All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S06E21 - The Signs in the Silence (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

[ Police Radio Chatter ]

[ Officer ]
Hey, you.

Hey.

You okay?

Oh, God.

- [ Gasps ]
- [ Yelling ]

[ Yelling ]

[ Yelling Continues ]

Drop it!

Drop the knife! Drop it!

Drop the weapon!

[ Brennan ]
How about an encyclopedia?
Ooh, or a microscope?

Bones, Angela and Hodgins
are having a baby,
not a graduate student.

I got it. Ha, ha!
Stuffed animal. That's it.

How will that
benefit the child?

Bones, they're having a kid
whose major pastime's gonna be
about pooping his pants.

Okay? Mr. Poo-poo Pants.

Well, in one
of my foster families,
I had a-- a stuffed dog.

And you liked it, right?It frightened me actually.

It was the family pet
for many years
before they had it stuffed.

Oh. We'll forget about the whole
"stuffed animal" thing.

I got it.
We'll get him one
of those mobiles for the crib.

Oh, those are very good
for spatial recognition
and cognitive development.

There. See, that
wasn't so hard, was it?
Hmm? Piece of cake.

Soon I'm going
to be the only one
without a child.

Oh, come on. Please, Bones.
I'll tell you what.

When you get a good look
at that pudgy little baby face,

your hormones
are gonna go wacko.

Right? And before you know it,
bang-- Mama Bones.

That's not
how it happens, Booth.I think that's how it works.

Okay, okay.
Time to go to work.

I need you back
at the lab right now.

Why? Did someone
remove the remains
from a crime scene again?

Oh, that's not good.
You know how cranky
she gets about that.

This particular body--
she's still alive.

Well, if she's still alive,
then why do you need me?

Because it looks like
she killed someone,

and we need
your forensic voodoo...

to tell us who she is
and who her victim might be.

- Why don't we just
question her?
- I would love to, chéri.

But she's a deaf mute.

"Deaf mute" is
a historically derogative term.

I believe
the correct terminology
is "deaf and uncommunicative."

Whatever the song title--
she can't hear,
and she ain't talking.

- [ Device Beeps ]
- [ Woman ] This is outrageous,
Miss Julian.

You can't keep
this child here
without filing charges.

Yes, I can.
I have a court order.

- Is this the girl?
- Yes, and I'm Grace Meacham.

I've been appointed
by Child Protective Services...

to represent
the child's interests
until her family can be found.

And you've made an assumption
of her status as a minor
based on... what?

- Look at her.
- Are you a scientist
or a doctor?

No. I'm an attorney, but--

Then let's agree
that I won't give you
legal opinions...

and you won't pretend
to be a scientist.

Was she covered in blood
when she was found?

Yes. Someone else's blood.
We're trying
to figure out whose.

She also has
particulates on her that
might tell us what happened.

- And she was carrying this?
- [ Caroline ] Yep. She
was waving the knife around,

threatening
the arresting officer.

And we also found
that money on her.

- Looks like a robbery
that went bad.
- Can you sign?

Because we'll need
to communicate with her.

Yes. But as of yet,
she hasn't responded.
And who are you?

Dr. Brennan is the best
forensic anthropologist
in the country.

World. By examining
her skeletal structure
and other markers,

I'll be able to determine age
and other identifiers that
could explain what happened.

I'm sorry. But any medical tests
without Jane Doe's
prior approval...

would be a violation
of her constitutional rights.

Read the order, chérie.
Exigent circumstances.

The judge gave
the Jeffersonian permission...

to do any tests
they deem necessary.

Her clothes
are soaked with at least
one full liter of blood.

That's a Class II hemorrhage.

If her victim
was of average size
and he survived the attack,

he could be dying
of blood loss right now.

Examining her
could potentially
save the victim's life.

Unless you don't feel
that's important.

I had no idea.

Of course you didn't.
You're an attorney.

[ Saroyan ]
Could you let her know...

that I'm going to need
to take blood samples
from her hair and her clothing?

And I'll need to do tests
to determine age and identity...

that could lead us
to the victim.

[ Low Voice ]
I need a sample
of your hair and your clothes...

to find out
where you're from, okay?

[ Yelling ]Security!

[ Alarm Blaring ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Jane Grunting ][ Meacham ]
Will this take much longer?

Dr. Saroyan and I need
any tissue and particulates
that could be from the victim.

- [ Grunts ]
- Just a few more.

Could we take a break now?

Since you
can't get her
to cooperate,

we have no choice
but to continue.

Do you think I'm not trying?

Perhaps she doesn't
understand sign language.

She clearly does.
She's choosing not to help.

Makes her look
pretty guilty, doesn't it?

There is a presumption
of innocence here, Dr. Hodgins.

Child Protective Services
appointed me to protect that.

Assuming that she isa child.

Dental X-rays
could determine age,

but you'd have
to hold her still for those.

I'm very uncomfortable
with this, Dr. Brennan.
She's clearly in distress.

[ Brennan ] Right now you have
to see her as evidence,
Mr. Vaziri.

Nothing more than a composite
of bone and tissue...

that, as yet, have not
yielded any usable clues.

- And you can do that?
Look at her.
- I have no choice, do I?

Not if we hope
to save someone who
might be bleeding out.

Tell her that we need
to do dental X-rays
to establish her age...

and to potentially
locate her family.

- They might know
who the victim is.
- If she has a family.

There are no foster children
reported missing
in the area,

so she probably
has family somewhere.

[ Clears Throat ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

No!

What did you get from her?

Particulates from her
hair and clothing...

that might lead us
to whoever she stabbed.

She looks so young.

Don't get all gushy.
She was caught with
a bloody knife in her hand.

She's somebody's kid,
Hodgins.

So was the person
who she stabbed.

Allegedly stabbed.Really?

I just can't believe
that a little baby...

could grow up
to become... her.

Ange, our kid is not gonna
grow up to be a murderer, okay?

We have no idea what happened
to make her turn out like this.

I know. I'm just
tired of waddling.
I want to hold the baby.

Yeah. Well, soon enough.

I know. Soon enough.
[ Laughs ]

Listen, I--
there's kind of a rush
on this evidence, okay? So--

All right. Okay.
Sure. Yeah. Okay.
Back to work.

Hey, you got anything?

We've been checking all
the hospitals and morgues
for stabbing victims...

within a 50-mile radius
of where Jane Doe was found.

We got nothing.Yeah, well,
I got something.

You know the bloody money
that we found on the girl?

Assuming she stole
from her victim,
this could be good news.

- You're cute when you
try to make me happy.
- Right.

Look at that.
Look at all
the 20-dollar bills.

Okay, and what's that?I don't know
what that is.

We found it in her pocket.
Angela's gonna reconstruct it.

Take a look at the serial
numbers on the bills.

- They're sequential.
Bank robbery?
- No. A.T.M.

A.T.M.'s get sequential
bills from the bank.

If we can trace the number
to the A.T.M., we should
be able to find our victim.

Now you're just
downright handsome.

Open.[ Grunts ]

Open.

I need her
to open her mouth.

If we can't put
the film in her mouth,
we can't take the X-rays.

[ Device Beeps ]I realize that. What do
you want me to do?

Well, tell her that
if she doesn't cooperate,

then I'll have
to call the judge...

and ask him to approve
a general anesthetic.

Dr. Brennan, can I talk
to you for a moment?

I'm very busy.[ Sweets ]
Dr. Brennan.

- Just a moment.
- [ Meacham ] Okay?

Either she opens her mouth
or I call the judge.

[ Sighs ]

[ Low Voice ]
Please help.[ Sweets ] She's disabled,

- restrained by people
she has no reason to trust.
- [ Grunts ]

Being up here on this platform
on display...

makes it much worse, and--

Her feelings are not a priority
right now, Dr. Sweets.

If you knew
the circumstances--No, I do. I reviewed the case.

If you want
that girl to cooperate,
you need to make sure...

that she feels
comfortable and secure.I know what I'm doing.

Do you remember
being in foster care?

I wasn't
a potential murder suspect.

Nevertheless,
you must remember
how you were treated.

How often did they
even bother to learn your name?

Every situation
was way more frightening
than it had to be...

because some supervisor
was in a rush.

Right?

I know I never
wanted to cooperate,
and I'm sure you didn't either.

[ Yells ] She bit me.

She was gagging.
It's-- It's not her fault.

She's terrified.

The dentals
aren't gonna work.

I'd like to try
something else.

[ Brennan ]
This is completely noninvasive.

Please tell Jane
that this will be
a much easier way to exam her.

She just has to slowly move
her hand through there,
up to her elbow.

We'll watch
the image on the screen.
She won't feel a thing.

[ Brennan ]
All right, I just need
to see the epiphysis...

of the distal radius
and ulna.

- [ Jane Grunting ]
- [ Brennan ] You're going
to have to hold her steady.

Steady.[ Meacham ]
Be careful. Be careful with her.

[ Arastoo ]
How much longer?
We can't hold her steady.

[ Grunting
Continues ][ Beeping ]

[ Brennan ]
Okay. We got it.

As you can see,
there's only partial fusion
of the distal radius and ulna.

She's definitely
over 13 years old
but less than 17.

So she isa minor.

I'll let Booth know.

Hey, Bones, no minors
with her description have
been reported missing in D.C.

So she stays anonymous.

It happens, Bones, you know.
It happens.I know. It's just--

I saw a lot of kids like her
when I was in the system.

Kids pulled in
off the street.

None of them
started out bad.

Sorry. I'm being foolish.

No, no. I mean, look,
the day that this gets easy,
we know that we're in trouble.

Any luck tracking
the money from the A.T.M.?

Yeah. It came
from a bodega
in Columbia Heights.

We've been pouring through
all these bank records...

of everyone who used
that A.T.M. since it
was stocked two days ago.

That could be
dozens of people.Dozens?

Try hundreds.[ Cell Phone Rings ]

It's Cam. Booth.

I just finished
testing the blood
from the girl's clothing.

Preliminary D.N.A. shows
that the victim
was a white male.

A white man
in Columbia Heights.

He'd stand out like
an onion in a bean field.

I'll tell you what.
Pull up the images
from the camera on the A.T.M.

[ Man ]
I've got them here.

Okay, look, what I want you
to do is separate out
all the white men.

Cam, did you do
a T-cell test?

Yep. The victim's
in his mid-40s.

[ Booth ]
No. He looks like
a teenager. Thanks.

What about him?
He looks like
he's about 45.

No. The nasolabial lines...

and the depth
of the lateral
orbital lines...

suggest
he's in his 30s.Next.

Then it has
to be him.

Duval Price.
2134 Grand Avenue,
Apartment 6.

The door's splintered.
Looks like a break-in.

Duval Price?

[ Booth ]
Blood.

[ Door Thuds ]

[ Booth ]
Oh, wow.

Hey.

She might be a kid,
but it looks like
she might be a really bad one.

I hope you find her family
because she's gonna need
a good attorney.

If she cooperated, I could
work something out
with the juvenile court.

It just doesn't make any sense.
Why would she kill him and
then take the weapon with her?

Was someone after her?
There must have been
a reason.

She's not gonna
defend herself.

We'll never know
what she was thinking.

Of course. 'Cause motive
isn't important to you.

Just the fact
that she was the one
wielding the knife, right?

No. In this case,
motive is critical,

but she's clearly
keeping it to herself.

So we just give up
and put her away without
knowing all the facts?

Is this
getting testy?

You obviously have
a very low opinion
of me, Dr. Sweets.

Let's just all take
a deep breath here.

I believe there are facts
we have overlooked...

that could give us her motive,
whether she chooses
to tell it to us or not,

and I intend to find them.

Oh.

You got a little egg
on your face there.

[ Brennan ]
Duval Price's door
was oak, two inches thick.

Do any of us believe
that Jane Doe could
have broken down that door,

splintering the wood,
without harming herself?

And why would she target a man
who's twice her size?

Dr. Brennan.

Sorry.

I'm not as cold
as everyone assumes, Dr. Sweets.

Hey, we know that.

- Are we good now?
- [ Laughs ]

You said that Jane was signing
during your interrogation?

Yeah. Why?And the interrogation
was recorded?

- Of course.
- [ Sweets ]
Why?

[ Sweets ]
Where's she going?

Stop. Run it back.

She's saying,
"I need to go to the bathroom."

Well, why are her
bathroom habits important?

They aren't,
but the way she signs is.

Can you determine the rate
at which she signs?

The words per minute?Yeah. Sure.

Now run her signing
on a loop.

Notice the height
of her hands.

That forehead level
citation form...

indicates someone
from a rural area.

- This is like a dialect?
- It's exactly like a dialect.

This is why you wanted me
to get the videos from
the linguistics department.

If we can match her dialect,
we can find out
where she's from.

I can do a kinetic
cross scan with the videos.

Close, but doesn't
quite match.

This is the one.

This is the closest.

The rural dialect
from southern Pennsylvania.

Oh, my God.Yes, it's very exciting.

[ Exhales ]
No, just-- Hang on.

Ohh!

This isn't about
the dialect, is it?No. No.

Oh, my God.
Are you in labor?I mean, I can't be.

I have, like,
another month.

I should tell Hodgins.No, no. Hold on.
He-He's working, and--

I'm-- I'm fine now.

You know what?
You-You go tell Booth
what we found.

Are you sure?Yeah. Absolutely.

Okay.

All right, kid, just let me
finish this reconstruction,
and I'm all yours.

[ Deep Breath ]

Bones said the girl
was from southern Pennsylvania,

probably a small town.

What's that?Oh, that's the paper
from Jane Doe's pocket.

Angela reconstructed it.

Bus 122?

Well, the only bus,
okay?

Bus 122 from southern
Pennsylvania to D.C.,
right?

From a small town
called Cross Roads,
Pennsylvania.

Nice work, cher.
Very squinty.

Plus, I got more.
Turns out that the paper
is a receipt.

No store name?Just what was purchased.

Is that code?Code? Come on.

That's "one-inch round-head
sheet metal screws."

That's "four-inch
course-thread wood screws."

I know my hardware.
That is from a hardware store.

Probably not a lot
of hardware stores
in Cross Roads, Pennsylvania.

- Just one.
- I like it.

Hi. Can I help you
find anything?

Well, I hope so.
F.B.I. Special Agent
Seeley Booth.

Hi. I'm Mike Shenfield.
This is my wife, Denise.
Is there something wrong?

You know this girl?

[ Gasps ]
Oh, my God.
That's her.

That's Amy.
That's our daughter.

Your daughter
is 15 years old.

Why didn't you
report her missing?

We-- She ran away before.

She always came back.
We-- We just didn't
know what to do anymore.

I don't understand.[ Denise ]
We couldn't handle her.

She would kick me
and fight.

[ Mike ]
We just thought
she was frustrated--

being born deaf
and all that.

Why didn't you
get her any help?
There's always Social Services.

There were waiting lists.
We couldn't afford
private help.

Are you sure it was Amy
that killed that man?Yeah, we're sure.

Guy by the name of Duval Price.
You know him?

Duval? No. We don't know
anyone in D.C.

We thought
she would come back.

She always came back
and said she was sorry.

She always said
she was sorry.

Where is she now?
Can we see her?

Yeah. Of course you can.

The door is way too thick
for someone Jane Doe's size
to break open.

Arastoo said that she
would have suffered severe
bruising and broken bones--

neither of which
were evident.So Dr. B. was right.

She usually is.Well, that explains
the fibers that I found...

from the splinters
on the door.

None of them matches
what Jane Doe was wearing.

She didn't break down
the door.

Maybe the door
was already broken
or broken afterward.

How can you tell
when a door
was smashed open?

I don't know. There's gotta
be a way though, right?

I'm really impressed
that you are
staying focused...

with everything
that's happening
with you and Angela.

People have kids
all the time.

No, I meant
what happened today.

What?

- What happened today?
- Nothing.

Just a little contraction.

Dr. Brennan told me.
I assumed you...

knew.

What happened today?Huh? What?

Cam said you had
some contractions.Oh, nice.

I-I-I told everyone
not to worry you.

They were just
Braxton Hicks contractions.

I'm-- I'm fine.

You can count on me, okay?
We both went through
the birthing classes.

- I can handle it.
- I know. I know. I--

You sure you're okay?

[ Chuckles ]
Yeah. Yeah.

I mean, other than feeling
like the Hindenburg,
I'm-- I'm peachy.

But you're gonna
tell me next time,

'cause I don't
wanna hear secondhand
that your water broke.

Promise.Yeah.

Water. That's it.

What?

Water. Humidity.

Honey, now I'm
feeling left out.

The moisture content
in the splintered wood
from the door...

would increase
as it's exposed
to the humidity in the air.

Obviously that's, um--
that's a really good thing.

I should be able to establish
baseline moisture content
in the door...

and compare it to
the current content to determine
when the door was smashed in.

Babe, you're a genius.Okay.

And if you need me,
just yell.

Cam, I got it!
The moisture content!

You wanted to see me?This X-ray--
look at it.

Am I looking
for anything in particular?

If you look
for something in particular,

you run the risk
of missing something
you weren't looking for.

- Right. I just thought--
- You're wasting time,
Mr. Vaziri.

This case is becoming
personal to you, isn't it?

Becoming?

You normally put a premium
on keeping your distance,
but in this case you've been--

Objectivity allows us
to make unclouded assessments.

I'm sorry if you think
that means I don't care.

I didn't mean that.Of course you did.

I assure you if I knew
how to convey how I feel,
I would.

It seems to make
other people's lives
much easier.

Look at her distal humerus.

Is that a thickening
in the bone?

Yes. It reveals a remodeled
subacute metaphyseal fracture.

A bucket-handle injury.

One of the signs
of child abuse.

[ Brennan ]
I need a full set
of X-rays, Amy.

But in order to get them,
I need you to cooperate
this time.

I know
what you've been through.

I know
you've been abused.

It was clear
in the X-ray of your arm.

[ Meacham ]
No one will believe me.

Nobody ever believed me.

I know how it feels
not to trust anyone.

People lie.

But bones always
tell the truth.

Your X-rays will tell us
exactly what happened to you.

No one can dispute that.

No one can say
you're lying.

[ Saroyan ]
So it's true?

It's worse
than you can imagine.

Extensive remodeled
rib fractures,

subperiosteal
new bone formations...

to both her femurs
and her left humerus,

linear skull fractures,
all with different
levels of remodeling.

This girl was used
as a punching bag.

We're talking about years
of systematic abuse.

It's no wonder
she didn't trust us.

And why she didn't want us
to contact her parents.

- [ Brennan ] Where's Caroline?
- It takes time to get
a court order, okay, Bones?

According to the injuries,
they started beating her
when she was about three.

No wonder she ran away
from home. Look at this guy.
He's getting impatient.

They can't see her, Booth.Look, don't worry.
I'll handle it. They're not--

- Excuse me. What's the problem?
We wanna see our daughter.
- [ Booth ] No problem.

Why? Are you worried
about what she might say if you
don't get to her soon enough?

What? Who's this?This here is my partner.

Dr. Temperance Brennan
from the Jeffersonian.

[ Booth ]
Let's go have a cup of coffee.Here are your X-rays back.

Mr. Shenfield,
this is a court order...

preventing you and your wife
from seeing Amy.

What?I'm Grace Meacham,

your daughter's guardian,
from Child Protective
Services.

A guardian?
Amy doesn't need a guardian.

You've been beating her
since she was a little girl.

- My God.
We never even touched her.
- She's lying. She lies.

- No. These don't lie.
- They certainly
convinced a judge.

What did you use here,
a bat or maybe
a broom handle?

What about this one,
just your fists?

- I'm getting a lawyer.
- That's probably the best thing
you can do right now.

Why did you do it?
Because she couldn't hear?

She had Waardenburg syndrome.
You had to know that.

It's right here
in the X-rays.

All right, Bones, it's over.
They can't touch her now.

No. You can't do this.Actually, we can.

It's one
of the good things we can do.
Can you get them out of here?

She was born
with Waardenburg syndrome.
It's genetic.

One of her parents
has to have it.
Why didn't they understand?

Look, not all parents
deserve kids, all right?

Wait.

Oh, my God.What?

God, what? Now what? Bones.

What the hell
are you doing?Get your hands off--

Get off![ Booth ]
Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Don't touch her.

Booth, they don't have
dystopia canthorum...

or high nasal roots.

- Is that good or bad?
- They aren't Amy's parents.

Amy is not their daughter.

This is the copy
of the birth certificate
you were using. It's fake.

Amy is ours.Don't say anything, Denise.

Dr. Brennan has determined
that the abuse started
at age three,

which means
she was safe until then.

How did she wind up
living with you?

Who's Duval Price?

He's not just
some random person.

Come on.
We're gonna find out.

- What, did you pimp her out?
- No. We would never do
something like that.

Whatever happened to that guy,
it was her doing.

She ran away.
She killed him for his money.She was troubled.

We tried everything.
We loved her.

Loved her?
Loved her by beating her?

Agent Booth, please.
I understand.

- You understand what, Sweets?
- Amy is disabled. They
devoted their lives to her.

Every now and then
you lost your patience.
It happens, right?

- What are you, crazy?
- They fed her and clothed her.
They even taught her to sign.

- Sweets--
- He's right.
We were good to her.

- Denise, you need to shut up.
- Why? We just wanted her
to mind.

She would never
have a normal life
if she didn't mind.

- And that was her fault?
- They tried, Agent Booth.

They tried.

I know that.

And I'm sure now you don't
want anything to happen to Amy.

- Of course not.
- Denise--

Her life could be ruined
if you don't help us.

Just tell us what happened.
I mean, you said you loved her.

- I do.
- I said shut up!

[ Yells ]

[ Denise Crying ]

Mr. Vaziri found a nick
on the inside
of the manubrium.

It seems likely
that the weapon went through
the fourth intercostal spaces...

and penetrated so deeply
that it nicked the inside
of his manubrium.

But if he was
stabbed in the back,
that mark makes no sense.

It's too high.

Her bloody fingerprints
clearly show...

that she was holding
the knife this way.

Holding it like this?

There's no way
she could have made
the nick on the manubrium.

Unless she did not
sneak up behind him.

Okay, I still
don't understand.They were face-to-face.

Duval Price
knocks her down.

He landed on top of her.

Mr. Vaziri.

- This is very awkward.
- Mr. Vaziri,
this is part of your job.

- Then I would like to quit
this part of the job.
- Don't move.

All right,
she stabbed him like this.

- So it wasn't murder?
- No.

Amy was just trying
to defend herself.

Can I get up now?

Yes. Of course.

The door to his apartment
was made of painted,
kiln-dried oak...

which contained
9.4% moisture.

Now, on the night
Duval Price was killed,

it was 65 degrees
with an 86% relative humidity.

It was just about to rain.

So, when the door broke,
the splinters swelled--

kind of like
my pregnant feet.That's right.

The moisture
in the exposed wood, right?
It was 37.4%,

meaning that the splinters
had been exposed
to the humidity...

since about 2:00 a.m.

Well, Cam put
Price's time of death
at about midnight.

Which means that the door
was broken open...

almost two hours after
Duval Price was killed.

So someone else knocked it down,

saw Price dead
and just left him there.

Yeah. My guess--
someone that knew Amy
was being held there.

Lucky for us,
he left behind fibers from
a PriceCo flannel shirt.

No way. My genius.

Ohh! Oh!Oh, God.

Oh, don't worry. It's nothing.
It's nothing. Ohh!

Okay, that is
definitely something.

Oh, my God.
Oh, God! Okay.

Baby! Oh, okay. Baby!
Okay, okay. Baby!

According
to the birthing class,

that is so not how
you're supposed to
react right now.

Right. Right.
Uh, I should-- I should--

- Get the car!
- Get the car. Okay.

I'm gonna
get the car.Yeah.

Yeah. Good idea.Keys. Oh, I need keys.

Where are my keys?
Where the hell
are my keys?

Don't look at me
like that, babe.
I know what I'm doing, okay?

I'm gonna--
I'm gonna get the keys.

I'm totally
and completely calm.
Where the hell are my keys?

Oh, wow. Men are
so not made for this.

Honey, the keys, hon.
Do you have 'em, babe?

Do you have keys?
Okay, I'm gonna find them.

So, where are we?

The forensic techs,
they went through
Price's apartment.

Right by the phone, guess
what they found-- a notepad
that says 122 and 11:55.

That's the number
of the bus she took
and the time it arrived in D.C.

So I check his phone records.
Guess who called him...

an hour after he left
Cross Roads, PA.

Mike Shenfield.That's right.

I hope he squirms.
I like it when they squirm.

[ Brennan ]
We know what happened, Amy.
You couldn't bear it anymore.

No one believed you,

so you ran away.

[ Booth ]
We found this photo
in Price's apartment.

You actually saw Amy
take a bus to D.C.,

and you couldn't risk
her telling anybody
what you did to her.

So you called
your friend.

[ Brennan ]
Duval Price followed you
when you got off the bus.

He grabbed you and he took you
back to his apartment.

He said that your father
was going to come
and get you.

He was going
to tie me up.

He was going
to hit me.

You got there
as soon as you could,
but there was no answer.

So what do you do?
You break down his door.

When you realized
what happened,

you left your friend lying
in the pool of his own blood,
and you ran.

We have fibers
we can match
to your clothes.

This wasn't Amy's fault.
You had him kidnap her.

I tried to get away.

I took the knife
off the counter
just to scare him.

He grabbed me,
and we fell.

He raised his hand
to hit me.

He was going
to hit me.

You were protecting
yourself, Amy.

[ Meacham ]
But I killed a man.

But I killed a man.

Sorry.

It's your fault
that Duval Price is dead.

I'll tell you what.
You know what?

You can still do
something decent here.

You tell me
where you took Amy from.

Fine.

The only satisfaction I get
is knowing what happens
to people in prison...

who abuse kids.

[ Sighs ]

They aren't
your parents, Amy.

We believe
you were kidnapped
when you were about three.

Before you
were with them,
no one hurt you.

[ Meacham ]
So, who am I?

I don't know.

But I will find out.

We will find out--
together.

The Missing Persons Database
can't be much help...

if we don't know
where you were born or grew up.

I don't know.
I don't remember
anything before them.

Yeah, it's tough.
I know. I know.

Especially since
you've had so many
difficult years.

It took me a long time
to be able to remember
when I was young...

because I didn't trust
the happy memories.

I couldn't believe them.

Not with the life
I was living in foster homes.

How did you remember?

Some images just...
wouldn't go away.

I would close my eyes at night
and I'd see a woman,

um, my mother,

with me in her lap.

We were having a picnic
on the beach.

She was cutting me
a big piece of chocolate cake,

and we were laughing.

Uh, remembering
moments like those...

can make a difficult
situation worse...

if you think you can never
be happy like that again.

But if you see a chance,

give yourself hope.

You can allow
yourself to believe
that those moments are real.

[ Meacham ]
A bunny. I remember
a little stuffed bunny.

I slept with it
all the time.

Okay. Uh, anything else?

Do you remember
where you played,
what it looked like?

A tree? If we can locate
where you lived--

[ Meacham ]
I don't remember
anything else.

Just my bunny.
That's all.

This might seem like
a strange request,

but I would like
permission to have
one of your wisdom teeth pulled.

When you were an infant,

your permanent teeth
were developing
deep in your jawbone,

accumulating specific isotopes
from the environment
where you lived.

Her tooth can tell you
where she grew up?

Absolutely.

Yeah![ Meacham ]
Yes.

- Yeah!
- Thank you. Yes.

[ Amy ]Yeah.

♪♪ [ Woman Vocalizing ]

♪ Unknown ♪

♪ Talk to unknown ♪

♪ Ever ♪

♪ Lasts forever ♪

♪ Still it's a sharp shock ♪

♪ To your soft side ♪

♪ Summer moon ♪

♪ Catch your shut-eye ♪

♪ In your room ♪

♪ In my room ♪

♪ In your room ♪

♪ In my room ♪

♪♪ [ Vocalizing ]

♪♪ [ Vocalizing Continues ][ No Audible Dialogue ]

Okay. Okay, thanks
for letting us know. Bye.[ Cell Phone Beeps ]

They located Amy's real parents.
They're on a plane
out here right now.

Oh, that's fantastic.Yeah.

God, I'm
so embarrassed.

Did you see the way
they looked at me
at the hospital?

They were looking at me.
I was crazy.

- Yeah, you did
flip out a little.
- Oh, my God.

I'm telling you,
this is why nature
invented false labor.

Parents need a dry run.

So next time you're
not gonna tell the nurse
to boil water then.

I can't believe I said that.
I've clearly watched
too many westerns.

No, next time--
next time, I will be fine.

I'll be your rock.

I brought this on myself.
I just can't wait.

Neither can I.

Come on.
Let's get something to eat.

[ Sighs ]

Babe, I am so big
I could apply for statehood.

I don't think
I can get out of here.Well, I'll help you.

Well, can't we get
a bigger car?

- This is a classic.
- There are big classics,
you know.

- Look at me.
- Anything you want.

Maybe I'll just stay in here
until I actually go into labor.Come on.

Come on. Ready?Yeah.

One, two, three.

Oh, my God.
You are so--

beautiful.

[ Chuckles ]
Nice save.

You're unbelievable.
You really are.

Her real name
is Samantha.

They look so happy.

[ Booth ]
Yeah.

[ Meacham ]
Do I look nice?
Will they like me?

You look beautiful.

[ Man ]
Excuse me.

We're the Winslows.

Oh, my God.
[ Laughs ]

Hi. Samantha.

We never gave up,
sweetheart.

Do you remember?

[ Brennan ]
By the way,
I think you're right.

We should get
a stuffed animal
for Angela and Hodgins's baby.

A bunny.

[ Laughs ]
A stuffed bunny
would be nice.

Right?

I heard you slugged
Mike Shenfield.

That must have been
very satisfying.
He certainly deserved it.

Yeah, maybe, but--

I lost control.

Lost control, and I don't
take any pride in that.

He kidnapped
and abused her.It doesn't matter, Bones.

Okay. I didn't mean
to upset you.

I just--

You know, when I grew up,
I had a father--

[ Sighs ]
Never mind.

He-- He hit you.
I know.

But it's not
the same, Booth.

I-- I gotta do better,
you know.

I-- I have a son of my own.

And, look, I just--

I don't want him to ever see
that side of me, ever.

Your son
is very lucky, Booth.

You have to know that.

Yeah.

But I just-- I want it
to be about more than luck.
That's all.

What's that mean?