CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

We should go skinny-dipping.

Oh, that's fantastic.

What are you guys talking about?

Hey, no. We were just...

You know, we were gonna have a little blast.

- Grab this. - Take a swing of this.

Lexie.

Come on. Lexie, come on.

Here. Hey, hey, come on, Lexie.

I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming! Cannonball. Cannonball.

Okay, okay. Is it cold? I don't want to get cold.

Lexie, come on! Oh.

Got to get in here. It's like a Jacuzzi.

Oh, yeah, right.

Down, boys.

Hello. I see you.

Oh, it smells like rotten eggs.

It's just sulfur. It's good for the zits.

Good for you. You've been trying to see me naked for a year.

We won't look.

Okay, fine.

Close your eyes.

Hey, huh?

Huh?

Oh! Hey!

Hey!

Hey, what what the hell was that for?

You got a look. You don't need to grab my ass.

- I didn't touch you. - Right. Come on.

What the hell! Hey...

Hey! Come on! Whoa. Hey! It wasn't me.

- Don't look at me. - Oh, yeah.

So, when I was a teenager,

we used to go skinny-dipping in a quarry in New Jersey.

Ran into a few bodies.

Most of them were wearing cement shoes.

And all of them were named Anthony.

Back in the good old days, when the Mob really knew

how to take care of business? Ah, yeah.

Actually, it's kind of nice in here.

Yeah, maybe if you hold your nose.

Sulfur spring. You know, if you bathe in this water

every day, you can have a really beautiful complexion.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, his complexion's definitely improved.

Blood exuding from the right nares.

Probable internal head trauma on that side.

Interesting pattern to this wound.

Maybe he hit his head on the rocks?

Well, it's an L-shaped wound, so, not a rock.

Probably a pistol butt.

No pruning on the volar pads.

That means he was dead before he hit the water

or very soon after.

Well, maybe there was a struggle at the edge of the water.

Or a body dump.

Shirt's torn.

Ambient temp's 97, water's 107,

and the liver temp is 106.5.

So, calculated PMI is four to seven hours.

Well, air unit didn't see any other cars,

except the kids' Jeep.

Guy's out here in the middle of nowhere

in the middle of the night...

How'd he get out here?

And who was he with?

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Hey, it's hot out here. Stay hydrated.

Yeah.

Thanks. Let me show you something.

Okay, what have you got?

Now, this soil's pretty hard packed,

so even if there was another vehicle out here,

we probably wouldn't know it.

But I did find something interesting here.

This is a fresh motor oil deposit.

The color of it tells me

it's been in the engine for a while.

Someone had a leak. Yeah, and I'm pretty sure

it's not from the kid's Jeep, or one of ours.

Could be how the John Doe got out here.

Mrs. Robbins has a birthday.

The big one.

She doesn't want to make much of it, which means I have to.

You got any ideas?

Can't go wrong with diamonds.

Girl's BFF.

Man's worst enemy.

What about a nice pair of yellow-metal earrings?

Oh, come on, Doc.

You can say the word.

Gold for her 50th?

I mean, it's okay.

Just add a few carats.

You'll thank me for it later.

Any thoughts on C.O.D.?

We can rule out the L-shaped laceration

and associated blunt force trauma to the head,

because there was no damage to the skull.

I can't say the same for the rest of him.

He was a smorgasbord of disease.

Liver's enlarged and necrotic.

The brain and the kidneys are peppered

with precancerous lesions.

The gastrointestinal tract looks like

it's been scrubbed with steel wool.

Plus there was nerve tissue degeneration.

How old was he?

Not old enough for all of this.

He was a very sick man

with a seriously-shortened life expectancy.

So, what did kill him?

I was just getting to that.

He drowned.

When the water passed through his larynx,

it caused a reflexive spasm,

and that sealed the airway,

making it impossible for him to breathe.

Not so good for him, but good for us,

because it locked a sample of the water

that killed him into his vocal folds.

Well, if he did drown in that hot spring,

the water sample that Ray collected

should match what you've got in that syringe.

Looks like two different sources to me.

Trace will have to confirm, but I would say

that our friend here did not drown in that spring.

Floater's prints came back to a Walter Burns.

In the system for assault, 25 years ago.

He got into a bar fight over a girl,

but no record since then.

Not exactly a hardened criminal.

No.

- You check DMV? - Burns lived...

on a ranch in Cable Springs.

Not far from where we found him. He owed a pickup,

so, Brass put a broadcast out on the plates.

Sent a couple of unis over to the ranch.

No truck. Not much of anything, really.

The place had pretty much gone to seed.

Next of kin?

Had a wife, but she died last year.

I checked Walter Burns' phone records.

Apparently, he didn't have many friends, except maybe one.

More than a dozen calls made back and forth in the last week.

Rosalind Johnson?

She is the editor of the Cable Springs Courier.

Editor, publisher, lead reporter, advertising rep.

And I sweep the place out every night.

So, what capacity were you calling Walter Burns three times a day?

Walter is a source for a story I'm working on.

What story?

Not at liberty to say, but you'll be reading about it soon enough.

Drop the Woodward and Bernstein act, okay?

Your source, Walter Burns, was found dead last night.

Oh...

Your phone records indicate you were the last person

to speak with him.

So?

What happened?

I'm not at liberty to say.

Fair enough.

How about a little give and take?

I help you, you help me.

Starting with how Walter died.

No. Let's start with what you

and Walter talked about last night.

We talked about Cable Springs.

About his ranch, his health.

Your turn.

Walter was a very sick man.

You do an autopsy?

Yes.

He was riddled with systemic lesions, amongst other things.

Can I see the report?

Can I see your story?

Do I need to remind you of my First Amendment rights?

Ms. Johnson, we can get a court order

and subpoena your notes and sources.

And I'll go to jail before I give them up.

Am I free to go?

Just don't go far.

Oh, um, Walter's wife was sick, too.

You might want to look into that.

That's on the house.

Reporters.

- Hey, Archie. - Hey.

I got your text. What's going on?

This vehicle.

Found in an empty lot near Fremont.

No driver.

It looks like blood on the outside here.

Yeah, that's never good.

We can't get to it right now, man.

We're working the Walter Burns case.

This is the Walter Burns case.

He drove a pickup. I know.

Check this out.

This Escalade is equipped

with an aftermarket navigation system.