Back at the lab, Delko wanders by, and Horatio asks him how it's coming on the black boxes. Delko replies that he's about to head back out; he merely came back to dose up on antibiotics first. I imagine this job plays merry hell with his intestinal microflora. Horatio stresses the importance of the black box and dismisses Delko so that Speedle can come in for his audience with the Caine. Speedle's been dealing with the pilot's widow, which is just what he needs after having gotten all verklempt over the guy's wallet earlier. We learn from Speedle, "The thing is, boss, she kept going on about Sommer and all his top brass screwing over the rank and file. You want to know why they were going to D.C.?" Horatio already knows: "They were being investigated by the Securities and Exchange Commission, weren't they?" Speedle shifts awkwardly, probably wondering why he bothers since Horatio apparently has all the answers already. Horatio, producing a wad of subpoenas for Sommer and his chief financial officers, does nothing to dispel that impression. Speedle strikes a blow for the working class: "Company fails, the management bails." Horatio's even anticipating him here: "And sails into retirement on a golden parachute with a big, fat severance package, right?" Speedle, whose 401(k) was evidently tied up in Tyco, WorldCom, ImClone, and Enron, says, "Yeah, and Joe Cubicle gets a pink slip and a frozen pension plan." Horatio attempts to placate Speedle by consoling him with SEC imagery, but before the magic's complete, Calleigh comes in and shares the news that the bayonet pins were shot and the plane door opened mid-flight. We flash to the pins rattling through their holes, then the door flying open and Christina flying out, one shoe whipping off her foot as she falls backward, screaming. To quote Speedle, "That explains how our victim ended up five miles from the crash." Horatio wonders if there was sabotage; Speedle's off and running with, "Company's in trouble, lot of employees ticked off at the boss..." Calleigh picks it up: "Exit door pins were tampered with, most likely by someone who knew their way around a jet aircraft." Horatio intones, "Means, motive, all they needed was an opportunity. Let's find out who worked on that plane."