CSI: MIAMI
1X06: BROKEN
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON CBS: 10/28/2002
TRANSCRIBED FROM DVD
Written by: ILDY MODROVICH & LAURENCE WALSH
Directed by: DERAN SARAFIAN
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SUMMARY: The team investigates the murder of a little girl in the bathroom of a
playland facility. Following the evidence leads them to more dead bodies ...
and one pedophile on the loose.
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CSI: MIAMI
1X06: BROKEN
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COLD OPEN:
[EXT. VARIOUS MIAMI CITY (STOCK) -- DAY]
[EXT. ZANY TOWN (STOCK) - DAY]
(Parents and children head for the indoor children's gaming center.)
[INT. ZANY TOWN - MAIN PLAY AREA -- DAY]
(Children are eating lunch and having a party.)
WOMAN OVER MIKE: (o.s.) Make a wish!
(The Zany Town Chicken walks up to a woman. Children play in the ball cage
while parents watch on the side.)
(Ruthie Crighton, a blonde-haired little girl, stands up in the cage and raises
her arms over her head.)
RUTHIE CRIGHTON: Mommy, see? Do you see?
(Her mommy sits at her table nearby watching Ruthie.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: Yeah, I saw you. I saw you.
(Ruthie climbs out of the cage and runs around toward her mom. There's a brief
moment, when Mrs. Crighton can't see Ruthie -- then Ruthie reaches the tables.
Mrs. Crighton kneels down in front of her daughter.)
RUTHIE CRIGHTON: Mommy, I'm hot.
MRS. CRIGHTON: Okay, all right. You having a good time?
(Mrs. Crighton unzips Ruthie's pink sweater and helps her take it off.)
RUTHIE CRIGHTON: Yeah.
MRS. CRIGHTON: All right. Back you go.
(Ruthie runs to join the games. She climbs down the stairs to the main game
area. Mrs. Crighton keeps a sharp eye on her. Again, there's a brief moment,
when Ruthie is out of view before she climbs into the cage again.)
(Ruthie ducks under the plastic balls near the edge of the cage so her mom can't
see her.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: Ruthie, stay where I can see you.
(Ruthie pops up.)
RUTHIE CRIGHTON: Okay.
(Ruthie goes back to playing in the cage.)
(On the floor, a boy's toy truck rolls toward Mrs. Crighton and bumps her on the
foot.)
BOY: (o.s.) Oh, my truck, my truck!
(Mrs. Crighton looks down, turns the truck around and pushes it back to the
little boy off screen.)
(Mrs. Crighton straightens and looks for Ruthie in the cage. She doesn't see
her. She sees other children and their parents, but no Ruthie.)
(Mrs. Crighton looks around the play area. She turns when she sees a little
blonde-haired girl pop up inside the cage.)
LITTLE GIRL: Mommy!
(The little girl heads to the side where her mother lifts her out of the cage.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: Ruthie?
(There's no answer. Mrs. Crighton leaves her table and heads for the cage.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: Ruthie?
(She doesn't see her daughter inside the play cage.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: Ruthie!
(Mrs. Crighton climbs into the cage. She still doesn't see any sign of Ruthie.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: Ruthie!
(Mrs. Crighton sweeps through the cage looking for her daughter. She looks
around the play area and starts to panic.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: Ruthie!
(She climbs out of the cage and looks around desperately for her daughter. An
employee sees her.)
WORKER: Lady, what's wrong?
MRS. CRIGHTON: I can't find my baby.
(His reaction is immediate. The worker runs and hits the nearest alarm.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: Ruthie!
(The alarm blares loudly through the facility. Metal bars fall and lock on all
the doors and exits.)
(The parents and children inside the facility stop playing.)
(A security officer physically locks the exit doors. The children and parents
who want to leave the facility are stopped at the door.)
SECURITY OFFICER: Hold it.
SECURITY OFFICER: Hold it right there.
(Mrs. Crighton stands in front of the cage trying not to cry. Other parents
hold their children close to them.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: (yells) Ruthie, where are you?
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - FRONT ENTRANCE / MAIN PLAY AREA - DAY - LATER]
(Detective Bernstein leads Horatio into the facility. The officers near the
door shut the front doors when they enter.)
DET. BERNSTEIN: Ruthie Crighton, five years old. Paramedics just pronounced.
She was found by an employee in the handicapped bathroom.
HORATIO: Nobody leaves.
DET. BERNSTEIN: Mother lost a child here. (He points to the cage.) To get to
the bathroom the guy had to go past the arcade past the food court ... (He
points to the area where the parents and children are gathered.) ... and past
who knows how many people.
HORATIO: This place is a buffet for these creeps. Where is she?
DET. BERNSTEIN: (points) In the back.
(Horatio follows.)
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - BATHROOM - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Camera starts at the entrance of the handicapped bathroom looking in through
the door. In the center of the floor is a little blonde-haired girl. She has a
dark shirt over her dress and pants pooled at her feet.)
(Horatio lingers in the doorway looking at the little girl on the floor. He
takes a step into the bathroom. He takes note of the trash bin, the sink and
the toilet. His gaze returns to the dead little girl.)
(Horatio turns around and leaves.)
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - MAIN PLAY AREA - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Det. Bernstein and Horatio stand on the side looking at the small crowd of
parents and children.)
DET. BERNSTEIN: Fifty witnesses.
HORATIO: (corrects) Hmm ... fifty suspects.
FLASH TO WHITE:
END OF TEASER.
ROLL TITLE CREDITS
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. VARIOUS MIAMI CITY (STOCK) - DAY]
[EXT. ZANY TOWN - FRONT - DAY]
(A Police car rushes forward, siren blaring. The CSI Vehicles pull up in front
of the facility. Officers are putting up crime scene tape around the facility.)
(Various cuts of the movement going on outside.)
[INT. ZANY TOWN - FRONT - DAY]
(Horatio waits at the front as the rest of his team arrives. The doors close
behind them.)
HORATIO: Welcome to the next forty-eight hours of your life ladies and
gentlemen.
(Horatio picks up his own kit and starts issuing assignments.)
HORATIO: Eric, first, let's extend this inner perimeter from the playground to
the rear bathroom. Speed, photograph everything, please ... Calleigh, let's
check into the surveillance system right here.
(Speedle looks around, then leaves.)
CALLEIGH: When and where was the victim last seen.
HORATIO: Exactly right. Live-scan every finger including children, and let's
look at that videotape. Let's trace the victim's path. Maybe the killer took
the same one, okay? Good.
(Delko and Calleigh leave.)
HORATIO: Ready?
MEGAN: Right behind you.
HORATIO: Let's go.
(Horatio and Megan head toward the back.)
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - BATHROOM - DAY - CONTINUOUS]
(Horatio kneels down next to the body and shines the light near the body. He
sees something on the floor.)
HORATIO: We have what appears to be glitter in the northwest quad.
(Camera Close-up of the glitter.)
(Megan stands near the door taking notes.)
MEGAN: Path cleared?
HORATIO: Door to the body, right there.
(Horatio follows the path with his flashlight. Megan takes notes. We see
Detective Bernstein standing behind Megan out in the hallway.)
(Megan notices the clothes on Ruthie. We also see that her hair has been cut,
the locks left abandoned on the floor near her head.)
(Megan hands the clipboard to Det. Bernstein.)
MEGAN: Thanks.
(She grabs her kit.)
MEGAN: Cut hair ... boys' clothes ...
(She walks toward the body.)
HORATIO: It's like he was disguising her, maybe to smuggle her out.
(Quick flash of: [BATHROOM] The kidnapper cuts Ruthie's hair short. Sounds of
a shutter clicking sounds over and over again. He puts the shirt on her.)
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
(Megan snaps a photo of Ruthie's hand. She snaps a second photo of Ruthie's
face.)
HORATIO: That means that he didn't plan to kill her here, doesn't it?
(Megan kneels next to the body.)
MEGAN: He was going to take her with him.
HORATIO: Something stopped the plan, didn't it? Maybe she was screaming
(Megan focuses the next camera shot on the bandaid on Ruthie's arm. She snaps
the photo.)
HORATIO: Maybe the alarm system here in the store.
MEGAN: If it was the alarms we could have a fish in the net.
(Horatio tears off a piece of tape.)
HORATIO: Not a fish. A shark.
CUT TO:
[EXT. ZANY TOWN - FRONT - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Speedle steps out of the facility. He ducks under the crime scene tape and
scans the crowd and facility outside.)
(Cut to: Speedle stands out to the side of the building and snaps photos of the
back storage door. An officer accompanies him. He snaps photos of how the
storage door doesn't close completely to the ground.)
(He takes a couple of steps and snaps photos of the security system keypad.)
(He walks up to the storage door and tries it. It doesn't move.)
SPEEDLE: It's locked solid.
OFFICER: Yeah, it's a storage room.
(Speedle looks up at the top of the door.)
SPEEDLE: Does this lead into Zany Town?
OFFICER: No. No public access.
CUT TO:
[EXT. ZANY TOWN - FRONT - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Calleigh walks with the Store Manager as she questions him about his security.)
CALLEIGH: You have gates, so you must have protocol.
STORE MANAGER: (stutters) Uh, each em ... em..., uh ...
CALLEIGH: employee.
STORE MANAGER: ... Employee checks out a different section of the store.
CALLEIGH: I noticed stamps on people's hands.
(The Store Manager stops walking.)
STORE MANAGER: (upset) My own kids come here.
CALLEIGH: Okay. I'm going to need you to calm down 'cause I need your help.
Can you tell me about the stamps?
STORE MANAGER: (stutters) K-k-k-K ... k-stamp, k-stamp.
CALLEIGH: Kid check, kid check. You match the stamp on each child's hand to
the stamp on the accompanying adult?
STORE MANAGER: Uh-huh.
CALLEIGH: Okay, that's great.
(They continue walking.)
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - MAIN PLAY AREA -- DAY]
(The crowd inside is tired and getting loud. Delko and Speedle head for the
crowd of parents and children.)
DELKO: I don't even know how we're going to start this.
(Speedle and Delko stand at the edge of the food court area. Speedle holds up
his badge and addresses the crowd.)
SPEEDLE: (loudly) All right, people. Listen up. We're crime scene
investigators. This is a very serious situation. We're going to need your full
cooperation. I need everybody to stay with their families. Please watch your
children. This is Officer Delko. (Delko holds up his hand.) He's going to
take your fingerprints. I know you're all frightened and we're going to try to
get you home as fast as we can, okay? Thank you for your cooperation.
DELKO: Okay, I need everybody to just go ahead get behind me form a single-file
line. (The crowd slowly moves into position.) So, kids, please stay with your
parents. Parents, please, keep an eye on your children.
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - BATHROOM - DAY -- CONTINUOUS
(Megan looks around the bathroom.)
MEGAN: Northeast quad is clear. I'm going to dust.
(Horatio looks at the glitter on the floor and the small amount on Ruthie's
shirt.)
HORATIO: Glitter is Locard ...
(Close-up of the glitter on the shirt.)
HORATIO: ... but not from her clothes.
(Speedle walks into the bathroom. He looks at the dead little girl and
swallows.)
HORATIO: What'd you get?
SPEEDLE: Uh, automatic lock-up system. Windows barred doors gated. Storage
unit's on a keyed alarm. It's your basic kid playground turned into a high-
security prison.
HORATIO: What about a crime kit?
SPEEDLE: I've been overtly searching the crowd subtly checking it out and I
didn't see any abandoned bags or backpacks.
HORATIO: Well, maybe he stashed it. Ninety-nine percent of all violent
pedophiles are male. Speed, also add glitter transfer. Okay?
SPEEDLE: Yeah.
(Speedle leaves.)
(Horatio stands up and looks around the bathroom.)
HORATIO: This guy's a pro -- prior planning, no witnesses. He brought
everything he needed.
(Megan caps her fingerprint dust container. She puts it back in her kit.)
MEGAN: But he didn't get everything he wanted.
HORATIO: So he's probably very frustrated right now.
MEGAN: Means he's got to look for another victim.
HORATIO: Unless we get there first.
(Megan sighs. She hands a pair of goggles to Horatio.)
MEGAN: The clothes ... they've been worn. Where did he get them? From his own
family? Or more likely, he already had them.
(Horatio puts his goggles on. Megan turns on the ALS.)
HORATIO: You ready? Here we go.
(Horatio turns the light off. Megan checks the clothes.)
MEGAN: Affirmative on blood.
HORATIO: Recycled from his last victim.
(Horatio nods and turns the bathroom lights back on.)
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - MAIN PLAY AREA - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
DELKO: Hi.
(Delko continues to digitally fingerprint the adults and children.)
DELKO: All right. Step up, please. I think it's the last one, man.
(He presses the man's finger tip on the pad. It appears on the computer and
Delko logs it into the "Fingerprint Search Data Response Number 3485ab674".)
(He finds an ID on the person just fingerprinted. It reads:
{photo w/ #127429 99 20 5}
Anselmo Ibarra
Latino/Male
DOB: 10/23/67
Last Known Address:
301 W. Bayshore Lane
Miami, FL - Miami-Data, FL 33133
DOJ# 545398721
Prior Offenses:
Case# / Description / O.O.D. / Docket/#
#29839283 / D.U.I. / P. LeBlanc / Gonzales/#243
#20865425 / D.U.I. / N. Phillips / Whitman/#21
#32165254 / D.U.I. / B. Gheen / Pushkin/#302
#16523321 / D.U.I. / J. Dolovan / Suzuki/#67
#98762164 / D.U.I. / R. Nelson / Pirsig/#111
#65321545 / D.U.I. / T. Patterson / Miller/#198
(Delko reviews the record.)
DELKO: Okay, you're clear.
(A young, black man walks up to Delko past the woman next in line. He smiles at
Delko.)
LAW STUDENT: Excuse me.
SPEEDLE: Yeah, can I help you?
LAW STUDENT: Look, I'm a third-year law student from U. of M.
SPEEDLE: Congratulations.
LAW STUDENT: And I know that it's illegal for you guys to keep us here.
DELKO: You know what? You're right, actually, but as a human being, I think
you have an obligation to cooperate like everyone else. So why don't you get
back in line for me, okay? Thank you.
OFFICER: Come on, pal.
(The Officer leads the law student back to the line. Brad Repkin steps
forward.)
BRAD REPKIN: Hey, is that true? Can I go?
(Speedle looks at Brad's shirt and sees the glitter on the design. He slaps a
tape on the design to get some glitter.)
SPEEDLE: No. Look. No, you can't.
(He rips the tape off getting a glitter sample.)
(Camera close-up of the glitter stuck to the tape.)
SPEEDLE: You know why? Because NOW you're a suspect. Go ahead and get
comfortable ... legally.
OFFICER: Okay, let's go.
(An officer leads Brad Repkin to the back. Delko can't help but smile.)
SPEEDLE: (irritated) (sotto voce) Jackass.
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - BATHROOM - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Megan picks up the hair on the floor near Ruthie's hand. She puts it in an
envelope. She stands up.)
(Horatio examines the bathroom door lock.)
HORATIO: This lock is broken. So, how did he keep people out? There's nothing
... (He sees something on the floor.) ... Wait a minute.
(Horatio sees the "out of order" orange cone overturned and discarded on the
side.)
HORATIO: Look at this. "Out of order." This is how he secured his privacy.
(Quick flash of: Someone puts the "Out of Order" orange cone on the floor.
Ruthie is lead into the bathroom. The door closes. The cone is out blocking
the entrance.)
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
HORATIO: So, how ... did a grown man steal a five-year-old girl from a public
place and nobody noticed?
MEGAN: Maybe someone she trusted.
HORATIO: Could be.
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - OFFICE - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Mrs. Crighton stands in the office. She's crying as she waits. The door opens
and Horatio walks in.)
HORATIO: Mrs. Crighton ... you guys, um ... did you guys know anybody here?
Somebody she would have trusted?
(Mrs. Crighton shakes her head.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: No. She was too good for this earth. Like an angel from
heaven. (crying, desperate) Maybe that's not even her in that room. How can
you be so sure? Maybe she got out.
(She looks at Horatio. He holds her gaze, the truth is read easily in his
eyes.)
HORATIO: I'm sorry.
(Horatio notices the purple bunny stamp on Mrs. Crighton's hand.)
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - BATHROOM - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Open on the matching purple bunny stamp on the back of Ruthie's hand.)
(Quick flash to: [EARLIER] Upon their entrance to Zany Town, Ruthie gets her
hand stamped. She looks up at her mom.)
RUTHIE CRIGHTON: We're twins, mom!
(Mrs. Crighton smiles down at Ruthie.)
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
(Alexx puts Ruthie's hand down. She examines the body. She gently touches
Ruthie's hair, then turns Ruthie's head. She takes a breath.)
ALEXX: Facial edema and petechial hemorrhages indicate raised venous pressure
concurrent with asphyxia.
HORATIO: The blue around her lips looks so turquoise, Alexx.
(Alexx sticks her finger into Ruthie's mouth, opening it a little.)
ALEXX: A little deoxygenated hemoglobin is usually more purple blue. Cyanosis
coloring is really subjective. And, I mean, who knows under these lights.
HORATIO: Why no bruises?
ALEXX: Ecchymosis can take up to twenty-four hours to fully develop, but, yeah
we should see at least minimal erythema if she was strangled or ruptured
capillaries around her mouth if she was smothered and I see neither.
HORATIO: So how did he kill her?
(Det. Bernstein appears in the doorway.)
DET. BERNSTEIN: Don't shoot the messenger, Horatio, but the brass is leaning,
helicopters are starting to hover and reporters are starting to ...
HORATIO: Okay. Give me a minute, please.
(Det. Bernstein leaves.)
ALEXX: Horatio ...
HORATIO: Yeah?
ALEXX: Your killer took a souvenir.
HORATIO: How do you mean?
(Alexx looks at Horatio.)
ALEXX: Her underwear.
(He nods grimly.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. ZANY TOWN - FRONT - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Alexx accompanies the gurney out of the facility. Horatio steps outside also
to be met with a crowd of reporters.)
REPORTER: Lieutenant Caine ... what information have you learned so far?
REPORTER: Have you detained a suspect?
REPORTER: Can we get some questions over here?
REPORTER: Lieutenant Caine, is it true she was raped?
REPORTER: Is there any indication that the killer will strike again soon?
HORATIO: I'm not going to comment on evidence, but what I will say is that this
animal has provided us with a mountain of evidence and we will not sleep till
we've been all the way through it because we know that beneath that mountain
lies his grave. Thank you very much.
REPORTER: Lieutenant Caine, questions over here!
REPORTER: Lieutenant Caine, some questions!
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[INT. CSI - FORENSIC AUTOPSY -- DAY]
(The body is on the table. Alexx is on the phone.)
ALEXX: (on phone) Honey, I don't want you giving Tiger any more potato chips.
They're not good for kitties, okay? And have daddy read you a story tonight. No
TV. (pauses) Yeah. I love you, too, baby.
(She hangs up.)
(Alexx takes off Ruthie's shoes. The door opens. Megan walks in. She grabs a
coat from the hook.)
MEGAN: Hey, Alexx.
ALEXX: Hey.
(She slips the coat on.)
MEGAN: I got the results of the blue tinge on her lips - diglucose and
propylene glycol, aka: Good, old-fashioned candy.
ALEXX: Could be how he lured her.
(Quick flash of: [ZANY TOWN] Ruthie has her hand outstretched forward.)
MAN: Come on.
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
ALEXX: Not very inventive, but effective and sticky as hell.
(Alexx removes Ruthie's shoes. She brushes the hair away from Ruthie's head and
starts her exam. She finds something on the side of Ruthie's head.)
ALEXX: Whoa. Whoa. What's that?
MEGAN: A fingerprint?
(Megan and Alexx look at each other.)
SHORT TIME CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - FORENSIC AUTOPSY -- DAY]
(Megan is blow-drying the spot. She takes a special finger print magnetic
applicator and uses a special red powder. She dusts the area she wants to
check.)
(She picks up a special light and shines it on the area.)
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - SECURITY OFFICE - DAY]
(Open on the security tapes being viewed on the monitor. Calleigh is reviewing
the security tapes from Zany Town. She fast forwards through the tape on the
cage.)
(Cut to: Tape of Ruthie turning around in front of the mirror.)
(Cut to: Tape of Ruthie standing in the middle of the floor talking with
someone off screen. There is definitely someone there due to the shadow
movement.)
CALLEIGH: (to headset) She's talking to someone but whoever it is stayed off
camera.
(On the monitor, Calleigh watches footage of the back hallway. She sees Ruthie
holding someone's hand and walking through the hallway.)
CALLEIGH: (to headset) He must have surveilled the place. He knew how to stay
out of sight. Where are you?
HORATIO: (from headset) I'm walking towards the bathroom.
(Calleigh looks up at the security monitor.)
CALLEIGH: Okay, I don't see you ... I don't see you ... hello, handsome. I see
your hand.
(Sure enough, Horatio's hand and part of his feet break into the security camera
frame.)
INTERCUT WITH:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - HALLWAY - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Horatio walks the path from the main play area back to the bathrooms. He's
also wearing a headset.)
HORATIO: I am passing the bowling pin display where the toys are mounted on the
wall. (He looks up at the camera.) How far is she from the shelf?
CALLEIGH: About three feet.
HORATIO: You couldn't see me. (Horatio looks up at the camera.) This is
exactly the route he took. It's perfect. Straight to the bathroom. In order
to avoid the camera he had to stay off the beaten path.
(Horatio examines the floor.)
CALLEIGH: It's worse to be seen.
HORATIO: Yes, but the better to see his footprint.
(Horatio puts evidence marker #11 next to the shoe print on the floor.)
SHORT TIME CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - HALLWAY - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Horatio puts the lifter down on the shoe print.)
CALLEIGH: That's our last lifter.
HORATIO: And more in the van.
(Horatio peels the tape off the print.)
CALLEIGH: Oh, that's juicy.
HORATIO: Yes, it is.
(He tapes up the print.)
HORATIO: Mm, that's a beauty.
(Camera close-up of the print.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - PRINT LAB -- DAY]
(Megan is in the lab with the Fingerprint Technician. The computer beeps and
flashes, NO MATCH.)
TECHNICIAN: No match?
MEGAN: You're kidding. I thought for sure this guy'd be a repeat.
MEGAN: No wonder. This print's all screwed up.
TECHNICIAN: Yeah, you're right. There's no central pocket loop.
MEGAN: Well, human skin is an elastic surface. Maybe the print got stretched
when we moved her.
TECHNICIAN: Maybe we're not looking at one finger.
MEGAN: Maybe we're looking at a cross-section of a couple different fingers.
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - ENTRANCE - NIGHT]
(Delko escorts the father and child to the door. The Security Guard lets them
out of the building.)
DELKO: Get some rest. You guys get home safely. Thank you.
(The Security Guard closes the door.)
DELKO: (waves) Gary, thanks, buddy.
(He turns and heads back to the group. Calleigh walks in carrying three boxes
of lifters.)
DELKO: Print results came back. Not one prior. Not even a traffic ticket
except for four people.
CALLEIGH: Records?
DELKO: No, they just refused to give prints.
CALLEIGH: What about that guy in the Acapulco T-shirt? Did he give prints?
SPEEDLE: No, but you think we could arrest him based on the fact that it's a
little too creepy to be in one of these places without a kid?
(She hands Delko the lifters and takes her clipboard.)
CALLEIGH: Could you hold my lifters? Do you have any ridge builder lotion?
SPEEDLE: Yeah, in my kit.
(She walks to the side and removes her hair clip. She takes the ridge builder
lotion and applies a dab to her hands. Delko watches her and chuckles as he
anticipates what she's about to do.)
(Calleigh doesn't say anything to him. She takes her clipboard and walks up the
stairs to the crowd that's left. She walks up to Brad Repkin and holds out her
hand.)
CALLEIGH: Hi, I'm Calleigh Duquesne.
(He gets to his feet and shakes her hand.)
BRAD REPKIN: Hi, Brad Repkin.
(Calleigh drops her clipboard.)
BRAD REPKIN: Oh, let me get that for you.
(He picks up her clipboard and leaves a print behind on the paper. He hands her
the clipboard.)
CALLEIGH: Your last name is Repkin.
BRAD REPKIN: Yeah, Repkin.
(Calleigh turns around and heads back to Delko. She hands him the clipboard.
Delko applauds her performance. He chuckles.)
CALLEIGH: Here you go.
DELKO: Very nice.
CALLEIGH: Do you mind taking my footprints back to the lab while you're at it?
DELKO: No, I don't.
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - HALLWAY - DAY -- CONTINUOUS]
(Horatio and Det. Bernstein continue to examine the back of the facility.)
HORATIO: That door is open.
(They head for the door.)
DET. BERNSTEIN: A service entrance.
HORATIO: It looks unbarred, too.
DET. BERNSTEIN: You need a code to get through it.
HORATIO: Mm. Who has access to the code?
DET. BERNSTEIN: According to the manager himself and six other employees. Two
that were on shift and four we had to pull in.
(Quick flash of: Someone punches in the access code.)
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
DET. BERNSTEIN: We looked at 'em real hard and they all checked out.
(Horatio continues to stare at the keypad.)
HORATIO: I'm sure they did.
(He looks over at the door and continues.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - FORENSIC AUTOPSY -- NIGHT]
(Alexx is working on the body. Megan walks into the room.)
MEGAN: You page me?
ALEXX: (nods) Yeah. Got broken ribs. Five and six on the right consistent
with the blood in her mouth.
MEGAN: Hemothorax?
ALEXX: Yeah. Cracked rib punctured her lungs, her lungs filled with blood.
MEGAN: She was probably fighting him. So the monster got on top of her.
ALEXX: Crushing her chest. Cause of death: Positional asphyxiation.
MEGAN: No. Intentional evil.
(The technician walks into the room.)
ALEXX: What you got?
TECHNICIAN: I wasn't expecting anything unusual, but ...
(She holds out the clipboard. Alexx reads out the results.)
ALEXX: Butalbital.
MEGAN: He gave her barbiturates with her candy.
ALEXX: Butalbital's a fast-acting sedative. Wouldn't take a lot to knock a
child out almost immediately. But what about signs of a struggle?
TECHNICIAN: Found something else.
(The technician flips the clipboard page over.)
MEGAN: Antihistamine?
ALEXX: Poor baby had a cold.
MEGAN: She wasn't struggling. She was convulsing.
ALEXX: Antihistamine is contra-indicated with butalbital.
MEGAN: She went into anaphylactic shock.
ALEXX: Oh, god. This means he wasn't trying to restrain her.
MEGAN: He was trying to revive her.
(Quick flash of: Ruthie goes into shock. The kidnapper strattles her chest and
pushes down.)
ALEXX: (v.o.) CPR, when applied with too much force, can crack ribs.
(We hear the sound of ribs cracking.)
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
MEGAN: He wanted his time with her.
(Megan leaves.)
CUT TO:
[INT. ZANY TOWN - MAIN PLAY AREA - DAY]
(Calleigh is examining the floor. Horatio stands off behind her. She finds a
ring and picks it up.)
(Horatio picks up a straw and looks at it. He puts it in an envelope. Calleigh
bags the ring.)
(Horatio sees a partially eaten blue cone of cotton candy on the floor.)
(Quick flash of: [EARLIER] The kidnapper holds on to Ruthie's hand.)
MAN: Come on!
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
(Calleigh picks up the abandoned cotton candy.)
(Speedle walks up to Horatio.)
SPEEDLE: Hey, H, we got someone looking pretty sweet over there.
(Speedle looks back at Brad Repkin.)
CALLEIGH: Mr. Acapulco?
SPEEDLE: Yeah, real hard to get out of here. He's got glitter on his shirt no
ID and refused to give us prints.
CALLEIGH: I got 'em anyway.
SPEEDLE: Delko just called from the print lab. This guy's a registered sex
offender.
HORATIO: Hmm ... okay. Get Bernstein. Where is he?
SPEEDLE: He's right there.
(Speedle points.)
DET. BERNSTEIN: Brad Repkin?
(Brad Repkin turns around.)
BRAD REPKIN: Yeah?
DET. BERNSTEIN: Hands out of your pockets, behind your back.
(Brad puts his hands behind his back. Bernstein cuffs him.)
HORATIO: You got a car, Brad?
BRAD REPKIN: Yeah. Outside.
HORATIO: Let's go take a look.
(They turn to leave.)
[EXT. ZANY TOWN - FRONT - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS]
HORATIO: Which one is it?
(Horatio, Brad Repkin and Det. Bernstein head for the parking lot.)
BRAD REPKIN: It's the green cadillac.
HORATIO: Right here?
BRAD REPKIN: Yeah.
HORATIO: Green caddy?
BRAD REPKIN: Yeah. You can't search it, can you? I mean, I got rights, don't
I?
HORATIO: Just shut up, Brad. You violated your parole when you came within a
hundred yards of a child. You know the rules, so shut up.
(Horatio opens the trunk.)
(Inside he sees something.)
(Horatio reaches in and picks up a child's pink suitcase.)
HORATIO: This better not be hers.
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. MIAMI-DADE CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - INTERVIEW ROOM - NIGHT]
(Horatio questions Brad Repkin.)
HORATIO: I understand that you did quite a bit of time in solitary on your
first conviction.
BRAD REPKIN: That was a bogus charge. My bitch ex-wife -- she ruined my life.
HORATIO: But your daughter made a statement that you touched her during a
swimming lesson.
BRAD REPKIN: That's not true. I would never hurt her.
HORATIO: See, I think, on this conviction the cons are going to get you before
the chair does. Did you know that they kill child molesters in prison before
the rapists before the serial killers? Did you know that?
BRAD REPKIN: Look, you don't have anything on me.
HORATIO: I've got footprints, I've got glitter. I've got your record, and I'm
about to match a fingerprint.
BRAD REPKIN: I was going to take my daughter, okay? That's it. It's my
visiting day.
HORATIO: Mmm ... but instead, you picked up a substitute, didn't you?
(Brad Repkin sighs and shakes his head.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB -- NIGHT]
CALLEIGH: Where are you, you perv?
(Calleigh is reviewing the security tapes. She looks and sees Brad Repkin
standing in front of one of the cameras.)
(She closes her eyes as she realizes what it means.)
CUT TO:
[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - INTERVIEW ROOM - NIGHT]
HORATIO: (to Brad) Sit tight.
(Horatio steps out of the interview room. He immediately encounters Calleigh.)
CALLEIGH: Horatio?
HORATIO: Yeah?
(He holds the door open for her and they walk into the observation room.)
CALLEIGH: He was playing pocket pull just before the alarms went full blast.
On camera the whole time.
HORATIO: On camera the whole time.
(They both look at Brad Repkin in the next room.)
CALLEIGH: But he still violated parole. He is still going back to prison.
HORATIO: He is not our guy, then. Do you know how many children a pedophile
molests during a lifetime on average?
CALLEIGH: No.
HORATIO: Well, a recent study says 150. One hundred and fifty.
CALLEIGH: What if they're caught?
HORATIO: Down to 65.
CALLEIGH: Then we can still save 85 children.
(Horatio sighs and looks at Calleigh. He looks back at Brad.)
HORATIO: Let's work for that.
(Horatio turns and leaves.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB -- NIGHT]
DELKO: Okay, here comes the magic.
(Delko sprays the cotton candy paper cone. The fingerprints appear on the paper
and he looks at them.)
DELKO: Yeah, got broken ridges running in all directions. Just like ...
MEGAN: ... the cotton candy fingerprint.
DELKO: Exactly.
(On the monitor is the cut-up print. Megan picks up the camera and snaps a
photo.)
MEGAN: That makes three fingers out of five.
DELKO: Let's hope he left the rest right here.
(Delko walks over to the other table and picks up the orange cone. He starts to
check the cone for prints.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI -- LAB]
(Speedle works on getting glitter samples from the Zany Town work vest. He puts
a small sample under the scope and looks at it.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB -- NIGHT]
(A print appears on the monitor.)
DELKO: Look at this middle finger. I mean, there's no arches, no whorls, no
loops.
MEGAN: It's all dots and bifurcations.
DELKO: But the index has three radial loops on it.
MEGAN: Malcolm X held the previous record with two radial loops on one hand.
DELKO: Well, it isn't a bunch of cuts because those would just break up
otherwise fluid ridges.
(Quick CGI POV of: [FINGERTIP] Someone takes a knife and cuts into the
fingertip leaving it bloody. End of CGI POV. Resume to present.)
MEGAN: It's not a chemical burn. The ridges would be worn evenly on the hand.
(Quick CGI POV of: [FINGERTIP] Close-up of the fingertip as it fizzles and
bubbles. The skin flakes off a bit. End of CGI POV. Resume to present.)
DELKO: Well, it can't be a scar because the skin would heal back into the
print.
(They look at the prints up on the monitor.)
MEGAN: It looks scarred. It looks like dozens of scars.
DELKO: It looks like he reached into a blender.
MEGAN: I don't know.
CUT TO:
[EXT. MIAMI CITY (STOCK) - MORNING]
[INT. CSI - LAB -- MORNING]
(Horatio leans against the desk studying the shoe prints hanging on the view
box. Next to him at the desk, Calleigh has her head down.)
HORATIO: (softly) Calleigh?
(Calleigh lifts her head up and gasps when she realizes that she's fallen
asleep.)
CALLEIGH: Oh, my god. I'm so sorry. I closed my eyes just for a second.
HORATIO: Don't worry about it. You're a morning person.
CALLEIGH: Horatio, I don't know what happened.
HORATIO: You're fine. Do me a favor and take a look at subject B and tell me
if you see anything peculiar about it.
(Calleigh stands and moves next to Horatio to look at the shoe prints.)
CALLEIGH: His weight's all in the back.
HORATIO: Mm-hmm. See, normally when someone takes a step it's heel, ball, toe.
Correct?
CALLEIGH: Mm-hmm.
HORATIO: But in this case there's pressure on the arch and not the toe.
CALLEIGH: Are you thinking his shoes are too big for his feet?
HORATIO: When someone takes the time to put on a pair of shoes that are three
sizes too large it can mean that they're trying to hide their identity.
CALLEIGH: Just like he did with cameras.
HORATIO: mm-hmmm.
CALLEIGH: You know, subject B's steps peter out near the storage room.
HORATIO: Hmm. Okay, and we have trace soil on the fourth print, don't we?
CALLEIGH: Mm-hmm.
HORATIO: Good. What would you like in your coffee?
CALLEIGH: (smiles) Sugar.
(Horatio chuckles.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB / HALLWAY -- MORNING]
(Speedle is in the lab looking at the scope. He sees Horatio walk by in the
hallway. He grabs the Zany Town vest and chases after him.)
SPEEDLE: (loudly) How he got in!
HORATIO: What?
(Speedle and Horatio both head for the lab door. Speedle steps outside into the
hallway with Horatio.)
SPEEDLE: The glitter found on Ruthie is a match to the glitter found on the
Zany Town vest. He must have stolen one. That's how he got in.
HORATIO: Probably how he got out, too. Okay, let's get Bernstein. This guy
probably knows an employee there.
(Horatio nods.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB -- MORNING]
(Delko sits in the chair as he considers the fingerprint problem with Megan.)
DELKO: Okay, so you're a complete pro. You know exactly what you're doing.
MEGAN: 'Cause you've done it before. You've got a record, you've been to jail.
DELKO: That's right. So, to escape Megan's law, no pun intended and avoid
having the neighborhood know where the local pedophile lives you decide to take
someone else's prints and cover your own with them. But that wouldn't work,
though because they'd fall off.
MEGAN: (thinking) Frankenstein. He Frankenstein'd himself. He took his own
skin off and put them on different fingers.
DELKO: And we could still match that to something?
MEGAN: Not if he sliced them into small pieces first and then grafted them back
on.
(Quick flash to: [BATHROOM] Camera turns the corner and we hear someone
groaning softly in pain. Camera enters the bathroom and we see someone leaning
over the sink.)
(The pedophile cuts the skin off his fingertips. A bloody process.)
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
DELKO: There are 2,500 nerve receptors in the finger per centimeter. That must
have hurt like a bitch.
MEGAN: Yeah, that's how badly he wants these kids.
DELKO: So, he rejiggered his fingerprints thinking that he could avoid his
previous crimes.
MEGAN: He was almost right. AFIS didn't find it, but we cut up his prints and
figure out where the pieces actually go ...
DELKO: Like a human jigsaw puzzle.
MEGAN: Mm-hmm. Let's go.
(They both leave the lab to get to work.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - INTERVIEW ROOM -- DAY]
(Horatio interviews the Zany Town Store Manager.)
HORATIO: Did you know the glitter found on Ruthie's body came from zany town?
STORE MANAGER: It couldn't have been an employee. Nobody with a record can
work there.
HORATIO: The killer had the code to your storage room. Explain that, please.
STORE MANAGER: I don't know.
HORATIO: Where do you keep it?
STORE MANAGER: On my desk.
HORATIO: On your desk? In plain view for everyone to see?
STORE MANAGER: Oh, my god.
HORATIO: That's using your head.
STORE MANAGER: I am so sorry.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB -- DAY]
(Megan and Delko work on putting the fingerprints together. The prints are on
large pieces of black film and are cut according to the scars on the prints.)
MEGAN: All right, we need a bifurcation with dots.
DELKO: Okay, uh ... bifurcation with dots. (Delko hands Megan a piece.) Here,
try this.
(She hands the piece back.)
MEGAN: Not it.
DELKO: Okay ... all right. (He hands her another piece.) Try that one. That
has some whorls in it.
MEGAN: Mm-hmm. Okay. How about an ulnar loop?
DELKO: Right here.
(He hands her a piece)
DELKO: Yeah ... yeah ... yeah, that's it.
(They complete one print.)
MEGAN: Yes, it is.
DELKO: You were waiting for that, huh?
MEGAN: Beautiful.
(Camera holds on the print.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB -- DAY]
(Scope view of three tiny white ball-shaped eggs. Speedle reports to Horatio.
Calleigh is on the computer next to him.)
SPEEDLE: Papilio aristodemus ponceanus and torchwood. Translation: The dirt
that you found on subject b's shoes was full of swallowtail eggs.
CALLEIGH: Book says swallowtails are a really rare butterfly. Only three have
been seen in Biscayne National Park in the last four years.
HORATIO: I need a map.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB -- DAY]
(Horatio looks at the map. Megan walks into the lab.)
MEGAN: Horatio?
HORATIO: Yeah?
MEGAN: Got a print match and a name. Stewart Otis. Registered pedophile, long
record starting at age 12.
HORATIO: All we need is an address.
SHORT TIME CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB -- DAY]
(Horatio and Megan are in the lab with technician, Bob. The recent search comes
up empty.)
MEGAN: Damn it. No Stewart Otis.
HORATIO: Right, but if he changed his prints there's a chance he changed his
name. So, Bob, let's do a property search for the name Otis. Anything in or
around Biscayne National Park. Let's do that.
(Bob puts in the search parameters and finds a MATCH to:
Otis, William and Margaret
2430 Black Creek Rd.
Miami, FL 33165
HORATIO: Look at this. We have a match. William and Margaret Otis. 2430
Black Creek Road. That's a quarter mile from the park. Let's go.
CUT TO:
[EXT. BISCAYNE NATIONAL PARK (STOCK) - DAY]
[EXT. OTIS RESIDENCE - DAY]
(Horatio drives up the road. He and Megan exit the vehicle.)
OFFICER: (reports) No one inside, sir.
HORATIO: (shouts) Okay. House is clear! Glove up! Kits and gloves! Let's
go.
(Megan grabs her kit and heads for the house. Speedle and Calleigh follow.)
CUT TO:
[INT. OTIS RESIDENCE - LIVING ROOM -- DAY]
(Camera shots of the living room and of the child's drawing pad, pictures, pens
and crayons on the coffee table.)
(Camera shots of the children's shoes in the foyer.)
CUT TO:
[INT. OTIS RESIDENCE - LIVING ROOM -- DAY]
(Calleigh puts the camera down and looks around. In the back, Horatio looks at
the various children's toys in the living room. We note that all the windows
are covered.)
(Horatio shines his light on the framed painting on the wall. A picture of a
smiling child. He looks around the room and notes the condition and the
scattered toys on the floor.)
(He looks on the book shelf and sees the labeled video tapes in clear plastic
containers on the shelf.)
HORATIO: Well, he's not shy about his pornography.
(Calleigh looks around the room. She snaps a photo of the display table with
various pictures and dolls. Camera close-up of the photos show children in
provocative poses, framed and hanging on the wall.)
(Speedle walks into the room. He drops on the floor a plastic storage container
filled with more video tapes.)
SPEEDLE: This is just the tip of the iceberg.
HORATIO: Wow.
(Horatio picks up a child's toy off the shelf. He blows a thick layer of dust
off the toy. Obviously, he doesn't play with the toys.)
HORATIO: And he doesn't live here.
CUT TO:
[SHORT TIME LATER]
MEGAN: He plays here.
(Megan stands in the middle of the room looking around. She's carrying a large
spray canister. She sprays the room looking for blood. She finds small child-
sized handprint smudges on the couch arm that glows in the dark.)
CUT TO:
[INT. OTIS RESIDENCE - BEDROOM -- DAY]
(Horatio opens the closet. He finds several uniforms and vests for various
child hot-spots hanging inside. He finds a Zany Town vest.)
(Horatio kneels and picks up a shoe, checking underneath it.)
[INT. OTIS RESIDENCE - KITCHEN -- DAY]
(Delko looks inside the kitchen and finds milk cartons with the MISSING pictures
of children on the side. They're lined up on the shelf next to the stack of
plastic drinking cups. The first four are all girls.)
(Delko stands there staring at the site. Horatio joins him.)
HORATIO: What do you got here?
(Delko glances at Horatio.)
DELKO: I don't know. These cartons-- he must have ... he must keep them like
some sick kind of trading cards.
(Beyond the last milk carton, Horatio notices the woods out in back.)
HORATIO: They're not trading cards. They're headstones.
(Delko looks at Horatio. Horatio puts his flashlight down.)
FADE OUT.
(COMMERCIAL SET)
FADE IN.
[EXT. OTIS RESIDENCE - WOODS -- NIGHT]
(Open on the red flag on the evidence marker waving in the wind.)
(A pan of the area shows dozens of personnel working and digging up bodies. A
make-shift tent has been set up in the back yard along with additional lights so
that they can continue working into the night.)
(Horatio kneels down next to one of the graves.)
(At the newest grave, Alexx and Megan along with other personnel kneel next to
the small mound of dirt.)
MEGAN: That makes four and one partial.
ALEXX: I'll call the office and get an autopsy room prepped for the remains.
At this point, closure's the only thing we can give these families. Until we
catch this guy.
(Alexx puts some bones into a paper bag.)
(Horatio looks at the beaten and broken plastic doll found with one of the
graves. He puts the doll down and takes off his glove.)
(He reaches down and finds something.)
HORATIO: Alexx! Hey, Alexx!
(Alexx stands up and joins him.)
HORATIO: What do you think?
(Alexx looks down into the grave.)
ALEXX: Sandy soil minimizes decomposition. There's marbling ... (She lifts up
the child's arm.) ... but very little skin slip.
HORATIO: The soil is cool.
ALEXX: Well, I'd say she's been here three, maybe four weeks.
HORATIO: So he's not even waiting a month between kills, is he?
(In the background, we see Megan and Delko under the tent going through
evidence.)
ALEXX: Well, don't serial killers accelerate as they progress?
HORATIO: Yes, they do, and that's when they make mistakes.
(Horatio stands up.)
ALEXX: Maybe you can tell us some of them, angel.
(Alexx continues to examine the body inside the grave as Horatio watches.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB - NIGHT]
(Speedle removes the small child's underwear from the evidence envelope.)
HORATIO: That's from the little girl we dug up at the house.
(He sighs heavily.)
SPEEDLE: Is that blood?
HORATIO: Yep.
SPEEDLE: This freak ... plays with them like toys.
HORATIO: Until they break. Keep me posted.
(Horatio leaves.)
(Several dissolves of:
(Speedle examines the underwear with a magnifying glass.)
(He takes a swab of a stain on the underwear.)
(He cuts the tip of the swab off and process is.)
(The results print out.)
(Horatio returns.)
HORATIO: Speed... what do we got?
SPEEDLE: Carbon, oxygen and hydrogen combo and propylene glycol ... sugar and
blue dye #1.
HORATIO: Well, there's our cotton candy.
SPEEDLE: How did it get on her underwear? I thought he just used it to lure
them and to drug them.
HORATIO: Well, with no presence of butalbital maybe he has another use for it.
(Speedle takes another swab and slide smear. He looks at it under the scope.)
[SCOPE VIEW] Crystals.
SPEEDLE: These crystals aren't elongated. They're square. Not fibrous.
HORATIO: Meaning?
SPEEDLE: (sighs) Meaning they haven't been exposed to heat.
HORATIO: Like a cotton candy machine.
SPEEDLE: Exactly. This is unprocessed cotton candy.
HORATIO: So he makes the stuff. Let's find out where he's delivering today.
(Horatio turns to leave.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. -- DAY]
(Open on a mobile Cotton Candy machine.)
(Megan walks up to the vendor, a heavy-set balding man. He hands her a cone of
cotton candy.)
MEGAN: Thank you.
(Megan puts the cotton candy in an evidence bag.)
(At a distance, Horatio calls out to the vendor.)
HORATIO: Hey, Stewart.
(A second vendor looks up. He's younger.)
STEWART OTIS: Yeah.
HORATIO: How's the cotton candy business?
(Horatio moves forward along with several armed officers. The older vendor
steps away. Stewart Otis raises his hands up, palms out.)
HORATIO: You move, he's going to put one right through you.
(Horatio walks up to Stewart Otis. He notices Stewrt's cut-up fingertips.)
HORATIO: Those must've been painful.
(Close-up of: Stewart's fingertips.)
HORATIO: Nice work.
(The officers cuff Stewart Otis' hands behind his back..)
STEWART OTIS: Ow!
(Horatio picks up and looks into the Stewart Otis' package.)
HORATIO: What do we have here, stolen uniforms? "Sir golf-a-lot." You on to
your next victim, Stewart?
STEWART OTIS: (shakes his head) That's not mine.
HORATIO: Really? Whose is it, mine? (Horatio tosses the shirt to Megan.) (to
Bernstein) Take him.
DET. BERNSTEIN: Let's go.
WHITE FLASH TO:
[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - INTERVIEW ROOM]
(Stewart Otis is in the interview room. He looks under the table. Horatio is
in the room and questions him.)
HORATIO: We, um ... we located ... your stash of pornography, Stewart. And,
uh, I've got to tell you that's pretty sick stuff.
STEWART OTIS: Pornography?
HORATIO: Mm-hmm. It's my guess that you couldn't come by the real thing and so
you put on your phony uniform and you went trolling for a little girl.
(Quick flash of: [ZANY TOWN] Stewart Otis walks through the hallway with his
package. He's dressed in the work vest. He places the orange cone in front of
the bathroom. He laces the cotton candy with the sedative in a spray bottle.)
(cc) HORATIO: (v.o.) Secured your privacy ... baited your line...
(Cut to: [MAIN PLAY AREA] He spots Ruthie in the cage.)
RUTHIE: mom, watch me!
VOICE: Chicken!
(Ruthie dives back into the cage.)
(Stewart Otis watches from the side.)
(Ruthie runs to her mom.)
RUTHIE: Mommy, I'm hot.
MRS. CRIGHTON: Aw...
(She takes off Ruthie's sweater.)
(Stewart Otis watches.)
MRS. CRIGHTON: All right. Back you go.
(Ruthie runs back to play.)
(Stewart Otis watches.)
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
STEWART OTIS: She was flirting with me.
(Quick flashback to: [ZANY TOWN] Stewart Otis holds the Cotton Candy out.
Ruthie climbs out of the cage.)
STEWART OTIS: whoops-a-daisy.
(Stewart Otis hold's Ruthie's hand and leads her to the back.)
(cc) HORATIO: (v.o.) The drug started to kick in and you yanked her into
the bathroom ... and redressed her like a doll so you could smuggle her out of
the store like a sleepy little boy but
(Ruthie's woozy as she follows Stewart through the hallway. Stewart smiles at
her. He puts the cone in front of the bathroom door and closes it on them.)
(Inside the bathroom, he starts cutting her hair.)
STEWART OTIS: She ruined it.
(Ruthie coughs.)
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
HORATIO: It's called anaphylactic shock. Your sedative mixed with her cold
medicine.
(Quick flashback to: [BATHROOM] Stewart Otis tries CPR on Ruthie. She's flat
on her back on the floor.)
STEWART OTIS: Come on. What are you doing?
STEWART OTIS: Stop it! Stop it. Come on!
STEWART OTIS: What's wrong with you?
(She doesn't revive. The facility alarms start to blare.)
(cc) HORATIO: Then the alarm went off and all hell broke loose.
(He's out of time. Leaving Ruthie, Stewart exits the bathroom calmly. He heads
for the back.)
(cc) HORATIO: (v.o.) ... but you had a backup plan. One day on your run you
snuck into the manager's office and got the code.
(He punches in the code into the keypad. The storage doors close and he slips
out the back, just barely escaping.)
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
(Stewart Otis looks at Horaito.)
STEWART OTIS: I never even got to play with her.
(Horatio chuckles grimly.)
HORATIO: Life ... Stewart ... is filled ... with disappointment.
CUT TO:
[EXT. MIAMI CITY (STOCK) - DAY]
ALEXX: (v.o.) "...And Hansel, who liked the taste of the roof, ...
[INT. ALEXX'S RESIDENCE - BEDROOM -- DAY]
(Alexx is sitting in the room on the floor with her children, one on each side
of her. She's reading a story to them.)
ALEXX: ... tore down a great piece of it.
(Alexx touches her daughter's hair. She picks up her daughter's hand and
notices she has on the same kind of bandaid Ruthie had on.)
ALEXX: (voice breaking) Suddenly ... the door opened...
(Alexx is overcome with emotion and stops reading. Her daughter looks at her.
Alexx pulls her close and hugs her.)
DAUGHTER: Keep going, mommy.
(Alexx looks at her two children.)
ALEXX: I want to talk to you guys ... about bad people.
CUT TO:
[EXT. MIAMI (STOCK) - DAY]
[EXT. PARK -- DAY]
[song is by FC/Kahuna, "Hayling", from Machine Says Yes (City Rockers)]
LYRICS: Don't think about all those things you fear / just be glad to be here /
don't think about all those things you fear / just be glad to be here.
(Children run and play in the park. Horatio sits on the bench and watches the
various children running and playing - just being children. He looks around and
sees a mother reading a book while shaking the baby stroller next to her.
Camera holds on Horatio.)
FADE TO BLACK.
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THE END
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TITLE/OPENING CREDITS
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CSI: MIAMI
1X06: BROKEN
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON CBS: 10/28/2002
TRANSCRIBED FROM DVD
Starring:
DAVID CARUSO as Horatio Caine
EMILY PROCTER as Calleigh Duquesne
ADAM RODRIGUEZ as Eric Delko
KHANDI ALEXANDER as Alexx Woods
with
RORY COCHRANE as Tim Speedle
and
KIM DELANEY as Megan Donner
Created by ANTHONY E. ZUIKER, ANN DONAHUE, CAROL MENDELSOHN
Starring
RACHEL ROGERS as Ruthie Crighton
GRACE PHILLIPS as Mrs. Crighton
MICHAEL WHALEY as Det. Bernstein
CHANNON ROE as Repkin
WILLIAM O'LEARY as Nolan
JOSH STAMBERG as
DIANE MIZOTA as Jade Horowitz
Music Composed by: GRAEME REVELL
Edited by JOHN REFOUA, A.C.E.
Production Designer: CAROLS BARBOSA
Director of Photography: WALT LLOYD
Co-Producer: FRANK BALLOU
Co-Producer: BRUCE GOLIN
Co-Producer: LOIS JOHNSON
Co-Producer: STEVEN MAEDA
Consulting Producer: MARK ISRAEL
Consulting Producer: ELIZABETH DEVINE
Co-Executive Producer: LAURIE McCARTHY
Co-Executive Producer: DANNY CANNON
Co-Executive Producer: SAM STRANGIS
Executive Producer: JONATHAN LITTMAN
Executive Producer: NANCY MILLER
Written by ILDY MODROVICH & LAURENCE WALSH
Directed by DERAN SARAFIAN
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END CREDITS
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Executive Producer: JERRY BRUCKHEIMER
Executive Producer: ANTHONY E. ZUIKER
Executive Producer: CAROL MENDELSOHN
Executive Producer: ANN DONAHUE
JERRY BRUCKHEIMER Television
Alliance Atlantis Productions Inc.
CBS Productions, Inc.
Co-Starring
ANGELO PEREZ as Latino Employee
KEVIN SIZEMORE as Uniform Cop
BOB RUMNOCK Store Manager
AUSTIN PRIESTER as Preppy Black Guy
VIC CHAO as Asian Reporter
TANYA MEMME as Female Reporter
SUZETTE CRAFT as Black Reporter
PHILLIP DANIEL BOLDEN as Bryan Woods
AMBROSIA KELLEY as Janie Woods
Line Producer: JEAN HIGGINS
Associate Producer: GINA LAMAR
Casting by: RICK MILLIKAN, C.S.A.
Original Casting by: ROBERT ULRICH, C.S.A., ERIC DAWSON, C.S.A., CAROL KRITZER,
C.S.A.
Unit Production Manager: JEAN HIGGINS
First Assistant Director: ALLEN G. DIGIOIA
Second Assistant Directors: NANCY P. TOWNSEND / PAULA SMITH
Costume Designer: CYNTHIA BERGSTROM
Forensics Consultant: JOHN HAYNES
Production Sound Mixers: DONOVAN DEAR
Script Supervisor: CLAUDIA YARMY
Special Make-Up Effects: MATTHEW W. MUNGLE / RYAN MCDOWELL
Location Manager: MICHELLE LATHAM
2nd 2nd: JODIE THOMAS LONG
Art Directors: TIM BEACH
Set Decorator: DANIELLE BERMAN
Construction Coordinator: JOHN KERSEY
Special Effects Coordinators: FRANK CEGLIA
Key Grip: RANDY TAMBLING
Gaffer: MICHAEL LAWS
Camera Operator: MICHAEL GENNE
Transportation Coordinator: BOB CAWLEY
2ND Unit: SCOTT LAUTANEN / MICHAEL PHIRMAN
Key Make-Up Artist: PEGGY TEAGUE
Ms. Delaney's Make-Up: STEPHANIE FOWLER
Key Hairstylist: YVONNE DE PATIS-KUPKA
Costume Supervisor: SUZANNE BANNITT-HAINES
Property Master: MIKE SEXTON
Colorist: GARETH COOK
Supervising Sound Editor: MATTHEW SAWELSON
Music Supervisor: JASON ALEXANDER
Assistant Editor: EDWARD R. ABROMS
Post Production Supervisor: MICKIE REUSTER
Loop Group: THE REEL TEAM
Dialogue Editor: TODD NIESEN
ADR Editor: RUTH ADELMAN
Sound Effects Editor: BRAD KATONA
Re-Recording Mixers: YURI REESE / BILL SMITH
Music Editor: ASHLEY REVELL
Digital Effects by ASYLUM VISUAL EFFECTS
Computer Playback and Graphics by E=MC2
High Definition Post Production by ENCORE
Film Laboratories by FOTOKEM
Post Production Sound Provided by TODD STUDIOS
Filmed at EL SEGUNDO STUDIOS
"Won't Get Fooled Again"
by Pete Townshend
Performed by The Who
The persons and events portrayed in this film are fictitious. Any similarity to
actual persons, living or dead, or any events is unintentional.
(c) 2002 CBS Worldwide Inc., and Alliance Atlantis Productions, Inc. All Rights
Reserved.
CBS Broadcasting Inc, and Alliance Atlantis Productions Inc, are the authors of
this program for the purposes of copyright and other laws.
Dated:08/22/2004~lky
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