Brass: Bolo out on the vehicle. Missing persons: Lori Kyman. Husband said she went out with some girlfriends earlier this evening, and never came home. Curtis: FOS. What's an FOS? Friend of the sheriff. How else do you get listed as a missing person so quickly? Doors are locked. No key in the ignition. No sign of struggle or foul play. Flat tire. Couple of smudges on the trunk. Okay, pop it. So, she gets a flat. There's no gas station around. It's a Lexus, so there's no on-star. She must have had some kind of emergency roadside service. Brass: I ran her cell phone log. She made one call to her husband at 9:30. Said she was coming home at 11:00; that's it. Maybe some good Samaritan offered her a lift. Yeah, and evidently didn't take her where she wanted to go. # Who... are you? # # Who, who, who, who? # # Who... are you? # # Who, who, who, who? # # I really wanna know # # who... are you? # # Oh-oh-oh # # who... # # come on, tell me who are you, you, you # # oh, you! # Lori hadn't gotten out much since Joey was born. She needed some time away from the baby, and from me. Girls' night out. We've been best friends since high school. Where'd you go? The Top Floor. That's right next to O'Shea's. Amy, why don't you and I go into the other room? Okay. He's going to need his bottle soon. I'll take care of it. So, Mark, you were home alone with the baby last night? No. Uh, I, uh, I manage the steakhouse at the Tangiers. I got home around 9:00. My mother-in-law was taking care of Joey. Your mother-in-law. I'll need to speak with her. Yeah, she's on her way over. (Baby cooing) She's in love with her baby. She wouldn't go anywhere without him. What about Mark? Mark loves Lori. He would never hurt her. When a wife disappears, it's protocol to look at the husband. (Sighing) I promised I would never say anything. Before the baby was born, she suspected he was cheating. But then Joey came, and last night at the club, Lori said things were great. Did anything unusual happen last night? (Cooing) There was this one guy who kept moving in on Lori. Hi. Could I ask you a question? It's critical. Okay. Am I your type? I'm married. Oh, yeah? Nice try. Ring. I think his name is Brad. Does Lori always go out without a ring? She had lost some weight. It was being resized. Brass: So, Lori calls you at 9:30 to check on the baby. Yeah. Said she missed him. Said she was going to be home at 11:00. I, uh, passed out on the couch waiting for her. We stopped drinking at 10:00. Left about an hour later. What about the guy-- Brad? He didn't get the hint. He seemed harmless. Horny... but harmless. I, uh, I woke up, must have been about 2:00. I called her on her cell. No answer. And then I called Amy. And then I called you guys. So, you haven't left the house since you got home last night? We, uh, only have one car right now. My lease ran out. Any news? They found her car off Boulder Highway. Oh, my god. This is Diane, Lori's mom. Hi. Diane, I want you to know we have every available officer out looking for your daughter. Thank you. Where's Joey? He's with Amy. Okay. You know, I just got a quick couple of questions. Can you confirm you were here last night when Mark came home from work? Yes. I was baby-sitting. What time was that? Uh... I'd just put Joey down. A little after 9:00. And when did your daughter call? About half an hour later. We both talked to her. Brass: 9:30. Thanks. That's all for now, thank you. Excuse me. What do I do? I'd take care of your family, Mark. And if Ms. Sidle asks, volunteer your fingerprints and DNA. Ranger: I was making my 16:45 scan when I saw the body. I confirmed he was deceased. Then I called you guys. Hey. There's no ID on the vic. Lividity is set. Rigidity is still present. Dead no more than 24 hours. Warrick: Look at those claw marks. His carotid artery is ripped to shreds. He's got a high-powered rifle. He's obviously a hunter, huh? Safe to say he was mauled by a wild animal? Yeah. Your call came in as "suspicious circs." Is there something else we should know about? Yeah, that would be the other body. Follow me. Damn. It's a Kodiak. It's non-native to the continental US. Shot twice in the head. The stomach's been cut open. Warrick: That's a pretty deep cut. You think the hunter was just trying to defend himself? I didn't find a blade on the decedent. And there's no way a person can come this close to a live bear. Stokes: Got some broken branches over here. Directionality faces away from the victim and the animal. Looks like someone even tore their pants. Khakis. Vic's wearing jeans and a nylon vest. I bet somebody else was out here, and they were running for their life. I had to see with my own eyes. You're actually autopsying a bear. It's called a necropsy. And as the head me, it falls under my purview. I'll write an article for the journal. They love this sort of stuff. Yeah. You have a cause of death on him? I can confirm he was killed by an angry bear. As for the bear-- two bullets to the head. The first, nonfatal, was a straight-on shot. Bears' foreheads are sloped, so the bullet ricocheted off the skull, leaving a copper jacket, which peeled away and embedded in the hide. The, uh, fatal bullet entered through the ear, lodged in the brain. I removed it already. Willows: It's lead. No copper jacket. So, the copper jacket had to have come from his rifle. But this is from a handgun. So, he shot one bullet with his rifle and another with his pistol. Except he didn't have a pistol. Or a knife, for that matter. And his stomach has been slashed open. Yeah, and the gallbladder removed. Really? Post-mortem. I can't tell you why. Hey. I ran the vic's prints. Didn't get a hit. We found this guy 25 miles from civilization. Where'd he come from? We know someone else was out there. Maybe he drove. Check out this guy's watch. It's pretty high-end. Yeah. Hunting's not exactly a poor man's sport. Us presidents still hold up dead ducks for photo ops. But it just doesn't match with the guy's clothes. They're kind of raggedy. He's got dirt stains. I could smell the BO from the guy's shirt from here. Some hunters think soap and deodorant tip off their prey. Truth is, body odour's much more pungent. So, Robbins confirmed that our vic was killed by the bear. Okay. Case closed. Uh, not quite. I spoke with the ranger. There's no way that a Kodiak bear just wanders into Nevada, so whoever smuggled him in could be charged with homicide. How's that? The bear could be considered a lethal weapon. Screw. Excuse me? Tire's valve stem was unscrewed. Two full turns. A slow leaker. Print around the fender. Yeah, I was at the Top Floor. I hit on a lot of girls. You can't arrest me for that, right? Brass: Tell us about Lori Kyman. Yeah, I remember a Lori. (Laughs) Said she was married. Yeah, right. You dress up like that and go to a club... (Clicks tongue) ...you're looking to get some. I found your fingerprints on her car's fender. So? I walked her back to her car. I am a gentleman. Is that when you messed with her tire? Is that what this is about? I don't get out much. Why would you do that? I was hoping it would go flat on her way back home, and I'd come along and fix it for her. And then she'd be appropriately grateful, and what, sleep with you? Seemed like a good idea at the time, yeah. 'Course I was tanked. Okay, so Lori's tire went flat. That's the thing: it didn't. I mean, I followed her for like 20 minutes. Way off strip. And, come on, how long can you follow someone for, right? She never made it home. I don't know anything about that. We're going to need a sample of your DNA. Any objections? Excuse me. Excuse me, captain. Found a dead female in Sutor. Description matches Lori Kyman. Make yourself comfortable. Guy walking his dog found her. Examiner: Liver temp's 56 degrees. Given the ambient temperature, her TOD's roughly 36 to 40 hours ago. Bruises on the neck suggest strangulation. No attempt to hide the body. Maybe the suspect was in a hurry. Or he just didn't give a damn. Are you gonna tell the family? Yeah, how do you tell a little boy he'll never know his mother? Yeah, how do you tell a little boy he'll never know his mother? She was dumped under a white birch. Her hair was full of pods and tree vegetation. Red fibres and blue fibres on her dress. White powder on both palms. A brown hair with a follicular tag. A person's entire identity balled up in a few nanograms of matter. Assuming one's identity can be wholly quantified by our DNA. Well, genetically, it can. We're completely programmed as soon as the sperm hits the egg. So we're defined at a cellular level? More or less. No. Identity is the totality of our life experiences. And our brain neurons process our relationship to the world and each other. (Camera clicks) I stand corrected. DNA is what we are, not who we are. What we are never changes. Who we are never stops changing. Yeah. Whether we like it or not. (Camera clicks) What's up? Well, when I fluoroscoped the bear, looking for other bullets, I noticed a microchip between his shoulder blades. Willows: I see. I removed it, called animal control to borrow a magnetic reader. Check it out. (Beeping) I tracked it down: Clark County Zoo. Man: Are you sure the bear came from our zoo? Well, the microchip was registered to you. Take a look. Oh, god. It's Tippy. What happened? You mean you didn't know he was missing? We sold him to a broker a few weeks ago. He said he found him a home at the Columbus Zoo. A broker? Animal broker. Visitors want to see babies. The brokers find other zoos to purchase our surplus adult animals. You know, Tippy was so gentle, he'd eat grapes right out of my hand. Well, we're going to need to see some paperwork. Yeah, I'll pull the file, but... I remember the broker's name. It's Ken Bovitz. Out of Chicago. He mailed me his broker's license and documentation. The board approved the sale last fall. (Sighs): They'll want to know what went wrong. Yeah, so do we. Sanders: You giving the car a workout? Well, you know how you said that the suspect admitted to following Lori, but when the tire didn't go flat, he gave up? Grissom wants me to disprove his account. How long has the wheel been going round and round? Three hours and nine minutes. She left the club around 11:00. Time of death was between midnight and 1:00 a.m. Lori died before the tire went flat. Warrick: I think I know why someone snagged that bear's gallbladder. Apparently, in the southeast Asian community, some men believe it enhances their virility. It contains some chemical called ursodeoxycholic acid. These gallbladders are going for $500 a pop. I, uh, talked to the zoo in Columbus. They never heard of Tippy. Hmm. Any luck with the broker? The Department of Agriculture never issued a license for a Ken Bovitz. Documents are fake. I sent them to QD for analysis. We may have an ID on our hunter. Uniforms found an abandoned Mercedes. Plates came back to a Mr. Ron Hollis, who had hunting permits that included tags for wild goats, deer, and bighorn sheep. And what about Kodiaks? That would be a no. Mr. Hollis's wife's on her way to PD, so I'm gonna head over there right now. To be honest, I haven't seen my husband in over a year. Stokes: You were separated? He made it big in venture capital. Retired at 32. That's when we started having problems. The officer said Rod died while hunting. Can I ask what happened? He was mauled by a bear. Ms. Hollis, I have reason to believe there was somebody else out there with him. Any idea who? No. In our circle of friends, he was the only one who owned a gun. We used to fight about his sport. I showed him studies about how the animals suffer, how even the best hunters don't always get centre shots. Well... I guess brutality begets brutality. Robbins: COD is asphyxia due to manual strangulation. Petechiae in the eyes and mouth and extensive bruising in the strap muscles of the neck. Sexual assault? No abrasions or contusions to the vagina. No semen on the sart exam. Is this a burn? No tissue reaction means it's post-mortem. If she were alive at the time, it'd have a red edge. This one's bland. Burn extends subcutaneously, so the skin made contact with something hotter than 150 degrees. Talk to me, Hodges. Well, you kind of inundated me with work. I should be cranky. But, uh, I don't get cranky. Let's start with the white powder you found on your victim's bands. It's talcum power without the talc. Excuse me? Talcum powder can contain asbestos fibres. Who wants to put asbestos on their baby? So, today's baby powders are made from cornstarch, and are technically talc-free. Did your victim have her baby with her at the club? No, he was at home. So maybe the baby powder was on her hands when she left the house. Well, we know she was drinking, so she was probably peeing. And unlike some of the men in this lab, whose initials are Greg Sanders, she probably washes her hands. So the baby powder shouldn't even be there. Tell me about the fibres we collected from her clothing. Blue ones have a high twist rate and are composed of nylon and polyester olefins. I'd say synthetic Berber. And the red ones are under the scope. Curtis: Trilobal. From a car. Vic's clothing was covered in them. My guess, she was rolling around in someone's trunk. Can you be more specific? You bet. It's Wilton wool. Very high-end. And given the unique shade of red, I'd say that you're looking at the world's fastest four-seat coupe: the Bentley Continental GT. Thank you. Man: Yeah, I was here last night. Curtis: You park a Bentley? Oh, man, my memory's not so good since, um... well, I can't really remember. You don't remember a Bentley? Let me see what I got. Yeah. Yeah, here you go. One Bentley. Came in at 8:32. Parked it in spot 19C. Do you remember, uh, what the driver looked like? Male? Female? Black? Caucasian? Young? Old? He have a hat on? Sorry. Sorry. Amy. Thanks for coming. Of course. How can I help? The other night at the club, I was wondering if you happened to notice anyone driving a Bentley. That would be me. Birthday gift from my father. Would you mind if I took a look at it? You want to see my car? Why? We found fibres from a Bentley on Lori's clothing. Lori was in my car all the time, especially last week. Mark was using hers. The fibres we found are from the floor or a trunk. It's in the lot. I'll call my father. He'll pick me up. Amy... did Lori use the ladies' room at the club? Yeah. We both did. Do you know if she washed her hands? Why are you asking me all these questions? We're pursuing a lead. Lori was like a sister to me. Investigate me all you want, but when you're done, you should take a look at Mark. Mark. I thought you said... I know what I said. That was before she turned up dead. And I'm not saying he did it, and Lori... she never said anything. It's just sometimes, um... he can get rough. (Writing) And you know this because...? You were the other woman. One of them. I'm not proud of it. Did Mark get rough with you? That's why I ended it. You started without me? Actually, I finished without you. Take a look. Carpet's black. Fibres on the vic's clothing were red. Obviously, we can rule out this car. I don't mean to pry, but you want to talk about what happened with you and Ecklie? Not really. I don't know if you know this about me, but I'm a good listener. I blew up at Ecklie. It was very unprofessional. And very satisfying, and now I'm moving on. Thanks for asking. Mark: Joey just fell asleep, so please, keep your voices down. All we need is a sample of baby powder. This is Berber carpet, isn't it? Yeah, Lori thought it'd be good for a boy's room. I'd like to take a small sample. What's going on? Just collecting evidence.