All language subtitles for CSI.Crime.Scene.Investigation.s02e22

(loud rock music playing)

(laughing)

We should have
these parties more than once a month.

I would, but Mina
tends to get jealous.

I love you, Chief,

but if anybody should
be jealous, it's you.

(laughs)

Who's that guy?

Hey, Chief...

I didn't know you
were into guys, too.

What guy?

(two gunshots)

Daddy?

So, two nights ago,
he has a party.

High-end guest list,
very private.

That was the last
anyone saw of him.

Housekeeper arrives
20 minutes ago.

This is
what she found.

Ex- Chief of Detectives.

Left to make the big bucks.

Consulting to the security
at every major casino in town,

and couldn't even
protect himself.

There's only one interpretation
for this:

"Kill the pig."

And what about
the rest of his family?

No sign of the wife.

What about the daughter?

Housekeeper assume d that she spent the

Assumed?

She's gone.

His wife and daughter
are missing.

His silver Cadillac DTS
is also missing.

We're looking for any
signs of forced entry
in the house,

- any signs of ransack that's not associated with the party

We need serious damage control. When

it's going to be bad for morale all around.

- I'll take the downstairs. - Yeah, I'll be

Looks execution - style.

At least one shot
to the back of the head.

A lot of bruising
around these handcuffs.

So he probably
fought back.

Without a doubt.

Found a shell casing.

Looks like one of ours.

Nine- millimeter,
standard issue.

So where do you suppose
the chief keeps his gun safe?

(drilling)

We're in.

Thank you, Scott.

No problem.

What do you got?

.38.

Nice.

Pearl handle.25.

Clear?

I'm looking forthat.9.

So you think the
chief might've kept

his signature piece
someplace else?

"For 25 years of
distinguished service."

An honor like that.
Keep it in the case.

Yeah.

So I'm thinking that
the wife might be in on this.

Why didn't
she plan better?

Pack the
kid's clothes.
What?

The nanny told
me that she only
took one shirt...

one the kid
wouldn't even wear.

Security guard. No party list,

but he did see each car that left the night of the party and when

Chief Rittle left
around 5:00 a.m.

5:14, to be exact.

You saw
Chief Rittle leave?

Yeah. He was with
his wife and kid.

And he had his baseball cap
and sunglasses on,

like he always does.

So you saw a baseball cap
and sunglasses.
(cell phone rings)

Did you actually
see the chief's face?

Well...

actually, I didn't.

Brass found the
chief's Cadillac.

Who found it?

In-house security.
Blue jacket.

First time he saw
the car was Saturday.

Chalk ed the tires twice.

Saw the bulletin on
the chief and called us.

Any bodies, Joe?

I already checked
inside the car.

We're waiting on you
to check the trunk.

(cell phone rings)

Whoa.

Excuse me.

Who is this?

"Chief Rittle"?

What is his connection
to the chief?

I don't know.

But, if he has gunpowder
residue on him,

could be our shooter.

Okay.

Florida Highway
Patrol called.

Several motorists
saw a girl matching Sasha's exact physical

walking along an access road.

In Florida?

Miami - Dade County.

Chief was shot Friday night.

It's a two-day drive
if you don't stop.

It's national news with national attention.

I'm not surprised
we're getting call-ins.

Well, if it is our little girl, she's got evidence
on her

One of us should be down there to

Take Warrick.
I don't think he's
ever been to Florida.

She's seven years old!

She's wearing a pink shirt!

She was last seen
by a motorist there!

She can be two kilometers
in either direction.

Think of this area
as a quadrant. Divide up.

You, north.

You, south.

Got it!

(squeals)

(squealing)

Sasha?

Sasha?

My name is Horatio Caine.

I'm the head of the Crime Unit.

Horatio?

Yeah.

That's a funny name,
isn't it?

My mother named me

after a famous writer
named Horatio Alger.

Ever hear of him?

Is your badge real?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's real.

My daddy's a policeman.

I know that.

I knew that.

They're looking for me,
you know.

Me, too. Me, too.

What do you say we sit here

and get found together?

(sighs)

What a day.

(helicopter whirring)

Burgundy sedan.
Caucasian female.

Age 32. Traveling
with a Caucasian male,

indeterminate age.

I got a female in distress.

I want the APB to
extend to the whole state.

Panhandle to the Keys.
Yes, sir.

Good.

Horatio Caine.

Catherine Willows.

Caine.
Brown.

Child Services has
sent a doctor out.

All right,
let's just be clear.

This is a Las Vegas case.

This is our victim,
and we do the processing.

Okay, I didn't say he processed her. I just said he was here.

I appreciate the respect.

You sure about that?

Does she know
about her father?

Not yet.

Well, I'd like
to get started processing.

Can you show me
where you found her?

Okay, I found her
right in here. And...

this is the young lady
right over here.

Hi, Sasha.

I'm Catherine Willows.

And...

I need to ask you
a few questions.

Okay?

My kit.

Did the man touch you?

He hit my mommy.

Did he hit you?

Did he hurt you
in any way?

He acted like
I wasn't there.

Well, you know what
always happens to
bad people?

They leave behind
a part of themselves,

and that's how you can
help us find your mommy.

Now, I need to look underneath your

You want to show me
what's in your hand?

It's okay.

Where did you get that?

Go! Run, Sasha, run!

I ran out after they drove off.

I picked that up.

I bet it felt cold
when you picked it up.

No.

No... hot.

Hmm.

You're trick ing me.

You're too smart for that.

You can spot a Glock cartridge
from a block away:

Rectangular
firing pin impression,

breach face shear.

This casing's no Glock.

It's isn't
your chief's weapon.

Well, whoever this guy
is, he's a lousy shot.

Five casings, no hits.

Oh, by the way,
I'm Calleigh Duquesne.

Don't ask me how
to spell it. Southern.

Catherine Willows.
Southern... Nevada.

You got a theory on how the mother and

all the way in Miami
from Las Vegas?

Well, we don't actually
work theories. Do we, Warrick?

No, just evidence.

We're much more
fanciful down here.

Aren't we, Horatio?

I think that's a
fair description.

My guess is, this belongs
to a Taurus 9, made in Brazil. It's a cheap

and you may not see
many of them in Vegas,

but we get them down here
all the time.

Which makes me think this guy
wasn't fleeing Las Vegas.

He was coming home to Miami.

Well, it's no longer
"Trunk Man."

Identified him
from his dental records.

Jason Doyle. Dead
for three days; no GSR.

So, I guess he
didn't shoot Rittle.

We only recovered one
slug from his cranium.

And I got this fragment from his lower back.

His lower back?

I thought he was shot
twice in the head.

Vascular embolization.

Bullet got into his
arterial system.

That's rare.

Well, it took a
full-body X ray for me to find the thing.

Bullet entered here,

fragmenting at the neck,

and losing velocity upon penetration of the

Tube down the aorta,
continually losing momentum.

As it exit ed the aorta,
it struck the vertebral column

and then was swept down
to the base of the aorta

where I recovered it
here at the lumbar region.

(huffs)

Pinball.

Looks like nines...
like we found in the chief.

I'll call Catherine. Thanks.

Yeah.

Hey, Nick.

Mm-hmm?

You ever been
to a swingers' party?

Well, if it's the same
thing as a frat party,

yeah, lots of them.

You know, you get
enough booze going, things can
get pretty wild.

Frat party, huh?

I wouldn't know
anything about that.

How wild?

Multiple-partner wild.

And it'd be no big deal to have two, maybe
three

Hit on the rock glass.

Work card.

"Orpheus Hotel. Tiffany Langer."

Who's she?

Showgirl.

Yes, I went to the party.

No, I didn't go alone.

And, no, I'm not telling you

my date's name
or anyone else who was there.

These people
are important.

Well, a very important
police officer was murdered there.

I don't care.

It took me a long time
to get into the circle,

and I plan
on staying there.

Was there anybody there
you didn't know?

Anybody who wasn't
in "the circle"?

Well, my date.

Do you know where he is?

I haven't seen him
since that night.

He sent me home
with a judge and his wife.

So... your date

stayed at the party
after you left?

As far as I know.

Where does he live?

I don't know.

I've known him for five days.

Well, that's 120 hours.

There must be something
you know about him that you could share

Right-handed, a Libra,
circumcised, rich...

Back-East rich.

Which kind of surprised me

because he wore
really cheap cologne.

Cheap? How?

Smelled funny... sweet.

Are you sure it was cologne?

Or deodorant. Mouthwash, maybe

All I know is
it smelled sickly sweet.

To be honest, I thought he could
have used a little help in that department.

Would you happen to have

an article of clothing
of his by any chance?

The only thing he gave me
was a good time.

Hey, guess what?

This isn't about you.

This is about a missing
seven-year-old girl.

Why don't you give us his name?

Adam Van der Welk.

Uh... no, the chief's little
girl is with Child Services.

We're still
at the drop-off place.

Yeah, right. Will do, Brass.

I got a pill.

Looks like a sedative.

Okay.

Diazapam.

Benzos.

That could explain
why the mother

didn't escape
with her daughter.

She was incapacitated.

Go!

How'd the little girl get away?

We got some tire treads
on the shoulder.

Made an easy stop.

And why did he pick
such a secluded area?

Seems like a great place
to ice someone.

Or take a leak.

Maybe that's why he stopped
the car here... to take a leak.

Run! Run, Sasha, run!

Let me ask you another question:

When you're home alone, do you lock the

I don't
even know you.

Sure, you do. We all do.

It's human nature
to avoid being
vulnerable, isn't it?

So, if that's the case,

then he would look for a tree

to shield himself,
wouldn't he?

So, then the question becomes,

how far along this path
before he loses sight of them?

Not very far.

Look at this.

Bang. Footprints...

and this is urine.

If you're lucky, urethral cells
with slough off with urine.

But, if we get his DNA,

there's a chance
we'll get
him.

(cell phone rings)

Yeah. Caine.

What do you mean, FBI?

So you're saying the guy has B.O.?

Body odor, bad breath.

I don't know; there's something
about Adam Van der Welk

that makes him smell.

All this because some showgirl
said he smelled sweet?

Sickly sweet.

Smells can be like fingerprints,
my dear.

Hey, what's going on there?

I thought you were
meeting the Feds?

Uh... yeah, we are.
They picked the place.

The Shore Club.

Later.

What's taking
so long?

That is a good question.

Hey, I just ran into
a Fed in the lobby.

He told me that,

apparently, the Vegas case
fits the profile of a serial

the FBI's been tracking.

Hey, you're from Vegas?

Speedle.
Brown.

Where was the Fed?

He's right there
in the lobby.

He's got his little,
you know, headphone on,

and his little tie.

And you talked to him?

Yeah.

Do they have an I.D. Yet?

No I.D. Yet,
but their perp

targets
wealthy couples

at their playgrounds...

Pebble Beach,
Aspen, the Hamptons.

Evidently, the husbands
get murdered first

and the wives later...

after they've enjoyed 48 hours
of fun and games.

48?

Vegas?

Speedle.
Willows.

That's it?

There's also a link to Miami.

Of course there is.

Or, you know, he could
just be some geriatric dude

that just digs the weather.

I don't understand. Why didn't the Feds
put this out on NCIC?

Because they're Feds.

Excuse me.

Dennis. Dennis.

Yeah?

Tick-tock, Dennis.

While you're waiting
to get your ducks in a row,

the guy with
the "Miami link" just slipped
through my hands.

Horatio, I didn't have
federal approval...

I need answers
for this little girl.

Her father's just been killed...
maybe her mother, too...

and that's your fault. You understand that.

It sounds like you're
making this personal.

Dennis,
you don't give me this link,

I will make this
very
personal.

All of his victims stayed
here in the last year.

Here? This hotel?

Rittle and his wife, too.
Last winter.

Mmm. Wish I would
have known that. Maybe he would
still be alive.

Yeah?

(speaking Spanish)

Si...Vamos.

I had a bad feeling
about this.

What did she
just say to you?

She just said that you need
to learn the language.

I don't see this burgundy car.

Where you looking?

Check the disturbance
along the bank

and follow it in.

How did you find
the disturbance? Drive up and down the

No, the thing about Miami

is the entire city's
watched from above.

Coast Guard choppers.

Someone going to cover me?

I got you.

Cover you for what?

Alligators.

Only way to
outrun a gator

is to swim faster than
the guy next to you.

Isn't that right, Delko?

Used to have a partner.

Guys... please?

That her?

Yeah, that's Mina Rittle.

Our guy's still in the wind,
folks.

Still in the wind.

What's her name?

Mina Rittle.

Who wrapped you, Mina?

The plastic wasn't
for transport.

Covering her intimates...
most likely sexual.

Two gunshot wounds,
left temple.

One shot was
a through-and-through.

Trace ASAP, along
with the plastic.

My preliminary probe

shows water
in the lungs,

which indicates she was still alive when she was put in the canal.

Looks like the eyes are glued shut.

Gold crusty substance
underneath.

What is that, Mina?

The substance is water- soluble.

But somehow it got preserved in the water.

My guess is

the plastic was wrapped around her eyes at

Wait a minute.

There's a lot more of it.

What do you want to bet

this is in every orifice?

You guys got a sick one.

Aha!

Delko, you've been down there
for45 minutes.

Do you know the
level of bacteria
in the water?

You can get
all kinds of infections.

What do you got?

Water pistol.

One water logged
Beretta knockoff.

Suspect's personal gun?

That's it.
Congratulations.

I'll put it over the wires that he's not carrying
that Taurus anymore

Do that, and take a shower.

Nice shoes.

Ma'am, you have
to concentrate
on the face...

in parts...
not just the whole.

Ask me
what he wore.

Ask me if he was
good in bed.

Just don't ask me
how close together
his eyes were.

You said he kind of looked
like Ricky Martin, right?

Yeah, with a touch of Jude Law.

Try to not
just picture him.

Try to think of an event.

Okay...

Three-way kiss.

His lower lip
was kind of pouty...

and he had this

Michael Douglas thing
working, you know... -

a cleft in his chin.

Kind of like that?

Yeah.

You're right.
That is easier.

Adam Van der Welk.

Little girl saw a monster.

Showgirl saw a husband.

So this guy could be anybody.

Yeah, that's the problem
with eyewitnesses.

All the more reason
to rely on evidence.

Tell Warrick hey.
Let me know if anything breaks.

You, too.

Hey.

Hey.

So, how's your colleague
Grissom doing

on the aroma angle?

I'm sure he's
making progress,

but Grissom rarely says anything until he's
good

Smart man.

I just wanted to show
you something.

The sticky substance
we got off the wife

is, in fact, honey.

You say that like
it means something.

Well, honey on its own
is just honey

but, when you add plastic wrap,
it's... a different situation.

(techno-pop playing)

(cheering)

(crowd chanting)
Five... four... three...

...two... one...

(cheering)

Yum.

This is where
he got the idea.

Yep.

Wish me luck.

Some guys like to lick it off.

Really? I'm partial
to the swab myself.

Ready, honey?

Coming, dear.

Tuberculosis victims
emit breath that smells

like wet leaves.

Maple, elm, ash, what?

I'm not sure.

Miami is pulling
cars out of canals,

chasing leads,
debriefing the kid...

and you guys are
flip ping through textbooks?

This is how I work.

Tuberculosis.

Cyanide Poisoning.

Endocrinology.

I'm following my nosino.

You're closer to this Van der Welk guy than

Doctor.

Doctor.

How about Darier disease?

Doesn't that give you a rash that smells like

We're looking for something
a little sweeter.

There's diabetic ketoacidosis.

Body has excess glucose,
which converts to ketone...

gets expelled
through the pore s.

Has a fruity smell.

It would help if we had a piece
of the assailant's clothing.

What?

I think I overlooked some evidence.

I'm going to isolate it
using high-performance

liquid chromatography.

Once we identify
the pollen,

we'll know if it's floral honey.

So, H, when's the last time you were in

I was there opening night.

I didn't see you there.

I was, uh...

VIP.

What is this?

It's Tupelo honey.

It's the purest
of all honeys.

Stays in liquid form for life. Doesn't

Where'd you get that?

CDC hip ped me to it after that Africanized

Okay, let's swap
this out.

I want you to take
a look at this.

We got this off
the chief's wife.

It's a match.

It's a match.

$500 for five dollars' worth of honey? I don't

Those are mostly
for decoration

but, once in a while, some bigwig comes,

Wouldn't it have
been easier to put these in order? This is

Maybe not. I've got a receipt
from two nights ago.

Let me see that.

Do you recognize
this guy?

Yeah. Looks just like every other Joe that

Look, you work the door.

Anybody come in here
in the last 48 hours

that bought some of that
very expensive Tupelo honey?

This is Miami. Every night's a weekend.

My people tell me
that a customer came in two nights ago to

Wasn't a customer. It was a limo driver.

- A limo driver? - Yeah. Gordon.

Gave me a C-note
just to double- park.

Did this Gordon tell you who he had in the

No. Just that it was some rich guy... some

Let me guess... from Vegas.

Yeah.

(siren wailing)

How did
you find him?

Figured, limo driver...
airport.

I spotted Gordon,
here, on Alton...

back way to
Miami International.

Lit him up,
pulled him over here.

Nice work.

You got a
last name, Gordon?

Daimler.

Look, Officer, the Corwins are coming in on
their

I really
should be there.

Well, the Corwins
are going to have to wait.

We understand that another one of your

bought some very expensive honey from a

Yeah, well, I've had
stranger requests.

This customer of yours
have a name?

Never got it. He paid cash. Never saw a

Well, did you notice anything unusual about

Did he smell?

Did he... have an odor?

Uh... his breath, maybe. He'd been drinking

Remember what he was drinking? Was it

Whatever I have stocked.

- Well, we'd like
to take a look. - Sure. Go ahead.

Vodka.

Gin.

Smell that?

Sickly sweet.

That's exactly how Grissom described it.

You want me to do what?

Smell this.

That's it.

That's Adam's smell.

In the five days
that you two were together,

did you happen to notice
what he was drinking?

Champagne.

Did he ever drink
anything sweeter, like whiskey or cognac?

Are you kidding me?

With him, it was
all Dom all the time.

You found a medical condition.

Diabetic ketoacidosis.

It's an insulin deficiency.

His body's been expelling
excess glucose. Makes him smell fruity.

Which, I guess,
could easily
be mistaken

for whiskey breath.

Hey, can you

test for diabetic
ketoacidosis off urine?

Well, blood's the best

but, if you had a urine sample,
maybe.

Ask him what medication
you would take for that.

What would
a doctor prescribe?

Novalin insulin.

Lucky for us we found
blood in his urine.

Absence of C- Peptide
in the blood.

Means the insulin
in our guy's system isn't natural...
it's synthetic.

And prescribed. We're right over here.

This is our database.

Okay, what we're looking for
is a patient

who's purchased
synthetic insulin

in the last 48 hours.

Here we go.

Gordon Daimler.

That's the limo driver.

That's him.

And the reason that old Gordon
probably didn't smell

when we picked him up

is because he'd just taken
his insulin, hadn't he?

But the scent was still
in the limo's AC system.

Well, now we have
this guy's address.

Yes, take a look
at this address.
A limousine driver

with a house on the water
in Coconut Grove?

I don't think so.

Who's the owner of record?

Let's check it.

Sissy and Dylan Corwin.

That's the couple that
he was picking up at the airport

when we pulled him over.

That's right.

So then maybe that's how
he finds his victims... driving a limo.

And, when they're away
at some posh resort,

he moves into
their house,
doesn't he?

Hops over to Las Vegas.

Visits the couple
he met in Miami. Kills the husband...
Mm-hmm.

...brings the wife
back here... kills her.

And, when the Corwins
come home...

not good.

No one's answering inside.

Miami- Dade Police!

Slowly.

Slowly.

I got a blood trail here...

leading to the garage.

He dragged her body to here...

and put her in that car.

Nine-mil.

One shot's
a through-and-through.

Scalp hair.

He fired this one first.

I don't know.

To terrorize her.

This strike here.

That one's all business.

He wrapped her in plastic by the bed,

raped her.

Then dragged her
in here and cornered her like an animal

If Gordon's true to form,

he's going
to kill the Corwins.

You guys should take
a look at this.

Well, people don't really buy these houses
for the view.

It's a place to put a million-dollar boat.

But what's your point?

The boat's missing,

and that's where he's
killing them right now.

Speed, get on that thing
right now.

Put the birds in the air
and call the Coast Guard. Right now. Do it.

Air and Sea, this
is Tim Speedle.

I need you to be
on the lookout for a yacht... T-45.

R.O. Dylan and
Sissy Corwin.

Commandeered by one Gordon Daimler.

Gordon Daimler.

Commandeered by...

Gordon Daimler.

Coast Guard found her adrift!

No radio contact!

We hailed her.

No response.

Infrared's up.

Blue means dead,
red means alive.

Pink.

Body heat's fading. Person's dying.

- Identify the other players. - Speed?

Red. Is that our suspect?

I'm not sure.

I am.

How?

We haven't identified all the players.

He's going back to finish off
the job. Detweiler.

Getting a bead on him, sir.

M.O. On this guy says husband's already

He's going back to finish off the wife.

You're good to go.

Body language does not look like an attack.

Wait a minute,
wait a minute.

Don't the Corwins
have a jet?

The Corwins have a jet, right?

Gordon's left them here to die!

Abort this, Sackheim!
Abort this!

Interstate case.
Not your call! Proceed!

Stand down!

Take him out!

Detweiler, I know you want to impress your

but there's an innocent
man on that boat.

Now, if you take this shot,

I'm going to be in your grille for the rest of
your natural life.

I want you to think bout what that might be

Think about that.

Thank you. Speed,
the Corwins have a jet. Find the jet.

Call the FAA, and ground the jet by authority
of Miami-Dade County.

You got it, H.

Give us 30 seconds.

Then send backup!

Mr. Corwin!

I tried to save her.

It's too late.

(sobbing)

Get me Fire and Rescue.

A few more minutes, sir,

we'll be on our way
to Monaco.

(pistol cocking)

Good evening...

Mr. Van der Welk.

Gordon, did you drive
your limo here?

He's clean.

The Corwins...

are my friends.

They lent me this plane.

Like the lent you their boat?

Speak to the pilot.

Dylan Corwin called him personally.

Directed him to fly me
to Monaco.

I'd rather call "Dylan"
at the hospital to confirm.

The husband
didn't die.

You left us a witness

and enough evidence to convict you in two

Rich men don't go to jail.

You're not rich, Gordon.

I'm going to, uh...

I'm going
to book this guy. You want to go with?

Nah, you got it.

I'll have my D.A.
Call your D.A.

(chuckles)

Sounds good.

Sounds good.

Uh... Thank you
for your help on this.

Thanks for yours, actually.

Right.

You take care of yourself.

I always do.

Hey.

My mommy and daddy are dead,
aren't they?

Well, your aunt is flying in to talk to you.

That's a yes.

I lost someone once.

Who?

Well...

Did you feel sick?

Still do.

Still do.

Sasha...

People are going to say
a lot of things about your mom and dad,

and some of them
are going to be true,

but what I want you to remember

is that they fought like heroes for you.

Will you remember
that for me?

Good.

Good for you.

Hello.

Hey.

Nice tan.

Nice suit.

Yeah, well, I knew you were coming back

Yeah.

Right.

Really.

What?

Nothing.

It's just... unusual to see you dressed like

I had to go to the chief's funeral.

Missed me that much, huh?