"[Man] Hey, how 'bout this old stove?" "It's mid-century." "Little bit of T.L.C., we could sell this for about a grand." "How can you be so damn cheerful?" "We used to go on buying trips to Paris for antiques." "The economy sucks." "You wanna hold on to the store, don't you?" "Ooh!" "Look at this old frame." "This is faux 17th century from the '30s." "Restored, we could get over 2,000." "See?" "Who needs Paris, huh?" "Oh!" "Look at these old photos." "Oh, they go back generations." "This one's a tintype." "[Loud Clattering]" "[Woman Screams]" "What the hell is that?" "Maybe another couple of grand." "[Groans]" "[Both Screaming]" "Oh, no." "Sweets carrying a gun- okay, now that's a bad idea." "Why?" "I'm out in the field with you a lot lately." "I should be certified to carry a gun." " I have a gun." " See?" " Really?" "Did you really have to bring that up?" " What?" "This way, I'll have your back, Agent Booth." "I appreciate that, Sweets." "I really do." "But you're a shrink." "Shrinks have couches, not guns." " I have a couch, and I'm not a shrink." " Really?" "You're not helping." " What?" " Look, I don't need to ask your permission, all right?" "I'm gonna get certified to carry a weapon." " I don't wanna talk about it anymore." " Ho, ho." "No." "We definitely have to talk about this, Mr. Shrinky." "How about we talk about your living arrangement instead?" "Have you two decided on a house, or are you still arguing about it?" "[Chuckling] I know what you're doin'." "I'm not goin' down that road with you." "I'm not gonna play that game." "We're still arguing about it." "I want at least an acre of land." " And he wants something called a man cave." " Wait." "Really?" "Really?" " What?" " You really wanna get him involved?" " He asked a question." " Just tell him it's crazy for him to carry a gun." " But it is not." " Thank you." "At the very least, he could draw fire away from you and get shot himself... which would reduce the likelihood of me becoming a single parent." "Wait, wait." "We don't have to go through every eventuality." " You're not getting a gun." " It's a possibility." " Then I'll make sure you don't get a man cave." " You're not gonna get a gun." "Well, then you won't get a man cave." "The remains were discovered early this morning at a trash dump... which pretty much points to murder." "The sunlight must've fused the outer layer of polyethylene." "It created a sealed environment... which retained the heat and moisture inside." "In those conditions, liquefaction this advanced would take about two weeks." " [Air Whooshing]" " W-W-Why... with the air compressor?" "It will pressurize the interior while we drain the liquid remains." "Oh." "Very clever." "Okay." "Are we ready?" "[Bubbling]" "This is revolting, but kinda fun." "[Saroyan] Okay." "Here we go." "The victim's female." "Cranial sutures indicate that she was in her 30s." "Hold on." "It seems... we might have a double homicide." "It's Prince Charmington." " Excuse me?" " [Saroyan] Prince Charmington." "You didn't have one?" "Every girl did." "I had the whole Charmington kingdom set up in my closet." "I used to play in there for hours... dreaming of what my royal life would be when I grew up." "This is so sad." "A small, insentient plastic humanoid..." " should not make you sad, Ms. Wick." " But it does." "And as God as my witness... whoever did this to Prince Charmington and his friend is going to pay." "[Hodgins] No bugs or larvae... but that's something I'll just have to live with." "Ooh." "I do, however... have some muscle tissue for the lady." "Ah!" "Looks like a lung." "Because no one goes home empty-handed... a few bits of bone for the young miss." "Oh." "Phalanx..." "Iunate, patella and this one" "Oh!" "It's the socket... from the late Prince Charmington's royal patella." "Did you hear Sweets is trying to get certified to carry a gun?" "A gun?" "Our Sweets?" "Lancelot is the kindest, most decent man I've ever known." "Why shouldn't he carry a piece?" "Do you have X-rays to show us, Ms. Wick?" "Yes, indeedy." "They're remodeled perimortem and postmortem injuries." "I found compound fractures to the victim's seventh thoracic vertebrae... the spine of the right scapula... the posterior aspect of the right humerus... and the anterior aspect of the left ulna." "All sustained at time of death." " So she was beaten." " Severely." "Struck at least four times." "Well, one of those blows collapsed the lungs... making cause of death suffocation." "There's another set of injuries- impact fractures of the patellas... femoral necks bilaterally... pelvis and most of the ribs." "Remodeling indicates they were all sustained when she was quite young." " Child abuse?" " Could be." "Lance says, often, someone who was the victim of childhood abuse... will seek out the same treatment as an adult." "Sad." "But it makes sense." "I know." "Lance is so smart." "And soon he'll be able to shoot people." " [Device Beeps]" " Hey." "So there are traces of skin on the inner layer of plastic... that came into contact with the body... which gave us these." "Three finger pads and part of a palm." "Very impressive, Angela." "The prints match the D.M.V. records for Debra Cortez." "Reported missing by her brother two weeks ago." "Can you think of anyone who wanted to harm your sister, Mr. Cortez?" "Me?" "No." "Uh" "She was a shy person." "She kept things pretty much to herself." " Okay, that makes sense." " What do you mean?" "Well, we discovered evidence that your sister may have been abused as a child." "My sister?" "No way." "What evidence?" "When she was little, there was a lot of broken bones." "That was from the accident, not abuse." "Debbie and our parents were on a small plane." "Half hour in, they hit a downdraft." "Debbie was the only survivor." "She was nine years old." "She wound up spending over a year in the hospital." "Right." "Says, uh... she was a creative exec at Dillio Toys." "She was a big deal there." "I see that you worked there too." "Not many siblings get to work together at the same company." "Debbie got me a night-security gig there." "I quit after a month." "My sister was one of the top execs." "It was a little humiliating to be the rent-a-cop." "Right." "And where do you work now?" "[Scoffs] Still trying to find the right thing." "Mm-hmm." "[Brennan] I was examining the perimortem injuries... when I came across these colles fractures to the distal ends of the radii." "So she fell, and she was beaten." "She was probably running away from someone." "I'll scan the bones and run a simulation... and see what kind of weapon might've been used." "Thank you." "You" " Did you have a- a Prince Charmington doll when you were a girl?" "Everybody had one." "I used to dress mine like Sid Vicious Charmington." "What was your favorite toy?" "Toys would've been a distraction for me." "Without them, I was able to concentrate on science." "Well, playing is just as important as science." "I'm sure there's some kind of anthropological B.S... to back me up." "Play has been shown to be important... in establishing societal and cultural connections." "So, let's see you do it." "What, now?" "With that?" "Honey, pretty soon you're gonna have a baby of your own... and she's gonna want to play with you." "So, this is good practice." "Sure." "[lmitating Royal Accent] Hark, subjects." "I am Prince Charmington." "My arm and leg have been torn asunder from my body." "Although the cervical portion of my spine is intact... if I had a functioning respiratory system... my lungs would be filled with liquefied human tissue." "Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho." "Ha, ha, ha." "[Laughing]" "[Chuckles, Sighs]" "Debbie's first big success was the Bouncing Bears." " Bouncing Bears?" "Parker loves those." " [Laughs]" "Oh, they're still huge sellers- just like every idea Debbie ever had." "What do they do?" "They bounce." "They're the Bouncing Bears." "Well, that's it?" "W-W-What's the bear part?" "Their face." "And their tummies are fuzzy." "Bears." " Oh, kids love to play with bears." " They shouldn't." "Do you have any idea how many fatal bear maulings... occur in North America every year?" "You're not gonna talk to the baby like that?" "Well, I'm certainly not going to encourage her to play with bears." "Okay, no bears." "Bears are out." " [Brennan] What is this?" " [Woman] This is the Imaginarium." "And this is where we test the toys." "Well, kids seem to love those." "Those are Love Mutts." "They're stuffed dogs, rescued from fictional pounds." "They have interchangeable heads so you can make any combination imaginable." " I made a bulldoodle!" " [Children Laugh]" "[Brennan] I like the Love Mutts." "Although crude and inaccurate, this toy could demonstrate..." " recessive and dominant genes through breeding." " What?" "We were concentrating more on fun." " Fun." " And the way they're testing... it's on track to be Debbie's third massive hit in a row." "That really lights a fire under the other V.P.' s." "Oh, really." "Anyone in particular?" "Um, well... probably Lawrence." "He's had a bit of a dry spell lately." "That's him right there." "Okay, that's not how you're supposed to play with that." "Prince Charmington is a girls' toy!" "Yeah, but this is the new Prince Charmington, and he has a magic cape." "So that's" " Okay, you know what?" "We're not- We're not throwing" " All right." "Hey!" "All right." "You know, listen, okay?" "This is all a good time" " All right." " [Child] Bye!" " [Child #2] Bye, you big baby!" "Oh, hey." "Um, can you believe those little bastards?" "I'd like to... ring their scrawny necks." " Lawrence, just take a deep breath." " Save it." "I don't need another lecture on how much I could learn from Debbie." " Lawrence" " No." "She's not even here today, Bianca." "I am." "That ought to count for something." "Excuse me." "F.B.I. I think we need to have a chat." " What?" "Why?" " Because we think you might be a murderer." "[Booth] Right." "By the way, you have a tiny sword in your hair." "Oh, yeah." "Oh." "Yeah." "Did I get it?" " [Together] No." " It's really stuck in there though." " It's right there." " No. [Mutters]" " No." " You can't find it?" "It's right there." "[Lawrence] You think I killed Debbie?" "[Brennan] Well, you've already admitted your desire... to strangle children, so you're a reasonable suspect." "I was stressed." "All I wanna do is work on new concepts... but they always went to Debbie for that." "Perhaps now that she's dead, you'll be able to do what you want." "Uh, I didn't like the way that sounded." " I did." " Thanks, Booth." " Mm-hmm." " O-Okay, look." "Fine." "I was jealous of Debbie... but I am not the guy you should be questioning." "She'd been calling in "sick" a lot lately." "Then I started to notice other little things..." "like, uh, her whispering into the phone... when she thought nobody was looking." " Or texting during meetings." " You think she was seeing someone?" "And it was affecting her work." "You know, not that" " Not that Bianca cared." "Hmm." "Who do you think she was seeing?" "[Stammers] No idea." "I mean, like I said, she was very secretive." "A" " And now she's gone, so that's-that's fishy, right?" "Where were you the night she disappeared?" "I- l-I was home, watching TV." "The Skins were the night game." " Right." "It was a good game." " Yeah, right?" "Anyone with you?" "No." "Nobody." "My, uh, wife and kids were in Florida with their in-laws." "But look, I would never hurt Debbie, I swear." "Sure." "Okay." "You just stay close." "You understand, Larry?" "[Clears Throat] Uh, Booth, I'm not sure that I can" " Oh, well, I'll just- - get up from this." " [Grunts] I gotcha." "It's the chairs." " Okay." " Stay close." " I'm up." "There's a small piece of metal embedded in this vertebra." "Dr. Saroyan would like you to l.D. it and swab for particulates." "Okay." "If you put it on my desk, I should be done here... shortly." "Whoa!" " The prince's leg." " Yep." "Well, it's only fitting that the king of the lab should make the prince whole again." " May I have it?" " No." "Not yet." "The prince's leg is burned." "Burned?" "First drawn and quartered, and then burned?" "What kind of an animal could do such a thing?" "Crusting around the edges indicates it's a chemical burn." "Amount of oxidation says it happened approximately two weeks ago." "That coincides with the time the prince was killed." " And the victim." " Yes." "They were murdered at the same time." "Something fused to the burn." "Trace amounts of linear low-density polyethylene." " The plastic wrap." " Okay, yeah." "Very good, Ms. Wick." "Now if you will excuse me..." "I'm going to find out what burned through the plastic... and singed Prince Charmington... and that might help us figure out how they died." "You truly are the king of the lab." " Milady." " Milord." "[Sighs]" "What is all of this?" "Hey, uh, this is a- a walking toy for Michael." "It encourages babies to take their first steps." "It's really cute, and it was on sale." "Let me know how you like it." "Perhaps I'll get one someday." "This is gonna be kinda cool, huh?" " Us raising our kids at the same time?" " Yes." "And since my daughter will be younger..." "I can learn from your inevitable mistakes." "Thank you, honey." "Okay, so, do you think that this part is A3?" "Or is this A3?" "Oh, I think this is." "Why are the instructions in Chinese?" "Oh, that's just the diagrams." "This side is English." ""lnsert to parts, for assemble which toy can have immediately."" "Oh, my God." "Okay." "Um, you know what?" "I need a break from this." "Did you finish the bone scan?" "Yes." "Yes." "Let me" " Let me show you." "So we've already established that the victim... was facedown on the concrete when she was struck." "Causing the compound fractures... to the T7, scapula, humerus and ulna." "It's a lot of blows." "Someone was really pissed." "On the contrary." "See how the damage is all limited to one area?" "If this were rage, why were the head and legs..." " left untouched?" " Right." "Yeah." "This is too precise for rage." "[Exhales] Makes it even creepier." "Extend the victim's right arm above her head... and the left arm at her side." " Just as I thought." " The breaks line up exactly." "The injuries were all caused by one huge crushing blow." "But what weapon is that big?" "I have no idea who could even lift a weapon that large." "Fee-fi-fo-fum." "I just wanted to thank you again for allowing me in the field." "Right." "Okay." "Bones couldn't make it." "I needed a squint, so don't read anything into it." " Of course." " Right?" "Exactly." "But, you know, after today..." "I will have been field-tested, and Lance is getting a gun... which means that someday, you and Dr. Brennan... and Lance and me can be in the field together." " lt'll be like a murdery double date." " No, it won't." "I'm gonna be really clear on this, okay?" "You are not to open up your mouth unless it's relevant to the case." "Roger that." "But I just have to mention how disappointed I am... that you aren't more supportive of Lance getting a gun." "I just thought you were a better friend." "Seriously?" "Right." "[Chuckles]" "According to Security, Debbie's access card was last used in our prototype lab." " It's right up here." " You don't have to direct anything toward me." "I'm not allowed to speak." " [Clears Throat]" " Oh." "This is where we develop the prototypes for new products." "This is where Prince Charmington... and Little Miss Twinkle Starlight were born." "And I'm gonna need each of you to sign a nondisclosure form before we enter." "I can't do that." "I'm with the F.B.I. What we do is disclose." "Well, then I can't allow you to stay here." "Well, we can always shut the building down... while we wait for a warrant, if that's what you'd prefer." "I'm sure the press would love a story like that." "Fine." " That was relevant, wasn't it?" " I cop, you squint." " Oh, then, permission to squint, Agent Booth." " Squint away." "Look at all the plastic wrap, Agent Booth." "Yeah?" "This could be the same type of plastic the body was wrapped in." "I'll have Hodgins l.D. it." "Uh, this door looks like it's been broken into." "Is this door on any kind of an alarm system?" "No." "Security told us that no one could break in this way." "[Booth] It looks like it weighs about a half ton." "If this door came down on the victim... it would've caused the fracturing that we saw and collapsed her lungs." " Agent Booth." " Wow." "Look at that." "Blood." "This is where Debbie Cortez was murdered." "Agent Lance Sweets, F.B.I.!" "Hands where I can see 'em!" "I said hands!" "[Shells Clattering On Floor]" " [Squeals]" " Daisy, what are you doing here?" "I'm here for luck and support." "And a kiss." "And to give your tush a little squeeze." "No." "Daisy, come on." "I can't have any distractions." "My test is tomorrow." "Sorry." "I won't say a thing." "It's just, seeing you with a gun..." "I know it's wrong, but it makes me all- [Growls]" " Daisy, Come on." " Right." "Concentrate." "Shoot." "[Giggles]" "Come on!" "Damn it!" "I haven't missed all day." "Lancelot." "Look at the man on that target." "He's trying to hurt me, Lance." "You don't want him to hurt me, do you?" "You will not hurt Daisy." "Oh, God." "I wish I didn't have any clothes on right now." "What?" "[Hodgins] I have something for you." "The shard found in the crushed vertebra... it's an alloy- 73% aluminum and 27% steel." "It is the same metal as the strip on the bottom of the loading dock door." "[Saroyan] So we have our murder weapon." " Someone slammed the door down on Debbie." " Yeah." "Well, I found something else too." "Look." "This is what Booth saw." "It shows us how someone broke into the warehouse." " It's just torn metal." " Yes, but look what tore it." "They had a zillion-dollar security system... and someone popped the door with a cheapo car jack." "Now this is where the notch on the lifting arm... is supposed to accept the hard point from a car's suspension." "Okay?" "But the door material is much softer than the jack, and so it tore." "Then Debbie must have been in the workshop when the killer broke in." "It's someone who knew the value of those prototypes." "So maybe she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time." "[Device Beeps]" "I heard you were helpful at the murder scene, Ms. Wick." "You did?" "What did Agent Booth say?" "That you were helpful at the murder scene." "Wait." "Are you doing an autopsy on a doll?" "Yes, but hear me out." "I strongly believe that careful examination of the prince's remains... will provide vital evidence." "You have one minute of my attention." "Use it wisely." "Note where the femoral head meets the acetabulum." "Well, the doll would need some sort of attachment to hold the limbs in place." "The prince was hand-assembled." "A worker would thread a rubber band through the torso." "Oh." "The band would serve as a substitute for the iliofemoral... pubofemoral and ischiofemoral ligament attachments." "Exactly." "The ligaments were severed as the limbs were pulled apart." "It was a struggle." "The evil killer grabbed Prince Charmington." "Our victim said no!" "A struggle ensued." "Ending with the head of the prince's femur being torn from the acetabulum." "Why would anyone fight over a toy?" "Judging from the construction... this prince is from the original Charmington run." "1967." "He's worth over $10,000." "That would certainly give us motive for murder." "[Angela] Sorry about the mess." "I'm almost finished." "So the F.B.I. dropped off Debbie's home computer." "I'm telling you, this girl was clean." "Zero porn, zero gambling." "There wasn't even a dirty picture from a congressman." "[Chuckles] Don't sound so disappointed." "[Chuckles] I did find one thing though." "So Debbie had an online alert set up... for whenever vintage or special-edition Dillio toys came up at auction." "But there's only one auction site." "Yeah." "Because she wasn't interested in the buyers." "I don't understand." "She was following the sellers." "This one in particular." "This one has a Prince Charmington horse and jousting knight." "Look what she wrote to the seller." "[Saroyan] "The only original in existence was at Dillio H.Q." "You stole it."" "And this one." ""lf you don't return what you took- and I mean everything" "I'm gonna call the cops."" "The guy doesn't respond." "Then" ""I'm warning you, Debbie, stay out of it."" "This guy knew who she was?" "I traced the l.P. address." "It belongs to her brother." "[Booth] Look, it's not that I don't want you to carry a gun, Sweets." "You understand that?" "It's just that I'm just concerned about your welfare." "Yeah, 'cause you think I'm incompetent." "Guess what." "I aced my last practice round at the range." "That's a practice range." "All right?" "There's a difference." "But, you know, when the real guns come out... there's no time for thinking." "It's just reaction." "You understand?" "That's why they put people through Hogan's Alley." "Do you think I'm not aware of that?" "Oh, what?" "Now you're just gonna walk away?" "End of discussion?" "Perp." "Huh?" "You see what I mean, Sweets?" "You're too busy talking." "I didn't see him." "I'm sorry." " Hey, got a minute?" "Remember me?" "F.B.I.?" " What are you doing here?" " Let's see you open up your trunk." " You got a warrant?" " Nope." " Okay then." "Good-bye." "You have been stealing vintage toys from Dillio and auctioning them online." "Mail fraud's a federal offense." "Do you still want me to get that warrant?" "If I were you, I'd cooperate." "[Sighs]" "There you go." "Thanks." "Oh, ho, ho." "Look what we got here, huh?" "Santa came early, didn't he?" "Red Fred Sub Commander." "I'm guessing you don't have a receipt for that, hmm?" "What do we have here?" "Look at that." "Is that for Santa's sleigh?" "I bet that jack matches the marks... on the loading dock door at Dillio Toys." "What do you think?" "You sister must've been pretty upset... when she caught you stealing toys from Dillio." "Yeah, but it's not the first time I got into a little trouble." " She was cool." " She threatened to turn you in to the cops." "All talk." "Debbie would never do that to me!" "Really?" "Because if Bianca found out that you were stealing stuff... your sister would have lost her job." "Debbie's identity was tied to her toys and her job at Dillio." "She would have been lost without them." "I'm her brother!" " She owes her brother, right?" " She caught you stealing." "You two get into an argument and she tries to escape, so what do you do?" "You hit the cargo door release." "Wham!" "Squashed your sister like a bug." "Debbie was not there when I broke into the factory!" "Really?" "Because I think she was, and I think she caught you stealing this." "Oh, my God." "Was this with her when she died?" " You recognize it?" " Sure." "This was Debbie's." "This was the last thing Mom gave her." "And Debbie would never let it get scraped up like this." " Who did it?" " That's a valuable doll." "You're in the business of stealing them, so I'm thinking it was you." "You wanna lock me up for stealing, go ahead." "I didn't kill my sister." "I loved her." "She was all I had." "Hello." " [Brennan] Hello." " Hi." "So how you feelin'?" "Right now, the baby is doubling in weight." "And her calcaneus is currently kicking my spleen." "How are you?" "Fine." "Couldn't be better." " The case?" " [Sighs]" "Yeah, yeah." "The case." "[Groans] The case." "[Exhales] This woman, she just, you know... suffered through her whole childhood... to finally make something of herself... and when she does, she just gets murdered." "You shouldn't get attached to the victims." "Well, it's tough to keep that at arm's length." "Tomorrow, I will have everyone at the Jeffersonian... re-examine every aspect of the case." "We will find her killer." "That is how we can honor her life." "Right?" "Yeah." "Come here." "[Sighs]" "I'm not good playing with toys." "[Laughs]" "Uh, what if I can't connect with our child?" "Okay." "You connect with me, right?" "You know I do." "Okay, our child is half of me... so at the very least, you can connect with the me half." "Get it?" "Right?" "Listen, you're gonna be a great mom." "Mmm." " Well, I'll definitely be good with homework." " Mm-hmm." "And, uh, when her fine motor skills develop... we can dissect a frog together." " [Chuckles]" " Oh." "You could help." "Yeah." "That sounds like fun, huh?" " Good times." " [Chuckles]" "It does." "I come bearing gifts." "[Saroyan] Please tell me it's something useful." "O ye of little faith." "What does that look like to you?" "An excess of nail polish." "Methyl 2-cyanoacrylate." "It's an epoxy used to bind plastics." "Of course." "Our victim was working in a prototype shop when she was murdered." "True, but that's not what's gonna make you happy." "Look." "Check this out closer." "Now I know I'm just the bug-and-slime guy, but if I'm not mistaken" "These are epithelial cells trapped between the glue and the nail... and they appear to be viable." "I was thinking they could be from the struggle." "So we might have the killer's D.N.A." "Mm-hmm." "[Saroyan] How are you doin'?" ""Gently forward piece... to coupling for together... with warning about many danger."" "[Chuckles, Mutters] What the hell does that mean?" "I mean, how did China take over the world with instructions like these?" "Looks like that red piece might fit there." "Oh, it does, doesn't it?" "Right?" "Let me just" " Let me just show you." "Okay." "This is just supposed to slide right in here, like this." "Supposed to slide." "Can you" " I mean- [Scoffs]" "I'm just" " I'm just- just trying to teach my son to walk here." "Wow." "You'd think the store would have some kind of service to assemble these things." "Oh, they do." "But this-this toy costs 33 bucks." "And they want 35 to put it together... which is just the most ridiculous" "That seems like money well spent." "Are you saying that-that- that I'm stupid?" "Wha" " No." "No." "I am not gonna let Baby Walker beat me." "Look, this picture here" "Look, this-this shows that you go like this, right?" "That this little bee- this happy little bee- goes in this little hole right next to the frog." "You see?" "This is just supposed to go right in here." "But, see, this doesn't fit in here, because it's lying." " It's just lying and lying- - [Hodgins] Hey, Ange, ready to go to lunch?" "He's your son too, Hodgins!" " What?" " [Laughs]" "I missed something." "Right?" "I think this is between you two and the little truck." "You" " You're a genius scientist, right?" "So why don't you get over here and put this thing together, or there will be blood!" "Good luck." "Okay, babe." "No problem." "Love you." "Calm down." "I got it." "Okay." ""To make seat with secure... to fasten red pin 'B' to... happy."" "Don't even look at me." "Don't even look over here." "Right." ""Red pin 'B' to happy."" "There's nothing happy here." "This is" " This is" " This is the bee." " No, no, no." "It's the letter "B."" "So it's- it's gotta be like letters." "I'm here for my test, sir." "What" " What are you doing here?" " Called in a favor." "I'm runnin' this one." " Booth, that's not fair." "You don't want me to have a gun." "It's gonna affect my performance." "That's the point." "You wanted to have my back." "If something like this rattles you, I can't trust you." " So, you ready?" " [Clicks]" "Let's rock and roll." "[Buzzer Buzzing]" "[Alarm Blaring]" "[Second Alarm Blares]" "[Bell Ringing]" "Get behind me!" "F.B.I.!" "[Police Radio Chatter]" " [Man's Recorded Voice]... on the third floor." " [Clicking]" "[Shouts]" " [Alarms Continue] - [Radio Chatter Continues]" "[Sirens Blaring]" "[Groans]" "Sweets!" "You hit?" "[Groans] Let me finish." "Let me finish the course." "[Buzzer Buzzes]" "[Groans]" "You all right?" "You're gonna have a scar, but you'll live." "How did I do?" " Uh, you did goodish." " Goodish, how?" "Good enough to have my back." "Thank you." "I know why you wanted to see me, Dr. Saroyan." "It's touching." "Touching?" "It is?" "You're worried about Lance." "But he'll be fine." "They wanted to give him four stitches... but he toughed it out with two- because that's just the kind of man he is." "Yes." "I heard it was just a scratch." "Scratches don't require stitches." "Right." "I actually called you in to tell Dr. Brennan what I found." "I got a hit from the military database." "The cells belong to Brock Vorback." "Thirty." "Lives in Virginia." "Served in Iraq and Afghanistan." "And worked at Dillio Toys." "Oh, my God." "That's him!" " Him who?" " Prince Charmington!" "He's the guy that plays Prince Charmington in all the commercials." "He was signing dolls at the mall last year." " I had him sign three." " Oh." "Didn't Booth say that the victim might've been in a secret relationship?" "I can't believe it." "The prince is evil." "Could somebody please explain to me what the hell I'm doing here?" "I was opening a toy store at the mall." "You made little girls cry." "Right." "Okay." "Um" " You know this woman?" "Yeah, that's" " That's Debbie Cortez." "She's an executive at Dillio Toys." "Why?" "Well, she's dead." "She was murdered." " What happened?" " Well, that's what" "That's what we're trying to find out." "And I was shot, so I'm not in the mood to play games." " I'm not playing games." " [Whispering] Sweets." "I can't believe this." "I thought she was breaking up with me." "That's why I hadn't heard from her." "So you're the guy she was dating." "She used to say she'd finally found her prince... but I was the lucky one." "I felt like the frog the princess kissed." "Wow, you really take this whole, uh, Charmington thing serious." " We found your skin cells under her nails." " You think that" "I didn't kill her." " Then how do you explain" " Look, Debbie was very" "She was very passionate, okay?" "Haven't you ever been scratched when you've been making love?" "Uh-huh." "Yeah." "So, you two met at work." "Why all the secrecy about the relationship here?" "Look, employee dating was against company policy." "Bianca, she's got a lot of rules there." "Right." "And you would've lost the whole, um, Charmington gig here." "I didn't care so much about that." "Yeah, but Debbie, she" " You know, she wanted to leave on good terms." "Dillio was her life." "Why would she wanna quit?" "Toys were her life." "Not Dillio." "I encouraged her to take the toys she was developing and go out on her own." "Debbie was the brains there." "Why shouldn't she be the one to get rich?" " Did she quit?" " I don't know." "When she stopped returning my calls, I figured... you know, she tried, and it-it hadn't worked out." " And you thought she blamed you for it." " Sure." "You know, I'm not really used to things working out in my life." "I dress up like a doll for a living." "The corrosive that burned the doll's leg... is lead sulfate from a car battery." "That would've had to burn through the plastic... while the remains were being transported." "Uh, car batteries are by the engine." "There's not enough room for a body in that part of the car." "That's what I thought till Dr. Brennan found these." "The fibers are Berber wool." "I assume this connects somehow." "Right." "The isotope analysis shows that the fibers were made in Modena, Italy." "The chromium pigments in the dye tell me that it was made for Maserati... and look where the battery was placed in this model" "In the trunk." "They used the wool as a liner for their car trunks." "If the fibers were in the fractures... that means that the victim's blood has to be on the liner." "I'll have Booth check to see if anyone at Dillio has a car like that." "Excuse me, Ms. Chiverton." "Do you have news?" "Did you find out what happened to Debbie?" "I think we've got some news." "Can you open up your trunk, please?" "Why?" "I think you know why." "[Chirps]" "[Clears Throat]" "Blood." "Without Debbie, our stock would have taken a terrific hit." "I closed the door to try to stop her from leaving." "But she tripped and fell as it was coming down." "It was an accident." "She suffocated." "That would've taken time." "You could've released the door... but you stood there and you watched her die." "[Door Opens]" "Daisy." " How is my Lancelot?" " I'm fine." "I know you're not." "You're just so brave." "No, I'm" " I'm actually totally fine." "Can I see it?" "[Gasps]" " All those bad guys that were popping up?" " Mm-hmm." "It was you I was saving." "We can't" " We can't keep having sex in my office, Daisy." " We can't?" " No." " No." " Mmm. [Growls]" "This is the last time." "All right, so, I've used the Angelatron and I used Hodgins... but I give up." "The toy wins." "You couldn't assemble it?" "Oh, honey, NASA could not assemble that thing." "I'm gonna go to the store, and I'm gonna pay the kid 35 bucks to put it together." "That's probably wise." "Do you want Brennan to come to the toy store?" "Would you like to come to the toy store with us?" " What" " To the toy store?" " Yeah." "You can hold Michael while I yell at people." "It's the biggest one in town, right?" "He loves it." "They have bassinets and mobiles... and all kinds of fun stuff." "You're gonna need that stuff before you know it." "Of course." "Perhaps, Michael, you can show me..." " what you find entertaining." " Great." "I just hope it isn't Mommy strangling someone." " Shall we?" " Let's do it." "[Door Opens]" "Bones." "Hey, Bones." "Where are you?" " Hold it right there, copper!" "[Shouts]" " Aaah!" "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Isn't this hilarious?" "It's a gun that shoots foam balls." " Right." " Hah!" "I'm Scarred Face." "Oh, no, no, no, no, no." "What" " You're Scarface." " Scarface." " Scarface." "Yeah." "It's a different thing." "Where'd you get that?" "Angela had to return a toy... and I saw the salesman demonstrate this." "Angela's son found it so amusing" "[Chuckling] that I thought he might asphyxiate." "Well, a child's laughter is a beautiful thing when they're not choking." "Well, I realized that both Angela's son and I... had a mutual understanding of how amusing this toy is." "That is the essence of play, isn't it?" "Well, I think you may be overthinking things there." " Our daughter's gonna love this." " You got two of these, huh?" " Of course." "One for me and one- - [Shouting]" "[Both Shouting]" "I'm Scarface!" "Say hello to my little friend!" "Da, da, da, da, da, da!" " Aaah!" " [Booth Laughing]" "What's that mean?"