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No!

Excuse me.

My name's Gil Grissom.

I'm with the las Vegas crime lab.

Please help us.

I'll certainly try.

Is that the ransom note?

Yeah. They don't even say how much money they want.

They just say that they'll call us in six hours.

Have you let anyone else

touch this note?

Police, a relative, anyone?

N-no, just us. Why?

Well, because the person

who touched it before you has your son...

And he's just left us the first piece of the puzzle.

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪

♪ I really wanna know ♪

♪ who... are you? ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ who... ♪

♪ Come on, tell me who are you, you, you ♪

♪ oh, you! ♪

Jim, dispatch said this is a kidnapping?

Divorce situation?

No papers filed.College sweethearts.

Neighbors say they're the salt of the earth.

So this could have been legitimate?

They have a security system.

Never put it on.

They say how come?

They feel safe in the neighborhood.

Check the premises?

Attic, wine cellar, crawl space.

No four-month-old baby.

Nice digs.

Yeah, guy got rich off some dot-com outfit.

Moved here from Oregon two years ago.

Bet they wished they hadn't today.

Are you sure he won't hear a click or something?

He won't.

And if he asks, you and your wife are alone.

Question him about your son.

Ask to hear him breathing.

Anything to keep the guy talking.

Understood?

I don't know.

Yeah, yeah.

Okay.

Built my own business.

I can handle any kind of pressure.

Was this yours?

Yeah.

May I ask when you opened it?

I don't know.

Um, sometime after we called 9-1-1.

You mind if I, uh...?

No, no, go ahead.

You have any more of these?

In the fridge.

Thanks.

Do my boys have to be here?

I think this is hard enough for them

without having to hear the facts.

I understand, but it's best

for our investigation if we keep the whole family together.

It's okay, mom.

You were saying, Mrs. Anderson?

Um...

I got up at 4:30, like I usually do

to feed Zack.

I'm still breast-feeding.

And I went down

to zacky's room.

I looked in his crib

and he was gone.

He wasn't there.

And I felt around for him

and that's when i found the letter

saying that he had been taken

and I...I don't know.

I-i think i screamed...

You screamed, mom.

I jumped out of bed

and I went to her, and that's when we called 9-1-1

from the upstairs hallway.

9-1-1-1-1-1.

Give me the phone, Robbie.

We're going to need a piece of the baby's clothing.

Something from his hamper, if possible.

We're going to use scent dogs throughout the neighborhood.

I'll go see what I can find.

No, I know what he wears.

I'll go with you.

I'd also like

to get blood samples from each family member.

Why? Well, the sooner we can eliminate

the expected hairs and fibers from within the household

we can begin looking for outsiders.

Is it going to hurt?

I hope not.

Sara?

Yeah?

Take this ransom note to q.D.

Typewritten ransom note?

Kidnapper was organized.

I think it's ink-jet

not typewriter.

I'll get it to questioned documents

check for origination prints, the works.

Take every computer and printer

from the Anderson house with you.

You think the suspect printed the ransom note

from inside the house

while they were sleeping?

I'm not thinking anything yet.

Nick?

Yo.

No, thanks, I'm an iced tea man.

It's not a refreshment.

It's an experiment.

Now take this to the lab

in a controlled space, 72 degrees fahrenheit

and open it.

Keep this in the same room-temp space.

Okay, then what?

Process, Nick, process.

Baby's bedroom window is open

and the ladder's still out there.

So canvass the whole grounds from outside to in.

I'm all over it like a cheap suit.

You see this spiderweb?

Damn, warrick!

I'm sorry.

Your ticker okay?

What spiderweb?

Right here.

Kind of hard to get a baby out of a window

climb onto a ladder

without messing up this web, don't you think?

Well, it could have happened

after the abduction.

Spiders can build one of these things

in a few hours.

Warrick?

What are you doing?

Go around.

Ooh, you're right on the golf course.

That must be nice.

Steve likes it.

I never cared for the game.

That one's my favorite

but zacky, he, uh...

He liked another one.

Here it is.

There's a little spit-up on it.

He liked the way the fabric felt on his skin.

Oh, god...

It's okay. It used to happen to me with my daughter

if I didn't get to her right on time.

I can't believe that this is happening to us.

I'll get this to our guys.

What you got?

Two hair, separate and distinctive.

Ah, the plot thickens.

You smell something?

I smell these dirty diapers over here.

It's like a household cleanser.

There's a pine smell.

Probably used to clean that diaper pail.

No, it's stronger than that.

And it's emanating from this specific spot.

Whew.

Baby was killed before it even left the house.

Guy tried to cover his tracks.

What do you mean

you haven't checked for prints?

It's a ransom letter.

Everything

in the proper order.You know that.

I got five other tests i got to run on this paper

before I try to isolate prints.

You got anything for me?

Yeah. The paper's expensive.

High rag count.

I could have told you that.

Can you explain these three small vertical dots?

What? Where?

It tells me that

the printer that emitted this letter

has a spot on the drum.

A drum goes around three times to print one page.

So if the Andersons' printer was used...

There'd be three small dots

on any paper that comes out.

No vertical dots.

And different paper than the ransom letter

f.Y.I.

Yeah, this mold I made of that shoe print

matches the gardener's boot that I found

in the shed over there.

Yeah, well, we need to look for what's out of place.

And a gardener's boot in a garden is not out of place.

Well, the Andersons did say the guy's been out of town

on vacation for the last three days.

Grissom.

Ransom note's not from the Anderson's printer

or paper supply.

You're breaking up.

The Andersons are clear.

Whoever wrote the letter did it from a different location

and brought it with them.

Are you standing next to the copy machine

outside ballistics?

You want me to check ballistics?

No, I want you to move away from that machine.

Look, check all the printers at Steve Anderson's company.

Get q.D. To help you with a warrant.

Target all immediate co-workers

and disgruntled employees first.

Are those our dogs?

Grissom? Grissom!

Get those dogs back.

Get them back!

Stand back.

Well, we got to have pictures.

The coroner will be all over us.

I'll get the pictures!

I'm going to take him.

Oh, god, my baby!

Oh, my god, my baby! No!

My baby!

My baby!

Oh, my god!

Oh, my god!

The Andersons, who own

a profitable Internet company

in las Vegas, are said to be devastated

by the death of little Zachary.

As for leads, the police will only say

they have widened the investigation

to include employees of Steve Anderson's company.

Immediate coworkers are being asked to give DNA samples.

By all accounts, the employees are complying voluntarily.

One of them is quoted as saying

"anything to help Mr. and Mrs. Anderson

in their time of grief."

I can't give you

exact time of death, but I do know

cause of death was asphyxiation.

He was smothered.

The retinal hemorrhages are the result

of intercranial pressure from an edema.

The edema was caused by an acute lack of oxygen.

Smothered how?

Did you find hand marks

trauma around the mouth or nose?

No.

He was in a blanket when I found him...

Wrapped pretty tight.

Positional asphyxiation?

Maybe.

Abductor might have tried to protect him from the cold.

Suffocated him by mistake.

I'm going to run tests

on a microscopic fiber i found in his throat.

But I don't think his death was benign, Gil.

Or accidental.

Sternum was cracked.

X-rays say the fracture is fresh.

Manhandled and suffocated.

This little guy didn't have a chance.

Are those from Anderson's company?

Yeah. There's like 200 of them in that place.

I'm going to test them against the ransom note, one by one.

You got homicide's list of disgruntled employees?

They're still working on it.

You call homicide back

and tell them to get us that list now.

Hey.

Hey.Where are we

on those DNA samples? I got the hair samples

from the baby's crib ready for comparison.

Yeah? So answer my question.

Well, DNA's jammed.

Sanders says he'll get to the blood comparisons as soon as...

I hear you're backlogged.

20 "unknowns" from some drug shoot-out.

FBI special request.

Sheriff told me to clear it off my counter

before I do anything else.

These?

Yeah. You can almost smell Quantico, huh?

There.

Now they're off your counter.

Zachary Anderson, date of birth 01-23-01.

Date of death, three hours ago.

Until we find out

how and why...

This is the only case you work on.

Yes, sir.

Never seen him like this before.

Grissom?

What?

You told me a few weeks ago that nothing is personal.

No victim should be special.

Everyone follows your lead.

Everyone didn't find that baby.

I did.

And that little boy is dead

because someone lost their temper

or screwed up, or god knows what.

So, excuse me, but this victim is special.

Mr. and Mrs. Anderson are calling.

They want to know why you refuse

to release the body for burial.

They said that you gave the coroner strict instructions.

You better drive.

Sure.

I'm very sorry, but we have to preserve the evidence

in a case like this.

And as difficult as this sounds, Zachary is evidence.

We need to refer to him as the case unfolds.

Well, do you have any leads?

Any idea who did this?

Your child was found

500 yards from your back door, in clean clothes

wrapped in a white blanket, laid carefully under a statuary.

A stranger wouldn't

treat a victim like that.

You think we had something to do with this?

The FBI tells us

that you never received a call from the abductor.

What kind of a kidnapper forgets to call the family?

The wealthy family.

My lawyer warned me

that you were going to try this.

You don't have a suspect

so now you're going to come after us.

But you have nothing to hide.

You're damn right we don't.

I thought I'd deliver this in person.

DNA came back on the entire family.

The blood we found

in the baby's room...Belongs to your son Tyler.

I was playing ball in the backyard

and I cracked zacky's window.

Dad had told me not to hit the ball towards the house.

So I went up and replaced the window

before anyone got home

and I cut my finger on the glass.

And you wiped up the blood with some type of pine cleanser.

I thought i got it all.

Let's go back a second, Tyler.

You said that you baby-sat for Robbie and Zack last night

right?

I told the police that this morning.

We had a homeowner's association vote meeting.

It was just five doors up from our house.

I had, uh...I had made dinner

and then Steve and i walked up to the clubhouse.

We were gone maybe 30 minutes, until 9:00.

We contacted the association.

The story checks out.

I also did a background search.

Tyler has quite a temper on him, don't you, Ty?

What?

You were expelled

from school twice last year

for physical altercation.

That was school yard stuff.

Beat up a 12-year-old

in the school stairwell.

He made fun of my mother.

I wasn't going to let him get away with that.

Your brother Zack say something

you weren't going to let him get away with, either?

don't talk about my brother thatway, you bastard.

Sit down. now.

He's, uh...He's upset.

He is not usually like this.

People are calling us killers.

And I miss my little brother.

That still doesn't mean you didn't kill him.

So what are we looking for?

I don't know.

Well, let's start up and work our way down.

Here's the father's bottle of cola.

Here's the unknown.

I duplicated conditions and monitored the pressure

that escaped from the father's bottle

which he'd told you had been open two hours

against one i know was open two hours.

Kept this log.

Pressure released every quarter hour.

Good, Nick.

Did you find any ethanol on the lip of that bottle?

Well, I've got trace running tests

now, but I did

an unscientific whiff test.

Picked up a hint of some kind of booze.

Call me when you get the results.

See if they can find out

what this green substance is

on these nylons I found in Mr. Anderson's closet.

I'll take a swatch, get it back to you asap.

The mother's prints...

The father's prints...

And a set of unknowns.

They're not unknown.

I ran them against the employees

of Steve Anderson's computer company

disgruntled and otherwise.

They belong to a needra Fenway.

And who is needra Fenway?

Steve Anderson's secretary.

So, of course, i checked out her printer.

As I'm sure you know, all printers have their own

unique signature.

These three...

Tiny vertical dots from needra's printer

match the ransom note perfectly.

Thank you.

Thank you for coming in.

Anything I can do to help.

You know, it's, it's just terrible what happened.

Maybe you can explain why your printer

was used to create the ransom note found in the Anderson home.

What?

We have evidence that this came

from your printer.

There are 500 people who work in that office.

Anyone could have used my printer.

We also found a strand of hair.

Our lab has matched it

to you.

From the Anderson home.

I'm Steven's secretary.I go there.

Do you go upstairs?

'Cause that's where we found

this particular hair.

You two were

having an affair.

We ended it.

Because his wife got pregnant?

I'm not going down this road.

What? A new baby

screw up the office romance?

It was more than just an office romance, okay?

Much more.

Well, a lot of women would understand

if you went over there and... got rid of that baby.

Sure. Quickest way

to end a guy's marriage.

Okay, I need a lawyer.Is that it?

Is that what you're saying here?

Are these your nylons?

I found these hidden in the back of Mr. Anderson's closet.

So, did you come to him

after you disposed of the baby

and ask him to hide them for you?

Talk to Steve.

Steve asked her to get out of an obligation of a newborn?

Geez, haven't these people ever heard of divorce?

Needra didn't kill Zack any more than I did.

How do you explain her hair in the baby's crib?

We broke up the day

that I learned that Gwen was pregnant with Zack.

I loved needra

but I love my family more.

Needra asked if she could

see Zack, after he was born

to help her kind of accept the reality.

So, I had her in last Saturday

to watch him sleep.

Gwen had the kids at skating.

Needra was out of the house

in 15 minutes.

You don't believe me.

You've lied to me before.

About what? You told me that you

opened that cola bottle

the morning you reported Zack missing.

We had a test done.

You opened that bottle

six hours before you said you did--

the night before-- somewhere around 11:00 P.M.

The lab is still testing it.

I also believe that you cut it with alcohol.

Rum and cola-- what does that prove?

Was needra Fenway in your house that night?

Did you catch her suffocating your son?

What are you doing?

What have you done?

That's not how it happened.

Well, why don't you tell me how it happened.

Robbie, what did you do?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

All right, I heard you.

Do we have to have this conversation right now?

Mr. Anderson?

What? Yeah.

I'm from the las Vegas post.

Comments about these pictures your secretary

sold to the midnight informer this afternoon?

Where did you get these?

The tabloid's web site.

Needra sold them to pay for her legal fees.

Mr. Anderson?

My only comment is that I love my wife very much.

Excuse me.

I'm from the las Vegas post.

May I ask you a few questions?

No.

A wife kills her baby

to get back at her husband over his affair.

Come on.

Any woman would go after the husband, not the baby.

True. But in some instances

women have been known to kill their children

as a way to pay back a spouse.

Particularly if it's over an affair

and particularly if the child was a male child.

Well I don't buy it.I just don't buy it, doctor.

She really loved that baby.

Well, Catherine

that's why she's in this much pain now.

A guy cheats, but the wife commits murder.

How come moms always end up the bad guy

with you Freud types?

That's because this mother is the bad guy.

CNN just dug up a 13-year-old charge

against Gwen Anderson.I heard it on the car radio.

What kind of charge?

It's called shaken baby syndrome.

The oldest boy, Tyler?

When he was a newborn

she shook him so hard they had to go to the hospital.

She shook the kid unconscious.

Is this authentic?

Yeah, they were on the phone

with the arresting officer from Oregon.

He faxed me this report.

Our grieving mother...Her record for child abuse.

Baby killer.

You should die.You call yourself a mother?

You're the worst.

Baby killer. Someone should take those other kids from you.

Did you kill Zachary over your husband's affair?

Did you act alone or did Tyler help?

Baby killer. Bitch.

You deserve to die.Gil Grissom.

You found the baby.

How hard is it for you to look at Gwen Anderson?

Let me tell you something.

People are presumed innocent...

Innocent until a court of law can examine all the evidence

and prove otherwise.

Until then

everything else is...

Gossip.

She deserves to

be put in jail.Gil Grissom. Gil Grissom!

Ice.

I don't need this.

Just do it.

That was quite a speech you made out there

but between you

me and the water fountain...

You think that Gwen Anderson's innocent?

What? Are you changing teams now?

You've been her biggest supporter.

I still am.

I'm just... taking your temperature.

Hey?

We're up.

You didn't answer my question.

You're right. I didn't.

I never meant to hurt Tyler, you have to understand.

You shook him unconscious.

He was choking.

All on his own?

Change your tone

or I'll end this right now.

Well, it's a legitimate question.

But I have to work on my tone.You're right.

Try again.

All on his own?

Go ahead, Mrs. Anderson.

He had gotten food in his windpipe.

His face was... turning red.

Steve was at work.

So, I, I patted him on his back

and-and on...And on his stomach

and finally, i turned him upside down

and I started shaking him to get the food out...

To... to dislodge it, and I did.

But I realized that I had hurt him, so I called 9-1-1.

She was a new mother

23 years old.

If she'd meant to harm her son

why would she call 9-1-1?

Did the E.R. find proof

that there was food lodged in Tyler's throat?

No, that's why the police were called in.

And by the time my client went home

and found the chewed food on the kitchen floor

it was all too late.

She was branded.

It was a French fry he had grabbed from my plate.

As for the death of little Zachary

my client

categorically denies any involvement.

She's a victim of an intruder who entered her home

and abducted and killed her child.

Thank you all

for your continued efforts to find the real killer.

Did you know that your

golf course paints its grass?

Excuse me?

It's actually a vegetable dye.

Biodegradable.

They've been using

green dye on television tournaments for several years.

What's your point?

I found a pair of nylons

in the back of your husband's closet.

We, uh

we have a receipt

that links them to your client.

The exact same dye from the golf course

where Zachary was laid to rest is on your nylons.

She belongs to the club.

Grass stains.

But she doesn't play golf.

Remember our conversation, Mrs. Anderson?

It's not your game?

If you arrest her now...You have 48 hours

to charge her.

You really want to show your hand at the arraignment?

We'll be in touch.

Look.

Mommy, I want my mommy.Hey.

Can we just go, please? What's going on?

Did you see that?

A mother repelled by her young.

She didn't seem like that type to me.

All right, okay.Here, go to your brother.

I'll catch you later.

I want to hear that 9-1-1 tape.

Hi.Hey.

Grissom?

The coroner's been trying to reach you.

Did he nail time of death?

9:00 P.M., but, uh, there's something else.

He isolated the fiber found in Zachary Anderson's throat.

It's a flame-retardant material--

generic name's metaramid.

From the baby's clothes? Fire-retardant

infant's clothes are made out of vinyon.

The fiber found in Zack's throat

is a stronger chemical treatment.

It's found in things

that are made to be near fire and flames.

Hey?

Hey, can I go with you?

Same color as the fiber in Zack's throat.

Okay, this is the 9-1-1 call

from the Anderson house at 4:30 A.M.

Our baby has been kidnapped.

493 fairmark.

Please hurry.

Mrs. Anderson wasn't there?

You wouldn't think so

but I went ahead and separated out

any underlying voices.

What are we going to do?!

She was standing, like, two meters from the phone.

Yeah, well, it's a legitimate comment.

Doesn't make her guilty of anything.

I know, so I checked

to see if she was, like, faking her concern.

This program measures

the stress level of the speakers.

Oh, god, what are we going to do?!

The stress is real.

Are you familiar with the jonbenet case?

A little.

Well, the police went back, and they found an earlier call

that was placed from the home to 9-1-1

and the audio tests separated out the son's voice.

Now, I'm not saying that Tyler's our guy, but...

We need to check into every Avenue.

Well, I did backtrack

and there were no other calls that night

from the Anderson house--

from the land line, or from the cell phone.

In the parents' name, but did you look under Tyler's?

I mean, a rich kid like that's probably got a cell phone.

Yeah. All right, I'll get into it.

Hello.

Anderson attorney, 7:00 A.M.

7:00 A.M.?

I'll be there.

All the evidence.

Yeah. I'll bring it all.

Thanks.

My colleagues, messrs. Landry and frank

are representing Steve and Tyler Anderson respectively.

Although we're not co-counsel in the strictest sense

we've agreed

the authorities should have no more than three questions

to put to our clients each.

After that, we'll accept written submissions only.

Nice... what money can buy.

My family is done being railroaded by you people

so just ask your questions, and let's go.

I don't have any questions.

We know what happened in your house

the night Zachary died.

We've interpreted the evidence.

All right, let's work backwards

starting with the cover-up.

Sometime around 11:00 p.M.The night of the kidnapping

you and Mr. Anderson

had a drink-- rum and cola...

And decided what to do with the body of Zachary.

We have yet to determine

whether or not his death was accidental or intentional.

The question documents lab thinks

that a parent wrote the ransom note

because there's no money amount.

Too hard to put a price on your own son?

Mrs. Anderson, while your husband

was writing the ransom note, you wrapped

Zachary's body in a blanket

that you got from the upstairs linen closet.

You then laid his body to rest

near a statue on the golf course.

That's how you got the grass stains

on your nylons.

You put down a plastic bag

from the pantry so that he'd remain dry.

Evidence of genuine care

and concern.

And Mr. Anderson

you put up a ladder outside the window.

The only shoe prints we found were yours

and the gardener's

and the gardener has been out of town.

You then drove over to your office

and cranked off a ransom note

on the first available printer

possibly thinking that if you used a printer from outside your house

we wouldn't be able to trace it.

But these three dots...

Have given you away.

This may prove cover-up.

None of it proves they killed Zachary.

You're right, counselor.

Zachary's life was taken much earlier in the evening.

The coroner estimated time of death at 9:00 P.M.

Estimated.

It could be 8:30.

Yes.

While Robbie and Zachary were in Tyler's care.

You said we could ask three questions each.

Am I right? Stop.

Ty didn't do this.

don't give them anything.

We're already ruined.

They're just...

They're just trying to protect me.

Please. And I can't go on.

Mrs. Anderson. I killed him.

I came home.

Tyler h-h-hadn't put Zachary to bed because he

he was crying, and I wanted to hush him up

and, and I just, I went too far.

For the record

my client made this statement against legal counsel.

Would you tell us...How you killed him.

I smothered him with a pot holder.

And that's when Steve and i came up with the kidnap story.

It was the longest night of our lives.

You had to wait till the morning to report him missing.

So that it wouldn't look suspicious.

And you may not believe me, but I loved him.

I loved him very, very much.

We're going to have to have them both arrested.

I'm just coming to meet you guys.

I thought you were at the Andersons.

She copped.

Guilty people do that

when you corner them with evidence.

Guys, the mother didn't do it.

What?

Listen.

What did you do, Robbie?!

What did you do?!

I was watching the boys.

I had my eye on them; I did.

Yeah. But then you called your girlfriend.

And we got to talking.

And I was kind of ignoring Zack and Robbie.

They were being quiet.

They were behaving.

I turned around, and I saw how still he was.

I ran to him, and he was dead.

And that's when you called 9-1-1.

But you must have dropped the phone

to tend to Zack.

What did you do, Robbie?!

What did you do?!

Then I guess somehow in the chaos

you got disconnected.

Soon after that, your parents arrived.

Oh, my god.

What happened?

One of you worked on him so hard that you cracked his sternum.

He was already blue.

I pushed.

I tried to breathe air into him, but he was gone.

We did everything that we could.

Why didn't you just tell the truth?

We wanted to protect Robbie.

We didn't want him to grow up with the stigma of...

"The boy who killed his brother."

He's three.

He's clinically unaware of his actions.

No court would hold him accountable for that.

But everybody else would know.

It would follow him the rest of his life.

And my wife...Would rather go to prison

than to have anybody know what Robbie did.

Mr. Anderson, we won't let that happen.

Now I know why you didn't want to hold Robbie

when your older son handed him to you

outside the police department.

I'm very sorry.

I always, uh...

I always tell them, "gentle, gentle."

He didn't mean it.

I know he didn't mean it.

Of course he didn't.

You must think that we're awful people--

all the stuff that's come out.

You're an average family

burdened with a tragedy that put you under a microscope.

That close, nobody can look good.

Your family's waiting for you.

You ready?