All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S06E04 - The Body and the Bounty (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

[ Sweepers Hissing ]

So, I've been a freegan
for about a year now.

In fact, if Al Gore really
cared about the environment,

he'd live out of Dumpsters.

You should, like, totally be
in charge of the earth.Don't I know it.

[ Woman Giggles ]

This is a primo Dumpster.

Two restaurants
and a convenience store
use it.

You're the only person
I've ever brought here.

Nobody's taken me
out to dinner
in, like, forever.

We are gonna indulge
in a freegan feast, milady.[ Laughs ]

- Hop in.
- Okay.

Ooh.[ Chuckles ]

Fact-- "best before" dates
are just marketing tools...

to increase profits
and make more garbage
to feed the corporate monster.

Oh, look! Eggs!

And some apples.

Just eat around
the bruised part.

Mmm.

This is like throwing out
a baby.

I feel so close
to you right now.

Oh! Look at all the yogurt.
And the veggies.

Wait a minute.
Do you smell that?

There's something choice
down there.

You learn
to recognize scents,
like a wine guy.

Mmm.Could be meat.

Fact-- if you cook it through,
it's fine.

Mmm. It's meat.

[ Screams ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Booth ]
Hmm. The perfect murder?

I'm a forensic
anthropologist.

It would be odd if I didn't
consider the perfect murder.

First consideration--
complete annihilation
of the body.

No body, no murder.
Perfect.

Why are we talking
about this?

My car.
I choose the topic
of conversation.

Also, my car achieves
excellent gas mileage.

Currently...
51 miles per gallon.

Okay. You win. So, let's talk
about the perfect murder.

Of course, at this point,
I'm simply being
theoretical.

What do you mean,
"at this point"?

Well, there are
so many variables
in a person's life,

it would be irrational
to completely rule out...

the possibility
of murdering someone.

No, it's not. You say "I'm
never gonna murder someone."

I don't believe
in absolutes.

Scary. You know what? You're
really scaring me right now.

Because you know that if I did
commit murder, you'd never
be able to catch me.

[ Laughs ]
I could catch you.

No. My plan is foolproof.

Oh, now it's an actual plan?

Now, this is a good place
to dispose of a body.

The trash men-- they come every
other day, then it's off to the
landfill, body never to be seen.

Perhaps.There is no perfect murder.
It's chance and luck.

My plan is perfect.

If you can plan the perfect
murder, so can I. I can too.

[ Booth ]
Yeah. Okay.
What's this? That's it?

This is everything we found
in the Dumpster--

The head and hands.[ Booth ]
Who found it?

- A couple of Dumpster divers.
- Dumpster divers.

The prominent glabella
suggests the victim is male.

[ Booth ]
Whoa. Hodgins
is gonna love that.

Okay, what is that,
some kind of a bird's nest?

It's the victim's hair.

Wow. Okay, was he scalped?

The teeth have been shattered,
most likely in an effort
to obfuscate identity.

You know,
a Dumpster will cause a guy
to decompose pretty good too.

You should keep that
in mind when you plan
your own murder.

Anything I should know,
Seeley?

No, Camille.

I'll need you to separate out
all fragments of remains...

from the refuse.[ Insects Buzzing ]

You think the rest
of him's in here?I doubt it.

Based on the striations
on the distal end
of the ulna,

it's clear the hands
were sawed off.

Overall, I must say this was
a well-conceived method
for disposal.

Right. Is that
how you would do it?

I'm sorry. I can't share
my murder plans with you.

[ Booth ]
Why?You are dating a journalist.

If, in a postcoital haze,
you relayed my method,

she might print it
for killers everywhere
to see.

Right. Because, you know,
dismemberment and murder...

is my topic of conversation
after sex.

There is something unusual
about the phalanges,
Dr. Brennan.

Flattened exostosis
on the first metacarpal
and proximal phalanx.

-That? Even I know what that is.
-You do?

Yeah. Old Army Ranger buddy
of mine had the same injury.

He got it from shooting
a Desert Eagle handgun.

- You think he's military?
- No, but victim definitely
had a thing for big guns.

The evidence
is consistent
with your theory.

That's right. You see?
'Cause I always
get my man.

I am a woman.

[ Device Beeps ]

Dr. Brennan?

Yes, Dr. Saroyan?

Is this a good time
to interrupt?

Since you've already interrupted
me, I think it's the best
possible time to interrupt.

Good. I want to
introduce you
to someone.

- Who?
- Before I tell you his name,

I want you to understand
that he is, in fact,
very well-educated,

with several
advanced degrees.

Why does he look like that?

Because
he's "the Science Dude."

Professor Bunsen Jude,
the Science Dude?

I don't know what that means.

Uh, he's got his own
kids' science show...

on TV about science--
The Science Dude.

As I am no longer a child,
I don't really watch those.

Dr. Brennan,
I am Professor Bunsen Jude,
the Science Dude.

I'm very happy to meet you.
I hope we can be friends.

Nice to meet you, Dude.

Amazing.

The professor
has a proposition for you.

Ah, yes. I would like to shoot
a special episode of my show...

here in your lab,
with you as my very
special science guest.

No.

Dr. Brennan,
this would be very good
for the Jeffersonian.

The Jeffersonian is over
a century and a half old.

I doubt my appearance
on a mere children's show
will have much effect.

Dr. Brennan, my show
is not "mere."

Do you have any idea
how many children...

I have introduced
to the world of science?

No.

Oh. Millions and millions.

I am a serious scientist.

I hold degrees in astrophysics,
anatomy, chemistry
and economics.

Children are not rigorous when
it comes to empirical inquiry.

They mostly enjoy bad smells
and loud noises.

Well, who doesn't like that?

[ Sighs ][ Sighs ]

I'm sorry, Professor.All right. Wait, wait.
What--

How about I prove myself
to you?

I'll assist you in this case.
If I'm useful,
then you do my show.

Dr. Brennan, you could use
a second pair of eyes.
We happen to be squintern-free.

There you go.
I will be your squintern.

All right.

Ha, ha!

Okay.

Amazing!

What do you observe?

Ah.

Uh-oh. Well, uh--

This is a cut-off head,

those are hands,
and that there's his hair.

Perhaps I should have
specified...

that you tell me
something pertinent.

[ Sighs, Groans ]

May I?

Oh, God.

Okay.

As you can see
from the deltoid appearance,

this tells us
this is not head hair.

Oh, God.
You mean it's--

What? From-- No, no. No.
That would really be a lot.

I think it's-it's head hair,
but it's not from
the top of the head.

It's from his, uh,
chin and cheeks.

Dude is correct.

A beard.
That's better than--

[ Panting, Groans ]

It's all right
to vomit, Dude.

When science gets icky,
it's all right to be si--
[ Vomiting ]

[ Vomiting Continues ]

Wow. Mean-looking.

What's really scary, though,
is that there's somebody
out there even worse...

who cut off his head
and hands.

One little detail--
this hair.

Not from his head.
It's his beard.

Ah. No problemo.

Okay. Voilà.

Okay.

Well, let's get this
to Booth,

see if anyone's
missing this guy.

[ Chattering ]

Mr. Gering?Yeah.

Greg Gering,
Gering Bail Bonds.

Yeah, right. Yeah.
Look at that.

I recognize you
from all those
billboards...

I see all over
the place, yeah.

My people tell me you can
identify this missing person.

Yeah. This is Ray--
Ray Kaminski,

a.k.a. Wolf.

Wolf? Ah. You guys
put up bail for him?

No. Wolf is one
of the good guys.

Or almost a good guy.
He's a skip tracer.

Bounty hunter.

Fully licensed,
very experienced.

One of my best.
You sure he's dead?

Oh, yeah.

Hard to believe somebody
got the drop on the Wolf.

Uh, was he after
anyone in particular?Yep.

Nutcase named
Charles Braverman,

indicted for the murder
of a coworker.

Here.

Jammed a mechanical pencil
through the guy's eye...

for singing show tunes
at his desk.

Guy looks like an accountant.

He's 5'7", only 142 pounds.

Charles Manson was 5'2".

Jeffrey Dahmer couldn't
bench-press his own weight.

You've been in this business
as long as I have,

you come to judge
how dangerous a man is
by the size of his bail.

How much?Million bucks.

[ Whistles ]That's why I sent
my best guy after him.

The Wolf.

Well, thanks for these.

Those are for you.

You can maybe hand them out
to everybody you arrest.

Why would I do that?

Because I am the picture
of cooperation.

Provided you
with a murder suspect.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Beeping ]

Excuse me. Dr. Hodgins?

Yeah?

Whoa!

Professor Bunsen Jude,
the Science Dude?

Hey, man, it is an honor
to meet you.

Thank you.
Dr. Brennan sent me to--

Observe, analyze--

[ Together ]
Deduce.

No offense, Dr. Hodgins,
but you're a little older
than my usual viewers.

When I was in college,
we used to have
this drinking game.

Every time you said
the word "amazing," we'd--

Well, anyway, I'm very
familiar with your work.

I'm pitching in
to help Dr. Brennan.

She sent me to see if you found
anything out from the beard.

[ Exhales ]

Yucky.Yeah.

So, observe.

Insects, various mineral
particulates, mucus.

Bugs, dirt, snot.

Is that blood?

Analyze.

It's barbecue sauce.

More specifically,
a vinegar-and-tomato-based
sauce...

most commonly found
in western Virginia.

You're thinking you can
trace his location...

before he passed away
from the clues in his beard.

Yes, I do.
Deduce!

Amazing!

[ Coughs ]

[ Booth ]
Listen, why don't you
want to do a kids' show?

It's a waste of my time.It's a science show.

Kids' science.

Parker loves that show.
He's always watching it.

He's always shouting out
that slogan--

"Ready, aim, fire!"

"Observe, analyze,
deduce."

The whole point with
the kids' show is that
you have an opportunity...

to, you know, brainwash
a bunch of normal kids
into geeks, you know?

Future squints.

I'd be more likely
to scare them away.What?

People should stick
to their strengths.

Well, you know,
people should expand.

I mean, expansion is good.
They should grow.
You believe in evolution, right?

If I didn't, I'd have to
believe that early humans
coexisted with dinosaurs.

To believe that,
I'd have to be dimwitted.

Ah, cavemen fought
the Tyrannosaurus rex.
That's a fact.

I can't tell
if you're joking.[ Cell Phone Rings ]

I hope you are.

Oh, it's Angela.
Hello?

Hodgins and that
Dr. Amazing--

Uh, Angela means
Science Dude. Yeah, they ran an analysis...

on the contents
of the victim's beard.

The beard?
Why the beard?

[ Groans ]
It was full of stuff.

"Stuff"?Could you be
more specific?

Okay. Well, there were needles
from the red spruce,

which means that he was at an
altitude higher than 4,300 feet.

How rare is that?

Rare enough that, when
it's combined with altitude...

and a not-so-secret
barbecue sauce...

made by Ollie's B-B-Q
in western Virginia,

you're left with a half-mile
stretch off the 250 highway...

where the victim had to be
shortly before being killed.

That's very good work,
Angela. Thank you.[ Beeps ]

Yeah.

You're going to need
Tutti for this one.Tutti?

If there's
a dead body out here,
Tutti will find it.

Maybe Tutti's gotten smart,
right, and realized
it's best...

just to avoid
dead body smell
altogether.

I mean, this body could be
in bits, right?

[ Booth ] Could be.
All we found were
the head and the hands.

Somebody trying to make it
harder to identify the victim?Uh-huh.

Yeah. That's--[ Chuckles ]

[ Sighs ]
Okay.

[ Whimpers ]So,

that's it for Tutti?

- That's all she got?
- No. That's how
Tutti indicates.

You dig there, you'll find
human body parts, or my name
isn't Maggie Maggregor.

Now who's lying down where
those murder body parts
are parked, huh?

Who's lying down?[ Groans ]

Maybe you can
get her to dig too?

[ Shutter Clicking ][ People Chattering ]

Headless, handless.

Right stage of decomposition.
I'd say you found
the rest of our victim.

Yeah, more bones
for Bones to work on.

[ Caroline ]
Excuse me.
What in God's name...

are you people planting
up here at this time of year?

What are you doin' here?

These agents are surveilling
a cabin just over there...

and reported
suspicious activity.

A moldering dead body
counts as suspicious.

These are most likely the
remains of a bounty hunter
named Ray Kaminski.

Bounty hunter?

By any chance, was he
in pursuit of a fugitive
named Charles Braverman?

Yeah. He's out on bail
for murder.

Looks like the bounty hunter
chased Braverman
out to his cabin,

and Braverman took him out.

It gets worse.

Braverman's wife was slated
to be a material witness
against her husband.

- "Was"?
- She's gone missing.

That's why we put that place
under surveillance.

Too late, it appears.

Maybe there are
two bodies out here.

No, I scoured this
whole area with Tutti--
you know, the cadaver dog.

Well, all we can do is hope
that Molly Braverman
is out there somewhere,

hiding from her
homicidal maniac husband.

I'll find her for you.Ah, chéri.

I love it when you
sing that song.

- [ Chuckles ]
- [ Chuckles ]

Phew.

All right, everyone,
are we wearing our masks
and gloves?

Health and safety first.

Really?
That's how you roll?
All right.

Human remains-- rotted.

The medical term that
describes the condition
of this flesh is?

Anybody? Anybody?
Yes?

Uh, it's... "gooey."

Good. That's not exactly
what I was looking for.

Decomposed
due to autolysis.

The destruction of cells
as a result of an aseptic
chemical process.

Amazing!
But you had me
at "decomposed."

Okay. Okay.
Ask something else.

I'd like to know
how this person died.

Dr. Saroyan is the boss.
We must always respect
our superiors.

And our mom and dad.
That's why I tell kids...

to ask first before removing
simple household items
when doing an experiment.

[ Clears Throat ]

Cause of death.
All right. Well, let's--

And... there it is.

The cause of death.

[ Gasps ]

Just like that?Yes.

Bowing inward fracture.

Fracture lines indicating
high-velocity trauma,
most likely a gunshot.

You'd throw it
to a cartoon now, right?
To explain velocity?

Captain Speedy
falling off the cliff,

explaining velocity
is the rate of change
of displacement with time.

I love Captain Speedy!

The trajectory is a straight
shot to the heart-- fatal.

Which is sad...
but amazing.

Amazing.

[ Sweets ]
So Braverman and Molly were
high school sweethearts.

- No reports of spousal abuse.
- So?

He was considered a martinet
at the workplace--
control freak.

Not at home?

More likely, Molly successfully
subjugated her own personality
and desires to her husband.

Then why did she agree
to testify against him?

A chance to be free.Free?
[ Scoffs ]

- She's free now.
- Yeah, but she won't be
on her own.

I mean, she's not
prepared to cope.

Okay. So we're looking
for someone who took her in--
a friend or a family member?

No. She won't have any friends.
Braverman wouldn't
have allowed it.

- Sweets.
- Yeah.

Not by herself,
not with a friend.
Then what's left?

Surrogates.

People who have babies
for other people?No, no, no.

Someone that she comes into
contact with in a formal way,
like... an employee.

Oh, right.
Or like a housekeeper...

or a tax adviser
or personal trainer?

Yes, exactly.
Look for someone that
she overcompensates...

or, uh, utilizes more often
than she needs to.

[ Beeps ]Dude, Dr. Saroyan tells me that
you determined cause of death.

Keen observation
and careful thought
are traits...

that are as valuable
as kindness, understanding
and compassion.

Much more valuable
actually.

Well, I try to promote
all the traits which make
for a good citizen.

I agree that substantial damage
has been done to this rib.

Do you have an explanation
for the fact that the two sides
of the rib fail to match?

I missed something?The two sides
of the fracture.

There's a gap of at least
seven millimeters
which is unaccounted for.

I missed it entirely,
but there's no shame
in making a mistake.

If you're a child.

But here that kind
of carelessness could lead
to a murderer escaping.

And as the old adage goes,
if at first you don't succeed,

you pick yourself up
and, ignoring all
the doomsayers and mopey-dopes,

you try again.

[ Exclaims Softly ]

Amazing.

Now the only component
that's evading us is a bullet
that caused this injury.

No. That is not the only
component evading us.

What have we got?

I've asked Angela
to create...

a reenactment
of the victim's death.

I'm just inputting
the data now.

[ Typing ]

Professor Jude turned out
to be quite impressive,
didn't he?

If you're six years old.

A kind mind is a fine mind.

It just-- That stuff gets
into your head and--

Go, Angela.As you can see,

the victim was struck
in the left fourth rib...

with a blow that was
powerful enough...

not only to fracture the rib,
but also dislodge
a portion of the bone.

Dude found a fragment
of the rib.

My theory is that the fragment
was propelled forward...

and shot into the heart,
thus killing him.

So, he wasn't killed
by a bullet, but by
a piece of his own rib?

- There's no indication
of the weapon being a bullet.
- What did the rib damage?

I hate to be the one
to suggest this,
but this might be...

the perfect time for Hodgins
and the Science Dude
to join forces.

Bring merriment
to your experiment.

I just
made that one up myself.

Molly Braverman
saw her hairdresser
twice a week.

That's a lot.

That's exactly
what Sweets said
we should look for.

We talked
to the hairdresser,
and get this--

Molly asked if she could stay
at the hairdresser's house
for a few days.

You don't seem pleased.Ah, you know,

well, the hairdresser
said I was the second
F.B.I. agent who called.

So, you know, I checked in
with Caroline, and nobody else
followed the hairdresser lead.

Wh-- Braverman?

That's exactly what I thought,
but it was a woman who called.

Yes?

F.B.I.

[ Locks Clicking ]

F.B.I. Special Agent
Seeley Booth.

This here is
Dr. Temperance Brennan
from the Jeffersonian.

Can we talk to you
for a minute?I'm sorry.

This isn't a good time.

Mrs. Braverman,
we have reason to believe
that you're in danger.

Your husband may have
discovered where you are and--

What is it?
Something wrong?

Booth, It's Braverman.

Stay inside
and lock the door.

Hey, hey! Hey!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa! Watch it!
Can't you see I'm running?

- [ Horn Honking ]
- [ Cabbie ]
Are you kiddin' me, lady?

- Whoa, ho-oh!
- [ Gunshots ]

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Stay down, Bones.
Stay down.

[ Gun Clatters ]

[ Woman Grunts ]

Booth, she's got a shotgun.

[ Groaning ]Bones!

Hey!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Easy, easy.

[ Groans ]

[ Horn Honks ]

Thanks a lot, idiot!
You just cost me
200 grand.

200 gra--
Oh, great, just what I need--
another damn bounty hunter.

Come on, we're in your castle.
We're all on the same side.

How about losing
these stupid bracelets?On the same side?

You assaulted
a federal agent.

He didn't identify
himself as such.
Besides, he's a big boy.

It's not like he can't
handle a love tap or two.

A wanted fugitive escaped
because of your interference,
so have a seat.

Look, let me go,
and I'll get Braverman
back for you.

If Braverman hurts
or kills anyone else...

because you prevented
his arrest, I'll charge you
as an accessory.

I'm sorry, but I've been
chasing this guy
for 17 days now.

It's the thrill
of the chase, right?
You know what I mean.

Come on.

Wow, you're actually
letting me go.

Well, thrill of the chase.
You get it, right?

Get out of here
before I change my mind.

What'd you do that for?

Double the pressure
on Braverman. I don't care
who gets him first.

I hate it when you're
all adult and sensible.

Give me a little
bile and revenge.

That's what I appreciate
in a man.

What?

Human ribs can withstand
approximately 400 pounds
of force...

before breaking.

Now, ribs 1 through 3
are the hardest,

with 4 through 9
getting progressively weaker.

Our victim was a large man
with big muscles
and dense bones.

I never thought of using
paint stir sticks
in place of ribs.

Many common household items
mimic the properties
of human body parts,

like cantaloupe melons
or pudding.

I'm not gonna ask
about the pudding.

Start slowly
and work our way up?

Professor.

Thank you.

Ready?

[ Hodgins ]
Captain Speedy would say...

the speed would give us
velocity and force.

Wow.[ Beeps ]

It's 56 miles per hour,
which is 25.3 meters
per second.

That's not enough.All right.

Ooh. How about a slingshot
with a golf ball?

Ready?

[ Hodgins ]
Wow!

Ribs are really tough.

101 miles per hour, or--

45.15 meters per second.

- Give or take.
- Science is fun.

Yeah!

But we do have
a responsibility
to the truth.

Yeah.And the truth is,

whatever hit this big,
tough man's ribs
made a piece fly off.

Should we step this thing up
a magnitude or two?

Amazing!

Sweets-- Oh. Hey, how are you?
Listen, I need your help.

- I'm in a session.
- No, no, no, no.

Listen, I'm dealing with
a dangerous fugitive here.
You understand, don't you?

I need your brain to help me
figure out what his
next move's gonna be.

No, no, no, no.
I still got 20 minutes left
here, then I'm all yours.

Oh, ho! No, no, no!
Twenty minutes is not
gonna work, all right?

Two minutes.
Not a second more.

Listen, whatever your
problem is, trust me,

Sweets here can fix it
in two minutes.

Two minutes.
Let's go. Let's go.
Come on.

Okay.

Well, deciding to change genders
is a monumental decision
in and of itself.

So why don't we
take the weekend
to reflect on that,

and then we'll f-figure out
what the next steps will be.

Sound good?

Yeah. Yeah.

[ Door Opens ][ Angela ]
Hey.

You have to go
on the Dude's kiddie show.

No, I don't.

Why?

Because it's the dream
of every kid in this country...

who likes science
even a little bit.

Well, I'm not a kid.
I'm a fully grown adult.

Okay. Then do it
for your inner child.

If you're referring
to a fetus,

I, unlike you, am not
currently pregnant.

Sweetie, you go on this show,

and millions of little girls
are going to look at you...

and say to themselves,
"I can be like her."

A scientist or an astronaut
or a brain surgeon--
blah-de-blah.

You know,
shoot for the stars--
all that.

Even with the "blah-de-blah,"
it seems very important to you.

Yeah.

If I have a daughter,
I'm going to name her
Temperance.

You are?

I mean, we won't call her that.
It's awful.

Maybe it'll be
her middle name.

But... I want her
to love you.

You love me.

Yes.

But not everyone is as willing
to look as hard for your
inner child as I am.

And this kid is
half Hodgins, remember?

Listen, if the Science Dude
makes it all the way
through this case,

helpful or not, I think that
you should cut him a break
and go on his show.

Yeah. And I lost you.

No. No, you haven't.
I am an excellent
multitasker.

I need the Dude.

Oh. Okay.

Dude!

[ Crashing ]Dude!

[ Clattering ][ Jude ]
Coming! I'm coming!

Yeah?

You are on.

[ Whispers ]
Dazzle.

Dude, what do you
see here?

Ribs. Broken ribs.

Could you be
more specific?

Okay.

This is a magnification
of the fourth left rib--
so it's big--

and our eyes can see things
that are usually too tiny
for the human eye.

And right... here,

where it's a little
bumpy and weird,

that's where the bone
started to heal.

Remodeling?Yes, which means...

this rib was broken
before this man was killed.

Amazing!

This injury occurred
perhaps a week before
the victim was killed.

Whatever made him die
was not the same thing
that broke his rib.

There were two injuries:
one that broke off
a piece of the rib--

And another approximately
a week later...

which propelled the bone
into his heart
and killed him dead.

Well, "killed him dead"
is redundant.

But it's clear.
And what do we say
about clarity?

"It's a barbarity
that clarity is a rarity."

That's very true.

[ Booth ]
Okay, what am I
looking at here?

You know that myth where
some Good Samaritan...

anonymously sends in
evidence that cracks
the case?

That never happens.It happened.

- That's the victim,
isn't it?
- [ Booth ] Yeah.

He's playing pool with his boss,
the bail bondsman. So what?

Here we go.

Slight disagreement
between gentlemen.

Does he really think
that wig is fooling anyone?

- He's terminal.
- What?

Cancer.
The diagnosis isn't good.

[ Booth ]
Oh, wow!

Okay, at least we know
how he cracked his rib.

- Gotta give the little guy
credit for guts.
- Someone thinks he's gonna die,

he takes risks
he might otherwise avoid.

Yeah.
Or he just goes crazy.

The Wolf cheated.
He called the wrong shot.

There was money at stake.
I did what I had to do.

Yeah, so you cracked him
in the ribs?

I protested
in a vigorous fashion.[ Scoffs ]

We put it behind us.

I didn't track him down
and kill him later.

Maybe he wasn't
so forgiving.

Maybe he felt embarrassed
that an old man in a bad wig
made him look like a fool.

- Right. So he comes after you.
- You protest again,
even more vigorously--

by which I mean
you chop off his head.

Look! You people--

Guys like me and the Wolf,
we're not lawyers.

We don't
talk things through.

The Wolf once took a shot
at me because I complimented
his mother...

in a way he didn't
appreciate.

Guys like you, you get
older, you get weak,
maybe you overcompensate?

I'm still kickin'.
Thanks, sonny.

You're wearing that wig
because of chemotherapy.

You are going to die, sir,
within the next year.

Doctor says
more like six months.

And it's none of your business,
but I believe in God,

and I would like
to make a good impression
when I stand before him.

Make up for what,
about a hundred
assault convictions?

Assault in the course
of my chosen profession.

No aggravated assault,
no killing anybody.

If I were you,
I'd be asking...

why Janet LeBlanc sent you
that security tape.

Oh, what?
The other bounty hunter?

She's the only one
who would benefit.

Why would one of
your own bounty hunters
want to incriminate you?

Because she wants you
wasting your time on me
while she finds Braverman.

Mission accomplished.

- You're being pretty
damn helpful. Isn't he?
- Mm-hmm.

If you get
to Braverman first,

I don't have to pay out
200 large.

Which is why
I'll play this for you.

[ Woman ]
Charlie, tell me where you are,
and I'll come right away.

Is that Molly Braverman?

No, I promise.
The F.B.I. had no idea
I was hiding you.

[ Clicks Off ]

What'd you do, duplicate
the SIM card on her cell?

No need.
They got an app for that.

Give me that.
[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs ]

I can meet you at the corner
of 21st and Scott in 30 minutes.

Okay, that recording was made
an hour and a half ago.

I contacted the officers who
were assigned to protect Molly,
and she's already gone.

What kind of woman runs away
with a man whom she knows
to be a murderer?

I should have known.

She's so used
to being controlled,
she can't live without it.

I don't care about why.
The question is where.
Where are they?

Right here. Okay,
the intersection where they
planned to meet is right here.

Now, if Molly
was driving--

No, no, no.
He would have taken over
once they got together.

- How could you
possibly know that?
- Well, since she's willing...

to accept the fact that
her husband killed a man,

it suggests that
she's a submissive
and compliant woman.

So, where do you think
they'll go?

Okay, this is ludicrous.
Sweets can't possibly know that.

Actually, I can.

What I'm doing here,
it's no less precise
than profiling a suspect.

See, this meeting place
is not random.

It's right off
the 66 interstate.

From here, Braverman
will head west.

[ Scoffs ]
Now you're psychic?

Eighty-seven percent
of all people escaping
head west.

I know.
It's one of those bizarre
psychological truths.

It's like, uh, circling
clockwise when you're
staking out a house.

Even the Dude
would call that
pseudoscience.

Credit card records show past
reservations at campgrounds...

at Walker State Park
and Fremont State Park.

Yeah. They would want
a familiar place
where they feel secure.

Both west of here,
by the way. Just--

Okay, well,
then the fastest route here
is between the 66 and 81.

I'll buy it,
especially since we don't
have anything else.

- He won't make it to the 81.
- Now who's psychic?

When Braverman
rolled off the car,
he landed flat-footed.

From that height,
and the speed he was going,

he must have dislocated
his femoral head
from his acetabular.

No, it couldn't be that bad.
He's been running ever since.

Once he's in the car
and immobile,

his adrenaline will
wear off, and the pain
will become unbearable.

He'll need drugs
and medical care.

- You don't think he'd be stupid
enough to go to a hospital?
- He won't have a choice.

I'll contact all the hospitals
and the urgent care facilities
along the route.

Nothing?
You've found nothing?

We have tried everything
we could think of.

The problem is, projectiles
either bounce off the rib,

crack it or fragment it
into several pieces.

But nothing knocked out
one small fragment?

It's like I told
the Science Dude,
we need something...

that strikes at more
than 40 meters per second...

but less than 70 meters
per second.

Which translates to?

Faster than a golf ball
hit with a 3-iron,
but slower than a rubber bullet.

[ Sighs ]

Oh, good Lord.

I think
I'm onto something.

Whoa! You made a bazooka!

If you mean
potato bazooka,
then yes.

P.V.C. tube.
Commercial hair spray
as an accelerant.

Hold and load.

Man.

I haven't shot a potato gun
since I was a kid.

Is this in any way safe?

Strictly 18 and over,
so I am completely
out of my comfort zone.

Okay. Loaded... and ready.
Professor.

Thank you.

Spuds away!

- [ Gun Beeps ]
- [ Hodgins ] Wow.

140 miles per hour.

So that's 62.5 meters
per second--
give or take.

Let's check the playback
on that.

Eureka!

I see that your results are
congruent with what happened,

but are we really saying
that our victim was killed
by a potato gun?

[ Cell Phone Rings ]

Oh, it's Hodgins.
Hey, Hodgins, you got
a weapon for us?

It's a potato gun.

Did you get that thesis
from the Dude?

That would be correct.

- Okay, murder by vegetable?
- Well, not literally.

Murder by something that
approximates the speed,

force and velocity
of a potato.

A blunt, malleable projectile
moving at a relatively
slow speed.

That is very good work.

Ah, but good enough
that you will agree
to appear on my show?

Yes.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]

Oh, excuse us.I got it, I got it.

Yeah, it's Booth. This is
Agent Clansnick.

McArthur Hospital
off the 66 just
reported a couple,

male and female--
male with a dislocated leg.

Were they carrying
any potatoes? Excuse me?

No, we're eight miles out.
We're on our way.

[ Child Crying ]

What do you want to do?Well, what I want to do,
I'm gonna find a doctor...

who'll find him and pump him
with enough morphine
to stun an elephant.

[ Brennan ]
Well, physicians
can't do that.

It's against
the Hippocratic oath.
"First, do no harm."

[ Booth ]
Right.
I'm just saying.

She followed us.Hey! Janet.

- [ Pounding On Door ]
- Ja-Ja-Janet!

Janet! Ja--

Braverman's mine, G-man.

It's gonna be okay?
[ Murmurs ]

There's another way around.
This way.[ Booth ] Okay.

- Pretty hard to find.
- Look. There.

Okay, let's go.
Come on.

I'm gonna go back
the other way.

All right.
Run, Charles. I got her!

[ Grunts ]Get out of my way.

Janet!

[ Grunts ]

[ Murmurs ]

- [ Shotgun Cocks ]
- No, wait!

- Drop the weapon.
- Relax, G-man.

He's fine.
It's only a beanbag gun.

Drop it now.

I got the guy.

Bounty is mine.

On your knees. Now!

He's officially mine.

Booth.

Bones, you okay?
Where's Molly?

She's incapacitated.
Most likely for the next
six to eight hours.

Hey, Bones, do you think
that a potato gun...

and a beanbag gun could
generate the same Fig Newtons
per square inch?

It's just "newtons," Booth.

Yes, I-I think they
could be very similar.
Why?

The bounty hunter
killed the Wolf?

They're both after
Braverman at the same time
in the woods near his cabin.

So she just takes him out
for the 200-grand bounty.

[ Brennan ]
Well, it was an accident.

The rib fragment
broke off in the fight
at the pool hall.

You had no idea that your
beanbag gun would kill him.

Bones, what are you,
a defense lawyer now?[ Handcuffs Click ]

Well, a kind mind
is a fine mind.

She cut off his head.
That wasn't an accident.

I have no rebuttal
to that statement.

Right. Let's go.

[ Children Murmuring ]

I am so nervous.
Anyone else nervous?
You nervous? I'm nervous.

What if she starts explaining
human dissection to these kids?

♪♪ [ Theme, Upbeat ][ Booth ]
That's gonna be a problem.

[ Cheering ]

[ Screaming ]

What is the code
of the scientist?

Observe, analyze, deduce!

Wow. These are not normal,
fun children.

Kids, I want you to meet
a very special friend.

In fact, this is her lab.
Isn't it amazing?

[ Children ]
It's amazing!

She's a forensic
anthropologist.

And what she does
is amazing!

She looks at old bones.

She figures out
how people lived,
what they were like,

even how they died.

She's amazing--
like magic.

She's amazing!

But it's not magic.
It's--

[ With Children ]
Science!

Her name is
Dr. Temperance Brennan.

But she's better known
as the Bone Lady.

- ♪♪ [ Theme ]
- [ Cheering ]

[ Whooping ]

[ Whooping Continues ]

[ Whoops ]

Dr. Brennan, would you
like to lead us...

in our scientists' oath?

[ Brennan ]
I most certainly would,
Science Dude.

We see big stars.

Tiny atoms too.

[ All ]
Because that
is what scientists do.

We get the facts
and say what's true.

[ All ]
Because that
is what scientists do.

We use our minds,
embrace what's new.

[ All ]
Because that
is what scientists do.

Thank you, Dr. Brennan.

No. Thank you.

- ♪♪ [ Theme ]
- [ Cheering ]

[ Whoops ]

[ All Cheering, Applauding ]

[ Cheering Continues ]

What's that mean?