CSI: Crime Scene Investigation (2000–2015): Season 13, Episode 3 - Wild Flowers - full transcript

This is Gil Grissom.

I'm unable to answer your
call. Please leave a message.

Hello,Gilbert.

Happy anniversary. Hope
you're out there celebrating.

And it's official-- time
differences really suck.

Uh,look,I miss you. I'm going
to try and call you back later.

It's been a while,you
know,since we really caught up.

I love you.

No,I'm taking good care of myself.

Matter of fact,I had... I had
leftover pizza for breakfast.

I'm kidding,honey.



I know you're needed up there,but
I need you down here,too.

Love you,too,sweetheart. Bye-bye.

Welcome to the joys of
long-distance relationships.

Yeah. I don't know how you do it.

Boy,I tell you,even postmortem,this
place is taking me back.

So you big on electronic
dance music,then?

No,music festivals,where
they play real music.

You know,I was actually at the original
Humboldt Folklife Festival,1972.

Yeah,I never heard of that.

Yeah,youth,wasted on the young.

Yeah,around here,youth is just wasted.

Detective Moreno.

Looking good there,buddy.

Catch you on your day off,did we?



No,no,no,no. I'm on the clock.

This is,uh,one of Vice's
busiest weekends of the year.

What happened here?

We have an unknown male assailant. He
shot four or five rounds into the crowd.

Panic gave way to trampling,a couple
people got grazed,and one fatality.

No I.D.,no bracelet,either.

Maybe she didn't pay to get in.

This whole area is fenced in.
I'm thinking she,uh,crawled under.

Explains all the dirt on her clothing.

Single GSW to the back.

And exit wound. Through and through.

David?

What's this pattern on her arm?

Looks like a standard
four-plus-one.

Somebody grabbed hold
of her pretty tight.

Bruises and nail gouges.

Whoever grabbed her is missing
a couple of fingernails.

Any witnesses?

Oh,we got a whole rave full of witnesses.
Only problem is they're all tripping.

Reports range from
sketchy to hallucinogenic.

Although a couple people did say that
they saw her come in with another girl.

Another girl. What happened to her?

Don't know.

Well,hopefully,she's still running.

You know,this doesn't seem
like a random shooting to me.

Think she was targeted?

And the other one got away.

Yeah,but for how long?

Okay,looks like that
girl is our witness,then.

Maybe our next victim.

Unless we catch up with
her before the shooter does.

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Surprise,surprise.

You found a mushroom at a rave.

Uh,wrong kind of mushroom.

Psilocybin,the,uh,fun ones,they grow in meadows
and fields,and have dark spores and little gills.

So you can't have any visions
or talk to God if you eat that?

No,you eat one of these,you'll
be talking to Saint Peter.

Agaricus, endemic to the desert region.

So maybe this is where
our girls came from.

There's a whole lot of
desert here in Nevada.

Maybe this little devil will
help us narrow it down a bit.

What is that?

Nitrous oxide.

This tank took an incredible journey all the
way from this cart carrier back over there.

I'm thinking one of the shooter's bullets
punctured the tank,causing the N2O to blow.

And the pressure was so high that the metal
deformed outward while the gas escaped.

Witnesses say the tank was breathing
fire,but nitrous oxide isn't flammable.

Yeah,but it is a potent oxidizer,providing
more oxygen than the atmosphere.

All it needs is a spark.

Raver lights up.

"Smoke on the desert,fire in the sky."

I was just lighting up,my
cigarette,and I heard these two bangs.

You know,loud. Bang! Pop! Pop!

And this fire comes raining
down,you know,like a dragon.

And my hand was,like,more baked than me.

Dragon aside,uh,did you
see the girl get shot?

Oh,yeah. Poor little flower,yeah.

Was there anyone with the "flower?"

Oh,yeah. John Lennon.

Uh,or Kurt Cobain. I
could only see their aura.

Um,oh,you know,I got some of it on
my smartphone. About five megapixels.

Would that be better?

CSI Brody. What happened to your arm?

I was dancing,got in
the way of a flying tank.

Since when do they let
patients treat themselves?

Oh,well,I'm a medical intern. I
figured the paramedics were busy enough.

You do seem kind of
lucid for this crowd.

Yeah,well,I don't
drink,I don't do drugs.

I just came to dance off some stress.

If you were dancing by the tank,then
you must have seen the girl get shot.

No.

What about the shooter?

Sorry. When I heard the
shots,I hit the dirt.

Tried to get small.

Well,I'm still going to
need your information.

Hey,uh,the girl who got
shot,is she going to be okay?

Jane Doe,number 12-608,a malnourished
female between the ages of 16 and 20.

C.O.D. is a single gunshot wound
to the torso,perforating the heart.

Victim presents evidence of
persistent,chronic trauma.

And abrasions on the wrists consistent
with ligature restraints,possibly shackles.

General muscular atrophy and
posterior bed sores suggest victim was

subjected to imprisonment for an extended period
and confined to a bed or other flat surface.

Sexual assault?

There's only one reason to keep
a girl shackled and on her back.

She was a sex slave.

I can count on my hand the times I've
taken comfort in seeing someone on my table.

You know,I'm not sure I buy that whole
"they're in a better place" angle.

Given her condition,I am having
trouble imagining a worse place.

Sara,this girl has never
been to a dentist or a doctor.

She suffered years of neglect.

We've both seen victims like this.

Even if they survive,they're
never going to be made whole.

She should have had a chance to try.

Well,witnesses saw her
running away from the shooter.

Have you considered the possibility
she was running from her captor?

Human trafficking's a
multi-billion dollar business,

and if that's what this is,there
may be more girls out there.

We know there's at least one.

If we can find her,maybe this little
girl's death won't be for nothing.

How many smartphones did we collect?

Fifty-seven,plus a
dozen clips from YouTube.

I hate electronic music.

Not today,you don't.

It's the only way I could sync up all these clips so
we can watch our crime scene play out as a music video.

Now,most of the phones were turned
towards the stage,so no sign of our killer.

Hold on.

Zoom in on the tank.

Can you get a better
angle on that pink fur?

I have so many angles...

we might as well be there.

Dancing stress off,my ass.

Kitty was dealing nitrous.

She tell you she was
also playing doctor?

Amanda. Didn't recognize
you without your ears.

CSI Brody,uh... what are you doing
here? Can I help you with something?

I'm sure you can.

I'm looking to score some nitrous.

I've got rounds.

This is called distribution of a
chemical solvent to induce euphoria.

It's a Class D misdemeanor,and at the very
least,it's enough to lose your license.

It's a victimless crime,all
right? I wasn't hurting anybody.

I'm not here to debate the war on drugs.

You tried to help the dead
girl. What about her friend?

What about her?

I think you tried to help her,too.

Look,I don't want to lose my career
for doing what I took an oath to do.

She was... freaked-out,she was scared,

so I hid her in my car where I
could take care of her injuries.

There were police officers
everywhere. You could've told someone.

I couldn't,all right?

I've been around freaked-out people
before. She was... she was like an animal.

She wouldn't talk. She just kept
staring at me with these wild eyes.

So why did she trust you?

I don't know. Her friend was
dead,and...I tried to help her.

I guess she clung on to me
because she had nobody else.

Where is she now?

No,no. She's photophobic.
She can't handle the light.

So,what was the plan? You were just going
to leave her in the basement forever?

I was hoping she'd calm
down and I could admit her.

See for yourself.

It's okay. It's okay,honey. It's okay.

She's here to help you.

My name is Morgan. What's your name?

Do you speak English?

¿Habla español?

It's just my kit. I'm with the police.

I need to take some samples.

It's just cop stuff.

I tell you what.

How about I do everything
to myself first...

and that way,you can
see it doesn't hurt.

See? Not so bad. Right?

Can I see your hands?

Tus manos... por favor.

Now I need to take some DNA.

Doesn't hurt.

Want to try it?

Thank you.

Stay with her. I'll be right back.

Russell. I'm at Desert Palm.

I found her. Our missing girl.

Russell... they cut out her tongue.

Based on my examination,the bulk
of her tongue has been removed.

The anterior margin's
jagged and irregular.

Not a surgical removal.

What'd they use?

If I had to guess,a
household tool,pliers maybe.

How recent is the injury?

Scarring and healing suggests the
removal occurred at least six months ago.

Does it prevent her from speaking?

Well,with that kind of damage,I'm afraid
she's not going to be doing a lot of talking.

- Thanks,Doc.
- Yeah.

Why the hell would somebody
do something like this?

Power. They wanted to silence
her or punish her,maybe both.

She has,uh... ligature scarring on her
wrists and her ankles,just like the dead girl.

I think they were held together,but...

she doesn't have any
signs of sexual abuse.

She looks to be a couple of
years younger than her friend.

Maybe... maybe the older one
was trying to protect her.

That's consistent with
witness testimony at the rave.

Listen,she knows who did this to her,and it's
probably the same person who shot her friend.

So what? She can't tell us.

Maybe. But she still has a voice.

Job interview?

No,my friend. I was in court.

So,Russell said you had
some information for me?

The mushroom on the dead girl's
sandal is Agaricus deserticola.

It's extremely poisonous,found in deserts
of the Southwest and Northern Mexico.

That really narrows it
down. Thank you very much.

Fear not,I've left no tongue unturned.

That's a little rough,don't you think?

Humor is my way of
dealing with the horror.

It's a crass and essential defense mechanism?? otherwise,I
couldn't do my job,especially in cases like these.

- Okay,uh,getting back to my job.
- Yeah,please.

It's time for a little
fun fact about fungi.

They're like these
little biological sponges.

Whatever's in their environment--nutrients,toxins,elemental
metals--they absorb it all.

I performed micro-FTIR,and I hit pay dirt
on our fungi,confirmed the results on XRF,

and found a high concentration
of one particular metal.

There's tungsten in them thar hills.

Tungsten.

Now,that's found deep underground. We
could be looking for a refinery here.

Or... a tungsten mine. And there's
only one in the area of the rave.

So,we're looking for mushrooms.

Yeah.

I got to say,you CSIs have
a... an interesting job.

Well,you seem to find one of
us interesting,that's for sure.

Ah... okay.

And how's that working out for you?

Let's just say Finn is,uh,different.

Ah,different can be good.

Besides,she's really
hot,don't you think?

Oh,she's hot. And cold.

What's with the third degree?

Watch your step.

What do you mean,"watch your step"?

Mushrooms.

Sorry.

Look at that.

Well,if the shoe fits...
Good work,Cinderella.

Well,it's the same size and same
pattern as our victim's shoe.

Okay,so the rave was due east,right?

Yeah. A couple miles that way.

So,where do you think the
girls were coming from?

Well,the disturbance in the ground cover
tells me the girls ran down the hill.

Come on,let's go.

There's a road right over this hill.

Highway 238.

Smugglers' Alley. I can't tell you
how many busts I made on this road.

You smell that?

Mmm,cow pies. Getting homesick on me?

Yeah,I'm getting there.

We got footprints.

They seem to start right
here in this hay and sawdust.

Yeah,here we go.

What do you got?

That's an R-FID tag. Radio Frequency
Identification used on cattle.

And that... looks like the
last of the shoe impressions.

So... the girls started
running from here.

Where does this road come from again?

Bullhead City.

Look at these tire impressions.

Looks like a semi.

Yeah. Could be looking
at a cattle hauler.

And I'm thinking a lot more than that.

This road's notorious for drug trafficking,human
trafficking,all sorts of trafficking.

You know,what I don't get is,if our girls are really
on that truck,why stop and let them off here,right?

There's another set of tire impressions
here. That's a passenger vehicle.

Yeah,narrower wheelbase.
Looks like an accident.

Involving... a red vehicle.

And the other one was blue.

Pieces of a headlamp here,too.

Okay,so we got skid marks,and the car
forced the cattle hauler off the road.

But... what do you think,road rage?

Yeah.

I mean,if the truck did come to a stop,the
girls could have had a chance to get away.

Well,if we can I.D. the truck and
the driver,we can find our shooter.

Hey,hey,it's okay. You're safe.

You're in the hospital. It's okay.

I know it-it seems like
a scary place,but...

it's actually not that bad.

My dad was here recently,and...
and he ended up okay.

You're going to be okay,too.

I don't know if you can understand me.

I don't know what happened to
you or where you've been,but...

I want to help you.

I know why you can't talk.

But I-I thought maybe... you could write
down the answers to some of my questions.

Can you try writing your name?

What-what about your address?

Where-where you live? Your house?

Your mother's name
or... your father's name?

What about the girl you
were with? Your friend?

Can you write her name?

Um... Well... this is... my name.

Morgan Brody. That's me.

This is my address. In Green Valley,

and this is my best
friend's name. David Hodges.

At first,I didn't like him very much.

He was... kind of weird.

But,you know,he's actually
a really sweet guy.

He's smart and... funny.

Our parents are
dating,which is so weird.

Sorry. Way,way too much about me.

Thank you for trusting me.

What is this?

The man who killed your
friend-- did he do this to you?

I'm going to find him,and I'm going
to make him pay for what he did to you.

I promise.

This is all she gave me.

No name,no address. Just a drawing.

What do you think?

Jail cell? Or barred window? Flowers?

Our girl was a prisoner.

Maybe this was her view of the world.
Maybe this is where she was being held.

Doesn't help us with a location,though.

No,no. But we may be getting closer.

I tracked the girls to Highway 238.

There was clear evidence of an
accident involving a cattle hauler.

- Cattle hauler.
- Yeah,yeah.

We found an R-FID tag at the scene.

Two girls,chained,caged.
You know,treated like cattle.

It's not a stretch to think the
driver of the hauler is our guy.

Or just a delivery man who was
part of something much bigger.

Yeah,but how do we track that down?

Okay,well,the truck was
coming from Bullhead City.

We found red and blue debris
from a big rig in the highway.

It was definitely in a fender bender.

So,Moreno checked with D.O.T.

Got a list of all red and blue cattle haulers
moving through Bullhead City in the last 24 hours.

Got an I.D. on our murder
weapon. .41 Ruger Magnum.

Greg printed up a list
of registered owners.

What are the odds? Two lists.

Oh,here we go. "Oliver
Ruiz,El Paso,Texas."

Pulling him up.

Got a name and a face. Now
we just got to find him.

Oh,I bet he's still in the neighborhood.

He only half-finished the job.

Hey,there you are.

Uh,I ran the swab you gave me from
the girl,the one without the tongue.

Sorry. You know who I mean.

You got a hit in Missing Persons?

No,not on her,and not on the dead
girl,either,but I did get something.

What?

A definite familial match.

The girls were related?

It's a classic 25:50:25.
I did a linkage ratio.

Sisters?

That narrows down our cases quite a bit.

She couldn't even write. Not her name.
Not anything. She could only draw.

Tells us they were
abducted as small children.

Never even been to school.

Our girl is between the age of 15 and 16,which means we're
looking for two sisters who were abducted at least ten years ago.

Here's something.

2001,Prescott,Arizona,two sisters went
missing. Jacinta Flores and Rosa Flores.

It's hard to tell.

I can tell.

That's our girl.

Father told the police that the mother took off in the
middle of the night with the kids and took everything.

Is there any theory
as to where they went?

Mother does have family in Mexico.

So,mom goes south of the border.

Something happens to her,or-or
she just unloads the girls.

And they end up in the sex trade.

Is there contact info for the father?

No. But the investigating
officer in Prescott is listed.

Wait a minute. It looks like the father
has kept in touch all these years.

He contacts Prescott PD every
couple of weeks to follow up.

I'll call the IO.

Thanks.

All right,keep me posted.

And hey,post that truck driver's
photo up all over that hospital,okay?

He could show up. Yeah,yeah,we're on it.

Hodges is working on the R-FID
tag as we speak. Stay tuned.

What's up?

Uh,well,my union says that I get two
15-minute breaks and a half-hour lunch.

You give me something,I'll
give you something back.

Okay. How about a story?

- Mmm,should I lay down?
- Mnm,no,you're good.

I'm-I'm eating...

It's called "Journey
of the Mexican Cow."

Chapter One: "Ow! My ear has just
been pierced with an R-FID tag"

" Chapter Two: "All aboard!"

"Everything you've ever wanted to know "about
my so-called bovine life is encoded in my ear,

which is then uploaded to a
database as I cross the border"

" I know what R-FID tags do. "

Beep. Hola. Howdy.

I've just crossed. " Pshh. "

Now I've reached my final destination.

Please tell me this story
has a final destination.

Yes,because our cattle hauler's shipment,including
our burger-on-the-hoof friend here,

reached the end of the line
at a feedlot in Pahrump.

- When?
- This morning.

Give it to me.

Moreno. Stokes.

We narrowed down the search area.

The truck's last known location
was a feedlot in Pahrump.

Listen to me-- I know you
wanted to catch the guy,but...

you did good work today.

You're bringing this
girl home to her father.

What do we even tell him?

Um... well,you know,he's been
looking for his children for years.

Yeah,and now one of them's
dead,and the other's...

Wait. Hold on.

Mr. Flores?

I'm CSI Russell. This is CSI Brody.

I would have been here
sooner,but I was on a job.

HVAC replacement in Havasu.
They told me about Rosa.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

- Where's Jacinta?
- She's sedated.

The doctors say she should
recover from most of her injuries.

What do you mean,"most of her injuries"?

Sir,she's...

You should know Rosa did everything
she could to protect her sister.

Jacinta has been through hell,but
it could have been a lot worse.

She's a fighter.

Mr. Flores,you need to prepare
yourself. It's been 11 years.

Why? What happened to her?

Oh,my God.

Ah,that's so much time.

She's not a child anymore.
She... she's a young woman.

Can I see her?

Actually,you know what? Why-why don't we,uh...
why don't we let her sleep for a little while,okay?

Let us buy you a cup of coffee.

Come on.

Where'd you find him?

I found him sleeping in his
cattle hauler at a truck stop.

Take this piece of trash to the box.

I found these in the cab-- .41 Mag
ammo. Same caliber as the murder weapon.

- Where's the gun?
- Scumbag probably tossed it.

Who is she?

I found her hidden in Ruiz's truck.

You're safe now.

That guy's not going
to hurt you anymore.

We're collecting evidence that could
put him away for a very long time.

But we need your help.

We know what he did... to
those girls. And you do,too.

What he did to them,he
was going to do to you.

And he's going to do to
other girls unless you...

You're wrong! He's a good man.

He would never hurt anyone,ever!

How can you say that?

- He's my cousin.
- Your cousin?

He tried to give me a better life.

I-I lived in Juarez,and got
caught up with bad people.

Ollie offered to take me north.
I never saw those girls before.

I didn't even know
they were in the truck.

Not until the accident.

I felt a jolt.

Then I heard voices arguing.

That's when I saw the girls.

They were running.

They were scared.

It wasn't Ollie's fault.

The other man ran us off the road.

Was the other man chasing the girls?

Your cousin told me about the guy
who ran you off the road last night.

Forget about all the
immigration laws you've broken.

The ammo we found in your truck put a
hole through that girl and killed her.

Now,if you don't start talking,you're
the one that's going down for it.

It's as simple as that,man.

Oh,yeah,Ollie... if I were
you,I'd listen to the man.

Habla.

I was just driving.

This car came out of nowhere...
forced me off the road.

This guy in a hoodie
comes out acting crazy.

Starts telling me,
"Where are the girls?"

I told him I didn't know
what he was talking about.

Then he grabs me. I got scared.

I reached for the gun
underneath my seat.

Before I can do anything with
it, he ripped it out of my hand.

He told me he'd kill me
if I talked to anyone.

Where did he grab you?

Interstate 238. Just outside...

No,no,no. I'm talking about where
on your body did he grab you?

Henry didn't find any
secondary DNA on Ruiz's shirt.

I,however,did find trace
amounts of a chemical.

R-502. Very unusual,rare...

Mind if I just... Thank you.

A rare refrigerant used
in air conditioning.

Primarily older HVAC systems.

Oh,my God.

Is there a problem?

Yeah. The girl's father...
his business is HVAC systems.

Hey,D.B. What's up?

What?

Where is she?

Oh,well,you just missed
her. She was discharged.

Her dad said he was taking her home.

Why the hell would you
pull your uni off the door?

The girl is the victim of a predator and you
just basically sent her right back to him.

- Are you done?
- You are going to be.

What are you going to do?
Run to daddy to complain?

- Is that all you have?
- No,I got a lot more...

Hey,Morgan. Take it easy.

- Detective.
- Sir.

You want to walk me through
this? Tell me what happened?

- I can tell you what happened...
- Hey,stop. Stop.

What your CSI is not hearing is that
the father is the legal guardian.

And the doctor is the one
who released the girl,not me.

And this was at a time when our number one
suspect was a cattle hauler,not the dad.

You called the father and
actually had him brought here.

And I accept responsibility for that.
Unlike you and the rest of the...

Hey,hey,you know what? You
guys can work this out later.

Right now,we're dealing
with a textbook sadist.

If you think he was taking it easy on Jacinta
before,can you imagine what he's doing to her right now.

So can we please focus
on how to find them?

- Yes,sir.
- Thank you.

Guy's driving a blue
Taurus. Arizona plates.

Got a broadcast out,AMBER alert,and have
the PD staked out outside of his house.

- Look,he's too smart to go home.
- I agree.

This is where he took her.
This is what we have to find.

Yeah,yeah,that's him. That's
the guy who took my gun.

And he's the one who
chased after those girls.

He's their old man. He's
been abusing them for years.

He used your gun to kill one of
them. And now he's got the other one.

And she's going to be dead,too,if
you don't help me out here.

How can I help?

I pulled your truck log.

This is the route you took
from Juarez to Pahrump.

Stopped at a weigh station in Fort
Mohave. The next one was Pahrump.

Now,between Mohave and Pahrump,your
truck gained 220 pounds.

I thought the scales were off.

It must have been the girls sneaking on.

And did you stop anywhere
between Mohave and Pahrump?

Yeah,yeah,I stopped to
eat in Bullhead City.

The rave was here,off Highway 238.

Tungsten mine is three miles away.

And Bullhead City is here.

Which is where the
girls got on the truck.

We know they were traveling on foot.

And they couldn't have gotten
more than a couple miles.

So wherever the father was holding
them had to be in the area,right?

So we're looking around here.

Which is still a needle in a sandbox.

Except we do know what we're
looking for. Jacinta drew it for me.

Flowers.

I just see a whole lot of desert.

Maybe we're looking for a
house. You know,with a garden.

Or a farm. One that's harvesting wind.

Maybe Jacinta wasn't drawing flowers.

You know this is all your fault?

You got your sister killed.

She was a good girl.

She didn't mouth off to me,like you.

But we took care of that,didn't we?

Nah,false alarm.

You think someone's
going to come for you?

It didn't have to be like this.

But you ran away. Right?

You're the one who broke up this family!

And for what,huh?

Look where you are now.
You're back home with me.

I am the only one who ever loved you.

Don't move,or I will
turn you to pink mist!

On your knees!

I smell gasoline.

Drop the lighter.

Drop the lighter!

Jacinta!

Morgan,stop!

Jacinta!

Where's the key?

Morgan!

Search him. He's got a key.

See if he's got a key on him.

Don't worry. It's going
to be okay. All right?

All right,we're going to get you
out of here. You're going to be fine.

Let's help you up.

Relax,huh?

Watch your head,okay?
Wouldn't want to hurt you.

You know,for a CSI... you
make a pretty good cop.

Today,I think that honor
goes to our friend over there.

No doubt.

Your father told the police that... your mother
ran off with you and your sister to Mexico.

He lied.

Is your mother dead?

She found out what he was doing to Rosa?

And you were next?

Rosa wasn't going to let that happen.

She was going to get you as
far away from him as she could.

Your sister saved your life.

It's over.

You're safe now.

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CSI
Season 13Episode 03