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#720 : Les rats du labo

L'équipe de nuit de la police scientifique a fort à faire ces derniers temps. Confrontés à une série de meurtres douloureux, Gil Grissom et ses Experts sont en permanence sur le terrain. C'est pour David Hodges l'occasion rêvée de faire ses preuves. Il raconte à Archie, Henry, Mandy et Wendy que Grissom a pour projet de les réunir au sein d'une nouvelle équipe. Leur mission : résoudre l'énigme des figurines simulant des crimes. Emballés, ses collègues comprennent que les "rats du labo" vont pouvoir montrer de quoi ils sont capables. Immédiatement, ils tentent de faire parler les maigres indices qu'ils ont à leur disposition. Le laboratoire connaît dès lors une effervescence peu commune. 

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Titre VO
Lab rats

Titre VF
Les rats du labo

Première diffusion
12.04.2007

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Écrit par : Sarah Goldfinger 
Réalisé par : Brad Tanenbaum 

Avec : Wallace Langham (David Hodges), Archie Kao (Archie Johnson), Sheeri Rappaport (Mandy Webster), Liz Vassey (Wendy Simms), Jon Wellner (Henry Andrews) 

Guests :

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COLD OPEN:  

[EXT. VARIOUS LAS VEGAS CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) – NIGHT]



[INT. CSI – HALLWAY -- NIGHT]  

(Grissom walks through the hallway and meets up with Nick and Warrick.)  

GRISSOM:  Fellas, another incident at Lolita's.

WARRICK:  What now?

GRISSOM:  An erotic athlete claiming a 420-Z.  The paramedics have her on a stretcher.

(Grissom gives Warrick the assignment sheet.  He turns and continues back 
through the hallway.  We stay with Nick and Warrick a bit.)  

NICK:  What the hell's an erotic athlete?

WARRICK:  Well, I hope it's a tight end in a G-string.

NICK:  Nice.

(Warrick and Nick leave.  We follow Grissom, who continues through the hallway.)  

GRISSOM:  Greg?

GREG:  (o.s.)  Yeah.

(Grissom walks up to Greg.)  

GRISSOM:  (reads)  419 at Tagliferri's Restaurant on 8th Avenue.

(Greg takes the assignment sheet from Grissom. In the back, Catherine turns the 
corner and heads their way.)  

GREG:  (to Grissom)  `All right.  Thanks.  I'm on it.

(Catherine walks up to Grissom as Greg leaves.)  

GRISSOM:  Cath?

CATHERINE:  Huh?

GRISSOM:  415-B at the Ha-Ha-Ha.

(She takes the assignment sheet from him and looks at it.)  

CATHERINE:  What's the weapon?  A Taser?  Come on!

GRISSOM:  An angry clown got pissed at some heckler with clogged arteries, and 
it caused a heart attack.

CATHERINE:  So, Greg-O gets a hit at a mob restaurant, and I get a clown who can't take a joke?

GRISSOM:  Trust me, you don't want Greg's 419.

(Catherine and Grissom walk over to Sara.)  

SARA:  Hey. 

CATHERINE:  Hey.

(Catherine leaves.  Grissom reads Sara’s assignment.)  

GRISSOM:  Hey.  CDC needs someone out at the Omdi-Tech offices on Boulder 
Highway.  I'm sure it's not hazardous, or they wouldn't let us collect it.

(Sara takes her assignment sheet.)  

SARA:  Okay.  You coming with?

(Grissom reads his own assignment.)  

GRISSOM:  No, I'm spending the night in autopsy with the Lake Mead floater.

(They walk past the lab doorway, Sara’s voice fading as they pass.)  

SARA:  Well, enjoy.  That guy was putrid.  Oh, by the way...



[INT. CSI – TRACE LAB –CONTINUOUS]

(Hodges looks up from the paper in his hand.  He sees Wendy in her lab across 
the hallway.  He also sees Wendy step away from her lab.)  

(Hodges walks up to his lab doorway and looks around the halllway.)  

CUT TO:  

(Hodges’ phone beeps as he sends a message.)

(Across the hallway in the A/V Lab, Archie’s phone tone plays.  He checks the 
message and turns to look at Hodges.  Hodges nods.)  

(Another phone tone plays.  Mandy looks at her message, then looks up at Hodges.)

(In Henry’s lab, his phone tone sounds – it’s monkey laughter.  He checks his 
message.  It reads:  
     1.  HODGES
     FWD: MEET ME IN GRISSOM’S OFFICE ASAP.
     TELL NO ONE.
     FROM: HODGES
     TO: HENRY

(How mysterious.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – GRISSOM’S OFFICE – CONTINUOUS]

(The camera pans across the table with the four miniature crime scenes in their 
respective see-through cases.)  

(Hodges, Mandy, Henry and Archie meet in Grissom’s office.)  

HODGES:  Four crime scene miniatures, four murder victims, and one diabolical 
killer with an obsessive streak who still remains at large. I don't know if any 
of you have noticed how distracted Grissom's been lately, but it's these.  
Keeping him up at night.

(Hodges removes the padlock on the Izzy miniature crime scene.)  

ARCHIE:  You know the combination?

HODGES:  Of course.  Grissom could use some fresh eyes on the case, and that's 
why I've asked you here.  Obviously, this could be perceived as insulting to the 
CSIs who formerly worked the case, so secrecy is of the utmost importance. Double-down low.

(Mandy uses her shoe as a phone.)  

MANDY:  (in British accent)  Oh, James, it's Moneypenny.  M needs you back at HQ.

ARCHIE:  Shoe phone was ‘Get Smart,’ though.

MANDY:  Oh, that's right.

HENRY:  99 was so hot.

ARCHIE:  Mm.

HODGES:  Four people are dead, the killer is still out there, and you're mocking?

MANDY:  We're mocking you.

HODGES:  Ah.  You in or out?

HENRY:  I don't really know anything about these cases.

HODGES:  We'll review.

HENRY:  I don't know.  I have a lot of work to do.

HODGES:  And by work, you mean IM'ing your Icelandic pen pal who thinks that you 
look like Warrick Brown because that's the picture you posted.

HENRY:  How ... ?

HODGES:  I just know.  Archie, in?

ARCHIE:  What the hell, but I got to leave early.  I got a surfing trip in Santa Barbara this weekend.

HODGES:  Miss Mockery?

MANDY:  Well, we can't leave the lab, we can't talk to suspects.  What exactly 
does Grissom wants us to do?

HODGES:  It's not always what you look at that matters; it's what you see.

(Archie, Mandy and Henry step in closer.)  

HENRY:  That's Thoreau.

HODGES:  Oh, is it?  Hmm.

(Hodges opens the case with the Izzy crime scene in it.) 

ARCHIE:  Okay, professor.  And your point would be?

HODGES:  The answers lie in these.

(Hodges takes out the miniature out and puts it on the case cover.)  

HODGES:  We're lab techs.  We think differently than field guys.  They deal with 
people, we deal with things.  Maybe we can't find the killer, but I think we can 
find the thing that links all four murders.  This is an opportunity.  We have one shift to show Grissom what we're made of.  Tonight, we could be heroes.

MANDY:  All right, all right.  I'm in.

(Hodges, Archie, Mandy and Henry lean forward and look at the miniature.)  

HODGES:  It's time to think outside the box.

SMASH TO
END OF TEASER
ROLL TITLE CREDITS

(COMMERCIAL SET) 


FADE IN:  

[IZZY DELANCY’S MINIATURES]  

(Camera moves back through the first miniature of Izzy Delancy’s kitchen – back 
through the counter full of miniature framed photos, bottles and mail.  We 
continue to pull back through the kitchen table with a plate of breakfast and 
fork.  We move down to the carpeting with a perfect blood pool under the 
miniature Izzy Delancy doll slumped on the table.)  

(A human eye appears through the miniature kitchen window as someone looks 
inside the box.)

[INT. CSI – GRISSOM’S OFFICE]

(Hodges straightens.)  

HODGES:  The first miniature was found at the crime scene seven months ago.

(He turns as he carries a file folder.  Archie, Mandy and Henry are also in the office.)  

HODGES:  The victim is Izzy Delancy, washed-up rock star.  Blunt force trauma to 
the back of the head.

(Quick flash of:  [Scene from 7X02: Built to Kill-2] Someone hits Izzy over the 
back of the head and he hits the table.  End of flash.)  

(Hodges shows them the photo of the back of Izzy’s head.)  

HODGES:  Bonked with a rolling pin, found in the drawer at the scene.

HENRY:  Stalker maybe?

HODGES:  Izzy didn't have any known stalkers, and there was no forced entry.  
Suspects include his first wife, his current wife, the nanny he was schtuping and his teenage son.

MANDY:  Motive thought to be sex?

HODGES: And-or money.  Izzy's music library was for sale.  Mucho dinero to be gained.

MANDY:  So?

HODGES:  So ... nothing.  Every suspect was exonerated.  

(He puts the file folder down and walks over to the miniature.)  

HODGES:  All we were left with was this ...

(Flash to:  [Scene from 7X02: Built to Kill-2]  Grissom and Sara examine the 
miniature crime scene.)  

GRISSOM:  A perfect, half-inch scale model of the room.  And assuming that the 
killer is the same person who made the miniature ...

SARA:  It would have taken weeks, maybe even months to create with this kind of 
detail.  It certainly qualifies as premeditation.

(Grissom takes a swab of the blood in the miniature.  He tests it.)  

GRISSOM:  It's real blood.  The killer actually stuck around to match the blood 
pool at the scene.

(End of flash.)  

(Archie starts to sit down in Grissom’s chair when -- 

HODGES:  Ah, ah, ah!

ARCHIE:  What? 

HODGES:  What are you doing?

ARCHIE:  Sitting.

HODGES:  No, no.  You're tempting fate.  You know how you should never try on 
someone else's engagement ring, hold the Oscar, use the excuse that your 
grandmother died when she didn't ...

MANDY:  (deadpans)  I tried on Suzie Quinceworthy's diamond ring last year.  It 
looked really good on her, and looked terrible on me.  I don't think an emerald 
cut flatters my little ten-ies.  (wistfully)  Will I never marry?

HENRY:  I'll marry you.  Although, you know, my grandmother's still alive.  She 
lives down in Boca.  I don't know if you know this, but I am the shuffleboard 
champion of the Boca Surf and Sand.  Mm.  Ladykiller of the senior set.

MANDY:  Rock on.  I can do an open marriage.

HODGES:  Why do you guys keep doing that?

MANDY:  (innocently)  Do what?

ARCHIE:  Hodges, relax, man.  I don't want to run the lab.

HODGES:  We are guests in the man's office.  If there was one person who was 
more respectful of space and boundaries, it's Grissom.  (Mandy nods.)  You could 
at least offer him the same courtesy.

(Archie thinks about it and concedes.)  

(Henry stands up.)  

HENRY:  Wait.  Is he okay with us being in here?

HODGES:  He said he'd be in Autopsy--won't be back for hours.

(Henry glances at Mandy.  Hodges continues.)  

HODGES:  Anyway, they never solved Izzy Delancy's murder.  Two months later, 
Penny Garden was found dead in her house.

(TOP VIEW DOWN:  The Penny Garden miniature.)

CUE SOUND:  (PRE-LAP)  THUNDER RUMBLES

CUT TO:  

[Scene from 7X07: Post Mortem]

(A record plays, “Lollypop, Lollypop.”  Penny Garden opens a bottle of CHERRY 
HERRING liqueur.  She coughs and pours herself a drink.)

(She smokes her cigarette and drinks.)

(Lightning flashes and thunder rumbles.  She finishes her drink.  She cuts a 
coupon and looks at it.  She gets up.)  

[EXT. VIEW]

(Through the covered windows, we see Penny Garden move awkwardly from one end of 
the room to the other where another shadow is.  The two figures move together 
when – SMASH! Penny Garden crashes through the glass window.)

FLASH TO:  BACK TO SCENE.

CU:  Of the miniature Penny Garden slumped over the window frame.  

MANDY:  Suspects included her ex-junkie nephew, who was living with her, and her 
drug-dealing neighbor, who was buying prescription meds from her.  Obvious 
motives -- drugs and money.

HENRY:  Did either of them have any connection to Izzy Delancy?

ARCHIE:  No.  CSIs didn't even realize this was a ‘miniature’ case until this 
was anonymously delivered to the scene the next day.

MANDY:  And why wasn't it left with the body like the other one?

HODGES:  Good question.  Grissom and I really noodled over that one.

FLASH TO:  [Scene from 7x07: ‘Post-Mortem’]

(Grissom hands Hodges the scope.)  

GRISSOM:  Look carefully at the back of the doll and at the pillow on the chair. 
There appears to be remnants of glue on both.

HODGES:  So the doll was originally glued to the back of the chair.

GRISSOM:  I think the killer expected the victim to die in this chair.

INSERT:  VISUALIZATION

(The image of Penny Garden appears in the chair, drinking her liqueur.)  

(From above, Grissom visualizes what must’ve happened.)

(As Penny Garden sits, the hooded intruder comes up from behind her.)  

HODGES:  Well, if that's the case, then how did the killer expect to ... kill 
her?

(Grissom continues visualizing Penny Garden sitting in the chair, drinking from 
her glass.  The killer is behind her, waiting.)

(Grissom reaches down and tries to pick up the miniature liqueur bottle from off 
the floor.  It doesn’t move.  It’s glued there.)  

HODGES:  (v.o.)  The killer knew that Penny was always stinko on Cherry Herring 
by coupon-clipping time, so ...

VARIOUS FLASHES OF:  The killer drips liquid nicotine to the liqueur.  Penny 
pours herself a drink.  Penny drinks.

HENRY:  (v.o.)  He laced her booze with liquid nicotine, which induced 
convulsions.

(Penny gets up and staggers around the room.)  

(Penny bumps into the chair and staggers around.)  

ARCHIE:  (v.o.)  And when she went all twitchy and through the window ...

(Penny smashes into the window and slumps forward over the frame.)

(Cut to:  The killer moves the Penny doll from the chair to the window frame.)  

MANDY:  (v.o.)  The OCD killer had to match it with his mini, which is why it 
showed up late.

END OF FLASHBACKS

(Henry turns and sees Wendy appear in the door.)  

HENRY:  Red dog barks at midnight.

(Everyone stops and turns to look at Wendy.)  

WENDY:  What are you guys doing in here?

(Hodges shakes his head.)  

HODGES:  Nothing.

HENRY:  Yeah.

(Everyone innocently takes their file folder and heads for the door.  They leave 
the office.  Hodges stops in front of Wendy.)  

WENDY:  All right, freakboy, your phone has been ringing off the hook, so I 
finally answered it, and Warrick and Nick said they have a ton of trace, and 
they really need you to clear the decks.

HODGES:  No problem.  After you.

WENDY:  After you.

(Hodges leaves the office.)  

(We hold on Wendy.)  

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) – NIGHT]



[INT. CSI – FORENSIC AUTOPSY – NIGHT]

(Robbins and Grissom are in front of a body on a table.)  

ROBBINS:  Hmm.  Irides Brown.  No apparent puncture wounds, abrasions or 
lacerations.  COD appears to be drowning.

GRISSOM:  We did pull him out of Lake Mead, you know.

ROBBINS:  Right. Based on decomp, I'd put TOD around 48 hours ago.

(An assistant coroner pulls a headless body on a table into the room.  David 
Phillips appears at the end of the table, pushing it through the door.)  

GRISSOM:  Where's his head, David?

DAVID PHILLIPS:  They haven't found it yet.

GRISSOM:  (scoffs)  Day shift.

(Robbins laughs.)  

(Grissom watches as Robbins cuts into the torso.  As he reaches the stomach 
area, the area under the skin moves.  Grissom leans forward intently.)  

GRISSOM:  Uh-oh.  He's got gas.  Phew.

ROBBINS:  Yeah, he's going to be a stinker.  You want a mask?

GRISSOM:  No, I'm all right.

(Robbins completes the cut.  The skin continues to move.)  

ROBBINS:  What the hell?

(As they watch, a rat bursts out through the skin.  It lands on the table with a 
PLOP!)  

ROBBINS:  (screams)  Rat!

(Grissom grabs a metal pan and tries to cover the rat, misses and smashes the 
glass and samples on the table.)

(The rat scampers to the floor and runs.  Robbins tries to stab at it with his 
crutch.  He misses.  The rat runs across the floor.)  

ROBBINS:  Get ‘im!  Get ‘im!  

(Grissom runs after the rat.  The rat escapes out the partially opened door.)

GRISSOM:  Oh.

(Too late!  Grissom stops.  He turns and looks at Robbins.)  

ROBBINS:  (sarcastic)  Nice work.

GRISSOM:  At least I tried to get him.  Where were you?

ROBBINS:  I hate rats.

(Glass shatters and someone screams from the next room.)  

(As Grissom runs out, we -- 

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)  



FADE IN:  

[INT. CSI – PRINT LAB -- NIGHT]  

(Warrick takes out the many, many print cards and puts them on the table in 
front of Mandy.)  

MANDY:  Wow.  Don't bother being discerning.

WARRICK:  Hey, what can I say?  Erotic athletes are kind of gratuitous with the 
hands.  And lube on latex leaves excellent ridge detail.  What's with the, uh, 
blast from the past?  You got new evidence on the miniatures?

(He points to the open file on Mandy’s table.  She casually closes the file.)  

MANDY:  Um, just refiling some stuff.  Uh, G-on-G action.  It's not really a big 
question as to who did it, is it?

WARRICK:  One ring, six women. Ursula Major claims Ursula Minor was responsible 
for the pile drive.  Only you, my dear, will know for sure.  Have fun.

(He turns and leaves.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – TRACE LAB – NIGHT]

(Hodge looks at the pink bikini in the evidence bag.)  

HODGES:  Is that condensation?

NICK:  Oh, no, it's-it's lube ... I think.  Yeah, these bikinis are from the 
erotic athletes at Lolita's bar.  This woman, Lucy Pavorotti, broke her neck 
flipping around up there.  Well, now she's suing everybody.

HODGES:  Okay.  I'm on it.

(Hodges turns away to get on it.)  

NICK:  Nothing?

HODGES:  What?

NICK:  Nothing at all?  I'm all ready for "Luscious Lucy likey Lolita's lubey."  
Or something.

HODGES:  Every man is not an end but a beginning. Today I rise above and step 
up.  Have a nice day.

NICK:  Good point.  Hey, I've been meaning to ask you about something you might 
be interested in.  The Forensic Academy has their conference in June.

(Hodges’ cell phone buzzes.  He checks his message:  
     1. HENRY
     WENDY’S HERE !!!!!!!!
     From:  Henry
     To:  Hodges

(Hodges turns back to Nick and nods.  Actually, he’s really nodding at Henry and 
Archie with Wendy in the lab behind Nick.  Henry looks expectantly at Hodges 
wanting him to do something to get them out of this situation.)  

NICK:  -- and I'm going to be speaking on fieldwork.  But the thing about it is, 
man, I'm just no good when it comes to IR trace technology.  

(Hodges nods.  Henry looks trapped.  Wendy and Archie are looking through a file 
folder.)  

NICK:  (cont)  But now you ... you are.

HODGES:  Oh.

NICK:  So ... what do you think?  It's in Iowa.  Which is ... as fun as you want 
to make it, but ...

(Hodges is trapped in his office while he tries to see what’s going on in 
Archie’s lab.)  



[INT. CSI – A/V LAB – CONTINUOUS]

(Wendy and Archie look through the file folders.)  

WENDY:  So according to this, a month after Penny Garden's murder, Grissom 
investigated an electrocution at the Mannleigh chicken plant.

FLASH TO:  [Scenes from 7X10:  Loco Motives]

(The killer pulls the switch down.  Raymundo Suarez is electrocuted in water.)  

WENDY:  (v.o.)  The victim was Raymundo Suarez, early 30s, a nighttime janitor.  

(Flash to:  Grissom and Greg look around the crime scene.) 

WENDY:  (v.o.)  It looked like a possible industrial accident, or maybe even a 
workplace homicide.  Right up until they found the perfect half-inch scale cast 
metal mini.

(Grissom finds the miniature.)

INSERT:  VIEW OF THE MINIATURE

END OF FLASHBACKS

(Archie nods.)  

ARCHIE:  Suspects included the boss, Ike Mannleigh.

(Quick flash of Bubbles and Raymundo are kissing among the chickens.)  

ARCHIE:  (v.o.)  Raymundo was sleeping  with his wife, Bubbles.

(End of flashback.)  

HENRY:  I can't even do it with my cat watching.  Wait. Sex, drugs, rock and 
roll.  Do you think it's a pattern?

WENDY:  No, 'cause according to this, sex may not have actually been the issue.  
Yeah, Ike Mannleigh was exonerated, and another co-worker, Ernie Dell, he looked 
good for all of the murders.

HENRY:  Yeah, that's right, he was caught on tape in an animal rights PSA made 
by Izzy Delancy.

ARCHIE:  Yes, he was.

(Archie shows them the PSA on the monitor.  He fast-forwards to some footage of 
Ernie Dell abusing the chickens.)  

ARCHIE:  Look at this.

WENDY:  Ew.

ARCHIE:  Yeah, tell me about it.  I had to scan this thing for hours.  I haven't 
been able to eat chicken since.  Anyway, Ernie Dell was really into model 
trains.  You know, the way a serial killer's really into pets.

(Quick flash of:  A miniature man on a rooftop ready to jump off a building.  
The miniature train runs.  On the ground below is a miniature body on the 
sidewalk in a pool of blood.)

(Another part of the miniature train set shows a gang beating up a bloodied 
miniature person.  The miniature train set circles around the entire room.)  

(There is a graveyard with a grim reaper holding a bloodied scythe.)

(There is a blue car smashed into a pole.  A bloodied miniature body hangs out 
of the hood.  There’s blood on the car and on the ground nearby.)  

(There are more violent scenes of miniature people killing other miniature 
people.)  

(Brass finds the miniature molds in the basement.)  

ARCHIE:  (v.o.)  So when CSIs went to his house, they found these molds for all 
these creepy little things ... 

(Cut to:  Grissom takes a pot from the miniature and matches it to a mold.)

ARCHIE:  (v.o.)  ... some of which matched pieces from the Izzy Delancy 
miniature.

(Cut to:  A side-by-side SCOPE VIEW of the two pots.  They match.)  

BACK TO SCENE.

(Archie shows more footage from 7X07: Post Mortem.)  

ARCHIE:  Ernie was caught on some neighborhood watch surveillance video 
delivering the mini to Penny Garden's house.

HENRY:  This guy can't stay away from a camera.

ARCHIE:  You don't know how right you are.  He confessed on live video, e-mailed 
it directly to Grissom.

(Archie plays the video for them.)  

ERNIE DELL:  (from video)  My name is Ernest Edward Dell.  I was born in 1946 in 
Ames, Iowa.

(He fast-forwards the video.)  

ERNIE DELL:  (from video)  ... spend any amount of time around people, you get 
your heart broke.

OFF HENRY:  

ERNIE DELL:  (from video)  Treachery.

OFF ARCHIE:  

ERNIE DELL:  (from video)  Hypocrisy.

OFF WENDY:  

ERNIE DELL:  (from video)  The promise of love.

(They continue to watch the video.)  

ERNIE DELL:  (from video)  A man could kill from sunup to sunset and still his 
work would never be done.

(On the video, Ernie takes the gun, puts it under his chin and fires.)  

(Hodges appears in the doorway behind them.)  

HODGES:  Wendy?  Could I speak with you a moment?

WENDY:  Sure.

(She hands the folder to Henry and leaves the lab.)  



[INT. CSI – HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS]

(Hodges and Wendy step out into the hallway.)  

HODGES:  This is exactly why I didn't invite you to join us.  You take over 
everything.

WENDY:  Uh ...

HODGES:  Grissom asked me to gather some techs to review the ‘miniature’ cases.  
Like a think tank.

WENDY:  Yeah, I know, they told me.  So, kudos to you.

HODGES:  I hand selected them with careful consideration to group dynamics.

WENDY:  Well, I can see that.  I mean, it's you and your back-up singers.  
You're Davy Hodges and the Lemmings.  You should take your act on the road.

HENRY:  (o.s.)  We can hear you.

WENDY:  Look, the only reason that you don't like me is because I actually stand 
up to you.  Which, by the way, is exactly what you need.  You know I would be 
good at all this ‘miniature’ stuff.

HODGES:  That's not the only reason.

WENDY:  Really?  Okay, what is it?

HODGES:  You think you're too cool.

WENDY:  Oh, my God.  What are we, 12?

HODGES:  I don't know, are we?

WENDY:  I don't know, are we?

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – HALLWAY OUTSIDE FORENSIC AUTOPSY -- NIGHT

(Grissom follows David Phillips and Robbins through the hallway.)  

GRISSOM:  It's just a rat, fellas.  Why are you wearing the HazMat gear?

(Phillips points to Robbins.)  

DAVID PHILLIPS:  He made me do it.

ROBBINS:  It's a wild animal covered with potentially biohazardous material with 
claws.  Rabies, scabies, AIDS, hepatitis.  I'm thinking of this suit as a giant 
rubber glove.

(Robbins and Grissom turn and head into the autopsy room.)  



[INT. CSI – FORENSIC AUTOPSY – CONTINUOUS]

(Grissom puts the intestines on the table.)  

ROBBINS:  The vic's intestines?  What are you doing?

GRISSOM:  Rats are neophobic -- they fear the new.  We stand a better chance of 
catching him by giving him what he's used to.

(Grissom cuts off a piece of the intestines and uses it as bait to bait the 
traps.)

(They hear the rat scratching, squealing and thumping in the room.)  

ROBBINS:  Pestilence, alive and well.

(The lights power off and the back-up kicks in.)  

GRISSOM:  (ominously)  I think he's onto us, Doc.

CUT TO:  



[Scene from 7X16: ‘Monster in a Box’]  

(A view of the Las Vegas City lights can be seen out the window.  A fire 
flickers in the fireplace.  A black cat meows and runs across the floor.)  

HENRY:  (v.o.)  Miniature number four was another home, a unit in a high-rise 
condo, complete with a working fireplace ... and a dead cat.

(We pan around the condo – 

-- around the darkened room.  There are miniature flowers in the miniature 
vases.  Paper scrunching is heard and a light shines down on the room as the box 
is finally opened.)  

HENRY:  (v.o.)  But the MO on this one was full of anomalies.

(The camera swings around and lingers on a LAS VEGAS GLOBE newspaper on the desk 
with the headline, “Another Body Found!”)

HENRY:  (v.o.)  It was sent to the Crime Lab shortly after Ernie Dell's suicide, 
but before the murder had actually been committed.

(The paper crunching continues.  Camera swings around the miniature desk and 
pulls back from the miniature chair.  Light shines from above as Grissom lifts 
the lid to the room.)  

(He can’t believe his eyes and stares at the latest diorama.)  

HENRY:  (v.o.)  And the really weird part was the package was addressed directly 
to Grissom.

BACK TO SCENE.

(Wendy, Hodges and Henry are in the room reviewing the case files.)  

WENDY:  But why, to taunt him?  Like suddenly it's personal?

(Henry shakes his head.  Hodges steps forward with the open file.)  

HODGES:  The intended victim was Barbara Tallman, a therapist.  But we got there 
first.  PD set up a sting which resulted in the death of an undercover officer, 
while a roomful of detectives watched.

HENRY:  Oy.

HODGES:  Again, the killer knew the habits of the victim.  This one always took 
an afternoon nap.

(Quick flash to:  Grissom looks through the miniature through the SCOPE.)  

HODGES:  (v.o.)  Based on her position on the couch, the CSIs thought that the 
intended cause of death might be suffocation or poisoning.

(Cut to:  Nick checks under the fireplace vent.)  

HODGES:  (v.o.)  But they found something else instead.

(Cut to:  Grissom is looking at a miniature timer set up under the miniature 
fireplace vent.)  

(Cut to:  Nick finds the timer set up under the fireplace flue.)  

HENRY:  (v.o.)  Yeah, here, it looks like the killer put some kind of gizmo on 
the flue.  See, the timer went off, activated a motor, which sealed the flap and 
dropped powdered charcoal onto the fire, producing carbon monoxide.  So the 
fumes had nowhere to go but out into the apartment and into the undercover 
officer.

BACK TO SCENE.

(Wendy shakes her head.  Someone knocks on the glass.  Henry, Wendy and Hodges 
turn and see Archie putting on his hat.)  

ARCHIE:  Later, Betties.

HODGES:  Quitter.

ARCHIE:  Glory whore.

(Archie leaves.  Wendy smiles and looks at Hodges.)  

WENDY:  Who were the suspects?

HODGES:  Somebody directly connected with Ernie ... somebody worth killing 
himself for.  They interviewed his son Lionel. Looks like Lionel Dell knew 
Barbara Tallman.

(Hodges reviews the transcript of the interview.)  

MITCH DOUGLAS:   (v.o.)  Okay, so maybe I met her, so what?

SOFIA:  (v.o.)  So, she's dead.

(Quick flashback to:  [Scene from 7X16: Monster in a Box]  Sofia interviews 
Mitch Douglas, aka Lionel Dell.)  

SOFIA:  That's four stiffs associated with you, Lionel.  Five, if you count 
Ernie.

MITCH DOUGLAS:  I don't.

SARA:  You know, you keep saying that you hated your dad, but I'm not buying it.  
You go through your life alone, you're good with your hands, you have weird 
hobbies, you make little things.  And when that gets tricky ... you call your 
father.

MITCH DOUGLAS:  Let me tell you about Ernie.  What he cared about in his life 
was ... his wife, his trains, and his kids, in that order.

SARA:  Kids? You're an only child.

(He chuckles.)  

MITCH DOUGLAS:  Again, if only.  If you're looking for a love connection, then 
you should maybe go talk to one of the chosen ones.

SOFIA:  What are you talking about?

MITCH DOUGLAS:  Fosters.

(Cut to:  Home video footage of Ernie with kids.)  

MITCH DOUGLAS:  (v.o.)  My parents had, like, dozens.  They'd come and go, some 
before I was born.  My mom loved kids.  Dad loved Mom.  I guess, as soon as I 
came around, the love ran out.

BACK TO SCENE.

(Wendy looks at the photo of Lionel Dell.)  

WENDY:  I had a friend who tried to reconnect with some of her old foster 
siblings.  And honestly, it's next to impossible.  The system protects minors, 
they change their names, and some of them just fall right off the map.

HODGES:  Well, the only link we have is a disposable cell phone number.

HENRY:  Calls made to all four victims?

HODGES:  Mm-hmm.  And additional minutes purchased on the phone with Ernie 
Dell's credit card after his death.

(Hodges shows the bill and the number flashes:  702-555-0192.)  

WENDY:  Yeah, online billing.  You can just keep spending and paying until the 
card expires.  So what happened when they called the number?

(Hodges doesn’t answer.)  

WENDY:  They did call the number, right?

HODGES:  I'm sure they did.

(He flips through the file folder.)  

(Wendy grabs Hodges phone and dials.)  

HODGES:  What are you doing?

WENDY:  Shh.

(The line rings.)  

COMPUTERIZED VOICE:  Leave a message after the tone.

(beep)

(Hodges grabs the phone and closes it.)

HODGES:  Nice one, Simms.  Now they have my cell phone number.

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)  



FADE IN:  

[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) – NIGHT]



[INT. CSI – BREAK ROOM -- NIGHT]  

(Henry, Wendy and Hodges are in the break room.  The crime scene photos are a 
mess on the table.)  

HENRY:  Well, the victims don't have much in common, so I say we go metaphoric.  
Hypocrisy.

WENDY:  Yeah, I get it.  There's Izzy the vegan eating bacon; Penny, the 
cigarette-smoking cancer patient; Raymundo, the church-going adulterer; and 
Barbara, the overmedicated shrink.

(Hodges gets his brown lunch bag and sits down.)  

HODGES:  This is the United States of America.  Hypocrisy is the new national 
anthem.  Forget it.  Stretching.  Grissom said they checked for commonalities 
between victims and got nowhere.  I was reading an article in the JFS about 
literary forensics. They use a computer program to analyze documents to 
determine authorship.

(Henry watches as Hodges puts three packages of chips on the table.)  

HODGES:  For instance, when the book Primary Colors was first published 
anonymously, people knew it was one of Clinton's speech writers, so they 
compared word usage and phrasing with the writers on his staff and discovered 
who'd probably written it.  I say we look at the work to find the author.  Try 
to figure out who it is by what message they're trying to send.

(They stare at him.)  

HODGES:  What?

WENDY:  That was a very good idea.

HODGES:  Well, I have one occasionally.

(They smile at each other.  Henry glances between them.)  

HENRY:  Okay.  Look, clearly the killer is into signatures, right? I mean, the 
miniatures themselves are signatures, and then within each miniature, they all 
have this doll thing.

HODGES:  That creepy little Sally.

WENDY:  Well, we're working under the assumption that the killer was a foster 
kid, right?  With probably an abusive childhood.  So a bloody baby doll?  I 
mean, it's really not that much of a stretch to say that the doll represents the 
killer.

HODGES:  Grissom had something on that.  (reads)  "Freud's Theory of the Uncanny 
raises the point that as children, we want the doll to come to life, but as 
adults, we are terrified by the idea.  Doll could represent the uncanny that is 
feared, the Sandman."

WENDY: Right.  Or exactly what I just said.

HENRY:  So, we're looking for an obsessive, meticulous, dark-ass misanthrope who 
seeks recognition for his efforts.

(Hodges meticulously places one carrot stick on each bag of potato chips.  He 
straightens the packages.)  

(Wendy and Henry turn and look at Hodges.)  

(Hodges doesn’t even look at them.)  

HODGES:  When would I find the time?  I'm always here.

(Henry chuckles.)

HENRY:  Can I have a chip?

HODGES:  No.

WENDY:  (smiling)  Here.

(Wendy gives Henry her bag of chips.)  

HENRY:  Thank you.

WENDY:  You're welcome.

(Hodges bites into a carrot stick.   Henry looks at Hodges.)  

HENRY:  All the miniatures have food.

(Quick flashback to:  Izzy is sitting at the table when the killer hits Izzy on 
the back of his head.  He falls face forward onto the table – right in front of 
his breakfast plate.)  

HENRY:  (v.o.)  Eggs ...

(Cut to:  Penny Garden’s Cherry Herring Liqueur bottle as she pours herself a 
glass.)  

HENRY:  (v.o.)  Booze ...

(Cut to:  Barbara Tallman pours herself a cup of tea before she takes a nap.)  

HENRY:  (v.o.)  Tea and cookies ...

(The cat jumps on the table and drinks from the milk container.)  

HENRY:  (v.o.)  ... milk ... 

(Cut to:  Bubbles Mannleigh and Raymundo Suarez are kissing passionately in the 
chicken factory.)  

HENRY:  (v.o.)  And a chicken?

(End of flashbacks.)  

WENDY:  But is it considered food if it's still alive and clucking?

HENRY:  You've never lived in Pennsylvania.

HODGES:  I think if the killer is trying to make some sort of anti-food 
statement, there are much better places in Vegas to do it.

HENRY:  Like blowing up a buffet.

WENDY:  Yeah. Gluttons eating crab legs.  That's exactly where I'd start.

(Henry chuckles.)  

(Hodges cell phone buzzes.  Everyone stops laughing and stares at the phone.)  

HENRY:  Did you guys see ‘Scream’?

(The phone continues to buzz.  Hodges answers it.)  

HODGES:  (in a low voice, to phone)  Hello?  

(Everyone stops and waits with anticipation.)  

HODGES:  (to phone)  Oh, hi, Catherine.  Have I seen Wendy?

(Wendy gets up and reaches for the phone as Hodges continues talking.)  

HODGES:  (to phone)  Uh, no.  She hasn't been at her desk all day long.  

WENDY:  Give me ...

(She grabs the phone from him.)  

HODGES:  (to phone)  Here, let me look for her.  Oh, oh, wait, here she is.

WENDY:  (whispers)  Loser.  (louder, to phone)  Hey, Catherine, what's up?

(Wendy rushes out of the break room and through the hallway.)  

INTERCUT WITH:  

[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT – HALLWAY]  

(Catherine is on the phone in the hallway.)  

CATHERINE:  Hey, you said you were gonna rush DNA off that Taser that I checked 
in.

[INT. CSI – DNA LAB – CONTINUOUS]

(Wendy enters her lab to get the results on the computer.)  

WENDY:  Yeah, I did.  And the blood on the Taser tips did match your heart 
attack victim, but I also found a second male contributor, who's probably your 
suspect.

(Catherine walks over to the interview room.  Through the window we see Brass 
inside interviewing a clown.)  

CATHERINE:  Run the unknown against the semen that I found on the clown wig from 
my Peeping Tom case last month.

(The clown in the interview room gets up and runs to the door.)

WENDY:  Um, okay.  Why?

CATHERINE:  Let's just say I got a real good hunch about this one.

(Catherine hangs up just as the clown reaches the door and finds it locked.)

BAMM!  HONK!

(Brass catches up with the suspect at the door and smashes his face against the 
glass, causing the yellow-haired, dress-wearing clown’s red nose to honk – right 
in front of Catherine.)  

BRASS:  Who's the big clown now, huh?

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – GRISSOM’S OFFICE – NIGHT]

(Henry studies the Izzy Delancy miniature.)  

HENRY:  What about music?  Izzy has gold records, Penny had a record player, 
Barbara had high-end stereo equipment.

HODGES:  Yeah, but what about the chicken plant?

HENRY:  The squeals of dying chickens?

HODGES:  No go, amigo.

HENRY:  What about flowers?  The flower delivery guy might have access to the 
space.

HODGES:  Well, I see flowers in Penny's and Barbara's, but not Izzy's.

HENRY:  Flour canister?

HODGES:  Stop that.  Besides, I don't think the slaughterhouse would be into the 
lobby bouquet.

HENRY:  What about mail?

HODGES:  A crazed postal worker.  Wouldn't be the first time.

HENRY:  There's mail on the counter, mail on the floors, mail on the desk ... no 
mail in the henhouse.

HODGES:  Maybe they have puns in common.

HENRY:  Look, if this is really about the killer trying to reveal something, is 
there anything that's gotten more in-your-face with each successive miniature?

HODGES:  Well, the way he kills has certainly gotten more complicated.  Blunt 
force trauma to poison to electrocution to a timed booby trap of carbon monoxide 
in the fireplace.

HENRY:  What about newspaper?  Starts out on the counter, then all over the 
floor, then with the doll, as the headline.  That's bolder and bolder.

HODGES:  No, you see, again, there's no newspaper in the chicken plant, not even 
shredded in the cages.

HENRY:  Okay, buzz kill.  You come up with a theory.

HODGES:  Hey, it's not me, it's the chicken plant.  That's the streak-breaker.

HENRY:  Well, then, maybe we should start with that one and work our way out.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – FORENSIC AUTOPSY – HALLWAY]

(Grissom and Robbins are still searching for the rat.  Grissom walks up to the 
electrical box.)  

GRISSOM:  Can you smell that?

ROBBINS:  Yes.

GRISSOM:  You shouldn't be able to smell that through your suit.

ROBBINS:  Good to know.

(Grissom opens the box and smoke comes out from the burned wiring.  Grissom 
closes the door for a moment as he removes the screws holding the door in 
place.)  

GRISSOM:  Did you know that rodents have skeletons with flexible joints?

ROBBINS:  No.

GRISSOM:  If they can get their head through something, the rest of their body 
can contort to fit.  They can crawl into spaces as small as a quarter.

(Grissom removes the door.)  

ROBBINS:  (mutters)  Lousy varmints.

(They find the rat dead and burned in the box.)  

ROBBINS:  Bastard hit the main line.

GRISSOM:  That's not the only thing he's got in his mouth.

(There’s something stuck in the dead rat’s mouth.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – FORENSIC AUTOPSY – NIGHT]

(Grissom watches as Robbins performs an autopsy on the dead rat.  Robbins cuts 
open the rat’s stomach and takes out a piece of a capsule.)  

GRISSOM:  What is it?

ROBBINS:  My guess would be black tar heroin.

GRISSOM:  Looks like the rat ate the mule.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – LAYOUT ROOM – NIGHT]

(Hodges uses the scope and looks at the Mannleigh chicken factory miniature 
crime scene.  Henry’s getting nervous.)  

HENRY:  Okay, look, we gave it a try.  There's nothing in this thing but 
machinery.  Let's just put it back.

HODGES:  Relax.

(He continues using the scope and comes across a miniature white barrel with 
blood on it.)  

HODGES:  What's this?

(He knocks the miniature barrel off its spot on the floor.  Oops!  Henry’s jaw 
drops.)  

(Wendy rushes into the room.)  

WENDY:  You freaking broke it!  That's destroying evidence.

HODGES:  I can fix it.

(Greg appears in the doorway behind them.)  

GREG:  Have any of you guys seen Grissom?

(Hodges, Henry and Wendy immediately turn around and block Greg’s view of the 
miniature crime scene on the table.)  

(Greg is in blue overalls with spaghetti on the front.)  

HODGES:  Some garlic bread?  Nice Chianti, maybe?

GREG:  Kiss my ass.  I'd like to see you crawl around in a dumpster determining 
the difference between blood and marinara sauce with six mobster goons giving 
you the stink eye.

HENRY:  Wouldn't know anything about that.  We're holed up in a lab all day.

GREG:  What are you guys doing?  (Greg doesn’t wait for an answer.)  You know, 
forget it.  I don't even care.  I need to go take a shower.  Would one of you 
please call Janitorial and have them clean my Denali?

WENDY:  Sure.

(Greg hands Henry a sample container.)  

GREG:  Oh, and, uh, we think the killer might have threw up in the alley.  Full 
panel.  Enjoy.

(Greg leaves.  Henry steps away from his position in front of the miniature 
crime scene.  He holds up the container to Hodges.)  

HENRY:  Got to go.  Good luck.

(He leaves.)  

(Wendy and Hodges examine the miniature white barrel with a magnifying glass.)  

WENDY:  "NaOCl."

HODGES:  Bleach.

WENDY:  There was bleach at the Izzy Delancy scene.

(Quick flash of:  Grissom opens the garbage drawer and finds an empty container 
of bleach.)  

HODGES:  (v.o.)  And in the vase water at Barbara Tillman's condo.

(Cut to:  Grissom shines the lamp on the miniature flowers and they die.)  

WENDY:  (v.o.)  Why?

HODGES:  (v.o.)  Put a few drop in the water, helps kill bacteria keeps the 
flowers blooming a long time.  Put too much bleach, flowers die.

(End of flash.)  

WENDY:  What about Penny?

HODGES:  Okay.  You stay here.  I'm going to switch this out for the Penny 
Garden.

(Wendy doesn’t like it.)  

WENDY:  No, you know what?  No.

(Hodges picks up the miniature.)  

WENDY:  Look, this entire thing has turned into a three-ring circus, 'cause 
every time we get something, something else just comes along and proves us 
wrong.  And, honestly, I think you've lost your damn mind.  I mean, what makes 
you think if the CSIs can't solve this, that we can?  Seriously. I'm a little 
tired of your delusions of grandeur.  And I'm way behind in work, and I'm sick 
of sneaking around.  So that's it.  I'm out.

(Wendy takes a step to leave the room, but Hodges is in her way.  They both take 
a step to the side, then another step to the side.  Finally, Wendy holds Hodges 
in place while she walks around him.  She finally leaves the room.)  

(Hodges exhales.)  

(And he’s left holding the miniature.)  

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)  



FADE IN:  

[INT. CSI – BREAK ROOM / DNA LAB-- NIGHT]  

(Hodges is sitting alone at the break room table.)  

(In the DNA lab, Wendy watches him.)  

(Sara walks up to Wendy.)  

SARA:  Hey.

WENDY:  Hey.

SARA:  Here you go.  I checked under the keys.  Crusty white stains, pale blue 
under ALS.

WENDY:  Semen, huh?  What made you check under the keys?

SARA:  A butt print on the credenza.

WENDY:  Yeah, okay, that's gross.

SARA:  CDC contacted us, because the whole office has a herpes simplex 1 
outbreak, and nobody could figure out why.  I guess you never really know what's 
going on in your office.

(Wendy stops Sara from leaving.)  

WENDY:  Hey, Sara?  Is it true that the ‘miniature’ cases have been keeping 
Grissom up at night?

SARA:  How would I know?

WENDY:  I just thought that maybe you guys all talk about this it, and ... 
Hodges told me that Grissom confided in him and ... You know what?  Never mind.  
Just forget I even asked.

SARA:  Well, listen, I-I don't know what Hodges has been telling you, but ... do 
you really think that Grissom would confide in him?  About anything?

WENDY:  No.  Of course not.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – BREAK ROOM -- CONTINUOUS]  

(Hodges sits at the break room table with three bags of chips in front of him.  
Wendy storms into the room.)  

WENDY:  You are a liar and an ass.  I mean, if you want to go running around 
like Sir Galahad, just yanking swords willy-nilly, that is totally your 
business.  But you put all of us at risk here.

(Hodges gathers his three bags of chips and gets up to leave the room.)  

HODGES:  I think we might be onto something with the bleach.

WENDY:  Hey!  Stop!  Archie and Henry gave up a full day's work thinking that 
they were doing something to help Grissom.  And Grissom never even asked you to 
do this in the first place.

HODGES:  Technically, all I said to them was that Grissom needed our help, which 
is true.  I only lied to you.

WENDY:  Aren't you worried about your own caseload?

HODGES:  I've trained them all to believe that the laser ablater and mass spec 
take twice as long as they actually do.

WENDY:  Oh, my God.  I cannot believe you.  I can't believe that, for half a 
second, I actually thought that I might ...

HODGES:  You what?

WENDY:  Nothing.  What on God's green earth possessed you to do this?

(He looks down at his chips.)  

HODGES:  It's my lucky day.

WENDY:  What?

(He looks at Wendy.) 

HODGES:  It's my lucky day.

(Quick flash to:  [EXT. SIDEWALK – DAY]  Hodges is walking outside when he looks 
down and finds a dollar bill on the sidewalk.  He looks around, then picks the 
bill up.  He puts it in his pocket and continues walking.)

(He looks up and sees a beautiful blonde walking out of the building.  He smiles 
at her – she smiles back at him.  Hodges continues to the building.)  

(Cut to:  Hodges puts the bill in the vending machine and gets a bag of LUCKY 
chips.  He reaches down to get the chips and a SECOND bag of chips falls – then 
a THIRD bag of chips also falls.)  

(Hodges picks up the three bags of LUCKY chips out of the vending machine.)

(Cut to:  [INT. LAB]  Hodges walks into the lab.  He checks his mail and finds 
something flashing at him.  He checks the BARTER BARRELL.COM site and finds that 
“THE ITEM YOU BID ON IS YOURS!”.  It’s for a “Three’s Company Board Game,” Item 
#18364-329.)  

HODGES:  (happy)  Yes!

(The test he’s running finishes.  He goes to the printer and checks the results:  
     MATCH FOUND
     1 IN 600 BILLION.  )

(Hodges smiles.)  

SARA:  (o.s.)  Well, enjoy.

(Sara and Grissom walk past his lab door.)  

SARA:  That guy was putrid.  Oh, by the way, you left the miniatures unlocked.

GRISSOM:  Yeah, I've been looking at those a lot lately.

(That gets Hodges’ attention.  They walk past.  Hodges looks up and over at 
Wendy’s lab.  Wendy finishes and walks away.)  

HODGES:  (o.s.)  When you walked away-- 

(End of flashbacks.)  

HODGES:  -- it was like the stars aligned.  It was my lucky day.

WENDY:  Lucky?  You're a scientist.  

HODGES:  I was trying to help Grissom.

WENDY:  Oh, come on.  If Gil Grissom were here, he'd slap your face.

(Wendy walks away.)  

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) – DAY]



[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT – RECEPTION / HALLWAY – DAY]

(Grissom shows Sofia the photo of the body he’s working on.)  

SOFIA:  Yeah, I recognize him.  His street name's Ralo Perez.  He's a drug 
runner for the Jamaican mob.  According to sources, he was skimming, swallowing 
a couple balloons for personal use.  He dropped out of sight a couple of weeks 
ago.

GRISSOM:  He dropped into Lake Mead.

SOFIA:  Well, that's one off my desk.

GRISSOM:  Well, I'll get the drugs to Tox, and we'll wrap this up.

CUT TO:  



[INT. PENNY GARDEN MINIATURE]

(Hodges visualizes himself standing in the Penny Garden’s miniature.  He walks 
over to the table and picks up an open carton of Chinese food.  He smells it, 
then puts it back on the table as he looks around.)  

(He picks up an empty flower pot and looks at it.  He puts it back down and 
looks around at the coupon clippings on the floor, the items on the counter, the 
chair where Penny was supposed to die.)  

(He goes back to looking at the coupon clippings on the floor.  He kneels down 
and finds a single coupon wadded into a ball.  He picks it up and opens it.)

(Hodges smiles.)  

(The room around him darkens as something blocks the light.)  

REVERSE MINIATURE HODGES’ POV:  Giant Grissom looms over him.

GRISSOM:  This better be good, Dave.



[INT. CSI – GRISSOM’S OFFICE -- DAY]  

(Hodges is in Grissom’s office looking through the Penny Garden miniature using 
an eyepiece attached to goggles.  Hodges looks at Grissom.)  

HODGES:  Bleach.

GRISSOM:  What?

(Hodges removes the goggles.)  

HODGES:  I found a common element in all four miniatures ... bleach.  There's a 
bottle of it in the trash at Izzy's; there's a barrel of it at the chicken 
plant, there's, uh, bleach in the flower water at Barbara's condo, and now ... 

(Hodges gives Grissom the crumpled miniature bleach coupon and magnifying 
glass.)  

HODGES:  -- a bleach coupon in Penny's.  

(Grissom looks at the coupon.)  

HODGES:  This-this may sound crazy, but if the killer is a housekeeper or a 
janitor, they would certainly know the ins and outs of each location, uh, what 
goes in what drawer, what book on what bookshelf.  Hours of operation, habits, 
schedules.  I've thought a lot about the killer's pathology, and there doesn't 
seem to be any regular interval between murders, which makes me think that 
they're triggered by something.  Maybe ... maybe the killer is triggered by 
bleach.

(Grissom thinks about it.)  

GRISSOM:  The bellows.

HODGES:  I'm sorry?

GRISSOM:  James Tilly Matthews.  Early 19th century London.  Matthews was in 
Bedlam Hospital awaiting trial.  Doctors were trying to determine his sanity.  
Several interviewed him.  Half thought he was sane, half insane.  Turns out he 
was perfectly normal ... except when someone mentioned politics.  At that point, 
he'd go into a rage about the little men who lived underground and used a 
bellows to push thoughts into his mind, as well as the minds of Parliament and 
the Queen.  A specific object or word that triggers the urge to kill.  That's a 
form of delusional psychosis.  Rare, but does exist.

HODGES:  If the killer is one of Ernie Dell's foster kids, maybe bleach played a 
role in some sort of childhood abuse.  He's getting back at the world for what 
they did to him.

GRISSOM:  Well, if having bleach in your home is the common element among 
victims ... then anyone can be next.  

HODGES:  Did the victims use a common cleaning service?

GRISSOM:  Not that we know of.  However, it's not unusual for people with these 
pathologies to become vocal toward the institutions that they feel propagate the 
trigger.

HODGES:  Maybe we could call bleach-manufacturing companies and see if they've 
received any hate mail.

GRISSOM:  Cross-reference correspondence with Vegas postmarks.  Might be able to 
narrow down neighborhoods.  (He stops.)  Good job, Hodges.  

(Hodges blushes.)  

GRISSOM:  Really.

(Hodges sighs.)

GRISSOM:  Now ... do you mind?

(Grissom motions for Hodges to get out of his seat.)  

HODGES:  Absolutely

(Hodges gets up and heads for the door.  He stops.)

HODGES:  I ... I'm sorry if I crossed the line.  It won't happen again.



[INT. CSI – HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS]

(Hodges smiles and punches the air with success.)  

(Hodges gives a little hop for joy as he walks through the hallway. He turns the corner, vanishes from sight)   

FADE TO BLACK.

THE END.

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