Wayne Rigsby: I need to talk to you about a murder investigation I'm working on.
Steve Rigsby: Keep walking, pig. I got nothing for you.
[Steve walks away]
Wayne Rigsby: Hello, dad. Nice to see you too.
Wayne Rigsby: You working?
Steve Rigsby: I get by.
Wayne Rigsby: Smuggling cigarettes? Dealing with meth again?
Steve Rigsby: My own flesh and blood - a lousy cop. Makes me want to puke.
Wayne Rigsby: I just don't wanna see you back in jail. That's all.
Steve Rigsby: You always were a self-righteous bastard. That comes from your mom's side of the family. No matter how many times I straighted you out, I never could fix you of that. It's in the blood, I guess.
Kimball Cho: Did the inmates know what Walton was doing?
C.O. Earls: The inmates know everything - more than me.
Teresa Lisbon: I know about your dad. I'm your boss. Steven Robert Rigsby - convicted of manslaughter, assault, drug dealing. Your father was on the list, wasn't he?
Wayne Rigsby: I checked out his alibi. No special treatment. If you want to send someone else...
Teresa Lisbon: I trust you, Rigsby. However, if you *ever* come into contact with your father on a case, next time you bring somebody with you.
Wayne Rigsby: Yeah, okay.
Teresa Lisbon: We need a new angle.
[Rigsby shifts his weight uncomfortably]
Teresa Lisbon: What is it?
Wayne Rigsby: There is... one angle I could try.
Steve Rigsby: [Cut to Steve Rigsby's house] Well, I thought you'd be back.
[Steve notices Van Pelt]
Steve Rigsby: But I didn't think you'd bring a gift.
C.O. Earls: We're guards not Supermen. Having a shark like Lansdale in the tank keeps all these guys in line.
Patrick Jane: He does your job for you. That's nice. So you disapproved of Walton going after Lansdale?
C.O. Earls: I didn't have any knowledge of that. Walton's agenda. That would be supposition.
Wayne Rigsby: You know that game kids play: "My dad can beat up your dad?" No one ever played that with me.
Steve Rigsby: [Steve's holding a knife to Andy's throat] Seems Andy over here was a little mad over the last time we crossed paths. Wanted to fist fight. Only I don't do fist fights. They're a waste of time. Right, Andy?
Andy: Le me go. Please?
Wayne Rigsby: Just put the knife down. Let me handle this.
Steve Rigsby: The Hell with that!
Wayne Rigsby: Dad, nobody needs to get cut, and nobody needs to get shot. Just put... the knife... down.
Patrick Jane: I get it. I've been down. Snitches get stitches.
Nick Monaco: See now that's a popular misconception. The stitches are for the living.
Patrick Jane: Got it.
Grace Van Pelt: [after Rigsby gets Corwin to exit the Meth House by blocking the smoke stack] Pretty good trick.
Wayne Rigsby: Yep. Always worked on my dad.
Wayne Rigsby: You used me.
Steve Rigsby: Hey, what's family for?... You know, I think your mom would be...
Wayne Rigsby: Don't talk about my mom! Shut up! You shut up!
Wayne Rigsby: Wait, there's one more thing: I'm sorry but I'm not going to be at your wedding.
Grace Van Pelt: Oh?
[Van Pelt sighs]
Grace Van Pelt: That's too bad. You have something else planned for that day?
Wayne Rigsby: No,you see the problem is: I'm still in love with you.
Grace Van Pelt: You can't...
Wayne Rigsby: Hold on. I'm not trying to win you back. You're marrying a good man. That's not gonna change. But neither am I. This whole thing where we pretend we're just friends, it doesn't work. I don't know what will work. But I know one thing: I can't watch you marry another man. You have a good day, and a good life.
Patrick Jane: Memory is unreliable because the untrained brain has a crappy filing system. It takes everything that happens to you and throws it all willy-nilly into a big, dark closet. When you go in there looking for something, all you can find are the big, obvious things like when your mom died, or stuff that you don't really need, stuff that you're not looking for, like the words to "Copacabana." You can't find what you need. But don't panic, because it is still there.