[Lisbon and Jane hiding in a kitchen]
Jane: [whispers] This isn't going to work unless you're quiet.
Lisbon: [whispers] I can't keep quiet. My legs are asleep. [squirms]
Jane: What do you mean your legs are asleep? Lets don't sleep. That's absurd. Don't say that.

[Lisbon and Rigsby are looking for a suspect at a nightclub]
Club Doorman: You, little miss fierce, can come in. Lose the backup dancer. He's too, too butch.
[Lisbon shows him her badge]
Lisbon: Get lost, fluffy.

[Lisbon asked why he did not tell her about his hunch]
Jane: If I told you about every hunch, you would get very irritated.

[Lisbon is in therapy]
Dr. Carmen: Do you know why counselling is mandatory for CBI agents who've been involved in a shooting?
Lisbon: Because nobody would come if it was voluntary?

[Lisbon is in therapy]
Lisbon: I didn't even pull the trigger on Tanner, Jane did. You signed off on him after one session.
Dr. Carmen: He has good mental health.
Lisbon: Now I want to see your license to practice.

[Lisbon is on the phone with Jane and she has just realized that she's alone in a cabin with the killer]
Lisbon: Okay. Good. Listen, tell Rigsby, Teresa needs his help. [Jane gets her message and looks worried] Me? I'm at the Eagle Pine Lodge off Route 6.
Jane: Okay.
[Lisbon puts her phone in her pocket but doesn't hang up so Jane can still hear everything. She turns to face the killer and starts to reach for her weapon]
Lisbon: Kyle, let's stay calm and think this through.
Kyle: Think what through?
Lisbon: I really don't wanna shoot you, but I do have to take you into custody for killing Kara Palmer. What are we gonna do about that?

[Lisbon nudges Jane, who is lying on the CBI couch, hard]
Jane: What?
Lisbon: You know damn well what. You assaulted a man.
Jane: I just tweaked him on the nose.
Lisbon: Technically, that's assault.
Jane: Technically, he's an ass. He deserved it.

[Lisbon walks in just after a wife shoots her husband for murdering their daughter while Jane was alone with them]
Jane: Honestly, it's not as bad as it looks.

[One of the students has gone missing]
Lisbon: We should start looking in the woods around the school.
Jane: Oh, that sounds horribly tedious. Shout if you need me.
Lisbon: Go ahead, relax. Enjoy yourself. God forbid you should do anything tedious.

[Reading note slid under Jane's hotel room door]
Red John's Note: Greetings old friend, it's been a while. I hope you are keeping well. I am thriving and happy. I have 12 wives now and will soon begin courting number 13. Why can't you catch me? You must feel so powerless and stupid and sad. Oh well. All the best. Red John.

[Rigsby is looking at a lipstick which is part of the evidence]
Cho: If you're thinking of trying that on, don't. Not your shade.

[Rigsby pretends that he doesn't remember kissing Grace when he was hypnotized]
Jane: Coward.
Rigsby: What?
Jane: You honestly don't remember it?
Rigsby: Don't remember what?
Cho: He remembers.
Lisbon: He so remembers.
Rigsby: What?
Jane: It'll come to you.

[shows Jane the face Red John drew in Jane's daughter's room, which causes his memory to return]
Lisbon: I'm sorry.

[staring into Raquel's eyes]
Jane: Raquel, look at me. Before you fall asleep tonight while you're lying in your bed relaxing and slowly drifting off into sleep... I want you to think of me. Think of me and imagine that you can fly. Imagine that you're weightless. You can float gently into the air if you want to. Safe, and calm, and serene. You can fly away and leave all your burdens and worries and fears behind you. [pauses] Imagine that. What a nice feeling it is. Next time you see me, [taps Raquel gently on the knee] when I say hello you'll remember that good feeling and you will want to tell me the truth. Because when you do tell the truth, you feel that a heavy weight has been lifted from your shoulders. I'll say hello and you will feel as light as a feather... as if you are floating on air. [leans back with a smile on face] Why don't you sit here a moment and think about that before you go back to work?
Raquel: Whatever. [turns to Cho] Your friend's crazy. Can I go now?
Cho: Yes.
Jane: [looking at Cho] It worked on the chicken.

[Talking about a suspect]
Jane: Oh, let him go.
Lisbon: Let him go?
Cho: What for?
Rigsby: We had to fight to catch him.
Jane: Oh, you're such policemen. Yes, let him go.