- Can you make anything out? - Yes. It's a crater.
I know it's a crater. The question is, what caused it?
- We should ask a geologist. - I can tell you it's not a meteor.
You look inside?
Not for long. Troopers didn't want anyone near it until you got here.
- That's very nice of them. - What did it look like?
I'm pretty sure it was meat.
Meat wearing clothes.
- What do you want to do? - Let's take a look.
Hm. So what do you think? Dead?
If he fell out of a plane, that plane is long gone by now.
No sign of a parachute.
- What do those shoes look like to you? - Loafers.
- He hit the ground at 200 km per hour. - How can you tell that by his shoes?
124 miles per hour is terminal velocity for a falling human.
- We're theorising that this was once human? - I've never read about aliens wearing loafers.
How much you want to bet Hodgins has?
Crows and critters made quick work of him.
But these Calliphora vicina eggs will confirm time of landing.
Blowflies on aliens. Who knew?
You're taking a shot at me because I believe we are not all alone in an infinity of space?
It's not believing in extraterrestrial life that's odd.
It's believing they're visiting.
This guy is wearing loafers. Aliens don't wear loafers.
Even if they want to pass unnoticed?
- Before taking us over. - Oh.
Oh, this is harassment. It's illegal to mock people for their fundamental beliefs.
Is the tissue damage consistent with a long fall?
- Definitely. - You've seen this before?
Suicide off the Chrysler Building.
A human being reaches terminal velocity after falling 200 to 220 metres,
depending on air resistance.
This would take five to eight seconds,
depending on atmospheric conditions, body position and clothing.
He fell from a minimum of 1200 feet.
- I can run through the math. - Send me an email.
This is... I want to say "anomalous", but I'm going to go with "weird".
- What's weird? - Areas of radial lucency here and here.
- Extremely porous bones. - What's that mean?
He was ill.
His right femoral head shows significant demineralisation.
- Zack? - I'd put him at... 130.
130 what?
- Years. - Old?
- There's an alternate explanation. - Then that's the one we should go with.
He was in outer space.
So he fell from outer space in a pair of loafers.
Hodgins left too soon.
The FAA reports no recent accidents involving anyone falling
from a plane, balloon or blimp, commercial or otherwise.
The FAA doesn't have jurisdiction over the entire universe, my friend.
Little green men?
Grey. They're grey. Not green, grey.
You're half-alien. You should know that.
If they dropped him from orbit, he'd have burned. His loafers would have fallen off.
If he was an abductee tossed out of an interplanetary spacecraft,
why do his bones show that he has spent an extended time in outer space?
The only rational explanation is that he was an astronaut.
Astronauts lose 2% of their bone mass for each month spent in space.
Our victim's legs, hips and lower vertebrae have demineralised over 20%,
- indicating ten months in space. - Do we do that?
The longest shuttle flight was STS-80.
- 17.66 days in 1996. - The longest we know of.
A Russian cosmonaut spent the most time in space.
- That we know of. - Why do you know that?
- My knowledge is vast. - Why did I ask?
Anyway, there can't be that many people who've accumulated ten months in space.
That we know of.
Call Booth, tell him to see if anyone is missing an astronaut.
Calvin Howard, senior training specialist and crew liaison on the shuttle programme.
Currently working in the National Space Agency in Bristol, Maryland.
Angela sent me her work-in-progress of the partial skull reconstruction.
She says we expected too much too soon, but the shape of the head, the cheekbones...
Close enough for jazz.
Six months in the International Space Station.
Plus servicing missions to the Hubble and Lansing Telescopes.
Does that add up to the right amount of bone rot?
Loss. Bone loss.
And, yes. Has anyone reported him missing?
- No, not exactly. - Not exactly?
Astronauts are viable terror targets. Their whereabouts are extremely confidential.
If you told the Agency you planned to identify him to the press, they'd be more cooperative.
I have been a wonderful influence on you.
- I learned that move from Cam. - I went the other way.
Looked up his wife in the phone book.
- Did my husband die in a training accident? - We don't believe so, ma'am, no.
- It couldn't have been. - How do you know?
- The Space Agency would be all over this. - You're probably right.
They wouldn't let anybody else take the lead, not even us.
You say your husband left the day before yesterday?
- On what airline? - Cal flies himself.
- What kind of plane? - A turboprop Cessna out at McNichol.
What exactly does a senior training specialist and crew liaison do?
We're not supposed to discuss that.
For three years, Cal's trained others to go up.
- Because he lost his medical clearance? - How did you know that?
His x-rays showed he was suffering from a dramatic loss of bone density.
Must have been hard on the colonel, training others to do what he loved to do.
No. Cal was a team player.
He was training her husband, James, for almost a year.
- Actually it was very hard on him. - It would be hard on any of them.
All they ever do is think about going back into space,
and all we ever think about is getting them back home.
Is there a rule that astronauts' wives travel in packs?
When you marry an astronaut, no one understands...
Except other people who are in the same situation.
This is Cal's itinerary, mainly when he intended to call me and...
...when he'd be back. - You expected your husband home today?
Yeah.
I need to know if it's in the hangar. It's a Cessna turboprop plane.
Registered to Colonel Calvin Howard. Thanks.
It just seems so odd. Those women stick together like a harem.
They support each other. Service wives are like that.
- What about astronauts' husbands? - Their husbands train for years.
Their families invest their entire lives.
Yeah.
Are you sure? OK, great. Thanks. Plane's still in the hangar.
If that's the plane he got tossed out of, it didn't fly itself back.
If someone simply pushed him out, there might not be any evidence.
We have to hope there was a struggle.
Excuse me. Can I see some ID, please?
Sure. I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
- Right. Here you go. - That airplane belongs to the Agency.
Our information is that it belongs to Colonel Calvin Howard.
- The Agency leased it to him. - It's a possible crime scene.
- You were Colonel Howard's boss? - Yes. Nina Sanborn.
I carry a rank equivalent to an Air Force general.
Why didn't you report him missing, General Sanborn?
Equivalent, I said. I'm a civilian.
Cal was...
Colonel Howard wasn't missing. He was barely gone a day.
I know you people are really tight-lipped,
but I'm good friends with a very aggressive federal prosecutor great at getting warrants.
Agent Booth.
- I got the usual fibres, hair, particulates. - No blood, no sign of a struggle?
No. You'll have my report by the end of the day.
Great. I need to know what Colonel Howard was working on at the time of his death.
Get your warrant, Agent Booth. Dr Brennan.
Hey, excuse me, equivalent-to-a-general Sanborn.
I got that warrant.
- Why didn't you tell her right away? - I was hoping we could all be friends.
Let me see that.
These are the documents you subpoenaed?
- Yeah. The info is blacked out. - You want me to get something?
- Can you? - No. I'd need originals.
These are photocopies.
- Then why'd you offer? - Why else would you ask me here?
You're a conspiracy nut. I thought you'd enjoy filling in the blanks.
- With paranoid ravings? - Better than nothing. Lansing Telescope.
- That mean anything to you? - Yeah.
It's a multi-gazillion-dollar deep-space multi-frequency telescope.
- Keeps needing "repairs". - Why do you say it like that?
Doesn't need repairs.
There's no rust in space.
So-called "repair crews" are up there retrieving classified information.
Classified information? That telescope is pointed up at the planet Pluto.
Pluto's no longer a planet. It was demoted.
If the Lansing was pointed away from Earth, why black out all this material?
- Yeah. - Can I ask you a question?
Yeah.
What's the deal on proposing? To, you know, a woman?
I mean, what is the absolute proper way to do it?
I don't know. The one time I did it, I got shot down.
- Did you do it by the book? - Mm-hm. Well, no.
We were waiting for the stick to turn blue or not,
and I realised I wanted to marry her if the stick was blue or not.
Yeah, that's sort of what I did. Only without the sticks.
- You asked Angela to marry you. - I didn't do it right.
Do it again. Go all out this time, with the dinner and the getting down on one knee.
The violin.
Forget the violin.
Hey, with his bone density, Colonel Howard wasn't going back into space again.
I know. He was training his replacement.
- His replacement? For what? - To repair the Lansing Telescope.
Oh, brothers in arms, my brother.
That replacement can tell you things the Agency doesn't want you to know.
Ah...
Makes you feel small, doesn't it?
- Because the picture's so big? - Because the universe is so big.
That's not the universe. That's an enlarged photograph of Earth.
You see one thing, I see another. Personally, I like what I see.
Agent Booth, Dr Brennan,
Commander Adams is scheduled for time on the A-300 Zero-G.
- You can talk to him there. - The Zero-G?
The Vomit Comet.
Man flies eight missions into space and falls out of a plane? I don't think so.
You don't know anyone who'd want to throw him out of a plane?
Look, I don't mean to tell you your work.
Shouldn't you track down everyone who flew over that piece of land?
- We are, but not everyone files flight plans. - Not everyone sticks to them.
- You didn't answer the question. - Everyone liked and respected Cal Howard.
All these itineraries, people keeping secrets, even from their spouses...
I understand you have to ask these questions, but Cal and Jean Marie were a solid couple.
- Did you ever get drunk together? - What?
What my partner is trying to ask is if you two were buddies.
Did you have drinks, exchange confidences?
- Yes, that's what I asked. - Yeah, sure, of course. At times.
- You'd know if his marriage was in trouble. - Yes, sir, I would.
How can you be sure?
Because Cal knew when I was unfaithful to my wife.
- Colleen? - Right. You guys met her at Cal's place.
Look, that has to stay between us.
Strictly between us.
Cal Howard was my friend, my colleague and my teacher.
Somebody tossed him from an airplane, I'll do whatever I can to help.
Why do I get the feeling you want to tell us something?
Commander Adams, prepare to go weightless.
We're about to go weightless.
As the plane reaches the apogee of a climb then falls,
we will have 15 to 20 seconds of weightlessness.
- That was great. - Oh, man, you're not kidding.
I would like very much to do that again.
I believe you were about to tell us something.
- Cal was talking to the STC. - The what?
Space Travel Coalition, a privately funded space exploration and tourism group.
- And did you? - Did we what?
- Vomit in the Comet? - No, I didn't vomit. I'm sure they were trying.
They can try me anytime. It was truly amazing.
You had too much fun. What's this about space tourists?
Joyrides for gazillionaires. Selling seats on a spaceship that don't exist.
- And won't be viable for another few years. - That's what they want you to think.
I already bought my ticket. I want to see what's going on up there with my own eyes.
What?
- These are the victim's clothes? - Yes.
You'd like me to do what?
Construct a three-dimensional hypothesis of what caused this damage.
Falling from an airplane isn't enough?
That would explain burst seams and pressure tears, but this seems to be...
Hm. Slashes.
When Zack gets the bones, maybe you can work out if something catastrophic happened.
- You mean before he fell to Earth? - Yes.
Go do your magic.
Now?
Are you certain you can't do what needs to be done with x-rays?
Do you need continued access to the soft tissue?
Why would the body burst vertically?
You need time with the tissue to answer that?
Not really.
Please explain your reluctance to remove the flesh from the bones.
I'm all right with it if it's absolutely necessary, even the boiling part.
But perhaps you could acknowledge that this is a person.
- Was, you mean. - Was someone's husband, Zack.
What does that have to do with removing the flesh from his bones?
- Fine. Do what you have to do. - Thank you.
Igor.
I beg your pardon, Dr Saroyan?
Nothing.
Hey, Bones? Ran a check on STC. They're part of the tinfoil-hat squad.
What's that?
They wear tin hats, probably to keep aliens from controlling their minds.
Oh, schizophrenics?
It's hard to believe Colonel Howard was part of an organisation like that.
Do they have access to planes?
You kidding me? They have a border-patrol division.
Members fly their own planes and do bimonthly sky patrols in search of UFOs.
- Do they file flight plans? - Bones, you're a genius. Look.
Two nights ago they had planes on patrol
within spitting distance of where Colonel Howard's body was found.
Look, we're not a collection of kooks, just...
ordinary people promoting a friendly liaison with the visitors.
That's quite a manifesto.
When you've had an encounter, you understand.
- You've been abducted? - Multiple times.
Mm-hm.
Through hypnosis I've discovered testing was done and follow-ups were required.
Are there any side effects from these medical procedures?
You mean like tin hats?
Paranoia, outbursts of anger, loss of connection with reality.
You asked me to come, I'm here.
I run a successful aeronautics company.
I'm richer than God. Do I appear to have lost contact with reality?
What about post-abduction syndrome, similar to post-traumatic stress disorder?
PAS is very real.
I admit to bouts with it. Frankly it's one of my main motivators.
When we meet the visitors face to face, they will explain so many things to us.
Including why you were taken.
And why they put an implant in me, only then to remove it.
- Great. Do you know this guy? - Colonel Howard. Of course.
So it's true that you offered him a position with the STC?
- Yes. - To bring credibility to your organisation?
Yes, but you have to understand, it was Colonel Howard who came to us.
- Why? - He wanted to pilot our suborbital flights.
Till your spaceships were ready, he was gonna help you look for UFOs.
Laugh if you must, but Cal didn't think we were crazy.
He'd seen something himself up there, and he's hardly the first.
Quite a few astronauts and pilots have reported seeing the visitors.
- Colonel Howard told you this? - Yes, he did. So trust me.
I would have been proud to have sent Cal Howard back into space.
- Would have been? - He changed his mind six weeks ago.
That didn't make you a little angry?
No, not angry. Disappointed.
Then you wouldn't object to us taking a look at your fleet of planes.
No, not at all.
Why do you think Colonel Howard changed his mind?
They got to him. Through his wife, I believe.
- "They"? - The Agency.
- They can be very persuasive. - Persuasive?
In my opinion, the Agency would rather have Cal die
than have him announce to the world he'd seen a visitor.
That's not true. The Agency loved Cal.
- They valued him. - Why didn't you tell us about STC?
Because it's embarrassing.
Cal wanted back into space so badly he listened to those crazy people.
Did your husband see something?
Something that made him sympathetic with Mr Bahr's organisation?
Well, obviously you know that he did. Or he said he did.
- You doubted him? - It doesn't matter now.
It was three years ago, his last mission. The Agency explained it so that Cal was satisfied.
- It's important we know the truth. - Why?
What I've seen, your husband was a man of principle.
If he saw something, he wouldn't back down to save his career,
even if his wife begged him to.
He insisted on filing an official report. He wouldn't withdraw it.
- They asked him to? - Yes, but he stuck by his story.
They weren't happy with him but, like I said, that's ancient history.
Cal's friend knew about the STC. His wife knew. Maybe the Agency did too.
So they tossed him out of an airplane?
That field is less than a mile from the coastline.
They were aiming at the ocean, and they missed.
The question is why. It's a big ocean, right?
- There has to be a reason. - Maybe it wasn't a UFO that Cal saw.
- He could have seen something else. - Yeah, like a death beam or a space baby.
I was thinking more along the lines of a spy satellite or experimental technology.
Maybe the Agency was afraid that Cal was sharing sensitive information with the STC.
Regardless, our government does not kill people, OK, Bones?
You were a sniper. Wasn't it our government who sent you to kill people?
Just saying.
Mm, something smells good.
Help yourself.
Oh!
These definitely human bones?
Cos apparently there are a few types of aliens - races, if you will.
- One is quite reptilian, known as greys. - Definitely human.
- Another's structure is more amphibian. - These bones are as human as you.
If you only knew how irony-packed that is.
It's a joke. Don't you be coming around to boil me in the middle of the night.
There's a strange callus formation on his right femoral head.
- Also bone-marrow oedema in the same spot. - Healing from a fracture?
No. It's some kind of tuberous cortical defect. I've never seen anything like this before.
OK, now you're freaking me out.
I have to get Dr Brennan to look at this.
It looks like he was in the initial stages of osteonecrosis.
What did you get from the tox screen?
Excess levels of vitamins D, K, E, A and C,
along with glutamine peptides and creatine monohydrate.
Supplements he took before his last mission.
There's something odd about the bone texture.
Leucine, isoleucine and valine. He foresaw going back into space.
- This is not bone. - What is it?
A callus has formed over some kind of thick porous substance.
Careful.
It's an implant of some kind.
I never saw anything on the x-rays.
How could that not show up on x-rays?
What the hell is this?
Zoantharia of the order Scleractinia.
It has a calcium carbonate exoskeleton with a porosity similar to human bone.
- Which would make it biocompatible. - So it wouldn't show on x-rays.
Wait. So this is coral, like from a reef?
Suspended in a biphasic hydroxyapatite tricalcium phosphate coating.
Theoretically, the calcium from the exoskeleton would grow,
hopefully overcoming the loss of his degenerating bone.
Then this attachment would be?
An electromagnetic device to accelerate growth.
So it's a combination of human and alien technology.
Don't say that to Booth.
Then all the vitamins and amino acids he was loaded up with were to ward off infection.
He'd need them, too. Bone marrow's highly susceptible. This is a very risky procedure.
I gotta say it. Frank Olson.
He was an army scientist in the '50s and an unwitting participant in Project MK-ULTRA.
They said he committed suicide, but an exhumation later proved he was murdered.
You need more. Project Paperclip, MK Artichoke. Who could forget Tuskegee?
The government experiments on people and then abandons them or worse.
- What's this experiment for? - The main obstacle
to long-term space travel is bone demineralisation.
If the space programme could overcome this effect, their funding would triple overnight.
Experimental programme for deep space fails, and the evidence has to be gotten rid of.
By tossing it from a plane? Why not have the visitors toss him into the sun?
That is a good question.
It's not. Sometimes when people try to cover things up, it goes wrong. That's all.
First thing we should do is find out the source of this technology.
Colonel Reed was Cal's commanding officer.
So he reported the UFO sighting to you?
Oh, for God's sake. You see what happens? You people get secretive about things and...
What Cal saw was space junk.
- It was satellite parts, a hatch, a screwdriver. - That information isn't cleared.
- Sounded like more than a screwdriver. - It wasn't.
Cal just thought we should be able to explain why it was whizzing around space. That's all.
Was Colonel Howard in a cast recently?
Said he broke his leg parasailing in the Caribbean.
All of our astronauts suffer from brittle bones.
I stepped off a ladder once, and my tibia snapped like a twig.
- Why do you ask? - Because of this. We found it in Howard's leg.
We think it's designed to counteract the effects of osteonecrosis.
Experimental surgery on one of our astronauts? Absolutely not.
Our efforts are limited to strength and resistance training and supplements.
I trust you have documentation?
- Follow me. - Thank you.
Colonel? Have you ever seen anything?
Any... screwdrivers up there?
There's an awful lot up there to see. The trick is not to let it cloud your judgment.
- Did it ever cloud Cal's? - Never. Not once.
And yet he wanted to go back into space so badly,
in spite of the physical damage it had caused him, the pain he was in.
Let me show you something.
You see this? That's me. And that there, that's Cal.
20 minutes I spent out there that day, and it is the last thing I think about every night.
- I can imagine. - No. All due respect, you really can't.
This was the best moment of my life, counting marriage, kids, everything.
I'm not saying that's good or right.
But I do know it was the same for Cal. For all of us who went up there.
And we'd do anything we could to get back.
This coral's growth was aided.
It was seeded with resin beads on glass plates.
Which makes it rare enough to trace to a pharmaceutical supply house in Geneva.
I read the literature. A number of clinics and researchers are working on bone replacement.
The doctor most likely to have performed this procedure on our victim is Henry Pascal.
- In Switzerland? - Based in Bethesda, with a clinic in Haiti.
- He worked for the Space Agency until 1998. - What happened?
He lost his funding and turned to the private sector. Namely, the Space Travel Coalition.
The foil-hat squad funds this guy?
- Booth is gonna love that. - Why?
Because he doesn't believe in coincidences.
Cal wasn't on vacation when he hurt his leg. He was in Haiti for a convention.
Can you think why Colonel Reed would tell a different story?
No. Please, what's going on?
There's evidence in your husband's remains that he underwent an experimental surgery.
- What kind of experimental surgery? - To replace his bone loss.
- That sound like him? - Yes.
Was it like your husband to keep it a secret from you?
Yes.
Cal wouldn't want me to worry.
Cal Howard's skeleton before...
...and after he fell to Earth.
Every bone showed trauma.
His clothing before...
...and after he fell to Earth.
Ripped. Every seam pulled apart.
If I make the clothing translucent...
...we can see that some of the clothing damage lines up with the trauma to his skeleton.
If you isolate bone damage caused by a device capable of making robust linear cuts...
The guy was chopped.
- Chopped? - Yeah. Clothing damage, flesh wounds...
Bone damage. He was chopped.
Ange, tonight, you and me, reservations at Les Deux Copains, eight o'clock.
Wow. Fancy.
Suit-and-gown fancy, so leave your mukluks at home.
What's the occasion?
An axe or hatchet make sharp, well-defined cuts.
- These edges are abraded. - This our guy?
Do aliens use any weapons resembling a?
- A broadsword? - How about a light sabre?
Those can cut through any known substance. The victim would've been dismembered.
If they existed, Zack.
Makeup, hair done, high heels, the whole enchilada.
Only, whatever's French for "enchilada".
No mukluks. Got it.
Dr Pascal, Colonel Calvin Howard is dead.
- Not because of anything I did. - Wow. Didn't even blink.
Colonel Howard sought me out. May I know how he died?
- Let's just say it was a bad fall. - What's this got to do with me?
- Was your procedure a success? - How do you define success?
- Just answer the question. - That's actually a fair question.
The results were heartening.
There were painful calluses growing over your implant.
I'd like to see that.
And there was no indication of a reversal of necrosis.
The calluses were part of healing.
Coral resorption is slow but effective as a scaffold for osteoprogenitor cells.
Incorporating the electrode was speeding the process.
In my opinion, Cal was only months away from having mature lamellar bone.
- No way to know for sure now. Right? - Correct.
Best to terminate your experiment before it went wrong.
Keep those venture capitalists on the edge of their seats.
- You think I pushed Howard off a ladder. - Or out of an airplane.
Look, you can have all my data, my projections, everything.
Colonel Howard goes on the next mission to repair the Lansing Telescope,
I'm in every medical journal in the country.
That mission's a month away. Would his body have been ready?
- At the rate Cal was healing, I believe so. - Did anyone at the Agency know about this?
We were gonna petition them officially next month.
Look, you may not like me, but I was his saviour, and he was mine.
I didn't kill Colonel Howard.
- Somebody's lying to us, right? - Yeah. Maybe everybody.
This is your strength - reading minds, telling when people are lying.
The trouble is you haven't given me anything to spring on the suspect to see how he reacts.
- Like what? - A murder weapon.
Or whether he was dead before he fell.
- Zack and Angela say he was. - OK. Dead how?
- Best guess right now, a broadsword. - Broadsword?
- Like King Arthur? - Yes.
Broadsword. You know what? I like the whole alien thing much better.
Broadsword? Where do you come up with this stuff?
I didn't say an actual broadsword. I said "like a broadsword".
- It was the closest analogue. - No traces from the weapon on the bone?
Traces are left when the weapon cuts deeply into the bone. This wasn't very sharp.
- Left nothing behind. - How about shape?
The pattern is consistent with sharp-force trauma
from a curved blade approximately 65 millimetres thick.
And if I am late for dinner, I will find whatever it is, and I will hit you with it.
- Wow. You... you look incredible. - You really do.
You know what else I can tell just by looking at you? You smell great.
You cannot see smell. The victim was struck four times.
A glancing blow to the head, right humerus, thoracic and left femur.
We don't know in what order. It's as though it was simultaneous.
The blow to the head killed him.
Was he attacked by the Knights of the Round Table?
65 millimetres is too thick for a sword. Did you estimate a velocity?
The blade was moving at approximately 116 metres per second.
- What's that in American? - About 260 miles per hour.
Look, I'm no expert in broadswords, but I do know...
I know what happened. How fast does a propeller turn?
The tips approach the speed of sound.
But Howard exits the airplane in flight.
The propeller is ahead of him. How could he come into contact with it?
- There are pushers. - It didn't happen in the air.
He was pushed into a propeller? He would've turned into steak tartare.
Scratch one item off the menu.
If the plane was idling, propeller speeds would decrease to a thousand or so RPMs.
- Let's go. - Where?
- To look for a dented propeller. - Which you do not need me for.
Hey, you were right. Here they come.
I hope you have another warrant.
This is for the hangar but not the individual planes.
- Why are your people looking at propellers? - The warrant includes anything in plain sight.
- "Plane" sight. Get it? It's a pun. - This isn't the only hangar we'll be checking.
- What plane are you looking for, specifically? - We'll know it when we see it.
We believe Colonel Howard was struck by a propeller.
We're looking for bloodstains using alternate light sources.
- You think Cal walked into a propeller? - No way he makes a bonehead move like that.
- We surmise he was pushed. - But why?
Here he was, this great guy. But he was a liability to one of you.
- One of us? - Somebody wanted him dead.
That's ridiculous.
If Cal was able to reverse his bone loss, would you put him on the next shuttle?
- To repair the Lansing Telescope again. - Colonel Adams is slated for that mission.
- Colonel Reed? - Cal would be my first choice, yes.
All due respect, James, but why send the student when the teacher can go?
I take no offence. Cal was the best.
Dr Brennan, Agent Booth.
- Blood. A lot of it. - It was washed down this drain.
- High-pressure hose. - Can you tell which plane's propeller did it?
Not within current parameters.
Some planes have covers on the propellers. We can't see if they're damaged.
That is your plane, isn't it, James?
Take it off.
Take off the cover, James.
I respectfully decline.
It's not his plane. It's the Agency's.
- A propeller like that wouldn't get you far. - Certainly not over the water.
Which is why you had to dump Cal's body short of the ocean.
Booth! Booth, it doesn't make sense.
The whole thing would take two people - putting the body in the plane,
- cleaning up the blood, shoving the body out. - Who are you protecting?
# When my ship gonna come?
Mrs Howard? Is Colleen here?
Colleen came to see me off.
Saw me talking to Cal.
He was telling me he was going to be OK in time for the mission.
He was sharing good news.
But it wasn't good.
Not to me.
She slapped him. That's all.
Because she loves me.
She knew what it meant to me not to go up.
Cal took a step back.
Just one.
- He fell back into the propeller. - Why didn't you just say it was an accident?
I don't know. We panicked. Would they believe us? Would they understand?
Would you ever get into space?
It happened because my friend shared good news with me
and because my wife loves me.
I'm a blessed man.
# Can you hear me?
# Is someone there?
# Am I losin' my mind?
# Am I all alone?
# Won't you rescue me?
# Shapes in the darkness
# Starin' at the sea
- How are you feeling? - What do you mean?
It's a good meal. Nice bottle of wine.
You feeling loving?
You didn't need to do this to get me in a loving mood.
I don't mean in that way.
I am madly in love with you, Angela,
and you are the most amazing woman that I have ever met.
My life is so much better since...
- Oh, my God. - What?
Are you breaking up with me?
Why would I get you all dressed up for dinner just to break up?
I don't know.
Because you're... I'm not thinking straight. Go ahead.
I had this all laid out in my mind. You are an upsetting woman.
I'm sorry.
Please, go ahead.
If two people care enough for each other, the rest of the world disappears to them.
I feel that when I'm with you.
I'm prepared to put you ahead of me for the rest of my life.
Angela Montenegro...
will you marry me?
Dear man, good heart...
No.
Why?
I didn't do it right again.
How? Oh, you're not gonna tell me.
I don't know, Hodgins.
If I knew, I would tell you.
But when you ask me, I have to have this... this feeling.
It has to be...
I'll know it when it happens, and I hope you won't stop trying.
I don't know if I should laugh, cry or punch out the sommelier.
I'm sorry. I hope that you choose "laugh".
- I don't understand. - I don't, either.
Look, let's just finish the dessert and go back to your place and make love,
and maybe it'll come to me.
- While we make love? - I said maybe.
But you love me?
More than you know.
- Did you eat yet? - I said I'd wait.
How did you know that James would tell me?
Man loves his wife. He may not be strong, but he has a conscience.
See, I... I can't tell that stuff.
I can't tell the difference between coral and bone, so we make a great pair.
Speaking of marriage, Hodgins is gonna propose to Angela tonight.
- Huh. - What?
I guess right now it looks to me like marriage is having someone
who will slap your enemies, then toss their bodies out of airplanes.
Try not to mention that to Angela.
What's that mean?
ENGLISH SDH