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You're sitting on my bed?

Oh. That chair is not ergonomically supportive.

ergonomically lŠÔHŠw“I‚É

You're good with the crazies. Her dad's liking your lies better than my truths.

Oh, they're not lies to those of us who have our eyes open.

How's my video? Oh, that's a smile. It's good, right? It's touching.

Oh, definitely touching, especially the gladdening of the bride.

What?

Oh, the traditional Yemeni custom whereby music sounds throughout the community. That's Pir and Elethia Baakrime. They had a beautiful ceremony where sweetened fritters and doughnuts were prepared to symbolize the sweet life they would have together. It's cute, huh?

whereby `‚ˇ‚é throughout Žn‚ß‚Š‚çI‚í‚č‚Ü‚Ĺ

Oh, God, they sent the wrong video. Oh, God. Oh, of course. Why shouldn't I ruin El's birthday with her father here?

Well, on the up side, the Baakrime are probably really enjoying the footage of Elizabeth's bridal shower.

You need to help me, Mozzie. I've got 24 hours to fix this. Mozzie, stop watching!

Oh. What'd you have in mind?

We need a scanner.

The lab is uploading the images via FTP now. The jpegs will be opening in sequence.

Thank you, Wesley.

Let me know if you need anything else.

Know where to find you.

Reminds me of a flip book. Turn the pages, see the man fall.

Only this one's hopefully gonna show us where the girl hid the violin.

Ah, the Sara Ellis case. She the same Sara Ellis who targeted Caffrey for stealing a Raphael?

Yep.

Now they're working together? Funny how things turn out.

Ah, Neal keeps things interesting.

Yeah. You like having him at the FBI?

I do.

Then you should say so at his hearing. Oh, uh, Jones? Sara ever get her Raphael?

I think you should ask her about that one.

Looks like your flip book's done.

Hey, Jones.

Caffrey. We got the rest of the tape back. You got eyes on Bryan and Sara?

Sara's in her seat, and we followed Bryan to the bathroom. What's up?

There's another person on this tape.

Who?

I don't know, but he's in room 207, and she clearly hands him the violin.

All right, I'll call you back.

Annie may not be his target. Damn it! There's a second exit. Excuse me. Where's room 207?

Mr. Sumner.

Room 207. Where is it?

It's Maurie's room backstage, but...

How did this happen?

Well, we think Bryan slipped out of the bathroom to confront Maurie. But security's in mid-update, so we don't have video, and Sara said Bryan wasn't gone for more than five minutes.

confront ’ź–Ę‚ˇ‚é

Is her cover blown?

No, it's intact. We made a show of searching everyone, including her and Bryan. If he had a weapon, he ditched it.

intact ŠO‚đŽó‚Ż‚Ä‚˘‚Č‚˘ ditch ŒŠŽĚ‚Ä‚é

And the Stradivarius?

E.R.T.'s inspecting it as we speak.

Sounds like you have everything handled.

Yeah, well, you said to call if someone died. So I'm calling.

Thanks, Jones. Keep me posted.

When we got back from Beijing, our manager left the Strad in his office.

You saw your chance to play it.

I'm second violin. It was the only time I'd get to play such a special instrument. But I, uh... I damaged it.

So you gave it to Maurie to fix.

I panicked. He said he could fix it and put it back before anyone would notice.

Do you have any idea why someone would want to kill him?

No. He was such a nice man.

Annie had nothing to do with this.

You think we can get this figured out before Peter decides to come in?

Well, let's take a look at that violin, and we'll find out.

E.R.T. says it's clean. No secrets, no hidden compartments. Nothing but a Stradivarius.

Okay. So, I'm Bryan.

Really? 'Cause I have more in common with him.

I'm Bryan. I'm going out of my way to search for a pricy violin when I find out Maurie has it.

go out of one's way to ‚í‚´‚í‚´`‚ˇ‚é pricy ‚‰ż‚Č

You approach Maurie, you ask for it, and for whatever reason, Maurie resists.

So I kill him.

And leave the Strad behind? It doesn't make sense. A tuning peg's been ripped off.

Well, Annie said she broke a string.

Yeah, but when you break a string, it breaks -- It doesn't snap the violin. Sara, what work was Bryan doing in Beijing?

snap Ü‚ę‚é

He was at the Peking Sci-Tech Convention to research expanding...

Sterling Bosch's tech division. Jones, can you check and see if anything was stolen from that convention?

No, I-I already did. Local authorities said nothing suspicious went down.

You're right. Nothing at the convention. One of the vendors reported a carbon polymer was stolen from their lab. According to this, its low mass and structural integrity make it one of the strongest materials in the world.

low mass ’Ꮏ—Ę integrity ŠŽ‘SŤ

Capable of enhancing medical development, imaging technologies, body armor, and even building an elevator to space.

enhancing ‘‹­

Bryan does dream big.

Guess what it looks like.

A violin string. When Maurie went to fix it, he must have realized something was wrong, become an obstacle --

obstacle áŠQ

So Bryan stole this to launch Sterling Bosch into the tech world.

He knew anyone who was at that convention would be flagged trying to leave the country. He couldn't get through customs.

Yeah, so he hid the string on the violin to pass inspection, then he went through separately -- smart.

So we know where it came from. And we know how it got here.

The only question left is, where's the string now?

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