Bones (2005–2017): Season 7, Episode 2 - The Hot Dog in the Competition - full transcript

Dixie ex-con Finn Abernathy, a genius, joins the team and impresses even Bones. He has to face hard questions about his past and morality but soon bonds with initially hostile Hodges. The ...

Mr. Sedlak!

Mr. Sedlak?

You're eight days late with the rent.

Just because I'm the new super...

doesn't mean I won't heave
your sorry ass out the window...

if I have a mind to.


What a slob!


Someone's not getting
their security deposit back.

How did you complete
your undergraduate degree in two years...

while confined to
a juvenile detention facility?

[Southern Accent] Some people
are born with a knack for shootin'.

Some singin'. Me?
[Clicks Tongue]

I got a knack for thinkin'.
Simple as that.

[Chuckles] You graduated top of your
university class when you were 16.

You'll have a doctorate
by the time you're 20.

There is nothing simple about that.

And you're sure I'm clear to work here?

After such a kindness, I don't wanna
get no one in trouble on my account.

I spoke to your parole officer
in North Carolina.

Your record is officially expunged
and sealed forever.

- So it's no problem.
- I cannot thank you enough, Dr. Saroyan.

Ah, the pleasure's mine. I'm the one
that's getting a brilliant new intern.

Well, I'm just a simple country boy...

tryin' to put one foot
in front of the other, ma'am.

Well, put on this simple lab coat and you
can help me prep the forensic platform.

All right.

[Device Beeps]


- [Device Beeps]
- [Woman] Running it right now.


There are multiple lacerations
to the ribs.

Yeah. That'll happen
when you're thrown through a terrarium.

I gotcha.
Skin as smooth as a baby's bottom.

Looks like Dr. Evil's hat.

Yeah. I'll analyze their scat
back at the lab.

That sounds exciting.
Okay, so, what do we got here, Bones?

The victim is a female. Early 30s.

It appears death was caused
by the L1 vertebra being punctured...

severing the posterior
spinal vein and arteries.

Dr. Brennan, you sure you don't want
a chair? The way you're squatting...

I'm worried that little guy in there
is gonna just drop right out.

Thank you, but my uterus
and cervical plug are quite healthy.

Also, I'm not having a boy. It's a girl.

Having a girl- Excuse me?

Well, the- the fetus growing
inside my womb has female genitalia.

You guys are having a girl?
That is so awesome.

Okay, you know what?
Just wait one second.

Can I just have a little word
with you here?

You're guessing, right,
what we're having?

No. I had an ultrasound
at the doctor's this morning.

- Are you displeased with the results?
- No!

I'm thrilled. But you can't just spring
something like that on me in public.

Why didn't you tell me that
you had a doctor's appointment?

Ultrasounds are poorly pixilated
and in black and white.

You only like movies that are in color.

I would've loved this movie. It would've
been my favorite movie of all time.

I'm sorry. I had no idea that our child's
genitals were so important to you.

Bones, I am the father, you see.

All right, you know,
I can't deal with this right now.

We'll talk about it later.

Okay, so, victim here
is a female. Correct?

Yes. Should I have told you that
in private as well?

[Chuckles] That's good.
Let's just keep pressing forward.

Okay, so the registered tenant
was a Mr. Sedlak.

He can't be located,
so this is definitely not the tenant.

And why did the rats only eat half of her?

Well, since they're hairless, the rats need to
stay warm under the terrarium's U.V. Iights.

The rats were just food
for the real tenant-

Python regius.

It appears that our slithering friend has
found another warm and cozy hiding spot.

Well, it's very possible that the python
consumed some evidence...

which we will need to retrieve.

Right. Hodgins, you find the snake.

- Bones, you take the body
back to the Jeffersonian.
- What are you gonna do?

Well, it's not really important that we
share every detail of our day, now, is it?

I agree. For a moment, I thought
you didn't understand.


[Device Beeping]

Mr. Abernathy, a few observations...

so that I may judge your ability
with a real set of remains.

Yes, ma'am.

Uh, the victim is a female.

Normally I would say
late 20s to early 30s.

But in this case, I would say 30 to 31...

based on the sternal rib ends-
smooth, only a few pores-

sharp rim edge irregularly contoured,
zero projections.

That in conjuncture with a barely discernible
fusion line at the medial clavicle...

gives us precise age.

As for injuries, cursory examination
shows sharp force trauma...

present on the ribs, posterior ulna...

humerus and supraspinous fossa.

It's all consistent with being thrown through
annealed rather than tempered glass.

Uh, said glass approximately
six millimeters in thickness...

judging by the shards
protruding from the scapula.

A promising start.

Dr. Saroyan?

Uh, sure. 'Cause who wouldn't
wanna follow that act?

Well, uh, feeding activity...

on the lower half of the body
was isolated...

Ieaving this entire portion
almost fully intact...

including much of
the small intestine and-

Whoa! Did you guys see that?

Uh, peristalsis
due to abdominal distention?

Except the victim has no abdomen.

Oh, God! Get it out of here!

Oh, God. I hate snakes.

- Dr. Hodgins?
- [Saroyan] Somebody kill that thing.

You can come back to the lab.

We discovered the warm place
where the python was hiding.

Oh, I gotta say, ma'am...

this is the best damn job ever.

- [Device Beeps]
- So, I hear Finn saved you
from having a heart attack.

Yes, he's quite handy with serpents.

Even Dr. Brennan was impressed.

Really? It's rare for her...

to trust a new intern to work solo.

Well, I'll, uh- I'll try to do her proud.

Seriously? "Do her proud"?

Yes, sir.


What exactly did you do...

to wind up in juvie
for three years anyway?

Dr. Hodgins, we have work to do.

Yeah. It's an innocent question.

No need to worry, Dr. Hodgins.

A few mistakes when I was a sprout.

But now I'm as honest as the sunshine
on the back of a honey bee.

Why is that honest?

There's a lot of masticated
food in the teeth. A lot.

Oh, wow. It looks like she was eating from
a trough just before she died.

Okay. I'll floss and see if l
find anything interesting.

The victim's mandibular fossa
is unusually shallow...

allowing for
the condylar process to slip.

I mean, this lady's jaw
could unhinge itself, like a python.

She could swallow anything.

Excuse me.

Well, I'm confused, Finn.

No one spends three years in juvie
for hot-wiring a tractor.

Dr. Hodgins.

I reckon he has a right to know.
I did some joyridin'.

Uh, mailbox baseball.

I borrowed a few things
from the grocery I shouldn't have.

Look, I ain't proud of it, sir.

But now I'm proud to be able
to assist y'all in whatever way I can.

Okay then.

Well, I reckon I'd best go look
and see what we found in the teeth.

- [Clicks Tongue]
- [Chuckles]

- I'm so sorry, Finn.
- No problem, ma'am.

But there is something here
that is as odd as my cousin Bobby.

We have an extra bone,
and it's the victim's...

- 'cause it's covered in her scar tissue.
- An extra bone?

It must be due to Fibrodysplasia
ossificanus progressiva.

You know, the disorder
that causes muscle and tissue to ossify.

But I'd sure feel better
if Dr. Brennan took a look-see.

[Booth] So, the original leaseholder,
Gerald Sedlak...

has been living in Cleveland
for four years.

- I don't understand.
- Well, the apartment, it's rent controlled.

So when he moved out,
he just sold his key to the next tenant.

Who posed as Sedlak
for the cheap rent.

That's a good move in this economy.

- Who was it?
- We're not sure.

But there have been seven tenants
all registered under Sedlak...

the last one being a female,
but she kept to herself.

And you want to see if I can give a profile
based on her personal effects?

That's right. I want you
to use your Jedi mind powers.

- I like it when you call me a Jedi.
- Well, most kids do.

Oh, hey, congratulations, by the way.

- I hear you're having a girl.
- How did you know?

I ran into Dr. Brennan this morning.

She was leaving the doctor.
Why? Is it a secret?

Obviously not.

She's probably hired
a skywriter to tell the world.

Is there something I should know?

Hmm. Yeah. Who the victim is.

Well, I mean...

she has virtually no personal effects...

no- no photos on the wall.

- Was there any mail?
- No, no mail.

There's not much to go on here.

There's a couch, a kitchen table.

And the python.

No home would be complete
without a python.

True. Very true.

It says here that the neighbors
who did see the victim...

described her as extremely attractive.

She was seen multiple times
with very fat men.

Prostitutes sometimes keep a separate place
to conduct their, you know, business.

And snakes are often seen as sexual.

Maybe one of the clients
got a little too excited?

[Device Beeps]

Oh, good Lord.

And you wonder why
nobody ever visits you.

Which makes it doubly odd
that you're here.

I'm here 'cause someone needs
to knock some sense into you, ch?rie.

What were you thinking,
bringing a criminal into this lab?

Caroline, I've already
had this conversation once today.

Finn has no criminal record.

He did, until two days ago
when he turned 18 and it was expunged.

You should have talked to me
before you hired him.

Why should I discuss with a federal
prosecutor who I hire in my lab?

Tell me, what happens when a defense
attorney questions the integrity of this lab...

because we have a teenage miscreant
handling evidence?

So you think that this young man...

brilliant by even
Dr. Brennan's standards...

should be condemned forever
because of some youthful indiscretions?

Sometimes life isn't fair.

But I don't have to help it along.

He deserves a chance,
and I'm gonna give it to him.

Now, unless you would like to help...

I have some work to do.



- I'm not killing that snake.
- This ain't me askin'. You understand?

It's not "ain't." It's "isn't."

This is the Jeffersonian,
not a fishin' hole.

I appreciate you're agitated,
but Dr. Saroyan insists.

See, when we x-rayed our little friend
here, we found a rat inside.

And inside that rat
a distal phalanx from the victim.

We need to get that bone before the
snake's digestive juices gets to it.

Well, maybe someone of legal
drinking age...

can figure out how to read that X-ray...

without killing an innocent python.

- Is everything okay?
- No. It's not.

I only just gave him a new home.

He's got bamboo climbing branches...

and artificial plants...

his own hiding box.

Well, everyone has to make sacrifices,
Dr. Hodgins...

and it's time for that python to make his.

You know, growin' up, I kept myself
a few snakes, so I might be able-

Wonderful. Opie, really.

However, the adults who can
speak properly, we're talkin' now.

Excuse me, sir, but elocution
was not on my application.

And it doesn't seem to
bother anybody else here how I talk.

So I'm getting the feeling you're
just doing it to make me feel bad...

'cause I'm different than ya.

Which right now
is making me feel pretty glad.

But just because we speak different...

don't mean we can't
understand one another.

After all, we both speak science.

And that's all that's important
in here, right?

Ooh, snap!

Now, let's get this over with...

and kill the vile, slimy,
soulless creature and get that finger.

His metabolism is very slow.

Okay, we've got two hours before
there's any damage to that distal phalanx.

Give me the two hours.


Look at that face.

Two hours.

After that-
[Clicks Tongue]

Got any good ideas?

I reviewed your notes,
which are thorough and excellent...

except for your conclusion...

concerning... this bone.

Well, it fits the profile...

for Fibrodysplasia
ossificanus progressiva.

A rare and fascinating disorder.

However, in our search
for the extraordinary...

the mundane is often overlooked.

This is a chicken bone.

Oh, shoot. I'm sorry, ma'am.

I should've known.
I grew up on barbecue.

It was lodged in the lung
after it was swallowed...

and it went down the trachea
instead of her esophagus.

Why didn't she cough it up
like a normal person?

That is one of the questions
we will need to answer.

You might find something valuable...

in the intestinal contents
Dr. Saroyan retrieved.

- Thank you, ma'am.
- [Device Beeps]

Hey! Hodgins just told me
the big news.

A little girl.

Hodgins also mentioned...

that Booth wasn't there
when you found out.

I- I didn't see the importance of it.

Put yourself in his position.

Would you like to hear secondhand?

I wouldn't care.

Why do I try?

Okay, uh, I got an l.D...

from the facial reconstruction.

The victim's name was Tina Thomas.

Your wife, uh, was identified...

by the forensic team at the Jeffersonian.

I can't believe it.

Who would want to murder Tina?

Mr. Thomas, were you aware
that your wife was renting an apartment?


She went there for a week at a time
to get her business done.

So you knew what she did?

Well, at first she used to do it
at the house...

but, you know,
it got to be too much for me.

I just couldn't watch anymore.

- You used to watch?
- Well, I wanted to be supportive.

Tina was so good at what she did,
I got to quit my job.

She sounds very accomplished.

Oh, yeah.

She could dislocate her jaw.
I mean, open her mouth really wide.

And she had no gag reflex.

she could put anything in there.

Oh. All right.

Once, I saw her
make a foot-long wiener disappear.

Is that some sort of euphemism...

that prostitutes use, or-

What the hell are you talkin' about?

My wife wasn't a hooker.

Uh-uh. She was a champion.

A competitive-eating champion.

Thank you very much.
We don't have any further questions.

Thanks for comin' in.

- Wiener. I gotcha.
- Stop.

Throughout history, eating contests have
been popular in wealthy societies...

as a reflection of their abundance.

At the height of the Roman Empire...

some contestants would
gorge until they died.

Wow. That's pretty amazing.

So, listen, this is Tina's profile...

from the Competitive
Eating Alliance Web site.

And there she is! Huh? Her stage name
was Tina "Python" Thomas.

She held world records
in eating hot dogs and buffalo wings.

That would explain the chicken bone
lodged in her lung.

She ate 65 hot dogs in 12 minutes!

You sound very impressed
with her accomplishments.

- Sixty-five hot dogs!
- Yes.

- In 12 minutes.
- You said.

You don't want to see that?
I'd love to see that.

That's pretty amazing if you ask me.

I'm bringing in the head of Competitive
Eating so we can talk to him about Tina.

- Oh, l-I can't.
- Why?

Well, I have a meeting with a financial
adviser about a trust for our daughter.

You're doing it again.

- What?
- You're not including me.

I thought the reason that you wanted to
attend the ultrasound was emotional.

A meeting with a financial adviser
is practical.

Also, you have no money.

This is not about the money.
You understand?

The point is that you-
you should've asked.

That's all. It's pretty obvious.

I- I thought I was making
things easier for you.

No, I don't want things easy.
I- You know what?

I think that you should
walk in my shoes for a while.

You want me to see the world
as you do so I can feel what you feel?

Right. You know me
well enough to do that, right?


I- I want to have intercourse.

- [Cup, Plate Clatter]
- What?

You enjoy sex at any time.

This is anytime.

Ergo, you want sex now.

It's a simple syllogism.

Forget it. Let's just order.
Now I'm frustrated.

What is that?

These are the scraps Hodgins
flossed from the victim's teeth.

A delightful slurry of beef,
chicken and pork intestines...

otherwise known as a hot dog.

One good thing about hot dog meat-

the preservatives are great
for keeping evidence intact.

It seems she took a bite
out of something more than a hot dog.

- Take a look.
- Oh.

This was lodged between
her upper right canine and bicuspid.

Yeah, I just looked in there
like I knew what I was doing.

It's a sliver of human tissue,
and it's not hers.

Meaning Tina
may have bitten her attacker.

- I'm running the D. N.A. now.
- Okay. Send me the results.

I'll see if I can find a match
in the F.B.I. database.


## [Rock]

[Crowd Cheering]

You can see why the crowds loved her.

- The way she lets the python slither all over.
- ## [Continues]


Tina was an athlete. She trained hard.

She never weighed more than 125.

Man, this is a lot more intense
than my pie-eating contest in college.


About a month ago, I was in Japan...

negotiating a weekly
eating competition for prime time.

That's where the real money is.

Well, this TV offer- it was just for Tina?

No, no. It's for the league.
But she was the draw.

The sport
has really taken off over there.

When was the last time you saw her?

Four weeks ago,
at a chicken wing competition in Tulsa.

I didn't understand
why I hadn't heard from her since...

but I just figured she was training
and I'd see her today.

- Why today?
- The Gluttony Games start this afternoon.

She was the headliner.

She would've walked away
with an easy 10 grand.

Dr. Saroyan, I need a word with you.

If it's about Finn, I don't wanna hear it.

Well, you're going to. Are you aware of
all the charges brought against that boy?

He made some mistakes. He was 15.

Joyriding is a mistake.

Assault is something
a whole lot different, ch?rie.

You unsealed his records?

He has a history of violence.

Kid assaulted his stepfather
with a hunting knife.

What were the circumstances?

Does that matter? Do you want someone here
who solves problems that way?

And it gets worse.

A year after the assault...

Finn's stepfather disappeared.

His body was never found.

What are you saying?

You're a cop and a coroner.
What the hell do you think I'm saying?

Cop in North Carolina said the whole
county heard Finn making threats.

You're a good woman, Cam,
with a big heart.

I know you think Finn
is some helpless pup that you can save.

But don't ruin your career
and the reputation of the Jeffersonian...

by being stubborn.


Uh, Ms. Montenegro said
you might've found some D.N.A.

I sure would like to be of assistance,
if you'd like.

Uh, no, Finn.

It's- It's okay. I've got this one.

Okay. Yes, ma'am.


## [Rock]

# Yo #

# I just want you to know#

# That I'm#

# I'm about to get my game on #

## [Continues]

Maybe some of the other
competitors can tell us...

who might have wanted Tina
out of the way.

I know, Bones. That's why we're here.
You didn't have to come.

- I know you're probably tired.
- No. I am determined to see
the world through your eyes.

Oh, right. And being around all this food
while you're pregnant, that doesn't hurt.

- Oh, you just saw the world
through my eyes, didn't you?
- [Chuckles] It's not hard.

[Crowd Cheering]

Oh, my God. Look at that, Bones.

Oh, they seem quite determined.

Wow! Oh! Look at number two go!

- He's amazing!
- Oh, he's using the Valsalva maneuver.

It increases thoracic pressure
throughout the esophagus...

allowing him to ingest more food.

You really did your homework, huh?

- Well, it's an anatomically fascinating case.
- [Laughs]

This is all right, huh?

This actually is a sport. Look at this.

Oh! Oh! Four is down!
Four is down. Look at that.


- Your adrenaline is clearly surging.
- Huh?

You're allowing the crowd
and the competition...

to stimulate the same chemical response...

- one would experience during battle-
- Oh!

But without the actual danger.
It's very clever.

Yeah, clever.

[Crowd Chanting]
Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat!

- Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat!
- [Joining In] Eat! Eat! Eat!

Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat!

[Crowd Cheering]

Come on! Cut it up!

Hey, pack it in, losers!

Less than a minute left.

And it looks like we're
down to our two legends of the sport-

Ron "The Woodchuck" Patterson...

versus Rick "The Compactor" Koser.

They're tied dog for dog- 52.
Now 53!

Who's gonna cut the mustard, baby?

- Cut the mustard!
- Come on! Eat those dogs, you bozos!

Eat! Eat! Eat!

- [Buzzer Buzzes]
- That's it! It's over!

- [Buzzer Buzzes]
- That's it! It's over!

This Herculean
gastronomic event is over!

The winner and champion,
ladies and gentlemen...

Ron "The Woodchuck" Patterson...

with a personal best
56 mouthwatering Hankfurter hot dogs!

He's pathetic!

- Tina could eat 65 hot dogs!
- Sixty-five?

- Huh?
- Tina's record was 65.

Oh, with Tina out of the competition,
this clown would get all the winnings.

This is good motive.

I can see where you're coming from.

We love you, Woodchuck!

- [Loud Burp]
- Really. I asked you not to do that, please.

You guys brought me in here
after eating 56 hot dogs.

You gotta pay the piper.

Oh, God.

He took in extra air because of
the speed with which he ate.

That, coupled with
the digestive process...

made it necessary for his body
to expel the gas he produced.

- [Burping]
- Wow.

- It's wonderful how the body works, isn't it?
- It's delightful.

Okay, Mr. Woodchuck.
We're just gonna cut right to the chase.

With Tina out of the way,
you stood to make a lot more money.

But that does not mean
that I killed her.

Maybe. But it doesn't mean
that you're not jealous.

It wasn't fair.
She had that freaky jaw.

Uh, she had a shallow mandibular fossa.

- [Burp]
- God. You're messing up my flow here.

We've determined that Tina
was killed on Tuesday evening.

Where were you last Tuesday?

Uh, Tuesday- Uh, Atlantic City.

I was at the all-you-can-eat buffets
at the casinos.

- I go there to train sometimes.
- And we assume that you weren't alone?

I was there.

I swear.

But I train alone.

What are you doing in my lab, Opie?

My name ain't Opie...


- Thurston?
- Yeah.

I'm trying to help you and the snake.

- Mostly the snake.
- Yeah, well, nice try.

But our two hours are up.

Oh, no, we got five minutes left.

See, since the snake's digestive juices
are regulated by body temperature...

I'm cooling our slimy friend to 26.1 degrees
Celsius to slow down his metabolism.

- That'll kill him.
- Not in five minutes it won't.

- We'll have time to warm him up after.
- After what?

- After we get out the distal phalanx.
- Without cutting him open?

Yes, sir.

See, here's a little somethin'
I learned at my fishin' hole.

Many snakes, when confronted
by the specter of death...

are known to upchuck
what's in their stomach contents.

That way,
they may slither away unencumbered.

And I've spooked
a few serpents in my day.

And why didn't you bring this up before?

It might've had to do with you treating me like
a piece of scat and not wantin' me to speak.

Yeah, well, I said I'm sorry, so-

Actually, sir, I believe "I'm sorry"
must've slipped your mind.

But I'm all ears now.

- He's getting too cold.
- Yes, sir, he is.

Okay. I'm sorry. All right?

I... was... an ass hat.

I am Thurston, the ass hat.

There. Now, how do you scare a snake
at a fishin' hole?

Simple as flippin' a flapjack
standin' on your forehead.

See, that actually sounds very difficult.

- Ohh!
- [Chuckles] Oh!

Oh... my... God.

Quick. What's a Southern colloquialism
for shock and amazement?

Well, hack my legs off
and call me Shorty!

Well, Shorty,
we got ourselves some evidence.

[Both Chuckling]

D. N.A. results came back from that piece
of skin I found in the victim's teeth.

Oh, great. All right, let's run it
through the database.

I already did. It's on the server.

Oh. Is it the burping guy?

No. His alibi checked out.

Our new suspect is Brian Tobin.

Yeah. And he's an executive in publicity
at Hankfurter Hot Dogs.

Hankfurter was one of Tina's sponsors.

Looks like more than a sponsor to me.

Anyway, I sent the results to Booth.

So what do you need from me?

I need you to run a search,
under the radar- way under the radar.

Uh, another possible suspect?


It's Finn.

I heard that maybe he's more
than just a troubled kid...

and I need you to check him out.

Oh. Okay.



Right, thanks.

Tina took a bite out of this guy Tobin.
He's back at the Gluttony Games.

Meaning we have to go back
to where we just were?

Right. So you should
turn right at the next light.

And then another right at the stop sign.

- [Tires Screeching]
- Whoa! Bones!

- What are you doing?
- Well, I'm driving as you would drive.

- You don't like taking directions.
- Oh, I get it.

You're still walking in my shoes.

Also, note how I only have one hand
carelessly on the wheel.

- Well, that's not very cool of me.
- It's okay. I don't mind.


Now I'm thinking
about intercourse again.

You were too, weren't you?

Okay. So Tobin is supposed
to be here, right?

His company sponsors
more people than just Tina.

I imagine with the obesity epidemic,
their strategy is quite lucrative-

for them and for cardiologists.

- [Woman Grunting]
- [Man] You are pathetic.

What's the matter?
You can't breathe?

I don't care! Come on!

You're pathetic! I said hold still!

- [Yelling]
- [Booth] Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- [Yelling]
- Bones! Okay, listen-

F.B.I.! You stay down!

Bones, what are you doing?
You don't just charge a suspect like that.

- And you're pregnant!
- Well, I was acting like you.

I'm not pregnant! Just let me be me.
All right? Just for a while.

- I was just helping her train.
- [Coughing]

You wrecked her personal best!

And on top of it,
you wrecked her personal best.


What's with the scrawny guy?

I thought I'd be dealing
with that pregnant chick who took me down.

I liked her.

- You really don't wanna
go down that road, buddy.
- No, you really don't.

The little girl she's carrying
is his daughter.

Oh, uh-

Dr. Brennan works with the Jeffersonian.

And right now,
she's compiling evidence against you...

for the murder of Tina Thomas.


We have D.N.A. evidence.
We found your skin in her teeth.

- She bit your finger.
- Wh- Yeah.

What precipitated the attack?
Were you two intimately involved?

Maybe she tried to break it off?

We weren't fighting about that.

But you admit to getting into a fight?

Sure. Over money. Uh, what else?

Me and my company,
we had a lot invested in her.

So, what'd you do?
Shove too much food in her mouth?

Why would I risk hurting
such a valuable asset?

She bit me? Yeah.

A lot of competitors
have pieces of me in their teeth.

I was just helping Tina.
She was starting to hurl.

You can't compete and hurl.
It's not appetizing.

When was the last time you saw Tina?

Uh, at her apartment, Sunday last.

Within five minutes of training,
she puked and started sobbing.

Said she was
done with competitive eating.

She brought in a lot of money for you.
You must've been very angry.

But I wouldn't kill her.

Don't read too good, does it?

- Oh, uh, I'm-
- [Beeping]

I'm- I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I'd want to know who I was
working with too.

Are- Are those reports wrong?

It wouldn't matter what I said.

Truth is, people always
think the worse when given a choice.

Th-That's not true.

I'd like to believe that, but, uh...

from where I sit,
experience has been a cruel teacher.

Anyway, I was just fixin'
to clean off this bone...

and a thought came to me.

Wh-What was that?

Now, that laminated terrarium glass
the victim was thrown through-

at 6.38 millimeters,
that's some pretty resistant stuff.

Maybe we could use your computer
to calculate the mass of the killer...

in reference to the length of the room.


Yeah, that's- that's brilliant.

Well, here are some of the figures
I got drawn up so far.

I'll get out of your hair now.

Finn, um...

about what I was looking at before-

Don't worry none. I'm used to it.


You have no idea where Mr. Abernathy went?

He doesn't seem like the kind of person...

who would quit before we solve the case.

He did have a questionable past,
Dr. Brennan.

Look at the victim's teeth.

Tooth erosion. Due to
increased stomach acid from overeating?

That's what I thought as well.

However, based on Booth's
most recent interview...

vomiting seems a more accurate cause.

- But she was a champion.
I thought they never vomited.
- Correct.

So there has to be another explanation.

Wouldn't it be illogical for Finn,
if he were still a danger...

to work where his every move
is observed and documented...

by the most brilliant minds
of the Jeffersonian?


But he's a kid.
He might not be that reasonable.

I've seen his work.
I can assure you that he is.

There is diastasis
of the symphysis pubis.

A very subtle widening.

A widening? Meaning-

Tina wasn't vomiting because
of the quantity of food she was consuming.

She was eight weeks pregnant.

You said before how grateful you were
to be able to quit your day job.

I- I was a garbage man. Wouldn't you
want to quit if you had the chance?

I don't know. Because right now I'm dealing
with garbage that stands about 5 foot 10.

And, uh, I'm not quittin' my job.

You got no right. You don't know me.

Really? 'Cause I interviewed
your neighbors.

And they said the both of you argued all
the way up till the day she died.


So, what'd you argue about?

We-We argued about having kids.

She wanted me to change my mind.

- You didn't want to have children?
- God, no. Not now.

Tina was just starting
to make some good money.

It's crazy
to throw all that away for a kid.

We had years for that. Right?

Right. So you wouldn't be happy...

if your wife quit competitive eating
to start a family.

I don't have to talk to you.

I don't have to say another word.

Her husband admitted that her career
was more important to him...

than having a baby.

I'm a bit horrified as well.

Although my career will help provide
a fascinating life for our daughter.

But I think you have to
let Tina's husband go.

What? Why? He's got motive.
He's got opportunity.

- But he only weighs 183 pounds.
- So what?

Based on a suggestion
from Mr. Abernathy...

Angela calculated both
the mass and the acceleration...

the killer would need in order to throw
our victim through the glass terrarium.

- Right.
- The assailant would need
to weigh at least 312 pounds.

Okay. So we're looking for someone
who is at least 300 pounds.

Yes. Both Mitch Clancy and Brian Tobin
would be ideal suspects.

Bones, I can't arrest someone
because they're fat.

Well, I'm still compiling evidence, although
my intern seems to have disappeared.

What, the kid? What, is he in trouble?

I imagine he will be
if he loses his career.

I'll re-examine the injuries
that Tina sustained...

when she was thrown through the glass.

Perhaps I'll find something you can use.

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Booth can't make an arrest
without more evidence.

I don't appreciate
having to do your work...

as well as my own, Mr. Abernathy.

I'm sorry. But I realized quittin'
was a coward's way out.

It is.

Please clean the distal phalanx
you recovered.

I shouldn't have left it
like that, should l?

I trust that was a rhetorical question.

Yes, ma'am.

Did your interest in forensics...

stem from a plan
to murder your stepfather?

Yes, ma'am, it did.

Dr. Saroyan mentioned that
he was physically abusive...

to both you and your mother.

He had a temper.

Probably why I behaved like I did.

Could never find a way
to make the mad go away.

So, did you murder your stepfather,
Mr. Abernathy?

No, ma'am, I did not.

What stopped you?

I read a paper you wrote.

"Postmortem Dismemberment,
Recovery and Analysis."

I knew no matter how careful I was, l'd
never get away with killin' him.

At least not with y'all around.

I'd like to think that's true.

Well, I took it as a sign from above...

keepin' me on the straight and narrow.

I haven't so much as
talked in church since.

What happened to your stepfather?

Last time I saw him, I told him he was a
dead man if he ever touched my mama again.

Guess the son of a bitch
didn't know I was bluffin'.

I can imagine how it must feel...

to know that people are thinking that you
did something like that.

I appreciate that.

You best never walk out again, you hear?

There ain't gonna be
no more second chances.

I love John Wayne movies.


Dr. Brennan, take a look at this.

Eggs from a parasite?

Good job, Opie.

Dr. Hodgins!

No, I don't mind, Dr. Saroyan.

Truth be told, after walkin' out...

I deserve whatever Thurston here
chooses to deal out.

- Thurston?
- Yeah.

Opie and I have a little understanding.

So, our parasite...

is a Paragonimus westermani.

It's a lung fluke.

The lung fluke isn't found in the U.S.

Opie, you're like
the little brother I never had.

Much obliged, Thurston.

In Japan, however, the lung fluke is
endemic to 80% of their freshwater crabs.

- Had the victim been to Japan?
- No. But she knew someone who had.

You said you hadn't seen Tina
in a month, correct?

That's correct.
Since I got back from Japan.

I regret that now.

- She was so dear to me.
- Right. You picked up
a parasite in Japan.

That's how you developed the cough.

I just had a cold. That's all.

This is a prescription
of yours for bithionol.

It's for the parasite, isn't it?

Uh, h-how did you get this?

My medical information is private.

Not during a murder investigation.

The same parasite
that was found in Tina's body.

There's only one way
it could've got there, Mitch.

This is crazy.

She was the golden goose.
Why would I kill the golden goose?

Because she was quittin' to have a baby.

And that contract that you
signed with the Japanese...

was worthless without Tina.

We had a deal.

And I got mad.

And I shoved her.

I'm a big man.

She just flew into that thing.

But all I did was give her a shove.

Mr. Abernathy.

I don't want to see you wearing that
baseball cap in the lab anymore.

Uh, yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry about that.

I'd rather you wore this one.

Uh, well, this will, uh-

This'll do just fine, ma'am.

Not bad.

Full confession.

Thanks for getting us the flukey thing.


- Look, I'm beat.
- I understand.

This case must've been
difficult for you...

since the victim was pregnant
and so am l.

You would've drawn parallels.

Yeah. I guess I did.

I think this experiment
has been successful.

I find that I can now put myself
in your shoes and feel empathy.


I owe you an apology.

An apology? Wait a second.

Is this you apologizing to me...

or me apologizing to you
for something that I don't understand?

I understand how upset you must've felt...

not to have been included
at the ultrasound.

While I wish I could undo
what I've done to you, I can't.

That's okay.
Hey, you know what? Apology's enough.


Because I have more.

Oh. I'll always take more.
What do you have in mind?

Well, the doctor made me
a DVD of the ultrasound.

Although the resolution isn't ideal...

I feel certain that
you will enjoy seeing this.

Of course I'm gonna enjoy seeing-



That's the heartbeat.

You're happy.

- Of course I'm happy. Look at that.
- [Laughs]

She kicked!


She has your prominent
mental protuberance.

Is that a good thing?

Yes. It's a very good thing.

Did you hear that? Did you hear that?

You have my problemental

How 'bout that? Huh?
Oh, she's kicking.

What's that mean?