CSI: MIAMI
1X11: CAMP FEAR
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON CBS: 12/16/2002
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Written by EDDIE GUERRA & STEVEN MAEDA
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SUMMARY: Horatio and Calleigh investigate the death of a teenaged girl found on
the outskirts of a disciplinary military camp for girls. Speedle and Delko
investigate the death of a body found in a trailer burned from the stomach out.
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CSI: MIAMI
1X11: CAMP FEAR
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COLD OPEN:
[EXT. VARIOUS MIAMI CITY SCENES (STOCK) - DAY]
[EXT. ROAD -- DAY]
(An old school bus pulls up along the road and stops. It's filled with young
teenaged women.)
MAN: Okay, ladies, move out.
(The teenaged girls get out of the bus. Each is wearing an orange and yellow
vest and carrying a red plastic garbage bag and trash stick.)
(A long, blonde-haired girl exits the bus and looks at someone behind her.)
(The other girls start picking up trash along side the road.)
BLONDE-GIRL: Follow me.
(The blonde-haired girl and Amy ditch the group and head into the bushes.)
BLONDE-GIRL: Come on, Amy, let's go.
(The others in the group continue down the road.)
BLONDE-GIRL: Let's ditch.
AMY: Okay.
SHORT TIME CUT TO:
[EXT. BUSHES - DAY]
(The blonde-haired girl takes out a pack of cigarettes and a book of matches.
AMY: Where did you get those?
BLONDE-GIRL: My mom's purse.
AMY: You are so busted.
(They both take a cigarette.)
BLONDE-GIRL: She won't know the difference. She doesn't even know I'm here
today.
AMY: Come on, hurry up.
(The blonde-haired girl tries to light the match and drops the matchbook.)
AMY: Dork.
BLONDE-GIRL: Shut up.
(They both look down into the bushes to get the matchbook. They see something
and scream. Both girls turn and run.)
(Down on the ground is a dead body.)
SHORT TIME CUT TO:
[EXT. BUSHES - DAY]
VARIOUS CAMERA SHOTS OF THE DEAD BODY
(Horatio and Det. Adell Sevilla look at the body.)
HORATIO: Well, we've got a Jane Doe. I guess she could be a runaway.
(Camera clicks. Cut to: Alexx examines the body's hands.)
ALEXX: She's not a street kid. Not with these nails.
(Camera clicks. Cut back to: Horatio and Adell Sevilla continue to study the
scene.)
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: Hit-and-run?
HORATIO: I don't think so. She's too far from the road to be tossed by a car.
(Alexx and the photographer are with the body.)
ALEXX: Looks like she's been hit by every bug in South Florida, though. Poor
baby's been eaten alive. Smells like beer. You are much too young to be out
drinking, sweetheart.
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: Maybe the poor thing was just coming home from a party.
HORATIO: She hasn't been here that long. Check her lividity.
(Alexx checks the body's hip.)
ALEXX: I've got double-lividity. Her blood settled twice. She's been moved.
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: Then it's a body dump.
HORATIO: So we are in search of a crime scene.
FADE TO
END OF TEASER
ROLL TITLE CREDITS
FADE IN.
[EXT. BUSHES -- DAY]
(Crouching near the road, Horatio takes off his glasses and looks at the
markings in the dirt.)
HORATIO: Calleigh, please.
CALLEIGH: Coming.
(Calleigh walks over with her kit. She kneels down next to Horatio and looks at
the markings in the dirt.)
CALLEIGH: Hmm ...
(Calleigh leans in close to look at the pattern.)
HORATIO: What do you think of this?
CALLEIGH: Okay, well ... faint tread impression, knobby tire, narrow track
width. Put it all together, it spells ATV.
HORATIO: Pretty fragile, though. You think you can cast them?
CALLEIGH: (nods) Mm-hmm. (She reaches into her kit.) Hair spray.
HORATIO: I like it.
(He stands up and leaves Calleigh to the tire tracks in the dirt. Calleigh
sprays the dirt.)
(Quick CGI Close-up of: The hairspray falls on the pattern in the dirt. End of
CGI.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. WHARF (STOCK) -- DAY]
[EXT. UNDER THE PIER - DAY]
(Speedle and Delko carry their kits toward the old trailer.)
SPEEDLE: Detective Delacroix says guy's a wharf rat.
DELKO: So do we have a name on him?
SPEEDLE: Willie Stango. His ex-wife came by this morning to check up on him.
Said he'd been ducking her calls for a week.
CUT TO:
[INT. STANGO'S TRAILER - DAY]
(The stench hits them as soon as they enter the trailer. Speedle puts the back
of his hand over his nose.)
SPEEDLE: Ugh.
(Delko walks in behind Speedle and smells the body. We can hear flies buzzing
around in the small trailer space.)
DELKO: Okay, that's bad.
(Delko coughs and clears his throat as he puts his kit down.)
DELKO: Oh, god, it smells well done.
SPEEDLE: Well done?
(Speedle covers his nose and mouth with a mask. With his other hand, he shines
the flashlight down on the body. Delko turns the body over. We see that the
victim's mouth area is shiny and red from a burn.)
DELKO: Oh, yeah. That looks like someone torched him. (They look around the
area.) No signs of forced entry. Probably someone he knew.
SPEEDLE: Like a bitter ex-wife?
(Delko sees the small carton of milk on the counter. He sees more empty cartons
in the trash.)
DELKO: Got milk?
(Speedle notices the spilled milk on the counters and floor nearby.)
SPEEDLE: It's all over the place.
(He takes a swab sample of the milk.)
(Close-up of the swab in milk.)
(Speedle puts the swab back in the box.)
(Various shots of the body and the area around the body. Camera stops on the
cell phone on the floor.)
DELKO: A cell phone.
(Delko picks up the cell phone and checks it.)
DELKO: It's still working.
(He scrolls down the MISSED calls:
305-555-0199
MOTOR
MOTOR
MOTOR
Carol
MOTOR
Adele
MOTOR
305-555-0169
MOTOR
201-555-0145
Carol
Carol
Unkown Caller (sic)
305-555-0158
Jeff
MOTOR
MOTOR
MOTOR
Carol
MOTOR
MOTOR
Carol )
DELKO: Lots of missed calls.
SPEEDLE: That's a good place to start.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - FORENSICS LAB -- DAY]
(Alexx goes over the preliminary with Horatio.)
ALEXX: Liver temp says she died between three and five this morning. Welts on
her body appear to be insect bites -- ants, mosquitoes, god knows what else.
Blunt force trauma to the right aspect of the forehead an inch from the midline.
Blood loss could've led to endotoxic shock but I'll have to do more testing.
HORATIO: Okay, so somebody hit her and dumped her.
ALEXX: The cause of death is still uncertain. Could've been an accident.
HORATIO: Teenage girl doesn't wind up by the side of the road dead and it'd be
an accident. What about sexual assault?
ALEXX: Minor vaginal tearing around the opening. And this. Diaphragm.
Fifteen years old and she was planning on having sex.
HORATIO: Or someone was. Maybe someone who didn't get their way.
(Ruben enters the room with the test results. He hands it to Horatio.)
RUBEN ALAZAR: Here's the tox you wanted. (He looks around the Forensics Lab.)
Oh, okay. Cool room.
(Horatio chuckles.)
HORATIO: Ruben, have you seen Megan?
RUBEN ALAZAR: She had court today.
HORATIO: I thought she had court yesterday.
(Ruben shrugs.)
RUBEN ALAZAR: She stopped by, told me to give you this.
(Ruben hands Horatio an envelope: On the top has HORATIO CAINE. On the bottom,
it reads: PERSONAL AND CONFIDENTIAL.)
(Horatio turns the envelope over to open it.)
RUBEN ALAZAR: Uh, your Jane Doe's blood alcohol was 0.0.
ALEXX: What? So she smelled of beer but didn't drink any? Okay, that's odd.
RUBEN ALAZAR: Not as odd as this -- her pro-time's up to about 25 seconds.
(Horatio reads the note from Megan.)
ALEXX: Her blood wasn't clotting?
RUBEN ALAZAR: Well, she could've been taking a blood thinner. I'm still
running more tests.
ALEXX: No, a blood thinner would've caused extensive bruising. Especially with
her injuries. And there's not a bruise on her.
HORATIO: We've got no ID, no primary crime scene and no cause of death, right?
ALEXX: Pretty much sums it up.
HORATIO: Well, we know she was doing one thing before she passed away.
ALEXX: She was breathing.
HORATIO: Yes, breathing air filled with contaminants.
ALEXX: I'll swab her nasal passages and sinus cavities.
HORATIO: Okay. Keep me posted.
(Horatio leaves. Alexx scoops out some mucous from the victim's nose.)
(Camera zooms in for a close-up of: The brown and gold flecks in the mucous.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB -- DAY]
(Calleigh walks into the lab. She puts the photo of the tread marks on the
table in front of Horatio.)
CALLEIGH: Tread marks are from DTP mud gator's quad-claw design. Standard
issue on 650 series ATVs. Got some nice scuffing on the outside ribs.
(She puts her goggles on.)
HORATIO: Nice work. I've got a standard issue situation here, too. I think
it's some type of, uh ... uniform.
(Under the black light, a number is seen on the clothing.)
CALLEIGH: It's a laundry mark used to separate identical quantities of
clothing.
HORATIO: An invisible laundry mark, just like our Jane Doe who's not been
reported missing yet, has she?
CALLEIGH: Detective Sevilla has blanketed all the local agencies with her
pictures, but no hits yet.
(They both take off their goggles.)
HORATIO: Okay.
(Horatio holds out a vial.)
HORATIO: By the way ... a present for you from Alexx.
(Calleigh takes the vial and holds it up. She identifies it easily.)
CALLEIGH: Nasal mucus.
HORATIO: Hmm.
CALLEIGH: And it isn't even my birthday.
HORATIO: Sorry about that.
(Horatio leaves.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI -- LAB]
(Speedle walks into the lab.)
SPEEDLE: Hey.
ALEXX: Hey.
(He grabs a pair of gloves.)
SPEEDLE: You mind if I observe?
ALEXX: When have I ever?
(Speedle joins Alexx at the table.)
ALEXX: So, Mr. Observer, what do you see?
SPEEDLE: Uh, partial thickness burns ...
(Camera zooms in for a close-up of the white saliva at the corners of the
victim's mouth.)
SPEEDLE: ... of the lips, tongue and oral mucosa.
(Speedle flips the stomach open and looks inside.)
SPEEDLE: Stomach lining appears to be red and inflamed.
ALEXX: What about the lungs?
SPEEDLE: Swelling of the main stem bronchi. Release of edema fluid.
ALEXX: Meaning?
SPEEDLE: Meaning he was fried from the inside. And the heat from the burns
blocked off his airway.
ALEXX: (smiles) Not bad, not bad at all. You know, Speed, anytime you want to
cross over to our side of the street ...
SPEEDLE: Do you have any idea what could've caused it?
ALEXX: No. We're running tox. But if you want first dibs on the stomach lining
...
(Alexx holds out a bottled sample for Speedle. He takes it from her.)
SPEEDLE: Well, yeah.
(Speedle leaves.)
CUT TO:
[SCOPE VIEW]
(Camera cuts to and zooms in on: The microbes in the mucous.)
[INT. CSI - LAB]
(Janet, the lab tech, goes over her findings with Calleigh.)
JANET: Great thing about the nose is it acts like a filter. Everything we
breathe gets trapped inside -- spores, dirt, live dust mites ...
CALLEIGH: Ugh. Remind me never to breathe again.
JANET: Bingo. That's pollen.
(Calleigh adjusts the scope. Her pager beeps.)
CALLEIGH: Excuse me.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - HALLWAY -- DAY]
(Calleigh meets up with Horatio.)
CALLEIGH: You get something on the laundry mark?
HORATIO: Yes, Pharos Academy a juvenile detention camp for girls in Southwest
Dade.
CALLEIGH: Ah, tough love. Parents ship their children off when they lose
control. Last chance before the courts get involved.
HORATIO: Yes, well, now we're involved.
CUT TO:
[EXT. PHAROS ACADEMY - DAY]
(A whistle blows. The door to the barracks opens and a group of girls run out
into the front following the Sergeant.)
(Cut to: In military style, several groups of young women run along the front
of the area. Horatio pulls up in front and parks.)
(In front of them, two men Sergeants follow a woman and yell for her to start
push ups. In military style, she drops to the ground and starts to do push ups
on the road. One of the Sergeants grabs a pail of water and dumps it on her.
He drops the empty bucket on the ground. They urge her to get up and to catch
up with the rest of the group. The three of them run down the road, the two men
yelling at the young woman.)
(Horatio and Calleigh watch. When they pass them, they turn and head for the
barracks.)
CALLEIGH: At least we know what Jane Doe was running from.
HORATIO: Yeah.
(Det. Adell Sevilla walks over with Sergeant Marcus Cawdrey and makes the
introductions.)
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: Sergeant Marcus Cawdrey, Horatio Caine, Calleigh Duquesne
Miami Crime Lab.
HORATIO: How do you do, Sergeant?
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: Hello. Pleasure. There's been no crime committed on this
property. I can tell you that.
HORATIO: Well, how about a couple of miles up the road? We found one of your
girls.
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: Well, that's not one of my cadets. I've never seen that
girl before.
HORATIO: This is not one of your girls?
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: No, sir.
(As they talk, they hear a vehicle's horn beeping. Calleigh turns and sees
Senior Cadet Barreiro riding an ATV on the road.)
(Horatio notices the muddy tires of the ATV parked nearby.)
HORATIO: Excuse me.
(Adell Sevilla steps aside with Sergeant Cawdrey as Horatio and Calleigh look at
the ATV.)
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: Sergeant Cawdrey, how many ATV's do you have on this ...
HORATIO: Take a look at this.
(Horatio holds up the photo of the tire tread marks next to the tire itself.)
CALLEIGH: It's a match.
HORATIO: Mm-hmm. It also means that we're going to be here for a while.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
[EXT. PHAROS ACADEMY - DAY]
(The CSI vehicle carts the ATV in question away down the road. Horatio and
Calleigh question Sergeant Marcus Cawdrey.)
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: I don't know how that ATV got off property. Access is
strictly limited to instructors.
HORATIO: What about this young lady right over here?
(He indicates Adell Sevilla who is talking with Senior Cadet Barreiro.)
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: Senior Cadets are considered part of our staff.
HORATIO: Okay, we'll need a list of those names.
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: These girls are minors. I can't give you anything without
parental permission.
HORATIO: Okay, we'll get it right after we inform their parents they're part of
an ongoing murder investigation. Now, let's talk about the property for a
minute, Sergeant. I noticed that you don't have a fence.
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: In life there are no fences. We rely on a strict code of
discipline. We monitor everything these girls do. We tell them when to eat,
sleep and shower.
CALLEIGH: When to go to the bathroom?
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: Yes, ma'am. Extreme problems require extreme measures.
CALLEIGH: And do those measures ever get too extreme?
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: That can never happen. We have safety protocols in place.
CALLEIGH: Do you recognize this shirt?
(She hands him a MDPD CSI photo of a shirt, evidence #498523-A.)
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: Looks like one of ours.
HORATIO: And the number?
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: (points) Barracks two.
CUT TO:
[INT. PHAROS ACADEMY - BARRACKS TWO - DAY]
(Horatio, Senior Cadet Barreiro, Det. Adell Sevilla, Sgt. Marcus Cawdrey and
Calleigh walk into the barracks where the girls sit on their bunks talking and
giggling with each other.)
HORATIO: Ladies ...
SR. CADET BARREIRO: (shouts) Sergeant on deck!
(The girls scramble off their bunks and stand in front in a straight line.)
SR. CADET BARREIRO: Heads down!
(All the girls put their heads down.)
HORATIO: This won't be necessary, Sergeant.
SR. CADET BARREIRO: We have to earn the right to face others with dignity and
respect, sir.
SGT. MARCUS CAWDREY: Senior Cadet Barreiro is one of our success stories. She
used to steal, fight and disrespect her parents. Now she's planning on going to
college. Isn't that right, Senior Cadet?
SR. CADET BARREIRO: Yes, Sergeant!
HORATIO: Congratulations, Cadet. Now, sergeant am I to understand the young
ladies are issued uniform shirts?
SR. CADET BARREIRO: Yes, sir. Three.
HORATIO: Three shirts. What is the significance of the single yellow bar.
SR. CADET BARREIRO: Denotes a cadet first class, sir.
HORATIO: Okay, could I see them, please?
SR. CADET BARREIRO: Yes, sir. (shouts) Cadet first class, locker inspection!
(The cadets all open their lockers. They form a straight line once they're
done.)
(Horatio looks into the first locker nearest him. He finds only one shirt
inside. He looks up.)
SR. CADET BARREIRO: Cadet Julie Morales, sir, front and center.
(Julie Morales, the cadet who had to do push-ups on the road, her shirt wet with
water, steps forward. The other cadets turn around to face the opposite
direction giving them the sense of privacy.)
HORATIO: Cadet Morales, you're missing a shirt. Where's your third shirt?
JULIE MORALES: (firmly) Sir, this Cadet does not know, sir.
HORATIO: Okay, maybe I can be helpful. We believe that we found the missing
shirt on this young lady. Does she seem familiar to you?
(Horatio holds out the morgue photo of the victim. Julie Morales looks at the
photo.)
JULIE MORALES: Sir, no, sir!
HORATIO: Okay.
(Horatio steps aside. Calleigh kneels down in front of the open locker.)
CALLEIGH: (to Julie) I'm going to go through your locker, okay?
(Julie says nothing. Senior Cadet Barreiro glances at Julie. Calleigh notes the
locker's contents. Horatio looks around the barracks. She sees a photo of
Julie with a boy tucked into the inside of the locker cover.)
CALLEIGH: Is this your boyfriend?
(Julie glances down at the photo.)
JULIE MORALES: (softly) No, that's my brother.
SR. CADET BARREIRO: Eyes front, cadet!
(On the corner of the locker, Calleigh finds a single strand of hair. She picks
it up.)
CALLEIGH: Horatio. Same color as Jane Doe's.
HORATIO: Yes, it is.
(Horatio stands up and addresses the Sergeant.)
HORATIO: Sergeant, we're going to have to process this whole barracks.
MARCUS CAWDREY: On what grounds?
CALLEIGH: Bad hair day.
SHORT TIME CUT TO:
[INT. PHAROS ACADEMY - BARRACKS TWO - DAY]
(Calleigh looks under the mattresses.)
(Horatio looks around and steps on some white dust on the ground. He kneels for
a closer look.)
(Calleigh packages the bedsheets as Horatio tape lifts the white dust on the
ground.)
CALLEIGH: What have you got?
HORATIO: I'm not sure. I'm not sure about any of this.
CALLEIGH: I hear you. Like, why would anyone sneak into a detention camp?
HORATIO: Maybe she was desperate.
(Marcus Cawdrey walks into the Barracks.)
MARCUS CAWDREY: Is this going to take much longer? My girls need to get back
to their routine.
HORATIO: Actually, uh ... actually, we are finished. I am going to need one
other thing, though.
(Camera zooms into the blood stain on Marcus Cawdrey's pants' zipper.)
HORATIO: I need your belt and your pants.
MARCUS CAWDREY: What for?
HORATIO: Why don't you tell me?
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB - DAY]
(Speedle picks up the test results from the printer. Delko walks into the lab.)
DELKO: Managed to extract one hundred incomings from Willie's cell phone.
Delacroix's tracking them through teleshore. So, Mr. Wizard, you, uh ... any
idea yet what killed our guy?
SPEEDLE: Yeah, he had gas. Gasoline to be more precise. All the way down to
his stomach lining.
(Quick CGI of: Close-up inside the stomach lining and a burst of fire igniting
up and through the esophagus. End of CGI. Resume to present.)
DELKO: Someone poured gas down his throat and lit him up.
SPEEDLE: Human molotov cocktail. The interesting thing about that sample is
that it has trace amounts of sodium.
DELKO: I see. Sodium and gasoline comes from saltwater contamination.
SPEEDLE: There's a lot of gas around that marina. You think Willie Stango
owned a boat?
DELKO: Could be.
SPEEDLE: Could be?
DELKO: Could be.
SPEEDLE: Let's go find out.
(Speedle stands.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - PRINT LAB - DAY]
(Ben McCadden, the fingerprint technician, watches as he tries to fume the
diaphragm.)
BEN MCCADDEN: Never fumed one of these before.
HORATIO: Talk to me, guys.
(Ruben Alazar steps forward.)
RUBEN ALAZAR: Tested the diaphragm for semen. Negative. But then I thought I
spotted a partial ...
BEN MCCADDEN: He spotted more than that.
HORATIO: Hmm. Jane Doe's print on her own diaphragm. Hardly the crime of the
century.
BEN MCCADDEN: Not just her prints. Plural. Two sets.
HORATIO: Two sets? Interesting.
(Horatio turns and leaves. Camera moves down and holds on the diaphragm.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - WAREHOUSE -- DAY]
(Calleigh sprays the ATV with luminol.)
HORATIO: The substance on Marcus's zipper is definitely human blood. DNA is on
it right now.
CALLEIGH: Well, tell them there's more coming. There's some evidence of a
wipe-down, but dollars to donuts this blood's from our vic.
(Quick flash to: The dead girl at the scene. End of flash. Resume to
present.)
HORATIO: Yeah, but we still don't know where she was killed.
CALLEIGH: Or who killed her.
HORATIO: That's correct. You know what, swab the intake system and the air
filter. ATV's got to breathe, too.
(Horatio's phone rings. He answers it.)
HORATIO: (to phone) Yeah, Horatio. Mm-hmm. Okay. (He hangs up.) Our victim's
name is Dara Winters. Her mother just filed a missing persons report less than
two hours ago. She was a teen model.
CUT TO:
[INT. WINTERS' RESIDENCE - DARA'S BEDROOM - DAY]
(Horatio, Calleigh and Det. Adell Sevilla interview Margie Winters. As they
talk, Calleigh looks around the bedroom.)
MARGIE WINTERS: She was so beautiful.
HORATIO: Yes, she was.
MARGIE WINTERS: We were planning a trip to Milan. It was her first time.
HORATIO: When was the last time you saw your daughter, Mrs. Winters?
MARGIE WINTERS: Last night, about eight o'clock. She was going out with some
friends.
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: I'm going to need those names. Do you remember what she
was wearing?
MARGIE WINTERS: Hmm. A red halter top, a black miniskirt. Actually, we argued
about it.
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: You had a fight? Why did it take you so long to report her
missing?
MARGIE WINTERS: Sometimes I wouldn't see my daughter all morning. But in the
afternoon, I called some of her friends then I called the police.
HORATIO: Did she have a friend named Julie Morales?
MARGIE WINTERS: Julie Morales? No.
HORATIO: Because we believe she was at a Juvenile Detention Camp named Pharos
Academy.
MARGIE WINTERS: A detention camp? Why would she be there?
HORATIO: I don't know. Maybe to visit a friend.
MARGIE WINTERS: I don't think so.
(As she looks around, Calleigh notices the indention in the carpet. The
furniture has been moved.)
HORATIO: Okay, is it possible, Mrs. Winters that you didn't know everything
about your daughter?
MARGIE WINTERS: Lieutenant Caine, do you have teenage children?
HORATIO: No, I don't.
(Calleigh moves the vanity table away from the wall and finds a stack of
letters.)
MARGIE WINTERS: Dara was an "A" student. She didn't smoke, she didn't do
drugs. She was going to save her modeling money to go to college.
CALLEIGH: Did you know Dara had a P.O. Box?
MARGIE WINTERS: No.
CALLEIGH: No return address. Signed by someone named "Louise."
MARGIE WINTERS: Well, she went to grammar school with a girl named Louise ...
something. (crying) She was my whole life.
HORATIO: Mrs. Winters, we're going to find out who did this to your daughter.
Okay?
MARGIE WINTERS: Yes.
CUT TO:
[EXT. WHARF -- DAY]
(Delko and Speedle head down the pier toward the boats.)
DELKO: Super-vee, twin-engines, 900 horsepower each. Engines on that baby cost
more than your car.
SPEEDLE: Maybe more than your car.
DELKO: Yeah, well, our friend Willie wasn't exactly living large.
(Under the tarp inside the boat, they find gasoline containers and a plastic
tubing. Delko smells the end of the tube.)
DELKO: Gasoline.
SPEEDLE: Yeah, and there's gas cans under here.
DELKO: Yep. That's a lot of tanks for a little boat.
SPEEDLE: Obviously not for his boat.
DELKO: Obviously.
SPEEDLE: The idiot was siphoning.
DELKO: Yeah, but why steal cheap gas at a buck-thirty? He could've gone to the
corner pump.
SPEEDLE: Maybe it wasn't cheap.
DELKO: Let's find out.
CUT TO:
[EXT. MIAMI CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. CSI - LAB - NIGHT]
(Horatio is in the lab looking through the microscope.)
[SCOPE VIEW]
(Crystals.)
[PRINTER]
(The printer prints out the mass spec results.)
(Calleigh walks into the lab just as Horatio looks at the results.)
HORATIO: Crystals we found on the barracks floor are ordinary table salt.
CALLEIGH: So somebody's guilty of seasoning.
(Horatio chuckles.)
CALLEIGH: The yellow substance found in the air filter of the ATV matches the
pollen found in Dara's nasal cavity. Lignum vitae.
(She hands the photo to Horatio.)
HORATIO: The hardest wood in the world. The U.S. Navy almost wiped them out
during World War II using them for propeller pins.
CALLEIGH: They're very rare. The only places that they grow down here are in
Southwest Dade or in the keys. And there are none on the grounds of Pharos
Academy. I checked.
HORATIO: So the ATV was where Dara was killed.
CALLEIGH: It's too bad it can't tell us what happened.
(Horatio's phone rings.)
HORATIO: Maybe it can. Hang on a second. (He answers his phone.) (to phone)
Horatio. Okay ... thank you. (He hangs up.) (to Calleigh) Well, there you
have it.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - INTERVIEW ROOM]
(Horatio and Det. Adell Sevilla interview Marcus Cawdrey.)
HORATIO: The blood from your camouflaged pants matches a 15-year-old girl
you've never seen. Can you explain that?
MARCUS CAWDREY: I already told you. I never laid eyes on this girl before in
my life.
HORATIO: Right. But we found her blood on your zipper.
MARCUS CAWDREY: I don't know how it got there. Look, I'm very sorry for this
girl and her family but if she was in my camp, then she was trespassing.
HORATIO: Okay, fair enough. Then why don't we discuss the ride that night.
MARCUS CAWDREY: You got it all wrong. Last time I rode that ATV was yesterday
morning. I ran it out to the chapel then to the latrine and back to admin.
Whatever you guys are thinking, I didn't touch any of these girls. I'll take a
lie-detector test ... Whatever you want.
HORATIO: All we need is your prints and a nasal swab.
MARCUS CAWDREY: Knock yourself out.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
[INT. CSI - LAB]
(Calleigh enters the lab to report to Horatio.)
CALLEIGH: AFIS kicked back nothing on the second set of diaphragm prints. Do
you think his might match?
HORATIO: I don't know. No bruising, no semen ... and anyone could've ridden
this ATV.
CALLEIGH: Yeah, but the blood on his zipper.
HORATIO: I think there might be another explanation.
(Quick flash to: [PHAROS ACADEMY - DAY] Marcus Cawdrey rides the ATV, parks,
grabs his things and heads into the latrine.)
(Cut to: He zips up and inadvertently transfers blood to his zipper. He washes
his hands. He heads out the door.)
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
CALLEIGH: Are you thinking passive transfer?
HORATIO: For now.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB]
(Speedle is in the lab when Delko walks in.)
DELKO: Hey, man.
SPEEDLE: Where have you been?
(Delko takes a seat next to Speedle.)
DELKO: Waiting at DNA. They're back-logged into next week. I got to talk to
Megan about that.
SPEEDLE: Well, stand in line, because I left her three messages already.
DELKO: Yeah? Something's going on.
SPEEDLE: Yeah. What'd you get?
DELKO: Willie's saliva on the last inch of that hose. Means that it wasn't
shoved all the way down his throat.
SPEEDLE: Means he was siphoning. Look at this. Gas in those tanks was
straight-up park place. High octane; 120-plus. It's got zero alcohols or
oxygenates.
DELKO: Yeah, it's used for, uh ... high-performance, large bore engines.
Super-vee's. He was stealing from his neighbors.
SPEEDLE: The thing about 120-plus is that it's very dangerous. It's got a low
flash point. So you're not even supposed to store it in the sun.
DELKO: Yeah, you can't buy it at the pump, either.
SPEEDLE: Willie wasn't exactly making friends.
DELKO: Well, you wouldn't know it from his cell phone log. Delacroix sent over
this fax. Willie's last hundred incomings; seventy-four came from one person.
SPEEDLE: Ex-wife?
DELKO: No, someone named motor.
CUT TO:
[EXT. WHARF -- DAY]
(A man jet skis on the water. On land, Delko and Speedle join up with Det.
Eddie Delacroix.)
DET. EDDIE DELACROIX: Willie's phone stalker is one Timmy Diehl, A.K.A. Motor.
(Delacroix whistles and motions for the jet skier to dock.)
DET. EDDIE DELACROIX: He's a Bal Harbour Brat. Leads one of those jet ski
clubs.
SPEEDLE: How'd you get him to come down?
DET. EDDIE DELACROIX: I told him we found Willie.
(Timmy Diehl comes in and parks near the pier.)
TIMMY DIEHL: Where's Willie?
DET. EDDIE DELACROIX: That's what we wanted to talk to you about.
SPEEDLE: Hey, motor, what do you got under there? 800 cc's?
TIMMY DIEHL: Try 1250, bored out.
SPEEDLE: Wow, that's a big engine for a little machine.
TIMMY DIEHL: It'll top-end anything in this marina.
SPEEDLE: Engine that size really begs for the good stuff, doesn't it? You know
what I'm talking about -- gas, 120-plus. Hey, do you think you could outrun
that? It's got triple 575'S.
(Speedle motions to the Miami-Dade Police boat that pulls up behind Timmy
Diehl.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB - DAY]
(Horatio and Calleigh work with Devin Dimari on the computers.)
HORATIO: Get me within a five-mile radius of where the body was dumped, please.
(On the computer, the area is brought up on the monitor.)
DIMARI: Lignum vitae is a short tree with a heavy pollen. Fall rate's about
twelve centimeters per second.
CALLEIGH: Weather service had wind out of the southwest at three-to-four knots.
DEVIN DIMARI: With your average eight-foot tree you'll get a pollen footprint
of about fifty yards.
HORATIO: So she took her last breath within fifty yards of the pond and just
inside the academy perimeter.
CALLEIGH: It's about three miles from where we found the body.
HORATIO: So somebody wanted her off property, didn't they?
CUT TO:
[EXT. RIVER -- DAY]
(Pollen is in the air.)
(Calleigh and other officers dredge the river waters looking for evidence. Det.
Adell Sevilla and Horatio stand on the bank watching.)
(Horatio points to the ground.)
HORATIO: (to Adell) You see these outgoing tracks right here?
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: Yeah.
(Adell kneels down next to Horatio.)
HORATIO: They're deeper and about half an inch wider. So that says to me the
ATV came in with one passenger and probably went out with two. It also says to
me that Jane Doe was here.
CALLEIGH: I've got something.
(Calleigh tugs on her stick and pulls up a bag. She climbs up onto the bank and
hands the bag to Horatio. He opens it and pulls out some clothes.)
HORATIO: Got a red halter top ... and ... a black miniskirt.
(Calleigh heads back into the water.)
HORATIO: This, ladies, is our primary crime scene.
SHORT TIME CUT TO:
[EXT. ROAD -- DAY]
(Calleigh sits on the back of the open vehicle her pants pulls up over her knees
baring her leg. Det. Adell Sevilla stands nearby and writes in her notebook.
She looks over and notices the parasites on Calleigh's leg.)
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: Whoa. You picked up a few passengers.
(Calleigh looks down at her leg.)
CALLEIGH: Hey, leeches.
(Horatio appears next to her.)
HORATIO: Take a look at that, please. Yes, it's a leech. Can leave his jaw
behind. Instead, let's use some good old-fashioned saline solution.
(He uncaps the small spray bottle.)
HORATIO: May I?
(Calleigh nods.)
(He sprays the leeches. They curl up and he picks off one leech off her leg.)
HORATIO: Bye.
(Calleigh chuckles.)
(He picks off the second leech.)
HORATIO: Take care. All right.
(Calleigh laughs and checks her leg.)
HORATIO: So ... saline solution.
(Quick flashback to: [INT. PHAROS ACADEMY -- BARRACKS TWO - DAY] Horatio
remembers the white crystals on the floor. He takes a tape lift sample of the
white crystals.)
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
(Calleigh realizes what he's implying.)
CALLEIGH: Salt.
HORATIO: You got it.
(Horatio turns and leaves.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI -- LAB]
(Open on a bucket full of leeches and dirt. Calleigh reaches into the bucket
and picks up one in each hand.)
CALLEIGH: Can you believe these little piggies will engorge themselves up to
ten times their original size?
(Quick CGI of: A patch of skin with a leech gorging and growing on blood. End
of CGI. Resume to present.)
CALLEIGH: (smiles) Leeches just fascinate me.
ALEXX: Leech saliva. Medical marvel, you know. It contains enzymes that
expand your blood vessels.
(Calleigh takes a sample from the leech.)
CALLEIGH: Kind of like viagra.
ALEXX: (chuckles) Well, not quite. Unlike viagra it contains a mild
anesthetic so you don't feel the bite.
CALLEIGH: (drawls) Don't you hate it when that happens?
ALEXX: It also has plenty of hirudin. Nature's own anticoagulant.
CALLEIGH: You know, my mother still doesn't believe me that they use leeches in
modern microsurgery.
ALEXX: Yeah, well, let her lose a finger she'll become a believer. (Alexx
takes a leech and puts it on the tray.) Just slap this little mouth right on to
any reattached limb and watch them do the housework. Vacuuming up all that used
blood so it doesn't cause gangrene. Which explains why there was no bruising on
Dara Winters. The leeches removed the surface blood. The high level of
anticoagulant acted like a blood thinner, so she never clotted. Those bites ...
they bled for hours after the leeches finished feeding.
(Calleigh thinks about it for a moment and makes a connection.)
CALLEIGH: It's the beer.
(Alexx looks at her with a puzzled expression on her face.)
ALEXX: What about the beer?
CALLEIGH: The scent of beer is like catnip for leeches. When I was little, we
used to pour beer on leeches and watch them whip into a feeding frenzy. That's
why she had so many leeches on her body.
ALEXX: At least she never felt it.
CALLEIGH: Yeah.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - HORATIO'S OFFICE -- DAY]
(Horatio sits behind his desk and flips through copies of the letters found in
Dara Winters' bedroom.)
[ ... were there to help you with your "situation". I think you've got to get
out of there. Have you talked to Q.B. You need to. It is such a drag to be
here in detention instead of there. These girls don't have a clue. Remember
how much fun we had a "the spot". That one night with everyone was so cool.
Well, I hope you are ok and I hope I am out of here soon. Write me and let me
know what's happening.
Louise ]
(He flips to the next paper, a copy of the envelope.)
[ Thelma
P.O. BOX 721
Wendall, FL 32399 ]
(The next page reads:
[... Tell Q.B. no more. You have to get the hell out of there. I mean it.
This thing has gone too far. I am really getting freaked. There is nothing I
can do while I'm trapped here, but you have to talk to Q.B. for sure. Remember
what we talked about? Stay cool until I get back but I really think you need to
get out. Write to me so I know what is happening.
Louise ]
(He continues to flip through the copies of the letters. Calleigh walks into
the office.)
CALLEIGH: Got a minute?
HORATIO: Mm-hmm. So we've been going through the letters that we found in
Dara's room and they seem to be written in some type of a code.
CALLEIGH: (smiles) It's typical for fifteen-year-old girls.
HORATIO: Listen to this. "Tell Q.B. No more. You have to get the hell out of
there." This girl has a secret, doesn't she?
CALLEIGH: Our leeches just gave up their secret.
(Horatio looks at Calleigh.)
HORATIO: You recovered the rest of her blood?
CALLEIGH: In over half the samples. And lord knows how many more are burrowed
out there, digesting. It was death by leech.
HORATIO: Well, they may have killed her ... but they didn't move her body, did
they?
CUT TO:
[EXT. PHAROS ACADEMY - ROAD -- DAY]
(Horatio is on the phone.)
HORATIO: (to phone) Megan, it's Horatio. Call me on my cell, will you?
(He hangs up and tucks the phone back into his jacket pocket. Calleigh exits
the vehicle.)
HORATIO: Sergeant Marcus?
CALLEIGH: No match on pollen or prints. He's clean.
HORATIO: He's clean. So that means the answer is right over here.
(In front of them, the cadets stand in a line facing Senior Cadet Barreiro.)
ADELL SEVILLA: All right, ladies, listen up. We need you all to roll up your
pant legs.
(The cadets comply. Julie Morales hesitates, then complies also.)
HORATIO: Ladies, we found salt crystals in your barracks and we believe they
were used to remove a certain parasite.
SR. CADET BARREIRO: Come on, ladies, double time!
(All the cadets finish except for Julie Morales. She lingers, then finishes.)
HORATIO: You heard her, "Louise".
(Julie straightens and looks at Horatio.)
HORATIO: That's your nickname, isn't it?
JULIE MORALES: Sir, this Cadet's name is Julie Morales, sir!
SR. CADET BARREIRO: Will that be all, sir?
HORATIO: No, ma'am, it's not. (He looks at Senior Cadet Barreiro.) Now you.
Let's go.
(Senior Cadet Barreiro rolls up her pants. On her leg are the leech bite
marks.)
HORATIO: Well, there you have it.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
[INT. CSI - INTERVIEW ROOM - DAY]
(Speedle and Delko interview Timmy Diehl who sits in the chair, his foot tapping
noisily on the floor.)
SPEEDLE: Hey, sport, how you doing? Okay, let me help you out with this. See
that there?
(Speedle puts the fluid analysis on the table. Findings read: 120+ Octane
Gasoline.)
SPEEDLE: Now, that's 120-plus high-performance gasoline.
DELKO: It's what you thought you were buying.
(He puts a second sheet of paper on the table with the findings: 89 Octane
Gasoline.)
SPEEDLE: And this one is not exactly the Ferrari of fuels, is it?
DELKO: And we got that from the gas tank of your jet ski.
SPEEDLE: So, Willie was cutting your 120-plus with gas from the corner pump and
trying to sell it to you for the real deal.
TIMMY DIEHL: That bunk locked up my engine. It cost me three grand.
SPEEDLE: Yeah... I'd be pissed. Sounds like motive for murder.
(Timmy's foot stops tapping on the floor.)
TIMMY DIEHL: What are you talking about?
SPEEDLE: Well, you know, the guy's ripping you off and you know he's siphoning.
So, you light him up.
TIMMY DIEHL: Look, I didn't kill anybody.
SPEEDLE: Phone records got you for stalking.
TIMMY DIEHL: 'Cause he was ducking me.
DELKO: Seventy-four calls?
TIMMY DIEHL: He never answered.
DELKO: But he managed to pick up the phone the morning he died.
TIMMY DIEHL: Look. I star-67'd him. And the minute he picked up, the phone
line went dead.
(Delko and Speedle look at each other.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - HALLWAY - DAY]
(The elevator dings and the doors open on Horatio inside. He walks out
preoccupied. The receptionist calls out to him.)
RECEPTIONIST: Horatio.
HORATIO: Yeah?
RECEPTIONIST: Message for you, from Megan.
HORATIO: Excuse me?
RECEPTIONIST: Message from Megan.
(He takes the slip of paper from her and reads it.)
HORATIO: Thank you. Um ... hang on a second. This, uh ... this can't be
right.
RECEPTIONIST: She asked that you try not to contact her anymore.
HORATIO: Thank you.
(He pauses for a moment, turns and leaves.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - INTERVIEW ROOM - DAY]
(Horatio interviews Senior Cadet Barreiro.)
SR. CADET BARREIRO: I wanted to cut Julie a break. I was on bed check. I
heard talking coming from number two after lights out.
HORATIO: And that's when you saw Dara?
SR. CADET BARREIRO: Yeah, I didn't know who she was.
(Quick flashback to: [BED CHECK] Senior Cadet Barreiro turns on the flashlight
and sees Julie and Dara sitting on the bottom bunk giggling. Julie holds a can
of beer in her hand.)
(Senior Cadet Barreiro clears her throat and walks up to the two. She sees the
beer can in Julie's hand and knocks it out. It splashes on Dara.)
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - INTERVIEW ROOM 2 - DAY]
(Calleigh interviews Julie Morales.)
CALLEIGH: The senior cadet is being interrogated in the other room. I need you
to talk to me. Okay?
JULIE MORALES: I don't want to get in any more trouble.
CALLEIGH: Then you just have to help us out, Julie. We just want to find out
what happened to Dara and why she came to you.
JULIE MORALES: She was my best friend.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - INTERVIEW ROOM 1 - DAY]
SR. CADET BARREIRO: I told her she had to leave immediately.
(Quick flashback to: [BARRACKS 2 - NIGHT] Senior Cadet Barreiro grabs Dara's
arm and pulls her up and leads her out of the barracks.)
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
SR. CADET BARREIRO: I escorted her to the front gate and I left her there.
HORATIO: See, leeches need a water source. And those leech bites on your legs
indicate to me that you were at the pond.
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: And going by your record ... and your history of violence
... I think you roughed her up and you left her there. And then you found her
dead the next morning, then you dumped her body a few miles away just to cover
it up.
SR. CADET BARREIRO: (crying) I found her by the pond at 0700 during morning
rounds. I drove up and she was just lying there.
(Quick flashback to: [THE NEXT MORNING] Various cuts of: Senior Cadet Barreiro
drives up in the ATV and finds Dara Winters in the water. She pulls Dara
Winters' body out of the water and checks her. She finds her dead. Senior Cadet
Barreiro puts her in the ATV. She drives off leaving the body behind.)
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
SR. CADET BARREIRO: I didn't want to get in trouble for not reporting her the
night before. (She looks at them.) I'm sorry.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - INTERVIEW ROOM 2 - DAY]
CALLEIGH: Why did Dara cut her hair?
JULIE MORALES: She hated it. Hated those stupid clothes, too.
(Quick flashback to: [BED CHECK - NIGHT] Julie cuts Dara's hair off. The two
girls smile as she ruffles Dara's new haircut.)
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
CALLEIGH: Why was she running away, Julie? Did it have anything to do with why
you assaulted her mom? We talked to your parents. They told us the whole
story.
JULIE MORALES: They didn't tell you my story.
(Julie throws the bottle cap at Calleigh.)
JULIE MORALES: They didn't believe me. No one ever believed me.
CALLEIGH: I'll believe you ... if you tell me the truth.
JULIE MORALES: Dara was sick of the modeling. She was sick of everything.
Always having to be perfect.
(Quick flashback to: [BEDROOM] Dara sits in front of the mirror as Margie
brushes her hair. Dara's dressed in a red dress.)
MARGIE WINTERS: You're beautiful, you're going to be great.
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
JULIE MORALES: But queen bitch wouldn't let her quit.
CALLEIGH: You mean her mother?
JULIE MORALES: She made her do a lot of things.
CALLEIGH: What kind of things?
(Quick flashback to: [BEDROOM] Margie Winters holds out the diaphragm.)
DARA WINTERS: (shakes her head) No, mom, please.
MARGIE WINTERS: Dara.
DARA WINTERS: No, mom ...
MARGIE WINTERS: (firmly) Dara.
DARA WINTERS: Please.
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
JULIE MORALES: Her mom always told her "no choir girl ever made the A-list."
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - LAB]
(Speedle and Delko stand at the table.)
DELKO: So, Willie was siphoning gas as a side gig. Which means he was sucking
in a lot of fumes.
SPEEDLE: That explains his milk Jones. He was trying to settle his stomach.
(Quick flashback to: [DAY] Willie Stango sucks the end of the tube to get the
gasoline. End of flashback. Resume to present.)
(Delko looks at the crime scene photos on the viewbox.)
DELKO: Gasoline has only one use. To ignite.
SPEEDLE: So what ignited it?
DELKO: (sighs) I don't know, maybe fillings in his mouth caused a spark.
(Quick CGI Close-up of: [INSIDE OF A MOUTH] The back teeth grind together
causing the fillings to spark. End of CGI. Resume to present.)
SPEEDLE: Not according to his dental records. This guy had perfect teeth.
Maybe static electricity.
DELKO: A heck of a shag carpet. Maybe he had some build-up from it.
(Quick flash of: [CARPET] Someone walks across the shag carpet and it sparks.
He reaches for the metal door handle and there's more sparks. End of flash.
Resume to present.)
SPEEDLE: You know when you're pumping gas you're not supposed to get in and out
of your car? Or talk on the cell phone.
(They look at each other. Speedle reaches for the cell phone and checks it.
Delko checks the battery.)
SPEEDLE: Hmm.
DELKO: Lithium batteries put out 3.7 volts of electricity.
(Quick flash to: [STANGO'S TRAILER] Stango drinks milk out of the small
carton. The cell phone rings. He picks up the phone and answers it.)
WILLIE STANGO: (to phone) What do you want?
(The phone ignites and Willie inhales the flames igniting his stomach.)
(End of flash. Resume to present.)
DELKO: I guess he had to take that phone call.
SPEEDLE: (nods) Trip out.
DELKO: They say these things can kill you.
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - WAREHOUSE - NIGHT]
(Calleigh tape lifts the driver's seat of a car. She hands it to the tech off
screen.)
CALLEIGH: Thanks.
(She does a second tape lift. She checks it and recognizes it.)
CALLEIGH: Bet you even money that's airborne pollen. Let's print this car.
(The tech nods.)
CUT TO:
[INT. CSI - INTERVIEW ROOM - NIGHT]
(Horatio and Adell Sevilla interview Margie Winters.)
MARGIE WINTERS: Will someone please tell me why I'm here?
(No one says anything.)
MARGIE WINTERS: They took my car.
(Horatio looks at a photo of Dara Winters.)
HORATIO: Beautiful girl. Sad eyes, though.
MARGIE WINTERS: What the hell is this?
HORATIO: You were out there the night Dara died, weren't you?
MARGIE WINTERS: Of course not.
HORATIO: We found a very specific airborne pollen on the headrest of your car
which would put you within fifty yards of where she took her last breath. She
was running away from you, wasn't she? (beat) To Julie. She would go wherever
Julie was. So you drove out there to bring her back to bring her back to
everything she was running away from, right?
(Quick flashback to: [DIRT ROAD -- NIGHT] Dara is hitchhiking while walking
down the road. Margie drives her car up to her and stops.)
MARGIE WINTERS: Dara?
(Margie gets out of the car.)
MARGIE WINTERS: What have you done to your hair?! Dara, you stay there!
DARA WINTERS: I'm not gonna do it anymore. I won't go back!
MARGIE WINTERS: You don't have a choice.
DARA WINTERS: It's my life!
MARGIE WINTERS: No, life is about making sacrifices.
DARA WINTERS: I'm gonna tell! I'm gonna tell everyone!
MARGIE WINTERS: Shut up!
(Margie slaps Dara across the face. Dara stops. She turns and runs down the
road. Margie follows her.)
MARGIE WINTERS: No, Dara, don't! Dara!
(Dara runs.)
(Several cuts of Dara running through the area.)
(Margie sits in her car and leans back.)
(Quick CGI of: The pollen in her hair fall onto the head rest. End of CGI.
Resume to Flashback.)
(Dara trips and falls hitting her head on the ground.)
(End of flashback. Resume to present.)
HORATIO: And then you left her there.
MARGIE WINTERS: No, I was expecting her to come home the next day. Dara was
special. She was going places. Anyone could tell. But she was throwing it all
away. And for what? A date at the mall? High school football on Friday
nights? Some kind of average Briar Bay existence?
HORATIO: To three-quarters of the world that sounds like a slice of heaven.
She was running away from you because you made her home-life hell.
MARGIE WINTERS: All I did was set up auditions. I was trying to help her to
succeed.
HORATIO: You were forcing her to market herself to get modeling jobs.
(Margie scoffs.)
HORATIO: Right?
(Calleigh hands Horatio a photo. Horatio puts the photo in front of Margie.)
HORATIO: Now, we have a second print on her diaphragm -- your prints.
(He sits down.)
HORATIO: We matched it to the prints we found in your car.
CALLEIGH: "No choir girl ever made the a-list." Isn't that what you told her?
MARGIE WINTERS: No, you don't understand.
CALLEIGH: No, I don't.
HORATIO: I told you that I would figure out who did this, didn't I?
(Margie turns and looks at Horatio.)
CUT TO:
[EXT. MIAMI CITY LIGHTS (STOCK) - NIGHT]
[INT. CSI - HORATIO'S OFFICE - NIGHT]
(Horatio reads Megan's resignation letter.
[To: Horatio Caine
From: Megan Donner
I'm sorry this is so abrupt but I'm tendering my resignation effective
immediately. I realize now it was too soon to come back after my husband's
death. I hope you understand and wish you all the best. ]
(Adell appears in the doorway.)
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: Knock, knock.
(Horatio looks up and chuckles.)
HORATIO: Come on in.
(Adell steps into the room.)
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: Me and the guys are going for a beer. You want to come?
(She sits down.)
HORATIO: Mind if I take a rain check?
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: You all right?
HORATIO: Megan resigned. She said that work was too much of a reminder of her
husband's death.
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: It's a shame. She was a good criminalist.
HORATIO: She was. She was indeed.
(Adell starts to get up.)
HORATIO: I almost walked once.
(He looks aside and sighs.)
DET. ADELL SEVILLA: I'll see you tomorrow.
HORATIO: Mm. Yep.
(Adell watches Horation. She lingers a moment. She stands and leaves.)
(Camera holds on Horatio for a moment. He looks down at a funeral program on
the desk. It's for:
In Loving Remembrance
Raymond Caine
1968 - 2001 )
(Horatio stands up and walks over to the window.)
(Through the window, Horatio looks down at the crime lab below.)
(Camera pulls back.)
(The lights in the lab turn off one by one.)
FADE TO BLACK.
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THE END
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TITLE/OPENING CREDITS
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CSI: MIAMI
1X11: CAMP FEAR
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON CBS: 12/16/2002
TRANSCRIBED FROM DVD
Starring:
DAVID CARUSO as Horatio Caine
EMILY PROCTER as Calleigh Duquesne
ADAM RODRIGUEZ as Eric Delko
KHANDI ALEXANDER as Alexx Woods
and
RORY COCHRANE as Tim Speedle
Created by ANTHONY E. ZUIKER, ANN DONAHUE, CAROL MENDELSOHN
Starring
WANDA DE JESUS as Det. Adell Sevilla
TONY TODD s Sergeant Marcus Cawdrey
MICHAEL McGRADY as Det. Eddie Delacroix
ERIKA FLORES as Cadet Julie Morales
AMBER TAMBLYN as Senior Cadet Barreiro
MARK ADAIR-RIOS as Ruben Alazar
JOSH STAMBERG as Ben McCadden (Fingerprint Technician)
and
BLAIR BROWN as Margie Winters
Music Composed by: GRAEME REVELL
Edited by J. BENJAMIN CHULAY, A.C.E.
Production Designer: CAROLS BARBOSA
Director of Photography: MICHAEL D. O'SHEA, A.S.C.
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 EDDIE GUERRA & STEVEN MAEDA
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
DANICA STEWART as Dara Winters
STEVEN N. RIDER as Willie Stango
JEFF D'AGOSTINO as Timmy Diehl
MELISSA PAULL as Devin DiMari
ZASU as Janet
NATALIE FARREY as Amy
ROSIE MALEK-YONAN as Receptionist
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.
Story Editor: GWENDOLYN PARKER
Unit Production Manager: JEAN HIGGINS
First Assistant Director: ALLEN G. DIGIOIA
Second Assistant Directors: NANCY P. TOWNSEND
Costume Designer: CYNTHIA BERGSTROM
Forensics Consultant: JOHN HAYNES
Production Sound Mixers: DONOVAN DEAR
Script Supervisor: CLAUDIA YARMY
Special Make-Up Effects: MATTHEW W. MUNGLE / ANGIE WELLS
Art Directors: TIM BEACH
Set Decorator: DANIELLE BERMAN
Construction Coordinator: JOHN KERSEY
Special Effects Coordinators: GARY D'AMICO
Property Master: MIKE SEXTON
Key Grip: RANDY TAMBLING
Gaffer: JACK SCHLOSSER
Key Make-Up Artist: PEGGY TEAGUE
Key Hairstylist: YVONNE DE PATIS-KUPKA
Camera Operator: MIKE GENNE
2ND 2ND Assistant Director: ROBYN WILLEY
Location Manager: MICHELLE LATHAM
Costume Supervisor: SUZANNE BANNITT-HAINES
Transportation Coordinator: BOB CAWLEY
Stunt Coordinator: JIM HALTY
2nd Unit: SCOTT LAUTANEN / MICHAEL PHIRMAN
Colorist: GARETH COOK
Supervising Sound Editor: MATTHEW SAWELSON
Music Supervisor: JASON ALEXANDER
Assistant Editor: SCOTT LERNER
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
Visual Effects Supervisors: LARRY DETWILER / MARC LEIDY
Digital Effects by STARGATE DIGITAL
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:09/15/2004~lky
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