Bones

ions says we got a black ice alert on the bridges.

Weather guys are like psychics,man. They don't know squat.

I went to a psychic once, talked to my mother.

Mom even bothered me dead.

- All of the bridges? - All of 'em.

Okay. Fill me up.

- What's up? - Something in the salt.

What is it?

You know that Bible story about the woman who turns into salt?

- Lot's wife? - I think maybe we found her.

Yes,it's cold. What's your procedure when the road freezes up?

So,the,uh,weather's been warm for the past six weeks--

so they haven't had to use rock salt.

The dermis is extremely desiccated.

The salt quick-dried the tissues.

Looks like a really big apple doll.

Teenage girl.

Very tall. Six feet.

Looks like she's been dead for about a hundred years.

No,in fact,less than a month.

The salt is hygroscopic.

It draws moisture from its surroundings and replaces it with crystal.

You know what? I suddenly got a potato chip craving.

Cats are so disdainful.

They're independent and self-assured. Like you.

Dog... Cat.

Which you gonna pick?

Uh,this is a lion eating a gazelle.

What's with the sudden pet desire?

We're not even living together.

Yet. Look at him,Rox.

Look at his warm,brown eyes.

He's going to do this five times a day.

Mr. Vaziri is Iranian. He's an observant Muslim.

Bright side: we'll always know which way is east.

I don't know if this is going to work out,Dr. Saroyan.

This country was founded on the notion of religious tolerance.

Well,I am not discriminating because he is a Muslim.

I find all religions equally irrational.

Oh,thank you for your patience.

I had no choice. Apparently, it's a Constitutional issue.

Uh,trauma to the temporal and sphenoid

Probably from being dropped from the bin.

Bonk.

- I see some red fibers. - Ooh,that's me.

Mr. Vaziri, Do you see the ante-mortem skeletal trauma?

Significant remodeling of the metacarpophalangeal joint on the right thumb.

A snap. An old fracture to the little finger. Crack.

And... a bone chip at the dorsal radial portion of the left wrist.

Pop?

I have seen this before in cases of abuse.

A girl who was handcuffed to a radiator in order to preserve her virginity.

Well,it turns out, there aren't that many 16-year-old girls

who are six feet tall on the missing persons list.

Ashley Clark. Missing three weeks.

So,Roxie and I are getting a dog.

I had Roxie pegged as a cat person.

I'm Angela.

Oh,Arastoo Vaziri.

Uh,your boyfriend's name is,uh,"Rocky"?

Like,pow? Like the famous boxer?

No,uh,Roxie.

Angela's boyfriend is a girl.

Perhaps your religion won't allow you to accept that.

Blood chemistry shows unusually high levels of relaxin.

Relaxin?

Sounds like something you could get arrested for taking.

It's a naturally occurring hormone secreted during pregnancy.

So,if she was handcuffed to protect her virginity, didn't work out so well.

ernoon before her high school dance.

It was the End of Winter Dance.

I remember because we made a bunch of jam that day,

and Ashley was worried that she'd smell like raspberries.

Ashley never made it to the dance?

We had to wait 24 hours before she was officially missing.

Were there any major developments in your daughter's life in the weeks leading up to her death?

He means drugs. Was Ashley doing drugs?

- No,we don't mean drugs. - No,no drugs.

Were you aware that your daughter was pregnant?

Approximately 12 weeks.

Pregnant? Ashley couldn't have been pregnant.

She was.

Do you have any idea who might be the father?

Is that who you think killed her? The father of her child?

Well,we'd like to talk to him.

My daughter and I were very close, and it simply isn't possible that she wouldn't tell me she was pregnant.

I would appreciate some insight into the high number of injuries

your daughter sustained since puberty.

So now you're saying that we abused our daughter?

It's all right. They have to ask.

My daughter was an athlete.

She grew almost two feet over the last four years.

You can confirm the injuries with her chiropractor.

We are very sorry for your loss,sir.

Then you shouldn't say such terrible things.

Ashley wasn't a victim of abuse.

She was the victim of athleticism and a competitive disposition.

See,this remodeling of the right thumb,the little finger, the dorsal radial portion of her wrist?

- Volleyball,of course. - That's right. That's very good.

- Patellar tendonitis. - Jumper's knee.

- How did you know that? - Athlete,Bones.

Thanks,Dr. Fitts. We appreciate your help.

- Yeah. - Thanks.

Were you aware that Ashley Clark was pregnant?

No. No. Her last appointment was about six weeks ago.

She didn't mention it.

Well,despite the fact that you aren't a real medical doctor, you have been quite helpful. Thanks.

Oh,you're welcome. Oh,and,by the way...

you aren't a real medical doctor,either.

Ouch.

No hematoma,meaning the skull was fractured post-mortem,

probably when the body tumbled out of the overhead bin.

Clunk.

Very descriptively put.

It's been pointed out to me that I tend towards onomatopoeia.

Dr. Saroyan, why hasn't the body been defleshed?

I'm still conducting the autopsy.

Well,if I can't remove the flesh,then I can't find cause of death.

If you remove the flesh, I can't find cause of death.

What flesh?

The body is completely desiccated.

Any remaing indicators are going to come from the bones.

Not if I can rehydrate the tissue.

Paleontologists have used Ruffer's solution successfully on mummies.

But shush.

The salt arrested bacterial development. There's no decomp.

If I can rehydrate, I can do a proper autopsy.

It will take too long and a positive result is debatable.

Lucky for me,I'm the boss.

I claim one of my freebies.

I claim one of my freebie declines.

Come on in.

Uh,what can I do for you, Mr. Clark?

I,uh,wanted to tell you that I suspected my daughter was pregnant.

All right. Have a seat.

And you,uh, didn't want to say anything in front of your wife?

No.

I found a pregnancy test in the wastebasket in the bathroom.

Your wife is still young enough to have children.

Sexual intercourse has not been a part of our marriage in several years.

Did you,uh,talk to Ashley about the pregnancy test?

Yes. But she denied that it was hers.

She said it was a friend's.

She asked me not to tell my wife.

She called it a father/daughter secret.

Was there a,uh,a boy in Ashley's life?

Ashley argued about a boy with her friend Becca.

I overheard it on the phone.

Didn't get a name.

I see. Well... I'll look into it.

I hope my wife doesn't have to find out that I kept this huge secret from her.

I don't think she'd forgive me.

Forgive you?

Considering how it turned out.

His name is Donatello.

and he's a rescue and he needs a good home.

One caveat,though.

He's afraid of the wind.

Wow,you really don't want this dog,do you?

Is it because Donatello is a stupid name?

Yeah.

You're breaking up with me.

You don't have to say anything, Rox. It's okay.

I do want to say something.

Ange,you live in the moment, I know that, but moments are fleeting.

They pass.

Yeah,but we decide when the moments pass.

This one has passed.

Yeah.

I've got to think about the future.

Okay.

You gotta be kidding me.

- Excuse me. Agent Booth? - Yeah?

I'm Becca Hedgepeth. They told me I could find you here.

Ashley Clark's friend?

Yeah.

,you heard that Ashley was murdered on the news,right?

- Yeah. - It's my job to find out who did it.

Okay. Well,I hope you do.

According to her father, he said the two of you got into a fight and you stopped coming to the house.

That's just because Ashley went behind my back with my boyfriend.

What's your boyfriend's name?

Well,ex-boyfriend. Uh,Rory Davis.

Wait. I was jealous enough to kill my best friend?

Or are you saying Rory did it?

Well,you're pregnant. Emotions run high during that situation.

Me and Ashley would've gotten past it because she broke up with Rory,too.

Looks like I'm going to have to talk to "love-'em-andleave-'em" Rory.

Okay,very careful. The tissue is fragile.

All right,ready? On my count.

One... two...

Now,we're going to completely submerge her in a bath of sodium carbonate,

aqueous formalin and ethyl alcohol. Good.

And somewhere between 24 and 48 hours from now, she should look practically human again.

Ready? And... go.

I got the trace back on those red fibers you found in her hair.

They're tri-lobal. Two red strands, one blue strand woven together.

Given the length and texture, they definitely came from an automobile.

But the killer must have transported Ashley's body from wherever she was killed into the salt pile.

Can you narrow down what kind of car?