Re: CSI:Miami: RT #5- In God We Trust-All Others Are Suspect
Honestly, I can't wait to see where this leads too. :lol:
And Jess, Speed probably is taking lessons from Horatio.
I mean, they're almost like father and son..In a weird twisted way.
Anni, aw, it'll be okay. And as for that graphic makeout scene, it probably won't happen.
But hey, there's always...Un-graphic ones. :lol: :devil: - Which won't be for a LONG time considering the whole..We miss Katie thing.
*hugs Katie*
What It Takes To Break The Case
Halls
Horatio: *walking*
Speed: Hey H, I got the results from the DNA. It didn't match the epithelials recovered from the body. It does, however match the cigarette.
Horatio: Really. Do tell.
Speed: I didn't get anything from CODIS, but I checked the FBI database. Trevor's name came up.
Horatio: Interesting. Why was his DNA in the system?
Speed: He was investigated for conspiring with a felon.
Horatio: Ramirez.
Speed: Yeah, so I checked with Calleigh. She finished up on the knife, and the prints are a match to Ramirez.
Horatio: So there were two people there.
Speed: Yeah.
Horatio: Do we know where Ramirez is now?
Speed: No, but I cross-referenced his DNA with the epithelials, and it matches.
Horatio: So Trevor stood by, smoking his cigarette, while Ramirez finished the job.
Speed: Exactly.
Horatio: Let's go find Ramirez.
Speed: I'll put it over the wires. *leaves*
Calleigh: *runs over* Horatio, we have a visitor.
Horatio: *stops walking, looks in interview room*
Trevor is sitting in a chair
Horatio: *smiles* Wonderful.
Interview room
Horatio: *walks in* Trevor.
Trevor: Look, I want you to know that I'm prepared to cooperate in your investigation to get Ramirez behind bars.
Horatio: How commendable. *gets out cell phone*
Trevor: I'd like to testify as a witness.
Horatio: *looking down at phone* Well actually that won't happen. At the most, you're an accomplice.
Trevor: I came forward.
Horatio: Yes you did.
Trevor: I'm willing to help. I know where Ramirez is hiding, and I can give you names of about fifteen guys transporting drugs from Brazil to Miami.
Horatio: I'd like to focus on this murder at the moment.
Trevor: Alright. You mind if I smoke.
Horatio: Actually I do, so put that out please.
Trevor: ...*sigh* Fine.
Horatio: *puts phone up to ear* Yes, could you get in here please? Thank you. *closes phone* So, tell me what happened.
Trevor: In exchange for what?
Horatio: I didn't say we were exchanging anything.
Speed: *walks in*
Trevor: What's he doing here?
Horatio: Why?
Trevor: He's not supposed to be on the case. It's a conflict of interests.
Speed: *crosses arms*
Trevor: I want my lawyer.
Horatio: After you answer my questions.
Trevor: I'm not answering anything.
Speed: *walks around behind Trevor* It doesn't look like he's talking.
Horatio: *closes blinds* It appears not.
Trevor: What are you doing?
Horatio: It gets a little too bright in here.
Trevor: What are you going to do to me?
Speed: Why, you scared?
Trevor: *turns around* No.
Horatio: Trevor, take a look at these pictures.
Trevor: *turns back to Horatio*
Horatio: *opens folder*
Trevor: That's Katie, so?
Horatio: That's a muzzle stamp. Now, we weren't able to find a registry on the gun, but I bet if we call up the FBI on your conspiracy charge, they'll be more than happy to confirm who the gun belongs to.
Trevor: That charge is pending.
Speed: How about a whole
new charge for your rap sheet?
Trevor: What, murder? I didn't kill her. Ramirez did.
Horatio: Trevor, many things can lead to murder.
Trevor: Yeah well it wasn't me.
Horatio: Take a look at her face.
Trevor: *looks down*
Horatio: You destroyed her life, and probably your own.
Trevor: I'm not saying anything.
Speed: It doesn't matter. She's telling us everything.
Trevor: So why haven't you arrested me if her corpse is so talkative?
Horatio: You can end this right now, or you can keep this game going.
Speed: Where's Ramirez?
Trevor: You didn't ask very nicely.
Speed: Where's Ramirez, jackass.
Trevor: *laughs* He's probably after your precious daughter now.
Speed: *looks at Horatio*
Horatio: *nods*
Speed: *grabs Trevor*
Trevor: Oh, you did it now Speedle. *pulls out gun*
Horatio: *takes out gun*
Speed: *takes out gun*
Trevor: No one touches me.
Speed: I'm not going to touch you, the bullet will.
Trevor: Funny. You think this is going to stop me? I've got people in high places.
Horatio: Put down your weapon.
Trevor: Does anyone actually listen to you?
Horatio: I gotta tell you, it never ends well for the criminal.
Trevor: Maybe this'll be the first time.
Speed: I hate to break it to you, but two guns are better than one.
Trevor: Yours probably doesn't work.
Speed: *smirks* You wanna test that theory?
Trevor: *frowns*
Horatio: Drop the gun.
Trevor: Or what, you'll kill me? I'll take that over prison anyday.
Speed: Okay. *cocks gun*
Horatio: Speed...Take it easy.
Trevor: You always obey your master?
Speed: *frowns*
Horatio: Speed, don't do it.
Trevor: Oh wacha gonna do now? It's either kill me, or be killed.
Horatio: No one is going to be killed, now put down the gun.
Trevor: Why don't you put down
your gun?
Horatio: I can't do that.
Trevor: Then it looks like we're in a bit of a pickle.
TBC............