All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S04E04 - The Finger in the Nest (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

You know what
the most beautiful thing
in the world is?

Mom says the sunset.Okay.

Well, one of the most
beautiful man-made things.

Mom says the Mona Lisa.Okay, look, all due
respect to your mom, buddy,

but a perfectly thrown
spiral is waybetter
than any of that stuff.

So let me show you
how you do it.

Put your hand
up here like that.
Spread your fingers wide.

My hand's too small.It'll grow, all right.
Okay.

Hand there to steady
the ball. Lift it up
to your ear.

No, your ear. Not your
chin, silly. All right.What's it saying?

It's saying, "Throw your old man
a deep pass for a touchdown."Hike!

[ Laughs ]
What? What you got?

[ Grunts ]

Hey, there's a bird's nest.Where?

There. Oh, cool. Huh?

Hey, you want me to lift
you up so you can see inside?

- How about I knock it down
with a perfect spiral?
- No, no, no, don't do that.

That's somebody's home.
Okay, buddy?

Something could be alive
in there, okay? So you want me
to boost you up so you can see?

Sure. Yeah.You ready?
One, two, three.

Higher. A little higher.What do you see up there?
Higher? Okay.

-I see something.
-If it's an egg, don't touch it.
If the mommy bird comes back--

It's not an egg.What is it?

It's somebody's finger.

- [ Brennan ] He pulled the
finger out of a bird's nest.
- Did he completely freak out?

Booth said Parker wanted
to put it in his pocket
and take it home.

When it comes to boys,
that "snips and snails...

and puppy dogs' tails" thing
is pretty accurate.

You have a son?I have four.

Mr. Starret is my oldest
grad student.

Can you get a fingerprint? [ Saroyan ]
Not enough flesh.

There are scrapes on the bone
and a jagged appearance here
where it was severed.

[ Brennan ]
It was probably chewed off
by a wild animal.

Sticky stuff on the finger--
turns out to be sap from
a flowering Japanese cherry.

I know you from somewhere.

Right. I sold you
a vintage '50s hot rod
back in the mid-'90s.

You were clean-shaven
back then.Because I was a kid.

You drove a hot rod,
Hodgins?

No, I did not.
The lemon he sold me
broke down after a week.

Body parts in park.
Mystery needs solving.

The nest was made by
a Corvus brachyrhynchos--
the American crow.

A crow will seldom stray
more than 12 miles
from its nest.

There's a spectacular copse
of Japanese flowering cherry
at the Jefferson Memorial.

How do you know?Career number two:
park supervisor.

The Jefferson Memorial's
eight miles from where Parker
found the finger.

- Good work, guys.
- I'd say "king of the lab,"
but...

that just depresses me.

Don't ask.

A human finger?Yes, a human finger.
All right?

Is my son gonna be suffering
from some kind of
posttraumatic stress?

Like suppressed feelings,
memories-- all that hooey?

Well, a child's brain
can't process death
as an end.

That's why we tell children
their deceased loved ones are
looking down on us from heaven.

Which they are.Yeah, it's an excellent
coping technique.

Grandma isn't worm food.
She's simply moved on
to a better place.

Which she did.Parker looks good to me.

- So, you talk to him?
- Hi, Parker. I'm Dr. Sweets.

I'm a psychologist and
I'm here to talk to you about
the human finger you found.

Great. Could you do that?No. That could introduce issues
that don't currently exist.

Just call me if he displays
any symptoms of distress.

Okay.
Any symptoms of distress.
Like, um, killing cats?

Yeah, sure.

[ Brennan ] When I was five
years old, I went next door to
visit our neighbor Mrs. Walky.

And she was dead, sitting
at the kitchen table.
And I'm all right.

You spend your life
with skeletons.

It's just a matter of time.
He's just a kid.

He's gonna realize that he
had a dead finger in his hand.
He's gonna freak out.

You afraid you're gonna get
in trouble with Rebecca?

There's a chance that he might
not say anything to her.So, yes.

We found something.

[ Booth ]
Okay, what do
you got? Whoa!

- Oh, it's an opossum.
- [ Man ] Eating a body.
Should I shoot it?

No, no, no. Opossums
are scared of humans.

Here. Shoo, shoo, shoo!
Shoo, shoo!
Go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go. Shoo, shoo.
Come on. Shoo, shoo, shoo!
Shoo, shoo, shoo!

- Yeah, they're terrified.
- A number of body parts
are missing.

We'll have to grid
the vicinity.

We'll recalibrate the search
and we'll call this
ground zero.

Fanny pack, P.D.A. clip.

Well, if you can identify
this person, I can subpoena
the P.D.A.'s contents.

Partial skull.

Whoa. Look at that.
The possum's dead.

I got it.
The victim was poisoned.

The possumate the victim,
got poisoned and died.
That's it.

A stressed-out opossum
can go into a false sleep
lasting up to four hours.

Wow. The possum
was faking it?Uh-huh.

Wow. There it goes.

- Uh, you should go get him.
- What do I look like--
Ranger Rick?

He could have evidence
in his digestive tract.

Come on, Bones-- Booth, evidence.

- Fine. I'll go get
your possum.
- Opossum.

Possum!Opossum.

The sternal rib end indicates
the victim was between
35 and 40 years old.

Length of the long bones
suggests he was between
5'8" and 5'10".

He?

Bone density and skull
indicators suggest male. Time of death?

Approximately
four days ago.

Lividity indicates
that he died somewhere else
and was then dumped.

Deep puncture wounds
to the trachea
pierced the jugular.

He bled to death.I'll make an impression
of the wound.

See if we can't specify
a murder weapon.

First, we look
for particulates.

Bull penis.Beg your pardon?

The fanny pack had dander-sized
flakes of bull penis in it.

Why are you spying on me?

Could it be because
I'm the dupe of an organ...

of the shadowy forces
that secretly run this country?

You got the dupe
part right.

Freeze-dried bovine phallus.

You know where to find me
if you wish to discuss anything.

Yeah. The problem
isn't finding you.
It's avoiding you.

[ Chuckles ]

Okay.

[ Angela ] The skull was badly
mangled, so I was only able
to construct a partial.

But I cross-checked
physiological markers against
the Missing Persons database,

and it yielded
three possibilities.

- Okay. Robert Sanchez, 24.
- Too young.

Michael Minden,
former basketball coach, 39.

Too tall.

That leaves Dr. Seth Elliot.
Veterinarian, 37.

- Any objections to Dr. Elliot?
- He falls into the parameters.

Plus, dog trainers use
freeze-dried bull penises
as rewards.

- He was a veterinarian.
- How do you know about
the bull penis stuff?

He's middle-aged and
he's held every possible job.

Four boys, seven dogs,
14 guinea pigs,

one reticulated python--
you get the point.

I got it.

[ Woman ]
Oh, God.

I always hated
that fanny pack.

That's blood on it,
isn't it? What happened?

Mrs. Elliot, when did you
last speak with your husband?Ex-husband.

On Thursday,

we made arrangements
for Seth to pick up Brando.

We have joint custody.And Brando is?

[ Whining ]Your cat.

- That's a dog, Booth.
- Thank you. So, Seth Elliot
never picked up Fido?

- Brando.
- The dog.

- Seth's dead, isn't he?
- I'm afraid so.

Oh.[ Whining ]

[ Murmurs ]

May I hold your dog
while you cry?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, he's so compact.[ Barks, Growls ]

Brando adored Seth.

So did I.

Wow. Not so many ex-wives
speak so fondly
of their former husbands.

Well, I never wanted
to divorce Seth.

- Then why did you?
- Seth had a serious
gambling problem.

He would either lose
our car payment...

or he would come home
with diamond earrings.

And when he lost our house,

filing for divorce was supposed
to be a wake-up call.

- And he never woke up.
- No.

Listen, do you have
the bookie's name?

No. Ask Karen.

[ Both ]
Who's Karen?[ Barks ]

I've been Dr. Elliot's
assistant, receptionist,

whatever, for,
like, eight months.

Murder?

His remains were found
in the Jefferson Memorial Park.Oh, my God.

Poor Seth. I don't know what'll
happen to this place now.

Was it doing well?We made barely enough
to pay the rent,

cover his salary, mine
and the kid who sweeps up.

So, no, not very well.

Seth didn't tell me
everything, but...

I could sense he was
under a lot of pressure.

Tossed and turned all night.So you slept together.

He's divorced. I'm single.
There's nothing
enervating about it.

Oh, for future reference,
that word doesn't mean
what you think.

Look, are you aware
that Dr. Elliot had
a gambling problem?

That was Seth's one fault.

We'd like to talk
to his bookie,
if you know where he is.

- I don't think
that's how Seth gambled.
- How did he gamble?

Online poker mostly.

Can you think
of anything else?

Just after I started here,
Seth caught a guy
stealing drugs.

He wrestled him to the ground,
called the cops.

Everyone said Seth
was a hero.

What kind of drugs?Ketamine.

It's a animal tranquilizer.

And the guy went to prison.
Do you think he killed Seth
for revenge?

Thank you for your help.
We're really sorry for
your loss. Come on, Bones.

Without Seth, I'm paralyzed.

I don't know how I'll find
the energy to go on.

Now that is what
enervating means.

- Bones.
- What?

[ Brennan ]
Okay. Tucker Payne.

He was found guilty
of stealing drugs
from Dr. Elliot's vet clinic.

Sentenced to two years,
and he was paroled
one month ago.

I'll have the drug thief's
parole officer bring him in
for questioning. Okay?

- Brennan.
- Dr. Brennan,
Hodgins found saliva.

Where?On the victim.

Why was Hodgins
looking for saliva?

I wasn't looking
for saliva.
I found it.

Giant difference.Ho. Easy, pal.
Watch your tone.

I don't care about tone.
I just care about results.

Dr. Hodgins was looking
for particulates on
the mandible and vertebrae...

that might lead to a murder
weapon when he found saliva.

There was enough saliva
in the wounds to run
a D.N.A. profile.

-It had to be the possum, right?
-The puncture wounds indicate
something larger.

Who's that? [ Hodgins ]
Fraudulent used-car salesman.

Booth, meet Mr. Starret.

I ran the standard
eight nuclear markers
for canids.

What is that,
some kind of a bug?

Not a bug, Agent Booth. Canis lupus familiaris.

See how annoying that
"interrupting, know-it-all,
used-car salesman" thing can be?

I'm sorry. What is
"can ass familiar ass"--

Domestic dog.

Seth Elliot was killed
by a dog with filed teeth.

Tucker Felix Payne.

You really must hate
your parents for naming
you that.

It's a good name.
Felix means "lucky."

Assault, possession
of various restricted weapons,
various drug offenses.

You don't seem so lucky.

You should see the stuff
they didn't get me on.

Was it good luck
that you got taken down
by a veterinarian?

I was so high I could
have been taken down
by a florist.

You know the vet's dead?

You get paroled,
vet turns up murdered.
See where I'm going with this?

Make your dog bark.

You told me to bring
Schatzee so you could
hear him bark?

- Schatzee?
- It means "treasure"
in German.

Yeah, I wanna hear
Schatzee bark.

- Gib Laut.
- [ Barks ]

I can't see its teeth.[ Growling ]

You wanna show me his teeth?

Wow. You file its teeth
down to points.

I'm a drug dealer.
You people catch me with a gun,
I go away forever.

- Schatzee your choice
of weapon?
- Never had to use him yet.

- Were you gonna shoot my dog?
- I got nothing against
your dog.

I was gonna shoot you.

See, I'm gonna take
your dog.

Oh, man, you got a warrant
for my dog?

Mm-hmm.That's cold.

Per your instructions,
I micro-sealed
the lethal bite mark.

See here?An irregularity
in the wound track.

Yes. I took an impression
of Schatzee's bite.Who's Schatzee?

[ Barks ]Drug dealer's dog.

- Sei jetzt schoön brav.
- [ Whines ]

-He responds to German commands.
-Very intimidating.

The dog that killed Dr. Elliot
has a pronounced crack
in its canine tooth.

And the neighboring
bicuspid shows
a slab fracture.

Very distinct.So Schatzee's not our killer.

- Schatzee is innocent.
- [ Barks ]

[ Phone Rings ]Hey, Hodgins.

City police found the vet's car.
Forensics crew is going
through it now.

Booth wanted me to make sure
they didn't screw things up.

Hey, deal with it.

Well, I hope you find something,
'cause this puppy's innocent.

We're finding
gobs of dried blood.

It's a vet's vehicle. Could be
from one of his patients.

It's not. Don't listen to him.

You'll end up buying
this blood-soaked heap
for three times its value.

I worked as a vet's assistant
in college when I was studying
to be an E.M.T.

We were as careful with blood
as any human doctor.

You ever think this vet
didn't live up
to your high standards?

Most likely the car was used
to transport the victim's body
and then dumped.

[ Saroyan ]
That does make more sense.I found a--

[ Clears Throat ]

Excuse me.
The crack F.B.I. team...

found a prescription bottle
of erythromycin.

That's not an animal drug.
That's a macrolide antibiotic
used for a number of conditions.

Including acne and S.T.D.'s.
Four boys.

[ Saroyan ]
Maybe we got lucky and the bad
guy dropped his prescription.

The bottle reads
"Donald Timmons."

[ Starret ]
We should track him down.

Wow. That is an absolutely
wonderful idea.

That could only have sprung
from the time-tempered mind...

of a man with your
life's experience ripping off
unsuspecting car enthusiasts.

I feel better.
You treat everyone
like crap.

Whoa. Look at that pit, huh?
Muscles like cantaloupes.

[ Barking ]

Is that why
we're not getting out?No, it's the country, Bones.

- They got a different way
of doing things.
- You're afraid of the dog.

No, I'm not. What you do
in the country is you sit
in your car and you wait.

It's rural polite.

- Parker had a nightmare.
- About severed fingers?

No, it was a singing frog.

I don't see the connection,
but then I'm one
of those people...

who thinks if
you dream about a banana,
it's probably just a banana.

He's acting up at school.
He's talking back to his mom.
He's not flushing the toilet.

- He's a boy.
- Okay, yeah, I get it.

You saw a whole lady's corpse
when you were a little girl,
and you were fine.

Yes. Although, for some reason
that I do not understand,
I kept staging my own death--

pretending that
I drowned in the bathtub,
faking electrical shock.

It really freaked
my parents out.

Once when Russ saw me
hanging, he had to go see
the school psychologist.

- But otherwise, you were fine.
- Yeah.

Yeah, okay. Do you dream
about bananas a lot?

Why?

Can we get out
of the car now? [ Barking Continues ]

[ Man ]
Quiet.Don Timmons?

Why'd youse wait in the car?
Gladys wouldn't hurt you.

F.B.I. Special Agent Booth.
This here is my associate,
Dr. Brennan.

Do you know Dr. Seth Elliot?Sure, I do. Went to high school
with him. He's my vet. Why?

- He was murdered.
- Oh, man. Hey, Robbie.

- Robbie!
- What's up?

Seth died.

What happened?

This is the F.B.I.
They say he got murdered.

This is my boy, Robbie.
He used to work
for Seth part-time.

Can you think of a reason
why Dr. Elliot's car
would be full of blood?

No. No, it's not like
he ran an animal ambulance
or something.

- You ever ride in his car,
Mr. Timmons?
- No, never. Why?

Oh.

When it's bagged like that,
it means it's evidence, Dad.

- It's not his. It's mine.
- Robbie.

Dad, it's a murder
investigation. They don't
care about insurance.

I'm too old to be
on my dad's insurance.

- He got the prescription
under your name.
- But that's fraud.

That's working around a system
that doesn't care about
people like us.

Listen, I'm the father.
Robbie shouldn't be held
responsible.

How about you? You been
in Dr. Elliot's car recently?

Last time was on the weekend.
We did a gelding over
at Danny Oliver's place.

What about Tuesday night?
Where were you?

I was at my tutor's.
I'm trying to get my G.E.D.

[ Toy Squeaking ]Hi.

Robbie's gonna go to medical
school if it kills both of us.

I was kind of thinking
I'd be a vet.

That's a good backup if
you crap out on medical school.

We're gonna need the tutor's
name, address-- all that stuff.

It's Andrew Hopp.
He'll vouch for Robbie.

- Gladys is a very nice animal.
- Yeah, Dad really
trained 'em great.

Gladys, come.[ Snaps Fingers ]

Sit. Lay down.

- What?
- [ Barking ]

- Wow. That's impressive.
- No sense in owning a dog
if you can't control it.

- Gladys's teeth are not filed.
- What?

- [ Toy Squeaks ]
- Dr. Elliot was killed by
a dog with sharpened teeth.

- Bones, what are you doing?
Enough playing with the dog.
- What?

Seth was murdered by a dog?

The murderer was a human being.
The murder weapon was a dog.

We're back to this, are we--
you staring at me?

Well, I have concerns,
Dr. Hodgins.About me?

Yeah. You seem to have
completely abandoned your
paranoid conspiracy theories.

I'm not a trained psychologist,
like you,

but that sounds
like a good thing.

Dr. Saroyan, I found something
important I need to show you.

Conspiracy was
the central idea...

around which you organized
your sense of self.

Also, I can't help but note
that you're not paying quite
so much attention...

to your personal appearance.

Less paranoid and less vain.
Again, that sounds
like a good thing.

These kind of changes
in a man's life...

indicate intense distress.

Would you like to
discuss this with me?

I'd rather drive a motorcycle
full speed into
a bridge abutment.

Do you, uh-- Do you
often entertain
suicidal thoughts?

No. I'm more homicidal
in nature.

Pretty sure you're not
saying that in earnest,

but as a way to keep me
at arm's length.

I'm here. What's up?Oh. Do you mind?

I have work to do.You need to talk about
these things, Dr. Hodgins.

If not with me,
then with someone else.

Dr. Saroyan.

What have you got?Oh.

Uh, I found some particulates
that the geniuses at
F.B.I. Forensics missed.

-From the victim's car?
-Crushed exoskeletons of
copepods and other crustaceans.

- Ah.
- Yeah, I don't know
what it means either.

- So you called me
over here to--
- Make Sweets go away.

Not an appropriate use
of your boss, Dr. Hodgins.

Well, it worked.
Didn't it?

Thanks for coming in
to the Jeffersonian,
Dr. Hopp.

I'm not a doctor yet.
I'm only a third-year
medical student.

So you tutor Robbie Timmons?

Twice a week.
Here's a complete record
of our meetings.

I'll take that. Thanks.
So you do a little
needlepoint on the side?

It's used to practice
suturing.

- Next year, we use
actual corpses.
- So, what is Robbie like?

He's a good kid.
He's never gonna be what his
dad wants, but he tries hard.

[ Alarm Beeps ]Oh!

Did you ever meet
Dr. Elliot?

The vet that Robbie worked
for? The one who got murdered?
Yeah, yeah.

Take it you didn't
like him, huh?

I was raised
not to speak ill
of the dead.

I was raised to ask questions
like that, so I'm afraid
I'm gonna have to insist.

[ Sighs ]
I met him maybe twice, and I'm
pretty sure he was tweaking.

What's that?He was a meth addict.

I'm just not sure
Seth Elliot was the best
role model for Robbie Timmons.

Did Robbie Timmons's
father know?No way.

Old Don's a pretty
straight arrow. And Robbie's
his main project.

- Thanks for coming in.
- Thanks for letting me see
this place. It's legendary.

[ Booth ]
It's dogfighting.

[ Angela ] I hate this job,
so I'm quitting to go run
a gallery in Dubai.

It's just disgusting.Yeah.

We got the subpoena
to download Dr. Elliot's
P.D.A. records from the server.

These were on his P.D.A.?Time-stamped
the day of his death.

Fighting pit.
Spectators.

A rape stand used to
restrain uncooperative
females.

The smaller cages
are for bait--

small animals used
as rewards for the winners.

They teach you that
at anthropology school?

Pitting animals against
each other is a common
pastime in evolving cultures...

where violence is more
commonplace and animal life
has no value.

To men.
No value to men.

Yes. It's always men.

Here we go again.
Okay, you two, don't get all
Xena, Princess Warrior on me.

Okay? I guess we know now
where Elliot liked
to do his gambling.

Wait, Ange. Go back.

There.
Can you magnify that?

- What? That blob?
- There's something familiar--

[ Brennan ]
It's Gladys's ball.

Who's Gladys?Could be enough for me
to get a warrant...

if the judge had a glass
of wine or two at lunch.

Dubai, people.

I'm gonna go sell Inuit art
to gazillionaires.

[ Knocking ]

Hey, Sweets, you got a minute
for me and Parker here?

[ Sighs ]
Wow. There you are.

Actually right here in my office
without an appointment or--

Hi, Parker.
I'm Dr. Sweets.

His face doesn't look
like a baby's behind.

Okay. He's having nightmares.
He's not eating.

He doesn't wanna go to school.
And suddenly he's afraid
of meteors.

Giant flaming rocks
from outer space.
Who wouldn't be afraid?

You know I can still hear you?Okay, hum, hum.
Got it? Hum.

-♪♪ [ Parker Humming ]
-I know all of this is connected
to him finding that finger.

I'm not some radio advice hack
who performs diagnoses
over the phone.

This is exactly why
I brought him here
in person. Cure him.

No, it doesn't really
work that way.
Therapy with a child--

[ Sighs ]
I thought I was gonna
run out of breath.

I'm gonna run out of breath
when I run upstairs and get that
warrant from that senile judge.

Ten, 15 minutes.
That good enough time?
See you. Bye. Have fun.

Are you my babysitter?

Parker, that is exactly
what I am.

Judge said no.
Gladys's ball isn't enough
for a warrant.

Why?Because over two million
of them were sold last year.

Well, we did our best.
Next case.

We need evidence that
the Timmons's place
is used for dogfighting.

All right. Well, I found
crustaceous material
in the victim's car.

It's an antifungal treatment
used on Astroturf.

That doesn't link us
with dogfighting either.Yeah, it does.

[ Angela ]
Ick. Ew.
[ Groans ]

[ Beeps ]All right, here we go.

Brennan said that this
was the dogfighting ring.

[ Hodgins ]
So it's Astroturf.

If this Astroturf cleaning stuff
was delivered to the Timmons's,
that should get us a warrant.

- You are a genius.
- No, you're the genius.

[ Siren Wailing ][ Barking ]

Okay, people, what we're
looking for is evidence
of a dogfighting operation.

Mr. Millan, thank you
so much for coming.I hope I can help.

- I've seen you on TV.
- Thank you.

I only stated a fact. There's
nothing inherently complimentary
about being on television.

She's happy you're here.
So am I.

What the hell's
going on here?

Serve him this warrant.
Tell him we're looking
for Astroturf.

So where do we look first?Start with the
larger outbuildings. Come on.

You don't hurt the ones
you love.

You don't send the ones
you love to their death
for entertainment.

You must really hate
these guys.I really do.

What is it?

We said that the dogs fight
to their death, so we should
have expected this.

[ Camera Clicking ]It's a mass grave.

These seem to be
all dog bones.

But there's other stuff too.
Some trash, betting slips.

We'll send it all back
to the Jeffersonian,

see if we can trace the betting
slips, find these people
and charge 'em.

Yes, that would make me
feel a bit better
if we did that.

- [ Door Rolls Open ]
- Agent Booth.
We found something.

Yep. Dogfighting ring.
The Astroturf.

[ Brennan ]
It's just like the pictures
on Elliot's P.D.A.

Find any dogs?Yes, quite a few in fact.

[ Barking ]

[ Exhales ]

Shh. Hey, shh!

[ Barking Stops ]

Shh.

Hey.

Down.

How does he do that?He's the dog whisperer.

[ Snaps Fingers,
Murmurs ]They didn't do anything.

A dogfighting ring
and the remains of
a dozen dead dogs.

And you're gonna tell me
all that happened a hundred
yards from your house...

and you had no idea
what was going on?

I never go to the barn.
I-- I rent it out.

[ Laughs ]
Numbered company.

Don't tell me.
They pay cash and you
never met the tenant.

That's right.
As far as I know,
they use it for storage.

- How involved was Dr. Elliot?
- I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Did he owe you money?
Or maybe you just wanted
a bigger cut.

Let me go
or get me my lawyer.

Whatever happened,
you know what?
Four days ago, you snapped.

- You had one of your
trained dogs attack him.
- Four days ago?

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm a driller, Agent Booth.

I dig wells, mostly.
Some pylon holes.

Four days ago, I was at
an auger seminar in Chicago.

Can you corroborate that?

Airplane tickets.
Hotel receipts.
About 60 eyewitnesses.

I'm kind of the life of the
party at those things. I know
how to organize a good time.

Just like you
know how to organize
a dogfighting ring.

I don't know anything
about what goes on
down at that barn.

[ Dog Growling ]

Hey, stop that now.Could I see
your teeth, please?

[ Barking ]

That's not how you do it.
Shh. Down.

Down.

[ Whining ]

No, it's not a match.

That mold you made
is like Cinderella's slipper.

That story never made
sense to me, but, yes.[ Growling ]

- Hey, stop that now.
- [ Barking ]

Shh. Shh. Shh.

- It's not as easy as it looks.
- [ All Barking ]

- Shh.
- [ Barking Stops ]

- Down.
- [ Whines ]

- It's a match.
- Are you positive?

- This is the killer dog, yes.
- I'm sorry, buddy.

[ Brennan ]
So am I.

So sorry, buddy.

Should I be looking out
for anything in particular?

Yeah. Flashy crap
you can sell to
a gullible kid.

I didn't sell you that car.
You bought it.

You saw those
horizontal scallops
and you just had to have it.

I suggested that
you look under the hood,

but all you did was
sit behind the wheel
and make vroom-vroom noises.

I was 20 years old.All these years later,
you're still blaming me?

You're not 20 anymore,
Dr. Hodgins.
So cut it out.

You know--

I'm sorry.

I just--
[ Exhales ]

I've just been having
a lot of problems recently--

I'm sorry to hear that.

My best friend who used
to work here with me,

he got himself into
a lot of trouble and--

Oh, I really
miss the guy.

- Dr. Hodgins--
- You know Angela?

She and I, we were
engaged to be married,
and, well,

that went south too.

That's a lot to bear,

especially if you feel
responsible.

Yeah, I do.
I do feel responsible.

You shouldn't be talking
to me.

[ Laughs ]
Of course not.
I'm-- Sorry.

What I mean is
I'm not the right person
for you to confide in.

This is my last day here.
I leave for a dig
in Arizona tomorrow.

Oh.

There are people around here
who seem to like you very much,

people who are concerned
for your happiness.

Oh.

What's this?

It's a computer chip.

Pet owners have 'em
embedded in their animals
in case of theft or loss.

But... you knew that.

Didn't you?

[ Door Opens ]

I got a message that you
have something to tell me
about Parker.

Uh, yeah, yeah.
Uh, you were right.
Parker is traumatized.

- [ Sighs ]
- It has nothing to do
with the finger in the nest.

Huh?

Um, he has a girl problem.

Girl? He's six.Mm-hmm.

A girl. Her name's
Stephanie Clyde.

She's somewhat... large.

Likes to pick him up
and carry him around.

Carry him under her arm?

Like a pet monkey.
He doesn't know what to do.

He says you told him
never to hit girls.

I told him never
to hit anyone,

you know, unless it
was for self-defense.

She, uh, carries
him around?

Like a monkey, at recess.
She thinks he's cute.

- What about the finger?
- Parker actually wishes you'd
let him have the finger...

so he could
show it to Stephanie
and maybe make her barf.

[ Sighs ]
Why doesn't he
just run away?

Well, when I suggested that,
he told me very proudly...

that his father
never ran away from anything.

[ Laughs ]
"Proudly"? He said that?

I think you know
what to do.

I mean, we've all had
our Stephanie Clydes, right?

No one's ever carried
me around like a monkey,
especially a girl.

Of course not.
Me neither.

This is exactly where
the microchip would
be embedded.

- [ Beeps ]
- [ Starret ]
Ten digits.

F.B.I. can use it
to track down
Ripley's owner.

If it's his microchip.

Ripley?

According to the American
Veterinary Identification
Device Database,

his owners brought him here--To be put to sleep.

It's true.
You know why?

- Why?
- They didn't know, when they
bought him, he'd get so big.

- You didn't euthanize Ripley.
- Seth couldn't do it. The dog
was completely healthy.

- Instead, he found Ripley
a new home.
- Where?

That I don't know.

But Ripley ended up
at a dogfighting facility
run by Don Timmons.

Seth devoted his life
to saving dogs.

He simply wouldn't do that.
Not on purpose.

[ Whining ]

Hey, Bones, Don Timmons's
alibi checked out.

He was in Chicago when--
Whoa! What are you doing?

I'm just going
through the case to see
if I missed anything.

The dog should be,
you know, in the cage.
He killed Seth Elliot.

Well, it's not his fault.
He's actually a very nice dog.
Aren't you?

- He reminds me of you.
- Me?

He's got warm and reassuring
brown eyes and he's capable
of great violence.

Okay. Great.
Thanks a million.Wait, Booth.

Look at this cruelty.
They send dogs in to fight,
to die or be hurt.

And then they stitch them
back up and they send them out
to fight again.

We've been assuming
that's it's been Seth Elliot
doctoring these dogs.

- Well, he was a vet.
- But look.

It's a common suture stitch,
but see here how it's uneven
in the same way?

- And there's an "X" at the end.
- So?

It's distinctive.
And I've seen it before.

Common suture. Uneven.
"X" at the end. Same thing.

It's like a fingerprint.

If the thread is green nylon,
you better believe
we'll match it.

Stitching up wounded
animals isn't a crime.What's going on?

- Just everybody shut up
and we'll be fine.
- [ Ripley Barks ]

- [ Booth ]
Everyone, this is Ripley.
- He killed Dr. Elliot.

-None of us saw that dog before.
-Well, we can tie Andy here...

to all of these wounded animals
and to Ripley.

- Is that that guy from TV
who talks to dogs?
- Yes.

We wanna know who sicced Ripley
here on Seth Elliot.

We don't need you.
We know you were
in Chicago.

Would you mind clapping
like this?

- No, we won't do that.
- [ Mr. Timmons ]
Do it, Robbie.

- What?
- You're not his master. Do it.

It's not him.

[ Barking ]

Look at that.

He's waiting
for your command.

Maybe my dog killed
Dr. Elliot, but that doesn't
mean I made him do it.

Ripley's a good dog.
He wouldn't attack
unless he was ordered.

Tell these people
what you know
about Seth Elliot.

Robbie.

I saw it.

And he told Ripley to attack
because he saw Dr. Elliot
taking pictures...

of the dogfighting.

I don't know
how to do this.

Mostly you just tell me
what's on your mind.

Mostly on my mind
is I hate everyone.

- Everyone?
- To varying degrees.

But, um, yeah,
yeah, everyone.

Angela... the most.

Because we, you know,
had something great and, uh--

and now it's dirt.Hmm.

Zack for being
such an idiot.

Brennan for bringing us
all together.

Cam for making us efficient.
Booth for giving us a mission.

You for pick, pick,
picking at me.

Should I go on?No, no, I get the point.

I just hate everyone.

So, what?

Intense therapy?
Heavy medication?

Nah. I'm good with the hate.

- Are you serious?
- Yeah, I am. You're doing fine.

Um, I hate everyone.

You're coping.
It's a coping technique.
Coping's good.

Did you get your degree
on the Internet?
Let me see your diploma.

You're working. You're
living a life of purpose.

You haven't turned your back
on your friends.Except I hate them all.

You're independently
wealthy, right?

You don't have to work.
And yet you choose to stay
with the people you hate.

Which makes me
completely nuts.

No, you've replaced one way
of seeing the world--
paranoia--

with another-- misanthropy.

Soon, you'll replace misanthropy
with something "nicer."

But for now, temporarily,
I'm satisfied with
your coping technique.

My coping technique
of hate?

Correct.

So, are you, like,
my therapist now or--

- No, we work together.
- Great. See you at work.

[ Door Opens, Closes ][ Chuckles ]

Hey. Hey.

Robbie Timmons gave
a statement. Andrew Hopp
set the dog on Seth Elliot.

Apparently, Elliot was furious
when he found out...

the dog he'd given to Timmons
was used in dogfighting.

Dr. Elliot took
all those photos
to turn in to the police.

Andrew Hopp would have lost
his main source of income.

He would have been forced
to leave medical school.

What about the rest
of the people in
the dogfighting ring?

Don't worry about it.
We'll round 'em up.

So, what do you got there?Well, I've decided
to adopt Ripley.

- Bones.
- I've already contacted
a doggy day care place,

and my dad will take him
when I leave town.

I got a little tag. See?
Ripley Brennan.

He was put down.

What?

I'm sorry. He killed someone,
and they had to put him down.

It wasn't Ripley's fault.
People made him do what he did.

- I know. I'm sorry.
- You can tell he's
a good-natured dog.

- They put him down?
- Yeah.

Damn it!
[ Sighs ]

Bones, I'm sorry.

[ Exhales ]
What are they gonna do
with his remains?

Hey, Booth,
can I do that?

You sure?Yeah, you dug it.

[ Sighs ]
Yeah.

So, did Sweets
help you with Parker?

Yeah. I told Parker
that's it's, uh,

best just to walk away
sometimes.

Sometimes?
Isn't it always better
to walk away?

You know, this dog
would still be alive
if he wasn't forced to fight.

I told him to walk away
if it's for himself...

and to stand up and fight
if it's for someone else.

I don't know if that was
the right thing to say, but--

You're a very good father.

So, do you wanna say
something?

Well, I feel that this dog,
Ripley, paid a price
that was unfair.

It's not my fault. Bones,
why are you talking to me?

- You're the only one here.
- Talk to the universe
or God or Ripley.

- I don't believe in God.
- God spelled backwards
is "dog."

And Ripley is dead.
Plus, he's a dog...

with, you know,
limited vocabulary skills.

Bones, just...

speak from your heart.

On behalf of humankind,
Universe,

I'd like to apologize
for what happened
to Ripley.

He was born a cute
little puppy.

And then the people
who adopted him
wanted to kill him...

because they were too stupid
to realize that he would
grow into a big dog.

That's good.

Ripley was a good dog.

He didn't wanna fight.

But he did it
to please his master.

He didn't want to
attack a human being,

but he did it
to please his master.

It wasn't Ripley's fault
that his master was cruel
and selfish.

Like all dogs, Ripley
only saw the good in people.

Dogs are like that.
People should take a lesson.

[ Woman ]
♪ I hurt too ♪

♪ I hurt too ♪

Is that enough?Yeah.

As much as any good dog,
hey, could hope for,

even with limited
vocabulary skills, okay?

♪ I hurt too ♪

♪ I hurt too ♪♪

What's that mean?