Congratulations, by the way.
Thank you. For what?
You killed Red John.
Oh, that. Yes.
What was that like?
Not as satisfying as you might think.
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Congratulations, by the way.
Thank you. For what?
You killed Red John.
Oh, that. Yes.
What was that like?
Not as satisfying as you might think.
Disappointing, Lisbon. I thought you might push back a little. The guy called me a circus act.
Hey, the man is grieving. You push back.
Okay, I will.
[stops him by placing her hand on his chest] Don't you dare.
You said that I could.
I take it back.
[speaking of his girlfriend] The woman worships me. Would you like to find out why?
No, thanks.
Are you sure?
Tempting, really, but I shot and killed my last boyfriend. I'm not ready for a relationship yet.
Okay. Raincheck.
Okay, who has Chinese food for breakfast?
Chinese people and me. Okay, interrogation time. Agent Rigsby, do you consider yourself an expert on motorcycle gangs?
Yes.
No, don't say yes. Say yes. You want to project confidence and the jury's going to believe you.
Yes, ma'am. [leans in and gives Sarah a kiss]
Stop trying to distract me, and does this expertise, in fact, come from years of close contact with a criminal element in your own family?
Hey.
Don't say hey, just answer the question.
No, it doesn't.
Isn't it true your father, Steven Rigsby, was a member of the Iron Gods motorcycle gang and a convicted felon?
Yes.
So wouldn't it be fair to say that everything you learned you know from your father the felon? Babe, I know it's touchy, but if you wait too long to answer --
Okay. That's enough. Thanks for your help. Gotta get to court.
Wayne.
Seriously, that was a big help. Thank you. [walks away]
Hey.
All good?
Yeah. Doc seemed like a changed man.
He's had a perspective few of us ever get. It's energizing, I'd expect.
Would you want that? To hear what people say about you when you're dead?
When I am dead they can burn me in effigy or build a statue or forget about me completely. I couldn't care less.
You don't mean that. Everybody wants to be remembered.
Childish vanity.
I want to be remembered.
And you shall be; fondly, but you won't care about it because when you're dead you're dead, and until then, [a waiter sets down a hot fudge sundae between them] there's ice cream.
So good.
The truth hurts, I know. It's biologically based actually. Our brains process sound faster than they do light, but light moves faster than sound. So the brain is constantly shifting reality so the world syncs up.
What does that have to do with anything?
This. Only when someone is standing 30 yards away do we see and hear the world exactly as it is. That's when your brain, sound and light are all in perfect harmony.
So?
The rest of the time we are living in a world of lies. Lies are what make the world make sense. Ergo, the truth hurts.
Jane? How are you feeling?
Excellent, I think.
It's good to see you breathing.
It's good to see you period.
We are doing everything we can to find your attacker. You didn't happen to see a face, did you?
No... Not that I can remember.
What's the last thing you do remember?
[He makes her come closer.]Are we sleeping together?
Excuse me?! [backs off quickly.]
Well, you're a cop, that's obvious. But you're not judging me like a suspect, and I can't see any other reason for a police officer to come to my bed side [laughs], unless we're sleeping together.
You don't ... know who I am.
Please don't take it personnaly, I'm sure you're quite memorable. I just... I've been through a lot, apparently.
No. We are not sleeping together.
We're working toward it, right? So I haven't missed anything. [She looks lost.] So, what's your name?
[smiles] Are you putting me on?
I wish I was.
I'm Teresa Lisbon, I'm with the CBI. I'm a homicide detective. You're my consultant.
I catch bad guys, well that sounds like fun! I always wanted to put my psychic gifts against criminals.
You're not... a psychic.
Is anything coming back to you?
Kids prefer cheese over fried green spinach.
[laughs] Come again?
It's an acronym for the seven levels of taxonomy: kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus, species.
Impressive.
I can also name the geological time periods, the worlds longest rivers by size, and the complete works of Shakespeare in chronological order.
So the memory palace is intact?
I told you about the memory palace?
We're friends.
This is my fault. I'm the one he conned. I should know better.
So should I. I'm the one who got him out of the hospital. We were all marks today.
Not me. What? He didn't con me.
Only because he wants to have a date with you.
[smiles] Really?
Don't take this the wrong way, but the death of Jane's family made him a better person.
That person was always inside of him. The murder just brought it out.
[shows Jane the face Red John drew in Jane's daughter's room, which causes his memory to return]
I'm sorry.
Okay. Your armed robber - desperate amateur. Why work alone? Because he doesn't know any other criminals. The lucha libre mask projects the correct attitude, but look - look what he is wearing. Khakis and a fitted sweater.
Jane—
No wonder the guard tried to shoot him. The closest a man should ever come to touching a fitted sweater is helping a woman out of one.
[Y]ou're still good at sussing out guilty parties.
Huh. How do I do that, exactly?
Ah, it's hard to say. Causing trouble, mostly.
Well, in that case, Wayne, what's the best way in with the luscious redhead?
Van Pelt?
Well, clearly you two had a thing, and she dumped you, but maybe you can share a tip on how to open the cookie jar, you know? Get some, uh... tasty ginger snaps?
You want a tip? Back off.
We both cheated death! That's remarkable. We should get T-shirts made up!
[Lisbon and Van Pelt confront Jane at the bar where he has been performing "psychic" readings]
You said at the hospital you were dying to help. This is NOT helping.
I am. I'm investigating. I felt bad about the fish stunt I pulled on these boys, so, uh, I decided to take the B shift out for a night on the town, you know, get to know 'em, make sure they're all innocent of murder.
Are they?
They're the best of the best! [Jane toasts the firefighters]
Yeah! You're the man, Paddy! [they toast him back]
Thank you! Cheers!
Cheers. [to Lisbon and Van Pelt] Oh, by the way, he got the last round. Could you thank him for me?
[with a strained laugh] We're going back to the hospital now.
I'm gonna take a rain check on that. I got another show later. You should stick around. I'm best with the late crowd.
Are you gonna make me call backup to get you out of this bar? Because I will do that, "Paddy."
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