"Jesse?" " Jesse?" " Jesse..." "Jesse, can you hear me?" " Jesse, please!" " Jesse!" " Jesse Matthews, six years old." " Is this an old photo?" " Yeah, it's the only one the mom had." " She said one minute, he's on the swing, the next minute he's gone." " Abduction." " The search radius is over a mile-- no sign of the boy." " What about the father?" " The father is, um..." "Army sergeant, uh..." "Dwight Matthews." " Killed in Afghanistan four years ago." " Any other family members?" " Grandparents?" " Boyfriends?" " No, her parents are dead and her husband's parents" "She lost communication with them since he died." " Mrs. Matthews... this is Gil Grissom and Warrick Brown from the Crime Lab." " I, uh..." "I never bring Jesse to the park." " But this afternoon, the backyard just couldn't hold him, so we came here and... uh... he was on the swings;" "I couldn't even get him off, and then I look around and he's gone; he's just..." "Mrs. Matthews, there's really nothing more you can do here." " Why don't you let us give you a ride home?" " I'm not leaving." " Not without Jesse." " I called the team." " They always look so vulnerable." " They are." " It's like trying to get an I.D. on swimmers from ripples in the pool." " How about you?" " Lots of little fingers... and some big ones." " Helping hands?" " So, ma'am, do you remember this boy?" " It's not a recent photo." " I had my hands full." " I don't take my eyes off him ever." " Sure." " I understand." " But there was this man near the swings-- he kept looking around like he was waiting for something." " What'd he look like?" " He was a white guy, blue baseball cap..." "That's all I remember." " Did he seem interested in one of the kids?" " Yeah." " A boy." " Could be that boy." " Mm... it's hard to tell." " Okay..." "Thank you." " Thank you very much." " Mrs. Matthews..." "I know this is difficult for you, but I have to ask you again-- do you remember seeing anyone hanging around near the swings?" " Anyone." " Maybe, maybe a man in a blue baseball cap?" " Yes." " Can you describe him?" " He was white..." "White..." "Uh... just under six feet, I think." " Six feet." " Great." " Jeans." " Did he take Jesse?" " We don't know." " Our K-9 officers are going to need something that Jesse's worn recently." " Uh... his jacket." " It's in the car." " I'll get it for you." " Whoa!" " Whoa!" " What are they doing?" " Pull the dogs back, please." " Can I see this jacket?" " Has Jesse ever worn this?" " I just bought it for him." " He's been growing so fast." " I'm sorry, I..." "That's okay; we'll get something from your house." " What do you make of this?" " Possible struggle..." "That could've been used as a weapon." " The blood drops could be castoff." " Maybe the poor kid had to pee while his mom was in the car." " Mrs. Matthews, I need you to take a look at something." " Do you recognize these?" " They're..." "Mrs. Matthews inside?" " Yeah." " Every mother's worst nightmare." " I checked her answering machine: no calls." " Well, I'll get a DNA exemplar for Jesse and let her get some sleep." " She won't sleep." " Okay, Greg, let's do a little legwork, what do you say?" " You take this side of the street," "I'll take the other-- find out if anybody's seen anything suspicious." " Mrs. Matthews?" " Mrs. Matthews?" " I'm Catherine Willows from the Crime Lab." " Sorry about the mess." " It's okay." " Jesse was so full of energy this morning." " He didn't give me time to clean up." " I understand." " This photo..." "Is it recent?" " Uh, yeah, that's, uh, that's from last month." " If it's all right with you, I'd like to borrow it." " I'll get it to Nevada Child Search, and they can get it out to the media." " Sure." " Thank you." " Jesse's home-schooled." " We do art together... music..." "Everything." " Do you have children?" " I have a daughter." " Thirteen." "" Thirty-six and a half inches."" " We'll add it to the physical description." " And, Mrs. Matthews, our K-9 Unit will need something with Jesse's scent." " Oh, right, right." " Um... maybe... maybe his stuffed dinosaur?" " He holds it while he's sleeping." " That'll work." " And I will need something with his DNA:" "a toothbrush, hairbrush, pillowcase..." "Why do you need that?" " Well, if we locate anything that could lead us to him, we want to make sure we've got the right boy." " Well, I'll get those things for you." " Hi." " Captain Brass asked me to drive the lady's car home." " Oh... okay." " Yeah, I'll let her know." "  Thanks." "  Mm-hmm." " Since her husband died," "Kids' toys always laying around." " I'm always tossing balls over my fence back into her yard" "They keep to themselves, which is fine by me." " Sir, have you seen any suspicious cars in the neighborhood, or strangers?" " I work all day and I don't spend my nights looking at the neighbors, okay?" " Well, what about the weekends?" " Aggressive little pooch." " Oh, she's my sweetie." " Who's my good girl?" " Queenie's my good girl." " Yes, you are." " Yes, you are." " Interesting how things work out." " What do you mean?" " Her kid getting killed." " This is Queenie." " My last dog, Princess..." "Princess died, and she did it." " Karen Matthews?" " Four years ago." " I found Princess hanging off the back fence." " Supposed to look like it was an accident, like she got caught on collar and choked." " Did you see her do that?" " No, but I knew." " See, Princess used to bark through the fence at her kid." " She just wanted to play." " If you ask me, you know what?" " the kid liked it, but Karen she just went off the deep end." " Mr. McCracken, who told you her son was killed?" " Who takes care of the hamsters?" " Jesse." " When he remembers." " which is about as often as he remembers to brush his teeth." " Mrs. Matthews, has Jesse ever run away from home?" " He'd never do that." " Was he upset about anything?" " No." " No." " No." " You're going to find him." " If something happened," "I'd know." " I'd know here." " Of course." " I'd feel the same." " Mrs. Matthews, when the officer brought your car back," "I noticed that there were gifts in the garage that were from your husband's parents." " The, um... the colonel and his wife." " We're, uh, we're not in touch anymore." " Ever since" "Dwight was..." "Ever since Dwight died, my father-in-law thinks he should be raising Jesse, not me." " He runs that house like an Army barracks." " Do you know what that does to a boy?" " Well, I saw what it did to Dwight, and I will not let him do that to Jesse." " I'm still going to need some contact information." " They took him." " We haven't seen Karen or Jesse since, um... uh... since..." "We haven't seen them in four years, since the day we buried our son." " Here." " Here's your t soldier." " Warren, not today." " He's my grandson." " It-it's, it's a toy." " I will raise my own son-- not you." " Jesse comes from a, from a long line of military men going all the way back to" "Bull Run." " Were you in the service?" " Yes, sir." " Marine Corps." " I bet your dad was, too, right?" " You know, we're here to talk about your family, not mine." " If we hadn't seen" "Jesse's picture last night on TV, we wouldn't know what he looked like now." " She blames me." " I do not." " Don't tell me what I know and don't know, all right?" " Can I please just go to the bathroom?" " Oh, absolutely." " Absolutely." " Where is it?" " It's.  uh... down the hall to the right, through the door." " Excuse me." " This is just between you and me." " I saw Karen last week." " Oh, hi, Karen, uh, could I see Jesse please?" " No." " Karen, he's my only grandson." " You can't have him, okay?" " I don't want to keep him, Karen." " I just want to give him these." " Please." " Just leave us alone." " Jesse!" " It's Grandpa." " Jesse!" " Colonel?" " Where's my wife?" " She's in the ladies' room." " It's okay." " Do you get these uh... these spells often?" " There's some memory loss?" " It's early Alzheimer's." " That's a tough one." " All I wanted was to see my grandson." " Find him for me." " We'll do our best, sir." " We'll do our very best." " Any luck with those prints from the swing?" " Nothing on AFIS, but Brass did put out a bulletin for the guy in the blue baseball cap." " I wouldn't get our hopes up-- it's a vague description." " What about the K-9 search?" " Nothing." " What do you got for me?" " Well, I ran the exemplar toothbrush against a blood sample from the men's room." " It's not a match." " What about the underpants?" " Couldn't get enough epithelials for DNA 'cause the kid probably hadn't been wearing them for very long." " I wonder why." " Well, I did confirm a positive result for urea in the underpants." " and the quantity and distribution suggests that the kid wet himself." " Ditched his wet tighty-whiteys and went back out to play." " I got a hit on your blood." " Conner Daly." " Convicted of NRS 201.450." " Out on parole." " What's a 450?" " That'd be "Sex With Dead Body."" " Mr. Daly, where were you yesterday afternoon?" " Playing nickel slots downtown." " I, uh..." "I'm not trying to win the big jackpot or anythg, just passing time." " It relaxes me." " Where did you go next?" " Walked in the park." " Fresh air." " I'm allergic to smoke." " Which park?" " One near my apartment." " Would that be Mesa Valley Park?" " Yeah." " Then I sat down on a park bench and read a copy of the RJ that I picked out of the trash." " What's this about?" " Did you go to the men's room at any time?" " Only when nature called." " What did you do there?" " I amused myself." " What did you do next?" " We found your blood on the floor." " I get nosebleeds." " Too much cocaine back in the day." " I'm sure we'll find that on your medical records." " My whole damn life is on record." " So, why don't you look at the freakin' records, huh?" " You have anger issues, Mr. Daly?" " Yeah." " Would you take a seat for me, please." " What's that cut on your hand from?" " Pick the wrong partner?" " No." " Look, I'll send the county a buck 50." " They can buy a new one." " You recognize this boy?" " Looks like a kid that this guy brought into the bathroom but I didn't stay to watch." " Did you get a look at the guy?" " 51s fan." " His cap." " Las Vegas police may have a break in the case of a missing boy." " An eyewitness has come forward with a more complete description of the suspect" "Authorities are now seeking this man in connection with the disappearance yesterday of six-year-old Jesse Matthews." " Initial reports from the scene only mention a man in a blue cap, but the police artist had a lot more to work with after the eyewitness came forward." " Uh, uh..." "I'm ju..." "I'm just trying to stay positive." " and, um, you know, I know that Jesse'll be safe at home again soon." " So." " I know he'll be safe." " The boy's mother, Karen, is holding out hope that she'll see her son again." " She's seen tragedy enough." " Four years ago, she lost her husband in combat in Afghanistan." " Sorry." " Declined again." " You have another card?" " Aw, come on." " That's the fourth time." " Maybe we got identity theft-ed or something." " Hey, hey, leave that candy alone." " It could be the card-reader." " My manager be right back." " If you guys want to get some coffee it's on the house." " Las Vegas Police." " You're under arrest." " What?" " That's the kid from the news, right?" " Yeah." " You did good." " Yeah, what the hell is going on here?" " Hey, let go of me." " What are you arresting us for?" " Huh?" " What's going on?" " What are you arresting us for?" "!" " Get away from him." " Get away from him!" " It's all right, son." " You're safe now.." "God, where is he?" " He's in with a social worker." " He's okay." " Jesse!" " Oh, Jesse, thank God." " Thank God you're okay." " No, no, no, it's okay." " Mommy is here." " You're safe now." " Mommy!" " Mommy!" " Mommy!" " Adam!" " Adam!" " No, your mommy's here, honey." " Get away from my kid!" " What did they say to you?" " What did they make you say, sweetheart?" " Look at me." " Don't say nothing to nobody." " You hear me, little man, huh?" " Don't look at those people." " Just look at me." " Just look right here." " Jim?" " What the hell's going on?" " That's Victor and Valerie Esposito." " Transplants from Jersey." " Check this out." " It was with Mrs. Esposito's personal belongings at booking." " He's got the same scar over his eye as in Karen's photo." " So this kid has two moms?" " King Solomon threatened to cut the baby in half." " What are you going to do?" " King Solomon didn't have a DNA lab." " Hey, is it all right if he goes with CSI Brown for a little while?" " It won't be long." " Okay." " My name's Warrick." " You want to go for a walk?" " It's okay, sweetheart." " He's a friend." " Come on, we'll have some fun." " Oh, wait." " He gets cold." " Wow, everybody's so busy in there, huh?" " I hear you like dinosaurs." " Which one's your favorite?" " You know what mine is?" " T-Rex." " 'Cause he's got teeth like this big." " I bet you wouldn't want him for a pet, would you?" " You want to see something cool?" " Come over here." " This is my special science kit." " Got all kinds of stuff in here." " Let me see..." "I got rubber gloves." " Yeah..." "Put that on." " What else I got in here?" " I got pens that turn into flashlights." " You want to see something invisible?" " Go like this." " See, there's nothing there, right?" " But take my magic wand right here, and I put it in my special magic powder like this." " Watch this." " What appears is our fingerprints." " Now shine the flashlight on it." " Good job." " Will you be my assistant?" " See, no two people's fingerprints are alike." " Just like no two people's spit is the same." " So if I took my spit like this..." "Now you do it." " See, even if I mix them up," "I have a machine to tell me which one is mine and which one is yours." " Now, I need you to tell me something." " Which one of these two pretty ladies is your mom?" " That one." " Thank you." " Yeah, whatever." " Can I see Adam now?" " Adam?" " Yeah." " My kid." " Well, once our lab confirms DNA, he can go home with his mother." " Who the hell do you think I am?" " Mrs. Esposito... did you adopt Adam?" " Give me a break.  26 hours in labor." " Finally had a C-section." " Did you have twins?" " Can I take Jesse home now?" " I need your help to tie up a few loose ends." " Of course, anything." " Let's start with a sample of your DNA." " What?" " We have to follow procedure for everyone's protection." " In fact, Jesse can't even be released without a positive match." " He doesn't stay up this late." " I'll make it a rush, I promise." " Open your mouth, please." " It's the same kid." " It's a doppelganger, with an identical scar." " He picked Mrs. Esposito." " I know there's cases in which the kidnappers threatened their victims," ""Tell them that I'm your mother or I'll kill your real mom."" " I don't think he's lying." " I don't think that Mrs. Esposito's lying either." " Karen Matthews had a house full of photos of him." " Well, I'm sure the Espositos do, too." " There's something off about this picture." " It seems kind of set up, doesn't it?" " The pixel density's not the same." " Where'd she get this picture of Adam?" " How'd she get it?" " Maybe she's a stalker." " No, she wouldn't have stalked us to Cape May." "This isn't it." " It's the only shore we've been to." " Do you recognize anything in the picture?" " Yeah, that's the shirt his Nana gave him last summer." " He only wore it that once, at our family reunion." " Was Karen Matthews there?" " No way." " Mr. Esposito... several witnesses saw a man matching your description at Mesa Valley Park when Jesse disappeared." " Yeah, I'm there all the time." " We live around the corner." " We just had Adam's birthday party there last month." " Yeah." " Were you there the day before yesterday?" " Yeah, with Adam." " Yeah." " You told me you were taking him for ice cream." " What were you doing in the park?" " I had to meet a guy." " A guy?" " Oh, my God." " You're putting money down on a game?" " You promised you quit." " I did, all right?" " It's for a guy at work." " Three-to-one, right?" " Adam." " Well, you should have just took him for ice cream." " So Karen took a picture of herself at the beach and Photoshopped Jesse in." " Right." " So if that's really" "Adam Esposito, where did she get the pictures from?" " Well, let us see." " Where are you going?" " Image search." " Family home page." " My mom wants me to do one of these for our family." " Click on where it says "Adam's Birthday Party."" " That one." " Maybe Karen found the site." " Cut out the kid's picture." " That's Mesa Valley Park." " Karen Matthews faked those photos that she gave Catherine." " How?" " Cut-and-paste." " The photos that she got off the Internet." " The Espositos told Catherine that they were at the park with their son the day Jesse Matthews disappeared." " Is that a coincidence?" " No." " My guess is Karen's been downloading pictures from the family Web site for a while." " The most recent being from Mesa Valley Park." " Could Karen have recognized the park from the pictures on the Web site?" " Yeah, and she went there hoping to see him there." " But she reported him missing." " That makes no sense." " Hey, I got the DNA results." " The boy is Adam Esposito." " Victor and Valerie are his parents." " There you go, she's lying." " She doesn't have a son." " Uh, not quite." " She's got 13 alleles in common with the male DNA that we got from the toothbrush exemplar." " So she does have a son." " I was inside the house." " Believe me, a kid does live there." " And we're still looking for Jesse Matthews." " Karen Matthews." " Can I take Jesse home now?" " I'm afraid not." " No." " The DNA confirms the boy's not your child." " I..." "That's impossible." " Your actions regarding the Espositos constitutes stalking and possible kidnapping." " Please go with this officer." " No, no..." "What have you done with Jesse?" " Ma'am..." "Where is he?" " Ma'am..." "Jesse?" " Please, ma'am..." "Jesse?" " Jesse, where are you?" "!" " Ma'am, please..." "I need to see my son!" " Jesse!" " Jesse, where are you?" "!" " Please!" " Please!" " Jesse!" " Jesse!" " Jesse, where are you?" "!" "" Jesse David Matthews." "" Mother Karen, father Dwight." "" Born August 31, 1999."" " I also checked for a death certificate." " Nothing on file." " These are all in chronological order." " Archie confirmed that all the photos taken along the top row were genuine." " Up until the photo taken at the funeral in which he was two." " So, the rest of these were faked using Adam Esposito?" " Yeah." " You talked to the neighbors." " What did they say?" " Jesse and Karen kept to themselves." " But he was always leaving his toys around outside." " They saw his toys-- did they see him?" " Well, when I asked, "When was the last time you saw Jesse?"" " no one remembered exactly." " What about his grandparents?" " They haven't seen him since the funeral." " Has anyone seen Jesse since he was two?" " His teachers or a doctor, baby-sitters...?" " Well, he was home-schooled." " And we're looking into a doctor and a sitter." " Well, I guess we can impound her car and find out if there's any evidence that he was even in there." " For four years she's created an elaborate fantasy-- which collided with reality at Mesa Valley Park." " Jesse." " Jesse?" " Where are you?" "!" " Jesse?" "!" " I suppose she thought it was her son that was gone when she looked back at that empty swing." " When she couldn't find him, she called the police." " Jesse's been missing for four years." " We're chasing a ghost." " We went to the park." " I-I brought Jesse's new jacket." " He was on the swings and when I wasn't looking, a man in a blue cap took him." " Karen, tell me what happened four years ago after your husband was killed." " I-I... that's a..." "I am not the one that should be here." " You should be talking to the man that took Jesse." " Did Jesse get sick?" " Was there an accident?" " Karen?" " Did something happen to Jesse?" " Is Jesse dead?" " You saw him." " You were... you were there while I held him in my arms." " Why are you putting me through this?" " Tell me." " Why?" " So how do we do this?" " Old school." " Soil probes." " The probe goes deeper where the soil's been disturbed." " And that's where we dig?" " On the one hand, you really want to find the body." " Give it respect, provide closure..." "On the other hand..." "Yeah." " She would have buried the body where he would have still been close to her." " You know, I'm not finding any density changes." " Me neither." " Somebody replaced this fence board right here." " These other ones look like they've been chewed on." " Guy said that Karen freaked out when his dog barked at her kid." " Maybe the dog chewed through the fence." " There's definitely a change in density there." " Let's start digging." " I found this in Karen's medicine chest." " Olanzapine." " That's a heavy-duty antipsychotic." " Yeah." " But the prescription is over four years old." " I'll have Brass subpoena her medical records." " You know, if she was being treated for psychosis, it could explain all of this, because she didn't overlook a single detail." " I think she even did the fingerpaintings." " It's hard for anyone to let go of someone they love." " Yeah." " After my dad died, my mom would still get him a present every Christmas." " She'd put it under the tree." " Christmas morning, the wrapping paper would be all crumpled up and, uh... the tie or the sweater, whatever it was, would be hanging in the closet." " How old were you when he died?" " Nine." " Little guy." " I'll get started in Karen's room." " He taught botany." " He, uh... came home from school one hot, humid day, laid down on the couch." " I was watching TV." " My Mom brought in some cold drinks... but she couldn't wake him up." " No one would tell me why." " Nick Stokes, you have a visitor in Reception." " Hey, Hodges." " Oh, hey, Nick." " Did you hear you had a visitor?" " Yeah, and you have a tissue sample with adherent hairs." " Examine the hairs and get the tissue sample to DNA." " Priority." " I'll just drop everything I'm doing." " Priority, Nick Stokes." " You're coming around, Hodges." " Hey." " I, uh, I have a visitor?" " Kelly?" "  Hi." "  Hi." " You... you got out." " Couple days ago." " Mm..." "Parole hearing board liked my smile." " You know, I thought I saw you at a crime scene the other day." " You did." " I did?" " Just checking it out." " You know how, when you came to see me, what you said about when I get out, not taking it with me?" " I've been thinking a lot about that." " I wanted you to know." " You all right?" " Perfect." " That would be Queenie." " Even after four years, you'd expect to find some bones." " There's nothing." " Jesse liked dinosaurs." " Let's see what Hodges can tell us." " The GCMS soil analysis found Cadaverine," "Putrescine and several other organic compounds." " Yeah." " English, please?" " It means there was a body buried in Karen's backyard." " Just too long ago to get any DNA." " But Hodges also found traces of Olanzapine." " Well, that's interesting, becasue a warrant came through on Karen Matthews' medical records, and after her son was born," "Karen was treated for postpartum psychosis, which her doctors treated by prescribing Olanzapine." " Even a small amount of that stuff would be lethal to a two-year-old." " Karen is already mentally fragile when her husband is killed." " She gets into a very heated argument with the in-laws at his funeral, goes over the deep end, poisons Jesse and buries him in the backyard near the fence." " But then she digs him up." " Why?" " We have evidence to suggest that the neighbor's dog was digging in Karen's backyard." " The neighbor claims that Karen killed his dog." " If the dog detected decomp and dug near the grave," "Karen may have moved the body to protect him." " So, where's Jesse's body?" " Nick found a patch of tissue and hair in the trunk of Karen's car." " The DNA matches the toothbrush." " If Karen doesn't tell us where to look," "I doubt we'll ever find the body." " You know, as long as I do this job, I can never understand how a mother can kill her child." " Euripedes tried to understand it when he wrote Medea." "" I will slay my children without delaying long enough to hand them over to some more savage hand."" " Medea, like Karen, was a soldier's wife." " His father was a soldier, his grandfather was a soldier," "Karen did not want that for Jesse." " Well, it's still murder." " Mommy..." "Mommy!"