MAN ( whispering hoarsely): Julisa...
Julisa...
( clock alarm buzzing ) Aure...
Julisa.
Aurelio?
Julisa...
Aurelio, qué ha estado haciendo tu?
Why didn't you come to bed?
Julisa... ayúdeme.
Back it up and set a perimeter!
No one within 500 feet!
How about a cup of coffee, H?
No, thank you.
That smells good.
DELKO: A little Café Cubano.
Put some hair on your chest.
Don't you just say the sweetest things.
That stuff's no good for you.
It'll rot your stomach out.
Is it serious?
Change the channel.
I didn't know they made body armor in triple extra-large.
They make jockeys this size, too but you wouldn't know anything about that either.
Horatio Caine.
Back from the dead.
Found any good fiber lately?
Just enough to keep me regular.
What do we have here?
Schedule-80 PVC collar clamped around the vic's neck. Okay.
Going to have to "John Wayne" it.
That's not the way you taught us, big man.
Don't have much choice.
Can't do remote.
Got to be hands-on.
Best hands in the business.
Look, I've got to go do this thing but let's grab a beer later. Catch up.
I-I keep my insurance policies in a wall safe upstairs.
That's good to know.
I keep mine in a sock drawer.
Would you tell my wife...
tell her I love her.
You can tell her yourself in a couple of minutes.
You two will be knocking back mojitos in no time.
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( exhales ) All right, we lost family today.
This is top priority.
Where's Horatio? ! Inside.
Have you talked to him?
Because, uh, I think he knew the guy.
Al Humphries.
He brought him onto the bomb squad, trained him.
They were close.
Give me a minute alone with him, okay?
Okay.
Thanks.
( footsteps approaching quietly) ( glass crunching underfoot )
( exhales ) Victim's name is, uh, Aurelio Moreno.
He's a... successful Colombian importer.
This is obviously the seat of detonation right here.
The shattering effect here indicates high explosive and blast and frag pattern indicates that the explosive, uh, was packed up front.
Horatio, this isn't a great idea...
Is everybody outside?
Yeah. Okay.
You should stand down.
Let us work this one.
This is a crime scene like any other.
We should at least wait for the ME to clear the bodies.
What I need you to do is I need to get everybody in here right now to process this.
I want every hair, nail, fiber and every ounce of Al's blood recovered.
There are no other crime scenes in Miami today.
There's three types of damage here: frag from the container thermal effect from the release of gasses and blast pressure.
Potentially the most damaging.
Blast pressure forces air outward in a shock front of up to 29,000 feet per second.
When did you ever work a bomb scene?
I happen to read books okay?
What does your book say... about this?
Blast pressure has two phases: negative and positive.
When the air is pushed outward it creates a vacuum in the center.
So everything gets sucked back in.
It also means that the components from this device are still in this room.
They're in a thousand pieces, but we should find them.
So, Calleigh, let's find out who had access to the house.
Eric, we've got to find that ransom note.
And Speed, you Megan and I will look for the bomb.
Find the bomb, find the bomber.
DUQUESNE: Bomber came in through an unlocked window in the maid's room.
Yesterday was her regular day off.
Means the bomber knew their routine.
And Moreno's wife said he liked to stay up late and watch TV.
My guess is he got jumped right in the middle of Letterman.
"Top ten ways to get your head blown off."
I'm sorry, H. I didn't mean...
It's okay.
I also found some type of fabric on the frame.
Let's get that to Trace, all right?
Is this the note?
Yeah.
There's, uh, some flash burn, minimal blood spatter.
It's certainly readable.
I mean, "This is a bomb.
Deliver $50,000..."
DONNER: 50 grand?
Did he size of that place?
He could've asked for ten times that.
Let's get this to chemical processing.
You got it, H. Good.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Horatio, what are you doing?
I'm giving Al's wife his wedding ring back.
That's evidence.
I know that.
You can't just give it away.
I'm not giving it away...
I'm giving it back.
Avulsive destruction of the face and frontal calvarium.
Thermal damage of the epidermis at the edges of the defect.
Thought I'd seen everything.
I'm surprised it didn't take his head clean off.
Yeah.
I rushed tox.
Traces of chloroform in his system.
That's how the bomber got the collar on him.
You didn't know what hit you, did you, sugar?
Rest of him doesn't look too bad considering.
Looks can be deceiving.
My God...
What happened?
"White butterfly" effect.
Overpressure can cause massive internal damage.
Lungs burst.
Other organs turn to soup.
How's Horatio holding up?
Fine.
At least that's what he's telling me.
He told me he wanted to be down here for Al.
For his post?
Yeah.
He said he could handle it.
What'd you say to him?
Told him I didn't need him down here.
But I knew someone who did.
WOMAN: We've missed you since you left the squad.
Been too long, Felicia.
Al was just saying...
we need to have you over for dinner sometime.
I'd like that.
He never wanted to talk about...
You always know there's a possibility something could go wrong...
Felicia, everything I am I owe to Al.
Everything I know, he taught me.
( sniffling ) How do I tell them?
( water splashing ) What do I say to them?
You know what, Felicia?
I don't want you to worry about it.
I want you to let me handle it.
This is for you.
( clinking ) ( inhales and exhales deeply)
It's not here.
Casing came back positive for TATP.
Homemade explosive very sensitive.
Wouldn't want to get the shakes.
Not this guy. This guy's a pro.
Well, he sure made a beauty: dummy switches alternate power source, collapsing circuits.
We are still missing a component.
The action switch is not here.
We covered that scene on our hands and knees.
We got it all.
Let me say it again: it's not here.
Evidence just can't get up and walk out of the room.
Yes, it can.
And there it goes.
So let's get it back.
Three engine companies responded to that bomb call.
It was like a freeway through that house.
And we're going to check them all.
Any chance it's going to lead to anything?
You tell me.
Electric photocell.
This is what killed Al.
I'm sorry about that, H.
Yeah. Me too.
Me too.
Calleigh? Got something on the fabric?
Flanders mesh pattern.
Machine-made. Size ten.
32-count Pella linen.
French lace. Trés couteux.
Trés bon.
Hey.
Our bomber's quite the clotheshound.
He has expensive taste.
DONNER: If he is a he.
A lot of women's clothing's made with French lace.
Blouses, scarves...
Lingerie.
What? I shop on Valentine's Day.
How you doing on the note?
Great. I ran thin-layer chromatography on the ink.
It's, uh, garden-variety laser printer and you can find them at any copy shop.
Made me realize I was barking up the wrong tree.
You analyzed the paper.
Exactly. It's bagasse pulp.
It's a treeless paper made from sugar cane fiber.
It's imported primarily from Colombia.
Colombia.
We need to find out if any local area stores sell this.
There are four high-end stationary stores here in Dade County.
All of them are sold out and they're awaiting a shipment from a Colombian import company that's owned by one Aurelio Moreno.
And I did some other fact checking.
There's been a string of necklace bomb cases just like this one in and around Bogota.
The bombers stalk their victims for weeks get their routines down cold.
They pick only high-profile targets.
They're wealthy enough to pay the ransom.
Just like Moreno. Where's that paper shipment now?
It's waiting in customs impound.
Then I'm wondering who else might have had access to that paper.
Charlie Berenger, Customs.
Eric Delko, CSI.
So my boys tell me you're looking for paper.
Coded watermarks, actually.
It's a design pressed into the liquid paper stock.
It can tell us when a particular lot was manufactured.
Is this, uh, is this a restricted area?
Sure.
Doesn't mean there's no access though.
Security guards, dock workers, plus any number of Federal inspectors through here on a regular basis.
Any of them have it in for a guy named Aurelio Moreno?
( chuckles ): Moreno?
That's a real piece of business.
He's been investigated by the Cargo Cats.
The who?
Cargo Cats.
It's a name we have for ourselves on the Counter-smuggling Task Force.
You have a file on this guy?
Yeah, sure.
DELKO: Looks like Moreno was doing all right for himself.
BERENGER: Better than all right.
Nothing moved between South Florida and Colombia without going through him first.
Who's this?
That's Moreno's wife.
Lauriana.
That's not his wife.
Esposa number two.
And you didn't know that?
Now in order for a bomb to do its job it needs three components.
Power source it needs an action switch and it needs an explosive load.
We wired in a photocell like the one we found melted into the fireman's boot.
So Al followed a render-safe procedure and he drilled in in an attempt to disrupt the power source.
( drill hums ) SPEEDLE: Once the pipe was breached, the light hit the photocell closed the circuit...
Boom.
What kind of person makes something like that?
Well, bombers are ego-driven.
They make bombs to gain control, get revenge, sow terror.
Some believe they've been betrayed by society.
Or betrayed by someone they trusted.
Our Moreno was a busy boy.
He had one wife in Miami, the other in Bogota.
Customs inspector at Port of Miami told me that wife number two came in a week ago. High season.
Maybe they found out about each other.
Sounds like motive.
Yeah, maybe it's time to talk to the wives.
I don't know anyone who would want to hurt him.
He was hard-working, honest.
Aurelio was a good man.
He loved his family.
My husband was very devoted to family.
He traveled quite a bit but he hated to be away from us.
If there was even a weekend he could get away he would come home.
Of course he had to travel for business, but he hated it.
He didn't like to be away from me.
He never wanted to leave me.
I miss him so much.
You have no idea how much I miss him.
I'm sorry for your loss.
We're trying to figure out who did this.
( equipment rattling ) What's that?
I'd like to...
take a swab of your hand, if I may.
It might help me identify the killer.
Would that be all right?
Let me see your left hand.
DONNER: Would you mind if I took a hand swab?
I don't understand.
What could be on my hand?
It's just to rule out any possibility of cross-contamination.
If it will help.
Beautiful blouse.
Is that French lace?
Mm-hmm.
So, old Aurelio's got it coming and going, doesn't he?
Plus he got a two-for-one discount on clothing and jewelry.
CAINE: Where does he find the energy?
Okay, I'm going to go run these samples.
I'll see you in a minute.
Hey. Morning.
CAINE: Take a look at this.
Julisa's hands were clean while Lauriana had trace elements of triacetone and triperoxide-- TATP.
This is our bomber.
All your years on the bomb squad...
( grunts ) ...how many bombers were women?
This is my first.
I've called the INS to see if we can hang on to her while her extradition papers come through.
Horatio, stop.
Listen to yourself.
No, you listen to me.
This woman is not going anywhere until I clear her.
How can anyone go anywhere with you running roughshod over the evidence?
Can't you see this isn't about you finding out what happened to Al?
( sighing ) The day...
the day Sean died, I was at a scene.
Restaurant shooting.
Girl killed by her boyfriend.
I didn't realize Sean had gone across the street to the boyfriend's apartment.
He found him on the 14th floor balcony ready to jump.
Sean tried to talk him down, like any good cop would do.
Guy took him over the side.
I saw them hit.
Didn't know who it was at first.
I worked that case.
I insisted on it.
I wanted to be there for him.
I couldn't.
Grief is grief; work is work.
Don't confuse the two.
You're thinking, um...
you're thinking that maybe I've missed something. Hmm.
Well, did you notice Lauriana's hair and nails?
Acetone and peroxide.
Base elements of TATP.
Also of nail polish and hair dye.
Those two women didn't bat an eye when they got on the elevator.
I'm a woman, and I'm telling you they don't know each other.
They probably had no idea the other exists.
( cell phone rings ) Excuse me.
Horatio.
Where are you?
We've got another bomb.
Any closer and I might have to file a sexual harassment suit.
( chuckling ): Yes, but it wouldn't stick.
We don't work together anymore.
Why do I the feeling this isn't a social call?
Well, we have information on the first bomb that you need.
You're going to have to render-safe in the dark.
The device that killed Al had a photocell just like this.
When light hits it, it detonates.
Bill, would you dig out the tarp, please?
Right.
Who's the target?
Vic's name is Maura Burgos.
High-end antiques dealer.
She was in her kitchen when she got jumped.
Woke up from a chloroform bouquet to a necklace bomb around her neck.
Burgos? She Colombian?
Hard to say.
Unless that's code for "scared out of your mind."
CAINE: How did she contact the police?
CABRERA: Garage door opener.
Neighbor called it in.
That was quick thinking, Maura-- flapping the garage door.
Did you have the opener in your pocket?
My purse.
It was on the table when I came to.
CAINE: Okay, now stay with me, Kat.
I'm going to walk you through it.
I think this is a twin of the other device which means the explosives are packed up front and the safe arm will be on the victim's right side.
Copy that. Approaching from the right.
( whirring ) Now remember you have to keep her calm.
Hey, Maura, you know any Stevie Wonder?
( voice shaking ): ♪ Hey, babe... ♪ ♪ Everything is all right ♪ ♪ Uptight ♪ ♪ Out of sight... ♪ Sorry, I'm giving you dandruff.
Keep singing, darling.
♪ Everything is all right ♪ ♪ Uptight... ♪ ♪ Out of sight ♪ CAINE: So, let's follow along the seam.
That's where the frag is largest.
I'm trying.
Housing's as smooth as a baby's butt.
That's because he used silicone gel sanded and buffed with an electrostatic cloth.
Trying to hide the sucker.
He can't hide from us, can he, Maura?
♪ Uptight... ♪ ♪ Out of sight... ♪ You need to stop as soon as you feel the pressure ease and before you hit dead space.
Just a few zip-zips, Maura and we're out of here.
Easier than a trip to the dentist.
Kat, now wait a second now.
That's beginning to separate.
I want you to shut that drill down. Stop the drill.
( whirring stops ) ( breathing shakily ) It's a hoax.
Damn thing's filled with sand.
I'm bringing her out.
No, you're not. You're going to stay right there.
Nobody moves.
Kat, listen to me.
There may be a secondary device.
Let me get Maura out of here first.
No! It could function in any number of ways!
Either of you moves, it could blow!
This isn't your handle anymore, Horatio.
Am I in the path that you cleared?
Yellow brick road right under your feet.
Maura, should these wires be sticking out of this clown?
Yes. There was a little balloon that broke off.
Okay, now, Maura, what I need you to do is take a very good look around the room and tell me if anything is different.
No, I just...
I don't know.
It's okay.
We're clear in here.
Deep breaths.
You're doing great.
( cheering and whistling ) What'd I tell you?
Mojito time.
Hey, Bill?
Yeah, boss?
Let's bring out the ECM and let's get everybody away from this kid on the bike right now.
You got it.
Hey.
Nice bike.
What is that?
BMX.
That is cool.
Electronic Counter Measure?
He's jamming every radio signal in the area.
In case the bomber's trying to remote-detonate.
CAINE: Back in my day I had the, uh sting ray with a banana seat and the racing slicks, but that was a long time ago.
What's your name?
Conner.
You know, it is, um, it is a little big for you.
Where's you get it?
The man said I could keep it if I brought the package to his friend.
Mm-hmm.
He said to wait for him here.
I did something bad, didn't I?
No, you didn't, Conner.
Everything's fine.
Here's what I want you to do, though.
I want you just sit tight and keep your eyes on me.
Can you do that?
Good. Now, I'm just going to take a look at your bike.
Hey, you like chocolate.
How'd you know?
( chuckles ) All kids like chocolate.
Okay, now here's what we're going to do next, Conner.
Very slowly... in slow motion I want you to get off your bike.
Beautiful.
Conner, good job.
Now, just as slowly I want you to walk, not run right to those police officers right there.
Good job, Conner.
A new robot?
Yeah, "ANDROS."
Tracks a little smoother than the old one.
Conner, I'm going to comb your hair to see if the man who gave you the package left anything on you, okay?
I know the detective asked you already but can you remember anything about that man?
That's okay.
I forget too.
Especially when I'm scared.
You found me my target?
Green is for go if this is the same type of device.
Conner, did the man have light hair?
Yeah... light brown.
Kind of wavy.
See? You did remember something.
You're right on line, Bill.
Right on line.
Laser's on target.
What's it going to do?
Little gizmo on top's called a "disrupter."
Think of it as a water pistol only it fires 900 feet per second.
Water doesn't compress. It shoots out like steel rebar.
If we get lucky, we can take out this power source.
Circuit interruptus.
And if we don't? And if we don't we're going to have a very large crime scene to process.
Let's go.
Fire in the hole!
All clear.
( exhaling ): Okay.
The thing I don't understand if the bomber's after the girl why plant a hoax in her house?
Calculate the distance between the house and the sign.
Couple hundred feet?
I'd say 500 feet and that's exactly where the bomb squad would place containment and command post and that's by the book, isn't it?
You're saying this guy knows procedure?
The victims were decoys. He's after the bomb squad.
Well, the first bomb, ladies and gentlemen was designed to kill the victim and the bomb tech.
Second bomb was a decoy to lure them in.
And the third bomb was designed to blow them all to smithereens.
All those little pieces-- it's hard to believe they can be so deadly.
14 ounces of Semtex brought down that plane over Lockerbie-- and that's smaller than a bag of coffee.
Killed all 259 passengers, 11 on the ground.
This is going to bring us straight to the bomber so Speed, swab everything.
Eric, concentrate on the switches.
They're not handmade so let's find out the manufacturer's specs the make and model of every item.
And Calleigh let's work on the wiring.
Let's look for any cuttings or tool markings that seem odd, okay?
And let's put a rush on this, people.
It is my belief that the bomb squad is about to get another call.
What are you going to do, boss?
I'm going to look for the signature.
Every bomber has a signature.
I'm going to find his.
DONNER: I can tell you it's light brown, auburn in reflectivity a fragment of three inches with an angle tip cut.
Cortical cell is damaged, medulla, fractional.
But none of that is going to give you a name.
I can also tell you that your standing there is not going to grow a hair tag at the end of the sample.
I need everybody in the layout room.
You miss it, don't you?
Being on the front lines.
The simple answer is no.
I saw you out there.
Why leave something you're good at?
You ever been in a horse race?
Life's enough of a gamble.
Some horses run better in a harness.
And the science...
is my discipline.
I'll see you in there.
What do we know?
A couple of components were brand-name capacitors and switches but the relay base grommets were painted, not clear.
Counterfeit?
Looks that way.
Find out where they were sold. Speed?
No sweat, no saliva, no hand lotion but there were traces of chlordane.
Insecticide?
Banned insecticide.
It's still in use in some coffee-growing countries but I don't have a manufacturer yet.
Keep looking. Calleigh?
All wire ends were straight-edged, standard wire cutters.
Nothing fancy. It's a dead end.
( sighs ) Afraid I've also got a dead end, literally.
Hair is human, but it didn't belong to our guy.
How do you know without a skin tag?
Faint traces of silicone adhesive at the root.
It came from a wig.
French lace-- from the window at the Moreno house.
It's also used on high-end toupees.
It gives a more natural look to the hairline.
Lace on a rug?
Mm-hmm.
Well, shoot me if it comes to that.
( laughing ) What did you find from the bomb?
Signature is shrink-wrapped wires laid end to end...
leads twisted into a counterclockwise direction but that, ladies and gentlemen is not the big deal with this guy.
This guy is a show-off.
How can you get that from a bomb?
Every twist of every wire is about him: "Look at me. Look at how clever I am."
Still doesn't give us a name.
Okay.
Let's go back to the top.
He's been around bombs.
Maybe he has a grudge.
Wears a toupee. Out of necessity...
chemo?
Maybe he's had some close calls.
Maybe he burned his head in some sort of explosion.
That could account for the wig.
And he's making his bombs out of counterfeit parts.
In some place with some heavy-duty insecticide.
So, where do counterfeit parts and banned insecticide come together?
Both are illegal imports.
And Moreno was importing goods from Colombia and so was Maura Burgos.
And it all has to go through where?
U.S. Customs.
Let's go back to that impound warehouse.
What do you got?
These are all the agents with access to the Moreno and Burgos files combined with warehouse access.
Customs Enforcement Agent Charlie Berenger.
There it is.
That's who Delko talked to. You know him?
A long time ago.
Radio cars are on their way.
Okay, be careful of that.
He gets wind of it, he may set another device.
Should stand down and wait for backup, Horatio.
This is not a good plan.
He's killing my friends.
And he's talking to me.
I'm going in.
MAN: Horatio?
( chuckles ) Charlie B.
Horatio Caine.
It's been a while.
Hey, nice work with the kid on the bike.
Thank you.
Just a couple of old bomb techs talking, right, Charlie?
Yeah.
1998 was a raw deal for you when that bomb blew... wasn't it?
You could have beaten that timer.
I would've... if I hadn't had Humphries screaming in my ear.
Al made a big mistake with you, Charlie.
He underestimated you, didn't he?
But now you're going to show them.
All right, partner, you know what you're doing now?
Yeah.
Attaboy. All right. Go on now.
Watch yourself, now. Be careful.
I've done the reconstruction, Charlie and Al should have never taken you off that squad.
You were too good for that.
I was.
Yeah.
Look where it got me.
Everybody has a bad day.
Today could be mine.
Trying to take you down could get us both blown up couldn't it?
( chuckles ) You think I can't get out of this?
I couldn't.
I couldn't find the safe-arming switch.
Yeah, well, it's easy to miss.
You want a second shot at it?
You know, if you're wrong...
( imitates explosion ) That's true.
Freeze!
Turn around, Charlie.
We're clear.
Okay, get on the ground. Come on.
Get him out of my sight.
So...
( clears throat ): you worked the case and still cleared it.
Guess I was wrong.
You weren't wrong.
I just got hung up on the wives.
You recovered.
You know what I'm going to miss most about Al?
Most people...
Gentlemen.
Most people... make you earn their respect.
And with Al, that's where you started.
Coming in?
In a minute.
Hey.
Thank you.
For what?
For knowing the difference.
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