Bones (2005–2017): Season 1, Episode 9 - The Man in the Fallout Shelter - full transcript

Two days before Christmas Angela, who is dressed as an elf, wants everybody to join her for a Chistmas party. Bones seizes her only chance of escape when Booth gives her the kind of present he knows she likes. The present: a 50 year old corpse found in the atomic fallout shelter of a building where Congress lodges guests! When the bones are sawed open, a fungus causing life-threatening valley disease is unknowingly released. Hodgins takes his mask off to drink eggnog and everybody is subsequently quarantined indefinitely. They learns more about each other's personal backgrounds, notably that Booth has a 4 year old son, Parker, but no parental rights and Bones' parents disappeared on Chistmas Eve. Angela is determined to celebrate Christmas even though she's locked-up and exchanges hand-made gifts, with her relatives coming visit her behind glass. Meanwhile the corpse is fairly easily identified as a white-collar white man Lionel, who hoped to get married in Paris to his -illegal- girlfriend Ivy from the proceeds of his valuable coin collection, but was robbed and murdered by the buyer.

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- SWEETIE!
- ANGELA, I DON'T WANT TO.

SWEETIE, COULD YOU STOP
GALLOPING FOR, LIKE, TWO SECONDS?

BETTER ABLE TO WITHSTAND PEER
PRESSURE WHEN YOU CAN'T CATCH ME.

CALL IT A FAVOR, OKAY?

HOW DOES ME GOING TO A COMPANY
CHRISTMAS PARTY DOING YOU A FAVOR?

REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED
LAST YEAR? I DIDN'T GO LAST YEAR.

YEAH, EXACTLY. AND IT TOOK ME WEEKS
TO COLLECT ALL THOSE PHOTOCOPIES.

I NEED YOU. FRIENDS DON'T LET FRIENDS PHOTOCOPY
THEIR BUTTS AT COMPANY CHRISTMAS PARTIES.

HEY, THERE'S A SECRET SANTA.
I DON'T LIKE SECRET SANTA.

THE IDEA THAT WE ARE FORCED BY
CONVENTION TO EXCHANGE MEANINGLESS GIFTS...



YEAH, YEAH, I KNOW. IF YOU REARRANGE
SECRET SANTA THOUGH, YOU GET SECRET SATAN.

WHAT POSSIBLE MEANING
COULD THAT HAVE?

I'VE ALREADY HAD AN
EGGNOG, IF YOU CAN'T TELL.

HOW AM I GONNA ENJOY THIS PARTY KNOWING
THAT MY BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WORLD...

IS IN THE LAB EYEBALL TO
EYEBALL WITH SKELETOR?

WHO? HE'S A CARTOON
VILLAIN WHO LOOKS LIKE A...

YOU KNOW, HIS NAME
IS SELF-EXPLANATORY.

WOULD YOU PLEASE
JUST COME TO THIS PARTY?

TWENTY MINUTES.

BONES! ALL RIGHT.

- MERRY CHRISTMAS, SEELEY.
- WOW. OOH! WHAT ARE YOU, AN ELF?

YES. WHAT'S WRONG WITH
A LITTLE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT?

WHAT'S THE CONTEXT? A FEDERAL
PROPERTY ON DUPONT CIRCLE...

WHERE CONGRESS PUTS UP VISITING AGRICULTURAL
SPECIALISTS, OR-OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT,



THEY'RE DIGGING TO
PUT IN A SOLARIUM...

AND THEY FIND A FALLOUT
SHELTER WITH A SKELETON INSIDE.

- HOW LONG WAS IT IN THERE?
- SHELTER WAS BUILT IN THE '50s.

PART OF THAT WHOLE A-BOMB
PANIC. IT'S NOT A SUICIDE.

WHY NOT? HOLE IN THE HEAD.
YOU SEE THE GUN. IT'S A SUICIDE.

HE SHOOTS HIMSELF IN THE HEAD, AND
SOMEHOW HIS ARM ENDS UP ACROSS HIS CHEST?

BRING THE SKELETON IN, AND
I'LL PROVE IT WASN'T A SUICIDE.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, BONES.

COME ON, BOYS.
BRING IT IN. OH, NO.

WE ARE GOING TO THE
COMPANY CHRISTMAS PARTY.

YOU GO AHEAD. I'LL DO A
CURSORY EXAMINATION...

AND I'LL MEET YOU IN A
FEW MINUTES. ALL RIGHT.

THERE YOU GO. WOW.

BOOTH, WILL YOU ESCORT
ANGELA TO THE CHRISTMAS PARTY...

AND MAKE SURE SHE DOESN'T
PHOTOCOPY HER BUTT?

I CAN'T DO THAT. I GOT SOME REALLY LAST-MINUTE
IMPORTANT CHRISTMAS SHOPPING I GOTTA DO.

IT'S NOT LAST-MINUTE UNTIL
TOMORROW. COME ON, BONES.

BONES? JUST... I GOTTA...

COME ON. GEEZ!

STOP.

STOP!

TURN.

YOUR ROBOT REMINDS ME OF
YOU. YOU TELL IT TO TURN, IT STOPS.

YOU TELL IT TO STOP, IT TURNS.

YOU ASK IT TO TAKE OUT THE GARBAGE,
IT WATCHES RERUNS OF FIREFLY.

AFTER I FIX THE VOICE
RECOGNITION PROTOCOLS,

THIS IS GOING TO BLOW
THOSE GOMERS AT M.I.T. AWAY.

HEY, WE'VE GOT ABOUT HALF A
LITER OF PURE ALCOHOL HERE.

DUMP IT IN THE EGGNOG, AND WE'VE GOT
THE BEST CHRISTMAS PARTY IN HISTORY.

I BROUGHT AN EGGNOG. I
CAN'T DRINK WHILE I WORK.

GOOD THING I DIDN'T
BRING IT FOR YOU.

CRYSTAL IN ACCOUNTING IS AFTER YOU,
ISN'T SHE? LIKE ALIEN AFTER PREDATOR. SIT!

- WHAT DO YOU GOT THERE?
- TWO OPEN TICKETS TO PARIS.

ONE WAY. PAN TRANSIT
AIRLINES. THEY'RE BLANK.

PAN TRANSIT WENT OUT
OF BUSINESS IN THE '60s.

I THOUGHT YOU WERE AT THE PARTY. IT WASN'T
A PARTY. IT WAS A STAR WARS CONVENTION.

THIS WAS STILL IN THE SKULL.

.22-CALIBER. MATCHES
THE GUN HE WAS HOLDING.

DID YOU OPEN UP
THE SUITCASE? NOPE.

WHY NOT? IT COULD HOLD INFORMATION
THAT WOULD COMPROMISE MY OBJECTIVITY.

OH, YEAH, LIKE A
NAME AND ADDRESS?

I PREFER TO MAKE UNBIASED
INITIAL OBSERVATIONS.

- IS THAT PURE ALCOHOL?
- YES, DR. BRENNAN.

YOU THINK GOODMAN'S GONNA LET YOU SPIKE
THE EGGNOG AFTER THE FOURTH OF JULY FIASCO?

WE MAY HAVE TO RETHINK.

- ZACK, I NEED YOU
TO CLEAN THESE BONES.
- NOW?

BURNT.

AND I NEED YOU TO SEARCH THE
CLOTHING FOR INSECT EVIDENCE.

GEEZ, BONES. MERRY CHRISTMAS.

OKAY, YOU PEOPLE LISTEN TO ME. THERE
IS A PARTY GOING ON UPSTAIRS, OKAY?

A CHRISTMAS PARTY.
WE'RE GOING UP THERE.

WE'RE GONNA TALK TO SOME PEOPLE. WE'RE GONNA
SING SOME CAROLS. WE'RE GONNA DRINK SOME EGGNOG.

YOU ARE GOING TO KISS ME
UNDER THE MISTLETOE ON THE LIPS.

I MIGHT KISS YOU GUYS
UNDER THE MISTLETOE TOO.

MAYBE EVEN YOU IN A
FESTIVE, NON-LESBIAN MANNER.

BUT WE ARE GOING TO THAT PARTY.

- PUT ON A MASK. I'M GONNA
TAKE A COUPLE CORE SAMPLES.
- OKAY.

- WHAT'S THAT?
- BIOLOGICAL CONTAMINATION.

ZACK!

WHOA!

- THE DOORS SEAL AUTOMATICALLY. DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN, DON'T WORRY?

- THERE'S NO USE PANICKING
UNTIL WE KNOW WHAT IT IS.
- WHAT WHAT IS?

UH, WE MIGHT KNOW.

I CUT INTO THE FALLOUT SHELTER BONES,
AND THE BIOHAZARD ALARM WENT OFF.

- WERE YOU CONFORMING
TO AUTOPSY PROTOCOL?
- ONE OF US WAS.

THE OTHER WAS
DRINKING AN EGGNOG.

AND YOU DIDN'T HAVE
YOUR MASK ON? OH!

- THE PATHOGEN
IS COCCIDIOIDOMYCOSIS.
- VALLEY FEVER?

IT WAS PICKED UP IN THE SCANNER IN THE
DISCHARGE VENT AT MR. ADDY'S STATION.

WHAT'S VALLEY FEVER?

IT'S A FUNGUS THAT CAN LEAD TO PNEUMONIA,
MENINGITIS, SPONTANEOUS ABORTION, DEATH.

THE ALARM SOUNDED SHORTLY AFTER MR. ADDY CUT
INTO A HUMAN BONE THAT MUST'VE BEEN THE SOURCE.

WAS HE FOLLOWING
AUTOPSY PROTOCOL?

- OF COURSE. HOWEVER...
- I WAS DRINKING AN EGGNOG.

AND NOW HE'S THERE WITH
YOU BREATHING THE SAME AIR.

HEY, I GOT INTO THE
DECONTAMINATION SHOWER WITH ZACK.

- HAVEN'T I BEEN
THROUGH ENOUGH HELL?
- IS HE CONTAGIOUS?

DR. HODGINS MAY HAVE
INHALED THE SPORES, YES.

OKAY. IT MUST SUCK TO
BE HODGINS RIGHT NOW.

BUT THE REST OF US, WE DIDN'T
INHALE. SO IT'S OKAY THAT I GO, RIGHT?

DR. HODGINS MAY HAVE
EXHALED THE SPORES ALL OVER US.

WE HAVE NO CHOICE BUT
TO IMPOSE QUARANTINE.

VALLEY FEVER CAN BE FATAL,
AND WE CAN'T RISK A PANDEMIC.

JUST CALM DOWN AND LET US
HANDLE THINGS FROM THIS SIDE.

ANYONE BESIDES ME WORRIED THAT A
GUY DRESSED LIKE SANTA IS IN CHARGE?

MERRY CHRISTMAS.

OKAY, YOU KNOW WHAT? IF THIS IS
FATAL, I WILL SHOOT BOTH OF YOU.

MAYBE YOU GUYS
COULD GO GET DRESSED.

I ZAPPED THE BONES WITH
ULTRAVIOLET LIGHT AND ARRANGED THEM...

ON THE ISOLATION TABLE SO WE
WON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT SPORES.

IN ADDITION, I FOUND THIS SEWN
INTO THE LINING OF HIS CLOTHING.

- A WOMAN'S WEDDING BAND.
- TWO TICKETS TO PARIS,
A WEDDING BAND...

- A PICTURE BEGINS TO FORM.
- WE DON'T FORM PICTURES. WE ACCUMULATE EVIDENCE.

DENTAL WORK? ACRYLIC RESINS IN
THE INTERIOR FILLINGS FROM THE 1940s.

CHILDHOOD TIBIA BREAK. BAD
ENOUGH THAT HE WALKED WITH A LIMP.

ALSO, HE WORE A TOUPEE.

IT DOESN'T SEEM
TO HAVE DEGRADED.

IT'S MADE OF A SYNTHETIC CALLED
DYNELL. IT COULDN'T HAVE LOOKED GOOD.

THIS IS A COCKTAIL OF FOUR ANTIFUNGAL
DRUGS INCLUDING AMPHOTERICIN B.

ORALLY, YOU'LL BE TAKING KETOCONAZOLE,
FLUCONAZOLE AND ITRACONAZOLE.

THAT'S GREAT. THEN WE CAN LEAVE?

WE WON'T KNOW FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS
IF THE FUNGUS TOOK HOLD IN YOUR SYSTEM.

WHOA, WHOA, WHOA. YOU'RE SAYING
WE'RE STUCK HERE OVER CHRISTMAS?

LOOK, YOU KNOW, I HAVE...
PLACES TO GO, YOU KNOW?

- I HAVE OBLIGATIONS.
- WE ALL HAVE OBLIGATIONS.

- I'M SUPPOSED TO GO TO QUEBEC.
- HEY, WHOSE FAULT IS THIS?

WHO FORCED ME TO GO TO THE PARTY WHERE I
DRANK TOO MUCH AND HAD TO HIDE FROM CRYSTAL?

WHO NEVER SHOULD'VE CUT INTO A
BONE WITH A DRUNKEN FOOL IN THE ROOM?

WHO BROUGHT US HUMAN
REMAINS JUST TO DITCH PAPERWORK?

- YOU'RE SAYING THIS IS MY FAULT?
- YOU KNEW DR. BRENNAN
COULD NOT RESIST.

I'D HAVE BEEN ABLE TO RESIST IF I
WAS IN NIGER, WHERE I WANTED TO BE.

- YOU'RE BLAMING ME?
- LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE'LL
HAVE SLEEPING BAGS DELIVERED.

HAVE YOUR LOVED ONES CALL ME, AND WE'LL SET
UP SOME KIND OF SAFE VISIT ON CHRISTMAS EVE.

- OH, AND BE PREPARED
FOR SIDE EFFECTS.
- NAUSEA, FEVER, INSOMNIA.

IN VERY RARE CASES, EUPHORIA,
DREAM STATE, MILD HALLUCINATIONS.

- I'LL TAKE THAT, PLEASE.
- EARLY SYMPTOMS MIMIC
A COMMON COLD.

WHAT IF IT MANIFESTS? FIRST
TREATMENT PROTOCOL INVOLVES...

EXTREMELY PAINFUL INJECTIONS
INTO THE BASE OF THE BRAIN.

YOU KNOW WHAT? I NEVER REALIZED
HOW PRETTY ALL THIS SHINY STUFF IS.

THAT IS SO NOT FAIR.

TOMORROW, I WAS SUPPOSED
TO LEAVE FOR QUEBEC.

YOU WANNA KNOW THE
TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS?

IT'S BEING INSIDE A
300-YEAR-OLD INN...

WITH A FRENCH CANADIAN MASSEUSE
WHEN THERE'S 10 FEET OF SNOW OUTSIDE.

CHRISTMAS IS GOING HOME TO MICHIGAN AND
HEADING INTO THE WOODS WITH YOUR BROTHERS...

TO CUT A 12-FOOT CHRISTMAS TREE,
AND YOU ALL DECORATE IT TOGETHER...

BROTHERS, SISTERS,
NIECES, NEPHEWS.

FORTY PEOPLE WHO ALL LOVE
YOU AND ARE HAPPY TO SEE YOU.

THAT, MY FRIEND, IS THE
TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS.

NAH. I'M GONNA HAVE TO GO
WITH THE MASSEUSE ON THIS ONE.

WHAT ARE THOSE LITTLE TINY
LIGHTS DANCING ON THE CEILING?

FOR THE THIRD TIME, THOSE ARE MINUTE
FIRINGS OF NEURONS ON YOUR OPTIC NERVE...

DUE TO YOUR REACTION TO
THE ANTIFUNGAL COCKTAIL.

WOW. THEY'RE BEAUTIFUL.

YOU ARE STONED, AGENT BOOTH.

OH, GOOD. LET'S HOPE
IT LASTS LONG ENOUGH...

TO KEEP THIS FROM BEING THE
WORST CHRISTMAS OF MY LIFE.

WHAT ARE YOU COMPLAINING
ABOUT? I DON'T LIKE TO BOAST,

BUT I AM THE SPIRIT OF
CHRISTMAS IN MY HOUSE.

I HAVE A WIFE AND TWIN
FIVE-YEAR-OLD DAUGHTERS.

WE HAVE FAMILY TRADITIONS, MOST IMPORTANT
OF WHICH IS BEING TOGETHER FOR CHRISTMAS.

WOW. THEY'RE BEAUTIFUL.

YOU KNOW, I HAVE A KID TOO.

HIS NAME IS PARKER.
HE'S FOUR YEARS OLD.

- HIS MOTHER WOULDN'T MARRY ME,
SO MY PARENTAL RIGHTS ARE...
- VAGUE?

THAT WORD'S JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE
"CHRISTMASIER" THAN WHAT I WAS THINKING.

HE'S A FINE-LOOKING BOY. I
GET HIM PART OF CHRISTMAS DAY.

I GET HIM AN EXCELLENT PRESENT
EVERY YEAR, SOMETHING REALLY COOL.

BUT, UH, THIS YEAR...

YES, THIS YEAR.

WHAT ARE THOSE LITTLE
LIGHTS ON THE CEILING AGAIN?

I KNOW IT'S AGAINST YOUR
NATURE, BUT I NEED YOUR HELP.

FOR WHAT? TO MAKE CHRISTMAS.

WHY? BECAUSE WE'RE THE GIRLS?

YES. WE HAVE TO DECORATE,

AND WE HAVE TO MAKE
OUR OWN SECRET SANTA.

YOU CALLED IT SECRET SATAN
BEFORE. IT'S ALL SO TRAGIC.

A CHEAP WEDDING RING SEWN
INTO HIS SUIT, TWO TICKETS TO PARIS.

IT MAKES YOU WONDER.
WHO WAS THE GIRL?

CAN YOU IMAGINE WHAT
IT WAS LIKE FOR HER...

WAITING AND WONDERING,
NEVER KNOWING WHAT HAPPENED?

- I DON'T HAVE TO IMAGINE.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I'M GONNA
DO FOR CHRISTMAS. GOOD.

THANK YOU. AT LAST,
YOU DECIDE TO TAKE PART.

I'M GONNA SOLVE A MURDER.

BONES, IT'S AFTER MIDNIGHT.

HMM? CHRISTMAS EVE DAY.

BOTH AN EVE AND A DAY.
IT'S A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE.

STILL ENJOYING YOUR
MEDICATION, I SEE.

OKAY. SO WHAT ARE WE LOOKING AT?

THERE ARE TRACES OF LEAD AND NICKEL
IN THE DEAD GUY'S OSTEOLOGICAL PROFILE.

YOU DON'T SEEM TOO UPSET
ABOUT MISSING CHRISTMAS.

INDICATIONS ARE THAT CHRIST, IF HE
EXISTED, WAS BORN IN LATE SPRING,

AND THAT THE CELEBRATION OF HIS BIRTH WAS
SHIFTED TO COINCIDE WITH THE PAGAN RITE...

OF THE WINTER SOLSTICE SO THAT
EARLY CHRISTIANS WEREN'T PERSECUTED.

HMM. WHAT ARE YOU, LIKE,
THE CHRISTMAS KILLER?

IT'S THE TRUTH. IT SOUNDS LIKE THE
TRUTH 'CAUSE IT'S SO RATIONAL, RIGHT?

BUT, YOU KNOW, THE TRUE
TRUTH IS THAT YOU JUST...

YOU HATE CHRISTMAS, SO YOU
JUST SPOUT OUT ALL THESE FACTS...

AND YOU RUIN IT
FOR EVERYONE ELSE.

I RUIN THE TRUE
TRUTH WITH FACTS?

AND YOU RUIN IT FOR THE SQUINT SQUAD
TOO BY MAKING THEM WORK ON A CASE...

ABOUT A GUY WHO'S BEEN SEALED UP
IN A FALLOUT SHELTER FOR 50 YEARS.

HOW WOULD YOU LIKE ME
TO SPEND MY CHRISTMAS?

CHRISTMAS IS THE PERFECT TIME...

TO REEXAMINE YOUR
STANDING WITH, YOU KNOW...

A HELICOPTER PILOT?

OH, RIGHT, RIGHT.

YOU-YOU CAN'T MEASURE THE MAN UPSTAIRS
IN THE BEAKER, SO HE CAN'T POSSIBLY EXIST.

THE MAN UPSTAIRS? MMM.

YOU KNOW, YOU DON'T
KNOW IF YOU'RE SICK,

BUT YOU'RE MORE THAN WILLING
TO TAKE DRUGS JUST IN CASE.

SEEMS TO ME YOU COULD
GIVE THE MAN UPSTAIRS...

THE SAME BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT
THAT YOU DO AN INVISIBLE FUNGUS.

HMM.

IN SOME CASES OF VALLEY FEVER,
SUPPURATING SKIN LESIONS APPEAR.

COULD SOMEONE IN A POSITION OF
RESPONSIBILITY PLEASE ORDER ZACK TO SHUT UP?

COFFEE. COFFEE.

GOOD MORNING, MISS MONTENEGRO.
WHERE'D THIS COME FROM?

UH, HAZMAT TEAM BROUGHT
IT OVER EARLY THIS MORNING.

VERY APPETIZING.
ARE YOU BACK WITH US?

YEAH. THINK SO.

SINCE WE'RE GONNA BE STUCK TOGETHER FOR
CHRISTMAS, WE SHOULD MAKE THE MOST OF IT.

- HOW?
- WE'LL DECORATE THIS PLACE
AND EXCHANGE HANDMADE GIFTS.

AN EXCELLENT IDEA, MISS
MONTENEGRO. I CAN GET BEHIND THAT.

I'M IN. AS AM I.

- HOW ABOUT BONES?
- MMM.
- UH-UH.

COME ON. WHAT'S THE DEAL
WITH BONES AND CHRISTMAS?

LAST NIGHT, I SPUN A LITTLE STORY ABOUT
TWO YOUNG LOVERS RUNNING OFF TO PARIS.

BUT THE MAN NEVER SHOWS UP, AND THE WOMAN
IS LEFT WONDERING WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM.

AND I SAY, "IMAGINE WHAT
THAT MUST'VE BEEN LIKE."

AND BRENNAN SAYS,
"I DON'T HAVE TO."

YEAH. I STILL DON'T GET IT.

- OH, MY GOD.
- WHAT?

BRENNAN'S PARENTS DISAPPEARED
JUST BEFORE CHRISTMAS WHEN SHE WAS 15.

- AND SHE NEVER KNEW
WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM.
- OH, GOD. THAT EXPLAINS A LOT.

MMM, YEAH. YEAH.

- WE NEED A WAY TO CHOOSE
OUR SECRET SANTAS.
- I CAN BUILD A RANDOM GENERATOR.

WOULDN'T IT BE BETTER TO MATCH COMPLEMENTARY
PEOPLE IN A PREMEDITATED MANNER?

I GOT FIVE NUMBERS IN MY HEAD AND FIVE LETTERS.
TELL ME THE NUMBER, I TELL YOU THE LETTER.

WELL, ARE THE LETTERS SEQUENTIAL
OR THE NUMBERS SEQUENTIAL?

- SEQUENTIAL. WE'LL GO IN ORDER
OLDEST TO YOUNGEST.
- SIX.

- THERE'S NO SIX.
- "A" THROUGH "E"
AND ONE THROUGH FIVE?

JUST PICK A NAME.

- AND IF YOU GET YOUR OWN,
PUT IT BACK IN.
- THAT COULD WORK.

YEAH, THAT'S GOOD. GOOD IDEA.

FEDS SEIZED THE HOUSE FROM A
MAN NAMED GIL ADKINS IN THE '60s.

PROCEEDS OF CRIME FROM FENCING,
DEALING IN JEWELS, STOLEN ART.

ADKINS BUILT THE
FALLOUT SHELTER IN '51.

HE SEALED IT IN
'58. HE DIED IN '83.

WHAT DO YOU GOT? UH, NOTHING
MUCH SPECIAL ABOUT OUR VICTIM.

YOU KNOW ABOUT THE TOUPEE?

BELOW AVERAGE HEIGHT, BELOW
AVERAGE WEIGHT, A LITTLE FRAIL.

HAD A BAD BACK. HE HAD A
HUNCH, MAYBE FROM PAPERWORK.

YEAH. SO BASICALLY, A WIMP.

CONTENTS OF HIS POCKETS.
COMPASS, PEN KNIFE, SOME CHANGE.

I GOT GOODMAN FOR THIS SECRET SANTA
THING, AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO GET...

ANTHROPOLOGICALLY SPEAKING, GIFTS ARE
A WAY OF ASSERTING DOMINANCE IN A GROUP.

NOW, IMAGINE AN ENTIRE HOLIDAY
DEVOTED TO SELF-PROMOTION,

ESPECIALLY IN THIS
MATERIALISTIC CULTURE.

HOW CAN YOU EXPECT ME TO GET
BEHIND THAT? HOW CAN YOU GET BEHIND IT?

WOW. THAT'S DEEP. IT'S A
VERY DEEP PILE OF CRAP.

YOU CAME TO ME WITH INFORMATION
THIS MORNING, A PEACE OFFERING.

BUT IT WAS TO MAKE YOU FEEL
BETTER, NOT ME. PROVES MY POINT.

ANY IDEA WHAT THIS IS?

- NO.
- ME NEITHER. TRY DR. GOODMAN.

YOU KNOW, BONES, YOU MAKE IT VERY,
VERY HARD FOR ME TO BE NICE TO YOU.

WE HAVE TO BE
EXTREMELY CREATIVE.

MAYBE STRING A BUNCH OF TEST TUBES TOGETHER,
FILL THEM WITH LUMINESCENT LIQUIDS.

NICE. VERY FESTIVE. IT'LL
PROBABLY GIVE US CANCER.

THAT WOULD BE FITTING THIS
CHRISTMAS. TIDINGS OF JOY, GENTLEMEN.

TIDINGS OF JOY. DECORATIONS
DO NOT A CHRISTMAS MAKE.

- FAMILY AND FRIENDS
MAKE CHRISTMAS.
- WE'RE FRIENDS.

OR NOT FRIENDS.

WE ARE COLLEAGUES,
FRIENDS, COWORKERS, YES.

BUT FOR A FATHER LIKE
MYSELF, LIKE AGENT BOOTH,

A FEW TEST TUBES DON'T MAKE UP FOR
MISSING CHRISTMAS WITH THE CHILDREN.

EXCUSE ME? BE KIND. REWIND.

BOOTH HAS A KID? AH.

WELL, NOT COMMON
KNOWLEDGE, I GATHER.

I, UH, SEE YOU'VE DECIDED TO
HELP DR. BRENNAN WITH THE CASE.

YOU KNOW, IF ANGELA'S
RIGHT, SURE. WHY NOT?

I MEAN,

A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR BONES.

CALL IT CHRISTMAS SPIRIT.

MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY. UM...

I THOUGHT I MIGHT TAKE A LOOK AT THE
CONTENTS OF THE SUITCASE WITH YOU.

WHY? IT BEATS COBBLING
TOGETHER CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS...

OUT OF PIPETTES AND
GRADUATED CYLINDERS.

NO, I MEAN, WHAT MAKES YOU
QUALIFIED TO LOOK AT CLUES?

WELL, I'M AN ARCHAEOLOGIST.
I'M GOOD WITH ARTIFACTS.

DO YOU MIND? NO.

ARCHAEOLOGIST? I THOUGHT YOU WERE AN
ADMINISTRATOR. I DIDN'T START OUT THAT WAY.

HE WAS FASTIDIOUS.

EVERYTHING NEATLY FOLDED
AS THOUGH BY A TRAINED VALET.

THIS MAN WAS BY
NO MEANS WEALTHY.

ALL THE CLOTHING IS
WELL USED AND MENDED.

YEAH, "BLACKMAN AND BALL,
FINE TAILORS, WASHINGTON D.C."

THE REST OF HIS CLOTHES ARE ALL
LABELED FROM TULSA, OKLAHOMA.

HUH.

FEMALE HANDWRITING.
HOW'D YOU GET THAT?

AFTER CUNEIFORM,
HANDWRITING IS A SNAP.

- "DEAREST LIONEL."
- NO ENVELOPES,
NO RETURN ADDRESS.

NO SIGNATURE EITHER.
JUST THIS DRAWING OF A LEAF.

IT SEEMS TO BE DATED
FROM THE SUMMER OF 1957...

THROUGH TO EARLY WINTER OF 1958.

WITH YOUR PERMISSION,
I'LL READ THESE? YEAH.

BONES THOUGHT YOU MIGHT
KNOW WHAT, UH, THIS IS HERE.

OH. HEY, REBECCA.

YEAH, THANKS FOR CALLING. YOU
HEARD WHAT HAPPENED, RIGHT?

- SEEMS TO BE
SOME KIND OF A POUCH.
- YOU DON'T HAVE TO SEE ME.

SID AGREED TO BRING HIM BY.

DON'T MAKE ME BEG.

THANK YOU.

- EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT?
- YEAH.

PUPARIA SHOW LIONEL HAD VALLEY
FEVER. WE SORT OF KNEW THAT.

WOW. WAS THAT A SHOT?
BECAUSE I APOLOGIZED.

GOODMAN DOESN'T GET TO SEE HIS
FAMILY. ZACK DOESN'T GET TO SEE HIS KIDS.

BOOTH DOESN'T
GET TO SEE HIS SON.

AT LEAST I'M AN ACCIDENTAL GRINCH. ALL
DUE RESPECT, YOU'RE THE GRINCH ON PURPOSE.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT
YOU'RE SAYING TO ME.

THE GRINCH IS A WELL-KNOWN CREATION
OF A CHILDREN'S AUTHOR NAMED DR. SEUSS.

LISTEN, I GOT ANGELA FOR MY SECRET
SANTA THING, AND WHAT I WANNA DO...

IS BLOW UP A MICROSCOPIC IMAGERY OF
THE TOXIC MOLD STACHYBOTRYS CHARTARUM,

BECAUSE I KNOW SHE'S VERY
INTERESTED IN FRACTAL IMAGERY.

I THOUGHT THAT MIGHT APPEAL TO
HER AESTHETICALLY. DO YOU AGREE?

I'M NOT REALLY WHO YOU WANNA TALK
TO ABOUT GIFTS. WAIT... BOOTH HAS A KID?

YOU DIDN'T KNOW? NO.

I WASN'T THE ONE WHO TOLD YOU.

FALL, 1958.

HEAVYWEIGHT SUIT, KIND
OF SMALL, WOOL, BLACK.

FIRST NAME LIONEL.
THAT'S ALL I GOT.

THANKS. I APPRECIATE IT. YOU KNOW,
IT BEING CHRISTMAS EVE AND ALL.

I'LL HOLD. LIONEL HAD A
SUIT HERE MADE IN TOWN.

THE TAILOR SHOP. IT STILL
EXISTS. HIS GRANDSON OWNS IT.

BUT GET THIS. THEY
KEPT THE RECORDS.

WE MAY BE ABLE TO FIND CAREFUL
LIONEL'S LAST NAME. CAREFUL LIONEL?

YEAH. LITTLE GUY, TOUPEE,
DRANK A VITAMIN TONIC,

CARRIED HIS OWN COMPASS,
ALL OF HIS STUFF JUST SO.

CAREFUL LIONEL. WHAT
WAS HE SO WORRIED ABOUT?

WELL, CONSIDERING HOW HE
ENDED UP... YOU HAVE A SON?

YEAH. YOU'VE NEVER
MENTIONED THAT.

NOTHING BRINGS PEOPLE TOGETHER
LIKE A CHRISTMAS LUNG FUNGUS.

YES. THAT'S GREAT.

WHEN? GREAT. THANK
YOU. MERRY CHRISTMAS.

LIONEL LITTLE. OKAY, HE PICKED UP
HIS NEW SUIT ON NOVEMBER 7, 1958.

HE PAID CASH. HE WAS SUPPOSED TO
COME BACK THE NEXT DAY FOR A SHIRT.

HE NEVER SHOWED UP. IT
WAS HIS WEDDING SHIRT.

WHOA. BLESS YOU.

UH-OH. IS THAT VALLEY FEVER?

BONES.

SO IF LIONEL WAS
A COIN COLLECTOR,

THAT MIGHT EXPLAIN THE LEVELS
OF LEAD AND NICKEL IN HIS BONE.

WHEN DO THEY INSERT THE
NEEDLE INTO YOUR BRAIN?

I SNEEZED BECAUSE THE AIR
IS DRY. IT'S NOT VALLEY FEVER.

ANY OTHER SYMPTOMS? HEADACHE?

ANY FOUL-SMELLING
PUSTULES ON YOUR SHINS?

LOOK, SHE SNEEZED TWICE. THAT'S IT. YOU
FIND ANYTHING ELSE ABOUT THE LETTERS?

QUITE A LOT, YES. THEY ARE VERY,
VERY PASSIONATE LOVE LETTERS.

- CAREFUL LIONEL
HAD A GIRLFRIEND.
- A GIRLFRIEND IN TROUBLE.

"PREGNANT" IN TROUBLE? APPARENTLY,
CAREFUL LIONEL WASN'T SO CAREFUL.

MARRY A PREGNANT GIRL IN
OKLAHOMA IN THE LATE '50s?

YOU SUPPOSE LIONEL CAME UP
HERE TO PROCURE AN ABORTION?

THIS ISN'T A VERY "CHRISTMAS
EVE" TYPE STORY. OF COURSE IT IS.

THE WHOLE CHRIST MYTH IS BUILT
UPON THE TRAVAILS OF AN UNWED MOTHER.

CAN WE JUST STOP BRINGING UP
THE WHOLE CHRIST MYTH THING?

SOME PEOPLE BELIEVE IT'S
MORE THAN JUST A MYTH.

- WELL, WHO BESIDES YOU?
- THAT WOULD BE ME, DR. BRENNAN. I'M A DEACON AT MY CHURCH.

I DO. CHRISTMAS
AND EASTER, ANYWAY.

ALTHOUGH I BELIEVE
ORGANIZED RELIGION...

IS JUST ANOTHER POLITICAL MOVEMENT
DESIGNED TO CONTROL THE MASSES,

IT DOESN'T MEAN
GOD DOESN'T LOVE ME.

HEY, I'M A RATIONAL EMPIRICIST ALL THE
WAY, UNLESS YOU TALK TO MY MOTHER.

THEN I'M LUTHERAN.

I CAN UNDERSTAND WHY YOU'D BE SENSITIVE,
BOOTH. YOU HAVE A CHILD OUT OF WEDLOCK.

- SWEETIE.
- WHAT?

UM, THE LETTERS DISPLAY A
COMBINATION OF BOTH BLOCK AND CURSIVE.

A COMBINATION OF
PRINTING AND WRITING?

IT WOULD INDICATE SHE MAY HAVE LEFT
SCHOOL SOMETIME IN THE SECOND GRADE.

MOST WHITE CHILDREN IN THOSE DAYS WOULD
ATTAIN AT LEAST AN EIGHTH GRADE EDUCATION.

- SHE WAS AFRICAN-AMERICAN?
- I BELIEVE SO, YES.

- IS THERE ANY WAY LIONEL
WAS AN AFRICAN-AMERICAN?
- NO, HE'S DEFINITELY CAUCASIAN.

A WHITE MAN AND A PREGNANT
BLACK GIRL IN 1958 OKLAHOMA.

- THAT WAS BAD?
- IT WAS ILLEGAL.

- IN OKLAHOMA?
- NOT JUST OKLAHOMA. HERE IN D.C.

- THEN WHY COME HERE?
- THEY WERE RUNNING AWAY.

LIONEL HAD TWO TICKETS TO
PARIS. I MEAN, WHERE ELSE IN 1958...

COULD A WHITE MAN AND A BLACK
WOMAN GET MARRIED AND LIVE TOGETHER?

VISITING HOURS,
FOLKS. WHO'S FIRST?

WELL, AS DIRECTOR OF THIS
INSTITUTION, I CLAIM THAT RIGHT.

OKAY, BRIEF ANNOUNCEMENT.
YOU GUYS MIGHT RECOGNIZE MY DAD,

BUT I DON'T REALLY WANNA
TALK ABOUT IT, SO THANKS.

OKAY? THAT'S ALL.

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YOU LIKE IT?

IT'S VERY BEAUTIFUL.
IT'S NOT DONE YET.

WE CAN PUT OUR PRESENTS
UNDER THERE, AND WE CAN...

YOU THINK IT'S STUPID. NO, ANGE.

WHAT WERE YOUR CHRISTMAS PLANS?

MY DAD AND I GET
TOGETHER SOMEWHERE QUIET,

EXCHANGE GIFTS,
JUST THE TWO OF US.

SINCE I WAS A KID, GETTING SOME TIME
ALONE WITH MY DAD WAS ALWAYS DIFFICULT.

SO WHAT IS IT WITH
YOU AND GIFTS ANYWAY?

I KNOW YOUR PARENTS
DISAPPEARED JUST BEFORE CHRISTMAS.

MY BROTHER RUSS WAS 19,
AND WE WERE STILL IN THE HOUSE.

THAT MUST'VE BEEN STRANGE.

RUSS FOUND OUR PRESENTS
IN MY PARENTS' ROOM.

AND CHRISTMAS EVE,
WHEN I WAS ASLEEP,

HE SNUCK DOWN AND
MADE CHRISTMAS...

TRYING TO DO THE
RIGHT THING FOR ME.

CHRISTMAS FOR HIS LITTLE SISTER.

BUT WHEN I CAME DOWN AND SAW
THE LIGHTS AND THE PRESENTS...

YOU THOUGHT YOUR
PARENTS WERE BACK.

I JUST EXPECTED TO
SEE THEM SITTING THERE...

DRINKING THEIR COFFEE, WATCHING
RUSS AND ME OPEN OUR PRESENTS.

- OH, MY GOD.
- I KIND OF LOST IT.

I REFUSED TO OPEN THE
PRESENTS UNTIL THEY CAME BACK.

IT WAS LIKE I TOLD RUSS HE
WASN'T ENOUGH FAMILY FOR ME.

BEFORE NEW YEAR'S, HE
WENT OUT WEST TO WORK,

AND I WAS IN THE FOSTER SYSTEM.

EXCUSE ME. WE HAVE
LIONEL'S MISSING PERSONS FILE.

THE TREE IS REALLY,
REALLY BEAUTIFUL, ANGE.

REALLY.

LIONEL LITTLE WAS BORN MAY
19, 1934 IN TULSA, OKLAHOMA.

TWENTY-FOUR YEARS
OLD. FITS THE REMAINS.

ACCORDING TO THE MISSING PERSONS REPORT
LODGED BY HIS BOSS IN JANUARY OF 1960,

LIONEL LITTLE WORKED
AS A LEASE INSPECTOR...

FOR SILVER CLOUD PETROLEUM
OUT OF TULSA, OKLAHOMA.

BASICALLY, AN ACCOUNTANT.
YEAH. YOU KNOW WHAT?

YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT LIONEL'S COIN
COLLECTION. WHEN LIONEL VANISHED,

SO DID MOST OF HIS
EXTENSIVE COIN COLLECTION.

- THAT WAS ATTACHED TO THE FILE.
- DID THE COINS EVER SHOW UP?

YEAH. THROUGH D.C., MARYLAND,
VIRGINIA, PENNSYLVANIA.

THE SALES WERE
TRACED TO GIL ADKINS.

YEAH, HE MADE OUT ABOUT
$8,000 SELLING THOSE COINS.

ADKINS KILLED LIONEL
FOR A COIN COLLECTION?

$8,000 IN 1958 TRANSLATES
TO ROUGHLY $64,000.

CAREFUL LIONEL GETS A
YOUNG BLACK GIRL PREGNANT.

HE SELLS HIS COIN COLLECTION SO HE CAN MOVE
THEM TO PARIS AND THEY CAN LIVE TOGETHER.

HMM. HE OFFERS THE
COINS FOR SALE TO ADKINS,

WHO FIGURES IT WOULD BE EASIER TO KILL
THE COUNTRY BUMPKIN AND STEAL THE COINS.

ALSO, UM, THE LAST
PERSON TO SEE LIONEL...

WAS A WOMAN WHO CLEANED
HIS OFFICE, IVY GILLESPIE.

WHAT'S THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THAT?

DOES THIS LOOK LIKE
AN IVY LEAF TO YOU?

NEGRO.

OH, MY GOD. YOU
HAVE TO FIND HER.

- IVY.
- IVY GILLESPIE
MAY NOT EVEN BE ALIVE.

AND IF SHE IS, THIS COULD BE A REMINDER
OF AN EXTREMELY PAINFUL TIME OF HER LIFE.

- WHAT WOULD WE ACCOMPLISH?
- YOU HAVE TO FIND THE GIRL
AND TELL HER WHAT YOU KNOW.

DON'T YOU SEE? YOU CAN GIVE HER
THE ANSWER THAT YOU NEVER GOT.

- ANGELA...
- I'M SORRY, SWEETIE,
BUT IT'S TRUE.

YOU HAVE A CHANCE HERE.

TO SAY WHAT? MERRY
CHRISTMAS, IVY GILLESPIE.

YOUR FIANCÉ WAS MURDERED,
AND YOUR LIFE WAS RUINED.

BUT, HEY, AT LEAST YOU GET TO
KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM.

DON'T YOU WISH SOMEBODY
HAD SAID THAT TO YOU?

YES.

I REALIZE IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE, BUT IT'S EXTREMELY
IMPORTANT THAT I FIND MISS IVY GILLESPIE.

WE KNOW THAT SHE WAS A CLEANING
LADY AT THE SILVER CLOUD PETROLEUM...

IN 1958 AND 1959.

AFTER THAT, WE DON'T KNOW. I
WOULDN'T INTERRUPT YOUR CHRISTMAS,

EXCEPT THIS IS VERY, VERY
IMPORTANT TO A FRIEND OF MINE.

I DON'T WANNA TAKE
TIME FROM YOUR FAMILY,

BUT I HAVE EXTREMELY IMPORTANT NEWS
FOR MISS GILLESPIE REGARDING A LOVED ONE.

DO YOU HAVE AN ADDRESS OR
PLACE OF WORK OR ANYTHING?

I'VE MADE DOZENS OF CALLS THIS EVENING
IN AN EFFORT TO TRACK THIS WOMAN DOWN.

IT'S THAT IMPORTANT.

ASSISTED LIVING? IS HER
LAST NAME STILL GILLESPIE?

YES. YES. MERRY
CHRISTMAS TO YOU TOO.

HELLO? YES, I WAS WONDERING
IF YOU COULD TELL ME...

IF YOU HAVE ANY GUESTS
THERE, FIRST NAME IVY,

BORN JANUARY 21, 1934?

SHE'D BE AFRICAN-AMERICAN.

YES, I APOLOGIZE. I SHOULD'VE
STARTED WITH "MERRY CHRISTMAS."

UH, DATE OF BIRTH IS JANUARY
21, 1934. SHE'S AFRICAN-AMERICAN.

YES, IVY. HER NAME
IS STILL GILLESPIE.

YES, IF HER GRANDDAUGHTER'S
RIGHT THERE...

YES, HELLO. I'M
DR. TEMPERANCE BRENNAN...

FROM THE JEFFERSONIAN
INSTITUTION IN D.C.

I HAVE INFORMATION THAT MIGHT BE
VERY INTERESTING TO YOUR GRANDMOTHER.

I CAN BE REACHED THROUGH THE
MEDICO-LEGAL LAB HERE AT THE JEFFERSONIAN.

AND TELL HER MERRY CHRISTMAS.

YOU FOUND IVY GILLESPIE.

IN AN ASSISTED LIVING FACILITY NEAR
BETHESDA. I SPOKE TO HER GRANDDAUGHTER.

THANK YOU.

SHE MIGHT NOT GET
IN TOUCH WITH US.

- SHE WILL.
- BECAUSE IT'S CHRISTMAS?

YES.

- DID YOU FIND SOMETHING?
- TWO THINGS THAT FIT TOGETHER.

- ANGELA SENT ME. SHE SAYS IT'S CHRISTMAS.
- OKAY.

YOU STILL THINK THERE'S MORE TO LEARN
ABOUT LIONEL LITTLE AND IVY GILLESPIE?

THERE'S ALWAYS MORE TO LEARN.

HEY.

I'M SORRY YOU DIDN'T GET CHRISTMAS
MORNING WITH YOUR LITTLE BOY.

THANKS.

GOOD. OKAY, EVERYBODY.

STAND OVER HERE.

CLOSE YOUR EYES.

OPEN YOUR EYES.

MERRY CHRISTMAS.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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- WELL DONE, MONTENEGRO!
- MERRY CHRISTMAS.

WOW.

WOW.

LOOK AT ALL THESE GIFTS. WE SHOULD BE
DRINKING EGGNOG WHILE WE'RE DOING THIS.

I WONDER WHAT THIS IS.

OH, MY GOD. IT'S BEAUTIFUL.

- WHAT IS IT?
- IT'S PRETTIER IF
YOU DON'T KNOW THE DETAILS.

THAT IS BEAUTIFUL. THANK YOU.

I WONDER WHAT IT IS.

OH. WHAT DID YOU GET?

- VERY IMPRESSIVE.
- WHOA!

- YOU MADE THIS?
- YEAH.

- THANK YOU.
- I'M NEXT.

- IT'S FROM ME.
- WOW.

IT'S MY FAMILY... AND ME.

- THANK YOU.
- YOU'RE WELCOME.

- ARABARA SASSAR.
- A SACRED SCARAB.

THAT IS EXCELLENTLY
RENDERED, SIR. THANK YOU.

THAT'S COOL. YOU'RE
VERY WELCOME.

WOW. ZACK, THAT'S, UH...

SELF-PROPELLED,
NONAUTONOMIC UNIT.

- IT'S A ROBOT.
- OH.

I THOUGHT IF WE GET OUT OF HERE IN
TIME TODAY, YOU COULD GIVE IT TO YOUR SON.

MERRY CHRISTMAS.

- OH, ZACK.
- THANKS A LOT.

YOU'RE WELCOME.

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LISTEN, BONES, HERE'S THE THING. WHAT IF A
GIFT GOES BOTH WAYS? WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT?

- LOOK AT THIS.
- YEAH, IT'S A PENNY.

IT'S NOT JUST A PENNY. IT'S A
1943 BRONZE ONE-CENT PIECE.

ALL I'M SAYING IS MAYBE THE REAL GIFT IS WHEN
YOU ACCEPT SOMETHING WITH A LITTLE GRACE.

OVER A BILLION PENNIES
WERE MINTED IN 1943,

MOST OF THEM IN STEEL TO
CONSERVE COPPER FOR WORLD WAR II.

BUT A HANDFUL WERE STRUCK IN
AN OLD STYLE BRONZE PLANCHETTE.

ONLY ABOUT 12 OF
THEM EXIST TODAY.

WHOA. AND THIS IS ONE OF 'EM?

- YES.
- HUH. HOW MUCH IS IT WORTH?

OVER $100,000.

LIONEL NEVER SHOWED GIL ADKINS
THE BEST PART OF HIS COLLECTION.

ADKINS MURDERED HIM, NEVER KNEW
THERE WAS A FORTUNE IN HIS POCKET.

WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE CAREFUL
LIONEL GOT THE LAST LAUGH.

READY? IT'S TIME FOR
OUR TEST RESULTS.

GREEN. GREEN. IS
THAT GREEN AS IN "GO,"

OR GREEN AS "STICK A
NEEDLE IN YOUR BRAIN"?

MERRY CHRISTMAS.

YES!

WE ARE OUTTA HERE!
MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE.

GO. GO HAVE CHRISTMAS.

WISH YOUR BOY MERRY
CHRISTMAS FOR ME.

I'M AT WONG FOO'S IF YOU
DECIDE YOU WANT COMPANY.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, BONES.

EXCUSE ME?

HI. MY NAME IS LISA PEARCE,

AND THIS IS MY
GRANDMOTHER, IVY GILLESPIE.

- ARE YOU DR. BRENNAN?
- YES.

I GAVE BIRTH TO A HALF-WHITE
CHILD IN OKLAHOMA, 1960.

LIONEL'S DAUGHTER. RAISED
HER MYSELF. NO EDUCATION.

I GOT HER TO COLLEGE.
SHE DIED EIGHT YEARS AGO.

AND GRANDMA
RAISED ME AFTER THAT.

HER MOTHER WAS A NURSE,
AND LISA'S GONNA BE A DOCTOR.

GRANDMA, I CAN'T AFFORD COLLEGE.

SO LIONEL WAS MURDERED?

IN 1959, YES, BY A
MAN NAMED GIL ADKINS.

AND YOU CAN FIGURE THAT
OUT ALL THIS TIME LATER?

HE HAD THESE.

OH...

TICKETS TO PARIS.

GRANDMA, ISN'T THAT WHAT HE
PROMISED YOU? A LIFE IN FRANCE?

I THOUGHT THE WORST OF HIM.

THANK YOU, DR. BRENNAN.

I HAVE SOMETHING EVEN BETTER.

WELL, WHAT COULD BE BETTER?

YOU'VE GIVEN ME BACK MY LIFE.

IT'S A PENNY.

THERE'S SOMETHING YOU
OUGHTA KNOW ABOUT THAT PENNY.

DRINKS? AH, YES.

CHRISTMAS SPIRITS, WELL,
THEY COME IN MANY A GUISE.

CHEERS. AH!

IVY GILLESPIE CAME TO THE LAB...

AFTER YOU LEFT WITH
HER GRANDDAUGHTER.

MM-HMM. DON'T YOU WANNA
KNOW WHAT HAPPENED?

I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED. YOU
TOLD HER ABOUT CAREFUL LIONEL.

YOU SHOWED HER THE LETTERS,

THE TICKETS, AND SHE CRIED,
BUT YOU MADE HER HAPPY.

NOT TO MENTION I GAVE HER
A PENNY WORTH OVER $100,000.

SHE WON'T CARE ABOUT THAT
TODAY. YOU JUST GAVE SOMEBODY...

THE BEST CHRISTMAS
GIFT THEY COULD EVER GET.

WHO'S THE SECRET
SANTA NOW? STOP.

WHOA.

AND THAT WEIRDO ASSISTANT OF YOURS
JUST MADE ME THE COOLEST DAD IN THE WORLD.

DADDY!

COME ON! DADDY!

HEY, LOOK. LOOK AT THIS THING.

CAN IT FLIP? HOW COOL.
IT CAN FLIP, TRIP, SWIM.

WHATEVER YOU WANT. CAN YOU SAY
"MERRY CHRISTMAS"? MERRY CHRISTMAS.

OKAY, BIG GUY.

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WHAT'S THAT MEAN?