I had a daughter named Charlotte.
No. No you don't. Who put you up to this? Red John?
Red John, Red John, Red John. I'm so over Red John!
You are not my daughter. My daughter was murdered. I found her body.
You are safe, you are loved and you are wise.
Who told you those words?
You did. Every night when you tucked me in the bed.
What happened to you? I've been dead for ten years and you're still stuck in neutral. You have no life, just this endless obsession. Red John, Red John. Mom would not be happy.
Well, my relationship with your mother is... it's my business. Show a little respect.
Hello? I'm a figment of your imagination. Show yourself some respect.
This is what I've missing out? All these years? When you're gonna go to college again?
Look at you, you can't even be real with someone who doesn't even exist. Does anyone know who you are?
[Jane gets into his car to realise Charlotte is there]
You really shouldn't be driving. And you especially should not be driving an ambulance.
[looks around to see that he's actually in an ambulance] Well that was some strong tea...[sees Lisbon approaching] Oh-oh.
Now you're stealing an ambulance!
No! I'm just admiring the interior. Wicked GPS. How much you think one of these rigs goes for?
I need to go back to the crime scene.
What's her story? She have a boyfriend?
I was talking to the hallucination.
When I was in the victim's kitchen I made a break through in the case. At least I thought I did. That's about when the wacky tea kicked in.
Fine, I will have Van Pelt come down here with crime scene photos.
Not the same, I have to be there. Hallucinations are part of the subconscious, mine could be clues.
We'll go when you're lucid!
When I'm lucid I could forget everything. But right now, let me tell you, right now my visions are very very real.
In other words, you wanna use drugs to solve a case.
Some great minds did their best work on hallucinogens.
Now you have a great mind?
Oh you're funny. Double act, huh?
Teresa, you can call me Patrick. Drugs is not the path I would choose, but it's been chosen for me, so I must stay the course. Please, I implore you, take me back to the crime scene.
Last thing I remember was admiring this beautiful butterfly right here.
Real, I think. Then I heard a bang in that pot there on the stove.
Yeah, just like that. But my rabbit was real with a diamond necklace.
That is some hallucinogen.
She's kinda cute. Have you guys ever..?
I liked the other workshop better.
This is dull. Why do you work for the CBI anyway?
You know why. To catch Red John.
What does that mean? "Okay. Whatever."?
Well to be honest your obsession is a little creepy and weird, you know.
What? I do it all for you. And your mom.
Yeah. I hate to be the one who breaks it to you dad, but... there's nothing that you can do for us. We don't give a damn what happens to Red John. I mean, we're dead. Gone. You need to start dealing with that.
I deal with that every day.
Maybe that's the problem.