TEXT: "The Science in the Physicist" [SCENE_BREAK] TEASER (A vacant lot) PHOTOGRAPHER: Okay, give everything, my darling. Everything. Utter draw, stop or clasp gloss. Okay, keep her lit. (instructing assistants) Keep her bathed in the glow. Alright, yes. Okay good. (to the model) Now look up. Alright, yes, nice, okay. Right in front of you. That's it. That's the future. Yes, okay. (crows start to caw) What the hell is that? MODEL: Pigeons or blackbirds or crows. Something along those lines. PHOTOGRAPHER: (to his assistant) Telephoto. (the assistant brings over a new lens) MODEL: (to herself) God, he has an idea. PHOTOGRAPHER: (taking pictures of the crows) This is what we need. Caw, caw. Yeah, flap, flap. Yeah, yeah. Give me more. Yes, this! Aviary! Wings! Yes! Beaks! Caw, caw, caw, caw, caw. Those creatures...they are death. (to the model) Flap you're arms, chaste at the way, but remain beautiful. You understand? MODEL: Running through a vacant lot. (laughs). And a bunch of birds. In six inch heels. (The model runs into the group of crows. They fly up around her and she screams) PHOTOGRAPHER: Ooh, excellent. Good, good, good. You're a leopard. Leap! You're an angel. Yes, beautiful! Beautiful! Terror! Fear! Okay, gaze heavenward. Look at the beastly birds, my darling. Look up. Oh, I love it! Yes! (the model stops moving. She's seen something in the grass. It is an ear) Gaze heavenward, darling. Yes, look up at the beastly birds. Look up at the... (the model screams. The camera flashes become those of the forensic crime scene
SUMMARY:
Booth and Brennan are sent to investigate when human remains are found during a photo shoot. When the team uncovers a meteorite in the victim's ear, they are led to the Collar Institute of Science in D.C. There they learn the victim had been a part of a controversial project, Brennan and Booth must investigate the several death threats she had received. Meanwhile, Angela's father arrives in town to confront Hodgins.