All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S06E16 - The Blackout in the Blizzard (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

Go ahead.
Give it some gas.[ Wheels Spinning ]

All right.Not movin'.

[ Brennan ] It's been
scientifically proven that
higher surface temperatures...

contribute to
extreme weather events.

Look, I don't understand.
How does an ice storm
followed by a snow storm...

qualify as global warming?

No. The term
is not "global warming."
It's "climate change."

If I can interrupt.If you're gonna
take my side.

- I'm not taking sides.
- Then no.

Okay. Here are the facts, Bones.
Sometimes it's hot,
sometimes it's cold.

Okay. Seriously, guys,
I really think that we need
to talk about your partnership.

Okay. Is that why
you decided to join us?

No. Answer's no.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]No.

- Brennan.
- D.C. medical examiner
brought in remains...

found just south
of an I-295 overpass.

Location suggests a murder dump.

[ Brennan ] Why didn't they
let us inspect the crime scene?
It's very irritating.

No way.

[ Saroyan ]
'Cause if they waited
another 15 minutes,

the body would've been covered
by snow, and any evidence
would've been compromised.

Aw! No way!

I know it's early,
but the radio says this
might turn into a blizzard.

So, I was thinking
we could work on the case
for a couple of hours...

and then leave early
before traffic gets crazy.

- Okay. I'm on my way.
- Look.

- There's a body at the lab.
I should go.
- W-Wait a second.

Just, uh-- They're leavin'
them on the curb. Jackpot!

- Stadium seats?
- They're not just
stadium seats, all right?

They're from the Vet.
They're from the Vet, you know?

Veterans Stadium?

♪ Fly, Eagles fly
On the road to victory ♪

Hah, hah, hah!
Come on! Bones, please.
They're from the Vet.

All right, look.
I will pay for breakfast. Yes.

So you guys can
help me take those seats
back to my apartment.

Uh, didn't you hear
what I said?
There's a body.

Which will still be dead if
we get there 15 minutes late.

Come on, Bones, please.
They're from the Vet.

Okay. Will you agree
to find another time
to talk?

Yeah, sure. No probs.
Bones, please.

Look, 15 minutes.
Just 15 minutes.

Fifteen minutes.

We got the place to ourselves.

Jeffersonian is officially
closed on account of the storm.

Brrr! Nothing like murder
to ruin a snow day.

What do we got?

Female victim.
Decomp puts time of death
approximately 12 days ago.

There's a lot of blood
on the clothes.

Pubic symphysis
suggests the victim was in
her late 20s or early 30s.

This is weird.
It's a tick.

I don't even
recognize the species.[ Device Beeps ]

[ Groans ]

- Holy cow.
- [ Exhales ]
I heard that.

Oh. No, no, no, no.
[ Chuckles ]

It was an exclamation
of admiration.
[ Clears Throat ]

- I wasn't actually--
- You should stop now.

Save yourself.commenting on your size.

How was the doctor's
appointment?

It was fine.
Uh, Cam said you need
a facial reconstruction.

Right, yeah.
Plus, we found a dead cell phone
in the victim's pocket.

Okay. Uh, I'll take a look,
see if I can figure out a way
to get some information.

Hey.

Let's go talk.

[ Grunting ]

You didn't tell us the frame
was made of cast iron.

[ Grunting ]

This is taking a lot longer
than you said it would.
They need me at the lab.

Okay, look. Two minutes.
That's all I need.
Two minutes.

Pull. Pull. Pull.
That's it. Right there.

Push. Ow! Easy.
Ow, that hit my foot.

Everything is fine.
Angela, it really is.

When you find out that
you're a carrier and you have
a child inside, it's kind of--

I know, I know.
But the doctor told us
it doesn't mean a thing...

unless I'm an L.C.A.
carrier too, right?

Right.Right. Yeah. Good.

So, we wait for my results.

And until then,
you gotta remember,

there is a very,
very small chance
that I'm a carrier.

[ Chuckles ]
All right. You're right.

I just love this baby
so much already.

Me too.
But the baby is fine.

Will you please tell
your mama, "Don't worry."

You realize that's pointless
advice to give a mother, right?Yes.

But come on.
Wouldn't you hate it
if we didn't reassure you?

Yes, I would.

[ Computer Beeping ]

Oh, go ahead.
Back to your tick.

- We're good.
- Yeah, we're-- we're good.

Okay.We're good.

Uncontrolled bleeding
from wound sites,
severe nosebleeds--

Oh, no.

Not good.

[ Grunting ]
It's still sticking out.

- We got it. Just--
You push. We'll pull.
- Okay. I'm gonna let go.

It's-- It's wedged too tight
to fall anyway.[ Cell Phone Rings ]

Cam? I'm sorry.
I-I'll be there soon.

The victim had
Crimean-Congo hemorrhagic fever
when she died.

The tick was
a Hyalomma impeltatum.That's
how the victim was infected.

Was that cause of death? [ Wendell ]
No.

She was strangled.
I found perimortem
fracture lines...

on the fifth and sixth
cervical vertebrae.

[ Grunting ]

- Has the lab been quarantined?
- Not necessary.

Testing revealed
viral antibodies,
but no active virions.

Good. Good. Wait.
But how was the victim
strangled?

Face-to-face.
The killer used
his hands and-- Oh, no.

The victim may have
coughed aerosolized blood
into the killer's face,

infecting him
with the virus.

And, since the virus
has a 10-to-12-day
incubation period...

and the murder occurred
almost two weeks ago,

that means the killer is--Is now contagious.

The door's shut. You hit the
button. I'll meet you upstairs.Hallelujah.

[ Brennan ]
Uh, Booth, I need to get back
to the lab right away.

The victim was suffering
from hemorrhagic fever,

and the killer is
probably infected.

Well, we'll get there soon.
We'll get these seats off.

- Before you know it,
we'll all be back at the lab.
- [ Elevator Clatters ]

[ Sweets ]
Lights went out.
Must be the blizzard.

Cam, I'm in Booth's elevator,
and we may have lost power.

[ Saroyan ]
I heard there were
outages all over town.

The lab's lost power too.
It's gotta be the storm.

- Dr. Brennan,
can you hear me?
- I can't hear you, Cam.

Are you--
Great.

- Wait. Is this fever thing bad?
- We have to find the killer
before he spreads the disease.

The city may be on the verge
of a deadly viral outbreak.

And we're trapped in here?

Sweets!

Sweets!

[ Brennan ]
Okay. Thanks for
the update, Cam.

[ Booth ]
You're Emergency Services.
This is an emergency.

We are trapped in an elevator.
There's two of us.

If you could just send--

No, no. Nobody's hurt.
But listen.

Okay, there is
a killer virus out there
that only we can stop.

So just get someone
here now, or--

Hello?

You gotta be kiddin' me.
He hung up on me.
He didn't believe me.

Well, Cam spoke
to the Centers for
Disease Control in Georgia.

There have been no other
reported cases of C.C.H.F.

So, that's good.Only if we catch
the killer in time.

- He's the one who can
spread the disease.
- Oh!

Hey, guys. You okay?[ Booth ]
What's with the hat?

-Your next-door neighbor's home.
-Mrs. Ross.

Yeah. She is a very
friendly woman.

She gave me a bunch of stuff
in case you guys get cold.
Oh! And here, for light.

- No! Sweets, move!
- Sweets!
- What? It's a menorah.

Do you know what would've
happened to your arm if the
elevator started moving again?

Extensive trauma to your
radius and ulna. Perhaps
even spontaneous amputation.

I feel a little sick.

No way to transport
the remains to another lab.

I couldn't even
get the garage open.

Then we'll have
to make the best of it.

Okay. Now, the onset of
this disease is very sudden.

Initial signs are
headaches, high fever.

Symptoms rapidly progress
to include severe bruising...

and uncontrolled bleeding.

Are you sure that we're not
in any danger of getting sick?

Absolutely.
All right.

This is a map from
the Cold War exhibit.

So ignore the fact that there's
still a Soviet Union...

and a Czechoslovakia.

Crimean-Congo
hemorrhagic fever, or C.C.H.F.,

appears pretty much everywhere
I've shaded on this map.

- Okay. So not North America?
- So, you think that
the victim was a foreigner.

The discriminant functions
of the cranial measurements...

suggest that she was at least
part Native American.

It would be extremely unusual
for someone with
North American Indian blood...

to be born somewhere else.

Okay. So she was a traveler.

Once you finish her facial
reconstruction,

we can try to match her through
Passport Control.

If the office is open.

It's difficult to see detail
on such a small scale,

but I-I concur
with your cause of death.

We still don't have power,
so I can't do X-rays. Should I
go ahead and clean the bones?

No, no. Go to my office
and look through back issues
of Medicinal Physics Quarterly.

There should be
a stack of them
near my iguana.

- What am I looking for?
- I remember an article...

about electrostatics
and triboluminescence.

You can take X-rays
without electricity.

[ Exhales ]
I'm on it.

[ Hodgins ]
Electricity
from cellophane tape.

According to
Dr. Brennan's article,

you create a vacuum
inside the glove box,
then pull back the tape.

And this will release
electrical currents strong
enough to generate X-rays?

Theoretically.
Straight through
to the film underneath.

The X-ray goes through the bone,
onto the photo paper.

Voilà!

I'm gonna believe it
when I see it.

All right.

- [ Crank Squeaking ]
- [ Electricity Crackling ]

Whoa! Wow!
That's kind of awesome.

All right.
Take this table away.Okay.

We'll put this here.
Start pulling these out.

All right.

[ Chuckling ]

Dude.I know.

Okay.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]Oh. Oh. All right.

There's no match for the victim
in Missing Persons
or Passport Control.

[ Shouts ]Whoa! What?

I blame you.You blame me for what--
the no match or the blizzard?

They're chairs, Booth.

They're just
a bunch of chairs.

First of all, they're not
just chairs. They're history.
They're from the Vet, okay?

- And, secondly,
I'm gonna get us outta here.
- You have a plan?

That's right.
I have a plan.
Escape hatch.

Great. I'll climb up
and get it open.

Oh, no, no, no.
I'm the climber.
You're the thinker.

No. I'll be able
to fit through the gap
much easier.

- Here.
- Bones, just let me
do the climbing.

Kneel down.
I'll show you.

Oh, hello!
Uh, do you want to
get on my shoulders?

Hey, guys. Mrs. Ross
sent some snacks.
Hello.

Hello. Why is everyone
saying hello?

Uh, I'm sorry.

Should I--

Is this a bad--Hello. She wants
to sit on my shoulders.

Traditionally, people do that
the other way around.

I'm merely demonstrating
that the widest part of me...

is narrower than
the widest part of Booth.

See?Ah, right.

Wow. Okay.
Comparing body parts.

What else do you do
during a blizzard, right?

Look, I got the idea, Bones.
Thank you.

Seriously?

The only records you have
of test results are on computer?

I mean, didn't somebody
jot them down somewhere?

Okay, listen.
I need my test results, okay?

Because my poor wife--
she's goin' crazy here,
you know, waiting for--

Yep.

Okay. Thanks.

[ Beeps ]

[ Clears Throat ]

Probably heard that.

Not if you didn't
want me to.

It's just--
It's a pregnancy thing.
It's nothing to worry about.

You'll tell me if
there's anything I can do.

Whoa. Look at this.

Significant remodeling trauma
to this femur.

[ Hodgins ]
Looks like there's stuff
embedded in the bone.

Huh.

[ Booth ]
All right. Just-- Just--

All right, all right.
Just be careful.
Your foot's on the edge.

I'm fine.
Got it.All right.

[ Booth ]
Ah.

[ Groans, Blows ]Okay.

- Oh--
- Oh, it's open!

- No!
- Oh, no, no!

These stupid chairs!
The door won't open all the way.Please be careful, Bones.

- [ Cell Phone Ringing ]
- Whoa. Just be careful.

- Wait. My phone's ringing.
- What do you mean
your phone is ringing?

-You're actually gonna
take a phone call now?
-It could be the lab. Oh, shoot!

- [ Booth ]
Whoa, okay.
- [ Ringing Continues ]

I'm gonna get the phone.
No one move.

- [ Grunts ]
- Oh, Dr. Brennan.

- Careful. Your foot!
- [ Shrieks ]

Oh! Oh, God!
Are you guys all right?

Ah!I'm okay. Booth?

- Don't touch me.
It's my back. My back.
- [ Ringing Continues ]

Don't touch me!

I'm--[ Shouts ]

Oh! Where's Sweets
with those painkillers?

Maybe Mrs. Ross
didn't have any.

She's been singing
in the hallways for a week
after her dental surgery.

Trust me.
She has painkillers.

Victim had foreign objects...

embedded in her left femur.

Remodeling suggests
they'd been there
for at least four years.

Ow!

- Shrapnel.
- Yes, the random placement
would suggest an explosion.

- How did you know that?
- Army buddy of mine spent
a few months in a hospital...

after an I.E.D. explosion.

I saw his X-rays.

So the victim was probably
around an explosion
four years ago.

But if we can
figure out where and what
the explosion was,

it might help us
to get closer to an I.D.

You gotta look
at the shrapnel itself.
That's gonna tell you-- Ah!

- Sweets!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I gotcha. I gotcha.

So, I got you
some, uh, aspirin.

Aspirin?
I need painkillers!

Oh! What, is she holding out?
Huh? Is she goin'
to some kind of a rave?

- Bottled water.
- Water?

Oh! Ow, water.

And a bag of frozen peas.

All right, pal. You know what?
I'm not cookin' dinner.
I need somethin' for the pain.

- No, no.
It's to ice your back.
- Oh. [ Groans ]

Oh, it's co-co--
[ Exhales Sharply ]
It's cold. It's cold.

Oh. Actually, that
feels pretty good.

Yeah. That's pretty good.
Yeah. I like that.

The metal was melted.
I have no idea what it was.

Hey, does that look like
some sort of pattern to you?

Like ridging around
what used to be the edges?

Yeah. Kinda looks like money.

Coins.

Well, that would be consistent
with what Agent Booth
said about I.E.D.'s.

You know, they're filled
with whatever bits of metal
are available.

Okay. So, if you live
in a country whose currency
is worthless--

Not uncommon in a war zone.

then coins are suddenly
the perfect stuffing
for an I.E.D.

Global Cultures.

I-I have no idea what that is
or why it excites you.

There's a Global Cultures
section of the Jeffersonian.

There's this--
this Coins of the World exhibit.

So I'll figure out the
composition of the shrapnel...

and then compare it to the coins
that are in the exhibit.

Ooh, fantastic!

And how exactly do you plan
to do that without electricity?

[ Sighs ]

[ Chuckles ]
It's funny how fate
intervenes sometimes, huh?

[ Brennan ]
There's no such thing as fate.And this is not funny.

Just let me make my point.
Since you find yourselves here--

Trapped.

You could look at it that way.
Or you can look at it
as an opportunity.

Sweets, just stop shrinkin'
around the bush, okay?

Just say what it is
you wanna say. Go ahead.

[ Clicks Tongue ] What do
you think of resuming therapy,
just for a month or two?

- What?
- Why?

No! Forget about why.
No. It's not gonna happen.

- Why would you
bring that up now?
- Let's be honest.

A lot has happened
in the last few months.

Now, I know that
Hannah's presence...

has stirred up a lot
of feelings between you two.

- Stop! Right there.
- I agree.

No. Because I care about you.
About both of you.

You know what?
Stop, or I'll hit you
with the frozen peas.

I know that you have been
forthcoming about your feelings
for each other in the past.

And the past is the past.

- But, as a couple--
- No. Booth and I
are not a couple.

I understand.
I'm just saying that--

Stop! Just stop, all right?

Listen to my words.
It is over!

Agent Booth,
I just think that--

[ Peas Clattering ]

Don't ever mention Hannah again,
you understand?

[ Groans ]

Perhaps you'd like
to take a walk?

Sure.

[ Groans ]

Ow.

Hmm.
What is that smell?

Oh, I can't use the exhaust
system without electricity,

so I thought it'd be better
to, uh, clean the bones out here
where there's more airflow.

Oh, my God!
You're boiling body parts?

This is how it's done.
You know that.

No, no. I mean,
I was getting kind of hungry,
and I thought that you were--

Oh, my God!

You're pregnant.
The smell of boiling flesh
makes you want a sandwich.

Success.

What'd you get?I got the Coins of the World,

plus an emission spectrograph
from the instrument archive.

- To I.D. the shrapnel?
- Yeah.

Now, I just-- I just need
a short burst of electricity...

to create a carbon spark
to basically vaporize
a sample of the metal.

Where are you gonna
get the electricity?

Well, as well as
a dynamite igniter
from the late 1800s, huh?

I got all of this
from the American History wing.

[ Chuckling ]

[ Cell Phone Rings ]

Brennan.

I'm sending you a photo.

Now that the bones are clean,
I can see evidence
of perimortem injuries...

to the cortical surfaces
of the right ulna and radius.

They're difficult
to see clearly enough to
ascertain their exact nature.

I agree.
But since we can't
use the Medio Cam--

You have to do
a penetrant test.

- I'm not familiar with that.
- Soak the bones
in a liquid dye.

The dye will permeate
the compromised surfaces,
increasing the contrast.

So that the injuries
will become clear.

- Brilliant.
- Yes. I-I know.

[ Clattering ]Booth.

- Booth! Your back.
- All right. I'm fine.

You happy now?Yeah, it's useless.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Snaps ]Oh.

[ Chuckles ]

Wow. Maybe you should
think of a way
to get electricity...

that doesn't involve
rare historical items...

worth upwards of $50,000.

Yeah, I'll just blame Wendell.

Yeah.

How's it goin' with
the victim's cell phone?

Well, the battery's dead.
Plus the wiring is
totally corroded.

But I was able
to save the SIM card.

So if I can put it in someone
else's phone, I might be able
to find out who she called last,

and they might be able
to lead us to the killer.

- What are you doing?
- I told you.

I'm gonna use the SIM card.Yeah. But, no, you can't.

Ange, you can't take my phone.
I need-- You know,
I need my phone.

I need my phone.Why?

[ Scoffs ]

You're worried about
the test results,
aren't you?

No. I'm not.
I'm not.
I just, you know.

I don't-- I don't, uh,
wanna miss their call.

Honey, it's me.

You're scared too.
I can tell.

Even if we both
test positive,

Angela, there's still only
a 25% chance that the baby--

Would be blind.

And that leaves 75% chance
that everything would be fine.

And you know what?
I like those odds.

Right.

Okay.

Well, I think Cam has the same
cell phone as you anyway.

This is all the dye
I could find.

Let's see.

That should do the trick.

Just pour it in here.
Right.

[ Clattering ]

Uh, excuse me.

Yeah?

What's with the getup?

Well, I need electricity
for the emission spectrograph.

So I'm gonna tap into this, uh,
emergency light up here.

Uh, are you sure
that's safe?

Yes, dude.

- I made my own safety harness.
- Oh, man. He's lost his mind.

[ Groaning ]
If I can just detach...
this... battery.

Are you sure you know
what you're doing?

Of course I know what I'm doing.
I just need to--

[ Shouts ]

- Oh, no! Oh, no!
Hodgins, no!
- [ Shrieks ]

- Oh!
- Hodgins!

Mmm.

Oh, ho! Oh!
Oh, my bad.

Sorry. Sorry.

[ Chuckling ]

[ Sighs ]
Okay.

Sorry.

[ Sighs ]
I'm sorry.

Don't worry.
He'll clean it up.What if you had gotten hurt?

- In this blizzard?
- Wait a minute.

You're mad because you're
worried about our safety?
Wow, thank you.

That was the last of our dye.

Okay. Now I kind of wish
you'd gotten hurt.

Hey. What about your beetles?

Excuse me?

Nothing.Oh, no, Mr. Bray.

We're way past "nothing."
What's with the beetles?

Well, Egyptians used to grind up
their shells to dye textiles.

Yeah, they also
used slave labor.
It doesn't make it right.

Dr. Hodgins.
Killer virus,
untold casualties.

[ Brennan ]
As you can see,
the length of the row...

means there's a finite number
of ways it can be moved...

within the dimensions
of the elevator.

Therefore,
it is unlikely the angle
of the emergency panel...

would ever be sufficient
for egress.

Okay, okay.
I get it, all right?
I get it.

Stupid chairs.
You're right.

The whole thing
is just ridiculous.

Stupid idea.

Just, uh--

What?

Tuesday, October 21, 1980.

Game six of the World Series.

That sounds very important.

Yeah. Pete Rose,
Manny Trillo, Mike Schmidt.

Steve Carlton.

Tug McGraw strikes out
Willie Wilson at 11:29 p.m.

Phillies win.

And these seats
were there, and--

[ Exhales ]
you're sentimental about it.

My dad and I were there.

He quit drinking...

for about two weeks.

Long enough to remember
that I was his kid.

Best day of my life.

So, did you think that you could
reclaim a part of that day?

It's just history.
That's all.

It's our one perfect day.

[ Chuckles ]

You feeling bad about
being hard on Sweets?

No, just thinkin' about my dad.

And about being hard on Sweets.

You think he was right?
Should we discuss us?

Yeah. Yeah, I think we should.

Now?

- No.
- Yeah.

Hey. You all right?

Got the phone call.

Nickel.
The coins are part nickel.

The phone call?

From the doctor?

Dissolved one of the coins
in hydrochloric acid.

Now I'm, uh, testing
the solution.

I just... should've
thought of this earlier.

- What did the doctor say?
- Leber congenital amaurosis.

It's a genetic disease.

It's recessive.

Causes blindness.

And you're a carrier?

Usually both parents--

Yeah, Angela's a carrier too.
[ Sniffles ]

Copper.

Shrapnel coins
are bimetallic...

with an aluminum bronze center
and a cupronickel zinc ring.

I gotta--
I gotta tell Angela.

She's gonna hate me.

Hodgins,
she's not gonna hate you.

Rubles.

Uh, Russian rubles.

That's, uh-- It's the only coin
that-- that matches.

Hodgins.

She's not
gonna hate you.

She loves you.

You guys are solid.
You can get through this.

You hear that something has
a one-in-a-thousand chance,

or one-in-10,000.

But I guess it's like
the lottery, right?

Somebody always wins,
you know?

That sounds like good news.

I'll give you the room.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

Rubles.
Wendell says the shrapnel
in the victim's leg was rubles.

Rubles? Wait a second.

Four years ago-- Chechnya.

That's right. The separatists
would sometimes use...

Russian coins in their I.E.D.'s
as further protest...

because the rebels wanted
their own currency.

Look. If an American civilian
was injured...

by an I.E.D. in Chechnya,
there'd definitely
be press coverage.

So we scan the news outlets...

for an American who was blown up
in Chechnya four years ago.

Hey.Hey.

Can I interrupt?

Oh, yeah. Of course.

Did you need this again?
I finished my call
with Dr. Brennan, so--

No, I already
checked yours out.

Seems like none of
our cell phones match
the victim's SIM card.

So the victim's phone
is totally shot.

I was able to repair some
of the corroded wiring, but...

I'm just afraid that
if I plug the phone into...

a regular alkaline battery,
that it'll short.

So what you need is a way
to provide power gradually.

Yeah. Exactly.

[ Snaps Fingers ]Oh.

- You perform miracles?
- Hope so.
[ Chuckles ]

Where you going?To break into the cafeteria.

Okay. Okay.

Microfiche of old newspapers
from the Jeffersonian Library.

I thought they'd
all be digital.Luckily not, for us.

But can you figure out a way
to skim through the microfiche?

Yeah, sure.
If you just tell me
what I'm looking for.

Look, I've already tried that.
It's a hydraulic old-school.

It's a single cage-style door.

How you guys doin'?Booth's on the phone
with the fire department.

It's the maintenance department.Maintenance department.

Okay, great. Thanks.

"World's Greatest Grandpa"?Yeah.

Uh, Mrs. Ross gave it to me.
It's a lot comfier
than my jacket.

You do realize that
Mr. Ross is dead, right?

I mean, don't you find it odd
that Mrs. Ross...

is dressing you up
in her dead husband's clothes?

Booth needs to say
something to you.

- No, he doesn't.
- Yeah, right. About earlier--

- Look, I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

Thanks.

What? It-- What's okay?
Booth didn't say anything.

- We're guys.
- Everything's fine now,
Dr. Brennan.

[ Cell Phone Rings ]Brennan.

[ Angela ]
I maybe found our victim.

"Four innocent
bystanders, including
an American aid worker,

were injured when an I.E.D.
struck a vehicle in Beslan
on Tuesday."

Aid worker makes sense.

"The American
has been identified as
Anne Marie Weston, age 28,

a field worker with
the Alliance for Human Dignity.

Ms. Weston almost lost a leg,

but doctors now expect her
to make a full recovery."

It's all consistent.
The age of the victim.
The location of the injury.

Hang on.
I'm gonna send you a photo here.

[ Beeping ]

[ Shutter Clicks ]

Looks like
we found our victim.

The director of Alliance
for Human Dignity confirmed
Anne Marie's identity.

-Was she still working for them?
-Not in Chechnya.

He said she spent most of
the past year traveling
back and forth from Albania.

Well, that would explain
how she got the virus.

There was a recent outbreak
of C.C.H.F. in rural Albania.

- What was she doin'
in Albania?
- I don't know.

The director is gonna pull
the file and get back to me.

But my phone's runnin'
outta battery.

You can use mine.
Oh, sorry. It's Wendell.[ Rings ]

Yes?

Give me the number.
My phone doesn't
get much service here,

but I'll go outside
and make the call.[ Chuckling ] In a blizzard?

Yeah. Nothing's keepin' me
in here except helping Mrs. Ross
and her 40-year-old daughter...

figure out how to talk
to each other without arguing.

All right.
Here you go. Thanks.

Thank you.Right.

I sent pictures of the injuries.
Your penetrant test worked.

There appear to be
two distinct types
of injuries.

That's what it looks like
to me too.

Irregular scratches
scattered all over the surface.

As well as a number
of deep linear gouges.

They almost seem like
they're regularly spaced.
Like a pattern.

What would cause this?

The-- The scratches are
consistent with broken glass,

as if the victim's arm
went through a window.

But the gouges--How about like, uh,
security glass?

What, like in prisons?

Right. A window
with thick wire mesh...

that would be embedded
in the pane.

That would be consistent
with the injuries.

Wendell.

Wh-- Why am I looking
at hundreds of pounds
of potatoes?

I gotta go.
I'll call you when
we have something else.

You said you wanted a miracle.

So this is why you broke
into the cafeteria?

Yep. I learned how
to do this in grade school.

I won my science fair.

Oh, my God.
You were thatkid.

- Meaning what?
- The show-off.

And this is how you thank me.

It's fantastic. This is for
the victim's cell phone?

Yeah, I'm connecting
groups of potatoes in series
to increase voltage.

Then we can connect these
potatoes together in parallel
to increase amperage.

"Spud-sational."
Totally "spud-tacular."
Can I help?

If you stop making
"spud" jokes.Sorry.

My sincerest "potato-ologies."

[ Chuckles ]

Oh.

[ Sighs ]

[ Chuckles ]

Wow.
That feels great.

Ah! It's like you're
untying the knots.

It's Thai massage.

It combines deep tissue
with acupressure.
It's quite effective.

Yeah. I can
feel that all right.
[ Laughing ]

Maybe you should stop, you know,
before Sweets comes back.

- Why?
- Well--

Oh. I understand.

You think he'll interpret
our physical contact...

as yet another sign
that we--

[ Sighs ]
Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh!

But--[ Clears Throat ]

Gotta tell you,
my back feels--
wow, so much better.

- Thanks.
- No problem.

Yeah. You know, I can see
how Sweets could get confused.

We both did tell him
how we felt about each other.

- In the past.
- In the past.

And we both thought about it.
He knows that.

- "It"?
- Sleeping together.

It would be odd
if we didn't.

Right. Uh, so we're
talkin' about this now?

- We seem to be.
- [ Chuckling ]

I always assumed that we'd be
very compatible. Didn't you?

Well, yeah.

-Because we're both so physical.
-Right.

The way we throw ourselves
into a case.

We both have
excellent stamina.

[ Chuckling ]

Making love would be...
quite satisfying.

Yeah.

But then what?

I mean, as a couple,
me and you would never--

No, it wouldn't work.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Sweets ]
Oh, it's so cold.

Okay, so I, uh-- I talked to
the director of the Alliance
for Human Dignity.

And our victim went to Albania
to investigate charges...

that girls were promised
dream jobs in the U.S....

and were never
heard from again.

Human trafficking.Yeah.

and visited businesses that
she thought might be covers,

always slipping
young women her number,

telling them to call her
if they need any help.

Right.
They're sold into prostitution.
It's a big business here in D.C.

And the people that make
the profit are brutal.

How about now?[ Angela ]
No, it's still not working.

Well, we can always
use them for fries.

♪♪ [ Cell Phone Jingle ]Oh, my gosh!

- Wait a minute.
It's working! It's working!
- [ Both Cheering ]

Okay, okay.
Uh, call history
is 5-3-4-2--

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
We are losing power.
- What? How?

- We're losing power. Come on!
- They should work
for a few hours, guys.

More potatoes.
More potatoes, more potatoes.

You won the science fair.
Do something.

Fast, Hodgins!
Come on. More potatoes.
More potatoes. Move quicker!

[ Wendell, Hodgins Shouting ]

- Wendell, be careful.
Where's the other one?
- Where?

- More potatoes.
- I got one. I got one.
I got one.

- You guys, the phone!
- [ Hodgins ]
Hot potato.

- Get me another one.
Get me another one.
- You guys, the phone.

The phone is dying.
More potatoes.

- Move, move, move, move!
- Guys, get on it.

- What are you doing?
- I have more wires right here.

There's one right here.
Use it! Come on!

More potatoes.Come on, come on,
come on, come on!

I don't have enough power.Okay, we got it!

The phone, it's--

- Ah.
- Sorry.

Dead.

Angela says the victim's phone
history was only incoming calls.

That seems unusual.

Unless that was the number
that she gave to women
who might need help.

Right. It could've been
a dedicated line.

Were there any calls
near time of death?

One from a building, uh,
near the corner
of Hill and 27th.

- Is the F.B.I.
gonna send anyone?
- Can't yet.

- Not until the roads are open.
- Hill and 27th
is less than a mile away.

That's great.
With us in here, it might
as well be a hundred.

There might actually
be a way out of here.

But you're not gonna like it.

The bolts between
the first and second seats
are rusted.

If we apply sufficient force,

with whatever combination of
kicking or pulling or jumping--

- We can break these apart.
- Yes.

But I know
how important they are.

Let's do it.
On three.

R-Really? Are you sure?
Your back.

- We go on three.
- Wait, wait, wait. On three?

Or one, two, three, and then go?
Which is more common.

I-I-I don't know.
It's up to you.

Well, on three
would be quicker.

Not anymore.

All right.

Okay.

You set?[ Groans ]
Yeah.

On three.
You ready?

[ Together ]
One, two--

Use your legs for power,
not your back.

Okay. One, two--

[ Booth Laughing ]
Yeah! All right!

After you.Oh, why, thank you.

Oh, go easy.
Ah, easy.

All right. Yeah.
This has gotta be the address.

[ Brennan ]
Okay.

Booth.

Security glass.

The spacing of the wires
is consistent with the gouges
on the victim's arm.

Look here.

[ Grunts ]

[ Booth ]
She's the one
that broke that window?

That's a reasonable conclusion.
Was she trying to get in or out?

It's all right.
I'm a federal officer.

Gonna be okay.
You understand?

F.B.I.[ Man With Accent ]
What you do?

Go away.
[ Coughing ]

Okay. F.B.I., Boris.
Who are you?

Not Boris.

Booth, he--
he could have the virus.

- [ Coughing ]
- Okay. Look, you could
be very sick.

We gotta get you
to the hospital.
Listen to me, Boris.

- Not Boris!
- Boris is a Russian name.

- Albanians hate Russians.
- I got that, Bones.

I'm just tryin' to--
Whoa, whoa! All right.
Hold it. Easy.

Be careful, Booth!
He-He-He could be infected.

You really wanna do this?

- Ah!
- Oh, wait. Bones!

Don't touch him, Booth!
Don't touch him!

[ Booth Yelps ]
Seriously?

Bones, seriously.

His name is Tariq Grazdani,
and he traffics in human beings.

White slavery?
Really?

He's also pretty sick
with C.C.H.F.

The Centers for Disease Control
is tracking down anyone he
might've come in contact with.

So he killed
Anne Marie Weston?

Well, he hasn't admitted that.

But the girls were witnesses,
and they agreed to testify. So--

Go home.
You did a great job.

- Good night, man.
- Thanks, buddy.

Hey.

You want
somethin' to eat?

No.

I just wanna go home
and crawl up in a ball
and maybe cry a little more.

Ange, there's still
only a 1-in-4 chance.Don't do the math.

We already got totally
screwed by the math.

Well, then I have no choice
but to take up the piano.

[ Chuckles ]
What are you talking about?

I always saw myself
staring through microscopes
with my kid.

If that's not possible
because the baby is blind,
then we'll play piano together.

[ Sighs ]
Honey, wait a minute.

You should take up sculpture.

- Very seriously.
- [ Chuckles ]
What are you talking about?

Because if you can't teach
our kid how to paint,

then sculpture is an excellent
substitute, you know,
maybe even better.

Honey, listen.

There's only a 25% chance
of blindness, so we--

[ Chuckles ]
Right.

You're clever.

What do you think
we can handle?

You and I, together?

What do you think
we can handle?

Honestly?

Anything.

Anything at all.

Now that's good math.

So, what do you think
the chances are
that me and my dad...

actually sat
in these seats
watchin' a game?

Hmm. Let's see.

60,000 seats.

[ Chuckles ]Are you gonna stop me?

Nah. I actually like
watching you do the math.
That's all.

[ Chuckles ]I'm just glad that
the power's back on.

These pills
that I have to take--
they look huge.

They're an extremely
potent antiviral.

As long as you just
don't skip any doses,
you'll be fine.

Yeah. Unless I don't
choke to death.

Um-- That's all.
[ Sighs ]

- I can't get these things open.
- How is your back?

It feels great since you,
you know, magically fixed it.

- Well, it wasn't magic.
- Well, me and you,

we both have different
definitions on that word.

That's true. You think that
microwave ovens are magic.Right?

Mmm. Well--

You know--
Wow. Tell you what.

Cooking a baked potato
in five minutes--
now that's magic.

[ Laughing ]

Just, uh--

Just angry.
A little angry.

Not at you.

Okay.

I just need time.
That's all.

I just need time to kind of...

hang back and find
that inner peace...

before I, you know,
get back out there.

You know what we're talkin'
about here, right?

Yes.

You and me and--

You know, and love.

Happiness and life
and fate.

I don't believe in fate.

But I know what
we're talking about.

[ Sighs ]
I am improving.

- Improving?
- Yes. I'm quite strong.

Yeah. Well, you've always
been strong.

You know the difference between
strength and imperviousness,
right?

No, not if you're gonna
get all scientific on me.

Well, uh--
[ Chuckles ]

a substance that is
impervious to damage
doesn't need to be strong.

Hmm.

When you and I met,
I was an impervious substance.

Now I am a strong substance.

I think I know what you mean.

A time could come when
you aren't angry anymore...

and I'm strong enough to risk...

losing the last
of my imperviousness.

Maybe then
we could try to be together.

I am going
to write down a date.

And guess what that time is.
All right?

I want you
to do the same.Why?

Why? Because when I was a kid,
if I wanted something
really, really bad,

I'd write it down on a piece
of paper, and I'd burn it.
It was like a spell.

It was bound that
my wish would come true.

[ Laughing ]
Why?

Why? Because it was,
well, you know--

You'd burn it,
and it was released
into the universe.

[ Chuckling ]
It's just smoke, Booth.

Particulates
with no special powers.

Fine. Then what do we
have to lose? Go ahead.

Come on.Okay. How does this work?

Well, write down
what you think--

Don't look.

I'm not lookin'.

Okay.We'll burn it, okay?
On three.

Ready?
One, two--Wait. We're going on three?

Just--On three,
or after three?

Bones, just burn it
together, okay?Okay.

One, two, three.

Ah, okay.

I think you were
a little late on that one.No.

No, I think
you humped the gun. Humpedthe gun?

You mean jumpedthe gun.

Oh!

Jumped the gun?
You were lagging.Don't freak out.

I'm not freaking. I just don't
want the house to burn down.It's just a little fire.

I think you were late
coming in with it.

No, I put mine in exactly
on the count of three.

What's that mean?