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BRASS：行李留喺飛機上面。我哋會當呢度係犯罪現場處理，直到有另外指示。Tim、Sam，同經濟艙乘客傾吓，睇吓有咩可以查到。好，我會同頭等艙乘客傾——佢哋喺休息室。半個鐘後喺嗰邊集合，好唔好？好。
所以……頭等艙有死人？拉斯維加斯航空。成日聽人講話好好玩㗎。
（清喉嚨）法醫確認咗？大約30分鐘前。目擊證人？所有頭等艙乘客——九個乘客，一個空服員。佢哋而家喺邊？隔離咗喺休息室。根據機組人員講，死者有類似驚恐發作，喺降落前死咗。
騷亂點：駕駛艙門。血手印。
似係腳印。大約鞋碼……十至十一號左右。
死者被發現躺喺第一行同第二行之間。
呢啲係咩？血？
我要成架飛機封鎖……由頭到尾，由翼到翼。哦，要用好多封鎖帶喎。我有個死人，一個有翼嘅犯罪現場。呢架飛機發生咗好唔妥嘅事。字幕由PARAMOUNT PICTURES贊助
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Sheriff？我哋有個大好機會喎，Gil。飛機上有死人——FAA有管轄權。但聯邦人員要等到日出先到。咁即係我哋有大約12個鐘去做英雄。我唔明你講咩。我哋可以喺聯邦人員到之前交個兇手出嚟，或者我哋喺旁邊睇住佢哋攞晒功勞。我連呢單係咪謀殺都未知。初步報告話佢有啲類似發作。俾啲面啦。就算係你都唔會封鎖呢啲廣體機，除非你知道有料到。拉人對你有好處。對我都有好處。對拉斯維加斯都好。你係咪選緊市長？
經濟艙乘客呢？佢哋有冇見到嘢？Brass話窗簾拉咗。空服員分開咗佢哋。佢哋由機尾落機。我哋對死者有咩了解？Tony Candlewell，30歲。通訊公司經理，來自亞特蘭大，已婚……冇案底。
咁？你點睇？WILLOWS：我唔知，但呢個喺三萬呎高空一定好嚇人。得一個人造成咁大破壞？一定係食咗藥。一個人做唔到咁大破壞。咁即係多過一個人？你點睇，Gris？我覺得我哋有十個證人，全部講同一番話。死者發癲。除非我哋喺證據入面搵到其他嘢，唔係嘅話就係咁。Catherine。我會開始問話。多謝。Warrick，一齊去。Brass已經集合晒佢哋喺休息室。假設每個人身上都有證據。Nick，同法醫一齊去。Sara同我會檢查飛機。呢個係流動犯罪現場。聽日可能唔喺度。
小姐，我個女要去廁所。好。我睇吓可以點做。唔該。你頂唔頂得住？我仲喺度震緊。
請大家聽一聽。我係Jim Brass，嚟自兇殺組。呢位係Catherine Willows同Warrick Brown，嚟自拉斯維加斯刑事鑑證科。佢哋嚟收集證據。你知你唔可以留我哋喺度。先生，我哋知道呢個係麻煩，我哋道歉。冇人比我哋更想你快啲走。我哋會盡快同盡量唔痛苦咁做。
講得幾好聽。用甜頭引多啲蒼蠅。
駕駛執照……圖書證……器官捐贈卡。正人君子。
佢有屋企人。你諗吓收到嗰個電話會點？真係可惜。David……永遠都係可惜。
男人：我見佢上機。佢好似係個正常嘅人。嚟，我幫你攞。哦，唔該。
唔該晒。唔緊要。冇問題。你幾時發現機艙有問題？1630小時，大約35分鐘前。Shannon叫我哋其中一個出去處理一個乘客嘅問題。有咩問題，Shannon？快啲啦！喂！幫我一個忙：返去經濟艙。確保冇人過嚟。唔該。快啲啦！已經十分鐘啦！先生……有冇辦法幫到你？有。你幫我開呢道門。機尾仲有兩個廁所。我俾咗$1200喺呢度小便，唔係經濟艙。先生？你要坐返低。你同佢傾咗幾耐？兩分鐘。嗰段時間你有冇注意到任何可以解釋佢行為嘅嘢？佢可能醉咗，或者食咗藥？我睇唔出。有啲煩躁。我唔係未見過呢種行為。搭飛機令人有古怪反應。
呢個係咪肉類溫度計？數碼顯示。數字大啲。
98.1。呢個人應該再凍啲。死後第一小時體溫下降兩度，之後每小時下降一度半。佢死咗兩個鐘。咁佢死亡時體溫係……101.6。呢個人有發燒。睇吓仲有咩。眼後有瘀點出血……顯示有某種窒息。頸左側有馬蹄形挫傷。似係靴踭。哦，我暫時接受呢個講法。
前後多處挫傷。手骨折。呢個人真係矛盾嘅研究。佢手掌有防禦傷，但指關節嘅擦傷同骨折顯示攻擊性。
GRISSOM：Dr. Kiera Behrle，3E。Emily Behrle，3F。
Nate Metz，2C。
Nate Metz。將你嘅椅背同托盤枱放直。我唔係咁諗。等我估吓邊個坐3C。Tony Candlewell。個死佬。睇吓，呢條友真係好乞人憎。點樣乞人憎？你知唔知我點解搭頭等艙？除咗公司俾錢之外？因為我可以做嘢。我要做嘢。而佢唔俾你？唔係，佢，佢，佢不停用腳踢我椅背。你知啦，好似戲院有人踢你椅背咁？諗吓由亞特蘭大到拉斯維加斯全程都係咁。你係話呢條友成程機都踢你椅背？可能唔係成程。你知啦，由達拉斯到拉斯維加斯咁。
喂，Pele，可唔可以唔好再踢我椅背？我冇做過任何嘢。你知自己做緊咩。停手。
你做咗咩？我只係……無視佢。你知啦，我嬲到打咗個椅背幾吓，就係咁。睇吓，呢條友激嬲我。一係打椅背，一係打佢。
可唔可以俾我睇吓你對手？
你啲指關節好傷。
血滴……離開主要事件。可能嗰度就係開始嘅地方。
可能只係流鼻血。
邊個坐4B？
Lou Everett。
Lou Everett？
係。你點樣整到塊面有條傷痕？條友用CD打我。佢將手指插入個窿，然後𠝹我。邊個？嗰個癲佬——個精神病。佢癲咗。
你到底有咩問題？你知唔知，你欠我另一部手提電腦，老友。（咕噥）喂！Everett：喂，喂。我哋而家喺半空中，各位。夠啦。
咁你點睇？身體傷害……我可唔可以告個死人？我覺得你需要飲杯咖啡。你咩意思？喺飛機上飲咗幾杯雞尾酒，Lou？睇吓，我搭飛機好緊張。咁又點？酒精對唔同人喺唔同高度有唔同效果。喂，我冇事。佢發癲。你不如問……問個空服員？我哋大約35分鐘前……佢開始不停撳佢個呼叫掣。佢話頭痛。你有冇俾佢嘢？有，我俾咗包阿士匹靈佢，佢乾吞，冇飲水。據你所知，佢上機時有冇話頭痛？冇。咁係咩令佢變咗？睇吓，我做咗空服員十年。你知啦，我乜都見過。我見過行李箱入面有雪貂，呃，頭等艙有口交……乘客喺托盤枱上炒嘢食。我意思……邊個知人哋做嘢嘅原因？係囉。好，多謝你嘅時間。唔該。唔該。
咁，有冇收穫？冇。你呢？如果嗰班機冇發生犯罪行為……點解冇人肯同我哋講嘢？我大膽講句……佢哋隱瞞緊啲嘢？咁我哋就要玩捉迷藏。
我啱啱同Nick傾完電話。法醫解剖咗我哋個死者。佢發現顱內出血、胸腔出血、脾臟破裂。而且，順帶一提，呢個人仲有發燒。
你搵到咩有趣嘅嘢？4B嗰條友飲得幾勁。
可能係乾咗嘅血。
死者手上有防禦傷。
Marlene Valdez坐2E。睇吓我。我件衫毀咗。希望洗得甩。我哋會俾件新嘅你。我救咗你條命之後，你最好咁做。BRASS：Valdez先生，你條命有危險？你知啦……當然有危險啦。嗰個瘋子喺走廊行來行去……成身汗……對眼矇矇地。我肯定佢想騎劫架飛機。所有人要返去座位。行開！做啲嘢啦。我哋應該唔好理人哋嘅事。如果你唔做啲嘢，我會做。呃……唔好意思，先生。呃……你不如坐低？
（碰撞聲）另一半嘅酒樽……嚟自2E。
所以……坐2E嘅Marlene𠝹咗死者。佢流血。佢去咗邊？廁所。
冇證據。冇。冇「明顯」證據。但如果嗰度有血，可能會有潛在證據。
成日快你一步。多謝。
嗯。
可唔可以幫我喺野外工具包攞個Christopher Columbus出嚟？
多謝。
（咔嚓聲）
我估嗰啲唔係血。唔係……但入面有蛋白質。哦，高空會所。即係嗰兩個乘客可能完全唔知機艙入面發生咩事。你知啦，高空會增強成個性體驗。增加快感。嗯……係好。我唔知係咪咁好。
引用你嘅來源。俾支拭子我，唔該。你迴避緊問題。「增強性體驗。增加快感。」引用你嘅來源。一本雜誌。咩雜誌？《法證科學應用心理動力學》。未聽過。我會幫你訂。而家，引用你嘅來源。哦……你而家想行呢條路？係。唔。算啦。你開始嘅。
達美航空，航班1109，波士頓-邁阿密，93年3月，Ken Fuller。褐色眼睛，有機化學實驗室TABMOC……被高估……喺……各方面。我哋……可唔可以……返去工作？好。我覺得，基於你，呃……對飛機廁所嘅第一手知識同經驗，你應該做拭子。
好。WILLOWS：呢件事發生嘅時候你喺邊，Finn太太？呃，Mercer，Vicky Mercer。嗯，我喺廁所。喺廁所？幾耐？一段時間。我……我搭飛機真係唔係幾好。
咁你老公呢？CARL：我哋唔係結婚。我哋只係一齊做嘢。係。你喺邊？我喺我個位。咁你見到發生咩事？我戴住耳機。我聽緊航空交通管制頻道。好快瞓着。WILLOWS：咁你……成件事都瞓住，然後喺一個……死人隔籬醒嚟。
基本上，係。
手印。一隻種馬。好，我哋要改變策略，因為我話用甜頭引多啲蒼蠅——我錯咗。呢個真係難以置信。十個人，冇人肯講嘢。我嘅理論：兇手喺個群體入面，而其餘嘅人好驚。
嗰條友着卡其褲，係咪？係。
可能係由佢褲抽到嘅纖維？我哋喺衫上面有冇搵到其他嘢？Nick喺度處理緊。
你搵到咩？呢度有支靚嘅Bordeaux同埋Starbucks混合。冇血。冇口水。
指紋呢？麂皮好難搞。太透氣。喂。
你係咪開始失手，Einstein？法醫影嘅死者背部相片。多個馬蹄形瘀傷。呢啲 definitely 係鞋印。係。似係有人踩過你個死者。攞件外套俾我。如果我要做鞋踭印，我需要啲嘢嚟比較。20分鐘後見。
我要佢哋啲鞋。點解同我講？因為你係負責同人打交道嗰個，係咪？咁你點解唔同佢哋講？佢哋乜都唔俾我。（咀嚼聲）唔該？
好，各位。聽住。鞋……除低。
而家。
我以前都有一對呢啲。
一切都係鞋印。
喂。嗨。似係賣鞋。呃，Nick從實驗室送咗呢啲相片比較過嚟。哦。
好嘢。
Max。
呢個睇嚟唔錯。係，匹配到。好。
圓形胎紋上面嗰個獨特標記……嗯。（嘆氣）：咁就係咁啦。
好，各位。我有好消息……同壞消息。好消息？好消息就係你哋其中七個可能……好快可以離開呢度。壞消息係咩？壞消息就係你哋其中三個可能會喺拉斯維加斯留得比計劃耐好多。而嗰啲就係……Lou Everett先生、Max Valdez先生……同Dr. Kiera Behrle。
請……跟我嚟。
Stevie，睇住呢班人。
唔好意思，太太。你個女只可以行到呢度，但我哋會派個警員陪住佢。嚟啦。今晚真係難捱。Behrle醫生，我哋會問你啲好敏感嘅問題——我知道我自己都唔想個女聽到嘅問題。嗨。我叫Jim。你叫咩名？Emily。Emily。哦，個名好好聽。Emily，我同你做個交易，好唔好？我哋會借你媽媽一陣。我好快返嚟，甜心，好唔好？好。好唔好
So, were you scared?
Did you see what happened?
Okay. Okay. It's okay.
Sweet kid-- Emily. Uh, so, Dr. Behrle... how long have you been a physician? I prefer surgeon. Okay. I've been practicing for 11 years. And what was the nature of your visit to, uh... to Las Vegas? Emily. She wanted to see the white tigers. How did you get that black eye? I caught it during the ruckus. The price you pay for being a Good Samaritan. Okay. I'm, uh... just a little confused. Your heel impressions were found on the back of the victim's suede jacket. That's a little aggressive for a Good Samaritan. MAN: No! No! Hey, stop it! Oh... Get out of the way. Get out of the way! Give him some air. Sir?
One, two three... One, two... If he had been in my ER I might have been able to save him but, at 30,000 feet, there's only so much you can do. Look... I did what I could. And you're satisfied with that? Why? Because I'm a doctor I'm responsible for what happened on that plane? What did happen? I protected my daughter and I tried to save a guy's life. And, yes, I'm satisfied with that. Well, you've seen Cops the TV show, so you know our game. The first one to talk gets to make a deal. I don't need a deal. No? Well, maybe your daughter Emily needs you to take one.
GRISSOM: Mm-hmm. Right. Makes sense. Okay. Thanks, Catherine. We have a Ping-Pong ball. We just need to find the paddles.
Where are they? Probably in the first compartment.
The doctor in 3E told Catherine that she performed CPR on the victim. Check the inside of the paddles. See if there's any bio gel on them.
These look like they weren't even used. There was more lubricant in the bathroom. It's pretty negligent for a doctor. She's got to know every commercial airline carries defib paddles. Yeah, and if she didn't know, the flight attendant sure did. By the time I thought to grab the defibrillator he was already dead. But you are trained to use the paddles in the event of an emergency and this was an emergency situation. Yes, but I'm trained to use them when a man is having cardiac arrest in his seat not flopping around in the aisle. So, whatever it was he was going through it didn't look a heart attack. Look, I'm going to be honest with you. I was scared. I mean... I thought this guy was going to take us all down. All right, everyone needs to return to their seats. Get out of the way! I got to get off! ( yelling ) All right, so let me get this straight. 2F is on the floor. His wife is in the aisle brandishing a broken wine bottle. What about 1A? He was closest to the action. That would be Mr. Cash. Um, he was in his seat. Mr. Cash. I was wondering when you guys were going to get around to asking me some questions. So, what did you see? Not much. Sir, it's been a long night, and we don't have much time before our crime scene flies away. I was in my seat. You were sitting in 1A. Sitting ringside, how do you not see what happened?
The blind leading the blind. I'm not totally blind. I'm legally blind. My central visual acuity is 20/200. Take your seat! You got to land the plane! I got to get off this plane! Get him off the door! Get him down! ( woman screaming ) GRISSOM: Can you identify the voices? ( sighs ) First voice. 4B. Businessman. I could tell by the way he ordered drinks. How do you mean? JW Black, triple, not double. Second voice, guy in 2F, kind of far away. Max. Third voice? Third voice, row behind me, two seats over. Mr. Dot-com. Guy must've typed 60 words a minute. Mr. Cash, you got to help me. I got eight eyewitnesses with various stories. I put them all in a mixing bowl, add eggs, milk stick it in the oven, and all I got is a limp souffle. We need you to tell us everything you heard from the time the deceased banged on the cockpit door to the time he died. Then listen up. I need to get off this plane! I have to get off this plane! Get him off the door. Get out of the way! Get out of the way!
No! ( grunting, blows landing )
I never heard such silence. ( beeping )
I got two hours till I lose my crime scene to the feds. Tell me you have something. I know what set this guy off. That's more than I got. We know our victim suffered from intercranial bleeding. I had that pegged as possible cause of death so I crack his skull open, and what do I find? A cantaloupe in a soup can. Tight fit. And not from one or two blows to the head. He was also running a high fever so I tested his spinal fluid. A normal protein level is between 15 and 45 milligrams. Candlewell's was 60.
Did anybody mention this guy had a headache? Flight attendant gave him two aspirin. Why? He was suffering from undiagnosed encephalitis. Swelling of the brain. It can manifest like a heart attack: slurred speech delirium, loss of consciousness. You throw in the altitude and the air pressure changes in the cabin and our guy was probably out of his mind. Is that what killed him-- encephalitis? It wasn't the one thing that killed him. Ruptured spleen, intercranial bleeding petecchial hemorrhaging. And the guy's heart just stopped beating. A, B, C, D or all of the above. Standoff with the police-- guy gets shot in the chest runs back into his burning house inhaling smoke as he goes. The roof collapses the air conditioning unit falls on his head, he dies. What killed him?
Okay, Vicki Mercer and Carl Finn I believe are in the bathroom. Mile High Club. If you ask me, it's their spouses that are the dummies. Emily Behrle is in 3F. Preston Cash, 1A. Tony Candlewell, dead guy. Right there, 3C. And for now, he's alive until he's dead. So, you want to tell us what we're doing here? The physical evidence that Sarah, Nick, and I collected is contradicting the anecdotal statements that you, Catherine, and Warrick got and my money's on the physical evidence. So is mine. These passengers are lying. I mean, if this was an arson case, we'd burn down an empty house to prove our theory, right? Well, in this case we're going to recreate the flight from... 1630 hours on. You are in 4B. Lou. Lou-- the angry businessman. How about that? I want to be Shannon. Good. The stewardess. Excuse me-- it's flight attendant. Catherine-- the doctor, 3E. Single mom. What an imagination you have. Max and Marlene, 2E and F. You two are married. Who wants to wear the pants? CSI-3 seniority, sweetie. Yeah, whatever. You're henpecked anyway. Let me guess-- you're the computer geek. In the interest of clarity, yes.
Nate in 2C.
Okay, look, it's going to be sunrise in ten minutes. We're going to have to do a Run, Lola, Run and play this in literal time. Up until the point that Captain Murdle escorted the dead guy back to his seat the events are substantiated by the flight log and the eyewitness statements unless anybody knows something different. What time was that? 1632 hours-- exactly 33 minutes before they landed in Vegas. One minute later, the plane hit turbulence. And, according to the flight attendant that's when our stiff lost it and started hammering his call button. So, I walk over try to calm the guy down, but he won't quit. Grissom: Well, we know he's suffering from encephalitis. He's probably sweating and fighting back a migraine. I know what my guy's doing in my seat-- Lou. He's getting ticked off. Yeah, but Candlewell is ticking off Nate in 2C even worse. I mean, this guy is perseverating.
That's when he winds up and breaks your seat. So, I get up, spin around confront the guy. Now, Lou, in 4B, said he was the peacemaker. BRASS: Peacemaker, my ass. He's got three empties in the pouch. Seat reeks of whiskey. The guy probably spilled Lou's drink. Very good. I was boss at CSI once. For a reason. Anyway, Lou gets up. He's angry. He takes a swipe at the guy. After knocking a few back at 33,000 feet you know, probably misses. And what does he get for his trouble?
A CD swipe across the chops. Right. So he falls back. Spills his own drink. By this time, Candlewell's got to be out of his seat, right? STOKES: If I'm Max, I want no part of this. Plus, I don't have an aisle seat. Yeah, but you're lucky. Your wife is going to make sure that you get in the playing field. Yeah, go ahead, honey. Save my life. STOKES: Right. Max gets up slides across Marlene. Excuse me, Buttercup. Candlewell's moving up and down the aisle by now. I come over confront the dead guy. Then what? Who talked to 2F? To Max? I did. Max told the dead guy to sit down. He turned, he shoved Max into the food cart Max landed on the ground. Warrick-- I mean, Marlene-- that's when you got up and grabbed the broken wine neck. Saved Nick's butt, as usual. There's a bottle of wine on the floor. You slash at Candlewell Then he swipes him across the hand. Hence the defensive wound. Now our guy's bleeding. He turns and heads for the cockpit.
Bang-- he wants in the cockpit but the door is locked. Captain Murdle gets on the horn calls First Class twice. No answer. Why? Shannon's vapor-locked. He can't get in the cockpit. What's next? He heads for the exit door. Blood underneath the latch handle shows that Candlewell tried to open it. And, if he gets the door open, they all die. Now it's a whole new ball game. It's every man for himself. Oh, yeah. This is when they really get scared. BROWN: And, according to Preston, Max and Lou they got to Candlewell first. The struggle ensued. Max and Lou slammed into Preston and, at some point Candlewell goes down. Now it's a free-for-all. And my shoes end up on his back. Mine, too. Ditto. BROWN: He's messing with my man, so I get my licks in. GRISSOM: Nate's knuckles were bruised... so he was in on it. We're in close quarters, so there's elbows flying everywhere. That's probably how the doctor got her black eye. Right. Hey, guys! If you jump a guy at the exit he dies at the exit.
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And our guy... was found five feet away... with his head towards coach. STOKES: He tried to get away. BROWN: But they didn't let him. WILLOWS: And, at this point we're not individuals anymore-- we're a mob. EMILY: Mommy! Mommy!
And you can't perform CPR on a man's back. Dr. Behrle had to have rolled him over probably just to cover for herself. That makes us all murderers.
I want five of those passengers arrested for murder. That's four more than I anticipated. We looked at the evidence, and the evidence says five. Let me get this straight. Five strangers get on a plane and then, together, they kill a man. On the surface, self-defense. They thought Candlewell was bringing the plane down. And he would have. But he didn't. They stopped him, and then they killed him-- not as individuals, but as a mob. Let's cut to the chase, Gil. Can you prove your case? Not yet. I need more time. Well, time's up.
I'm going to give these people their walking papers. If the Feds want to pursue it, let them. Don't do that. Oh, come on. No jury's going to ever convict them. You don't know that, Brian. Look, if you or I were on that plane we would do whatever it takes to save our lives. That's what a jury would say. That's not what the evidence says. That's exactly my point.
WOMAN: Las Vegas Air has issued no formal comment other than to stand by the actions taken by the flight crew. Meanwhile, the first-class passengers from the flight have been released, and no charges will be filed. The airline provided a bus to their Las Vegas destinations. Our request for interviews were denied, leaving the events surrounding the death of Tony Candlewell a mystery. Hey. Whoa. Let it go, guys. Those people should be going to jail not some hotel on the Strip. It's out of our hands. Our field ruling was overturned by the good old sheriff and the feds. STOKES: And you're okay with that? We processed evidence for 12 hours laid out the whole case and now those passengers are going to suck martinis and eat shrimp cocktails? Where's the justice? Oh, you think this is about justice? Yeah. What else? It's about human nature-- how people react when their lives are threatened. I know you're not condoning what they did. I'm not discounting it. I mean, think about it-- is there anyplace more vulnerable than being at 30,000 feet in a tin can? Feeling vulnerable is not a defense and where they were is irrelevant. They took a life. Because their lives were threatened. Their lives were threatened when Candlewell was at the emergency exit trying to open it, but the five feet between the exit and the aisles is what made the difference between self-defense and murder. Human nature again. I mean, adrenaline doesn't come with an off switch. I don't care what you say. I could never take a life. If it was between him or me, I could. Nick? I don't know. Well... it's wicked serious in here. Yeah, well, we were just talking about murder and whether we would commit it. I couldn't, Warrick could and Nick's on the fence. We're taking an exit poll. STOKES: Catherine, you're a mother. You and Lindsey are on that plane. How far do you go? All the way. That's right. You didn't even hesitate. If it involves the protection of my child I fight to the death. BROWN: See? We have four people here, all with different opinions. Think of how the passengers must have felt. What do you think, Grissom? I can't answer that question. That's a cop-out. It's a simple question. What would you have done if you had been one of those passengers? It's not about that. You all have different opinions but you've taken the same point of view. You've put yourself in the shoes of the passengers but nobody's put themselves in the shoes of the victim. That's the point. I'm sorry. What are you saying? Nobody stopped to ask Candlewell if he was all right. They just assumed, because he was kicking the back of Nate's seat, that he was a jerk-- because he was pushing his call button that he was bothering the flight attendant-- because he was trying to get into the lavatory he was making a scene-- because he was going back and forth up and down the aisles, he was posing a threat. He was a threat. No. He turned into a threat. It didn't have to be that way. People make assumptions. That's the problem. You just did. And I think these passengers made the wrong assumption and now this guy's dead. Well, if that's your stance how could it have been prevented? If just one person had stopped and taken the time to look at the guy to listen to him, to figure out what was wrong with him it might not have happened. It took five people to kill him. It would have only taken one person to save his life. Captioning sponsored by PARAMOUNT PICTURES ong with him