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Episode 21,
Season 2 Title: Pandora's Trunk Part 1
Written by: Gary Glasberg, Damon Lindelof Directed
by: Stephen Williams Original Air Date: 28 April 2003
Description:
Pushing for a promotion, Detective Woody Hoyt is helped
by Garret, Peter, Nigel and Bug in his attempt to solve
a triple homicide involving three victims with seemingly
no connections to each other. However, when this crack
investigative team learn that the victims shared an
elegant meal along with a fourth mysterious friend
shortly before their final hour, they set out to locate
the missing diner. Elsewhere, a mysterious phone call
from a private investigator regarding Herman Redding's
missing 1966 Ford Fairlane sends Jordan delving back
into her mother's murder - leading to another chance
meeting with her brother.
FORENSICS
Guest
Stars:
Bradley Stryker (Jack), Christian Middelthon (Lou),
Michael T. Weiss (James Horton), Dendrie Taylor (Mrs.
Oliver), Joel Higgins (), Robyn Lively (Amy), Joel Brooks (), Rocco Sisto (), John
Berczeller (),
Robyn Lively (Connie Asher), Bernard White (Martin
Vezned / Mr. Jones), Joel Higgins (Jim Oliver), John
Berczeller - Terence Howe (Terence), Bradley Stryker
(Jack), Dendrie Taylor (Mrs. Barbara Oliver),
Christine Toy Johnson (Mrs. Cindy Zhou), Shailene
Woodley (Young Jordan)

Random Facts:
Goofs:
Music:
Season of the Witch,
Richard Thompson
Wind Cries Mary, Cassandra Wilson

Quotes:
Jordan: Please. Think of all the years we’ve
known each other. All the trust we’ve built up.
Garret: (gives her a look) You’re joking right?
Jordan: Okay. Okay. So that argument’s a little
flawed. So do it for me.
Jordan: Fancy meeting you here. Did you get us a
room yet?
Woody: Why would I get us a room?
Jordan: It was a joke Woodrow, because this is a
hotel!
Woody: Haha, sorry I didn’t get it. You should
probably put it in your stand up act!
Jordan: …Pretty big case though uh?
Woody: (sarcastic) Yeah, very big, exciting,
triple homicide!
Woody: Let’s just say big brother is watching!
Jordan: You mean the concierge?
Bug: So you found the bodies?
Pool Guy: Yeah, man this is totally going to
screw up the pH.
Woody: You know what this is? This is the
Kewaunee curse!
Jordan: The what?
Woody: Where I’m from, if you leave on bad terms,
things like this happen!
Jordan: Woody…
Woody: I should’ve never yelled at my aunt
Margie, forget about what I did to my cousin Nick…
Garret: Sorry to interrupt your break down
detective…
Macy: Well... three dead people, three different
guns, three fatal bullet wounds. A shoots B, B shoots C,
C shoots A.
Jordan: Commutative Property of Murder.
Woody: I’m screwed!
Garret: Well, this is cozy.
Bug: Standing room only unless you have a
reservation.
Nigel: Suicide party of three!
Nigel: Yet, they each killed each other in a
macabre Mexican stand off that would make Quentin
Tarantino proud!
Jordan: I think I’m coming down with something.
Lily: You’re sick?!
Jordan: Yeah, I’m sick.
Lily: Wow, I mean, I didn’t think that you could
get sick.
Peter: People do good deeds when they are going
to kill themselves. The give their worldly possessions
away.
Woody: That’s what it says in the hand book… But
then again, everybody’s read it!
Garret: She went home sick, what’s the big deal?
Lily: She’s not sick!
Garret: Why do you say that?
Lily: She’s not sick Garret!
Garret: Ok, I’m sold!
Lily: Did anything distressing happen at the
crime scene this morning?
Garret: You mean other than seeing three dead
people with their guts leaking out of their abdomens?
Lily: Well, you don’t have to get graphic!
Garret: Why do you think she’s distressed?
Lily: Women’s intuition.
Garret: No wonder I missed it.
Lily: Yeah. No wonder.
Nigel: …Peter, how come you know so much about
the world’s delicacies?
Bug: Because he’d loaded, that’s how.
Peter: Yeah, I tried to have the silver spoon
surgically removed.
Nigel: So, why dine like kings if you’re going to
have desert with Smith and Weston?
Jordan: You’re good at this huh?!
Lily: Not really, to be totally honest… I’m
petrified that I’m going to blow it and mess you up more
than you already are!
Jordan: Not even possible!
Lily: So go open the trunk.
Jordan: No
Lily: Why not?
Jordan: It’ll make me crazy.
Lily: But you’re already crazy.
Garret: Come on gentlemen, think it through,
we’ve got an old lady, a jock and a Chinese guy shot to
death in a pool.
Nigel: Add a rabbi and you got a bad joke!
Lily: My brother and I used to watch these old
scary movies that was his favorite. He loved the part
when the wolfman ran around to all of his friends and
begged them to chain him up and lock him in a closet
because the full moon was coming and he was afraid he
was going to eat them.
Jordan: Ah, I get it, yeah, I’m the wolfman.
Lily: Are you?
Jordan: I’m not afraid of hurting my friends.
Lily: You’re afraid of hurting yourself.
Manager: If Ben Franklin meets my palm more than
once I’d give somebody dressed like you a table!
Bug: What’s wrong? You don’t like leather?
Manager: On my booths, not my customers.
Garret: Let me guess, your alarm clock’s broken?
Lily: Yes, I’m late. The one time in the history
of my professional career, and thank god you were here
to remind me.
Garret: Is everything ok?
Lily: I had a long night.
Garret: ah…
Lily: Not that kind of long night. I was working…
I mean, I wasn’t really working I was counseling…
Garret: You were with Jordan?
Lily: Yep.
Garret: Women’s intuition.
Lily: Very good!
Garret: She alright?
Lily: Not sure. I think I may be in over my head.
Garret: It’s the only place you can be when
dealing with her.
Lily: Every trauma has its origin. I think the
only was to help her is to go to the source, to treat it
where it began. I can’t do that, but maybe you can.
Garret: You want me to bring her mother back to
life and prevent her from being murdered?
Connie: Wow, just like Mr. Potato head!
Woody: …place of employment is a connivance store
in Dorchester.
Nigel: uh, how convenient!
Max: Ah, you come in here every Friday after
work, knock back a single malt, neat. Last 3 weeks, no
you, no single malt. What’s her name?
Garret: Some times I forget you were a cop!
Nigel: Gentlemen the dead have arisen!
Woody: Little did they know where they’d be in a
month!
Nigel: Eyes open, 7:17, here’s Johnny!!!
Jordan: What can I say? I’m the wolfman!
Peter: For a guy who passed away 6 years ago, you
just look so good!...
Woody: Those cuffs on too tight, Mr. Vezned?
Mr. Vezned: A little, yes.
Woody: Ah, it’s too bad the steel’s going to
clash with your necklace!
Nigel: I’ve never seen $5 million.
Peter: (empty box is opened) It’s smaller than I
expected.
Bank Manager: According to our records Dr. Macy,
Bernadette Jones signed into her safety deposit box just
24 hours ago.
Garret: I’m telling you that’s impossible.
Bank Manager: Why?
Woody: She’s dead!
Bank Manager: That does present a problem,
doesn’t it?
Nigel: 10:1 she and Mr. Chlorine are on a plane
bound for Fiji as we speak!
Woody: Nah, don’t bet on it!
Garret: What makes you so sure?
Woody: Let’s just say she is that smart! She
kills three people, steals a bitchin’ necklace, and
shows up to work the next day. That is genius; I gotta
go pick this girl up!
Woody: It’s alright I have a feeling this ice is
going to clash with the orange jumpsuits you guys are
about to be wearing!
Garret: You think she’s going to be ok?
Lily: May be not ok, but better, definitely
better.
Garret: Yeah, she almost had me believing that
the last time.
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