Since when were Stalin, Khrushchev, and Beria ingredients in water?
I don't think there's 1947 calories in it either.
Where did that water bottle come from?
[Looking at the water bottle closely] Heh, Multiple Choice. 1-T-D
1947. TD. Truman Doctrine.
National Security Agency.
National Security Act, Agency wasn't formed until 1949. Everything on this bottle has been replaced with information pertaining to the Cold War.
All the answers to the test. It's a cheat sheet.
[Mac looks at him wondering]
Hey Mac. Bet you a cup of coffee this is the most interesting crime scene you'll go to all week.
You sound confident, obviously you know something I don't.
[To Sheldon] You wanna tell him?
Alright. [To Mac] You had to guess, how old do you say our victim is?
Late seventies, early eighties maybe.
[Sheldon and Flack smile and nod as if it was a good guess, Mac looks at them confused]
[Adam is doing something in the computer and starts laughing]
[Danny notices he is playing with the aging software using Lindsay's face]
[Laughing] Hey, come on, that's not right, don't do that, stop.
He's just messing with the age progression software.
[Lindsay walks across table to see]
Is that me?! That's not funny!
Yeah, but you're laughing.
You're going to be married to her. [They all keep laughing] We are growing old together.
[Adam notices Mac walking over]
[Seriously] Boss, One o'clock.
What is happening in here?
We were... well, ah... while these guys were, eh... goofing around, I discovered a rust like substance from the vics sweater, more than likely transfered from the weapon. [Lindsay and Danny look at him incredulously]
I think you need a distinct chemical composition or you'll be staring at big fat dead end chief.
There was no hit in Codis from the blood on the platform. And Danny's print from the train, dead end. But I did manage to find a partial print from the adhesive tape on the cigar box, and I'm thinking since our vic was wearing a mask, she was probably up to something, and she might have a record.
Right, which we won't find any time soon, cause our vic is still a Jane Doe, and I ran Sid's ten card and we didn't get an ID... So if that print you recovered is hers, it's not gonna get us a name.
I'm your wife, ok. You don't have to turn on me.
[The three of them start arguing lightly]
Alright, lets get an ID on our Jane Doe, lets hunt down a location where this mask was purchased might be a good place to start, the quality of the material suggests it was custom made, not something you find on a costume store shelf, and run this clothes, lets see if we can find a murder weapon. Danny that palm print run it for trace, maybe we can find something that'll tell us where the killer works, lives or hangs out.
[Killer's cell phone starts vibrating]
[Looks at his watch] What are you doing here?
Forgot my homework. Left myself a post it so I wouldn't forget on my desk. Of course, I forgot.
Ok, thank you, yes, it's a mess, you know.
Huh... How'd it go? [About Ellie]
oh, it didn't. Ellie changed her mind.
Yep, that about sums it up. Mac you need to get married and have kids so I don't have to go through all these challenges alone.
Yeah, don't get married, just adopt a child. [Mac laughs] Children are wonderful.
Misery really loves company, huh?
You'd make a great father.
didn't you ever think about being a grandfather?
Hey, if I buy you a burger and beer will you stop talking?
Done. You know I have a weakness for food. Lets get a juicy, greasy hamburger, with a light beer.
[They chuckle a little]
What about that feast that we brought you in bed?
Lindsay Monroe That was Mother's Day...two years ago.
Two? Really?...Whoa, I'll get you something tasty when we're done [Crime scene]
I want a bowl of grits, two eggs over medium, sausage and wheat toast with a lot of butter from that soul food place in Bleaker. And, I want a double cheese burger with large fries, and a cream super float from that place in Madison Square park.
[Snorts, starts walking away] That's it... [Stops, looks back questioningly]
I'm not pregnant. I'm just hungry.
