09x21 - The Cold in the Case

[bunniefuu]

BOY: Come on, boy! Let's go!

WOMAN: All of this property ends about right there.

WOMAN 2: Yeah.

Good job! Let's go throw the ball.

This would be such a great place to raise a family.

Oh, and the school district is fantastic.

I wish I could go to first grade again. (laughs)

I don't know, Peter. It looks like a swamp.

That's what those lots looked like, too.

And now, voila!

And it's only a half an hour from work.

Come on, boy, get it!

I don't want to twist your arm, but these lots are going fast.

We were hoping to find something to move into soon.

That's the beauty of Homegrove Estates.

The contractor assures me they can have your house up and running within the year.

Hey, boy. We can get a dog.

You always wanted a puppy.

Come here, boy. A year? Really?

Come here.

And we can customize everything?

Everything.

This could be our own slice of heaven, Care-Bear.

No smog, no crime...

Oh! Oh, my God!

Let's get out of here. Let's get out of here!

Wait! No! I have other available lots!

Okay, we have to get up.

I don't want to have to fire you for being late.

I'll appeal and tell them why.

SAROYAN: Mm-mm, up, up...

(groans)

(groans)
Not sure I told you... my parents are coming to town.

No, you didn't.

That's good.

I mean, you haven't seen them in a while.

Yeah.

They want to meet you.

Okay, uh, the way you said that sounds horrifying.

No, no, no.

It'll be fun. They're gonna love you.

We've been dating long enough for me to know when you're lying.

It's just, they're a little... traditional, old school, and they still think of me as their crazy son.

Okay, this is getting worse and worse.

No, no, no. Yes. You're saying that, to them, I'm gonna be another one of your mistakes?

Why exactly?

Because I'm your non-Iranian, non-Muslim, black girlfriend?

This came out all wrong.
(text alert sounds)

No, I think it came out exactly right.

I got a body in a swamp.

We can talk about this later.

(indistinct radio transmission)

(siren wails briefly)

Based on the vertical nature of the frontal bone as well as the mental eminence of the mandible, the victim appears to be female, in her mid-30s.

The prominent nature of the maxilla suggests Caucasian.

The organs show no sign of decomposition despite the amount of predation on the rest of the body.

HODGINS: Someone's getting marked tardy today.

I called you, and you never picked up your phone.

Hey, look, there's nothing I could do, okay?

The assistant director-- he just kept me at the office.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, yeah, just, you know, reviewing some case files, that's all.

Case file? Your case files? Did you make a mistake?

No, not my mistakes, okay?

I was just reviewing some other reports for some other agents, that's all.

Wow, sounds like you're teacher's pet.

Ha-ha! Okay, enough with the school references, okay?

What's up with swamp thing? Not sure.

Animals have eaten the hands and feet.

Normally, they'd eat the meaty parts first.

I have a question. So why is it that, um, the animals didn't eat the meaty parts?

BRENNAN: We have no explanation. It's very frustrating.

Okay. Well, there any clothes or personal effects?

No. It appears to be a body dump.

In addition to predation, there's extensive fracturing on the bone.

Beaten to death?

I don't have an explanation for the fracturing at this point, but it doesn't appear to be blunt force.

So, do we at least have time of death?

HODGINS: Well, that's where it starts to really get weird.

Insect activity is all over the place.

We've got colonization and development of Piophilidae in the skull and extremities.

That puts time of death between 72 and 96 hours.

So three or four days. What's so weird about that?

Because in the body cavity, there's Calliphoridae larvae, which indicates time of death in the last three hours.

Whoa! The body was found long before that.

Exactly.

Which accounts for the Chrysomyarufifacies in the feet, which puts time of death in the last 14 days.

Three hours, three days, two weeks, right? What is it?

Well, evidence says all three.

That's not possible.

♪ Bones 9x21 ♪
The Cold in the Case
Original Air Date on April 14, 2014

♪ Main Title Theme ♪ The Crystal Method

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So you have no idea when she was k*lled?

None at all. We're looking for clues that can narrow it down.

There's something lodged between the left maxillary lateral incisor and the canine.

I'm not sure how much I'm gonna find.

The swamp could have swallowed up a lot of stuff.

How long will it take you to clean and reassemble the skull, Mr. Vaziri?

We need Angela to do the reconstruction as soon as possible.

You're still picking tissue off the parietal.

Don't you want to finish that first?

Oh, it's all yours, Mr. Vaziri.

Is it me, or did it just get totally awkward in here?

It's probably the perplexing nature of the remains.

Uh, no. Actually, I think it was the "Mr. Vaziri."

What's going on here? A m*rder case.

So if we could focus on the task at hand...

The skull is all yours, Mr....

Arastoo.

Thank you.

Is something happening that I don't understand?

Yes.

This is very odd.

This tissue isn't from the victim.

It must have mixed in with hers during decomposition.

It could be evidence of the assailant.

Or a second victim.

I'll run DNA and a tox screen and see what I can find.

Oh, Mr. Vaziri, bring up the X rays of this area and tell me what you see.

There appears to be a remodeled injury to the right posterior superior iliac crest.

From a large-bore needle? Yes.

We can identify the victim without a reconstruction.

The victim had a bone marrow aspiration approximately one year ago.

Then I'll call the National Bone Marrow Registry.

Whew! So, the victim's name is Madeline Papadelis.

She'd been off the grid for four months; no credit card information, no cell phone information.

No missing persons report filed, no immediate family. Do you have anything on her?

Angela's sending over more stuff.

Whoa! Wait a second. That more?

Yes, sir. SWEETS: This all about the victim?

No, all of that is from the assistant director.

It's different. He said no rush. If you could review 'em by the end of the week, it should be fine.

No rush? There's over 50 cases here!

I'm in the middle of a m*rder investigation here.

This has nothing to do with me, sir.

Oh, please, you gotta be kidding me.

I'm just delivering what I was told. Right, okay.

So, the assistant director's having you review other agents' files? That's-that's a big deal, Booth.

It won't be if the person who k*lled Madeline gets away.

They don't ask just anyone to do that. You know what?

They're probably short-staffed. They just want me to do double duty. Uh, they could be looking at you for a promotion. I tell you what.

Why don't you just help me with Madeline's case, all right?

You have noticed I'm up to my ears here in stuff.

Sure. Right, okay.

So this is everything that Angela has uncovered so far about the case.

She divorced, so any contact with the ex-husband?

Haven't located him yet. Look at this.

Hmm?

What is this, a tribute site to her kid?

Yeah, her kid had cystic fibrosis.

She was only six years old. She d*ed 13 months ago.

A lot of people give up after something like that.

They turn to dr*gs, anything to help them forget about the pain.

It's interesting that she didn't have any clothes on.

You're thinking sexual as*ault?

Or a sexual situation that got out of hand.

You know, sex can be used as a way to numb yourself from the pain, so...

I got a text here. Oh. What?

Madeline took out a restraining order on her ex-husband a year and a half ago. He threatened to k*ll her.

Hey, have you found a way to determine time of death?

No. It still technically appears as if different parts of the body d*ed at different times.

You? Insect activity's telling me the same thing. I moved on so I wouldn't feel stupid.

So the fiber Dr. Brennan found lodged in the victim's teeth turned out to be chloroform.

If the k*ller drugged Madeline before he k*lled her, maybe we're dealing with a kidnapping.

Could be. There were some fibers found on her back made from silk and cuprammonium rayon.

The blend is used in WorldCore sleeping bags.

Drugged and zipped up in a sleeping bag. It would explain being missing for four months.

Hey, I hear Arastoo's parents are coming for a visit.

Yeah. He hasn't seen them in a long time.

You gonna meet them?

Haven't decided yet. I don't want to intrude.

He hasn't asked?

No, he's asked.

Oh, it's too loaded: conflicting loyalties, you're not sure how that will play out. I get it.

It's not that big a deal, really. That's what I said until Angela's father knocked me out and tattooed me.

Is that supposed to be helping me?

(computer trills)

What's that?

The DNA results from the foreign tissue I found on the victim.

It's part of a tongue.

A tongue? That is creepy.

A fox tongue, apparently. And these samples appear to be from other small scavengers.

All somehow stuck to the victim.

Maybe it was a ritualistic k*lling.

So, the ex-husband, he lives in a cabin outside the city.

Another agent's bringing him in.

Because you're still working on other agents' cases?

Look, every time I say no, the assistant director says he can't get along without me.

I feel the same way.

What if they promote you to a desk job?

Are they gonna give me another partner?

Look, I am not gonna be promoted to a desk job, okay?

Plus, you're not gonna get a new partner.

They're not gonna promote you and leave you in the same position.

Look, everyone is just getting way ahead of themselves right now, all right?

I'm just doing this guy a favor.

(phone rings) Just figuring out, looking at ex-cases. Booth.

Yeah, great. On our way.

Bringing in the ex-husband. Come with me?

Why? Why?

Because you're my partner.
(clicks tongue)

I can't believe Madeline's dead.

Oy, save the tears, okay?

You haven't contacted your ex in over, what, four months?

Because she had a restraining order against me.

Because you tried to k*ll her.

No, that is not true. We fought, I was cleaning my r*fle and I waved it around.

What were you fighting about?

Same thing we always fought about-- our little girl, Karine.

Madeline wanted to put her through all these god-awful treatments.

And since she had full custody, I couldn't do anything about it.

Must've been angry, huh?

Yeah, wouldn't you be?

She was torturing my daughter, even-even after the doctors said she'd never get any better.

You're a hunter, aren't you, Mr. Papadelis?

That illegal? We found the tongues and snouts of small animals on your ex-wife's remains.

So you think...?

You're crazy!

Maybe you tortured your ex the way you thought she tortured your daughter.

No. If you're innocent, I'm sure you'd be happy to let us examine your camping equipment and g*ns.

I'm a member of the NRA.

I know my rights.

You need a warrant. Oh, right.

That's right, a warrant. Like this one here?

Here you go. Look at that.

That okay for you, Mr. Huntsman?

Hey. Okay, initially I thought the damage to the organs was caused by predation, animals tearing them apart.

But these are actually fractures.

All right, I'm not Dr. B, but organs don't fracture.

Only bones do.

Unless the organs were frozen.

I also found urine in the bladder, which a normal body would expel.

Unless it was frozen very soon after death.

Freezing.

Freezing would account for the various insect and larval stages I found.

And would explain why the animals didn't feed on the torso and organs first.

Yeah, they were the last to thaw.

Which also explains the tongues and tissue from the scavengers.

If they tried to feed on the organs when they were frozen, their tongues would stick. Yeah.

And would tear off as they were pulling away.

Wow, so what?

Someone had her locked in a freezer for the past four months?

Well, that would be the easy answer.

I've worked a lot of mob hits, and they love to freeze.

But I've never seen a freezer cold enough to fracture a liver.

BOOTH:
Frozen?

It appears that way, although I haven't found any evidence Whoa. of microstructural changes caused by liquid expansion.

That usually accompanies freezing, which is why I'm doing a histological study of the bones.

Well, psych profiles of K*llers that freeze their victims kind of go all over the place.

I mean, the k*ller could have frozen the victim to obscure time of death.

So, that's what happened here, isn't it?

Or the k*ller could've put the body on ice until they found a more convenient time to dispose of it.

Or both. That's a very good point.

That's why the assistant director asked for your advice. And mine.

If Sweets is going over cases, too, perhaps it's not about a promotion.

I'm gonna pretend that wasn't insulting.

So, the assistant director asked me to review your test results and your latest psych profile. What?

He wants me to make an analysis of your performance and capabilities.

And you're allowed to tell me that?

Nobody said it was confidential.

Well, what else do you know?

Um, nothing official yet.

But I heard that they're staffing a new field office in Germany.

They need someone to run it. Germany?

The FBI is a domestic agency.

BOOTH: Well, not exclusively.

I mean, when there are suspected t*rrorists or att*cks against embassies or consulates, the FBI always responds.

That's more than a regular promotion, Booth.

That sounds like a big honor.

Well, how long would the tour be?

I heard two years. I'm not leaving you and Christine, so it's not gonna happen.

You've clearly excelled at your job, Booth.

You should allow yourself to be recognized in that way.

Oh, I-I have to get back to the lab.

Uh, we can talk about this later.

There's nothing to talk about.

You sound defensive, Booth. I'm not defensive.

I'm starting to get annoyed, okay?

People are way ahead of themselves here.

Okay.

Booth got Madeline's credit card records.

She spent practically nothing.

The one consistent charge were her bus passes from the MTA.

She got the last one five months ago.

Just before she disappeared.

The first purchase was made just after her daughter d*ed.

She only used them on Saturdays when she took the round trip to Vienna, Virginia.

Looks like her last trip was four months ago when she disappeared.

Yeah, and there was no return ride for that trip.

Huh. Well... we still haven't ruled out sexual as*ault, you know.

I mean, Sweets says some grieving victims turn to sex to dull the pain.

So, you think she was going up there to meet someone?

Maybe, and maybe that person got a little too kinky, and chloroformed and abducted her.

How's the skull coming along?

More slowly than I or Dr. Brennan would want.

The missing pieces aren't helping, either.

Well, I'm sure you'll do a fine job.

That was oddly polite.

Yeah.

Sorry. I...

This may not be the time or the place, but I think it's better if I didn't go to dinner with you and your parents.

How would that be better? I love you.

I want them to meet you.

Well, you love your parents, too.

And what they think means a lot to you.

Cam... You told me what happened when your brother introduced his girlfriend. They broke up, right?

That was different. You hope.

But I don't want to be there when you're forced to choose between them or me.

Have a little faith in me.

Unless you're too scared.

What's that supposed to mean?

BRENNAN: I have the results of the histological.

What do you notice about the findings, Mr. Vaziri?

There's no crystallization.

Precisely. What exactly does that mean? Well, normally when a body is frozen, ice crystals form from the water in the body, rupturing the cells.

The histological shows there is no rupturing.

But if the body wasn't frozen, then none of our findings make sense.

That is not my conclusion.

The victim was frozen, but also vitrified.

The water in the body is replaced by cryoprotective chemicals, which is why there were no ice crystals.

She was cryogenically frozen?

At temperatures well below negative 100 degrees Celsius.

Which explains why the organs fractured.

It actually explains everything we've seen.

Except who k*lled her and how.

BOOTH: Look, there's a cryo-whatever-you-call-it place in Vienna, Virginia, just a block from where she took her bus trips.

And it's called cryonics.

It's the low-temperature preservation of humans with the hope that resuscitation may be possible in the future.

It's nuts, okay? When you die, it's ashes to ashes, not ashes to ice.

We all search for immortality in our own way.

It's what binds tribes and religions.

Just please tell me that you're not gonna want me to freeze you.

No, but one day you might be able to download my accumulated consciousness onto a memory chip.

Listen.

Let's just, you know, keep each other in here.

That's worked just fine for a long time.

You know, Christine and I could come to Germany, too.

But you know I wouldn't ask you to do that.

Your work is here.

So, you'd stand in the way of us having a new and possibly life-changing experience?

That seems selfish, Booth.

What, you'd really uproot everything?

Wouldn't you?

BOOTH:
I kind of figured this place would be more hospitally, right?

A little bit more, I don't know, sterile?

Cryonics operations have very little funding.

Most of their funding comes from member donations.

Member donations?

I don't know if they have a lot of members.

Actually, we have over 700 full- and part-time members. Right. And you are...?

I am Dr. Noah Summers. This is my wife, Michelle.

We own CryoNova.

Your turn.

FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth.

This here is my partner, Dr. Temperance Brennan.

Dr. Brennan.

I'm thrilled that you're interested in our services.

It would be my honor to preserve your brain.

BRENNAN: I'm sure it would.

But at this point, cryonics is nothing more than a fantasy.

MICHELLE: As is often the case before great discoveries.

So if you're not interested in being preserved, how can we help you?

Do you know a woman by the name of Madeline Papadelis?

Of course.

She used to visit all the time.

Her daughter is one of our patients.

BOOTH: Her daughter is dead.

Technically she's in a state of suspended animation.

Well, not her mother. Technically, she is dead dead.

She was found in a swamp outside Alexandria.

What? BRENNAN: And all the evidence indicates that she was cryogenically frozen.

Here.

We haven't seen Madeline in months.

She used to come here every Saturday to visit her daughter.

Her daughter who is dead who isn't dead.

Yes, Madeline was dedicated to our cause.

She and I were working on a proposal for a funding grant.

And then she just disappeared.

We tried to contact her, but she never answered her voice mails or texts.

We waived the storage fees for her daughter until we could locate her.

Man, these tanks are huge.

I mean, why do you need so much space for one body?

Well, we can store up to five whole body preservations in one dewar.

Or a couple dozen neuros.

Neuros? Heads.

They remove and freeze the head.

Don't need to know that. Okay.

You know what? You guys are in the business of freezing people. The victim was frozen.

So therefore, I need to shut you down.

No. God, no.

We have patients to care for.

We have others contracted to come in. So?

Why aren't you talking to Warshaw?

We've already lodged a complaint with the police, and so has Madeline.

Who is Warshaw? Tripp Warshaw.

He's another cryonicist in Maryland.

He stored patients in his garage.

Garage?

Wait a second, wait.

Who licenses you guys, Frankenstein?

They're licensed as cemeteries, which have very little oversight.

Warshaw went out of business.

Blamed us for taking his patients.

Including Madeline's daughter.

He sh*t out our lock and tried to break in and sabotage the facility.

I can show you.

All right, look, was he arrested?

No, they said there wasn't enough proof.

But now with Madeline's death?

You should talk to him.

Hmm.

SAROYAN: I'm gonna need you both to go to CryoNova.

Angela, I'm gonna need you to access their digital records.

And, Hodgins, I need you to catalog any dr*gs and chemicals they used.

Wait, dr*gs?

They're dead when they're frozen, aren't they?

Yes, but they keep oxygen circulating while putting in the cryoprotectants to save the cellular integrity of the remains.

And they use propofol to keep the remains from animating during the process.

Animating?

You-you mean like the walking dead?

Yeah, it's actually...

If you say cool, you won't have sex for, like, a year.

Revolting.

It's totally revolting.

Are you ready?

One second.

Well, the dinner is on, huh?

Does everyone know about this? Absolutely.

It's all we can talk about. So I'm not the only one who's a little sensitive around their parents?

Okay, then.

You can cut me a little slack.

This is gonna be fine, right?

Right, 'cause you didn't make this seem awful at all.

You're not going to make this easy on me, are you?

MONTENEGRO: Okay, you guys should probably go.

Parents don't like when the kids are late.

Right. Right.

It's gonna be fine.

Right.

(quiet laugh)

BRENNAN:
Madeline Papadelis was going to place her daughter in your care originally, wasn't she, Mr. Warshaw?

Before CryoNova poached her, yeah.

So, you blame them for your business going under.

All they care about is the bottom line.

I'm all about the science, and not just cryonics, but biological immortality.

I'm currently studying the tardigrades, which are extremophiles.

You-you believe there's a connection between them and cellular senescence as a function of chronological age?

We're all made out of the same stuff.

Ah, hold it there, pal, okay?

I am definitely not made out of the same stuff as you, trust me.

Actually we're all carbon-based organisms.

Really? Do we have to discuss that right now?

It's not the time. So, we looked at your credit report, Tripp.

It turns out that every business that you bought equipment from is suing you. I owed money.

Because CryoNova poached all my clients.

Because Madeline backed out.

Her daughter was your last hope.

Wasn't she?

You got angry. Wouldn't you be angry?

I was working with new methods, better methods of cryonic stabilization.

Is that why you sh*t your way into CryoNova?

I didn't!

The police never arrested me for that.

I understand someone standing in the way of new discoveries.

Researchers and professors often as*ault one another.

m*rder is not unheard of.

m*rder?

BOOTH: Madeline.

Four months ago. Then she was frozen.

BRENNAN: And then discarded four days ago, when you were finally supposed to have your equipment repossessed.

Arastoo has told Armin and myself a great deal about you.

All good, I hope, Khanome Vaziri.

Don't call me that...

Mamaan.

I meant, call me Azita.

ARMIN: You are a surgeon, Dr. Saroyan? Oh, please, call me Cam.

I told you, she's a coroner, which is a very respected profession, Baba.

SAROYAN: I can speak for myself, Arastoo.

So you handle dead bodies, as our son does.

SAROYAN: Yes.

Although he focuses more on bones.

I deal more with tissue and organs and stuff.

I-It's probably not dinner conversation.

We're here to get to know each other, aren't we?

I've told my son I can't imagine being consumed with death all the time.

SAROYAN: Oh, there's so much more to our lives than death.

We go to concerts and museums, and we laugh...

I know that look.

Do you plan on having children?

Oh...

None of you are getting any younger.

Mamaan. You should apologize.

Now biology is your mother's fault?

SAROYAN: I actually already have a daughter. She's in college.

ARMIN: Oh.

You were married before.

SAROYAN: No, she's the, um... child of a man that I lived with for a few years.

He passed away...

It's, uh, complicated. I love her very much, and your son is wonderful with her.

Funny that he didn't mention that he had a child in his life.

Perhaps I didn't want the questions and judgments.

So you keeping secrets-- this is also our fault.

Can I take your order? Yes, please. Um...

I haven't even looked at the menu yet.

Do you have someplace else to go?

I'll give you another minute.

I imagine Persian food is quite foreign to you.

SAROYAN: Arastoo is actually quite a good cook.

His, uh, Ghalieh Mahi is my favorite.

ARMIN: Mamaan taught him.

I'm surprised you like it.

Cultural differences can sometimes be difficult to...

Fine. We get it.

We're too different from each other. She-she has a child, our professions are repulsive, it'll never work.

Well, I love her. And that's all that matters to me.

(speaking Farsi): I won't let you two destroy my relationship with my girlfriend with your old-fashioned thoughts, the way you did with Hamid. You aren't ashamed when you talk to me like this? No, I am not ashamed. Why should I?

No, he didn't destroy; you guys did it.

Who? We destroyed Hamid's relationship or Hamid did it with himself? Who did it, then?

Arastoo, don't do this! No, you guys destroyed his life. You make me embarrassed in front of other people. Let's go.

Just go, be ashamed.

Go. Go. Um, wow, it was nice to meet you.

Have you been here all night, Mr. Vaziri?

Most of the night, yeah.

Cam is pretty upset, so...

Because of your parents?

Yes.

I believe on some level our parents are supposed to disappoint us so we can surpass them and improve the species.

So put your dinner in perspective.

It was an evolutionary necessity.

I understand you found something? I did.

There's an excessive amount of exfoliation on this tibia. Huh.

There does appear to be significantly more flaking on the cortical bone than I would expect to see.

Did you find it anywhere else?

The metatarsals and tarsals of the same leg.

The excessive yet isolated exfoliation indicates a lack of equilibrium in the vitrification process.

The perfusion of the cryoprotectant at the time of freezing wasn't completed? Precisely.

The k*ller either used equipment that hadn't been serviced properly, or he was in a rush.

And the skull?

Dr. Hodgins is still picking things out of the muck.

If he doesn't find any more bone fragments, this is all we'll have.

SWEETS:
So it turns out

Tripp Warshaw was in Phoenix when the victim disappeared.

He was working at some longevity institute.

Well, that makes sense, because ballistics says the b*llet wasn't his.

It was from a g*n owned by the ex-husband?

Yeah. I'm gonna go talk to him now.

Booth. Uh... so the deputy director's office asked me to take a look at your m*llitary record, factor that into my analysis.

The deputy director? Yeah.

So it is moving up.

Mm-hmm. You don't seem too happy about that. Look, all the reports that they have me looking at are from other sh**t, from other agents.

They want to know how I would have handled them.

Because of your past.

That's probably why they had me take a look at your m*llitary record.

I'm sure there aren't a lot of candidates with your skill set.

Exactly.

Sit down, Ethan.

Look, you lied to us.

Why didn't you tell us that your daughter was frozen?

That is nobody's business but mine. It is my business when you sh**t up the facility that she was stored in.

She shouldn't be in there.

She should be buried the way God intended.

Why did you lie to me? Because I've got two strikes, felony as*ault, against me.

One more and I'm going away for real time.

What do you think you're going to be facing when I charge you with the m*rder of your ex-wife?

I went in there to get Karine.

To bury her proper.

But have you seen that place?

All those metal things? I couldn't figure out how to get my baby out of there.

And when that didn't work out for you, the only thing left for you to do was get revenge.

If I couldn't think how to get Karine out of one of those things, how the hell could I have put Madeline into one?

You wanted to see me?

I reviewed the security footage from CryoNova.

Let me pull it up.

I heard dinner wasn't so good.

Ugh. Dinner would imply food.

We didn't get that far.

But we're trying to put it all behind us, so I'd rather not talk about it at work.

Sure.

Okay, so... look who Madeline was arguing with the Saturday before she was k*lled.

SAROYAN: What are they arguing about?

MONTENEGRO: There's no sound.

But look at this.

SAROYAN: Holy... Okay, what is happening?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Madeline was a true believer.

If she caught Noah messing around with the patients in his charge...

He looks like a monster.

God only knows what he would do.

Madeline caught you sawing into patients and threatened to turn you in. Do you know how much a full body preservation costs?
$200,000.

When that patient's wife d*ed, payments stopped. BOOTH: Okay, great.

So what were you doing? Just sawing up patients to make room for a new popsicle?

I needed the space, but I was preserving his brain, which is really all that matters.

Because by the time we're able to reanimate people, we'll be giving them new bodies.

Better bodies.

You were harvesting his organs.

To sell them. Yes.

They have done successful cryo transplants of kidneys.

That's how I got the funds to keep his brain stored.

Selling body parts, that's not in your contract.

If Madeline exposed you, that could destroy your business. Madeline was committed to the work.

She understood the necessity of keeping the facility solvent.

Look at the last grant proposal that we worked on together.

It mentions organ sales. BOOTH: Right. Okay.

So, uh, cutting up people and selling their parts, all of a sudden that's a good thing now?

BRENNAN: Well, it could save people's lives, if the organs are frozen properly.

You're on his side now? Agent Booth, everything that I do, my life's work, is dedicated to preventing death.

I would never k*ll anyone.

Especially someone as close to me as Madeline was.

HODGINS: So it has to be either Tripp Warshaw or the guys from CryoNova.

SAROYAN: Seems reasonable.

Well, the ex-husband's not out.

He studied pre-med in college, so he's not as dumb about this whole process as he wants us to believe.

How does someone go from pre-med to having two strikes against them?

dr*gs.

Although he's been in recovery for the past two years.

Well, so he says.

People are not always who they seem to be.

Are we talking about the case now or are we talking about dinner last night?

Wow.

You do not give up, do you? You really have to ask her that?

You know, I felt bad for Arastoo.

He had this notion that when I met the folks, it was gonna be all rainbows and unicorns.

That never sounded good to me.

I mean, unicorns, they seem dangerous, with the horn and everything...

Not really the point. Sorry.

Continue.

So they didn't approve of you?

Arastoo wouldn't let it get that far, I guess.

That's why we left. You would have stayed?

He knows them. I don't.

I just, I feel terrible being the source of all of this hostility.

Isn't this a little sexy, though?

I mean, him defending your love at any cost?

Wait a minute.

If the husband did freeze Madeline, he could have put her in a dewar and the Summers might not have known.

Until new clients needed to be frozen.

Yeah, they'd have to get rid of Madeline before they were arrested for m*rder.

HODGINS: Those were the last four bone fragments buried in the muck.

Nothing more?

Anything else probably sunk into the swamp or was carried off by predators.

I did find this, though.

It's synthetic multi-filament thread.

Tied.

Stitches. The victim had to have been injured before she was k*lled.

There's no record of her visiting a hospital or a doctor.

Dr. Brennan, feel this.

I see what you mean, Mr. Vaziri.

You do?

The hole has curved, smooth edges.

That injury was not caused by trauma during the body dump.

That part of the skull was removed surgically.

Yes. This is a cranial perforation with the express purpose of placing a microphone inside the victim's skull.

Wait... what? To listen for cracking as she froze, to protect the brain. They're actually referred to as crackphones.

This is an excellent find, Mr. Vaziri. Wow. Focusing on your work to avoid personal issues has its rewards.

Yes, I often use work to avoid my personal life.

Implanting a crackphone would require great skill.

I doubt the ex-husband could accomplish this, even with some medical training.

CryoNova must have audio records from their crackphones.

Well, doesn't that mean the other cryo guy, Tripp Warshaw, would have audio records, too?

BOOTH: All of Warshaw's equipment was repossessed and all the bodies that were there, they were sent to another company in New York.

And the audio from the crackphones?

Ah, it was all erased when the equipment was returned.

You're missing a good, old-fashioned m*rder, aren't you?

Oh, come on. Aren't you?

We're all sitting around here, hoping that someone recorded a confession into some frozen lady's head.

And that's only if CryoNova kept their audio files.

The records at CryoNova show that a family of four came in seven days ago for processing. There was a car accident.

So they had to make room for them.

Exactly. One of the dewars had to be cleaned and prepped.

Well, the crackphones at CryoNova exist in a sleep mode.

They only get activated when noise is made.

So the audio files still exist.

Yeah. And I don't think CryoNova's gonna be very happy about it.

I enhanced the audio.

WOMAN: I knew what was going on with you, bitch.

(wheeled cart rolling)

Sound's like someone's removing the victim's body from one of the dewars.

To dispose of it because new bodies were coming in.

Who is it?

I think this next part will make that pretty clear.

WOMAN: Noah is mine, not yours. It's time we finally end this.

Michelle Summers.

Madeline must've been having an affair with her husband. Yeah. I think Mrs. Frankenstein is your k*ller.

I knew what was going on with you, bitch.

Noah is mine, not yours. It's time we finally end this.

Hey, look, that was time-stamped a week ago when Madeline Papadelis' body was dumped in the swamp.

That proves nothing.

I believe I was talking to another employee as I was prepping one of the dewars.

She was flirting with my husband.

If your job was prepping the dewars, that means that you knew that Madeline was being stored there.

Our patients are stored in bags and suspended upside down.

One of those fibers from the bags was found on her body.

Your husband and Madeline spent a lot of time together, didn't they?

We've been through this.

They wrote grant proposals together.

She was helping him raise money.

You know, on our warrant, we were able to look not only at your husband's personal e-mails on his computer but also CryoNova's.

Yeah, there are eight e-mails here where your husband asked Madeline if they could meet privately.

My husband and I are very much in love.

Really? Because on these two here, he asked to meet her at a motel.

And they're all dated four months ago.

When Madeline disappeared, they worked together closely, they were falling in love.

You saw an opportunity and you took it.

Tell you what. If you help us out, the prosecutor is going to be much more understanding on you.

I will not be manipulated like this.

I want a lawyer.

Michelle Summers will be released if we don't find evidence that links her directly to the m*rder.

She can be held for the disposal of the remains.

But our job is to arrest a m*rder*r.

The lack of perimortem injuries suggests the m*rder*r was not violent.

The k*ller took care not to cause her pain.

That doesn't sound like a jealous wife. I agree, especially considering she was anesthetized with chloroform first.

But Michelle Summers was a professional; she'd know how to k*ll someone without leaving evidence of a violent as*ault.

That doesn't explain why she took care to cryogenically preserve the victim.

And why insert the crackphone?

She wouldn't want to reanimate a woman she hated.

Look at the hole in the temporal where the crackphone was inserted.

Feel the beveling.

The angle of the incision.

It had to have been made by a left-handed person.

Michelle Summers is right-handed.

I don't understand.

Her husband must be left-handed.

No one else would take such care after a m*rder.

Because, to him, this wasn't a m*rder.

We know it was you who froze her.

Absurd.

We rewatched the video of you removing the frozen kidney, and we noticed something.

In order to vitrify a patient, you have to perform a median sternotomy, isn't that correct?

So? Closing that incision requires stitches.

Like these.

So you used a distinctive, unnecessarily complicated style of suturing: the Interrupted Vertical Mattress Suture.

I'm not the only doctor who does interrupted sutures.

No, but being left-handed, you're the only one at CryoNova who knots each suture on the left side as opposed to the right as well as using a surgical knot instead of a simple reef.

Quite distinctive. Like I said, you k*lled her.

She wasn't dead.

I would never k*ll her.

Right, you just wanted to keep her really cold.

Your wife found out when those new clients came in.

She dumped her in that swamp. Michelle k*lled her.

I loved Maddie.

She understood my work, we spent every day together writing grants.

But she didn't love you, did she?

I-I could have revived her.

And her daughter.

Maybe it would have taken ten years or so, but... when she came back, she would've grown to love me.

She just needed time.

♪ I'm sitting on a gold mine

♪ And all I gotta do is dig

♪ But I'm waiting on

♪ A landslide.

(doorbell rings)

Ooh.

Azita, Armin.

We were going to call you, but didn't know whether you'd hang up or not.

Oh, of-of course not.

Uh, come in. I'm actually, I'm just making some tea.

Ah, thank you.

Who was at the...?

Oh.

Are you going to have a fit and walk out again because I'm staying for tea?

We know how you feel. Did you forget an insult or two?

Why don't we all sit?

You don't know how we feel, Arastoo, 'cause you never stop judging us to notice.

You've always been a hothead.

Ah, here we go. Yes, here we go.

Growing up, you were always making the wrong decisions, getting into trouble.

But you've grown into such a wonderful man... so successful, so fine.

Whatever made you think we didn't notice you'd grown up?

You're making Cam cry, Azita. Apologize.

It's okay.

But the other night, with all the questions...

Questions?

Interest.

Clearly, you're with a wonderful woman, so brave to raise a child on her own, so accomplished.

You have good judgment, Arastoo.

And excellent taste.

You're not a teenager anymore.

Let us be proud of you. Let us be happy for you.

I'm sorry.

You should be.

You look very comfortable in those clothes.

I imagine you spend a lot of time here.

Azita, it's none of our business.

And she's wearing Arastoo's shirt.

I cannot accept everything, Armin. Can we at least have our tea before you start talking about marriage?

Marriage?

Usually when a man introduces a woman to his parents...

You didn't think that was an important fact?

That's not how I feel.

Someplace inside, you knew.

Why don't you grab the tea?

I'm-I'm gonna go grab a Scotch.

Good idea.

Yeah. Yeah.

BRENNAN: Sweets said that now the deputy director is reviewing you for the promotion.

Yeah, that's what he told me, too.

Why wouldn't you mention that?

Because nothing's definite yet, Bones, that's why.

Booth, you don't have to worry about me. We can do this.

There are many places I could work over there.

In two years, Christine could be bilingual.

Wait a second.

Now you're just, you're getting way ahead of yourself here.

You always tell me that I'm too rational, that dreaming is good.

I'm not sure this is such a good dream.

I mean, from the m*llitary angle, them having me review all these sh**t and they've been looking at my skill sets...

Your gut is telling you something, isn't it?

Yeah.

The base over there... it's a staging ground for counterterrorism activity and covert operations.

You think they might be asking you to be a sn*per again?

I won't do it.

I have a new life. I have a family.

They can't make me do that again.

You don't have to do anything you don't want to, Booth.

Right.

What's that mean?