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#401 : Epreuve d'Amour

Quatre jeunes gens se rencontrent dans un bar. En quittant l'établissement, l'un des deux couples est massacré avec une brutalité peu commune. Quelque temps plus tard, un second couple connaît le même sort. Les experts sont persuadés qu'il s'agit là de l'oeuvre d'un tueur en série. L'affaire se complique lorsque la presse est informée des faits par des fuites au plus haut niveau. La population cède à la panique et le juge d'instruction doit diriger son enquête dans des conditions délicates. Par ailleurs, Catherine reçoit des nouvelles peu encourageantes au sujet du procès du meurtre de son père. 

Titre VO
Assume Nothing

Titre VF
Epreuve d'Amour

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Écrit par : Anthony E. Zuiker & Danny Cannon
Réalisé par : Richard J. Lewis 

Avec : Archie Kao (Archie Johnson), David Berman (David Phillips), Paula Francis (Elle-même), Scott Wilson (Sam Braun), Romy Rosemont (Jacqui Franco), Skip O'Brien (Det. O'Riley), Joseph Patrick Kelly (Officer Metcalf) 

Guests :

  • John Doman ..... Juge Slater 
  • Rudolf Martin ..... Cameron Klinefeld
  • Brian Bloom ..... Kent Rifkin 
  • Nicole Hiltz ..... Natasha Rifkin 
  • John Kassir ..... Usager de l'hôtel 
  • Moon Bloodgood ..... Ophelia 
  • Josh Holloway ..... Kenny Richmond 
  • Scott Allan Smith ..... Stuart Gardner 
  • Terry Bozeman ..... Brad Lewis 
  • Michael Azria ..... Kenny Richmond 
  • Lydia Blanco ..... Maid 
  • Sue-Ling Garcia-Hyde ..... Alice Dominquez 
  • Sandra Hess ..... Mandy Klinefeld 
  • Jim Jenkins ..... Reporter #1 
  • Brandon Kirsch ..... Officier Almada 
  • Michael Lopez ..... Checco Dominquez 
  • Maureen Muldoon ..... Reporter #2 
  • Breck Wilson ..... Fred Laggerman 
  • Jason Graae ..... Homme 





(Open on a roulette ball being put into play, then a top view of a roulette wheel in play.  MRS. RIFKIN and her husband are playing.)

MRS. RIFKIN:  Okay.  Come on.
MR. RIFKIN:  Come on.
MRS. RIFKIN:  Let's go. Come on.
MR. RIFKIN:  Don't fail me.
MRS. RIFKIN:  Come on, baby.  I'm feeling this one.

MR. RIFKIN:  Don't fail me.
MRS. RIFKIN:  Don't you let me down.
MR. RIFKIN:  Come on now.
MRS. RIFKIN:  All right.  Black 22.

(MRS. RIFKIN reaches out a puts a stack of red chips on the number.  They watch
the ball on the wheel.)

MR. RIFKIN:  If this happens, I'm buying you a shot.

HOUSE:  No more bets.

(The ball stops on Black 22.)


(The couple cheers, hug and kiss each other in celebration.)


(The house pushes their win toward the couple.  MRS. RIFKIN reaches for ward to grab the chips.  Her husband glances over at the bar and sees a WOMAN IN RED leaning against the counter and standing next to a man.)

MRS. RIFKIN:  Give me my money.

(She grabs the chips and pulls it toward her.)

MRS. RIFKIN:  Oh, my.

(She turns to her husband and drapes her arms around his neck to hold him close.)

MRS. RIFKIN:  Let's cash out.

MR. RIFKIN:  Why? I, uh, I thought we were going to take some risks tonight.

MRS. RIFKIN:  (suggestively)  Come on ... I want to go dancing.

MR. RIFKIN:  Really?

MRS. RIFKIN:  Mm-hmm.

MR. RIFKIN:  Okay. As long as it's lap dancing.

(Her jaw drops in surprise.)

MRS. RIFKIN:  What has gotten into you?

(He smiles back, then they hug.  Over her shoulder, MR. RIFKIN glances over at the bar to look at the woman in red, but she's gone.)



(MRS. RIFKIN and her husband sit at the bar.)  

MR. DOMINGUEZ:  Hey, buddy, when you get a chance, can I get a couple more of
these martinis?  One with an olive, one with a twist.  Thank you.

MRS. RIFKIN:  Why don't we, um ... take those up to the room?  

(She smiles, laughs and kisses him.)

MRS. RIFKIN:  'Cause I'm feeling a little ... uh ...

(She kisses him again as her husband looks beyond her to the WOMAN IN RED in the back of the room with her husband.)

MRS. RIFKIN:  (whispering)  ... Frisky.

(MRS. RIFKIN turns around to look at who he's looking at.  She sees the couple, then turns back to her husband.)

MRS. RIFKIN:  Do you know them?

MR. RIFKIN:  (chuckles and shakes his head)  No, but how frisky do you feel?

(They both turn and glance over at the couple.  Her husband points over at them.)

(The Rifkin's stand up and head for the other couple.)




(CAMERA LOW TO THE GROUND as the hotel housekeeper pushes her cart through the hallway.  She pauses at the next room door and knocks.)  

HOUSEKEEPER:  Housekeeping.  Coming in.

(She opens the door, pushes it wide open and walks into the darkened room.  She reaches out and flips the switch to open the curtains, but after a moment, they only open part of the way.  She stops, turns back and tries the curtain switch again.  After hitting it several times, she gives up and heads for the curtains to open them herself.)

(She walks across the bedroom and jiggles the drapes.  Suddenly, she stops, turns around slowly ... and screams.)



(Several quick flashes of ALICE DOMINGUEZ'S slashed throat.  Resume to present.)

(ALICE DOMINGUEZ is slumped back in her seat at the table.  There is blood spattered all along the table, the vase on the table and along the wall.)

(Camera moves rapidly around and stops on ...

(GRISSOM stares at the scene.  He steps forward and examines the injury. CATHERINE walks into the room and examines the blood spatter on the walls.)

GRISSOM:  Her throat's been slit by what appears to have been a very sharp implement.  

(GRISSOM straightens and looks around the room.)

GRISSOM:  The room is completely stripped.  No bedding, no sheets.  

CATHERINE:  No towels, either.  Someone took a few souvenirs.  I'll check the surveillance tapes.

(CATHERINE walks out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.  GRISSOM goes back to examining the body.)

(He takes out her driver's license and looks at it:

     EXPIRES:  7/13/07

     311 SEPHILL
     LOS ANGELES, CA  90078

     SEX: F      HAIR: BRN     EYES: BRN
     HT: 5'7"     WT: 130     DOB: 7-13-72
     RSTR:  NONE

GRISSOM:  Alice Dominguez.  

(GRISSOM shows CATHERINE the wallet.)

GRISSOM:  She wasn't robbed.

CATHERINE:  It's not her room, either.  It was registered under the name of Parker.

(GRISSOM shines his flashlight on ALICE DOMINGUEZ' left hand.)

GRISSOM:  Wedding ring.  Where's the husband?

(Off screen, we hear a faint, electronic whirring sound.  The camera cuts to CATHERINE'S black bag and kit on the floor off to the side.  GRISSOM looks over to her things.)

(CATHERINE turns to answer it.)

GRISSOM:  I think your cell phone's vibrating.

CATHERINE:  (turns back to look at GRISSOM)  You heard that?

(GRISSOM goes back to looking at the wallet.)

GRISSOM:  Mm-hmm.

(CATHERINE reaches for her phone and smiles at GRISSOM.)

CATHERINE:  You're back.

(Distracted, GRISSOM doesn't hear her.)


(CATHERINE smiles as she answers her phone.  GRISSOM squints ... or winks at her.)






(BRASS, WARRICK and NICK walk through the hallway on the way to the hotel room.)  

WARRICK:  There's only two reasons why people get murdered in a casino.

BRASS:  Sex or money.  Well, on the money side, the room was booked yesterday, under a stolen credit card belonging to a Mrs. Parker.  She's a 75-year-old living alone in Henderson.  As far as sex goes, well, I want to be a believer.

(They stop in front of the taped-off room.  NICK looks beyond that to the stairs just next to it.)

NICK:  Room closest to the exit.  Imagine that.

WARRICK:  Quick escape.  Murder Central.  Security cameras?

BRASS:  Uh, not in the hallway.  Only in the elevator.  We're on it.

NICK:  Take the exit.

(NICK walks over to the stairway door.)

WARRICK:  I'll take the money trail.

(WARRICK leaves.)

BRASS:  And I'll, uh ... go door-to-door.



(GRISSOM and CATHERINE study the dead body.  CATHERINE stands in front of the body, while GRISSOM stands behind it.  He moves around to the front.)  

CATHERINE:  This is very weird.

GRISSOM:  Yeah, usually when someone gets their throat cut, it's from behind.

CATHERINE:  Yeah, and it starts there, ends there.  It's not very deep.

(CATHERINE checks the woman's hands.)

CATHERINE:  No ligature marks.  No defensive wounds.

GRISSOM:  I think whoever did this was sitting in that chair.

(Quick flash to:  Close up of the knife and ALICE DOMINGUEZ'S reflection in the knife as it's being held up against her neck.)

(End of quick flash.  Resume to present.)

CATHERINE:  She sat there and allowed someone to slit her throat?

(GRISSOM looks back at CATHERINE.)



(SARA leans up against the counter looking at a piece of paper.  WARRICK walks up to her.  They both turn and walk through the casino.)  

WARRICK:  Hey, girl.

SARA:  Hi.

WARRICK:  What you got?

SARA:  Not much.  Mrs. Dominguez checked in with her husband yesterday.  Room 869.

WARRICK:  869?  That's, like, two floors away from where she was found dead.

SARA:  Anybody heard from the husband yet?

WARRICK:  He's M.I.A., but he left a gambling paper trail.

SARA:  Really?

WARRICK:  I have a signature and a thumbprint from where Mr. Dominguez signed a $5,000 cash-advance check.

SARA:  Cash advance, huh?

WARRICK:  It was cash advance on a credit card.  It's not cheap.  It's, like $90 every thousand.

SARA:  That's a rip-off.

WARRICK:  Not if you're desperate.  He must have had a bad night.

SARA:  Yeah, and Mrs. Dominguez had a worse night.  You know, nobody's checked their suite yet.  Would you care to join me?

WARRICK:  Let's do it.

(They walk off camera frame.)



(BRASS talks with a man in the hotel room directly next door to the crime scene room.)  

GUEST (MAN):  I heard some voices raised and a door slamming.

BRASS:  Mm. How many voices?

GUEST (MAN):  Two.  No, wait.  Uh, maybe it was three.  (He shrugs.)  Definitely a man and a woman.

BRASS:  What were they saying?

GUEST (MAN):  Uh, it was hard to tell.  You know, the walls in these joints are pretty thick.  They were definitely arguing about something.

BRASS:  Did you get a look at them?

GUEST (MAN):  Uh, just through the spy hole.

(Quick flashback to:  The GUEST looks through the peephole and sees a man and a woman arguing loudly as they're walking away from the room.  These are the two people in the teaser who were in front of the roulette wheel.)

MR. RIFKIN:  Obviously he's insane.  They're both crazy.

MRS. RIFKIN:  Why would you put me in that situation?

MR. RIFKIN:  I didn't put you in that position with ...

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

BRASS:  What time was that?

GUEST (MAN):  10:35.

BRASS:  10:35?  You seem to be pretty sure about that.

GUEST (MAN):  Well, I-I had just ordered a pay-per-view movie, and it was just about to begin.

BRASS:  Oh, yeah? Which one was that?

GUEST (MAN):  Arma-get-it-on.

BRASS:  You mean, Armageddon?

GUEST (MAN):  No.  Arma-get-it-on.

BRASS:  Oh.  (beat)  Good movie?

GUEST (MAN):  Worked for me.

(BRASS leaves.)



(NICK takes a print off of the door.  He walks inside the stairwell.  He peers
over and above the railing.)  



(NICK opens the door and walks outside.  He puts his sunglasses on and rounds the corner.  He heads for the group of valets.  As he approaches, most of them disburse.)  

NICK:  Hey, guys.  How you doing?  Uh, I'm with the Las Vegas Crime Lab, and I'm...


NICK:  Yeah.

(NICK turns around to look at a valet who's smiling at him in recognition.)

KENNY RICHMOND:  What's up?  It's Kenny!  Kenny Richmond.  Rebel baseball.  I played backup catcher.

NICK:  Kenny.


NICK:  Hi, Kenny!


NICK:  How you doing, man?

KENNY RICHMOND:  How you doing?

NICK:  Good to see you.

KENNY RICHMOND:  Good to see you!  Look at you, man.

NICK:  Yeah. Yeah.

KENNY RICHMOND:  What are you doing here?  You a cop now?

NICK:  Uh, Crime Scene Investigator.  I'm on a case.

KENNY RICHMOND:  Crime scene?  Rock on, man.  You're here on the tenth floor thing, right?

NICK:  Right.

KENNY RICHMOND:  Yeah. I heard about that, man.  Everybody's talking about it.  Somebody, uh, bashed some chick's brains in, I think, right?

NICK:  Yeah, actually, uh, she had her throat slit and bled out all over the room.  I'll know more when I check the surveillance camera.

KENNY RICHMOND:  Well, what are you doing down here?

NICK:  Uh, I'm just checking possible escape routes.  She was murdered in the room closest to the exit.  Murder Central.

(NICK looks up at the hotel building.  KENNY glances up, too.)

KENNY RICHMOND:  Murder Central, huh?  Cool.



(Camera opens on ALICE DOMINGUEZ'S slit throat.  ROBBINS goes over his findings with CATHERINE.)  

ROBBINS:  Cut began at the right carotid.  Severed the artery and the jugular vein and terminated at the trachea.  It's not as deep as I would expect for this kind of crime.

CATHERINE:  He sliced her gently?

ROBBINS:  Well, yeah.  Oftentimes, the only thing intact is the spinal column.  This did the job and nothing more.

CATHERINE:  And what did the tox report give us?

ROBBINS:  Alcohol count was .20.

CATHERINE:  Double the legal limit.

ROBBINS:  There was no limit to Mrs. Dominguez.  Blood work showed heavy traces of M.D.M.A.

CATHERINE:  Ecstasy? And alcohol?  Party mix.

ROBBINS:  Yeah, it might have made her docile.

CATHERINE:  Well, maybe it explains why she was cut from the front.

ROBBINS:  That may explain her head.  Now let's move down to the toes.

(ROBBINS removes a piece of glitter from her toes.  Camera zooms in to show that it's purple and has a S-shaped cut out in the middle of the square piece.)

CATHERINE:  Glitter?

ROBBINS:  Yeah.  There is a ... a strip club, um, named Shimmer on industrial. I, uh, recognized the "s" almost immediately.

CATHERINE:  You go, Doc.



(SARA knocks on the door lightly, then opens it.  She and WARRICK walk into the room.)  

SARA:  Hello?  Mr. Dominguez?

(They walk into the room.)

SARA:  Looks like the bed wasn't slept in.


(SARA looks through the suitcase.)

WARRICK:  Stopped for gas in Barstow.  Big tank. $43.

SARA:  Clothes are still here.

WARRICK:  Ford explorer.  California plates.  Two-Paul-Charlie-Edward-329.

SARA:  Really?



(WARRICK, SARA and NICK each walk along the individual garage floors looking for
the car.)  

(Cut to:  NICK approaches a bronco with the license plate 2PCE329.  He looks
inside the car and sees Mr. Dominguez.)




(The area around the car is taped off.  WARRICK, NICK and SARA check the car for

(NICK is looking at the dead body in the driver's seat.  WARRICK is checking the
passenger seat while SARA examines the back.)

NICK:  Hey, Warrick.  Take a look at this wound.  It's different than the
wife's.  She was cut from the front.

WARRICK:  Yeah, this one looks like he was cut from the back.

(Quick flashback to:  Mr. Dominguez getting his throat cut from the back.  Blood
spatters on the rear view mirror.)

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

(SARA opens the back seat and finds the knife on the floor.  She picks it up.)

SARA:  Hey, guys?  I got a knife.



(Several camera flashes of the knife.)

(JACQUI FRANCO takes the photos of the knife while GRISSOM goes through the
other evidence.  She takes a print off of the knife.  NICK opens an evidence bag
and takes out a check and shows it to JACQUI.)

NICK:  Use this, uh ... cash-advance check Warrick found as a reference.

(The information on the check reads:

     PAY THE SUM OF:  $5,000.00
     REFERENCE NO. 0173084857
     LOCATION 00580241
     VERIFY 41223514
     DATE   10/05/03
     TIME   20:13:42
     {CHECK NOS. 94040412235145 (on bottom of check)}
     {finger print}
     {098723-87665-99 (number under print)}

JACQUI FRANCO:  Hmm. Ink pads make for great exemplars.

NICK:  And compare that to the print I pulled off the exit door and the knife
... please.

(NICK opens a second bag and takes out the print card with the following
information on the back of the Pro-Lift Fingerprint Collection System Card:

     CASE NO: 9-27-03-085692-001
     DATE   9-27-03
     TIME   8:49  4

NICK:  Here you go.

(JACQUI takes the card and looks at it under a glass.)

JACQUI FRANCO:  Good characteristics here.

(She looks at the other print.)

JACQUI FRANCO:  Match to the door handle.

(She looks at the knife print.)

JACQUI FRANCO:  And a match to the knife.

GRISSOM:  One print on the knife.  One print on the exit door.  Both belonging
to the husband.  But we have two victims.

GREG:  Speaking of twos ... I found blood from both victims on the knife.  

(They turn around to find GREG standing in the doorway with test results in his

GRISSOM:  So it's possible the husband killed the wife.  Who killed the husband?





(CATHERINE and GRISSOM interview a DANCER at the strip club.)  

DANCER:  Yeah, they look familiar -

(She hands the paper with the DMV license information back to GRISSOM.)

DANCER: ... from the neck up.  I must've given them four, five lap dances each.  
They made my night.

CATHERINE:  So, they were George.  

(GRISSOM looks up at them.  CATHERINE supplies an explanation.)  

CATHERINE:  Big tippers.

DANCER:  No.  They weren't the ones paying for it.  The other couple was.

GRISSOM:  The other couple?

DANCER:  Yeah, we were all in the VIP booth over there.  

(She glances over across the room.)

(Quick flashback to:  The DANCER working with the couple.  End of flashback.  
Resume to present.)

DANCER:  The four of them -- they came in together.  The other couple just
wanted to watch.  So I assumed they were friends.  Good friends.  

(Quick flashback to:  While the DANCER dances for the couple, the second couple
watches.  End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

DANCER:  I didn't get a good look at the other two, but they slid that money
across the table  ... mmm, brick this big.  So, like I said, they just wanted to
doggie in the window.

(GRISSOM looks from the DANCER to CATHERINE.)

CATHERINE:  (explains)  Watch.

DANCER:  And they were subbing drinks left and right.  

(Again, GRISSOM looks from the DANCER to CATHERINE.)

CATHERINE:  Ordering clear drinks to keep the party going.  What'd they order?

DANCER:  Two vodkas, two soda waters.  

CATHERINE:  Guess who got the hard stuff.

(CATHERINE'S cell phone rings.  She answers it.  When CATHERINE turns away, the
DANCER starts to work on GRISSOM.)

DANCER:  (smiling)  Hi.  Would you like a dance?

(GRISSOM takes off his glasses.  While CATHERINE'S on the phone, she keeps an
eye on GRISSOM.  She finishes her conversation.)

CATHERINE:  Uh, I got to be at the courthouse.  Apparently, there's a last-
minute evidentiary hearing in the Sam Braun case.  I need to be there.

DANCER:  You sure you don't want a dance?  I could be your specimen.  You could
be my mad scientist.

CATHERINE:  (smiles)  He already is, sweetheart.  Thanks.

(They turn to leave.)



(ARCHIE goes over the video footage of elevator #4 with SARA.  The timer on the
monitor reads 1:44 a.m. (UP))  

ARCHIE JOHNSON:  So, this is the last footage we have of the Dominguezes alive.

(The monitor shows the elevator going up from floor #7 through floor #10.

SARA:  Have we I.D.'d that other couple?

ARCHIE JOHNSON:  Not yet, but check it out.  (rewinds tape)  Brass's witness
said he heard a couple arguing at 10:35.  

(In Elevator #4 at around 10:36 (DN), the monitor shows the couple still arguing
in the elevator.)

ARCHIE JOHNSON:  This must be them, going down.  But coming up ...

(He shows the elevator earlier at 10:09 pm (UP).  It's the couple from the
teaser and they're still arguing.  There's a second couple in the elevator with

SARA:  They're with the same mystery couple who brought up the Dominguezes.  Can
you make me a still of the 10:35 couple, the ones that went up and down?

SARA:  Freeze it there.  What's in his hand?

(ARCHIE manipulates the video to show what it is.)

ARCHIE JOHNSON:  That's a room key.  Tangiers Casino.

SARA:  Do me a favor, Archie.  Call Grissom.



(As the group waits to meet, the television is on.)  

PAULA FRANCIS (NEWSWOMAN):  (from tv)  New leads in the double homicide at the
Sphere Hotel and Casino.  According to sources within the crime lab, the killer
or killers most likely fled the room CSIs call "Murder Central," the nearest
room to the emergency exit.  

(On NICK as he realized where they got that piece of information.)

PAULA FRANCIS (NEWSWOMAN):  (from tv)  CSIs are currently checking surveillance
footage in an effort to identify possible suspects.

NICK:  What the hell?


NICK:  Kenny Richmond, that's what.

WARRICK:  Who's that?

NICK:  This valet at The Sphere.  I played baseball in college with this guy.  I
bumped into him for, like, two seconds.

WARRICK:  Don't tell me you opened your mouth to the guy.

(NICK doesn't say anything, although his look says it all for him.)

WARRICK:  Hey, man.  You could lose your job over something like this.

NICK:  Hey, it's not like I ran my mouth to the press, okay?

WARRICK:  Best thing you could do is go to Grissom and 'fess up.

NICK:  'Fess up to what?  There were a hundred people at that crime scene.  
Anyone could have gone to a reporter and told them what was going on with the
case, man.

WARRICK:  Or what, you going to wait till he comes to you and then lie about it?

(WARRICK stands up and turns ... right into GRISSOM who is standing in the

GRISSOM:  Lie about what?

(NICK looks up at GRISSOM.)



(CATHERINE walks toward the building.)


(CATHERINE just walks in through the door and shows her I.D. to the security

REPORTER:  There he is!  Mr. Braun!

REPORTER:  Does this mean your murder case will not be going to trial, Mr.

REPORTER:  Are you and your Representatives in discussion with the District
Attorney's office?

(CATHERINE watches as a swarm of reporters gather around SAM BRAUN and his

REPORTER:  Could you elaborate on those discussions?

REPORTER:  Do you feel vindicated by the Judge's decision?

LAWYER:  My client has no comment at this time.  Mr. Braun is looking forward to
putting this whole unfortunate business behind him.


(As he passes her, SAM BRAUN makes eye contact with CATHERINE.)


REPORTER:  Mr. Braun, do you have anything to say at all, sir?

REPORTER:  Mr. Braun, could we get a comment?

REPORTER:  Mr. Braun, do you have anything to say at all, sir?

(SAM BRAUN and his lawyer walk out of the building.  Camera holds on CATHERINE.)




(BRASS and GRISSOM interview the RIFKINS, the couple from the teaser.)  

MRS. RIFKIN:  It was first names only.  Mandy and ... Cameron?

BRASS:  Where'd you meet them?

MR. RIFKIN:  Uh, at the roulette tables.  We were, uh ... we were drinking and
they, uh, invited us back up to their room.  It was Vegas.  We were looking for
a little excitement.

(Quick flashback to:  Drinks are being poured in the room; MANDY is undressed
and kissing MR. RIFKIN.  End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

BRASS:  And did you find it?

MRS. RIFKIN:  No, not at all.  They ... creeped us out.

BRASS:  How?

MR. RIFKIN:  He, uh ... he asked me how much I loved my wife.

(BRASS looks at MRS. RIFKIN and she nods.)

BRASS:  Is that a crazy question?

MRS. RIFKIN:  It wasn't the question.  It was ... the way he asked it.  

(Quick flashback to:  MANDY with MR. RIFKIN while CAMERON'S with MRS. RIFKIN.)

CAMERON KLINEFELD:  How much do you love your wife?  

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

MRS. RIFKIN:  Sobered me right up.  I mean, he didn't just ask it once.  He
asked it ... over and over again, and then Mandy asked how far we'd go to prove

BRASS:  Prove what?

MR. RIFKIN:  To-to prove that.  To prove how much I loved my wife.  And, uh ...
the next thing I know, she's naked.

MRS. RIFKIN:  Then she starts undoing his belt.

MR. RIFKIN:  Which is the reason that we went up there in the first place.

MRS. RIFKIN:  Yeah, but you liked it a lot.

(He shrugs.)

MRS. RIFKIN:  You could've waited.

MR. RIFKIN:  Yeah.  (beat)  We argue about everything.  And they saw us
fighting.  And they kicked us out.

GRISSOM:  I don't know how fighting works for your marriage, but it probably
saved your lives.




(CATHERINE sits alone on the locker room bench.  WARRICK hangs up his shirt.  
CATHERINE sighs.)  

WARRICK:  Need some help with that?

CATHERINE:  Help with what?

WARRICK:  That weight on your shoulders.

CATHERINE:  That obvious, huh?

WARRICK:  Yeah.  What's up?

CATHERINE:  (shakes her head a little)  Oh ... Sam Braun.

WARRICK:  Mm-hmm.  I heard about that.  He made his bones in Vegas.  I mean,
what do you expect?  The guy's bulletproof.

CATHERINE:  I'm not.

(WARRICK sits down.)

WARRICK:  Want to talk about it?

CATHERINE:  Sam told me it takes a lifetime to establish a reputation and just a
second to ruin it.  When I suspected that Sam was my father, I didn't go to him.  
I didn't go to Grissom.  I went to Greg and had him run a DNA test.

WARRICK:  On who?


WARRICK:  What'd you use as an exemplar?

CATHERINE:  Blood evidence from his case.

WARRICK:  That's why they kicked it.

CATHERINE:  Yup.  And I'm just afraid.

WARRICK:  Of what?

CATHERINE:  (she shakes her head)  A backlash.

(CATHERINE kicks her locker door shut with her foot.)



(GRISSOM and BRASS walk up to the motel.   Lights from police officer cars

BRASS:  You got a gut feeling on this one?

GRISSOM:  Well, if it's our serials, they've downgraded.

(BRASS and GRISSOM turns the corner and head into the parking area.)



(The door opens and GRISSOM lingers in the doorway taking in the scene.  BRASS
checks in with the guard at the door.  GRISSOM flicks the light switch on, but
the light doesn't work.  He turns his flashlight on and walks into the room.)

(He looks at the woman sitting at the table with her throat slit.  He looks at
the blood on the table.  BRASS walks into the room.)

BRASS:  Well, we've got some I.D.  Found her handbag.  Wendy Laggerman, aged 24.  
She's not registered.

(GRISSOM notices the wedding ring on her finger.)

GRISSOM:  Where's her husband?



(BRASS and GRISSOM check the parked cars.  In one particular car, there's a
person behind the wheel.  GRISSOM approaches the car carefully.  He rounds on
the driver's side and wakes up the driver.)  

DRIVER:  Oh, geez.

(Meanwhile, a motel guest walks down the stairs to get some ice from the ice
machine.  He notices the commotion and rubbernecks.)

BRASS:  What was all that about?

(The MOTEL GUEST shovels ice into the bucket while watching BRASS and GRISSOM

GRISSOM:  False alarm.  Apparently, the guy just drove in from Fresno.  Fell
asleep in his car, and didn't even check in yet.  So ...

(As he shovels ice into the bucket, we notice that with each shovel load,
there's blood on the ice.  Lots of blood.)

(BRASS looks up and around the area.)

(Finally, the MOTEL GUEST looks down at what he's doing and sees the blood on
the ice ... and the body in the ice machine.)

MOTEL GUEST (MAN):  Jeez, help!  Oh, man!  Oh, god!  

BRASS:  Whoa. Hey. Hey, buddy.


BRASS:  Take it easy.  Take it easy.

(BRASS and GRISSOM walk over to the ice machine and look at the body inside.  
GRISSOM glances at BRASS, then takes out a glove to use to open the ice machine

GRISSOM:  This one's different.  (shakes his head)  Something's not right.






(GRISSOM kneels behind the ice machine and unplugs it.  DAVID PHILLIPS looks at
the body inside.  GRISSOM stands up and instructs DAVID.)  

GRISSOM:  Okay, be careful, David.  The body's frozen, and it's in full rigor.  
You're going to have to tilt it.

DAVID PHILLIPS:  Tilt it, sir?

GRISSOM:  Yeah.  Downward 90-degree angle, then up, tilt, and out.


(DAVID waves for the other CORONER to assist him.)

DAVID PHILLIPS:  All right, man.  Um ... I'll take the shoulders, you take the
feet.  Okay?


(They both reach inside the ice machine and get a hold of the body.)

DAVID PHILLIPS:  You ready?  On three.  One, two, three, up.  And now tilt.  

(They lift and tilt and can't get the body out of the machine.  GRISSOM stands
on the side and watches.)

DAVID PHILLIPS:  Come on. Up.  
DAVID PHILLIPS:  Okay, now tilt.

(They try again ... )

DAVID PHILLIPS:  Oh, god.  Up more, tilt more. Now.

(... and again ...)

DAVID PHILLIPS:  Oh, down, down, put him down.
DAVID PHILLIPS:  One more time.

(... and again ...)

DAVID PHILLIPS:  Ready, one time. One ... two, three, up.

(DAVID shakes his head.)

DAVID PHILLIPS:  (to GRISSOM)  S-sir, we can't get him.  Uh, his knee's bent.

GRISSOM:  Put him back down carefully.

(They put the body down and step aside.  GRISSOM walks up to the bin and sighs.  
He reaches inside and flattens the knee.)

GRISSOM:  There.  Now try.



(The CORONERS wheel the body away on a gurney.  WARRICK, NICK and SARA carry
stacks of buckets to the ice machine.)  

WARRICK:  Do we have to do the inventory on all this?

NICK:  Yeah.  What, fifteen buckets?

SARA:  This is our first bucket brigade together, gentlemen.  Try and say that
ten times fast.  Bucket brigade.  Bucket brigade.  Bucket brigade.

GRISSOM:  (interrupts)  We have to do this quickly.  It's 120 degrees outside,
and our crime scene is melting.

(GRISSOM scoops up the ice while the others assist.)  

(Finally as he nears the bottom of the bin, GRISSOM finds something.)

GRISSOM:  Hold on a second.  I got something.  

(He reaches in and picks up the knife.)


GRISSOM:  Would you like to bag this for me, Warrick?  My hands are little numb.

(WARRICK takes the knife to bag it.  GRISSOM leans in and finds a blood print on
the ice machine.)


SARA:  Yeah.

GRISSOM:  Would you take a sample of this blood for me?

SARA:  Sure.

(NICK continues to tape up the containers as he watches them.)

GRISSOM:  Warrick, help her process this.  Nick?

NICK:  Yeah.

GRISSOM:  Come with me.

(GRISSOM steps aside.  WARRICK watches NICK as he finishes up.)

NICK:  (quietly)  Yeah.

(NICK stands up and follows.  He looks at WARRICK as he passes him.)



(The door opens.  GRISSOM walks into the room.  GRISSOM looks at the crime
scene.  NICK walks into the room.)  

GRISSOM:  Shut the door, Nick.

NICK:  You want to talk?

GRISSOM:  No.  I want to see the room the way they left it.

(NICK turns around and closes the door.)

NICK:  You know, if it's anything like the Sphere, we're probably not going to
find much.

GRISSOM:  We're still going to look.

(GRISSOM looks around the bedroom.  NICK heads to the bathroom.  GRISSOM pays
close attention to the air conditioner and plugs.  NICK checks out the medicine
cabinet and toilet.)

(GRISSOM checks out the plug and wiring.  He sees that there's a Magic Fingers
attached to the bed.)

NICK:  (o.s.)  Bathroom's clean.

(NICK steps out of the bathroom and sees GRISSOM examining the Magic Fingers.)

NICK:  Haven't you ever seen one of those before?

GRISSOM:  Not in person, no.

NICK:  Magic Fingers.  Twenty-five cents for 15 minutes of vibration.  Died a
slow death in the '70s due to vandalism and seedy connotations.  Good for sex.  
Good for sleep ... too.

GRISSOM:  Good for us.  Given the killer's appetite for sexual persuasion, maybe
they blew the circuit.  Overloaded it with coins.

NICK:  And their prints on those coins.




(Close up of the quarters being poured out from the Magic Fingers onto a cloth
on the bed.  CATHERINE photographs the coins while NICK dusts them for prints.)

(Several dissolves and cuts between the coins being processed.  GRISSOM,
CATHERINE and NICK work on the coins.)

CATHERINE:  Is that it? We're done?

GRISSOM:  I think so.

(The lights go back on.)

CATHERINE:  Well, power's back on.  So, why this place?  How do you go from The
Sphere to The Fez?

(NICK glances from CATHERINE to GRISSOM, then quietly goes back to work.  
GRISSOM glances at NICK.)

GRISSOM:  What do you think, Nick?

NICK:  A reporter got some inside information.  Killer probably heard about
himself on the news, changed his mo.

CATHERINE:  Oh, great.  Help the bad guys.  I'm sure the Laggermans appreciate

(GRISSOM doesn't say anything.  He turns to NICK, who swallows and feels pretty
bad enough as it is.  NICK glances at the coins.)

NICK:  I should probably get those quarters back to the lab, work on the prints.

(GRISSOM hands NICK the envelope of coins.  NICK nods, then turns to leave the
room.  CATHERINE gathers up the rest of the coins and puts them in a package.  
GRISSOM walks over to the bed and puts a coin in the Magic Fingers.)

(The bed starts to vibrate.  GRISSOM lies down on the bed.  CATHERINE gives him
a look.  He holds up a hand.)

GRISSOM:  I need 15 minutes to think.

(CATHERINE puts the coins in her hand in the package.)


(She leaves the room.)

(Camera holds on GRISSOM.)



(NICK work on lifting prints from the quarters.  He scans the print onto the
computer.  Using the software, he lifts the print from the scan.)

(GREG walks into the room.)

GREG:  Hey.

NICK:  Hey.

GREG:  Your spot of blood on the ice machine lid?

NICK:  Yeah?

GREG:  We've got three alleles on several loci.

NICK:  Is it a mixture of more than one stain?

GREG:  One blood came back the vic's.  The other came back unknown.

NICK:  Oh.

(NICK looks at the results.)

NICK:  Chances are that's our killer.

(The computer runs the print through the database.)




(GRISSOM and CATHERINE stand just outside the motel room door as they go over
the scenario.)  

GRISSOM:  So they lure their victims with the promise of sex.

(Quick flashback to:  The two couples are in the room.  End of flashback.  
Resume to present.)

GRISSOM:  And then they get them to the room.  And they say, "just kidding.  We
don't want sex.  We want your life."

(Quick flashback to:  CAMERON puts a knife in the MR. LAGGERMAN's hand and holds
it against his wife's neck.)

CAMERON:  It's about trust.  How much do you love your wife?

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

GRISSOM:  Which still doesn't explain how they get the husband to kill his wife.

CATHERINE:  They had to have been in some kind of situation where they couldn't
say no.

GRISSOM:  They had a gun to his head.

(Quick flashback to:  CAMERON holds a gun against the back of the husband's

CAMERON:  If you want to live, you kill her by your own hands, or you both die.

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

CATHERINE:  They didn't think he was just going to walk away.

GRISSOM:  Maybe he was hoping to save his wife from something worse.

(Quick flashback to:  The husband holds the knife against the wife's neck while
CAMERON holds the gun on the back of the husband's neck.)

CAMERON:  Tell me.  Do you love your wife enough to spare her the suffering?

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

GRISSOM:  Rape, torture, then murder.

(Quick flashback to:  The husband holds the knife against the wife's neck while
CAMERON holds the gun on the back of the husband's neck.  MANDY stands in the
back watching.)

CAMERON:  If you want to live, you kill her by your own hand.
Or you both die.

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

CATHERINE:  It's just so sick.

(GRISSOM looks around, then they both turn and walk over to the ice machine.)

GRISSOM:  Why did he stick him in the ice machine?

CATHERINE:  Well, I checked with the manager.  The vic was not registered.  No

GRISSOM:  So he had to improvise.

(Quick flashback to:  CAMERON and the husband are out in the parking lot looking
for his car.)

CAMERON:  Where's your car?

MR. LAGGERMAN:  We took a taxi.  Please don't kill me.

(They knock him out, put him in the ice machine, then cut his throat.)

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

GRISSOM:  Well, knowing now there was an odd mixture of blood, it's safe to say
that someone cut themselves.

CATHERINE:  Someone's got blood on their hands.

(Camera holds on the print on the ice machine.)




(NICK sits in front of the computer as he waits for the print to run through the
database.  The computer beeps.)  

(It found a match.  NICK gets the DMV license for:

     NEVADA DRIVER LICENSE          06-22-2001
     LIC# 1800599863                EXPIRES: 10-30-2006
     SSN:  502-14-345
     CLASS: C
     BIRTHDATE:  10-30-1976
     SEX:   F
     HEIGHT 5'05"
     WEIGHT: 130
     EYES: BRN


NICK:  (reading)  Mandy Klinefeld.  11546 Blackbird Lane.



(NICK rushes through the hallway and bumps into GRISSOM.)  

NICK:  Mandy and Cameron Klinefeld.  I just pulled their license photos off the
DMV.  Brass showed them to the motel manager.  Couldn't I.D., so ... APBs are on
the horn.

(GRISSOM looks at the DMV photo but doesn't say anything.)

NICK:  Come on, Grissom.  It's got to be them.  Who stays at a motel when you
live here?

GRISSOM:  Assume nothing, Nick.

(GRISSOM walks out of camera frame.)




(The OFFICER leads BRASS and GRISSOM toward the pool area.)  

BRASS:  Who found the car?

OFFICER:  Green valley ranch security guard, the one that actually bothers to
check the APB list.

(They stop and look around.)

OFFICER:  Let's see, cabana number four.

GRISSOM:  There they are.

(The men head for the couple.)

BRASS:  Cameron Klinefeld and Mandy Klinefeld?

CAMERONE KLINEFELD:  (to the other couple)  Now that's not the cocktail

BRASS:  (to the other couple in the cabana)  You and you go with this officer,
please.  Thank you.  Thank you.  (the couple leaves)  You checked into The Fez
last night under a false name.  We also suspect you of identity theft and felony
fraud at The Sphere hotel as well.  They don't have the magic fingers bed there,
do they?

CAMERON KLINEFELD:  We were at The Fez last weekend.  

(GRISSOM looks around.)

CAMERON KLINEFELD:  I got a hooker. She watched.  She likes it.  It gets her
off.  What's the problem?

BRASS:  The problem is, people keep showing up dead in your hotel rooms.

MANDY KLINEFELD:  (to GRISSOM)  What are you looking at, my feet?

GRISSOM:  No.  His feet, actually.

(Camera close up of a piece of glitter stuck to the bottom of his shoe.  GRISSOM
reaches out and removes it.  He holds it out to show them the glitter.  Camera
zooms in on the glitter piece from "Shimmer".)

GRISSOM:  Shiny.

MANDY KLINEFELD:  Isn't this harassment?

(GRISSOM looks over and sees the knife cut on her hand.)

GRISSOM:  How much do you love your wife?

(CAMERON turns to look at GRISSOM.)

CAMERON KLINEFELD:  "Love is not love"

GRISSOM:  Shakespeare?

CAMERON KLINEFELD:  "Let me not the marriage of true minds..."

GRISSOM:  "... admit impediments love is not love ...

CAMERON KLINEFELD:  ... but bears it out till the edge of doom."  

GRISSOM:  One of the sonnets.  Love is conditional.

CAMERON KLINEFELD:  For most people.

GRISSOM:  But not for you.

(CAMERON to turns to look at GRISSOM.  They smile at each other.)






(GRISSOM and the other CSIs meet around the conference table.)

GRISSOM:  Okay, here we go.  We've got a husband and wife serial team killing couples.  So, let's see where we're at starting with the first double murder. Sara?

SARA:  Bloody knife linking back to Alice Dominguez.

CATHERINE:  We suspect that Mr. Dominguez was forced to kill his wife for the
promise of freedom.

(Quick flashback to:  The scenario where the husband holds the knife against his wife's neck while MANDY KLINEFELD stands nearby urging him on.)

MANDY:  Come on. Do it.  Just cut her throat, and you can walk out of here.

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

NICK:  That explains the thumbprint I found on the exit door leading to the garage.  What, they take him for a walk?

SARA:  They were never going to let him go.

(Quick flashback to:  MANDY backs out of the motel room as she looks around to see if it's clear.  CAMERON and MR. LAGGERMAN follow.  They head for the ice machine.)

(Cut to:  MANDY walks out of the hotel room followed by CAMERON and MR.

MANDY KLINEFELD:  Open the door.

(MR. DOMINGUEZ opens the door leaving his thumb print on the door.)

(Camera zooms forward down the stair well.  Cut to:  They walk up to his car.)

CAMERON KLINEFELD:  It's almost over.

MANDY KLINEFELD:  You'll be all right.

(MR. DOMINGUEZ opens the car door and gets inside.)

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

CATHERINE:  Doc Robbins found evidence of glitter on Mrs. Dominguez.

WARRICK:  I also found glitter on Mr. Dominguez.

GRISSOM:  I found some on Mr. Klinefeld's shoes, so it's possible the
Klinefeld's picked up their first couple at Shimmer.

NICK:  Did anyone at Shimmer I.D. the Klinefelds?

(Quick flashback to their interview with the DANCER.)

DANCER:  I didn't get a good look at the other two.

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

CATHERINE:  We didn't know who they were at the time.  Okay ... that's it for
the first murder.  What about the second?

NICK:  Uh, we've got prints on quarters.

SARA:  We do have an admixture of blood off the ice machine.

GRISSOM:  What about prints on the ice machine knife?

WARRICK:  Forget it.  Ice destroyed it.

CATHERINE:  Okay, so, uh, we're going to have to get into the Klinefelds' house.  If they haven't tossed the towels and sheets ... (sighs)  ... we may have something.



(BRASS and GRISSOM stand in front of the CLERK.)  

BRASS:  No. Uh, look, there's got to be some mistake.  We are this close to busting a pair of serial killers and the Judge won't issue a warrant?

STUART GARDNER (COURT CLERK):  Hey, I'm just the messenger.

BRASS:  Is he back there?  I'm going to talk to him.

(He hands the unsigned affidavit to BRASS.)

STUART GARDNER (COURT CLERK):  He won't sign it.  It's not the first time.  Sorry.

(BRASS and GRISSOM head back to the Judge's offices.)



(JUDGE SLATER looks at the affidavit.)  

JUDGE SLATER:  Look, I have signed hundreds of search warrants for Captain Brass, but ... this affidavit lacks probable cause.  Prints on quarters, an admixture of DNA ...

GRISSOM:  DNA, if given a warrant, will clear or convict...

JUDGE SLATER:  ... are not enough for me to invade the Klinefelds' right to privacy.

GRISSOM:  Your Honor, with all due respect, you've signed warrants for less.

JUDGE SLATER:  Yes... and where did it get me?  Just last week, the appeals court overturned one of our convictions, based on a search warrant I gave to one of your sidekicks.  We make a habit of this, I'm never going to get to the Foley building.  Federal appointment.  What if they kill again?

JUDGE SLATER:  (continues)  All the more reason we need to get this right.  Unappealable.  The affidavit is thin.  You give me more ... I'll give you more.



(NICK is in the lab looking over the video tapes from the bar.  CATHERINE walks in from the hallway.)  

CATHERINE:  Funny, doesn't look like a doghouse.

NICK:  Grissom ratted me out, huh?

CATHERINE:  Um, no, you ratted yourself out.  Hey, Nick, I know you're proud of what you do.  You're good at what you do, and you want people to know what you do, but once you open your mouth, it's all over 'cause what we say ends up in the news.

NICK:  I guess I'm learning that the hard way, huh?  (They smile at each other.) All right, (he clears his throat), let's take a look.  You see, it looks like something got a little bit more interesting than roulette here.

CATHERINE:  So, if that's the lure, where's the catch?

(NICK fast forwards the video.)

CATHERINE:  mm-hmm.  Clear drinks.  What do you want to bet the Rifkins are drinking vodka and the Klinefelds club soda.

NICK:  Hmm.  Did you see that?  That was a little tongue action right there.

CATHERINE:  So, if we're creatures of habit ... if she stuck her tongue in Mr.
Rifkin's ear, chances are she stuck it in Mr. Dominguez's ear, too.

CATHERINE:  Mr. Dominguez has already been autopsied.  Washed from head-to-toe.

NICK:  What about the ice man?

CATHERINE:  (softly)  Coroners.



(DAVID PHILLIPS washes the body of the second victim.  The phone rings in the
background, but he can't hear it.)  



(CATHERINE'S on the phone as she and NICK rush to get to the body.)  

CATHERINE:  He's not picking up.


(DAVID continues to wash the body.  He's still on the legs.  The phone rings in the background.)  



(The door bursts open.  CATHERINE and NICK rush into the hallway where they see
DR. ROBBINS walking.)  

CATHERINE:  Oh, hey, doc. Doc.  Where's the ice man?

ROBBINS:  (points)  Uh, David's cleaning him up.

(They tear and head into the room.)



(CATHERINE and NICK burst into the room.)  

NICK:  David ... whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

CATHERINE:  Drop the hose.

(DAVID drops the hose.)

DAVID PHILLIPS:  What did I do?

CATHERINE:  Did you go from head to toe or head to toe?

DAVID PHILLIPS:  Toe to head.

NICK:  Good.  Good answer.

(DAVID smiles.)



(CATHERINE and NICK take a swab of the inside of MR. LAGGERMAN'S ear.)

(Quick CGI POV of the swab inside the ear getting the sample.  End of quick CGI POV.  Resume to present.)

(They each cap their swabs.)

(NICK holds out his swab to CATHERINE who holds out her swab to NICK.)

CATHERINE:  You run with it.

(Appreciative, NICK takes the swab and heads out.)



(NICK paces the floor as he waits for the results.  GRISSOM stands on the side and looks at his watch.)  

GRISSOM:  We get it yet?

NICK:  Any minute now.

(The printer prints the results.  GREG looks at it.)

GREG:  Here it is.  Affirmative for female DNA.

GRISSOM:  Where are the admixture results from the ice machine?

GREG:  Right here.

(GREG shows GRISSOM the results.)

GREG:  This is the same woman.

NICK:  Whoever was in his ear was on that ice machine.  She's the killer.

(Quick flashback to:  FRED LAGGERMAN begs for his life.)

FRED LAGGERMAN:  Please, let me go.  Please, let me go.

(CAMERON KLINEFELD smashes his head against the door.  He steps aside and MANDY slices his throat and cuts her finger in the process.)

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)

GRISSOM:  This should get us a warrant.

(NICK nods.)




(The police officer cars pull up to the curb and park.  BRASS, GRISSOM and other officers exit their cars.)  

(BRASS motions to the other OFFICERS.)

BRASS:  Okay, split up.  Go around the back.

(He and GRISSOM walks up the front door.  They notice the front door is slightly open.  BRASS rings the doorbell.  There's no answer.)

(BRASS pushes the front door open and stands in the doorway.)

BRASS:  Las Vegas police.  Mr. and Mrs. Klinefeld, we have a warrant.

(They walk into he house and look around.

(The television set is on in one of the rooms.)

(BRASS walks into the house and finds MANDY KLINEFELD dead, face down on the floor.)

BRASS:  We got a problem ...

(GRISSOM looks around and finds CAMERON KLINEFELD dead.)

BRASS:  Somebody got to our killers before we did.

(Camera goes from GRISSOM to MANDY KLINEFELD to BRASS. BRASS lifts his flashlight directly into the camera.)




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CastleBeck (13:18)

Non, je ne suis pas nette... c'est pas nouveau ça

Sonmi451 (13:18)

Ca je te crois ^^

Misty (13:18)

Le fait d etre une serie addict ca doit compter aussi ^^

Sonmi451 (13:18)

oui les addictions jouent surtout celle des écrans.

Sonmi451 (13:20)

mais après je dirais qu'il vaut mieux se coller devant la télé que de tourner dans son lit sans arret. Car j'ai tenté le 0 écran et ben tu te fais che. ^^

CastleBeck (13:21)

Je suis pas si addict, si je me compare è plusieurs d'entre vous.

CastleBeck (13:21)

Ah, non, moi la nuit, c'est bouquin plutôt qu'écran

Misty (13:21)

Quand j arrive pas a dormir je me dis que le mieux c est de faire autre chose, d insister ca ne marche generalenent pas

Misty (13:21)

J aime bien lire aussi

Sonmi451 (13:22)

ha non moi j'ai arrêté le bouquin car j'arrivais pas à me concentrer sur l'histoire ou alors au contraire, je suis tellement capté que je fais nuit blanche

CastleBeck (13:22)

Insister, c'est la pire chose à faire... ll est préférable de se lever 10-15 minutes (plier le linge, vider le lave-vaisselle... faire les trucs ennuyant qu'on ne fait pas en journée)

Sonmi451 (13:22)

j'ai essayé la broderie de nuit mais avec mes yeux pourris c'est pas idéal, mais ça se tente, j'ai fini plein de broderie comme ça

Sonmi451 (13:23)

ha oui ne jamais insister!

Sonmi451 (13:23)

en fait on est des pros de la vie de nuit. C'est ça, tu peux ranger, moi j'organise ma journée du "lendemain"

Misty (13:24)

J ai fais plein de mises a jour sur hypnoseries quand j arrivaid

CastleBeck (13:24)

oui, mais c,est pas parce que je peux le faire que je le fais....

Misty (13:24)

Pas a dormir

Sonmi451 (13:24)

je peux vider le lave-vaisselle par contre, le lave-vaisselle c'est mon homme lol

CastleBeck (13:24)

J'avoue que lire la nuit, la concentration n'est pas toujours là. Il faut choisir les bons livres

CastleBeck (13:25)


Sonmi451 (13:25)

pour l'ordi, j'évite quand c'est vers 1h du mat' que commence l'insomnie car sinon j'ai une migraine le lendemain.

CastleBeck (13:25)

Moi, j'évite l'ordi la nuit aussi... ça nuit plus que ça aide, pour moi

Sonmi451 (13:26)

mais par contre si l'insomnie démarre à 5h du mat' ne jamais se rendormir après, genre vers 6h30 car sinon c'est mortel, je suis un zombie la journée.

CastleBeck (13:26)

C'est pour ça que je me lève hyper tôt

Misty (13:27)

Pour moi ca ne gene pas parce que c est rare

CastleBeck (13:27)

Ça dépend du type d'insomnie, comme je dis, moi j'ai les trois, alors c'est fréquent

Sonmi451 (13:27)

et alors le truc pourri, c'est quand les enfants ne dorment pas la nuit pour raison x y (généralement maladie) et que là j'ai pas d'insomnie et qu'une fois qu'ils refont leurs nuits, c'est moi qui me paye mes insomnies. lol

CastleBeck (13:28)

Ah, ça c'est la faute à Murphy (il a le dos large celui-là!)

Sonmi451 (13:28)

oui c'est ça ben là en ce moment Murphy il abuse lol

Sonmi451 (13:29)

Misty, tu es une bonne dormeuse en général?

Merlinelo (19:26)

Les jeux d'Orphan Black attendent votre participation! Pas besoin de connaître la série pour voter à la PDM, jouer au Train ou encore commenter le design. Bonne soirée à tous

Spyfafa (19:52)

Nouveaux designs à commenter : Le Caméléon, Hannah Montana, Dexter... N'hésitez pas à faire un tour !

arween (23:01)

Pensez à faire un tour sur Dollhouse pour commenter le calendrier de Titepau04 et le sondage ! Merci !

kimiM (14:04)

Le quartier Dark Angel fête ses 12 ans! Venez participer et célébrer avec nous cet anniversaire! #DAHypno12ans

Sonmi451 (10:48)

Venez voter aux sondages de Scrubs et urgences, sans oublier de soutenir les medecins de ces séries dans l'hypnocup!

Spyfafa (11:52)

Depuis hier, deux nouveaux designs sont à commenter sur Hypno : Samantha Who ? et My name is Earl : )

serieserie (13:16)

Le deuxième tour de garde des médecins a commencé! 128 sont rentrés chez eux mais 128 sont encore en compétition alors... qui sera le meilleur médecin?

albi2302 (23:11)

Blindspot devient l'HypnoStars du moment sur Twitter grâce a sa news sur John Wesley Shipp. Et oui, l'acteur à partager la news du quartier sur Twitter ! Bravo la team Blindspot beau boulot

juju93 (00:24)

Nouveau sondage sur The L Word : "Et si ces personnages n'avaient pas si hétéros que cela ?" A vous de nous le dire !

SeySey (09:38)

Bonjour! Les calendriers de MARS sont déjà disponible sur les quartiers Outlander & Under The Dome! Sans oublier leur sondage On vous attend

Chaudon (13:20)

Nouveau SONDAGE sur le quartier "Elementary" et il concerne l'acteur principal ! Venez voter et commenter votre choix, si vous le souhaitez !

arween (15:51)

Nouveau sondage sur Dollhouse ! Venez voter !! Merci

cinto (18:32)

Venez voir les actrices sélectionnées pour un remake de Ma sorcière Bien aimée. A vous de voter!

SeySey (11:15)

Hello! Les calendriers de MARS sont déjà disponible sur les quartiers Outlander & Under The Dome! Sans oublier leur sondage ainsi que l'animation "Citadelle Piégée" sous le dôme ^^

Chaudon (12:59)

N'hésitez pas à venir voter pour le nouveau SONDAGE du quartier "Elementary" ! Commentez votre choix si vous le souhaitez !

carina123 (14:58)

Nouveau design sur le quartier Lie to Me, il a été réalisé par Spyfafa, venez nombreux pour le commenter !

sabby (09:41)

10 quartiers ce sont unis et forment la Team Hypno-Unit 10 afin de ramener un peu de monde chez eux au travers d'une animation "l'Enigme de la Team", et d'un sondage sur chaque quartier ! Rendez-vous sur Kyle XY, Merlin, Dallas, Orphan Black, Downton Abbey, Friday Night Lights, The Closer, Empire, Baby Daddy et Army Wives On vous attend !

carina123 (18:21)

Design + Nouveau Sondage sur le quartier Lie to Me, venez nombreux !

Titepau04 (21:54)

Aucun commentaire pour le calendrier Dr House de ce mois-ci ???

arween (22:28)

Bonsoir tout le monde !

arween (22:28)

Dollhouse et The Night Shift vous propose de tous nouveaux sondage ! Passez me voir (je me sens un peu seule sur mes quartiers ^^)

makkura (14:18)

Nouveau sondage spécial séries Marvel sur Agents of Shield ! Venez élire la nouvelle série Marvel que vous attendez le plus !

pretty31 (17:04)

On vous attend sur le forum d'HypnoClap pour discuter des César 2017 !

Misty (20:27)

Nouveau sondage sur Les 4400 qui ne demande que vos votes, alors merci

SeySey (09:10)

Bonjour les Sassenachs! Une nouvelle animation "Old Or New Age" est disponible sur le quartier "Outlander"! Prenez votre destin en main

choup37 (12:59)

Hey les whovians! La photo du mois de Doctor Who attend vos votes! Venez choisir votre baiser préféré du Docteur

SeySey (16:19)

C'est encore moi ! Après la nouvelle animation sur Outlander, venez participez à celle du quartier Under The Dome! sans oublier les sondages

cinto (19:15)

Quelle actrice française verrierz-vous pour un remake?Sondage chez Ma sorcière Bien Aimée. Merci pour vos votes.

arween (00:10)

Bonsoir à tous !! Les sondages et calendriers vous attendent sur The Night Shift & Dollhouse. Merci pour vos passages !

juju93 (12:57)

Attention, dernières heures pour voter à la PDM sur The L Word ! Qui de Jennifer Beals ou de Cybille Shepherd va l'emporter ?

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