Pathology Page #2
F***ing hurts man!
Alright.
Ah ahh...
- To the dead!
- To the dead!
Ok. Guys, let's play tell the truth.
Question.
If you could kill anyone and get away with it,
who would you kill?
The guy who invented condoms.
F*** that guy.
- Griffin.
- I don't know.
C'mon it's an easy quesiton, Griff.
- You maybe.
- Oh I'm sorry, did you want to f*** me that bad?
Just your skull.
Trust me Dr. Cavenaugh,
it's not as good as it looks.
I am interested in what Dr. Gray has to say.
Yeah, c'mon Teddy.
You guys want the truth or something clever?
- The truth.
- Just something clever.
Truth is ya'll full of sh*t.
Well go on, elaborate.
I mean, who needs motif, who needs a reason to kill.
Just today, Jake, you opened a 16 year old boy
who was shot in the stomach
because somebody wanted his f***ing Ipod.
What kind of reason is that?
We're animals. It's in our nature to kill.
Basic, simple.
You should've all figured that out by now.
And of course, if we were civilized or socialized,
we'll be seating around talking about it over a beer,
we don't actually do it.
But could we really get away with it?
To kill anyone? Anyone at all?
Would you kill anyone? Anyone at all?
Good show! Now that's a man after my own heart.
Griff, waddaya say we get some shots?
I wonder about you.
Quit flirting with Teddy, we have to go soon.
Go play with the boys.
So, where're you from?
Where am I from?
Maybe we should just get past that.
Ok.
Drink up. We're outta here.
Where're we goin?
Oh no, not we.
- We. You can take a cab.
- Cool.
I'm sorry man.
Aww, don't be hurt.
Have another beer.
Tomorrow night, just you and me.
Oh yeah? Doing what?
Nothing too exciting.
- W..Watch out!
- Whoaa!
- What the f...?
- That guy was in my f***ing lane.
Hello!
It's dead.
C'mon, I want you to see something.
- F***!
- Shhh...
How many?
How many do you see?
- One fitty.
- Fitty?
One fitty!
Look bro, here's 80 bucks.
Last in to walk and talk.
Watch your step!
Hey, how's the herb?
You nervous?
No, but I think it's staying in my pants.
You sure about that?
Hey sport!
Sh*t!
Is this for real?
Hey sexy!
F***!
This is an illustration Dr. Gray
of why I hate doing it.
- This is f***ed up man.
- Yeah, you think?
Ok, get me the f*** outta here!
- You sure? I mean we're already paid up.
Ok, let's go!
I want you all to work closely
with me on this one.
Sorry.
You smell like a liquor cabinet.
Doctor Bentwood, will you do the honour?
Harper Johnson, 40.
Convicted murderer, recently paroled,
subject was found...
One fitty!
I have to go out.
Forget to use the little boy's room, Dr. Gray?
All the blood tests are negative.
Alright, we have four scenarios running.
We have to narrow this down.
You want to present first?
Sure!
Simple assignment.
The subject was stabbed, excessively.
A minor struggle ensued, and he was shot
at the back of the head.
Cause of the death,
a gunshot wound to the brain.
The lack of blood from the head and the gradations of color
from the toraxic cavity of the neck, would tell us otherwise.
He would've lost too much blood to live
by the time he was shot in the head.
I think it was a mark, like a gang sign.
They probably watched him die
and then shot him.
Exsanguination via stab wounds.
Alright, let's discuss the trauma
on the left side of the head.
Any information of the meninges?
It's a domino effect in a trauma
of a gunshot wound.
I don't think so.
You wouldn't find any information
after a fatal wound like this.
The subject was obviously struck in the head
on the left side with a bat or kick
or one hell of a hard punch.
Look, there's a left epidural hematoma which caused injury
to the right temporal lobe from shifting in the skull.
This could've happened in the original confrontation.
What concerns me more, is this discoloration.
Well the blood tests did negative.
Well, a solution of potassium cyanide,
will leave no trace in the blood
or organ tissue sample detectable by standard tests.
Besides the stains on Harper's clothes were 70% plasma.
Most of the blood began coagulation
before exsanguination.
So whether he was moved or not...
majority of the blood remains in the body.
I say we run a post-mortem Chem-7 on his major organs
to evaluate his potassium levels.
You really think he was poisoned?
Six to seven hours before cuts were made to his body
the gunshot, followed shortly after.
You know there was actually gunpowder in the stab wounds.
Didn't anyone else notice?
I agree with Ted.
Signs of livor mortis, algor mortis, rigor mortis,
in the percede external wounds.
It's possible that the poison was injected directly
into the heart, be it the left axle or subscapular regions
or the lungs, be it the intercostal spaces...
enabling the killer to use less of a solution.
This will allow it to go undetected while
still getting the job done.
Lemme get this straight...
Are you proposing
that the man was poisoned with
potassium cyanide
then the killer waited 7 hours,
stabbed him 18 times
and then shot him in the back of the head?
- I realise this is highly improbable.
- That's an understatement.
However, we will explore it.
I will order Chem-7 and we will re-convene.
Ladies, gentlemen.
Nicely done. Might be onto something here.
Hey, meet me here tonight, 9pm.
You truly have a gift Ted.
Wh..What? You gonna bum-poke me?
- Let's go.
- You're late.
This's where you bring all your dates?
Now this wing is over a 100 years old. Obsolete.
If I'd, I'll tear it out and re-built it someday.
So, impress me.
You killed him.
Maybe.
The point is, how?
That is this? A game?
Exactly!
It's a game.
I don't f***ing believe this.
- C'mon get over it, will you.
- Get over it?
There are 6.5 million people
in this city, Ted, trust me
this a**hole will not be missed.
Really?
You can't say he didn't have it coming.
Right?
Yeah, he was not exactly a boy scout.
Is that what you want me to say?
he was irredeemable filth.
That was his grandmother, by the way.
But really, who needs a reason.
We're animals. It's our nature to kill.
Remember?
Why show me this?
I don't know, Ted.
I thought the intellectual challenge
might be of interest to you.
- Was I wrong?
- No. No, I find it extremely f***ing interesting.
Good. So, what's your theory?
I stay to my case.
Potassium Cyanide?
What are you? Some kind of serial killer?
Oh...
I obviously misjudged you.
Maybe you should just
run along home before the others get here.
The others?
Seriously man, get the f*** outta here.
- Yes?
- How do you know I won't tell?
Because there so happens to exist,
distinct physical evidence putting you
at the crime scene at the time of death.
I know because I placed it there.
And if I was amind to it I could prove with mathematical certainty
and beyond reasonable doubt that you were the one that did it.
But none of that really matters if
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