“The Girl in the Gator”
Episode 2x13
Written By: Scott A. Williams
Directed by: Allan Kroeker
Transcribed by xxblackxsatinxx

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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.
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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
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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.
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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?
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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
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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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