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Oh...

Honey here, take this.

Not again.

We are buying that alarm system.

No argument from me. I'm serious.

They got the cash.

Why did they have to make such a mess?

Oh, my god...

What? What's wrong?

Call 911.

Introductions?

Joseph felton, 44

not an employee; No reason to be here.

Mind if he and i have a moment?

No.

Burn marks?

Unusual way to penetrate a safe.

Hmm...

How much was taken?

Three hundred and something, small bills.

Multiple contusions to the back of the skull.

Might've been taken by surprise.

Robbery interruptus?

Yeah, I think our robbery suspect is a homicide victim.

One way to beat the rap.

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This is an easy one.

Three hits to the head.

Trauma to the brain stem was fatal.

Death was instantaneous.

Can you tell us about the murder weapon?

Nothing definitive

but I swabbed the points of impact.

Slide's under the microscope.

Yellow looks like transfer from the murder weapon

but what's with the glitter?

Unidentified mineral.

I sent a sample to trace for analysis.

Hey, doc, you have a comb?

Your hair looks great, cath.

Gee, thanks, Nick.

Guy's still dirty.

They don't get a bath till evidence is collected.

That's what I'm doing

although I don't think this is dirt.

He's covered in spores.

I think these are from a fern.

Well, the back entrance was overgrown with them.

A fern plant deposits billions of spores in its lifetime.

Most are just dust in the wind.

In our case

they're evidence.

As good as fingerprints or fibers

in placing a suspect at a crime scene.

Hey, you forget about the coroner?

Melissa marlowe.

Excuse me?

You lifted 38 prints from the pottery store.

I scanned them through AFIS.

One came back.

Melissa marlowe.

Why do I know that name?

Kidnapping

Arizona, 21 years ago...

The little girl.

Oh, that Melissa marlowe.

Wasn't she presumed dead?

Well, not anymore.

On the left

is Melissa marlowe's print, age four--

preschool fingerprinting initiative.

On the right is a print that you lifted.

I don't see a match.

Neither did I

but since fingerprints are set for life

during the fourth month of fetal development

I looked beyond the size differential.

Now, both prints are ulnar loops.

Bifurcation, recurve and Ridge endings are identical.

I've aligned the prints along the delta.

You've got a perfect match.

Wait... is she a suspect in the homicide?

No, her print wasn't fresh.

There was dust on it.

Has to be a few weeks old.

I think we have two separate cases.

So I'm going to take the new lead

in the old kidnapping case.

Nick and I will cover the homicide.

Nadine Winston falls asleep in that chair

and incinerates.

We could make history.

Come on, now. don't tell me you believe in that bs.

No, of course not.

I'm a scientist. I just...

She has been reduced to ashes.

Spontaneous human combustion is science fiction.

I know.

There's no such thing as a human torch.

What if it is real and we've uncovered it?

Sara, this is a crime scene.

Stay with me here, okay?

don't lose it.

I'm not.

I'm just open to all theories.

What's that?

Looks like cotton fiber... Possibly from a nightgown.

It's barely scorched.

Weird.

It's like the body burned, but...

The clothing was fire retardant.

Wow.

Check that out.

Fire practically burned a hole in the roof

but it's isolated in one spot.

It's like the fire created a chimney for itself.

The victim

she live alone?

Husband's already at the station.

Look, I am telling you, i have no idea what happened to my wife.

Were you having marital problems?

No.

We were like newlyweds.

If I understand you correctly

you went to bed.

Nadine fell asleep in the easy chair.

Ten hours later you woke up, walked into the living room

and she was a pile of ash.

A human torch.

Yeah, right.

You say you were like newlyweds?

Yeah.

But the two of you weren't sleeping in the same bed.

Good question.

She snored.

It was a problem.

A small one.

Mr. Winston...

Do you know how to use a blowtorch?

Another good question.

Look, I came down to this station on my own.

If I can be helpful, let me know!

So you still think it's spontaneous combustion?

Theories give way to conclusions once all the evidence is in.

I am merely thinking about the next piece of evidence.

Yeah.

Hey, Nicky, you paged me?

Yeah. Yeah, Jim, hi.

I took these photos

at the crime scene.

Safe was cracked

with a plasma Lance.

Okay, I'll bite.

It's a high-powered electric blaster.

It could cut through that hard plate

with extreme precision.

It's not common, but effective.

Crime scene photo from a robbery case in '99.

Joseph felton

our dead guy, was arrested

but granted immunity in exchange

for his testimony against his partner, Darin hanson

who used a plasma Lance

to crack that safe.

Darin hanson was released from prison last month.

Last known address, Vegas

I see where you're going.

So hanson gets out of jail, hooks up with our dead guy.

Yeah, they hook it up...

Break through the rear entrance

of the pottery store

hanson lances the safe...

Once the safe is cracked, hanson steps back

allowing felton to collect the cash.

With felton's attention diverted

hanson seizes the moment...

And kills him.

Revenge for testifying against him and putting him in prison.

That's not bad.

Any chance you found the murder weapon?

No, no... but I think we know who to ask.

I haven't seen Joseph felton since the trial two years ago.

So it's a coincidence he was killed

shortly after you were released from prison.

Yeah. Guy put me in jail.

I had no reason to see him again.

He put you in the "gray bar"?

Sounds like motive to me.

Darin

you and felton, you go back, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Knew the guy 15 years.

My folks lived across the street from him.

We'd barbecue with his wife and daughter.

Then it must've really pissed you off when he turned on you.

The transcript from your trial

says that you used a plasma Lance

in that '99 burglary, and there it is again, Darin.

Joe was the Lance guy.

He taught me how to break into safes.

That's why the mo's the same.

Where were you this morning

early A.M.?

I was in barstow all week.

Just got back this afternoon.

Okay...

Here you go...

Receipts from the trip.

Go ahead.

Looks authentic.

Cactus pine cafe, barstow, noon today.

We can't hold him.

21 years ago, the chief of police sat in our living room

and told us our daughter was dead.

After all this time, she's in Vegas?

That's a hundred miles from our home.

Well, we still don't know where she is.

Her prints in the pottery store tell us that she was here

possibly a few weeks ago, but Vegas is a tourist town.

But you know she's alive.

I'm still not sure we can find her.

She's our only child.

We never gave up hope.

We're not giving up now.

Excuse me.

Teri...

Come in.

Hi.

Teri Miller, Mr. and Mrs. marlowe.

Hello.

Hi.

Teri is a forensic artist.

I called her to help us.

Did you bring the photographs of Melissa?

Yes, but I don't see how they can help.

In some of those, she's just an infant.

It doesn't matter.

Do you remember her eyes?

I could never forget.

As we age, our eyes don't change.

That's where we'll start.

Using computer software

Teri can age Melissa's picture so that we can determine

what she looks like today at age 25.

Then we send it off

to every law enforcement agency in the state.

It's been so long.

Tell us the truth.

What are our chances?

Well, 21 years ago, they told you that your daughter was dead.

Now we're moving in the right direction.

Where did you find him?

At a pottery store on stansberry street.

Tammy, we've already ID'd your father.

If you don't want to see him, I'd understand.

No, I want to say good-bye.

Well, don't be surprised

by some swelling and discoloration.

You have any other family?

No.

I can put you in touch with a counselor

if you need to talk.

No, thank you.

If there's anything you need...

Tammy...

Were you at the pottery store with your father?

What are you talking about?

There's some plant spores on your sweater.

We found them on your father, too

and matched them to some ferns

behind the pottery store.

I don't understand.

What are you doing?

I'm taking these spores into evidence.

They place you at the crime scene.

Is there anything you want to tell me?

Okay, I was there.

Dad!

Dad, don't do this.

I'll get a job.

We don't need the money.

Tammy, go home.

And I don't know what happened after that.

Why didn't you just tell me that?

I wanted to preserve the good memories

not remember my dad

as a thief.

I didn't kill him; I loved him.

I need a release from your office...

So I can bury my father.

Tell me everything you can about this foot.

Where's the rest of the body?

Incinerated.

Lab results from the ashes came back.

Negative for accelerant.

Nothing flammable but sebaceous glutamate.

Human fat.

Well...

I can tell you that the malleolus--

the ankle bone-- is completely hollowed out.

Bone marrow was reduced to ash.

Which means that the foot was burned off the body, not severed.

That's consistent with your theory of spontaneous combustion.

How do you know about Sara's theory?

Word gets around.

You're siding with Sara 'cause you got a crush on her.

No, that's why I wore a clean coat.

I'm just reporting my observations.

If the foot had been severed, the marrow would still be intact.

So your official "observation" is spontaneous combustion?

Not yet.

I want to send a scraping down to toxicology.

Excuse me.

I want to check

for any flammable compounds in the blood

but don't expect much.

The quality of the sample

may have been compromised by the heat.

I'm going to go talk to Grissom

see what he thinks.

No, no, we're a team.

The only place we're going is back down

to that crime scene.

Okay, software's loaded.

It's preprogrammed with developmental averages?

Exactly.

Aging is about predictable craniofacial growth.

Faces grow down and out.

So the first step is to stretch

the bottom half of the face.

You try.

Go ahead.

Well!

Maybe you should drive.

Good idea.

Here we go.

So at age four, the bridge of the nose is taking shape

and the interorbital distance is established

and baby teeth

are visible.

I have a question.

Okay.

Since I screwed up our last date

will we ever have dinner again?

Oh, we'll have dinner...

Just not together.

So the ears

are low and large in proportion to the head.

You know, i did apologize.

And you're forgiven.

So over the next ten years, the face elongates

the skin thickens, the hair pattern is set

and the small deciduous teeth

are replaced by the secondary dentition.

Once the face is aged

I look to the mother to fill in the blanks.

Is that Mrs. marlowe?

Uh-huh.

Most daughters at age 25 age quite similar

to their mothers.

A network of grids allows me to fine-tune

the tiniest facial characteristics one section at a time.

I'm just softening a few edges, growing the hair...

And we're done.

Well...

Hello, Melissa.

Am I interrupting?

Not at all.

You're just in time.

Catherine, say hello

to Melissa marlowe.

Oh, my god.

What?

That's Tammy felton

and we've already met.

Tammy felton's our murder suspect?

She was kidnapped 21 year ago

and may have killed the man who raised her--

possibly the same man who kidnapped her.

Whoa, wait. I thought her prints

from the crime scene-- they weren't fresh.

Yeah, well, she could've cased the place weeks ago

and then remembered to wear gloves on the big night.

So what's the word on the murder weapon?

Well, the swab from the head wound's at trace.

And?

I'm on it.

You and I have an appointment with our shrink.

Here-- you twirl, I'll talk.

My son has little league in an hour.

He's scared of the ball.

You think this new bat's going to do the trick?

Why don't you just talk with him?

Dr. Kane, this girl was kidnapped at age four.

Would she have any recollection of her prior life?

The theory of infantile amnesia suggests that we have

no cognitive memory before the age of three

but since Tammy-- or Melissa--

was taken from her biological parents at age four

she may remember something of her former life.

But these memories would be... tenuous?

A sound or a smell might awaken some latent image or feeling

but she'd have difficulty

contextualizing these sensations.

That's got to be frustrating.

And it's precisely that frustration

which dominates this woman's present state of mind.

Kidnapped children at that age tend to exhibit

some degree of sociopathy

as adults.

Such as?

Inability to feel guilt, compassion or love, right?

Correct, but the most defining characteristic

is their instinct for survival.

There's nothing

that they won't do.

Tammy felton needs help.

She may be a suspect, but she's also a victim.

Cath, meet with her again.

Ask open questions.

Thanks for your insights, Philip.

I'll let you know how this unfolds.

Gil... be careful.

Sociopaths are dangerous

because they don't function

by the same... moral code as the rest of us.

Welcome to my world.

I checked with homicide again.

They found no evidence of foul play.

What about the husband-- is he still a suspect?

No motive.

O'Riley spoke with friends and relatives.

They were a loving couple.

What about, uh... Life insurance policies?

No, and you're reaching.

I'm not the one who's reaching here.

We're scientists, right?

We want answers, the satisfaction of certainty.

I'm not ignoring scientific method.

I'm just keeping an open mind.

If we eliminate all the alternatives

we're left with spontaneous combustion.

That's exciting!

That would be cool, but you've been jumping to that conclusion

from minute one.

She's a pile of ash.

Well, I brought the ion detector.

This will pick up even the smallest traces

of hydrocarbon fumes.

I don't care what the lab says.

This puppy will reveal exactly what accelerant was used

to start the fire.

Well?

Nothing.

You know I love you.

Yes... no, I love you more.

No, I love you more.

Bye, baby.

Do you have the results on the swab yet?

Uh...

Uh... from the dead guy at the pottery store?

The coroner sent over a sample.

You were supposed to analyze the mineral content.

Oh, yeah, I'm sorry.

Grissom has just been running me around like a lapdog.

I haven't had a chance.

Grissom's on a missing persons-- he hasn't sent you anything.

Did I say Grissom?

No, I meant Catherine.

Oh, yeah. Catherine's working with me.

Oh.

Well, what do you say we check out that swab then, huh?

Great.

don't you ever goof off, huh?

Do you ever get a little lost in life?

No.

Well, you should.

Do you see the sparkling bits?

Fluorescent minerals.

Interesting.

Here, do me a favor, will you?

Put your nose down the scope.

When you see the sparkling bits glow

give a shout.

Okay, ready?

Yeah, ready.

Lead.

Zinc.

Lithium.

Anything?

Nothing yet.

Manganese.

Petroleum.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Stop.

It's uranium.

Are you serious?

Simple quantum mechanics.

When the molecule is bombarded with energy at a specific level

the electrons excite, causing the mineral to glow

and at this wavelength, it's definitely uranium.

Which is radioactive.

Do we need to evacuate the building or anything?

The amount is trace.

We should be fine.

Are you sure?

No.

But I can tell you one thing for sure--

there is definitely uranium on your murder weapon.

I hear that, uh

Greg found uranium on the swab from felton's skull.

Yeah. He says I'm okay, but you know Greg.

Tell me, am I radiating a green glow?

You'll be fine, silkwood.

What's uranium doing on a murder weapon, anyway?

Well, before Peter Parker was bit by that radioactive spider

and became spider-man

back in the '50s

oxidized uranium flecks were used as color enhancers.

Color enhancers?

Like paint?

Paints, dyes, glazes...

Since our guy was killed

in a pottery store...

Say no more.

You got to be kidding me.

You found Melissa?

Yes.

When can we see her?

It's not quite that simple.

What do you mean?

Well, I don't want to be evasive.

It's just that, uh...

We suspect she might've committed a crime.

What kind of crime?

A homicide.

This can't be happening.

Mr. Grissom, we want to see our daughter-- now.

Tell me about your mother.

What's she got to do with this?

Tammy, if you've got nothing to hide

and you want me to find out who killed your father

why don't you just answer my questions?

Mara, my mother...

Died a few years ago.

I can let you see her, but I can't allow you to talk to her

not right now

and not under these circumstances.

Do you have any siblings?

Only child.

How was your childhood?

Were you a happy child?

Did you have any friends?

Look, I don't see how these questions are going to help you.

May I go?

Sure.

Melissa!

Melissa...

Excuse me?

It's mom...

Baby...

Lady...

I'm not your daughter.

Who is she?

Her name? Who is she now?

Tammy-- Tammy felton.

Oh, my god.

What?

Mara felton was our baby-sitter.

The police questioned Mara when Melissa disappeared.

Tammy referred to her mother as Mara, now deceased.

I am her mother.

Of course. I didn't mean...

We need a lawyer.

Why would you need a lawyer?

Not for us; For our daughter.

What were you thinking?

I don't know.

I wanted to observe them, i guess.

That woman hasn't seen her daughter in 21 years.

You actually thought a glass wall would keep them apart?

I never thought about that.

I know.

You're not good with people.

Yeah.

Interesting voice mail you left me.

What's that?

"Meet me behind CSI and bring a cotton nightgown."

I'd wear it for you

but, uh, I prefer pajamas.

Really? It was actually for my girlfriend here--

miss piggy.

We're experimenting on a pig again?

Yeah.

You know, i-i-i haven't eaten meat

since Grissom used one

to estimate postmortem insect growth.

Well, I tried for human volunteers, but no takers.

What are you going to do, exactly?

What are we going to do?

We're disproving the existence

of spontaneous human combustion.

You do not give up.

Well, we're recreating the death of Nadine Winston, right?

She was wearing a cotton nightgown-- thank you--

and she had a half a pack of smokes on her end table which means

she was probably smoking.

If she burned herself with a cigarette

she would've woken up, not burned up.

Best part: Toxicology sample came back.

Nadine had a high concentration

of seconal in her blood.

Sleeping pills.

Enough to knock out a horse.

All right.

Care for a light?

Now what?

We wait.

Hi, Tammy.

We just, uh, want to look around.

We have a warrant.

A warrant for what?

Any evidence linking you to the murder of your father.

Tammy, could you step outside?

This officer will keep you company.

What?

I should get a finder's fee.

Here. One for each of you.

Yellow paint.

Shall we test for uranium?

I need a darkroom.

Now, if uranium is present

the photons should react with the film.

Well, that's affirmative for uranium.

Nicely done, Nick.

Thanks.

Miss, have you ever worn these gloves?

No. They belonged to my mother.

Really? Well, we'll see.

Tammy, I need your

right index finger.

It's a perfect match.

Joe lanced the safe.

Once the safe was cracked

you seized the moment and bashed his head in--

three blows.

Nick, call brass.

Tell him it's time to make an arrest.

Done.

You're making a mistake.

I didn't kill my father.

We weren't alone.

I'm sorry, but there's no evidence to indicate

that there was a third person present at the crime scene.

Who else was there?

I tried to stop her, I swear.

Tammy...

Who was with you?

Melissa marlowe.

But that bitch wouldn't listen.

So we're looking at a split personality?

Quite possible.

Two personalities in one.

Is there any scientific evidence

that supports this disorder?

Brain scans have documented changes

in the hippocampus of individuals

shifting from one personality to another.

But would these two personalities

be aware of each other?

Well, usually the dominant personality is aware

of everything.

The subjugated personality is only aware of itself.

Tammy's the dominant personality.

But Melissa killed

Joseph felton-- Tammy's father.

Who was also Melissa's kidnapper.

But revenge for a kidnapping

21 years after the fact?

Well, it is possible.

It may have taken that long for the subjugated personality

to break free.

Maybe, uh, miss mirror has two faces

is playing us for fools.

We corner her with the evidence, she goes nuts

sets the groundwork for an insanity plea.

Forensic psychology is a science.

We have to stay open to all the possibilities.

Captain? Yeah?

The girl's parents are here with her attorney.

Well, this ought to be interesting.

Melissa...

Lady, I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are.

I'm not Melissa; I'm Tammy-- Tammy felton.

Tammy, my name is Randy painter. I'm a defense attorney.

The marlowes have hired me to defend you.

I didn't kill my father.

Melissa, I don't know what you've been told

but you're our daughter.

You were taken from us.

We've spent the last 21 years looking for you.

My father was Joseph, my mother was Mara

and they're both dead.

Bail's been set at half a million dollars.

Are you looking at my necklace?

Your father bought this for me when you were born

and you used to play with it.

And we're not going to let you go to jai.

Right, Hank?

Raising even ten percent

won't be easy.

Hank, she's not spending another night away from us.

Whatever it takes.

When are we due in court?

The prelim's tomorrow morning, 9:00 A.M.

Then I'd better hurry with bail.

I just got back to the lab, saw the smoke. What's up?

We're just working the case.

Yeah, we're disproving

spontaneous human combustion.

We dressed a pig up in a cotton dress

and torched it with a cigarette.

And what happened?

The pig's been reduced to ash.

The fat acted like candle wax; Burned hot, slow and intense.

Nothing spontaneous about it.

You both knew

there would be a scientific

explanation for the human torch, though, right?

Of course.

Did you find the wick?

The wick?

The what?

A piece of fabric that's scorched

but not completely burned...

Like possibly from the nightgown.

We found the same thing at the crime scene.

It's called the wick effect.

It's like an inside-out candle.

The fabric acts like a wick, and the body burns inward

explaining the high temperatures

which destroy the bone.

The fabric ends up scorched, but not completely burned.

You knew about the ashes?

Why didn't you say something when you gave us the case?

Well, in science

we learn through experimentation, right?

Sometimes we need to see it to believe it.

You guys did a nice job.

Now you have to clean it up.

Well, I would've looked like an idiot.

Thanks for covering.

Well, you can show your appreciation

by, uh, cleaning up.

Done.

Thank you.

I got a call that Melissa wanted to see me.

Thanks for coming.

Am I speaking to Melissa... Or Tammy?

Melissa.

I know who I am now...

After spending time with my real parents.

I'm not an attorney.

There are no privileges here.

Whatever you say...

What are my chances... in court?

The evidence is damaging.

If I plead insanity...?

You have a lawyer. Why are you asking me?

You wanted to help me.

When I ID'd Joe, you were kind.

I need you to testify

that I was not sane at the time that I killed Joe.

My lawyer says

that would go a really long way with a jury.

I'm not an expert.

But it doesn't matter.

You spent time with me.

You could answer questions the right way.

I can't explain what happened in that room today

but it's like... The only memories I have

are of being a little kid.

The last 21 years are a blank--

like they never happened.

Then you shouldn't have any memories of me...

Tammy.

There is no Melissa, is there?

Get the hell out of here.

I'm gone.

don't go!

don't leave me here with her.

Just practicing for court.

Not bad, huh?

Guard.

Hey, come on, we're going to be late for the prelim.

Tammy felton's prelim's been postponed indefinitely.

What? Why?

She left town. Skipped bail.

How much did the parents lose?

Their house and their life savings.

It's over.

Case closed.

We move on.

Right.

Brass, it's Catherine.

I need a credit card purchase report on the marlowes.

The last 24 hours.

Based on what?

Based on the fact that the marlowes are blind

when it comes to their daughter and would do anything for her.

We have no idea where she is.

Look, you're here, she's not

and we know that you helped her flee the jurisdiction.

What?

22 bus tickets bought with your credit card

to 22 different states?

You made sure that we couldn't track her.

Now, that's aiding and abetting the flight of a suspected felon.

Wherever you think she is--

wherever you're planning on meeting her--

she's not there.

She played you.

Now, if you'll just tell us

where she is, we won't file charges, right?

Well, if she's apprehended, yes.

Otherwise it's a felony.

You're going to jail.

Arrest us.

Think about what you're doing.

We know exactly what we're doing.

Melissa's free.

That's all that matters.

Frankie?

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be

used against you in a court of law...

Am I late?

Oh, you're worth waiting for.

You owe me one, Darin.

Owe you?

I'm the one that told you the truth about your father.

And you knew exactly what I'd do about it.

Where to?

Does it matter?