Recap of Bones Season 6, Episode 13, “The Daredevil in the Mold”: Mr. Mustard and the Marrying Type
When last night’s episode, “The Daredevil in the Mold,” opened on Booth and Sweets at Founding Fathers discussing their plans to propose, we thought, “Finally, the answers we’ve been waiting for!” But alas, those didn’t come till the end of the show. Which means you have to wait until the end of this recap.
The murder case is an interesting one. And thank goodness, otherwise our thoughts would have kept wandering back to Hannah and whether or not she would agree to become Mrs. Seeley Booth. Speaking of Booth, how funny is he hungover? He’s always ready with hilarious one-liners, but in “The Daredevil in the Mold,” he’s cute and comical. Who would say no to that? Oops, getting ahead of ourselves.
So back to the sponge-like victim: Mr. Mustard (a.k.a. Mr. Moldy) is discovered on top of a roof, with no means of getting up there except by falling from the sky. Is that what killed him? Three mysteries for the price of one!
At the Jeffersonian, the perpetually pessimistic Colin Fisher (who is all Zen-like now thanks to some funky smelling tea and relaxing music) discovers that the dead guy has breaks on almost every bone in his body. Who is this guy, Hodgins wants to know — “The moldy crash test dummy”? According to Brennan and Cam he’s a moldy crash test dummy with 120 breaks. Throw in a bed bug — who apparently hitched a ride in the mold — and it’s even more of a mystery.
That is until Hodgins reveals that this particular type of bed bug, er make that bed “bunny” since Cam is eating, can be traced to a couple of motels in the area. One in particular has a mold problem and a theft problem. They dumped their moldy, bed bug-ridden mattresses on the curb, and a group of BMX riders took off with them. Eureka!
Armed with that new information Brennan and Booth head to a local skate park with Angela, who has reconstructed the victim’s skull and drawn up a loose sketch. At the park, they find BMX junkies and a slew of mattresses doubling as a soft landing for riders learning dangerous tricks. Unfortunately with the three of them all shouting FBI, no one wants to stop and talk to them. Go figure! That is until Brennan hops down into the bowl where the bikers are practicing and shoves the picture into a kid’s face as he tries to ride past. Why couldn’t she have been that aggressive when it came to getting Booth back?
The kid puts a name to the face: D-Rot. Apparently that was his nickname before he was found rotting on a rooftop. He was a local BMX rider who was trying to land a sponsor by videotaping himself doing crazy tricks. Another girl named Stacy overhears the conversation and fesses up to designing a ramp for D-Rot (aka Dustin Rottenberg) so he could jump from rooftop to rooftop. Okay, so that explains how he seemingly fell from the sky, but the markings on the rooftop reveal that he was dragged after falling. Someone had to have been up there with him. And it was probably the same person who snapped his neck, ultimately killing him. You can thank Fisher for that revelation, or the tea, but maybe just do it from a distance so you don’t catch a whiff.
On the other end of the Jeffersonian, Angela is playing with toys and calling it work. She determines that no matter the position the biker landed after the stunt, it wouldn’t have caused the internal decapitation. It had to have happened after the failed stunt. And according to Hodgins, who finds fragments lodged in the bone, it was glass he was struck with.
Angela meets with Stacy the ramp designer — probably to get her to model something for her new toys. It’s then that she finds out about another ramp — a bigger ramp. Her toys would be so jealous. This one would propel D-Rot onto a rooftop from the ground, but the speed required would mean a car would have to tow him. Well, that explains how he got on the roof, but how did he get glass splinters in his head? Fiberglass splinters, says Hodgins. The same kind a cast is constructed with. And since an arm would not have been forceful enough to cause a neck to snap, the victim would have to have been kicked.
Only one person had a cast on his leg at the skate park: the guy at the rental desk who claims not to have known the victim. Likely story. Turns out he was the one who towed D-Rot with his car, but when he didn’t see D-Rot get up from the stunt he went to investigate. And what do two guys do when a stunt goes wrong? Fight, obviously. All it took was one testosterone filled kick to the head and D-Rot was dead, accidentally of course. So, Mr. Mustard was killed on the roof with a cast. All those years of playing Clue finally pay off.
But even though the case is closed, the same isn’t true of the episode. The will he/won’t he is finally answered, and the answer is yes. Well, no. Yes, he proposes, but Hannah says no. (Insert trumpets playing here.) Booth pops the question in front of the Lincoln Memorial, ring and all, but Hannah “I’m not the marrying type” is apparently just in it for the fun. There’s nothing fun about watching Booth chuck that pricey rock into the Potomac and then drink away his single sorrows at Founding Fathers. And nothing funny about Bones showing up and Booth questioning her, “What is it with women who don’t want what I’m offering?” His ultimatum — stay and have a drink as his work partner, or leave and get reassigned to a new FBI guy — is also a downer, but what choice does Brennan have other than stick around and drink?
We’re ecstatic that Hannah is out of the picture, but something tells us it’s going to be a long time (we’re talking seasons long) before he is ready to move on after this. What do YOU think?
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