"We love you guys!" "Whoo!" "Dale and Ellie met at base camp on Mount Everest two years ago." "So, you know that they are comfortable with life's ups and downs." "But know that your love... will allow you to absorb these with new strength... as you arejoined for life in holy matrimony." " Good luck, Ellie!" " All right, Dale!" "Do you, Dale McGilliard, take Ellie Spiller... to be your wife in sickness and in health... through good times and bad, till death do you part?" " I do." " And do you, Ellie, take Dale as your husband" " I do, I do, I do." " Then... by the powers vested in me by the state of Maryland, I pronounce you man and wife." "Kiss and take the plunge into married bliss." "Whoa!" "Whoa!" "Well, my guess is that this is gonna put a crimp..." " in their wedding night." " Why?" "Oh, come on." "I mean, coming face to face with death like that?" " Kinda kills the desire, don't you think?" " Well..." "I work with remains every day, but if I'm sexually attracted to someone..." " I'm perfectly capable of engaging in spirited" " Okay." "Okay, okay, Bones." "I get it." "I'm just saying... you have to be kinda crazy to bungee jump." " Watch yourself." " I got it." "It's perfectly safe." "Tell that to Captain Splat over here, huh?" "First bungee accident I ever saw." "Probably because you're 10." "This was no bungee accident." "The victim is fairly well dressed  tie, sport coat." " Definitely not bungee attire." "And this compound tibial fracture" "If he was still alive when he fell, the bones should have bled." "Meaning?" "Meaning someone threw him off the cliff after he was already dead." "Yeah." "Suspicious circumstances, foul play, dirty deeds" " I think you get the point." " Okay, let's get it back to theJeffersonian, Bones." "Right?" " Oh." "Gloves." "Right." "Wrap that up, kid." "Took 10 minutes to hike down to the foot of the cliff to find the body." "Local fauna include a wide variety of birds, rodents and crabs... all of which have had a go at the remains." "Fascinating that one would risk intraocular hemorrhaging... perineal nerve damage, not to mention quadriplegia... just to experience a simple beta endorphin rush." "What fascinates me is that we've ruled out death by bungee, and yet you remain fascinated." "Okay." "I'm ready to start the facial reconstruction." "Gross." "Wow." "This is really gross." "I'm gonna come back." "Dental X-rays indicate the victim was undergoing dental restoration... for abfraction lesions on his molars." "Heavy grinder." "High-stress job?" "All right." "Well, I'll send pictures to Booth to see if he can check with local dentists." "Dr. Brennan, there is staining on this Le Fort I fracture." "Hemorrhaging into the maxillary sinuses?" "Classic punch in the nose at or around the time of death." "Which would be between two to five days ago." "This body's been dead more than five days." "The tissue shows a much higher rate of decomp." "Yeah, I got late second instar Phormia regina and Chrysomya rufifacies... which, I admit, seems weird." "But my little squads of death- they don't lie." "Forgive me, doctors, but is his skin moving?" "Ooh." "God, that's strange." " Insect activity?" " Never seen insects like that  except in Alien." " I'm secreting adrenaline." "I guess we should see what's inside." "Whoa!" "What the hell is that?" "I have no idea." "Everyone away from the body." "We're in lockdown." "Do you have any idea what the foam is?" "No idea at all, but we could be dealing with a poison... a virus or a biotoxin." "So no one touches or... sniffs it or anything else..." " until we run tests." " This is a first for me." "Perhaps if Mr. Nigel-Murray and I could examine the bones" " I'm annoying you." " Patience, Dr. Brennan." "Curiosity killed the cat." "I'm running the bugs through the mass spec." "I'm not getting any toxins, but they might not have fed on the remains yet." " In other words, I need more samples." " We all need more samples." "I know." "I would just like us all to stay alive during the process." "In 400 B.C., Hippocrates declared that disease was not caused by demons." "Great." "So we can rule out demons." "Alex Newcomb, 33." "The F.B.I. got an I.D. off his dentals." "The dentist has the brother listed as the emergency contact." "Perhaps you should help Agent Booth... question the victim's brother." "I'll call you when you can have access to the remains." "Okay." "Service Department, you've got a customer waiting, line three." " I thought the guy was dead." " He is dead..." " but his skin was moving." " Wait a second." "Moving skin on a dead guy?" " Yes." "Then he started foaming." " Wait a second." "Foaming?" "Okay." "What would cause that, too much beer?" "Or maybe he ate soap." "You should stop using cartoons as a scientific reference." "Okay." "You know the guy who owns this place?" "He has a monkey." " Ma'am." " Does he feel that a monkey... will inspire me to buy a car?" "Bones, it's marketing, okay?" "Look." "Hey. "We don't sell cars"" ""We sell adventure. "" "So, what can the Mighty Mo put you in today?" "Mmm." "You look like a sporty two-door man." "Actually, he has a very nice car." " Yeah." " Ooh, I'll say." " That Sequoia's a honey." " Yeah, tell me about it." "Roomy enough you could have a Super Bowl party back there." " What is that" " G.P.S., side air bags?" " We're looking for" "Such great gas mileage for, you know, a can-do machine." "Are you looking to trade in?" " No." "We're looking" " Because I can offer you a sweet deal... from the heart of the jungle." "We're here to see Chet Newcomb." "Okay." "Between us, as much as we all love Chet... as Bwana of the Month, I'm really in a better position to offer you a deal, so" "Right." "And that'd be great, Mighty Mo, if we were here to buy a car, but we're not." "You know, F.B. I?" " Well, he's back there." " Thank you." "What?" "She "rowr'd" me first." "Doesn't mean you have to "rowr" her back." "The doctor said you have to take all of these on a full stomach." "Desmo" " Desmopres" "Desmopressin?" "Do you have kidney problems?" "No, I j" " It's just a- a slight infection." "Hi." "Chet Newcomb." " What can I do for you today?" " Uh, with the F.B.I." "I'd like to ask you a few questions, you know, in private." "Oh." "Well, this is my wife, Vanessa." "How you do, ma'am?" "Pleasure to meet you." "We just, uh, have to have a few words." "Oh." "Well, I was just going." "I have a fitting anyway." "Client waiting on a bridesmaid's dress." "Actually, you might want to stay." "Booth has some bad news about your husband's brother." "He may need consoling." " Bones." " Wasn't that sensitive?" " What happened to my brother?" " He was found at the base of a cliff..." " at Whitney Cove." " Oh, my God." "I told him that was crazy to try that bungee thing." " He" " It was an accident?" " No." "He was" " What's a sensitive way of saying "murdered"?" " Oh, God." "Murdered?" "Sorry, but when you're ready, we'd like to ask you..." " a few questions about your brother." " He was murdered?" "Yeah." "We're very sorry for your loss." "Where was the last place your brother worked?" "Um, until a couple of weeks ago, he worked- he worked here." "Uh, then he left and he went to work for Criterion across the street." "Can you think of anyone who wanted to do him harm?" "He was a car salesman." "JungleJim and Alex got into it pretty bad when Alex quit." "JungleJim?" "Perimortem fractures on the victim's parietal." "Cause of death?" "No, but, you know, might stun him for a moment." "Is there any chance we can remove the remains from the iso tank?" "I can't get a definitive reading yet." "I have organic matter from the victim... and numerous creatures that took a piece from him." "I'm running another test for viruses that could've been transmitted from the animals." "Dr. Saroyan, uh, the bones- There's more foam." " Where?" " Ooh." "Uh, it's spreading." " Originating from where?" " The Chinese throw away... 900 billion chopsticks every year." "Any relevance whatsoever?" "No, no, none." "It's- I'm just" " I'm a tad disoriented." "So when you spout facts, it's your way of maintaining focus?" "Facts are the stitches that hold the fabric of existence together." "In that case, is it individual chopsticks or pairs?" "Individual or" " Individual." "The foam is coming from inside the bones themselves... through the periosteum." "Wow." "Alex Newcomb." "Now, that's terrible." "Is that thing tame?" "Bananas?" "Oh, he ain't flung poo since I bought him this hat." "Alex." "He was one ornery son of a bitch, but what a salesman." " Why did he quit working here?" " Oh, he didn't quit." "I fired him." "He was Bwana of the Month every month for over two years." "The last two, he dropped to bwana number three." "I told him if he didn't pick it up, we'd have to reduce his commissions." " I mean, why pay top-bwana money for a number-three bwana?" " And how did he react?" "Uh" "This is tough to talk about." "It's just tough." "He shoved Bananas off my shoulders." "Just... shoved him." "I've been waiting for an apology." "I would've taken him back ifhe'djust apologized to Bananas." " Apologize to a monkey?" " He's got a heart just like you and me." "I think it shows a basic lack of humanity to push a monkey." "No wonder somebody killed him." "Alex shoved JungleJim's monkey." "There's your motive." "That man has an unnatural attachment to his monkey." " Everyone knows you don't touch the monkey." " Everyone." " We need some actual evidence." " So, what can you tell us about Alex?" "Alex was a very good salesman." "You see, in the one month... he broke every sales record we had." "Buddy, is it?" "Looks like he took your spot." "Hey, a family business, man." "It's all good." "My God." "This is such tragedy." "How did his, uh, brother take the news?" "Oh, you, uh-You know Chet?" "Sure." "Alex wanted me to hire him, but now I feel bad that I could not." " Why couldn't you?" " The poor man is sick." " I need a strong man to sell my cars." " Why?" "Because you want to buy a car from a guy who's, you know, vital." "Makes a-a man feel like, you know, he's on the winning team." " Makes a woman feel all protected and safe." " That makes no sense." " No, I believe he's correct." " Mmm." "As do I, yeah." "Did Alex have any enemies?" " Lemon guy." " Lemon guy." "Is that another car dealer?" "No." "Angry customer took a golf club- like that to Alex's windshield." " Seven-iron." " No, it was a 9-iron." "Oh, yeah." "He said Alex sold him a lemon car." "Bashed in Alex's ride." "Did Alex sell him a lemon?" "No way." "We are a class act." "Yeah, that's simply not how we roll, man." "Every serologic and biologic diagnostic I've run comes up the same." "No drugs, viruses, poisons." "Mine show no evidence of arsenic, ethylene glycol or cyanide." "No signs of any toxins." "Then we could let him out?" "Okay." "But we proceed with extreme caution." "In the Dark Ages, it was believed that holding wine in the mouth... while breathing through the nose would prevent the plague." "That's the best idea I've heard today." "Does it work with tequila?" " Uh-oh." " What?" "This bone is, um- It-It's gone quite soft." "Gelatinous." " I believe it's disintegrating." " We're losing our evidence?" " How much time do we have?" " Uh" " Tell me a little-known fact." " What?" "Uh, okay." "Did you know that the international telephone dialing code... for Antarctica is 672?" "Did you know that, Mr. Nigel-Murray?" "I did not." "I estimate that we are losing... approximately 12% bone mass every hour, which means" "We could lose our evidence long before we solve our murder." "Oh!" "Whew!" "Nice grip on this iron." "So, is this the type of club that you used... to bash in Alex Newcomb's windshield?" "Hey, this guy took my money!" "And when there was a problem, it was like I didn't even exist." "Well, he's lucky the only thing you went after was his windshield." " Who started this whole thing" " That isn't what Booth really thinks?" "Uh, no, no." "Booth sees that the man is humiliated, and he displays empathy." "So, lying?" "Manipulating." "Much like the car salesman." "I used to teach psychological techniques to car salesmen... to make money for grad school." "Not one of my finest moments." "A lemon is a car that craps out on you three months to a year after you buy it." "I didn't get more than 10 miles off that lot when the brakes failed." "That's not a lemon." "That's a death trap." " Yeah, you feared for your life." " No, not my life." "My kid, who was in the backseat- four years old." "He cracked a rib." "He" "Hit his head." "He got stitches." "Wow." "I mean, you expect a car like that to be safe." " That's damn right." " Yeah." "Right?" "I got a kid." "Someone endangered his life, I'd kill the guy." "Wait." "Somebody killed this guy?" "Killed him." "Dead." "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "Hey, look." "I busted up his windshield, all right?" "I" " I lost my temper." "But there is no way I'm gonna let my kid live without a father." " I want to do that." " Do what?" "Connect to people like Booth does." "You could teach me." " Oh, I don't know." " In the spirit of scientific inquiry..." "I'd like to see if what you say about psychology is true." "Did you just dare me, Dr. Brennan?" "Hey, got something." "I found some particulates on our victim's clothing." "Simmondsia chinensis, mica, Red 7 Lake and Fragaria ananassa... also known as "lust dust. "" " "Lust dust"?" " On his pants- his, uh, lap." "Strawberry body glitter." "Such as might be utilized by a lap dancer?" "Well, that's something I can tell Booth." "Makes me king of the lab." "A large percentage of the monarchy... are actually mentally handicapped due to inbreeding." "Can't ruin it for me." "King of the lab!" "Okay." "Hey, Bones, look, this is the only strip club... in proximity to Alex's home and work, all right?" "You know what?" "You didn't have to come inside with me." " I look forward to observing your behavior." " My what?" "Well, Sweets says you're manipulative, like a salesman." " I want to study your technique." " My technique?" "Wait." "I'm gonna smack that guy." "You put people at ease, get them to do your bidding." "It's a very useful skill  one I wish my father had passed on to me." " Hey, sexy." "Where you from?" "Your father is a con man." "I am not a con man." "Let us just remember that." "Okay?" "Just watch." "Don't say anything." "Excuse me." "Ladies, uh, if I may, um, which one of you likes to use this stuff?" "It's Strawberry Lust Dust." "Well, that'd be me" " Strawberry Lust." "Right." "Strawberry Lust, the one and only." "I'm sure you thought long and hard about that stage name, right?" " We'd like to speak with you in private." " No, not in private." "I could just ask you a few questions here." "All right, Bones, it's a little weird that you're here watching." " Why don't you just go outside" " It's not weird, baby." " Lots of people like to watch." " Oh, thank you." "I" " I get tremendous satisfaction out of observing... a whole variety of activities." " I'd just like to ask you a couple questions." " Your boyfriend's shy, isn't he?" "Sweet." "That'll be 60 bucks." " Okay." "I got that." " Bones" " There you go." " Hey." " Thanks." " Relax." " She's going to be enjoying this too." " Right." "I just" " Whoa." "All right." " Mm-hmm." "Oh" "Not so interested in talking now, are you, baby?" " You have excellent control of your hips." " So I've been told." "Well, um, Miss Lust, um" " Miss" "Miss Lust, actually I'm with the, uh, F.B.I. I need to ask you, uh- a few questions about maybe a client of yours." "F.B. I?" "I'm a criminal science major at Georgetown." "Yeah, and yet here you are, right?" " Working off student loans?" " You know it." "School's a fortune." "Well, I think you will pay off your loans very quickly." " Bones." " She's quite arousing... which I imagine translates into excellent tips." "Right." "Um, Miss Lust, um, Alex Newcomb" "Um, Criterion Cars, a salesman" " Uh, maybe a client of yours?" " Yeah, sure." "A regular." "What about him?" "Well, we have evidence that you, um... gave him a lap dance on the night that he died." "Died?" "Whoa." " Murdered?" " Can you just answer the, uh" "Right." "Cooperate fully." "I aced my freshman criminology class." "Um, I gave him a couple of dances Thursday night." "He was pretty drunk." "Started a fight, and Billy had to kick him out." "Wait." "Wait a minute." "Am I a suspect?" "Because all I do is gyrate, and that never killed anyone." "Did he get into a fight with one of the bouncers?" "No, with another car salesman." "You know the Indian guy?" "Buddy." "From Criterion." "He lied to you." "You should go talk to Buddy." "Yes, I-I should." "Then tell Miss Lust to get up." "I think that might be a little embarrassing right now." "Huh, baby?" "That's my gun." " Give us a minute?" " Okay." " Outside." " What's outside?" " Can you go outside, please?" " Well, did we get our 60 dollars' worth yet?" "We'll start with a simple exercise... um, to recognize emotions from facial expressions." " Then I'll give you skills to deal with those emotions." " Okay." "Okay." "Just give me a moment." "Okay." "You're ill." "Ill?" "No, Dr. Brennan, no." "Ill is not even an emotion." "My brow is furrowed... mouth slightly open... eyes quizzical." "I'm expressing confusion and its corresponding vulnerability." "What are you confused about?" "That's not important at this point." "Now it's just important to recognize that when someone is vulnerable... you have the opportunity to help them feel secure" " Hmm." " thereby gaining their trust and forming a relationship." "Having this skill can" "It can enrich all aspects of your life." "And not just supply the world with dishonest car salesmen." "No." " Let's try another one." " Okay." "Okay!" "What-What is wrong?" "I" " You are very intolerant, Sweets." " Okay." " I am doing the best that I can." "That's right." "That's right." "I was expressing anger." "Excellent recognition." "Very poor response to it though." " Should I have become physical?" " No." "Well, not if you're trying to establish an emotional connection." "Do you think that Booth was trained like this?" "Some people just have a natural ability." "But" " Hey." "Hey." "Dr. Brennan, you're a brilliant woman." "And you'll get there." "Okay?" "Okay." " Skull is melting." " We can use this C-ring magnifier... to enlarge a greater area." "Whoa!" "Well" "Uh, the fire appears not to have damaged the remains." "How did it start?" "Oh, I see." "So we're going with the old "blame the corpse'"defense?" "I just" " I turned on the C-ring magnifier." "And then there was a little pop, and then" "Whoosh." "It was pop, whoosh." "If the light was the ignition source  that suggests the body was emitting some kind of gas." "Uh, diatomic gases emit a distinctive ultraviolet hue when they oxidize." "These remains were emitting hydrogen gas." "Not anymore." "It all burned up." "Whatever mysterious process is destroying these bones... emits hydrogen gas as a by-product." "Agent Booth, is it the F.B.I.'s intention... to confiscate our automobile?" "No, no." "But, you know, I might be in the market to buy one, Mr. Shirazi." "Base price starts at 114,000, Agent Booth." "Family money." "Well, please, call me Buddy." "Okay." "4.2 liter V-8, carbon ceramic brakes with monoblock Brembo calipers." " Zero to 60?" " 4.6 seconds, but, uh" "Please, not during the test drive." "Right." " You married, Buddy?" " Yes, indeed, bro." "Four blissful years." "But, uh, I know you must be a bachelor, because this car is for prowling." "That's right." "I am a bachelor." "I do like to prowl." "I usually head over to that, uh- that strip club..." "Imperial Showgirls over on, uh, Washtenow." " You know, where they have all that lap dancing?" " I-I don't know that place." "No?" "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!" "Oh, God." "Please?" " Imperial Showgirls?" " Uh, did my wife send you?" "Okay, please." "I implore you to slow down." " The railroad tracks!" " What?" "The railroad tracks are there, and you must slow down to five miles an hour before" "Okay, what do you need to know?" "Uh, you got into a fight with Alex Newcomb... at the Imperial Showgirls the night he was murdered." " I want to know why." " He stole a client from me." "I punched him in the nose." " Please, man, the tracks." " How do I know you're not lying?" "I'm not lying!" "I'm not lying!" "I swear!" "I'm not lying!" "I'm not a liar!" "The tracks!" "The tracks!" "The tracks!" "The tracks" "Thank you, Agent Booth." "Thank you." "Okay!" "We were both thrown out of the club!" "I foolishly drove home drunk!" "And I apologize!" "I won't do it again!" " Okay." "What did Newcomb do?" " I don't know!" "Wait!" "Wait, wait, wait, wait!" "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!" "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!" "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!" "Wait, wait, wait." "He, uh" " He took a cab!" "He told the driver to-to take him back toJungleJim!" "He said to me, " Screw you and everyone who works at Criterion." "I'm gonna get my old job back!"" "Right." "You know what?" "This baby definitely pulls to the right." "You have alignment problems." "You know what?" "I'm gonna call my partner and get a ride back." "Did you check with the taxi company?" " Oh, yeah." "Alex Newcomb took a taxi" " Hey!" "toJungleJim's that night." "The cabbie said that he was intoxicated." "Do you think that Newcomb was going to apologize to the monkey and get his job back?" "Well, yeah." "He definitely wanted to get the monkey off his back." "But the monkey was on JungleJim's back." "Well, Alex felt guilty for leaving his brother all alone atJungleJim's." "Oh, so Alex Newcomb's brother, Chet Newcomb, was the monkey on the back?" "Oh, you know what?" "I am getting off that merry-go-round right now, Bones." "Booth?" "Booth?" "Update." "I found perimortem Colles' fractures on both the right and left distal radii." "Possibly from the breaking of the fall." " Where?" " Already dissolved." "Any definite cause of death?" "Oh, uh, areas on the left lateral thorax... near the rib fractures show" "It's gone." "More evidence is gone?" "The rate of dissolution is accelerating." "Are you hearing this, Dr. Hodgins?" "We're losing the bones." "We have to figure a way..." " to arrest the destruction of the- - lon chromatography takes time." "Yeah." "Let's give him a little space." "Okay." "So we know that the bones are dissolving faster than the rest of the body." " Why should that happen?" " What do bones have that the rest of the body doesn't?" " Calcium." " Oddly enough... calcium is the fifth most abundant element in both..." " the crust of the Earth and the ocean." " We're looking for... a corrosive that produces hydrogen gas when it breaks down calcium." "Fluoride ions would tear through cells and soft tissue until they met up with calcium." "All acids contain hydrogen." "Hydrofluoric acid." "Used in various pesticides... rust removers, petrochemical development..." " to clean and brighten certain metals." " Aha!" "Antacid." "You think he's troubled by indigestion?" "Antacid contains magnesium hydroxide." "We cover the hydrofluoric acid in enough magnesium, it'll stop attacking the bones." "Makes sense" " I hope." "The first recorded antacid was an amalgam of ambergris and musk." "Since ambergris could only be obtained from whales, it wasn't readily available to all." " Wh" " It's working." " Yeah." "What's happening?" "Well, the good news is that the bones stopped dissolving." "The, uh, bad news is" "Our foamy friend seems to be petrifying right before our very eyes." "Oh, God." "Ah" "Mr. Nigel-Murray, perhaps you and Dr. Hodgins... can figure out a way to free the victim's remains so that we can discover cause of death." " How do we do that?" "Drop it on the floor like a piggy bank?" "I suggest we cut off one of the limbs- one of the less crucial limbs, of course- and run some tests." "Are you serious?" "No." " Would it interest you to know" " No." "At-At this moment, it-it would not." "Please, Booth?" "I'm ready." "One lesson with Sweets doesn't turn you into the master interrogator." " Is master interrogator a real thing?" " Technically, no." "You gotta know exactly what you want to find out when you go in there." "Really, if you can do it, I can." "Seriously?" "You think you can do anything I can do?" "Not the big, strong, sheerly physical things, but otherwise, yes." "Fine." "Be my guest." "Be the big cheese." "Fill the shoes." "Here." "Take an earpiece in case you, you know, need help." "Okay." "But don't distract me unnecessarily." "It's all your fault." "You know that, right?" "What?" "You're the one that said yes." "I'm Dr. Brennan." "Yeah, I know." "We've met, like, five times." "Together, you and I are gonna help each other out here." "If by "help," you mean put me in the electric chair" "Was that a confession?" "Because it sounded like a confession." "No, no, no." "I was" " I was being, um" "God-Are you serious?" "I'm sorry." "Did you enjoy sex with Alex Newcomb?" "No, I did not." "It was over too quick, and he didn't put enough weight on his elbows." " So, you admit to a sexual relationship?" " No, no" "No." "Once again, I was- You know, I was joking." "So" "No." "We just worked together." " Where were you last Thursday night?" " Bowling." "Did you kill Alex Newcomb?" "No." "Did you?" "No." "Will you just" "Ask her if Alex Newcomb ever- stole any of her customers." "Did Alex ever skate any of your sales?" "Oh, yeah." "Yeah, he did." "I'd have referrals come in on my days off..." " and he would tell them I'd been fired." " That's terrible." "Look, the only person that he really cared about was his brother." "How do you know?" "Why do you think Alex went from number one to number three?" "He punted sales to his brother." "Made me number one." "So, you had no reason to kill him?" "Nope." "Thank you for your cooperation." "That's it?" "Oh, okay." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "You were right." "She wasn't ready." "No." "She wasn't ready, Sweets." "But we found out something really, really important." "What?" "The woman bowls?" "No." "We found out that the victim was secretly carrying his brother." "Any good news?" "I think I may have discovered cause of death." "Even though the victim's still wearing his hard candy coating?" "I went back over the X-rays and the M.R.I. scans." "This defect in the posterior aspect... of the sternum- there." "That's very small." "This shadow suggests that the margins bevel inward... which suggests that it was left by the tip of whatever weapon was used to kill the victim." "How can we confirm that?" "By cracking this baby open, taking a good look." "So, I.C. results... confirm anions of chloride, sulfate, phosphate, nitrate and fluoride." "So his body was exposed to highly concentrated hydrofluoric acid." "Ah!" "We got something right." "Now how do we get him out?" "No idea." "Perhaps one good, sharp shock... with a mallet would free the remains inside." "I also found some fecal matter on the bottom of the shoes." "Ninety percent of the world's population have fecal matter on the bottom of their shoes." " Not from a cebinae Cebus." " A what?" " Capuchin." " JungleJim's monkey, Bananas, is of the capuchin variety." "Named thus for their uncanny resemblance to the, uh, Capuchin monks of the- an offshoot of the Franciscan order" "Motile flagellates in the poop date the freshness to five days ago." "The same day Alex Newcomb was killed." "Has anyone suggested a piñata scenario?" "I'll leave you to it." "You people better have a warrant." "We have reason to believe that Alex Newcomb was here the night he died." "Well, I didn't see him." "Monkey crap?" "You're here lookin' for monkey crap?" "Feces, yes." "It won't be hard to find." " Maybe Bananas should wear a diaper all the time." " Diaper." " All right, if Alex was here, I didn't see him." " Okay, what is going on now?" " Oh, they think that Bananas killed Alex!" " We never said that." "O" " Okay, wait a minute." "You think Alex was killed here?" "No, no, no, no" " Nobody here killed Alex!" "Would you just go back to the floor?" "Go." "Go!" "Agent Booth, Dr. Brennan, we found blood." "So, there's an additional wide stain around the blood..." " where the concrete is clearly pitted." " Well, what is it?" " That's congruent with a strong acid." " What is this, please?" " That's Gleam O." " What's that?" "It's a tire cleaner." "It's real concentrated." " Is it corrosive?" " Sixty percent hydrofluoric acid." "That would explain what happened to Alex Newcomb's bones." "So we got blood." "We got a method of disposing the body." " Looks like you're gonna have to shut the jungle down, pal." " Why?" "Because everyone who works here is now a suspect." "Including you, JungleJim." "Here you go." "So, the blood from JungleJim's is a match for Alex Newcomb." "He was killed in the service area." "He was killed and then soaked in corrosive tire cleaner." "So, the killer thinks the body's gonna dissolve instantly... like it does in the movies, then nothing happens... except every alarm in the lab goes off time and again." "You okay?" "Yes." "This was just really good wine." "Right." "Okay." "So, the killer still has the body, so he tosses it off the cliff." "What was Alex Newcomb doing back atJungleJim's that night?" "Bones here already figured that one out." "I did?" "How?" "Alex was there for his brother, trying to save Chet's job." "You got that one right." "I've got dipsticks, pry bars, ceremonial weapons... but the defect in the sternum is too small to make a definitive match." "The stab perforated the spine." "What about injury to the vertebrae?" "According to my calculations, reversing the trajectory of the nick in the sternum..." "Alex was stabbed between the seventh and the eighth vertebrae." "But we won't get anything from those vertebrae." "They were already jelly when the X-rays were taken." "I hate this case." "Did you know that the earliest production of wine... took place in 6000 B.C. in what is now Iran?" "From grapes." "Rice was used in China in 7000 B.C." "Is there anything you don't know?" "Yes." "The murder weapon." "Dr. Brennan is very adamant that without a murder weapon... it's much more difficult to prosecute a homicide." " We have to find a way to unseal this body." " No, no-Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Dr. Saroyan, I" " Okay." "I'd just like to point out... that this could very much resemble... what happens when one strikes an egg with a sledgehammer." "Can you see another choice?" "Could we at least don some rain gear first?" "Maybe I could help?" "Why is it that nobody ever says to me..." ""Gee, Angela, this looks impossible... but maybe you're the person who could solve the problem"?" "Cam says you might be able to do a virtual examination of the body." "I've been working on a new program... that uses configuration-bias Monte Carlo method." "Here are the bones currently left in the body." "Now, there's not much left, but by factoring in... rate of decomposition and bone destruction from the hydrofluoric acid..." "I can attempt to virtually regrow the bone." "I have been to 74 interrogations with Booth." "Forty-two in the room and 32 observing." " Uh-huh." " I should be able to do it." "What?" "Interrogate?" "Yes." "I even engaged in a very interesting session with Sweets... to improve my ability to manipulate people." "Oh." " That wouldn't work." " Why not?" "Because... what Booth has... you can't learn from baby-boy shrink." "Booth's brilliant at pretending to be stupider than he actually is most of the time." "Brilliant at stupidity?" "Mm-hmm." "Especially around you." "Okay." "Here is what Alex Newcomb's skeleton looked like 12 hours ago." "Why would Booth do that?" "Well, he knows that you like to be the smart one, so he lets you have that." "All right." "Here's what Alex's bones looked like at the time of his death." "Huh." "Jagged crenellations between the seventh and eighth vertebrae... indicate the path of the murder weapon." "Combining trajectory analysis with force and thrust ratio." "This suggests a square-edged blade with an overlying step... that was at least 16 centimeters long." "You know I am smarter than Booth." "Okay." "So maybe you should just let him... have the people skills part of the job to himself then." "Can you zoom in there?" " Yeah." " Okay." "Look at this." "It's a curved notch, maybe from a small pin?" "Yeah." "Or a screw." "Screw." "Two blades held together by a screw." "Scissors." "You are amazing, Angela." "Eh." "I just program the computer." "You're the whiz-master who makes the calls." "You're welcome." "Hey, sweetie?" "I think you'll find that the murder weapon was a pair of tailor shears." "Why?" "Why don't you run this information by Booth... and see how quickly he comes to the same conclusion." "Agent Booth, Dr. Brennan, how you doing?" "Have you made any progress on the case?" " Yeah." "Here you go." " What's this?" "That's a warrant to seize all your scissors and sewing shears." " Why?" " Newcomb, how long does it take to swallow a couple of pills?" "We got customers on the floor." "Now get your hat on." " What's going on?" " Uh, get back inside, Chet." " What's happening?" " Just go back inside." "Don't lose your job." "Booth?" "Oh, look at that." "You see, our lab discovered... that the murder weapon was a pair of tailor shears." "And Booth immediately remembered that you're a seamstress." "We're pretty sure we're gonna find Alex Newcomb's blood on those." "Alex caught me with someone." " Wh" " Sexually, you mean?" " Who?" " JungleJim?" " Whoa!" "How'd you get there?" "That's how your sick husband kept his job." "First his brother tried to help, then you." "It was just one time." "I told JungleJim I'd have sex with him just once... if he wouldn't fire Chet." "And" " My luck-Alex walked in looking to get his job back and" "Alex wouldn't listen to me." "He said he was gonna tell Chet, and I" " I couldn't let that happen, so" " So you killed him?" "Look, I love my husband." "Yeah." "So did his brother." " Just give me a 10." " You had most of the potato sk" "Okay, let me have that." "Okay?" "All right." "Bones, you ready?" "You haven't said anything about my interrogation." "Okay, you know what?" "You did great." "Okay?" "Better than I thought." "I was terrible." "Everybody's right." "I lack empathy." "You got empathy." "You're awkward." "That's different." "My stuff is bones." "Yours is people." "Right." "So, you're admitting that I'm better at something than you are?" "No" "Yes." "A lot better." "Thanks, Bones." "Hey, can we go now?" " Yes." " Yes." "Wait till you see what's outside." "So, what do you think?" "Right?" "Huh?" "Buddy let me borrow it." " Can I drive it?" " No, no, no." "Wait a second." "This is a very powerful machine." "Well, I can handle it." "Okay, look." "Once around the block." "Uh, maybe." "Okay" " Okay!" "Driving a machine like this is like making love." "You have to go gently." "I go more for passionate and uninhibited rather than gentle." "Bones, gently." "Go ahead." " Gentle, Bones." "Gentle." "Easy." " # If you wanna dig #" "# I'll be your gold #" "Bones, easy on the gas!" "Just" "Easy." "Whoa!" "Stop!" "Brake!" " The car broke!" " Okay, let me drive." " No!" " All right." "Okay, fine." "You know what?" " Just do it without me, okay?" " Wait" " No!" "It's no fun by myself." "At least help me get it into first gear." "First gear?" "You're a scientist." "You can figure it out, right?" "I'm a scientist, not a mechanic." "A mechanic?" "What did I say?" "Drive it gently." "But no." "You don't listen to me." " I'm done." "Forget it." " Come on, Booth." "Come back." "I am an excellent driver." " See ya." " Buddy's gonna be very upset you're leaving it here" "Buddy will completely understand because of the way that you drove that car." " I told you to go gently." "Everybody back out!" " It doesn't work!" "How am I supposed to" " Okay!" "God!" "Come on, Booth!" "What's that mean?"