All language subtitles for The.Mentalist.S01E23.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-ViSUM

[theme music]

Anyplace. The suspect
can leave the body anyplace

and they dump it
on the only state land

within hundred miles of here,
making it ours. Great.

Why is that a bad thing?

Oh, come on.
You saw the body.

- 'It's a coincidence.'
- 'Nah.'

- Jane taught me one thing..
- Hi. What do we got?

The, uh, victim's name is
Emma Plaskett, 19, local girl.

First responder knew her
from high school.

Lives at home
with her parents

has an older brother
and a twin sister, Maya

who went missing
at the same time.

Their car was found abandoned
last night on the roadside

ten miles north of here.

Who's coordinating
the local search?

Sheriff Hardy here is
in charge.

Ed Hardy. Good to meet you.

Lisbon. Patrick Jane.
This is Van Pelt.

Well, we called in
all our people

'our sole priority is finding
the missing twin sister.'

Lisbon.

Look.

- Oh, damn.
- Yeah.

- No, it-it's a coincidence.
- That's what I said.

No. No such thing
as a coincidence, not with him.

What are you all
talking about? Who's him?

Red John. He's a serial killer.
This is his style of cutting.

- Look at the toenails.
- Yeah, I see them.

Painted in her own blood,
just like my wife.

This is Red John, and he wants
to make sure I was on this case.

It's strange,
I'll give you that

but you're jumping
to conclusions. Okay?

There's no way
we can know for sure..

[airplane whirring]

[Patrick]
'What the hell!'

[Teresa]
'Oh, my God.'

[dramatic music]

[theme music]

[birds chirping]

Man, this nicotine gum is
like chewing on a tire.

What do we know about
the family?

Old money. Mr. Plaskett's
an architect, mom's a sculptor.

There's been Plasketts
in this county

since before
there was a county

which means something
to people around here.

Been here ten years.
I'm still the new guy.

[Mrs. Plaskett]
'Have you found Maya?
Is she alright?'

Where is she?

We don't know as of yet,
but every effort is being--

- Where is she?
- They don't know where she is.

We have to let them
do their job.

Uh, can we take a look
at your girls' bedrooms?

Yes, of course.

- Thank you.
- Come on, Mrs. Plaskett.

Here it is.

We, uh..

we tried having them sleep
in separate bedrooms

but it never took.

They preferred being together.

In your professional judgment

do you think that Maya
is dead also?

[Patrick]
'Yes.'

We keep an open mind.
We're assuming that she's alive.

'There's always hope.'

[Patrick]
'Not much.'

[Mr. Plaskett]
'I see.'

Well, thank you
for your candor.

Mr. Plaskett?

Perhaps your wife needs you
to be with her right now.

Yes, of course.

Why so cruel?

Statistically,
it's dad that did it.

Well, since when do you care
about statistics?

I just wanted
to raise his pulse a little.

Hold on.
This is a Red John case.

'The cutting style, the painted
toenails, the skywriting..'

'You put it all together,
it's hard to dismiss.'

Yeah, it's Red John, alright,
but someone else is involved.

Else, why would he change
his MO so radically?

Skywriting?

He wanted to make sure
that the CBI

that you,
would be put on this case.

He's obviously trying to
lure you into some kinda trap.

Well, that's part of it,
but why take them from a car

instead of catching them
at home alone

'like he's always done before?'

And why two victims at once?

Twins? Why break pattern?

Well, he's broken pattern
once before.

Yes, because it was personal.

He wanted to punish me.

I don't think these girls
are random targets.

I think there's something
personal behind this.

Red John either knows them
or knows someone close to them.

[instrumental music]

[engine whirring]

Hey.

- CBI.
- Hey.

You the pilot who drew that face
over San Angelo two hours ago?

That was me.
How'd it look? Clean?

Good and round?

Why'd you do that,
draw the face?

I-I got an internet order

from some company
up in San Francisco.

R-Jay Solutions Inc.,
I think they were called.

- R-Jay?
- Yeah.

They paid the full $1,250
up-front by cash transfer.

So what's this about?

Do you have an address
for R-Jay?

Yes, ma'am,
I do, in my office.

Great.

There's a brother?

Yes. He's on his way down.
He lives up in Parkersville.

Boyfriends?

They had boyfriends,
but nobody serious.

Anyone at the moment?

No, nobody right now.

No, it can often be hard
for boys to have a chance.

They're such a strong couple.

But still,
very different characters.

Yes. If you know
them well.

Emma darker, moodier,
the risk-taker.

Maya she's a happier soul,
more cautious

uh, more conservative.

Yes.

How do you know that
about them?

Well, I tell you that, uh,
only so you'll know

that there isn't any point
in lying to us.

Lying? Why would we
lie to you?

Arden, do you always follow
your husband's lead?

Do you never struggle
against his desire to control?

Excuse me?

Just 'cause
you drink too much

doesn't mean you
don't have a say.

I mean, I should think

he's at least half the reason
you drink in the first place.

Yeah? A good man,
but cold, pious.

You know,
possession of that badge

does not excuse you from acting
with normal human decency.

Quiet, Noah.

Just be quiet.

[Arden sighs]

We've been ashamed
to talk about this

'but for a few months,
our girls have been mixed up'

with drugs and the low
sort of people

that come along with that.

Drake, our son,
heard that Emma

was romantically involved
with a dubious character.

She denied it, totally.

So we don't really know
for sure--

Exactly.
We do not know for sure.

Do you know his name?

Mace Guthrie.

I know a Guthrie.
Small-time thief.

[Ed]
Here it is.
It's Guthrie's place.

Nice, isn't it?

You carry a gun?

No, never.

- You hang back a tad, huh?
- Oh, yeah, sure.

Duke.

Alright, we're gonna
do this nice and easy.

[Teresa]
'Okay.'

[dramatic music]

Guthrie?

[Ed]
'Come on, Guthrie.
Open up.'

Guthrie

[barking]

[barking continues]

[squeaking]

Guthrie, Freeze!

[screaming]

Whoa. You okay, Duke?

I'm okay.

Shake it off, big guy.

That's a very loyal dog.

[Kimball]
'Your store is listed'

'as the mailing address
for R-Jay Solutions, Inc.'

Yes. Okay.

Suite 121?

Sure.
Right here

Uh, no, ma'am, uh, a suite is
like a room or an office.

A suite is a box.

You're a small company,
you look big.

Okay, we need
to open box 121

and we need all the information
you have on who rented it.

No problem.
You have a warrant?

Ma'am, this is
a murder investigation.

We can get a warrant,
but that takes time

and time is
of the essence here.

No problem. Go get a warrant.
I'll be here.

Following the law.

You have a wife?

No.

I have a niece.

Thanks. That's okay.

When you come back,
I show you a picture.

'Very pretty.'

Thank you.

Okay, open it up.

You got it.

[Ed]
'Be careful now, Duke.'

[barking[

[snarling]

[barking continues]

Shh.

[Ed]
'Hey, buddy.'

Easy, boy. Easy, boy.
You got something?

[snarling]

[barking continues]

[whimpering]

- Hands up.
- Okay. Okay. Okay.

Ohh, who's a good boy?
That's a good dog.

What?

Emma and Maya Plaskett.

- What about 'em?
- You didn't hear?

What?

Emma was found horribly
murdered this morning

and Maya is missing.

Oh, my God.

Were you having
a sexual relationship

with either of them?

No.

- Really?
- No. Never.

Maybe hung out with them
a couple times. That's it.

Mace..

I see you care
for both of them

and I can see
that you're lying to me.

That's a bad idea.

I got nothing to do
with this.

Please understand something.

I have a verydeep
personal interest in this case.

I'll do whatever it takes.

I will have you
framed for murder.

I will torture you. I will
kill you myself if I have to

whatever it takes.

Oh, jeez, Lisbon.

Come on. This is on tape.
Control your man there.

Cut him some slack.
Look, he's just playing the guy.

- He doesn't mean it.
- Doesn't he?

You know what Red John does
to him. He can't think straight.

He would do all that he said
and more, if you let him.

I won't let him.

Emma and me had a thing.

[Mace]
She, um, I don't know
what she saw in me

but she liked me, you know?

Both of those girls
had a way about 'em.

They look at you
like they really see you.

[whispering]
Yeah.

So me and Emma had been
hookin' up for about a month

and I get a phone call

from some guy
that I don't know

saying, stay away
from her or else

and he hangs up before
I can tell him to eat it.

Can you describe his voice?

Uh, soft, quiet.

- Did you do what he said?
- 'No, of course not.'

I kept seeing her.

And then I wake up one morning
a couple weeks later

and there's a pig's head
lying next to me.

'I lock and bolt my doors
every night.'

'There's no way
somebody gets in there'

but they did.

'It's mental. Right?'

The thing is, me and Emma
were on the down low.

'Nobody knew.'

'She insisted on that.'

'So how did he know?'

He must have been spying
on her real close.

How did you people know?

[instrumental music]

[knock on door]

- Good morning.
- Morning.

I'm Drake Plaskett.
I'm Maya and Emma's brother.

Agent Lisbon.
This is Jane.

Patrick Jane.

Have you found Maya?

No, ma'am.
But I can assure you

we're continuing the search
with every available resource.

Please come in.

Where have you
been looking for her?

I wouldn't know that,
ma'am.

To clarify, the CBI conducts
the investigative aspects.

Sheriff Hardy is very ably

investigating
the physical search.

And Sheriff Hardy will call us
if he has news, mom.

How can we help you,
Agent Lisbon?

You told us it was Drake
who told you about Guthrie.

Yes.

[Teresa]
'How'd you know about him?'

Uh, about a month ago,
I'd say

I was staying the weekend,
overheard the girls talking

Emma telling Maya that this
Guthrie character was dangerous

and she should be careful.

Naturally, I was very concerned.
I told my parents.

And then we decided
to confront Emma about it.

I see. If you could sit down
with us, Drake,

and give us a statement,
it'd be really helpful.

Of course.
Anything you need.

I'm just gonna go take
another look at the girls' room

- 'If I may.'
- Of course.

[Mr. Plaskett]
'Sure.'

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Lisbon!

Lisbon!

What?

A camera,
microphone transmitter.

Someone was spying
on our daughters?

- Yeah.
- Who had access to this room?

Nobody. Just us
and Janine, the housekeeper.

Nobody else?

No. Nobody.

Drake, how's your
electronic skills?

You're accusing meof this?

Let's be fair here.
You're the likeliest suspect.

You can see that.

You did say you overheard
an intimate private conversation

between the two of them.

No, they're my little sisters.
I love them.

No one's doubting that.

Where were you
night before last?

- At home, alone--
- 'No, wait.'

Wait. There was a break-in
eight months ago.

That's right.

They broke the kitchen door
to get in.

They took some cash,
some liquor, broke a few vases.

We just assumed it was
teenagers on a spree.

That'd be a good cover.
Did you report it to the police?

Yes, we did,
and the sheriff will confirm it.

[phone ringing]
Excuse me.

[Teresa]
'Hey. Yeah.'

We got the warrant. We're about
to open the mailbox.

Yeah, Jane said he wanted to be
on the line when we opened it.

Okay. One minute.

My niece.

Beautiful, like a movie star

'but well-behaved.'

Yeah, she's attractive.

Oh, yeah. Go for it, man.

I'm not looking to get married
right now, ma'am.

Thank you, though.

Yeah, I'm still here.
Mm-hmm. You ready, ma'am?

[mouthing]

'Uh, yeah, open up.'

Okay. Uh, it's an envelope.

It's typewritten,
postmarked Hattiesburg

'20th of December'

it's addressed
to Roy Tagliaferro.

"Dear Roy, I found this address
on a business card of yours

"that I discovered
down the back of the sofa.

'"and so I write to you today
in the faint hope'

'that this letter may find you.
If it does.."'

"...and you are reading
this I just want to say

"that I still love you very much

"despite the very cruel way
you treated me

"and I hope you will come back
to me one day.

"With all my heart, Rosalind."

It's him.

I know it.

I know it.

This Roy Tagliaferro
is Red John.

We don't know that.

Well, we know Red John
killed Emma

so we can assume that Red John
hired the skywriter.

The skywriter was given
the order by R-Jay Solutions.

R-jay solutions
is Roy Tagliaferro.

Hence, Roy Tagliaferro
is Red John.

Maybe.

This woman, Rosalind,
has seen Red John.

Lisbon, she..
She knows Red John.

'This is him.'

Are you sure this is
the right Rosalind?

There's only two Rosalinds
in the Hattiesburg phone book.

The other one's 73 and married.

- Rosalind Harker?
- Yes?

We're with the California
Bureau of Investigation.

May we come in?

Would you show me
some ID please?

[Rosalind]
'Roy Tagliaferro?'

What are you investigating?

We're with the homicide
and serious crimes unit.

What can you tell us
about Roy?

Not a thing until you tell me
why you want to know.

We believe he could be a serial
murderer named Red John.

No.

That's absurd.

- 'May we come in?'
- No.

- No, ma'am, we're not leaving.
- You don't know him.

Ma'am? Ms. Harker?

I'm not listening.
I don't hear you.

[Teresa]
'Ma'am?'

'Ms. Harker?'

- Rosalind?
- 'Go away.'

I can't do that.

There is a girl missing.

Her name is Maya. She's 19.

'Her sister has already
been killed by Red John.'

We don't know, but he might have
her captive somewhere.

This man Red John,
killed my wife and child.

That's why I'm here,
Rosalind.

That's why I can't leave.

[sighs]

I'm sorry.

That's terrible.

[dramatic music]

'I'm blind,
but I'm not blind.'

I'm a good judge
of human nature.

I have to be.

'I know Roy very well.'

I know him intimately.

And I'm sure,
as sure as..

...this ground
beneath my feet.

'I know that Roy
is a good man.'

I believe you.

Uh, I'm sorry.

'That's okay.'

We all make mistakes.
God knows.

Maybe this Red John is just
using Roy's identity somehow.

If we could find Roy, maybe he
could help us find Red John.

Roy came to my door one day

when his car had broken down
off the road.

[liquid pours]
He needed to use the telephone.

So I made him some lemonade

and we got talking about
classical music

and..

[chuckles]
...he didn't leave
for two days.

You two were lovers?

Yes.

- That's very brave of you.
- I have to be.

How long were you together?

Roy was in my life for..

...about five months.

He would come and go
as he pleased

said he was doing business
in the area.

What kind of business?

He didn't say.

You didn't ask?
You weren't curious?

No.

I didn't care. I don't live
in your world. I live here.

I was glad when he came

sad when he left.

You said in your letter
that he was cruel to you.

Very cruel.

He left..

...and just
never came back.

Never said goodbye

why he was leaving
or where he was going.

Just vanished.

It's been
nearly six months now.

Can you describe him?

Just under 6 feet tall

not muscular,
but not soft either

'short, straight hair'

'a gentle voice'

'rough, strong hands.'

He smelled of..

...pine and..

...nails and earth.

'And he liked to listen to me
play the piano.'

What was his favorite music?

Bach.
He admired his rigor.

Did anybody see him?
A mailman, a cleaning lady?

No.

I lead
a fairly solitary life.

Did he ever mention any friends,
people from work?

No.

He did bring a friend of his
over once, though..

...for Thanksgiving.

Dumar.

[Lisbon]
'Dumar. Any other name?'

Just Dumar.

Couldn't believe
a blind woman could cook.

Came over especially to see.

'Can you recall
anything else about him?'

He smoked a lot.

He said he was trying to quit,
but he smoked so much

he had to run out to the store
to buy more cigarettes.

[laughs]
When he came back

he had bought
a stuffed toy elephant

as a gift for me.

That was a good day.

Roy came a couple more times
after that

and then that was it.

Gone.

Do you still have it?
The stuffed elephant.

Yes, I do.

First thing in the morning

check on all the convenience
stores in that area.

It was a few months ago,
but it's possible

someone will remember
selling the elephant

and cigarettes together.
ItwasThanksgiving.

- Yes, sir.
- You got it, chief.

And don't lose the elephant.

- She wants it back.
- Alright.

You know, it's ironic
that she was blind.

How is that ironic?

Whatever. It's messed up.

You know, it'd be funny
if it wasn't... not... funny.

I mean..

[Minelli]
'Any luck on this end?'

Nope. There's nobody
named Roy Tagliaferro

anywhere on the database.
It must be an alias.

Try the name in English.
Tagliaferro means "cut iron."

Thank you, sir.
It's a good idea.

Yes, it is.

[playing Bach's
"Prelude In 'C' Major

[music continues]

[song ends]

[beeps]

Boss, I think I found something.

Overnight I set up
and ran a code script

to search the probate court's
realty transaction records.

I got a hit
on the name "cut iron."

Okay, thanks Van Pelt.

- 'Well?'
- We have a good lead.

Eight months ago, around
the time Tagliaferro showed up

an old farm property was
bought, called Sparrow's Peak

and it was bought
by Cut Iron properties.

Let's go.

Wait. There's more.

A company credit card
in the same name was used

to purpose a large truckload
of construction supplies.

Nails, earth, pine.
He's building something.

Slow down. We need to find a
judge and get a search warrant.

Sure thing. Judge Felton
over in Eckerville

will be the quickest, probably.

- We don't have time for that.
- No choice.

Look, no warrant, no case.

We could catch Red John,
and he could walk.

If we catch Red John, he's not
walking anywhere. He's mine.

Don't talk like that. I can't
let you anywhere near this case

if you start talking crazy
like that.

Crazy?

You're crazy if you think
you're gonna stop me.

Red John is mine.

You try to stand in my way,
and you-you will regret it.

- Are you threatening me?
- No.

I am just saying that if you
stand in my way you will--

I've had it with you
and your egotistical crap!

This isn't about justice
or the law.

This is about you
and your wounded pride.

I'm done with it.

Eckerville, Judge Felton.
Right?

Yes, ma'am.

If he does anything wrong,
if he jaywalks, shoot him.

[engine turns over]
Wow.

- Steamed up.
- Yeah. Let's go.

Oh, hold on.
I don't know about that.

What if Maya's waiting out there
for someone to help her?

What if she dies while we're
standing here doing nothing?

Alright, let's do it.

Right.

- What's this, store number ten?
- Eleven.

[sighs]

What a waste of time.

It's worth trying.

Excuse me, sir.
Do you have, uh--

- Sorry. No returns.
- Excuse me?

You buy the elephant,
you keep the elephant.

- You sold this elephant?
- Yeah.

Last year.
It was a good item.

Comes in elephants, bears,
rodents, $9.95.

Well, last Thanksgiving,
do you recall a customer

buying this elephant
and some cigarettes?

No. How would I do that?
Am I an elephant?

You can look at the
surveillance tape if you like.

You have the tape
from five months ago?

Yeah.

Yeah, we'd love
to see the tape, yeah.

My son's a big techno-nerd.

We got state-of-the-art
cameras on a 9-month loop.

7654, Sparrow Peak.
This is the place.

Let's go.

Okay.

There we go.

Thanksgiving afternoon.

Alright.
Where's this elephant?

There.

I see it.

That--

'Oh, my God.'

'That's Sheriff Hardy.'

Dumar is Sheriff Hardy?

[door creaks]

[Hardy]
'Jane, look at this.'

[metal clinks]

- Answer the damn phone.
- CBI.

Van Pelt,
where's Jane and Lisbon?

Following up a lead I gave 'em.
Why? What's wrong?

Oh.

[breathing heavily]

Maya!

It's okay, Maya. We're gonna
get you outta here.

She's alive.
[gun cocks]

What are you doing?

You act smart, but really,
you're kinda dumb, huh?

'Don't move an inch.'

I don't understand.

No.

[laughs]

You never really have.

You recall a man by the name
of Orval Tanner?

Yeah.

Red John's accomplice
in his first killing.

He was caught.
Died ten years ago in jail.

That's the man.

I'm his son...
Dumar.

This is the family farm.

He was a good man,
good father.

He wrote me every week until
the day he died, you know?

- Taught me everything I know.
- And Red John?

Friend of my father's.

And a close friend of mine,
I'm proud to say.

He doesn't have friends.
He has tools. He's using you.

Red John...
is not using me.

He gave me Maya.

He gave me the woman
I love.

- The woman I'm gonna marry.
- Love? She's in a cage.

Love's cruel.

At least she's safe.

Not like out there...
with those degenerates.

She'll grow to appreciate
the security I'm giving her.

Isn't that right, honey?
Huh?

[pounds door]

She'll learn to love me...
the way that I love her.

I wouldn't bet on that.

I'm happy for the first time
in my life.

And Red John made that happen,
so don't you go telling me

he's no friend of mine.

And what did you have
to give him in exchange?

He got Emma..

And you,
he wanted you badly.

He lured you in so sweetly.

'You just couldn't help
yourself, could you?'

If only that Rosalind
woman hadn't popped up

and spoiled things.

We were gonna get you here
nice and quiet

so we could take our time.

Now we'll have to find someplace
else to keep you both.

- But that's life.
- Keep us from what?

Oh..

Well, you'll just
have to wait and see.

It's going to be
so... much... fun.

[Lisbon]
'Hardy, put the gun down.'

Put it down slowly.

Crap.

- Listen, he--
- Now!

[exhales sharply]

[gun clatters]

Put your hands
behind your head.

Well, you fooled us, huh?
Bravo.

You never did go
see that judge.

Damn it, Lisbon,
you were supposed to wait

till Red John showed up.

I couldn't take the chance.
Red John's long gone, anyway.

And you faked
the warrant argument--

Turn around, sir.

To lure me
into the open. Slick.

- How did you know it was me?
- Don't move.

Rosalind mentioned
that Dumar was a heavy smoker

who was trying to quit.

And you, you chew on those
nicotine gums all day long.

'And it was you
that staged the break-in'

at the Plaskett house
so you could plant the camera.

[spits]

Bet you think you're
pretty cool right now, huh?

Oh, yeah.
Bingo.

- Tell you what, girly--
- Don't turn around.

You surrender now, and I'll
try to persuade Red John

to kill you quick and clean
instead of slow and nasty.

Turn around and shut up!
[chuckles]

[Lisbon groans]

[siren wailing]

[both grunting]

Boss?

This room's clear.

Clear!

[Jane]
'Rigsby!'

[Lisbon]
'We're down here!'

'There's a hatch
in the floor.'

God.

[Rigsby]
'You guys okay?'

[panting]
We're fine.

We've got Maya.
Call the paramedics.

'It's okay.
Come here.'

You're safe now, Maya.

[sniffles]
Shh..

it's okay.

Shh.

He was here.

He was right here.

We saved a girl's life,
Jane.

We saved her life.
We have Hardy, okay?

He's gonna tell us
what we need to know.

Oh, you think so?

You should've waited.
We agreed on that.

What if Hardy had
killed you right here?

And then he would've led you
straight to Red John.

You'd be dead.

But you would have
Red John.

I don't think you mean
what you say.

I think
you'd choose life.

Well, you think wrong.

No. No, you think wrong.

Can't you see there's people
who care about you

who need you?

You're being selfish
and childish

and I want you to stop it.

I wish that I could,
but, you know

some things
you just can't fix.

You needn't be angry.
It's just the way of the world.

'We still have Hardy.'

He's gonna talk.
He's gonna give us Red John.

Right. We have Hardy.

Yes.

And we saved a life.

Yes, we did. We..

...we did.
Hurray for us.

[engine turns over]

Maya, I'm gonna fill out
some paperwork

with the forensics people,
then we'll take you home.

Okay.

Do you need anything?

I'm good. Thank you.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[groaning

[gun clatters]

[grunts]

[laughing]

[snorts]

[J.S. Bach's "Prelude No. 1
In C Major" playing]

[music continues]

Maya! Maya!

[music continues]

[music continues]

[sniffs]