CSI: CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION
The Shift That Struck Back
TEASER
FADE IN:
EXT. LAS VEGAS CITY (STOCK) - NIGHT
To establish.
INT. CSI VEHICLE - NIGHT
LANGSTON and NICK are riding together. Nick hums to the song on the radio. He has his clipboard on his lap and maneuvers a flashlight to finish his notes from their last call. Langston is driving, but his mind is somewhere else.
NICK
It's not even a full moon. I can't
believe how busy we've
been tonight.
Langston doesn't comment. Nick looks up at him.
NICK
Hey Ray...
Langston glances at him.
NICK
Are you okay? You've been real
quiet all night.
Langston starts to answer as he turns a corner. His answer becomes lost when they come into a street filled with media. Police cars, emergency response vehicles, and unmarked cars.
A police officer spots them. He and several others push back the crowd to make a path.
NICK
What is this?
Langston parks where the policeman indicates. He grabs Nick's arm before he gets out.
LANGSTON
Don't talk to anyone until we know
what's going on.
Nick nods.
EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT
The two get out, grab their field kits, and head inside. Both notice that many of the people are wearing jackets with FBI or DEA on them.
INT. MASON'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Inside the madness continues. There's a lot of talking and people calling out orders. FBI agents are snapping off photos. DEA agents are picking and handling potential evidence. Langston grabs the arm of one.
LANGSTON
That's evidence. Where is your superior?
AGENT HOPKINS (O.S.)
Who are you?
The two turn, watching DEA AGENT HOPKINS stride up to them. This woman is used to having her orders carried out immediately. She's not someone her underlings dare to make question. Langston shows his badge.
LANGSTON
We're from the Las Vegas Crime Lab.
We were called to
this scene for a
homicide and sexual assault.
BRASS approaches unnoticed.
AGENT HOPKINS
Uh-uh. Get out. We don't need you
guys here.
BRASS
Yes we do.
The three turn to him.
AGENT HOPKINS
We have jurisdiction.
BRASS
Until you present me with a piece
of paper telling me
that, LVPD has
jurisdiction.
Brass moves around Nick and Langston, drawing Hopkin's eyes away from the two.
BRASS
And until then, this is my crime
scene. So, tell me
lady--
AGENT HOPKINS
Agent Hopkins, Lieutenant!
BRASS
Right. I'm so bad with names. What
can you tell me about
the body in
the kitchen and the woman who's
barricaded
herself in the master bathroom?
Brass glances at Langston. He's told them where he wants them to start. Langston starts walking and Nick follows. They make their way to the kitchen. No one's in it, but there's a dead man on the floor and a lot of blood. Langston looks down the hall, seeing even more blood.
LANGSTON
You start in the kitchen. I'll see
what else is
available to process.
Nick nods. He sets his kit down, taking out paper booties and gloves.
INT. MASON'S HOUSE - HALL - NIGHT
Langston makes his way down the hall to the bedroom. He passes two open folding chairs. There are four FBI agents and two DEA agents in the room. AGENT SCOTT of the FBI leans against the door of the master bathroom.
AGENT SCOTT
Come on, Mason, open the door. Please?
Langston watches the scene for a few seconds.
AGENT SCOTT
Mason? Answer me, will you? Please,
just let us
help you. I know you're
hurt, I know the guy did a number
on
you, but we want to help you.
Please open the door.
Langston turns and goes back down the hall to the first door. He opens it, revealing the hall bathroom splattered with blood. He sets his kit down and pulls out paper boots and gloves. Langston goes in as Brass comes down the hall. Brass stops in the doorway.
BRASS
You and Nick gotta work fast.
Langston looks up at him.
LANGSTON
You know we can't do that.
BRASS
That witch is off to her favorite
judge to get a court
order. If you
can't get all your evidence before
she gets
back, you won't get any.
Langston looks around the bathroom.
LANGSTON
Puts a new meaning to time
sensitive, doesn't it?
Brass offers a wistful smile.
SMASH CUT:
OPENING CREDITS.
FADE OUT.
END OF TEASER