CSI: Crime Scene Investigation (2000–2015): Season 9, Episode 18 - Mascara - full transcript

Langston is shocked to confront the corpse of Sylvia Mallick, his former criminology student, whom he promised continued support for her grad assistant thesis on serial killers and the hunt for them. Even her house mate, barman, Dan Forrester, was kept in the dark about her research on escaped killers. The team tracks it to the Mexican 'lutta libre' free-style wrestling circus, and especially the extra crazy voodoo practice there.

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(flames whoosh and crackle)

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(fierce grunt and thud,
music stops)

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(muted, distorted cheering)

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(snarling)

(muted, distorted shouting)

(low snarling)



Here you go.

(cheering and shouting)

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Yeah!

(shouts)

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Come on, come on.

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(yelling)

(cheering and shouting)

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honking horn passing)



(distant siren wailing)

(panting)

(siren wailing)

(horn honks, tires squeal)

(grunts)

(gasping)

(distant siren wailing)

(retching, coughing)

(soft gasp)

(crying gasps)

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Help!

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(panting)

(gasping breaths)

(passing car honking horn)

(gasping breaths)

(screams)

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(panting)

(gasping, grunting)

(crying hysterically)

(train bell clanging)

(train whistle blows)

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(gasping)

(gasping screams)

(train whistle blowing
over screams)

(bone snaps)

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MAN:
How many times we gotta go
through this story, all right?

I didn't do nothing. I just got
off of work down there, right?

Couple of blocks to the house,

I'm going by here,
I see the body,

I call you-- that's it.

Hey, I'm not accusing you
of anything, just...

Hang on to him.

That's the guy that
found the body.

He's a janitor
at Planet Hollywood.

(indistinct police radio
transmission)

Nice jacket
and matching boots.

Where's the purse?

We haven't found it--
we don't have an ID on her yet.

Her name is Sylvia.

Sylvia Mallick.

She's a graduate
student at WLVU.

She was studying
criminal pathology,

and she was one
of my students.

(thunder crashes,
camera shutter clicks)

* Who are you? *

I'm leaving
the university.

(laughs):
Why?

Well, an opportunity
came up.

It's not something
I was looking for

or even anything...

I expected.
But you're my thesis advisor,

and I've been working up
some really great ideas

for possible topics.
Yes,I know.

You haven't even heard them yet.

Look, I know you.

I spoke with Dr. Jameison.

He said that
he'd be happy

to take you on.

Oh, Jameison's okay,
but I wanted it to be you.

Your seminar is the reason

I went into criminalistics
in the first place.

Well, I'm happy
to take the credit,

but with a mind
like yours,

you would have ended
up there eventually.

Sometimes a profession
finds you.

I'm not abandoning you, Sylvia.

If there's anything
you ever want to discuss,

all you have to do is call.

Well, I intend
to abuse the privilege.

So, what's this
big opportunity?

I'm joining the Crime Lab.

(laughs):
You're going
to be a CSI?

I am.

(cups clink)

(camera shutter clicks)

Doesn't look like
she was raped.

Wet mount is negative.

No signs of sexual trauma.

HODGES:
Well, it's definitely leather.

SIMMS:
Yeah.

And...

finely grained,
and judging from the cracks,

fairly old.

You know, that actually looks
like it's some kind of fringe.

Maybe it's from
a biker jacket.

HODGES:
Eh. It could be
from a boot or a purse

or a glove.

Or from a very small cow.

Probably that.

Mm-hmm.
Yeah.

Hey, I'm done.

Good.

Hodges?
Mm-hmm?

Why are you still
standing there?

That's a good question.
Mm-hmm.

ROBBINS:
COD is spinal shock.

The killer fractured
three cervical vertebrae--

C3, C4 and C5--

severely transecting
the spinal cord,

which led to a sudden and
profound drop in blood pressure.

Death was
relatively quick.

I pulled a heart blood
sample, sent it to Tox.

It'll come back negative--
she wasn't a party girl.

(typing)

(footsteps approaching)

We got Sylvia Mallick's
phone records

from her
cell company server.

She received over half
a dozen calls from one person,

just a few hours

before she died.

You know him?

(quietly):
Yeah.

(lively big band music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

Professor Langston.

What's going on?

Can you take a break?

No, actually--
we're short at the bar.

Everyone's kind of sick.

I need to speak with
you about Sylvia.

Sounds like she's been
speaking to you about me.

I thought you were
no longer her advisor.

Are you still
seeing each other?

That's personal.

I'm not gonna
ask you again, Dan.

Yeah, I'm still seeing her--
we live together.

When was the last time
you saw her?

Last night when I came to work.

She said she'd come
and hang out with me

for a little bit
while I, you know,

I was at the bar.

But I guess she had
better things to do.

Said it was for research--
she's been doing

a lot of research lately.

LANGSTON:
Did you talk to her after that?

DAN:
I called her a few times.

But this is what happens.

We get into a fight, she runs
away, turns her phone off,

spends the night
at a girlfriend's house,

and calls me back whenever.

And, you know, it's getting old.

Why do you care
about all this?

She's dead.

Now, do you have any idea
where she was going?

No.
Can you tell me

what she was researching?

I don't know.

Tell me something, Dan--
you lived with her.

What was she involved with?
I don't know, she...

She kept all of her stuff
in her office on campus.

It was another excuse
to leave the apartment.

* *

It's unlocked,
but not cleared.

We're good.

* *

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(bell jingles)

Shouldn't you be out
catching bad guys?

Shouldn't you be
working on your thesis?

(chuckles) Oh, it's about
all I do these days.

(chuckles)
Can't believe
you still come here.

This place holds a
certain power for me.

I've killed a lot
of lattes here.

(laughs)

That's a very different look
for you.
Mm.

Do you miss the suit?

I miss my students.

How's life?

Life or school?

You tell me.

Life's kind of complicated,
I guess, but school's okay.

Professor Jameison decided
to go on sabbatical,

so I've pretty much been alone.

I was gonna call you, actually.

Well, now you
don't have to.

I need a little favor.

I need some crime scene photos

from a couple of
unsolved homicides.

May I ask why?

My research.

May I ask
what subject?

I don't have to tell you that;
you're not my adviser anymore.

But I'll have you read it
as soon as it's done, I promise,

if you promise to help me
get it published in JFS.

I'll tell you that
once I've read it.

But I'll see what I can do.

I know a lot of people
in the morgue.

WAITRESS:
What can I get you?

I'll have a coffee.

LANGSTON:
All of these women

were murdered
approximately 11 years ago--

a dental hygienist,
a manicurist, both from LA,

and a blackjack dealer
from Vegas.

Yes, I remember this.

Serial case.

All Hispanic,
all physically similar.

And every one with
a severed C3,

four and five
vertebrae.

The Southwest Stalker.

The Feds ran a task force,
but abandoned it

when the bodies
stopped turning up.

But Sylvia doesn't
physically fit the profile.

I think Sylvia was more
than a victim in this case.

I think
she was investigating it,

and she got too close
to the killer and ended up dead.

We never found the purse
at the scene.

Maybe the killer
got into her office,

grabbed her research to

cover his tracks.

LANGSTON:
Any DNA from that
leather fragment?

WILLOWS:
Sample's a mixture.

Multiple contributors.

Can't even run it
through CODIS.

All the Hispanic vics had
traces of atropine, scopalamine

and hyoscyamine
in their systems.

Consistent with
plant-based hallucinogens.

Yeah.

Genus datura.

That's nasty stuff.

If ingested, the effects
can be stronger than LSD.

Yeah.

It was in Sylvia's system, too.

And Hodges found traces
of powdered datura

on the piece of leather
in her hand.

Datura's an odd drug
to incapacitate a victim with.

It's used in Santer?a and vodun
rituals to speak with the dead.

Where might someone
get their hands on it locally?

I don't know,
but I'm sure Narco does.

Thank you.

(children shouting playfully)

How many more of these
do we got to run down?

Tired of Northtown already?

(chuckles):
Yeah.

Don't worry, Jim, Narco
only had half a dozen

known datura dealers
on their books.

(muffled Latin-flavored
percussive music playing)

Las Vegas Police!

(knocking on screen)

(sighs):
Oh, man.

(dog barking)

(women chattering in Spanish)

Hi. How are you?

(muffled percussive music
continues)

Well, we don't have
a warrant, you know.

I'll put some
surveillance on this.

We'll see what
happens, okay?

All right.

(woman screaming in distance)

What was that?
Wait a minute.

Las Vegas Police!

iAbre la puerta!

(percussive music grows louder)

Policia.
Por favor.

(percussive music playing)

(people chanting to drumbeat)

(barking)

(people chanting)

(chanting)

(dog snarls)

(drumming and chanting continue)

(low snarl, woman shrieks)

(low snarl, woman shrieks)

(dog barks)

(woman screaming)

(dog barking)

(shrieks)

(drumming and chanting continue)

STOKES:
Brown powder;

that looks like datura.

BRASS:
Yeah.

(dog snarls)

Okay, everybody,
the party's over.

(drumming and shrieking
continue)

(drumming and shrieking fade)

STOKES:
?Conoces a esta
muchacha?

Muerta.

?Sabes qu? es esto?

Muerta.

SANDERS:
This is all the surveillance

I got from the night
of the murder.

All right, that's her

in the parking lot
of the Golden Gate Hotel.

Have you got
something else?

Yeah, got her in a few
different places.

LANGSTON:
My goodness.

She almost got hit.

Oh.

That looks like her.
Freeze it.

Go in tighter.

Tighter.

That's her.

That's Sylvia.

Anything else?

Yeah.

I think I have her
over here.

All right, here she comes.

Here she comes.

Good, good, freeze that.

Okay, blow her up.

No, no, tighter, tighter.

That's about as much
as I can get.

Can you back her up?

Good. Now bring her
forward again.

She came from there.

Now, what is that?

I don't know.

There's not much
resolution.

Blow it up again.

Again.

What does that sign say?

Where is this?

Uh...

The corner of Harmon
and Pinchard.

What the hell was she doing
in that neighborhood?

I don't know, but
we're gonna find out.

EMCEE:
?Vamos a luchar!

(crowd cheering)

(emcee shouting in Spanish
over speakers)

(crowd shouting and whistling)

(emcee continues shouting
in Spanish)

(crowd shouting and cheering)

(crowd booing)

(both grunting)

?Hombre, dale bien
en la zapatilla!

Es lo que le pasa.

?Tiralo! ?Tiralo!

(Emcee continues indistinctly)

?Arriba, arriba!

(yells)

(both growling)

(crowd shouting and cheering)

Yeah!

(air horn blasts)

(crowd cheering,
air horn blasts)

(speaking in Spanish)

Ooh! Oh! Oh!

?Ay, mira eso! ?Mira!
?Verdad que si?

(shouting in Spanish)

?Que piensan ustedes?

(crowd shouting and cheering)

(crowd cheering)

(Emcee shouting in Spanish)

?Que piensan ustedes?

(crowd cheering,
air horn blasts)

(Emcee shouting in Spanish)

(crowd cheering,
air horn blasts)

EMCEE:
?Que pasa?

(Emcee shouting in Spanish)

LANGSTON:
We're investigating
the murder of a young woman

and we're talking
to everyone that we can.

She was last seen alive here.

She was found about
three blocks from here,

abandoned construction
site, so, um...

We need your
cooperation.

And what does the girl
have to do with me?

You ever been to
El Paso, Texas?

What are you bringing
this up for?

Because you
have a record.

That was the past.

Okay?

Look, it's been
two years

I have not committed

a felony, nor a misdemeanor.

And now you come up to me,

acting like if
I'm a criminal...
No, hey, hey.

Do you know this girl?

It's a college student.

Take a look at this.
Take this.

She was last seen here.

Take this and
look at it.

Yeah, I saw her once.

It was about two weeks ago.

Two weeks ago?

When I was done wrestling...
Yeah?

...and I was stepping
outside the parking lot,

she came out here
like a big old fan...

Uh-huh?
...saying she
wanted an autograph.

And then we just...
I took off.

You're sure
that was it?

Look, I'm not lying
to you.

(air horn blasts)

(crowd cheering)

BRASS:
What happened
in, uh, 2004

when you were convicted
of armed robbery in Arizona?

I was in Arizona, yes.

Didn't you get
convicted on that?

It was...

Yes, there was a conviction,
but, uh, bum rap.

What about the cocaine
conviction in 2005 in Nevada.

Wrong place,
wrong time.

We're going to give you
an opportunity

to make
a really good decision.

We need a sample
of your DNA.

We're investigating a murder
of a young woman

who was found
about three blocks from here.

You have any
objections to that?

DNA gets people in trouble
if it's mishandled.

BRASS:
It also gets you
out of trouble.

Really, I'm not too sure
about that, man.

Hey, what have you
got to lose?

Make a good decision.

I'd rather not.

I'd rather not.

MAN:
I started wrestling
in Mexico City because...

Mexico has this passion
for wrestling.

And I grew up, you know,
watching wrestling,

and finding all these luchadores
so extraordinary,

so, uh, heroic.

El Santo, Mil M?scaras,
Chivo Garcia, Blue Demon...

Those were my idols.

How did you end up in, uh,
Albuquerque, New Mexico?

I think I remember about that,
and it's a thing

that I'd like to forget
because it was a bum rap.

You're convicted for rape
in Albuquerque.

You're convicted for
attacking a police officer

in Las Cruces,
New Mexico.

I didn't get
represented properly.

BRASS:
Okay.

And I served a sentence
which I should not have served.

Hey, listen, listen.
And the attorney

did not do a good job.

Jesus, we're not here
to bust you about that.

What's your famous move, Jesus?

My strong move is

"lava volc?n,"

which is
the lava of the volcano,

which is a headlock.

You hold it, put your hand here,

hold the neck, and you squeeze!

When you wear this mask...

it also hides you
from other people, right?

That's right.

So, Volcan... people
wouldn't know who you were

if you attacked them
wearing this mask.

(Emcee shouting in Spanish)

EMCEE:
You know, I...

I have to tell you
that it, uh, it felt good

to have a pretty,
young girl like that

come, ask me questions.

It took me back.

It took me back
to the old days.

You know,
when I was a... a champion.

A real campe?n.

An old luchador
took me under his wing.

He taught me everything.

And then they gave me a chance,
they put me in there,

you know, they put me in
there with an old luchador.

They didn't think
I could do it.

I surprise everybody.

I put him down right away.

What was the hold you used in,
uh... on your wife

in Albuquerque, New Mexico,

when you were arrested
for assault and battery?

That was a misunderstanding.

That-That... No, no, no, no.

That was... That was a mistake.

Does the record about
the assault and battery

of the woman....
Yeah, it's
all here.

...does it say in the record
that she attacked me first?

Huh? Does it say there
that she cut up my face

with a-with a broken bottle?

Huh? Does it say that
the charges were dropped?

They were, huh?
So you got lucky.

Well, that's...
Huh?

That's history now.

She's married to another man
anyway. It's, uh...

Yeah, aren't they all?
Aren't they all?

You like to
beat up women?

No. I like women.

Women like me.

How about this woman?

You ever see her before?
Is this the one you

were talking about earlier?

Well...

Yes, I, uh, I-I...

Why? Why are you asking me
about her?

Just look at her.

You know, I...

Oh, I remember now.

Yeah, she was...
she was coming around,

talking to the luchadores.

What did she want?

About the lucha libre.

She was a fan.
That's what she said.

She said she was investigating.
She said she wanted to...

She was
investigating what?

She was, uh... writing
some kind of... a paper.

She was going to do a...

write a story
about luchalibre, you know?

That's it?

Yeah. She was talking
to the luchadores.

And, uh, she was hanging around.

That's all.

She ever mention
any other names to you?

Names of-of what?
Luchadores?

Women.
Women?

Attractive women.

Why would she

be mentioning
attractive women to me?

A, uh, Jessica Martinez?

Who?
Jessica Martinez.

Uh, no.
That's a very common name.

No?
No.

Uh, Elena Garcia?

Elena Garcia? No,
I don't know any Elena Garcia.

What about, um, Maria Perez?

Maria Perez?
Think about it.
Think about it.

What is it? What is it?
Just don't lie to me.

What?
Just think about it.
Think about it.

I'm not lying.

So, you won't mind giving us
a sample of your DNA, then.

Too many innocent people
have been sent to jail

because of DNA.

You guys, you think that the DNA
is everything now, huh?

Everything is DNA. DNA.
No. No.

Hey, it helps a lot of people
get out of jail, too.

Look. It's a
very easy thing,

the procedure, we just
swab a little cotton stick

in your mouth,
get some DNA.

We find out a little
bit more about you.

That's very good.
What's behind the mask?

Okay.
That's very good.

It won't take long.

You know, the last time... the
last time a cop said that to me,

I did two weeks in County.

LANGSTON:
Any of these wrestlers

had the strength and the skill
to induce spinal shock, and...

I think that that
leather fragment

we found in Sylvia's hand
came from a luchador's mask.

Well, if it did,
it was probably very old.

The fragment was tanned
with oak, which is a process

that fell out of use in Mexico
in the late '70s.

Here, take a look
at this detail.

That piece of leather appears
to be at least 50 years old.

(computer trilling)

* *

* *

(computer beeping)

Yes.

MAN:
I guess you could say
I was born into it.

See, my dad was a wrestler.

He gave me his original
50-year-old mask.

This one's just a copy.

I got 20 of these.
You want me to

get one for you?
I'll autograph one for you, man.

I love luchalibre, man.
I love the, uh, the utter chaos

when the... the bad
guys are beating up
the good guys, and the

crowd's throwing
chicken bones and beer bottles

in the ring, then the good guys
come back at the end.

It's like, uh, in my sick head,

it's like romantic poetry, man,
you know?

What happened
last year in Phoenix?

Couple, uh-- We were at a bar,

couple guys started mouthing off
about how fake wrestling is.

So all right, "Let's go
in the parking lot, man.

We'll see how fake it is."

Things got out of control,

the wrestlers,
the wrestlers won that night.

But I-I beat the charge,
you know.

It was
attempted murder.

I mean, I'd call that
getting way out of control.

Yeah, it was attempted murder,
but like I said,

there's no record.

And what move are you known for?

Ah, the finishing
move for Fantasmo.

Ah, man, you'd love it.

It's called
the Fantasmo Face-lift.

Check it out.

I get my right arm,
right, underneath the chin,

then I get my left arm
right behind the neck. Okay?

Then I push down.

If I use enough force--

see, I cut off the air supply--

if I use enough force-- mm!--

up with the face.

(Sylvia screams, bone snaps)

Jesus, would you mind giving us
a sample of your DNA?

No.

I didn't do nothing wrong.

Do what you got to do, man.

The unknown DNA sample on the
leather fragment was a mixture,

but that fragment was
from Fantasmo's mask.

So what I did was
subtract Fantasmo's DNA,

I reran the whole
profile, and I got a hit.

(beeping)

He was actually in
the arrestee index.

It was for a domestic violence
rap in New Mexico 12 years ago.

Well, he's not
one of the wrestlers.

He's the emcee.

(crowd cheering in distance)

(grunting)

Couldn't this wait
till after the show?

I got a really full house
to rev up for tonight.

What are you doing
with my mask?

What are you
talking about?

This mask has been missing

ever since
that girl got killed.

And now I find it
in your bag.

What are you saying?

You think I had something
to do with that?

I seen you with that girl
so many times,

staring at her all weird,
the same way

you used to stare at them
chicas down in Albuquerque...

in LA.

You don't know
what you're saying.

I had nothing to do with that.

You brought the heat down
on every one of us.

The cops already think
we're a bunch of bangers

and scumbags as it is.

And now murderers, too?!

'Varo, please.

You got to believe me.

Get the hell out
of my locker room.

I swear to you...

Te lo juro
por mi madre.

I didn't do it.

Go, now!

You don't
belong here anymore.

(crowd cheering in distance)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(sighs)

(crowd cheering and whistling)

(water running)

What?

(low snarling)

(cries out, groans)

(cries out)

(groans)

(both grunting)

(grunting)

(gasping)

(coughing)

(groans)

(crowd cheering in distance)

(crowd cheering,
air horn blasts)

(labored breathing)

Don't do anything weird.

(yells)

(crowd cheering in distance)

Boo!

(crowd cheering and shouting)

Yeah! Punch him!

(cheering and shouting)

(air horn blasts)

(cheering and shouting)

Hey!

Hey, good!

(cheering)

(panting)

BRASS:
Get your hands in the air!

Get them up!

You're all done.

Get down
on your knees.

Get down!

(people murmuring)

(handcuffs clicking)

EMCEE:
I didn't do it.

I'm innocent.

I know what the parents
are going through.

I... I wanted to help you guys.

When you killed
Sylvia Mallick,

you were wearing a mask.

We have your DNA
on a piece of that mask.

That's called
incriminating evidence.

I-I didn't hurt anybody.

BRASS:
You never hurt anybody?

What about Jessica Martinez?
BRASS:
Yeah.

I don't know
who that is.

What about Elena Garcia?

I-I don't...

What about Maria Perez?

I-I didn't hurt them.

You didn't hurt these women?

No.
I don't know who...

You didn't murder these women?

No, I did not
do this.

You didn't murder
Sylvia Mallick?

EMCEE:
No, I didn't. No!

LANGSTON:
Then who did?

BRASS:
Who did?

(quietly):
It was Oggun.

(low snarling)

Oggun did it.

Oggun is the god

of violence and
brute force.

Oggun.

I tried to stop him.

I tried
to reason with him.

But Oggun would not listen.

I begged him
not to hurt anyone else.

(Sylvia screaming)

I went to the priest.

But the priest
couldn't stop Oggun.

Oggun is the knife.

Oggun needs sacrifice.

Oggun didn't

murder Sylvia Mallick, you did.

Ray...
(screams)

No evil spirit
murdered this woman.
We gotta...

You did, because she was
going to reveal you

as the murderer
you are!
Hey, hey, hey,
Ray. Ray.

Take it easy, take it...
Ray, take it easy.

(Emcee whimpers)

(glass shattering, door slams)

BRASS:
Ray!

(slams door, glass clatters)

SYLVIA (laughs):
So you're gonna be a CSI?

LANGSTON:
I am.

You'll be great at it.

And so will
you one day.

I think so.

Well, I'm gonna hold you
to your promise.

You better take my call.

LANGSTON:
You can count on it.

LANGSTON:
I had a student
who wanted to be published.

These would've been her words.

SYLVIA:
I dedicate each chapter
to the unsolved cold cases

LVPD has deemed related

by evidence
or method of killing.

Hopefully,
by the time I'm done,

we will have a better idea why
these serial killers got away

and others did not.

I intend to write in detail
about the ones who did not.