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Morning.
This will do wonders for tourism.
Yes.
Who called it in?
A jogger from the Loews found the victims at 6:15.
"Victims"? I'm only seeing one victim.
No, there was a girl down there,
a Jane Renshaw age 24, here from Iowa.
She was beat to hell, unconscious, and half drowned.
She's over at St. Lucia's.
Well, they made sure he was dead.
You get an I.D.?
No. She was too out of it to help.
He was running away.
Why kill a guy who's running from the scene?
Yes... there in lies the rub, my friends.
For the evidence, as always,
will speak for itself.
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CSI: MiaMi 1x04 Just One Kiss
ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON CBS: 2002/10/14
Why'd you die so far from the girl, huh?
What's he telling you, Alexx?
Sustained blunt-force trauma to the head.
Multiple blows, based on the blood.
Liver temperature is 87.2.
So he died around midnight.
Jugular.
Not a knife, though.
Irregular object.
Bled out.
What's this mark on his cheek right there?
Burn mark.
A little bit of ash and something brown.
Smashing and slashing aren't enough.
Gotta burn him, too, huh?
If I'm going to mess somebody up like this
I don't do it out in the open.
Mmm.
Unless you're not worried about it.
Male victim's hair is black.
Yep. Got blonde here just like the female vic.
So, our guy and girl grab a blanket,
have a little fun in the moonlight.
Until they are rudely interrupted.
She's assaulted,
tossed in the ocean, left to die.
The guy tries to escape.
Half dead, scared out of his mind he runs...
and someone catches up to him over here.
So that makes these the last footsteps of his life.
Megan Donner.
Be right there.
SART nurse. They've completed her exam. We can talk to her now.
Keep me posted.
Got it.
Who wants to help me search around the girl?
We're working on the murder scene.
Youaskedfor the girl?
I like a challenge.
Tide could come in at any moment.
Too much.
- Hey, check this out. - What do you got?
Still sharp, no erosion.
Damn good chance that could be from last night.
Yeah.
This is everything she had on.
Any indication of rape?
Recovered what looks like semen.
Tears on the lower part of her vagina.
6:00, 7:00 and 8:00.
Also a grade three concussion.
She give you a name?
She suffered a pretty severe trauma.
She doesn't remember the last 12 hours.
Oh, listen.
She got antsy when I tried to administer an oral swab.
- Sense memory. - She's repressing.
And she's right on the edge.
- I'll see what I can do. - Thanks, Megan.
Hi, Jane.
My name's Megan Donner. I'm a Crime Scene Investigator.
They said I was attacked.
We don't know by whom.
They won't tell me if my boyfriend Paul is okay.
Paul Varnette.
We don't know yet.
Uh...
right now,
I'd like to concentrate on you.
We have evidence of a sexual assault.
If we're going to find the person who did this to you,
I need your help.
The more evidence we collect from you, the better our chance of catching him.
Would you let me complete the exam?
Thanks.
Can you open?
That's good that's good.
Do you wear a retainer?
Would it be okay if I removed it?
I'm going to, um...
take this for now, okay?
Detective Fenwick will be here in a few minutes.
He needs to ask you some questions about Paul.
I'll be right outside.
What are you up to?
Sand's from the hot area around the male victim.
Didn't you already sieve around that area?
Yeah, but, uh, there was a struggle
and the paramedics came through.
Sometimes things get buried, so I dug a little deeper.
Oh, my gosh, aren't you ambitious.
Here, look at this.
Nosepiece from eyeglasses.
That's right.
Proof of blood.
Pink always was my favorite color.
I'll get this over to DNA.
Oh, I'll take it. I'm going that way anyway.
You sure? / Yeah.
Great.
Something in the neck wound.
Looks like glass.
We found a lot of broken glass at the scene.
Approximately five meters from the victim's body.
Is your glass green in color?
Copy that.
So that means somebody jabbed our guy with a broken bottle, doesn't it?
Interesting,
because I'm thinking he was a bartender.
Based on?
Lime peel in his fingernails
and these rashes.
Occupational dermatosis.
You can get it from squeezing a lot of lemons or limes in direct sunlight.
The female victim stated that her boyfriend was a CPA.
Maybe he moonlights.
It also said the boyfriend has light brown hair.
This guy's is black.
Check his eye color, please.
- Green. - CPA has brown.
You know what that means?
This... ain't her boyfriend.
This ain't her boyfriend but it might be why he's on your table, Alexx.
Thank you.
Detective Fenwick, this is Horatio Caine.
Meet me at the female victim's hotel, the Agramonte.
That's right, the Agramonte. I'm on my way.
Thank you, Alexx.
Hey,
- who are you guys? - Paul Varnette?
What's going on?
Well, Paul, your girlfriend Jane is in the hospital,
and the guy she was with last night is dead,
and you look like you've been up all night,
so why don't you tell me?
Hey, Fenwick.
Got here as fast as I could.
Traffic on the causeway.
I can't believe someone did this to Jane.
When was the last time you saw her?
Maybe 11:00.
We were at a party and...
I passed out.
I woke up at the guest house an hour ago.
Cubanos.
These are illegal, you know.
I got them from a guy at the airport.
I'm going to take them into evidence, if you don't mind.
- I don't understand. - It's not important that you do.
How did you get those cuts on your hands?
I... don't know.
I was drunk.
The Hamiltons throw a good party.
The Hamiltons?
Governors, senators, war hero Hamiltons?
I went to business school with Tyler Hamilto n at Vanderbilt.
He always said, if we were in Miami, we had an open invitation.
Pretty girl like Jane, I don't doubt it.
You know the family?
I do.
Have you, um...
ever seen him before?
No.
Look, I haven't done anything.
I never saw this guy and I never hurt Jane.
Paul, did you teach Jane a lesson for stepping out on you?
No. No way.
Then you wouldn't mind giving us a DNA sample to rule you out?
No problem.
But listen...
Jane and I did have sex recently.
How recently?
Yesterday, before the party.
Open up.
- Yesterday... - Thank you.
We were playing around and things got
kind of rough.
If you find anything...
You'll be the first to know.
Oh, this guy is a friend of the Hamiltons.
Let's not let him out of our sight, okay?
Horatio Caine.
- Come ahead. - Thank you.
Nice suit.
I'm pulling out my fall stuff.
I heard you got something from the beach.
A nose piece with blood evidence. The lab has it now.
I'm surprised the Hamiltons are still here. Usually they're in Vermont this time of year.
It's almost peak foliage.
Calleigh, you seem to know as much about this family as you do about nine millimeters.
They're American royalty. What can I say?
Mm-hmm. Eric, stay off the property but take a look around.
You got it, H.
Here we go.
Horatio, great to get your call.
I don't think you've been here since...
It's been a while.
Yeah. / Calleigh Duquesne, Detective Fenwick.
Nice to meet you all.
Please come in. Sorry about the circumstances.
Any leads on that beach attack?
It's all over the news.
Actually, we think the victims were at your party last night.
You're kidding.
No, I'm not.
Well, it wasn't my party.
It was my nephew Tyler's.
Past my bedtime.
We'd like to talk to him.
Certainly. Right this way.
Yeah, Paul's a buddy of mine from school.
His girlfriend's the woman that got raped?
That's right.
Geez. So, who's the guy who got killed?
We think he may have tended bar at your party last night.
I-I don't recognize him.
But if she's okay, can't she tell you who he is?
We're looking at that.
Paul says that he never went down to the beach last night--
that he slept in your guest house.
Yeah, he was pretty messed up. I let him crash.
You mind if I look at the guest house to confirm his story?
I'm afraid I wouldn't be comfortable with that, Horatio.
We are merely trying to find evidence that could exonerate your friend.
And we're cooperating.
Tyler will tell you everything that he knows.
But if you want to conduct a search,
legally, you need a warrant.
That's true. / Horatio?
Yeah. / Interesting bottle.
The green glass is similar to the glass we found in our male victim.
Every house on this beach serves that kind of champagne.
Every wine and liquor store in the area sells it.
Look, if I let you take it
then the tabloids will be calling this a raid.
And I won't put my family through that.
Mr. Hamilton a terrible thing has happened
just outside your property line.
Well, just like that attack on Hobe Beach.
Horatio, you know what Miami has turned into.
Look at the gangs before you point to my family...
or our friends.
I'll keep that in mind.
State's Attorney says we might be able to get a warrant for this place.
At least the guest house.
We have one chance to get a warrant against these people.
The first judge who turns us down, we're dead,
so let's motor on that. What do you got?
I got the name of a bartender who left early last night
and still hasn't shown up to collect his share of the tips.
It's Estevan Ordonez.
Guatemalan, temporary visa, no relatives.
Black hair, green eyes?
I'll tell you later.
Guess whose prints
were on that busted bottle we found at the beach?
Paul Varnette, the boyfriend.
Paul touched a champagne bottle that ended up on the beach.
Champagne bottle's the murder weapon.
I tested it.
Identical float density to the glass found on the dead guy's neck.
So, Paul catches his girl with Estevan.
Offs the guy,
assaults the girl.
It's going to be hard to prove rape.
Paul admitted he and Jane had consensual sex yesterday.
What's the microscope say?
Ten spermatozoa per field of view.
50% still have their tails.
Timeline fits his story but that still doesn't explain the oral cop.
Retainer from Jane's mouth.
Found skin on the inside of the screw.
Take a look at this.
It could be her tongue.
Thin epidermis, lots of blood vessels
and the sebaceous glands are separate from the hair follicles.
We're talking penis-- tore off.
You might want to get a good hold of yourself.
Why?
Still have to chop it up;
confirm it's Paul's.
I compared the burn residue on the male victim's face to the tobacco in Paul's cigar.
High concentrations of lanthanum
and uranium in both samples.
Same brand, same soil.
That's right. So, Paul kills Estevan,
puts the cigar out on his face as a personal touch for stealing his girl.
Staggers back to the guest house
and sleeps the whole thing off.
One problem.
I just ran the penile tissue from Jane's retainer--
compared it to Paul's DNA.
It's not a match.
But his prints are on the murder weapon.
Maybe he didn' t do this alone.
Maybe he did the killing...
While somebody else sexually assaulted his girlfriend.
We know you didn't do this alone.
I didn't do anything.
Paul, in all of your photographs,
you're wearing the watch that you purchased at the airport.
We found the receipt in your room.
49 bucks and water-resistant down to 100 feet.
And now you're sporting that hunk of Switzerland.
13 thou worth of gold.
Paul...
I don't think you can afford a watch that expensive, do you?
Everyone... Ryan Cutler.
I'm on retainer with the Hamiltons.
They asked me to represent you as a friend of the family.
Paul, if you buy into this,
the Hamiltons will hang you out to dry in two seconds.
- Like you aren't? - Paul, the less said...
You're innocent? Explain it to us.
Stop goading him! / Paul...
this man is not your attorney.
You did not hire him.
This is about you.
This is your life.
Paul...
Paul?
It was kind of a gift.
From?
Just one kiss ...
just one kiss. That's all he kept saying.
Who?
Tyler Hamilton.
Come on, she gives me one kiss
I'll trade you my watch.
Come on!
Just one kiss.
I'll trade you my watch.
Look, she was upset.
Really, babe.
It's no big thing.
It's friends.
I told her I was sorry.
I grabbed a bottle of champagne, I said, "Let's go."
She grabbed the bottle and she walked off.
I lost track of her. I figured she went down to the beach.
I stayed and I got drunk.
But you didn't follow her out to the beach.
No.
But I should have.
Look, I screwed up.
Yes, you did.
Had you not traded her,
none of this would have happened, but that's the past.
Paul, let's go. / Paul?
I need to take a look at your watch.
If you want me to buy your story,
I need to look at that watch.
What do you got?
Paul was telling the truth.
Found three sets of male DNA on this watch.
Okay.
Separate out Paul
and then cross-reference the unknowns with Jane's retainer.
Let's do that.
You got it.
Drake? / Horatio.
- I'm here for a DNA sample. - Have you got a warrant?
This is your opportunity to clear your name. I suggest you take it.
We have been through this, Horatio.
Yes, we have. Back when I was a green CSI
and driver's side airbags were standard issue.
Lucky for you though, huh?
Not so lucky for the young girl you had in the car.
And I have never forgotten your help.
You know what I haven't forgotten?
That chemical burn on your arm from the airbag.
And your watch imprint. I haven't forgotten those things either.
Well, you have some memory.
Seen this before?
Yeah, it's the watch I gave my nephew a few months ago.
Where did you find it?
There are skin cells embedded in the band.
Skin cells? / Did you know that our entire genetic code is stored in a single cell?
Now, in this case I have the DNA of two males,
one of which forced Jane Renshaw to have oral sex,
and the other one is a close relative.
Now, which one are you?
I was with her on the beach.
In a sexual way, you know?
Why didn't you mention this before?
Paul's my friend.
Besides, once I hit that mousetrap in her jaw, it was pretty much over.
That must have been disappointing, huh?
Killed the mood.
I'll tell you that much.
I left her alone out there. I went back to the guest house,
- went to bed. - You didn't see Estevan, the bartender, out there?
No.
You got your clothes from that night?
- In the guest house. - I'm going to need them.
Sure, if my uncle says it's okay.
Look, he's already admitted to a consensual act, Horatio.
- Let it go. - A man was murdered out here.
Yes, but the girl is the one who'll pay.
The press will eat her alive.
Protect her. / Are you suggesting that I protect a woman?
That's rich.
More Hamilton hardball?
I'm officially over them.
Can you forgive me for ever thinking they were all that?
Well, I made the same mistake myself once.
What do we have?
Filed with the city.
Public access... so's the beach.
And the property line ends here.
What's this right here?
- Boardwalk dock. - It's also a public access.
We'll take that.
Wait a minute.
I've got blood drops right here.
More over there.
Pattern's exclamation points.
Spines point in the direction of travel.
Yes, they do.
And this being the public access...
ours for the taking.
Horatio!
The blood you found belongs to Estevan Ordonez.
Of course, we can't tell if it's from him or someone with his blood on them.
Okay, but it doesn't matter
because a murdered man's blood leads up to the Hamilton house.
We got the warrant.
Hey...
hey!
We're not even sure what we're looking for.
We never are,
but I'd be happy with Tyler's clothes from that night--
a shirt shoes, anything.
Unless, of course...
he already burned them.
You know what that means.
Dig in.
That's one way to bury your past.
They've had plans to put in a tennis court for months.
- Check with the contractor. - Oh, we are, believe me.
- Horatio, if I had known... - You knew.
I want a DNA sample from both of them
just because we can, okay?
Open wide.
Relax. I won't jam it in too hard.
I'm going to head back to the lab, guys.
Okay. / I'll see you there.
Hey, guys.
Hamilton men-- try as they might--
cannot hide their zippers.
Very carefully, please.
Zipper's from a guy's medium-sized warm-up jacket
manufactured by Fubu.
It's the same kind that Tyler was wearing at the...
the night of the party according to the pictures from Homicide.
You look for trace?
Isolated fragments of glass in the zipper teeth.
Glass melts at 2,700 degrees Fahrenheit.
Yes, but a wood fire only gets up to a thousand
and the Hamiltons couldn't have known that.
Density matches the murder weapon.
Tyler clobbers the guy
and glass rains down on his jacket.
It's weird how one kiss can turn into such a mess.
The cigar you asked me to process from the guest house.
Same tobacco as the burn on Estevan's face.
Saliva--
Tyler's.
And the material in the end-- silica.
Aka beach sand.
Let's go talk to the young Mr. Hamilton.
Nice going.
So, Tyler,
you pony up the $13,000 watch for just one kiss,
and the young lady runs off with the bartender anyway.
That kiss is going to cost you a lot more than a watch.
So, what...
the bartender changes into his street clothes
and the girl walked off with him?
You just went out there to razz the guy for stealing your girl.
But once you saw that lowly bartender kissing the girl who blew you off,
the old Hamilton arrogance turned into rage.
And you have what you claim to be consensual sex.
And then you leave the young woman
alone to die in the water.
If you say so.
But that wasn't enough.
You go the extra yard and you burn the man's face.
He ran, you caught up
and you cut his throat
with what was left of that champagne bottle.
You're way off.
Then why don't you educate us?
Excuse me.
I know this is going to be good.
What's going on?
Tyler Hamilton doesn't wear glasses.
Excuse me?
The nosepiece from the glasses at the crime scene?
Surfer in DNA triple-checked it. Found blood from our dead guy on it.
Transfer or spatter?
Direct spatter, medium force.
The only way you get spatter on a nosepiece is to be there when the murder's happening.
I know. But Tyler Hamilton doesn't wear glasses,
so it can't be Tyler's nosepiece.
Drake wears glasses. Bring him in.
Okay. / Thank you.
Drake.
Yes, Horatio.
I'm going to need your glasses.
For what?
Either you take them off
or I'm going to take them off you.
You decide.
Good decision.
Now sit down.
You did this.
In an attempt to wipe away the blood, Drake
you merely pushed it to the corner of your lens.
So, slit jugular,
wet blood, you had to be inches away.
I, um...
I heard a scream.
And by the time I got down to the beach...
Mr. Hamilton?
Hamilton?!
Mr. Hamilton?
Somebody help! There's been a murder!
No! Wait, wait, wait!
Someone help! Help!
There's been a murder!
Help! Help!
Help!
Sorry, Unc.
Shut up.
Get out of those clothes.
Again, you have made this statement
against my counsel.
- Let it go, Cutler. - You're looking at life.
Are you aware of that?
Without parole.
What a waste.
You said...
our entire genetic makeup...
is in one cell.
How do we escape that?
Your family?
You stop procreating.
Thank you.
Taxi's downstairs.
I'll walk you.
Jane.
Bad idea, Paul.
Can I talk to you...
please?
I'll meet you in the lobby.
I had no idea Tyler was going to hurt her.
She has to know that.
I love her.
If you loved her,
you wouldn't have traded her for a watch.
Hamiltons Arrested In Rape Murder.
Hey.
Mind if I join you?
Not at all.
Hamiltons are all over the TV, too.
Deja vu.
The old case?
15 years ago.
I wasn't on the job then.
July 25, 1987.
I found Drake Hamilton's car by the side of the road after a terrible accident.
Girl in the front seat dead.
No Drake.
Went up to the Hamilton residence where I was received like a diplomat--
glad-handing, promises, blah-blah-blah
"Drake'll be right down."
Well,
he did come down, four hours later,
with three attorneys in tow
and a story about how Drake lent the girl the car.
So, with no clothes at the scene,
a solid alibi and a mysterious chemical burn on his forearm,
we had nothing.
No charges were ever filed.
He walked.
No investigation.
M.E. later told me that the girl bled out
and that all he had to do was call 911 from the road
and she would've lived.
He didn't do that.
Horatio,
you got him now.
Got him now.
I would have nailed him 15 years ago, though.
Let's hope for the next one.
Let's do that.
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