All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S04E03 - The Man in the Outhouse (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

♪♪ [ Man Singing Country,
Indistinct ] [ Cell Phone Ringing ]

[ Beeps ]Hey, baby.

[ Woman ]
Where the hell have you been?
When are you coming home?

I probably won't be home
for another few days.

You're making another
one of your pit stops?
What's her name this time?

There's no girl.Oh, really?

I got to get this load
to Punxsutawney.

[ Woman Arguing, Indistinct ] Look, Cheryl, I got to go.

Why?Because I drank a gallon
of coffee and I got to go.

Oh, really?
If I find out you're--[ Beeps ]

♪ Well, there's
a ghost town comin' ♪

♪ I can feel it
in my knees ♪

♪ Yeah, there's
a ghost town comin' ♪

♪ May the city
rest in peace ♪♪ [ Lighter Flicking ]

Whoa!

[ Shouting, Grunts ]

Whoo!

Whoo!

[ Doorbell Buzzes ] [ Booth ]
Bones! Wakey, wakey.

[ Buzzing ]Bones!

[ Buzzing ]

[ Lock Turns ]Wakey, wakey.

- Eggs and "bakey."
- Do you have any idea
what time it is?

6:30, which is why
I brought you this.

Nice, uh,
bed head there.

Mmm. Whoa!

Um--

[ Whistles ] So, uh,

Seeley Booth,
Mark Gaffney.

Hey.

Hey.

- What do you want, Booth?
- My partner. Got some
pre-breakfast remains for you.

You, uh,
getting a little
chilly there, Mark?

- I think I'll put
some clothes on.
- Excellent choice.

It'd be good
if you called first.Who knew you were even dating?

I wouldn't call it dating.

We occasionally
make arrangements
to spend time together.

Just surprised
you're not more picky.

My relationship with Mark
is purely physical,

and I am very satisfied
with him in that area.

Did you see his chest
and his thighs?

Bones.What?

Haven't you chosen someone
because they were
satisfying sexually?

There has
to be more than sex.Not really.

Our interests and professions
do not intersect.

Well, what is he?
Bricklayer,
Truck driver?

Tango dancer?

He is a deep-sea welder.Whoa. Wow.

I wouldn't even think
to put that on a list.

They work on oil derricks,
repair boats.

After being at sea
for months at a time,

he seems to enjoy having
a sexual relationship, so--

I'm sure.
I am sure.
Deep-sea welding.

[ Clears Throat ]

He can hold his breath
for three minutes
down there.

Underwater?

Of course.

Come on, seriously,
who thinks it's a good idea
to blow up an outhouse?

Probably accidental.

Assuming a minimum
methane level
of five percent,

a simple spark could
trigger the explosion.

Of course that would depend
on the level of fecal deposit
in the tank.

- Okay. Just stop.
- [ Laughs ]

Your aversion to feces
is irrational.
It's three-quarters water.

Don't mention that
to the guy who almost
got his ass blown off.

- He survived?
- Well, kind of.

But he ain't gonna
be making any contributions
to the gene pool any time soon.

- If the victim is alive,
then why are we here?
- Take a look. Go ahead.

[ Insects Buzzing ]

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

[ Brennan ]
Gunshot wound
to the frontal lobe.

- Where's my new assistant?
- She's at Security,
getting her I.D. and badge.

There's powder residue
on the bone,

indicating that the victim
was shot at close range.

The suits are so cool.
[ Imitating Whirring ]

I am a robot.
[ Snickers, Chuckles ]

Sorry.

Dead for about 72 hours.
No lividity on the legs.

Wait. Poop will do that
to you in three days?

[ Hodgins ]
Actually, it's the fecal
coliform bacteria,

streptococcus and maggots.

The guy you're looking for
has major issues.

He deposits
the object of his rage
in a literal pit of poop,

excrement being the symbol
for that which we reject
and hate about ourselves.

Do we need to take lessons
in toilet-training issues?

Front teeth are shattered.

Shot in the head,
punched in the face
and dumped in the poop.

Whoever did this
did not get enough therapy.

The victim has veneers
on the maxillary central
and lateral incisors.

There's re-shaping
of the gum tissue as well
as the underlying bone.

Take a look.

Huh. Looks like there's
something in his throat.

Looks like a photograph--
after the decomp and
stomach acid got to it.

He wasn't punched.
The killer crammed that down
the victim's throat so hard,

it broke his teeth.

There's a motive in that.
You're gonna wanna see
what's in that picture.

I'll call Angela.

[ Sneezes ]

Bless you.

Thank you.

This is really
a lot of feces.

Stop making that face.

It's just sewage,
Miss Wick.

I realize that.

Six barrels' worth.

I'm fine.Good.

I just thought,
for safety's sake,
perhaps a hazmat suit.

We got the "all clear."
No danger, no suit.

- Got a problem with that?
- No. No.

Where's Dr. Brennan?

I thought I'd be working
with Dr. Brennan.She's with Agent Booth.

She asked me to tell her
all about how you're doing.

Oh.

Please tell her
that I liked the smell.

No pedicle, laminae
or spinous process...

means we're not talking
vertebral arch,
which is cool,

'cause I'm seeing
thin lateral borders
with small eminences.

It makes it one thing
and one thing only.

A chunk of truck-driver coccyx.
My work here is done.

Hand it over.

What have we here?
It's human hair.

- Distinct color variations.
- I'll turn it over
to Hair and Fibers.

I know Dr. Brennan
is a stickler
for protocol.

There's no root bulb,
which there should be
if it was torn out.

Cross section is round,
which suggests it's
Mongoloid in origin.

Wait. Dr. Saroyan
determined that
the victim is Caucasian.

He couldn't have hair
that's Mongoloid in origin.

Not bad. But he could
if he uses keratin glue...

to stick a wig
on his little bald head.

Start sifting through
the sewage and isolate
the strands of hair.

I scanned the skull,
and I factored in
age and build.

I found the toupee.They know, Miss Wick.

I wasn't sure
if you'd mentioned it.He didn't have to.

You did everything
but hire a skywriter.

Have you gotten anywhere
with the picture
we pulled from his throat?

No. Not yet. I'm, uh--
How can I put this?

De-poopifying the fragments now
to piece together
some kind of image.

[ Hodgins ]
He looks familiar.

Let me add the fatty tissue
and his new expensive teeth.

Huh. He does look familiar.

- Put on his toupee.
- Which I found.

[ Angela ]
Oh, my God.

That's why
he looks familiar.

What?[ Typing ]

[ Man's Voice ]
Be careful
if you cheat on your wife.

You just might
get busted by Bill.I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

That girl's the bait
they use to lure the cheaters.[ Chattering Continues ]

[ Cheater ]
Wait. What is this?

[ Woman ]
Swing around. Get the wife.You son of a bitch!

Joseph Furillo,
I'm Bill O'Rourke,
and you've been busted by Bill.

Wait. No. My back hurt.
I thought she was a masseuse.

Lord! I'm gonna kill you.
You are dead, dead.

Next time, ask yourself this:
Am I getting lucky,

or have I just
been busted by Bill?

[ Button Clicks ]

[ Hodgins ]
Our victim
is Bill O'Rourke.

[ Booth ]
Okay. Great. Thanks.

O'Rourke and his wife
live in Cherry Ridge.

Ol' Bill must've
been making a tidy sum.He shouldn't have been rewarded.

He was
perpetuating a primitive
and prurient morality...

by parading victims
for the purpose
of entertainment.

You cheat on your spouse,
you get what's
coming to you.

Anthropologically,
83% of societies
are polygamist.

Now you sound French.

Look, being faithful
is what separates us,
you know, from chimps.

Actually,
it's a gene called HAR1F.

We're talking about
the Ten Commandments, Bones.

"Thou shalt
not commit adultery."

One down from your
personal favorite:
"Thou shalt not kill."

Oh, so you also believe
that Moses wandered
the desert for 40 days,

climbed Mount Sinai,
at which point
a supernatural force...

carved a convenient list
of behavioral guidelines
on two pieces of rock?

Yeah. That's why
it's on the Supreme Court.

Fascinating.Mm-hmm.

Bill and my 20th anniversary
is in five days.

Why weren't you here? Our daughter's away
at college at Raleigh.

I try to spend as much time
with her as I can.

She adores her father.
I mean, how am I
gonna tell her this?

I told Bill not to do
that stupid show.

You were worried about him?

Bill was
a serious journalist,
until he met Arthur.

Arthur produces
the show.

At first, Bill said no,
but the money
was unbelievable.

I was just always
so worried about him.

Did Bill have any enemies?Have you seen
that show?

There isn't
a man he caught that
wouldn't want him dead.

Oh.

[ Man ]
Amanda always
resented the show,

but it didn't stop her
from spending
the money Bill made.

I'm telling you,
if I thought this show...

had anything to do
with Bill's death,
I'd never forgive myself.

Well, just getting us
the footage that we need
should be enough.

Pete's pulling the cheaters
the moment they were caught.

- And you are?
- I'm the producer,
Veronica Landau.

Agent Booth. This here
is Dr. Brennan.

Hey, is it true
where they found him?

Oh, upright and inverted
in the refuse-filled pit
of an outhouse? Yes.

Oh, God.

Sorry, but it's
very difficult to paint
a pleasant picture...

of his demise
right now.

Who was the last person
who saw Mr. O'Rourke alive?

- Me. 9:18 Friday night.
- That was specific.

We had to shoot
wraparounds.

9:20 would've put us
into time and a half.
I pulled the plug.

I was supposed to pick him up
on Saturday morning for
the promos we were shooting.

Knocked on the door.
Wasn't there.

Pete called me,
and I called Arthur.
We canceled the shoot.

No one was worried
that he'd disappeared?

Bill and I had
a small disagreement
Friday night.

He wanted to go visit
his kid in college, but
we had a shoot scheduled.

Promos.Anyone else hear
this argument?

No. It was personal.
We walked away
from the crew.

[ Clears Throat ]
Actually, it was, uh--
it was pretty loud, Mr. Lang.

Mr. O' Rourke
threatened to quit.

He was just
blowing off steam.
That's why I wasn't worried.

Figured he'd just
gone off with Amanda
to see the kid.

This is a popular show.

It's probably worth
millions of dollars.
Am I right?

Why do you ask? [ Booth ]
Well, money like that,

you must insure your star
for quite a bit.

Of course.
But I think you're
taking this all wrong.

Bill and I were best friends.
We played tennis together
all the time. We--

If he quit,
you'd lose everything.

And if he was found dead,
you'd end up
with a nice payout.

Hmm. Wouldn't you?

Why don't you
get Agent Booth
everything he needs, Pete.

I believe I should
call my attorney.

Arthur Lang will only talk
through his attorney,

who says he was
in Atlantic City
all weekend playing keno.

- We're checking out his story.
- He could've hired a hit man.

This was not a contract job.
This was personal
and violent.

Sweets is on his way up
with the show tapes...

to profile
for a revenge killer.

Okay. See you later.

Bones, wait a second.
Where you going?

I thought maybe we could,
you know, help out Sweets.

To a film.This is much better
than a movie.

The hours of fascinating video.
Hey, great stories
for the deep-sea welder.

Actually,
I'm going to the film
with a botanist.

Ah. I get it.

You dumped Mark.
That's too bad.
I kind of liked the guy.

No, I didn't dump Mark.
I'm seeing both of them.The same time?

Mark and I have
a physical connection.

The botanist,
while brilliant
and fascinating,

just-- just doesn't
appeal to me in that way.

So all that stuff you said
about monogamy being unnatural,
you're just making excuses.

I do not make excuses.
Only people who are ashamed
make excuses.

Bones, two guys
at the same time.

It's not right.
That's why they
invented dueling.

- How can you say--
- Hey. You guys ready?

- I know what I'm doing, Booth.
- My gut says you're going
with your gut on this one.

And we all know
how that ends up--
not good.

Is there something
we need to discuss
before getting to work?

- No. No.
- [ Pushing Elevator Button ]

Just call me when you
find something of value.
[ Punches Elevator Button ]

No. It's nothing.
It's just
she's got a date.

Oh. And how do you
feel about that?

It's not about me.
Let's go look
at those videos.

Do you have any idea
how good it smells in here?

It's "eau de formaldehyde."
Glad you like it.

There are hairline fractures
at the base of the skull,

probably made when the photo
was jammed down his throat.

Dr. Hodgins should probably
pull some particulates.Very good.

My boyfriend thinks it's weird
that I love doing this,

but I think it's weird
that he loves the accordion.

I'm with you there.

Dr. Brennan is my hero.
Always has been.

I just hope she loves m--
she likes me.

Well, bonjour.
Antemortem fractures
to the lumbar vertebrae.

Maybe two weeks old?Try to find
what caused it.

On it.

Dr. Brennan and I are,
like, the same. You know?

We understand that the dead
don't talk back...

or want the window open
when it's freezing out...

or pick at your plate
or pee on the toilet seat.

You might wanna keep
a little mystery
about yourself.

Sure. But you're gonna
put in a good word
for me, right?

Wouldn't it be fun
if I were here forever?

Yeah.

Fresh abrasions.

Can you hand me a swab?

I managed to get
some usable pieces
of that photo.

- Just fragments,
but it's a start.
- Okay.

I used an infrared camera,
and I excluded
all the visible light.

If I had to take a guess,
I'd say the mystery couple
were knocking boots.

[ Laughs ]
I always love
your clinical assessments.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry,
but nothing was
gonna happen.

Nothing was gonna happen?
You're in your under-- No.

Oh, God.
Please don't cry. Don't cry?

You're in your
underwear with-- Don't cry. Don't cry.

Nothing was
gonna happen.What'd I miss?

Six men crying--
two insisting
they'd gotten lost...

and four saying
they were trying to show
the poor young women...

how dangerous
the Internet could be.

A parade of saints, huh?The murder was premeditated
and filled with rage,

not the act of someone
apologetic or ashamed.

Did you find any rage?

I know you don't have
the benefit of years
of psychological training,

but, uh, check
out one Jim Dodd.

[ Tape Fast-forwarding ]

Come on, baby.
I can't wait.

You bastard!
You're never gonna
see this child ever.

Do you hear me? Ever.I'm Bill O'Rourke,
and, Jim Dodd,

you've been
busted by Bill.[ Woman ] Oh, God!

Oh, God!
Stop it! Stop!I'm gonna kill you!

- Wow.
- [ Woman ]
Come on. Stop!

Serious impulse control
issues.Very good, Agent Booth.

I've marked a few
other possible suspects
that match the profile,

but I think Dodd exhibits
the right amount of rage
and self-justifying vengeance.

So Dodd's our guy.
Let's go tell Bones, huh?
Come on.

Hmm? What?
Uh, couldn't we just call?

No. Let's go.

[ Brennan ]
Open City might be
Rossellini's best film.

Rossellini had nothing.
No sets, no--

1945. The country had barely
starting rebuilding
after the war.

Yes. Of course
I'm also a big fan
of Meatballs,

Bill Murray's paean
to anarchy.

[ Laughs ]Hey, Bones.

Hi. Special Agent Booth,
her partner.

- Hi.
- I'm Dr. Lance Sweets.
I'm their therapist.

Jason DeFry. [ Booth ]
DeFry.

Do you follow them around
all the time? [ Sweets ] No.

No, no, no.
I'm also a profiler.
I help with the cases.

Did you know
that she was on a date?It slipped my mind.

- Spiffy suit, man.
- Thanks. Picked it up in Italy.

- A little tight, huh?
- It's the style.

- Ever been married?
- No.

- Have a kid?
- Never been married, remember?

- I have a kid.
- He's never been married.

I should get to work, Jason.

We've got a murderer to catch.
You understand?

Yeah.
Of course. Of course.
It's getting late anyway.

Listen. I have
Coldplay tickets
for tomorrow night.

I thought maybe we'd
grab a bite first.
Any interest?

Absolutely. I might have
to leave from work. No problem.

I'll meet you
at your office at 6:00. I'll be there.

Nice meeting you all. [ Sweets ]
Yeah.

No wonder you two
are platonic.

What is that
supposed to mean? I'm fine with it. Really.

I have zero problems
with it, but--

- That guy's gay.
- He is not gay.

Please. Double-cheek kiss.
Tight Italian suit.

- Coldplay.
- Never married.

- Coldplay.
- Jason is as heterosexual
as either of you.

Then how is it
that he's okay
with not having sex?

- What?
- Uh, we share
an intellectual bond.

I don't have
physical feelings for him.
He understands that.

Not if he's straight.
Right? Am I right?

You are hot.

You're here for a reason?

Um, we got something
off the DVDs.

Mint tea.
Fruit tarts?

Speak, Sweets, please.Okay, okay.

Um, most
of the cheaters were
essentially cowards,

seeking alternate
sexual experiences,

because they're too afraid
to confront the problems
in their own lives.

Just because someone seeks
an alternative sexual outlet...

doesn't mean
that they're a coward.

- She has issues.
- I do not have issues.

Case in point--
deep-sea welder
and a botanist.

What, did they go
into a bar?

Huh? What? No.
Brennan's two boyfriends.

Oh. Right.

Let me guess.
That one's a botanist?

- Yeah.
- [ Chuckling ]

- So you have nothing?
- Show her.

- This is Jim Dodd.
- I'm gonna kill you!

The photograph you pulled
out of O'Rourke's throat--

turns out that Jim Dodd
used to be a mall photographer
at Tiny Tots Photography.

Motive and means.

Yeah. His landlord
said he disappeared
five days ago.

- No forwarding address.
- You think he left because he
was planning to kill O'Rourke?

Yeah. It fits. Okay?

Landlord also said
he has a drinking buddy
by the name of Chris Gutman.

We're looking for him.

This couldn't have waited
till after I say good night
to Jason?

I'm just looking out
for you, all right?

You don't have the, uh,
best taste in men.

[ Brennan ]
So you're going to hire
a stalker to find Dodd?

[ Booth ]
Perfect undercover move.

You think this is a good idea?Of course I do.
It's mine.

Gutman was lying
through his teeth.
There he is, right over there.

This way, we'll
be able to find out
what he really knows.

Yo. Namaste, guys.Hi, Noel.

Think they have mung beans?
I'm on an ayurvedic cleanse.What?

I do mung beans till Sunday.
Then I start the enemas.

Listen, Noel,
we'd like to harness you
for your natural abilities.

You want your chart done. No.

Stalking.
You like to stalk people.

Observe them.

Hey, Noel.
Eyes over here. Okay?

Eyes on him, not her.
Him. Noel.

Chris Gutman.

So not my type.It's not recreational.

I wanna find out
where he goes, who he sees,
who he talks to.

He hangs out with a guy
by the name of Jim Dodd.

You want me
to write that down?No. I got it.

What's his name?Jim Dodd.

Jim Dodd.
I want details.
I'll give you 50 bucks.

Fifty bucks?Mm-hmm.

Right. The enemas.
"Nomaste." Namaste.

Everything you
never wanted to drain
from outhouse sludge.

Two toy cars,
three cell phones,

a doorknob,
uh, rubber casing,

a plastic
Easter bunny head and--

Drumroll.

Optional.

One slightly used
.40-caliber bullet.

Excellent. If Booth can find
the murder weapon,
we can match it.

We may not have
to wait that long.

I took some initiative
and checked out the lumbar
fractures I found on O'Rourke,

figuring he'd have
to be treated for them.

He was treated
at Providence Hospital.

The police brought him in.
The wife of a guy
he busted...

rammed Bill
with her grocery cart
at Food King.

You did this
without my approval?

And why shouldn't
I toss you out of here
right now?

Dr. Brennan always says,
in an intellectual pursuit,
there are no limits.

Well, in fact, there are.

Produce section road rage
is a long way
from shooting a man dead.

Not if you're
a police officer
who carries a gun...

the same caliber
as the bullet
you found in the poop pit.

Capitol Police Sergeant
Francis Diamond.

Doesn't it feel as if
I've always been here?

I hate Bill O'Rourke.

He tried
to destroy my marriage,
but I didn't kill him.

You don't think your husband
cheating might have put
a wrinkle in the relationship?

What my husband did
was not cheating.

See, Booth, this is a woman
enlightened enough not to expect
a monogamous relationship.

He'd never cheat on me.

Then why turn your husband in
to theBusted by Bill show?

I didn't. It was my sister.
She called up their tip line.

Kept insisting that
he was messing around,
but it wasn't true.

Sergeant Diamond,
we saw the video.

Your husband
met the young woman
at the motel with flowers.

And then took off his pants.

He went there to warn her
it could be dangerous
meeting someone online.

Perhaps she's not
so enlightened.

Ballistics is gonna need
to see the sidearm.

Please.

Now.

[ Saroyan ] I wanna show you
what I found lodged in
Bill O'Rourke's lower intestine.

I can't understand
why Booth has an issue
with me seeing two men.

Ah. Guys like to think they're
the only ones who should sleep
with more than one person.

They like
to be in control.

Doesn't take a lot
to throw the little
darlings off their game.

Oh, yeah,
and then you end up
lying in bed holding them...

while they say, "I don't know
what's wrong. This has never
happened to me before."

[ Brennan ] He should be happy
that I found a way
to satisfy myself.

It just happens
to require two men. I've done that.

I miss college.

And the botanist?
No biological imperative?

He's flirted with the intent
to become intimate,

but Mark keeps me
quite sated sexually.

You really got to learn
some girl talk, sweetie.

[ Saroyan ]
Okay, look at that.

How did a wire
get lodged
in his intestine?

I'm not sure yet.
And the tox screen's
even stranger.

Tetrahydrozoline
hydrochloride.

Eye drops.

And sildenafil citrate.[ Chuckles ]

Viagra.

Bloodshot eyes
and wood in a pill.

Party time.

Dr. Brennan,
I'm Daisy Wick,
your new grad assistant.

I'd rather not learn your name
until I've assessed your work.Oh, of course.

I'm the same way.
We're two of a kind.

You're like
a hero to me.

Hero-worship exposes
a lack of independent
intellectual examination.

I'll tell Booth
what we found.

She's so smart.

Yeah.

[ Sighs ]

So Sergeant Diamond's
firearm wasn't a match.

She wasn't even in town
Friday and Monday.

She was with her husband,
fixing her marriage
at some tantric sex workshop.

Well, I've heard that,
if practiced correctly,

tantric sexual techniques
can extend orgasms
by 400% to 500%.

- Whoa.
They actually teach that?
- Teach what?

Extended orgasms
through tantric yoga.Bones, don't encourage this guy.

It's a godly pursuit, man. [ Booth ]
Noel.

What do you have for us?

I followed Gutman
from that gas station
where he works.

Are you embarrassed
to talk about--

Noel. Right.

Gutman went
off shift at 7:00.

Beeline for the roach coach.
Dude actually ate
a hot dog.

Have any idea how many toxins
are in your average hot dog?Yes, I do.

- Jim Dodd, Noel.
- He caught the M Street bus.

[ Snaps Fingers ]Noel.

Sat next to a girl wearing
a Led Zeppelin tour T-shirt.

Not a real one.
One of those fakes where
Jimmy Page has a Stratocaster...

instead of a Gibson.

Where did he go?To a church.
St. Xavier's.

Goes down to the basement
where they store all these
awesome Christmas decorations.

The Jesus is-- It's like--

You could sit down and share
a doobie with them, you know?

I really hope this
has something to do
with Jim Dodd.

Not only did
he meet up with Dodd,

he sat next to him
for two hours.

With the life-size Jesus?

No, man. They were
in a divorce support group.
They're break-up buddies.

Getting busted by O'Rourke
must have ended
Jim Dodd's marriage.

Would you say
that these divorce
support groups are angry?

No way.

The guys are all sad and weepy.
The dumped chicks eat it up.

The Dodd dude, he's hooking up
with at least two of 'em,

which is probably why
he goes there every day,

which I know-- [ Blows ]
'cause I photocopied
the sign-in sheet.

That's great.So how'd I do?

Huh? Oh, right. Yeah.
You did great.
Here you go, pal.

You get all the mung beans
and the enemas you want.
Here you go.

See ya.

[ Man ]
The loan shark's got me down
for five G's, plus the vig.

I told Gutman
to keep his mouth shut
if anybody asked about me.

How was I to know it was
gonna be the F.B.I.?

So why'd you do
a runner last week?

I owed two grand-- back rent,
child support, alimony--
plus the loan shark.

Wouldn't you run?

And all this hard luck is
because of Bill O'Rourke, right?

What? No. No,
it had nothing
to do with that.

- Where were you
Friday and Saturday?
- I didn't kill him. I swear.

Where were you?

I drove to Jersey
to borrow money
from my mom.

She pawned
her engagement ring...

'cause the loan shark was
gonna rip my ears off--
pathetic.

Mother's contact information.

[ Paper Rustles ]

Pathetic.

Hey.

So, it takes over two hours
for this computer to render
each new image.

But this last pass gave us
a little more detail
on that photograph.

[ Hodgins ]
What is that on her back?

- A tattoo?
- It's a tramp stamp
of some kind.

Cool.

Useful, I hope.

Anyway, I was
starting to enhance
the resolution...

when Sweets
brought me the videos.

O'Rourke was talking
to his producer.

Appeared upset, but
the sound was distorted
and barely audible.

- [ Tape Noise ]
- They were busted by Bill.
I'm Bill O'Rourke. Good night.

[ Woman ]
Let's get
a tail slate.

Arthur, a moment. Now.

[ Lang ]
What's up, Billy?[ Buzzer Buzzes ]

- [ Man Chattering ]
- [ Sync Tone ]

[ Man's Voice, Distorted ][ Remote Beeps ]

I sampled Bill's voice,
and I removed all
the extraneous noise.

Arthur, a moment. Now.

What's up, Billy?

[ O'Rourke ] This thing
with Veronica, it's over.
I can't work with her anymore.

- Just kiss and make up.
- No. I want her gone.

- I'm serious.
- [ Beeps ]

Sounds like Viagra-popping Billy
might have gotten himself
a bit too involved...

with someone at work.

So that could be Veronica
in the picture.

Fits the profile--
jilted and vengeful.

That's a wrap.

Excuse me.
Sorry to interrupt.

I'm just packing up
some things
for our daughter.

I don't know
if she wants them,
but maybe someday.

If you don't mind,
Mrs. O'Rourke, we'd
like a word with Veronica.

Sure. Excuse me.

- Is there a problem?
- Did Mr. O'Rourke
ask Arthur Lang to fire you?

I'm still working here,
aren't I?

Because O'Rourke is dead. I'm thinking
that you got fired,

and then you got angry,
which led to revenge.

Is he serious?

Why would O'Rourke
want you fired?

I sold a new show,
on my own.

Bill accused me of stealing
the idea from him.

- Did you?
- No, I didn't.

I knew he'd be mad
when he found out,
but the idea was mine.

And now that he's dead,
we're just gonna have
to believe you, right?

I worked with Bill
every day for two years.

We were incredibly close.
We would've made up.

- How close?
- What is that
supposed to mean?

I believe Agent Booth
is asking if you had sexual
intercourse with O'Rourke.

But I agree.
He could have phrased
the question more clearly.

No. I was not
sleeping with Bill.

Do you have a tattoo
on the small of your back?

[ Scoffs ]

If there are no more questions,
I would like to help Amanda
with Bill's things.

Excuse me.

I'm done with the culture
you swabbed from the wound
on the victim's thigh.

What'd you get?A trace of enameled iron,
a fleck of silver plating.

Could be from a knife?Don't think so.

The wound's too jagged,
and I found amylase activity.

So he had saliva and iron
in a wound on his thigh?

And I found candidiasis
in the saliva.

- Okay, so somebody
with a thrush infection...
- [ Beeping ]

scratched him
with something metal
and then licked him?

You're getting warm.
Look.

Come on, you can do it. Distance
between peaks is irregular
and about two inches apart.

Wavy thigh scratcher.

Oral thrush.
Wiggle your tongue
side to side.

You serious?Oh, yeah.

Infected tongue piercing. [ Tape Noise ]

[ Woman Laughs ]Show it to me.

You wanna see it?Mm-hmm.

[ Hodgins ]
Silver-plated iron.

Holly, was it something
that Bill did to you?

He was older than you, huh?
Probably took advantage
of you.

- No. No. Bill was a good man.
- You two were sleeping
together, weren't you?

I don't have to answer
questions like that.
I know my rights.

Your stud, please.

You're kidding.

You really should consider
some Nystatin for that
infection, by the way.

We found saliva
in the laceration
on your boss's thigh,

and we can prove
that it's yours.

Your stud.

Forget it. No way. Well, we have
a court order.

We know our rights too.
So your stud, please.

That wasn't too hard.

You sure you don't
wanna talk to us?

It is not what you think.What do I think?

We loved each other.
I didn't kill him.

Why would I kill
a man that I loved?

Is that how you got the job?
Sleeping with O'Rourke.

No. No. It was--

It was Pete,
the camera guy.

Pete and I met at a club,
and we went out for a while.

Anyway, we still have
a place together.

And Pete knew that I
wanted to get into TV,

so he got me a job
as a production assistant.

And, um, Bill just kind
of took me under his wing.

Yeah, I'd say so.
Didn't bother you
that he was married?

Perhaps he wasn't
fully satisfied
in a long-term relationship.

Bones.What?

It's understandable.
Needs change.

When did you
last have intercourse?

Is she for real? I'm sorry.

We have to ask
these kind of questions
in a murder investigation.

Intercourse?

Friday night.

[ Snickers ]
Just before
he disappeared.

What happened,
Holly?

You're lying there
in his arms.

You tell him you're tired
of his wife, you know,
the money.

I never cared
about the money.

So you tell him
that he should leave her.

But he says he's got
a life with her,
a daughter.

And right there, you snap.
You realize you've been used.

So you show him a picture
of the two of you.

Oh, my God.

You cram this
down his throat,
and you shoot him.

Do you have
any body modifications
other than the piercing,

Ms. Markwell?

What, like fake boobs?No. Like...

tattoos.

- I have to, right?
- Afraid so.

[ Sniffles ]
You know, I loved Bill.

I didn't kill him.

[ Beeping ]

And there you have it.
You are busted, Billy.

Holly admits it's her
in the picture, but insists
she didn't kill him.

Well, if denial
is severe enough,
she might actually believe that.

I know what was used to cram
the picture down his throat.Because of what I found.

- Hi, Dr. Brennan.
- I don't fraternize at work.

Daisy found the fractures
on the saggital suture, which
contained some particulates.

- Told you.
- They are chlorinated
polyethylene.

It's the rubber
used on the tail
of a microphone.

The copper wire we found
in his intestine was
from inside that rubber cap.

Putrescent gasses
forced the wire
into the esophagus,

and the buoyancy of the outhouse
sewage caused it to migrate
up the digestive tract...

to the intestine.

Well, Holly had access
to the microphone.

She's small. Do you think
she could have upended
a 180-pound man...

and placed him
in a poop pit?

You're her size.
Pick up Dr. Sweets
and turn him upside down.

- What?
- That's not gonna happen.

I have to. Oh, no, no.

No. No, you don't. You don't.
You don't. That's fine.

- Nice.
- [ Saroyan ]
So it's probably not Holly.

Anyone else have access
to the equipment?

The print was e-mailed
to somebody.

The murderer was surprised
and enraged by that image.

I minored in psychology.

Really?

Yeah.

But Holly
wouldn't be surprised.
She knew she slept with Bill.

Right. But someone
who was sleeping
with either O'Rourke or Holly...

might have seen this.

The image triggered
the killer's rage.

There's only one way
to avenge that violation.

The killer had to make sure
that this image died
with O'Rourke.

That's brilliant.

I know who did it.

So you're sure? Ow!Yeah. It's the only person
who makes sense.

Mark, wha-what
are you doing here?

Well, you told me
to pick you up.
Dinner?

I am so sorry. I--
There's been an emergency.

Okay. Do you want me
to reschedule or--

Temperance. [ Laughs ]
Jason.

What are you doing here?We're going
to Coldplay, remember?

- You remember Coldplay.
- Coldplay?

Sorry. I've been
distracted by the case.

Why don't we ever
go to a concert?

As a matter of fact,
why don't we ever
leave your bedroom?

Um, can we talk
about this later?
We're about to arrest--

- You're dating this guy?
- I don't like that term.

It has an antiquated, moral
and needlessly restrictive
connotation.

And who are you?Obviously a guy who's
not doing as well as you.

This is Jason.

Jason, Mark.
Mark, Jason.

Please understand, Jason.
You're very good-looking.

But sexual attraction
is an involuntary
hormonal response...

involving an increase
in neutrophins
and testosterone.

So you get to go out?

Mark, you are a strong
and attentive man.

But Jason
is more stimulating
intellectually.

That's not the only way
I could be stimulating.

Um, murderer?

Murder-- Yes.

What do you do
with this one, Temperance?

Oh.
[ Chuckles ]

This, uh--
Booth is my partner.
That's all.

- We should go.
- Yes. Okay.

All right. Oh, Jason.

We can talk at the concert.
I'll meet you out front
by 8:00.

And, Mark, we can talk
later at my apartment.

Yeah? Yes.
See you, boys.
Thanks. Grab one of those.

Th-This is crazy.
Why would I kill him?

I mean, Bill and I
were like family.

Because he was sleeping
with your girlfriend.

Although not only did
you lose your girlfriend,
you lost your job.

- It was not a good choice.
- What's she talking about?

Look-- No, Holly and I are--
We're just roommates.

But you used
to be a couple, and you
were in love with her.

And you felt that
Bill ruined it for you.No.

You said that O'Rourke
wasn't home when you went
to pick him up Saturday morning.

That's not true.You brought him
his usual cup of coffee.

But this time,
you put in something
a little special.

Tetrahydrozoline
hydrochloride.

That right there
is squint talk
for eyedrops.

An old bartender's trick,
guaranteed to give Bill
the runs.

You guys don't know
what you're talking about.

Really?

- Where did you get that?
- What'd you do, Pete?

Set up your own camera,
shoot your own show
so you could bust Bill?

I just lost it.
[ Exhales ]

Look, I'm a nice guy.

You can ask anybody.

I just lost it.

Hey.

Come on in.
You look nice, Dr. Brennan.

Oh, thank you. I--

I was supposed to go
to a gallery opening
tonight.

What, did Jason get
a new tight suit?With Mark.

- The two amigos.
- I thought he was more of your
stay-at-home kind of a guy.

I was visiting
the possibility
that I might enjoy him...

in a strictly
conversational setting.

And?

Since the murder,
I'm considering
the argument for monogamy.

[ Tongue Clicks ]
Write that one down, Sweets.

I have a positive
influence on her.

No, you don't.Yes, I do.

Mark broke up with me.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Well, what about gay Jason?Him too.

Is it typical for you two
to discuss your love lives?

Well, only when she has
naked men in her apartment.

No, that's not true. I'm very
open about my relationships,
as opposed to you.

Okay, what's that
supposed to mean?

You're very secretive,

as if discussing
your sex life would
somehow be offensive to me.

I assume you are
sexually active.I do fine.

Does it seem that
your partnership provides
a surrogate relationship,

making it more difficult
to form other bonds?

A surrogate relationship
wouldn't necessarily
be such a bad thing,

because then
I could avoid
the sting of rejection,

which, however fleeting,
is still uncomfortable.

So--Right.

Okay, look, I'm sorry.

You know what?
If Mark and Jason
don't know how lucky they are,

they don't deserve you
in the first place.All relationships are temporary.

That's not true, Bones.

You're wrong, okay?
There is someone
for everyone,

someone you're meant
to spend the rest
of your life with.

All right?

You just have
to be open enough to see it.

That's all.

Come on.
I'll buy you dinner.

Hey, I can be fun
in a strictly
conversational setting.

See?
Surrogate relationships.

Surrogate nothing, okay?
It's a meal with drinks.

Just strictly
conversational.I can come too?

Actually, our partnership
does make it difficult
to form other bonds.

No offense. Our session
isn't over yet.

- How about Chinese?
- I love Chinese.

Love it.I feel more
like Thai.

Thai? I got coupons
to Hop Lee.

What, you're
gonna take me out
for a discount meal?

What? There's two for one.
And they throw in
some sake.

[ Beeping ]

Hi. Is this Daisy Wick?

Hey. This is Lance.

Uh, the shrink? Yeah.

Listen.
Sorry you got fired.

Nothing.
What are you doing?

The accordion?

No. No, no. I-- I play
a little bass though.

What's that mean?