CSI: Miami (2002–2012): Season 10, Episode 3 - Blown Away - full transcript
A tornado touches down on a murder scene, damaging the evidence and putting Ryan and Walter in grave danger.
METEOROLOGIST: This supercell
is massive, folks.
It's parked itself over
the entire county.
Expect rain and high winds
over the next 24 hours.
METEOROLOGIST 2: Gusts of up to
80 miles per hour
have downed trees
and power lines...
METEOROLOGIST 3: The National
Weather Service
has issued a tornado warning
for the day.
METEOROLOGIST 4: The tornado
touched down just minutes ago.
DISPATCHER:
Dispatch confirming a CSI unit
has arrived at the trailer park
where we have a report
of a dead body. Over.
(pounding on door)
MDPD. Hello?
I'll check the hall.
(thunder rumbling)
Clear!
METEOROLOGIST 5: Three tornados
have touched down
in the last hour.
This has developed into a
life-threatening situation.
DELKO: Where are you guys?
Horatio is recalling
everyone back to the lab.
Get back to me
as soon as you can.
H, Ryan and Walter
picked up a call
on their way out of Hialeah.
They're at the trailer
park near Kendall.
Kendall is in
the evacuation zone.
Yeah, they're already reporting
funnel clouds over there.
We got to get them out of there.
(wind whistling)
She's still warm, Wolfe.
Plus she's wearing her pajamas.
She must have just woken up
when she got attacked.
Look at that picture.
She must've
lived here with her parents.
Why did they leave her behind?
I don't understand.
This place should have
been evacuated.
The evacuation was, like,
an hour ago.
911 call just came in,
like, 30 minutes back.
Maybe she got hit
with a blunt object,
-like these golf clubs?
-Maybe so.
I'm going to call into Tom
and see if we can get permission
to move the body.
Dispatch. Dispatch, this is
CSI Simmons, over.
(static)
Ryan, Walter, come in.
Come on, guys.
(tires squealing)
Eric, take a look at this.
-Take a look at that.
-Oh, yeah.
Dispatch, I repeat-- this is
CSI Walter Simmons. Over.
(static)
(thunder crashing)
Dispatch, I repeat--
this is CS...
All right, I'm calling it, man.
We got to get out of here before
things get worse outside.
All right.
All right, cut
all around the body.
We'll save as much of the
crime scene as we can.
This is getting worse.
Yeah.
Ryan, Walter, come on, guys,
pick up the damn radio!
H, we're not going to make it.
-We're not going to outrun this.
-We don't have a choice.
Here we go. Hang on, Eric.
Hang on!
We got to roll her up.
-We got to find a closet!
-Yeah!
(wind howling)
Wolfe, I got it!
Walter!
Hold on!
We got to secure the body!
Come on, Walter!
Catch!
Hold it!
You got it?!
Pull the line!
Hold it! Wolfe, hold on!
Walter...!
Hold it! Hold it!
(grunting)
I can't hold it!
(screaming)
Wolfe!
Walter!
(screaming)
Wolfe! Wolfe!
(banging on door)
Wolfe!
(panting)
(wind subsides)
(banging)
CAINE (voice echoing):
Walter! Walter!
Are you all right?
-(echoing): Ryan?
-Walter, where's Ryan?
-Ryan?!
-Walter?
(normal voice): Where's Ryan?
Ryan?!
CAINE: Ryan?!
Ryan?!
# Yeah! #
# We don't get fooled again #
# Don't get fooled again #
# No, no! #
Where was the last place
you saw him, Walter?
Here. He was helping me
move the body to the closet.
You guys risked your lives
to move a dead body?
It was evidence.
Stupid, Walter.
(screaming)
We got to get those hands
looked at.
I threw him a string
of Christmas lights.
Did he make it to the closet?
Why didn't he make it
to the closet?
It was a tornado!
(soft groaning)
Hang on a second.
Did you hear that?
I got him.
We got him, Eric!
He's right here!
He's right here!
All right, Ryan, ready?
Here we go.
Ready...
Get me a paramedic right here!
Hey, Ryan. Here you go, buddy.
Let me see, let me see.
There you go.
Ryan, you hang in there!
All right, you just hang in.
Multiple contusions!
Paramedic, right here, please!
There you go. There you go.
Easy.
(coughs)
Attaboy, attaboy.
Go ahead.
There you go, there you go.
Easy.
CAINE: Easy.
We still have to solve
the murder of a young woman,
my friends.
We no longer have her body,
and we don't have a crime scene.
Cadaver dogs are here.
They'll be able to track
her scent through the air.
It was an F-2 tornado.
Her body could be in Broward.
Not necessarily. The F-2 winds,
they clock in at about 150.
So you convert that to force,
and that should give us
the maximum distance
her body
could have been thrown.
Dispatch said an unsub male
placed a 911 call.
Where are the girl's parents?
Parents are
Gary and Laura Sutton.
The victim Ellie was
their daughter.
Tripp's looking for them
in the shelters now.
DELKO:
How much you think she weighed?
No more than 110.
Hey, keep your eyes peeled
for a set of golf clubs, too.
Red and black bag.
Could be our murder weapon.
According to these calculations,
the max distance
her body could have been thrown
would have been 2,000 yards.
2,000 yards.
We need to find this girl.
(dog barking)
Good girl. That's it.
(indistinct radio chatter)
(gasps)
Delko, I got a runner.
I need you to head him off.
Stop! Hey, you...
I told you to stop!
Why are you running, huh?
-That woman spooked me.
-You look pretty good
for somebody that just went
through a tornado.
What the hell were you doing?
You stealing from these people?
I wasn't stealing.
I'm scavenging.
Come on, what does it matter?
What you do you mean,
what does it matter?!
These people just went through
the worst day of their lives!
You're going
to steal from them?!
Look at this.
I think this is the golf bag
Walter found in the trailer.
That's what you did, didn't you?
You came back here to get all
your incriminating evidence.
-What? -DELKO: Last time
we saw that golf bag,
it was next to the body
of a murdered girl.
You had something
to do with that?
Whoa, hold on there.
I didn't kill nobody.
I'm just here for the swag,
I swear.
And I'm going to take the word
of a scumbag like you?
Take him!
All right, what
the hell is this?
Is this a satellite dish?
I don't know. I don't know.
We should process
all this stuff,
-see if we can put this guy
at the crime scene. -All right.
OFFICER: Good boy. Go on.
What you got?
(dog barking)
Sometimes he can
throw a false hit.
Is he always looking
up like that?
Hey, buy that pooch
a porterhouse
and send me the bill.
Good boy.
Yeah, this is CSI Simmons.
We're going to need a bucket.
Chief Rawlings has requested
that a CSI help search
for bodies, Eric.
All right, no problem.
I'm on it.
-Just keep me posted, all right?
-You got it.
Dr. Loman.
I'm afraid this poor girl
is a pin cushion.
Have anything to go on?
Well, these hematomas
are antemortem.
Someone hit her
very hard many times.
This trauma to the torso,
she probably died
from a cardio-embolic episode.
Could this damage have been done
with a golf club?
No question.
Swing a club, you're hitting
someone 120 miles an hour.
There's one more thing
I can tell you.
Ellie had a boyfriend.
She's wearing a claddagh.
An Irish promise ring.
Heart's pointing up,
means someone's missing her.
MAN: This is my neighborhood.
-You can't keep me
out of here. -CAINE: Doctor,
would you stow the body, please?
Thank you, Tom.
You're going to have
to wait, sir.
Officer? Officer?
Okay, watch your step.
Are you in charge here?
I am. My name's
Lieutenant Caine.
Look, one of your officers said
that you found
our daughter's body here.
Are you Ellie's parents?
Yes. We-we just wanted
to explain that there's been
some kind of misunderstanding.
This-this girl can't
be our daughter.
Do you have a picture of Ellie?
Of course.
I'm sorry, but this is the girl
we found in your trailer.
It appears she's been murdered.
No. Wait, wait, wait.
Ellie wasn't with us
when we left.
She... sh-she lives in the dorms
on campus at Dade U.
She wasn't...
She was dressed in pajamas,
as if she slept here.
METEOROLOGIST:
The National Weather Service
has issued a tornado warning
for the day.
What about the family photos?
I didn't check her room.
Did you?
No, no, she's on campus.
Look, I want
to see her right now.
I don't think that's advisable
at this time,
but I'll let you know.
Hey, I've been through
everything in
that scavenger's bag,
and other than the golf bag,
nothing traces back
to the victim.
So are you having any luck
with this satellite dish?
Well, it's not a dish, so my
next guess is a flying saucer.
Oh, hey, congratulations.
-For what? -H put a commendation
in your file,
because Ryan told him
how you saved his life.
Ryan doesn't even know.
Ryan doesn't know what?
Never mind. Whatever.
Okay.
What is all that?
The sensors, I think.
'Cause this is an anemometer.
For measuring wind speed.
So it's some sort of a
weather-data-collecting thing?
Yeah, and these are cameras.
This might be
our first witness.
Where is the hard drive?
Hmm. Must broadcast
to a remote station.
I can start calling
the universities.
No, no, no, wait.
You might not have to.
Check this out.
Well, there were some sort
of words there,
but they're all scraped off.
Yes, but it was stamped.
And when you stamp metal,
you weaken it.
Hey, where's that big magnet?
Um, uh, yeah.
Sir.
Okay, now if we apply a magnetic
field to that area,
it'll be stronger where
the metal was weaker.
And the shavings are
gonna stick
where the lettering was.
That's brilliant. Okay.
"If found, please call..."
TRIPP: So why were you guys
conducting weather research
at a trailer park?
Or is it true
they're really tornado magnets?
(chuckles) No, that's a myth.
Our data models suggested
there was a high chance
that a funnel would
drop near there.
So you guys are NOAA
or some local U?
More freelance.
We're storm chasers.
You mean, the idiots that drive
into tornadoes?
Well, we do it
for scientific research.
But that is why
we invented the Turtle.
Turtle?
This.
It's an anagram for Total Remote
Tornado Logging Equipment.
Like today we placed it in
the trailer park,
and then we drove out of there.
When the tornado hit,
it sent us all the data
safe and sound in the Armadillo.
TRIPP: Armadillo? Only
armadillos I know
are back home in Lubbock.
It's our research vehicle.
So, what? I mean, you guys, you
guys have an animal fetish?
(chuckles)
No. We sell our data, our
footage to colleges, TV shows.
And our clients, they kinda like
that we have cool names,
weird toys.
So you're not risking your lives
for science,
you're in it for the money.
Did you guys see anybody
when you dropped this
thing off earlier?
No, place was like a ghost town.
That's why we were in there.
We're the ones who called
County to clear the area.
So where's the footage
from the Turtle?
No use lying about this, Leon.
Please don't tell
our clients this,
but we got a bug in the system.
It erased all our video.
TRIPP: Really?
Good thing we got
a few toys of our own.
CAINE: Walter.
Hey. I've rebuilt
most of the video.
Have these cameras
been rolling the whole time?
Yep, from the moment
they dropped it
to when the tornado hit.
It's not pointed at
the Suttons' trailer,
but it should show us
anyone on the street.
There's our intrepid storm
chasers putting it down.
Walter, is that vehicle leaving?
No, it's stopping, looks like.
CAINE: Freeze that, please.
WALTER: I can't make out
that guy's face.
Fits the time for
Ellie's murder, though.
Is that a uniform?
You know what?
Clean up that plate.
(computer trilling)
Car's registered
to a Travis Renner.
Address over at Dade U.,
where Ellie went to school.
Walter, you just found
the boyfriend.
BOA VISTA:
So, you go to the school,
but you're also in the Navy?
Not yet, ma'am.
I'm on an ROTC scholarship.
I don't get my commission
until after I graduate.
Travis, let me ask you
a question.
Why would Ellie go home in
the middle of the night?
She said she was homesick.
Ellie was really close
to her parents.
Is that why was she kept
the relationship from them?
She did that for me, sir.
Commander doesn't allow
cadets to date.
You were at the house today,
Travis.
I was worried about her.
All the storm warnings?
I knocked, no one answered.
That's a whole lot of knocking.
You were there for 20 minutes.
I waited, tried calling
her cell a few times.
MAN:
Renner! These relief supplies
are not gonna load themselves.
Look, I'm dying inside
and I have to pretend that
everything is great.
I keep going over and
over in my head,
if only I had seen something.
I'm sorry.
Think that's the whole story?
It rarely is.
Dispatch, this is CSI Delko.
Be advised I finished up
with search and rescue
at the trailer park.
Returning to the lab.
DISPATCHER: CSI Delko, QSL.
We have you back in service.
Hey. (smooches)
Come here, boy. Come here.
-(whimpers)
-Come on.
Hey. It's okay.
Yeah, you're hungry, huh?
Here you go, yeah.
That's a good boy, huh.
(dog whimpers)
What's on your paws?
That's not your blood.
Here, come here.
Show me where you came from.
Come on.
(dog barking)
(dialing)
-Loman.
-Hey, Tom, it's Eric.
-Eric, what's going on?
-Yeah, listen,
I got another body for you.
Guy's got some kind of,
some kind of wound
near his throat; big hole.
-Okay, I'll be right over.
-Wait a minute.
Tom, Tom, what do bubbles mean?
If bubbles are coming out
of the wound?
Eric, that means
he's still alive.
I checked his pulse!
There was nothing!
Probably too faint
from blood loss.
Hang on. All right,
tell me what to do!
Okay, you need to make it
so that he can breathe
through the hole.
Do you have a pen?!
Yeah, I have a pen.
Empty it out so that
it's a tube.
Then feel around for the hole
and stick the pen into it.
There's something in the wound.
Can you pull it out?
Yeah, I'm pulling it out
right now.
Yeah, all right,
I got it out. I got it out.
All right, He's breathing.
He's breathing.
Send an ambulance, Tom!
Send an ambulance.
Hey, you're gonna be all right.
You're gonna be all right.
Ellie's father's still here.
Said he won't leave
without her body.
Where do we stand on that?
Still extracting debris.
Hope to send my results
up to Trace soon.
Okay, find me.
Mr. Sutton?
I'm not going, Lieutenant.
I can't leave Ellie alone
in this place.
Mr. Sutton, Ellie's not alone.
She's with people who are
doing everything they can.
But I'm her father.
I have to do something for her.
You know what?
You know what the best thing
you can do is go home
and be with your wife.
And I'll call you
when it's time, okay?
This never gets easy, does it?
No, it doesn't.
Just received the results
from Ellie's blood work.
You should see this.
Are you sure about these, Tom?
Yes.
Thank you.
(speed-dialing)
Natalia, the ROTC commander,
I need his number.
Travis, as a cadet,
you swore to an honor code.
That's right, sir.
Well, you broke the code.
BOA VISTA: We just got
these test results back.
Positive for HCG?
What is that?
It's a hormone
that's only detectable
in women when they're pregnant.
Pregnant?
I didn't know
Ellie was pregnant.
That is the second time
you've lied to us.
I didn't lie to you.
I just didn't tell you.
I spoke to your
commanding officer.
What? Why did you do that?
-Do you know what that means?
-We know exactly what it means.
It means an automatic discharge
for you if you got her pregnant.
Oh, my God.
You just ruined my life.
That's exactly what you said
to her last night, isn't it?
Isn't that why she
ended up going home?
It... it'll be okay.
We know what we have to do.
Make an appointment tomorrow
to get this taken care of.
Travis, this is our baby.
We already talked
about getting married.
After I get my commission.
Ellie, if you're pregnant,
there is no commission.
I don't care
if you're in the military.
Yeah, I know.
You've been trying
to get me to quit for months.
I just walked
right into your trap.
You went there this morning
to get out of the trap
you're in, Travis.
No, I didn't.
I went there to apologize.
Really? You changed your mind
just like that-- that fast?
I didn't want to lose her.
God, even if it meant
losing my scholarship.
But no one was home.
I didn't lie to you about that.
I swear.
I want a lawyer, sir.
I think that's a capital idea.
Found a... found a new
boyfriend for you.
He's really cute.
He's short.
Maybe more hairy
than you're used to.
(chuckling)
You got a lost dog?
Yeah.
Animal Services
is looking for the owners,
but, uh, I just want to make
sure he doesn't go to a shelter.
I remember you saying how much
you miss having a dog around.
That's true. I do.
You know, I never want
to be accused
of being a home wrecker, though.
Maybe the owners will come back.
Yeah. I hope so.
So we've got two victims
from the same trailer park.
That can't be a coincidence,
can it?
Well, don't forget
we did just have a tornado.
I mean, winds were strong enough
to turn this thing
into a projectile
I had to pull out of somebody.
What is that?
Not sure yet.
But the material is a...
it's a ripstop nylon.
May I see it?
Yeah.
It's a parachute.
What, a kid's toy?
What do you think?
Not exactly.
I have an idea. Will you clear
off a space for me
on the top of the parking garage
and meet me up there in five?
Yeah.
#
What the hell
are you making here?
A potato gun.
Why would you want
to shoot a potato?
Because it's really fun.
I used to make these
when I was a kid,
and I have a feeling
that our parachute
was shot out of something
like this.
What, you think this gun could
shoot through a man's chest?
Sure you can,
with enough air pressure.
I've seen a potato go
through the hood of a car.
Speaking of which,
you should back up.
It's been a while
since I've done this.
(whooshing)
I saw NOAA demonstrate this
once, but instead of a washer,
it had a probe attached to it.
So this could be used
for tornado research?
That's exactly
what it's used for.
And Walter ran
into some storm chasers
at the trailer park
the other day.
They were doing
some research there.
God, Eric, it's possible
that this was an accident.
They might have
shot the tornado,
and the tornado
could have shot him.
Problem is, we won't know
until we find the probe.
We have no idea where that is.
Think the probe could be
in the same place
I found the parachute?
-In our victim?
-Yeah.
Eric, that could kill him.
Yeah.
I'm going to the hospital.
Call them.
Tell them I'm on my way.
Okay.
At this point, I'm afraid
he can't move or speak.
You have a few minutes before
we bring him into surgery.
Okay. Thanks.
My name is Eric.
I'm the one
that found you today.
I know this sounds strange,
but we found a piece of
a weather probe inside of you.
There-there's something
still stuck in there,
and doctors, they'll be able
to get it out.
Hopefully, then, we can
figure out what happened to you.
But you're in good hands here.
And I'll be here.
I'll be here every step
of the way.
Hey, Wolfe,
what are you doing here?
I thought you were
in the hospital.
Oh, no, doctor says I'm fine.
You know what the guys
in Patrol are calling me?
Dorothy. Dorothy!
Guess what. You were
in that tornado, too.
That makes you Toto.
Whatever, man. Hey, uh, listen,
I wanted to talk to you
about what you told Horatio.
Okay, we can talk about that,
but first, take a look at this.
Surgeons pulled this out
of the guy that Delko found.
Calleigh says it's
a weather probe.
Ah. Been waiting for this.
KPA...
Hmm.
"K" stands for kilo.
Don't know what "P.A."
stands for.
You know, I took a...
a scale and measurement class
in college.
Uh, we used
these mnemonic devices.
P.A., P.A., P.A., P.A.
Pa... pa is a father.
Your father puts pressure on you
to get good grades.
Pressure... pascal.
Pascal is a unit of measurement
used in barometric pressure.
Okay. Barometric pressure.
You use that
in tornado research.
So that means the storm hunters
did shoot our victim.
Yeah, and I think I know
how to figure out
whether or not they meant to.
These probes,
they start recording
the moment
that they're launched.
So if we match its first
registered recording
with NOAA's barometric pressure
data for the area,
then we'll know exactly
what time the victim was shot.
Yeah, yeah.
But somebody shoots you
in the middle of a tornado,
could be an accident.
Any other time,
it's attempted murder.
Yes.
I'll pull up NOAA's Web site.
Okay.
All right, first
reading is 913.
913... 913-- we got
a 1:52, and I got a 10:35.
Delko found the body
at 1:00,
so it can't be the 1:52.
Has to be the 10:35.
The tornado was at 11:00.
Walter, this wasn't an accident.
CAINE: Gentlemen, do those
belong to you?
Yeah, it's one of
our vortex probes.
After a storm,
we drive around for hours
looking for these things.
Where'd you find it?
We actually, uh, pulled it
out of this guy.
Oh, my God. That's Jared.
We just brought him on
as a partner.
You didn't mention
you had a partner.
Uh, you never asked us.
We just met the guy.
He's a meteorologist
at a radio station.
He called us.
He wanted to work with us.
We must have fired the
probe into the tornado
and it caught a downdraft.
Well, yeah,
that's what we thought,
but turns out the data
from the probe
suggests it was fired
a half hour before the tornado.
So it's not looking
like it's an accident.
Wait a minute.
Leon, wasn't that about the time
that he ran off in the
trailer park today?
He's supposed
to work our Doppler,
but all he ever wants to do
is field research.
He's always running off
with the air cannon.
Yeah, he's weird.
He... he'd always come back
with his bag all
stuffed and saying
it was air samples,
but he never showed us.
And today, he never came back.
You didn't go looking for him?
We warned him to be back in ten.
When he didn't show up, we left.
The storm was pretty bad.
He drove out there on his own,
so we just figured
he was going to his car.
Never figured he'd wind up dead.
He's not dead.
I just assumed,
'cause of the picture.
WOLFE: No. He just
got out of surgery.
So we'll have to wait
till he recovers
to find out what happened.
Well, that's great.
Where is he? If there's anything
we can do to help him.
Actually, there is.
Where is his car?
You know what?
I think this tornado
threw this car 300 feet
from where they said it was.
It's unbelievable.
Got a backpack here.
Yeah, grab that.
The weather twins said Jared
was very fond of it.
Yeah, well, I can see why.
Take a look.
Wow.
Jewelry, watches.
Personal items.
You think he's a scavenger,
like that guy you caught?
No, I don't think
he was a scavenger.
I think he was breaking
and entering.
You think he was a thief?
Think about it.
He hooks up
with these storm chasers.
They go into
an evacuated neighborhood.
Gets out, he says he's going
to do research on his own.
Except he's breaking
into houses.
So he dropped this off,
went back for more.
That's right. He's not a victim.
No.
Sorry, Eric.
Yeah, me, too.
DELKO: Wake up.
Wake up, Jared.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's right,
we know your name now, Jared.
We also know a few other things,
like you like to pretend to be
a storm chaser so you can break
into people's homes.
We still don't know
who shot you,
but I don't even care right now,
because as soon as you're able
to walk, I'm gonna be standing
at that door
to take you to prison.
(gasping): I tried...
Tried to what?
(wheezes): Stop...
You tried to stop what?
(alarm beeping)
You tried to stop what?!
Get out of here.
Now!
Go ahead...
I'm right behind you.
Okay, Tom managed to eliminate
all the tornado debris
from Ellie Sutton's body,
which left us with
three possible sources of
transfer from the murder.
Okay. You mind
working the tablet?
Not at all.
First up is...
...a blade of, uh,
Tif-dwarf Bermuda grass
in her torso,
in the wound on her torso.
-Okay.
-Center-right.
-Got it.
-Right there.
Now, you know that grass is on
every single golf course
in Miami, so that's probably
from our murder weapon.
Good point.
Secondly, we got acrylic paint
under the nails.
Nothing odd about that,
since she was an art student.
All right.
Finally... okay.
All right, right here
on her face.
The right side of her cheek,
we got a mixture
of ketchup and flour
with traces
of steel wool particles.
Steel wool particles.
So maybe that was left over
from breakfast?
You don't eat steel wool.
Good point. Not tasty.
But you can make
a homemade brass polish
from a mixture of
ketchup and flour.
Okay, now, how do you know that?
It's a little trick I learned
in the Boy Scouts.
Wait a minute.
If a Boy Scout knows it, an ROTC
cadet would know it, too, right?
My lawyer told me
not to say anything.
And you don't have to, Travis.
That's all we needed.
I didn't do anything.
Save it for your lawyer, Travis.
I didn't do anything.
I didn't do anything.
I didn't do anything.
No, you don't understand.
Ellie died because
I didn't do anything.
-What are you doing here?!
-Whoa!
Get out of my house!
I'm gonna call the cops!
(stammers): I'm sorry!
I'm going, I'm going!
-I made a terrible mistake,
okay? -Now! Get out of here.
-I'm sorry.
-Go!
Just go.
I'm going. I made a mistake...
I froze.
How could I tell you that?
I watched that man beat her,
and I didn't do anything.
I'm a coward.
You still want
to help Ellie, son?
Can you identify these men?
That's all I need.
(speed-dialing)
Eric, listen.
BOA VISTA: Were the men you saw
in the trailer?
Yes.
These were the guys.
These two-- they were
robbing the place
when Ellie walked in on them.
What about this guy?
What was he doing?
He was the only one
that tried to help her.
(EIlie groaning)
What the hell are you doing?
She's still alive!
You got to call an ambulance!
(EIlie groaning)
You-you've been
robbing these places?
You were supposed to stay
in the truck, Jared.
Jared...
Jared!
Hang on.
(EIlie groans)
That's what Jared
was trying to tell me.
He tried to stop Ellie's murder.
But I wouldn't listen.
You were just trying
to follow the evidence.
This isn't evidence, okay?
This is bait.
These guys, they put
that bag in his car
to try and cover their tracks.
Okay. Well, this is not over.
It can't be that hard to find
a vehicle called the Armadillo.
Well, let's hope so.
(sirens wailing)
(tires screech)
Hey.
Eric!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I got him, H.
I'll handle this, Leon.
Think that's a good idea,
Ronnie?
Don't say anything, Leon.
This is your only chance.
Tell you what, I'll
make it easy for you.
Leon killed them both.
What the hell are you doing?
I'm sorry, Leon,
I can't cover for you.
You son of a bitch.
I didn't do it! You know I...
Ronnie killed that girl.
(whacking)
I didn't know
he was going to do it.
Well, looks like a problem
of "he said, he said."
Sounds like reasonable
doubt to me.
You know what, Ronnie, they're
going to believe my side.
You want to know why?
'Cause I admit it.
I shot Jared.
RONNIE: You don't know
what you're doing.
Well, I know I can't
do this anymore.
Jared didn't know
what we were doing.
(panting)
OPERATOR:
911. What's your emergency?
I want to report a murder.
Okay, calm down, sir.
What's your location?
(air cannon fires)
I'm sorry.
I had to stop him
from calling the cops.
But, Leon,
Jared did call the cops.
That's how we found her body.
Take them, please.
Hey.
I heard you turned down the
commendation from Horatio.
Yeah, I didn't
deserve that, man.
Saving my ass doesn't deserve
a little pat on the back?
That's what I've been
trying to tell you, Wolfe.
I didn't save your life, man.
(screaming)
I wanted to, but I let go.
You don't even know
what happened, do you?
You know, it's because
you let go of those lights,
I was able to anchor myself
to those pipes.
So you did save my life.
Plus, do you realize
what we've been through?
An F-2 tornado.
That story's gonna get us
free drinks
the rest of our lives.
So give it...
(laughs)
So give it here,
give it here, man!
Ooh. I got to give you this.
I can't. I hurt my...
Shoulder love?
-Okay, shoulder love.
-Shoulder love.
(both groan)
Yeah.
Probably still dislocated.
Thanks, Wolfe.
You're welcome, Walter.
Let's go.
(monitor beeping steadily,
ventilator whooshing)
If you could talk, I'm... sure
you wouldn't want to talk to me.
I wanted you to meet someone.
This is Ellie.
She's the girl
you risked your life for,
when no one else would.
She'll be there
when you wake up.
#
(sniffles)
(sobbing)
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
is massive, folks.
It's parked itself over
the entire county.
Expect rain and high winds
over the next 24 hours.
METEOROLOGIST 2: Gusts of up to
80 miles per hour
have downed trees
and power lines...
METEOROLOGIST 3: The National
Weather Service
has issued a tornado warning
for the day.
METEOROLOGIST 4: The tornado
touched down just minutes ago.
DISPATCHER:
Dispatch confirming a CSI unit
has arrived at the trailer park
where we have a report
of a dead body. Over.
(pounding on door)
MDPD. Hello?
I'll check the hall.
(thunder rumbling)
Clear!
METEOROLOGIST 5: Three tornados
have touched down
in the last hour.
This has developed into a
life-threatening situation.
DELKO: Where are you guys?
Horatio is recalling
everyone back to the lab.
Get back to me
as soon as you can.
H, Ryan and Walter
picked up a call
on their way out of Hialeah.
They're at the trailer
park near Kendall.
Kendall is in
the evacuation zone.
Yeah, they're already reporting
funnel clouds over there.
We got to get them out of there.
(wind whistling)
She's still warm, Wolfe.
Plus she's wearing her pajamas.
She must have just woken up
when she got attacked.
Look at that picture.
She must've
lived here with her parents.
Why did they leave her behind?
I don't understand.
This place should have
been evacuated.
The evacuation was, like,
an hour ago.
911 call just came in,
like, 30 minutes back.
Maybe she got hit
with a blunt object,
-like these golf clubs?
-Maybe so.
I'm going to call into Tom
and see if we can get permission
to move the body.
Dispatch. Dispatch, this is
CSI Simmons, over.
(static)
Ryan, Walter, come in.
Come on, guys.
(tires squealing)
Eric, take a look at this.
-Take a look at that.
-Oh, yeah.
Dispatch, I repeat-- this is
CSI Walter Simmons. Over.
(static)
(thunder crashing)
Dispatch, I repeat--
this is CS...
All right, I'm calling it, man.
We got to get out of here before
things get worse outside.
All right.
All right, cut
all around the body.
We'll save as much of the
crime scene as we can.
This is getting worse.
Yeah.
Ryan, Walter, come on, guys,
pick up the damn radio!
H, we're not going to make it.
-We're not going to outrun this.
-We don't have a choice.
Here we go. Hang on, Eric.
Hang on!
We got to roll her up.
-We got to find a closet!
-Yeah!
(wind howling)
Wolfe, I got it!
Walter!
Hold on!
We got to secure the body!
Come on, Walter!
Catch!
Hold it!
You got it?!
Pull the line!
Hold it! Wolfe, hold on!
Walter...!
Hold it! Hold it!
(grunting)
I can't hold it!
(screaming)
Wolfe!
Walter!
(screaming)
Wolfe! Wolfe!
(banging on door)
Wolfe!
(panting)
(wind subsides)
(banging)
CAINE (voice echoing):
Walter! Walter!
Are you all right?
-(echoing): Ryan?
-Walter, where's Ryan?
-Ryan?!
-Walter?
(normal voice): Where's Ryan?
Ryan?!
CAINE: Ryan?!
Ryan?!
# Yeah! #
# We don't get fooled again #
# Don't get fooled again #
# No, no! #
Where was the last place
you saw him, Walter?
Here. He was helping me
move the body to the closet.
You guys risked your lives
to move a dead body?
It was evidence.
Stupid, Walter.
(screaming)
We got to get those hands
looked at.
I threw him a string
of Christmas lights.
Did he make it to the closet?
Why didn't he make it
to the closet?
It was a tornado!
(soft groaning)
Hang on a second.
Did you hear that?
I got him.
We got him, Eric!
He's right here!
He's right here!
All right, Ryan, ready?
Here we go.
Ready...
Get me a paramedic right here!
Hey, Ryan. Here you go, buddy.
Let me see, let me see.
There you go.
Ryan, you hang in there!
All right, you just hang in.
Multiple contusions!
Paramedic, right here, please!
There you go. There you go.
Easy.
(coughs)
Attaboy, attaboy.
Go ahead.
There you go, there you go.
Easy.
CAINE: Easy.
We still have to solve
the murder of a young woman,
my friends.
We no longer have her body,
and we don't have a crime scene.
Cadaver dogs are here.
They'll be able to track
her scent through the air.
It was an F-2 tornado.
Her body could be in Broward.
Not necessarily. The F-2 winds,
they clock in at about 150.
So you convert that to force,
and that should give us
the maximum distance
her body
could have been thrown.
Dispatch said an unsub male
placed a 911 call.
Where are the girl's parents?
Parents are
Gary and Laura Sutton.
The victim Ellie was
their daughter.
Tripp's looking for them
in the shelters now.
DELKO:
How much you think she weighed?
No more than 110.
Hey, keep your eyes peeled
for a set of golf clubs, too.
Red and black bag.
Could be our murder weapon.
According to these calculations,
the max distance
her body could have been thrown
would have been 2,000 yards.
2,000 yards.
We need to find this girl.
(dog barking)
Good girl. That's it.
(indistinct radio chatter)
(gasps)
Delko, I got a runner.
I need you to head him off.
Stop! Hey, you...
I told you to stop!
Why are you running, huh?
-That woman spooked me.
-You look pretty good
for somebody that just went
through a tornado.
What the hell were you doing?
You stealing from these people?
I wasn't stealing.
I'm scavenging.
Come on, what does it matter?
What you do you mean,
what does it matter?!
These people just went through
the worst day of their lives!
You're going
to steal from them?!
Look at this.
I think this is the golf bag
Walter found in the trailer.
That's what you did, didn't you?
You came back here to get all
your incriminating evidence.
-What? -DELKO: Last time
we saw that golf bag,
it was next to the body
of a murdered girl.
You had something
to do with that?
Whoa, hold on there.
I didn't kill nobody.
I'm just here for the swag,
I swear.
And I'm going to take the word
of a scumbag like you?
Take him!
All right, what
the hell is this?
Is this a satellite dish?
I don't know. I don't know.
We should process
all this stuff,
-see if we can put this guy
at the crime scene. -All right.
OFFICER: Good boy. Go on.
What you got?
(dog barking)
Sometimes he can
throw a false hit.
Is he always looking
up like that?
Hey, buy that pooch
a porterhouse
and send me the bill.
Good boy.
Yeah, this is CSI Simmons.
We're going to need a bucket.
Chief Rawlings has requested
that a CSI help search
for bodies, Eric.
All right, no problem.
I'm on it.
-Just keep me posted, all right?
-You got it.
Dr. Loman.
I'm afraid this poor girl
is a pin cushion.
Have anything to go on?
Well, these hematomas
are antemortem.
Someone hit her
very hard many times.
This trauma to the torso,
she probably died
from a cardio-embolic episode.
Could this damage have been done
with a golf club?
No question.
Swing a club, you're hitting
someone 120 miles an hour.
There's one more thing
I can tell you.
Ellie had a boyfriend.
She's wearing a claddagh.
An Irish promise ring.
Heart's pointing up,
means someone's missing her.
MAN: This is my neighborhood.
-You can't keep me
out of here. -CAINE: Doctor,
would you stow the body, please?
Thank you, Tom.
You're going to have
to wait, sir.
Officer? Officer?
Okay, watch your step.
Are you in charge here?
I am. My name's
Lieutenant Caine.
Look, one of your officers said
that you found
our daughter's body here.
Are you Ellie's parents?
Yes. We-we just wanted
to explain that there's been
some kind of misunderstanding.
This-this girl can't
be our daughter.
Do you have a picture of Ellie?
Of course.
I'm sorry, but this is the girl
we found in your trailer.
It appears she's been murdered.
No. Wait, wait, wait.
Ellie wasn't with us
when we left.
She... sh-she lives in the dorms
on campus at Dade U.
She wasn't...
She was dressed in pajamas,
as if she slept here.
METEOROLOGIST:
The National Weather Service
has issued a tornado warning
for the day.
What about the family photos?
I didn't check her room.
Did you?
No, no, she's on campus.
Look, I want
to see her right now.
I don't think that's advisable
at this time,
but I'll let you know.
Hey, I've been through
everything in
that scavenger's bag,
and other than the golf bag,
nothing traces back
to the victim.
So are you having any luck
with this satellite dish?
Well, it's not a dish, so my
next guess is a flying saucer.
Oh, hey, congratulations.
-For what? -H put a commendation
in your file,
because Ryan told him
how you saved his life.
Ryan doesn't even know.
Ryan doesn't know what?
Never mind. Whatever.
Okay.
What is all that?
The sensors, I think.
'Cause this is an anemometer.
For measuring wind speed.
So it's some sort of a
weather-data-collecting thing?
Yeah, and these are cameras.
This might be
our first witness.
Where is the hard drive?
Hmm. Must broadcast
to a remote station.
I can start calling
the universities.
No, no, no, wait.
You might not have to.
Check this out.
Well, there were some sort
of words there,
but they're all scraped off.
Yes, but it was stamped.
And when you stamp metal,
you weaken it.
Hey, where's that big magnet?
Um, uh, yeah.
Sir.
Okay, now if we apply a magnetic
field to that area,
it'll be stronger where
the metal was weaker.
And the shavings are
gonna stick
where the lettering was.
That's brilliant. Okay.
"If found, please call..."
TRIPP: So why were you guys
conducting weather research
at a trailer park?
Or is it true
they're really tornado magnets?
(chuckles) No, that's a myth.
Our data models suggested
there was a high chance
that a funnel would
drop near there.
So you guys are NOAA
or some local U?
More freelance.
We're storm chasers.
You mean, the idiots that drive
into tornadoes?
Well, we do it
for scientific research.
But that is why
we invented the Turtle.
Turtle?
This.
It's an anagram for Total Remote
Tornado Logging Equipment.
Like today we placed it in
the trailer park,
and then we drove out of there.
When the tornado hit,
it sent us all the data
safe and sound in the Armadillo.
TRIPP: Armadillo? Only
armadillos I know
are back home in Lubbock.
It's our research vehicle.
So, what? I mean, you guys, you
guys have an animal fetish?
(chuckles)
No. We sell our data, our
footage to colleges, TV shows.
And our clients, they kinda like
that we have cool names,
weird toys.
So you're not risking your lives
for science,
you're in it for the money.
Did you guys see anybody
when you dropped this
thing off earlier?
No, place was like a ghost town.
That's why we were in there.
We're the ones who called
County to clear the area.
So where's the footage
from the Turtle?
No use lying about this, Leon.
Please don't tell
our clients this,
but we got a bug in the system.
It erased all our video.
TRIPP: Really?
Good thing we got
a few toys of our own.
CAINE: Walter.
Hey. I've rebuilt
most of the video.
Have these cameras
been rolling the whole time?
Yep, from the moment
they dropped it
to when the tornado hit.
It's not pointed at
the Suttons' trailer,
but it should show us
anyone on the street.
There's our intrepid storm
chasers putting it down.
Walter, is that vehicle leaving?
No, it's stopping, looks like.
CAINE: Freeze that, please.
WALTER: I can't make out
that guy's face.
Fits the time for
Ellie's murder, though.
Is that a uniform?
You know what?
Clean up that plate.
(computer trilling)
Car's registered
to a Travis Renner.
Address over at Dade U.,
where Ellie went to school.
Walter, you just found
the boyfriend.
BOA VISTA:
So, you go to the school,
but you're also in the Navy?
Not yet, ma'am.
I'm on an ROTC scholarship.
I don't get my commission
until after I graduate.
Travis, let me ask you
a question.
Why would Ellie go home in
the middle of the night?
She said she was homesick.
Ellie was really close
to her parents.
Is that why was she kept
the relationship from them?
She did that for me, sir.
Commander doesn't allow
cadets to date.
You were at the house today,
Travis.
I was worried about her.
All the storm warnings?
I knocked, no one answered.
That's a whole lot of knocking.
You were there for 20 minutes.
I waited, tried calling
her cell a few times.
MAN:
Renner! These relief supplies
are not gonna load themselves.
Look, I'm dying inside
and I have to pretend that
everything is great.
I keep going over and
over in my head,
if only I had seen something.
I'm sorry.
Think that's the whole story?
It rarely is.
Dispatch, this is CSI Delko.
Be advised I finished up
with search and rescue
at the trailer park.
Returning to the lab.
DISPATCHER: CSI Delko, QSL.
We have you back in service.
Hey. (smooches)
Come here, boy. Come here.
-(whimpers)
-Come on.
Hey. It's okay.
Yeah, you're hungry, huh?
Here you go, yeah.
That's a good boy, huh.
(dog whimpers)
What's on your paws?
That's not your blood.
Here, come here.
Show me where you came from.
Come on.
(dog barking)
(dialing)
-Loman.
-Hey, Tom, it's Eric.
-Eric, what's going on?
-Yeah, listen,
I got another body for you.
Guy's got some kind of,
some kind of wound
near his throat; big hole.
-Okay, I'll be right over.
-Wait a minute.
Tom, Tom, what do bubbles mean?
If bubbles are coming out
of the wound?
Eric, that means
he's still alive.
I checked his pulse!
There was nothing!
Probably too faint
from blood loss.
Hang on. All right,
tell me what to do!
Okay, you need to make it
so that he can breathe
through the hole.
Do you have a pen?!
Yeah, I have a pen.
Empty it out so that
it's a tube.
Then feel around for the hole
and stick the pen into it.
There's something in the wound.
Can you pull it out?
Yeah, I'm pulling it out
right now.
Yeah, all right,
I got it out. I got it out.
All right, He's breathing.
He's breathing.
Send an ambulance, Tom!
Send an ambulance.
Hey, you're gonna be all right.
You're gonna be all right.
Ellie's father's still here.
Said he won't leave
without her body.
Where do we stand on that?
Still extracting debris.
Hope to send my results
up to Trace soon.
Okay, find me.
Mr. Sutton?
I'm not going, Lieutenant.
I can't leave Ellie alone
in this place.
Mr. Sutton, Ellie's not alone.
She's with people who are
doing everything they can.
But I'm her father.
I have to do something for her.
You know what?
You know what the best thing
you can do is go home
and be with your wife.
And I'll call you
when it's time, okay?
This never gets easy, does it?
No, it doesn't.
Just received the results
from Ellie's blood work.
You should see this.
Are you sure about these, Tom?
Yes.
Thank you.
(speed-dialing)
Natalia, the ROTC commander,
I need his number.
Travis, as a cadet,
you swore to an honor code.
That's right, sir.
Well, you broke the code.
BOA VISTA: We just got
these test results back.
Positive for HCG?
What is that?
It's a hormone
that's only detectable
in women when they're pregnant.
Pregnant?
I didn't know
Ellie was pregnant.
That is the second time
you've lied to us.
I didn't lie to you.
I just didn't tell you.
I spoke to your
commanding officer.
What? Why did you do that?
-Do you know what that means?
-We know exactly what it means.
It means an automatic discharge
for you if you got her pregnant.
Oh, my God.
You just ruined my life.
That's exactly what you said
to her last night, isn't it?
Isn't that why she
ended up going home?
It... it'll be okay.
We know what we have to do.
Make an appointment tomorrow
to get this taken care of.
Travis, this is our baby.
We already talked
about getting married.
After I get my commission.
Ellie, if you're pregnant,
there is no commission.
I don't care
if you're in the military.
Yeah, I know.
You've been trying
to get me to quit for months.
I just walked
right into your trap.
You went there this morning
to get out of the trap
you're in, Travis.
No, I didn't.
I went there to apologize.
Really? You changed your mind
just like that-- that fast?
I didn't want to lose her.
God, even if it meant
losing my scholarship.
But no one was home.
I didn't lie to you about that.
I swear.
I want a lawyer, sir.
I think that's a capital idea.
Found a... found a new
boyfriend for you.
He's really cute.
He's short.
Maybe more hairy
than you're used to.
(chuckling)
You got a lost dog?
Yeah.
Animal Services
is looking for the owners,
but, uh, I just want to make
sure he doesn't go to a shelter.
I remember you saying how much
you miss having a dog around.
That's true. I do.
You know, I never want
to be accused
of being a home wrecker, though.
Maybe the owners will come back.
Yeah. I hope so.
So we've got two victims
from the same trailer park.
That can't be a coincidence,
can it?
Well, don't forget
we did just have a tornado.
I mean, winds were strong enough
to turn this thing
into a projectile
I had to pull out of somebody.
What is that?
Not sure yet.
But the material is a...
it's a ripstop nylon.
May I see it?
Yeah.
It's a parachute.
What, a kid's toy?
What do you think?
Not exactly.
I have an idea. Will you clear
off a space for me
on the top of the parking garage
and meet me up there in five?
Yeah.
#
What the hell
are you making here?
A potato gun.
Why would you want
to shoot a potato?
Because it's really fun.
I used to make these
when I was a kid,
and I have a feeling
that our parachute
was shot out of something
like this.
What, you think this gun could
shoot through a man's chest?
Sure you can,
with enough air pressure.
I've seen a potato go
through the hood of a car.
Speaking of which,
you should back up.
It's been a while
since I've done this.
(whooshing)
I saw NOAA demonstrate this
once, but instead of a washer,
it had a probe attached to it.
So this could be used
for tornado research?
That's exactly
what it's used for.
And Walter ran
into some storm chasers
at the trailer park
the other day.
They were doing
some research there.
God, Eric, it's possible
that this was an accident.
They might have
shot the tornado,
and the tornado
could have shot him.
Problem is, we won't know
until we find the probe.
We have no idea where that is.
Think the probe could be
in the same place
I found the parachute?
-In our victim?
-Yeah.
Eric, that could kill him.
Yeah.
I'm going to the hospital.
Call them.
Tell them I'm on my way.
Okay.
At this point, I'm afraid
he can't move or speak.
You have a few minutes before
we bring him into surgery.
Okay. Thanks.
My name is Eric.
I'm the one
that found you today.
I know this sounds strange,
but we found a piece of
a weather probe inside of you.
There-there's something
still stuck in there,
and doctors, they'll be able
to get it out.
Hopefully, then, we can
figure out what happened to you.
But you're in good hands here.
And I'll be here.
I'll be here every step
of the way.
Hey, Wolfe,
what are you doing here?
I thought you were
in the hospital.
Oh, no, doctor says I'm fine.
You know what the guys
in Patrol are calling me?
Dorothy. Dorothy!
Guess what. You were
in that tornado, too.
That makes you Toto.
Whatever, man. Hey, uh, listen,
I wanted to talk to you
about what you told Horatio.
Okay, we can talk about that,
but first, take a look at this.
Surgeons pulled this out
of the guy that Delko found.
Calleigh says it's
a weather probe.
Ah. Been waiting for this.
KPA...
Hmm.
"K" stands for kilo.
Don't know what "P.A."
stands for.
You know, I took a...
a scale and measurement class
in college.
Uh, we used
these mnemonic devices.
P.A., P.A., P.A., P.A.
Pa... pa is a father.
Your father puts pressure on you
to get good grades.
Pressure... pascal.
Pascal is a unit of measurement
used in barometric pressure.
Okay. Barometric pressure.
You use that
in tornado research.
So that means the storm hunters
did shoot our victim.
Yeah, and I think I know
how to figure out
whether or not they meant to.
These probes,
they start recording
the moment
that they're launched.
So if we match its first
registered recording
with NOAA's barometric pressure
data for the area,
then we'll know exactly
what time the victim was shot.
Yeah, yeah.
But somebody shoots you
in the middle of a tornado,
could be an accident.
Any other time,
it's attempted murder.
Yes.
I'll pull up NOAA's Web site.
Okay.
All right, first
reading is 913.
913... 913-- we got
a 1:52, and I got a 10:35.
Delko found the body
at 1:00,
so it can't be the 1:52.
Has to be the 10:35.
The tornado was at 11:00.
Walter, this wasn't an accident.
CAINE: Gentlemen, do those
belong to you?
Yeah, it's one of
our vortex probes.
After a storm,
we drive around for hours
looking for these things.
Where'd you find it?
We actually, uh, pulled it
out of this guy.
Oh, my God. That's Jared.
We just brought him on
as a partner.
You didn't mention
you had a partner.
Uh, you never asked us.
We just met the guy.
He's a meteorologist
at a radio station.
He called us.
He wanted to work with us.
We must have fired the
probe into the tornado
and it caught a downdraft.
Well, yeah,
that's what we thought,
but turns out the data
from the probe
suggests it was fired
a half hour before the tornado.
So it's not looking
like it's an accident.
Wait a minute.
Leon, wasn't that about the time
that he ran off in the
trailer park today?
He's supposed
to work our Doppler,
but all he ever wants to do
is field research.
He's always running off
with the air cannon.
Yeah, he's weird.
He... he'd always come back
with his bag all
stuffed and saying
it was air samples,
but he never showed us.
And today, he never came back.
You didn't go looking for him?
We warned him to be back in ten.
When he didn't show up, we left.
The storm was pretty bad.
He drove out there on his own,
so we just figured
he was going to his car.
Never figured he'd wind up dead.
He's not dead.
I just assumed,
'cause of the picture.
WOLFE: No. He just
got out of surgery.
So we'll have to wait
till he recovers
to find out what happened.
Well, that's great.
Where is he? If there's anything
we can do to help him.
Actually, there is.
Where is his car?
You know what?
I think this tornado
threw this car 300 feet
from where they said it was.
It's unbelievable.
Got a backpack here.
Yeah, grab that.
The weather twins said Jared
was very fond of it.
Yeah, well, I can see why.
Take a look.
Wow.
Jewelry, watches.
Personal items.
You think he's a scavenger,
like that guy you caught?
No, I don't think
he was a scavenger.
I think he was breaking
and entering.
You think he was a thief?
Think about it.
He hooks up
with these storm chasers.
They go into
an evacuated neighborhood.
Gets out, he says he's going
to do research on his own.
Except he's breaking
into houses.
So he dropped this off,
went back for more.
That's right. He's not a victim.
No.
Sorry, Eric.
Yeah, me, too.
DELKO: Wake up.
Wake up, Jared.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's right,
we know your name now, Jared.
We also know a few other things,
like you like to pretend to be
a storm chaser so you can break
into people's homes.
We still don't know
who shot you,
but I don't even care right now,
because as soon as you're able
to walk, I'm gonna be standing
at that door
to take you to prison.
(gasping): I tried...
Tried to what?
(wheezes): Stop...
You tried to stop what?
(alarm beeping)
You tried to stop what?!
Get out of here.
Now!
Go ahead...
I'm right behind you.
Okay, Tom managed to eliminate
all the tornado debris
from Ellie Sutton's body,
which left us with
three possible sources of
transfer from the murder.
Okay. You mind
working the tablet?
Not at all.
First up is...
...a blade of, uh,
Tif-dwarf Bermuda grass
in her torso,
in the wound on her torso.
-Okay.
-Center-right.
-Got it.
-Right there.
Now, you know that grass is on
every single golf course
in Miami, so that's probably
from our murder weapon.
Good point.
Secondly, we got acrylic paint
under the nails.
Nothing odd about that,
since she was an art student.
All right.
Finally... okay.
All right, right here
on her face.
The right side of her cheek,
we got a mixture
of ketchup and flour
with traces
of steel wool particles.
Steel wool particles.
So maybe that was left over
from breakfast?
You don't eat steel wool.
Good point. Not tasty.
But you can make
a homemade brass polish
from a mixture of
ketchup and flour.
Okay, now, how do you know that?
It's a little trick I learned
in the Boy Scouts.
Wait a minute.
If a Boy Scout knows it, an ROTC
cadet would know it, too, right?
My lawyer told me
not to say anything.
And you don't have to, Travis.
That's all we needed.
I didn't do anything.
Save it for your lawyer, Travis.
I didn't do anything.
I didn't do anything.
I didn't do anything.
No, you don't understand.
Ellie died because
I didn't do anything.
-What are you doing here?!
-Whoa!
Get out of my house!
I'm gonna call the cops!
(stammers): I'm sorry!
I'm going, I'm going!
-I made a terrible mistake,
okay? -Now! Get out of here.
-I'm sorry.
-Go!
Just go.
I'm going. I made a mistake...
I froze.
How could I tell you that?
I watched that man beat her,
and I didn't do anything.
I'm a coward.
You still want
to help Ellie, son?
Can you identify these men?
That's all I need.
(speed-dialing)
Eric, listen.
BOA VISTA: Were the men you saw
in the trailer?
Yes.
These were the guys.
These two-- they were
robbing the place
when Ellie walked in on them.
What about this guy?
What was he doing?
He was the only one
that tried to help her.
(EIlie groaning)
What the hell are you doing?
She's still alive!
You got to call an ambulance!
(EIlie groaning)
You-you've been
robbing these places?
You were supposed to stay
in the truck, Jared.
Jared...
Jared!
Hang on.
(EIlie groans)
That's what Jared
was trying to tell me.
He tried to stop Ellie's murder.
But I wouldn't listen.
You were just trying
to follow the evidence.
This isn't evidence, okay?
This is bait.
These guys, they put
that bag in his car
to try and cover their tracks.
Okay. Well, this is not over.
It can't be that hard to find
a vehicle called the Armadillo.
Well, let's hope so.
(sirens wailing)
(tires screech)
Hey.
Eric!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I got him, H.
I'll handle this, Leon.
Think that's a good idea,
Ronnie?
Don't say anything, Leon.
This is your only chance.
Tell you what, I'll
make it easy for you.
Leon killed them both.
What the hell are you doing?
I'm sorry, Leon,
I can't cover for you.
You son of a bitch.
I didn't do it! You know I...
Ronnie killed that girl.
(whacking)
I didn't know
he was going to do it.
Well, looks like a problem
of "he said, he said."
Sounds like reasonable
doubt to me.
You know what, Ronnie, they're
going to believe my side.
You want to know why?
'Cause I admit it.
I shot Jared.
RONNIE: You don't know
what you're doing.
Well, I know I can't
do this anymore.
Jared didn't know
what we were doing.
(panting)
OPERATOR:
911. What's your emergency?
I want to report a murder.
Okay, calm down, sir.
What's your location?
(air cannon fires)
I'm sorry.
I had to stop him
from calling the cops.
But, Leon,
Jared did call the cops.
That's how we found her body.
Take them, please.
Hey.
I heard you turned down the
commendation from Horatio.
Yeah, I didn't
deserve that, man.
Saving my ass doesn't deserve
a little pat on the back?
That's what I've been
trying to tell you, Wolfe.
I didn't save your life, man.
(screaming)
I wanted to, but I let go.
You don't even know
what happened, do you?
You know, it's because
you let go of those lights,
I was able to anchor myself
to those pipes.
So you did save my life.
Plus, do you realize
what we've been through?
An F-2 tornado.
That story's gonna get us
free drinks
the rest of our lives.
So give it...
(laughs)
So give it here,
give it here, man!
Ooh. I got to give you this.
I can't. I hurt my...
Shoulder love?
-Okay, shoulder love.
-Shoulder love.
(both groan)
Yeah.
Probably still dislocated.
Thanks, Wolfe.
You're welcome, Walter.
Let's go.
(monitor beeping steadily,
ventilator whooshing)
If you could talk, I'm... sure
you wouldn't want to talk to me.
I wanted you to meet someone.
This is Ellie.
She's the girl
you risked your life for,
when no one else would.
She'll be there
when you wake up.
#
(sniffles)
(sobbing)
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.