(Sheriff Andy has just been fried by a tensor field)
[moaning] Ouch! I don't think I like this job.
Eureka · Season 3
(Sheriff Andy has just been fried by a tensor field)
[moaning] Ouch! I don't think I like this job.
For the next 48 hours, they will try to push you to your limit. Physically, psychologically and emotionally.
Uh, but don't worry. We haven't had a death or psychotic break in, like, forever.
That's reassuring.
(Jo sneaks up behind Zane, covers his eyes, and kisses him)
Careful. My girlfriend might see you. (Moves Jo's hands) Oh, uh, hey, Jo. Awkward.
I will show you awkward. (kisses him again)
(pan to Fargo, who is watching the exchange)
You okay, Fargo?
Yeah! Just, uh, thinking...
About making out with Jo?
Hey, are you sure that Larry did this?
Well, he had motive, knowledge and, uh, opportunity. It's a trifecta.
But what exactly was his motive?
Well, isn't it obvious? To steal.
Yeah, but why?
Criminal mind's an enigma.
Okay, has everyone gone nuts?
(entering sheriff's office) That's what I'd like to know.
(distracted) Hi.
"Hi"? Uh, that's all you have to say?
Uh, what do you expect me to say?
"Sorry for getting wasted and making out with Fargo"?
Oooh, you made out with Fargo?
No! Okay you-
Aaah, kinda.
Jo?
Uh-oh.
Fargo!
You wanna dance? Let's dance! But just so you know, in high school, I took a semester of shoto-con!
(sighs) Fargo. I don't want to fight you. I'm worried about Jo.
Oh.
One second, she's acting normal, and then the next, she's kissing you.
Yeah, well maybe she's finally come to her senses?
You just talked to her, didn't she seem different to you?
Uh, well, she...kinda just asked me out.
And that didn't strike you as odd?
(Jo--in Julia's body--is locked up because no one believes she's actually Jo)
Zane! Thank God you're here.
Julia, right? Allison told me what you did to Jo.
No. She's Julia Golden. And I'm Jo.
Ah, psych ward. I'm Henry.
I can prove it. Ask me something personal that only Jo could know.
(slightly uncomfortable) Ah, pet peeves.
Small guns, big egos... and overly-critical boyfriends.
Um, boxers or briefs?
Me or you?
Funny. Me.
Boxers. Except on laundry day, which... by my count, would be tomorrow.
(still unconvinced) First date?
Sunday brunch at Cafe Diem. (Zane moves closer) I was nervous. You brought a rose. I wore a sundress. You said something smart... which made me feel dumb... But you made up for it on our second date.
(Zane moves as if to leave, then types a code into the door and enters the cell)
So... Does that mean I sounded dumb, or I made you feel smart?
A little bit of both.
And how'd the date end?
Let me give you a reminder. (kisses him)
That's my Josefina.
(hits him) Now get me out of here before I taser you for kissing another woman.
Yep, definitely Jo.
You had me at Halo.
(Jo has just been zapped back into her own skin)
Hey.
You had me worried there.
How do I look?
Perfect.
(Note: is in reference to a fight they had earlier in the episode, in which Zane stated no one was perfect)
If we can feel each other, how can we be dead? And, and why aren't there any other dead people around here besides us? Huh?
How do you know there aren't?
Hey! Calling all dead people! Club meeting in the rotunda! See?
You're smarter than you dress.
Yeah... What?
Red Sox fan?
How do you think I learned statistics?
That's the only math I ever passed.
Well, the only math regular people need.
I believe she just insulted you sheriff.
Ah, that's okay.
We were hoping you could help persuade them using your amiable Andy Griffith charm.
You know what? You have the unique ability to make a compliment sound insulting.
Who said that was a compliment?
[about the blob] Judging by it's size, it'll eat just about anything.
Did you just look at me when you said that?
No! No, no- I would- the ice cream. I was looking at the ice cream.
[about the blob] I should be able to handle a mindless eating machine.
[glaring] You looked at me again.
Oh, no. The- No, no, I was the... you're pretty.
Ooh, nice save.
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