“MIRROR, MIRROR”
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
EXT. BEACH – MORNING
POLICE TAPE surrounds a small area on the beach. In the center is a dead body. The victim is disheveled, bearded, and appears homeless. The sand around him is blood-stained. LT. HORATIO CAINE and DET. FRANK TRIPP stand over DR. ALEXX WOODS who examines the corpse.
TRIPP
Looks like another indigent. I already called it in.
HORATIO
(to Alexx re: the body)
What’s he telling you?
ALEXX
(speaking to the body)
Why’d they do this to you? Why’d you bleed out? Somebody cut your jugular?
You sustain trauma to the head? Multiple blows? Your core temperature eighty-seven point two?
HORATIO
So he died….around midnight.
ALEXX
Irregular wound?
TRIPP
So, not a knife!
ALEXX
Organic matter under the nails and something that looks like …chalk… All for a couple of bucks?
Caine cocks his head and gazes off into the crashing surf.
HORATIO
We won’t know that ’til you get it to the lab, Alexx.
Caine puts on his sunglasses and looks sternly at no one in particular.
HORATIO
…but what we do know…is that for him… the buck…stopped here.
And, off a PUSH-IN to the body, we…
FADE OUT.
END OF ACT ONE.
ACT TWO
INT. CORONER’S OFFICE – AUTOPSY THEATRE – THE NEXT DAY
Alexx examines the victim. Horatio and MEGAN DONNER stand nearby.
HORATIO
What do we got, Alexx? I see red blue and flesh color…
ALEXX
Most of the organic material is the vic’s own DNA…
HORATIO
Which doesn’t lie…but what’s that blue matter?
MEGAN
Glass…from a bottle?
HORATIO
Exactly… but from where?
ALEXX
I’m thinkin’ a bar…
MEGAN
Because the red matter…
HORATIO
…is Maraschino cherry skin, ladies. We…just caught a break.
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
EXT. OCEAN AVENUE – DAY
ESTABLISHING AERIAL SHOT: An array of dazzling pastel art deco hotels and mansions. We push in to the most enormous PALACE of them all, the lavish residence of Ignacio Villalobos.
INT. VILLABOLLOS MANSION – CONTINUOUS
Horatio and CALLEIGH DUQUESNE stand at one end of a seventy-foot bar stocked with every imaginable kind of liquor. IGNACIO VILLALOBOS sips an exotic drink and looks disinterestedly at the CSIs.
HORATIO
What nobody considers, Ignacio, is that DNA evidence is final — even when your DNA is identical…to someone else’s.
CUT TO: A FLASHBACK of a series of shots in the lab.
Megan sweating, determined, examines evidence through a microscope.
MACRO CLOSE-UP of a shimmering piece of blue crystal.
ON MARISOL DELKO comparing hairs on a giant projection screen.
ON TIM SPEEDLE removing test tubes from one of those machines that shakes things up.
MACRO CLOSE-UP of microscope slides of human tissue.
CLOSE-UP of Calleigh’s face.
CALLIEGH
Bingo!
INT. VILLALOBOS MANSION – DAY
CALLEIGH
What you didn’t realise is that monozygotic twins…
HORATIO
…have genetic markers that are distinctive and …
CALLEIGH
…in reaction to other materials…
HORATIO
…like blue Phoenician glass…
CALLIEGH
…and bar fixings, condiments, and the like…
EXT. VILLALOBOS MANSION – LATER
The perp is led in handcuffs to a waiting squad car.
ANGLE ON HORATIO
HORATIO
He killed his twin because he couldn’t handle his failure.
CALLIEGH
He couldn’t continue to live the lie about where he came from.
HORATIO
What he should have known, Calleigh, is that the only thing that never lies…is the evidence.
FADE OUT.
END OF EPISODE