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The Girl in the Gator

Episode 2x13

Written By: Scott A. Williams

Directed by: Allan Kroeker

Transcribed by xxblackxsatinxx


Disclaimer: The characters, plotlines, quotes, etc. included here are owned by Hart Hanson, all rights reserved. This transcript is not authorized or endorsed by Hart Hanson or Fox.


Teaser

EXT. royal diner - day

AGENT SEELEY BOOTH and DR. TEMPERANCE BRENNAN walk out of the diner.

Booth

Florida? Today?

Brennan

Is that work?

BooTH

Yeah.

Booth holds the door open for a a few people entering the diner.

Booth (CONT'D)

Hot, fun, Miama, Florida? Or sticky, you know, swampy Florida? You're welcome, God!

An ice cream truck is heard in the background. They begin to walk down the same street as the ICE CREAM TRUCK.

BRENNAN

What's going on in Florida?

BOOTH

Wait a sec. What flight?

The music gets louder.

BOOTH (CONT'D)

Hold on a second. I can't hear you. Enough with the song already, all right?

ICE CREAM MAN

I'm doing business here. Deal with it!

BOOTH

Hold on a second, now my pen's out of ink.

BRENNAN

Here.

Brennan hands Booth a PEN.

BOOTH

Oh, hold on. I can't hear anything

ICE CREAM MAN

The kids love the music!

BRENNAN

Well, I don't see any kids.

ICE CREAM MAN

The music attracts them!

BOOTH

Did you say the Everglades? Look, I can't hear anything because of this insane music!

Booth turns around and shoots the CLOWN-SPEAKER on top of the ice cream truck. People start screaming.

ICE CREAM MAN

You shot my clown!

BOOTH

Great. Flight number?

MAN

Move out of the way!!!

ICE CREAM MAN

Hey! He shot my clown!

BOOTH

Okay, thanks! (turns to Brennan) Okay, we're all set!

BRENNAN

That was not good.

CUT TO:

EXT. EVERGLADES - day / int. BRENNAN'S CAR - day

Brennan is talking to Booth on her cell phone while driving to the crime scene.

BRENNAN

I thought you said you'd be down on the next flight?

BOOTH

Well, I haven't met with the shrink yet.

BRENNAN

What shrink?

BOOTH

Well, the department psychiatrist has to sign a piece of paper saying, you know that I'm not nuts before I get my gun back. So, I got an appointment tomorrow.

BRENNAN

Great. Now I have to break in this… (looks at a paper) Agent Sullivan?

BOOTH

Wait, Sully's a great guy, okay? And for your information, you never broke me in.

BRENNAN

Oh, I think that's him - Okay, I'll talk to you later.

Brennan arrives at the scene and AGENT SULLIVAN walks up to her.

AGENT SULLIVAN

Doctor Brennan?

BRENNAN

Agent Sullivan?

SULLIVAN

Uh-huh. Name's Eugene.

BRENNAN

Okay, Eugene.

SULLIVAN

No, not me. I'm Sully, short for Sullivan.

BRENNAN

Well, then who's Eugene?

SHERIFf

Right here.

Four men pull forward A DEAD ALLIGATOR

SHERIFf

Eugene's been king of this swamp for as long as I can remember. Broke my heart to have to shoot him.

BRENNAN

Is there an actual human victim?

SULLIVAN

Inside Eugene.

BRENNAN

He ate somebody?

SHERIFf

Damn spring breakers think it's a real kick to come down here and drink beer with the big fella'. I just chased off a bunch of 'em. And there was Eugene in the middle of the swamp gulping down someobody's arm.

SULLIVAN

Someone from the group of kids you chased off?

SHERIFf

No. No gators don't eat fresh kill. They drown their pray. They stuff it down under water to tenderize for a few weeks before they can eat 'em.

SULLIVAN

Okay, why don't you drag the rest of the swamp for any additional remains. I'll check Fort Lauderdale Missing Persons. (points to Brennan) You start cutting.

BRENNAN

No.

SULLIVAN

Wh- isn't that what you do?

BRENNAN

Any potential remains are far too sensitive to be retrieved here.

SULLIVAN

Okay. Well, where - where do you suggest?

BRENNAN

My lab at the Jeffersonian

SULLIVAN

The whole gator?

BRENNAN

I'll handle transport.

SHERIFf

You're gonna need a big crate.

BRENNAN

And a lot of ice.

Brennan leans down to look at the gator.

SULLIVAN

Okie dokie, if you're doing this then there's a boat for sale that I'd like to check out.

BRENNAN

A boat? Booth helps.

SULLIVAN

Cause Booth can't relax.

BRENNAN

There's something metal in here.

Brennan retrieves a GOLDEN LOCKET from the gator's mouth. Sully and the Sheriff lean in to look at the object. Brennan pulls back defensively.

BRENNAN (CONT'D)

Don't you have a boat to buy?

BEGIN MUSICAL MONTAGE

.

END MUSICAL MONTAGE

END TEASER

 

Act 1

INT. medico-legal lab / EXAMINATION TABLE

ANGELA, HODGINS, ZACK, and CAM examine the gator.

ANGELA

I knew it was a gator. Brennan told me it was a gator. And yet wow!

HODGINS

Definitely confirms one thing. We have the coolest jobs ever.

ANGELA

Look at all these teeth.

Zack walks up to Angela and the gator.

ZACK

Step away, please. There are 80 in total. Note the conical shape.

ANGELA

"Step away, please?" Just because you have a doctorate now does not mean I won't use you as a swizzle stick.

Cam examines the gator's stomach content.

CAM

Animal foot… possibly a rabbit.

HODGINS

Not so lucky for either of them.

CAM

Frog.

ANGELA

Yummy!

HODGINS

Do I hear music?

Zack leans in to listen to the music. Cam, Angela and Hodgins lean in towards the stomach. Cam pulls out a MUSIC-PLAYING FOOTBALL and turns it off.

ANGELA

Hey, I liked that song.

Cam pulls out something that seems to be a FOOT.

CAM

What do you think, Zack?

ZACK

Definitely a human foot.

CAM

Lovely.

CUT TO:

EXT. DOCTOR WYATT'S HOUSE - day

DR. GORDON WYATT is working on his barbecue outside of his house when Booth walks up to him.

BOOTH

Doctor Wyatt?

WYATT

Ah, Agent Booth, is it? Yes. Gordon, Gordon Wyatt.

BOOTH

Right. You're the shrink?

WYATT

Uh, shrink, yes, meaning psychiatrist.

BOOTH

That's great, Doc. How's about you just sign my piece of paper here and I'll get back to work.

WYATT

Uh, certainly. (Booth hands him a pen) No, no I have a pen.

BOOTH

Okay.

WYATT

Do you mind if I ask what exactly it was that you did?

BOOTH

Yeah, I shot a truck.

WYATT

Ah, full of terrorist, no doubt? Or plutonium, or fleeing felons, was it?

BOOTH

No. It was an ice cream truck.

WYATT

Do you have a good reason for firing on it?

BOOTH

Yeah, the music… it was bothering me.

WYATT

Ahhh

BOOTH

Yeah, there was a speaker in the clown's mouth.

WYATT

Ohh

BOOTH

Yeah, I just pulled out my gun, you know and (imitates gunshots). It was gone.

WYATT

So the FBI sent you to me, because you shot a clown?

BOOTH

Not a real clown!

WYATT

I suggest you cogitate on the underlying reasons you shot that clown while I make us some tea.

BOOTH

What? Cogitate? Tea?

CUT TO:

INT. medico-legal lab / Examination Table

Brennan examines the remains, while Hodgins and Cam go through the stomach contents - in depth.

BRENNAN

The depth of these bite marks - very impressive.

HODGINS

One torn pair of jeans. One red linen blouse - size two.

CAM

And one platform wedge, made it all the way to the lower intestine.

Angela walks onto the examination platform.

ANGELA

Florida FBI just beamed over names of recent missing persons.

BRENNAN

We'll need dental records.

Sullivan walks onto the platform.

CAM

Sully!

SULLIVAN

Cam, look at you! In charge of moon base alpha here.

CAM

And you're still a g-man, what happened to that restaurant you were going to open? Or was it a petting zoo?

SULLIVAN

Well I am keeping myself open for the perfect opportunity. I tried out a beautiful boat in Florida.

BRENNAN

But he made it back to shore.

HODGINS

Victim is female, in her late teens, eliminating three of your missing persons right here.

SULLIVAN

So, cause of death?

CAM

For the gator? We have these four 45 caliber slugs. For the girl, so far we've got the gator.

SULLIVAN

Okie doke, well uhh… I'm gonna go grab a slice, so give me a call when you got an ID.

Sullivan starts to head off the platform.

BRENNAN

Her name's Judy Dowd.

SULLIVAN

Shouldn't you at least look at the x-rays before deciding that?

BRENNAN

Says right here, she had surgery to repair a cleft palette at age two. (points to the remains) The bone graph is here. She was a freshman at Virginia State. Reported missing three weeks ago.

CUT TO:

INT. fbi / INTERROGATION ROOM

Sullivan and Brennan are interrogating MR. DOWD.

DOWD

An alligator? Oh my god…

SULLIVAN

When did you last see your daughter, Mr. Dowd?

DOWD

The day she left with her friend… for spring break.

SULLIVAN

Her friend… umh… Abigail Sims?

DOWD

Abby… she's a good kid. I never should have left her go.

Brennan shows Mr. Dowd the necklace she found in the gator.

BRENNAN

We found this among the remains.

DOWD

It was her mother's. Laney died when Judy was eleven. It's just been the two of us ever since.

SULLIVAN

Did you get any calls from her while she was there?

DOWD

Every day.

SULLIVAN

Any sign that she was in trouble?

DOWD

No. She sounded happy. So happy.

CUT TO:

EXT. DOCTOR WYATT'S BACKYARD - day

Wyatt and Booth are having TEA.

BOOTH

You are 'really' English.

WYATT

Oh, I don't know. I think I've assimilated quite well. Typical American house right down to the white picket fence, truck that's the, uh what is, the heartbeat of America. But tea, tea is uh, sacrosanct. Thank you very much.

BOOTH

Me, I'm a coffee drinker. Hey listen pal -

WYATT

You know, in an effort, to understand your culture better I've been trying to embrace this very American practice of preparing meat in the garden.

BOOTH

Barbecue

WYATT

Hmm… it's a delightful word, isn't it? Barbecue. I think it's from the Caribbean, bar-ra-bi-cue, which means some sort of sacred fire pit. You know the Latin for hearth is focus? Isn't that revealing? It's quite literally the focal point of every household. The hearth - the heart. Uh? Interesting.

BOOTH

I told the ice cream guy I was sorry, alright? I… I… even bought him a new clown head! So just sign the paper!

WYATT

Hmm… I must apologize. I gotta go off and get some ingredients for my mortar. Uhm, why don't we reschedule?

BOOTH

We can't re-sch-edule. Alright? I gotta get back to work!

WYATT

Well in that case, why not finish off preparing this area here? Could you do that? All the specifications are on the plans. You are fit for physical labour, euh? I mean, the clown didn't return fire, did it?

BOOTH

Oh well what if I said the plastic clown did fire back, eh?

WYATT

Brilliant. Now while I'm gone, what I want you to do is to consider what you were really aiming at. When you drew a bead on that unfortunate clown.

BOOTH

Hey buddy, when I aim at something… I hit it.

WYATT

Precisely. Anyway, I shan't be long Agent. It's all on the plans here. I'll be back before long Agent. See you then. Do help yourself to more tea by the way.

CUT TO:

INT. fbi / INTERROGATION ROOM

ABBY is being questioned by Sullivan and Brennan.

ABBY

Like I told the police, me and Judy were just doing the usual spring break stuff. The whole night was kind of a blur until I woke up the next morning at the hotel and Judy wasn't there.

BRENNAN

She hadn't come back with you?

ABBY

I can't remember.

SULLIVAN

So why didn't you report it to someone till later that night?

ABBY

I thought maybe she'd hooked up.

BRENNAN

Hooked up? Hooked… up? Oh… with uh, anyone in particular?

ABBY

We met so many guys, you know how it is.

SULLIVAN

I'm guessing that she doesn't.

BRENNAN

Do you have any pictures from that night, Abby?

ABBY

No, the police took most of them.

SULLIVAN

Wha… most of them?

ABBY

There's a couple on my personal webpage. I didn't want them showing poor Mr. Dowd. Judy would never want him seeing her like that.

BRENNAN

Like… what?

CUT TO:

INT. medico-legal lab / ANGELA'S OFFICE

Angela and Cam are examining something on a computer screen. Hodgins walks in.

HODGINS

There's the spectrophotometric evaluation on Judy Dowd. No results yet on her tox screen.

CAM

No drugs, but her alcohol was sky high; 0.11. (examines the spectrophotometric evaluation) Oh dear.

ANGELA

What?

CAM

SPM reveals hidden hematomas and decomp tissue. See that shaded area here, it indicates bruising to her vaginal wall.

ANGELA

Meaning Judy was raped.

CAM

Or at the very least subjected to some extremely unpleasant college sex.

HODGINS

One of these fine lads?

CAM

Without DNA it's the proverbial needle in a hay stack.

HODGINS

Wait, our victim was an HSB?

CAM

Excuse me?

HODGINS

Hottie Student Body dot com. It's this website that gets drunk college girls from all over the east coast to take their clothes off.

Angela and Cam stare at Hodgins.

HODGINS (CONT'D)

What? I clicked on a pop-up, got caught in a pornado. What?

CUT TO:

EXT. DOCTOR WYATT'S BACKYARD - day

Booth is working on the barbecue pit.

WYATT

Ohhhh splendid! So's your father who taught you to read plans, was it?

BOOTH

Wrong tree doc! Dad and I were tight.

WYATT

No, it's just that earlier you said that you weren't used to drinking tea with men. Which suggests to me that you're usually pretty rigid with your assignment of gender roles.

BOOTH

What? No, no! My partner is a woman, kay? A woman who needs my help.

WYATT

But are you currently involved with anyone?

BOOTH

Just broke up with someone, okay? ME! And I ended it.

WYATT

And, euh, how long had you been involved with her? Or… him.

BOOTH

Her! Let's get that straight, okay? Her! Couple months this time.

WYATT

This time?

BOOTH

We got off… we'd gone out before. A few years ago, and euh, y'know, we, euh, I broke it up, and my ex wanted to give it another go.

WYATT

Complicated.

BOOTH

Ahhh, that's it! I shot the clown because I can't let go of the women in my life! Ah, thanks doc! Now I can go back to work, and you can sign the paper!

WYATT

Excellent theory, but quite wrong and you're out of time. Tomorrow, all right for you?

CUT TO:

INT. medico-legal lab / examination table

Zack is examining the remains when Cam enters the platform.

ZACK

We found a stab wound.

CAM

Let's see it.

ZACK

It's more of a puncture, really. In here among the bite marks just below her scapula. Angela doesn't like me being her superior.

CAM

Because you're acting superior.

ZACK

Which is what a superior is.

CAM

Don't be a horse's ass, she's your friend. That's all that matters. These ridge marks inside the wound look like the threads of a screw.

ZACK

We're trying to ID the weapon.

CAM

Well at the very least it concludes that Judy didn't stumble into the swamp and feed herself to Eugene.

ZACK

That was my conclusion as well.

CAM

Okay

CUT TO:

INT. medico-legal lab / ANGELA'S OFFICE

Angela and Hodgins are viewing something on the computer screen when Cam and Brennan walk in.

CAM

And the hits keep coming; seems Judy Dowd was raped and murdered.

ANGELA

No more rough college sex?

CAM

Now that we know it's a murder, I'm feeling a lot less charitable.

The four of them watch a video from HSB on the computer screen.

BRENNAN

What is all this?

HODGINS

Have a look. It was shot in Fort Lauderdale the same night Judy disappeared.

BRENNAN

Who's that?

HODGINS

He's names Monte Gold, internet king pin, inspiring Hugh Hepner.

ANGELA

Monty has made millions off of this site.

HODGINS

He also paid out a million in fines last year for filming under aged girls

BRENNAN

I wonder if he knows you can't just pay a fine if you murder some one?

END ACT I

Act II

Ext. entrance of a club - night

Some cars drive by, a few people are admitted into the club.

Int. Club

Sullivan and Brennan walk up to MONTE GOLD, who is surrounded by young girls, and his workers LLOYD and EDDIE.

Sullivan

Monte Gold?

MONTe

Uh oh, run up some badges. Lloyd?!

Lloyd

Hi. I'm Monty's producer, Lloyd. We've got, uh, shooting permits, and signed waivers.

Sullivan

You know this girl?

Sullivan shows a picture of Judie Dowd.

Brennan

She's on your website.

monte

Yeah, and a thousand more like her. Might as well ask a Chinese guy to remember a grain of rice.

Sullivan

She's not a grain of rice, sport.

BrennaN

She's dead.

Monte

Eddie, off! Cameras off! Go away babies, shoo, let's go. What do you mean dead?

Sullivan

Name's Judie Dowd, we found her in Florida, raped, murdered and fed to an alligator.

Monte

And she's posted on my website? Lloyd, you know about this?

Lloyd

How would I know?

Monte

Get her off! Now, Lloyd. NOW! Go!

Lloyd

Alright, alright.

Monte

You say an alligator?

Cut to:

Int. Monty's bus - night

Lloyd is removing the pictures of Judie Dowd.

Lloyd

We would've never posted her if we knew. Monty is insanely careful

Brennan

Not always, from what I hear.

Lloyd

But he learns from his mistakes, now every I.D. triple check for eighteen before any girl signs the waiver.

Monty enters the bus.

Monte

Idiot, you let her on my bus!

LLOYD

I didn't want to be rude, Monty.

Monte

Off the bus! Your boyfriend has no warrant.

Brennan

You know, anthropologically speaking you follow a very ancient tradition.

Monte

Kay, entrepreneur?

Brennan

Pimp.

Monte

Class is over. Off the bus.

Brennan heads off the bus.

Cut to:

Ext. Outside the club / near the bus - night

ISAAC is outside the club, handing out flyers.

Isaac

Here you go, follow his path, learn the word. You two, follow his path, learn the word.

Brennan walks off Monte's bus.

Isaac (CONT'D)

Oh, oh there it is! Another misguided waif tumbles from the devil's sin mobile.

Brennan

Excuse me?

Sullivan

She's with me.

Brennan

Why are you winking? I'm not with... he's with me.

Sullivan

This is Isaac. Isaac is with the Church of the High Calling, way down in Eldon, Kansas.

Isaac (o.S.)

Yeah, well let me tell you something. There is no distance too great to dissuade these lost young women from the grips of Monte Gold's carnal temptation.

Brennan examines the inside of Isaac's car. A gear shifter with a tennis ball can be seen.

Brennan

Looks like you plan on saving a lot of souls.

Sullivan

Women like this?

Sullivan shows Isaac the picture of Judie Dowd.

Isaac

Oh oh! Who is she? What did Monte do to her?

Monte

Give it a rest Isaac!

ALAN, mid 20's, walks up to Monte.

ALAN

Hey, hey Monte, you remember me? I'm Alan, I sent you my resume.

Monte

Not now.

Alan

Hey, hey, look I'm a great webmaster. I know the drill.

Isaac

A sinner about to throw his self into Satan's hellfire.

Alan

Shut up, freak!

Alan pushes Isaac. Isaac falls and hits his truck. Monte grabs Alan and tosses him aside.

Monte

Hey, HEY! Come back and I call the cops. Get out of here, you'll never work for me, pal!

Monte walks up to Isaac.

Monte (CONT'D)

God even fed you today, Isaac? Okay, let's get you a sandwich. Eddie, make the preacher some food, would ya?

Monte looks to Sullivan.

Monte (CONT'D)

The wingnuts come with the territory. Alright, let's quit playing games, what is it you wanna know?

Sullivan

Fort Lauderdale?

Monte

Lauderdale's Lauderdale. Partied that night, gave some willing girls their fifteen minutes of fame and headed out to Daytona for the next day's gig.

BrenNAN

Any girls ride with you?

Monte

As much as I hate to disappoint you, fact is I'm not entertaining like I used to.

Sullivan

Ah, getting too old to exploit little drunk girls.

Monte

You've seen the videos, they exploit themselves.

Eddie walks up to them.

Eddie

Ready to roll when you are Monte.

Monte

Now they all wanna be a hottie body, walk into a place and the shirts fly off, making what used to be a rush... I don't know... mundane.

Brennan

Because you objectify them. You never see what makes them human.

Monte

Man, you have to spend all day with her.

Sullivan

Yeah, an actual woman, you oughtta try it sometime.

Lloyd walks up to them.

Lloyd

Videos off the site. Here's a copy of the waiver.

Eddie

You know, I think I remember this girl.

Brennan

You do?

Eddie

Yeah, you remember Lloyd. We were leaving the Lauderdale gig, and you made a joke about the bouncer swapping spit with that girl.

LLOYD

That was this girl?

EdDIE

I'm pretty sure. Ah, she's hot!

LLOYD

Passed the two of them playing tonsil hockey in the doorway. That bouncer was a big dude too.

Monte

And it's me you're harassing.

LLOYD

Let's go, Eddie.

Cut to:

Int. fbi bureau / sullivan's office

Brennan and Sullivan are looking over Judie's waiver.

Brennan

This waiver's a joke. Look at Judie's signature.

Brennan hands the copy of the waiver to Sullivan.

Brennan (CONT'D)

She could barely hold a pen.

A DELIVERY MAN delivers some sandwiches and drinks. Sullivan unwraps a sandwich.

Sullvain

Florida Bureau is going to scoop up this bouncer, and call me back.

Brennan

We need to get back into that bus.

Sullivan

No, we need cause for a warrant. You tell Mario (he pays the delivery man) that he's still an artist.

Delivery man

Sure thing.

Brennan

What is that?

Sullivan begins to eat his sandwich.

Sullivan

(with mouth full) Only the finest sausage and peppers on earth. Some day, I'm gonna turn it into a franchise. Wanna bite?

BrennAN

I thought you were buying a boat.

Sullivan

I am, maybe I'll start a charter service. I can serve these to the passengers, in Jamaica.

Brennan takes a bite of the sandwich.

BrennaN

Good.

Sullivan

Hmmm, the word is great. Or maybe I'll manage a band. They could play on the boat too.

Brennan

You, you don't like being an FBI agent?

Sullivan

Nah, sure I do. I just don't want it to be the only thing I ever was.

They exchange glances.

Sullivan (CONT'D)

You're telling me, you're just going to be a bone lady your whole life?

Brennan

I spent years studying anthropology.

Sullivan

I got a degree, but I'm not going to let it ruin my life.

Brennan

I'm going back to the lab.

Sullivan

Here, take one of these with you back to that spaceship. I'll call you when we get our bouncer.

Sullivan hands her the other sandwich.

Sullivan (CONT'D)

(with a Jamaican accent) I can dig it man.

Cut to:

Ext. Doctor wyatt's house - night

Booth is outside Wyatt's house, waiting for him to answer the door. Wyatt opens the door.

Wyatt

Oh..

Booth

Hi.

WyATT

Do we have a schedule?

Booth

Uh, listen... I really need to get back to work, so why don't you just give me one of those clown restraining orders and sign my paper.

Wyatt

Have you had an insight as to why you shot at that clown?

Booth's cellphone rings.

Booth

Yeah, you know what I have some insight. It's right here (points to his cellphone) it's my Bones calling, my partner. Right. (answers the phone) Yeah? Bones.

Cut to:

Int. Medico-LEGAL LAB / BRENNAn'S OFFICE

Brennan is on the phone with Booth.

Brennan

So when are you coming back again?

Booth

What, aren't you playing nice with Sully?

Brennan

I'm just not sure how serious he is about his job.

Booth

Well, look, he's one of the best, all right? He just likes to keep his options open.

Brennan

I've noticed.

Booth

Listen, Bones, Sully he lost his partner about a year ago, all right. Something like that happens, you hear that clock on the inside ticking just a little bit louder. So you know what, you're in good hands.

Wyatt walks out of his house.

Booth (CONT'D)

Here he comes, so gotta go, gotta go, gotta go.

Booth closes his cellphone. Wyatt walks up to him. Brennan looks at her phone, and closes it.

Booth (CONT'D)

Alright, so maybe I am a little bit irritable.

Wyatt

Why do you think that might be?

Booth

Don't they give you papers, and files, and reports?

Wyatt looks at Booth.

Booth (CONT'D)

All right, me and my partner caught up to this serial killer named Howard Epps, and he died.

Wyatt

And who's fault was that, your's or your partner's?

Booth

No, no, he jumped over that balcony maybe cause of her. Sometimes I think he had the right idea.

Wyatt

And where were you when Mr. Epps fell?

Booth

Holding his arm.

Wyatt

No, that was before he fell, surely.

Booth

What?

Wyatt

Well, Mr. Epps was dangling from your arm before he fell at which point he was no longer dangling but falling. Attached to you, he was alive, no longer attached, dead.

Booth

I don't feel guilty about that. I mean Epps is a serial killer, tried to kill my partner and threatened my son. I was glad when he hit that pavement.

Wyatt

Do you think about suicide, often?

Booth

Suicide? Me? (scoffs) No, no, never.

Wyatt

And yet you sometimes feel that Howard Epps had the right idea about jumping off that balcony.

Booth

It was a joke. Okay? It was a joke.

Wyatt

Yes, you do that a lot, don't you? Makes me feel such a bully for prying.

Wyatt gets up to go inside.

Wyatt (CONT'D)

Well, we'll pick up on this next time.

Cut to:

Int. Medico-legal lab / examination area

Zack is studying the remains and Angela is helping him.

Zack

Increase magnification. (beat) Please. If you're ready. I don't mean to appear dictatorial.

Angela

I get it, Zack.

Brennan walks up behind Zack.

Angela (CONT'D)

Hey.

Brennan

So what are we looking at?

Zack

Bits of gold foil imbedded deep within bite marks along the T-11 and T-12 vertebrae.

Angela

Jewelry?

Zack

More likely scenario has the gator's teeth piercing Judie's stomach.

Brennan

Imbedding whatever she last ingested into her bone.

Zack

How would someone eat gold?

Angela

Not eat, drink.

Brennan looks at Angela puzzled.

Angela (CONT'D)

Golden Rod.

Brennan

Golden Rod?

Angela

It's this 100 proof cinnamon schnapps that we drank in college. It's infused with real gold flakes. Purely for decandent sake.

Brennan

How did it taste?

Angela

Eh, it's way worse coming up. I can tell you that.

Int. Medico-LEGAL LAB / BRENNNA'S OFFICE

Brennan is on the phone with Sullivan.

Brennan

She could have wandered into bars we don't know about. If we can find every place that carries that stuff.

Sullivan (o.s.)

I don't think we need to Doc.

Cut to:

Int. Fbi bureau / interrogation room

Sullivan is on the phone with Brennan, watching the bouncer in the interrogation room.

SuLLIVAN

We found our bouncer. Course he denies all, but his alibi just about buries him.

Brennan

Buries him how?

Sullivan

He said he left early that night to get to his other job. Giving midnight swamp tours on his boat. Sounds like a good job actually.

Brennan

So, he's admitted to knowing the Everglades like the back of his hand.

Sullivan

Which would not be smart if he were in fact the killer.

Brennan

Well, most of the killers I know aren't all that smart.

Angela and Cam walk into Brennan's office.

Cam

The gold flakes are definitely from the liquor we found in her system.

Angela

And I remembered something.

Angela brings up one of Monte's pictures on the computer screen.

Brennan

Monte and his harems, so what?

Cam

Check out the caption. All the girls love Monte's gold.

Angela

Now granted there are plenty of bars that carry this stuff.

Brennan

But this could be the probable cause, we need to search Monte's bus.

Sullivan

I'll get the warrant.

Sullivan closes his phone (flash to) Brennan, Angela and Cam staring at the picture on the screen.

End of act II

Act III

Ext. Monte's tour bus - day

Brennan and Sullivan get out of Sullivan's car and head towards the bus.

Sullivan

Bouncer's alibi checked out.

BrennaN

So Monte's minions were most likely just trying to throw us off.

Monte walks up to them.

Monte

Unbelievable, you people. What is it you want now?

Sullivan

Hey, cool your jets Heph. We just wanna check your bus.

Monte

(points to Brennan) This is you, isn't it?

Brennan

Please don't point your finger at me.

Monte

I knew the first time I saw you, here comes another feminist crusader, out to spoil some good all American fun.

Brennan grabs his arm and twists it behind him.

Monte (CONT'D)

Ow, ow! Get off! Get off!

Brennan

(to Sullivan) It was self defense. He assaulted me!

Sullivan

Yes, he did.

Monte

Crazy bitch. I'm calling my lawyer.

Sullivan

Here, you can read him this.

Sullivan pulls out a warrant. Monte takes it and walks away.

Sullivan (CONT'D)

Now I just hope we find something.

Cut to:

Int. Monte's bus - day

Brennan and Sullivan are investigating the inside of Monte's bus. Brennan opens the fridge to find bottles of Golden Rod.

Brennan

There.

Sullivan

It's not exactly a smoking gun. Can you prove she drank it here?

Brennan

I can try.

Sullivan closes the fridge and looks around the bus.

Sullivan

Okay, you can only admit evidence that's in plain view, although on this bus that can be DNA on virtually any surface.

Brennan

That's an image. Keep your eyes open for a metal screw threaded thingy.

Sullivan

A what now?

Brennan

Judy's stab wound was probably from a bolt of some kind right through (she approaches Sullivan) here. (She touches an area on his back)

SulLIVAN

So, just inside her scapula?

Brennan

Yes... most laymen refer to it as a shoulder blade.

SullIVAN

Well, I told you I went to college. I minored in kinesiology. Although, this is the first time I've used it to impress a lady.

Brennan

What was your major?

SulliVAN

Art history. I also got a master certificate in sailing, a pilot's license, and I'm a certified EMT. There's more but I don't wanna brag.

Brennan's cellphone rings.

Brennan

Hold on. (she answers it) Hi Hodgins.

Hodgins (o.s.)

Judy Dowd wasn't killed at the swamp where she was found.

Cut to:

Int. Medico-legal lab / hodgin's area

Hodgins is on the phone with Brennan

Hodgins

Cryptosporidium on her clothes came from saw grass, a plant that doesn't even grow in Eugene's swamp.

Brennan

Where does it grow?

Hodgins

Oh, pretty much every where else in the Everglades. But in terms of gator distance, there's a saw grass marsh two miles south where Alligator Alley meets State Road 29.

Brennan

All that from cryptosporidium?

Hodgins

Did I not mention the fresh asphalt in Judy's shoe? That intersection was just repaved about a month ago.

Brennan watches Eddie clean the bus' windows.

Brennan

Very interesting. Thanks Hodgins.

Brennan hangs up the phone and looks at Sullivan.

Sullivan

What's interesting?

Brennan simply smiles and gives a slight shrug.

Cut to:

Exterior look of royal diner before moving to the inside.

Int. Royal diner

Angela is at the diner when she is approached by Mr. Dowd.

Dowd

Mrs. Montenegro? I'm Bill Dowd. Judy's father.

Angela

Oh... Hi. I'm sorry, how do you know me?

Dowd

The FBI told me that the Jeffersonian was investigating Judy's murder. I looked up your team's biographies online, and I saw your picture.

Angela

And you followed me here?

Dowd

I'm sorry. I know how that must look. But I just need answers. I need to know who killed my daughter.

Angela

I'm sorry Mr. Dowd. There's nothing I can tell you.

Mr. Dowd takes a seat next to Angela at the counter.

Dowd

I already know about the website and this Monte Gold son-of-a- bitch.

Angela

The FBI told you about that?

Dowd

Buddy from my job found the video. He thought I'd be embarrassed, but all I care about is what happened next. Did this guy kill her?

Angela

I really can't discuss the case.

Dowd

The way he's pawing at my girl in that video, he's gotta be a suspect.

Angela

At this point, Mr. Dowd, there are a lot of suspects.

Dowd

But not many like him. I mean, do you trust him? Do you think he's a good man?

Angela

No. No, of course not. I find him repulsive.

Dowd

Please, I just gotta know. Was it him?

Angela

I'm very sorry about your daughter, Mr. Dowd. There's nothing I can say.

Dowd

I understand. I shouldn't have put you on the spot. (beat) I'm sorry.

Mr. Dowd gets up and exits the diner.

Cut to:

Quick overview of washington.

Ext. Monte's bus - day

Brennan and Sullivan walk off of the bus. Brennan walks up to Eddie.

Brennan

You lied about the bouncer, Eddie.

Eddie

What?

Brennan

The bouncer in Lauderdale. You never saw him kissing Judy Dowd that night she went missing.

Eddie

Really? I was sure it was them.

Sullivan

Hey, you drive the bus too, don't cha?

Eddie

Yeah, so?

Sullivan

So, you drove out of Lauderdale, straight up the 95 to Daytona?

Eddie

Is that what Monte said?

Sullivan and Brennan exchange glances.

Eddie (CONT'D)

Yeah, straight up 95.

Sullivan

You sure about that?

Eddie

No... no, that's right there was construction. We got detoured across state onto 75.

Brennan

Right, 75, isn't that Alligator Alley?

Sullivan

Yeah. C'mon Eddie, girl is dead.

Eddie

We didn't kill her.

Eddie heads back towards the bus.

Brennan

But she was on your bus, she had a few drinks. You have sex with her?

Eddie

Nope, no way. I was driving.

Brennan

Well, did Monte have sex with her?

Eddie

I guess.

Brennan

You guess? Was it consensual?

Eddie

All I know is she was drunk, really drunk and when Monte was done with her, she came up by me wanting to get off the bus.

Lloyd walks up to them.

Lloyd

Eddie, don't say anything!

Sullivan

Where were you in all this?

Eddie

Lloyd drives in front of us, it was just me and Monte on the bus.

Lloyd

Shut up, Eddie. Monte's lawyer says we don't have to talk to anybody 'till he gets here.

Sullivan

He has nothing to worry about. No one's under arrest.

Brennan

Why'd you let her off the bus, Eddie?

Eddie

I didn't want to. It was really dark, she could barely stand up.

SullIVAN

Then Monte wanted her off?

Eddie

He was pissed off. She was crying.

LLOYD

Eddie!

Eddie

He was going to fire me if I didn't.

LLOYD

(to Brennan and Sullivan) We owe Monte a lot okay? He's been good to us. We knew that none of us killed her.

Brennan

Well if you let her off the bus, in the middle of nowhere in that condition, you may as well have.

LLOYD

Look, when Eddie told me where she got off the bus. I went back there to look for her. I must have driven that road for an hour. I figured, she'd hitched a ride back.

Brennan

You figured? (she looks to Sullivan) He figured.

LLOYD

Maybe Monte made a bad call and letting the girl off, but she wanted off. So he was just doing what she asked.

Brennan

Except for the sex part.

LLOYD

You know what, you can't prove that.

Sullivan

Ahhh... I wouldn't bet against her.

Sullivan walks over to stand behind Brennan.

Sullivan (CONT'D)

So, is Monte still in his office?

Loyd

No, he had an appointment back at the Iguana Club up in Maryland.

Brennan

Okay.

Booth and Sullivan walk away.

Cut to:

Ext. Wyatt's backyard - day

Booth is working on the barbecue. He is placing the bricks. Wyatt walks up, holding COFFEE CUPS.

Wyatt

You know what, I'm in America, we're men, let's drink coffee, not tea, eh?

Wyatt examines the barbecue pit.

Wyatt (CONT'D)

Oh I say, marvellous job.

Booth

Thank you. (he takes a sip of the coffee) That's not coffee.

Wyatt

What is it?

Booth

I don't know what the hell it is, but it sure as hell isn't coffee, Doc.

Wyatt

You tend to do things well, don't you? Make coffee, build barbecue machines.

BootH

It's not really a machine.

Wyatt

Solve crimes, raise a son, love women, leave women. Whatever you aim at, you hit.

Booth

That bad?

Wyatt

By no means, no of course not, except -

Booth

Ohh, it's okay, here we go. Let me have it, Doc.

Booth and Wyatt take a seat at a patio table.

Wyatt

Except it is indicative of a need to control your environment.

Booth

Again, I ask, is that bad?

Wyatt

No, of course not, no! Except -

Booth

Except?!

Wyatt

Except when you shoot a clown.

Booth

You know, you make it sound like it was walking making balloon animals.

Wyatt

For the most part, your rebellions are small.

Booth

Rebellions?

Wyatt

The colourful socks, the funky belt buckle, there a mechanism, quiet rebellions, a way of asserting your personal control over a homogenizing organization like the FBI. But shooting a clown is not a quiet rebellion.

Booth's cellphone rings.

Wyatt (CONT'D)

Shooting a clown is quite literally deafening.

Booth answers his cellphone.

Booth

Booth.

Brennan

Hey, it's me.

Booth

Yeah, hold on for a second. (to Wyatt) Wait, why is it Doc that every time I answer the phone, you walk away?

Wyatt

Why do you answer the phone knowing it'll make me walk away?

Booth

(to Brennan) Yeah, you know what Bones, I gotta call you back.

Cut to:

Int. Brennan's car

Brennan is driving while talking to Booth over the loudspeaker.

Brennan

Is Sully for real?

Booth

What?

Brennan

I just can't decide whether or not to take him seriously.

Booth

Well is he acting unprofessional?

Brennan

No, he's very professional, it's just can he really do all he says he can do?

Booth

Oh you mean that whole master carpentry thing. Yeah, you know he made me a dining room set last year.

Brennan

He's a carpenter as well?

Booth

As well as what?

Brennan's cellphone beeps, alerting of a call waiting.

Brennan

That's Sully calling right now. We're doing, you know, what we did.

Booth

Hey, you know, I'll be back soon.

Brennan

Okay, I'll talk to you later.

Booth hangs out, and stands in front of the half finished barbecue pit.

Cut to:

Ext. Iguana club - day

Brennan and Sullivan arrive at the Iguana Club to talk to Monte.

Sullivan

So, maybe Monte can tell us why he left the girl on the side of the road.

Brennan

Hey, there's a store front. Sausage and pepper shack?

Brennan points to a for rent sign in a building's window.

Sullivan

That's funny. Take my lead.

Brennan

I know what I'm doing, didn't Booth tell you?

Sullivan

Yeah, take my lead. Wait, wait, wait, that's his car.

Sullivan and Brennan notice the car, with it's door ajar.

Sullivan (CONT'D)

Monte Gold?!

Brennan rushes around Monte's car to find Monte on the ground. Brennan checks for a pulse, and notifies Sullivan that he's dead with a shake of her head.

End of act III

Act IV

Outside of the fbi bureau, the streets with the cars driving by.

Sullivan (o.S.) (CONT'D)

We found him in a pool of his own blood outside his club.

Cut to:

Int. Fbi BUREAU / INTERROGATION ROOM

Sullivan is interrogating Isaac. Brennan is overseeing.

Sullivan

What's the last thing you said to Monty, Isaac? His judgement cometh, and that right soon. It's not even a Bible verse. The judgement thing, it's a line from Shawshank.

Brennan

Who's that?

Sullivan looks surprisingly at Brennan.

Isaac

Vengeance is mine, sayith the Lord. Look, if Monte's wicked deeds cost him his life, it was the work of a hand far mightier than my own.

Sullivan

Where exactly have your hands been the last five hours?

Isaac

Working on my truck, I got garage receipts to prove it.

Isaac pulls the receipts out of his pocket. Brennan's cellphone rings. Brennan leaves the interrogation room to take the call.

Brennan

Hey Angela, what's up?

Cut to:

Int. medico-legal lab / angela's office

Angela is on the phone with Brennan. Hodgins is standing in the background.

Angela

Hey, I think that you might have the wrong man.

Brennan

What do you mean?

Angela

I made mistake, Brennan.

Cut to:

Int. Fbi BUREAU / INTERROGATION ROOM

Brennan and Sullivan now have Mr. Dowd in the interrogation room. Sullivan places an evidence bag containing a gun on the table in front of Mr. Dowd.

Dowd

I only wanted to scare him. I didn't go there to kill him. But what he said, three words, he only said three words in his defense... she wanted it.

Brennan

She didn't, Mr. Dowd. That much we do know.

Sullivan

Is there anyone you want to call, sir?

Dowd

No, there isn't anybody. There was Judy, just Judy.

Mr. Dowd breaks down and covers his face with his hands.

Cut to:

Int. Medico-LEGAL LAB / EXAMINATION AREA

Brennan and Sullivan are looking over the remains.

Sullivan

So this is the culprit, euh? Result of your metal screw headed thingy.

Brennan

Zack managed to identify this bone bruise.

Sullivan

Across posterior six through eight.

Brennan

Show off.

Hodgins enters the platform.

Hodgins

Okay, got my weapon list and visual aids, courtesy of Angela. Now we know the wound was caused by a blunt steel dowel with screw threads at the top. The bruising around it is the rough size and shape of a harmonica. Now theoretically, the head of the wound struck, leaving bruising but then broke.

Brennan

Allowing the steel dowel beneath to be driven into Judy's back.

Hodgins

So, possible weapons include shovel handle with steel shaft, a golfer's wooden putter with aluminum shaft...

Sullivan

Okay... but gear shifter?

Hodgins

It's an alloy gear shifter with a grip shaped handle.

Sullivan

This doesn't look like it could cause the injury.

Brennan

Unless it didn't have a handle.

Hodgins

Yeah. (he heads over to the simulation computer) She might of not been killed standing up, she could have been thrown down and then impaled.

Sullivan unscrews the handle of the gear shifter, taking it off.

Sullivan

Preacher man had one of these in his truck.

Brennan

With a tennis ball where the handle should've been, hiding the exposed threads underneath.

Sullivan

And he follows Monte everywhere.

Cut to:

Ext. Roadside / isaac's truck - night

Sullivan and Brennan pull up to where other officials stopped Isaac. They find him praying on the back of his truck.

Sullivan

Don't let us interrupt you, Isaac.

Isaac

I'm just praying for His guidance in bringing an end to this harassment.

Sullivan grabs Isaac and pulls him up to his feet.

Sullivan

Well, he can't answer 'em all, can he?

Brennan

Where were you headed?

Isaac

Home, if that's any of your business.

Sullivan

Back to your church, huh? I gotta tell you, I wish I had of called them a little sooner about you.

Isaac

You did this? You called them?

Brennan

You sure you weren't headed back to Florida? Stop along Alligator Alley, make sure you left nothing behind.

Isaac

No, I don't even know what you're talking about.

Sullivan

Well, apparently, your Church kicked your hypocritical ass out last year. Something about you hitting on young female parishioners.

Brennan opens the door to Isaac's truck.

Isaac

Who.. Who told you this, huh? (to Brennan) Hey, you can't get in there!

Brennan retrieves a tennis ball.

Brennan

Tennis ball for a gear shifter.

Sullivan slams Isaac into his truck. Brennan tests the gear shifter for blood. The gear shifter glows bright purple.

Sullivan

Turn around Isaac!

Sullivan turns Isaac around and cuffs him.

Isaac

Alright. Forgive them Lord, for they not know what they do.

Sullivan turns Isaac again to face him.

Sullivan

Yeah, what we do know is that Judy Dowd was left drunk and stumbling on Route 75.

Brennan

And you following Monte's bus, pulled over to give her a ride.

Sullivan

Not a free one apparently.

Isaac

No, no that's a lie. I never even saw her.

Brennan

Oh so this isn't her blood, here? This is someone's blood.

Sullivan

How many of Monte's castoffs have you been with Isaac? Girls too drunk to know, before you picked up Judy.

Brennan

You went for it, she rejected you, next thing you know she's impaled on the shifter.

Isaac

I may have picked her up, but if I laid a hand it was to heal and to ask His redemption upon her

Sullivan

Oh man, you are shameless.

Isaac

She was drunk. She went crazy, pushed me away, and fell back. It was an accident, it was the devil's work.

Brennan

No, that was the part where you fed her to an alligator.

Cut to:

Int. Fbi BUREAU / INTERROGATION ROOM

Brennan and Sullivan are overlooking Isaac through the window of the interrogation room.

Brennan

There should be a sense of satisfaction after solving a case but most of the time I feel drained.

Sullivan

Yeah, that's why you can only do this job for so long. Murders, death, corpses, you do that your whole life, there's gotta be more, y'know?

Brennan

The sausage and pepper sandwich.

Sullivan

You got admit it was good! So what do you and Booth usually do now? Is there a bar you got to, a restaurant, pilates class?

Brennan

There's a diner. Booth says the pie is the best.

Sullivan

Can I buy you a slice?

Brennan

(beat) Sure.

Sullivan

I guess, we're not working together anymore.

Brennan

Yes.

Sullivan

And since we have no professional obligations to each other, I can ask you out? Theoretically.

Brennan

Theoretically.

Sullivan

Perhaps after a twenty-four hour waiting period.

Brennan

Why?

Sullivan

So the brain can adjust to alternate perceptions of each other.

Brennan

I actually don't need it. My brain adjusts quite quickly.

Cut to:

Ext. wyaTT'S BACKYARD - night

Booth is finishing up the barbecue. Wyatt walks out.

Wyatt

Oh my good lord.

Booth is lighting the barbecue.

Booth

That's right.

Wyatt

How many bricks did you use in the end?

Booth

Yep you know, one hundred and eighty. Right so you can go sign away.

Booth hands Wyatt the paper for him to sign.

Wyatt

What are those?

Prime rib-eye steaks.

Booth

Oh those are two beautiful prime rib-eye steaks. Being the barbecue master that I am, I thought I'd show you how to barbecue, Doc.

Wyatt

Oh but I don't want to be shown, I want to learn trial and error.

Booth

No, no no.. Doc, listen it's better to learn off hamburgers, or sausages. You know those puppies cost fifty bucks a pop.

Wyatt

You know, according to the FBI reports there was no way you could save Epps' life. Your partner's report says the same thing. An FBI snipe from the opposite roof saw everything through his scope. According to all witnesses you have nothing to feel guilty about.

Booth

Yeah, so?

Wyatt

So, why, in a fit of pique did you endanger innocent people in a public thoroughfare by discharging your firearm?

Booth closes the barbecue cover.

Booth

I'm a good shot. I didn't put anybody in danger.

Wyatt

Your file shows your a military sniper. How many people have you killed?

Booth

Lost count.

Wyatt

Oh you can remember a hundred and eighty bricks, but not how many lives you've taken?

Booth

Epps makes fifty

Wyatt

Fifty what?

Booth

Fifty kills.

Wyatt

But Agent Booth you didn't kill Epps. You tried to save him, remember? Or perhaps I better put it as a question, did Howard Epps slip from your grasp or did you release him?

Flashback to howard's death.

Wyatt (CONT'D)

Oh come now man, it's a simple enough question. Was he indeed your fiftieth kill or did you just happen to be there when he died?

Booth

(flustered) I don't know.

Wyatt

A man like you in control of every situation and you don't know?

Booth

(shaking his head) I don't know. I had him, and then I lost him, and then something happened in between. I don't know.

Wyatt

I believe you, because for a man like you to admit that you don't know, to relinquish control. That could indeed argue a disruption in your self-view that was large enough to motivate you to shoot a clown.

Wyatt takes a seat to sign the papers.

Wyatt (CONT'D)

You know, I think we've made marvellous progress. This is a close where we can certainly begin.

Wyatt is about to sign the papers when he looks to Booth.

Wyatt (CONT'D)

You know what, I've changed my mind. I would love you to cook those steaks.

Wyatt signs the release paper and hands it to Booth.

Booth

I can do that.

Wyatt

Medium-rare please, Mr. G-man.

Booth

I can do that.

Booth begins to the cook the steaks, looking unsatisfied with the signed paper.

End of act IV

 

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