Warrick: Hey. Is it true? Millander?
Sara: Yeah, it's true. Gunshot, suicide script leaves the body in a bathtub.
(Grissom bags the tape recorder.)
Gil: Paul Millander. Remember the first victim? Royce Harmon? Stuart Rampler, second ... and now ... Pete Walker.
Sara: Grissom, Catherine briefed us about your birth date.
Warrick: Yeah, what's up with that?
Gil: Coincidence. Make anything more of it gives Millander more power than he deserves.
Nick: We work together; he can't outsmart all five of us.
Gil: Yes, he can.
Sara: Rain washed away everything. What I got will never hold up in court.
Warrick: Well, I got some mud prints. Check these out.
Sara: This is the point of origin. They stop at the warehouse threshold.
Warrick: He must've taken off his boots before he stepped in.
Sara: Only one set of prints ...
Warrick: Check out the depth of the impression compared to mine.
Sara: He carried the body in. The extra weight explains the deeper impression.
Gil: It's not lividity.
Catherine: He's got stippling on the side of his face.
(close up of the stippling on the skin.)
Gil: From what I can tell, he was shot once in the chest. Unburned gunpowder wouldn't plume this way.
Catherine: No entry wounds near his face.
Gil: I'll have Robbins check for leaks. Maybe he can find a hidden bullet.
(Catherine stands up and walks over to the other side of the body. She finds a strand of hair.)
Catherine: Wait ... wait a minute. I got something.
(Catherine picks it up.)
Catherine: Hello, Dolly. Dark hair, 12 inches. Female?
Gil: So another victim ... or an accomplice?
Al: There's the initial bullet hole. No other leaks. Died from a single gunshot wound to the chest just like the others.
Gil: The others didn't have stippling on the side of their faces. Unburned gunpowder doesn't change direction and stick. Unless ... he turned his face away from the gun.
Al: Not likely due to the origin of the facial burn.
(Quick flashback to: Stippling adhering to the side of the victim's face.)
Gil: Nobody misses from this distance.
Gil: I think this might be intentional.
(Quick flashback to inside Halloweird, Paul Milander shows a sculpture to Grissom. Half of the face is normal, the other half is deformed.)
Paul Milander: I-I-I call it "good versus evil."
(Resume to present.)
Gil: He's telling me he's going to show me both sides.
Greg: Your planted hair is full of information. It's got a complete follicular tag.
Catherine: Well, the vic had light brown hair so we know it's not his.
Gil: Could be Millander's.
(Greg shows Catherine the results.)
Greg: Well, that's impossible. The amelogenin on the follicle came back xx-- female.
Catherine: So, back to that again. Another victim, or an accomplice?
Gil: Yeah, but what decade?
Catherine: What do you mean?
Gil: Look under 400-X. The tag cell is aged.
(Catherine looks at the scope. Scope POV shows the follicular tag.)
Catherine: So Millander planted an aged hair? But once exposed, the tag would dry up and fall off, especially in transport.
Gil: Not if he nurtured it. Kept it in a freezer.
Greg: That would work.
Catherine: Okay, so what's he trying to tell us? That he used to kill women?
Gil: Maybe just one.
Gil: (shakes his head) I don't know yet.
Bailiff: All rise. Honorable Judge Douglas Mason presiding ... Municipal Court, City of Mulberry, State of Nevada.
(Behind the Bailiff, the Judge enters the room and makes his way to his chair.)
(Grissom watches as he looks up at the Judge and instantly recognizes him.)
(The Judge looks up. It's Paul Milander.)
Judge Mason/Paul Milander: You may be seated.
(Catherine and everyone sits. Grissom doesn't move. He stares at Judge Mason)
(Without taking his eyes off of Judge Mason, Grissom removes his ID and makes his way to the officer standing off to the side.)
(He shows his ID to the officer.)
Gil: Excuse me, Officer. I'm with the Las Vegas Crime Lab. I need you to arrest a murder suspect.
Court Room Officer: Where's the suspect?
Gil: Judge Mason. His real name is Paul Milander.
Court Room Officer: You don't want to do this.
Judge Mason/Paul Milander: (to Grissom) Sir, please take a seat.
Gil: Officer, this man is not who he's pretending to be.
Judge Mason/Paul Milander: Take a seat now or I'll have you removed from this courtroom and charged with contempt.
Gil: He's wanted in Clark County for murder.
Judge Mason/Paul Milander: You are now in contempt of court. Bailiff?
Sara: Greg, did you look at the female hair from the crime scene tub?
Greg: When you say "jump I say "how high?" I found testosterone in female hair. Post pubescent female hair.
Sara: Well, men and women both have testosterone in their systems. No big deal, right?
Greg: Well, this is. This testosterone's endogenous.
Sara: What? What do you mean? Like outside the body?
Greg: Injections. Supplements.
(Sara looks at the results.)
Sara: So our mystery lady was trying to enhance her athletic performance?
Greg: Or increase her sex drive. (beat) You know women do that. I read. None that I've ever met.
Sara: Not yet anyway. Okay, I'm not sure what this means yet, but thanks.
Catherine: Isabelle Millander?
(The woman nods.)
Gil: We're with the Las Vegas crime lab.
Isabelle Millander: Are you here about my husband? That happened over thirty years ago.
Catherine: It's our understanding that your child witnessed your husband's murder.
(Isabelle Millander steps aside. Catherine and Grissom walk into the house. Isabelle Millander closes the door.)
Catherine: Thank you.
Isabelle Millander: My child was only ten years old. So brave to testify against those men. But it didn't matter. The Judge ruled it a suicide and those men went free.
Catherine: I hope we're not interrupting. It looks as if you're expecting someone for dinner.
Isabelle Millander: I always set an extra place for Paul.
Gil: Your son?
Isabelle Millander: My husband. My way of being together.
(Grissom turns and looks at some pictures on the table.)
Isabelle Millander: Those are from his best years. He started a company out in Hollywood in the 1930s.
Isabelle Millander: Movie makeup. He used himself as a model.
Isabelle Millander: He made hand molds and masks, everything. Like a one-man company.
Catherine: May I use your bathroom?
Isabelle Millander: Last door down the hall.
Catherine: Thank you.
(Catherine leaves the room.)
Gil: Would you happen to have any of his work still?
Isabelle Millander: I kept only what's most sentimental.
Gil: Might I take a look at it?
(Catherine walks down the hallway. She opens a closed door to a bedroom. She walks out and opens the closed door at the end of the hallway to the bathroom. She closes the bathroom door and opens a third closed door to a pink little girl's room.)
(Catherine takes off her hat and looks around. She looks at the picture on the wall and a name plate for "Pauline".)
Greg: Okay. The hair you found in Pauline Millander's bedroom two x chromosomes-- female.
Gil: You didn't beep me for that.
Greg: Well, Sara had me compare it to the hair found in the tub at the crime scene. They're a perfect match. DNA identical.
Catherine: So her brother planted it?
(Greg looks at Sara)
Greg: Well ... not exactly.
Sara: Yeah, he planted it. He planted his own hair.
Catherine: Millander. It's a female hair.
Sara: With endogenous testosterone. Pauline was taking male hormone injections.
(Grissom looks at the test results.)
Sara: My theory? Sex change.
Catherine: You know, when I was back at the house I saw several photographs of Pauline and nothing of Paul. In fact, the only proof of Paul is a hidden baseball card.
Sara: There is no birth or death record for Pauline.
Gil: Paul killed Pauline. But he didn't murder her.