Ah, these green worms ain't worth a damn. ( thumping )
What the hell was that? I don't know, probably one of those eight-foot carp.
Let's get out of here.
Something probably caught on the blades. Check the prop. I'm not sticking my hand in that water.
Move.
Move out of the way.
Okay.
Yeah, I got something.
Dude, throw it back. What the hell is it?
Femur.
Strongest bone in the human body-- it's sliced clean through. Like a Ginsu through a banana. So, what do you think, drowning? Yeah, probably, but under what circumstances?
You don't wear flippers at a five-star restaurant. Why would you wear three-inch heels at a lake?
So, Watson?
The game is afoot.
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What do you think, bro? Breakfast on me?
I got a court date... straight off of graveyard. It sucks.
Ouch.
Well, time-and-a-half. A cup of java, and you're set. Fine suit.
And well, just fine.
That's harassment. Hey, we have one locker room and it's my job to be observant.
Well, evidence vault opens in five.
See you guys later. Later, bro. Easy.
So, you and me, 419 Western Avenue. I know, a dead body at a fraternity. 7:00 A.M.-- Looks like we're pulling another double. I know, we don't have all day... Are, are you going to wear... that?
Yeah.
It's that hideous... Hideous.
Thank you.
( clears throat ) Large propeller.
Blade cut clean through. No epidermal bruising.
The leg was severed post-mortem.
Well, that's good news. How do you figure?
Well, do you want to be alive when your leg's being cut off? ( door slams ) I believe this goes with that.
Divers recovered the body about a half a mile east of Calville Marina.
Female Caucasian, mid-30s. Left thighbone connected to nothing.
I believe this is our victim. Well, she's wearing a wedding ring. Will you collect a rape kit? Always do.
How's it look for prints? Her skin's shriveled like a Shar-Pei. No pressure, no prints.
No. No way, use your own hand. Come on, Catherine, my hand's too big. No! It's the only way we can print her. Her skin on your hand should fit like a leather glove.
Uh... ( exhales ) May I take your hand? ( slaps )
On behalf of the decedent I thank you.
Umm... I think we're going to know who she is by lunchtime.
Ugh!
I can't believe I used to live in a place like this.
It seems like a hundred years ago. And here I had all this respect for you. Guys, Nick Stokes. This is Sara Sidle. We're with the crime lab. How you doing? I'm Matt Daniels. Hey, man. James is upstairs if you guys want to follow me. Okay.
Hey. Hey.
( sighs ) Good God. You see a suicide note?
We didn't find one.
Don't release anyone downstairs. We want to talk to them. All of them. Coroner pronounce? Twenty minutes ago.
Let's get him down. ( camera shutter clicks ) She's a floater, Wendy Barger. 34, local, Green Valley.
We should contact her family. Already did. Talked to the husband. Never reported her missing.
The coroner said she'd been in the water for two days.
Where's the husband now?
At the coroner's, IDing the body.
Hey. Results are back on the rape kit.
Positive for semen, vaginal penetration. You confirming rape?
Well, there are signs of a struggle. The victim's right shoulder is dislocated. Her skull is fractured. ( inhales ) Give me a little more time with the body.
Sure. Thanks, Jenna.
Mr. Barger, my name is Gil Grissom.
Hello. This is Catherine Willows.
We're forensics investigators. Sit down.
We need to ask you a few questions. All right. Is there anyone that you know of that might have wanted to harm your wife? No.
Everybody loved Wendy. When was the last time you saw her? Tuesday morning. She needed some time away... to get perspective.
She did that sometimes. Uh, we have a, a cabin up by Calville Bay.
And when was the last time you had intercourse with your wife? Oh, that-that's personal. It's part of our investigation, sir.
Uh, well, the average is only once a week.
Saturdays.
Mr. Barger... Probably three or four months ago.
Would you be willing to give us a DNA sample, sir?
What's going on?
I thought Wendy drowned. We're still trying to piece it all together.
A sample would be helpful. By law, we need a warrant unless you are willing to volunteer it.
Was James depressed? You could say that. Could you say that? I mean, the kid's 18 years old he's got his whole life life in front of him and why would he want to hang himself? I don't know. He didn't get in?
Get in...? The fraternity. Pledging. I mean, it's not easy. Apparently not. So, you guys let James know he wasn't getting in, right? Yeah. I told him last night. I'm the one in charge of dinging pledges. Big job?
How'd he take it?
I think you know.
Hey, Judge. What's going on?
I'm due in your court. Called for a continuance.
Well, nobody told me. Nobody was supposed to tell you.
You're going to do something for me.
Judge, I thought we were even.
How much longer am I under your thumb?
You do what I ask, slate's clean.
Henderson rape case. State's evidence.
Damn.
I knew you were in tight. Judges aren't appointed on a whim.
I owed the family.
I need you to compromise the chain of custody. Just like that?
We got a slam dunk on a three-time rapist and he's just going to walk?
I have to have this case kicked. I'm already on probation.
Give them an excuse. You're good at that. You worked the graveyard. You pulled a double and you're tired. It could happen to anybody. Don't worry. I've got your back.
Yeah, I feel you back there, believe me.
( techno music plays ) Hey, Maestro, what's the deal on our floater?
Excuse me. Professor. What's up with our floater? Come hither.
DNA doesn't match. Thirteen markers, and not one of them matches the husband's types. That's funny. I liked the husband for this.
Well, you were wrong. My client's been through enough distress.
Winston, come on.
When you find out what happened to my wife I want to know everything.
I promise.
( exhales ) Let me ask you something. Would you want to know everything? You're asking the wrong guy. Barger as much as told us that he and his wife were having problems. She was staying at the lake. It wasn't the first time. And what do you think the chances are she was seeing somebody else? You were married. You tell me.
Very good to excellent.
I need to see the Henderson rape case 4217. Sure, in here.
Uh, sign here. Thanks, Mike.
( sighs ) ( footsteps approach ) Hey.
How's court?
Uh, damn case was continued. Clerk never called. Look, go home. Take a day. You're been working your ass off.
Nature of the beast.
I'm grateful, Warrick. I'm glad you're back.
And I owe you a party. Party? Yeah, I made you a CSI Three. ( chuckles ) You'll see it in your next paycheck.
More money, more problems. Mm... Thanks.
Yeah. I appreciate it.
If Wendy Barger was sleeping around none of her friends knew about it.
Anybody seen her since Tuesday?
Nope.
And as far as I can tell, the husband's on the level. He was happier in the marriage than she was.
She had something on the side.
I can tell you firsthand when you don't cheat, you don't suspect.
Oh, man.
I wish I had been married to you.
Not a chance. Oh... mm... Coroner just called. They're waiting for us. Okay.
Brass, you coming?
I still got half a burger. Besides, I prefer live bodies.
Hey, Grissom.
You got a second?
Uh, I'm in purgatory. Need some guidance.
Meet you at the car. Meet you at the car.
Okay, here's your frat boy.
We have a petechial hemorrhaging which is synonymous with asphyxia.
STOKES: So he asphyxiated by hanging?
Are you ruling suicide? No, not yet. When a victim is found hung we usually find some teeth marks on the tongue.
No teeth marks.
But we found him swinging from the ceiling. So, the question is, how did he get there?
Speaking of how did he get there... How did this get on his penis? Huh.
Is that a tattoo? No, no, it looks like ink.
Nick?
You want to take a look at this? Oh, no, I... don't have to look. I have a pretty good idea what this is all about, so... Okay.
Knock yourself out.
Does your fraternity practice hazing?
No.
Yeah, I mean, it took a long time for Phi Alpha to get its charter.
We have a strict no-tolerance policy and as president, I enforce that to the letter.
Come on, man, I was a Greek and we had all kinds of policies, too. Guys still hazed.
We found ink on James's penis. Are you trying to tell us he was just practicing his penmanship?
State passed a law-- no hazing. It's six months in jail plus expulsion. We do not haze.
But there is an initiation.
Pledges, turn and face your active chapter.
( heckling ) For the past ten weeks you guys have accumulated points.
Some of you are way ahead.
Some of you are way... behind.
It's time to get signed!
( cheering ) I could tell right off the bat James was nervous, you know? He was kind of the shy guy. I mean, he... He wanted to pledge. He wanted to belong. Yeah, he wanted to belong but you know what, I questioned his chops. I think we all did.
So, yeah, we gave the pledges an assignment. They were to go to sorority row and, uh, get... different parts of their bodies signed. I mean, the menu was pretty straightforward. five points ten points for your chest, 25 points for your butt cheeks and 100 points for your Johnson. Your Johnson? Yeah, you know, your, uh... I know what it is.
Don't stop now.
And Johnson... ...your sorry ass is so far behind in points that you better get your... "Johnson"... signed a couple hundred times or you're... history.
( cheering ) Kyle caught him cheating in the bathroom.
He was signing himself. Oh, man! No!
What a fake!
You humiliate him in front of all the other actives. Poor kid was so scared he had to sign himself. You give him a beer shower?
And you don't call that hazing?
Answer the question, guys.
I had no choice. I had to ding him. I mean, come on, you're only as strong as your weakest link.
We didn't pledge him. He pledged us. He knew what to expect if he didn't measure up.
Humiliation, initiation... appreciation. That's what it's all about, right, right?
We're sorry, but we didn't kill him.
I don't buy it.
Judge... Warrick.
Listen, uh, I got a little problem.
No, I can't talk about it over the phone. We got to meet in person.
There's something in the evidence I think you should see.
Good.
I'll start at the top.
Head contusion, right temple. Imbedded with wood splinters, lime green paint.
WILLOWS: What does that give us?
Nothing yet, but when you find the murder weapon it might give you something to compare it against.
Moving down, three words. Write them down. Minimal pulmonary aspiration.
There was no water in her lungs? All I'm saying is, if she died by drowning her lungs would be flooded.
But her lungs weren't flooded. So we think she was raped killed, then dumped in the lake. After a very nice dinner.
Which brings me to her stomach. Fried calamari and based on the extent of the digestion she died about three hours after she ate.
( chattering ) WILLOWS: Now tell me, why are we here?
'Cause it's the only place within ten miles of Calville Bay that serves calamari. And you know this because...? I come here for calamari. Oh. Alone?
No. Sometimes I have a beer with it.
WILLOWS: Do you recognize this woman?
She might have eaten here Tuesday night right around this time.
Ordered the calamari.
Miss, everyone orders calamari. Well, I don't care about everyone. I care about her.
Uh... yeah. Yeah, I remember her. Um, she came in with a guy. Regulars. Good tipper. Would you happen to know this good tipper's name?
Mr. Swelco, are you all right?
I can't believe she's dead.
Could you tell us about your affair with Wendy?
Nobody knew we had one. What about your wife?
We were separated.
We filed for divorce last week. I thought Wendy was going to do the same thing. And... when she didn't, you got angry?
No. No.
That's not what I meant.
I loved Wendy.
She said the marriage was over. It's just that... just... she was scared.
Scared?
Why?
She didn't want to hurt Winston. She thought if she left, he'd... break.
( sniffling ) Tuesday night you and Wendy had dinner at the Grille?
Where'd you go after that?
We went back to the marina in her car and then we took the outboard back here.
Why'd you take the boat? Wendy didn't want anybody to s-see her car in my driveway so we always met at the marina and then we'd take the outboard over here. What happened once you got here?
We made love.
Then she left.
Took the boat back.
Where is... the boat? At the marina.
Do you believe him?
I believe he had an affair.
That the husband?
Mr. Barger, what are you doing here? You didn't call, so I was following you.
Uh, this is... Phil Swelco's house, isn't it? Do you know Mr. Swelco? Informally. Does he have something to do with Wendy's death?
We're interviewing a lot of people. Most of it's follow-up.
GRISSOM: Mr. Barger, this is a time when you ought to let us do our job. You've been through a terrible ordeal. You've asked us to keep you posted and I promise we will keep you posted. I just wanted to see if you guys have anything new. As soon as we know, you'll know.
All right.
Drive safely.
( engine starts ) You know, eventually we're going to have to tell this guy that his wife was having an affair with somebody he knows. No, we don't, Catherine. We have to tell him how his wife died. Just the facts, without all the other stuff.
When Eddie was cheating on me I sure wish somebody would have said something.
You mean me.
Who else?
( knocking ) New pet?
The African red baboon tarantula-- the most feared of all arachnids. But basically harmless. Yeah, well just keep the lid on it, okay? I think you scared him. All his hairs are standing up.
If you're through amusing yourself I have some news on the boat. Was it at the marina? What do you think?
My spider sense says it wasn't. Right. We need to find the boat.
The coroner's prelim on the frat hanging.
Bust it out. ( sniffing ) What's that smell? I'm nuking a burrito. Mmm, junk food and radiation-- good combo.
A strip of raw calf's liver was found lodged inside the cleft of victim's throat.
Cause of death: choking.
Mm-hmm. That's interesting.
Microscopic threads of fabric were found embedded in the liver.
Microscopic fabric?
I have no idea what you're talking about. You just lost me.
Kyle, I'm getting that hazing feeling. Did you stuff him? Suffocate him? Shove towels down his throat? No. Look, lady, I have no idea where you're going with all this but you're way off.
Tell me about the liver.
What about the liver?
Kyle... Kyle... 11 years ago I was you, man.
Smoking cigars in closets, playing tanks. I wore a trout in my jean pocket for seven days till my leg went half numb.
I've been there.
So, don't... don't tell me "What about it?"
Okay.
James begged us for one more shot so, we came up with a challenge.
Swallowing raw liver.
Oh, man.
Oh, man, he's choking.
Give him the Heimlich.
Give him the Heimlich. Give him the Heimlich!
( gagging ) He's turning blue!
How does a kid choke to death and end up hanging from a rafter?
Okay.
We freaked. I mean, we had a lot to lose here. We could lose our charter or get kicked out of school or even go to jail.
So, me and Matt, we strung him up, and... made it look like he'd committed suicide.
You do realize you just admitted to killing him? We didn't kill him. It was an accident. It was an accident but now it's beginning to look like Christmas.
Look, my dad's a top defense attorney so, if charges are filed... Don't worry.
They will be.
It'll be manslaughter, not murder.
And me and Matt wind up with community service.
We can hold him for manslaughter. Manslaughter-- are you kidding? Are you willing to settle for that? Come on, Nick, you know as well as I do there is more to this. You're going 80 miles an hour in second gear. Let's just slow down, all right? Okay.
They said they performed the Heimlich, right? Yeah. I don't believe them.
Well, if they performed the Heimlich there'd be evidence of trauma.
Yes, there would.
Well, now, you're right. If they gave this frat kid the Heimlich chances are we'd find a broken rib. Not even a fracture. What about abdominal or thoracic bruising? Nope. Photos are all negative.
They lied.
When this kid was choking, no one tried to help him.
Take a look at this.
Now, we magnified Mr. Johnson's privates.
The ink is from a felt tip. It's a Paper Max Thin Tip to be exact.
"Jill W." Two triangles. No, it's two deltas. Greek letters.
She's a Delt.
( groaning softly ) Freaks.
STOKES: Jill, we need to ask you a question.
Is this your signature?
Oh, my God.
Oh, where did you get that? Where do you think?
You don't think that has something to do with what happened? We don't know yet. That's what we're trying to find out. How well did you know James? Uh, he was pledging my boyfriend's house.
We're Greek, I mean... We sign them, they sign us. Of course you do.
Who's your boyfriend?
Kyle Travis.
So, looking for fibers.
Yeah, fibers liver-- anything to implicate these guys.
What the heck is that?
The murder weapon.
Dingle-dangle.
Let me guess.
Radiohead or Rage Against the Machine. Actually, it's an audio book on restriction enzyme analysis and DNA typing.
PCR fingerprinting. Choice. Right. doing in the garage?
Oh, he's working that Wendy Barger case-- you know, the floater?
Only clue he's got is a missing boat which sucks, 'cause... it's missing.
( chuckles ): He thinks he's going to find it in a bathtub? It's a simulation tank.
He's re-creating the conditions the night she died.
Body was dumped, like, a half mile from Calville Bay.
They think the boat must have drifted with the currents. And let me guess-- Catherine got bored. Well, you know Grissom. Shortest distance between two points is science.
And for Catherine, it's pounding the pavement.
Hey, I thought Grissom gave you the night off.
Yeah. Something came up.
See you.
( phone ringing ) Yeah? Grissom. WILLOWS: It's me. I found it. Just south of Barring Point Bridge.
How?
I took a walk.
Just south of Barring Point Bridge?
What color is the boat?
It's white with lime green trim.
Just like the splinters we found in Wendy Barger's head wound.
Well done, Catherine.
Well done. ( stifled giggle ) Let's get the boat back to the garage.
This better be good.
I need some assurances.
It's a two-way street, pal.
Did you do what I asked? I checked out the evidence, yeah.
But I'm not sure about the rest. What's the big deal?
You break the seal on the evidence box it's over. We put it to bed, I tell Henderson "Mission accomplished."
Why don't you let me do that?
( siren blaring ) What's going on here?
Judge Cohen, you're under arrest for obstruction of justice tampering with state's evidence and violating seven articles of scumbag.
I told you... nobody owns me.
Move on.
Nice work, man.
Hey, Grissom.
I hear Catherine beat you to the boat. We work as a team. We're not competing. Okay.
But, uh, she found it first right?
"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood "and, sorry I could not travel both." Robert Frost.
Very good, Greg. Thanks.
But actually, in this case, Mr. Frost does not apply.
When you have a partner you each take a road.
That's how you find a missing boat.
Come on. Level with me. Who do you think killed her-- the husband or boyfriend?
And you've narrowed it down to just two suspects? Actually, you did.
You see, my second week at CSI, you told me that when a cheating spouse is murdered there's always two suspects at the top of the list: the lover and the betrayed.
I told you this? Mm-hmm. You see, I'm thinking that the husband caught Wendy with the boyfriend and when she left his house he killed her in a jealous rage.
And this theory is based on...?
Nothing.
I'm just trying to help.
I'm going to the garage to meet Catherine.
You keep thinking, Butch. That's what you're good at. Hey. If this theory checks out, uh maybe we should talk about a raise.
Yeah.
I think I may have found some skin.
When Wendy hit her head.
Did you hear what I said?
Blood.
Blood?
You were at the autopsy. The head trauma wasn't a bleeder. Well, maybe she fought back.
Either way, we got to call Brass.
Tell them to bring the boyfriend in.
( camera shutter clicks ) Could you wait right here, please?
Stay with Mr. Swelco.
How's it going?
Aah, you know, the usual beep-bap-bop, you know?
The guy said he cut his hand cleaning fish. Got a tetanus shot. That's his excuse for the blood we found on the boat.
But I'll call the lake clinic to confirm.
Damn, you're good.
Oh, shut up.
Stevie, hang with him.
Phil?
Phil Swelco?
Winston.
I heard about your wife. I'm sorry. What are you doing here? Why are you questioning him? Mr. Barger, why don't, you, um come over here with me.
Just walk over... why don't we go in here sit down.
Have a seat.
I always knew she was seeing someone. I just didn't know who.
Oh, I'm sorry.
She was having an affair with Phil Swelco?
And you think he killed her.
You just compromised our investigation. He deserved to know the truth. Knowing how she died, yes. Knowing that she had an affair-- how does that bring closure?
I guess you just have to be on the wrong end of an affair to understand. You can't make this about Eddie. Look, you hurt our case because your ex hurt you. We bring ourselves to our cases. We can't help it. I knew how Barger felt. Would you just relax? I didn't give him chapter and verse. You can't give him anything, Catherine. We're scientists. We're not psychiatrists or victims' rights advocates.
You right, you know. I should be just like you. Alone in my hermetically sealed condo watching Discovery on the big screen working genius-level crossword puzzles, but no relationships. No chance any will slop over into a case. Right. I want to be just like you.
Technically, it's a townhouse. And the crosswords are advanced, not genius. But you're right. I'm deficient in a lot of ways.
But I never screw up one of my cases with personal stuff.
Grissom... what personal stuff?
Matt, I got to know.
How much did it tick Kyle off? What are you talking about?
Jill.
( laughs ) Man, Kyle must've been steamed. His girlfriend signs a pledge's privates? Yeah, Kyle, can take a joke. He didn't think it was funny enough to share it with us.
You know, I never met a guy who could just laugh that off.
Hey, Matt you know why I joined a fraternity?
'Cause I wanted to belong to something-- the brotherhood. That's what it was all about for me you know what I mean?
So I'm going to cut to the chase here, bud. You come clean, you might be able to save your house save the brotherhood, but... if you don't... You and Kyle both get charged with murder and the house goes dark. Everything you're trying to protect you'll destroy.
Matty I found the string.
Now are you ready to tell us what happened after James got back to that house?
Okay.
Hey, let's see what Johnson came up with. Yeah? Yeah, let's see it, dude. Show it!
Dude... that's your girlfriend.
She signed it.
( guys hooting ) Good. Meet me upstairs, pledge.
You're still behind in points.
So this is what we're going to do. I'm going to put this down your throat You're going to swallow it and you're going to trust me to pull it back out.
Okay.
Dude, where's Johnson?
Oh, oh, this is crazy.
All right, all right, all right, listen to me.
Anything goes down my father will bail out the Chapter.
Now you're just going to follow my lead and you're going to keep your mouth shut.
( door sliding open ) Is my dad here yet?
No, but when he gets here you can tell him first degree murder. No way, come on. That's ridiculous. Your boy rolled over on you, Slick.
One thing about the fraternity upstate the brotherhood's fantastic.
Oh, yeah. They gonna love you.
She ran out of gas.
Okay. Get in the boat. Pull the engine cord.
What? Get in the boat.
Why?
Just indulge me, please? There's no gas. It's not gonna start. That's not the point.
As long as there is one.
Pull it again.
( grunts ) Go on.
More.
Harder.
Go on.
That's it. What's your point? How does your shoulder feel? It's sore.
You already knew that.
I know what happened to Wendy.
She says good night to Swelco and gets in the boat.
Halfway home, the boat runs out of gas.
Stranded in the middle of the lake, she panics. Starts pulling on the engine cord.
She pulls so hard, she dislocates her shoulder and falls forward.
Wendy goes under, where she remains until a barge's propeller severs her leg.
She died before she ever hit the water.
It was just an accident.
Well, sometimes it's about what didn't happen.
Well, I guess we better go talk to the husband.
I mean, unless you think I'm going to compromise the integrity of the case again. Look... Could we have a truce?
I would love to.
Good.
But let me do all the talking to the husband and the boyfriend.
He had to say it.
Hey.
I'll meet you outside, okay? Okay.
Hey, Warrick. Hey, Cath.
Did it go okay? Yeah. Fine.
Thanks for letting Brass handle it.
The fewer people who know about this the better.
I'm proud of you.
No, Judge Cohen's got a lot of soldiers. Yeah. That's what I'm afraid of.
You know, I can only help you out so much. After that, it's up to you.
Yeah, I know.
( knocking ) Hello?!
Mr. Swelco?!
He killed my wife.
We just came from your house.
We wanted to tell you that your wife's death was an accident.
What?
He didn't kill her.
( whimpers ) ( crying )
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