CSI: Miami (2002–2012): Season 10, Episode 1 - Countermeasures - full transcript

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Sorry I'm late, sweetheart.

Actually, you're right on time.

You look amazing.

You don't look so bad yourself.

I missed you, Mari.

I miss you.

Anything look good?

The best thing about this place

just got here.

Let's not waste another second.



I agree.

Horatio.

You know you have to go back.

CAINE:
I know, sweetheart.

MARISOL:
You have to get up, Horatio.

Go now, Horatio.

Help me.

Don't...

Randy! No!

(engine starts)

-Hey!
-(gun firing)

Hey! Hey!

(screaming)

-(speed-dialing)
-Come on.



Please.

(gasping)

(coughing)

Help me!

-Come on!
-(pounding)

(grunting)

(gasping)

(muffled grunting)

(inhaling deeply, grunting)

(gasping and coughing)

(siren wailing)

MAN:
Nice, deep breath.

Hang in there, buddy.

-Hang in there.
-Still nonresponsive.

Check her pupils real quick.

-Try to keep them warm.
-(muttering): Marisol.

Relax, sir.
Nice, slow breaths.

I need some heat packs.

He's got good lung sounds
bilaterally.

-Hang in there.
-Marisol.

-What have we got?
-Two police officers,

MDPD-- male, gunshot wound,
right flank.

Vitals are stable.

-Watch your back.
-Lieutenant Caine.

Hang in there, Lieutenant.

You're going to do just fine.

MARISOL:
Horatio.

CAINE:
Yes, sweetheart.

MARISOL:
You know you have to go.

Horatio.

Marisol. Yes, sweetheart.

Go now.

-Hey, do we know what happened?
-Bystanders say she was pulled

from the back
of a submerged vehicle.

Unknown depth, unknown time.

RANDY:
This is what everyone becomes

when you strip it all away

and you leave them
with nothing!

BOA VISTA:
It's not my fault.

RANDY:
Everyone keeps telling me that!

Blood work, EKG, please.
Going to two, guys.

Hold it here.

-(muffled): Randy!
-Ma'am, leave this

right where it is.

-No, he's gonna get away.
-Ma'am, please, ma'am.

Ma'am, I need you
to get back on the...

-I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.
-(coughing)

Lieutenant, you should not
be up right now.

You suffered
a perforating wound from a

-bullet fragment, post ricochet.
-I understand your position,

but I really need
to leave, Doctor.

There's blood loss,
respiratory distress. We need

to keep you here for at least
24 hours under observation.

-Would you please talk some
sense into him? -I'm sorry.

Excuse me. I feel like
I saw North down the hallway.

I could have sworn I did.
l-I know that I didn't.

Sweetheart, that is normal.
You've suffered

-significant trauma. -And I feel
like I'm going crazy.

Are you okay to leave with me?

Let's do it. Yeah.

-We got to go. Let's go.
-Oh, my God, let's...

Lieutenant,
you could die if you leave.

Nurse, that man
is not authorized

to leave this hospital!

NEWS ANCHOR: For those of you
who are just joining us,

we have two violent fugitives
still at large.

They are Jack Toller
and Randy North.

There is a dragnet
across the city at this hour.

Do not attempt to engage
or confront these individuals.

They are both considered
extremely dangerous.

Let's take it back out
to our field correspondent.

Leslie, what's the latest?

Yes, Jack Toller is a fugitive,

a convicted killer
responsible for the deaths

of three young women
five years ago.

Brutal deaths wherein the women
were literally incinerated.

Toller is being considered
the more dangerous of the two.

However, Randy North
is now responsible...

TRIPP: We got all available
units on the street.

Got help from Broward
and Monroe.

Set up roadblocks on 41, 95
and all along the Causeway.

Ports are covered.

Let's get these guys.
Come on.

We got all the taxi dispatches

going through Metro,
so if these guys try

to take private transportation,
we'll be on them.

Okay. Very good.

I want Natalia and Calleigh
on Randy North.

You got it.

Where North goes,
he's going to want his kids.

That's true. I'll get on the
foster care docs right away.

Do you think this
is a good idea so soon?

Are you sure you're up for this?

Toller's going to kill again.
We know that.

-We got to get them both.
-Okay.

But be careful.

Agent Locklear.

Lieutenant,
I just got off the phone

with my task force supervisor.

What'd he say to you?

Apparently, the currency-grade
paper we seized

was just the tip of the iceberg.

The stolen paper
was not only resold

to Bernard Ashcroft,
but apparently, there's

-an interested party right here
in Miami. -You get a name?

-We're working on that right
now, but my guess is, -Okay.

whoever it is, they're going to
try and make a deal with Toller.

Remember, Toller is a serial
killer first and foremost.

He's not about the money.

Yeah.
That is his main obsession.

Priority number one.

-MAN: What's your selling price?
-Quarter mil, cash.

Get your head out
the clouds, my friend.

You're way too high.

(both chuckling)

DELKO: Child Services,
they pulled the paperwork

on the Randy North kids.

I heard, and I know
the kids were brought here.

I already let Natalia
know I was on it.

You are? You're already
signed out on the board.

-Really?
-Yeah.

That must have been
before everything happened.

It's all hands on deck now.

Well, you go talk
to North's son.

I'll go talk to his daughter.

DUQUESNE:
Hi, Austin.

I'm Calleigh Duquesne.

How are you?

They can't separate us,
can they?

I'm supposed to look out
after my sister.

What I know is that
your counselors are making

a lot of phone calls
to make sure the two of you

can stay together.

Austin, I think you know
that we're looking for your dad.

Do you have any idea
where he might be?

You mean help you catch him?

Mm-hmm.

I shouldn't do that.

He's my dad.

I understand that.

You wouldn't want him
to hurt anyone,

though, would you?

No.

Will you think about helping me?

What do you want me to do?

(phone ringing)

AUSTIN:
Hi, Dad. It's Austin.

RANDY: Oh, my God. Austin.
Where are you?

AUSTIN:
I ran away.

I didn't want to be
at that foster care place.

I hate it there.
I just want you to come get me.

RANDY:
Okay, buddy.

Look, just take
a deep breath, okay?

Try and stay calm.
All right?

You tell me where you are,
and I'll come get you.

AUSTIN:
I'm at the park.

Shoreway Park.

Under the lifeguard tower.

It's been 15 minutes--
still nothing.

Have we got any sign of North?

I don't see anything
over here, either.

DELKO:
Maybe this is a wash.

No, that is a negative.

Hold your position.
He will be here.

Okay. There he is at 11:00
coming right toward you.

You see him?

Do you see him? 11:00.

Go, go, go.

DELKO: Got eyes on him.
He doesn't see me yet.

Austin.

-Come to me. Austin.
-DUQUESNE: Randy!

-Stop!
-Austin!

Come to your dad, Austin!

-DUQUESNE: Austin, no!
-RANDY: Austin!

Wait! Wait! No, no, no.

Austin!

(groaning)

We meet again, Randy.

It's payback time.

(whimpers, groans)

RANDY:
Austin!

# Yeah! #

# We don't get fooled again #

# Don't get fooled again #

# No, no! #

Austin!

-It's okay, it's okay.
-Austin!

(sobbing)

Get your hands off of me!

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WOLFE:
Hey.

Did you hear about North?

Took him down.

Thought you'd be there
after what he did to you.

I figured they had it covered.

Yeah, well, they have him in PD
if you want to confront him.

You okay, Nat?

Uh...

No.

No, I'm not.

Um, I thought that I was,

but I... just keep
reliving that, uh--

being trapped in that trunk,
and I, um...

I just really thought
it was the end.

And l-I've had so many
close calls this year.

Too many.

I don't, I don't know if I can,
if I can do it anymore.

I really don't.

You know, after I had
my incident with the nail gun...

...I was afraid to go
through a door.

I was afraid to show up
at a crime scene.

I was afraid to look
down a microscope.

And this friend of mine,

she said to me,
"You're bigger than any injury.

You're better than what
this job does to you."

She said, uh, "You better get
underneath that crime tape

or you're gonna get
tangled up in it."

Damn, I am profound.

-Yeah.
-(laughs)

You are.

You know what I think?

I think you're gonna be okay.

Yeah, I'm gonna be okay.

Want me to walk
over there with you?

Yeah, would you?

Okay.

I'm sorry.

Shut up.

I'm trying to apologize.

We bent over backwards for you.

I stood in that court
and I stood up for you,

and I told that judge
that you were

a changed man,
and you tried to kill us?

You know what you got me?

You got me nothing.

Nothing!

No, now you've got nothing!

If you come at me one more time,

I will put a bullet
in your brain.

-Do you understand me?
-Shh-shh-shh.

Natalia, sweetheart.
Come on.

BOA VISTA: You're gonna
sit down and shut up

and you're gonna answer
the questions, right?

-Okay, ok...
-Sit your ass down!

Sit down!

-Sit down!
-Okay.

Randy, we need...

we need Jack Toller.

Look, I barely know the guy.

It's not like we pledged
a fraternity together.

We shared a cell
for a little while.

Please.
You shared more than that.

-(pounding table)
-Knock it off!

Answer the questions!

(sniffles)

Randy, clearly he knows how to
reach you when he needs a favor.

This is a man who incinerated

three young women.

All I know is
he kept bragging about

some deal that he was gonna make
when he got out.

-Okay?
-Who?

I don't know!

Some guy that pulls ATM heists.

He said that he had to talk
to three or four other guys

before he would talk
to the main man.

That's all I know!

Okay.

We'll check that out.
Check it out, please.

Oh, my God.

(panting)

An ATM heist, that was,
uh, that was last year.

You-You investigated
that, right?

It was a-a bank teller
shot at point-blank range.

-Do you know who it was?
-Yeah.

Leo... (clears throat) Kendry.

How do we find him?

Leo had a partner named...

uh... Ricky Galindo.

-Ricky Galindo.
-Yeah.

Okay. I'll put out

a BOLO on both Ricky and Leo.

(grunts)

H, are you okay?

-Yeah.
-You're okay?

I'm good. I'm good.

Go ahead.

(clears throat)

(TV playing indistinctly)

What's it look like, Ricky? Huh?

It's not bad, boss.

(sighs)

Not bad ain't gonna
cut it for me, man.

Those plates are straight from

the U.S. Department
of Printing and Engraving.

Bills they make
are completely undetectable.

You better hope so,
for your sake.

So, Toller,
what's your final selling price?

One-eighty.

And her.

Creative accounting.

I love it.

-Come here.
-What?

What is going on? Leo?

Shh!

I don't want her
to suffer, okay?

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DISPATCHER: All units,
suspect vehicle spotted

northbound on Ocean.

Black Porsche Boxer,
Florida plates--

nine-ocean-nine-
two-three-alpha.

(sirens wailing)

(tires screech)

(engine stops)

TRIPP:
Ricky Galindo.

Get out of the car!

What the hell is this?

Tell you what this is.

SIMMONS:
What's up, Rick?

Where's your pal Leo Kendry?

Or should we say your boss?

I got a regular job.

-Nothing to do with Kendry.
-Regular job,

you sure as hell
can't buy a car like this,

renting out Jet Skis
at the marina.

RICKY:
Oh, so you're profiling?

Pulling over young,

rich, good-Iooking guys
that got more going on than you?

Oh, come on, Rick.
I'm good-Iooking.

Besides, Leo owns you
like a slave.

Who's Leo doing
business with these days?

-Why don't you ask him?
-'Cause he's hiding out

with Jack Toller, that's why.

RICKY: Tell you what,
why don't you grab

my cell phone
out of my back pocket.

My lawyer's on speed dial
and you can talk to him.

Shut up.

Hey, Sarge,
what do you make of this?

What, do you got a couple
of sardines in your floor mat?

Where you been walking?

Oh, all over.

They could've come
from anywhere.

Yeah, except this
isn't a sardine.

It's a Garra fish.

Okay, Jacque Cousteau.
How the hell

is that gonna help us
on dry land?

You ever get a pedicure, Frank?

(siren wailing)

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Hialeah?
No, give me Bayside Downs.

Right.

Eighth race, sixth horse.

Okay.

MAN (over earpiece):
Agent Locklear,

executing entry north side.

We are entering hot.

Repeat, we are entering hot.

Stairwell clear.

Moving into east office.

All units on the ground,
on the roof, watch for movement.

You have a shot, take it.

Right. 5K to win.

Miami-Dade Police Department!

-Hands up! Hands up!
-Don't move!

Don't move!

CAINE:
Don't move, Leo.

Got the plates.

Where is he?

Where's who?

Toller!

Where is he?

LEO: Look, he was here,
all right, but then he left.

CAINE:
Where did he go?

Look, we closed the deal
and he left with a bonus.

What kind of bonus?

-A girl.
-A girl.

What's the girl's name?

It's Melanie Garland.

That means he's going
to kill again, Eric.

You planned this, didn't you?

Do I look like I know
anything about cars?

Leo gave you a bag of money.
Fix it.

I don't need your opinion
right now.

-Not interested in it.
-No!

I choked out girls for less.

You get back in the car,
you start it up.

It doesn't go anywhere,
you get ready to die. Okay?

-Okay.
-Attagirl.

Go.

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MELANIE:
This, and a pack of ultras.

Hey, you got something
smaller than this, miss?

Sorry, that's all I have.

(doorbell dings)

Come on, please.

Are you okay?

He'll kill me.

(phone ringing)

TRIPP:
Clerk was smart,

he sensed something
was wrong and called it in.

Well, what did she say to him?
I mean, what tipped him off?

I believe she said, uh,
"He will kill me."

I don't get it.

Why would a man on the run
take a risk like that?

Because... a man like that
can't escape his M.O.

He's already killed three girls.

Clerk says she came in
and bought a pack of ultras

and some radiator fluid.

Then she paid for it
with a Benjamin.

Could be having car problems.

Toller might still
be in the area.

Hold on a second.
What did she just do?

I don't know, roll that back.

Look at that.

Looks like she stole something
on the way out of the store.

-What is that?
-I don't know.

Tell you what,
let's get this over to AV.

BOA VISTA:
It's a disposable phone.

KQQ must be the brand.

All right.

You were right,
here she is, the serial number.

Okay, well, if we find
who that phone was calling,

-we might find that girl.
-Yeah.

DUQUESNE:
Yes, it's KQQ, D as in dog, R,

4-003-3938,

L as in Lucy.

Thank you.

Okay! Oh, there it is,
there it is, let's open it.

It's just the same number,
over and over again.

I know that number.

-Why do I know that number?
-You do?

Yeah, let me put it
in the directory.

It's Randy North.

Why is she calling North?

She's not. Toller is.

I want you to call him
back, Randy. Call him back.

No, he, he knows
that I'm in here.

Toller doesn't know anything,
or he wouldn't be calling you

every five seconds.

Well, what do you
want me to say?

CAINE:
We want you to ask him...

I want you to ask him
what he wants.

(sighs)

(clears throat)

l-I know what he wants.

When we were in...
we were cellmates,

and he, he, he mouthed off
to one of the guards, okay?

And they roughed him up a bit,
and when they were...

when they were dragging him
off to solitary, this...

this necklace,
this stupid necklace,

falls out of his pocket,
and, and I picked it up.

Where you going with this?

When I ditched the car for him,

he went crazy on me over
this, this, this necklace.

He knew that I had it.

You were just willing to forget
the fact that you stole from me?

I just didn't know that it
meant that much to you.

It's just a necklace, you know?

(groans)

Just a necklace.

No. That's not what I meant.

Where is it?

But, I mean, l-I never thought

that he was gonna
hunt me down for it.

Where is it now?

Well, you guys took it
when you locked me up.

CAINE:
Okay.

(sighs)
We're going to arrange a meet.

You mean face to face?

We're sure as hell not gonna
write him a letter.

You know what?
We'll call him for you.

Dial it.

(keypad beeps)

Take it.

(line ringing)

(train whistle blares)

RANDY:
I don't see him, guys.

Is there some way
that you... I mean,

how am I going to know
if you can see him if I can't?

TRIPP: All right, we got him,
he's on top of the train.

-What about Melanie? Do you
see her? -She's not with him.

-Where the hell is this girl?
-I don't know.

-I just hope she's still alive.
-(train whistle blows)

TRIPP: All units,
hold your positions.

He does not have the girl.

-I repeat, he does not
have the girl. -WOLFE: Guys.

Train coming up on them fast.

WOLFE: It's northbound
on the number two line.

We don't have much time
before the train cuts us off.

Get up here.

Now.

RANDY:
Up there?

TOLLER:
Yeah.

What the hell are they doing?
Guys, we got to get this done.

This train is coming up fast.

It's going to cut us off
from the suspects.

Rail yard said no arrivals
for two hours. What...

Where the hell are they going?

TOLLER: Look, I'm not going
to ask you again. Hand it over.

-I got it. I said I have it!
-Hand it over!

Guys, this train's coming fast!
It's coming real fast.

TRIPP: Does anybody have
a clear shot at Toller?

You know, you got the whole
world out there looking for you,

and you're about to give it up
over some stupid necklace?

What is it,
for the girl or something?

All right, we gotta
stop this train.

We gotta stop this train
right now!

Oh, he got made. He got made!

RANDY:
It's a women's necklace.

-I doubt it's for you.
-Stop the train!

-It's just a thought. -You
brought the cops, didn't you?

-No!
-Take a shot!

Stop the train!

Come on!

Come on!

I did everything
I was supposed to do!

DELKO:
Shut your mouth!

All right?
You just shut your mouth!

Yeah, Horatio?

Bastard's gone like the wind.

SIMMONS:
Damn it, Calleigh.

He was right there
in their grasp. They had him.

I know.

So, you know what? We rip
through every piece of evidence

from Toller's trial,
no matter how small.

We're looking
for any sort of pattern,

ritual... anything
that a serial killer like Toller

would revert to
as a comfort zone.

You're thinking we find that,
we find him?

Yeah.
I'd also like to come up

with the significance
to the necklace.

What do you think?

Um, my guess? It's some sort of
trophy from one of the victims.

So, Toller's case,
it turned on a single tooth

from the charred remains
of his last victim.

Right. And from there,
they were able to link him

-to all three victims?
-Exactly.

So I'm thinking, no one
ever really talked about

the original crime scene
where he killed the girls.

Hey, Calleigh, were Toller's
clothes ever tested?

I don't think so.

There wouldn't have been
a need for it, because

they already had the connection
they needed for a conviction.

What are you doing?

All of Toller's clothes
smell like smoke.

Well, I would think they would;
he burned his victims.

Yeah, so if we analyze the
organic compounds of this soot,

then perhaps we'll
be able to find

exactly where he
did that burning.

We find the crime scene,
we'll find Melanie.

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(printer whirring)

What'd we get?

More like what didn't we get?

Creosote, CO2...

off the chart levels of methane,
styrene, chloroform,

sulfur, formaldehyde,
chlorine, presence of PCs.

Geez.

What are you thinking?

I got a hunch.

Inputting elements
from the spectra:

creosote, chlorine, PCs...

I don't think there's
any sort of a database

for killers who incinerate
their victims.

No, but there is one for

the Eastern Seaboard
Air Quality Management.

Okay, these are all
hazardous pollutants,

flagged by the EPA.

It just connected me
to their database.

Two sources produce
chemical hazards

that match this description.

The first one is...

Iraqi oil fires.

-What's the other?
-Landfill fires.

Toller killed those girls
at a landfill.

And based on his M.O.,
he's gonna do it again.

(grunting)

Settle down!

No!

(grunts and yells)

Don't do this. Please.

(chuckles)

-Please.
-They all say that.

If only one of you
could figure it out.

-What do you want me to say?
-I want you to try this on.

It was my mother's.

Please.

Come on.

(groaning)

(cackles)

Feisty.

-(yelling)
-What?

(groans)

Hey! There we go.

There we go.
Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

That's perfect. That's perfect.

Don't move. Don't move.

Okay, now...

-(sobbing)
-Perfect.

(panting)

Say, "Jack, I'm ashamed of you."

I don't want to do this.

-Say it.
-I don't want to do this.

(groans)

You say it, you say it!

You say it, or I burn
your pretty little face off.

You say it.

I'm ashamed of you.

Say my name!
Say my name, and louder!

-Jack, I'm ashamed of you!
-Again!

-Jack, I'm ashamed of you!
-Jack, I'm ashamed of you.

You make me sick!

How many ways do I have
to tell you that you are

not to make my life harder
than it already is?!

I am so sick of you!

You disgust me!

-I'm ashamed of you.
-Jack, I'm ashamed of you!

(groans)

(panting)

What are you doing?

What I couldn't do to her.

No, Mommy! Mommy, no, no!

(groaning)

Help me!

Please! Help!

(panting)

Don't do it!

(screams)
Help me!

Please! (whimpers)

(gasping)

H, I got it, I got it, I got it!

Stay with the girl.
Stay with the girl!

(grunts)

(distant, prolonged yelling)

(prolonged yelling continues)

(yelling fades)

Toller!

(grunting)

(wheezing)

(wheezing moans)

DELKO:
Don't move, Toller!

(wheezing)

I got it. It's all right.
Let's go.

Get up. Get up!

Let's go.
H, I'll be back.

I'll be right back, H.

(wheezing)

I won't see him again, will I?

Your dad's going away
for a while.

Actually, he-he's going away
for a long time.

Will I ever see my sister again?

Yes, everyone worked
really hard and they found

a family that was ready
to take both of you.

Both of us?

Yes.

-Together?
-Together.

Does it have to be that family?

Why? Were you thinking

that you wanted to do
something different?

My dad's gone now, and...

my mom...

I thought maybe...

we could stay
with you for a while.

Before that.

Oh, Austin...

Pretty stupid, isn't it?

No.

That's not stupid.

I would love
to be able to say...

that I could take you
and your sister.

But I have this job.

And it's a big one.

And it takes a lot of my time.

And it... it asks a lot of me.

Sometimes too much.

It's okay, forget it.

Austin, you are very special.

And I want you to know that
this family where you're going

is so excited to have you.

And I bet, if you give it
a chance, you're gonna like it.

No matter where you go,
I'm gonna find you

and come and see you.

I'd like that.

I'd like that, too.

PATTY:
Austin!

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We got him.

Yes, we did.

Can I ask you something?

Who's Marisol?

How'd you know her name?

Apparently, you kept
repeating it in the ambulance.

She was my wife.

And she was murdered.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

She kept trying
to tell me to go back.

(chuckles)

Well, I'm glad you listened.

(sighs)

You gonna be okay?

I don't think so.

We, uh...
get you looked at, huh?

Okay.