"Geez." "The poor guy was only 50." "They say cause of death was cardiac failure... resulting from a congenital defect." " You're not gonna talk like that when we get there, right?" " Like what?" "It's a wake, Bones." "It's not a crime scene." "You know." ""I'm sorry for your loss. '" "How are you holdin'up?" "'"Stufflike that." "I know." "I just don't agree with the social convention... which requires us to attend a day-long grieving ritual... simply because the deceased worked at theJeffersonian." "Try not to say "the deceased. "" "But it's not like any of us actually knew this Dr. Reilly personally." "I knew him." "It was Hank." "Hank was a prince." "I talked to him just last week about Michelle- how to get her to stop smoking." " She's smoking?" "What, she's smoking what?" " Cigarettes." "I've been her legal guardian for a month, and I'm already a total failure." "She's 16." "She's just tryin' to test you." "That's all." " Maybe we should just focus on Hank." " Oh, I think I remember him." " Uh, curly, blond hair, blue eyes, glasses" " Nope." "Dark hair, balding." "You don't even work at theJeffersonian." "How do you know him?" " The guy ran the best fantasy football league in D.C." " Oh, man." "Oh, man." " I still owe him 20 bucks." " Come to think about it, you know what?" "He owed me 20 bucks." "Great." "How am I gonna get that now?" " There are a lot of people here whom I recognize." " Well, they're from work, honey." "There's Amy Valeska." "That's Hank's assistant." "Oh, she looks really upset." "Grief can be very difficult to process." "So if anyone needs to talk" " That's why they have booze, Sweets." " Right." "Hank's mother over there is very rich- something to do with dry cleaning." " Dr. Temperance Brennan?" " Yes." "Hello." "Hank said you worked at the museum, but I didn't think you'd be here." " I-I'm Barney, Hank's brother." " "I'm sorry for your loss. "" " Uh, I'm sorry for your loss." " Yeah." "I'm an author- a writer, like you." "I mean, I-I write thrillers." "I've read all of yours." "Ladies and gentlemen, after you take a moment with the deceased... please join us in the family room for refreshments and reminiscences." " Yeah." " Sounds good." "Sorry, Hank... but she's still smoking." " Go up." "Pay your respects." " I know." "Okay, Bones, you really suck at this." "You are staring way too long at this guy, okay?" "People are gonna start thinking you have a thing for him." " This man was murdered." " Heart attack." " No." " He had a heart attack." "No." "Booth, this man was murdered." "Hank Reilly did not die from congenital heart failure." "He was murdered." "What is that?" "This is whiskey." "Well, it's a wake, Bones, okay?" "There's drinking involved." " We should remain clearheaded so we can solve the murder." " Code word, okay, for murder?" " Okay." "I want you to say "translation. " You understand?" " "Translation. "" " Okay." " Got it?" " Someone translated Dr. Reilly, and we have to find out who." "Bones, is there any chance you just feel bad... about not knowing this guy like the rest of us did... so now you're just makin' it about you and saying..." " that he was translated instead of" " Mmm." "I don't know- dying of natural causes?" "No." "There is no chance of that." " What makes you think he was... translated?" " Okay." "The rose that his assistant placed on his chest had fallen to the side." " So I reached in to put it back, and I touched him." " Whoa." "You touched him?" "Ah!" " Ah, geez!" " I touch dead people all the time, Booth." " Well, I felt cracked ribs:" "Left 2, 3, 4." " Drink up, will you?" " Why?" " 'Cause I'm hoping you're gonna pass out." "Booth, we are talking about translation." "Bones, did you ever think that, uh- oh, I don't know- if there was evidence of foul translation... that the coroner would've spotted it?" " Yes." " Fine." "So I'll tell you what." "Tomorrow morning... we will go find the guy who did the autopsy, and we'll ask him questions." "No." "Mmm, Booth." "Booth, Dr. Reilly is scheduled... to be cremated this afternoon." "All of the evidence will be destroyed." "We have to get an injunction... so that we can examine the remains." " Now." "You want me to take the body now?" " Yes." "That family will be scarred for life." "Booth, the man has been translated." "Okay, fine." "Fine, fine, fine." "Triple-fine, all right?" " I'll call for an injunction." "In the meantime" " Okay." " go into the family room there where they're doing toasts." " Okay." "All right." "There you go." "Bones?" "Put on a sad face." "No, sad." "Keep that face sad." "That's it." "That's it." "I loved" "Hank Reilly." "I still love him!" "And why not?" "He was... a good husband." "A good man." "The little things are what life's about- the routine." "Hank said I should ground Michelle." "But I don't want to be the enemy." "She's only been with me for a month, you know?" " Really?" "Now?" " Right." "Every morning, I brewed his tea for him... steeped just the amount he liked it." "What am I gonna do now- in the mornings... without Hank?" "Is she okay?" "I" " I'm Jonah Amayo." "Hank and I started at theJeffersonian at the same time." "He was head of Egyptology." "I lead the Caribbean department." "Bones, what are you doing?" "Will you stop playing with the body?" " Did you get the injunction?" " No." "The judge turned us down." " Why?" " Why?" "Because both the paramedics and the medical examiner... said that Reilly here died of heart failure." "No evidence of translation." " But I am contradicting them." "My record and credentials" " Okay, look." "The judge said he didn't want to grant a request to an author of pulp mystery books... just because she wanted to get a little free publicity." " There, I said it." " That man is a fool." "They are not pulp." "At least he was right about, you know, the paramedics and the medical examiner." "I will get thejudge the proofhe needs." "Just guard the door." " Get away from the body." "Get away from the body." " Guard the door." "From what?" " You undressed the deceased?" " No." "I didn't have to." "It was slit up the back." "I just had to untuck him." "Huh." "There was no mention of this contusion... in the medical examiner's report." " Meaning?" " This bruise was sustained later." " Corpses don't bruise." " Whoa, wait." "So Hank was alive after he was declared dead?" "Sure looks that way." "Where did the body go after the medical examiner?" "The funeral home for embalming." "We should talk to the funeral director." " Hello?" " You mind?" " Booth, Booth." " What?" " What?" " The-The widow and the undertaker." "What, they were dancing?" "What?" " Sexual intercourse." " Oh" "How am I supposed to get "sexual intercourse" from that?" " It's very obvious." " Oh, is it?" "No." " This is obvious." " This is my house now..." " and I can do... who I want in it." " Obviously." "Okay." "There you go." " So, uh, you do this stuff a lot?" " It's my job to comfort the bereaved." "Well, it is also your duty to... report any damage the body sustained during your preparation of it." "When did you take that?" "You molested the body?" " No." " F.B.I." " Wow." "F.B. I?" " You wanna explain how the bruises got on that body?" "The infusion of embalming fluid increases the stainability of bruises on the dermis." "A bruise not seen immediately postmortem often presents itself post-embalming." " Okay." "Is that good enough for you?" " What about the rib breaks?" "Rib breaks and sternum cracks- which I noted in his file- were the result of Dr. Reilly's assistant... attempting to revive him with C.P.R. after finding him unconscious in his office." "May I go?" "I have more work to do." "Right." "Right." "Sure, you have to go take care of his mother now too?" "So, you still think he was translated?" "Well, those are not the ribs that would break during C.P.R." " Well, maybe she was just bad at resuscitation." " No." "Booth, this is translation." " We need to do a full examination of the body at the lab." "But we do not have an injunction!" "This is a sad day for all of us." "But I think it's important that we remember... what we loved about Hank, you know?" "His sense of humor, of course." "He was always quick with a joke, good or bad." "Usually bad." "But he" "Oh, my God." "Uh-h-h-oh, my God, Hank." "Ah- Hank is" "Hank-Hank is" " He's leaving... us." "Where is he going from here?" "Who knows?" "Um... but, uh- uh" "Ah-oh-h-h, Go-o-od, uh, Hank." "It's not fair, you know?" "You live life." "And we- we-we die." "And we don't- we don't love enough." "And-And I-I-I'm" " I'm gonna..." "not do that anymore." "'Cause I'm" " I" " I- I need to live and-and..." "love." "And" "Thank you." "Hey, come on." "Slide 'im." "Hurry up, Bones." " Why are you telling me to hurry up?" " Walk with him, okay?" "Your Sequoia was, uh- it was blocked, so I grabbed Angela's Matrix." " Is there enough room?" " It'll be fine." "There's lots of room." "Here we go." "In the car." "Let me just get this stiff in here." " Shouldn't we lie him down?" " No, no." "You get stopped, you got a dead corpse." "This way, he just looks drunk." "Okay." "One, two, three." "Get the legs in." "There we go." "Grab the seat belt." "Plug him in." "Oh, watch his-Watch the" " Strap him in there, Bones." " He looks comfy." " You got him?" "All right." "See you later." " Great." " Aren't you coming with us?" " No." "I gotta make sure no one looks in the casket." "Okay?" "Go." "Go, go, go, go, go." "Go." "Drive." "Go!" "What are you waitin'for?" "Go!" "Go." "Go, go." "Ay." " Hey." " Hmm." " Hey, wh-what's goin' on?" " What-What do you mean?" "Your toast?" "The word "loony" comes to mind." " I was... moved and, you know, um, emotional." " Mm-hmm." " Tell me what's going on, Jack." " I thought his toast was wonderful." "See?" "I was just wonderful." "That's all." "We don't love each other enough in this world." "At least we don't say it enough." " You spoke from the heart." " They should really make an announcement... about this whiskey being 150 proof." "Amy, you were Dr. Reilly's intern, right?" "Graduate assistant, yes." "It must've been awful when you found him lying on the office floor." " Hodgins!" " Was he complaining of chest pains?" " Hodgins, what are you- possessed by Brennan?" " He was fine all morning." "When he left for lunch, I said, "Have a nice lunch. "" "And he said, "Thank you." "You too. "" " And I said" " So... you didn't go to lunch together." "No, no." "He had a lunch meeting." "Sushi." "I hate sushi." "I heard that the mercury in raw fish can make you stupid." " Mmm." " Mmm." "Yeah." "Uh, who was his lunch meeting with?" "He wouldn't say." "I yelled for help, called 911... and tried to get him breathing again until the paramedics" "Oh." "Ok-Okay." "Okay." " Okay." "All right." " Thank you." " Mm-hmm." " I'm gonna go freshen up now." "Okay." "Mm-hmm." "Okay." "Booth just told me Brennan thinks Hank was murdered... so he helped her steal the body... so Cam could take it back to theJeffersonian to have a look." " Hey." "You stole the body?" " No, no, no, no, no." "We didn't steal it." "You see, we-we borrowed it, okay?" "Cam and Bones think he was translated." " Uh, wh-what?" " "Translated. "" "It's code for "murder. " That's how we're saying it today: "translated. "" " Ok-Okay." "What if somebody looks in the coffin?" " That's exactly why I'm here." "Oh, hi, Mrs. Reilly." "Uh, would you excuse me, please?" "I" "I have a few private things to say to my son before he's cremated." "That's, uh, really not a great idea right now, ma'am." " Why?" " Well, there's a" " The-The fact is, um, the undertaker" " Mm-hmm." "Uh, he didn't graduate at the top of his class, so" "But I just saw Hank earlier." "Yes." "Yes, you did." "Um, but the, um- the putty that they used to..." "fill in the face has sort of... melted." "And, um, his nose is sort of..." "going to the side." "Um, and his hair... is like Hitler." " Hitler." " Hitler?" " Hmm." " Listen." "I really think it would be best... if you let Mr. Tung fix him up before you see your son." " There you are." " Oh, turn around, Barney." " We can't see Hank- not like this." " Like what?" " Like Hitler." " What?" "Please." "We're going... now." " Mother, have you been drinking?" " No." "These fractures were definitely not caused by C.P.R." "The breaks are more randomly located... and suggest a sharper impact than a hard push." "Yes, he was stabbed." "You can see the entry wounds hidden behind the trocar buttons- thirteen in total- each one sealing up a cutaneous puncture site... each one caused by a weapon three eighths of an inch in diameter- most likely... this." "Standard medical trocar, used in arterial embalming." "Could itjust be a poorjob of embalming?" "Impossible." "Over half of these are nowhere near a vein." "Hank was stabbed seven times with a trocar while he was still alive." "So Hank Reilly had a heart attack... was declared dead by the paramedics and the medical examiner... and then sent to an undertaker" "Where he was stabbed to death." "See, what we have here, Franklin, is a real-time... video link to theJeffersonian forensic lab, huh?" " So, say hi." " Hello." " I'm Dr. Camille Saroyan." "I'm not sure we met." " That's Mr. Reilly." "Why did you hide all these stab wounds?" "It's my job to make the body presentable." "I did my job." " I did my job." "I did my job!" " Okay, look." " Mr. Tung, what we need to know is who stabbed Hank Reilly." " I did." " It was me." " You stabbed the corpse?" "It's crazy." "This whole thing is totally crazy." "Maybe I'm crazy." "I did acid in high school, and that's probably why I'm not a doctor." "Okay, listen." "M-Just relax." "Just tell me what happened, okay?" "It was late." "Everyone had gone home, and the body had just come in." "I had cleaned and disinfected him and was about to administer... the pre-injection to flush his veins before I began the arterial embalming." "I went in through the right femoral artery." "Then suddenly-wham!" "His eyes open." "His body jerks up and spasms." " You panicked and stabbed him?" " It was a reflex." "I" "Have you seen those zombie movies?" "They can really warp you." "Okay." "You watch zombie movies on acid." " I was scared." " I get it." "Sometimes I'm here in the middle of the night, and I swear I see one of these bodies move." "Let me... just say I totally get that." "Okay, guys, listen." "Was- Was Hank Reilly dead or alive?" "It wasn't a full autopsy- no need, because he was declared dead by the hospital." "Cause seemed reasonable, so the M.E. just signed off on it." " Can I go?" " No, you can't go." "Listen, Cam." "How is it that a guy can appear dead to two sets of medical professionals?" "There are several forms of paralysis which mimic death." "Embalming would've destroyed any trace of paralytic toxins in his system." "Except" "A trace amount of the toxin... may still be found in the vitreous humor of the eye." "All right." "Let's go." "You can go now." "Come on." "Out." "Vitreous humor tests positive for tetrodotoxin- 100 times more lethal than potassium cyanide, naturally occurring." " But he wasn't dead." " Yet." "That occurs anywhere from 20 minutes to eight hours after ingestion." "Until then, heart and respiratory rates mimic death." "Tung hits a nerve while tapping the femoral." "Reilly bolts up, still in a coma" "And Franklin Tung stabs and kills him." "But somebody else poisoned him first." "Hank Reilly was in a paralytic state mimicking death... when Franklin Tung inserted the trocar... causing Hank Reilly to spasm in such a way... that he actually sat up on the embalming table." "Ah!" "So technically, Franklin Tung committed manslaughter... while somebody else committed attempted murder." " What did you find at the lab?" " "Tetris hydrogen. "" " Tetrodotoxin." " That's what I said." "Tetrodotoxin does have limited medical uses as a treatment for some cardiac arrhythmias." "Hank had a congenital heart condition." " So is this "tetrahockalin" thing common?" " Tetrodotoxin." " That's what I said!" " It's a" " It's a controlled substance." "Wait." "Angela, maybe you could access the F.D.C. database... see if Hank was ever prescribed tetrodotoxin." " I need a computer." " Use mine." "Come on." "In the car." "Come on, come on, come on." "If anybody comes in here, do not let them look in that casket." "Do you understand?" "All right?" " So, while I'm here, mind if I erase a few parking tickets?" "No, I'll tell you what." "I'm not gonna relax until we get Hank's body back in that casket." " Here's something." " What?" "Three milligrams of tetrodotoxin... was delivered to theJeffersonian three weeks ago." "Wait a second." "Hank had his heart medicine delivered to work?" "Oh, no, it wasn't Hank." "Delivery was accepted by Dr. Jonah Amayo in Caribbean studies." "Oh!" "Dr. Amayo, I'd like you to meet my associate, Seeley Booth." "I'm aware." "The two of you are fairly well known." "Right." "Dr. Brennan tells me theJeffersonian... is shutting down your department after this quarter." "I'm sure you've heard of this thing called the economy... which is in another thing called the toilet." "You were going to have to report to Hank Reilly." "Until he died and everything went back to normal." "You think I'm happy Hank died?" "He was my best friend." "Why did you order three milligrams of tetrodotoxin?" " Why are you interrogating me?" " I work with the F.B.I. See, that's what I do." " Hey, where have you guys been?" " Not now, Sweets." "Please." "Your field is the anthropological study of Caribbean culture." " How does a class one neurotoxin assist with that?" " Oh, I got it!" "Uh, neurotoxins are widely believed to cause the trance state... in reported cases of Haitian zombiism." "Am I right?" "I'm right, right?" "Zombies?" "There are no such things as zombies." "Just an island superstition." "And now you've managed to insult an entire culture and their belief system." " Oh, she does that to everyone." " Dr. Amayo's work in voodoo and Santeria is fascinating- and a little scary." "You-You people need to work on your small-talk skills." "Excuse me." "Whoa." "What was that all about?" "Fugu." "That's really not very nice." "Tetrodotoxin is biologically derived from tetraodontidae- puffer fish." " So, what?" " It's a Japanese delicacy known as fugu." "Hank Reilly had sushi for lunch at a place called Sushi Momo." "King of the funeral." "Right." "There." "So, nobody looks inside the casket." "Okay, Mr. Tung?" "How do I do that?" "Just, um" "Well, Bones, how does he do that?" "Say someone enters and desires to gaze upon the visage of their dead relative one more time... in a vain effort to say good-bye to someone who can neither see nor hear them..." " because there's no such thing as a soul or spirit" " Bones, just" " Bo-Bones." "Just give him a reason not to show the body." "We are encountering fluid seepage at the moment... and the body is not available for viewing just now." " I would never phrase it that way." " I know!" "It's perfect!" "It's so gross." " Brennan." " I'm done!" "I'm gonna need some transport for me and my friend." " What friend?" " I meant Hank." "I was being oblique." "Uh, right after we get back from sushi." " Sushi?" "You're going for sushi?" " Whoa!" " So do you serve puffer fish?" " Fugu." "Blowfish?" "No." "We're unlicensed." " We're investigating a tetrodotoxin poisoning." " Fugu." "We do not serve fugu." "I promise." " Did someone die who ate at my restaurant?" " Dr. Hank Reilly." "Hank?" "He just had lunch with us the other day." " Do you know who he ate lunch with?" " It was a woman." "She told him something, and he got very upset." " Tell us anything else about her?" " Not really." "She had a haircut like Cleopatra." "Excuse me." "I'm, uh" " I'm looking for my friends." "I apologize, but we are encountering some... slight fluid seepage at the moment... and the body will not be available for viewing just now." "Sir, I'm a trained psychologist." "You're obviously under a lot of strain." "You might say that." "You know, dealing with grief and loss every day can take its toll." "You have no idea." "In some cases, one might even take responsibility for the death- as if it were their own fault." " Are you messing with me?" " No." "No, no." "I'm-I'm just saying I understand." "Human behavior can surprise us all." "You might think that you have everything under control, and then- boom!" "You're blindsided by the unknown." "Totally." "It's perfectly natural, okay?" "You have absolutely nothing to feel guilty about." "Thank you." "Thank you!" "Thank you!" "Were you very close to the deceased?" "Yeah." "But..." "I'm a lot closer to his wife." "Well, we'll be there as soon as we can." "Everybody was all, "Hurry up, Cam!"" "Now I'm twiddling my thumbs here with a stolen body." "I can't lug him back on my own." "We'll come and get you right after we talk to Cleopatra." " Have you seen a woman that looks like Cleopatra?" " What's goin' on, hmm?" "I sense that you two are holding something back." "Yes." "Yes, you are." "Uh, okay." "We stole Hank's body in order to confirm that he was murdered." " Translated." " Translated." " You're totally yankin' my chain." " Nope." "The undertaker stabbed him." " Wait." "The same undertaker that's been telling everyone that the body's been leaking?" " Mm-hmm." " Okay." "I may have told him that murder's nothing to worry about." " I didn't know." " Oh, that's great." "You know what?" "If you want to help out, go find Hodgins." "Bring him back to the lab." "Get the body and bring it back into the casket without anyone noticing it." "Wait." "What?" "Why?" "So that the poisoner doesn't figure out what we're up to and run away." " Duh." " There's a poisoner and a stabber?" " Shh!" "Shh!" "Stop!" "Shut up!" " I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." " Mm-hmm." " Stop." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "Can you get lost?" " Why?" " I can be devastatingly charming if you aren't watching me." "Oh." "Okay." "We haven't really met." "I don't know too many people around here." " I'm Erin Miller." " Hi." "Seeley Booth." " I'm the Reilly family's estate lawyer." " Oh, right, right." " You mind?" " Sure." "You had lunch with Hank the day that he died." "Must've been terrible." "Yeah, it was terrible." " It wasn't a very pleasant lunch." " Hmm." " You guys argued?" " Yeah." "But, you know, not personally." "Lawyer stuff." "I can't really discuss it." "No, no." "Of course not." "But you do know that, uh, professional arguments... don't count in a situation like this." " They don't?" " No." "If it was just business, there's nothing to be guilty about." "Hank would totally understand." " Well, thank you, Mr. Booth." " Welcome." "Wow." "He's really dead." "That happens here in the autopsy room." "Hey, bud, someday you'll have your last lunch too." "Yeah, but the thing is, they don't usually look like people after you get your hands on 'em." "Thank you so much." "Okay, ready?" "One, two, three." "By the way, Hank wasn't killed by his lunch." " What?" "Wait, it wasn't the fugu in his hand roll?" " No." "Toxins slowed his digestion, and the remains were well preserved... by the formaldehyde and ethanol." "Tuna, salmon, yellowtail and eel cut roll." "Really?" "What did he have for breakfast?" "His wife said Hank didn't eat breakfast, just the cup of tea." "Well, I did find some stray tea leaves." "His strainer must not have worked very well." "He still has a face." "He's smiling  a bit too much maybe." " Hey, I'm a pathologist, not an undertaker." "I did the best I could." "Adjust his smile." "Be my guest." "If there wasn't any sign of poison in the food in his stomach... then it had to have come from his morning tea." "Probably the best way to deliver poison." "#Amazing grace #" "# How sweet the sound #" "#That saved a wretch #" "# Like me #" " See, Cleopatra there is the, uh, family estate lawyer." "She handles the mother's will." " She argued with Hank Reilly at his last lunch." " Mm-hmm." "Business." "My guess, problems with the will." "Oh!" "You mean, because the old lady is so close to death." "Yeah." "It's not the nicest way of puttin' it, Bones." " But, yeah." " Well, look at her, Booth." "It's amazing that she can still stand." "There are two heirs to the money when she dies." "There's Hank and his brother Barney." " Oh, do you think Barney killed Hank?" " Why don't you go ask him?" "Why?" "Is it because I'm an attractive and sexy young woman who will loosen his tongue?" "Definitely, of course, there's that." "But also, he wants you to publish his book." " Oh." " # I once was lost #" "# But now I'm found #" "#Was blind #" "# But now #" "# I see ##" "What a lovely voice you have, Dr. Brennan." "Yes, I know." "Please call me Temperance." "So, um, tell me about your book." "Well, Temperance, uh, the latest one is called Dark Tactical- a real nail-biter." "A deadly game of cat and mouse between two SWAT guys." "One's good, the other isn't." "Does that sound like something you'd be interested in presenting to your publisher?" "No." "Too edgy, huh?" " The concept is contrived and tired." " Oh." "That's what my publisher would say." " But in reality, it's" " Too edgy?" "Too ed-Yes." "Perhaps you should publish your novel yourself." " Oh, I can't afford that." " You have an inheritance coming." "Well, that's true." "The whole thing too." "You mean, instead of splitting it with Hank?" "Splitting it?" "Oh, you mean, in half?" "No way." "Me and Hank were stepbrothers." "Hardly any of it was coming to me." "Ninety percent was going to Hank and Helen." "Nothing Mom could do about it either." " What about now?" " Well, half to Helen... half to me." "I can publish my book!" "To Hank Reilly!" "Admit it." "Just admit it!" " Helen, please stop this." " Don't you call me Helen, you little tramp!" "I am Mrs. Reilly to you" " Mrs. Hank Reilly." " Please." "Hank is gone." " I know he's gone!" "He was my husband!" "Which is why I am Mrs. Hank's Reilly... and you are Mr. Hank's skank!" "Then show him some respect for once in your life!" " What is going on?" " Just normal funeral stuff." "Oh!" "So you respected my husband, is that it?" " Of course I respected him." " I see." "And exactly how many times a week did you respect him?" "This is not the time nor the place, Helen!" "Get out of my house!" "Go back to your one-bedroom brothel and die!" "Okay, okay." "Come on, come on!" " Gimme his legs." " Okay." " Okay." " You got him?" " Yeah." "Down, down." " Good." " Can you do this without me?" " What?" " Why?" " Yeah." "He'll help you." " Okay." "Oh!" " Oh!" "You were nothing to him!" "Then why did he want to make love to me and not you?" " Hank, you are my hero." " Whoa!" "Whoa, whoa, ladies!" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "How about a little help?" "Seriously." "Do you really wanna watch 'em fight?" "Hey!" "Hold it!" "Hey, hey!" "Come on." "Take it easy!" "Hold it!" "Hold it!" "Hold it!" "Do you think this is the way Hank would want to see his wake end?" "No!" "This isn't about you or you or you or you!" "This is about him!" "It's about Hank!" "Do you think he'd want to see this?" "I'm pretty sure he would." "Especially if they were in Jell-O." "He wouldn't want to see us fight." "Huh?" "He'd want us to sing!" "# Swing low #" "# Sweet #" "# Chariot #" "# Comin' for to carry me #" "Hank!" "# Hank home #" "# Swing low #" "# Sweet chariot #" " Only loose tea?" "No bags?" " No bags." "Cam found loose tea leaves in the stomach contents." "Here's another one. "Malty orange Assam. "" "Throw it in there." "We'll test it for the fugu poison." "# Comin' for to carry Hank home #" " Sing it, brother!" " #Tell all my friends I'll be comin' to you soon #" " # Comin' for to carry me home #" " Hey, hey!" "# Swing low, sweet chariot #" "Okay." "Hank Reilly was killed by a cup of tea." " You want to head straight over there?" " Yeah, I think so." "Do you think he's smiling too much?" " I think he just looks like he's enjoying the party." " His funeral?" " Where are his glasses?" " He wore glasses?" "Oh, God." "Before I leave, could I say a little something to Hank now?" "Yeah, sure." "Step right on up." "It's, uh" "He looks... happy." "You did a wonderful job." "Thank you." "How should I know what kind of tea Hank drank that morning?" "You said you brewed it for him every day- part of your routine." "That was in the eulogy speech." "No one tells the truth in a eulogy speech." " All right." "Well, then who did make his tea?" " Hank did it himself." "The water had to be the perfect temperature." "Hank was very particular about his tea." "If there's nothing else..." "I'm exhausted." " His wife was cheatin' on him." " He cheated on her." " The assistant is still in play." " What about the lawyer?" "Oh!" "She seemed very nice." "Yeah, all right." "So, we are far from an arrest here." "Understand, people?" "Well, at least we got Franklin Tung." "Oh, he didn't mean to kill anyone." "That's the- Cam?" "You here?" "What?" "I'm sorry." "This smoking thing with Michelle" "How do people be parents?" "Did you ever think that this is her way of trying to stop you from smoking?" " No." "Cam doesn't smoke, right?" " You stop, she'll stop." "It's that simple." "Plus, you know what?" "She's doing you a favor." "Great." "So I go from a smoking issue... to a "chocolate cake and ice cream" issue?" "You know what?" "You just- You give it your best shot, and that's all." " Nobody knows about the poison in the tea except us, right?" " The murderer does." "When crops failed, the ancient Pothigai in southern India... believed that one of them might be possessed by an evil spirit." "They would find out which one by passing around a poison which would kill only demons." "The person who refused to drink the poison was proven possessed." "Ah!" "Okay." "Is this another way to get me to quit smoking?" "Because it's done." " I quit." " You know what?" "You are a genius, Bones." " Absolute genius!" " I know." "And though the human remains of Henry Reilly... will not physically rest here... his soul will remain with the generations of his family... here and in heaven." "Oh, I'd like to add something." "I missed my chance at the wake." " I'd like to make up for it." " No objections from the family?" "Hank Reilly specialized in Egyptian embalming rituals and practices." "He was an expert in grieving." "Hank would appreciate nothing more... than the most common of funerary practices- the raising of a glass." " Okay." " It's not alcohol, but an even more ancient drink  tea" " Hank's greatest passion" " Thank you." "aside from sex." "I took the liberty ofbringing this tea from Hank's personal stash." "It's the same tea he drank on his last day with all of us." "I can think of no better way of saying adieu... than to share one last cup of tea with Hank." " To Hank." " To Hank." " To Hank." " To Hank." " No!" " Mom." "Watch what you're doin'." "You poisoned your own son?" " What?" "Mom, what's goin' on?" " He wasn't my son." "It wasn't fair of your father." "He worked it so you got nothing." "He got everything!" " You killed Hank?" " The old lady killed Hank?" "Oh, this is my fault." " Oh, God." "This is why I hate funerals." " This is why I love them." "I told Hank that Annie was trying to get around the will by siphoning money... into a separate trust for Barney, but it was illegal." "If you'd kept your nosy trap shut, Hank would still be alive!" "Bob, this is all your fault." "You brought this on yourself." "Do what you're going to do." "What's the worst that could happen?" "Oh, Mom, Mom, Mom." "One thing for sure, Barney." "Your mother loved you." "She used her own heart medicine to kill your brother so you would get your fair share." "She mixed it in his tea." "And she died because she ran out of her medicine killing him." "Oh, Ma." "I would've done fine." "Hank, I didn't want the money this way." " I know you would've done right by me." "I know it." " Bones." "Would you excuse me, please?" "Of course." "He wants to be alone with his mother and brother." "Well, by that way of thinking, he wants to be alone with every person who has ever died." " If I die, I want you to do me a favor." " Well, you will die." " It's inevitable." " All right, whatever, Bones." "When I inevitably drop dead before you, I'd like you to come out and, you know... spend some time and talk to me every once in a while." "Well, I'll feel foolish knowing that you can't hear me." "Promise me." " I promise." " Hey, there you go!" "Huh?" "You agreed." "I didn't think you would agree." "Now, why did you agree?" "I believe that if I pretended you were still here, I'd feel better for a moment." "Also, speaking to you... would require me to figuratively look at myself through your eyes... again temporarily, and..." " I think that would make me live my life more successfully." "Hmm." "You know what, Bones?" "That is the best thing that anyone has ever said about me." " I'll say it at your wake." " Oh, it's raining now." "Come on." "Get under the umbrella." "It's raining." " Just make sure when they put me in the ground, I'm dead." " Yeah, no problem." "All right?" "Maybe, you know, leave my body out for a few hours... and check on me every once in a while." "No, I'd rather refrigerate you, or else you'd start to smell." "What's that mean?"