The Mentalist quotes

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All Seasons
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Cho: Face the wall. Put your hands on your head.
Moskev: Who are you guys?
Rigsby: Remember the badge? C.B.I.
Moskev: What the hell is that?
Cho: California Bureau of Investigation.
Moskev: What the hell is that?
Rigsby: We're like the F.B.I., only more conveniently located.

Cho: Hey, do you wanna go to work or do you wanna play nurse with King Tut?
Grace: Work. Definitely work.

Cho: How did you kill Nelson?
Howie: Poison.
Cho: What kind of poison did you use?
Howie: Wouldn't you like to know.
Cho: I do know, I'm wondering if you do.
Howie: Do you realize that the real rulers of this planet are insects?

Cho: How is he?
Lisbon: Guess what, he's a bad patient.
Cho: Who would've thought.
Jane: I'm not a bad patient. She's a bad visitor.

Cho: Judge's clerk says we won't get a search warrant for Scarlett's safe until tomorrow morning, then we'll go in and tear the place apart. [Rigsby gives him a look to remind him that Asra is present] Oh, sorry.
Rigsby: You didn't hear that, it's confidential.
Mandy: Confidential? Oh, of course.
Rigsby: Now seriously, don't tell anyone. Okay?
Mandy: I understand. May I leave now?
Rigsby: Yeah, 'course.
[Asra leaves]
Rigsby: [walks over to Cho] Not bad. Delivery's a little wooden.
Cho: Wooden? Me? Yeah, and you're Marlon Brando.

Cho: Let's do this right. Go in too quickly, someone will get hurt.
Presiado: This is real police work, sonny, people get hurt. Go push some paper.

Cho: Look, a goat. Goats are signs of Satan.
Lisbon: So petting zoos are, like, gateways to hell?
Cho: Pretty much.

Cho: Man, I thought you were going to have her cast a spell, find the murder weapon.
Jane: Oh, spell's already cast.
Cho: When did she cast it?
Jane: She didn't. I did.
Cho: You can cast spells?
Jane: Cho, there's no such thing as spells.
Cho: I know that.

Cho: Talked to Van Pelt recently?
Rigsby: Yep.
Cho: Any progress?
Rigsby: Nope.

Cho: They think you killed their mother.
Jeremy: Well, they don't know anything about me. I loved her.
Lisbon: Of course you did. That's why you gave Rosemary's necklace to your hot new girlfriend.
Jeremy: Well, it's no good to Rosemary, is it? So shoot me, I'm a pragmatist.
Lisbon: That's a good word.

Cho: This is my fault. I'm the one he conned. I should know better.
Lisbon: So should I. I'm the one who got him out of the hospital. We were all marks today.
Van Pelt: Not me. What? He didn't con me.
Rigsby: Only because he wants to have a date with you.
Van Pelt: [smiles] Really?
Cho: Don't take this the wrong way, but the death of Jane's family made him a better person.
Lisbon: That person was always inside of him. The murder just brought it out.

Cho: When did you first meet Paul Fricke?
Woman: At a wine tasting event a friend was throwing.
Cho: And how long were you and he romantically involved?
Woman: Um, three, maybe four hours.

Cho: Where are you going?
Jane: Baseball academy I was thinking. Don't we have the Silvas thing?
Lisbon: Rigsby and Van Pelt are talking to the theater manager now.
Jane: Why? No, no. Wasn't her. Murder weapon was a baseball bat. Baseball bat. Baseball academy. Common sense.
Lisbon: Do you know who the killer is?
Jane: What do you think?
Lisbon: I think you said 'what do you think?' to make me think you do so I'll go with you, but really you don't.
Jane: [chuckles] Cho?
Cho: Baseball bat. Baseball academy. That's not common sense.
Jane: Great. We'll all go.

Cho: Why did you give her my name? She said I was going to kneel before the Lord of Beasts. What does that even mean?
Jane: Oh, come on, you're not telling me you believe she's an actual witch?
Cho: No, of course not. But, I mean if dark forces did exist, stands to reason that there could be people who control them for their own ends.
Jane: They're called investment bankers.

Cho: Yeah, the door was open.
Rigsby: Uh, no, it wasn't.
Jane: AHA! Of course.
Cho: What?
Jane: Rigsby, you're right. You shouldn't be here. Let us take this. You go find the nearest library.
Rigsby: Why?
Jane: Your punishment for being a wuss is I'm not gonna tell you.
Rigsby: Oh, come on.
Jane: Nope, I'm not gonna tell you.