Grace Van Pelt: I thought you heard my news already. And I really wanted to tell you myself.Grace Van Pelt: Craig asked me to marry him and I said yes.Wayne Rigsby: That's... wonderful, Grace.Wayne Rigsby: That's terrific news. He's a great guy.
Patrick Jane: Smells of juniper.Kimball Cho: Cologne?Patrick Jane: Uh... I don't... no, more like... cheap gin. Drunken out of necessity, not pleasure. So he drank alone, he let the killer in. He knew him, or her. They argued...Deb Granger: How'd you know they argued?Patrick Jane: Well, he is dead.Deb Granger: What did they argue about?Patrick Jane: Well, I don't know. What do people argue about? Money? Power? Love? Jealousy?Deb Granger: Revenge. Sorry, I shouldn't do that.Patrick Jane: No, jump right in. This is a murder. It's exciting.
Michael Ridley: You've misjudged me. I've done nothing wrong.Patrick Jane: You truly believe that, don't you?Michael Ridley: Of course I do.Patrick Jane: It's just business to you, all these women dead. It's just numbers on a spreadsheet, figures on your bottom line.Michael Ridley: First of all, I didn't kill anyone. But perhaps the man who did wasn't solely concerned with money. Perhaps he had a greater cause in mind. Perhaps the lives of these women were taken so that the lives of important men could be spared, scientists, leaders, philanthropists, people who shape the world.Patrick Jane: I'm not sure how I'm supposed to react to that.Michael Ridley: Oh, come on. It's just us. If anyone could understand that perspective, it's you.Patrick Jane: Well, you're right. I've worked with psychopaths and monsters for years, so, yes, I do understand your perspective... very well.
Kimball Cho: Welcome to the future.Luther Wainwright: They promised us jet packs and gave us compromised investigations.
