CSI: Crime Scene Investigation

Green 30! Green 30.

Sweep right! Watch the backs!

Set! Hut!

Burns is tackled...

he's goin' for it!

He's hit by the Aztec safety.

Time-out! Time-out! Give me a time-out!

Kayle!

All right,look,this is it. This is it.

Just stay focused,son.

It's our will versus their will.

Run 2-22 Strike.

Nice snap,dropping back...

He's got a man open downfield!

He got it!

Coach?

Coach,you okay?

You know the Mustangs were 7 and oh this season?

On their way to winning their third consecutive Silver State Bowl.

Didn't realize you were a fan,David.

My father took me to my first game when I was seven.

And it was Coach Miller's first game,too.

My father loved this man.

Spatter is concentrated on the pillow,the headboard;

there's cast-off on the ceiling and the wall.

Looks like he was attacked while he was sleeping.

A large blood pool under his head.

Looks like he laid there for hours,bleeding.

And still managed to get out of bed when his alarm went off at 6:00 a.m.

I turned it off.

There wasn't any blood on any of the phones.

But he still had the wherewithal to pour himself a cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal,

but not call 911.

You know how it is with head wounds.

Yeah.

All right. I got a couple shoe impressions.

Coach Miller was barefoot,so this has got to belong to the killer.

I spoke to the home security company.

The system was triggered at 6:04 a.m.

So,the security system was on last night?

Suggests the killer knew the code,

otherwise,how would they get in and out of here without setting it off?

I was teaching at WLVU when Coach Miller won his second conference title.

Everybody loved him,treated him like a god.

Even gods have enemies.

CSI Season 10 Episode 05

Did you find Nemo?

Not unless Nemo was a Beemo.

Some kids spotted the car over the weekend.

Couldn't get a crane here until this morning.

Ran the tags.

Fleet vehicle from Vegas Legacy Motors.

Reported stolen about six months ago.

She's been down there a while.

This window's rolled down,that one's broken.

She had two escape routes.

It looks like she might've gotten stuck in her seat belt.

"Paige Hammer,19."

North Dakota license.

Possibly a tourist or a new resident.

Both airbags are deployed.

The airbags only go off if someone's sitting in the seat.

She wasn't alone.

Guess we're looking for the one who got away.

So,did you see anyone else when you pulled up?

No,sir,just Coach.

And I usually keep an extra eye out for his house.

You know,he spends a lot of time on the road,so I take in his newspaper and his mail.

Then I guess you're the one who turned off the alarm?

Was that bad?

Yeah.

So,is it just you who knows the code or everyone in the department?

Pretty much the whole department.

Everybody loves Coach M and the Mustangs.

Okay,I'm gonna need a list of everyone.

I got 'em right here.

Put that on for Coach,all right?

Did everybody get one? Did everybody get an armband?

Yeah,I got one.

Did you get an armband?

Did everybody get one?

She needs one.

I'm sorry for your loss.

It's more than a loss. It's a tragedy.

Coach took a third-rate team with players no other school wanted,

turned them into champions with real futures,real degrees.

He was one of a kind.

I'm Catherine Willows with the Crime Lab.

And you are...

I'm Pal Arnold.

I'm president of the Booster Club.

Did you know Coach Miller well?

Like a blood brother.

Did he have any family? A wife,any kids?

Yeah,about 85 of 'em; the whole roster.

Coach always said,"Your team is your family." Am I right?

That's right. That's right.

His wife passed on about ten years ago,and they had no kids.

So he lived alone?

I wouldn't say that.

House was always full.

It's the way he liked it.

Would you happen to know if any of his extended family had a key to the house?

They kind of all did.

What do you mean by that?

Let me show you,can I...

No,no,just tell me.

Um... you see those three rocks there in front?

Uh,there's a small rock,uh,on the left-hand side.

That's the one,right...

Right... your right. That's it.

C.O.D.'s exsanguination due to both sharp force and blunt force trauma.

Coach was struck at least a dozen times.

Lot of rage here.

Agreed.

The multiple impacts crushed his skull and drove bone fragments into the brain,

causing catastrophic hemorrhaging.

It's like when you push your finger into a hard-boiled egg--

the shell cracks, but the pieces stay in place.

Thanks for ruining another breakfast for me.

It's what I do.

What about the weapon?

Well,you're looking for a wide,flat object with narrow sharp edges.

I can't be any more specific than that.

Okay.

Come on. You're not gonna ask me about the zombie thing?

You're obviously eager to tell me.

Well,damage was predominantly on the right side of the brain to the neocortex

which controls thought,language and reason.

It was almost completely destroyed.

But the paleocortex,which lies beneath it,remained intact.

The paleocortex controls learned instinct and rituals,

which explains why the victim was able to brush his teeth and eat his breakfast

without noticing that he was bleeding to death.

They never seem to get that right in zombie movies.

Most of the mud and silt is over here.

Tells me the car settled driver's-side down on the lake bed.

Yeah,which eliminates using the driver's-side window as an escape route.

Lots of diced glass.

Must be from the broken window.

It is not easy to break one of these.

I wonder how she did it.

Hey,Sara...

Got a .38 Smith & Wesson.

What?

We got to open it up right now and get the cartridge cases out before the gun totally rusts.

Mandy,we just recovered a .38 revolver that's been in water.

We need a rush on getting it processed.

Okay,got it.

It's a five-shot.

Four live rounds.

One cartridge has been fired.

This is the most excitement I've had in weeks.

Oh,okay. Well,the prints for this are gonna be a long shot,but we'll give it a try.

That's a lot of computing power for a football coach.

It's a complex game.

Two teams,11 players,each play crafted with multiple levels of redundancy.

And yet,most academics and intellectuals prefer baseball.

I suppose for the poetry.

I just like to watch the guys hit each other.

And I like their butts.

Check out this photo.

Okay,in the photograph,there are two trophies and a football on the top shelf.

The Coach of the Year trophy and the football are missing.

The remaining trophy has been moved.

What do you think?

Think itight be a burglary gone bad.

The cover-up always leaves behind more evidence.

See,one of the downsides to working in law enforcement is that your fingerprints are on file.

So when you break the law,you're screwed.

Okay,listen,I...

Like I said before,I'm a huge Mustang fan,

and while I was waiting for your guys to arrive at the scene,I...

may have touched one of Coach M's trophies.

Oh,you did more than touch.

I don't know anything about that.

Captain,do you know how much the university pays campus security?

Well,I know that prison inmates make 15 cents an hour.

Is it less than that?

Look,here's what I think happened.

I think you broke into Coach Miller's house¡ª

you already admitted to having the alarm code-- you snatched up some valuable memorabilia.

You went upstairs hunting for some more.

Coach Miller wakes up,you panic,and you grease him.

No,no. I loved Coach Miller,all right?

Don't go around saying that.

All right,I'll cop to stealing the football.

Okay,what about the big trophy,the Coach of the Year?

No,I only stole the football.

I mean,the trophy would've been tempting,but...

I don't even remember it being there.

C.O.D. should come as no surprise; she drowned.

One of my greatest fears,by the way.

Can't definitively tell you if she engaged in sexual activity immediately prior to death,

but I did find this wedged between her central and lateral incisors.

Oh,pubic hair.

I'll get it to Wendy.

I also found something in her right main stem bronchi.

Tempered auto glass.

She aspirated it while drowning.