FADE IN.
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
INTERCUT WITH:
[EXTREME CLOSE UP: SPERM (STOCK)]
(Sperm zooms past the camera and toward the egg.)
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[CU: EGG (STOCK)]
(The sperm swarm around the egg. Camera zooms past the sperm toward one that enters the egg.)
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[CU: EGG (STOCK)]
(The fertilized egg starts to divide.)
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[CU: The fetus (STOCK)]
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - DAWN]
[CU: The fetus (STOCK)
(Close-up of the feet and toes. We hear the fetus' heart beating.)
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - MORNING]
[CU: The fetus (STOCK)]
[CU: The baby]
(A baby is awake in his crib. The doorbell rings.)
(The camera sweeps around the room to show there's no one there. There's no answer.)
(The doorbell rings again.)
(On the floor, a woman is dead in front of the baby's crib.)
[EXT. ADALIAN FRONT PORCH - MORNING]
(Lana Adalian knocks on the front door to her sister's house. A dog barks in the background. After a moment, she peers into the house through the side window.)
(Inside the house, the baby cries.)
(Lana Adalian peers into the window and sees the baby in the crib and the body on the floor.)
FLASH TO:
[EXT. ADALIAN RESIDENCE - DAY]
(A police car is parked in the driveway as officers question people outside. The front of the house is taped off.)
(The CSI SUV drives up and parks on the road. Brass turns from talking with an officer and sees the car.)
(Catherine and Sara carry their kits as they make their way toward the house. Brass meets them.)
BRASS: The decedent's name is Christina Adalian, 28. Gunshot to the temple. Her sister is over there, (He nods toward the dark-haired woman standing near the officer car and carrying the baby.) ... just came in from L.A. When no one answered the door, she looked inside. Saw her sister on the floor. The playpen with the baby was next to the body. Police officers kicked in the door.
CATHERINE: Where's the father?
BRASS: Well, according to her sister, she's a single mom. They lived alone.
[INT. ADALIAN RESIDENCE - LIVING ROOM - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Brass, Catherine and Sara enter the house. David Phillips is there with the body.)
BRASS: Hey.
DAVID PHILLIPS: Lividity suggests she hasn't been moved. Liver temp is 92
degrees, which means she's been dead four to five hours.
(Catherine notes the wound and the gun in the woman's hand.)
CATHERINE: Wound pattern and GSR suggest a tight contact shot.
BRASS: Consistent with suicide. Oh, there's a note on the white table.
(On the table, Catherine finds the hand-written note signed by Christina
Adalian.)
CATHERINE: "Joey is better off without me. Christina Adalian." Postpartum
depression so bad, it leads to suicide?
SARA: Sister was feeding the baby. Where'd she get the bottle?
BRASS: The fridge is full of bottles of breast milk.
SARA: Mom stocks the fridge and kills herself, knowing her sister was going to
show up.
CATHERINE: She wanted to make sure that her baby was quickly found and fed.
SARA: David, do you mind if I render the gun safe?
DAVID PHILLIPS: Better you than me.
(Sara removes the gun from the body's grip and checks it. Catherine looks at
the victim's hand. Sara checks the cylinder.)
SARA: One shot fired.
CATHERINE: Sara, check out the blood on her hand.
SARA: There isn't any.
(Sara checks the gun.)
SARA: The gun is spattered in dried blood. She wasn't holding this gun when
she was shot.
CATHERINE: And what appears to be -- is not.
SMASH CUT TO:
END OF TEASER
ROLL TITLE CREDITS
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. ADALIAN RESIDENCE - DAY]
(David pushes the gurney with the body down the front drive toward the coroner's
van. He rolls the gurney past the victim's sister, Lana Adalian, who is
standing next to Brass on the front road. The baby is in her arms.)
LANA ADALIAN: Honest. I am good with kids. I'll get a hotel. I'll stay in
town.
BRASS: I know we've been over this before. Like I said, he'll be placed in
Child Services until appropriate custody can be determined. That's just the way
it is. I'm sorry.
(An officer joins them.)
OFFICER: Metro just arrived with a baby seat. We're ready.
BRASS: All right.
LANA ADALIAN: I'd really like to go with him.
BRASS: Okay, after we're finished, an officer will take you to the facility.
LANA ADALIAN: Finished with what?
BRASS: Well, we have a few more questions. And, uh, CSI has to take your
fingerprints. We won't take long, believe me.
LANA ADALIAN: Well, what about his bottles?
BRASS: They're in a cooler in the officer's car.
(The officer holds his hands out for the baby. The baby starts to cry.)
OFFICER: Ma'am.
(Lana hesitates.)
OFFICER: It's okay.
BRASS: (softly) It's okay. It's gonna be all right.
(The officer takes the baby from her. The baby screams louder.)
OFFICER: (to the baby) Hey, buddy. It's okay. It's okay.
(The officer leaves with the baby.)
CUT TO:
[INT. ADALIAN RESIDENCE - LIVING ROOM -- DAY]
(Grissom snaps photos of the note. He pauses and looks at the note.)
(Catherine walks into the room.)
CATHERINE: Can't find a red pen anywhere.
GRISSOM: Well, maybe the killer brought his own pen. Or took it with him as a
souvenir.
(Grissom's phone rings. He checks the caller ID and sees: ECKLIE.)
(He tucks the phone back into his pocket. Warrick enters the room.)
WARRICK: Okay, guys. I swept the perimeter. I think someone jimmied the back
kitchen door.
SHORT TIME CUT TO:
[EXT. ADALIAN RESIDENCE - BACK KITCHEN -- DAY]
(Warrick leads Grissom and Catherine outside to show them the back kitchen
door.)
WARRICK: Now, I printed the doorknob. Nothing but smudges. Check out the
fresh scrapings there on the doorjamb and the striker plate.
(Grissom leans forward for a closer look.)
GRISSOM: Looks like forced entry with a metal object.
(Quick flash of: Someone jams a long, thin metal object to jimmie the door
open. End of flash.)
(Catherine leans forward and notices the dust on the floor.)
CATHERINE: Some black and white particles. Want to hand me a hinge lift?
(Warrick hands Catherine the hinge lift from his kit.)
WARRICK: Good eyes.
(Grissom snaps a photo.)
(His cell phone rings again. Grissom notes the caller ID and shuts the phone
off.)
CATHERINE: (without looking up) Who do you keep avoiding?
GRISSOM: Ecklie.
CATHERINE: Ah, that means you should answer it.
GRISSOM: No, he just wants to yell at me because I'm late with the personnel
evaluations. It can wait.
CATHERINE: No, it can't.
(Catherine gets a tape lift of the black and white particles.)
CATHERINE: No one on your team receives cost-of-living adjustments until those
evaluations are turned in.
(Catherine stands up and looks at Grissom.)
WARRICK: Well, she kind of has a point. I do like to take the wife out to
dinner every now and then.
GRISSOM: Mm-hmm. I'll do them as soon as I get back to the lab.
CUT TO:
[EXT. ADALIAN RESIDENCE - DAY]
(Lana Adalian talks with Sara and Brass.)
LANA ADALIAN: Last time I saw my sister was over a year ago. She was just
beginning to show. She'd gone through a really bad breakup and couldn't stop
crying.
BRASS: Is the ex the baby's father?
LANA ADALIAN: I'm not sure.
BRASS: Well, we need to contact him regarding Joey. It would be helpful to
know his whereabouts.
LANA ADALIAN: I only know his first name. Evan. But Christina referred to him
as "the jerk." They met at a church social a few years back. Christina
complained he wasn't very Christian-like. But that was part of the attraction,
if you ask me. He was older. Didn't want to get married. You know, Christina
never said he was the father.
SARA: So there were other guys?
LANA ADALIAN: No. As far as I knew, Christina was a prude. She'd turn red if
somebody told a dirty joke. I always thought she was a virgin until ...
SARA: Until she got pregnant.
LANA ADALIAN: Yeah.
(Sofia walks up to them.)
SOFIA CURTIS: Excuse me, have either of you two seen Grissom?
SARA: He's in the house.
(Sara watches as Sofia heads for the house.)
CUT TO:
[INT. ADALIAN RESIDENCE - DAY]
(Sofia removes her sunglasses as she steps inside the house. Catherine turns
around and notices her.)
CATHERINE: Sofia.
SOFIA CURTIS: Hey, Catherine. Grissom, Ecklie's been looking for you. Is
your cell not working?
(Grissom is kneeling in front of his open kit, his back to her. He doesn't turn
around.)
GRISSOM: (over his shoulder) What are you doing here?
SOFIA CURTIS: Well, apparently, I was a CSI, then a detective, but now I'm a
messenger. You're needed at the lab ASAP.
GRISSOM: Why?
SOFIA CURTIS: I have no idea. But the undersheriff's camped out in the break
room.
(Sofia turns and leaves. Grissom doesn't move.)
CATHERINE: I'll have Greg run down the gun's serial number. Nick is covering
the autopsy. (Grissom slowly shuts the lid to his kit.) Warrick and I will
finish the processing here and I'll keep you posted.
(Grissom slowly snaps the kit shut, locking it.)
GRISSOM: (sighs) Thanks.
(Grissom grabs his kit and stands up. He walks past Catherine as he heads out.)
CATHERINE: (quietly) What would you do without me?
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - HALLWAY / BREAKROOM -- DAY]
(Grissom walks through the hallway and heads toward the break room. Inside the
break room, Ecklie and Undersheriff McKeen sit side-by-side at the table. They
both stand when Grissom walks in.)
ECKLIE: Grissom.
GRISSOM: Conrad. Sheriff. It's always lovely to see you fellas, but I'm right
in the middle of a crime scene.
ECKLIE: We have a situation, Gil. Preston Breckman who's on trial for the
murder of Joanna Whitson.
GRISSOM: Yeah, I know. (to the sheriff) She was a friend of yours. I'm
sorry.
UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN: I was her godfather. Grew up with her dad. Two weeks
before she was murdered I gave a toast at her sweet sixteen.
GRISSOM: Well, they say it's a slam dunk case.
ECKLIE: You would think. (He looks down at the file folder in front of him.)
We've got an eyewitness who saw him stab her. Hair, fiber, even DNA from the
killer's tobacco indict, Breckman.
(He hands the folder to Grissom.)
ECKLIE: We got the right guy.
GRISSOM: Then what am I doing here?
ECKLIE: Defense has called entomologist Mark Thayer as an expert witness.
GRISSOM: He's a gun for hire.
ECKLIE: He's gonna say that the insect activity on the body proves defendant
was out of town at the time of the murder.
GRISSOM: And you want me to refute his testimony?
(Ecklie nods. Grissom looks at the folder.)
GRISSOM: When does he take the stand?
UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN: Half an hour. Look, he's been on the list, but the DA
assured me he was unavailable.
ECKLIE: Gil, we need you to listen to his testimony. Prosecution may need your
assistance on cross.
GRISSOM: I'll do my best.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - MORGUE -- DAY]
(Robbins goes over the preliminary findings with Nick.)
ROBBINS: No mystery here. Penetrating gunshot wound to the right temple killed
our virgin Mary. I sent the bullet to ballistics.
NICK: Virgin Mary?
ROBBINS: Hymen's intact, which means she's never had intercourse. But she gave
birth ... caesarean scar.
NICK; So other than divine intervention, how do you explain this miraculous
conception?
ROBBINS: Well, the most obvious explanation would be frottage.
NICK: You mean dry humping?
ROBBINS: In sex ed, Nick, they teach that rubbing body parts is safe. But
since the hymen's not a barrier to semen, there's still a risk of pregnancy, not
to mention STDs.
NICK: Right. Sperm meets labia, all bets are off.
ROBBINS: It's all about gravity.
NICK: Thanks, Dr. Ruth.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - BALLISTICS LAB -- DAY]
(Bobby Dawson goes over the bullet findings with Greg.)
GREG: The test fire bullet matches the evidence bullet.
BOBBY DAWSON: That confirms the gun found at the scene was used to kill this,
uh ... (He opens the file folder and looks at the victim's name.) Christina
Adalian.
GREG: You run the serial number?
BOBBY DAWSON: Yeah, of course. Anyway, Greg, your two-inch Colt was originally
purchased in 1986 by a Mr. Duane McWane from Henderson. Good luck.
(He hands the file folder to Greg.)
GREG: Thanks.
(Greg turns and leaves the lab.)
CUT TO:
[INT. WITHERSPOON'S COURTROOM -- DAY]
(Open on a courtroom chart titled: LIFE CYCLE OF THE BLACK BLOWFLY (P. Regina).
The cycle shows from egg to pupa to adult.)
(Mark Thayer is on the stand.)
MARK THAYER: Well, as you can see, the life cycle of the black blowfly, from
egg to larva to puparium to adult, is like clockwork.
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): So, to be clear, we can use the fly's lifecycle to
accurately determine the precise day the victim was killed.
MARK THAYER: That's correct.
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): The victim was murdered in a woodsy area near Lake
Mead. In that vicinity, how long would it take for the blowfly to lay eggs in
Joanna Whitson's body?
MARK THAYER: Within minutes of her death.
(In the audience, Ecklie turns to Grissom.)
ECKLIE: (quietly) Is that true?
GRISSOM: (nods) Mm-hmm.
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): Doctor, based on your review of the blowfly activity
as documented by CSI, can you tell this jury the exact date Joanna was murdered?
(In the back of the audience, Undersheriff McKeen sits watching the
proceedings.)
MARK THAYER: CSI found puparia on the body, but no adults. So that means that
the victim had been dead for fifteen days.
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): The body was discovered November 15. So based on your
analysis, the victim was killed November 1?
MARK THAYER: That's correct.
ECKLIE: (to Grissom) Defendant was in Mexico 'til November 3. We think he
killed her on the fourth.
GRISSOM: (quietly) Well, he's still got to prove his timeline.
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): Dr. Thayer, this timeline you suggest-- from egg to
puparia, has this been documented?
MARK THAYER: I documented it myself. In fact, in preparation for this trial, I
videotaped a black blowfly breeding on a pig carcass. Now, this videotape will
illustrate that the timeline from egg to puparium is, in fact, precisely fifteen
days.
(Adam Matthews turns back to his table and picks up a video tape. He holds it
out for the court.)
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): Your honor, on this video tape, I have relevant
footage of Dr. Thayer's experiment. With your permission, I'd like to play it
for the jury.
(Grissom leans forward toward the prosecutor.)
GRISSOM: Have you seen this tape?
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR (PROSECUTOR): (to Grissom) No. (louder, to the court)
Objection. Your honor, the defense never produced that tape for our review. We
haven't had the opportunity to examine its authenticity.
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): It's not our fault. It was never requested.
JUDGE WITHERSPOON: Is that true, counselor?
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR (PROSECUTOR): The defense is playing games, your honor.
We subpoenaed the expert's files, reports and opinions. But, apparently,
they've conveniently construed the subpoena too narrowly. They're acting in bad
faith, your honor, and cannot expect this court to usurp ...
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): Your honor, your honor. If I may ...
JUDGE WITHERSPOON: (interrupts) You may not. You blindsided the court. You
knew that the ADA would want to see that tape and you deliberately withheld it.
(to the ADA) How much time do you need?
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR (PROSECUTOR): We won't know until we review the video.
JUDGE WITHERSPOON: Fine. The defense is to hand over the tape and all
associated evidence. (to the jury) The jury is dismissed until 1:00 P.M.
tomorrow.
(The judge bangs her gavel. Court is dismissed. The prosecutor immediately
turns toward Grissom.)
GRISSOM: Send everything over to the lab. I'll be there.
(Still seated on the stand and with a glint in his eyes, Mark Thayer notices
Grissom. Grissom looks up directly over at Thayer.)
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. CSI - DNA LAB -- DAY]
(Hodges reports his findings to Catherine and Warrick.)
HODGES: Your black-and-white particles were composed of plagioclase, biotite,
hornblende and pyroxene.
CATHERINE: Diorite granite.
HODGES: You remember your geology.
CATHERINE: Yes!
WARRICK: Wow.
CATHERINE: Actually, senior year I took "rocks for jocks." I dated the TA.
HODGES: Lucky guy.
WARRICK: I'm sure you got an "A."
CATHERINE: (smugly) As a matter of fact, I did.
WARRICK: Mm-hmm.
HODGES: (to Warrick) You're married? Don't flirt. (Warrick's jaw drops.)
Anyway, uh, diorite granite is used in high-end bathroom vanities. Was there
any recent construction at the house?
WARRICK: No, I processed the bathroom and the countertops for some kind of
plastic laminate.
HODGES: Made a few calls. There's only one slab yard in Clark County that
works with diorite. It's on Alonzo Avenue across the street from the old
theater.
CUT TO:
[EXT. SLAB YARD -- DAY]
(Catherine and Warrick talk with the shop manager.)
(The shop manager watches a fork lift pass by.)
SHOP MANAGER: (to the driver) Hey, take it easy with that thassos. It's the
last shipment of the month. (to Catherine and Warrick) Sorry about that.
(He looks at the NEVADA DRIVER'S LICENSE. It reads:
(to right corner) 05-14-1991
LIC # 1800592214
EXPIRES 05-12-2005
SSN 503-45-734
CLASS C
ENDORSE
RESTRICTIONS
BIRTHDATE 05-12-1980
SEX F
HEIGHT 5'8"
WEIGHT 120
EYES BRN
HAIR BRN
(printed) Christina Adalian
ADALIAN, CHRISTINA
16 SOUTH MEADOWS LN
LAS VEGAS, NV 89101
SHOP MANAGER: Sure, I know Christina. Dated one of my guys. Real sweet gal.
Used to bring donuts around before they broke up.
CATHERINE: Her ex happen to be working today?
(The shop manager turns and looks around the yard. He turns and points.)
SHOP MANAGER: Yep. His name's Evan.
(They turn and see a young man working.)
SHORT TIME CUT TO:
[EXT. SLAB YARD -- DAY]
(Catherine and Warrick talk with Evan Peters.)
EVAN PETERS: Well, I'm sorry to hear about Christina, but we broke it off
months ago. I haven't seen her since.
WARRICK: Really? Was she dating one of your co-workers?
EVAN PETERS: Huh?
WARRICK: Well, we found marble particles in her house and we identified the
stone. It came from this facility.
CATHERINE: See, Mr. Peters, we know that you and Christina technically never
had sex, so when you found out that she was pregnant, I'm guessing that you felt
that she cheated on you.
EVAN PETERS: How in the hell do you know about my sex life?
CATHERINE: I mean, that had to have made you really angry, right?
EVAN PETERS: Well, that's why I dumped her.
(Catherine nods.)
EVAN PETERS: And fine, I saw her a couple of days ago. She called me in a
panic. Dingbat had locked herself out with her damn baby still inside the
house. Thought I had her spare key. I didn't. She sounded hysterical, so I
went over to help.
(Quick flashback to: [EXT/INT. ADALIAN RESIDENCE - BACK KITCHEN DOOR - DAY]
Evan jimmies the lock with a long, thin piece of metal. We hear the baby crying
inside the house.)
CHRISTINA ADALIAN: Please hurry.
(Evan opens the door and Christina runs inside.)
CHRISTINA ADALIAN: Joey!
(Evan follows slowly behind her. He's looking at the piece of metal and
absently scrapes the bottom of his boots on the door mat.)
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
WARRICK: You followed her into the house?
EVAN PETERS: Yeah. Well, she wanted to talk.
WARRICK: What did you talk about?
EVAN PETERS: All right, get this. She tried to tell me that God got her
pregnant. (He laughs.) I mean, if that's true, the big guy owes me an apology
'cause she was my girlfriend. He should have asked me first.
CATHERINE: Why did you lie to us? Claim that you hadn't seen her in months?
EVAN PETERS: Well, you guys were investigating her murder, and I want to stay
out of it.
CATHERINE: Well, it's too late for that, my friend. We need your DNA. Open
wide.
(Evan opens his mouth.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - HALLWAY - DAY]
(Greg talks with Duane McWane.)
DUANE MCWANE: The day I got married, I got rid of my gun. The wife didn't want
it in the house.
GREG: You sell it?
DUANE MCWANE: No, I gave it to my paralegal. I'm an attorney. Look, it's just
a handgun, so I wasn't required to register the transfer.
GREG: What's your paralegal's name?
DUANE MCWANE: Rita Day. She left the firm years ago. She's a paramedic now at
emergency care ambulance.
GREG: You still keep in touch with her?
DUANE MCWANE: I get a card every Christmas.
GREG: All right, well, thanks, Mr. McWane.
DUANE MCWANE: Look, just, just so you know, she only got that gun for her own
protection. Whatever you're investigating, Rita didn't do it.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - GRISSOM'S OFFICE - DAY]
(Grissom is in his office reviewing the tape from the trial on his laptop. On
the monitor, he watches the pig carcass on day 10.)
(He closes the video and goes back to the main menu. He scrolls down from day
10 to day 11. He runs the video.)
(On the monitor, he watches the infestation in the pig carcass's mouth.)
(Grissom reviews the file when Ecklie walks in.)
ECKLIE: How is it going?
GRISSOM: Well, according to my experience and all three of these textbooks, the
P. Regina would develop from egg to puparium in eleven days.
ECKLIE: Great. That discounts Thayer's testimony and puts Breckman in Vegas at
the time of the homicide.
GRISSOM: Yeah, but his demonstration speaks for itself. There's no visible
puparia for fifteen days, just as Thayer asserts.
ECKLIE: And jurors might be more receptive to video documentation than books.
GRISSOM: The science in these textbooks is sound, but the tape is more than
enough to get reasonable doubt.
ECLIE: Well, there's no doubt in my mind that Thayer worked his science to get
the answers the defense needed. We just need to know how he did it. Could he
have altered one of the variables?
GRISSOM: I've reviewed his documentation. He purchased the pig from a
reputable dealer. He conducted the experiment at a private lab with
eyewitnesses, controlled all variables to replicate the conditions at Lake Mead
during the time in question--65 to 73 degrees, no precipitation, on and on.
ECKLIE: Can you conduct your own experiment?
GRISSOM: Sure, if the judge will give me eleven days.
ECKLIE: Well, we know that's not gonna happen.
GRISSOM: I'll have Archie review the video footage. Maybe he messed with the
time code or something. (He shrugs.) I'll let you know.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - DNA LAB -- DAY]
(Catherine is with the new DNA tech, Wendy Simms.)
WENDY SIMMS: So I heard that my predecessor in DNA had all these you know,
personal hygiene issues. Well, just for the record, I'm not like that. I have
always been very touchy-feely. I mean, I used to work in San Francisco, you
know. So ... every day we started with hugs.
CATHERINE: Uh-huh. Yeah. That must've been nice for you. So ...
WENDY SIMMS: (interrupts) Hey, how about lunch tomorrow? Just you and me.
Cause, see, I-I figure that you gotta know where the bodies are buried around
here. So to speak.
CATHERINE: Is that why you paged me?
WENDY SIMMS: No. No, um ... I compared Christina Adalian's DNA to baby Joey's,
and guess what? Mother and son -- they're not mother and son. At least not
genetically speaking. There's no relation.
CATHERINE: And Evan Peters isn't the father?
WENDY SIMMS: Nope. So assuming that there was no big baby mix-up at the
hospital, I'm thinking that Christina Adalian had to be a surrogate.
CATHERINE: Surrogacy ... that would explain her hymen.
WENDY SIMMS: Hello.
CATHERINE: Her hymen was intact, which is consistent with in-vitro
fertilization.
WENDY SIMMS: Yeah, but there's one problem. A surrogate's not supposed to keep
the baby. The surrogate is supposed to be a gestational carrier who returns the
child to the biological parents after it's been born.
CATHERINE: Yeah, that is a problem.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - GRISSOM'S OFFICE]
(Grissom is sitting behind his desk when Archie knocks on the door before
entering.)
ARCHIE JOHNSON: Hey, Gris. I reviewed your videotapes. Checked for
insertions, deletions, omissions. They're all authentic.
GRISSOM: You're certain?
ARCHIE JOHNSON: Oh, yeah. I de-interlaced the video, checked the head
switching, the hbi-vbi looked for in-out signals. The tapes are clean. Sorry.
GRISSOM: Did you blow up the frames?
ARCHIE JOHNSON: Yeah. One every six hours. They're in layout, when you're
ready.
GRISSOM: Okay.
(Archie leaves; Catherine enters.)
CATHERINE: Oh, hi, Archie.
ARCHIE JOHNSON: Hey.
GRISSOM: I just finished your eval.
CATHERINE: And?
GRISSOM: In the comments section, I noted that if you had my job, these
evaluations wouldn't be late.
CATHERINE: Thank you. So I understand that you're going up against Mark
Thayer.
(Catherine sits down.)
CATHERINE: The guy's an ass.
GRISSOM: He used to be a competent scientist. We actually co-authored a paper
together ten years ago. I believe greed has gotten in his way.
CATHERINE: Well, I've seen him on the stand. He manipulates evidence.
GRISSOM: He manipulates people. The public assumes that scientists are
ethical, but many of us are no better than politicians, evidently.
CATHERINE: So do you think that Thayer is presenting the jury with faulty
forensics?
GRISSOM: I know he is. I just don't know how. Videotapes are clean. The
science appears sound. How's your case going?
CATHERINE: (chuckles) Huh. I don't know who killed Christina Adalian, I don't
know how she got pregnant and I don't know the identity of the baby's biological
parents.
GRISSOM: It's always good to know what you don't know.
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. AMBULANCE SERVICE (BUILDING) - FRONT -- DAY]
(Greg interviews Rita Day.)
RITA DAY: Sure, I know Duane. He's a good boss. I just hated being cooped up
in an office building all day.
GREG: He claims he gave you his gun several years back.
RITA DAY: Yeah, sure. Why?
GREG: It was recently used in a homicide.
RITA DAY: Damn. Well, I'm sorry.
GREG: So, the gun's no longer in your possession?
RITA DAY: Lost the Colt in a poker game years ago.
GREG: Do you remember who you lost it to?
RITA DAY: I was drunk as a skunk. Met these guys at a bar. Lost a small
fortune trying to keep up with their raises.
GREG: Can you tell me anything about the guy who won the gun?
RITA DAY: Well, he's an older guy, at least fifty. I remember guys were
calling him "Cy," but that wasn't his real name. He had this large mole between
his eyes.
GREG: "Cy," short for, uh, "cyclops"?
RITA DAY: Yeah. I swear I thought that thing was winking at me.
GREG: Thanks for your help.
RITA DAY: No problem.
(Greg turns and leaves.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - CATHERINE'S OFFICE -- DAY]
(Catherine is sitting at her desk working when Sara walks in. She sees the
wooden ducks on Catherine's desk.)
SARA: Oh, ducks. That's a new decorating choice.
(Catherine immediately grabs the ducks and puts them on the counter behind her.)
CATHERINE: I now have to share this office with the day shift supervisor.
She's got some kind of thing for waterfowl. What's up?
(Sara sits down and opens the file folder she's carrying.)
SARA: Warrick and I tracked down Joey Adalian's birth certificate. Christina's
named as the mother, father's unknown. (She hands the reports to Catherine.)
We also found another document in her desk. It's a registration form for an
organization called Project Sunflower. They find mothers for abandoned embryos.
CATHERINE: Abandoned embryos?
SARA: According to literature, Project Sunflower believes that every fertilized
egg or embryo is a baby from the moment it's created in a laboratory dish.
Fertility clinics freeze fertilized eggs for their clients undergoing in-vitro
fertilization. Often, the clinics freeze more eggs than they ultimately need.
CATHERINE: And Sunflower tries to find women willing to gestate and raise the
leftovers?
SARA: Uh-huh. Project Sunflower promotes itself as doing God's work.
CATHERINE: I knew a stripper who claimed the exact same thing. So, is there
any chance that you have a record of the baby's biological parents?
SARA: Not yet. But I do have an address for Sunflower's local chapter.
CUT TO:
[INT. PROJECT SUNFLOWER OFFICE - DAY]
(Sara and Catherine meet with Dr. Emily Ryan.)
EMILY RYAN: It's a tragedy. There are over four hundred thousand embryos
currently in cryobank storage in the United States. Pre-born children suspended
in time.
CATHERINE: If I understand your program correctly, you take these embryos and
you place them in available wombs.
EMILY RYAN: We seek out special unselfish women who are prepared to adopt at
the embryonic stage of development. We believe that the soul is infused when
sperm meets egg. That's when life begins.
CATHERINE: Are you aware that throughout much of history, the official church
position held that a child's life begins when the mother first becomes aware of
movement?
EMILY RYAN: Oh, that's your opinion.
CATHERINE: In the 16th century, the pope proclaimed that embryos less than
forty days old are not human. That is not my opinion.
EMILY RYAN: You've had an abortion, Miss Willows?
CATHERINE: Huh. No. Thank God I decided not to have one. But we are not
talking about me, Dr. Ryan. Are you a medical doctor?
EMILY RYAN: I don't care for that insinuation.
CATHERINE: Oh, it's just a question. I take it that's a no?
EMILY RYAN: I have a very busy afternoon. What exactly can I do for you?
SARA: I have a question. Do the biological parents get to meet the embryo
adopters?
EMILY RYAN: Of course. If you are going to give up your pre-born child, you'd
want to approve of his or hers future parents, right?
SARA: Uh, one of your special women, Christina Adalian, was murdered. We're
going to need the names of her son's biological parents.
EMILY RYAN: I am, I'm sorry to hear about Christina. I conducted her intake
interview personally. A lovely woman. Our records are confidential. I'm
sorry.
CATHERINE: We can get a court order.
EMILY RYAN: So get one.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAYOUT ROOM - DAY]
(Grissom has the photos he asked Archie to take spread out on the table and up
on the walls. Grissom walks up to the wall and uses a magnifying glass to look
at the particular photo. He steps back and looks at another photo. He looks at
the day 2 photos on the table.)
(Undersheriff McKeen walks into the room.)
UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN: Ecklie said the tape might be authentic.
GRISSOM: Seems so.
(Grissom goes back to looking at the day 2 photo. He uses a pen and circles the
indentions on the pig carcass.)
UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN: Grissom, I don't know what to do: Instruct the DA to
offer second degree? I mean, I can't risk letting this guy back out on the
street but to plead this out after what he did to someone I loved. I need some
guidance here.
GRISSOM: I can't tell you what to do, Sheriff.
UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN: No, you can't. But you can tell me where we stand. What
are you doing?
GRISSOM: Circling blowflies.
UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN: Why?
GRISSOM: 'Cause dead flies tell no lies.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - Q.D. -- DAY]
(Professor Rambar has the suicide note up on the overhead as he reports his
findings to Catherine.)
PROFESSOR RAMBAR: The signature is definitely hers, and you're right, she wrote
the note under duress.
CATHERINE: Have you been able to analyze the ink?
PROFESSOR RAMBAR: Thin-layer chromatography tells us the red dye is consistent
with a standard coda pen. But find the pen. I should be able to match it to the
note.
CATHERINE: You can match ink?
PROFESSOR RAMBAR: I can match its flow.
(He walks around the table and focuses the overhead close on the letter "T".)
PROFESSOR RAMBAR: What do you notice about the ink?
CATHERINE: Uneven distribution?
PROFESSOR RAMBAR: (nods) The pen socket that holds the ball in place was
askew.
(Quick flashback of: Christina Adalian cries as someone writes out the suicide
note.)
PROFESSOR RAMBAR: (v.o.) The cockeyed socket caused ink disruption as it
flowed down to the paper.
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
PROFESSOR RAMBAR: The damaged socket is quite common in sheet-writing
instruments. Lucky for us, the uneven distribution of the ink will be unique to
the pen that wrote the note.
(Sara knocks on the door before entering.)
SARA: Hey, Professor. Looking good. (to Catherine) You know how sometimes
fact is stranger than fiction?
CATHERINE: Yeah.
SARA: Brass got the court order for Joey Adalian's biological parents: A Kenli
and Dan Johnson in Seven Hills. We also found Christina's will. Guess who she
named as Joey's guardians.
PROFESSOR RAMBAR: Kenli and Dan?
(Sara looks at the professor and smiles.)
PROFESSOR RAMBAR: (sheepishly) Excuse me.
SARA: (nods) You're right.
CATHERINE: A single woman adopts a leftover embryo from an infertile couple and
upon her death agrees to give the child back to its biological parents?
SARA: Who gave up the embryo in the first place?
CATHERINE: You happen to have an address for this Mr. and Mrs. Johnson?
SARA: Let's go.
[INT. CSI - HALLWAY - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Sara and Catherine step out of the lab and into the hallway where Greg joins
them.)
CATHERINE: Oh, hey. How's the way of the gun?
GREG: It was lost in a poker game.
SARA: Did you get the winner's name?
GREG: No, but he has a large mole between his eyes and his nickname's "Cy."
That's all I got, so sorry.
CATHERINE: Greg, never apologize for doing your job.
(Sara and Catherine leave.)
GREG: Okay.
CUT TO:
[EXT. COMMUNITY (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. JOHNSON RESIDENCE - LIVING ROOM -- DAY]
(Sara and Catherine interview Kenli Johnson while her mother, Sandra Walkey
prepares a cup of tea in the kitchen.)
KENLI JOHNSON: Dan and I were desperate to have a child, and the doctor said
our only hope was in-vitro.
CATHERINE: Where is your husband now?
(Sandra Walkey sits down next to Kenli.)
KENLI JOHNSON: He ... he passed away.
SANDRA WALKEY: Are you sure I can't get you something?
CATHERINE: No, thank you.
(Sandra hands the cup of tea to Kenli.)
KENLI JOHNSON: Thank you, Mom.
SANDRA WALKEY: You're welcome, baby.
KENLI JOHNSON: It's been almost a year. We were coming home from a movie when
we were broadsided. The guy kept going and Danny never woke up.
CATHERINE: I'm so sorry. Can I ask you ... did you ever conceive a child?
KENLI JOHNSON: My body kept rejecting the procedure, so we tried three times
and then called it quits.
CATHERINE: Had you ever considered a surrogate?
KENLI JOHNSON: It's very expensive. Danny just was never comfortable with the
notion that ... well, we just figured we weren't meant to be parents.
SARA: And that's why you decided to give away your embryos.
KENLI JOHNSON: Yeah, I had seen a flyer at the clinic.
CATHERINE: Are you aware that one of those embryos was carried to term?
KENLI JOHNSON: Dan and I pre-screened Christina, and we went to see Joey and
her once a month. So that's why when I got your call, I just don't know who'd
want to hurt such a sweet girl.
SARA: According to Christina's will, you were named Joey's guardian.
KENLI JOHNSON: Yes, that was very important to Christina. She's not close with
any of her family, so I've already called Child Services, and as soon the lawyer
reviews the will, I'm supposed to pick him up.
CATHERINE: Well, if you don't mind, I'd like your permission to take a look at
the clothing that you wore two nights ago.
KENLI JOHNSON: You can't possibly think I had anything to do with this?
CATHERINE: It's protocol. The victim was shot at close range.
(Kenli walks over to the utility room and brings back a laundry basket.)
KENLI JOHNSON: I wore the white blouse.
CATHERINE: We're going to need to take all the laundry back to our lab.
KENLI JOHNSON: You never found the guy who killed my husband, and now you're
wasting time looking at my dirty clothes. That's fine. Take it.
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[INT. CSI - DNA LAB -- DAY]
(Open on the label on an evidence container. It reads:
SECOND STAGE LARVAE
11-1-05
LVPD 05.11 2104GG
GG
(The container is filled with larvae. Henry Andrews, the lab tech, processes
the larvae. He blends them, takes a sample of them and puts the sample in the
machine.)
(Various dissolves of: The sample is processed. The results print out.)
(Grissom walks into the lab.)
HENRY ANDREWS: Why did the fly, fly?
GRISSOM: Because the spider spied her. Catherine's daughter told me that when
she was three. Do we have results?
(The lab tech gives Grissom his results. Grissom looks at it.)
GRISSOM: Thank you.
[INT. CSI - HALLWAY - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Grissom walks into the hallway and meets up with Catherine.)
CATHERINE: Oh, hey, Ecklie said you wanted to see me.
GRISSOM: Yeah. A Dr. Ryan called and said that you verbally harassed her?
CATHERINE: I met Dr. Ryan in the course of my investigation. She runs an
organization called Project Sunflower. Philosophically, I completely disagree
with the organization. Perhaps I expressed myself.
GRISSOM: Which means?
CATHERINE: I'm pro-choice. I'm in favor of stem cell research. I'm sorry she
felt harassed, but my comments were in response to her statements. I don't
think I was out of line.
GRISSOM: You should have cited Leviticus 17:11. "The life of the flesh is in
the blood." Taken literally, life doesn't begin when the sperm meets the egg,
but 18 days later. When the embryo is infused with blood.
CATHERINE: Is that your position?
GRISSOM: Well, if I were speaking with a woman who prefers theology to science,
it's a position she'd find tough to refute.
CATHERINE: So are we having a philosophical discussion here, or am I being
reprimanded?
GRISSOM: (shakes his head) I don't know. I got to go to court.
(Grissom leaves. Catherine turns and sees Hodges leaning up against the door
frame to his lab as he watches her.)
CATHERINE: What?
HODGES: Your white blouse. The results are printing.
[INT. CSI - DNA LAB - CONTINUOUS]
(The results print out.)
HODGES: It seems like you and Grissom were having a fairly intense
conversation. Can I ask ... ?
CATHERINE: (interrupts) Tell me about the blouse, please.
HODGES: I ran the S.E.M. over the adhesive disks and confirmed gunshot residue.
(Catherine looks at the results.)
CUT TO:
[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - INTERVIEW ROOM - DAY]
(Catherine interviews Kenli Johnson as her attorney, Carol Allred, sits next to
her.)
CAROL ALLRED (ATTORNEY): You found clothing in a laundry basket that tested
positive for gunshot residue. So what? That doesn't mean my client killed
anyone.
CATHERINE: It proves that she fired a gun, Carol.
KENLI JOHNSON: I've never fired a gun. I've never even touched a gun.
CAROL ALLRED (ATTORNEY): Catherine, I'm sorry, but if I understand your
forensics, the GSR test does not, in fact, confirm that she fired a gun. I
mean, it's possible she rubbed up against someone who did.
CATHERINE: Theoretically.
KENLI JOHNSON: I cared about Christina.
CATHERINE: I'm sure that you did. But looking into Joey's eyes and seeing your
husband must've torn you up inside. And the only person standing between you
and your baby was the victim.
CAROL ALLRED (ATTORNEY): Okay, don't respond to that.
CATHERINE: When was the last time you actually saw Christina?
(Kenli looks at Carol. Carol nods for her to answer the question.)
KENLI JOHNSON: Two days ago. I took them to lunch.
CATHERINE: What were you doing two nights ago, around 11:00 P.M.?
KENLI JOHNSON: I was home all night.
CATHERINE: Can anyone verify that?
KENLI JOHNSON: My mom lives with me, but she wasn't home. That's gin rummy
night.
SHORT TIME CUT TO:
[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - HALLWAY - DAY]
(Catherine walks out of the interview room and heads over to the waiting room
where Sandra Walkey is waiting.)
SANDRA WALKEY: What's going on in there? Kenli had nothing to do with this.
CATHERINE: Mrs. Walkey, I need your help. Your daughter claims that two nights
ago she was home watching television. Can you confirm that?
SANDRA WALKEY: Well, of course. I was with her.
CATHERINE: Thank you.
CUT TO:
[INT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - DAY]
[INT. CSI - LAB - DAY]
(Sara is examining the laundry basket clothes under the ALS. She stops and
turns the lights back on when Catherine walks in.)
SARA: If you had to guess, what's Kenli's dress size?
CATHERINE: Four, maybe six.
SARA: I found blood spatter on this blouse. Size 12.
CATHERINE: There're two women that live at that house. Only one is a size
12.
CUT TO:
[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - INTERVIEW ROOM - DAY]
(Catherine interviews Sandra Walkey.)
SANDRA WALKEY: I don't need an attorney. I've done nothing wrong.
CATHERINE: Would you mind emptying the contents of your purse?
SANDRA WALKEY: First you go after Kenli, now me. A few hours ago, you guys
were saying there was gunshot powder on Kenli's blouse. You make a mistake?
CATHERINE: No, it was probably transferred from your blouse, the one that you
wore that night. I have a warrant to search your person and your home. Please
empty the contents of your purse onto the table.
(Mrs. Walkey dumps the contents of her bag onto the table. Catherine finds a
red pen.)
CATHERINE: A red coda pen.
(Quick flashback of: Mrs. Walkey holds the gun on Christina Adalian as she
writes out her suicide note.)
SANDRA WALKEY: Joey ... is ... better off ... without me.
(Christina finishes the note and looks at the baby.)
CHRISTINA ADALIAN: Please don't do this. Oh, God, please.
SANDRA WALKEY: Sign it. Sign it!
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
CATHERINE: You knew that her sister was coming for a visit, so the baby would
be okay. You killed her and then staged the scene.
(Quick flashback to: The baby is in the crib. Mrs. Walkey fires. Christina
falls to the floor. Joey screams.)
(Mrs. Walkey quickly grabs the red pen. She kisses Joey on his head, then
leaves.)
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
SANDRA WALKEY: You have a wild imagination, Ms. Willows.
(Catherine looks down and sees a photo on Mrs. Walkey's keychain.)
CATHERINE: Is this your husband?
SANDRA WALKEY: Arnold. He passed away. Two years ago, May.
CATHERINE: He looks like a poker player.
SANDRA WALKEY: You can tell that from his photo?
CATHERINE: Actually, it's ... the mole between his eyes that's his tell.
SANDRA WALKEY: Why are we talking about Arnie?
CATHERINE: Because you used his gun. The gun he won in a poker game.
SANDRA WALKEY: Are you going to put me in jail?
CATHERINE: That's how it works.
SANDRA WALKEY: And the baby -- he goes with Kenli, right?
CATHERINE: I'm sure that Child Services will follow the dictates of Christina's
will.
SANDRA WALKEY: Then it was all worth it. My baby has her baby. That's all
that really matters.
CATHERINE: Did you ever consider that Christina Adalian is somebody's baby?
SANDRA WALKEY: We each protect our own. That's how it's done.
CATHERINE: Officer, would you please escort Mrs. Walkey to lockup?
(The officer steps forward and escorts Mrs. Walkey out of the room.)
CUT TO:
[INT. JUDGE WITHERSPOON'S COURTROOM - DAY]
(The court watches the video of the dead pig on day 14.)
MARK THAYER: As you can see, on day 14 -- plenty of larvae, commonly known as
maggots, but no puparia.
(Video cuts to the dead pig on day 15.)
MARK THAYER: Finally on day 15, you'll notice the puparia swimming in the brown
liquid.
(Mark Thayer is on the stand.)
MARK THAYER: Based on that evidence, I can reliably conclude that Joanna
Whitson was killed on November 1.
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): You're absolutely certain of that timeline?
MARK THAYER: Yes.
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): Thank you. No further questions.
JUDGE WITHERSPOON: Your witness.
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: We have no questions for Dr. Thayer. But I now call to
the stand Dr. Gil Grissom as a rebuttal expert witness.
JUDGE WITHERSPOON: Dr. Thayer, you're dismissed. Dr. Grissom, please approach
the stand to be sworn in.
(Mark Thayer leaves the stand. Grissom stands up and walks over to the stand.)
BAILIFF: Raise your right hand. Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole
truth, so help you God?
GRISSOM: I certainly do.
JUDGE WITHERSPOON: You may be seated.
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: Dr. Grissom, you've had a chance to review Dr. Thayer's
tape and associated evidence, is that correct?
GRISSOM: Yes.
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: Do you agree with his finding that Joanna Whitson was
murdered fifteen days before her body was discovered?
GRISSOM: No.
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: Can you please elaborate?
GRISSOM: Our crime lab analyzed fly larvae that was taken from the pig used by
Dr. Thayer in his demonstration. Apparently, they digested
dimethyldithiophosphate and t-mulz light aromatic.
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: A toxin commonly known as malathion?
GRISSOM: Yes. I believe the malathion was sprayed onto the pig's skin.
(Quick flashback to: Malathion is sprayed on the dead pig. End of flashback.)
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: How would malathion affect a fly's life cycle?
GRISSOM: It would delay the time it takes for puparia to appear. Specifically,
the malathion would delay oviposition.
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: Oviposition?
GRISSOM: Laying eggs. Without malathion, adult flies would immediately lay new
eggs on the pig's flesh. But with malathion, oviposition would be delayed up to
four days.
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: A four-day delay would mean that Joanna Whitson died on
November 4, not November 1, is that correct?
GRISSOM: Yes.
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: Is there any scientific rationale for spraying a pig with
malathion before documenting a fly's life cycle?
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): Objection.
JUDGE WITHERSPOON: Overruled.
GRISSOM: The only rationale I can think of would be jury manipulation. Every
entomologist knows that early oviposition is undetectable because flies lay
their first round of eggs inside body openings. Anyone reviewing the tape would
assume that the eggs were being laid, when in fact they were not. If our lab
had not tested the larvae for toxins, we would never have known that. Nor would
the jury.
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: Thank you. No further questions.
JUDGE WITHERSPOON: Counselor, your witness.
ADAM MATTHEWS (DEFENSE): Uh, we have no questions at this time.
JUDGE WITHERSPOON: Oh, in that case, we are adjourned until 9:00 A.M. tomorrow
morning.
(The judge bangs her gavel. Court is dismissed.)
(Grissom steps down from the stand. Mark Thayer stands up to meet with him.)
MARK THAYER: I want to talk to you.
GRISSOM: I have nothing to say to you.
MARK THAYER: You impugned my character.
GRISSOM: What character?
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: Uh, excuse me, Dr Thayer.
MARK THAYER: (annoyed) What the hell do you want?
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: Well, to inform you that you have the right to remain silent. The DA'S filing charges for perjury ...
(Jeffrey Sinclair motions for the officers to step forward.)
MARK THAYER: (groans) Oh, my God ...
ADA JEFFREY SINCLAIR: ... and obstruction of justice. We won't be accepting a plea.
(Mark Thayer turns and glares at Grissom.)
MARK THAYER: This is all your fault.
GRISSOM: I hope so.
(The officers escort Mark Thayer out of the courtroom.)
(Grissom heads for the door. Undersheriff McKeen meets with him.)
UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN: Grissom. Great work up there.
GRISSOM: Actually, the work was done in the lab.
UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN: When I took this job, I heard a lot of things about you. If you ever need a favor, if I can help you in any way ...
GRISSOM: You know Sheriff, you could help me. I'm late delivering my team's personnel evaluations.
UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN: I'll tell Ecklie. He'll backdate your cost-of-living adjustments.
GRISSOM: Thank you.
UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN: So, Grissom, I'm not sure of your ambitions, but if you're interested in taking on more responsibility, maybe a promotion, I'd be glad to pass ...
GRISSOM: You know, Oscar Wilde once said, "Ambition is the last refuge of failure." I'm fine. Thanks.
(Smiling, Grissom heads out of the courtroom.)
FADE TO BLACK
THE END.
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