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#713 : Enquête parallèle

Keppler convainc Catherine de l'aider à falsifier une scène de crime, trompant ainsi leurs collègues. Son but est de mettre enfin la main sur le plus gros fournisseur de drogue de la côte Est. Celui-ci est également le premier suspect du meurtre d'un élu parlementaire, dont le cadavre a été découvert en plein désert. Mais pendant que Keppler met son plan en place, peaufinant les détails pour ne prendre aucun risque, le suspect disparaît sans laisser de traces. De plus, les collègues de Catherine s'aperçoivent que des éléments sont manquants dans ses analyses. 

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Titre VF
Enquête parallèle

Première diffusion
25.01.2007

Première diffusion en France
02.03.2008

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Réalisé par

AvecLiev Schreiber (Michael Keppler), David Berman (David Phillips), Gerald McCullouch (Bobby Dawson), Jon Wellner (Henry Andrews), Conor O'Farrell (Undersheriff McKeen), Larry Mitchell (Officer Mitchell) 

Guests :

  • Adam Nee ..... Edwin "Rat" Dennison 
  • Darris Love ..... Ezekiel Holstein 
  • Gill Gayle ..... Apartment Manager 
  • David Fabrizio ..... Thomas Simon 
  • Jernard Burks ..... Lot Attendant 
  • Suzy Cote ..... Monique Carter 
  • A Martinez ..... Assemblyman Danilo Zameesca 
  • Geno Monteiro ..... Bartender 
FLASH IN:  

[EXT. VARIOUS LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) – DAY]

RADIO:  (v.o.)  Welcome back to the voice of Las Vegas, KWMS Radio.  



[EXT. LAS VEGAS DESERT ROAD – NIGHT]

(A car drives along the road.)

RADIO:  (v.o.)  The city remains in mourning, as we try to make sense of the 
murder of Assemblyman Danilo Zamesca.  

(At the end of the road is another parked car.  Danilo Zamesca parks his car and 
engages the brakes.  He looks over at the driver in the next car.)  

(Zamesca gets out of his car.) 

RADIO:  (v.o.)  After his only son was gunned down by a drug dealer, Zamesca 
dedicated his life to public service.  

(Zamesca heads over toward the other parked car.  The other car door opens and a 
man gets out.)  

RADIO:  (v.o.)  He set his sights on the drug traffickers and the drug suppliers.  

(The man is holding a extra-large drink and a folded photo.  He hands the photo 
to Zamesca.)  

RADIO:  (v.o.)  He believed you get drugs off the streets by putting the suppliers out of business.  

(Zamesca takes the photo, looks at it, and rips it to shreds while saying a few 
choice words to the man.)  

RADIO:  (v.o.)  That was his mission.  

(He tosses the ripped photo to the wind.  A piece of the photo falls to the ground.)  

(CLOSE-UP:  It shows Zamesca doing lines with a woman with a Scorpion sign 
tattooed on her inner left arm.)  

RADIO:  (v.o.)  His murder's rocked headlines, --

DISSOLVE TO:  



[EXT. DESERT ROAD -- DAY TIME (PRESENT)]

(A corner ruler is positioned next to the photo.)  

RADIO:  (v.o.)  -- uniting Democrats and Republicans alike, all of us asking the 
same question:

(Nick snaps a couple of photos of the picture.)  

INSERT:  FLASHBACK

(Zamesca turns away from the man and heads back to his car.  The man tosses his 
extra large drink to the ground.)

RADIO:  (v.o.)  What happened out there?

BACK TO SCENE.

(Nick snaps several photos of the drink cup.)

RADIO:  (v.o.)  Peg from Sunrise Manor, you're on.

INSERT:  FLASHBACK

(The man takes out a gun, points it at Zamesca’s back and fires.)  

PEG:  (v.o.)  Danilo Zamesca spoke truth to power and got killed for it.

(The empty shell casing falls to the ground.)  

BACK TO SCENE.

(Nick snaps photos of the empty shell casing with a ruler on the ground.)  

PEG:  (v.o.)  I don't think there's anybody out there who has the courage to stand up and take his place.

INSERT:  FLASHBACK

(Zamesca manages to open the car door and get inside.  Before he can start the 
engine, the gunman fires twice.  Blood spatters on the passenger window.)

BACK TO SCENE.

(Nick takes more photos of the body slumped over on his side in the car.  Photos 
of drugs in a plastic bag on the passenger seat are taken.)  

RADIO:  (v.o.)  Roger from MacDonald Ranch.

(Nick picks up the plastic bag.  He turns and looks over at Brass.)  

ROGER:  (v.o.)  If this guy was pure as the driven snow, what's he doing out in 
the middle of nowhere with drugs in his car?  Give me a break.  He was dirty, 
just like the rest of them.

(Nick continues to process the evidence in the car.)  

RADIO:  (v.o.)  Okay, Roger, thank you for calling.  

(Brass makes a call on his radio.)  

INSERT:  FLASHBACK

(The gunman runs to the car, leaving shoeprints in the dirt.)

BACK TO SCENE.

(Nick snaps several photos of shoeprints in the dirt and some foam.)

(Catherine picks up a piece of foam and looks at it.)

NICK:  Looks like some sort of foam.

CATHERINE:  Found it next to the tire impression.

(Nick stands up and heads back to the car.  Catherine prepares and makes a shoeprint cast.)  



CU:  BULLET

(The bottom of the bullet is for a PMC 9MM LUGER.)  

[INT. CSI – BALLISTICS LAB]

(Bobby scans the bottom of the bullet into the computer and runs it through the 
database.)  

(He finds a match.)  



[INT. CSI -- PRINT LAB]

(Nick dusts for prints on drink cup cover.  He finds a print on the straw.)

(CUT TO:  He runs it through the database and finds a POSITIVE MATCH to:  
     NAME:  THOMAS SIMON
     DOB:  JULY 21, 1972
     AGE:  34     HEIGHT:  5’8”
     WEIGHT:  147 LBS.     EYES:  BLUE
     RACE:  CAUCASIAN     SEX:  MALE
     HAIR:  BROWN
     LAST KNOWN ACCRESSESS:  
          431 DADSCELL CT.
          LAS VEGAS, NV  69117     

CUT TO:  



[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT – HALLWAY – DAY]

(Brass walks with Undersheriff Jeff McKeen.)  

BRASS:  So CSI got a fingerprint off the drinking straw we found at the scene.

JEFF MCKEEN:  Guys like Thomas Simon never get their hands dirty.

BRASS:  No. It was a very clean print.  And Ballistics matched some shell 
casings that we found at Simon's McMansion on that raid last year.

JEFF MCKEEN:  Did you find the gun?

BRASS:  No. So Zamesca was trying to put Simon out of business, and it cost him 
his life.

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) – NIGHT]



[INT. STRIP CLUB – NIGHT]

(Girls dance on stage, music blaring.  The club is sparsely filled.  Several 
officers enter the club, looking for someone.  Brass walks in and looks at 
Officer Mitchell, who shakes his head and indicates that the person they’re 
looking for isn’t there.)  

(Brass turns and heads for the bartender.  He shows him his badge.)  

BRASS:  Hey.  I have a warrant for Thomas Simon. Is he here?

BARTENDER:  He's the owner, man.  But even I haven't seen him in, like, three 
weeks.  Sorry.

FADE TO BLACK.



[INT. RESTAURANT – DAY]

(Undersheriff Jeff McKeen meets with Brass, Catherine and Keppler over breakfast.)  

JEFF McKEEN:  The biggest drug supplier on the West Coast kills a public official, and we can't find him.  I'm just the undersheriff.  I have one job:  
make the sheriff look smart.  You're not helping.

BRASS:  We busted our hump trying to find this guy.

CATHERINE:  Science can only do so much with a cold trail.

JEFF MCKEEN:  You ever seen a man's face change into that kind of a demon?

KEPPLER:  My eggs are runny.  I couldn't have been more specific with the 
waitress.  (to Brass)  You gonna eat those?

BRASS:  Oh, you want my pancakes?  Yeah, sure, knock yourself out.  Here.

(Keppler switches plates with Brass.)  

KEPPLER:  Thank you.

JEFF MCKEEN:  I don't hear a solution.

KEPPLER:  We could try something I did in Philly.  It's, um, a little 
unorthodox.

JEFF MCKEEN:  I only want to know if it works.

KEPPLER:  Philly, yes.  Baltimore, no.

CATHERINE:  Is that why you're in Vegas?

(Keppler smiles a little.)  

JEFF MCKEEN:  Fifty-fifty.  I can live with those odds.

BRASS:  So, are you waiting for a drum roll?

KEPPLER:  It's called "reverse forensics."

CATHERINE: Oh.  We fake a crime scene.

KEPPLER:  Basically.

JEFF MCKEEN:  How do we get around entrapment?

KEPPLER:  Well, it's not entrapment if you're not enticing anyone to commit a 
crime.  The goal is to make Simon think he's off the hook.

BRASS:  So what's the catch?

(Catherine gets it and doesn’t like it.)  

KEPPLER:  Whole thing's a catch.  The hardest part is stopping leaks.  You've 
got to be willing to deceive the people you work with.

CATHERINE:  Assuming they can be deceived, which they can't.

JEFF MCKEEN:  Not your call.

(Catherine definitely doesn’t like it.) 

BRASS:  You know, I can think of nine, no, ten ways that this could screw up.

KEPPLER:  At least.

JEFF MCKEEN:  So don't screw it up.

KEPPLER:  The first thing we need is a victim, somebody we own.  You need a fall 
guy to play the role of "killer," somebody who's jake with having his mug shot 
everywhere.  In Baltimore, we used a snitch.  So you're going to have to bring 
the DA into this.

JEFF MCKEEN:  (scoffs)  The DA?

(He shakes his head.)  

JEFF MCKEEN:  That bitch won't like it.  (to Keppler)  Thanks for breakfast.

(McKeen stands up and leaves.)  

KEPPLER:  You ever notice how it's the, uh, guys with all the money that never 
pay?

BRASS:  Sure, that's how they keep all the money.  (Brass offers his portion.)  
Here, let me get it.

KEPPLER:  No, I got it.  New guy.

BRASS:  Thank you.

KEPPLER:  You know, Catherine, if we do our job right and catch the bad guy, 
nobody's going to remember the rest.

CATHERINE:  I'll remember.

FADE TO
END OF TEASER
ROLL TITLE CREDITS

(COMMERCIAL SET)



FADE IN:  

[INT. CSI – HALLWAY -- DAY]  

(Warrick walks in carrying a file box, a couple of evidence envelopes and 
wearing a suit.  He walks into the evidence room and finds Keppler there leafing 
through the filing cabinet.)  

WARRICK:  Hey, Mike.

KEPPLER:  Hey.  Do you guys, uh, organize your files by case number?

(Warrick signs in a clipboard.) 

WARRICK:  In a perfect world.  We hired this, uh, knucklehead named Mahoney.  He 
had this dyslexic filing system.  

KEPPLER:  So what do you think?  Does the dyslexic atheist not believe in dog?

(Keppler pulls out the file for DANILO ZAMESCA.)  

WARRICK:  What?  

(Warrick looks up and sees the file folder a second before Keppler pulls it out 
of the cabinet.  Keppler turns and looks at Warrick.) 

WARRICK:  Oh ... I get it.

(Keppler closes the file cabinet.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – LOCKER ROOM]

(Nick shuts his locker and tucks his gun in his holster.  He heads out.)  

(Catherine finds him.)  

CATHERINE:  Hey.  I need you on a 411 tonight.  

(She gives him the assignment paper.)  

NICK:  Stolen motor vehicles?  You got to be kidding me.

CATHERINE: PD recovered twenty stolen motorcycles.  They're at the Dupont Towing 
Lot.

NICK:  Can't you slide it to days?

(Warrick walks by.)  

WARRICK:  Hey, guys.

CATHERINE:  Take Warrick with you.  It'll go faster.

(Catherine leaves.)  

NICK:  (amused)  Okay.

WARRICK:  What'll go faster?

(Nick gives Warrick the assignment sheet.)  

NICK:  Giddyup.

(Nick turns and heads down the hallway.  Warrick looks at the assignment sheet 
and follows him out.)  

CUT TO:  



[EXT. ALLEYWAY – NIGHT]

(A stray cat meows and runs across the alleyway.  Rat is selling drugs to a kid.  
He takes the kid’s money and gives him a pack of drugs.  The kid turns and 
runs.)  

(Brass walks up to Rat.)  

BRASS:  What's happening, Rat?  (They wave to each other.)  Boy, you got to love 
junkies, huh?  What stamina, what willpower.  I mean, even the rain doesn't keep 
them away.

EDWARD “RAT” DENNISON:  It doesn't keep the cops away either, I guess, huh?

BRASS:  You nervous, Rat? Relax, relax, I'm just here to talk.  Listen, you like 
game shows?  Because I got a deal; listen to this.  First place is a life-
changing experience.  You get a whole new life.

EDWARD “RAT” DENNISON:  What's second place?

BRASS:  There is no second place, Rat.  Either way, you don't get to work the 
alley anymore.

EDWARD “RAT” DENNISON:  Screw you.

BRASS:  Screw me?  No, no.  Screw you.  

(Brass reaches into Rat’s shirt pocket and pulls out a packet of drugs.)  

BRASS:  Look, take my deal.  Otherwise, you're in possession of a controlled 
substance, and with your record, that's a mandatory sentence.

EDWARD “RAT” DENNISON:  Okay.  If you want information, just ask me.  Just that 
I'm ...

BRASS:  All right, let's walk, walk with me.

(Brass and Rat walk along the alleyway.)  

BRASS:  It's a little complicated.  You own a gun?

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – TRACE LAB --]  

(Hodges is on the phone.)  

HODGES:  (to phone)  That's K-E-P-P-L-E-R, Michael Keppler.  

(Just out in the hallway, we see Sara walk past, a box tucked under her arm.)  

HODGES:  (to phone)  Yeah, check it out.  Okay, I got to go.

(He hangs up the phone.)  

(Sara stops and watches Keppler put up sheeting over the glass windows to block 
out prying eyes.  She watches for a moment, then stops Catherine on her way in.)  

SARA:  What's going on?

CATHERINE:  Um, nothing I can talk about.  Keep me posted on the 419.  Greg's 
going to meet you at the scene.

SARA:  Okay.

(Catherine enters the lab and closes the door.)

(Hodges slides up next to Sara.)  

HODGES:  (in confidence)  Ten to one, it's Internal Affairs.  Got a vibe off 
Keppler the minute he blew in.  Always with a suit.  If you got any dirty 
laundry, I hope you used bleach.

(Sara hugs the box to her and heads out to the – 



[INT. CSI – LOCKER ROOM – NIGHT – CONTINUOUS]

(The locker room is empty.  Sara walks in and opens her locker.  She looks as if 
she’s going to put the box in the locker, then she has second thoughts.  She 
looks at the label and sits down on the bench.  The label reads:

     (TO) 
     SARA SIDLE
     3057 WESTFALL AVE
     LAS VEGAS, NV  89156

     (FROM)
     GRISSOM
     WALDEN POND RESEARCH CENTER
     CONCORD, MA  01742-4511

(She cuts the tape and opens the box.  She lifts up the packing paper and finds 
a branch with a chrysalis.  She smiles.  How Grissom.)

(She picks up the branch and looks at it.  She digs further into the box and 
finds the box empty.  That is the only thing in the box.  She shakes her head.  
How Grissom.)  

(She puts the packing paper back in the box, looks at the branch and sighs.)  

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LVPD IMPOUND LOT 17 – NIGHT]

(Warrick and Nick are outside the impound gate.  They press the buzzer.  The lot 
attendant opens the gate.)  

LOT ATTENDANT:  What?

NICK:  I'm CSI Stokes, this is Brown.

LOT ATTENDANT:  Where's your paperwork?

NICK:  We're from the Crime Lab, dude.

LOT ATTENDANT:  I still need paperwork.

WARRICK:  We're here to process those stolen motorcycles, man.

LOT ATTENDANT:  I need authorization, fellas, in writing.

(And with that, the lot attendant closes the gate.  He leaves Nick and Warrick 
outside the lot.)  

NICK:  Wh-What if, what if I promise to come back and give it to you later?

WARRICK:  Okay, cut us some slack here, man.  You think we really feel like 
being down here?

(The gates clang shut.)  

WARRICK:  How do you want to handle this?

NICK:  You want to shoot our way in?

WARRICK:  I'd love to bust a cap in his knee.

(Nick chuckles.)  

NICK:  Sir, don't make us call your supervisor. Now, come on.  (bangs on door)  
Come on!

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) – NIGHT]



[INT. APARTMENT -- NIGHT]  

(David Phillips picks up a maggot off the maggot-infested face of the dead body 
in the motel room.)  

DAVID PHILLIPS:  (exhales)  We got third Instar maggots.  

(Sara snaps photos around the apartment.)  

DAVID PHILLIPS:  With this smell, she's been dead at least 48 hours.

(Sara looks at the contents on the table – drug paraphernalia and pizza boxes.)  

SARA:  Toys are all here.  Needle, syringe, tubing, candle, spoon.

(Sofia walks into the room.  Sara picks up what looks like a black drop wrapped 
in plastic.) 

SARA:  It looks like heroin.

SOFIA:  Manager said he found her like this when he came by for a visit.  Said 
they were friends, but he was a little unclear of her name.  Monique something 
or other.

SARA:  Maybe she was, uh, working off the rent.

DAVID PHILLIPS:  No ID on the body.

SOFIA:  I'll take a look around for it.

(Sofia steps out of the room.  David pushes the victim’s sleeve up and finds a 
scorpion tattoo on her inner forearm.)

DAVID PHILLIPS:  Needle marks are sclerotic.  Chronic user. Probable OD.

(Sara snaps more photos off screen.)



(Sofia looks around the kitchen.  There are dirty dishes and stacks of pizza 
boxes.



(Sara snaps photos of the needle marks on the victim’s arm.)  

(camera shutter clicking)

SARA:  Scorpio.  Ruled by Pluto.  Although since it's not a planet anymore ... 
I'm not sure how that works.

DAVID PHILLIPS:  (serious)  Maybe it's a "dwarf" sign.  Like Pluto is, you know, 
a "dwarf" planet now.

(David nods.  Sara smiles.)  



(Sofia check’s the victim’s cell phone.)  

SOFIA:  Car keys.  Cell phone.

(The list of CONTACTS reads:
     FARCROFT, ETHEL  702-555-0169
     FAUREAU, MITCHELL  702-555-0143
     FINKELMAN, CONRAD  702-555-0123
     LIGHTOWER, ROBERT  702-555-0106
     WELLSLEY, GETRUDE  702-555-0139

SOFIA:  No "Mom" or "Dad" listed.  There's a lot of food for a junkie.

SARA:  Maybe she had a roommate.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – LAB – NIGHT]

(Catherine looks over the crime scene photos with Keppler.)  

CATHERINE:  Zamesca was shot three times with a nine millimeter.  We've got two 
sets of shoe impressions.  Two sets of tire impressions.  A plastic "Jumbo Cola" 
cup.  Drugs were found in Zamesca's car, in plain view, but his tox was 
negative.

KEPPLER:  Drugs were planted.

CATHERINE:  Crime scene was a remote location.

KEPPLER:  That's in our favor.

CATHERINE:  Car was a bloody mess.

KEPPLER:  Our "victim" was kind enough to donate a pint of his blood.

(Keppler has a bag of blood from “EZEKIEL HOLSTEIN.”)

CATHERINE:  Did Mr. Holstein also donate his brain matter and bone fragments?

KEPPLER:  Brass recruited him from Narco, undercover cop.  Opted to keep his 
brains intact.

CATHERINE:  Well, without actually shooting the guy, this scene is going to be 
slightly less than perfect, but it's just you and me out there.

KEPPLER:  No, can't be.  We're going to need a third person processing the scene 
to make it look kosher -- someone who's not in on it.

CATHERINE:  Well, if we use one of my guys, they're going to figure it out.

(He offers her the spray bottle filled with blood.)  

KEPPLER:  Keep them away from the car.

(She takes it.)  

CATHERINE:  I'm not used to faking it.

KEPPLER:  When's the last time you had to?

(Keppler smiles.) 

(Catherine climbs into the front seat of the car and sprays the blood on the 
passenger window.)  

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)



FADE IN:  

[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) – DAY]



[EXT. CAR -- DAY]  

(Greg pops open the glove compartment and snaps a photo of its contents.  He 
reaches in and checks the registration.  It’s registered to:    
     CARTER, MONIQUE
     155 NORTH COURT
     HENDERSON NV  89176

     VALIDATED:  06/13/06
     EXPIRES:  06/13/07     )

(Sofia walks down the steps.  She’s looking through her notes.)  

GREG:  Registration's expired.  Want to bet she's not insured?

(He shows the registration to Sofia.)  

SOFIA:  Monique Carter, 155 North Court, Henderson.

GREG:  Oh, that's a good neighborhood.  Well, this used to be a nice car.  Maybe 
she traded in her old lifestyle to ride the "H" train.

SOFIA;  Now the manager wants it out of here.  So, I'll have it towed.

(Greg nods.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – FORENSIC AUTOPSY -- DAY]  

(David Phillips is washing the maggots off the face of the victim.)  

(Robbins walks in, puts his glasses on and examines an injury on the victim’s 
skull.)  

DAVID PHILLIPS:  It looks like an impact from a weapon.

ROBBINS:  Very good observation, David.  Shave the area.  Call Sara.  We may be 
looking at a homicide.

(David takes photos of the injury.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – DNA LAB -- DAY]  

(Henry processes the drugs.  He puts a sample into the machine.)  

(Quick CGI flash of:  The sample is heated and processed and analyzed into a 
colored graphical output on the monitor.  End of flash.)  

(Catherine walks in.)  

CATHERINE:  Hey, Henry.

HENRY ANDREWS:  Hey.  It's heroin mixed with cocaine and methamphetamine, which 
are the same drug components you found in Zamesca's car.

CATHERINE:  Really?

HENRY ANDREWS:  Should I call Sara?  It's her case.

CATHERINE:  Henry, I need you to step out and get a cup of coffee.

HENRY ANDREWS:  Well, I can't leave my evidence out.

CATHERINE:  This is not a request.

HENRY ANDREWS:  Oh ... okay.

(Henry leaves the lab.  Catherine takes a plastic bag and cuts off a piece of 
the drug.  She puts it in the bag and pockets it.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – BALLISTICS LAB -- DAY]  

(Keppler test-fires a gun.)  

KEPPLER:  Firing one.

(He fires.  Hodges, who is standing in the next lab over, enters Ballistics and 
heads toward Keppler.  Keppler removes the cartridge from the gun.)

(He goes to retrieve the bullet.)  

KEPPLER:  Is there a problem?

HODGES:  FYI, Bobby Dawson is a bit of a control freak.  Doesn't like anyone in 
here unsupervised.  So he got one accidental discharge on his record.  I'm sure 
he doesn't want another one.  Unless ... of course, this is an IA investigation, 
and, uh, Bobby is his subject.  

(Keppler puts the bullet in a container.)  

HODGES:  Interesting that Grissom, champion of the little guys, is on 
sabbatical.

KEPPLER:  Interesting, especially if he planned it that way.

(Keppler leaves.)

CUT TO:  



[EXT. DESERT -- DAY]  

(Edwin “Rat” Dennison sips from his Jumbo Cola cup.)  

(Camera slides down to his white tennis shoes ... then on to the shoeprints in 
the dirt.)

(We follow the shoeprints to the car.  The driver’s door is open and there’s a 
man slumped over in the front seat, bleeding from a gunshot wound to the head.)  

INSERT:  CAMERA FLASHES

(Catherine snaps photos of the body in the car.  The body talks.)  

EZEKIEL HOLSTEIN:  This is my own blood, right?  'Cause it's starting to drip in 
my mouth.

CATHERINE:  It's all yours.  You can get out now, Detective, and ...

EZEKIEL HOLSTEIN:  I know, don't touch anything.

CATHERINE:  You got it.  Oh, and there's some fresh clothes in the back of the 
vehicle.

EZEKIEL HOLSTEIN:  Got any brandy?

CATHERINE:  Sorry, man.

(Ezekiel Holstein gets out of the car.  Catherine snaps another photo.  Keppler 
walks up to her.)  

CATHERINE:  So, Mike, you said reverse forensics didn't work in Baltimore.  How 
come?

(Keppler uses his elbow and shuts the driver’s door.  He uses a shock plug and 
punches a hole in the driver’s window to make it look like a bullet went through 
it.)  

KEPPLER:  Smart cops.

CATHERINE:  (doesn’t look up)  You steal cars before you became a CSI?

(She puts some blood on the bullet.)  

KEPPLER:  Stealing cars gets old fast.  I like more of a challenge.

CATHERINE:  Note to self.

(Catherine puts the bullet in the car.)  

KEPPLER:  Okay, you can drop that cup now.

(Dennison stands by another car.)  

EDWIN “RAT” DENNISON:  Yeah, I'm not done yet.

(Ezekiel Holstein walks toward them.)  

EZEKIEL HOLSTEIN:  He said drop it.

EDWIN “RAT” DENNISON:  About my new identity, um, I don't want to go to Denver.  
I think I'd rather go someplace where I'd fit in ... like Maui.

(Keppler glances back at Catherine.  She steps away from the car.) 

EZEKIEL HOLSTEIN:  Yeah, yeah, yeah.  And I want a threesome with Beyonce and 
Scarlett Johansson.  Drop the cup and get your rat ass in the car.

EDWIN “RAT” DENNISON:  I drop the cup.

(He drops the cup.  The cup hits the ground, the cap pops off and spills on the 
dirt.)  

(Keppler sees something.  He removes his glasses and thinks about it.)

INSERT:  REVERSE FOOTAGE

(REWIND:  The cup undrops and ends up in the killer’s hand.)

BACK TO SCENE.

KEPPLER:  (mutters to himself)  Casual.

(Catherine turns to look at Keppler.)  

CATHERINE:  Excuse me?

KEPPLER:  Simon.  His soda.  He wasn't expecting trouble.

(Quick flash to:  [NIGHT]  Danilo Zamesca stands in front of his car facing the 
killer.  Keppler imagines himself facing Zamesca.)  

KEPPLER:  (v.o.)  Get out of my car ... walk over to Zamesca.  

(Keppler walks toward Zamesca.)  

KEPPLER:  (v.o.)  Didn't come here to kill him ... came to talk.  

(He shows Zamesca the photo.)  

KEPPLER:  (v.o.)  Hand him the photo.

BACK TO SCENE.

KEPPLER:  Then something doesn't go as planned.

(Quick flash to:  Zamesca rips the photo into pieces and tosses it to the air.  
He turns and heads back to his own car.)  

KEPPLER:  (v.o.)  I drop the drink ... 

(Keppler drops the drink.)  

KEPPLER:  (v.o.)  -- grab my gun.

(FLASH TO:  Keppler changes to Thomas Simon.  Thomas Simon grabs his gun and 
points it at Zamesca.)

BACK TO SCENE.  

KEPPLER:  Murder was Plan B.

CATHERINE:  Plan A was the photograph.  Anti-drug crusader doing lines.  Career 
buster.

KEPPLER:  Looks like he underestimated Zamesca.

CATHERINE:  He was a hard man to kill.  Simon panicked.  Which explains why he 
left evidence behind this time.

KEPPLER:  And why he had to disappear.  And why we have to do this.

(Catherine drops the drugs in the car.)  

CUT TO:  

(Catherine puts up crime scene tape around the area.  Keppler watches a car 
arrive.)  

KEPPLER:  I'm going to call it in.

(Keppler takes his phone out.  The car stops just outside the tape and Brass 
steps out.  He holds up his radio.)  

DISPATCHER:  (from phone)  911, is this an emergency?

KEPPLER:  (to phone)  Yes, someone's been shot.  I'm a quarter mile west of 
Mountain's Edge and Durango.  There's a man bleeding from the head in his car.  
Looks like a gunshot wound, but I didn't see a gun.  He's dead for sure.

DISPLATCHER:  (from phone)  Sir, may I have your name?

(Keppler shuts the phone off and removes the card.)  

(The call comes over Brass’s radio.)  

CONTROL:  (from radio)  419, possible 420, quarter mile west of Mountain's Edge 
and Durango.  Possible man down, gunshot wound to the head.  2-0cean-2, 2-0cean-
34, please respond.

KEPPLER:  Show time.

BRASS:  (to radio)  Control, this is 2-Zero-3,  Charlie-Captain-Brass.  I am 
with Charlie-Zero-4-Willows and Charlie-Zero-9-Keppler.  We're around the 
corner.  Our ETA is five minutes.  We'll be responding also.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – FORENSIC AUTOPSY – DAY]

(Robbins shares his findings with Sara.)  

ROBBINS:  COD was blunt force trauma to the right temporal region.

(A phone rings.)

ROBBINS:  Wound's inconsistent with a fall.  (Sara glances at the phone.)  You 
fall into something, say a coffee table, wound's always deeper on one end.

(The phone continues ringing.)

ROBBINS:  Depth here is uniform.  (shouts)  Would someone please answer that 
phone?  (Someone o.s. picks up the phone.)  (to Sara)  I’m sorry.  Tox confirms 
high level of heroin, cocaine, methamphetamine in her system.  I opened up her 
arm under a fresh needle mark, drew out one milliliter of dark liquid.  

(Sara opens the cut and sees the black goo in the arm.)  

ROBBINS:  The drugs were puddled.  Means they didn't circulate in her 
bloodstream.  Injection was postmortem.

SARA:  Dead girls don't shoot up.

(Robbins nods.  David Phillips peers into the room.)  

PHILLIPS:  (to Robbins)  Sorry.  Catherine needs to speak to you.  Says it's 
urgent.

ROBBINS:  Right.

INTERCUT WITH:  

[INT. DESERT – DAY]

(Catherine is on the phone with Robbins.)  

ROBBINS:  I'm in the middle of an autopsy, Catherine.

CATHERINE:  Sorry. I'm at a 420.  Similar MO to Zamesca.  (approaching sirens 
wail in the distance.)  Press is all over us.  I need permission to get the body 
out of here ASAP.

ROBBINS:  That's fine. Just photograph and diagram it before transporting.

CATHERINE:  Of course. Now, which mortuary's on call?

ROBBINS:  Kentworth.  You have that number?

CATHERINE:  I'll take care of it.  Thanks, Doc.

(She hangs up just as the police cars arrive at the scene.)  

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LVPD IMPOUND LOT 17 – DAY]

(Nick and Warrick are working on the bikes.)  

NICK:  This is so lame.  How much do you want to bet half the prints come back 
to the cops who recovered these bikes.  They never wear gloves.

(Warrick’s phone rings; he answers it.)  

WARRICK:  (to phone)  Brown.  Hey, Cath.  We'll see you there.  Well, in that 
case ... I'll see you there.

NICK:  Boy, she has got it in for me today.

WARRICK:  Well, giddyup.

(Nick laughs.)

(Warrick picks up his kit and leaves Nick to work on the bikes – alone.)  

CUT TO:  



[EXT. DESERT HIGHWAY (STOCK) – DAY]



[EXT. DESERT ROAD -- DAY]  

(A small crowd of press has gathered just outside the crime scene tape.  Warrick 
arrives and heads for the scene.)  

WARRICK:  CSI coming through.  

(The officers lift the tape for him and he continues.)  

WARRICK:  Thank you.

(Warrick shakes Brass’s hand.  Brass is on the phone.  Warrick arrives at the 
scene.  Catherine and Keppler are already processing the car.)  

(Warrick notices the missing body.)  

WARRICK:  Where's the body?

CATHERINE:  Called the morticians to get it out of here.  Gunshot victim.

WARRICK:  Got ID?

KEPPLER:  Ezekiel Holstein.  Local.  Brass is running him now.

(Warrick looks around the area.)  

WARRICK:  Hey, Cath, didn't you find Zamesca near here?

CATHERINE:  Yeah.

WARRICK:  Got the "Jumbo" cup.  Shoe and tire impressions.  Shot in his car. 
Think Simon's coming out of hiding?

KEPPLER:  Or it's a copycat.

WARRICK:  Want me to take the backseat?

CATHERINE:  No, um, take the perimeter, get started on a diagram.

WARRICK:  Okay, sarge.  Not my first barbecue.

CATHERINE:  Thanks, Warrick.

(Warrick turns and heads out.)

(The reporters’ voices rise and we hear them shouting questions to Undersheriff 
Jeff McKeen.)  

REPORTER:  Undersheriff McKeen, is this related to the Zamesca murder?

JEFF MCKEEN:  We're in the process of conducting an investigation, so I don't 
have all the facts.  But there does appear to be some similarities to 
Assemblyman Zamesca's murder.

REPORTER:  Right.  Right, but his body was found near here -- 

JEFF MCKEEN:  Uh, I have no further comments at this time.

(Jeff McKeen heads for Brass as he notes the CSIs working on the car.)  

BRASS:  (to phone)  Ezekiel Holstein.  Date of birth: 07-14-72.  Do a records 
check.  Oh, and, uh, contact Narco.  May be drug-related.

JEFF MCKEEN:  I really feel good about this.

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)



FADE IN:  

[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) – DAY]



[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT – INTERVIEW ROOM -- DAY]  

(Sofia talks with the apartment manager.)  

APARTMENT MANAGER:  Monique's dead body means I got to get the carpet cleaned.  
You said the scene was clear; I called the cleaning service.

SOFIA:  It's a good way to cover your tracks.

APARTMENT MANAGER:  Like I said, she'd been shacked up with some guy.

SOFIA:  Can you describe him?

APARTMENT MANAGER:  (sighs)  Average-looking, white dude. I only saw him from a 
distance.  He was driving her car.  Look, she was a nice, smart lady.  She 
helped me get out of a jam with my insurance company.  I know she liked the 
"candy,” but she did not deserve to go out that way.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – HALLWAY – DAY]

(Greg shares his findings with Sara.)  

GREG:  I ran Monique Carter's phone records.  Someone made a dozen calls from 
her cell yesterday.

SARA:  She was dead yesterday.  

GREG:  Yeah, and we recovered her phone from her apartment, so someone was 
yakking while she was lying dead on the floor dead.

SARA:  Let's run those numbers.

(They walk past Nick.  We stick with Nick and follow him back through the 
hallway in the opposite direction.  He’s looking through a file folder.)  

(Nick glances up as he passes by the lab and he notices the JUMBO cup out on the 
counter.  Hodges catches Nick.)  

HODGES:  Hey, how's the king of property crimes?  My socks keep disappearing in 
the dryer.  You want to tackle that one?

NICK:  What are you doing with the cup from my Zamesca scene?

HODGES:  That's not your cup.  It's from Catherine and Warrick's 420.

NICK:  They found the same kind of cup at their scene?

HODGES:  Same everything.  Watch the news lately?

(Nick doesn’t like it.  He turns and leaves the lab.)  

HODGES:  (calls out)  Hey, what about my socks?  They're not gonna find 
themselves.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – BALLISTICS LAB -- DAY]  

(Keppler slips into the Ballistics Lab and heads for the counter.  He glances 
around, then looks through the stack of file folders.)  

(Bobby Dawson returns to the lab.)  

BOBBY DAWSON:  Uh, excuse me.  Uh, what are you doing?

(Keppler shakes Bobby’s hand.)  

KEPPLER:  Hi, Mike Keppler.  Sorry, didn't get a chance to introduce myself 
before I, uh, invaded your lab.

BOBBY DAWSON:  Uh, well, can I help you with something?

KEPPLER:  Yeah, I'm looking for the ballistics on Holstein.

BOBBY DAWSON:  Uh, yeah, just about to run them.

KEPPLER:  Great.  Mind if I sit in?

(Bobby sits down at the counter and runs the ballistics.  Keppler stands behind 
Bobby, then leans in close to watch the search over Bobby’s shoulder.)

(The search stops:  NO MATCH.)  

BOBBY DAWSON:  Bullet that killed Holstein was a nine-mill, same caliber as 
Zamesca, but no match.  Killer could have used a different gun.  

KEPPLER:  Thanks, Bobby.  See you later.

(Keppler leaves.)  

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) – NIGHT]



[INT. CSI – FORENSIC AUTOPSY -- NIGHT]  

(Nick walks in as Robbins is sewing up the body.)  

NICK:  Hey, Doc.

ROBBINS:  Hey, Nick.

NICK:  Want you to catch me up with Catherine and Warrick.

ROBBINS:  I haven't seen them.

NICK:  Where's the body from their 420?

ROBBINS:  Uh, it hasn't come in yet.  It was a mortuary pickup.  

NICK:  Who's this?

ROBBINS:  It's Monique Carter.  Heroin addict, got whacked on the head.

(Nick notices the Scorpio sign tattoo on the inner forearm.)

(Quick flash to:  [PHOTO]  The photo of Zamesca with the girl with the same 
tattoo on her inner forearm.  End of flash.)  

NICK:  She involved with Catherine's 420?

ROBBINS:  If she was, nobody told me.

NICK:  Will you send me a photo of this tattoo?  And when the body comes in at 
the mortuary, will you give me a call?

ROBBINS:  I'll get right on it.

(Nick leaves.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – GARAGE -- NIGHT]  

(Sara dusts the steering wheel of Monique’s car.  Greg is working on the 
passenger side.)  

SARA:  Seat's been pushed all the way back.

GREG:  Manager said he saw a guy driving.

(Greg finds an envelope under the chair.  It’s addressed to:  
     MS. MONIQUE CARTER
     32 POINT VIEW LANE
     LAS VEGAS, NV  89102

(He opens and reads the letter.  From what we see, the letter reads:  
     On behalf of the Board of – 
     writing you to inform you of your --
     attempts to have you resolve the unpaid --
     informed 4 months ago, you would be dropped – 
     ineligible status if payment was not made. – 
     outstanding amount of $8,342.00 is paid. -- 

GERG:  She was a lawyer.  Suspended for failure to pay her Bar Association dues.

SARA:  Lose all that to drugs, you gotta be in a lot of pain.

GREG:  Or you think you're too smart to get addicted.

(Nick walks in.) 

NICK:  You guys seen Catherine around?  She's not answering her cell phone.

SARA:  Mm-mm.

NICK:  Anything from your scene link back to Zamesca?

SARA:  No. Why?

NICK:  Because I think your DB's the unidentified woman in the photo I found.

SARA:  Really?

(Nick nods.  He looks down and notices the foam in the cut in the front seat 
upholstery.  Nick kneels.)  

NICK:  And, excuse me, we found this same type of material at the Zamesca scene.  
If we can match it back to this car ... you could place the car at the scene.  
And Simon behind the wheel.

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – BREAKROOM -- NIGHT]  

(Catherine meets with Keppler and Warrick.)  

CATHERINE:  Got a partial print off the straw from the soda cup.  AFIS hit Edwin 
Dennison, aka "Rat.”

(She hands the photo to Warrick.)  

(Quick flash to:  Dennison sips from the straw.) 

WARRICK:  Small-time drug dealer with a big-time rap sheet.

KEPPLER:  Well, I'll get Brass to bring him in, huh?  Nice work.

(Warrick hands Keppler the file folder.  Keppler gets up and heads out of the 
room.  Nick walks in.)

NICK:  I just connected Sara's vic to Simon.

(Keppler stops.  Nick turns around and motions Keppler back into the room.)  

NICK:  Yeah, you might want to hear this.

KEPPELR:  What's the connection?

NICK:  Well, I think, that Simon was driving her BMW to meet Zamesca.

CATHERINE:  Nick, we got a print from the Holstein case.  Street dealer.  We're 
bringing him in now.  And he looks dirty for Zamesca, too.

(Catherine gets up and walks past Nick.  Warrick notes the brush-off.  Nick 
turns and looks at Warrick.  Something’s going on.)  

(Catherine walks down the hall with Keppler.)  

CATHERINE:  Excuse me.  I grew up in this town.  I know about playing the odds.  
You are gambling with my team.

KEPPLER:  We talked about the risk going in.  It's not like we can quit now.

CATHERINE:  I'm not quitting.  But I don't like it.  And I hate lying to my 
guys.

CUT TO:  



[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT – HALLWAY -- NIGHT]  

(The officers bring Edwin “Rat” Dennison in through the hallway in handcuffs.  
The press are there snapping photos.)  

(Brass follows Dennison.)  

REPORTER:  Mr. Dennison, could we have a comment?  
REPORTER:  Is this relating to the ...

(They walk out of the hallway.  Undersheriff Jeff McKeen enters the waiting room 
where the reporters are gathered.)  

JEFF MCKEEN: Good afternoon.  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – BREAK ROOM – NIGHT -- CONTINUOUS]

(In the breakroom, Nick is eating and watching the press conference on the 
television.) 

JEFF MCKEEN:  (from tv)  The Las Vegas Police Department has successfully 
apprehended a suspect, one Edwin Dennison, who's confessed of multiple 
homicides, including that of Assemblyman Danilo Zamesca.

(The caption on the set reads:  
     UNDERSHERIFF MCKEEN PRESS CONFERENCE
     ASSEMBLYMAN ZAMESCA’S MURDERER ARRESTED  )

(Nick definitely doesn’t like this.)  

JEFF MCKEEN:  (from tv)  Mr. Dennison admitted to luring Mr. Zamesca to a remote 
location, while seeking his help to escape the drug trade.  When Mr. Zamesca 
encouraged him to surrender to police, Mr. Dennison shot him.  He later shot Mr. 
Holstein during a dispute over a drug deal.

(Nick is more than pissed.  He throws the remainder of his sandwich away and 
heads out of the breakroom.)  

JEFF MCKEEN:  (from tv)  I'd like to say how very proud I am of the swift and 
efficient work done that my department has done in tracking down and 
apprehending this dangerous criminal ...

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – BALLISTICS LAB -- NIGHT]  

(Keppler enters the Ballistics Lab and finds Warrick working on the bullet.)  

KEPPLER:  You know that Dawson guy gets kind of uptight when people touch his 
stuff.

WARRICK:  Well, the Holstein scene bullet was fired from the same gun that you 
found in Rat's car.

(Quick flash to:  Keppler fires the bullet in the Ballistics Lab.) 

(Cut to:  Catherine tosses the bullet into the front seat of the car.)

(End of flashback.  Resume to present.)  

KEPPLER:  Done deal.

WARRICK:  I'm not so sure.  If this bullet went through the window and a guy's 
head ... it would have pieces of glass and bits of bone in it.

(Quick CGI flash of:  A gun fires.  The bullet breaks through the glass and goes 
through the person’s brain.  It comes out the other side and falls onto the 
front seat of the car – a mess.)  

(End of CGI flash.)

WARRICK:  This hollow point's clean.  There's no sand-blasted effect.

KEPPLER:  Hmm.  The DNA sample yet, might have been cleaned already.

WARRICK:  There's still blood on it.

KEPPLER:  I see your point.  Maybe autopsy will show something.

(Keppler turns and leaves the lab.  Warrick notes he doesn’t appear concerned at 
all.)

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – EVIDENCE LOCKER -- NIGHT]  

(Nick is looking for the evidence in the Holstein case.  Catherine walks past 
and stops in the room.)  

CATHERINE:  Hey, Nick.  

NICK:  I can't find the evidence in the Holstein case.

CATHERINE:  What do you want it for?

NICK:  Because that guy who confessed to killing Zamesca didn't do it.  
Sheriff's jumping the gun.

CATHERINE:  We have evidence and a confession.  You can't just come in here and 
take over my case.  

NICK:  Is there a reason you don't want me to see that file, Catherine?

CATHERINE:  Nick, as your supervisor, I'm ordering you to back off.

(Catherine turns and leaves.  Nick definitely doesn’t like it at all.)  

CUT TO:  



[EXT. SIDEWALK -- NIGHT]  

(Greg opens the door for Sara.  They exit the building.)  

SARA:  (to Greg)  Thanks.

(They join Nick and Warrick, who are already waiting outside.)  

SARA:  Uh, it's freezing.  Why are we having a meeting outside?

NICK:  'Cause Catherine and Keppler are in there.

GREG:  What, have you guys been listening to Hodges?

NICK:  No, and this isn't about Keppler being IA anyway.  This is about 
Catherine having a false confession and standing by it.

WARRICK:  You'd better be able to back that one up, man.

NICK:  Zamesca knew Sara’s and Greg's vic.  He's dead, she's dead, same drugs 
are found at both scenes, and then ... those same drugs showed up at your crime 
scene?

WARRICK:  Could have come from the same supplier. 

GREG:  We see that all the time.  I don't think it's a coincidence.

SARA:  (hesitates, voice lowers)  You know, Catherine ... (glances behind her)  
... Catherine ordered Henry to step out of his lab without putting drug evidence 
away.

GREG:  Why would she do that?

WARRICK:  I did see Keppler checking out Zamesca's file yesterday.  I didn't 
think anything strange about it then, but now ...

(Sara again looks around.)  

SARA:  Okay, so ... maybe there is an IA investigation.

(Nick doesn’t want to say it.)  

NICK:  I can't find the Holstein evidence.

SARA:  What?

(Nick nods.)  

WARRICK:  Catherine put it in a temporary locker.

NICK:  Yeah.  Why didn't she put it where it belongs?

WARRICK:  The Holstein bullet was a little bit too clean, and Keppler didn't 
seem at all concerned about it.  He said that we would see at autopsy.

NICK:  Well, it's kind of hard to have an autopsy when you don't have a body, 
man.  I talked to Doc Robbins; he's still trying to track it down.  And the 
mortuary has no record of Catherine's phone call whatsoever.

SARA:  Do we have access to any of the Holstein evidence?

WARRICK:  We got the car.

(Warrick remembers something.)  

WARRICK:  Catherine sent it to the impound.

GREG:  Well, at least we know where it is.

NICK:  All right, that's it.  We're a team now, the four of us.  We can't trust 
Catherine and we can't trust Keppler.  I'm serious.  I'm gonna run with this 
one.

WARRICK:  (nods)  I'll run with you.

(Nick slaps Warrick’s shoulder.  He knew he could count on him.)  

WARRICK:  (to Sara)  You?

(Sara looks at Nick as she weighs it.  Then --  

SARA:  I'm in.

(They turn and look at Greg.)  

(Greg nods.)  

(Nick nods.  It’s settled.  He heads inside.)  

FADE OUT.

(COMMERCIAL SET)  



FADE IN:  

[EXT. LVPD IMPOUND LOT 17 -- NIGHT]  

(A tow truck exits the open gate.  Nick walks in.  The lot attendant turns and 
sees Nick.  He tries to stop him.)  

LOT ATTENDANT:  Hey.  Hey, you!

NICK:  Try to stop me and I'll have you put in jail.

(The lot attendant backs off.  Nick heads over to the car.  He cuts the seal 
open.)  

(Nick opens the car door and checks the blood spatter on the seats, on the door 
and on the inside car window.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – GRISSOM’S OFFICE -- NIGHT]  

(Sara is in Grissom ‘s office.  The box delivered to him from 7X11, “Leaving Las 
Vegas,” is still on his desk.  Sara slides some magazines on his desk closer to 
her and toward the top drawer.  She opens the desk drawer, reaches under the 
small animal skull and pulls out a key.  In one smooth movement, she tucks the 
key under the magazines and things, closes the desk drawer and heads out.)  

(We linger on the large unopened box on Grissom’s desk.)  

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LVPD IMPOUND LOT 17 -- NIGHT]  

(Nick is on the phone.)  

WARRICK:  (from phone)  Brown.

NICK:  (to phone)  Hey, Warrick, it's Nick.  When is the last time you found 
high-velocity exit spatter with no brain and no bone?

WARRICK:  (from phone)  Never.

INTERCUT WITH:  

[INT. CSI – EVIDENCE (TEMPORARY) LOCKER -- NIGHT]  

(Sara knocks on the door and walks in.)  

NICK:  Got the evidence yet?

WARRICK: You know what?  Sara's here.  And she has the key.  Got to go.

(Sara shows Warrick the key.  She’s still hesitant about all of this.)  

SARA:  You know. I really hate deceiving people because, eventually, you get what you give.

WARRICK:  I hate being deceived.

(Sara unlocks the door and she opens it.  Inside are two boxes marked HOLSTEIN.)  

WARRICK:  Yes.

(Warrick grabs the first box and heads back to the table.)  

WARRICK:  All right.

(Sara reaches for the second box.)  

WARRICK:  Anything I collected, we ignore.

(Warrick cuts the seal.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – TRACE LAB -- NIGHT]  

(Nick is in Trace processing his own samples.  He runs several samples through 
the machines.)  

(Hodges returns.)

HODGES:  You running your own samples?  Smart, considering that you're the odds-
on favorite in the IA pool.

NICK:  There's a pool now?

HODGES:  Oh, yeah.

NICK:  Who's number two?

HODGES:  That would be me.

NICK: Number three?

HODGES:  Grissom.

(The machine beeps.  Hodges reaches for the printout, but Nick stops him.  
Hodges backs off.  He tries to look at it, but Nick folds it in half.  Nick leaves the lab.)  

(When Nick leaves, Hodges presses REPRINT on the printer.  The printer reprints 
the results.)

     OPERATOR:  HODGES
     ACQUIRED:  01/25/07  14:39
     INSTRUMENT:  GC/MS Ins

(The results for whatever Nick was processing show ETHYLENEDIAMINE TETRA-ACETIC 
ACID “EDTA”.)

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – LAB -- NIGHT]  

(Warrick places the driver’s window glass on the table.  He examines it and 
finds something.  Nick walks in.)  

NICK:  How's it going in here?

WARRICK:  This glass wasn't shot out.  Take a look at that.

(Warrick steps aside to let Nick look through the magnifying glass.)  

NICK:  Spark plug?

WARRICK:  The only mark a spark plug makes is a nick at the center.  Now, who 
would know about that?  

NICK:  Crooks.  And cops.  And, hey, get this.  The blood found in Holstein's 
car had high levels of EDTA.  Anti-coagulant.

WARRICK:  Means the blood didn't come from his head; it came from his arm.

NICK:  That means this crime scene was staged.

WARRICK:  Well, if Keppler is IA, Catherine can't tell us anything if she wanted 
to.

NICK:  Yeah, if this is all IA BS, then why would they play it out in the press?

WARRICK:  Maybe Brass can help us out.  

CUT TO:  



[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT – HALLWAY -- NIGHT]  

(Warrick enters the hallway.  He sees Brass exit his office.  Warrick starts 
toward Brass and starts to call out to him, but stops.)  

(Keppler steps out of Brass’s office and they talk.)

(Warrick watches them for a moment.  They appear to be on the same page and very friendly.)

(Brass and Keppler both turn and look at Warrick.)  

(Warrick backs away and leaves without speaking to Brass.  Brass walks over to 
the group of officers in the hallway.)  

BRASS:  Let's roll.

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) – NIGHT]



[INT. STRIP CLUB -- NIGHT]  

(Thomas Simon is back and is talking with someone.  Brass and some officers walk 
into the strip club.)  

OFFICER MITCHELL:  (to radio)  I got a 20 on Simon, right here.

(Thomas Simon looks up.)  

BRASS:  (loudly)  Thomas Simon, you're under arrest!  You two -- step over there.

(The girl and the man Thomas Simon was with leave.  The overhead music stops.)  

THOMAS SIMON:  Is there a problem, Detective?

BRASS:  A problem?  We're charging you with the murder of Danilo Zamesca.

THOMAS SIMON:  You already got a guy for that murder.  I saw it on the news.

BRASS:  Well, it's good to meet an informed citizen.

(Officer Mitchell finds a gun.)  

OFFICER MITCHELL:  Nine-millimeter.

BRASS:  Get him out of here.

(Officer Mitchell pulls a handcuffed Thomas Simon out with him.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT – HALLWAY -- NIGHT]  

(Keppler and Jeff McKeen stand outside in the hallway.  Inside the interview 
room, Catherine and Brass talk with Thomas Simon and the lawyers.)  

WOMAN:  Even your own district attorney said she wasn't aware.

MAN:  There's no way you'll get a jury to believe this evidence wasn't 
fabricated.

WOMAN:  We’re done here.

(She stands up and heads out.  She slows and looks at Jeff McKeen as she passes him.)

(The team of attorneys leaves.  Brass steps out into the hallway and sighs.)  

JEFF MCKEEN:  All right.  Which one of you screwed this up?

BRASS:  I'm looking at him.  You dropped the ball, man.  You never cleared this 
operation with the DA, and now, she says she can't tell fact from fiction.  
She's not going to file charges against Simon.

JEFF MCKEEN:  She's a tight-ass.  I told her what I thought she needed to know.

BRASS:  Did you hear what I said?  Now, what are you going to tell the sheriff?

(Jeff McKeen turns and leaves.)  

CUT TO:  



[INT. CSI – BREAKROOM -- NIGHT]  

(Catherine and Keppler talk with Nick, Warrick, Greg and Sara.)  

KEPPLER:  It's called reverse forensics.

GREG:  Reverse forensics?

CATHERINE:  Simon had to believe it when he saw it on the news.

KEPPLER:  He was a fugitive.  The only way to get him to show his face was to 
make him think he was off the hook.

WARRICK:  And your only option was to fabricate evidence and make me process it?

GREG:  How could you think that we wouldn't figure it out?  It's kind of what we do.

CATHERINE: I understand how you all feel.  I am sorry.  I did not have a choice.

NICK: We trust you with our lives, Catherine.  You could have trusted us with this.

CATHERINE:  Sara?

SARA: If I have something to say to you, Catherine, I'm gonna say it in private.  No offense.

CATHERINE:  Okay, look.  We can still get Simon.  He only walked on Zamesca.  He drove Monique Carter's vehicle out into the desert.  Nick's established that.  
Did he kill her, too?

(Nick looks away and shakes his head.)  

CUT TO:  



[EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) – NIGHT]



[INT. CSI – HALLWAY – NIGHT]

(Greg shares his findings with Catherine.)  

GREG: Three calls were made from Monique's cell phone to Simon's strip club after she died.

CATHERINE:  There's another half a dozen calls to Hugh Griffin, Bud Small, Frank 
Townsend.  All known associates.

GREG:  He was using her phone to do business, thinking it was safe.

(Quick flash to:  [APARTMENT]  Thomas Simon is on the cell phone as Monique’s dead body is on the floor.)  

GREG:  (v.o.)   Oh, yeah, the last call  was made to his wife's cell.

END OF FLASH.
CUT TO:  



[INT. MONIQUE’S APARTMENT -- NIGHT]  

(The door opens.  Nick and Sara)  

NICK:  What hasn't been cleaned?

(Nick looks around and heads for the kitchen.)  

SARA:  Furniture.

NICK:  If Simon was hiding out here for a couple of weeks, he had to eat, sleep 
and use the bathroom.  So, what did the cleaners miss?

(Sara takes out the crime scene photos and compares it to the room.)  

SARA:  There used to be a pillow here.  Maybe ... he slept on the couch.  I'm 
going to pull some hair 'cause you never know.

NICK:  We'd have to get a court order to compel a DNA sample from Simon.  That 
takes time.  Brass can only stall this guy's release for a couple hours, you know.

(Sara does a tape lift and finds a lot of hairs.)  

SARA:  Yeah, it's going to take days to sort through these.

(Nick sighs and looks under the sofa cushions.  He finds a bedsheet.  He lifts 
the cushion and finds the handle.  He smiles at Sara.)  

NICK:  Sara.

SARA:  It's a pullout.

(Sara dusts the handle for prints as Nick watches.)  

CUT TO:  


[INT. CSI – PRINT LAB]

(Nick is running the print through the database.  He finds a POSITIVE MATCH for:  

     THOMAS SIMON
     DOB:  JULY 21, 1972
     AGE:  34     HEIGH:  5’8”
     WEIGHT:  147 LBS     EYES:  BLUE
     RACE:  CAUCASIAN     SEX:  MALE
     HAIR:  BROWN
     LAST KNOWN ADDRESS:  
          431 DADSCELL CT.
          LAS VEGAS, NV  89117

CUT TO:  

[INT. CSI – BALLISTICS LAB]  

(Keppler takes Simon’s gun out of the box as Warrick watches.  He removes the 
cartridge and finds blood and hair stuck to the bottom.)  

(He shows it to Warrick.)

(Quick flashback to:  Monique fights with Thomas Simon.

MONIQUE CARTER:  (screams)  Give me something.  You better give me something!

(He hits her on the head with his gun.  She falls to the floor.)

INSERT:  PHOTO OF MONIQUE’S POST-MORTEM SHAVED IMPACT INJURY

(Simon injects Monique’s arm with the drug.)

END OF FLASHBACK.

CUT TO: [INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT – HALLWAY – NIGHT] (Officer Mitchell escorts Thomas Simon down the hallway. Brass steps out right in front of them.) RADIO HOST: (v.o.) Welcome back to the voice of Las Vegas, KWMS radio. Today, Thomas Simon, alleged drug kingpin, was charged with the slaying of former attorney Monique Carter. (Officer Mitchell pulls Thomas Simon off to the side hallway as Brass watches.) RADIO HOST: (v.o.) Ms. Carter and Assemblyman Zamesca were classmates in law school, and police are continuing to investigate the link between the two crimes. CUT TO: [EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) – NIGHT] [INT. RESTAURANT -- NIGHT] (Catherine and Keppler talk.) KEPPLER: So I dig up a ghost. I know he has a son who was killed by drug dealers, she's being killed by drugs. He's got a savior complex, so I use her to lure him out into the desert. It’s why I drive her car. So he'll recognize it, feel safe. CATHERINE: You are aware that you talk about the killer in the first person? KEPPLER: That's the point, isn't it? Clouds my judgment to identify with the victims. Our job is to catch killers. (sighs) Guess it helps me to think like one. CUT TO: [INT. CSI – HALLWAY -- NIGHT] (Warrick and Nick step out from the locker room into the hallway. Warrick is carrying his bag while Nick is putting his jacket on.) WARRICK: You want to, uh, get a drink or something? (Nick starts down the hallway.) NICK: Nah. No, I'm, I'm tired. I'm going home. WARRICK: Nick. Nick! (Nick stops and turns to look at Warrick.) WARRICK: (quietly) Let it go, man. (Nick doesn’t say anything. He turns and leaves.) (We hold on Warrick. After a beat, Warrick turns and leaves as well.) RADIO HOST: (v.o.) Tonight we're talking about anti-drug legislation sponsored by the late Assemblyman Danilo Zamesca. It was passed into law today by the Nevada State Legislature. Tony from Seven Hills, you're on the air. FADE TO BLACK.
THE END.

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Titepau04 (10:27)

J'ai pas commencé grand chose... et toi?

Sonmi451 (10:28)

Moi si ça va, j'ai avancé d'un seul coup cette semaine. ^^

Sonmi451 (10:28)

Il me reste l'homme et mon grand.

Sonmi451 (10:28)

Et tu as commencé les décos?

Titepau04 (10:29)

C'est cool ça!!!

Titepau04 (10:29)

Non... non plus!!! Faut que je m'y mette !!!

Sonmi451 (10:31)

Moi je commence tout juste et maintenant que j'ai un balcon, faut que je trouve aussi ce qu'il faut pour le décorer. ^^

Titepau04 (10:32)

Ahah!! Ça fait encore plus de travail

Sonmi451 (10:33)

c'est ça, je pense prendre une guirlande électrique et un père noel qui monte me rendre visite. ^^

Sonmi451 (10:33)

et sinon tu as attaqué l'hypnonoel?

Titepau04 (10:38)

Ah j'aime pas ça.... on dirait qu'il est pendu le pauvre père Noël....

Titepau04 (10:38)

Oui j'ai commencé!! Et toi?

Sonmi451 (10:39)

Non c'est une echelle pour celui que j'ai vu. ^^

Sonmi451 (10:40)

Non moi pas encore, je sais pas si je vais trouver du temps. Tu as bien avancé sur cette animation toi?

Titepau04 (10:41)

J'en suis à 30 questions

Sonmi451 (10:42)

Ha ouais pas mal! Tu me donneras tes paquets cadeaux

Titepau04 (10:42)

Ah non mais non!!! Dis donc!!! ^^

Sonmi451 (10:46)

Rooo mais faut partager, c'est ça l'esprit de noel.

Titepau04 (10:47)

Non non non!!! Je me creuse les méninges, moi Madame, pour les avoir!!!

Sonmi451 (10:48)

creuse pas trop, c'est un coup, à ne plus avoir de méninges. ^^

Titepau04 (10:50)

J'en ai déjà plus beaucoup.... vive la grossesse!! LOL!

Sonmi451 (10:54)

lol

Sonmi451 (10:54)

Ha la grossesse, ça fait des ravages. lol D'où je m'arrête à deux vaut mieux mdr

Titepau04 (10:58)

On se comprend!!!

Sonmi451 (11:03)

Surtout que moi à la base, des méninges, j'en ai pas bcp alors imagine... ou pas d'ailleurs, vaudra mieux. lol

Titepau04 (11:05)

LOL!!! J'en ai perdu en travaillant dans une centrale d'appels aussi.... pfiouuuu

Sonmi451 (11:08)

On en a perd un peu partout. lol Mais on les retrouve jamais. lol

Titepau04 (11:09)

Non c'est bien le problème!

Sonmi451 (11:10)

Et si d'autres les volaient pour les utiliser mais penses-tu même pas. lol

Sonmi451 (11:21)

Je te laisse, le repas de bébé est demandé par l'intéresser. Bon week end si on se recroise pas.

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