"[Buzzer Buzzes]" "If the post office can't deliver or return a package, it ends up here." "The dead letter office." "They prefer "Mail Recovery Center."" "I guess it sounds classier." "Twice a year, we open the boxes." "Put pricey stuff in the auction bin... cheap items go in the garbage... and the ones in between... sometimes disappear." " lsn't that stealing?" " It's re-purposing." " See?" "I can class it up too." " [Chuckles]" "Oh, nasty!" "Is that old food?" "That's an animal." "I found a dead cat once." "Early retirement is looking good." "Aaah!" "That's it." "I retire." "Welcome to the U.S. Postal Service, kid." "[Brennan] This house would be perfect for us." "What is it, $30 million?" "Because, you know, I'm not a best-selling author." " No, it's very reasonable." " I'll be the judge of that." "Wow." "Look at that." "It's nice." "There's a pool." "Costa Rica?" "There is a little-known tribe there that I could study... and it is a beautiful country to raise a child." " Very little crime." " Crime?" "I thrive off crime." "That's my job." "With your restrictions, Booth... you make it very difficult to find something in the D.C. area." "Hey, what about Maryland?" "Maryland's a great place." " The Bureau just confiscated this, uh" " Hey, Shrimp." "Hey, Pops!" "What are you doin' here, huh?" "Why didn't you call?" " What, and waste a dime?" " [Laughs]" "Come on." "Have a seat, huh?" "Oh, you look just beautiful." "You know, I never thought I would be a great-grandpa again." " Here, you wanna feel her kick?" " Yeah." "So, what happened?" "They kick you out of the retirement home?" " No, they put up with me." " Mm-hmm." "Could we go somewhere else?" "I" " I don't wanna talk here." "Why?" "Is everything okay with you?" "It's not me, Seeley." "It's your dad." "Oh." "Right." "What did he do this time?" "He's gone." "He died" " Monday at the V.A." "Oh, no." "I'm so sorry, Booth." " What happened?" " Liver failure." " [Cell Phone Rings]" " I guess that drinkin' finally caught up with him." "Hmm." "Doesn't surprise me." "Booth." "Great." "All right." "We-We're on our way." "Just text me the address." "Okay, let's go." "We got a case." "I'm sure someone else can handle it, Booth." " Why?" " Seeley, I know how you felt." "Then you shouldn't be surprised how I reacted, huh?" "You got a key to my place." "Make yourself at home." "We'll have some grilled cheese later on." "Come on, Bones, let's go." "Take care of him, Temperance." "Ready?" " You sure you're okay?" " Yeah, I'm fine." "Another day, another crime." "[Sighs]" " [Chattering] - [Camera Shutter Clicking]" "The wear on the lower incisors and mandibular angle... indicate a male in his early 20s." "This body part was dismembered at the cervical vertebra." "This box shows a slice at the acromial processes of both scapulae." "This is certainly a first for me." "Me too." "I have never seen this part of the post office before." "Yes." "I thought they sent the dismembered bodies to a completely different place." "All right." "That's a" " Whoa." "Wow." "Oh, God." " I agree." "But it's packed very nicely." "I wonder if the killer does gift wrapping on the side." "We almost wrapped up here?" "Does this look like a routine case to you, Seeley?" "Are you sure you're okay, Booth?" "Would you stop?" "I'm fine." "Is something wrong?" " Nope." " His dad died." " Oh, my God." " Really?" "Why would you say that?" "What?" "I was just trying to be supportive... by adopting a matter-of-fact demeanor like you." " If you'd like to" " I don't." "I just wanna know who sliced and diced this guy up... and put him in boxes." "That's all I'd like to know." "[Saroyan] The body lipids combined with the packing materials... and transformed the tissue into an adipoceres gel." "I'm pretty sure my middle school served this for dessert." "Unless we can separate them... the packing material is gonna contaminate any tests I run on the tissue." "And I need to separate these bones... before there's any more chemical damage to them." "I've got just what you need, Clark." "This little puppy is a "plycimer" laser." "Now, who wants to hear it bark?" "Aren't those used for eye surgery?" "Yeah." "Gotta be an eye in here somewhere, right?" "Now, I've set it so that it'll zip through the goop..." " and separate it from the cardboard." " Hmm." " Can't we just cut the box open?" " I already signed this out." "And it's much cooler." "Trust me." "Okay." "[Clears Throat]" "Okay." "Ready." "Here we go." " Okay, that is cool." " And once the bones are removed... we can separate the packing material... from the decomposed organs and tissue." " Excellent, Dr. Hodgins." " Yep." "Okay." " Okay, ready?" " Mm-hmm." "[Clark Exclaims, Chuckles]" " Okay." "Uh, tray." " Right." "[Murmurs]" "Ladies and gentlemen, our first bone." "And only 205 more to go." " Okay." "My turn." " Okay, hey, hey!" "I call dibs." "Hey, back!" "I'm the boss." "[Laser Humming]" "Oh." "Uh-huh." " For you, sir." " What's this?" "I had an evidence response team run the shipping information from the packages." "Who requested this?" " I figured you'd want them, and I know how busy you are." " Huh!" "Uh, it turns out that neither the shipping addresses nor the return addresses exist." "So the labels were created..." " so the body would end up in the dead letter office." " Exactly." "Maybe we could find out where these labels were created." "I'm gonna call" "I actually sent them over to Ms. Montenegro... at the Jeffersonian." " [Laughs]" " I figured that's what you would do." "You know, Shaw, I am not authorized to give you a raise." "You're the best agent in the department, sir." "I just really wanted the opportunity to work with you." "And if I can help during this time of your loss" "Oh." "So the techs were talking at the scene?" "They were concerned." "We all are." "There's a chopped-up body at the lab." "If you wanna help, let's just focus on the case, right?" "Yeah." "Okay, of course." "Um, the boxes containing the remains... were packed to the specifications... of the American Society for Testing and Materials... and they're the gold standard in shipping." "So professionally packed and shipped... but never intended to reach a destination." "That's a great way to get rid of a body." "[Brennan] You found an anomaly, Dr. Edison?" "Yes." "As I was cleaning the bones, I noticed a sesamoid." "An ossified node?" "Where was it?" "Huh?" "Oh, uh, it-it was on the, um, second metacarpal on the left hand." "[Brennan Groans]" "Have you determined the weapon that- that, uh, dismembered the victim?" "Um- [Clears Throat]" "The lack of kerf marks would suggest that we're looking for a toothless blade... some-something, uh, uniform with, uh... vertical striations that, um" "Dr. Edison, is there a problem?" "You're staring at my breasts." "Oh!" "Oh, no, no." "Oh, I'm-I'm sorry, Dr. Brennan." "Uh, but, you were- [Clears Throat]" "There was a whole lot of activity going on there... and I was just thinking, you know, maybe I could help you out." "Not meaning it like that, because, I would, never" "Tender and swollen breasts are common in the third trimester." " Of course." " It's very uncomfortable." "My bra size has increased by two cup sizes." "I hadn't noticed." "Well, it's quite obvious." "You should be more observant, Dr. Edison." "Yes." "I'm sorry." "Oh, and I see now." "They are much larger." "[Clears Throat] Can I just, uh..." " focus on these remains?" " Yes." "I need a weapon and Booth needs an l.D... so run a search using the victim's dental X-rays." " Of course." " I need to find some ice packs." "Maybe that'll help." "Dental X-rays." "Weapon." "Ice packs." "[Exhales]" "So when you create a shipping label on the post office Web site... you can enter whatever shipping and return address you want." "Which is what the killer did... which is why we can't trace him as a shipper." "Yeah." "What the killer didn't know was that, to help track performance... the Postal Service gathers other information when the label is created." "It's all here, and it's called the Q.R. code." " It tells you where the label was created." " You're fast." "I have to be." "I work with Agent Booth." "[Chuckles]" "Oh." "I'm sure he'll give you a gold star for this then." "Body was shipped from the Ship 'N' Print in Hyattsville, Maryland." "Body was shipped from the Ship 'N' Print in Hyattsville, Maryland." "I can't believe I'm getting to work with you people." " Yeah." "We're pretty awesome, huh?" " Yeah." "I have a six-month-old at home... so I'm doing all of this on no sleep." "You know, you don't have to come along, Bones." "I could have brought Agent Shaw." "There could be evidence at the scene." "Ah." "Right." "You know, I really am okay about my father... so, you know, you don't have to worry about me, all right?" "The Buddhists believe that anger only brings more anger." "To be at peace, one must" "I appreciate you're concerned, Bones." "I really do." "But I am at peace with this." "You don't seem peaceful, Booth." "You really wanna help?" "I got a great idea." "What do you say we talk about something else?" "Let's talk about you." "My breasts are very sore." "Would you mind if I spent the evening naked?" "Sure." "Yeah, that's- [Chuckles] fine with me." "No complaints here." "That's great." " See?" "Now isn't this a better conversation?" " [Cell Phone Rings]" "Brennan." "Yes." "Thank you, Dr. Edison." "He matched the dentals." "The victim was Oliver Lawrence." "Lawrence." "Wait a second." "Lawrence." "Look in the file." "Wasn't there a Lawrence that worked at Ship 'N' Print?" "Yes." "Oliver Lawrence." "He worked there for five years." "He was reported missing last May." "[Exhales]" "[Object Clatters]" "[Grunts]" "[Sighs] The striations don't match." "Hey, how much of this artificial bone do we have?" "Why?" "We're out of weapons." "Modern ones." "So it is time to get medieval." "Huh?" "Borrowed these from our friends... over at the Antiquities Department." " Oh, God." " Now this one" " This one is Viking." "Comes from the funeral boat of Gunnar the Angry." "Okay, this is ridiculous, Dr. Hodgins." "Do you think our killer used a thousand-year-old battle-ax?" "Hey." "A good scientist never assumes." "Would you like to do the honors?" "All right." "[Sighs]" "Nope." "What else do you have?" " Scimitar?" " Oh, yeah, that'll do." "[Booth] Ship 'N' Print." "Thank you." "Good morning." "Welcome to the Ship 'N' Print." "How may I help you with your copying and shipping needs?" " Well, it's the afternoon." " Afternoon." "Okay, uh, F.B.I. I'd like to talk to your manager." "Uh, yeah, he's-he's" " He's in the back." " That's an interesting Bhavacakra." " What?" " The pendant on his neck." " Really?" "Now?" "Well, it's the Buddhist wheel of life." "The symbol represents the poison of anger." "Like I said before, Booth, anger is" "Enough with the baklava, okay?" "I just wanna talk to the manager." "It's carved from the thigh bone of a thousand-year-old holy man." " Based on the rough edges and the lack of discoloration- - [Cell Phone Rings] that bone is not more than 20 years old." "Brennan." "We figured out what dismembered the body." " A guillotine." " The killer used a guillotine?" "Ho, ho." "Wait a sec." "Guillotine?" " I mean, where do you even find one of those?" " Room 114." " French Revolution exhibit." " We tried everything." "A guillotine is the only weapon that has a smooth blade and the correct force profile." "Okay." "Guillotine it is." "Thanks." "Great." "Okay, so, did you ever ship and, uh, pack a guillotine?" "No." "That would take a lot of bubble wrap." "[Laughs]" "I wanna talk to the manager." "I don't wanna deal with this guy." "Wait." "What's that?" "[Loud Clacking]" "Oliver was one of the best employees I ever had." "He had a magic touch with the VeloBinder." " You really think he's dead?" " Yes, and dismembered." " No blood." " Uh, well, you know what?" "Lots of solvent around here, and the killer could have cleaned up." "You think he was sliced up on my paper cutter?" "The imperfections on the blade appear to be consistent... with striations on the victim's bones." " I'm feeling a little sick." " Oh, join the club, huh?" "So any of the employees have problems with Oliver?" "No, everybody loved him." "The crew I had back when Oliver was here, they were tight." "Wait." "What do you mean back when?" "Did you have a recent, uh, turnover?" "Everybody's new, except for Tony up front." "What happened?" "That happened." "Oh, jackpot winners, huh?" "You won the lottery." "Yeah." "Four of us bought a ticket together." "[Brennan] Fifteen million each." "Yeah, and then the other three called it rich and quit." " Why not you?" " Where would I go?" "They thought I was nuts." "But I love this place." "It gives me a purpose." " The copy shop?" " We ship too." "What about Oliver and Tony?" "Why didn't you include them in the lottery pool?" "We invited Oliver, but he didn't believe in gambling... and Tony was at his herbalist's." "[Shaw] They're all lying." "Oliver Lawrence was part of the lottery pool." "How do you know they were lying?" "I examined the numbers that they played." "I found Oliver's birthday, his childhood street address... and his high school basketball number." "Okay, but the odds of finding four disparate personality types... willing to participate in a murder this brutal are very remote." "Mmm, the likeliest scenario is one person killed Oliver for the ticket... the others found out and traded silence for shares in the win." " That works for me." " Whoa." "Wait, wait." "Wait a second." "We can't confront these people." "You understand?" "All they're gonna do is lawyer up." "With all the money they just made, it's" "The investigation is just gonna stall out for years." "So we don't confront them." "We ask for their help." "Cam was able to do a preliminary tox screen on the victim." "Nothing extraordinary... except he drank a lot of coffee." "Ship 'N' Print is open 24 hours a day." "Anybody's gonna need a little caffeine to get 'em through the night shift." "We still don't know what killed the victim?" "Dr. Edison found some defensive wounds... and he's determining if one was cause of death." " What are you doing?" " Oh." "Shaw had some of the F.B.I. techs bring over this copy machine." "I'm gonna see what shipping info... is stored in the copier's memory." "Oh." "You need the whole machine to do that?" "Shaw didn't want Booth to think that she overlooked anything." "[Clears Throat]" "How's he doin', by the way?" "I don't know." "He won't talk about it." "Yeah." "Well, can't imagine losing my dad." "I should be able to help Booth, shouldn't I?" "Yeah, but... what he's going through- it's not your fault." "But you would be able to help Hodgins." "Booth could help me." "What would you do?" "Booth loves you, Brennan, not me." "It doesn't matter what anybody else would do." "You have to figure out what you can give him... that nobody else can." "[Beeping]" "Oh, great." "387 packages were shipped on the day he went missing." "Good luck." "[Sweets] Uh, Sheila Burnside has certainly grown... since the lottery photo was taken." "Well, with all that money, I'm tellin' you, she can afford to grow." "Says that she met Hugh while, uh, working at Ship 'N' Print." "They've been married for three years." "[Booth] Oh, there he is." "Connor Trammel." "Manager of Ship 'N' Print." "Hmm?" "He doesn't talk to the others." "That's interesting." "There is Ralph Berti." "He started working at Ship 'N' Print after a bitter divorce wiped him out." "So you think showing them old mug shots is gonna help?" "It's the same principle as a Rorschach test." "It allows them to open up and drop their defenses." "Right." "I'm Special Agent Booth." "This here is my associate, Dr. Lance Sweets." "I can help with the grief counseling if necessary." "Uh, yeah." "Connor told us what happened to Oliver, and it's just awful." "So we just wanna help." "Right?" " Yeah." "Of course." " Yeah." "Well, perhaps you can help us find his killer." "Yeah." "We have some customers here from Ship 'N' Print... who have criminal records for assault." "Maybe you can recognize someone who had an altercation with Oliver." "For sure." "Definitely." "We get a lot of creeps in there." "I remember him." "Don't you?" "Yeah." "Uh, you know what?" "I do." "He was a real troublemaker." " He, uh" " He stole a box of yellow highlighters once." " [Laughs]" " I don't remember him." " Are you kidding, Connor?" "I do." "Me too." "Definitely." "He screamed at me once." "Right, Hugh?" "And then you reported it to Connor." " No, you didn't." " Yeah." "I did." "Maybe you have a reason to protect him, Connor." "You all have had it out for me because I stayed." "You have to admit, it's pretty wacked." " Yeah, I mean, there was a lot of money" " It was weird." " [Laughing] and you just stayed." " Excuse us for a moment." "We just need to, uh, run that suspect back through our system." "Just keep looking." "You know, Sheila knew that fingering one of those mug shots... would've taken the heat right off her." "Yeah, but her husband's clearly the submissive one." " He's the one who'll crack." " She could've gotten him to, uh, kill Oliver." " Did you see the way- - [Cell Phone Rings]" "I mean, he's a piece of work." "Hold on." "Booth." "Every time an employee uses the printer at Ship 'N' Print... they have to punch in an l.D. code first." "Wait, who printed the labels?" "Ralph Berti." "Ralph Berti." "Thank you." "[No Audible Dialogue]" "I" " I didn't kill Oliver." "I liked him, kind of." " [Sweets] Kind of?" " He was a goody two-shoes, you know?" "A reformed drinker." "Did everything by the book." "Not really a fun guy." "Oh, so you figured he wouldn't enjoy all those millions?" " No." "No." "Not like that." " We know Oliver picked some of the winning numbers, Ralph." "He should've gotten the money too, right?" "Okay." "Uh, the five of us bought the ticket together." "We-We were saving his share until he came back." "We didn't kill him for it." "Amazing how these four are always changing their story all the time." "[Ralph] That is the truth." "I swear it." "Right." "I would believe you, but we have these." "These are logs of the employee codes used on the printer." "Right?" "The labels for the boxes that contain Oliver's body parts, all right- they were all posted using your code." " You're kidding." " No, I'm not kidding." " Does it look like I'm kidding?" " No." "Everybody used my code because it was 1-2-3-4." "It doesn't get easier than that, right?" "But if you check the printer memory..." "I'll bet 90% of the time, the code that was used was mine." "I still haven't been able to determine cause of death." "There are microfractures..." " on the third and fourth left ribs." " And on his left radius." "Defensive wounds consistent with a fistfight." "So there was a struggle before he was killed." "I did find kerf marks on his right acromion." "Oh, very small kerf marks." "And they're on the right greater tubercle." "And on his right olecranon." "The victim struggles with his assailant... and then is struck multiple times on the right side... with something that approximates a tiny saw." " Good work, Dr. Edison." " But I have no answers." "You will." "I wouldn't hire a fool." "I suppose that's true." "Thank you." "Oh!" "And I'm glad to see that your breasts seem to be feeling better." "I beg your pardon?" "Your" "Before, you said I should observe." "Ice packs." "I'll just study the kerf marks." "[lnhales]" "Don't burn the garlic." "I don't want Temperance to come home to burnt garlic." "I never burn the garlic." "I do it just the way you taught me." "I don't think so." "Come on, look." "It's simmering, huh?" "Sorry." "I guess I miss bossing you around." " You sure you gotta take off tomorrow?" " Yes." "I'll deliver these to the V.A., and then I'm back." "So what are all those papers for?" "Oh, probate forms, insurance claims... pension documents, Social Security forms." " You gotta sign these." " Me?" "I have to sign them?" "Why?" "I haven't seen him in 20 years." " You're next of kin." " Well, so are you." " So is Jared." " No, your father made you sole executor and beneficiary." "Ha." "Beneficiary." "Having him for a father wasn't exactly a benefit, Pops." " Seeley" " Look, you were my father." "All right?" "He was never there for me." "You raised me, not him." "He was never there." "Understand?" "You don't have to defend him to me." "I wasn't." "I was just trying to remind you that he was my son." "Good or bad, he was my son." "And I gotta tell you, I'm a little disappointed... that you don't seem to see the hurt I'm feeling." "I'm sorry, Pops." "You don't think I know what it was like for you?" "You don't think I don't feel responsible?" "I raised him." "Don't you feel responsible for your boy?" "Now, Seeley, we're family." "We gotta get through this together." "You're right." "Okay." "Anything for you, Pops." "Anything." "I'll get the sauce." "I don't wanna burn the garlic." "Boiling point for the polystyrene... is higher than the lipids by 15 degrees Celsius." "So you can separate the liquids from the tissue sticking to the packing peanuts." "And skim off the solids and particulates... as it simmers." "Excuse me." "Ooh!" "This looks like a piece of sternocleidomastoid muscle." "Well, be my guest." "All those chunks are yours." "There's something in here." " Looks like a piece of tape." " Mmm." "[Hodgins] Some of the packing material probably stuck to it while it was decomposing." "No." "It's embedded in the muscle." "It was here when he died." "But how did it get there?" "[Angela] Well, Ralph's story checks out." "Ninety-six percent of the jobs on the printer... were done using Ralph's code." "Now, I found something else in the printer's memory." "This was taken two days before Oliver was murdered." "Why would someone photocopy their buttocks?" "Well, I guess they were doin' some kinky calisthenics on the job." "Look at this." "Look at the hand next to the butt." "Didn't Clark say there was a bone growth on the victim's left hand?" "Yes." "A sesamoid." "Which means that this tush was making whoopee with the victim." "So now we just have to figure out whose tush this is." "The lighter area indicates where the ischia are pressing onto the copier." "The darker areas are flesh." "Can you measure the ischial tuberosities on her pelvic girdle?" "Yeah." "24.3 centimeters." "Those are some narrow hips." "Only about five percent of women have hips that narrow." "There was only one woman among the lottery winners." "Enlarge the woman, focusing on her hips." "Narrow hips." "So Sheila lures him to the copier, kills him... and then takes his share of the money... so she can get a new pair of boobs." "Ah." "Here they are." "Thank you so much for coming in on such short notice." "Please have a seat." "Let me get this for you." "You're welcome." "[Squeaks]" "New chairs." "I don't know what you're after, so I'm gonna lay out the rules." "We will listen to anything you have to say... but my client will not be answering any of your questions." "Okay." "You know what?" "You're free to go." "Thanks for coming." " Uh, that's it?" " Mm-hmm." "You brought me down here for this?" "Do you have any idea what this guy charges?" "Well, I'm sure you'll be able to pay for it." "What the hell is she doing?" "Well, this seat cushion is made from compression foam." "It's engineered to capture orthotic modeling." "I'm using it to measure your client's ischial tuberosities." " My what?" " Your ass bones." "You see, they're like fingerprints in your pants." "They're a match, Booth." " This is her." " Whoa." "Well, look at that." "Those are Oliver's hands on your butt, two days before he was murdered." "So it seems like we might have something to talk about after all." " Okay, that doesn't mean- - [Attorney] Do not talk!" "Not one word." " [Squeaks]" " We did it a few times." "But it didn't mean anything." "Yeah, but I'm sure it would've meant something to your husband." "And you didn't want him to find out, so you killed him." " I'm a slut, not a killer." " Shut up!" "He knows all about it." "I told him everything after we broke things off." "Oh, and then, two days later, Oliver was killed." "Where was your husband the night Oliver died?" "Hugh wouldn't kill anyone." "I hate my job." "Any progress?" "I've combed the weapons database for knives, saws, cooking implements... but I just can't find a match for these kerf marks." " Not your day for weapons identification, huh?" " Why, thank you." "Hadn't crossed my mind." "So I assume you found something wonderfully relevant." "Not to rub it in, but I did, actually." "The tape had more than just muscle tissue on it." "It also contained a piece of an artery." " We found our cause of death." " Yep." " Whatever the weapon was" " Mm-hmm." "hit the right sternocleidomastoid muscle... and severed the right subclavian artery." "Leaving behind that tape." "Maybe the handle on the weapon was loose, and they tried to tape it up." "Maybe." "You mind if I take a look at that?" "Yep." "Go nuts." "I think I found our weapon." " [Booth] Hey." " [Hank] Is this a bad time, kiddo?" "No." "It's not a bad time." "I took everything to the V.A." "Ha." "I would have done that for you, you know." " Uh, I don't think so." " [Chuckles]" "Besides, they had some stuff for me." "You know, Pops, you- you don't have to go so soon." "You can stay as long as you want." "Well, you see, tonight's movie night... and I have this little lady friend... that likes it when the lights go out." " You understand?" " I think so, Pops." "Yeah." "But before I go, I- I want to read you this letter." "It was among your father's things." "No." "Too late for that." "Now wait a minute." "It's" " The letter's to me, not to you." "Just shut up and listen." "There's a lot in here about growing' up." "Blah, blah, blah." "Blah, blah" " Oh, here we are." ""l didn't write a letter to Seeley... because I knew he'd rip up anything I send him." "And he should." "If you can find a way, let him know I loved him." "He and Jared deserved a better father than me... a father" "[Sighs] a father as good as I had." "Thank you for raising him to be the man I could never be."" "So what do you want me to do with that, Pop?" "Nothing." "I'm just glad you listened." "Do what you want with what you heard." "It's up to you." "I have something else." "I don't want that." "Open it or don't open it." "They told me to give it to you." "Aw, son, listen." "I know you wish some things could've been resolved" ""closure" they call it- but life is just a lot of loose ends." "So smile." "Love that woman you have." "And love that new little girl that you're gonna have." "All right, Pops." " Thanks." " All right." "[Groans] Careful now." "I'm brittle." "All right." "All right." "Thanks, Pops." "The weapon that left those marks on the bone was a tape gun." " A tape gun?" " Mm-hmm." "Yeah, but we're talking about a heavy-duty, industrial-size tape gun." "Now, these are the three models that the Ship 'N' Print chain uses." "Can you go close on the teeth and match them to the marks?" "Yeah." "[Angela] We have our murder weapon." "The kerf marks are on the victim's right acromion... right greater tubercle, right olecranon." "Which makes our assailant a lefty." "Now he blocked the first blow... and the second one dazed him." "The third blow severed his subclavian artery." "And left the tape in the sternocleidomastoid muscle." "So who's our lefty?" "[Exhales]" "Thank you." "So kind of you to come in and visit us again." "Have a seat, please." " Don't sit." " Don't sit." "Right." "So you are aware that your wife was having an affair, correct?" " No comment." " No comment." "Okay." " You don't wanna know what was happening, huh?" " No." "Right." "Okay, so your lawyer represents your wife, Sheila, too." "So is your lawyer working for you or for her?" " For both of them." " That's a conflict of interest." " Is it?" " Right." "Did he show you this photocopy?" "We're leaving." "You seem real mad about that." "Oh, one last thing there." "Oh!" "Hey, nice catch there, lefty." "It's gotta be Hugh Burnside, right?" "He had means, motive, opportunity" "It doesn't matter." "It's all circumstantial, all right?" "Lawyer's just gonna get the judge to cut him loose." "So just have him sign the paperwork and wave bye-bye." "Let me go through my notes one more time." " There's gotta be something." " Shaw, it's just not the way it works." "We don't have enough evidence yet." "I really- l-I wanted you to know that you could count on me." "Listen to me, Shaw." "Get over it." " This case is not about you." " What?" "What we do is teamwork." "You thinking that the only way I'm going to respect you... is if you hand me this final piece of the puzzle is not teamwork." "It's ego." " Right?" " Okay." "Yeah." "Um, I'm gonna go back and get Burnside to sign these documents." "Any luck with the packing material?" "Yeah." "There's something- a sliver or something- jammed into the side of this packing peanut." "Almost missed it." "It's the same color as the polystyrene." "Well, let me know once you run it through the G.C. mass spec." "Uh, hold on a second." "We might need Clark for this one." "It's bone." "I've been over this skeleton a dozen times... and this piece of bone doesn't fit anywhere." "Let me take a look." "[Clears Throat]" "Did you know that cabbage leaves are recommended to soothe sore breasts?" "Apparently, the phytochemicals in the plant are" "I spent the evening naked, so my breasts are actually feeling much better today." " Thank you." " Ah." "Naked." "Well, good then." "Dr. Edison, did you compare the number and size of bony spicules in this splinter... to a histological section from our victim's skeleton?" "No." "I just assumed it was from our victim." "Which was clearly a mistake." "It came from a Buddhist necklace made from human bone." "Oh." "Do you have any idea why all the phony return addresses... got printed when you worked the graveyard shift?" "They did?" "[Chuckles] That" " That's weird." "Yeah." "What's more, we visited a few people who received those packages." "And they all cooperated- because they didn't wanna go to jail." "Their packages contained psilocybin." "You know, magic mushrooms." "All right?" "You're a dealer." "You were selling drugs and you were shipping them at night." "That doesn't mean that I killed anyone." "Right." "Agent Shaw." "Final piece of the puzzle." "I'll let you do the honors." "This is a chip of bone from your pendant." "It was in the box that contained Oliver's head." "The box also contained psilocybin spores." "[Booth] Magic mushrooms." "Oliver got all "drugs are bad," okay?" "So he took the package." "He said he was gonna call the police." "I got people depending on me, so I took the package back." "We fought, yes." "I didn't want to." "I'm-I'm all about nonviolence." " You beat him with a tape gun." " You sliced his neck and you killed him." "I've been nonviolent for over 25 years." "I" " I lost it for five minutes." "I'd say overall that's- that's really not that bad in the scheme of things, right?" "Right?" "[Woman:" "Alt Pop] # Something about#" "# The cadence in which she spoke #" "# Just let you know #" "# That one way or another you'd never be the same #" "# Maybe it was the way #" "# That she used your full name to ask you #" "# If it might yet be the right time- ##" "So, Tony is gonna be locked up for years, huh?" "Plenty of time for him to contemplate the wheel of life... and his, uh, baklava." "No." "Bhavacakra." "Do you miss your father, Booth?" "Why?" "He's been gone for 20 years." "No." "Are you gonna open the box?" "You know I really don't wanna talk about this." "But I do." "And I might say the wrong thing, but" "[Sighs] for the time being, we're sharing our lives... and that means you can't shut me out, Booth." "What's the point?" "Aw, seriously?" "That's" "Bones, I" "Quantum physicists have postulated... that the way we experience time is an illusion- that it doesn't happen in a linear way... that past and present, in reality" "There's no difference." "Bones, what are you trying to get at?" "You do have some good memories of your father." "You've told me that." "There was the time when the river froze... and he woke you up at midnight to go skating." "And the time you were sweeping up at his barbershop... when he put on Louis Prima... and pretended the electric razor was a microphone." "[Chuckles] Well" "And the World Series." "Your one perfect day together." "Those good times with your dad are happening right now." "They'll always be happening." "You deserve to keep those alive." "[Sighs]" "[Exhales]" "[Chuckles]" "[Chuckles]" "I did that." "Right?" "[Chuckling]" "[Chuckles]" "Those are the" " [Crowd Chattering] - [Announcer On P.A.]... to center field." "It is a base hit." "They're gonna hold everybody up." "The bases are loaded." "Ground ball." "[indistinct]" "It is two strikes on Willie Wilson." "Bases loaded." "Two outs." "[Continues, indistinct]" "Ball one." "The crowd will tell you what happens." "Well, the Philadelphia Phillies are the world champions." "It's happening here in the stands." "Mike Schmidt is the most valuable player" "What's that mean?"