09x09 - The Fury In The Jury

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Testimony continues for the fifth day in the trial of former soccer star Peter Kidman.

I don't think Dr. Brennan would like us to be watching TV at work. She's a juror.

She wouldn't mind.

HODGINS: We I.D.'d these remains.

Cause of death was accidental, so we have nothing more to do.

There's the bastard.

DAISY: Look at how smug he is.

Not for long.

Brennan will put him away.

You got that right.

Not from what I've seen. I agree with you.

What are you talking about?

Kidman was found with the body.

The Kn*fe was one of his.

And yet there's not one forensic clue linking him to the crime.

Dr. Brennan needs facts, not suppositions.

His wife found out that he was cheating and threatened to leave him.

And that's why he k*lled her.

As Dr. B would say, "Not evidence."

HODGINS: Be patient.

The prosecution says they got the smoking g*n.

Then I'll believe Dr. Brennan will vote to convict when I see that smoke.

HODGINS: He's just a rich, entitled athlete who's always gotten everything he's always wanted, and now he thinks he can get away with m*rder.

I'm sorry, but Brennan is not gonna let that happen.

(text alert sounds)

Oh, I hate to break up the party, but we got a body coming in.

DAISY: I'll get the platform ready.

My brother's not a m*rder*r. He loved Charlene.

Yet when you were at dinner with Mr. Kidman and Charlene, they were arguing.

Charlene walked out of the restaurant, didn't she?

Yes. But everyone argues.

It never ever got physical between them.

PROSECUTOR: Until she was found stabbed to death with one of their kitchen knives.

Objection. Argumentative.

Very. Sustained.

He called the police right away.

He called me.

He called his best friend Frank.

Would a m*rder*r do that?

I'll ask the questions, Ms. Kidman. He loved Charlene.

He was still holding her when I got there. He was crying.

No more, Ms. Kidman. Just answer the questions.

Someone broke in!

Even the police said so!

Your Honor...

That's enough, Ms. Kidman!

When you walked in, your brother was covered in Charlene's blood, wasn't he?

(voice breaks): He was holding her.

Yes or no?

(sobs) Yes.

But I know Peter.

And I know, I know he loved Charlene, and he could never k*ll her!

BRENNAN: I just want to check in at the lab, see if I'm needed.

I thought Daisy was covering for you. She is.

That's why I want to check in.

You could take a little break, you know?

I mean, a trial, a trial is exhausting.

I know. That's why I want something to clear my mind.

From the m*rder trial. Yes.

Right. Okay, so you're gonna go look at a m*rder victim?

Ah, come on. I could give you a massage or something.

That something could be nice.

I'll be home for dinner, I promise.

You promise? Promise.

So you think that Kidman's going down?

You know I'm not allowed to discuss the case.

I get it. I just hate the guy. Really hate him.

m*rder is bad enough, but soccer?

That's anti-American.

(chuckles)

I will definitely take you up on that massage after dinner.

I hate water bodies.

DAISY: What's this fabric?

It's sticking to the bones.

Yeah, it's some kind of synthetic polymer.

Maybe it's a jogging suit.

No, it's too heavy-duty.

And who who would jog in black socks?

HODGINS: Ugh, it looks like leftovers from a sea critter buffet.

DAISY: Not much face left.

Dr. B! How's the trial going?

I can't discuss the case, as you know.

Can you blink once for guilty?

Let's just focus on the remains, Dr. Hodgins.

Right.

Pieces of the mandible, maxilla and glabella are missing.

A facial reconstruction will be virtually impossible.

You don't have to be here, Dr. Brennan.

Daisy's got this well in hand.

Thank you, Dr. Saroyan.

I really do, don't I? I mean, I hope I do.

Not like you, of course, but I try.

If you don't have the confidence necessary for the job, perhaps I spoke too soon.

The length of the long bones and the sternal rib ends are consistent with a male in his mid-30s.

There are indications of blunt-force trauma to the front of the skull.

SAROYAN: Well, it could have been the waves knocking the body against the rocks.

Or maybe someone was just trying to make him tough to I.D.

BRENNAN: There's a fracture of the right seventh rib that appears to be from a g*nsh*t.

Based on decomp and partial rigor, I'd put time of death between 32 and 36 hours ago.

Yeah, hatched trocophores confirm that he went into the water about the same time.

SAROYAN: The condition of his lung tissue and epiglottis should tell us if he was drowned or already dead when he was thrown in the water.

Beaten, sh*t, and possibly drowned.

This is very interesting.

You've clearly been bored.

(phone rings)

Excuse me.

Brennan.

Oh. Oh, yes. I understand.

Okay, I'm leaving now.

They need me back in court.

Now? Why? I have no idea.

The marshal said the judge wants to speak to all of us.

MAN:
This damn trial is costing me.

I was closing a deal on a new SUV.

That's a huge commission. I was putting my kids to sleep when I got the call.

It's difficult to leave your kids, isn't it?

Oh, God, no.

I was thrilled.

Let my lazy-ass husband try to put them to sleep.

They only call you in after hours when it's serious.

Like a death thr*at.

Who's gonna k*ll us?

BRENNAN: I've been involved in many trials.

It's the court's obligation to protect us.

God will look out for us.

That, of course, is absurd.

We have as much of a chance of Apollo or Santa protecting us as whatever anthropomorphized fantasy figure you revere.

I'm putting my faith in a marshal with a g*n any day.

A .357 Magnum beats a prayer any day, Pastor.

Agreed.

All rise.

Court's in session. Judge Bruce Cohen is...

All right, all right, Jimmy, that's enough.

Sit down. Let's get this over with.

Bad news. Something's come up that could affect your deliberations.

I'm sequestering the jury until this case is finished and you've delivered your verdict.

WOMAN: What is it?

It could be new evidence or a surprise witness or something the press uncovered that could affect... Excuse me, juror three.

Are you the judge now?

Am I wrong? No.

But putting you in a cheap hotel would be very satisfying for me.

That's it. The marshal will tell you what you can and can't watch and when you're allowed to make supervised phone calls.

Sweet dreams.

♪ Bones 9x09 ♪
The Fury in the Jury
Original Air Date on November 15, 2013

♪ Main Title Theme ♪ The Crystal Method

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With Judge Cohen sequestering the jury in the high-profile trial of international soccer star Peter Kidman, conjecture runs rampant as to the reason for locking the jury away.

Oh, boy.

Judge Cohen has refused to comment.

Maybe someone tried to influence the jury.

It wasn't me.

An anonymous source within the courthouse suggests that it's because Christopher Barnes, the most important defense witness, will be changing sides and testifying for the prosecution.

This could be the smoking g*n that puts Kidman away.

MONTENEGRO: Oh, my God.

Barnes and Kidman must have had some kind of falling out.

Or maybe he just couldn't live with himself.

Or maybe he was having a fling with the sister.

Possible that you are watching this trial more as a sexy soap opera than the administration of justice?

Right. Of course not. Now, what was I thinking?

I'm gonna go...

Play with your bugs? Yeah.

My God, how many more do I have to sign?

Just a couple more.

And this is your salary for this week.

How much longer will this go on?

I'm not sure, Dr. Saroyan. I am merely appointed by the court until your identity theft is, uh, sorted out.

But you're making sure all my bills are being paid?

Yes. All on time.

Ooh, um, this is less than last week.

I'm sorry. Another company put a lien on you.

I thought your attorney would've told you.

It's not me.

I know. Thanks.

What was that?

Court-appointed accountant.

He gives me an allowance until I get my identity back.

I am essentially a child.

Well, hey, I'm, uh, I'm still working on tracking that person down.

I mean, she is still out there spending money, but...

She?

Yeah. No guy buys that many shoes.

Well, I'm glad she's having a good time, 'cause I haven't lived off this little since college.

You know, if you need anything...

Maybe I could steal your identity.

That's not a good choice.

Not unless you want more money problems.

Ah! I'm gonna be fine.

College was fun.

Uh, do you... do you need me for anything?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Uh, Daisy was wondering when you were coming back.

There's nothing like digging my hands in decomposing flesh to get my mind off my troubles.

DAISY: I was applying the maceration agent to loosen the tissue when I noticed this: a b*llet lodged in the gluteus medius.

I see it.

Looks like a .38, but ballistics will confirm.

That makes two g*nsh*t wounds.

The first wound to the rib was clearly superficial.

And this b*llet was not in the proximity of any major- or medium-sized arteries.

Neither wound was cause of death.

And the trauma to the eplottis along with some water in the lungs suggests the victim was alive before submersion.

I'm declaring that this victim was sh*t twice, then tried to escape his m*rder*r by swimming away. That was me owning my position as top dog forensic anthropologist.

Too much?

Be tough to swim wrapped up in something like this.

I was actually just thinking out loud.

I mean, that can't really be called "declaring."

Okay.

Her therapist testified that the victim, Charlene Kidman, was afraid to ask her husband for a divorce.

Two voice mails from Charlene Kidman to her husband say how happy she is that they have put the bad times behind them and are moving forward to what she called "the next loving step" in their marriage.

The only other fingerprints found at the scene belonged to the defendant.

DEFENSE ATTORNEY: Because Peter Kidman lived at the house.

Of course his fingerprints would be there, so would Charlene's. Does that mean she k*lled herself?

Why would a burglar k*ll someone with a Kn*fe owned by the victim and then leave without stealing anything but the Kn*fe?

The thief thought that he had the house to himself.

Charlene Kidman arrived home early from the restaurant, the intruder panicked, grabbed the nearest w*apon, a kitchen Kn*fe, and stabbed the victim.

He then fled, taking the Kn*fe with him in order to hide the evidence.

PROSECUTOR: Peter Kidman... threatened his wife in public, saying in front of multiple witnesses that if she ever, ever left him, he would k*ll her and then himself.

These are the melodramatic statements of a passionate man in love who fears what we all fear-- being left by the one we love.

Every one of you has said something similar.

I haven't.

Your Honor?

I haven't. Juror number three, what you have experienced is not currently of interest.

Well, he said it right to me.

I mean, he pointed.

Your Honor! Juror number three, will you please allow Mr. Zand to finish his summation?

Of course.

ZAND: Thank you.

Beyond a reasonable doubt.

I think when you retire to the jury room, you will find that the prosecution has failed to fulfill that mandate, and as such, you will be compelled to do the right thing.

Which is to send this man home so that he can begin to rebuild the pieces of his shattered life.

Thank you, Your Honor. Half an hour break, then we'll return for instructions to the jury.

SWEETS:
Trial's over.

That's good. Yeah.

Apparently one of the jurors argued with the defense attorney during his summation.

I'm sure it wasn't Bones.

Hey, listen, on this new m*rder, I got this guy in interrogation.

You want to sit in?

Who is it? Ah, it's this fisherman who got popped by the, uh, Coast Guard for throwing dr*gs overboard.

What's he have to do with the m*rder case?

Well, the beach, uh, where he dumped the dr*gs is the same exact spot where the victim's body was found.

MAN:
Like I told the DEA,

I didn't know I was delivering dr*gs.

I just delivered a package.

Fishing not paying too well these days?

Seriously?

Look, so somebody offers you $1,000 to drop off a package on the beach and you don't find that suspicious?

I didn't ask, okay?

I'm here cooperating with you, aren't I?

I made a mistake. BOOTH: When you made the delivery, did you do it by yourself?

Yeah, seems like a two-person job.

You go in as close as you can to the beach, you toss a package overboard.

Why would I need help? I don't know.

One person to drive the boat, one person to look for the signal on the beach, toss the dr*gs, right?

Can you explain the, uh, bloody baseball bat that was found on your fishing boat?

I use the bat to k*ll fish.

Like everybody else.

What's going on? A body was washed up on the beach the morning after you were arrested.

We think it was your partner.

I didn't k*ll anybody.

Test that blood in my boat.

It's fish blood-- that's gotta be different than human, right? You seem worried, Ed.

Funny how that happens when you're accused of m*rder.

BOOTH: I'm-I'm thinking maybe he's getting second thoughts about splitting the money with his partner, so what does he do?

He bashes him in the face with a baseball bat, he wraps him in a tarp and he dumps him overboard. No, no, no.

I-I had the dr*gs, I admit that.

But m*rder?

You got to believe I didn't k*ll no one.

Actually we don't, Ed.

DAISY: The lipping on the ilium and bony projections on the auricular surfaces indicate the victim engaged in a vigorous, repetitive activity such as horseback or motorcycle riding.

Is this going to help us to I.D. him?

Is this a test? It should help.

Why wouldn't it? I wasn't asking the question.

I was telling you that it will help.

Do you have anything more, Ms. Wick?

This discoloration on the femur is the result of a bone graft.

Approximately two years old.

So, if we extract the donor's DNA from the graft, we can trace where the operation took place.

And that'll give us the identity of the victim.

I wish it were that easy for you.

(sighs)
So do I.

My friend had her identity stolen, too.

So I just want you to know I understand how difficult it is.

Thank you. She lost her house and her car, had to move in with her mom, and they never got along.

Yeah, I'm going to be fine. I'm just saying--

I have a fold-out couch.

It might be awkward because you're my boss, but since I'm leading the anthropological side of things now, we're kind of equals.

Except that I'm your boss.

But you are happy with my work, aren't you?

Uh, not that I'm insecure.

You don't have to answer.

Approbation not required.

This is very, very good work, Ms. Wick.

Thank you.

But I didn't need that.

Sure.

MAN:
Let's vote.

Get this thing over with. I'm ready.

BRENNAN: We can either do this with a show of hands or a paper ballot, but first...

WOMAN: You're very bossy.

I'm the foreperson.

I'm the only one who can call for a vote.

Why did we pick Gidget to be the foreman?

What's Gidget? Is that some sort of insult?

She's the only other person that volunteered for the job.

And the most qualified. MAN: She's obviously not the kind of person who brings people together.

She brings discord, and you... you bring harmony. Let's mo this thing along.

Take a vote, see where we stand.

I could die soon. Raise your hand if you think Peter Kidman k*lled his wife.

So we're in agreement.

He's guilty. BRENNAN: No, no.

I can't vote guilty.

But you think he did it. I do think that, and that is what you asked.

But what I think doesn't matter.

What matters is whether or not the prosecution proved, beyond a reasonable doubt, that Peter Kidman m*rder*d his wife.

They did not. You got that?

Reasonable doubt?

Yes, I do. Beautiful.

The American justice system in action.

I'm missing all my shows.

What do we do now? We discuss.

Can I ask: Why are you only known by a number and not your name?

Nobody knows my name, nobody comes gunning for me after.

Nobody knows anything about me.

BRENNAN: Well... from bone spurs and compromised movement, I know that you worked in data entry for a number of years. From your dialect, I know you grew up in the Florida panhandle and then moved to Texas.

I know that you fractured your left ulna a couple of years ago and it was set poorly.

Is that all true? Why don't we just let her decide? Definitely not.

We can't be impatient with a man's life.

This is going to take a while.

Fine with me.

HODGINS: So, the fabric the victim was wrapped in doesn't match the tarps on the fisherman's boats.

Uh-huh.

Victim was wrapped in polyester coated in urethane.

The fisherman's traps are 18-ounce coated vinyl.

Oh, my God.

Well, it's not that shocking. The victim's bone graft came from a cadaver donor at Lang Memorial in Maryland.

So you have an I.D. of the victim?

Christopher Barnes. Wait a minute.

The witness at Brennan's trial who never showed up?

Now we know why.

They can't stop the trial, Angela.

Yeah, but the prosecutor said Barnes was going to testify against Kidman.

Barnes saw him with a Kn*fe, and he was going to say that Kidman told him that he did it.

I know, but he can't testify now, can he?

No, because he was m*rder*d.

Probably by Kidman. Kidman has an alibi.

Whose side are you on?

Look, it doesn't matter what I think or what you think. The fact is, this m*rder may have nothing to do with this case at all.

You really believe that? No.

But this is how things are done.

Is it fair that the police won't look for the person who stole my identity?

That just sucks. And this sucks, too.

The judge can't do anything unless he's got hard and fast evidence tying Kidman to the m*rder.

He could tell the jurors why Barnes can't testify.

That would prejudice them, and the defense would get a mistrial.

Justice is so... Unjust?

MAN (on monitor): Yes, there was evidence of a break-in.

WOMAN: Couldn't Mr. Kidman have staged the break-in himself?

Of course.

But we found no evidence of that.

Christopher Barnes, who lived in Kidman's guest house, told us he heard glass breaking before the time we know the defendant returned home.

MAN: Why didn't we hear from Barnes?

BRENNAN: Not relevant.

So very smart. Relevant to me.

We are not supposed to speculate.

We are charged with delivering a verdict based on evidence.

So you don't think he did it?

Again, not relevant. Because if he did it, God says he will suffer for all eternity anyway.

BRENNAN: No, because there isn't sufficient evidence.

I don't think any of us, if we were innocent of a crime, would want a jury to speculate on why a witness did or did not choose to testify.

Especially if that speculation led to our imprisonment.

Well, I think he did it.

I mean, just look at his face.

Look at yours.

The know-it-all's right-- no evidence.

It could have been the wife's fault.

Oh, now we're blaming the victim?

I can't believe this.

Maybe she was sleeping around and someone else got jealous and k*lled her.

Ooh, electric love.

Passion of hearts stabbed with jealous rage.

♪ The rage of love, love, love... ♪

You hear me? You try to make a song out of this case one more time, and I will s*ab you in the eye with my pencil.

I thought we had a connection.

Of course you did.

Can we take another vote?

BRENNAN: First, I would like all of us to review the evidence on which we will be voting. I'm sure you would, but I'm the foreperson and I say we vote.

I really should have been elected foreperson.

I know. All those who still vote guilty, raise your hand.

Okay, so just two people are refusing to follow the judge's instructions.

Outliers!

That's not a song, just a title. BRENNAN: I would like to examine, one more time, why the two of you feel that it is ethical to convict on such scant evidence.

(sighs)
Just wake me when she's done.

ZAND: Is this really necessary right now?

My client is still mourning his wife, and he just found out his best friend d*ed.

No, Barnes was m*rder*d. Is that supposed to cheer me up?

Look, the prosecutor said that Barnes was getting ready to testify against you.

What's with the FBI shrink? Think I'm going to freak out?

I'll handle this, Peter.

Christopher Barnes's testimony could have put your client in jail for life. Chris would have taken the stand, he would have been on my side. Your side?

That's an interesting choice of words.

I mean, most people would have said that he'd testify that you were innocent.

BOOTH: Look, you put him up in your guest house, didn't you, paid his bills?

SWEETS: Which means Mr. Barnes might have felt obligated to lie for you, at least initially.

My client and Chris were close friends.

After the accident, Mr. Kidman took care of him.

It's not a crime to be a decent person.

He's definitely not being accused of that.

Chris and I rode motorcycles together every weekend.

One day, we both go down, I dislocate my hip, he fractures his femur pretty bad.

Would have bled out if I wasn't there.

He saved his friend's life, so... he's certainly not going to k*ll him now.

Well, unless Barnes felt betrayed by Chris, after all he'd done for him, right?

I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Mr. Kidman has been home every night during the trial, which makes it impossible for him to be at the m*rder scene.

Right, and I'm sure you have proof of that, right?

Well, the press have been camped outside Mr. Kidman's house for weeks.

KIDMAN: Yeah, ask any one of those vultures.

They take a picture if a leaf rustles.

They'll tell you--
I never left the house.

What?

You just don't want to go home to your rotten kids.

Brennan here has already pointed out that the police didn't rule out a break-in.

Dr. Brennan.

They didn't rule it in, either.

BRENNAN: Barnes gave a statement to police saying that he heard glass breaking before Kidman got home, which bolsters the break-in theory.

So why wasn't he here to tell us himself?

It doesn't matter, right? Right.

We have to assume that Kidman is innocent unless we have enough proof that he isn't.

The doctor's right. They never found the Kn*fe.

How could he have gotten rid of it when he was with the body the whole time?

Chemical analysis shows that the fabric on the remains was a melt-blown polypropylene.

Not clothing? No, it's a fabric used to provide dust protection on things like car covers.

So the k*ller wrapped Barnes in a car cover?

Well, I couldn't narrow down the specific vehicle, but I did find this.

Ginkgo biloba pollen spores and leaf remnants, uncommon to the area.

So it might help us determine where the k*ller came from.

Sorry, can I help you with something?

Oh, I came to bring you this.

It's bone marrow I extracted from Barnes' iliac crest.

Dr. Brennan will be so impressed.

The diatoms could tell us in what part of the ocean he was dumped. Oh.

I'm impressed, too.

I can so rock this job.

(chuckles)

Look, we miss you, Bones, okay?

This is the longest we've been apart in a long time.

I know. Our honeymoon was far more enjoyable than jury duty.

(chuckles)
Imagine that.

How's Christine?

Christine is great, okay?

She misses you. She even kissed your picture before she went to sleep.

Tell her how much I love her. I tell her all the time.

So, how are you holding up? The other jurors seem to think that I'm bossy. Well, you're brilliant.

Okay? They're probably intimidated.

I imagine, but I believe the justice system must be respected.

That can only happen through thoughtful deliberation, not emotionalism.

Please don't discuss the case.

Who's that? The marshal.

I can't discuss what's happening here.

How are you?

How's your case coming along?

I-I can't talk about that.

Yes, you can.

It's just this case we can't discuss.

I know.

Time's up.

Okay, okay.

Um, I'll see you soon.

I love you, Booth.

Yeah, I'll see you soon.

I love you, too, Bones.

MONTENEGRO: Uh, according to Hodgins, the chemical breakdown of the pesticide on the car cover indicates that the car was sprayed in the last eight or nine days.

I'm still waiting for D.O.T. to turn over a spraying schedule so we can figure out what areas were targeting then.

Hey! Verdict came in. It's on the news.

I knew it. I hate it, but I knew it.

MAN: After three days of deliberation, the not-guilty verdict was returned this morning.

Barnes has been a longtime friend to Kidman.

I can't believe it. What else could they do?

Without Barnes there was reasonable doubt.

But you know he did it.

I mean, everybody knows he did it.

It's okay, Angie. No, it's not!

It-it's like O.J. all over again.

How did Brennan let this happen?

However, due to the media frenzy surrounding the trial, Barnes may have put aside old loyalties...

BRENNAN: I wanted to convict but the evidence just wasn't there. All right, I got it.

The prosecution left too many questions unanswered.

I understand.

They counted on questionable circumstantial evidence, dislike of the accused, and emotional arguments.

And their surprise eyewitness never showed up! - Hey, Bones, I...

That's because he was m*rder*d.

(sighs)

What?

That was the victim that was in the lab.

Okay? He was m*rder*d.

That's why you couldn't talk about him?

No.

It was Christopher Barnes.

Do you think Kidman k*lled him?

Well, don't you?

I mean, what? Barnes was gonna retract his statement to the police and testify that Kidman, you know, k*lled his wife.

His story would've corroborated all the accusations as well as the circumstantial evidence.

I just...

I'm sorry, Bones.

I really am.

(sighs)

If I wasn't there, the prosecution's arguments would have swayed the other jurors.

If it weren't for me, he'd be in jail right now.

No, it's not your fault.

But Kidman is still free.

You know what we got to do, right?

We have got to catch Kidman for k*lling Barnes.

That'll make everything right.

And that's what we're gonna do.

DAISY:
Two g*nsh*t wounds, both non-fatal, one b*llet lodged in the tissue of the gluteus medius, and the other glanced off the right seventh rib.

What about this tiny groove?

The talus bone differs from person to person, so I assumed that formation was natural.

I would've made the same assumption, but this has a rough edge, not smooth.

It's natural, trust me.

I'm taking ownership of my position.

I understand, Ms. Wick, that while I was away, you were the senior forensic anthropologist.

But I'm back now.

It's not natural?

No, it's not.

It was caused by the trajectory of a b*llet.

The angle of the injury would suggest that the trajectory was much like this.

The b*llet would have severed the Achilles before making contact with the talus.

Which would make it very difficult for the victim to stand and nearly impossible for him to escape.

He was a sitting duck.

SAROYAN:
Algae?

Yup. Didymosphenia geminata.

It's a microscopic algae that only appears in fresh water.

Fresh water? Barnes was found on a beach, but he didn't drown in the ocean?

Well, that's right.

So, this algae is the result of the cold water discharge from a hydroelectric plant. Now, Angie?

She dug this up.

This one is the closest to where the body was found on the beach.

If we can trace the run off from this plant, then we should be able to figure out where the victim was drowned. Okay.

Let's get an FBI forensic team there right now.

You wanted to see me?

I think I'm close to something here.

Oh.

Dr. Brennan'll be happy.

Not for the case. For you.

These are the receipts from the person who stole your identity.

Wow, she is living like a Tr*mp. Yeah.

And traveling.

I can track where she's been.

What are these?

I'm collating by type of expenditure.

Apparently she loves going to museums.

Albright-Knox in Buffalo, Art Institute of Chicago, Norton Simon Pasadena, Crystal Bridges Arkansas, The Getty.

These are all places I want to go.

What else do you have?

Stores.

Lots of shoes, designer dresses.

Clearly she loves fashion.

Like me, and she bought a lot of books.

Yeah, it does seem, looking at these spending patterns, that this could be you.

It's one thing to have my money taken, but this is kind of worse.

It's like going through the looking glass.

Maybe she looked through your charges, and thought that buying these things wouldn't look suspicious.

I was spied on, too?

Yeah, how did you get this?

The police don't have the resources to investigate a case like this.

So I'm doing what needs to be done to get a little justice.

You don't need to know all the details.

But just know that I'm close to finding out who did this to you.

Well, whatever you need from me. Yeah, thanks.

I'm actually kind of enjoying myself.

We're gonna get this bitch.

BOOTH:
Barnes' computer shows that he signed up for a lot of sexual encounter sites.

So you think he met someone online and got himself k*lled?

No!

I think Peter Kidman k*lled him, but we have to check out all these, you know, other leads.

So that the jury can put him in jail.

Oh, I get it.

This is important to Dr. Brennan.

'Cause she let a m*rder*r go free.

Do me a favor, okay?

When you see Bones, don't say it like that, okay?

Of course not. Great.

Bones.

Did I miss anything?

Uh, well, apparently the victim had a taste for anonymous sexual encounters.

Yeah, he was supposed to meet some woman with the user name "Kinky Kelly" the night that he d*ed.

Oh, no! The defense attorney'll say that's what got him k*lled.

We'll chase it down and show it isn't true.

Yeah, one step ahead of that defense attorney.

Yeah.

Do we know where Barnes was supposed to meet Kinky Kelly?

Hodgins and a forensic team are out there, you know, sniffing around for evidence.

Thank you.

Jackpot!

The algae in the victim's lungs matched the algae at the site?

Yes, and the techs found blood traces that formed a trail, which leads to this pond made of hydroelectric water runoff.

So he was bleeding from his g*nsh*t wounds when he was taken to the pond.

Plus we found this rock on the edge of the pond.

Now, blood and tissue indicates that it may have been used to smash the victim's face. We'll match the pond water to the contents of the victim's lungs.

What is this?

It's not bone.

No, I think it's a gemstone called citrine.

Well, cut for a necklace or earrings?

DAISY: Oh! Oh!

Maybe Kinky Kelly was wearing it in her bellybutton or nose or... somewhere else.

Dr. Brennan will not like this news.

It's evidence. What's not to like?

This suggests that Christopher Barnes was k*lled by a woman known as Kinky Kelly.

I looked through Barnes' laptop and was able to trace Kinky Kelly's I.P. address to a local library.

But how does that help?

Public libraries, they don't keep records of who uses what computer.

True, but we have the date and time the e-mail was sent.

Right, but without a specific person, how does the time tell us who lured Barnes to the pond?

The security cameras.

I got Booth to get the footage of the date and time of the e-mail.

Oh, Angie, you are good.

E-mail was sent at 2:17 p.m.

Okay, so one minute after this.

Yeah, and look who's sitting down right now.

It's Kidman's sister.

That's right, she was the one who lured Barnes out to the area by the pond. Yeah.

Yeah, she loves her brother.

I mean, she doesn't want to see him get locked up.

Yeah, and if that wasn't enough.

The D.O.T. finally forwarded me their spraying schedule.

The trees on Alison Kidman's street were sprayed the same day Barnes disappeared?

My client will not be answering any questions.

BOOTH: You must be making a lot of money off this family. You sent the e-mail to Chris Barnes that lured him out to the pond that night. You see that?

That's that, and they have a picture of you there.

Time stamped. That's you.

We know you're Kinky Kelly, Alison.

You suspect she is. We also know that your vehicle was sprayed on the same day Barnes was k*lled.

We found residue from the herbicide on his remains.

BOOTH: We also have a receipt for a car cover that you purchased that was similar to the one that was used to wrap the victim in. Your brother paid all you bills while you were growing up.

He paid for your college.

He even got you a job after you graduated.

You owed him.

My client will not be making any statements.

And you didn't like his wife.

No one was good enough for your brother, right?

BOOTH: Look, if you confess, the prosecutor's office is gonna be much more understanding.

Alison has nothing to confess, Agent Booth.

I understand.

You know, your brother didn't deserve to go to jail.

All right? You thought you were doing the right thing.

That's what those tears are all about, aren't they?

If you don't have a question, Dr.Sweets...

He asked about the tears.

(sobs)

At the time, you probably thought that you were repaying Peter for all he had done for you.

But k*lling someone... it's not that easy when they're looking you in the eye.

Right?

That image never leaves you, does it?

Okay, that's enough.

Taking a life must be a terrible, terrible burden to carry around.

That's why you want to cry, and you should.

It's the only way you'll feel better.

Just tell us what happened, that's all.

ZAND: She's not saying anything, and unless you want to arrest her, Agent Booth, this interview is over. BOOTH: Fair enough.

You know what, that picture will do for now.

Alison Kidman, you're under arrest for the m*rder of Christopher Barnes. Come on.

You said this wouldn't happen.

Don't worry, you'll be fine.

Just don't say anything.

You understand?

Not a word, Alison.

Let's go.

DAISY:
I noticed a number of hairline cracks on the L3 and L4.

It's a broad impact injury.

Yes, possibly from a piece of pipe or a large rock.

Or a kick.

Yes, I suppose a very strong kick.

Like one from a soccer player.

Kidman?

The velocity and trajectory of the injury mirror the style of kick Kidman was known for.

But we're focusing on his sister.

Kidman has an alibi.

I don't want to hear about his alibi anymore.

But Dr. Brennan... Somehow he was involved in this.

I will not let him get away with m*rder twice.

We are missing something.

Okay.

Whatever it is, we'll find it.

(sighs)

Dr. Brennan is convinced Peter Kidman was behind Barnes' m*rder. He has an alibi.

Don't use that word around her. Angie's been pulling the news footage of his house on the night of the k*lling.

Kidman does not come out.

And Booth said Alison's lawyer is challenging the evidence to try to get her released.

We don't want both of them to disappear.

All right, I'm working as fast as I can.

Now, the algae that we found in the pond, it matched the diatoms in the bone marrow of the victim.

So Christopher Barnes definitely drowned there?

Definitely.

And while the citrine we found at the scene doesn't match any of the jewelry from Alison's house, we did find something I think you're gonna like.

I already own those in tan. Yeah.

I'm referring to what's on the sole.

Blood.

You do know what I like.

I don't care how good her lawyer is, Alison is not getting released.

(sighs)

You're very quiet.

Because I'm not talking.

That must be it.

Thinking about the case.

Look, you know what, Cam found traces of Barnes' blood on Alison Kidman's shoe.

We got her.

The shoe only proves she was there, not that she k*lled him.

It's not enough to guarantee conviction.

All right, look, I know that you're still upset about the way the whole Kidman thing went down.

Also, Barnes was six-two, over 200 pounds.

Alison is five-two, maybe 110 pounds.

She doesn't have the strength to hold Barnes down long enough to drown him.

Barnes was wounded; you said so yourself.

His wounds were superficial; he could still fight back, and there's evidence of fracturing from a kick, the impact of which points to Peter Kidman.

So you're saying that Alison went there to k*ll Barnes, but she couldn't finish the job, so what, she called her brother?

Exactly.

He couldn't let Barnes live, so he went there, b*at him and drowned him.

And the fact that Kidman never left his house that night?

Somehow, that's not a fact.

This is raw footage from the press cameras that were stationed outside of Peter Kidman's house on the night of the m*rder.

Okay, here's Kidman at exactly 4:30 p.m., when he came outside to pay for pizza.

Now, he doesn't appear again until the next morning.

Then he couldn't have k*lled Barnes, unless he got past the press.

Yeah, but how would he have done that?

The media had surrounded the house the whole night.

The cameras were on motion sensors.

For example...

Okay, that is Kidman's body guard, Frank Finizio.

Can you show me Kidman the next morning?

(typing, beeps)

(indistinct shouting)

(sighs) Well, this is discouraging.

Me thinks he doth protest too much.

That's Shakespeare, but I don't know what it means.

It means he's collecting that paper for show.

It's like he wanted the cameras to film him.

Like, "Look, I'm here.

I'm innocent."

It's possible that Kidman sent Finizio to k*ll Barnes.

What time did Finizio leave Kidman's?

10:07 p.m.

Exactly seven minutes after Alison was scheduled to meet Barnes.

It's less than five miles to the m*rder scene.

He could've made it.
(sighs)

Hey, why are you not more excited?

Because. Because it's my fault Kidman got away with murdering his wife, and I was hoping...

If Kidman forced Finizio to k*ll Barnes, it's still conspiracy and soliciting homicide and all that.

He'll still go to prison.

Not without more evidence.

(sighs)

Can you please play Finizio's arrival and departure side-by-side?

Yeah.

Okay, on the left, we have Finizio arriving, and on the right, him leaving.

Stop.

Go back.

Okay, in this one, Finizio has a normal stride and circumduction of the hips.

And the second video, his leg moves outward.

His sister needed help k*lling Barnes, and that is how he left the house.

It's not Finizio?

No.

That is Kidman.

Kidman suffered a dislocated hip from a motorcycle injury.

What is... That's why he walks funny?

Yes, the dislocation caused degenerative arthritis in his hip socket, see?

I noted it here in my drawing that I did in court.

I'm not making this up, Booth.

I noticed it during the trial.

The resulting pain affected his gait. Okay, so he lied about his whereabouts the night of the m*rder, and he's got motive, opportunity and...

The gemstone from the crime scene, so what?

And that and this, okay.

So what am I looking at here? Help me out.

Brooch from his coat.

Brooch. The gemstone came from the brooch.

I'll be damned; you got him.

(sighs)

I'm not sure if this would be enough, if I were on the jury.

This is where I come into play.

No, it's a bump, not the fist.

KIDMAN: What, you bring me all the way down here to watch Finizio go for a walk?

That's not Finizio, that's you.

Okay, my client has nothing to say to that accusation.

He doesn't have to say anything at all. You have a distinctive gait.

That won't hold up in court. Oh, it'll hold up. You should see her in front of the jury, and not on it.

I was feeling cooped up.

I put on somebody else's clothes and I went for a drive.

Peter. What, it doesn't prove I m*rder*d anyone.

Okay, so you admit that this is you dressed up in your body guard's clothes, leaving the premises.

Yeah, I'm an athlete.

Can't keep my cooped up for long.

(scoffs)

What's this?

That was found in the water where Barnes drowned.

It came from Frank Finizio's brooch.

Yeah, that doesn't prove that my client had...

Actually, it does, Mr. Zand.

BRENNAN: You just admitted to wearing the brooch two hours before the m*rder, when it still had all three stones. Right.

And this is what it looks like now.

Bones, brooch.

Brooch, brooch.

This is what it looks like now.

So what do you think a jury will make of that, Bones?

Beyond a reasonable doubt, they'll fry him.

I told you to shut up, huh?

You're getting exactly what you deserve.

♪

(clears throat)

Hey, they got Kidman.

I know, and I have something for you.

I found her.

The woman who stole your identity.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I got the idea from the public library security video.

I got the date and time from the last known charge, and then I got the video.

I can't believe it.

MONTENEGRO: We can track her now.

We can find her and arrest her.

Oh, my God.

What is it?

I know her; that's Haley Kent.

She was my college roommate.

We were friends.

She stayed with me just last year.

I never asked you; have you ever served on a jury before?

Oh, uh, no I have not.

Why not?

Why? Because, you know, when I tell the defense that I'm FBI, they-they reject me.

Well, why wasn't I rejected?

I work for the FBI.

Oh, because I always say, "You know what, if you get arrested, you're definitely guilty."

You don't believe that.

You know what, actually, I do.

I mean, most of the time.

You know what, we're cops.

So we have to, uh, stick together.

So you're saying that if you were on that jury with me, I wouldn't have changed your mind from guilty?

I'm pretty sure we would've ended up in a hung jury, and you want to know why?

Why, because you're so stubborn?

No, because I'm ying, and you're yang.

"Yin", not "ying."

Everybody says "ying yang".

Well, everybody's wrong.

Oh, ying yang. Stop saying it.

It's incorrect. Oh, okay.

Yang thinks it's incorrect, but Ying knows that it's right, huh?

That is why we fit together.

Ying, yang.

Look at that.

(chuckles)

We do fit together.

What's that mean?