A Clue

February 20, 2003

[Phone rings]

Bo: Bo Buchanan.

Viki: Bo, hi. It's Viki. I think -- I don't know, I think I've come up with something.

Bo: Yeah, Viki, Nora's here right now. I'm going to put you on speakerphone, ok?

Nora: Hi, Viki.

Viki: Hi, Nora. Hi. You know, I feel so stupid bothering you with this, but Jessie thinks it's important and she wanted me to call, so -- it's about the scarf that you found with Jen.

Bo: Viki thinks it looks like one her father wore.

Viki: Yeah, that's right, that's right. Look, I cannot stop thinking about it, ok? I know I keep trying to convince myself that it's a coincidence. I don't think it is.

Nora: Mitch -- Mitch wouldn't know that you saw the scarf, right?

Viki: No. I mean, I suppose not.

Bo: He's not the type of guy to leave anything to chance.

Nora: Then maybe it was a mistake. Maybe that scarf is more important than we realized.

Bo: Hey, Viki, thanks a lot. If you think of anything else, call me, all right?

Viki: Thanks a lot, Bo. Bye.

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Nora: I think we need the --

Both: Victor Lord's files.

Bo: Yeah. I want you to drop what you're doing and bring me everything that we have on Victor Lord, all right? I need it right away. You know, the problem here is that Mitch Laurence could never have known Victor Lord.

Nora: Yeah. It's worth checking out, though.

Bo: Yeah, yeah, you're right. I mean, right now any lead is a good lead.

*~*

Bo: You know, why don't you grab a box of these files. You can take them to your new office. You can spread everything out, then.

Nora: I'm fine. I've been trying to make heads or tails of this coroner's report. Would you like to take a stab at this?

Bo: No, no, I already gave up. I faxed it over to the hospital. They're sending somebody over. In fact, he ought to be here any minute.

Nora: Well, here's the "reader's digest" version. Victor Lord was suffocated.

Bo: And Dorian was tried and convicted.

Nora: Yeah, but Viki was the real killer.

Bo: I know, but it was one of her alters.

Nora: Right, right. We're not seeing something.

Bo: I think it has to do with the medical files we found at Laurence's house. Donor matching info on both Natalie and Jessica.

Nora: Maybe he was using it to prove paternity?

Bo: Yeah. You know, I think we could both use a break. Why don't you go over to your office, then you could stretch out, at least maybe get some rest.

Nora: Ok, what is going on with you?

Bo: What?

Nora: You. What is going on? You trying to get rid of me?

Bo: No.

Nora: Yeah, you are. You're trying to get rid of me. I know you. I know you too well, Bo Buchanan. Talk. Fess up.

Gabrielle: I'm not interrupting, am I?

Bo: No, no, no. And your timing is perfect. Let's see -- oh, god, breakfast.

Gabrielle: I had a feeling it had something to do with work, that you just got carried away with the time.

Nora: Time? Oh, what time is it?

Bo: I don't know. We've been through everything. All these files in the office -- been through them twice, you know. We're batting zero.

Gabrielle: How about a little brain food, then?

Bo: Oh, god, you're the greatest, you know? It won't happen again.

Gabrielle: Don't make promises you can't keep. Nora, there's enough here for three of us.

Nora: That's really sweet. Thank you. You know what? I'm going to go splash some water on my face. Excuse me. Oh! I'm sorry.

*~*

Troy: I -- I wasn't expecting to see you here.

Nora: I work here now. What are you doing here?

Troy: I just came to see Bo.

Nora: Oh, you're the medical expert.

Troy: Yeah.

Nora: Well, Bo's right in there. I would knock first if I were you.

Troy: Nora, I left you a bunch of messages.

Nora: You know what? I don't really think there's anything to talk about. And I hope that you and Lindsay will be very happy together.

Troy: Come on, Nora, I'm not with Lindsay.

Nora: Really? Could have fooled me.

Troy: Nora --

[Nora walks away. Bo comes out of his office]

Bo: Dr. Maciver, come on in.

Troy: Yeah. Hey, Gabrielle. How are you?

Gabrielle: Dr. Maciver. Bo, I think I'm going to need to get to "the banner." Do you think you'll be free for lunch?

Bo: I'll call you.

Gabrielle: I'm not going to hold my breath.

Bo: Oh --

Gabrielle: Bye.

Bo: So, did you get that material that I faxed over to you?

Troy: Yeah, I did. Look, Bo, I got to tell you, I never heard of donor information being part of a simple paternity test.

Bo: Nothing is simple about this.

Troy: Yeah. Well, even so --

Bo: Why, did you find something?

Troy: Maybe. You know, Jessica has a very rare blood type. In fact, no one else in her family shares it. No one else living, that is. According to these records, only her paternal grandfather, Victor Lord, has the same blood type.

Bo: What about Natalie, then?

Troy: No. No, Natalie is a completely different blood type. Let me ask you something. Has Jessica ever been a candidate for a transplant? Plasma? Bone marrow? Even organ?

Bo: No. No, no. And not from Victor Lord. I mean, he was dead long before she was even born. So could it be something else?

Troy: It's tough to tell from these records, but, Bo, I want you to know -- these blood types, we're talking one in 100,000 here.

Bo: Thank you. That's really helpful. Thanks a lot. You know what? I really appreciate you doing all this on such short notice.

Troy: Well, you need anything else, you just give me a call.

Bo: I will. Thanks.

Troy: All right.

[outside Bo’s office]

Nora: I'm glad that you haven't left yet. I have something for you. Take it.

Troy: Nora, I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you.

Nora: Oh, please. Please don't.

Nora: Excuse me.

*~*

Bo: You know, Victor Lord was dead way before Jessica was even born. So as far as the blood typing, I can't see that having anything to do with Laurence.

Nora: Well, not yet, anyway. Oh, thank you.

Bo: Some connection. I mean, I don't -- is there anything in here?

Nora: I just gave it a cursory read. Nothing so far.

Bo: Well, the answer is somewhere in this room. For all we know, Natalie's life could be riding on it.

Nora: I think of Natalie alone with that creep --

Bo: We'll come up with something. You know, Nora, I saw you earlier with Troy.

Nora: Yeah, right.

Bo: I'm sorry. I was trying to get you out of here. You know what? I should have just told you --

Nora: It's ok, Bo. Ok? Forget it. I'm fine. Hey.

Bo: Hmm?

Nora: Hey, look at this, Bo.

Bo: You thinking what I'm thinking?

Nora: Was Viki at home when she called?

Bo: Let's go.

*~*

Bo: You're right, Viki, that's identical to the scarf that Jen was wearing when she was found.

Viki: Does this make any sense to either one of you? I am convinced that this is Mitch just trying to unnerve me, right? He's hoping that -- I don't know -- one of my alters will come back or something like that. But it's not going to happen, all right? I just have this weird, weird feeling. It's like my father is reaching out to me from beyond the grave. And I know that's impossible. This has to be Mitch manipulating me, right?

Bo: I'm not so sure.

Viki: Why?

Nora: Ok, we have a few disparate facts. First, we know that Mitch has a bottle of hair coloring -- blond.

Jessica: Well, it's obviously to change his appearance, right?

Viki: Is that what you think it is?

Nora: Also, we know that Jessica and Victor Lord share a very rare blood type.

Viki: Well, yes. I mean, I -- I actually knew that. Why is that important?

Bo: Well, there is something else, and it's the reason we came right over. Now, Victor Lord's body was removed from the morgue almost immediately after it was delivered there. I mean, within minutes.

Viki: Where'd they take him?

Nora: Well, to a private mortuary. But within minutes -- that's very unusual.

Viki: I'm -- what are you saying?

Bo: I know that this sounds really crazy, Viki, but what if it wasn't Victor Lord that was buried in that coffin?

*~*