Bones: The Wannabe in the Weeds
May 21st 2008 02:14
Okay this is one of those times when you really need to take “don’t miss the last five minutes” to heart. Let’s just say, I didn’t see it coming…
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American Idol’s Ace Young guest stars as Tommy Sour, the young weight trainer/”wannabe in the weeds” who steals a fellow open mic night regular’s song right before he’s getting ready to sing it for a talent scout. Unfortunately for Tommy, his time in the spotlight is up.
He finishes his song to a round of applause…and is found dead two weeks later in a stand of very tall grass that Booth is allergic to...
~*~*~
Booth, Bones, and Cam arrive at the crime scene to find a headless body with nearly every bone in his body broken. As Bones and Cam examine the remains, Booth tries to get his allergy sneezing fit under control. A construction worker ran across the victim’s body (quite literally with his machinery) and no one seems to know where the skeleton’s head is.
“Found it!” Bones calls out, scanning her flashlight over the head which is now hanging from the grill of the car. Looks like the victim was killed and decapitated. Booth asks if it could get any worse for the poor guy, and *cue eye falling from socket still attached with bugs all over it!*
Back at the lab, Cam and Zack determine that the victim was muscular and probably had a cold, as Cam found tea and honey in his stomach and the remains of a throat lozenge. Hodgins examines the victim’s cool watch that measured heart rate calories burned, speed, distance…Angela thinks, “it’s bad enough going to the gym without being yelled out by a watch.”
Zack lets them in on his own apartment workout, adding that, “I’m deceptively strong.”
Cam: I’m deceived!
Angela gets a hit on a missing boy named Tommy who matches the description.
~*~*~
Booth and Bones head on over to Tommy’s apartment complex. They knock on the door but no one answers despite a consistently beeping alarm clock. Booth hears someone in there…
Bones: Hey, break down the door!
Booth: It hurts my shoulder when I break down the door.
Bones gets ready to just enter and Booth tries to stop with, “You don’t just walk in—” Oh, hello.
The door opens and a young man apologizes for not answering right away, as he had his earplugs in. He’s the one to reported Tommy missing a couple of weeks ago. He lets them into his apartment, which is covered in art and sculptures. He asks them to excuse the mess. He has a show next week.
The incredibly annoying alarm clock is still beeping. Apparently it’s been beeping every two minutes since Tommy went missing, hence the earplugs. Booth tells Mr. Mathews that Tommy is dead. Before he went missing was there anything unusual about his actions?
Mathews admits he didn’t really know Tommy that well. Although he was the one who reported him missing, it’s not like they hung out or anything. They did the usual neighbor things, small talk on the way to take the trash out, that sort of thing. He mostly just reported Tommy missing because of the mail piling up and the annoying alarm clock.
They ask him if anyone strange has been coming around, and Mathews says, “Yeah ‘Fat Pam’.” It’s what everyone, Tommy included, called one of his obsessive clients. And by obsessive, I mean not about working out, but about him. Tommy was her trainer and she fell in love with him.
Mathews and Bones argue about the definition of “fat”. “Must you call her ‘Fat Pam’?”
Mathews lets them know that ‘Fat Pam’ showed up outside in a teddy and heels on night. Tommy didn’t even let her in.
Booth thanks Mathews for his help and he and Bones head out.
“Hey!” Mathews calls out after them. “Think maybe you could go turn the alarm off? Or just shoot it?”
~*~*~
Back in the lab Zack has discovered that the victim’s C5 vertebrae seems to be shaved on its front from something like a cheese slicer. Whatever the murder weapon is, it’s definitely not a knife. And a cheese slicer is probably out of the question so…Zack will start looking for alternative solutions.
~*~*~
Booth and Bones make a visit to the fitness center, where Booth defends, “these people are just trying to get healthy Bones, that’s all.”
She points out that, “There’s a fine line between health and vanity.”
Meanwhile, Booth has become slightly distracted by a woman working out in front of them. Bones notices and slaps his arm. “You are oogling that woman!”
“What? No, I just—I—I’m—” Booth stutters.
“Yes you are!”
“I’m just admiring her routine.”
The center’s manager, Dr. Jason interrupts to see what they want. He introduces himself then wants to know what Tommy’s done to get himself into trouble this time.
“He’s dead.”
“That explains why he’s not returning my calls.”
Bones makes a face, and Booth tells the man, “You don’t seem too upset about that.”
Jason explains that Tommy was his most popular trainer and since he’s disappeared, Jason’s had to deal with a lot of angry clients. Booth asks if he knows the person some people refer to as “Fat Pam?”
Yes, Jason knows who Booth is talking about. The woman was obsessed, fell in love with him, and started freaking Tommy out. She even invited him on a Caribbean cruise! Jason gives them Pam’s number.
Bones starts to leave and notices Booth has once again become distracted by workout-woman.
“Booth!”
“Yeah?”
“That does not help the investigation.”
Booth only shrugs helplessly. What? He’s a guy, he can’t help it.
~*~*~
Booth and Bones interview Pam in Booth’s office, where they’re booth picking up a very stalkery vibe. Could be the fact that she brought a photo album full of pictures of Tommy that are…well, as Booth puts it, “taken from quite a distance Pam.”
Pam says that it’s just because Tommy’s so shy. It was one of the things she loved about him. “He’s such a sweetheart.”
Bones asks, “Does Tommy share your affection?”
Pam is insulted. “Why do you ask it like that? Because I don’t look like a scarecrow? Like you?
“Hey!” it’s Bones’s turn to be insulted. “What are you coming after me for?” She turns to Booth, honestly asking, “Do I look like a scarecrow?”
“You—” Booth sidesteps the answer and turns to Pam. “I think you look good.”
“Thank you,” Pam answers. “Like Tommy you see me for who I really am not—scrawny.” She looks sideways at Bones, who immediately retaliates.
“I am not scrawny. My body mass index is well within normal limits!”
Booth steers the conversation back to Tommy, and Pan asks, “If he didn’t love me, why did he want to marry me?”
This catches Booth off guard. “He wanted to marry you?”
“Tommy’s my life and I’m his.”
Pam lets them know that whatever they think Tommy’s done, she knows he didn’t do it, and Bones tells her that it’s not what Tommy did that they’re worried about, “It’s what you may have done.”
Pam doesn’t understand, so Booth gets the unfortunate task of telling her that Tommy is dead.
~*~*~
Pam is brought into the official interrogating room, and Booth questions her while Bones and Sweets watch from behind the mirror.
Sweets profiles, “She’s someone who’s slightly large, who believes she’s a very large person, who can convince people that she’s only slightly large. And the way people treat her convinces her she’s right.”
Bones: That’s interesting.
Sweets: See, you’re only pretending it’s interesting. It means very little to you.
Bones: That’s true.
Sweets decides she has an irrational prejudice against psychology, probably because of emotions that are too complicated for her to deal with. Bones just looks at him confused as he continues (acting out his words), “And I poke and I prod at them, which makes them real. And painful.”
Bones pulls away from his poking and prodding to say, “And yet I feel no pain, just sort of, disinterest. So why don’t you take your powers of observations…” she points at Pam. “Focus them on her.”
Sweets stares at her until she turns to give him The Look.
“All right…” Sweets goes back to Pam. “She’s sorting her trail mix.” Sweets thinks she’s nervous, is trying to control a situation that is out of her control. Bones things she’s just bored. She has been there for almost an hour now.
They watch as Booth enters the room. He glances at the trail mix and apologizes for keeping her waiting. She starts out immediately with, “I didn’t kill Tommy.”
Booth nods toward the sorted trail mix. “What’s this?”
“I got bored.”
Bones gives Sweets a triumphant look.
Booth sits down across the table from Pam and tells her that he believes that she did love Tommy.
“Thank you Agent Booth.”
“But I don’t think that he loved you back.”
“Because I’m not anorexic?”
“Miss Newnan—”
“Call me Pam.”
“Pam,” Booth corrects. “You were stalking him and he was avoiding you.”
Pam argues that if Tommy didn’t love her then why would he have given her the expensive “PAM” bracelet she’s currently wearing? Booth looks at the bracelet and asks what she gave Tommy before he gave her the bracelet.
“Ahhhh, excellent question,” Sweets comments from behind the glass. Bones just looks at him.
Pam doesn’t understand why that’s relevant, and Booth says he’s just curious. She gave him a $1,000 gift certificate to the music center. As Booth says, “A thousand dollars, wow that’s generous…”
Sweets explains to Bones that Pam was trying to obligate Tommy, force him into an emotional connection. “It’s extremely passive aggressive.”
“So do you think that she killed him?”
“Well, there’s no question that she’s deluded,” Sweets says. “I mean, if she truly believed that he was going to marry her? Then she was setting herself up for a tragic ending.”
“Tragic?”
“Well, one way to ensure that he didn’t leave her…”
“Would be to kill him.”
Inside the interrogation room, Pam continues to go on about how much Tommy was her life, how much she loved and wanted to support him. She asks when they found Tommy’s body, and then explains that she couldn’t have killed him, as she was in Florida.
“Left last month, just got back two days ago,” Pam says. “I was with mom and daddy planning the wedding.”
Sweets, Bones, and Booth are all surprised and creeped out by this.
“The…wedding between you and Tommy?” Booth asks.
“Of course silly,” Pam answers.
Okay then…Booth tells her he’s going to need her parents’ number to confirm that she was in Florida. Pam writes it down, and as Booth is leaving, she mutters sadly, “Who’s going to love me now?”
Booth stops. “I’m sorry.’
Sweets: No, no, no, don’t touch her!
Too late.
Bones: Why?
Pam glances at Booth’s hand on her shoulder and smiles. “Thank you Agent Booth.”
(Ah man! That can’t be good…)
~*~*~
Back in Booth’s office, Sweets continues on his profile of Pam. “The pathology’s clear. She’s possessive and amoral.” Bones starts to talk to Booth, but he’s busy on the phone, so Sweets continues, “Her emotional connections are formed through manipulation and delusion. Once a connection that tenuous breaks—”
“So she killed Tommy Sour?”
“I can’t say that, but she is a dangerous person.”
Booth hangs up the phone to let them know that Pam’s story checks out. She was in Florida, and now her parents are devastated, “That their future son-in-law, who they never met, will no longer be her love-monkey.”
Bones: Well Dr. Sweets still thinks that she’s the killer.
Sweets: Dangerous. I think she’s dangerous.
Booth: I agree.
Sweets: Thank you Agent Booth.
Booth: All those gifts, and taking pictures from a distance, and showing up in the middle of the night in a nighty. It’s all very “dangerous”.
Bones grins.
Sweets: Mocking will not change my opinion. I’ve been mocked many many times before…That came out wrong.
Booth thanks Sweets for his services, and on his way out Sweets just warns to be careful of Pam. Oh yeah, “And remember, our session on Tuesday’s at four. Trust exercises? Be there!”
He grins and waves on his way out.
~*~*~
Back at the lab, Cam pages Bones to show her that the victim’s blood was infected with E. coli. Thanks to the CDC, she tracked the outbreak to The Chatterbox restaurant in Alexandria, VA. The culprit? The same kind of honey she found in Tommy’s stomach.
Guess their off to The Chatterbox!
~*~*~
Bones walks in to find Booth cringing at a table as he watches a guy sing on stage. “Finally! I mean, one more show tune and I was gonna start shooting!”
Bones stares in awe at the guy on stage. “He has excellent projection. I heard him while I was parking.”
Alright then. Booth lets her know that he checked with some of the people and open mic night is every Monday and Tuesday. He gets shushed by one of the girls in the audience. Bones doesn’t know what open mic night is, so Booth explains and the same woman turns around. “Will you please be quiet?”
Bones and Booth continue to talk.
Bones: This guy’s not bad.
Booth: You’re kidding.
Bones: No! I love his enthusiasm.
The guy sitting with the woman who complained before, suddenly turns around. “Dude! Do I need to get the manager?”
“Dude!” Booth answers, pulling out his badge. “You know what? That would be great. Why don’t you point him out to us?”
He does.
The guy on stage finishes singing and Bones claps heartily for him. The manager gets up to introduce the “smooth and silky” next singer named Chris. (a.k.a. the guy who was just threatening to get the manager).
Booth and Bones head on over to talk to the manager, who is surprised to find out Tommy was dead. “He was good for business.” Talented, showed up for open mic night since day one.
Booth: Everyone things they’re the next Kelly Clarkson.
Bones: Who’s Kelly Clarkson?
Booth: American Idol?...”Because of You”…?
Bones: Because of me?
Booth gives up.
Was there anything unusual about Tommy’s final performance? No, except that he stole Chris’s song right before he was going to sing it. And on a talent scout night too. Chris had to default to “Piano Man”. Ouch!
When Chris finished singing, they started yelling at each other, took it outside, and no one ever saw Tommy again.
Booth and Bones talk to Chris, who tells them that Tommy thought he was going to be big; even wrote himself a check for a million dollars he was expecting to cash by Christmas. Was he good? They should check out his Myspace page.
Bones suddenly cuts in to comment on how good she thinks the singer on stage is.
Booth: Thank you Paula.
He then gets back to the murder investigation. So Chris and Tommy had a fight? Yeah, Tommy stole his song, they went outside, he didn’t kill him. He can talk to the talent scout if he wants.
Booth heads over to the talent scout, makes small talk, tells him about his band in college. But hey, what’s he doing way in the back if he’s scouting new talent? Shouldn’t he be in the front?
The talent scout tries to get Booth to leave, but Booth is too quick. He grabs the guy’s notepad to find…nothing but doodles. Talent scout, huh? Right…How about we step outside?
Booth and Bones talk to the “talent scout”, Mitch, and the manager outside. They insist that they weren’t doing anything wrong, just trying to up business and all that. Bones points out that it was wrong. “You lied to them. You exploited their need for attention, that’s cruel!”
Booth theorizes that Tommy got wind of the scam, approaches the manager, who gets mad and wants to keep him quiet…But the manager swears that Tommy didn’t know anything about it.
Booth: You pull this scam again and I swear I’ll arrest you for conspiracy, fraud, and misrepresentation. You got me?
Mitch: Yes…Sir.
Booth: *turns to Bones* Come on. *turns back* And don’t even think about leaving town because both of you are under investigation for murder.
*they start to leave*
Bones: They are?
Booth: No I just don’t like them.
Meanwhile…in a car parked across the street creepy Pam is waiting. She snaps digital picture of Booth as he leads Bones to his car…
~*~*~
Back at the lab, Hodgins and Zack both need the bones. In the middle of arguing who should get them, Zack suddenly asks, “Did you know that I sang too?”
“What?”
“As a child.”
“You?”
“My parents felt that singing lessons would help integrate me socially.”
“Really…”
“Yes. I was quite good.”
Yes, yes he is! Zack busts into “Love is a many splendid thing…” and the lab literally comes to a stop. People from all over the lab filter in to listen to Zack’s amazing (and I really mean that!) singing. Cam and Angela are awed and amazed.
Angela: Wow! That was great. That was…great.
Zack: Thank you. I should get back to work now.
Hodgins and Zack finally decide who can take what bones, and Hodgins leaves. “Thanks for the concert.” Zack looks up and Angela and Cam are still standing there.
Zack: Is there something you need?
Cam: No--
Angela: Uh, no I’m just—doing my…
Cam: Thanks.
Coming out of their stupor, Cam and Angela leave, Angela giving Zack a major two-thumbs up on the way out. Zack goes back to his bones, completely oblivious. Awwww!
~*~*~
At the diner, Booth and Bones discuss the need to stand out from the crowd. Bones thinks it’s innate, Booth argues that it’s just obnoxious.
Bones: You were the best sniper when you were in the army.
Booth: I was just doing my job, okay? Well.
Bones: And that set you apart from the others.
Booth: Bones, we’re talking about singing some nightmarish Broadway song.
Bones: It doesn’t matter, whoever’s best has the status and power. And becomes the superior reign.
Booth: Yeah well I tell you, some of those people are not going to be mating that’s for sure.
Bones: But they will have power and prestige. You enjoy it because you are a superb agent.
Booth: You think?
Bones: Yeah of course. Since I am the best in my field, it would be self destructive for me to work with someone who is beneath me.
Booth: Oh, okay. Well, that’s good, because you know, I have to be honest here, sometimes I think that you feel you’re better than me.
Bones: Well, objectively I’m more intelligent—
Booth: There you go.
Bones: In certain areas. And in others, I understand my limitations and I…admire you expertise.
Booth: Hmm, you admire me?
Bones: In certain areas of expertise.
Booth: Well I admire your expertise as well. You know, the whole science thing.
Bones: Thank you. I’m an author too.
Booth: I know—
Bones: Best-selling, which gives me an elevated status.
Booth: Here comes the ego…
She’s not saying that she deserves it, just that society gives it to her whether she does or not. Bones thinks that “society should elevate scholars and teachers, not actors and athletes.”
“What about cops?”
“Very important.”
Their conversation gets interrupted by Booth’s cell phone. He picks it up. It’s Pam…She wants to meet.
Booth: I’m sorry, how did you get my number?
Pam: Your office patched me through. I said I was your mother.
(Run Booth! Run now!! Creepy Pam is after you!)
Booth:…Yeah, Dr. Brennan and I could meet with you.
Pam: No! Just you.
She can be at his office in a half an hour but he has to come alone. Booth asks, “I’m sorry, is this about Tommy?” Pam just smiles. “What else would it be about Agent Booth?”
Booth agrees to meet with her in a half an hour. Bones wants to know why she wants to meet with him alone, and Booth says it’s probably just because she makes Pam uncomfortable…(Sure it is Booth.)
~*~*~
Booth lets Pam into his office, where he flirts with him, constantly diverts the conversation away from the murder case, and even asks about the picture of his son and interrupts, “Hockey fan! I have that same print in my office!” She tells him about her season tickets. “We should go some time.”
(This is not good!)
Booth: Miss Newnan about the case—
Pam: Seeley please. Pam. *smiles* I need to ask you something.
Booth: Well usually I ask the questions--
Pam: Are you…dating Dr. Brennan?
Booth: No, I—she’s my partner.
Pam: I see…*she spots Parker’s picture* Your nephew?
Booth: *steps in front of the picture* That’s my son.
Pam: *suddenly stops smiling* Your married?
Booth: I’m not, listen I’m kind of busy here Ms. Newnan.
Pam: I brought you something.
She pulls out a little gift bag and hands it to him. Booth can’t really do anything but take it.
Booth: Okay…
Pam: I know you’ve got a thing for socks.
Booth: How did you—
Pam: I noticed them lasts time. On the outside your this big tough FBI guy, but on the inside you’re just like me. Unpredictable, like Tommy was.
Booth: Please—
Pam: I know. WE shouldn’t talk about our old flames, especially when we’re just getting to know each other.
Booth: Ms. Newnan. You said you had information about Tommy Sour’s murder.
Pam: *distracted, looking around Booth’s office* Really? I have faith you’ll find out who killed him. And Tommy wouldn’t want me to grieve forever. *smiles* Look at all these commendations. You’re really great at your job aren’t you?
Pam picks up the socks Booth dropped somewhere in there and steps up to him. “It’s one of the reasons I’m drawn to you.”
Booth steps back. “Ma’am, this is way inappropriate.”
Pam starts to giggle. “Ma’am? That is so cute! I can’t wait to tell my mom you just said that. Well, bye for now.”
Pam leaves a stunned, uncomfortable Booth standing alone in his office. Guess Sweets was right, huh Booth?
~*~*~
Back in Bones’s office, she and Sweets are watching Tommy’s myspace videos as Booth joins them. Sweets says that there’s two kinds of performers. Presentational and representational. The presentational are the show-offs, like Tommy. The representational do it for the audience, want them to feel a sort of catharsis in the performance. Sweets thinks Tommy was a one-hit-wonder.
“Like Chumbawamba.” Booth and Bones have no idea what he’s talking about. “Oh come on, it’s a great song!”
Bones and Sweets start arguing about psychology vs. society, and Booth breaks them up (Literally, he pulls their rolling chairs apart. LoL)
So, how did it go with Pam? Sweets can’t believe Booth saw him again, and Booth doesn’t think it’s a big deal. She just gave him some socks—At this Bones cracks up.
Booth: It’s not funny.
Sweets: It’s not funny.
Bones: Then why did I laugh?
Sweets: Pam Newnan controls your emotional agenda through seeming vulnerability followed by generosity. It’s classic manipulation.
Booth: Then I’ll just mail the socks back.
Bones suddenly notices that Tommy was about to release a CD called “I can’t do better than you.” Pam probably thought there was a hidden message to her in all his songs. Bones grins and admits that until she was 13 she wanted to be the next Cindy Lauper.
Booth’s reaction? “I’d say you were just kidding, but I don’t think you know how to kid.”
Bones lets them know that her mom told her she sang “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” just as well as Cindy Lauper. “Mothers do that,” Sweets points out, but Bones doesn’t believe that her mom would lie to her like that. Neither Sweets nor Booth can convincer her that she’s wrong. She simply tells Sweets that she thinks he’s wrong.
Booth: Okay then, go ahead. Belt it out.
Bones: No.
Sweets: Yeah come on give us a few bars.
Bones: Absolutely not.
Booth: Come on!
Bones: I can’t just bust into song. I have to have music and an appropriate atmosphere of frivolity.
Booth: Diva! Forensic genius, best-selling author, better than Cindy Lauper…
Suddenly Sweets notices something on the myspace video. Tommy’s singing to the woman who shushed Booth and Bones at Open Mic Night. Chris is sitting next to her and he definitely has on his angry eyes! (or as Sweets puts it, “He appears to be angry. Like, ‘get outta my way’ angry.”)
Bones: He plays the guitar.
Booth: Yeah?
Bones: That’s how Tommy died.
~*~*~
Back at the lab, Bones pulls a guitar string through a giant block of cheese and declares that, “The guitar string could definitely be the murder weapon.”
“Why?” Booth asks, “Because it cut the cheese?”
Bones goes on to explain in her rational Bones way how it could be as Sweets chuckles and Cam just shakes her head. Bones gets done explaining, and Cam tells her, “Yeah he knew that. He just wanted to say ‘cut the cheese’.” Sweets laughs even harder and Booth joins in. Boys.
Time for act-out-the-murder! Hodgins is the guitar player, and (as usual) Zack is the victim. Sweets is enthralled. They reenact the murder. Tommy was approached from behind, the guitar string cut through his throat, thus slicing his trachea, and as he lost consciousness he fell forward, fracturing his chin.
Booth realizes that Tommy didn’t fight back. He was too high at the time to even realize what was going on. This also explains the shaving of the vertebrae.
Sweets: Amazing.
~*~*~
Booth brings in Chris and tells him he knows he didn’t like Tommy singing to his girl. Chris comes back with the fact that Helen’s not his girl, but she is married to someone else.
“Look,” he says. “I feelin’ a little paranoid here, like I’m being persecuted or something”
“Persecuted? Really? Maybe because you’re feeling a little guilty?”
Chris tells him that a couple of years ago he was the one who introduced Tommy to his trainer friend Jason. They were going to go into business together, but Tommy took the 50 grand to produce his CD instead.
~*~*~
Booth and Bones head back to the gym. Dr. Jason’s gone. Booth calls it in.
~*~*~
Back at the lab Bones asks Hodgins for his swab results ASAP. They don’t think a guitar string is the murder weapon anymore. Now they’re looking for something used in a gym or maybe by a physical therapist. Bones gets a call on her phone and rushes out.
~*~*~
Booth’s caught up with Dr. Jason. He and Bones bring him into the interrogation room, where Dr. Jason says he was just running and hiding from the bank. Without Tommy he was responsible for the whole $50,000. Dr. Jason doesn’t seem too worried about possibly being charged with Tommy’s murder. To him murder without motive is just like riding a stationary bike. “You get nowhere fast.”
“Like right now?” Booth asks.
Dr. Jason stops smirking. Bones asks him if he uses any sort of wire in his practice, and he refuses to answer any more questions without a lawyer.
Suddenly the door opens and Hodgins bursts in. Booth tries to tell him he can’t just bust into an interrogation, but Hodgins is just there following Bones’s orders. She needed her results, and he has them.
“There was elemental evidence on the vertebrae.” In English, what Hodgins found was clay.
Dr. Jason: I have nothing to do with clay.
Hodgins: Oh I know, you’re totally gonna be cleared.
Booth: Hey, you can’t say that, this is my place!
Hodgins keeps going, telling Bones that there was also silver in the clay. He’s found the place that sells clay infused with silver. They sell direct over the internet “and, get this, they recently sent a package to the other unit of our victim’s duplex.”
Guess Dr. Jason isn’t the murderer after all.
~*~*~
Booth and Bones show up at Tommy’s neighbor’s apartment. He points out that he’s the one who reported Tommy missing, why would he kill him? Bones goes right over to his sculpting wire and tests it for blood. Positive.
As he’s being arrested, the guy tries to defend himself by saying that it was an accident. “The noise!” He needed to concentrate for his work, but Tommy was always singing at the top of his lungs, and then the alarm. He went after Tommy one day when he was taking out his trash. He didn’t mean to kill him. “It was quiet. It was finally quiet.”
~*~*~
The Checker Box
Bones walks in to find everyone sitting at tables in front of the stage. Whoa, what’s going on? Booth gets up to tell her, “Your need to sing in front of a live audience? It’s innate Bones.”
“No way.”
“Hey, I got the music, the frivolity. What else do you need?”
Everyone, Sweets included, is there to cheer her along. Sweets assures her that after she goes he’ll be singing Lime in the Coconut. “And you will be extremely impressed. As was my abnormal psychology class in college.” He tells her that this is a gift from Booth and to trust herself and her friends. “Let it rip, let’s hear.”
Angela, Hodgins, and Cam cheer her on too, and eventually Bones gets up on stage. She pauses a second to half grin-half glare at Booth, then rips off her jacket. Whoohoo! Go Bones!
Bones sings her heart out (much to the enjoyment of Booth, Sweets, and the squints). “Girls just wanna have fuuun!”
Booth pulls out a lighter, grinning with the rest of them as *Gasp!* Pam walks in. (NOOO! Bad bad bad.)
Bones continues to sing and dance Booth continues to grin. Pam spots him grinning at Bones and her face falls.
“Look at me,” she urges him. “Not her.”
Booth is rockin’ out with everyone else as Pam slowly reaches into her purse. “Seeley!” she calls out. “SEELEY!”
Booth turns.
“I’m doing this for us.” She aims the gun at Bones.
Booth leaps out of his chair, jumping in front of Bones and going for his gun but Pam fires, hitting him in the chest.
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! !!!!!
The audience starts screaming as a very shocked Booth staggers and falls to the ground. Bones rushes off the stage to her partner. She glances back at Pam, who raises her gun to shoot again, but Bones is quicker this time. She grabs Booth’s gun and shoots, hitting Pam right through the neck.
Nice shot Bones!
Hodgins shouts at Zack to call 911 as he rushes over to get Pam’s gun. Angela stand by horrified as Bones leans over Booth urging him to stay with her.
“You can do this, you’re gonna be fine, you can make it.” Bones presses her hand over his bullet wound and he takes her other hand.
“Booth, come on, you’re gonna be fine! Booth?” Blood seeps through her hand on his chest. His breath is getting labored. All he can do is stare at her as he goes into shock. “COME ON! Come on Booth, come on!”
Bones grabs him into a hug, still frantically reassuring him that he’s going to be okay. “Come on, you can do this.” She’s starting to panic. “Come on Booth, no…”
His vision is fading…it’s getting darker…
”Come on Booth!”
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Ahhh! Booth! NOOO! Wow, okay I totally didn't see it happening quite like that. They were all so happy and then BAM! I offically hate "Fat Pam"!! Nobody shoots my Booth and gets away with it! (Although as my sister pointed out, "If it makes you feel any better she was aiming for Bones." LoL No that doesn't make me feel any better. But true, it does show how noble he is. Taking a bullet for his partner like that.)
Great episode! I'm so glad it's not the season finale though. I'd hate to have to wait all summer to find out what happens next!
PS-Zack busting into song? Classic!!
*screencaps from Bones Fans Online
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American Idol’s Ace Young guest stars as Tommy Sour, the young weight trainer/”wannabe in the weeds” who steals a fellow open mic night regular’s song right before he’s getting ready to sing it for a talent scout. Unfortunately for Tommy, his time in the spotlight is up.
~*~*~
Booth, Bones, and Cam arrive at the crime scene to find a headless body with nearly every bone in his body broken. As Bones and Cam examine the remains, Booth tries to get his allergy sneezing fit under control. A construction worker ran across the victim’s body (quite literally with his machinery) and no one seems to know where the skeleton’s head is.
“Found it!” Bones calls out, scanning her flashlight over the head which is now hanging from the grill of the car. Looks like the victim was killed and decapitated. Booth asks if it could get any worse for the poor guy, and *cue eye falling from socket still attached with bugs all over it!*
Back at the lab, Cam and Zack determine that the victim was muscular and probably had a cold, as Cam found tea and honey in his stomach and the remains of a throat lozenge. Hodgins examines the victim’s cool watch that measured heart rate calories burned, speed, distance…Angela thinks, “it’s bad enough going to the gym without being yelled out by a watch.”
Zack lets them in on his own apartment workout, adding that, “I’m deceptively strong.”
Cam: I’m deceived!
Angela gets a hit on a missing boy named Tommy who matches the description.
~*~*~
Booth and Bones head on over to Tommy’s apartment complex. They knock on the door but no one answers despite a consistently beeping alarm clock. Booth hears someone in there…
Bones: Hey, break down the door!
Booth: It hurts my shoulder when I break down the door.
Bones gets ready to just enter and Booth tries to stop with, “You don’t just walk in—” Oh, hello.
The door opens and a young man apologizes for not answering right away, as he had his earplugs in. He’s the one to reported Tommy missing a couple of weeks ago. He lets them into his apartment, which is covered in art and sculptures. He asks them to excuse the mess. He has a show next week.
The incredibly annoying alarm clock is still beeping. Apparently it’s been beeping every two minutes since Tommy went missing, hence the earplugs. Booth tells Mr. Mathews that Tommy is dead. Before he went missing was there anything unusual about his actions?
Mathews admits he didn’t really know Tommy that well. Although he was the one who reported him missing, it’s not like they hung out or anything. They did the usual neighbor things, small talk on the way to take the trash out, that sort of thing. He mostly just reported Tommy missing because of the mail piling up and the annoying alarm clock.
They ask him if anyone strange has been coming around, and Mathews says, “Yeah ‘Fat Pam’.” It’s what everyone, Tommy included, called one of his obsessive clients. And by obsessive, I mean not about working out, but about him. Tommy was her trainer and she fell in love with him.
Mathews and Bones argue about the definition of “fat”. “Must you call her ‘Fat Pam’?”
Mathews lets them know that ‘Fat Pam’ showed up outside in a teddy and heels on night. Tommy didn’t even let her in.
Booth thanks Mathews for his help and he and Bones head out.
“Hey!” Mathews calls out after them. “Think maybe you could go turn the alarm off? Or just shoot it?”
~*~*~
Back in the lab Zack has discovered that the victim’s C5 vertebrae seems to be shaved on its front from something like a cheese slicer. Whatever the murder weapon is, it’s definitely not a knife. And a cheese slicer is probably out of the question so…Zack will start looking for alternative solutions.
~*~*~
Booth and Bones make a visit to the fitness center, where Booth defends, “these people are just trying to get healthy Bones, that’s all.”
She points out that, “There’s a fine line between health and vanity.”
Meanwhile, Booth has become slightly distracted by a woman working out in front of them. Bones notices and slaps his arm. “You are oogling that woman!”
“What? No, I just—I—I’m—” Booth stutters.
“Yes you are!”
“I’m just admiring her routine.”
The center’s manager, Dr. Jason interrupts to see what they want. He introduces himself then wants to know what Tommy’s done to get himself into trouble this time.
“He’s dead.”
“That explains why he’s not returning my calls.”
Bones makes a face, and Booth tells the man, “You don’t seem too upset about that.”
Jason explains that Tommy was his most popular trainer and since he’s disappeared, Jason’s had to deal with a lot of angry clients. Booth asks if he knows the person some people refer to as “Fat Pam?”
Yes, Jason knows who Booth is talking about. The woman was obsessed, fell in love with him, and started freaking Tommy out. She even invited him on a Caribbean cruise! Jason gives them Pam’s number.
Bones starts to leave and notices Booth has once again become distracted by workout-woman.
“Booth!”
“Yeah?”
“That does not help the investigation.”
Booth only shrugs helplessly. What? He’s a guy, he can’t help it.
~*~*~
Booth and Bones interview Pam in Booth’s office, where they’re booth picking up a very stalkery vibe. Could be the fact that she brought a photo album full of pictures of Tommy that are…well, as Booth puts it, “taken from quite a distance Pam.”
Pam says that it’s just because Tommy’s so shy. It was one of the things she loved about him. “He’s such a sweetheart.”
Bones asks, “Does Tommy share your affection?”
Pam is insulted. “Why do you ask it like that? Because I don’t look like a scarecrow? Like you?
“Hey!” it’s Bones’s turn to be insulted. “What are you coming after me for?” She turns to Booth, honestly asking, “Do I look like a scarecrow?”
“You—” Booth sidesteps the answer and turns to Pam. “I think you look good.”
“Thank you,” Pam answers. “Like Tommy you see me for who I really am not—scrawny.” She looks sideways at Bones, who immediately retaliates.
“I am not scrawny. My body mass index is well within normal limits!”
Booth steers the conversation back to Tommy, and Pan asks, “If he didn’t love me, why did he want to marry me?”
This catches Booth off guard. “He wanted to marry you?”
“Tommy’s my life and I’m his.”
Pam lets them know that whatever they think Tommy’s done, she knows he didn’t do it, and Bones tells her that it’s not what Tommy did that they’re worried about, “It’s what you may have done.”
Pam doesn’t understand, so Booth gets the unfortunate task of telling her that Tommy is dead.
~*~*~
Pam is brought into the official interrogating room, and Booth questions her while Bones and Sweets watch from behind the mirror.
Sweets profiles, “She’s someone who’s slightly large, who believes she’s a very large person, who can convince people that she’s only slightly large. And the way people treat her convinces her she’s right.”
Bones: That’s interesting.
Sweets: See, you’re only pretending it’s interesting. It means very little to you.
Bones: That’s true.
Sweets decides she has an irrational prejudice against psychology, probably because of emotions that are too complicated for her to deal with. Bones just looks at him confused as he continues (acting out his words), “And I poke and I prod at them, which makes them real. And painful.”
Bones pulls away from his poking and prodding to say, “And yet I feel no pain, just sort of, disinterest. So why don’t you take your powers of observations…” she points at Pam. “Focus them on her.”
Sweets stares at her until she turns to give him The Look.
“All right…” Sweets goes back to Pam. “She’s sorting her trail mix.” Sweets thinks she’s nervous, is trying to control a situation that is out of her control. Bones things she’s just bored. She has been there for almost an hour now.
They watch as Booth enters the room. He glances at the trail mix and apologizes for keeping her waiting. She starts out immediately with, “I didn’t kill Tommy.”
Booth nods toward the sorted trail mix. “What’s this?”
“I got bored.”
Bones gives Sweets a triumphant look.
Booth sits down across the table from Pam and tells her that he believes that she did love Tommy.
“Thank you Agent Booth.”
“But I don’t think that he loved you back.”
“Because I’m not anorexic?”
“Miss Newnan—”
“Call me Pam.”
“Pam,” Booth corrects. “You were stalking him and he was avoiding you.”
Pam argues that if Tommy didn’t love her then why would he have given her the expensive “PAM” bracelet she’s currently wearing? Booth looks at the bracelet and asks what she gave Tommy before he gave her the bracelet.
“Ahhhh, excellent question,” Sweets comments from behind the glass. Bones just looks at him.
Pam doesn’t understand why that’s relevant, and Booth says he’s just curious. She gave him a $1,000 gift certificate to the music center. As Booth says, “A thousand dollars, wow that’s generous…”
Sweets explains to Bones that Pam was trying to obligate Tommy, force him into an emotional connection. “It’s extremely passive aggressive.”
“So do you think that she killed him?”
“Well, there’s no question that she’s deluded,” Sweets says. “I mean, if she truly believed that he was going to marry her? Then she was setting herself up for a tragic ending.”
“Tragic?”
“Well, one way to ensure that he didn’t leave her…”
“Would be to kill him.”
Inside the interrogation room, Pam continues to go on about how much Tommy was her life, how much she loved and wanted to support him. She asks when they found Tommy’s body, and then explains that she couldn’t have killed him, as she was in Florida.
“Left last month, just got back two days ago,” Pam says. “I was with mom and daddy planning the wedding.”
Sweets, Bones, and Booth are all surprised and creeped out by this.
“The…wedding between you and Tommy?” Booth asks.
“Of course silly,” Pam answers.
Okay then…Booth tells her he’s going to need her parents’ number to confirm that she was in Florida. Pam writes it down, and as Booth is leaving, she mutters sadly, “Who’s going to love me now?”
Booth stops. “I’m sorry.’
Sweets: No, no, no, don’t touch her!
Too late.
Bones: Why?
Pam glances at Booth’s hand on her shoulder and smiles. “Thank you Agent Booth.”
(Ah man! That can’t be good…)
~*~*~
Back in Booth’s office, Sweets continues on his profile of Pam. “The pathology’s clear. She’s possessive and amoral.” Bones starts to talk to Booth, but he’s busy on the phone, so Sweets continues, “Her emotional connections are formed through manipulation and delusion. Once a connection that tenuous breaks—”
“So she killed Tommy Sour?”
“I can’t say that, but she is a dangerous person.”
Booth hangs up the phone to let them know that Pam’s story checks out. She was in Florida, and now her parents are devastated, “That their future son-in-law, who they never met, will no longer be her love-monkey.”
Bones: Well Dr. Sweets still thinks that she’s the killer.
Sweets: Dangerous. I think she’s dangerous.
Booth: I agree.
Sweets: Thank you Agent Booth.
Booth: All those gifts, and taking pictures from a distance, and showing up in the middle of the night in a nighty. It’s all very “dangerous”.
Bones grins.
Sweets: Mocking will not change my opinion. I’ve been mocked many many times before…That came out wrong.
Booth thanks Sweets for his services, and on his way out Sweets just warns to be careful of Pam. Oh yeah, “And remember, our session on Tuesday’s at four. Trust exercises? Be there!”
He grins and waves on his way out.
~*~*~
Back at the lab, Cam pages Bones to show her that the victim’s blood was infected with E. coli. Thanks to the CDC, she tracked the outbreak to The Chatterbox restaurant in Alexandria, VA. The culprit? The same kind of honey she found in Tommy’s stomach.
Guess their off to The Chatterbox!
~*~*~
Bones walks in to find Booth cringing at a table as he watches a guy sing on stage. “Finally! I mean, one more show tune and I was gonna start shooting!”
Bones stares in awe at the guy on stage. “He has excellent projection. I heard him while I was parking.”
Alright then. Booth lets her know that he checked with some of the people and open mic night is every Monday and Tuesday. He gets shushed by one of the girls in the audience. Bones doesn’t know what open mic night is, so Booth explains and the same woman turns around. “Will you please be quiet?”
Bones and Booth continue to talk.
Bones: This guy’s not bad.
Booth: You’re kidding.
Bones: No! I love his enthusiasm.
The guy sitting with the woman who complained before, suddenly turns around. “Dude! Do I need to get the manager?”
“Dude!” Booth answers, pulling out his badge. “You know what? That would be great. Why don’t you point him out to us?”
He does.
The guy on stage finishes singing and Bones claps heartily for him. The manager gets up to introduce the “smooth and silky” next singer named Chris. (a.k.a. the guy who was just threatening to get the manager).
Booth and Bones head on over to talk to the manager, who is surprised to find out Tommy was dead. “He was good for business.” Talented, showed up for open mic night since day one.
Booth: Everyone things they’re the next Kelly Clarkson.
Bones: Who’s Kelly Clarkson?
Booth: American Idol?...”Because of You”…?
Bones: Because of me?
Booth gives up.
Was there anything unusual about Tommy’s final performance? No, except that he stole Chris’s song right before he was going to sing it. And on a talent scout night too. Chris had to default to “Piano Man”. Ouch!
When Chris finished singing, they started yelling at each other, took it outside, and no one ever saw Tommy again.
Booth and Bones talk to Chris, who tells them that Tommy thought he was going to be big; even wrote himself a check for a million dollars he was expecting to cash by Christmas. Was he good? They should check out his Myspace page.
Bones suddenly cuts in to comment on how good she thinks the singer on stage is.
Booth: Thank you Paula.
He then gets back to the murder investigation. So Chris and Tommy had a fight? Yeah, Tommy stole his song, they went outside, he didn’t kill him. He can talk to the talent scout if he wants.
Booth heads over to the talent scout, makes small talk, tells him about his band in college. But hey, what’s he doing way in the back if he’s scouting new talent? Shouldn’t he be in the front?
The talent scout tries to get Booth to leave, but Booth is too quick. He grabs the guy’s notepad to find…nothing but doodles. Talent scout, huh? Right…How about we step outside?
Booth and Bones talk to the “talent scout”, Mitch, and the manager outside. They insist that they weren’t doing anything wrong, just trying to up business and all that. Bones points out that it was wrong. “You lied to them. You exploited their need for attention, that’s cruel!”
Booth theorizes that Tommy got wind of the scam, approaches the manager, who gets mad and wants to keep him quiet…But the manager swears that Tommy didn’t know anything about it.
Booth: You pull this scam again and I swear I’ll arrest you for conspiracy, fraud, and misrepresentation. You got me?
Mitch: Yes…Sir.
Booth: *turns to Bones* Come on. *turns back* And don’t even think about leaving town because both of you are under investigation for murder.
*they start to leave*
Bones: They are?
Booth: No I just don’t like them.
Meanwhile…in a car parked across the street creepy Pam is waiting. She snaps digital picture of Booth as he leads Bones to his car…
~*~*~
Back at the lab, Hodgins and Zack both need the bones. In the middle of arguing who should get them, Zack suddenly asks, “Did you know that I sang too?”
“What?”
“As a child.”
“You?”
“My parents felt that singing lessons would help integrate me socially.”
“Really…”
“Yes. I was quite good.”
Yes, yes he is! Zack busts into “Love is a many splendid thing…” and the lab literally comes to a stop. People from all over the lab filter in to listen to Zack’s amazing (and I really mean that!) singing. Cam and Angela are awed and amazed.
Angela: Wow! That was great. That was…great.
Zack: Thank you. I should get back to work now.
Hodgins and Zack finally decide who can take what bones, and Hodgins leaves. “Thanks for the concert.” Zack looks up and Angela and Cam are still standing there.
Zack: Is there something you need?
Cam: No--
Angela: Uh, no I’m just—doing my…
Cam: Thanks.
Coming out of their stupor, Cam and Angela leave, Angela giving Zack a major two-thumbs up on the way out. Zack goes back to his bones, completely oblivious. Awwww!
~*~*~
At the diner, Booth and Bones discuss the need to stand out from the crowd. Bones thinks it’s innate, Booth argues that it’s just obnoxious.
Bones: You were the best sniper when you were in the army.
Booth: I was just doing my job, okay? Well.
Bones: And that set you apart from the others.
Booth: Bones, we’re talking about singing some nightmarish Broadway song.
Bones: It doesn’t matter, whoever’s best has the status and power. And becomes the superior reign.
Booth: Yeah well I tell you, some of those people are not going to be mating that’s for sure.
Bones: But they will have power and prestige. You enjoy it because you are a superb agent.
Booth: You think?
Bones: Yeah of course. Since I am the best in my field, it would be self destructive for me to work with someone who is beneath me.
Booth: Oh, okay. Well, that’s good, because you know, I have to be honest here, sometimes I think that you feel you’re better than me.
Bones: Well, objectively I’m more intelligent—
Booth: There you go.
Bones: In certain areas. And in others, I understand my limitations and I…admire you expertise.
Booth: Hmm, you admire me?
Bones: In certain areas of expertise.
Booth: Well I admire your expertise as well. You know, the whole science thing.
Bones: Thank you. I’m an author too.
Booth: I know—
Bones: Best-selling, which gives me an elevated status.
Booth: Here comes the ego…
She’s not saying that she deserves it, just that society gives it to her whether she does or not. Bones thinks that “society should elevate scholars and teachers, not actors and athletes.”
“What about cops?”
“Very important.”
Their conversation gets interrupted by Booth’s cell phone. He picks it up. It’s Pam…She wants to meet.
Booth: I’m sorry, how did you get my number?
Pam: Your office patched me through. I said I was your mother.
(Run Booth! Run now!! Creepy Pam is after you!)
Booth:…Yeah, Dr. Brennan and I could meet with you.
Pam: No! Just you.
She can be at his office in a half an hour but he has to come alone. Booth asks, “I’m sorry, is this about Tommy?” Pam just smiles. “What else would it be about Agent Booth?”
Booth agrees to meet with her in a half an hour. Bones wants to know why she wants to meet with him alone, and Booth says it’s probably just because she makes Pam uncomfortable…(Sure it is Booth.)
~*~*~
Booth lets Pam into his office, where he flirts with him, constantly diverts the conversation away from the murder case, and even asks about the picture of his son and interrupts, “Hockey fan! I have that same print in my office!” She tells him about her season tickets. “We should go some time.”
(This is not good!)
Booth: Miss Newnan about the case—
Pam: Seeley please. Pam. *smiles* I need to ask you something.
Booth: Well usually I ask the questions--
Pam: Are you…dating Dr. Brennan?
Booth: No, I—she’s my partner.
Pam: I see…*she spots Parker’s picture* Your nephew?
Booth: *steps in front of the picture* That’s my son.
Pam: *suddenly stops smiling* Your married?
Booth: I’m not, listen I’m kind of busy here Ms. Newnan.
Pam: I brought you something.
She pulls out a little gift bag and hands it to him. Booth can’t really do anything but take it.
Booth: Okay…
Pam: I know you’ve got a thing for socks.
Booth: How did you—
Pam: I noticed them lasts time. On the outside your this big tough FBI guy, but on the inside you’re just like me. Unpredictable, like Tommy was.
Booth: Please—
Pam: I know. WE shouldn’t talk about our old flames, especially when we’re just getting to know each other.
Booth: Ms. Newnan. You said you had information about Tommy Sour’s murder.
Pam: *distracted, looking around Booth’s office* Really? I have faith you’ll find out who killed him. And Tommy wouldn’t want me to grieve forever. *smiles* Look at all these commendations. You’re really great at your job aren’t you?
Pam picks up the socks Booth dropped somewhere in there and steps up to him. “It’s one of the reasons I’m drawn to you.”
Booth steps back. “Ma’am, this is way inappropriate.”
Pam starts to giggle. “Ma’am? That is so cute! I can’t wait to tell my mom you just said that. Well, bye for now.”
Pam leaves a stunned, uncomfortable Booth standing alone in his office. Guess Sweets was right, huh Booth?
~*~*~
Back in Bones’s office, she and Sweets are watching Tommy’s myspace videos as Booth joins them. Sweets says that there’s two kinds of performers. Presentational and representational. The presentational are the show-offs, like Tommy. The representational do it for the audience, want them to feel a sort of catharsis in the performance. Sweets thinks Tommy was a one-hit-wonder.
“Like Chumbawamba.” Booth and Bones have no idea what he’s talking about. “Oh come on, it’s a great song!”
Bones and Sweets start arguing about psychology vs. society, and Booth breaks them up (Literally, he pulls their rolling chairs apart. LoL)
So, how did it go with Pam? Sweets can’t believe Booth saw him again, and Booth doesn’t think it’s a big deal. She just gave him some socks—At this Bones cracks up.
Booth: It’s not funny.
Sweets: It’s not funny.
Bones: Then why did I laugh?
Sweets: Pam Newnan controls your emotional agenda through seeming vulnerability followed by generosity. It’s classic manipulation.
Booth: Then I’ll just mail the socks back.
Bones suddenly notices that Tommy was about to release a CD called “I can’t do better than you.” Pam probably thought there was a hidden message to her in all his songs. Bones grins and admits that until she was 13 she wanted to be the next Cindy Lauper.
Booth’s reaction? “I’d say you were just kidding, but I don’t think you know how to kid.”
Bones lets them know that her mom told her she sang “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” just as well as Cindy Lauper. “Mothers do that,” Sweets points out, but Bones doesn’t believe that her mom would lie to her like that. Neither Sweets nor Booth can convincer her that she’s wrong. She simply tells Sweets that she thinks he’s wrong.
Booth: Okay then, go ahead. Belt it out.
Bones: No.
Sweets: Yeah come on give us a few bars.
Bones: Absolutely not.
Booth: Come on!
Bones: I can’t just bust into song. I have to have music and an appropriate atmosphere of frivolity.
Booth: Diva! Forensic genius, best-selling author, better than Cindy Lauper…
Suddenly Sweets notices something on the myspace video. Tommy’s singing to the woman who shushed Booth and Bones at Open Mic Night. Chris is sitting next to her and he definitely has on his angry eyes! (or as Sweets puts it, “He appears to be angry. Like, ‘get outta my way’ angry.”)
Bones: He plays the guitar.
Booth: Yeah?
Bones: That’s how Tommy died.
~*~*~
Back at the lab, Bones pulls a guitar string through a giant block of cheese and declares that, “The guitar string could definitely be the murder weapon.”
“Why?” Booth asks, “Because it cut the cheese?”
Bones goes on to explain in her rational Bones way how it could be as Sweets chuckles and Cam just shakes her head. Bones gets done explaining, and Cam tells her, “Yeah he knew that. He just wanted to say ‘cut the cheese’.” Sweets laughs even harder and Booth joins in. Boys.
Time for act-out-the-murder! Hodgins is the guitar player, and (as usual) Zack is the victim. Sweets is enthralled. They reenact the murder. Tommy was approached from behind, the guitar string cut through his throat, thus slicing his trachea, and as he lost consciousness he fell forward, fracturing his chin.
Booth realizes that Tommy didn’t fight back. He was too high at the time to even realize what was going on. This also explains the shaving of the vertebrae.
Sweets: Amazing.
~*~*~
Booth brings in Chris and tells him he knows he didn’t like Tommy singing to his girl. Chris comes back with the fact that Helen’s not his girl, but she is married to someone else.
“Look,” he says. “I feelin’ a little paranoid here, like I’m being persecuted or something”
“Persecuted? Really? Maybe because you’re feeling a little guilty?”
Chris tells him that a couple of years ago he was the one who introduced Tommy to his trainer friend Jason. They were going to go into business together, but Tommy took the 50 grand to produce his CD instead.
~*~*~
Booth and Bones head back to the gym. Dr. Jason’s gone. Booth calls it in.
~*~*~
Back at the lab Bones asks Hodgins for his swab results ASAP. They don’t think a guitar string is the murder weapon anymore. Now they’re looking for something used in a gym or maybe by a physical therapist. Bones gets a call on her phone and rushes out.
~*~*~
Booth’s caught up with Dr. Jason. He and Bones bring him into the interrogation room, where Dr. Jason says he was just running and hiding from the bank. Without Tommy he was responsible for the whole $50,000. Dr. Jason doesn’t seem too worried about possibly being charged with Tommy’s murder. To him murder without motive is just like riding a stationary bike. “You get nowhere fast.”
“Like right now?” Booth asks.
Dr. Jason stops smirking. Bones asks him if he uses any sort of wire in his practice, and he refuses to answer any more questions without a lawyer.
Suddenly the door opens and Hodgins bursts in. Booth tries to tell him he can’t just bust into an interrogation, but Hodgins is just there following Bones’s orders. She needed her results, and he has them.
“There was elemental evidence on the vertebrae.” In English, what Hodgins found was clay.
Dr. Jason: I have nothing to do with clay.
Hodgins: Oh I know, you’re totally gonna be cleared.
Booth: Hey, you can’t say that, this is my place!
Hodgins keeps going, telling Bones that there was also silver in the clay. He’s found the place that sells clay infused with silver. They sell direct over the internet “and, get this, they recently sent a package to the other unit of our victim’s duplex.”
Guess Dr. Jason isn’t the murderer after all.
~*~*~
Booth and Bones show up at Tommy’s neighbor’s apartment. He points out that he’s the one who reported Tommy missing, why would he kill him? Bones goes right over to his sculpting wire and tests it for blood. Positive.
As he’s being arrested, the guy tries to defend himself by saying that it was an accident. “The noise!” He needed to concentrate for his work, but Tommy was always singing at the top of his lungs, and then the alarm. He went after Tommy one day when he was taking out his trash. He didn’t mean to kill him. “It was quiet. It was finally quiet.”
~*~*~
The Checker Box
Bones walks in to find everyone sitting at tables in front of the stage. Whoa, what’s going on? Booth gets up to tell her, “Your need to sing in front of a live audience? It’s innate Bones.”
“No way.”
“Hey, I got the music, the frivolity. What else do you need?”
Everyone, Sweets included, is there to cheer her along. Sweets assures her that after she goes he’ll be singing Lime in the Coconut. “And you will be extremely impressed. As was my abnormal psychology class in college.” He tells her that this is a gift from Booth and to trust herself and her friends. “Let it rip, let’s hear.”
Angela, Hodgins, and Cam cheer her on too, and eventually Bones gets up on stage. She pauses a second to half grin-half glare at Booth, then rips off her jacket. Whoohoo! Go Bones!
Bones sings her heart out (much to the enjoyment of Booth, Sweets, and the squints). “Girls just wanna have fuuun!”
Booth pulls out a lighter, grinning with the rest of them as *Gasp!* Pam walks in. (NOOO! Bad bad bad.)
Bones continues to sing and dance Booth continues to grin. Pam spots him grinning at Bones and her face falls.
“Look at me,” she urges him. “Not her.”
Booth is rockin’ out with everyone else as Pam slowly reaches into her purse. “Seeley!” she calls out. “SEELEY!”
Booth turns.
“I’m doing this for us.” She aims the gun at Bones.
Booth leaps out of his chair, jumping in front of Bones and going for his gun but Pam fires, hitting him in the chest.
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! !!!!!
The audience starts screaming as a very shocked Booth staggers and falls to the ground. Bones rushes off the stage to her partner. She glances back at Pam, who raises her gun to shoot again, but Bones is quicker this time. She grabs Booth’s gun and shoots, hitting Pam right through the neck.
Nice shot Bones!
Hodgins shouts at Zack to call 911 as he rushes over to get Pam’s gun. Angela stand by horrified as Bones leans over Booth urging him to stay with her.
“You can do this, you’re gonna be fine, you can make it.” Bones presses her hand over his bullet wound and he takes her other hand.
“Booth, come on, you’re gonna be fine! Booth?” Blood seeps through her hand on his chest. His breath is getting labored. All he can do is stare at her as he goes into shock. “COME ON! Come on Booth, come on!”
Bones grabs him into a hug, still frantically reassuring him that he’s going to be okay. “Come on, you can do this.” She’s starting to panic. “Come on Booth, no…”
His vision is fading…it’s getting darker…
”Come on Booth!”
END.
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Ahhh! Booth! NOOO! Wow, okay I totally didn't see it happening quite like that. They were all so happy and then BAM! I offically hate "Fat Pam"!! Nobody shoots my Booth and gets away with it! (Although as my sister pointed out, "If it makes you feel any better she was aiming for Bones." LoL No that doesn't make me feel any better. But true, it does show how noble he is. Taking a bullet for his partner like that.
)Great episode! I'm so glad it's not the season finale though. I'd hate to have to wait all summer to find out what happens next!
PS-Zack busting into song? Classic!!
*screencaps from Bones Fans Online
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