Patrick Jane: [to Aunt Jodie as she's smoking] Every time you breathe that breath of putrid smoke, remember this: this is a fat rich tobacco executive thinking what a fool you are every time you breathe that smoke. Laughing at you, with his fat jowels wobbing with glee. Do you see him?
[Aunt Jodie nods]
Patrick Jane: [Findng Trina's treehouse] What do you know, huh? I wonder why you doubt me, Lisbon.
Patrick Jane: Trina, you there?
Teresa Lisbon: Sweetie, it's all right. We're with the CBI.
Patrick Jane: I know it sounds made up, but we-we have a website and everything.
Aunt Jodie: [to Lisbon about Jane] What is he doing? Could you please control your man?
Patrick Jane: Oh believe me, she's tried.
Marshal Gorman: [after Jane bets he can find the location in less than a minute] Wicked good job, if you're right.
Patrick Jane: Thanks.
Marshal Gorman: But I'm not paying up until the guy's in cuffs.
Patrick Jane: Well, just so you know, I prefer cash.
Patrick Jane: It was self-defense.
Teresa Lisbon: Exactly, and if it was self-defense, she'll be acquitted.
Patrick Jane: Oh, and the courts never get it wrong. The system never chews people up.
Teresa Lisbon: We *are* the system, Jane. We get it right most of the time.
Patrick Jane: Shine your flashlight up into the trees.
Teresa Lisbon: Why?
Patrick Jane: Because I like the effect it has on the leaves.
LaRoche.: I need assistance with my investigation into his murder. I need someone... trustworthy.
Grace Van Pelt: "Assistance?" You have a whole unit.
LaRoche.: I need you.
Grace Van Pelt: Me? Do you have suspect?... Is it someone I work with?
LaRoche.: We'll discuss the specifics at a later point. But essentially, all you have to do is keep your eyes open, and at a later point you might be asked to wear a wire.
Teresa Lisbon: We'll protect her.
Aunt Jodie: Like you protected her father?
Patrick Jane: Go ahead, tell your aunt.
Trina: It's my dad who died, not yours.
Aunt Jodie: Trina...
Trina: You won't let me do this, I'll never forgive you. I swear!
LaRoche.: [to Van Pelt] A killer works in the CBI. You pass each other in the halls. You share information. You might well put your life into this person's hands. I find it bothersome that you seem fine with that.
Grace Van Pelt: I thought you heard my news already. And I really wanted to tell you myself.
[Van Pelt sighs]
Grace Van Pelt: Craig asked me to marry him and I said yes.
[Van Pelt shows Rigsby her engagement ring]
Wayne Rigsby: That's... wonderful, Grace.
[Rigsby hugs Van Pelt]
Wayne Rigsby: That's terrific news. He's a great guy.