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#525 : Jusqu'au dernier souffle (2/2)

 

Grissom a été désigné pour apporter la rançon au ravisseur. Lorsque le criminel reçoit son argent, il se suicide. Il espère ainsi rendre inéluctable la mort de Nick, toujours enfermé dans son cercueil de plexiglas. 

Titre VO
Grave Danger (2/2)

Titre VF
Jusqu'au dernier souffle (2/2)

Première diffusion
19.05.2005

Première diffusion en France
03.09.2006

Extrait VO - Ils retrouvent Nick
Extrait VO - Ils retrouvent Nick

  

Plus de détails

Écrit par : Quentin Tarantino
Réalisé par : Quentin Tarantino

Avec : Scott Wilson (Sam Braun), Aisha Tyler (Mia Dickerson), Wallace Langham (David Hodges), Conor O'Farrell (Sheriff adjoint McKeen), Marc Vann (Conrad Ecklie), Archie Kao (Archie Johnson), David Berman (David Phillips) 

Guests :

  • Tony Curtis ..... Lui-même 
  • Frank Gorshin ..... Lui-même 
  • Anadrew Prine ..... Juge Bill Stokes 
  • John Saxon ..... Walter Gordon 
  • Lois Chiles ..... Mrs. Jillian Stokes 
  • Aimee Graham ..... Kelly Gordon 
  • Michael Bacall ..... Neil Abraham 
  • Clark Middleton ..... Dick Sloan 
  • Wayne Wilderson ..... EMT 
  • Dan Martin ..... Employé de l'infirmerie 
  • Rachel Lillian Goldberg ..... Policier envoyé 
  • Shannon Hazlett ..... Jeune femme 1 
  • Stephanie Hazlett Gregg ..... Jeune femme 2 
  • Kennth Jennings ..... Dog Handler 
  • Christopher Allen Nelson ..... Officier Michaels 
  • Peter Story ..... Le gros type 
  • Kim Yates ..... La fille 
  • Bruce Del Castillo ..... Le petit ami 

Après l’explosion, l’équipe se remet au travail : pour localiser Nick, peut-être que cette nouvelle scène de crime les aidera à y voir plus clair. Sara retrouve un pouce dans les débris : voilà tout ce qui reste de la « victime », ainsi que la camionnette qu’ils retrouvent garée à l’extérieur. Les recherches d’empreintes pratiquées sur le pouce ne servent à rien… En revanche, l’A.D.N. de l’homme a des similitudes avec une détenue, Kelly Gordon. Ils en concluent donc qu’ils font partie de sa famille : serait-ce une vengeance ?

Pendant ce temps, Nick a perdu son sang-froid. Il a essayé de trouver une solution à son problème d’oxygène. Le mécanisme qui permet de le filmer dispose d’un mini ventilateur. Il tente d’en profiter (judicieusement croit-il) en détruisant la source de lumière (celle-ci produit certainement de la chaleur, ce qui réduit l’oxygène.) située au fond de la caisse à l’aide du revolver. Malheureusement pour lui, la balle a touché le plexiglas et peu à peu, son caisson se fissure, laissant la terre entrer à l’intérieur. Il finit par se résigner, désespéré, pensant que, dans la situation où il se trouve, ses collègues n’arriveront jamais à le retrouver vivant : Il décide alors de mettre fin à ses jours. Un dictaphone prévu à cet effet lui permet de laisser un message à ses proches. Soudain la paroi principale cède et le cercueil se remplit d’insectes : des fourmis rouge ont décidé de le dévorer vivant !

« Grâce » à son malheur, la webcam, qui a enregistré les fourmis, permet à Grissom de faire un gros plan sur les insectes et de déterminer de quelle espèce il s’agit. Ce sont des Solenopsis Invecta, c’est une espèce très rare dans le Nevada que l’on trouve seulement dans les pépinières, ce qui permet à l’équipe de réduire la zone à fouiller et de retrouver l’emplacement du cercueil.

Ayant enfin retrouvé Nick, les experts s’empresse de le déterrer. Soudain, Catherine reçoit un appel téléphonique provenant du L.V.P.D : il ne faut surtout pas sortir Nick de là ! Du moins, tant qu’ils n’ont pas trouvé de solution car le cercueil en plexiglas est piégé, lui aussi est truffé de dynamite (cela se voit sur la webcam) et si Nick a le malheur de sortir, tout saute. Il n’y a qu’un seul moyen de le faire sortir de là et Grissom le sait : il faut remplacer Nick par de la terre en équilibrant le poids. Le jeune C.S.I. sort enfin de son caisson, il est transporté à l’hôpital afin de vérifier s’il n’a pas subi de traumatisme psychologique. Tout le monde est désormais soulagé, l’équipe est de nouveau complète !

Fait par milhoute

FADE IN.

[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - DAY]

[EXT. CARNEY LANE - DAY]

(Officer cars and other emergency personnel are parked in front of the building.  The EMT checks Grissom.)  

EMT:  Pupils are even.

GRISSOM:  (thinking)  He blew himself up and left us with nothing.

EMT:  Sir, are you experiencing any ringing in your ears?


(Camera pans over to the building entrance.  Brass is stepping out of the building.  He's on the phone.)  

BRASS:  (to phone)  We got the kidnapper's truck.  Nevada tags:  374-Robert-Charlie-David.  Run the plate.

(Camera continues into the building.  Warrick and Greg are under the Ford's hood.  Greg is trying to attach the computer to the black box while Warrick is at the laptop.)  

WARRICK:  That's the wrong box, Greg.

GREG:  Well, pick one.  There's three.

WARRICK:  (points)  That one right there.

GREG:  Give me a break.  I haven't done this before.

WARRICK:  All right, let's go over it again.  The diagnostic unit gets attached to that black box, which gives us the mileage of his last trip.  Like an airplane.

GREG:  That gives us the radius for the search area.

WARRICK:  Right.

GREG:  Got it.

(Warrick keys it in; the laptop beeps.)  

WARRICK:  Twenty-three miles.  We know he was heading east on the 215.

GREG:  I'll get a map.

(Greg moves away from the Ford to get a map.)


(Camera moves over to Catherine walking across the empty building, a bill stuck to the underside of her covered feet.  She looks down as she walks and grabs the bill.  She holds it up to the officer as she passes by on her way to the inner room.)  

CATHERINE:  Somebody bag this money, please?  Don't get any funny ideas, either.


(She walks into the inner room and sighs.)  

CATHERINE:  (mutters)  What I had to do to get this money and for what.

(She walks over to Sara and David Phillips examining the lump of flesh on the floor.)  

DAVID PHILLIPS:  There's no ID on him.

(Sara stands up and carefully walks through the bills on the floor.  She looks around the floor and finds something.  She picks it up.)  

SARA:  I got a thumb.

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - DAY]



[INT. CSI - A/V LAB - DAY]

(Warrick walks up to Archie Johnson sitting at the computer.)  

WARRICK:  How's he doing?

(Warrick sits down next to Archie.)  

ARCHIE JOHNSON:  (shrugs)  Hard to say.  About the same, I guess.  

(The monitor shows Nick in the box.)  

ARCHIE JOHNSON:  I'm gonna get some coffee.

WARRICK:  Yeah.

(Archie stands up and leaves the lab.)  

(Warrick puts his cup down and watches the monitor.)

INTERCUT WITH:  

[NICK]

(Inside the box, Nick is sweating from the heat and quiet.  He turns and looks
longingly at the vent.)  

(After a moment, the light goes off.  The fan starts to kick on.)  

(Warrick clicks the "WATCH" button on the monitor.)

(The light inside the box goes back on.)  

NICK:  (irritated)  Enough ... enough with the damn light!

(Nick pants and turns his head toward the vent.  The fan at the end of the vent
slows down and Nick notices something.)

(Camera zooms in through the vent toward the fan inside.  The fan starts to slow
down once the light is on.  The light clicks off, the fan starts up again.)  

(Camera zooms back out of the vent.  It's dark in the box, but the fan is on.  
Nick turns toward the vent.)  

(Warrick clicks on the "WATCH" button and the light goes on in the box.)  

NICK:  (groans)  No.

(Nick looks at the vent and he can hear the fan shutting down.  He looks at the
light and closes his eyes.)  

NICK:  (softly)  The fan's connected ... the fan's connected to the light.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI - LAB - DAY]

(Sara opens the container and takes out the large piece of thumb and partial
palm.)  

(She looks at the print and cleans off as much of the dried blood as she can.  
She looks at the print under the light.  She prints the thumb.)  

CUT TO:  

(Sara runs the thumb print through the database.)  

     NO MATCH FOUND

(Sara sighs.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI - A/V LAB - DAY]

(Warrick sits in front of the computer monitor.  He picks up his cup and
drinks.)  

(He reaches for the mouse and clicks it back on.)

INTERCUT WITH:  

[NICK]

(Inside the dark box, the light goes back on.  Nick looks at the vent as the fan
shuts off.)  

NICK:  No.

(Panting, Nick looks down at the light near his feet.  He looks at the light,
then back to the vent.  He's got to do something about this.)  

(Nick reaches into his back jeans pocket and takes out a pack of gum.  He
unwraps the gum and pops it into his mouth.  He chews.)  

(Warrick watches Nick chew the gun.)  

(Nick puts the gum in his right ear.)  

(Warrick watches as Nick puts the gum in his left ear.)  

WARRICK:  What are you doing, Nicky?

(On the monitor, Warrick watches as Nick takes out the gun and cocks it.)  

(Warrick gets to his feet, his eyes glued to the monitor.)  

WARRICK:  (alarmed)  What are you doing, Nicky?

(On the monitor, Warrick sees Nick rest the gun on his chest, the muzzle pointed
near his own head.  Nick turns to the side.)  

WARRICK:  (to the monitor)  Don't do it, Nicky!

(In the box, Nick looks down at the light, the tip of his gun muzzle near his
chin.)

(Warrick grows alarmed and stands up.)  

(Nick takes a breath and aims the gun down at the light beneath his feet.)  

(He fires.)  



[WARRICK]

(Warrick jumps back as the monitor goes completely black.)  

WARRICK:  (shouts)  You son of a bitch!

(Warrick sees nothing on the screen.)  



[NICK]

(Inside the box, Nick laughs triumphantly.)  

(He breaks open a glow stick and casts the box in a green hue.  He turns his
face toward the fan, relishing the wave of fresh air.)  



[WARRICK]

(Warrick sees Nick moving inside the box and laughs with relief.)  

WARRICK:  Oh.

(He watches the monitor and nods.)

WARRICK:  You're still alive.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI - LOCKER ROOM - DAY]

(Warrick opens his locker and looks inside.  For a moment, he appears as if he's
looking for a change of clothes.)  

(But suddenly, he stops.)  

(He appears lost and deeply contemplative as something has just occurred to
him.  He slams the locker door shut and sits down abruptly on the bench behind
him.)  

WARRICK:  (softly)  No.

(Alone in the quiet locker room, he covers his face with his hands.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI - A/V LAB -- NIGHT]

(Archie shares his findings with Grissom as they sit side-by-side in front of
the monitor.)  

ARCHIE JOHNSON:  The light and the fan must have been running off the same
battery.

GRISSOM:  Well, at least Nicky's keeping it together.  That's good.  What about
the web cam trace?

ARCHIE JOHNSON:  Signal's running through an anonymizer.  Different ISP each
time we click the button.  But I think I've got a handle on the pattern.  I'm
getting closer.

CUT TO:  



[CU:  SARA]

(Sara has a hand to her forehead as she stares silently out in front of her.  
Off screen, we hear the sound of running water.  Sara stirs.)  

(Sara stands at the water fountain rubbing her forehead with her free hand while
she lets the water fountain run.  She's agitated, silently worried and barely
keeping it together.)  

[INT. CSI - HALLWAY -- NIGHT]  

(In the background, Mia pushes the lab door open and calls out.)  

MIA DICKERSON:  Sara?  (excited)  I got something off your thumb.

(Sara turns and runs to the DNA lab.)  

SHORT TIME CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI - DNA LAB - NIGHT]

(Mia sits in front of the computer showing Sara what she's found.)  

MIA DICKERSON:  So when you struck out on prints, I ran DNA through CODIS,
hoping maybe the guy was in the system off an open case or a prior felony.  I
got no straight-up match, but ...

SARA:  ... but you got a moderate stringency match for a Kelly Gordon.

MIA DICKERSON:  Yeah, seven alleles in common, and based on the age, I'd say it
was his daughter.

SARA:  Good work, Mia.

(Sara turns and leaves.)

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI - GRISSOM'S OFFICE -- NIGHT]  

(Open on the following record:    

     ATTN: --
     LVMP RECORD
     LAS VEGAS METRO RECORD
     III NEVADA ONLY RECORD
     CII/A05309258
     DOB/07-15-59     SEX/M     RAC/CAUCASIAN  
     HGT/     WGT/155     EYE/BRO     HAI/     POB/CA
     NAM/01
     MON/MONCHIE
     GORDON, KELLY CURRENTLY IN STATE PRISON SERVING YEAR
     YEAR SENTENCE // ACCESSORY TO MURDER
     -  -  -  -  
     COURT:     NAM:01
     02/25/98     CAMC LAS VEGAS
     CNT:01    #M73118
     -ATTEMPTED
     487.2
     *DISPO-CONVICTED
          SEN: 2 YR SUMM PROB W/OUT SUPV, 90 DS JL 7--

(Sara sits across Grissom's desk going through the file.  Grissom goes through
another file.)  

SARA:  Kelly Gordon is currently in state prison serving year three of a five-
year sentence for accessory to murder.

(She looks at a map of the crime scene.)  

SARA:  The address of her crime scene is 625 Viking Circle.  That's the same
place where the messenger picked up the package.  It wasn't random.

(Grissom looks through his file.  He finds it:  
     EVIDENCE
     ITEM #66 ELECTRICAL CORD
          PACKAGE #4531-7
     ITEM #67 STYROFOAM CUP WITH LID, PROCESS FOR DNA
     ITEM #68 TELEPHONE BILL
     ITEM #69 HAIRBRUSH
     ITEM #70 TOOTHBRUSH

(Quick flash close-up of the item on the list:  STYROFOAM CUP.)

(Quick flash to:  A woman drinks from a Styrofoam cup.  A man appears.)

MAN:  Hey, baby, let's go.

(He opens the door for her.  She gets out of the car.)  

(Together, the two walk to the building.  The man knocks on the door.  The door
opens and they enter, greeted by a second man.)  

MAN 2:  Hiya.  How ya doing?

(The door closes.)

(Two gunshots are fired in the house.)  

(End of flash.  Resume to present.)  

(Grissom looks at Sara.)  

GRISSOM:  Neither was the Styrofoam cup.

CUT TO:  



[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - INTERVIEW ROOM -- NIGHT]  

(Brass and Sara interview Kelly Gordon.)  

BRASS:  So at trial, you testified that you went with your boyfriend to visit a
buddy of his.  And when you went in the house, your boyfriend blew the guy away.

KELLY GORDON:  He wasn't my boyfriend.  I knew the guy two weeks.  Why am I
here?

SARA:  A Styrofoam cup with your DNA on it was found in that house.  You claimed
you dropped it running for your life.

(Quick flash of:  The Styrofoam cup hits the ground, spilling its contents on
the floor.)  

(Quick flash to:  Kelly Gordon runs out of the building.)

(End of flash.  Resume to present.)  

KELLY GORDON:  My word against a cup, and the next five years, I'm being traded
for cigarettes by my cellmate.

(She looks at them.  They say nothing and she gets the feeling that they
don't care about her story.)  

KELLY GORDON:  You're not reopening my case.  What do you want?

SARA:  Your father took it pretty hard.

BRASS:  He was an aerospace engineer, right?  Good with explosives?

KELLY GORDON:  So, this is about my dad?

BRASS:  (sighs)  You know, we had your visitor's log.  Your father stopped
coming to see you six weeks into your sentence.

KELLY GORDON:  Seeing your daughter turned into some ... hood rat's lesbian sex
slave can be rather emotional.

SARA:  Why did he come see you last week?  Did you know what he was planning to
do?

KELLY GORDON:  I don't know.  What did he do?

BRASS:  He kidnapped a friend of mine.  A CSI.  And then he blew himself up.  
Tried to take some cops with him.

KELLY GORDON:  How many did he get?

BRASS:  Hey, we're all still here.

SARA:  (interrupts)  Nick is still missing.

KELLY GORDON:  Who's Nick?

SARA:  The CSI is still missing.  Do you know where he is?

KELLY GORDON:  That's pretty funny -- you guys not being able to find something.

BRASS:  Yeah, look, if you cooperate, we can get your sentence reduced.

KELLY GORDON:  (nods)  You know what I used to do before this?  Back when I was
alive?  I used to grow things.  Outside.  I was studying horticulture.  Flowers.  
My cellmate, Trish, gave me one for Valentine's Day.  

(She puts her left hand palm open on the table to show a white flower tattoo on
her palm.)  

KELLY GORDON:  Want to smell it?  (harshly)  I hope your friend dies.

(Camera holds on Sara.)  

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)



FADE IN.

[NICK]  

(Trying to keep it together, Nick sings softly to himself.)  

["Lucky Too", Bob Neuwirth, from the album "Look Up"]

NICK:  It was Christmas in Las Vegas / when the locals take the town / Teresa
hit a streak / and laid her waitress apron down / she was playing penny poker /
over at the old Gold Spike / she tired of Texas hold 'em / so she switched to
let it ride ...

CUT TO:  



[INT. CARNEY LANE - NIGHT]

(Catherine snaps photos of the Ford from inside the front seat.)  

(She opens the glove compartment and snaps more photos.)



(Greg sits inside the empty warehouse and goes through the different items in
the large plastic bin.  He picks up what looks like a tooth and looks at it.  He
drops it in the red bucket just behind him.)  

(He reaches into the tub for the next piece.)



(A distance away from them, Warrick is sketching a layout of the scene.  He's
doing it half-heartedly, his mind elsewhere.  Frustrated and unsatisfied with
the sketch, he rips the paper out of the book and tosses it aside.)  

(Greg continues to sift through the tub, writing down what he finds.)  

(He picks up a wire and holds it up.)

(Camera zooms in for a close-up of the wire ends.)  

GREG:  (thinking out loud)  Hey, I found a trigger wire.  Maybe ... once we
reassemble all the components, we'll be able to tell where the bomb came from.  
Maybe that ...

WARRICK:  (interrupts)  Yeah, maybe, maybe, maybe.  (losing it)  Maybe if we
count up all the damn "maybes," maybe Nick will be alive!

(Angry, Warrick kicks the plastic container toward Greg.  It hits the floor,
spattering liquid near him.  Greg stands up.)  

WARRICK:  (shouts)  You know what I'm saying?!

(Catherine stops and stares at Warrick.)  

GREG:  (irritated)  Was that necessary?  Never mind my clothes.  Look at the
evidence.

(Greg puts the clipboard down.)  

WARRICK:  Damn.

(Warrick throws his clipboard on the floor and walks away.)  

(Catherine gets out of the car and follows Warrick.)  

CATHERINE:  Sorry, Greg.  I'll go talk to him.



(Catherine catches up with Warrick near the doorway.)  

CATHERINE:  Hey, Warrick, hey.  Hey, how you holding up?

WARRICK:  I'm not.

CATHERINE:  I know.

WARRICK:  I just can't help thinking that could have been me in that box, you
know?  We flipped a coin for that trash run.

CATHERINE:  Hey, Nick is not inside a box because of the flip of a coin.

WARRICK:  If that was me, I would have ...

(He presses his two fingers against the side of his forehead as if it were a
gun, his implications clear.)  

CATHERINE:  (firmly)  Hey, you know what?  I know you.  I don't believe that.  
Okay?

WARRICK:  (upset)  No.  You're wrong.  I wouldn't have lasted this far.  
Catherine, if something happens to Nick, if we don't bring him back in one piece
...

(Before he can finish that sentence, Greg calls out from off screen.)  

GREG:  (interrupts)  Hey, guys, come here.  I found something.

(Catherine and Warrick head over to Greg.)  

GREG:  Look at this.

(Taking the bent-out-of-shaped jug that Warrick kicked, Greg pours some of the
liquid on the ground and we see the outline of something there just under the
dirt.)  

GREG:  There's something underneath there.

(Warrick, Catherine and Greg start brushing away the dirt form the lid.)  

WARRICK:  Oh, got an edge right here.  All right.

GREG:  Another over here.

CATHERINE:  Greg, get some crowbars.

(Greg runs to get the crowbars.  Warrick and Catherine continue to brush the
dirt away from the lid.  Greg returns with the crowbars.)  

(He hands Warrick one.)  

GREG:  Do you think Nick could be under here?

WARRICK:  I don't know, man.  It would have to be at least six feet long.

(They lift the concrete lid up and off the patch of dirt.)  

CATHERINE:  Yeah, but if he buried him lengthwise, and who's to say he didn't
... he could be.

(Suddenly, there's a very real urgency and they start to dig.  Catherine puts
her mask back on and starts digging.)  

SHORT TIME CUT TO:

(Warrick and a couple of others dig out the area with shovels.  Catherine and
Greg stand on the side just behind some lights and watch.)  

INTERCUT WITH:  



[NICK]  

(In the darkness, Nick hears something - scraping, scratching sounds - coming
from outside and above the box.)  

(He immediately breaks another glow stick and looks around.  The noises continue
and get louder.)

NICK:  (shouts)  Hey!



[WARRICK]

(Warrick and the others continue to dig.)  



[NICK]

(Nick shakes his glow stick for more light.)  

NICK:  (shouts)  I'm in here!

(He knocks on the Plexiglas in front of him.)

NICK:  (voice cracking)  Hey!

(Nick starts to sing, louder than before.  The scraping, scratching, crunching
noises continue.)  

NICK:  (singing)   It was Christmas in Las Vegas / when the locals take the town
...  Teresa hit a streak / and laid her waitress apron down ...



[WARRICK]

(Warrick hits something and stops.)  

WARRICK:  I hit something.

(He uses the tip of the shovel and taps at it.  There's a hollow thumping
noise.)  



[NICK]

(The scraping, scratching, crunching noises continue.  Nick taps on the
Plexiglas with his knuckles.)  

NICK:  (singing)   She was playing penny poker / over at the old Gold Spike ...



[WARRICK]

(Warrick puts the shovel aside.  He sits in the hole and starts digging with his
hands.  Catherine and Greg stand just outside the hole and watch.)  



[NICK]

(The crunching sounds continue.)

NICK:  The air.



[CATHERINE]

(Catherine leans forward.)  

CATHERINE:  It's Plexiglas.

(Catherine reaches into the hole and helps dig out the dirt.)  

WARRICK:  Nick!

CATHERINE:  Nick?



[NICK]

(Nick knocks on the Plexiglas.)  

NICK:  (yells)  Hey, I'm right here!

(The crunching sounds continue.)  



[INSIDE THE BOX POV]  

(The dirt covering the top of the box is brushed away.)  

WARRICK:  Nick!  Hold on there, buddy!

(Warrick and Catherine brush the dirt aside.)  

CATHERINE:  Nick?

(They continue to brush the dirt aside.)  



[RESUME VIEW]

(They look inside the box and see a dead dog.)  

CATHERINE:  It's a dog.  (upset)  It's a dog.

(Warrick shakes his head in frustration, stands up and gets out of the hole.)  



[NICK]

(Meanwhile, the crunching sounds inside the box continue.  Nick looks down at
the gun shot holes near his feet.  The pressure of the dirt around the coffin is
causing the Plexiglas to crack.)  

(Helpless to stop it, Nick watches the glass surrounding him crack.)  

NICK:  (pleads)  Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.

(The cracking continues.)  

NICK:  Oh, my God.

SMASH CUT TO:  



[EXT. FOREST (STOCK) - NIGHT]



[INT. CSI - GARAGE - NIGHT]

(Warrick puts his pen down.  He picks up the fan unit and looks at it.  Next to
him is the open Plexiglas coffin, it's lid open.)  

(Warrick takes the hose off the fan and looks inside the unit.)  

(He takes the hose off the coffin and looks at the attachment there.)  

(He walks around the coffin and looks inside.)

(He peels off the vent piece and looks at it.)  

(He walks around the unit and looks at the battery attached to the side.)

(He puts the fan back together and attaches it to the fan.  The light inside the
coffin goes on and the fan runs.)  

(He looks at the monitor reading.  It goes from 9.3 to 15.4.)  



[NICK]

(Meanwhile, the Plexiglas at Nick's feet has broken inward under the pressure.  
His legs are partially covered with dirt.)  

(The Plexiglas continues to crack around him.)  

(Nick has the tape recorder in his hand.  He clicks it on.)  

NICK:  My name is Nick Stokes.  If anybody finds this tape, turn it in to the
Las Vegas ... PD.  There should be a reward.

INTERCUT WITH:  

[INT. CSI - A/V LAB - NIGHT]

(Sara and Archie are in front of the main monitors while Grissom watches from
the laptop in the back.)  

[CU:  NICK'S MOUTH]

NICK:  Mom ... (voice cracks) ... Cisco ... well, this is a lousy way to say
good-bye, but it's all I've got.

(Grissom watches.)  

NICK:  I love you.  You raised me right ... and I'm going to miss you.  
(swallows)  As for the rest of you guys, I know you did the best you could to
find me.

(Grissom watches, his mouth moving as he reads what Nick's saying on the
monitor.)  

NICK:  Grissom ...

[CU:  GRISSOM'S EYES]

[MONITOR ON NICK]

(With no audio available on the live-feed, Nick continues speaking into the tape
recorder as Grissom watches, reading and understanding.  He responds quietly to
what Nick's saying.)  

GRISSOM:  (quietly)  No, you never did, Nick.

(Grissom continues to watch the monitor.  Suddenly, Nick looks down at his feet
and appears to lose it.  He drops the tape recorder and it falls near his head.  
He's looking down at his feet.)  

(Sara and Archie watch the monitor.)  

SARA:  He's going into convulsions.  (louder)  He's losing it.

(Sara turns and looks back at Grissom.  Grissom looks at the monitor.)  

(Nick appears to be in full-mode panic.)  

SARA:  What's going on?

(Grissom's just as puzzled as she is.)  

GRISSOM:  What is -- ?

(Staring at the monitor, he sees something.)  

GRISSOM:  Wait a minute.

(Grissom enhances the view on the live-feed, zooming the camera's focus on the
wall near Nick's head.  He sees it:  The ants on the side of the glass coffin.)  

(Sara turns and looks back at Grissom.)  

GRISSOM:  Ants.

(Nick isn't panicking.  He's screaming.)  

GRISSOM:  My God, he's being eaten alive.



[NICK]

(Nick struggles in the box, his pants legs covered with ants as the insects make
their way into the box.)

(Nick screams in pain.)  

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)



FADE IN.

[GROUND]  

(The camera view starts low to the ground following the ants' movement.  We hear
the scraping, crunching sounds the ants are making.  The camera continues along
the dirt up to the Plexiglas hole.)  



[NICK]

(The ants are all over Nick's shoes, pants and clothes.)

(The camera continues to pan slowly up.  Nick digs into his pocket and takes out
a latex glove.)

INTERCUT WITH:  

[INT. CSI - A/V LAB-NIGHT]

(Sara is standing just behind Grissom as they both watch Nick over the monitor.  
We can see the ants covering Nick's face.  He keeps his eyes shut tight and
tears off something to shove into his nose.)  

(Although he's in pain, Nick forces himself to stop moving.  Grissom approves.)  

GRISSOM:  (smiles grimly)  That's it, Nicky.  Stay still.  (beat)  They won't
bite.  (beat)  As much.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI - GARAGE - NIGHT]

(Catherine, Warrick and Greg continue to work on the Plexiglas coffin, hoping
that there's some clue as to where Nick is buried.)  

CATHERINE:  This has got to be a prototype.  It was probably built to test how
long he could keep somebody alive inside.

(Greg is under the coffin.  He swabs a circular pressure indention on the
bottom, under it.  Hodges leans forward, peering at Greg.  He points to the
circles.)  

HODGES:  Now, what are those?

GREG:  I don't know.

HODGES:  Hmm.

(Hodges stands up.)  

WARRICK:  All right, based on this battery and what's running off of it, and the
fact that we kept the damn light on for as long as we did, I figure Nick's got
another ninety minutes left, now.

(Greg and Catherine remain quiet.)

(Warrick sets his watch to countdown from 1:30 hrs.)

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI - A/V LAB-NIGHT]

(Grissom's eyes are glued to the monitor.  He sees an ant walk quickly past the
lens.)  

GRISSOM:  (murmurs encouragingly)  Oh, come on, pal.

(Another ant barely walks over the lens, but not much.)  

GRISSOM:  Yeah.  That's it.

(Grissom sits in front of the monitor.)  

GRISSOM:  Come on.  Little more.

(Sara steps up behind Grissom and watches what he's doing.)  

GRISSOM:  (coaxing)  Keep coming.  Show me what you're made of.  Come on, buddy.

(An ant dances across the edge of the lens.)  

(Finally, it lands dead center on the lens.)

(Grissom hits the print button.)  

GRISSOM:  Gotcha!

(The printer whirls.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI - GRISSOM'S OFFICE - NIGHT]

(With the photo in his hand, Grissom rushes back to his office.  He heads for
his library and pulls down the large book.  He flips through the pages ... and
finds it.)  

(He compares the book drawing to the photo.  It's a match.)  

GRISSOM:  Solenopsis invicta.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI - BREAK ROOM - NIGHT]

(Grissom briefs the team.)  

GRISSOM:  (talking quickly)  They're fire ants, very rare in Nevada.  They don't
like our soil.  The only places you find them around Vegas are in plant and tree
nurseries.

(Grissom stops walking behind Catherine who is in front of the computer.)  

CATHERINE:  There's eleven nurseries in the greater Las Vegas area.

(Archie has the map of the area spread out in front of him.)  

ARCHIE JOHNSON:  Okay, I've got the web cam trace down to here.

(He draws a large circle in black ink on the map.)  

GREG:  And the data from the black box in Walter Gordon's truck gave us a 23-
mile travel radius.

(Greg adds another circle, cutting the area down even more.  Warrick walks out
with the printout of the nurseries.  He quickly scans the list.)  

WARRICK:  Okay, I've got two nurseries within the overlap area.  Here and here.

(He adds two 'X' marks to the map within the overlapping area.  Sara remembers
something.)  

SARA:  Wait, wait.  Wait, wait.  Kelly Gordon, the daughter, worked with plants.  
Hold on. Hold on.

(Camera follows Sara as she runs out of the lab and down the hallway to
Grissom's office.  She picks up the file folder from his desk and checks the
information.  She runs full circle back to the break room.)  

SARA:  You guys, Nick is here.

(She points to the left-most blue 'X' on the map.)  

HARD CUT TO:  



[EXT. ROAD - NIGHT]

(A long line of officer cars rush down the long stretch of highway - lights
flashing, sirens blaring.)  

(The lead car pulls off the road to the right.)

(Inside one of the cars, Grissom drives.)  

(The long line of officer cars and other emergency personnel vehicles follows.)  

(In his car, Warrick glances at his watch:  0:10 minutes left.)  

(They reach the nursery where the owner is waiting for them.)



[EXT. NURSERY - NIGHT -- CONTINUOUS]

(Grissom exits his car and walks up to the owner.)  

GRISSOM:  You said on the phone you had a fire ant mound.  Where is it?

NURSERY OWNER:  People usually prefer to stay away from it.

(The owner of the nursery shows them the fire ant mount.  Grissom turns and
looks at the rest of his team.)  

GRISSOM:  All right, look.  Fan out.  Look for loose soil.  Anything that
might've been dug up recently.

(They disburse.  Brass walks up to Grissom.)  

BRASS:  That's the whole place.



(The officers jog down the road, looking for anything recently dug.  Catherine
walks slowly down the side of the road.  At her hip, she has an electronic
emitter.  She points the wand end down on the ground as she walks by.  The unit
gives of an electronic hum and a very slow, steady beep.)  



(More officers disburse through the trees.)

VOICE:  Right down there.  Let's go!  Right now.



[CATHERINE]

(Catherine continues following the main road through the nursery.  The unit at
her hip starts to beep a little more rapidly.)  

CATHERINE:  (shouts)  He-e-ey!  I'm picking up the web cam transmitter.

(Sara, Warrick and other officers turn and rush toward Catherine.)  

(Catherine continues down the main road.)  

(She turns the corner and continues walking.  She nearly trips on the vent pipe
as she steps on something hollow just below the dirt.)  

(She turns and sees the coffin's vent pipe sticking straight up out of the
ground.)  

(She points her wand down at the pipe and it beeps a little faster.  Just a few
yards away from the first vent pipe is another vent pipe sticking out of the
ground.)  

(She walks over to the second vent pipe and the beeping speeds up.)

(Catherine puts her things down and starts digging near the vent pipe, pushing
the dirt away with her bare hands.)  

(In the dirt, she finds a plastic bag with the small video transmitter unit
inside.)  

CATHERINE:  (shouts)  This is it!  I found it!  It's here.

(The others run to Catherine.)  

CATHERINE:  (shouts)  I found it!  This is it!

(Catherine leans in close to the vent pipe and shouts inside.)  

CATHERINE:  Nick!  Nick, we're here. Hang on!

(Camera zooms in through the vent pipe, down through the vent and into the
coffin where Nick is sealed up tight.)

CATHERINE:  (o.s.)  Nicky!

(Nick's face is covered with ants.  Nick gives a muffled groan.)  

(Camera zooms in extremely close showing one ant biting him.)

(Camera zooms over to another ant biting him.)

(Camera zooms over for an extreme close-up of another ant in the process of
biting him, its mandibles sinking in through his skin.)

(Quick CGI POV to:  Camera view zooms under Nick's skin, through his blood
vessels, following the path of the red blood cells as it heads straight to his
heart.  His heart beats faster.)

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)



FADE IN.

[COOLER TABLE POV]  

(The cooler table slides out.  VIEW FROM THE TABLE UP, Robbins and David
Phillips stand next to the table, looking down at the person on it.)  

ROBBINS:  (sighs & shakes head)  It's a damn shame they didn't get to him
sooner.

TOP VIEW DOWN

DAVID PHILLIPS:  I sure will miss him.

(Nick is on the table.  He's dead.)  

ROBBINS:  You know, David, I've seen fire ant bites in my time, but never
anything like this.

(He picks up Nick's hand and arm to show the large welts and discolored
pustules.)  

DAVID PHILLIPS:  Do you think he suffered?

ROBBINS:  Do I think he suffered?  Yes.  Definitely.

CUT TO:  



[CU:  NICK'S FACE]

(Black and white view.  Nick's eyes open wide.)

CUE SOUND:  (echo-y) HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER



[INT. CSI - FORENSIC AUTOPSY - NICK'S HALLUCINATION]

(Black and white view.  As they prepare to cut him open, David Phillips and
Robbins stand around the autopsy table laughing hysterically at Nick, presumably
dead and naked on the table in between them.)

(Finally, Robbins and David control themselves enough to stop laughing.)  

ROBBINS:  All right.  On three.

DAVID PHILLIPS:  (enthusiastically)  Uno ...

(Robbins holds up two fingers.)

ROBBINS:   Dos ...

ROBBINS & DAVID PHILLIPS:  Tres!

(With a whirl, David turns around and puts the tape player on.  It starts
playing Nick's song.)

["Lucky Too", Bob Neuwirth, from the album "Look Up"]

LYRICS:  
 It was Christmas in Las Vegas
 when the locals take the town ...

(Robbins turns and looks at David.)  

ROBBINS:  Would you care to do the "y" incision?

(On NICK, eyes wide open and wide awake and on the table.  A large butcher's
knife is passed across the table right in front of him.)  

DAVID PHILLIPS:  Well, "Y" not?

(David takes the large butcher's knife from Robbins.  David turns and sinks the
knife into Nick's chest.  We hear a lovely squishy sound of flesh being cut.)

(Nick doesn't flinch.)

(David puts the large butcher's knife aside as Robbins peels the flesh over the
left side of Nick's chest open.  The music continues in the background.)  

(David peels back the flesh over the right side of Nick's chest open.)  

(CLOSE-UP OF NICK'S FACE.  Nick's eyes open.)

ROBBINS:  (o.s.)  Mind your hands and feet.

(The saw starts whirring.)  

(Both David and Robbins are wearing face protection as Robbins wields the huge
chain saw over Nick's chest.)  

(He sticks the tip of the huge chain saw in Nick's chest, blood spurts
everywhere.)  

(Nick doesn't flinch and watches dispassionately.  Nick blinks.  Blood spatters
on his chest.)  

(The chain saw continues to whir as Robbins uses it to cut through Nick's rib
cage.  Blood is everywhere.  Robbins turns the chain saw off.)

(Nick blinks and looks over at Robbins.)  

(Having sufficiently covered much of their clothing and everything else with a
thick layer of Nick's blood and mulched flesh, Robbins puts the chain saw aside
and removes his face protection.  Robbins looks at the cut he's just made.)

ROBBINS:  (appreciatively)  Yes.

(Robbins reaches in and cracks open Nick's chest, removing the rib cage with a
grunt.  He holds the piece and looks at David before tossing it carelessly over
his shoulder.  It hits the floor with a thunk.)  

(He looks inside Nick's chest.)  

[CU:  NICK'S FACE]

ROBBINS:  He won't be needing this anymore.

(Nick watches as his organ is passed across the table in front of him.  David
takes it.)  

[RESUME VIEW]

(Robbins reaches in and starts pulling out Nick's intestines like one very long
sausage.)  

ROBBINS:  (appreciatively)  Nice.

[CU:  NICK'S FACE]

ROBBINS:  Lung.  

(Nick watches as Robbins passes his lung across the table in front of him.  
David takes it.)  

[RESUME VIEW]

(In living color.  Suddenly, where David used to be standing, Judge Stokes leans
across the table.)  

JUDGE BILL STOKES:  (cheerfully)  So, Doctor.  How did my son die?  Anaphylactic
shock?

ROBBINS:  No, no, he didn't live long enough for that.  COD was asphyxiation.

JUDGE BILL STOKES:  Oh.

ROBBINS:  (teaching mode)  When the blood oxygen drops to less than 16% and the
CO2 builds up, there's a rapid loss of consciousness.  Death within minutes with
no disfiguring physical findings.

JUDGE BILL STOKES:  He'll look great at the funeral.

ROBBINS:  Oh, yes.

JUDGE BILL STOKES:  His mother will appreciate that.

ROBBINS:  Good.

(Robbins reaches into the chest cavity and pulls out Nick's beating heart.)  

[CU:  NICK'S EYES]

(Nick watches them.  We hear Nick's heart beating.)

(Robbins holds Nick's heart in his hand.)  

ROBBINS:  Your son had a good heart.

JUDGE BILL STOKES:  Hmm.

(Robbins puts Nick's heart in Judge Stokes' hand.)

HARD CUT TO:  
END OF NICK'S HALLUCINATION
RESUME TO PRESENT



[NICK]

(Suddenly, Nick's eyes open.  He's still in the box, his face is cast in the
greenish-colored hue from the glow sticks.  Ants cover his face.)  

(Camera pulls back.)

(Nick's still in the box.  His eyes widen with panic.  He's on the verge of
losing it.)  

INTERCUT WITH:  

[EXT. NURSERY - NIGHT]

(Warrick and other officers dig quickly in the area surrounding the vent pipe.  
Grissom and the others stand off to the side, watching.)  

(Warrick continues to dig.)

(Suddenly, his watch beeps.  He stops digging and looks at his watch:  0:00.)  

(Time's up.)  



[NICK]

(Inside the box, the whirring sound of the fan slowly stops as the battery runs
out of juice.  Nick hears it and realizes what's happening.)  

NICK:  (groans softly)  Oh, my God.  No, no, no, no.

(The hand holding the gun shakes as he screams weakly.  He slowly pulls the gun
up toward him.)  



[WARRICK]

(Meanwhile, outside, Warrick glances back at Catherine.  He goes back to
digging.)

(Then he hits the coffin cover.)  

WARRICK:  I hit something.

CATHERINE:  (shouts)  We got you, Nicky!

(Warrick puts the shovel aside and starts clearing off the dirt with his hands.)  



[NICK]

(Inside the box, Nick struggles against the ants and his sudden lack of fresh
oxygen.)

(He presses the muzzle of the gun against his chin.)  



[WARRICK]

(Warrick quickly brushes the dirt away from the edges of the coffin, trying to
clear the cover.)  



[NICK]  

(Inside, Nick grimaces and screams weakly, the gun still pressed to his chin.)

WARRICK:  (muffled)  Hey!

(Light from outside the box reflects off of Nick's face, but Nick has his eyes
tightly shut.)

WARRICK:  (muffled)  Hey!

(Warrick clears off more dirt and we can see his blurry figure just outside the
box glass.)  

(Warrick works furiously, brushing the dirt away from the cover.)  

WARRICK:  We got you, man!  Hey, Nicky!

(Inside the box, Nick wipes the condensation off the glass with his hands.)

WARRICK:  Nicky! Yeah. Hey, hold on there.

(Warrick gets a good look at Nick.)  

WARRICK:  Hey, put that down.  Put that down.

(The end of the box is cleared and we see Nick shaking uncontrollably inside.)  

WARRICK:  Put that down.  We got you.  We're gonna get you out of here.  

(Inside, Nick is in pain as the ants continue to attack him.)  

WARRICK:  Hang in there.  (shouts)  Oh, my God.  We need that fire extinguisher!  
Give me that fire extinguisher.



[GREG]

(Greg runs back to the vehicle and removes the fire extinguisher from the back.)  

WARRICK:  (o.s.)  These ants are getting at him, man.

(Greg runs back with the fire extinguisher.)  



[WARRICK]

(There's a commotion as people scramble.)

(Warrick wedges the shovel under the coffin cover and lifts it up a crack as
Greg kneels down with the fire extinguisher.)  

WARRICK:  Oh.

GRISSOM:  Short bursts, Greg.  Don't suffocate him!

(Greg shoots a couple of bursts from the fire extinguisher into the coffin.)  

(Camera zooms in and follows the burst along Nick's arm and we watch the ants
freeze and die on the spot.)  

WARRICK:  Hang on, buddy.  Hang on.   Almost had him.

(Warrick motions for the others to help clear off more of the coffin cover.)  

(Sara, standing on the side, turns and shouts over her shoulder.)  

SARA:  Get the paramedics!

WARRICK:  (to Nick)  Hang on. Hang on.  We'll kill those ants, okay? You listen
to me.

(Again, they lift up the cover as Greg shoots more CO2 into the coffin to get
the ants off Nick.)  

WARRICK:  Yeah.

(Catherine's phone rings.  She answers it.)  

CATHERINE:  (to phone)  Willows.

INTERCUT WITH:  

[INT. CSI - GARAGE - NIGHT]

(Hodges is on the phone as he stands over the prototype Plexiglas coffin in the
garage.)  

HODGES:  (to phone)  Yeah. Hey, boss ...

CATHERINE:  (to phone)  (interrupts)  We found him.  We're getting him out now.

HODGES:  (to phone)  That's great. Wai-wait.  Don't-don't hang up.  Just-just
listen.

CATHERINE:  (to phone)  What?  What?

HODGES:  (to phone)  (carefully)  Those dimples on the bottom of the prototype.  
GCMS found traces of semtex on each one.

CATHERINE:  (to phone)  You got to be kidding me.



(Meanwhile, they've cleared the coffin cover and are getting ready to open it.)  

WARRICK:  One, two, three.

(But before they move, Catherine stops them.)  

CATHERINE:  (shouts)  Everyone out of the hole.  That box is ready to explode!

BRASS:  Are you kidding?

CATHERINE:  Get out of there now!

(Everyone but Warrick clears the hole.  Warrick doesn't move.)  

WARRICK:  I'm not leaving without Nick.

CATHERINE:  There are charges under the box!

(Grissom stands out on the side, thinking.  Suddenly, he turns and sees the
backhoe nearby.  We can see him thinking, his mind working out a solution.)  

WARRICK:  (stubbornly)  I'm not leaving here without him.

(TOP VIEW DOWN.  Warrick is the only person remaining in the hole, his hands
just under the coffin cover - refusing to move, refusing to abandon Nick.)

(Grissom gets an idea.)  

GRISSOM:  Warrick, Catherine's right.  Get out of the hole now.  (firmly)  I
know what we're gonna do.  Just trust me.

(Warrick looks back at Grissom.  He slowly releases his hold on the coffin
cover.  He turns back and looks at Nick.)



(Inside the box, Nick screams and thumps weakly on the cover as he sees everyone
leave his line of vision.)  

NICK:  Help!

(Nick sees Warrick leave.)  



(Outside, Grissom shouts the instructions to the officers.)  

GRISSOM:  We need 200 pounds of dirt over here right now, and we're gonna use
that backhoe to get it.

(The group of officers run to the backhoe.)  

(Grissom jumps into the hole.  Nick is screaming and hitting the coffin cover.)  

(Grissom lands on the cover and brushes the dirt away from the glass.)  

GRISSOM:  Nick!



(Nick can see Grissom.)  

GRISSOM:  Can you hear me?



(Inside the box, Nick quivers and shakes.)  

GRISSOM:  It's gonna take us a minute to get you out of there, okay?  Nick!

(But Nick's not listening.  All he wants is out of the box.  He continues to hit
the box cover with his hands.)  

GRISSOM:  Pancho!

(Reacting to the familiarity, Nick stops struggling.)  

GRISSOM:  Listen to me.

(Grissom puts his right hand flat on the box cover.)

GRISSOM:  Put your hand on my hand.

(Nick concentrates and puts his left hand flat on the box cover directly under
Grissom's.)  

GRISSOM:  Good.  Now listen.  There may be explosives under the box.  They're
probably set on pressure switches.

(Camera zooms into the box and past Nick's head.  It zooms down deeper past the
box to the explosives lined up under it.)

(Resume to present.)  

GRISSOM:  We need to equalize your body weight before we can pull you out, okay?

(Nick breathes heavily inside the box.)  

GRISSOM:  Pancho, nod your head if you understand me.

(After a brief moment, Nick slowly nods his head.)

(Grissom stands up and yells back to the officers.)  

GRISSOM:  Okay, we're gonna use the dirt from the backhoe to equalize his
weight.  (He turns and looks at Sara.)  I need a rope and a caribiner.

(Sara takes off running to get the items.)  

VOICE:  You got it.

(Grissom kneels back on the coffin to talk with Nick.  He puts his hand back
flat on the glass over Nick's hand.)  

GRISSOM:  All right, Pancho, we're gonna open the lid and get you out, but I
need you to stay lying down.  Okay?  Or else you'll blow us all up.  (Nick
nods.)  You understand that?

NICK:  (o.s.)  Yeah, yeah.

GRISSOM:  Do you promise?

(Nick nods.  The backhoe engines get louder as the machine approaches.)  

GRISSOM:  Pancho, say, "I promise."

NICK:  (crying)  I promise.



(Catherine directs the backhoe over toward Nick.)  

CATHERINE:  (motions)  Bring it over.  This way!



(The backhoe arrives.  Grissom looks at the cover.)  

GRISSOM:  (to Nick)  Don't move.

(Grissom and Warrick open the coffin lid.)  

(Nick lets out a loud sob as he cries.  He reaches out his hand blindly,
grasping Grissom's arm as he reaches into the coffin to place his hand over
Nick's chest.)  

(Warrick reaches into the coffin to grab Nick.)  

WARRICK:  (softly)  I got you.  I got you.  

(Nick grabs Warrick's hand, all the while talking quietly to him.)  

WARRICK:  (softly)  Lay still.  Lay still.  It's okay.  It's okay.

(The initial wave of panic subsides.  Nick calms down.)

NICK:  (panting)  Okay, okay.

(Nick looks at Grissom and nods.  Grissom turns and shouts over his shoulder.)  

GRISSOM:  All right, bring that over.

(The backhoe, filled with dirt, is driven over to where Nick is.)  

(Grissom latches the hook and rope around Nick's belt buckle.  He stands outside
the hole and holds the end of the rope.)  

GRISSOM:  Okay, Pancho, I want you to close your eyes and hold your breath.

(Nick nods.)  

GRISSOM:  (to the driver)  Now!

(The dirt is dropped into the hole, filling it.)  

(Grissom and everyone standing behind him hold onto the rope.)  

GRISSOM:  Ready?  Go!

(A beat later, they tug hard and jerk Nick right out from the loose dirt and out
of the coffin.  Nick comes flying out of the dirt, landing on the ground hard.)  

(A moment later, the coffin explodes shooting dirt straight up into the air; the
dirt and dust billows around the area.)  

(Warrick steps past Grissom toward Nick who remains twitching on the ground, his
eyes shut.)

(But, he's alive.)  

SHORT TIME CUT TO:



(Nick is wrapped securely on the gurney, lifted up and placed in the back of the
ambulance.)  

(Warrick and Catherine climb into the back of the ambulance while Ecklie,
Grissom, Sara, Brass and Greg remain outside.)  

(Nick reaches out and Warrick grabs Nick's hand.  Catherine places her hand on
Nick's leg as the EMTs shut the ambulance doors.)  

(The ambulance drives away.  Sara, Brass and Greg stare at the ambulance.)  

(Grissom sighs heavily.)  

GRISSOM:  I want my guys back.

(Ecklie turns and looks at Grissom.)  

FADE OUT.



FADE IN.

[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - DAY]

[EXT. HIGHWAY (STOCK) - DAY]

(A lone vehicle travels up the long stretch of desert highway.)  



[EXT. WOMEN'S CORRECTIONAL FACILITY (STOCK) - DAY]



[INT. WOMEN'S CORRECTIONAL FACILITY - VISITOR'S ROOM - DAY]

(A guard escorts Kelly Gordon, #2232, to her chair.  She sits down.  Nick sits
on the other side of the window and waves to her.)  

(He motions to the phone.  He picks his side up and after a moment, she
reluctantly picks up her side.)  

KELLY GORDON:  You the one?

NICK:  (smiles)  Yeah.  (clears his throat)  Yeah, back at you.

KELLY GORDON:  What do you want me to say?  I'm sorry?

NICK:  No, you didn't do anything to me.  And what your dad did, I ... I guess
it's 'cause he loves you so much.

(Not believing it for a moment or perhaps she just doesn't want to hear it, she
hangs up.  Nick tries to stop her.)  

NICK:  Hey, Kelly.  Kelly.

(Nick is barely holding it together.  He motions to the phone again.)  

NICK:  Pick it up.

(Kelly picks up the phone.  Nick leans forward.)  

NICK:  In a few years ... when you get out of here ... don't take it with you.

KELLY GORDON:  That's it?

NICK:  Yeah.  Yeah, that's it.

(Kelly hangs up and looks to the guard off screen.)  

KELLY GORDON:  We're done.

(Kelly stands up and leaves Nick with the phone in his hand.  He takes a moment and takes a breath.)  

NICK:  That's it.

(Nick hangs up the phone.  He wipes his nose.)  

NICK:  (quietly)  That's it.

(He stands up and leaves.)

CUT TO: 


[INT. WOMEN'S CORRECTIONAL FACILITY - HALLWAY - DAY]

(The guard escorts Kelly Gordon down the long hallway back to her cell.  She puts Kelly in her cell and locks the door.)

(Kelly climbs up on her bunk and clutches her pillow to her.  She hunkers down in a corner of her bed and stares out in front of her.  Camera holds on her and we can see that she's thinking about what Nick said.)  

FADE TO BLACK

THE END.

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Sonmi451 (23:24)

Haaa ça je sais! lol

CastleBeck (23:25)

Sur ce, moi, il parait que je dois retourner travailler (et pelleter), alors je vous souhaite une excellente fin de soirée et une bonne nuit

stanary (23:26)

Bon courage au travail
Bonne nuit et bonne fin de soirée.

Sonmi451 (23:28)

Travailles-bien !

CastleBeck (23:29)

Merci

Sonmi451 (23:35)

Sur ce j'y vais aussi.

Sonmi451 (14:23)

Bonne journée à tous! Et Joyeuse St-Nicolas!

arween (18:40)

Vous êtes nombreux à fêter la Saint Nicolas ?

Xanaphia (19:04)

En tout cas chez moi aussi ça se fête Alors bonne Saint Nicolas

arween (19:05)

Dans le sud, ça ne se fête pas du tout

Xanaphia (19:11)

Et oui c'est plutôt du nord et de l'est de la France +la Belgique, si je ne dis pas de bêtise ^^

arween (19:11)

ouais donc loin de chez moi ^^

Xanaphia (19:12)

vous avez des fêtes spéciales par chez vous ?

arween (19:13)

Non rien du tout

arween (19:13)

Ah attends si on la fête de mai.

arween (19:14)

Mais je crois que c'est juste à Nice

Xanaphia (19:14)

la fête de mai ?

mnoandco (19:14)

Oui, chez moi aussi il y a la Saint Nicolas (Nord Est) ! et le père fouettard...pour les pas gentils...ne me sens évidement pas concernée!

arween (19:15)

Honnêtement je ne sors pas beaucoup là où il y a foule alors je sais pas trop ce qu'ils font

Xanaphia (19:15)

coucou ah oui le folklore local ^^

Lolo1710 (19:27)

Saint Nicolas c'est sacré en Belgique, les primaires font un spectacle chaque année puis les autre c'est surtout pour les bonbons ?

Xanaphia (19:29)

Ou les chocolats et les coquilles

Lolo1710 (19:41)

Ouaip, un truc génial aussi mais c'est peut être que dans mon école, c'est les filles qui font régime et qui troc des bonbons contre des mandarines

Sonmi451 (21:20)

Moi je fais saint-Nicolas car mon homme est du nord-Est mais ma fête à moi arrive jeudi. ^^

Sonmi451 (21:20)

Avec la fête des lumières.

Sonmi451 (21:21)

Bonsoir au fait!

Xanaphia (21:30)

Bonsoir Ah la fête des lumières ça doit être joli ^^

Sonmi451 (21:36)

Très.

Sonmi451 (21:37)

Cette année, je vais me contenter de mettre les lampions aux fenêtres.

serieserie (08:40)

Bonne journée de chasse aux cadeaux sur la citadelle!

arween (10:57)

Bonjour la citadelle ! Une grande animation vous attends sur The Night Shift, venez participer !

seriepoi (11:05)

Bonjour tout le monde ! Vous pouvez, si vous le souhaitez, venir sur le quartier "True Blood" pour commenter le (très) beau calendrier de décembre, fait par Sonmi. Merci par avance et bon dimanche à tous.

ObikeFixx (11:25)

Bonjour tout le monde! En plus du nouveau sondage, n'hésitez à venir découvrir le nouveau calendrier et la nouvelle photo du mois sur le quartier "The Last Ship"

Phoebus (14:15)

Bonjour tout le monde ! Il ne vous reste plus qu'une journée pour voter pour la voter de l'épisode 8x05 de The Vampire Diaries et pour participer à la review de cet épisode.

serieserie (16:44)

Inscrivez-vous vite pour la grande partie d'HypnoGame Arrow qui aura lieu dans 6 jours!! Rendez-vous dans les forums de l'accueil!!

arween (18:46)

Venez voir les nouveaux calendriers de The Night Shift (serie²) et Dollhouse (Xana).

emeline53 (19:24)

Seulement 2 persones pour commenter le design Noël de The Fosters ? Venez donner votre avis en plus, un sondage sur votre souhait de cadeau est en ligne !

stella (19:25)

Special spécial Noel sur le quartier Downton Abbey et sans oublier son calendrier de l'avent original

DGreyMan (22:40)

Bonsoir. Sondage dédié à "Game of Thrones" dans le quartier "Harry Potter"...

DGreyMan (22:40)

... ou le contraire ! ^^

serieserie (09:07)

Plus que quelques jours pour vous inscrire à la grande soirée HypnoGame Arrow dans les forums de l'accueil ou par MP!!!

arween (09:44)

Bonjour à tous ! Aujourd'hui nous lançons une toute nouvelle rubrique, les reviews. Rendez-vous sur la page HypnoReview ou à l'accueil pour plus d'infos Bonne lecture et bonne journée !

Titepau04 (09:49)

Bonjour !!!! Venez vous inscrire aux concours de Noël dans les quartiers de ncis Los Angeles et s club 7!!!
Et n'hésitez pas à commenter les calendriers au passage!!

cinto (11:39)

Fans de Dallas, Friends, Petite maison , Mission impossible, venez défendre votre série préférée chez Ma sorcière bien aimée: sondage "génériques"!

grims (16:47)

Coucou à tous ! une petite visite sur les quartiers Sons of anarchy, Outlander et Vikings serait sympa de jolis calendriers de Noël vous y attendent : ) merci d'avance pour votre passage

choup37 (17:13)

Calendriers aussi chez Kaamelott, Merlin, Doctor Who, Torchwood et Musketeers

choup37 (17:14)

(c'est super ces deux onglets pour alterner entre blabla et promo)

stella (19:34)

Case 5 du calendrier de l'avent de Downton Abbey vient d'être dévoilée.

Titepau04 (22:11)

Bonjour !!!! Venez vous inscrire aux concours de Noël dans les quartiers de ncis Los Angeles et s club 7!!!
Et n'hésitez pas à commenter les calendriers au passage!!
Et profitez-en pour voter sur le sondage ncisla!!!!

mnoandco (09:56)

Coucou! Le quartier Blacklist propose 3 calendriers totalement différents et de circonstances pour ce mois de décembre. N'hésitez pas à venir les commenter.

sabby (10:19)

Hello la citadelle !! Le quartier Friday Night Lights aurait bien besoin de visites. Personnes pour voter au sondage ni commenter le nouveau design. Venez jouer au ballon avec moi, je m’ennuie un peu tout seule là_bas

serieserie (10:19)

Allez allez, on s'inscrit pour l'HypnoGame Arrow!!

mamynicky (10:27)

'Jour les 'tits loups Un calendrier de l'Avent gourmand sur Downton Abbey et un autre musical sur Empire. Si vous êtes en retard, vous pouvez le rattraper et n'oubliez pas de les commenter. Merci

Titepau04 (10:34)

Bonjour !!!! Venez vous inscrire aux concours de Noël dans les quartiers de ncis Los Angeles et s club 7!!!
Et n'hésitez pas à commenter les calendriers au passage!!
Et profitez-en pour voter sur le sondage ncisla!!!!

arween (13:12)

Bonjour à tous ! Une grande animation vous attends sur The Night Shift ainsi que le calendrier et le sondage. Et sur Dollhouse, il y a un nouveau calendrier qui ne demande qu'à être commenté

roro73 (15:22)

Bonjour Nouveau sondage et nouvelles PDM sur Wildfire. Venez nous voir, on s'ennuie un peu =P

mamynicky (19:11)

Edgemont a besoin de clics sur son sondage. Merci

chrismaz66 (19:26)

J'y go Mamy et toujours chez Dr House le sondage Bad Boys, votez pour votre chouchou inter-séries, et quelques clics pour Torchwood qui en a bien besoin, merci

Phoebus (00:03)

Bonjour, nouveau sondage sur le quartier de Person Of Interest.

arween (09:26)

Bonjour ! Nous n'avons que peu de participants à l'animation The Night Shift... Elle est pourtant ouverte à tous ! Allez ne soyez pas timide et venez nous rendre visite

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