All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S07E03 - The Prince in the Plastic (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

[ Man ]
Hey, how 'bout this old stove?

It's mid-century.

Little bit of T.L.C.,
we could sell this
for about a grand.

How can you be
so damn cheerful?

We used to go
on buying trips
to Paris for antiques.

The economy sucks.

You wanna hold on
to the store, don't you?

Ooh! Look at this old frame.

This is faux 17th century
from the '30s.

Restored,
we could get over 2,000.

See? Who needs Paris, huh?

Oh! Look at these old photos.

Oh, they go back
generations.
This one's a tintype.

[ Loud Clattering ]

[ Woman Screams ]

What the hell is that?

Maybe another
couple of grand.

[ Groans ]

[ Both Screaming ]

Oh, no.
Sweets carrying a gun--
okay, now that's a bad idea.

Why? I'm out in the field
with you a lot lately.

I should be certified
to carry a gun.

I have a gun.See?

Really? Did you really
have to bring that up?What?

This way,
I'll have your back,
Agent Booth.

I appreciate that, Sweets.
I really do.

But you're a shrink.

Shrinks have couches,
not guns.

- I have a couch,
and I'm not a shrink.
- Really? You're not helping.

- What?
- Look, I don't need to ask
your permission, all right?

I'm gonna get certified
to carry a weapon.

I don't wanna talk
about it anymore.Ho, ho. No.

We definitely have to talk
about this, Mr. Shrinky.

How about we talk about
your living arrangement
instead?

Have you two decided on a house,
or are you still
arguing about it?

[ Chuckling ]
I know what you're doin'.

I'm not goin' down
that road with you.
I'm not gonna play that game.

We're still arguing about it.
I want at least
an acre of land.

And he wants something
called a man cave.Wait. Really? Really?

What?You really wanna
get him involved?

He asked a question.Just tell him it's crazy
for him to carry a gun.

But it is not.Thank you.

At the very least,
he could draw fire away
from you and get shot himself,

which would reduce
the likelihood of me
becoming a single parent.

Wait, wait.
We don't have to go
through every eventuality.

You're not getting a gun.It's a possibility.

- Then I'll make sure
you don't get a man cave.
- You're not gonna get a gun.

Well, then you won't
get a man cave.

The remains were discovered
early this morning
at a trash dump,

which pretty much
points to murder.

The sunlight must've
fused the outer layer
of polyethylene.

It created
a sealed environment...

which retained the heat
and moisture inside.

In those conditions,
liquefaction this advanced
would take about two weeks.

- [ Air Whooshing ]
- W-W-Why...
with the air compressor?

It will pressurize the interior
while we drain
the liquid remains.

Oh. Very clever.

Okay. Are we ready?

[ Bubbling ]

This is revolting,
but kinda fun.

[ Saroyan ]
Okay. Here we go.

The victim's female.

Cranial sutures indicate
that she was in her 30s.

Hold on. It seems...

we might have
a double homicide.

It's Prince Charmington.

Excuse me?[ Saroyan ]
Prince Charmington.

You didn't have one?
Every girl did.

I had the whole
Charmington kingdom
set up in my closet.

I used to play
in there for hours,

dreaming of what
my royal life would be
when I grew up.

This is so sad.

A small,
insentient plastic humanoid...

should not make you sad,
Ms. Wick.But it does.

And as God as my witness,

whoever did this
to Prince Charmington
and his friend is going to pay.

[ Hodgins ]
No bugs or larvae,

but that's something
I'll just have to live with.

Ooh.

I do, however,

have some muscle tissue
for the lady.

Ah! Looks like a lung.

Because no one goes
home empty-handed,

a few bits of bone
for the young miss.

Oh. Phalanx,

lunate, patella and this one--

Oh! It's the socket...

from the late
Prince Charmington's
royal patella.

Did you hear Sweets is trying
to get certified to carry a gun?

A gun? Our Sweets?

Lancelot is the kindest,
most decent man I've ever known.

Why shouldn't he carry a piece?

Do you have X-rays
to show us, Ms. Wick?

Yes, indeedy.

They're remodeled perimortem
and postmortem injuries.

I found compound fractures
to the victim's seventh
thoracic vertebrae,

the spine of the right scapula,

the posterior aspect
of the right humerus...

and the anterior aspect
of the left ulna.

All sustained at time of death.

So she was beaten.Severely.

Struck at least four times.

Well, one of those blows
collapsed the lungs,

making cause of death
suffocation.

There's another set
of injuries--

impact fractures
of the patellas,

femoral necks bilaterally,

pelvis and most of the ribs.

Remodeling indicates
they were all sustained
when she was quite young.

Child abuse?Could be.

Lance says, often,
someone who was the victim
of childhood abuse...

will seek out
the same treatment
as an adult.

Sad. But it makes sense.

I know. Lance is so smart.

And soon he'll be able
to shoot people.

[ Device Beeps ]Hey.

So there are traces of skin
on the inner layer
of plastic...

that came into contact
with the body,

which gave us these.

Three finger pads
and part of a palm.

Very impressive, Angela.

The prints match
the D.M.V. records
for Debra Cortez.

Reported missing by her brother
two weeks ago.

Can you think of anyone
who wanted to harm your sister,
Mr. Cortez?

Me? No. Uh--

She was a shy person.
She kept things
pretty much to herself.

- Okay, that makes sense.
- What do you mean?

Well, we discovered evidence
that your sister may have
been abused as a child.

My sister? No way.
What evidence?

When she was little,
there was a lot of broken bones.

That was from the accident,
not abuse.

Debbie and our parents
were on a small plane.

Half hour in,
they hit a downdraft.

Debbie was the only survivor.

She was nine years old.

She wound up spending
over a year in the hospital.

Right. Says, uh,

she was a creative exec
at Dillio Toys.

She was a big deal there.

I see that you
worked there too.

Not many siblings
get to work together
at the same company.

Debbie got me
a night-security gig there.

I quit after a month.

My sister was
one of the top execs.

It was a little humiliating
to be the rent-a-cop.

Right.
And where do you work now?

[ Scoffs ]
Still trying to find
the right thing.

Mm-hmm.

[ Brennan ]
I was examining
the perimortem injuries...

when I came across
these colles fractures
to the distal ends of the radii.

So she fell,
andshe was beaten.

She was probably
running away from someone.

I'll scan the bones
and run a simulation...

and see what kind of weapon
might've been used.

Thank you.

You-- Did you have a--

a Prince Charmington doll
when you were a girl?

Everybody had one.

I used to dress mine
like Sid Vicious Charmington.

What was your favorite toy?

Toys would've been
a distraction for me.

Without them, I was able
to concentrate on science.

Well, playing is just
as important as science.

I'm sure there's some kind
of anthropological B.S....

to back me up.

Play has been shown
to be important...

in establishing societal
and cultural connections.

So, let's see you do it.

What, now? With that?

Honey, pretty soon you're gonna
have a baby of your own,

and she's gonna want
to play with you.

So, this is good practice.

Sure.

[ Imitating Royal Accent ]
Hark, subjects.

I am Prince Charmington.

My arm and leg
have been torn
asunder from my body.

Although
the cervical portion
of my spine is intact,

if I had a functioning
respiratory system,

my lungs would be filled
with liquefied human tissue.

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.
Ha, ha, ha.

[ Laughing ]

[ Chuckles, Sighs ]

Debbie's first big success
was the Bouncing Bears.

Bouncing Bears?
Parker loves those.[ Laughs ]

Oh, they're
still huge sellers--

just like every idea
Debbie ever had.

What do they do?

They bounce.
They're the Bouncing Bears.

Well, that's it?
W-W-What's the bear part?

Their face.
And their tummies
are fuzzy. Bears.

- Oh, kids love
to play with bears.
- They shouldn't.

Do you have any idea
how many fatal bear maulings...

occur in North America
every year?

You're not gonna talk
to the baby like that?

Well, I'm certainly not
going to encourage her
to play with bears.

Okay, no bears.
Bears are out.

[ Brennan ] What is this?[ Woman ]
This is the Imaginarium.

And this is where
we test the toys.

Well, kids seem
to love those.

Those are Love Mutts.

They're stuffed dogs,
rescued from fictional pounds.

They have interchangeable heads
so you can make any combination
imaginable.

I made a bulldoodle![ Children Laugh ]

[ Brennan ]
I like the Love Mutts.

Although crude and inaccurate,
this toy could demonstrate...

recessive and dominant genes
through breeding.What?

We were concentrating more
on fun.

Fun.And the way they're testing,

it's on track
to be Debbie's third
massive hit in a row.

That really lights a fire
under the other V.P.'s.

Oh, really.
Anyone in particular?

Um, well,

probably Lawrence.

He's had a bit
of a dry spell lately.
That's him right there.

Okay, that's not
how you're supposed
to play with that.

Prince Charmington
is a girls' toy!

Yeah, but this is
the new Prince Charmington,
and he has a magic cape.

So that's--
Okay, you know what?

We're not--
We're not throwing--
All right. Hey!

All right.
You know, listen, okay?

This is all a good time--
All right.

- [ Child ] Bye!
- [ Child #2 ]
Bye, you big baby!

Oh, hey.
Um, can you believe
those little bastards?

I'd like to...
ring their scrawny necks.

- Lawrence,
just take a deep breath.
- Save it.

I don't need another
lecture on how much
I could learn from Debbie.

- Lawrence--
- No. She's not even
here today, Bianca.

I am.That ought
to count for something.

Excuse me. F.B.I.
I think we need
to have a chat.

- What? Why?
- Because we think
you might be a murderer.

[ Booth ]
Right.

By the way,
you have a tiny sword
in your hair.

Oh, yeah. Oh. Yeah.
Did I get it?

- [ Together ] No.
- It's really stuck
in there though.

It's right there.No.
[ Mutters ]

No.You can't find it?
It's right there.

[ Lawrence ]
You think
I killed Debbie?

[ Brennan ]
Well, you've already
admitted your desire...

to strangle children,
so you're a reasonable suspect.

I was stressed.

All I wanna do
is work on new concepts,

but they always
went to Debbie for that.

Perhaps now that she's dead,
you'll be able to do
what you want.

Uh, I didn't like
the way that sounded.

I did.Thanks, Booth.

Mm-hmm.O-Okay, look.

Fine. I was jealous of Debbie,

but I am notthe guy
you should be questioning.

She'd been calling in "sick"
a lot lately.

Then I started to notice
other little things,

like, uh, her whispering
into the phone...

when she thought
nobody was looking.

Or texting during meetings.You think
she was seeing someone?

And it was
affecting her work.

You know, not that--
Not that Bianca cared.

Hmm. Who do you think
she was seeing?

[ Stammers ]
No idea.

I mean, like I said,
she was very secretive.

A-And now she's gone,
so that's-that's fishy, right?

Where were you
the night she disappeared?

I-I-I was home, watching TV.
The Skins were the night game.

Right. It was
a good game.Yeah, right?

Anyone with you?

No. Nobody.

My, uh, wife and kids were
in Florida with their in-laws.

But look, I would never
hurt Debbie, I swear.

Sure. Okay.

You just stay close.
You understand, Larry?

[ Clears Throat ]
Uh, Booth, I'm not sure
that I can--

Oh, well, I'll just--get up from this.

[ Grunts ] I gotcha.
It's the chairs.Okay.

Stay close.I'm up.

There's a small piece
of metal embedded
in this vertebra.

Dr. Saroyan would like you
to I.D. it and swab
for particulates.

Okay. If you put it on my desk,
I should be done here...

shortly.

Whoa!

The prince's leg.Yep.

Well, it's only fitting that
the king of the lab should
make the prince whole again.

May I have it?No. Not yet.

The prince's leg is burned.

Burned?

First drawn and quartered,
and then burned?

What kind of an animal
could do such a thing?

Crusting around
the edges indicates
it's a chemical burn.

Amount of oxidation
says it happened
approximately two weeks ago.

That coincides with the time
the prince was killed.

And the victim.Yes.

They were murdered
at the same time.

Something fused to the burn.

Trace amounts of linear
low-density polyethylene.

The plastic wrap.Okay, yeah.
Very good, Ms. Wick.

Now if you will excuse me,

I'm going to find out
what burned through
the plastic...

and singed
Prince Charmington,

and that might help us
figure out how they died.

You truly are
the king of the lab.

Milady.Milord.

[ Sighs ]

What is all of this?

Hey, uh, this is a--
a walking toy for Michael.

It encourages babies
to take their first steps.

It's really cute,
and it was on sale.

Let me know how you like it.
Perhaps I'll get one someday.

This is gonna be
kinda cool, huh?

- Us raising our kids
at the same time?
- Yes.

And since my daughter
will be younger,

I can learn
from your inevitable mistakes.

Thank you, honey.

Okay, so, do you think
that this part is A3?

Or is this A3?

Oh, I think this is.

Why are the instructions
in Chinese?

Oh, that's
just the diagrams.

This side is English.

"Insert to parts,
for assemble which toy
can have immediately."

Oh, my God. Okay.

Um, you know what?
I need a break from this.

Did you finish the bone scan?

Yes. Yes. Let me--
Let me show you.

So we've already
established that
the victim...

was facedown
on the concrete
when she was struck.

Causing
the compound fractures...

to the T7, scapula,
humerus and ulna.

It's a lot of blows.
Someone was really pissed.

On the contrary.

See how the damage
is all limited to one area?

If this were rage,
why were the head and legs...

left untouched?Right. Yeah.

This is too precise
for rage.

[ Exhales ]
Makes it even creepier.

Extend the victim's right arm
above her head...

and the left arm at her side.

- Just as I thought.
- The breaks line up exactly.

The injuries were all caused
by one huge crushing blow.

But what weapon is that big?

I have no idea who could
even lift a weapon that large.

Fee-fi-fo-fum.

I just wanted
to thank you again
for allowing me in the field.

Right. Okay.
Bones couldn't make it.

I needed a squint,
so don't read
anything into it.

Of course.Right? Exactly.

But, you know, after today,

I will have been field-tested,
and Lance is getting a gun,

which means that someday,
you and Dr. Brennan...

and Lance and me
can be in the field together.

It'll be like
a murdery double date.No, it won't.

I'm gonna be
really clear on this, okay?

You are not to open up
your mouth unless
it's relevant to the case.

Roger that.

But I just have to mention
how disappointed I am...

that you aren't more supportive
of Lance getting a gun.

I just thought
you were a better friend.

Seriously?

Right.

[ Chuckles ]

According to Security,
Debbie's access card was
last used in our prototype lab.

It's right up here.You don't have to direct
anything toward me.

I'm not allowed
to speak.

[ Clears Throat ]Oh.

This is where we
develop the prototypes
for new products.

This is where
Prince Charmington...

and Little Miss Twinkle
Starlight were born.

And I'm gonna need each of you
to sign a nondisclosure form
before we enter.

I can't do that.
I'm with the F.B.I.
What we dois disclose.

Well, then I can't
allow you to stay here.

Well, we can always
shut the building down...

while we wait for a warrant,
if that's what you'd prefer.

I'm sure the press
would love a story
like that.

Fine.

That was relevant,
wasn't it?I cop, you squint.

Oh, then, permission
to squint, Agent Booth.Squint away.

Look at all the plastic wrap,
Agent Booth.

Yeah?

This could be
the same type of plastic
the body was wrapped in.

I'll have Hodgins I.D. it.

Uh, this door looks like
it's been broken into.

Is this door on any kind
of an alarm system?

No. Security told us
that no one could
break in this way.

[ Booth ]
It looks like it weighs
about a half ton.

If this door came down
on the victim,

it would've caused
the fracturing that we saw
and collapsed her lungs.

- Agent Booth.
- Wow. Look at that.

Blood.

This is where Debbie Cortez
was murdered.

Agent Lance Sweets, F.B.I.!
Hands where I can see 'em!

I said hands!

[ Shells Clattering
On Floor ]

[ Squeals ]Daisy, what are you
doing here?

I'm here for luck and support.

And a kiss.

And to give your tush
a little squeeze.

No. Daisy, come on.

I can't have any distractions.
My test is tomorrow.

Sorry. I won't say a thing.

It's just,
seeing you with a gun,

I know it's wrong,
but it makes me all--
[ Growls ]

Daisy, Come on.Right.

Concentrate. Shoot.

[ Giggles ]

Come on!

Damn it!

I haven't missed all day.

Lancelot.

Look at the man
on that target.

He's trying to hurt me,
Lance.

You don't want him
to hurt me, do you?

You will not hurt Daisy.

Oh, God.

I wish I didn't have
any clothes on
right now.

What?

[ Hodgins ]
I have something for you.

The shard found
in the crushed vertebra,

it's an alloy--
73% aluminum
and 27% steel.

It is the same metal
as the strip on the bottom
of the loading dock door.

[ Saroyan ]
So we have
our murder weapon.

Someone slammed the door
down on Debbie.Yeah.

This is what Booth saw.

It shows us how someone
broke into the warehouse.

It's just torn metal.Yes, but look what tore it.

They had a zillion-dollar
security system,

and someone popped the door
with a cheapo car jack.

Now this is where the notch
on the lifting arm...

is supposed
to accept the hard point
from a car's suspension.

Okay? But the door material
is much softer than the jack,
and so it tore.

Then Debbie must
have been in the workshop
when the killer broke in.

It's someone
who knew the value
of those prototypes.

So maybe she was
just in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

[ Device Beeps ]

I heard you were helpful
at the murder scene, Ms. Wick.

You did?
What did Agent Booth say?

That you were helpful
at the murder scene.

Wait. Are you doing
an autopsy on a doll?

Yes, but hear me out.

I strongly believe
that careful examination
of the prince's remains...

will provide vital evidence.

You have one minute
of my attention.
Use it wisely.

Note where the femoral head
meets the acetabulum.

Well, the doll would need
some sort of attachment
to hold the limbs in place.

The prince
was hand-assembled.

A worker would thread
a rubber band
through the torso.

Oh. The band would
serve as a substitute
for the iliofemoral,

pubofemoral and ischiofemoral
ligament attachments.

Exactly.

The ligaments were severed
as the limbs were pulled apart.

It was a struggle.

The evil killer
grabbed Prince Charmington.

Our victim said no!
A struggle ensued.

Ending with the head
of the prince's femur
being torn from the acetabulum.

Why would anyone fight
over a toy?

Judging from the construction,

this prince is from
the original Charmington run.

1967.

He's worth over $10,000.

That would certainly give us
motive for murder.

[ Angela ]
Sorry about the mess.
I'm almost finished.

So the F.B.I. dropped off
Debbie's home computer.

I'm telling you,
this girl was clean.

Zero porn, zero gambling.

There wasn't even
a dirty picture
from a congressman.

[ Chuckles ]
Don't sound
so disappointed.

[ Chuckles ]
I did find one thing though.

So Debbie had
an online alert set up...

for whenever vintage
or special-edition Dillio toys
came up at auction.

But there's
only one auction site.

Yeah. Because she wasn't
interested in the buyers.

I don't understand.

She was following the sellers.

This one in particular.

This one has
a Prince Charmington horse
and jousting knight.

Look what she wrote
to the seller.

[ Saroyan ]
"The only original in existence
was at Dillio H.Q.

You stole it."

And this one.

"If you don't return
what you took--
and I mean everything--

I'm gonna call the cops."

The guy doesn't respond.
Then--

"I'm warning you, Debbie,
stay out of it."

This guy knew who she was?

I traced the I.P. address.
It belongs to her brother.

[ Booth ]
Look, it's not that I don't
want you to carry a gun, Sweets.

You understand that?
It's just that I'm just
concerned about your welfare.

Yeah, 'cause you think
I'm incompetent.

Guess what. I aced
my last practice round
at the range.

That's a practice range.

All right?
There's a difference.

But, you know,
when the real guns
come out,

there's no time
for thinking.

It's just reaction.
You understand?

That's why they put people
through Hogan's Alley.

Do you think
I'm not aware of that?

Oh, what?
Now you're just gonna walk away?
End of discussion?

Perp. Huh?

You see what I mean, Sweets?
You're too busy talking.

I didn't see him.
I'm sorry.

- Hey, got a minute?
Remember me? F.B.I.?
- What are you doing here?

- Let's see you
open up your trunk.
- You got a warrant?

- Nope.
- Okay then. Good-bye.

You have been stealing
vintage toys from Dillio
and auctioning them on line.

Mail fraud's
a federal offense.

Do you still want me
to get that warrant?
If I were you, I'd cooperate.

[ Sighs ]

There you go. Thanks.

Oh, ho, ho.
Look what we got here, huh?

Santa came early, didn't he?
Red Fred Sub Commander.

I'm guessing you don't
have a receipt
for that, hmm?

What do we have here?

Look at that.
Is that for Santa's sleigh?

I bet that jack
matches the marks...

on the loading dock door
at Dillio Toys.

What do you think?

You sister must've been
pretty upset...

when she caught you
stealing toys from Dillio.

Yeah, but it's not
the first time I got
into a little trouble.

She was cool.She threatened
to turn you in to the cops.

All talk.
Debbie would never
do that to me!

Really? Because
if Bianca found out
that you were stealing stuff,

your sister
would have lost her job.

Debbie's identity
was tied to her toys
and her job at Dillio.

She would have been lost
without them.

I'm her brother!

- She owes her brother, right?
- She caught you stealing.

You two get into an argument
and she tries to escape,
so what do you do?

You hit the cargo door release.
Wham! Squashed your sister
like a bug.

Debbie was not there
when I broke into the factory!

Really? Because I think she was,
and I think she caught you
stealing this.

Oh, my God.

Was this with her
when she died?

- You recognize it?
- Sure.

This was Debbie's.
This was the last thing
Mom gave her.

And Debbie would never let it
get scraped up like this.

- Who did it?
- That's a valuable doll.

You're in the business
of stealing them,
so I'm thinking it was you.

You wanna lock me up
for stealing, go ahead.

I didn't kill my sister.
I loved her.

She was all I had.

Hello.

[ Brennan ]
Hello.Hi.

So how you feelin'?

Right now, the baby
is doubling in weight.

And her calcaneus is
currently kicking my spleen.
How are you?

Fine. Couldn't be better.

- The case?
- [ Sighs ]

Yeah, yeah. The case.

[ Groans ]
The case.

[ Exhales ]
This woman, she just, you know,

suffered through
her whole childhood...

to finally make something
of herself,

and when she does,
she just gets murdered.

You shouldn't get attached
to the victims.

Well, it's tough
to keep that at arm's length.

Tomorrow,
I will have everyone
at the Jeffersonian...

re-examine every aspect
of the case.

We will find her killer.

That is how we can
honor her life.
Right?

Yeah.

Come here.

[ Sighs ]

I'm not good
playing with toys.

[ Laughs ]

Uh, what if I can't connect
with our child?

Okay.

You connect with me, right?

You know I do.

Okay, our child is half of me,

so at the very least,
you can connect
with the me half.

Get it? Right?

Listen, you're
gonna be a great mom.

Mmm.

Well, I'll definitely
be good with homework.Mm-hmm.

And, uh, when her
fine motor skills develop,

we can dissect a frog
together.

[ Chuckles ]Oh.

You could help.

Yeah. That sounds like fun, huh?

Good times.[ Chuckles ]

It does.

I come bearing gifts.

[ Saroyan ]
Please tell me
it's something useful.

O ye of little faith.

What does that
look like to you?

An excess of nail polish.

Methyl 2-cyanoacrylate.

It's an epoxy
used to bind plastics.

Of course. Our victim was
working in a prototype shop
when she was murdered.

True, but that's not
what's gonna make you happy.

Look.

Check this out closer.

Now I know I'm just
the bug-and-slime guy,
but if I'm not mistaken--

These are epithelial cells
trapped between the glue
and the nail,

and they appear
to be viable.

I was thinking they could be
from the struggle.

So we might have
the killer's D.N.A.

Mm-hmm.

[ Saroyan ]
How are you doin'?

"Gently forward piece...

to coupling for together,

with warning about many danger."

[ Chuckles, Mutters ]
What the hell does that mean?

I mean, how did China
take over the world
with instructions like these?

Looks like that red piece
might fit there.

Oh, it does, doesn't it?
Right?

Let me just--
Let me just show you.

Okay.

This is just supposed to slide
right in here, like this.

Supposed to slide.

Can you--
I mean--
[ Scoffs ]

I'm just-- I'm just--
just trying to teach my son
to walk here.

Wow. You'd think the store
would have some kind of service
to assemble these things.

Oh, they do.

But this-this toy
costs 33 bucks.

And they want 35
to put it together,

which is just
the most ridiculous--

That seems like
money well spent.

Are you saying that-that--
that I'm stupid?

Wha-- No. No.

I am not gonna let
Baby Walker beat me.

Look, this picture here--

Look, this-this shows
that you go like this,
right?

That this little bee--
this happy little bee--

goes in this little hole
right next to the frog.

You see?
This is just supposed
to go right in here.

But, see,
this doesn't fit in here,
because it's lying.

It's just lying and lying--[ Hodgins ]
Hey, Ange, ready to go to lunch?

He's your son too, Hodgins!

What?[ Laughs ]

I missed something.
Right?

I think this
is between you two
and the little truck.

You-- You're a genius
scientist, right?

So why don't you get over here
and put this thing together,
or there will be blood!

Good luck.

Okay, babe.

No problem.

Love you. Calm down.

I got it.

Okay.

"To make seat with secure...

to fasten red pin '‘B'
to... happy."

Don't even look at me.
Don't even look over here.

Right.

"Red pin '‘B' to happy."

There's nothing
happy here.

This is-- This is--

This is the bee.No, no, no.
It's the letter "B."

So it's--
it's gotta be like letters.

I'm here for my test, sir.

What-- What are you doing here?

Called in a favor.
I'm runnin' this one.Booth, that's not fair.

You don't want me to have a gun.
It's gonna affect
my performance.

That's the point.
You wanted to have my back.

If something
like this rattles you,
I can't trust you.

So, you ready?[ Clicks ]

Let's rock and roll.

[ Buzzer Buzzing ]

[ Alarm Blaring ]

[ Second Alarm Blares ]

[ Bell Ringing ]

Get behind me! F.B.I.!

[ Police Radio Chatter ]

- [ Man's Recorded Voice ]
...on the third floor.
- [ Clicking ]

[ Shouts ]

- [ Alarms Continue ]
- [ Radio Chatter Continues ]

[ Sirens Blaring ]

[ Groans ]

Sweets! You hit?

[ Groans ]
Let me finish.
Let me finish the course.

[ Buzzer Buzzes ]

[ Groans ]

You all right?

You're gonna have a scar,
but you'll live.

How did I do?

Uh, you did goodish.Goodish, how?

Good enough to have my back.

Thank you.

I know why you wanted
to see me, Dr. Saroyan.
It's touching.

Touching? It is?

You're worried about Lance.
But he'll be fine.

They wanted to give him
four stitches,

but he toughed it out
with two--

because that's just
the kind of man he is.

Yes. I heard
it was just a scratch.

Scratches
don't require stitches.

Right.

I actually called you in
to tell Dr. Brennan
what I found.

I got a hit
from the military database.

The cells belong
to Brock Vorback.

Thirty. Lives in Virginia.

Served in Iraq and Afghanistan.

And worked at Dillio Toys.

Oh, my God. That's him!

- Him who?
- Prince Charmington!

He's the guy that plays
Prince Charmington
in all the commercials.

He was signing dolls
at the mall last year.

I had him sign three.Oh.

Didn't Booth say
that the victim might've
been in a secret relationship?

I can't believe it.

The prince is evil.

Could somebody please
explain to me what
the hell I'm doing here?

I was opening a toy store
at the mall.

You made little girls cry.

Right. Okay. Um--
You know this woman?

Yeah, that's--
That's Debbie Cortez.

She's an executive
at Dillio Toys. Why?

Well, she's dead.
She was murdered.

What happened?Well, that's what--

That's what we're
trying to find out.

And I was shot,
so I'm not in the mood
to play games.

- I'm not playing games.
- [ Whispering ]
Sweets.

I can't believe this.

I thought she was
breaking up with me.

That's why
I hadn't heard from her.

So you're the guy
she was dating.

She used to say
she'd finally
found her prince,

but I was the lucky one.

I felt like the frog
the princess kissed.

Wow, you really
take this whole, uh,
Charmington thing serious.

We found your skin cells
under her nails.You think that--

I didn't kill her.

Then how do you explain--Look, Debbie was very--

She was very passionate, okay?

Haven't you ever been scratched
when you've been making love?

Uh-huh. Yeah.

So, you two met at work.

Why all the secrecy
about the relationship here?

Look, employee dating
was against company policy.

Bianca, she's got
a lot of rules there.

Right. And you would've
lost the whole, um,
Charmington gig here.

I didn't care
so much about that.

Yeah, but Debbie, she--
You know, she wanted
to leave on good terms.

Dillio was her life.
Why would she wanna quit?

Toys were her life.

Not Dillio.

I encouraged her to take
the toys she was developing
and go out on her own.

Debbie was the brains there.
Why shouldn't she be
the one to get rich?

Did she quit?I don't know.

When she stopped
returning my calls,
I figured,

you know, she tried,
and it-it hadn't worked out.

And you thought
she blamed you for it.Sure.

You know, I'm not
really used to things
working out in my life.

I dress up like a doll
for a living.

The corrosive that burned
the doll's leg...

is lead sulfate
from a car battery.

That would've had to burn
through the plastic...

while the remains
were being transported.

Uh, car batteries
are by the engine.

There's not enough room
for a body in that part
of the car.

That's what I thought
till Dr. Brennan found these.

The fibers are Berber wool.

I assume this connects somehow.

Right. The isotope analysis
shows that the fibers
were made in Modena, Italy.

The chromium pigments in the dye
tell me that it was made
for Maserati,

and look where the battery
was placed in this model--

In the trunk.

They used the wool
as a liner
for their car trunks.

If the fibers
were in the fractures,

that means that
the victim's blood
has to be on the liner.

I'll have Booth check
to see if anyone at Dillio
has a car like that.

Excuse me, Ms. Chiverton.

Do you have news?
Did you find out
what happened to Debbie?

I think we've got some news.
Can you open up your trunk,
please?

Why?

I think you know why.

[ Chirps ]

[ Clears Throat ]

Blood.

Without Debbie,
our stock would have
taken a terrific hit.

I closed the door
to try to stop her from leaving.

But she tripped and fell
as it was coming down.

It was an accident.

She suffocated.
That would've taken time.

You could've released the door,

but you stood there
and you watched her die.

[ Door Opens ]

Daisy.

- How is my Lancelot?
- I'm fine.

I know you're not.

You're just so brave.

No, I'm--
I'm actually totally fine.

Can I see it?

[ Gasps ]

All those bad guys
that were popping up?Mm-hmm.

It was you I was saving.

We can't--
We can't keep having
sex in my office, Daisy.

We can't?No.

No.Mmm.
[ Growls ]

This is the last time.

All right, so,
I've used the Angelatron
and I used Hodgins,

but I give up.

The toy wins.

You couldn't assemble it?

Oh, honey, NASA could not
assemble that thing.

I'm gonna go to the store,
and I'm gonna pay the kid
35 bucks to put it together.

That's probably wise.

Do you want Brennan
to come to the toy store?

Would you like to come
to the toy store with us?

What-- To the toy store?Yeah.

You can hold Michael
while I yell at people.

It's the biggest one
in town, right?

He loves it.

They have bassinets
and mobiles...

and all kinds of fun stuff.

You're gonna need that stuff
before you know it.

Of course.

Perhaps, Michael,
you can show me...

what you find entertaining.Great.

I just hope it isn't
Mommy strangling someone.

Shall we?Let's do it.

[ Door Opens ]

Bones.

Hey, Bones. Where are you?

Hold it right there, copper!
[ Shouts ]Aaah!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Isn't this hilarious?
It's a gun that shoots
foam balls.

Right.Hah! I'm Scarred Face.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
What-- You're Scarface.

Scarface.Scarface. Yeah.
It's a different thing.

Where'd you get that?

Angela had to return a toy,

and I saw the salesman
demonstrate this.

Angela's son
found it so amusing--

[ Chuckling ]
that I thought
he might asphyxiate.

Well, a child's laughter
is a beautiful thing
when they're not choking.

Well, I realized that
both Angela's son and I...

had a mutual understanding
of how amusing this toy is.

That is the essence
of play, isn't it?

Well, I think you may be
overthinking things there.

- Our daughter's
gonna love this.
- You got two of these, huh?

- Of course.
One for me and one--
- [ Shouting ]

[ Both Shouting ]

I'm Scarface!

Say hello to my little friend!
Da, da, da, da, da, da!

- Aaah!
- [ Booth Laughing ]

What's that mean?