Jo
(Referring to the Jennifer Walsh) Flack said she was looking at you like she wanted something else.
Flack is dead. He's dead.
Jo
Get over it, Mac Taylor. Look at me. You're a charming, sexy single man. There's no hiding from the ladies.
Jo
I think the word sexy makes you nervous. Speaking of crazy love, I got to go meet my kids for pizza.
(At the crime scene of Ron Ferguson)
Apparently, he and his partner, a guy named Phillip Roth, made a killing during the housing bubble.
Jo
Looks like the killing didn't stop there.
(About the 'Rocky Horror Picture Show')
They're still showing that thing?
Jo
Apparently so.
Jo
You didn't? Aw, Mac, you should. I think you'd love it. It ranks right up there with that eight-hour Reagan documentary you're always watching.
(After creating an internet profile page for Mac)
There we go, hours of social networking at your fingertips!
Great. I don't want a profile page.
Jo
Oh, it doesn't matter, that's the point. Someone else can build it for you.
Jo
Ok, I hope y'all are taking notes. First of all I could not stop thinking about these two pieces of violet flavored gum, because I couldn't wrap my head about how the wound up in Jimmy Fillbrook's mouth, and on Greg Barbera's satchel. So I went back to the schedule from the courier service that Greg worked for, and it turns out that his first pick up of the day was across from a little dinner in Chelsea, right around the corner from the Cragston Hotel.
Jo
Jimmy Fillbrook. And guess what the dinner has in a little dish next to the cash register.
Jo
Bingo. But there was something else that kept bugging me. Because Greg Barbera was a bike messenger, right? So why did he run from Scott Perfitto? Where on earth was his bike? So I went back and looked at the NYPD footage one more time. Look what I spotted at about 100 yards ahead of both of them.
Jo
Yes, but not just any bike. It matches the exact description supplied to us by the courier service that Greg worked for. And look whats hanging from the handle bars.
A chain saw. Could've been used to cut down the fallen tree outside of Scott Perfitto's apartment, right?
Greg probably locked up his bike.
Greg's bike was stolen so he had to run from Perfitto on foot.
Which caused him to fall down the steps.
Jo
and due to Greg's untimely death he wasn't able to deliver this.
Doug Kramer. That's the name of the building and safety official who was supposed to accept the bribe from Jimmy Fillbrook.
Jo
For fifteen grand.
But since he didn't get it, he ruled to condemn the Cragston Hotel at the B&S meeting.
Jo
Yes, which we all know drove our supper, Toby Delafont, to our murderous rage.
He attacked Fillbrook in the park, leaving him for dead.
Right. And then Fillbrook wondered further into the woods, right into the path of Nicholas Bristow's arrow.
That's the craziest thing I've ever heard but it actually makes sense.
One crime leads to another.
Jo
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is known as the Ripple Effect.
Mac (to Jo): Who do you see in this picture?
Jo
You, me, Sheldon, Danny, Lindsay.
Jo
Three. They were assigned to the scene.
The only people taking crime scene photos were Danny and Hawkes. We're all in the picture, including the techs... so who took that picture?
Jo: You're thinking the killer, and this photo was a message.
Someone who could get access to our cell phones and send us that photo, someone who wouldn't look out of place at the crime scene, who could gain entry to the evidence, someone who's playing "catch me if you can." Not only was our victim part of the crime lab, I'm thinking so was our killer.
Jo
This is personal for Mac, Adam. He's not gonna treat anyone with kid gloves.
Well, it's personal for me, too. More than anybody in this room, I spend the most time with the lab techs. I-I started where they did. They don't want to be treated with kid gloves. They just want to be treated with respect. Look, Jessica, um... she's not just another girl in a white lab coat. Okay? She was a friend.
We could build a profile, you know... a woman, size seven shoe, six one.
We're off to a really bad start there, buddy. Not one of our suspects fits that profile. None are that tall.
JLJo and Lindsay
(Looking at each other) High heels.