[to Tamzin] Unfortunately it seems that one of your friends helped your magic along with a blunt instrument. In which case, you're as unmagically guilty as they are.
S1 E12Red Rum
I chose to resign.
With a promise to take anger management class.
Forty-six hours worth. Bored the rage right out of me.
[holding a bag of carrots] What is this?
That is healthy and nutritious snacking.
I'm gonna die.
[while talking to Cody's parents] I have a question. It's always bothered me. Why do they call it football? People don't really use their feet much, do they?
Look, a goat. Goats are signs of Satan.
So petting zoos are, like, gateways to hell?
Pretty much.
If a friend of mine had done this, they wouldn't have pointed the police right to me with a pentacle and flame. No, Cody's murder was staged to look like wicca. Any fool in this town would think of it. It's obvious misdirection. There's a witch in town. Duh.
A witch that put a killing spell on the boy in question.
Exactly. It's perfect.
How can you be so cold?
Practice.
[To Grace on the phone] Things are getting weird, we're off to see a witch.
S1 E13Paint it Red
Horrible job you found for yourself, Kathryn. Helping a greedy egotist snatch up beautiful things he has no ability to appreciate.
[to Arlov] Most successful criminal bosses show a similar profile. Sadistic, violent, but also highly methodical, they're psychologically astute.
Are you mad?
No, just kidding. It's just a prop to get me into the room. I am aware that you have the real painting.
Really? You are aware, and how are you aware of this?
I guessed. Confirmed by the predatory smile on your face when you asked me about it just then. You enjoy trapping people in nets of their own making, don't you?
Is that an M-16 or a Kalashnikov?
[to Kathryn] Son of a bitch. There's a machine gun in my painting. How in the hell could you not notice that?
[talking about the painting] $50,000,000, right there.
It's about $10,000 right there. It's a fake.
The hell it is.
Fake as a $6 bill.
[talking about the painting] May I borrow it for a while?
I don't know about that. How do I know I'm going to get it back?
Let me put it another way. Lend it to me, or Agent Van Pelt here will take you and the painting back to Sacramento and keep you there and ask you mind-numbing questions for hours on end.
[talking about Harry] What was his previous employment?
He was a musician. Jazz guitarist.
Yes. How did you know that?
I looked at his fingers. Guitarist fingers. Jazz with a flamenco edge, judging by the ridge on his thumb.
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