag.

What?
The date will be bad?

It will be awful.
You'll both realize
it's not meant to be.

There'll be a couple days
of awkwardness, and then
everything goes back to normal.

If I were you,
I'd go with Cam on this one.

- Why?
- Phylogenetic systematics.

I have to go to dance class.

[ Sighs ]

♪♪ [ Background: Disco ] [ Booth ] Becky Swanson's
alibi checks out.

She was in the bar
when Brianna disappeared.

Can't we just prosecute her
for being horrible?

That the dance teacher?

[ Booth ]
Yeah. That's Charlotte Craft.Good.

She owns the studio.
She also runs the Junior
Miss Patriot Pageant.

I mean, she's gotta be able
to give us something, right?

I always wanted
to take dance,

but I was so gawky
and uncoordinated.What? You?

Later I understood that
the gawkiness was caused...

by an asymmetrical development
of the iliac crest.

Oh, yeah. Because you know what?
That's what I would've guessed.

The old, uh, iliac crest.Hi. Which one's yours?

Hmm?Which what is what?
What? Mine? Ours?

Ours?
Oh, no, no.

Whoa. We're not--
[ Chuckles ]
No. No, no. That's not--

[ Clears Throat ]
We're... F.B.I.

Oh, wow.
Really?Mm-hmm.

Oh, are you here
about Brianna Swanson?

Did you know Brianna?Yeah. Very well.

I'm Kristen Mitchell.

That's my daughter Ariel
by the bar,
with the gray leg warmers.

They--
They took classes together,
were in the same pageants.

Sometimes I can't help
but wonder, what if it had
been Ariel who got kidnapped?

Why do you assume
she was kidnapped?

Well, I can't imagine Brianna
just running away.

Well, these pageants are very
competitive. There was a lot
of pressure probably on her.

[ Scoffs ]
To Brianna?
Uh, no. No way.

I mean, she had
the face of an angel,
but underneath,

let's just say
she had her sights set
on winning that pageant.

Why?

- I don't understand
the question.
- What's the draw here?

Oh, my God.
The girls, they love it.

They get to dress up all
glamorous, all the attention,
the lights and the music.

All right, girls.
That's enough for today.
Thank you very much.

There's enough pressure
on young females...

without making them
prematurely sexualized.

[ Scoffs ]
I am sorry, but that is just
narrow-minded prejudice.

I was in pageants
my entire childhood.
I loved 'em.

And they sent me to college
on a full scholarship.

- Hey, Mommy, I'm finished.
- Hey, hon.

Nice job.

And good focus.

Thanks.[ Chuckles ]

Well, I hope you find
the man responsible.

Agent Booth?
I've got about 20 minutes
till my next class.

Okay.Okay. Okay.

Oh, you know, why don't, uh--
why don't you go mingle?What? Why me?

Because you're a girl.What?

Listen, because it's illegal for
me to question any of these kids
without their parents, okay?

Look, you're a civilian.
Okay? So take your pick.

Good point.

Behold the keepers of mystery--

the Sphecius speciosus
and his trusty sidekick,
the Tibicen lyricen.

Ooh. Aah.

What mystery?

If Brianna Swanson
was kidnapped,
they didn't take her far.

The presence
of these two species together
suggests that...

she died within
a one-mile radius of the hotel
where she disappeared.

That whole area
was thoroughly searched within
hours of her disappearance.

Yeah. I think her body
was jammed into a storm culvert
for over a month...

until those thunderstorms
two weeks ago--

Washed the remains
down to the treatment plant.

F.B.I. forensics
should check out
the culverts and drains...

large enough for a nine-year-old
girl around the hotel.I'll tell Booth.

[ Chuckling ]
Hey.

Don't come around again
looking for a second chance.

That was
a one-time offer, baby.

Really? Hmm.

No. What? No.

No, no.
Not-- Not really.

I mean, it never
occurred to me
that you would--

Okay, now you talk.

I accept going on a date
with you soon.

Tonight?[ Chuckling ]

Wow. That is soon.

I don't wanna give you time
to change your mind.

What do you wanna do?

You asked me.

Figure it out.

Thank you.

[ Beeps ]I took this at the pageant...

about a half an hour
before Brianna disappeared.

Did you show it
to the police?No.

Why not?Because he's not
some murderous pedophile.

He's the 17-year-old brother
of one of the contestants.Then why'd you take his picture?

Well, to show his parents how
creepy he seems hanging around.

He could be
such a good-looking boy.

What's his name?

Jeremy Ferrell.

Look, I know he dresses
in black and mopes around,
but he's totally harmless.

Hmm. I'm gonna need
a copy of this picture.Certainly.

[ Girl ]
Is that a real skeleton?

Yes, of a 12-year-old
from the Bronze Age.

These bones show
she'd already had children.

- What killed her?
- Having the children.

She should've waited to be
married before she had sex.

You said "sex."

Were you girls in the Junior
Miss Patriot Pageant?

- I came in fourth.
- If Brianna was there,
you'd have been fifth.

It must have been hard
to lose your friend like that.

Brianna was kind of mean.
She said Liza had cankles.

- What are cankles?
- Where your calves and your
ankles are the same thing.

She took my birthday watch too.
She'd take anything she liked.

- So you weren't friends?
- You had to be friends
with her.

- Why?
- Because Brianna was the queen.

So yours was
a cultural structure...

predicated on the equation
of beauty with power.

You instinctively align
yourselves with someone...

who holds the greatest potential
for societal supremacy.

It's a Darwinian pressure
you're too young to bear.

Okay. Come on, Bones.
Up you go.

[ Grunts ]
There you go.

You have huge muscles. [ Booth ]
Thanks.

Learn anything?

- Yeah, I learned about cankles.
How about you?
- I found a possible suspect.

Well, Cam and Zack
said that Brianna was kicked
with a steel-toed boot.

Looks like my possible suspect
just became our primary suspect.

Of course.
I'm at every pageant.

Okay, you see what happens?

Look, I make him come...

to carry Haley's changes
and the props
for her talent competition.

Well, you know,
a lot of kids his age,
they'd-- they'd just refuse.

Okay, so what? So then
I'm a-- I'm a bad kid
because I'm a good kid?

Mmm.
What do you call this look?

- It's not a look.
- Emo. It's called emo.

- No, it's not.
- It's short for overly emotive.

No, Mom. No, it's not. Okay?
I like these clothes.
I like this hair.

It's not emo.
It's not anything.

- You have a girlfriend?
- He does.

She looks exactly like him.

Are you guys, like,
real boyfriend and girlfriend?

What do you mean?
What? Do we have sex?

I don't know. You tell me.Why? Because if we don't,

then I'm just--
I'm some pervert who's got
a thing for little girls?

The day that this, uh,
picture was taken, did you
speak with Brianna Swanson?

- Yeah.
- Jeremy?

- She was picking on
my little sister.
- Oh. And did you argue?

You don't argue
with a nine-year-old.
You call each other names.

Are you wearing the same shoes
that you wore that day?

- No.
- Yes. He's worn the same thing
every day for a year.

- Would you be willing
to give us those shoes?
- No.

- Yes.
- Mom!

Just this once, Jeremy,
do what I tell you, okay?

I-- I know you didn't
do this, honey.

I know who you are
under all this.

Give the F.B.I.
your shoes.

[ Hodgins ]
Not the shoes.

-How do you know?
-First, the caps are plasticized
chrome, not stainless steel.

And they're too broad
and rounded to have
caused the damage...

- to Brianna Swanson's bones.
- Tell Cam and Booth.

You do it.Why?

Because I have a date.

Here's the thing, Angela.
I know you've been out
with a lot of guys.

Hey, you have a different
girlfriend twice a month.

Yeah. So imagine the pressure
to come up with a date...

that neither one of us
has ever been on before.

So what's up?

We here to walk a dog
or something?

I remember what you said
about how you used to feel
on a swing.

[ Whirring ]

It looks like colored dots,
but it's so faded.

Could this be
a candy bar wrapper?

I don't think Brianna
was supposed to eat candy.

There were a lot of things
I wasn't supposed to do
as a kid. I still did them.

- I haven't changed much.
- Bones, anything
on the emo shoes?

Not a match. Sorry.What's with the, uh,
Milk Blast Bar wrapper?

Milk Blast Bar?

- Yeah.
- What's a Milk Blast Bar?

It's about the cheapest,
worst ice cream bar you can get.

[ Imitating TV Announcer ]
Available only at Red Shed
convenience stores.

[ Chuckles ][ Together ]
♪ Red Shed ♪

♪ What you need now
and how ♪♪Yeah!

I thought they
stopped making them.

Yeah. I thought
I just ate 'em all.
[ Chuckles, Snorts ]

Well, maybe we should
determine how Brianna Swanson
got ahold of one.

Brianna Swanson?

Hodgins found the wrapper
with her remains. [ Dialing ]

Yeah, it's Booth.
Listen, I need a search...

for any Red Shed
convenience store...

within a one-mile radius of
the Hyperion Hotel off of 171.

Thanks.

Look, I wouldn't have
laughed so hard if I knew
it was Brianna Swanson.

Oh, my God. I'm gonna puke. Put your head back.
Head back! Head back!

Oh!
I'm gonna puke.
I'm gonna puke.

No, don't.
You all right?[ Laughing ]

Yes.Yeah?

Not--
Don't do it again.

It was fun.

I never thought
I'd be doing this again.

Really?Really.

You know, I had a little dream
about it last night.

- Did you?
- Yeah. It ended well too.

- I'm sure it did.
- But you know what?
You look much better here.

Better than a dream, huh?

You're shameless. All right,
you better get-- get--

You are gonna kill yourself.
[ Chuckles ]

I wouldn't do that.

No?Not yet.

What now?

Well, they carry
Milk Blast Bars.
That's a start.

These are good.Are you kidding me?

These are God's food
right here.

So the F.B.I. forensic units
are sweeping the culverts
near the hotel.

So I figured, you know,
while we were waiting,
we'd just go have a look around.

- Right there. There it is.
- [ Brennan ]
Well hidden.

Yeah.

Well, big enough to stuff
a child's body into.

Oh, what do we got there?

It's a pageant medal.

Looks like we got
our crime scene, huh?

Crushing and scraping injuries
to the scapula...

are congruent with
Brianna Swanson being forced...

into a culvert this size
in a prone position.

The kicks to the back
were the attacker's attempt...

to force the body
farther into the culvert
where it couldn't be seen.

"Little Miss Raspberry Blossom,
Culpepper, Virginia."

There were remnants
of blood on the medal
before I cleaned it.

- I'm waiting to see if it
belongs to Brianna Swanson.
- It's dated 1976.

I got something.
Okay.

I don't know
if this helps you.[ Beeping ]

[ Angela ]
"Lisa Fisher,
1976 Raspberry Queen.

"Holly Walters,
Raspberry Princess.

Kristen Madigan,
Little Miss Raspberry Blossom."

That face.
Kristen Madigan.

The mother that I spoke with
at the dance school
was named Kristen.

- Kristen Mitchell.
- Oh, my God.

It's like that Texas
cheerleading thing...

where the mother took out
her daughter's main competitor.

Yes. My daughter
did win the pageant
after Brianna disappeared.

That's not a secret.
The winner, Ariel, went on
to the national competition.

And how did Ariel
do in the nationals?

Very well.
Finished in the top 10. Top 10? Wow.

That probably wouldn't
have happened if, uh,

Brianna Swanson
hadn't gone missing, right?

You don't know that.
Nobody knows that.

Where'd you get this?

Oh, we found it...
at Brianna Swanson's
crime scene.

Can you explain that?

Brianna Swanson was a thief,
Agent Booth.

I mean, ask anybody.
She probably took it
out of my bag.

Did you report it missing?

I'm not saying another word
until I get a lawyer.

One, two,

three, four.

And she was kicked twice in the
same place here, twice as deep.

So five, six.

There's an asymmetry
both of force and distance
to these kicks.

The fracture pattern suggests
a slight rotation to the blows.

- How slight?
- About 30 degrees.

- Left side only?
- Yes.

[ Dialing ]

Hey, it's me.
Are you with Kristen Mitchell?

Yeah. We're just sitting here,
you know, waiting for a lawyer.

- Why?
- Okay, I need to know
if her hips are even.

Is that slang
or do you really mean "even"?

Stand behind her, place your
hands on her hips. Then move
your hands up to her rib cage,

gauging if it's an equal
distance on each side.

That's so not gonna happen.

- Well, you're videotaping
the interview, right?
- Of course. We have to.

Okay. Then beam me
some footage of her walking.

Okay. All right.
Coming at you, Bones.

What was that about?

Do me a favor and beam those
images of Ms. Mitchell pacing
to the Jeffersonian. Thanks.

What's going on here?
Where's my attorney?

[ Clears Throat ]

Okay, try and get a shot
of her buttocks and freeze it.

Okay. I'm applying
a biometric graph...

right here.

[ Beeping ]

No.

- You might as well
let her go, Booth.
- Why?

She has very nice
symmetrical buttocks.

Well, yeah.
I know that.

But, um, what's that
got to do with anything?

Brianna Swanson's attacker
has a thoracolumbar curve.

Scoliosis.Sure.
Meaning what?

Kristen Mitchell is definitely
not the killer.

Thanks. [ Phone Beeps ]

Ariel Mitchell says that she
showed Brianna her mom's medal
the day of the pageant.

Now, Brianna--
she must've stolen it.

All right?
We're-- We're nowhere.

Well, we might've found
the murder weapon.

The murder weapon?
Okay, well, what is it?

A fore-stop trammel.A what?

Hello.It's from the parking lot at
the Red Shed convenience store.

The F.B.I. forensics team found
minute traces of blood on it.

We brought it in here
to compare the edging with
the marks on the victim's chin.

[ Brennan ]
And we can see here--It's a match.

The angle and force of the blow
suggest Brianna fell forward,

was unable to break her fall
and caught her chin here.

- Broke her neck instantly.
- [ Hodgins ]
Wanna hear about the steel?

-In a minute. So she was carried
from the curb to the culvert?
-[ Hodgins ] Dragged.

- Wanna hear about the steel?
- How do you know
she was dragged?

Remember the polycyclic aromatic
hydrocarbons I talked about?

- Absolutely not.
- Turns out that they weren't
from roofing tar.

-They were from asphalt.
-So what you found on her jacket
was from her being dragged?

Exactly.
Wanna hear about the steel?

It wasn't from work boots.
It is the exact same steel
used in tap shoes.

It's from another contestant.

Okay, Booth, you're looking
for a tap-dancing beauty queen
with scoliosis.

Right. Gotcha. Wait.
Half these kids have tap shoes.

Well, we just need to examine
the symmetry of their hips.

I'll go with the shoes.
You do your thing.

- [ Girls Chattering ]
- Oh!

[ Woman ]
Can I help you?
What are you doing there?

Excuse me.[ Gasps ]

It's okay.
I'm a scientist.Molester! Molester!

- What?
- Bones?

- [ Brennan ]
No.
- What are you doing?

I'm-- I'm not a molester.
I'm a forensic anthropologist.

Okay, F.B.I. business.
Everybody just simmer down.

- She touched me on my rear!
- [ Crowd Gasps ]

No. Back and rear have totally
different connotations.
Point of clarification.

I touched her back. [ Girl ]
What's going on?

Look, scientist or not,
F.B.I. or not,

she can't just go around
feeling little girls.

What? I wasn't feeling
like that. That makes me
sound like a pervert.

- She was just touching.
That's all.
- Just, well, examining really.

Examining, see?
Okay, listen, bud, we're after
a murderer here, okay?

Dr. Brennan just got
a little overly excited.

How does feeling little girls
solve a murder?

- One of them is the murderer.
- [ Booth ]
Okay, look.

- I know that's hard to believe.
- You know what?
It's really not.

So, what do you need?
I mean, aside from the touching.

If I could just...
watch them?

Just watch.

♪♪ [ Show Tune ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

[ Clapping ]
That was good.

- That was good.
- ♪♪ [ Continues ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

That's her.

♪♪ [ Ends ]

[ Applauding ]

[ Murmurs ]

Oh, dude.
Not again.

I thought you said
Jeremy was cleared.

We know it's not Jeremy.

- We'd like to talk
to Haley for a moment.
- No. I don't want to.

This is a special day,
Agent Booth.

You're upsetting her.Don't be afraid.

No. You know,
she should be afraid.

I didn't do anything.
I promise.

- We know you
didn't mean to, Haley.
- Honey, what did you do?

Yeah.
What did you do?

Brianna said she was gonna
buy me an ice cream.

But she just made fun of me.
She said I was ugly.

She said I'd never
win anything.

That must've
hurt your feelings.

I didn't mean to push her
so hard. Honest.

Oh, God.

- Why didn't you tell me?
- [ Crying ]
The pageant was starting.

I wanted to win.

Oh. Oh, God.

Hi.

Hi.

We didn't really
get a chance to talk today.

Yeah.
I was avoiding you.

That whole swing thing
wasn't good enough, right?
'Cause I can do better.

- It was perfect.
- It was?

- Maybe the best date
I've ever had.
- Really?

Great.
That's great.

Thanks.Yeah.

That's not great.

How can a great date
be not great?

Because it was
supposed to fall flat.

That way, we'd both know
that this wasn't meant to be,

and we'd go back
to the way we were before.

I don't like the way
it was before.

Look, Brennan
is my best friend,

and... Zack is...

whatever the hell he is.

And when this
goes wrong, it--

it pulls everybody else
into it.

And what the great date
tells us...

is that when it goes wrong--

It'll go really,
really wrong.

Yeah.

So,

we go back, right?

Friends.

Sure, friends.

Just one question.

What if it doesn't
end that way?

What if it doesn't
go wrong?

Friends.

This is what happened
when Rome fell.

What? Uh, people ate
stale doughnuts?

Objectification of women,
beauty as self-esteem.

Well, I think, um,

you know, some of those kids
actually had a good time.

The girl in the pink
could really dance.

But then again, Nero could
really play the fiddle.

You know, Bones,
I like to think that, um,

someplace deep inside,
people really know
what's important.

It's hard to believe when you
see women trying to disguise
or change themselves.

Mmm.I never understood that.

Well, I mean, no,
of course you wouldn't.Why?

Well, it's just, you know,
someone who looks like you,

well, wouldn't--

Just because of
the way you look.

I don't understand.
What... way do I look?

Well, you know, you're--
you're structured...

very well.

As are you.

[ Sighs ]

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

It's just--
Whew.

I just-- I remembered
that I had an appointment.

Oh. So, um,
I'll see you tomorrow?

No. You know, you have all the
paperwork for the case, right?

No. I was--
I was gonna stay
and do it anyway, so--

- No. You know, it's our case.
I wanna help.
- You don't have to, Booth.

Bones, just drop it, okay?
I'm here to help. ♪♪ [ Soft Rock ]

Well, what about
your appointment?

Uh, it's--
You know, it's no big deal.
I'll tell you what.

How about I order some takeout
and I ditch these doughnuts?

Sure.

[ Together ]
Thai food?

[ Chuckles ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

This time,
I'm ordering extra mee krob
because you ate it last time.

All of it.What?
I thought you were done.

Oh, right.
I was done?Yeah.

You finished all of it.I did not. You were pretty
focused on the fried rice.

Can we just order?
Okay?Fine.

[ Dialing ]

♪♪ [ Continues ][ Chattering ]

♪♪ [ Ends ]

What's that mean?