Bones

Bones S05E05 "A Night at the Bones Museum" Original Air Date on October 15, 2009

Hey!

These are all the approvals that you asked for, Agent Booth. I think they're all in order.

Right. You, uh, usually just e-mail me these, sir.

Yeah, well, since I heard Dr. Brennan was here, I thought I would say hello...

and ask her if there was anything she needed from us suits upstairs?

Oh, no. Thank you. But it— it's nice to see you again, Agent Hacker.

It's Assistant Director Hacker, Bones.

“Andrew” is fine.

Andrew. Cool. For Dr. Brennan.

I'm still your boss, Agent Booth. And since we're at work...

Sure.

I just want you to know I realize how busy you are, being an author and scientist.

Loved the last book. Not everyone could make crushing someone to death charming.

Thank you. Well, the Bureau is grateful for all of your help.

And I hope that you're pleased with Agent Booth. He's the best we've got.

- Oh, I don't know about that. - I agree. That statement is impossible to quantify,

since there are no other agents partnered with forensic anthropologists,

let alone one with my abilities.

You know what, Bones? You're raining on my parade.

Agent Booth, would you mind if I had a quick word in private with Dr. Brennan?

Sure. No problem. He probably wants a signed copy of your book.

Happens all the time. No need to be embarrassed.

Director Hacker wants to have sex with me. Oh! He said that? Wait.

And it's Assistant Director.

Well, he said “dinner,” but the implication was clear.

Okay, all you gotta do is just turn him down, you know. Be very polite, and nobody gets hurt.

Well, he's charming, good-looking. Why would I turn him down?

Why? Because he's my boss, okay? I mean, it would just be awkward.

I'm the guy who's gotta report to him, Bones.

The victim seems to have fried. Local cops think a radical environmental group did it.

Last week, apparently, they torched a Hummer.

Sign was the same. 'Big energy's killing the planet.”

Well, it seems to be a poor way to get sympathy for your cause.

- You think? - Yes.

- The plant have security tapes? - Your people are getting them now.

First responders said the vic looks like a beef jerky. Ah.

Dr. Brennan, do you have a moment?

- No, I'm at a crime scene. - Uh, I called, but I guess you didn't get my messages.

You know what, Sweets? This better be important.

Daisy and I have been talking.

And she'd like another chance to prove herself as your intern.

And good-bye. I'm gonna focus on Mr. Jerky.

I'm aware of your concerns. And I'll be the first to admit...

that Daisy's very unique. Okay, let me guess.

No sex until you give her what she wants, right? Am I right?

I realize she has impulse-control issues. She can't stop talking.

She has no sense of personal space.

But I've been teaching her some breathing techniques.

And I'm confident— Guys, I got a dead body over there.

Yes. I have to work, Sweets.

[ Saroyan I I've never seen a burn like this before.

Small stature. I estimate late teens, early 20s.

If anyone's interested.

I'd consider it a personal favor, Dr. Brennan.

Ouch. Personal favors are kind of like penalty shots. You kind of have to take 'em.

Unlike dinner requests from your boss, which you are totally open to declining.

I will give Ms. Wick a 24-hour probationary period.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

[ Breathes Deeply I

This victim wasn't electrocuted.

That's what I thought. But the plant engineer said if there was a power surge...

- Smell. -

Wow. It smells like Christmas.

It's frankincense and myrrh. This victim died over 3,000 years ago.

This is an Egyptian mummy.

Like a mummy? Like a real mummy?

Well, a real mummy that appears to be covered in fresh blood.

And given the trajectory, it's an arterial spurt, most likely from a stabbing.

And this is a lot of blood. [ doubt whether whoever it was survived.

Well, if it were a stabbing, the mummy had to be directly in front of the victim.

So what are you saying? The mummy killed someone?

Booth hasn't found any victims who were stabbed.

No hospital or emergency room admissions.

Okay, well, he also checked the National Stolen Art File.

And there were no reports on missing mummies.

But he's checking with individual museums and curators now.

If this mummy wasn't stolen from a known collection,

it means that it might be the product of an illegal tomb raid.

That makes it a priceless anthropological find.

Yeah, but is that worth killing for?

Well, it's a motive I can easily understand.

We have to identify the mummy to determine why someone would Kill for it.

You are so brilliant, Dr. Brennan! Thank you for giving me...

Another chance. And I swear,

I will speak in a more modulated tone.

And then, only when asked.

That's wise.

Cam's running D.N.A. and tox screen on the blood.

Booth questioned those ecoterrorist freaks.

They said they found the mummy when they went Dumpster diving.

Apparently, they thought it would be a good symbol.

- He said their story holds. - Identified flakes of natron.

It's a naturally occurring sodium carbonate decahydrate.

It was used as a drying agent...

during the mummification process in the second century B.C.

Permission to speak? Wow, that lasted 10 seconds.

Tissue condition confirms the mummy's a daddy— male.

They let the females putrefy prior to mummification to discourage necrophilia.

- Ew. And good. - Thank you.

Weave pattern of the linen suggests this was a top-notch embalming.

I mean, we may be talking about a pharaoh or a prince here.

Someone cracked open his chest cavity.

An area of compaction in the mummified tissue suggests...

something was stored in here.

I forgot to raise my hand. I am sorry.

And judging by the margins of the fractures,

the thoracic area was opened quite recently.

Perhaps to remove whatever was stored inside.

- Buried treasure inside the mummy's chest? - Pretty good motive to Kill.

I love ancient remains. I really do.

There are particulates embedded in the compaction.

Yep, I'm on it.

This could be a groundbreaking find.

We could be honored by the American Anthropological Association!

Most definitely. Our picture on the front of the journal.

Oh, I would love to see my mother's face then.

There seems to be a separation between the C6 and C5 vertebrae.

Some kind of wooden shaft is connecting the head to the spine.

Oh, let me see.

Hi. This is Special Agent Seeley Booth with the F.B.1.

Dr. uh, Malloy, this may sound a little strange,

but we recovered a mummy...

that may be evidence in a homicide investigation and...

Okay, um, and you're sure that one hasn't disappeared?

Okay. Great. Thanks.

Agent Booth. Assistant Director Hacker.

I just got a call from a Nobel laureate...

who claims you dragged him out of bed...

to ask if he's missing a mummy.

- I assumed it was a crank call. - No, no.

Investigating a potential homicide, sir.

- And there's a mummy involved? - Preliminary report.

Huh.

So there is a potential mummy-related victim out there.

Yeah. Bones is looking at the old guy for clues.

A mummy. Damn.

You field agents have all the fun. Good luck.

Okay. Oh, by the way.

Did Temperance mention that I asked her out?

Uh, yeah, yeah. I think she may have said something like that.

I just wanted to make sure there's nothing going on between the two of you.

I wouldn't want to get in the middle.

No, nothing whatsoever, sir. Strictly professional.

You sure? Yeah, positive.

All right then. I'll let you get back to pissing off Nobel laureates.

Okay, so you're spying on Daisy. No, no, no, no.

I'm just staying close in case an intervention is required.

This screen is so awesome.

! know. Isn't it? Yeah.

I thought you fixed her. I— It's a process.

Karloff was a genius. You could feel the mummy's pain, you know.

He was dead, Sweets. He felt no pain.

Emotional pain. That never dies.

Cheery thought. Thank you. It's true.

Database has no match on the blood.

Hodgins found some 3,000-year-old bug, so he's all weepy.

Hope Dr. B. can get the mummy to talk.

Research, I assume?

Yes. Uh, sure.

Imhotep is looking for the reincarnation of his ancient lover.

This could be a motive. What are you doing here, Sweets?

He's Daisy's trainer. [ Sighs I

If she attacks, he can put her down.

He was decapitated.

Can you do a facial reconstruction? Perhaps we can match...

his face to an Egyptian coffin painting.

Oh, The Mummy, 1932.

You don't know who Britney Spears is, but you know this movie.

[ Brennan I It's the film that made me want to be an anthropologist.

Although I prefer Chaney's mummy to Karloff's.

There's an extra metacarpal on the ulnar side,

likely caused by the high incidence of inbreeding...

among Egyptian royals.

It could just be a single gene mutation.

Or it could be one feature of a syndrome of congenital anomalies.

Bring up the X-rays of the forearm.

There. The ulna is bowed.

Antley-Bixler syndrome. A recessive congenital disorder,

characterized by malformations of the skeleton...

and the skull.

Flat forehead. Elongation of the parietal and occipital regions.

Oh, my God! He is 18th dynasty.

Excellent, Ms. Wick. Excellent.

I try. I do.

Dr. Brennan, are you okay?

I know who the mummy is.

Yours... and mine.

I identified the mummy. I helped!

It is a find that is certainly valuable enough to kill for.

You will not remember what I show you now. Oh, I love this part.

And yet I shall awaken memories...

of love and crime and death.

- Dr. Brennan? - Uh, of course. Sorry.

His name is Anok, the Boy with the Bleeding Heart.

He was the second son of the pharaoh.

And according to legend, Anok's older brother, Meti, fell off his horse,

and Anok trampled him to death to ensure that he would ascend to the throne.

Anok insisted that his brother's injuries were the result of the fall,

but the pharaoh didn't believe him and he went into a rage and he cut off Anok's head.