Kimball Cho: I don't want to talk about your feelings.Wayne Rigsby: Good, neither do I.
Patrick Jane: Life is a million to one. The universe is one big coincidence. Cosmically improbable coincidences happen all the time. We just don't notice them all.Kimball Cho: Or she's a witch.
Patrick Jane: You're going to meet me tonight at eight o'clock.Bret Stiles: Patrick...Patrick Jane: No, you listen to me. You're gonna meet me tonight at eight o'clock or I'm gonna come back here, and when I do, you will need more than these walls to keep you safe.Bret Stiles: Threats? That's so out of character.Patrick Jane: I mean every word of it.Bret Stiles: Yes, I believe you do. But you see, Patrick, a dying man does not fear death.Patrick Jane: Oh, please. This charade might work on your disciples. It doesn't work on me.Bret Stiles: You think too highly of me. Unfortunately, it's not a charade.Patrick Jane: How long have you got?Bret Stiles: It's spread to the blood. There's nothing they can do. I don't know... two weeks, a month. You see, it's not personal. It's just that my time now is very precious.Patrick Jane: I'm still gonna need you tonight.Bret Stiles: For god's sake, why? What's so damned important?Patrick Jane: Red John. I'm close. Closer than I've ever been.
Grace Van Pelt: Did you love me?Craig O'Laughlin: Of course I loved you.Grace Van Pelt: Then why did you try to kill me?Craig O'Laughlin: Look, I had to make a choice between you and Red John. We all have to make hard choices, Grace. Doesn't make me evil.Grace Van Pelt: It kinda does.Craig O'Laughlin: Grace.Grace Van Pelt: I was just too stupid to see it.Craig O'Laughlin: Oh, no, you saw it.Grace Van Pelt: No, I didn't.Craig O'Laughlin: Not all of it. But you knew there was something. Something a little dangerous under the nice guy stuff. You kind of liked it. You can't open your eyes a little bit, Grace. You got to open them all the way if you want to see the truth of things.Grace Van Pelt: What are you talking about? Why are you doing this to me?Craig O'Laughlin: How should I know? I'm just a figment of your imagination.
