All language subtitles for Bones (2005) - S07E05 - The Twist in the Twister (1080p x265 EDGE2020).eng

Right here
is our archery range.

Archery's one of the electives
for our campers in the Chipmunk
and Otter divisions.

Awesome!
And, um, the kids use
real arrows, right?

Like, the pointy kind?

Oh!

[ Chuckles ]
Lots of...
sticks and stuff around.

Jill, I realize you've never
worked at a camp before,

but you did
go to camp, right?

Okay, here's the truth.
Um, I saw Friday the 13th...

at Suzy Misner's sleepover
in the fourth grade,

and it completely
freaked me out.

So I only lasted
at camp for two days.

Why on earth did you apply
to Camp Patawomeck?

'Cause college tuition
is a fortune.

I see.

Well, I appreciate
your honesty.

Thanks.

Ooh!
[ Sighs ]
I got this.

- [ Sighs ]
- Please, Mrs. Allen,
just give me a chance.

I mean,
I'm a really hard worker.

I'm great with kids.
I-- I can even make lanyards.

Won't your fear of camp
be a problem?

Please--
I'm not in the fourth grade
anymore, Mrs. Allen.

- [ Yelps ]
- [ Sighs ]

[ Screams ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Snoring ]

[ Michael Cooing ]

Aw, that's the largest
coffee they have?

At least yours
has caffeine in it.

I have to hope that the taste
of decaf just tricks my body
into staying awake.

- You want a few sips of mine?
- Our baby doesn't sleep,

and you want me
to feed him breast milk
laced with speed?

That's a good point.
What do you think's
going on with him?

I don't know.
Maybe he's teething.

Or it's a growth spurt.
Or, I don't know,
maybe he's part shark.

Either way, we just have
to hunker down and survive it.

- My grandbaby
giving you trouble?
- Oh, my God! Dad!

- Hi.
- [ Chuckles ]

I thought that you promised
to call before you came.

Oh, man.
He did call last week.

I just--
I forgot to tell you.

- Okay.
- What? I'm tired.

- [ Cooing, Babbling ]
- Aren't you
a burly little pistol.

[ Laughs ]

See what
your granddaddy brought.He's sweet.

- Oh, wow.
- ♪♪ [ Rock ]

You know, that might not
be such a good idea.

We're actually trying to keep
him calm is the thing and--

- ♪♪ [ Continues ]
- [ Squealing ]

Wow, Dad, you're--
you're overstimulating him.

Babies need
to be stimulated.

Uh, are you two okay?

Oh. Uh, we-we haven't
slept in weeks.

We gotta get him to day care,
and then we gotta get to work.

So, it's, you know--I can take care
of the little tyke.

Uh--You know, Dad,
Michael needs his sleep,

and day care is
the only place
that he naps.

Well.

I'll see y'all
after work then.

And, uh, I guess
I'll be... boring.

[ Angela ]
Dad--

- [ Sighs ]
- [ Cooing ]

[ Police Radio Chatter ]

[ Chattering ]

[ Camera Shutter Clicks ]

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, Bones.

Hey, did you fall
or something?I'm fine.

I-I find this to be
the easiest position...

from which to observe
the remains.

Let me get a chair.
Can I get a chair?

I don't need a chair.

- Something to sit on.
- Booth, I'm pregnant, not sick.

Pelvis suggests male.
Dentition wear, early 30s.

In addition to the obvious
penetrating stab wound,

there is a tremendous amount
of blunt force trauma,

including multiple
compound fractures.

The guy was pounded on
before he got stabbed.

Are you sure you're okay?
You don't look very comfortable.

I never said I was comfortable.
I said I didn't need a chair.

What did
the camp director say?

The property's been closed
for two months.

I'm running checks
on the previous employees.

Well, there's no sign of
disturbance from the ground.

I'm thinkin' it's just
a body dump, if you ask me.Most likely.

Okay.

Bones, do you
need help getting up?

No. I just need to
gather some momentum
and find the right trajectory.

This is ridiculous.
Here, let me help you.

No, I've got it.
Booth!

What--Come on.Let go!

- You're gonna
hurt yourself, Bones!
- No, I'm not.

Let me help you.Let go!

Let go! Booth! Booth!Let me help you get up.

- You're going to hurt--
- Let go. Booth!

- Just-- I got it.
Bones, get up.
- Booth! Uh.

All right, you know,
staring at us is not
gonna help solve the case.

So let's just all
get back to work here, okay?

Just-- Okay, here.
Watch it.

[ Exhales ]

So, Fisher, how did
this last loony bin
compare to the others?

I don't think
that's an appropriate--Oh, no, that's okay.

I'm not ashamed.

On the nut house rating scale,
I'd give Verdant Valley
four out of five nuts.

Fantastic game room,
but the nightgowns chafed.

The murder weapon appears to be
a garden-variety fence post.

There's even soil
on the tip.

I'll take a sample,
see if I can figure out
where it came from.

Calliphoridae and Coleoptera
ratio put time of death
approximately--

[ Yawning ]

five weeks ago.

Is death getting
dull to you,
Dr. Hodgins?

Oh, sorry. It's Michael.

Apparently our baby believes
that sleep is only for the weak.

Sounds like my mother.
This morning at 5:45,

she threw open the curtains
and started singing a medley
from Godspell.

- You live with your mother?
- Temporarily.

It was a condition
of my release.

[ Ringtone ] ♪ Don't forget
to call your mother ♪Oh, speaking of.

♪ Don't forget ♪♪

Hi, Mom. Hi, dear. Did you
see the hydrangeas?

No, I did not notice
the hydrangeas this morning.

I'm sure they were
beautiful, yes.

Okay, I'm at work.
I gotta go.

Okay. Bye, Mom. Bye.
[ Sighs ] Honey-- Honey!

She sounds cheery.

Oh! The woman smiles
when she chews.

There's no clear directionality
for the sandblasting effect.

It's, like, whatever did this
came from every direction
at once.

[ Hodgins ]
I don't know what
happened to this guy,

but I am seeing dozens of
different types of organic
and inorganic matter here.

Wait a minute.
You said time of death
was five weeks ago, right?

- Yeah.
- There was a series
of tornadoes five weeks ago.

Was there one
near the body find?

Close enough. A tornado would
explain damages, the debris.

Yeah, but what about
the fence post
through the chest?

Tornadoes have been known
to embed a piece of piano wire
into a concrete wall.

I watched a lot of TV
at the loony bin. There weren't
many approved channels.

So you're saying that this guy
was killed by a tornado.

No.

There's no hemorrhagic staining
in the chest wound.

The stake isn't
the murder weapon.

This happened postmortem.

Same here.

Every injury I see so far
appears to be postmortem too.

So something killed him,
and then he got sucked up
by a tornado.

Well, my mom would find a way
to see the happy in all this,

but, to me, this guy
just had a very bad day.

[ Beeping ]

- You're telling me a tornado
dumped that body.
- Isn't it fascinating?

I have never handled
a tornado case before.

Meteorological hazards
always present a challenging
set of variables.

It is the totality
of the bone damage that--

Ah, no, no, no.Booth!

Uh-uh. Do you know
how much sodium is in this?

I'm planning to have
a low-sodium dinner.
I'll be fine.

Fine?
You're just gonna swell up.

I mean swell more
than you already are.
That's a bad word-- "swell."

I'm just gonna get your fruit.
Fruit's much better.
It's healthier for you.

Okay, that's it.
You're getting
way too overprotective.

- No, I'm not.
- Yes, you are.

It's bad enough that you
do it in our personal life.

- But now it's affecting how
you treat me out in the field.
- What are you talking about?

This morning,
at the crime scene.

- I wasn't being overprotective.
I was just helping you.
- [ Phone Rings ]

- I didn't know
that was a crime.
- Brennan.

The remains are still
being cleaned,

but I did some
preliminary X-rays.

I think I found
cause of death.

If I was being
overprotective,

I would tell you
to put your sweater on,

because there's a really
bad draft...

coming from this
air-conditioning vent.What is it?

The victim suffered
three distinct injuries
to the right parietal.

You think that all three
were caused by the same object.

That's my hypothesis, yes.

Have Hodgins swab
for particulate residue.

We'll check for cranial staining
once the bones are clean. ♪ ...to call your mother ♪

Of course.
Dr. Brennan, I have to go.

My mother's calling, and she
gets worried if I don't answer.

Fine. I should--
He-Hello? Hello? [ Line Clicks ]

[ Beeps ][ Sighs ]

Did you bring your sweater?

Orange paint flakes?Present in all three
skull injuries.

And since it is highly unlikely
that an object let loose
in a tornado...

would strike the same person
three times in almost
the exact same spot--

- [ Chuckles ]
- Are you okay?

Sure, sure. Sure. Sure.
Might've had a few too many
cups of coffee, but, uh, yeah.

- Oh, baby's still not sleeping?
- Not that much. No.

- Anyway, uh, looks like someone
bashed this guy in the head.
- [ Rapid Beeping ]

Uh, is she trying to get
on the platform...

with a "Buy 10,
get one free"
yogurt card?

Oh. Yes.

- Yes.
- [ Beeps ]

[ Chuckles ] That's good.
Guess I'm a little out of it.

I finished the, uh,
facial reconstruction,
I think.

- Great. I did.
- Found a match
in Missing Persons.

Nice work.
Nice work.

Honey, how much coffee
have you had?

- Uh-- Just--
- No more.

- Right, right. Right. Right.
- Honey.

Right.
Okay.

Scott Braley, 32.

Reported missing three weeks ago
by his brother.

I will
go tell Booth.Okay.

Hey, hey.

The day care center just called,
and my dad is there.

Uh--Yeah.

He wants permission to take
Michael for the afternoon.

Oh, Ange, if Michael spends
the rest of the day alone
with your dad,

by the time we get home,
he's gonna be wound up tighter
than an eight-day clock.

I know, honey. But-- [ Sighs ]
What am I supposed to tell him?

Tell him-- Tell him--

Tell him that we get points
against us at the day care...

whenever we change Michael's
schedule at the last minute.

And if we get any more,
we could lose his spot.

Wow. That is good.

Are you that good
when you lie to me?

How would I know?
I've never tried.

Smart boy.

[ Sighs ]

-I don't get it.
Why would someone kill Scottie?
-Well, we're workin' on that.

Any idea why your brother
was in Virginia?

Yeah, sure. He only spent part
of his time in New Jersey.

The rest of the time he was out
following tornadoes.

- He was a storm chaser.
- Yeah.

He's a real weather geek.
He was also good.

He was, like,
"The Storm Whisperer."

I mean, h-h-he had this way
of just getting inside a--
a tornado's brain.

Meaning you don't think
he would do anything stupid
on purpose?

Oh, no. No way.
And besides, if he ever was
to get himself in trouble,

that mini-moho could
probably survive an H-bomb.

- Mini-moho?
- Yeah, his-- his motor home.

It wasn't with him?

Scottie turned this thing into
this crazy, fully armored,

mega-equipped weather lab
on wheels.

I mean, it-- it was like
a comic book-looking thing.

I mean, I can't believe
it wasn't with him.

- Was it valuable?
- Hell, yeah.

He put every last penny
he had into that thing.

Thing was probably worth,
I don't know, hundred grand?

Honey, I told you to leave
out of the side door.

What?
She-- She made you breakfast?

Yeah, I know, the-- the smiley
face made out of blueberries.

It's horrifying.
All right, I-- I gotta go. Bye.[ Beeps ]

Was that your mom again?

No, that was a girl I met
at a bar last night.

J-Jenna-- Jemma--
Something like that.

Ugh, it's infuriating.

My mom said the rec room
was mine, my space.

And this woman is still there
at your house, with your mom?You have a son. You tell me.

Is letting your child
have a simple,

casual sexual encounter
really too much to ask for?

Well, my son
is eight months old, Fisher.
He doesn't date a lot.

Yeah.

You guys ready for me?Yes, definitely.

Okay, Fisher.

Okay, the yellow area
indicates...

the path of destruction caused
by the tornado last month.

That's about six miles long
by a thousand feet wide.

And this mark here is where
the victim's body was found.

But if the tornado's
what moved it, how did it
end up way over there?

Logical question,
Dr. Saroyan,

and one that was answered
in part three of
When Weather Attacks.

Angela?

Once an object is picked up
by a tornado, it isn't
carried and then set down.

It's, uh, spun around
and then flown.
More like a shot put.

Would it be possible
to work backwards from
the location of the body find...

to figure out where
along the tornado's path
the victim was picked up?

I'm not sure,
but I can try.

Hey, the only difference
between "try" and "triumph"
is a little oomph.

My mom puts motivational sayings
up on the fridge.

Oh, God, she's destroying me.

So you think the killer
was another storm chaser?That's one possibility.

I mean, who else is gonna
want that crazy van?Good point.

Well, like with any subculture,

storm chasing attracts a variety
of distinct personality types.

Adrenaline junkies.Yeah. They're the ones
most likely to, uh,

put their lives
and the lives of others
in danger.

There's a name for them.
They're called--Insane.

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]You know, that's a real word,
and people just throw it around.

Booth.Hemorrhagic staining on
the interior of the skull...

confirms cause of death
as blunt force trauma
to the head.

Good. Good news.
Any thoughts on the weapon?

Based on the fracture pattern,
we're looking for
something cylindrical,

with a diameter of between
five and seven centimeters.

- Right. Like a baseball bat.
- Possibly, if it were
painted orange.

Any luck on the mini-mojo? Themini-moho.

Mo-- That's what I meant.

Yeah, a vehicle fitting
the description's been parked
in North Carolina for days.

So, uh, you know what?
I just sent a team
to check it out.

What? Wait, why--
why aren't we going?

I-If there are other
storm chasers there,

we're missing the opportunity
to exploit their expertise...

and learn about the nuances
of tornado behavior.

Eh, it's a four-hour drive
there and back.

I didn't think it was
good use of our time.

Well-- [ Sighs ]
I wish you'd consulted me first.

- Where are you? You sound
like you're in the car.
- 'Cause I am in the car.

I'm heading to the grocery store
to get some soap for the dishes.

I know how much you hate it
when the food gets crusty.

Look, that's the office
on the other line.Well, I didn't hear a beep.

I'll let you know as soon
as I hear anything, okay? Okay, but--

[ Line Beeps ]

Why did you tell
Dr. Brennan that--

Look, do I ask you questions
about Daisy? No.

No. But if there's something
you wanna know,
I'd be happy to--

There's nothing I want to know,
and there's nothing
I want to tell.

Okay?Well--

License plate matches.Oh, that's a relief,

'cause I really thought
there'd be more than one
armored motor home...

with a satellite dish
on the roof
in the parking lot.

Don't get snippy with me
just 'cause you feel bad
about lying.

[ Motor Home Creaking ]

[ Sweets ]
Hey, looks like
someone's inside.

It sounds like there's
two"someones" inside.

[ Woman ]
The storm.
It's so big!

So powerful![ Man ] It's coming right at us!
Hang on!

- Seriously?
- [ Man ] Here it comes!

Human sexuality is a gem
with innumerable facets.

[ Woman Moaning ]

[ Booth ]
F.B.I. Open up.

Come out with your hands up,
in the air and your pants on.

[ Woman ]
F.B.I.?[ Man ] Where's my shirt?

Seriously, you didn't know
how that was gonna end?

All right, thank you.

Well, the girl swears
they just met.

We'll run a check.
In the meantime,
I want you to meet Nolan.

He says that he's been
Scott's, uh, driver
for the past three seasons.

[ Sweets ] Why do you
still have his vehicle?I've been holding it hostage.

Scott had cash flow
problems this season.
He hadn't paid me yet.

I got fed up.
Said I wasn't gonna drive
anymore until I got paid.

So what were you
doin' out here
where all these storms hit?

Were you trying
to sell this vehicle?

You saw what I'm doin'.

That girl--
she's what we call
a, uh, chaser chaser.

- Storm groupie.
- Someone who's aroused
by extreme weather patterns.

- It's, uh, human sexuality--
- "Groupie" pretty much
spelled that out for me.

This little baby sure has
got me a lot of tail.

I'll be sorry
to see her go.

It's a sexy vehicle.

Honey.Hmm?

[ Chuckles ]

Those are particulates,
not Michael.

You don't have to keep
moving like that.

Uh, I didn't even know
I was doing it.

[ Sighs ]
Michael only falls asleep
when I oscillate.

Coffee wore off, huh?Yeah.

We'll get through this.

So these are
the particulates?Yeah.

If you cross-reference
the concentration
of various particulates...

with the topographical data
you have regarding
the storm's path,

then you can determine
the murder site.

Oh, honey.
You're so brilliant.You too.

- Whoa. Tryin' to make
another kid?
- Hi, Dad.

Stopped into day care, and it
turns out they don't seem to
have those rules you made up.

Oh, uh, I can explain that.
That's--

I'm getting the feelin' that
you don't trust me to be alone
with my own grandbaby.

Of course we do.

[ Chuckles ]
That's so not true.

I played stadiums every night
back when you were in diapers.

And you were backstage
at every single show.

You think that did her
any harm?

All the books say that
a strict routine is crucial.

So, we just wanna be there
when you're with him...

until he gets regulated.

Well, I'm leavin' tomorrow,
baby girl.

And, uh, it doesn't seem right
for that little guy...

to miss out on even
one minute of hangin'
with his grandpa.

So, the National Science
Federation's making a, uh,
IMAX film about tornadoes.

Let me guess.
Scott was trying
to get the contract?

Right. So the filmmaker
is gonna ride along
with the storm chaser...

for five seasons,
gathering footage.

- How much is
the contract worth?
- Half a million dollars.

[ Blows ]

That was supposed
to be a whistle.
My tongue's coated with cheese.

Look at the, uh, storm chaser
who got the contract.

Antonia "Toni" Lawrence.

[ Blows ]

Yeah, I need some water.Right.

Turns out that Scott
had Toni arrested last year.

Criminal mischief?

He accused her of putting sugar
in his gas tank to keep him
away from the storms.

I mean, the charges were
eventually dropped.

But still, right?Right.

The Bureau is tracing
her credit cards now.

Why are you lying
to Dr. Brennan?

I mean, you told her
that a team was going
to North Carolina.

That's us.There's a lot
of storms out here.

I don't want her
in this environment.

I'm just trying
to be protective.

Of course she's gonna think
that I'm, you know,
overly protective.

- Aren't you though?
- Ah.

Okay, look, I'm just saying,
Dr. Brennan is an adult.

- She's your partner, both
personally and professionally.
- [ Cell Phone Ringing ]

And while it's understandable--Okay, we got the location
for Toni Lawrence.

Okay.

[ Whistles ]
There we go.

[ Whistles ]

[ Fisher ]
No, Mom, I can't.

I'm not gonna marry her, Mom.
I can't even remember
her name.

Emma? Huh.

Could've sworn
it's sort of a "juh" sound.

[ Chuckling ]
Wow!Gotta go. Bye.

This is tremendous!

The F.B.I. already
examined it for evidence.
They couldn't find anything.

Dr. Saroyan said they could
store it here until a spot
opens up at their garage.

Hey, can we go inside?Uh, we probably shouldn't.

[ Metal Squeaking ]

Okay, let's deploy
the first two sensors.

We're gonna leave
those here, all right?
Everything else, we gotta--

[ Booth ]
Sweets, look at all the camera
equipment over here, huh?

Hey, you the ones that are
shooting the movie?

- Yeah, is there a problem?
- Wait, I'm Misty Clemmons, one
of the project coordinators.

Sorry, no tourists
on this run.

- You're Toni Lawrence, right?
- A fan. Nice to meet you.

F.B.I. Special Agent Booth.
This here is Dr. Sweets.

Yeah. We're here to ask you
about your rivalry
with Scott Braley.

Rivalry?

I've got a four-vehicle crew,
a thriving tour service.

I'm a regular commentator
on The Weather Channel.

Scott's a lone storm weirdo.
There's no rivalry.

Really?
You damaged his gas tank.
Sounds like a rivalry to me.

If you'll excuse me.
There's a mesocyclone
developing.

Meso-- Oh!

[ Toni ]
I've gotta get my crew
on the road.

You gonna cut me some slack
for lying to Bones now?

Yeah. No, you should--
totally should've lied.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait a second.
Look at the extinguisher
on her truck.

[ Toni ]
Hurry up!
Let's go, guys.

Bones was telling me
about a potential
murder weapon.

It's the same
shape and color.
I gotta get this.

[ Crashing ]Agent Booth!

Stop Toni and the crew
from leaving.
You understand?

It's all right, honey.
I'm more worried about you.

Come on! Everyone into
the shelter for questioning.No.

- We have to get on the road--
- [ Crashing ]

Come on!
Come on down here!

[ All Shouting ]

Don't worry about it!
Go! Go! Go!

Hey, Booth. Come on!
Go, go, go!

[ Man Shouting ]

[ Man #2 ]
Get that guy
in here!

Booth, get in here!

[ Man ]
Close the hatch!

This is a big one.This is huge.

I didn't think
we were gonna make it.

- You lied to me!
- Bones, what are you doing?

Get inside!
Come on. Easy.

I couldn't miss this.

You know, you could've
killed yourself, Bones.But I didn't. I'm fine.

How'd you even know
where to find us?

I used the cell tower
ping method...

that led us to
Vincent Nigel-Murray's killer.

This could definitely be
the murder weapon.

I'm telling you,
I didn't kill him.

I didn't even know
Scott was missing.

Right, but you knew
that he wanted that
film contract, right?

- [ Clattering Outside ]
- [ Toni ] I cannot believe
you made us miss this.

How about you? How long
you been working with her?

Wait, wait, wait.
Don't suck me into this.

Look, I-I just shoot
the storms.

Toni led me to the best footage,
and that's as far as we go.

I've been doing some reading
on the rotational behavior
of tornadoes.

- Have either of you--
- Is this really relevant?

This is my first
tornado case, Booth.
Find out--

You know, you could've
just used the telephone.

Well, I find it easier
to have direct conversation.

Right. 'Cause it's
always important
to have face time...

right before
you're about to get blown
into the side of a barn.

- [ Clattering Outside ]
- Whoa!

[ Man ]
Man, this one's huge.

Okay, did you ever shoot film
with Scott Braley too?

I tried. I met with him
in Virginia last month
during the storms there,

and he said he'd call me
next time he went out,
but he never did though.

Okay. Well, when that, uh,
huge tornado hit,
where were you?

I was sitting in
my motel room like an idiot,
waiting for him to call.

- I missed
the whole entire thing.
- [ Objects Crashing Outside ]

And now,
I'm missing another one.

Did you hear that?
Mother Nature is so incredible.

Mother Nature is not real.

Okay, how about you?
You have any dealings
with Scott?

Oh, I don't get to spend much
time with the actual chasers.

I mostly just drive the film
back and forth.

Mm-hmm. And I see you're also
a big fan of, uh, rainbows.

I love them.
God's promise after every storm.

[ Objects Crashing ]

You're wasting your time
with us. Someone else was
giving Scott a hard time.

- What do you mean? Who?
- I don't know.

I heard him on the phone
about a month and a half ago.
We were at the same rest stop.

He was screaming at someone.
It was ugly.

- Okay.
What were they arguing about?
- Sounded like money.

From what I could tell,
whoever Scott was yelling at,
Scott owed a lot.

[ Objects Crashing ]

[ Cell Phone ]
♪ Don't forget
to call your mother ♪

♪ Don't forget ♪♪You gonna answer that?

♪♪ [ Continues ]No. No, I am not.

Hey, check it out. ♪♪ [ Stops ]

The victim designed
these recording probes.

He'd set 'em out in the path of
a tornado and then gather 'em up
after to download the data.

It's genius.

Dude, this thing is
aerodynamically designed
notto get blown away.

Technology someone
might wanna steal.

This guy deserves
his own Nat Geo special.

Whoa.

[ Chuckles ]
What do think this thing is for?

That is a miniature tornado.

Saw that on episode six
of Wacky Weather Wonders.

They made this wicked witch
out of balsa wood, got her
to oscillate on the top.

Did you say oscillate?Yeah.

Dr. Hodgins?

[ Toni ]
Oh, my God.
Unbelievable.

Looks like winds
reached about 160.

I can't believe
I didn't get any footage.
Damn it!

Look, over there.

It's a rainbow.All right.

[ Chattering ][ Booth ] You see this?
You see all this destruction?

You still think I'm being
overprotective? You know what?
You shouldn't have come.

I got a lot of valuable
information, Booth.

Plus, it looks like
you're the one who
shouldn't have come.

My car!

- It's my car.
- [ Toni ]
Check this out.

Sweets! Hey, where you
goin', Bones?

Hold up.
Bones, wait.

I need a ride.
I need a ride back.

You thinking
of starting a band?

[ Scoffs ]
That's funny.

Do you have any idea
how difficult it is for me
to tell my father anything?

All I want is for him
to just see things...

from my perspective, right,
so I can get some sleep here,

but he just insists
that he knows everything,
and it's just--

Angela.

- Didn't someone
get murdered?
- Oh, yes. Yes.

So, based on the presence
of certain particulates...

and the absence of others,

we know that the victim
was spit out from the tornado...

somewhere within
this red area here.

Meaning he was
picked up somewhere
in this lower section.

That's still
a lot of area to search.

I know. That's why I tried
to narrow it down further.

I looked at the particulate
density ratios and used
the probability index,

and it suggests that the body
was picked up...

somewhere within
thissquare mile.

[ Air Blowing ]

So I narrowed down
the area where
the victim was killed.

Cam wants us to supervise
a search for the--

murder site.

You built a tornado
with a car seat on top?

I call it
the Sleepytime Cyclone.

It mimics the way that I move
to get Michael to fall asleep.

- What do you think?
- Honey, this is stupid.

Oh. I thought it was
sort of brilliant in a--

No, I mean, we're actually
considering strapping
our precious baby...

into something
a meth-addicted carny
wouldn't ride,

but we won't
leave him alone
with my own father.

Wow. You put it that way--

We have to go on
this search anyway.

And so my dad overloads
his little neurons.

Michael will be fine.

- This means a lot to Dad.
- You're right.

Of course you're right.Okay.

[ Air Blowing ]

Oof. Okay.
Now I'm just feeling sick.

Ooh. Hi. Great.

[ Door Closes ]Saved you some pasta.

Great.

You, uh, left me stranded
out there in the middle
of nowhere, you know.

I wasn't worried.

Unlike you, I trust
my partner to be able
to take care of himself.

You're angry. You have
every right to be angry.
I understand that.

So, uh, the fire extinguisher
on Toni's truck.

- Is that the, uh,
murder weapon?
- No.

It didn't match
the skull fractures
on the victim.

Yeah, it doesn't surprise me.
You know, her alibi
checks out too.

This looks good.

I did discover
some bone abrasions...

that Fisher ascribed
to the victim's
fall from the sky.

But I think they happened
while he was still
inside the tornado.

I might not have considered that
if I hadn't talked
to the storm chasers.

You're not gonna
let this one go, are you?

Not yet.

What about
the victim's finances?

Did you find out
who he owed money to?

Well, apparently there was
a backer who pretty much, uh,
bankrolled everything.

Well, if he couldn't pay back
the money he owed, then that
would be motive for murder.

Definitely. And I got
the forensic accountants
checking into all that.

Look, Bones,
I'm really sorry I lied.

I'm really,
really sorry, Bones.

You think you have the right
to control me because
I'm carrying your progeny.

Do you think
maybe we could just
use the word "daughter"?

I'm just trying
to protect you here.
That's all.

[ Cell Phone Ringing ]Oh. Here we go.

[ Beeps ]There it is. Okay.

I got the name of the person
who bankrolled our victim.

His brother.

So we have to go
to southern Virginia
to search for a murder site,

but we'll be back
in a couple hours.

We'll be fine, darlin'.

Okay. The emergency numbers
are on the phone.

And, uh, there are
extra wipes in the bathroom
if you run out, so--

And he'll probably be hungry
again in about two hours.

- Hand over my grandbaby.
- [ Hodgins ] Right.

So, just try not
to overstimulate him, okay?

Uh, darlin', uh,
and, you, uh, go.

Okay. All right.

Bye, buddy.Okay.

Uh, all right.

[ Angela ]
Bye, Dad.Okay. Bye.

Well, it's quiet in here.

Let me show you what a show
in Cowboy Stadium in Dallas
sounds like.

Why didn't you tell us
you bankrolled your brother?

I didn't think
it was relevant.Come on. Not relevant?

Building up years of resentment
paying for a hobby
you thought was ridiculous?

I didn't think
it was ridiculous.

You took out a life insurance
policy on your brother.

- You stand to get
the money back on that.
- I invested a lot.

That policy's
just good business.

I also bought him
disability, liability.
I cared about my brother.

'Cause a witness says
that both of you
were arguing about, what,

two months before
your brother died.

You wanna tell us
what you were arguing about?

Okay.

Okay, maybe I was
a little sick of him
taking my money.

- But we worked it out.
- Worked it out how?

[ Sighs ]
I told him I would pay
for one more season.

If he still couldn't
get by on his own,

Scottie said he would
give up chasing for good.

Did you go out with him
to that tornado
the day he died?

No, of course not.

I was scared of those things.

Now I wish I had gone.

Maybe my brother
would still be alive.

[ Man ]
♪ Friendly strangers
on the path ♪

♪ Is there something
I came here to do? ♪

♪ Can I hear you
in the storm? ♪

♪ Is anybody there? ♪

♪ I'm ♪

♪ Spinning in outer space ♪♪

[ Groans ]

We've been at this for hours.

Maybe we should just call
and see how Michael is doing.

No, because
my dad's gonna think
we don't trust him.

Yeah. Well, we don't.

Oh, my God.

Oh.

This is totally heartbreaking.Oh, yeah, it is.

Guess we got it
pretty good, huh?

Yeah.

Hey. Hey, look.

Over there.Oh, yeah!

This is it!

This is one of Scott's
tornado probes.
He was here.

This would've recorded
all the storm information.

I can download it,
see if maybe we can
find something helpful.

Dr. Hodgins,
got blood.

Okay. You know what?
Take a sample of that.

We're gonna get it
to Dr. Saroyan.

We should take
all this stuff too.

Based on airflow patterns,
any evidence that
didn't blow away...

would have ended up
in the debris.

Absolutely.
Everyone, we're gonna
box everything up...

and check it out
back at the lab, okay?

[ Man ]
Okay.We did it.

We're good.

Okay.

Okay, could I--
Could I just be
projecting then?

Okay, I gotta go.
I'll call you back.

[ Beeps ]Mom.

No. Shrink.

- When I came home last night--
- Please, don't explain.

Dr. Brennan took some notes
on a Journalarticle.

She wants you to assist her.

Wow. She wants me to
determine the directionality
of every bone injury?

Better you than me.

But if most injuries
happened while the victim
was inside the tornado,

then how does
directionality--

Flip to page three.
Apparently, Dr. Brennan spoke
to one of the storm chasers,

who said that 99%
of all tornadoes
in the Northern Hemisphere...

rotate in a counterclockwise
direction.

So, then, if we know
directionality,

then we can extrapolate
the victim's relative
body positions...

within the tornado
at the time of each injury.

This is totally
unexplored territory.

We could wind up
on the cover of the Journal.

Dr. Saroyan?
I found something.

[ Chattering ]

Broken glass?Mm-hmm.

I thought this was from
a destroyed structure at first,

but it turns out it's
a different tensile strength
than window glass.

It's 2.63 grams
per cubic centimeter.

- Well, it's covered in blood.
- Yeah, and it's painted orange.

- The same paint we found
in the victim's skull wounds?
- You got it.

The blood on the concrete
was a match for the victim.

I'll test this, too,
and see if it's a match.

Is this the same glass?Yeah.

It's green.

Okay. So we know that Scott
was out in the storm.

Most likely with his mini-mojo,
since we know he set up
one of his probes.

Mini-moho.And it ended up
back at Scott's motel.

Which would suggest that
the killer drove it back there.

Perhaps we should interview
more storm chasers.

No. No, we are not
going near any more storms.

Do you really think
that I'd put our child
in danger, Booth?

- Bones,
you drove into a tornado.
- [ Cell Phone Ringing ]

It's Cam.

Brennan.Yeah, and Booth,
so speak English.

We've got a partial
murder weapon.

It was a heavy-duty,
reusable glass water bottle.

Doesn't make any sense.
I mean, how do you get hit
three times with a glass bottle?

It-- It would break.

The water bottle
uses a thick glass,
very high tensile strength.

Plus, once it's filled,
it weighs close to four pounds.

[ Booth ]
Was it painted orange?

Not only orange.
It was also red, yellow,
green, blue--

A rainbow. You got it.

Our victim
was killed by a friendly
rainbow-covered water bottle.

That woman from
the National Science
Federation.

Misty. I'm gonna
have to talk to Misty.

So, you recognize this,
Misty?

Yeah, it's my water bottle.
I've been looking for that.
Where'd you find it?

We found it at
Scott Braley's murder site.
Someone used it to kill him.

Oh, God.

Look, I have no idea.
I told you, I've never
even met that guy before.

You sure about that?Yeah, I'm pretty sure.

But--
Oh, this is horrible.

Why don't you take
another look here, huh?

Oh.

Oh, gee.

- What? What is it?
- I've never seen this man.
I swear.

- But I know the van.
- The van?

A couple of months ago
on one of my trips
to deliver film to Wes,

I saw it parked at a motel
and there was this guy
getting out.

A different guy.And do you
remember his name?

Yeah. Nolan.

It was Nolan.

I figured he was a storm chaser,
so I stopped to chat.

I mean, those guys are all
so exciting, you know?

And one thing
led to another, and...

I must've left
my water bottle.

And you had sex with him?

It was wrong, I know.
I had a boyfriend,
but I just got carried away.

Your boyfriend
is Wes, right?
The filmmaker.

He broke up with me
a couple weeks after
I slept with Nolan.

I don't--

Somehow he figured out
I cheated on him.

Hmm.

Booth thinks that
Misty's boyfriend, Wes,

went out with the victim
to get storm footage.

But when Wes saw his
girlfriend's water bottle
in Scott's van,

he thought
they slept together.

So he got angry
and hit Scott over the head
with the water bottle.

Murder by rainbow.

Why the tornado footage?

[ Brennan ]
This is Wes's footage.

He told us that
he was in a motel during
the tornado where Scott died.

If we can link any of his
footage to the same tornado,

we can prove
that he's lying.

We're comparing the footage
that he took around that time...

to the photos that I took
at the crime scene.

We're looking for any
topographical similarities,
structural landmarks-- anything.

- Smart.
- Yeah. Except it's not working.

I can't make out anything
besides the funnel cloud itself.

This could be any tornado
on any given day.

Wait. The directionality--
it's unusual.

- What do you mean?
- The storm chasers said...

that virtually every tornado
in the Northern Hemisphere
rotates counterclockwise.

Can you pause this and-and
highlight a piece of debris?

[ Angela ]
Sure.

[ Saroyan ]
Play it in slow motion.

See? This tornado
is rotating clockwise.

It's incredibly rare.

If there was a way
that we could prove...

that the tornado
that carried the victim
was also rotating clockwise--

Yeah. We can.
The-- The weather probe
we found at the murder scene.

I downloaded the data.

Wind speeds averaging
185 miles per hour.
Clockwise rotation.

Wes was there.

You lied to us.
You were at
the murder scene.

- This is a lot cooler
than the rec room.
- This is awesome.

You really didn't have
to bring me dinner tonight.

Well, I knew
you'd be working late.

And it didn't seem fair for you
to miss your mom's meat loaf.

Right.

Oh, that woman
may be off her rocker,
but, boy, can she cook.

You think my mother's
off her rocker?

Sorry. Don't you?

No. Of course Ido.

But you've been spending
so much time with her.

Well, yeah, because
I thought we had fun together.

And when she made it very clear
that she didn't want you
inviting women into the house,

I figured it's probably
just easier to get her
to invite me herself.

So you befriended my mother
so that you could
have sex with me?

Pretty much.

That makes me feel very odd.

Happy?

Oh, my God.

I think you may be right.

♪♪ [ Loud Rock ] [ Man ]
♪ I want your hi-fi, mama ♪

♪ Won't you let me
play it tonight? ♪

I don't believe this.Honey, I'm sure there's
an explanation for this.

Yeah, he's deranged! ♪♪ [ Continues ]

Dad! Dad, what are you doing?

Wait. Don't yell.
You'll mess up his dreams.

Wait. He's asleep,
with this on?

He likes it.
It soothes him.

I tried funk metal,
but this child has
a distinct preference...

for them low-down blues
and that good
rockin' boogie.

How long
has he been asleep? ♪♪ [ Volume Lowers ]

About four hours.

- I don't believe it.
- I don't believe
you still doubt me.

I love you, Dad.
[ Chuckles ]

And Michael loves you too.

- And you can come and babysit
whenever you want.
- Well, of course I can.

He's tattooed.
You-- You-- You--

You tattooed my child?

Relax.
It's a press-on, for now.

Okay.

[ Cooing ]

Oh, boy. Okay.

♪♪ [ Volume Increases:
Guitar Solo ]

[ Coos ]

[ Hodgins ]
Oh, my God.

♪ Good night, darlin' ♪

♪ Wherever you are ♪♪

[ Door Closes ][ Booth ]
Hey.

How did it go?You know what?
He didn't even lawyer up.

I tell ya, Bones, I think
that he was actually glad
he got caught.

It's too bad he won't be able
to make his movie. I would've
liked to have seen that.

Right.

Listen, uh,

Bones, I do trust you.

Mmm. Does that mean
that you're not going to...

hover over me like a crab
whose mate is about to molt?

I don't actually
follow that.
But, no, I'm not.

- You're not going to stop?
- I know it's not fair,
but, no, I'm not gonna stop.

Why?Why?

Because I know that I'm not
gonna be able to always protect
you and this beautiful baby.

So acting like I can
actually makes me feel
less helpless.

[ Chuckles ]

So basically you're asking me
to support your delusion.

- Yes.
- That's crazy.

[ Scoffs ]
You got a little bit
of the crazy in you too.

Excuse me, but I am
a supremely rational person.

Really? Walking around these
hardwood floors in bare feet.

You could get a splinter.
I'm gonna go get your slippers.

Oh, you're starting again.I told you
I wasn't gonna stop.

Do you want the ones
with the little bunny ears
or the slipper socks?

What? No.
I'm not going to wear them.

I'm not gonna pull a splinter
out of your feet.I don't have a splinter.

You will. You will.No, I won't.

Yes, you will.

What's that mean?