All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S06E06 - The Shallow in the Deep (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

[ Knocking ]Yeah.
[ Groans ]

[ Knocking Continues ][ Brennan ]
Booth?

Yeah.
[ Groaning ]

[ Bones Cracking ]

[ Groaning Continues ]

[ Knocking Continues ][ Brennan ]
Booth?

[ Bones Cracking ]

[ Knocking Continues ]Are you there?

No, I'm in South Beach
workin' on my tan.

[ Knocking ]All right.
[ Groans ]

You need Sweets to sign
your post-Afghanistan
"fitness for duty" report.

Did you forget?Me?

Well, generally
you wear more clothing,

and you've been
avoiding this for weeks.

Well, I couldn't sleep.
Hannah got up at
the crack of dawn.

[ Bones Cracking ]
Oh!

Do you always have
this pronounced a release
of gas in the morning?

- Is it that bad?
- Synovial gas.

- That's what the cracking is.
- Synovial gas--
what's that mean?

There comes a point
when your body can't hide
all the abuse it's taken.

What do you mean,
"certain point"?

You've been shot and beaten
and jumped out of airplanes.

The skeletal damage alone--Oh, God.
I'm fallin' apart.

You're fine.
It's your skeleton
that's falling apart.

The compression fracture
to your T3 alone...

should have incapacitated you
years ago.

Then there's the fracture
to your sternum from when
that obese girl shot you.

Fractures to your metatarsals
from when you were tortured.

Rib pitting from when
you foolishly tried
to act as a human shield.

Rib pitting?And that's before we even get
to your compromised ligaments.

Both intertransverse
and anterior longitudinal.

How do you have room
in your brain
to remember all that?

I care about you, Booth.
The more abuse a body takes,
the sooner it degenerates.

That's it?
That's all you got for me?It can be a good thing.

In tribes,
men like you
are elders.

They don't have
to hunt anymore.

Well, I wanna go hunting.

Well, perhaps
you'll feel better after
you get your form signed.

[ Daisy ]
You know I will.

- [ Giggling ] Oh, no!
- Oh!

Agent Booth!Dr. Brennan!

You should be at work, Ms. Wick.
It is a very important day.

Can you sign this?

- Are you serious?
- Just sign it.
[ Chuckles ]

Just sign and
get back to your fun.

- Dr. Brennan,
about this morning--
- What about it?

I don't want you to think that
Lance and I are dating again,
because we're not.

That was purely
accidental intercourse.

You had intercourse
accidentally?

What were you trying
to do, Ms. Wick?

I was returning a book.And your pants fell off?

All of the pieces of ship
without remains attached--

straight to
the Early American workroom.

- Door on your right.
- [ Man ]
Where do you want this?

Take it up on the platform.

Got it.[ Saroyan ]
Okay.

How much of this
is there?I have no idea.

So when you said
"old remains,"

the ship part of it
just slipped your mind?

- No, of course not.
- [ Angela ]
This is incredible.

I can't believe this
is an actual slave ship.

Where did they
find it?Off the coast of Maryland.

This could shed enormous light
on the slave trade.

Or give me nightmares.
One or the other.

Mytilus edulis.
Blue mussels. Wow.

They said
this was for you.

The Jeffersonian board
of directors wants us
to try and identify the remains.

How? These people
have been dead
for nearly 150 years.

[ Angela ]
Yeah, well,
this might help.

It's a copy of
the outgoing manifest.

And it lists all the slaves
they were transporting
to New Orleans.

There's age and race
and degree of color.

This is
really detailed...

in a totally horrible,
disgusting, sucky kind of way.

Slaves were considered
property.

They were as carefully cataloged
as livestock or silverware.

[ Brennan ]
Male child,
under 10 years old.

130 centimeters.

The marine mussels
compromised the bone,

but the skull shows a mix
of Negroid and Caucasoid
characteristics,

suggesting that
he would be listed
as mulatto.

Got it.
Polidore Nelson.

Symphyseal rim
well defined.

Partial ectocranial
suture closure.

Female, 40s,
five feet tall.

Okay, there's only
one woman that small.

Over here, now.

Uh, not kidding,
even a little bit.
Dr. Hodgins.

- Yeah. What do you got?
- That.

What the hell is it?[ Hodgins ]
Wow!

It's some kind of organism
anchored to the bone.

Interesting.

Alien sea life hitchhikes in
on a slave ship, and that's
all you can say? "Interesting"?

I think in this context,
"interesting" is a way...

of acknowledging life forms
beyond Dr. Hodgins's expertise.

Temporary condition,
I assure you. Listen up!

Pull any other bones
with pink slime
and bring 'em over here.

It's possible that "alien"
is an appropriate adjective.

I mean, we may be looking
at N.T.I. here.

- [ Saroyan ]
What's he talking about?
- I have no idea.

N.T.I., as in
non-terrestrial intelligence.

- Oh, no.
- If alien life forms were going
to exist somewhere on Earth,

the ocean floor
would be it.

- Please tell me you're kidding.
- Judging by weight and texture,

all of the affected bones
appear to belong
to the same skeleton.

Something is very wrong.

Come on. I really gotta
look at these images?

Yes. Penetrating trauma
to the cribriform plate
and palatine bones.

You mean that
jaggedy-looking hole there?Yes.

The puncture would've
extended upward...

into the anterior base
of the brain,
resulting in immediate death.

This man was hooked
through the mouth--

[ Groans ]like a fish.

Okay, got it.
Thank you very much.

I just don't know
how I can help you
with a murdered slave.

They may have found him
in a slave ship. But given
the condition of his cartilage,

this man died
less than a month ago,
and... this is murder.

Abrasions to the pisiform.

It's likely
this person was
wearing manacles.

Why are you working on remains
from the slave ship...

when you know our recent
murder victim has priority?

Because Dr. Hodgins
is still trying to remove...

the unidentified
deep-sea life forms.

Maybe we should discuss
the murder victim's
X-rays instead.

Incomplete epiphyseal fusion.
He was at most 20 years old.

Chipping on
the zygomatic arch.

Hairline fractures
to the mental foramen,
all heavily remodeled.

Metaphyseal fractures
to the left tibia
and right ulna.

- Never properly set.
- I've seen these before.

They happen when someone
has their extremities...

wrenched over and over again
at a very young age.

Suggestive of child abuse?

We have to identify him.

What is taking
Dr. Hodgins so long?

We are looking at
what could be a clue...

to the origin of life itself.

Come on.

The origin of life
looks like
a pink Chia Pet?

According to one theory,
billions of years ago,

organic molecules
hitchhiked to Earth on comets
that plummeted into our oceans,

forming the seeds of life
as we know it.

- Okay, now you've lost me.
- Look at this.

The organism operates
like hair follicles--

anchors its root system
to the bone.

It's actually kind of
attractive up close.

Yeah, for a mucous-excreting
underwater insect.

[ Chuckles ]
Well, let me scan the skull,

and then I can build
a facial reconstruction
from it.

Do you realize these guys
could be harder to identify...

than a decomposed
murder victim?

How can you compare
a murder victim to ocean snot...

that looks like something
that Barbie wore to the prom?

-You compared 'em to a Chia Pet.
-That's not the same thing.

You're right. Because
if these guys are new
and I get to identify them,

then I get to name
an entire species...

Anjelonicus montinegris.

Really?

Really.[ Chuckles ]

So the dead guy
got caught in
a fishing net,

and the fishing net
got caught on
a slave ship?

Yeah. A net gets lost.
It floats around for years.

They call it
a ghost net.Wow.

Ghost net caught a ghost.
That's--

Something like that.It's ironic.

Okay, why are you still here?I'm weak.

I'm weak, Agent Booth.

I broke up with Daisy,
but I can't keep
my hands off her.

What's new, all right?
You're a guy. Life goes on.

Yeah. That's the problem.
We broke up.

But it just goes on.
It's-It's like she's a magnet.

Should I just
let it happen?

Here. Pick it up.

"Yes, definitely."
You think?

I don't know.
How am I supposed to know?

Years of experience.
The perspective of age.

[ Sighs ]
Age.

How is it that
I went to sleep Han Solo
and I woke up Obi-Wan Kenobi?

I have no idea what
you're talking about.[ Beeping ]

Oh.

Looks like Angela
finished the victim's
facial reconstruction. Oh.

There is our ghost.

[ Booth ]
He wasn't on the
Missing Persons database.

But I got a hit
from the F.B.I.'s
facial recognition software.

"Mike Casper."

Yeah, his wife lives in--
what is it-- Calvert County.

He's married?He's got a kid and a dog
and a cushy aerospace job.

No, that's not possible.
He's 19, 20, 21 at most.

All right, Bones. He's 28.No-- There's no way.

Booth, you really need
to double-check these things.

Look, the battle scars
are to the body,
not to the brain, okay?

- You're being very touchy.
- I'm not being touchy. This
is Casper's driver's license.

It's the same face Angela drew.
Right there.Okay.

That could retard
bone development.

Or you're just wrong.

[ Brennan ]
I'm not wrong.[ Knocking ]

You're wrong.I'm not wrong--

Yes?Mrs. Casper?

- Yes?
- Special Agent Booth.

- This here is my partner,
Dr. Brennan.
- How can I help you?

- You mind if we come in?
- I'm actually in the middle
of something right now.

-It's about your husband.
-We believe we found his remains
off the coast of Maryland.

Any reason to believe
that he might've been
on a boat recently?

Ask him yourself.
Mike?

Hey.

[ Booth ]
Victim got a driver's license
with your name and his picture.

He used it to charge up
a fortune in credit card debt.

Yeah, I get it.

The guy that got killed is
the same guy who stole my I.D.

But it's got
nothin' to do with me.
I'm not exactly a violent guy.

Mike's very easy-going.

This is a conversation
between you and your
credit card company, Mr. Casper.

You know how they say
they record calls
for quality control?

Well, turns out it's true. [ Woman ]
I'm sorry sir.

But because you failed to
notify us within the time--

[ Casper ]
How could I tell you
when I didn't know?

[ Woman ]
You should've contacted
the credit reporting agencies.

In the future, if you place
a fraud alert on your card--

[ Casper ]
You wanna know what
I'm gonna do in the future?

I'm gonna find the scum
who stole my I.D.
and I'm gonna kill him.

What'd you
expect me to say?
They froze my cards.

Our credit was ruined.
That piece of dirt,

he cost us the house
we were tryin' to buy.

If we need a lawyer--We don't need a lawyer.
We haven't done anything.

My husband
is telling the truth.
He is not a violent man.

Sweets, tell them
what you told me.

According to the latest
clinical data,

identity theft
can cause serious...

maladaptive psychological
and somatic symptoms.

No kidding.
I haven't slept
in two months.

Those symptoms
aren't limited to insomnia.

The hell is that
supposed to mean?

Okay. That would be
one of the maladaptive
psychological symptoms.

Uncontrolled rage.

How could I kill him
when I didn't even know
who he was?

I noticed you have
a boat hitch on the back
of your car. You own a boat?

Yeah. I fish. So what?You have any big hooks
on that boat?

Why?A body was found
about a mile off the coast.

I'm thinkin' maybe
you're doin' more than
just fishing on that boat.

All right.
I want that lawyer now.

Dr. Brennan really needs these!
I don't understand why
you can't just pluck.

If I pluck them off one by one,
it's going to take
a week, Ms. Wick.

So what you need to do
is stop telling me
how to do my job.

I don't see how this
is gonna hurry things up.

[ Sighs ]
If I figure out what they are,

I'll figure out how
to get them off.

Any more questions?

Not at this moment.

[ Hodgins ]
Aha! Yes!

It's a type of benthic worm.
See?

Progress.[ Saroyan ]
Okay.

The only way I can get
D.N.A. to I.D. our I.D. thief
is by using bone marrow.

But your alien organism
has sucked it dry.Okay.

Contrary to popular rumor,
it is not myalien organism.

Not yet anyway.

But I have narrowed it down
to a type of benthic worm.

How can you not be able
to I.D. a fluffy pink worm?

How many of those
could there possibly be?

[ Chuckles ]
You'd be surprised.

How am I supposed to figure out
who killed him when I can't
even figure out who he is?

All I can tell
from the X-rays is that...

he had multiple fractures
that were never properly set.

He also sustained
repeated facial trauma
between the ages of two and 14.

So child abuse?

He wasn't on a
Missing Persons database.

So it means
no one was missing.

You have a very strange tendency
to state the obvious.

If you were a kid who got
the crap beat out of him...

over and over again,
what would you do?

You'd think about running away,
or you do run away.

But he wasn't
a kid anymore, Booth.
He was 19 or 20 when he died.

Doesn't mean he didn't
run away before.

And when a kid runs away,
someone reports him missing.

A school, a neighbor--
someone.

We were looking
at the wrong database.

We need to reverse
the craniofacial
growth patterns...

and run the results against
the Missing Children's
database.

Send him back
to childhood, huh?

Retain
the cranial proportion,

but reduce the jaw,
narrow the neck
and raise the ears.

Change the proportion
of the head to
one part facial mass...

to two and a quarter parts
cranial mass.

Decrease the size
of the upper and lower jaw.

Done.

It's hard to believe that
10 years from this,

he's gonna be
stealing I.D.s and
getting himself killed.

[ Angela ]
Okay. That's him.

We found him.

[ Female Reporter ]
Nine-year-old Liam
is tonight's"Thursday's Child."

[ Liam ]
I like all kinds of sports,
but mostly basketball,

even though
I'm kind of short.

But maybe I'll grow, right?
And I'm really good at math,

'cause I like numbers.

[ Reporter ]
If Liam can find a family,

all those numbers
are sure to add up
to one very bright future.

Okay. That sounds a little
like puppy adoption
if you ask me.

When I was in
the foster system,
we used to think...

that kids that got
on "Thursday's Child"
won the lottery, you know.

One day, they're on TV.
Next day, big car pulls up...

to take them to the suburbs--
every single time.

Yeah, well, Liam
didn't get adopted.

Would've saved the juvie system
a whole hell of a lot of time
if he had.

Court unsealed his records
because of the murder.

He was busted two years ago for
B & E with another foster kid
by the name of Hunter Lang.

- We're tryin' to
track him down now.
- Oh. Why?

Well, Liam testified
against Hunter in exchange
for a suspended sentence.

Ooh. That's not good.

Rule number one:
Foster kids stick together.

Huh. Was that
the kind of thing
a guy would kill for?

Depends on the guy.
I know these kids.

I'll talk to 'em,
let you know.

Has anybody else noticed
this is like a giant jigsaw
without the edge pieces?

One person gets killed,
and it's murder.

Millions get killed,
and it's history.

I'm tryin' to just
think of them as bones.
It's easier.

Female,
approximately 25.

Right here.
Hany Beaufort.

Yeah, but they're
not just bones.What does that mean?

- I'm gonna need
to borrow these skulls.
- [ Device Beeps ]

Why does nobody seem to be
working on our murder victim,
Ms. Wick?

Still waiting on
Dr. Hodgins.

- Are you okay?
- It's nothing.

Hany... was my
great-grandmother's name.

If you two can't stay focused
on the Molony case,
we're gonna have issues.

- Well, we're trying.
But Hodgins is--
- [ Device Beeps ]

I got it! Thank you,
Aquatic Nuisance Species
Task Force,

a fine collection
of marine biologists
dedicated to making sure...

that if the alien
ever shows up,

we jam it in an air lock
and kiss it good-bye.

I lost out on the naming rights,
babe, but I'm a big boy.

- I can handle it.
- So happy to hear that.

Turns out our little
feathered friend
is the Osedax mucofloris,

otherwise known as
the bone-eating snot-flower.

[ Laughs ]
You've gotta be kidding.

I'm not kidding.
Allow me to demonstrate.

- Voilà.
- Oh, no.

Now, the bone-eating snot-flower
burrows into the bone,
like so.

It cracks through
the hard shell...

straight down to
the fatty marrow.

And then--[ Sucking ]

[ Groans ]

Now, each female has
maybe about a dozen
dwarf males inside of her.

Basically, sperm holders.

Cannoli? No?
Anyone?No. Never again.

- I cannot even tell you.
- Can you please
get to the point?

I figured out how
to remove 'em.

You have to back me up
with Dr. Brennan.

She hasn't said anything,
but I know what
she's thinking.

It's an emergency.Whoa. What am I
supposed to say?

You have to explain
what happened this morning.

Sex is a normal part
of the adult experience.

You don't need
to apologize for it.

Do you know what happened
when I was little?

My dad and I saw
these two deer goin' at it
on the side of a hill.

And I asked him
what they were doing.
And he said...

the nice deer in back
was pushing his friend
up the hill.

Seriously?

And now,
we're those deer.

Only no one's explaining that
you were just pushing me uphill.

I have issues.I had no idea.

[ Sighs ] You're happy
we broke up, aren't you?Look.

Dr. Brennan is not a prude.
I would suggest that she doesn't
even care that we had sex.

- Just that it was
right in front of her.
- That would be logical.

Not that it would ever
come up again anyway,
since it was an anomaly.

Totally.

But maybe there's nothing wrong
with that if it did come up.

I mean, just as long
as it wasn't here.

Seems reasonable.

Totally reasonable.Mm-hmm.

[ Booth ]
So the parole officer didn't
have an address on Hunter Lang.

But she said that he works on
a boat at the end of the dock
called the Dandeana.

It's possible that he was
drawn to the sea...

because the isolation mimics
his childhood environment.

- You're overthinking this.
- There's no such thing
as overthinking.

You may think incorrectly
or inadequately or falsely,
but the notion of--

All right, got it.
Got it.[ Sweets ] Okay.

So since you guys
both saw "the incident,"

I've decided to take
Agent Booth's advice.

Anyway, even though
Daisy and I aren't dating,

I've decided we can still enjoy
each other's company casually
once in a while.

I'm not sure why I should care.
Are you planning
on having sex...

somewhere that
I will witness it?

I hope not.

Then I definitely
don't care.I'm with her.

[ Woman ]
Ladies, we're shoving off!

Yeah, well, so much
for that isolation theory,
Mr. Expert on Foster Care.

I've heard about these events.
They're designed to
facilitate intercourse...

between older women
and younger men.

- We got that, Bones.
- Hurry up, ladies!
Cosmos are waiting.

- We're ready to cast off.
- Oh, okay.

- [ Woman ] Time to board.
- Excuse me.
We're lookin' for Hunter Lang.

He's one of our bartenders.
Nadia, they're lookin' for Lang.

Oh. Jealous husband?

F.B.I.

Oh. Well, can this wait?
We'll be back by 10:00.

Yeah, how about
we come with you?

Only if he comes too.

- That was the plan.
- Done!

I'm sorry.
What just happened there?

If this were the Malukus,
I'd say it was some sort
of virgin offering.

Virgin?Quasi-virgin offering.

[ Women Laughing ] ♪♪ [ Salsa ]

♪♪ [ Man Singing In Spanish ]

[ Laughing, Shouting ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

The male guests seem
to be enjoying themselves.

Come on.
Are you kiddin' me?

Look at this kid.
He's barely out of diapers.

Wouldn't you like
to be on a boat full
of nubile young women?

- No.
- The socially acceptable age
difference is half plus eight.

- Huh?
- Come on. Everyone knows that.

They do not.
If everybody knew that,
Booth would know that.

Okay, so you're okay with
dating somebody who's 20?

Sure, if she were mature.
Uh-huh.

That means it would be
well within the social norm
for me to date a man of 24.

He's 24.
Would you date him?Well, not literally.

I'm definitely gettin'
the look here.

- The look?
- The precursor
to sexual overtures.

- [ Woman ]
Let's see what you got.
- Oh!

[ Laughing ]
Mama like.

Hi.[ Booth ]
All right, ladies.

He's got a curfew.
He's gotta be back
by 12:00 midnight.

You're gonna leave me?Yeah.

Okay. Hi.Don't be afraid.

[ Brennan ]
The atmosphere
is very festive.

Thank you.Oh. Uh, thanks.
I'm fine.

No-- No need.
I'm workin'. Right.

Anthropologically
speaking--Yeah.

women were attracted
to older men because
they could take care of them.

The world has changed.
These women can
take care of themselves.

Well, it's just wrong.
That's all. Just wrong.

Why? Because
it's hard on men like you
who are past their prime?

- I'm not past my prime.
- Prime is 18.

Okay. Maybe just a little.

Hey. Bones,
there's Hunter Lang.

The posterior surface
of your forearm
is absolutely magnificent.

Thanks. I work out.

You can work out
somewhere else.
She's not interested.

- Don't be so hasty.
- You kidding me?

- He's--
- Who's the old dude?

- I'm her partner.
- He's my partner.

She's too old for you
and too young for you--
all at the same time.

I think what he's trying
to tell you is that I haven't
yet reached my sexual prime.

I have.

- Definitely.
- Definitely.
- Really?

Give me this right now.
Okay, come on.
Sweets, we're working.

Put the drink down.I'm trying.

Here, have this.
Yeah, lock your lips
around that, sweetheart.

Come on. This way.Want me to tuck you in?

Aw.

♪♪ [ Dance ]

I know you
had it rough, Hunter.
I was a foster kid too.

[ Chuckles ]
Sure you were.

How many foster homes
did you live in?

Eleven, 12.
Who keeps track?

I did. Four places
by the time I was six.

Not somethin' you forget.

Yeah?
What was your score?

Score?Supervision score.

One means
doesn't need supervision.

Five means bring out the meds
and lock him down.

Makes it easy on
the check cashers, huh?

That's what we called
foster parents.
I was a two.

I was a four.
Real pain in the ass.

Great. So what was
the deal with you
and Liam Molony?

No deal. No deal.
And I'm not saying that
because he's dead.

Right. He testified against you.

I got over it.
Are we done yet?

No.The kids I was placed with,
we leaned on each other.

If one of those kids betrayed
me, that would hurt a lot.

Look, what Liam did--
I was, like, whatever.

You know? We talked about it
when I got out of juvie,
and it's all good. No big.

- So when was the last time
you saw him?
- Labor Day.

Yeah, he was, uh--
he was workin' the cougars.

You see, most of the guys
that come here, they come for
the free booze, the easy sex.

But not Liam.
He was smarter than that.

He used to get the extras
from the old ladies,

like money, gifts.

Are you aware of an issue that
happened between Liam and a guy
by the name of Mike Casper?

- No, I'm not.
- On Labor Day,
did you two leave together?

No, no. He must've bailed
when I was cleaning up.

- Ask Nadia. She'd know.
- Why is that?

He was one of her favorites.
Liam would always show up
with a carful of cubs.

Nadia would get her boy bait,
and then Liam would have
all the cougars he could handle.

- How many would that be?
- Come on, man.

He's 19.
Was19.

Look, can I get
back to work here?

I'm gonna go find Bones,
talk to Nadia. You get
the rest of his information.

All right?Yeah.

Hello there.

Me?Aren't you a scrumptious
little tidbit.

No, no. In case you haven't
noticed, I really don't
fit this demographic, okay?

You got it all wrong, sugar.
Why would I wanna be with them
when I could be with you?

I just needed to know
what they were.

And now I know what'll eat 'em.

Piranhas.

And they won't damage
the bones?Nope.

The bubbles
agitate the water and
encourages them to feed.

- May I ask you a personal
question, Dr. Hodgins?
- No.

I have got
a beautiful wife,
a fulfilling job,

and I just figured out
how to remove
snot-flowers.

I'm gonna go ahead and savor
the moment here, Ms. Wick.

Wow!

Oh! Ah!

[ Laughs ]
Perfection.

That's curious.
There are significant
abrasions to the bone.

Can I see that ulna?

One ulna coming right up.

Ah! Whew!

They look like kerf marks,
but they don't go into the bone.
They go along the bone.

And the staining says
they're definitely perimortem.

Well, I'll swab 'em
and see what we got.

The abrasions are everywhere,

all along the anterior surface
of the bones.

You know, I know it's
one of the few areas
of my non-expertise,

but does it look to you
like somebody attacked
our dead guy with a grater?

♪♪ [ Dance ]I understand. Yes.

Good-bye, Ms. Wick.So what'd the lab say?

The victim was attacked
by a sharp, pierced object
with multiple grooves.

Some kind of
very large grater.

Mmm. Before or after
gettin' hooked like a fish?

I have no way
of knowing that until
I examine the bones.

We gotta find
the party planner around here.

She throws
a very good party.

I enjoyed my conversation.Oh, with the zygote?

Well, he's charming.
He likes long walks
on the beach,

and he enjoys
watching the sunset.

That's a line, Bones.
They're lines.

You're what they call
prime real estate
around here.

Well, I'm
prime real estate
anywhere.

Never mind.
Hey, Captain,
have you seen Nadia Blake?

She's probably
below deck.

[ Exhales ]
That's some, uh,
fragrant coffee you got there.

[ Chuckles ]
I brewed it myself.
Uh, gotta keep sharp.

Hey, Bones, our guy
was hooked through the mouth
like a fish, right?

Uh-huh.That fit the bill?

The shape is consistent with
the damage to the palatine bone
and the cribriform plate.

Right, whatever that means.
But could be our murder weapon,
right? Yeah.

[ Brennan ]
We have to bring it
back to the lab...

and test it
for trace evidence.

Hey, Bones, could this
be our grater?

Well, it is if
it corresponds to
the abrasions on the bones.

Which means Liam Molony
didn't get off
this boat alive.

[ Glass Shatters ][ Woman ]
Don't!

I got it.[ Woman ]
Stop it!

Freeze![ Woman ]
I mean it!

[ Gasps ]
Do you mind?

Okay, come on. Cover up.
I need to ask you a few
questions about Liam Molony.

- Do you mind if
I get dressed first?
- You got 60 seconds.

[ Brennan ]
Look.

- What do you got, Bones?
- What happened
to my 60 seconds?

Maggots.
Most likely
blowfly maggots,

indicating that
at some recent point,
there was rotting flesh here.

Okay, you, pony boy,
let's go. Out. Come on.

You need a key
to open this lock.

- Bones, excuse me.
- What?

- You people are crazy!
- Ah!

You said Liam was
last seen on this boat?

I'm thinkin' that
he was killed
and stashed in here...

until they
got out far enough
to dump the body.

- What do you think?
- I think you're right.

Last time Liam was seen alive,
it was on one of your cruises
about a month ago.

Hey, I don't
keep track of the boys
who go on my cruises.

My God, that'd be
a full-time job.

As opposed
to arranging hookups.

For a cub, he certainly knows
how to take the romance
out of things.

We're not talkin' about him.
We're talkin' about you.

So middle-aged women
pay you to hook up
with younger guys?

No, they don't.

They pay to go on
my cruises.

What they do
when they get off
is up to them.

One of your guests
ended up fish food
at the bottom of the sea.

- I'm not seein'
the romance in that.
- And he usually does.

Which means,
there really isn't any.

Hey, I liked Liam.
He was very good
for business.

You took advantage of a kid
who didn't have a mother.

You basically fed him
older women.

He needed mature companionship,
and my ladies needed
a fresh face.

- And youthful physique?
- Exactly.

There are plenty of guys
in their 30s and 40s
who have youthful physiques.

- Yeah. Yeah.
It's different.
- Yeah.

- Not in a bad way, but--
- Yeah, in a bad way.

You're not helpin' your case.

If something happened
to Liam that night,
I have no idea what it is.

The guy was stuffed
in a fish locker...

in a cabin that
you seem to spend a lot
of your "quality" time in.

Okay, how could I put him
in a locker I don't
even have a key to?

- Who has the key?
- Well, Captain Kelly.

Maybe it's him
you should be talking to.

Do you have the results back
on the maggots
from the cougar cruise?

Maggots are next
on my list.

[ Sighs ]
Ms. Wick has already
confirmed the murder weapon.

Everyone else is working
on the slave ship,

which makes you
the clog in my drain,
Dr. Hodgins.

I'm still trying
to figure out the trace
from those bone scrapes.

It's very strange
and sticky.

Three primary proteins,
including a trypsin-like
serine protease.

This is my
"What the hell are you
talking about?" look.

It's a waterproof
marine epoxy.

Glue.

Why would the victim
have glue on his bones?

Yeah. That's exactly
what's got me stumped.

Ponder it while you put
the maggots in the blender.

Hopefully, you can pull
enough D.N.A. to prove that
Liam Molony was in that locker.

After he was dead, but before
he got tossed overboard.
I'm on it.

Your boat hook killed him.
His name is Liam Molony.

[ Scoffs ]
I've seen him before,
but I barely know the guy.

Why would I
kill him?[ Chiming ]

You tell me.
You got a wife?
She hook up with Molony?

[ Laughs ]
Oh, please.
I'd have paid him.

- Would you knock it off?
- They're from
Ms. Wick and Hodgins.

- It appears to be urgent.
- All right, just get on
with it. Be quick.

[ Kelly ]
She doesn't really
listen to you, does she?

It's really
none of your business.

[ Brennan ]
Dr. Hodgins
blended the maggots.

They don't have remnants
of human D.N.A.

- They have
monocalcium paracaseinate.
- Which means? Explain.

Cheese.What?

The maggots ate cheese,
not Molony.

[ Laughing ]

Okay. Okay, you,
that's not funny.

Yeah, it is.
Look.

I don't just do
the horny-broad cruises.

- I do gourmet parties
once a month.
- Your point is?

Last week's dinner,
there was a bunch
of this, uh,

you know, uh,
illegal Italian cheese.

I took one of 'em.Oh. I see.

I don't.
What does Italian cheese
have to do with maggots?

There's a traditional
Sardinian sheep-milk cheese
called casu marzu.

It is riddled with
live insect larvae.

I told you.
Look, I had nothing
to do with this.

All right. Do you remember
seeing this guy on
the Labor Day cougar cruise?

I might've seen him
out on deck with a woman.

Nobody goes out on deck
on account of
the bar's inside.

Can you describe her?

Well, I was,
um, a little
under the weather.

[ Chuckles ]
Drunk.

A possibility.

[ Sighs ]
Then how are we gonna
get a description?

[ Chorus Singing: Ballad ]
♪ Sweet light ♪

♪ Sweet light ♪

♪ Sweet, sweet light ♪

♪ Sweet light ♪

[ Woman ]
♪ As we wander alone ♪

♪ And wherever we roam ♪

[ Chorus ]
♪ We shall look for you there ♪

♪ You will always be there ♪♪

Somebody forget about lunch?

Oh. I'm so-- I--
How long have I
been sitting here?

Hours.

I had a Caesar salad
with a side of Miss Wick.

We talked about
Sardinian cheese at length.

[ Chuckles ]
I'm so sorry, babe.

I totally lost track.

No, these are amazing,
Angie.

You're doing a sketch
for every set of remains?

Kinda feel like
I have to.

You also have to eat.
I mean, we're growing
a baby, remember?

Well, yeah, but he was
somebody's baby too.

And I want
our baby to know that.

Oh, wow. I sound like
a crazy woman, don't I?

Actually, you're sounding
like a mom.

Oh, crap. Already?Yep.

I should take
that sandwich.Okay.

You keep working.
I'm on it. You want a
peanut butter-and-egg salad?

Yes. I know.
Pregnancy is so weird.

I love you.I love you too.

Even the "charcoaly" bits.

[ Sweets ]
Three separate studies suggest
this is a very effective method.

It's called
state-dependent learning.

If we want him to remember
what happened when he was drunk,
just have to get him drunk.

Right. Is this
really gonna work?

Memories are anchored
in internal contexts.

Yeah. For example,
if I had a drink,

I would instantly remember Daisy
and how champagne just
makes her eyes sparkle.

Sweets. Is he
drunk enough already?

[ Grunts ]

- I'd say yes.
- Okay. Let's just
focus here, all right?

- Labor Day cruise.
- Mm-hmm.

Liam Molony's
on the deck with a woman.
Can you describe her?

Hmm.

He's confused. For example,
if I were to describe Daisy,

I'd say she was 5'5",
beautiful brown hair--

- Oh, for God's sakes, Sweets.
- I remember.

Her hair was red.

And she kept, uh,
flicking it.

- Booth, that sounds just like--
- Claire Casper.

- The wife of the man
whose identity Liam stole.
- Get his keys.

Why?We gotta go
solve a murder.

Just give him two aspirin,
put him in a cab.
All right?

Hey, wait, wait, wait!
Wait, wait, wait!

We got witnesses,
and they all put you on
the Labor Day cougar cruise.

Big whoop.
I go on a lot of party cruises.
They're a fun night out.

Fun night out
with Liam Molony?

All right.
You really want me
to say this?

Liam and I hooked up
a few months ago.

He used to come by the house
when Mike was at work.

Ah. Okay, so when
Mike's I.D. got stolen,
you realized that it was Liam.

Could've been really easy
for him. All he had to do
was grab some mail.

That must've
really pissed you off.

You think I cared?
Boy went like
a hot little pipe.

You definitely cared, 'cause
your whole little world was
about to come crumbling down.

You went on that cruise
lookin' for him, didn't you?
What did he say?

Threaten
to tell your husband
about the affair?

I didn't kill Liam,

and there's nothin'
you can do to prove different.

Hey. We're, uh--
We're almost wrapped up.

Yeah. Booth called.
He thinks Claire Casper did it.

But there's no evidence
to tie her to the crime.

No, I was actually--
I was talking about
the Amalia Rose.

The remains have been
identified, and they're
moving them into the exhibit.

The press conference
is tomorrow.

Great.

Not that this is
any of my business,
but, um,

I sort of thought
that you'd be
more interested.

[ Chuckles ]
Interested. Is that
what I'm supposed to be?

- I just thought--
- That because I'm black,
I should be all over this?

I already know what happened.
My family were property...

along with about
15 million other Africans.

They were traded like cattle,
and they died like cattle.

And I am trying really hard
not to let those bones
out there get to me.

I'm sorry, Cam.
I should've been
more sensitive.

It's fine.
It's all good.

Hey. So, new developments.
Am I interrupting?

No. Uh, what's going on?

I ran a couple more tests,

and the sticky stuff
on the bone abrasions
wasn't marine epoxy.

It's barnacle secretion.

I think I know
what happened.

Now, imagine this platform
is the party boat,
and I am Liam Molony.

And I'm Claire Casper--
sexually predatory
suburban housewife.

Right. Okay.
So, Molony and Claire,
they struggle.

[ Both Grunting ]

Now, Molony, he's strong.We know that
from the bone attachments.

But Claire, she's got
rage on her side.

And I shove him
overboard.

Hey!

Don't worry.
We thought this through.

Molony, he tries to climb back
on board, scraping himself
on the barnacles.

But Claire,
she grabs the boat hook.

And stabs him with it
straight through the mouth.

- Uh-huh.
- The hook tore through his
palate into the frontal lobe,

fracturing his front teeth
as it was removed.

[ Angela ]
What's wrong?

If the abrasions to
Liam Molony's skeleton...

were caused by
the barnacles on the boat,

there may be evidence
in the barnacles.

And that is why I sent
the techs out to the marina
to check the boat.

Barnacles grow
at a prescribed rate.

We dated these little ones
back to the night
Liam Molony disappeared.

He tried to climb back up
the side of the hull.

In the process, breaking off
the barnacles and lacerating
himself down to the bone.

Yeah.
And these baby barnacles
grew in their place.

D.N.A.'s back from the blood
we found under those barnacles.
There's two types.

One is consistent
with Liam Molony.

The other's a match
for Claire Casper.

She must've gotten cut
when they struggled.

Booth wanted evidence.
Looks like we got it.

Jury's gonna
believe this, Claire.
We got you.

[ Forced Chuckle ]
It was an accident. I--

I told Liam
I knew what he did.

We started fighting.

My glass broke,
and I got cut.

I looked down and saw blood.

And I got so mad,
I shoved him.

He went over.

Into the ocean.

I grabbed the boat hook
to get him.
I was gonna pull him out.

Then what happened?

He called me a...
desperate old hag.

I never thought of myself
as old until then.

I grabbed the boat hook,
and I...

swung it up and caught him
in the mouth.

Just like a fish.

I wanted him to die,
Agent Booth, but I--

I didn't wanna kill him.

Here's the thing.
As much as it pains me to say,
I don't like casual sex.

You don't?

I mean, I like sex.
I love sex.

Okay? I just--
I don't only wanna
spend time with you...

'cause I'm gettin'
my freak on.

I like giving you
the freak.

If you wanna keep seeing me,

we need to have
substantive conversation
and shared interests.

Well, that should be easy.
We have lots in common.

Okay. Like what?

We both love
Indian food.

Can't stand it.
Only ate it for you.

Really?Uh-huh.

What about travel?Since the Malukus,
I'm totally over it.

Hiking?Hate it.

Dogs? I love dogs.

I'm allergic.

Remember that time when
you had the flu...

and we stayed in bed
and watched the
Saved by the Bellmarathon?

[ Chuckling ]

Yeah, and we decided
you're just like Jessie...

'cause she's so smart
and ambitious, right?

And you were like Screech,
'cause he was
the geeky genius.

But they never hooked up.Which they totally
should have.

Right? 'Cause they had
more in common
than they realized.

We could
watch it again.

I have issues
with the last season.

Me too!

Daisy.

Lancelot.

[ Saroyan ]
These people were wrenched
from their homeland...

and disappeared
into the cold seas
of the Atlantic,

forgotten until today.

We're very proud to announce
that thanks to the hard work
of the Jeffersonian staff,

the remains found on the
Amalia Rosehave been matched
with the names on the manifest.

They will be buried at
the Great Oak Cemetery
in Maryland.

But their names and faces
will live on here
in the Jeffersonian.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I'd like to present
the victims of the Amalia Rose.

Polidore Nelson.

Barbury Page.

Jim-- No last name.

Abraham Fox.

Hany--

Hany--

[ Exhales ]
Hany Beaufort.

Bartlett Nelson.

Issiah Nelson.

Rebecca-- No last name.

Cain Dawson.

Eliza-- No last name.

Georgiana Picket.

Clarence Stark.

Dillie Stark.

Franklin-- No last name.

What's that mean?