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Previously
on "the mentalist"...

Listen, there's this poker game
we've got going on.

You want in?
Maybe. When?

Let me see.
Thursday night.

Ahh. You're going
to play poker.

Hey. Teresa.
Glad you made it.

This is district attorney Don Wolcott.
Hi.

FBI Bureau Director
Charles Bailey.

Sir.
Senator Eileen Dawkins.

State Senator.

(Lisbon) It's a pretty
high-class crowd.

I wish you would have
warned me.

Oh, I think you know
this guy, right?

Teresa. I didn't take you
for a gambler.

It's not gambling if you know
you're gonna win.

Ace of hearts. (Exhales)

(Exhales)

Not me.

Action's on you, Judge.

(Exhales) Well...

$500.

(Chips clatter)

Dealer folds.

That's $500 more to you,
Bertram.

(Mutters softly)

Raise it $1,000.

You're bluffing.

(Softly) Mmm...

All in.

(Exhales)

(Lisbon gasps)
(Laughs)

(Sighs)

I love playing with you, Gale.

I can read you
like a kids' book.

Yeah, yeah. Just pick up your chips.
(Laughs)

"Goodnight Moon."
(Cell phone rings)

(Chips clattering)

Ay, yi, yi.
(Laughing)

I'm sorry guys,
but we caught one.

Okay.
Will you cash me out?

Yeah.

Have fun.

(Chuckles and laughs)

(Police radio chatter)

There you are.

I should come by sometime

when there's not a corpse here
to meet us.

Are you playing poker again,
Lisbon?

It's getting the better
of you.

Losing money?

Losing skin's more like it.

Bertram's been in a bad mood.

Hi. I'm Agent Lisbon
with the CBI.

Christos Papadakis.

I am Dean of the university's
Natural Science Department,

so... the museum is
my responsibility.

Please follow me.

I believe your team
is the one

who investigated the death
of Professor Montero.

Yeah, we were.
(Police radio chatter)

We have a bit of a walk.

The museum labs are
in the east wing of the museum.

(Lisbon) What can you tell us
about the victim?

We think it is Linda Parfrey.

You think it's her?

Linda has been missing
for some time, and...

Well, you'll see.

Ah, this is the student
who found Linda.

Tell--tell them your name.

Uh, Greg.
Uh, Gregory Lewis.

I found her around midnight.

Tell me what happened.

(Sighs) Well, by sheer luck,
I-I happened upon

a very nice tree shrew.

Um, I've never examined one
before,

and I-I brought it in to
strip the flesh off.

You know,
to keep the skeleton.

How do you do that?

Oh, w-we put 'em
in these tanks.

(Lisbon) How does that
strip them of their flesh?

Flesh-eating bugs.
Flesh-eating bugs. Right.

Right.

That's when I found Linda.

(Squirming)

Ew.

(Shudders and collapses)

Oh! Okay.
(Gasps)

♪ The Mentalist 5x14 ♪
Red in Tooth and Claw
Original Air Date on February 17, 2013

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Yeah, that's Linda's ring,
all right.

(Police radio chatter)
(Lisbon) So it is Linda Parfrey.

Why dump a body
into a beetle tank?

The museum doesn't have
great security,

but it's not the kind of place
you can sneak a body out of.

Unless you make it small enough
to fit in a duffel bag.

So the killer was waiting
for the bugs to eat it

down to the skeleton
so they could sneak it out?

Possibly. Uh, we found
a scientific tool in the tank.

It could be the murder weapon.

So the killer's probably
another scientist then.

Or someone that works
at the museum.

When was Linda last seen?

Linda's been missing
a couple weeks.

People thought she was

out camping near Yosemite
doing some kind of research.

Then someone noticed
her car was on campus,

and they realized
she was missing.

Who filed
the missing persons report?

Dr. Sonia Kidd.

Head of the biology department
at the university

and Linda's adviser.

Her name sounds familiar.

Yeah, she's written
a couple books.

Popular science stuff.

One's called
"Natural Born Killers:

The Evolutionary Roots
of Murder."

Cute. Jane and I will go
talk to her.

And, uh, Linda had an office
here at the museum.

You and Cho check it out.

You got it, boss.
(Hangs up phone)

(Police radio chatter
continues)

We thought she was lost
in the mountains.

But she was here
the whole time.

(Exhales) It's too horrible
for words.

What did she study?
What kind of animal?

Why does that matter?

Nobody picks what they dedicate
their life to by accident.

It says something.

I study primate brains.
What does that say about me?

You have dark thoughts
inside your head

that you want to believe
are normal and natural.

Which they are, of course.

(Exhales)

Linda was an ornithologist.

Her doctorate was on the diet
of the northern flicker.

A kind of woodpecker.
Mm.

Interesting.

Tenacious.

Bang their head against
the problem

until they solve it.

Was that Linda?

It was.

Although woodpeckers
don't bang their heads

against things so much
as they use their bills

to drill holes.

Yes. Well,
the subconscious mind is--

isn't really a stickler
about that kind of thing.

Uh, was she a good student?

Brilliant.

She had already co-authored
several papers

in prestigious journals.

Well, who was jealous?

Nobody.

This is the top biology
department on the West Coast.

Best and brightest only.

The success of one of us
helps all of us.

We're a family.

Well, people murder
family members every day.

It's natural.

Murder is natural.

But abnormal.

Teachers don't know
there's scandals

unless of course
they are the scandal.

(Inhales sharply)
Are we done?

Yeah. For now. Uh, we're gonna
need to talk to some students

and visit the gift shop,

which is left
out the door, isn't it?

Yes.

Excuse me.
What are you doing?

Who are you?

I'm Agent Rigsby.
This is Agent Cho.

We're with CBI.
And you are?

Megan Parker.

I was Linda's classmate
in the doctoral program.

And I have the office
next door.

What are you doing here?
(Sighs)

I just came to get my copy of
"Understanding Macro-Evolution"

before you guys
sealed the place off.

Did you know Linda well?

She was rock star.

A rock star who could use
a makeover, but still.

She got the Dean's fellowship
this year.

That's like 100 grand.

The rest of us will be
paying off our student loans

with our
social security checks.

What's with
all the taxidermy?

I thought Linda just studied
woodpeckers.

No, Linda managed
the specimen rooms

for her work-study,
so she got the overflow.

Huh.
Drugs?

Sugar.

She didn't do drugs.

Not even diet soda.

What about
her personal life?

What about it?
Did she have one?

We didn't talk about
that stuff very much.

I know she had a boyfriend
outside the school.

But that's all I know.

Hey, Jane, call me when you get this.
(Man speaking indistinctly)

I think I found
Linda's classmates.

Look for the elephants.

Most species stay in stasis
for long periods of time.

Sorry, can I help you?
I'm Agent Lisbon with the CBI.

Professor Friedman?
Adjunct Professor.

Yes, adjunct Professor
Paul Friedman,

which, as you can see, engenders
a great deal of respect

from the students.

Uh, I teach a couple seminars
under Dr. Kidd.

I'm sorry to interrupt,

but I'm looking for information
on Linda Parfrey.

These are her classmates,
right?

Yeah. Uh, we all
know Linda.

Do you know anything
that might be helpful

with the investigation?

We know that Linda
had a boyfriend.

Uh, we'd like to talk
to him.

Ex-boyfriend, I guess.

She didn't talk much about it,
but late one night in the lab,

she told me they broke up.

When was that?

About a week before
she went missing.

You don't think he did it,
do you?

I mean, he's a cop.

A cop? Do you know his name?
Yeah.

Officer Ray Moran,
San Francisco P.D.

Beat cop.

All right,
talk to his captain.

See if we can bring Moran in
for an interview.

Put Cho on it.
Jane, too, if he ever comes in.

You got it.

Hey, boss?

I did it. I made it
into the program.

White Hat? You got in?
That's great.

Yeah. A month in L.A.

I'll be staring at a computer
screen the whole time,

but still.

The team's gonna miss you.

You said you'd talk
to Bertram

about the stipend request.

The deposit's due in two days.

I'll swing by on my way back.

Thanks, boss.

It's called White Hat.

It's an advanced computer
investigation training program

taught by actual hackers.

It's so advanced,
I don't know

what she's saying
when she talks about it.

Uh-huh.

I'd like to rush a request
for a training stipend

to cover the costs.

You think Manchester's
been cheating?

What?
At poker.

No.

Well, he's just
s-so damn smug.

You know, "Goodnight Moon,"
he says--

what the hell is that?

It's just a game.

You don't believe that.

Sir...

No--oh, what was that
about Van Pelt?

Her training stipend.

Times are tight.

We've cut all outside
training funds from the budget.

No, request denied.

Hey.

Lisbon said she lost you.

Well, I come bearing gifts.

Grace.

Jelly dinosaurs
are for me...

for later.

And...

I'm guessing you're
a Triceratops man.

Yeah.

Rigsby is a T. Rex.

Any news on the case?

Yeah, the victim's ex-boyfriend
is an S.F.P.D. beat cop.

He's on patrol right now.
I was just gonna go talk to him.

On the streets?
Yeah.

Let's go. I haven't been
on the streets for a while.

(Claps hands)
Let's do it.

Come on.
Thanks?

I don't know.
He was like, uh, 5'6".

Not fat, really.
Just a big face.

Brown hair.

He didn't even have a gun.
Why'd you give him the money?

I didn't give it to him,
he took it!

What was he dressed like,
this guy?

You guys from CBI?

Agent Cho.
This is Patrick Jane.

Uh, look, I want to talk
to you guys,

but we gotta handle this,
okay?

Let me catch up with you
in a couple hours.

A couple hours?
Yeah, we just got this.

I mean, we gotta put out
a crime broadcast.

We gotta cruise
the neighborhood.

Then there's the paperwork.

Well, can't help you
with the paperwork.

He had a hood. He came in--
Why'd you give him the money?

Sir, we're asking
the questions here.

Just tell me what happened.

So this dude comes up while
I'm cashing out the register,

asks for a calling card.

I just turned for one second,

and he reached through the gap
and grabbed a stack of $20s.

You wait until you're
finished cashing out

before you do
another transaction!

Look, the guy had money.

He didn't look shady
or anything.

How was I supposed
to know?

Hey. Excuse me.

Show me how he reached
through the gap again.

All right.
Pull your hand out.

(Thuds)
Huh?

That's how they catch
a raccoon, you know that?

So the guy couldn't have grabbed
the cash through the gap.

There wasn't another guy,
was there, buddy?

You! You're the thief!

I'm the thief?

You're the thief.
(Groans)

With what you're paying me,
I'm the thief?

Work's done here,
buddy.

I think you can get your man
to do the paperwork.

Look--

no, no, no.

When did you
and Linda meet?

Last year.
I was moonlighting,

doing security at the museum.

And how was
the relationship?

(Exhales)

Her life was more together
than anybody I ever met.

She was so focused.

Got to me, too, I guess.

I even started studying
for the sergeant's exam.

Mm-hmm. And then
you dumped her?

You think I was happy about it?
You tell me.

About two months ago I got
an anonymous e-mail

with a link in it

to her online dating
profile.

I couldn't believe it.

And she'd started
seeing other people?

I... I don't know
if she started.

She was just shopping around.

Maybe she'd been doing it
the whole time.

You talk to her about it?
Yeah.

Big fight.

You get rough with her?

Mnh. I don't have that
in me.

Hurt a woman?
Especially not Linda.

She have an explanation?
(Scoffs)

She denied it, you know,
but what else was she gonna do?

I can't take cheating.
I had to let her go.

Mm-hmm. Did you know
who sent you the profile?

No.
And you weren't curious?

I don't know. I...

Some guy's girlfriend's
in the same boat as me,

somebody's holding a grudge.

Only thing that mattered
was I wasn't enough for her.

And after you broke up,
you never spoke to her again?

No.

(Scoffs)

I should have known.

You know, she had smarts.

She was gonna have
a big life.

What'd she want
with a mook like me, right?

(Scoffs)

Do you have something?

Here's the dating profile
somebody sent Moran.

(Typing and clicks mouse)

Get a hold
of the dating site.

See if anybody contacted her

around the time
she went missing.

I don't think Linda
went on any dates.

Well, why not?

The address that sent Moran
the e-mail was used

to set up an account
with the dating site.

Did you find them?

Sort of. I logged
into the account.

Don't you need a password
for that?

I spent two minutes using
the most common passwords.

It was "qwerty."

"Qwerty"?

Q-w-e-r-t-y.

It's the fifth most
common password.

Guess whose profile it was.

Linda.

So whoever sent Moran
the profile also created it.

Yep. Profile's a fake.

Someone was trying to break up
Linda and Officer Moran.

Nice work.
Mm.

Look, I know
you're disappointed

about the training program.

We'll get you in next year.

It's fine.

(Clicks mouse and typing)

Bertram's supposed to be
this real smooth player,

but he loses a couple
of hands of poker

and he has to bum
everybody else out.

Linda wanted "a man
with a super hot body."

The fake dating profile,
right?

You were saying something?

Bertram hanging Van Pelt
out to dry.

He's just mad because he's
losing big money at poker.

Well, some people like to push
their pain onto other people,

weaker people, and there's
always someone weaker.

That's just
the circle of life.

Cheery.

Bertram doesn't want to win,
Lisbon, he has to.

It's why he is where he is.

The idea of losing is just
intolerable to him.

Why would somebody want to break
Linda and her boyfriend up?

Romantic rivalry?

Yeah, possibly.

"I'm looking for brains,
brawn, the total package."

Van Pelt's trying to trace
the e-mail,

but she hit a dead end.

Well, whoever authored this
left their fingerprints

all over it.

"No half-steppers.

"A genuine badass.

Feather my nest."

Gather the troops, Lisbon.

Why?

It's time to play bingo.

So we have a list of words
from the fake dating profile.

We talk to the students

and compare what they say
to the words in the list,

and if what they say matches up
with the words on the list,

then they're the one
that wrote the profile?

So far, so good.

But how do we get them
to say the right words?

What do we ask them about?

You have to try to get
their words flowing.

Talk to them about their passions.
Their passions?

Animals, of course.

Bugs. Critters.

People use "coldblooded"
to mean evil,

as if a specie's
thermophysiology

could determine
its moral attributes.

That's ridiculous.

Reptiles never invented
the atomic bomb.

If you ask me, warm blood
is the problem.

Know what I mean?

Excuse me.

So... skeletons.

Why are you into them?

Why do I need a reason?

I'll just go with "weird."

It's, like, under all this
viscera we wear,

there's--well, there's
something strong

and--and clean
and--and beautiful

that--that holds us
together.

You can't lose it.
I think--I think that's cool.

(Clears throat)

Did I pass?

I've taken a psych test
before.

Ah. Mr. Jane.

We were just discussing you.

Dean Papadakis told me
about your impressive memory.

My own memory isn't as good
as it used to be.

What's your secret?

It's easy to remember
when you never forget.

What you doing?

Ah. Laying bait
for moths.

They like sweetness,

so I use brown bananas
and beer.

Mmm. Delicious.
(Chuckles)

Paul here discovered
a new species of moth.

The California Jade moth.

It's on display in our museum.

It's rather a big deal.

Yeah. Now there are
1,500,001

types of insects
in the world.

Well, that's false modesty.

I guess so.
It is a big deal.

To moth people.

To all of us.
(Chuckles)

Congratulations
on your new addition.

Thank you.
It's most impressive.

Thank you.

Uh, let me guess.
You're studying buzzards,

and you're laying a trap
for one right now.

As if.

Mating habits
of the zalophus californianus.

Sea lions.

One badass male maintaining
a stable of females

through combat.

Huh. And that appeals to you?
A man fighting for you?

Who doesn't want
an Alpha male?

A guy who will fight
for what's his?

Yeah. Super hot.

(Laughs) Sounds exciting.

It's so cool.
While Paul chases moths

and Jeanette messes around
with her lizards,

I head out for the islands
to watch the seals play.

I'm not just a brain, see?

I like to play, too.

I'm the total package.

"Badass," "super hot,"
"total package."

Bingo!

Whoo! Bingo!

You wrote the fake
dating profile

that made Linda and her
boyfriend break up.

No law against it,
is there?

Maybe she found out
it was you,

confronted you in the lab,
and things got out of hand.

Look--hello!
I didn't kill Linda.

So why did you want
to break them up?

(Exhales)

You don't even know
what it's like in the program.

Dr. Kidd likes us to play
like we're one happy family.

We're like a pack of hyenas
tearing each other apart.

Why?

Money. Why else?
(Clicks pen)

Look, the museum doesn't get
all that stuff for free.

It needs discoveries,
publicity, donations.

Dr. Kidd wants our program
to be the best.

So if you aren't producing,
so long.

What does that mean?

You ever heard of
survival of the fittest?

'Cause Dr. Kidd sure has.

She likes to weed out the ones
who can't contribute,

who can't hack it.

But nobody hacks it.
Not really.

What do you mean?

Jeanette? Lizard girl?

She has a special place
on the back stairs

she goes to cry.

Greg had a major breakdown
last year,

like throwing rat skulls
out the window.

And Paul? He was convinced
Dr. Kidd was gonna fire him

until he discovered
that dumb moth.

How about Linda?
How did she handle it?

(Chuckles)
She was a machine.

You're losing your mind,
and there she is,

working just as hard,
not even breaking a sweat.

My mom wanted to kill me

for not getting the Dean's
fellowship.

And then Linda lands
that hot cop boyfriend?

Her?

I mean...

Right?

So you made up
the fake dating profile

to break them up.

(Sighs)

I just wanted to see
if I could hurt her.

If she could even be hurt.

Did she know it was you?

It wrecked her.

The next day she messed up
something stupid,

and Dr. Kidd yelled at her.

You know what?

It felt really, really good.

And I know that doesn't make me
sound like a nice person.

No. No, it doesn't.

(Clatters)

It's like "Lord of the Flies"
over there.

I didn't know the world
of science was so cutthroat.

Well, like the man said,
academic politics

can be vicious,
because the stakes are small.

Very small, indeed.

Tomorrow morning we need
to go back to the museum.

Why?

Education.

But now I have to do
something.

And the A.G. knows damn well
the indictment won't stick.

Uh, I don't have time
for this.

Nobody rides for free.
I mean, he knows that.

What--what, you came here
to play games?

(Inhales) I heard
you've been losing,

and, uh, it's been
affecting your work.

Uh, I'll call you back.

Look, the cards haven't been
falling my way.

Oh, come on.

You believe in luck?

No.

Lisbon says you're
pretty good.

Hmm.

Margaret, cancel my 6:00.

Two pair.

Four of a kind.

See?

I know how to play poker.

Of course you do.

You play the man,
not the cards.

Right? I know the odds,
I know myself.

You know people,
you know how to control them.

Not that you always care.

Uh... what's that mean?

Well, you win more flies
with honey than with vinegar,

but you use vinegar anyway.

Is this about Lisbon?

You're very fond of
the fake tell, aren't you?

Before you bet, you look away
and you breathe out very slowly,

like you're trying to...
calm yourself.

(Exhales) Yes.

(Both chuckle)

Well, you have a tell
inside the fake tell.

When you're bluffing,

the breathing is audible.

The hell it is.
I-I control myself.

You get yourself a good hand
and puff away like that,

Manchester will for sure
think you're bluffing.

Trust me.

(Inhales and exhales)

(Indistinct conversations)

Mr. Jane.
Can I help you?

I hope so. Uh, you still want
to learn my memory trick?

I would.

Yeah, you teach a master class

with all of Linda's
fellow classmates, huh?

Paul and I will be teaching it
this afternoon.

Yeah.

Well, how about I put on
a memory seminar

for you and your class?

That would be terrific.

But don't you have
a murder to solve?

Eh, all in good time.

Uh, I'm gonna need
some tables,

possibly three or four
across the back there.

Okay.

And, uh, Linda's office,

it's full of animals--
dead ones.

It is.

We'll need access to that,
uh, for props.

Okay. I assume... (Sighs)

That you have some ulterior
motive for all of this.

Do you have a suspect?
(Inhales)

There's one thing I'd like you
to confirm for me.

What is that?

Just what is the diet of
the northern flicker woodpecker?

(Indistinct conversations)

Yeah. Sure.

How can you like
Triceratops

more than...
(Deep voice) T. Rex?

T. Rex are losers.

Little arms. It's a big
chicken with teeth.

(Normal voice) Yeah,
and Triceratops

is basically
a pig with horns.

And a shield on its head.

Beats a giant chicken
any day of the week.

Ha ha, in your dreams.
What did Jane want?

He wants us back at the museum.

What are we gonna do?

Museum heist.
Why?

I stopped asking questions
a long time ago. Come on.

What's this all about?

We just need to cover
our bases, sir.

What does this have to do
with the investigation?

I can't discuss ongoing details
of an investigation.

I'm gonna need to look
at one of these, uh, spiders.

The tarantulas?

Hey, kids, check out
these spiders. (Excited clamoring)

Uh yes, the tarantulas.

I don't see why it is
necessary.

Don't worry, sir.
This is, uh,

official police business.

(Clamoring continues)

I'm gonna need to take
a close look at this...

Ooh!

Spider here.
No.

This one specifically here,
this spider.

No, no, what are you doing?

Don't pick it up.
(Murmuring)

Here we go.
(Stammering)

Just--
no. Oh, oh, please.

Be very careful.

There we go.
Uh, yeah.

I-I don't see why this
is necessary.

Uh, yeah... There we go.
(Clicking)

Wait, what are you doing?

Yeah, we're gonna have
to, uh... (Speaking indistinctly)

Dust this for prints.
Do what?

Ow!
(Screaming)

Ow! Oh, ow!
It bit me.

(Children murmuring)

It bit--it bit me.

Oh, ow! Ow! Ow!
Ooh! Ooh!

(Murmuring continues)
(Clicks)

Oh, ow!

Hey--
ow! Ow! Look.

See? It's deadly.

It feels a little strange.

I don't see anything.
Oh, I'm feeling woozy.

No, I'm just kidding.
I'm fine.

Don't play with spiders, kids.
Okay?

We've got a real treat today.

You could call it
"evolution in action."

Mr. Patrick Jane is coming
to give us a seminar

on the upper limits
of memory.

Are we in the classroom?
Yes, we are.

Great.
(Students murmuring)

The human memory
is far more capable

than most people realize.

I've been in this room
once before.

But when I was in here...

(Snaps fingers twice)
(Gasping)

I paid attention.

(Students murmuring)

Very close attention.

Huh...

(Applause)

Oh, thank you. Please.
But that's just memory 101.

Let's move forward
into the advanced coursework.

For memory to be useful,
it has to be as accurate

and as fast as a camera.

How many animals did you get,
Lisbon?

Around 30.
And you got them from Linda's office?

Yes, I did.

All of the animals
came from Linda's office.

That's a place
that I have never been.

And in a moment,
I will turn around

and look behind me--
and just for a few seconds--

and I will memorize every
animal on those tables in order.

And then I will show you
how you can do the same.

How do we know you didn't
already memorize them?

Ah. A skeptic.
I should have known.

And you're right.
(Students murmuring)

There's no reason
for you to trust me.

Paul, would you mind
rearranging the animals

any way you see fit?

Sure.

Thank you.

The human brain.

Once you get it working right,
it can be incredibly effective.

The mind can do some
miraculous things.

Uh, like...
telling the future.

Which is what I'm doing
right now.

Bull.

(Murmuring continues)

For that...

You can be the one
who holds the prediction.

Science is about prediction,
isn't it?

Predictions based on
hard data,

not fortunetelling.

Ahh.
Well, you say "tomato,"

I say scientists believe
in rational thought.

And grids and lists
and classification,

which is fine, but it's not
how the world works,

and it's certainly not
how the brain works.

You're saying
people aren't rational?

Well, being rational
is a tool,

but it's not the only tool
we have.

Long before we stuffed
our knowledge

into graphs and charts,

we used older and,
in some cases,

more entertaining ways
to remember things.

How we doing there, Paul?

I think we're good.
Excellent. Please, take a seat.

Now, I'd like to show you
what I'm talking about.

(Clicks tongue
and whistles)

Lisbon, uh, would you mind?

Thank you.

We can create a memory
by building a palace

in our minds.

We can sing ourselves a song,

or tell ourselves
a little story.

A story of a bully--

a gray fox--

and a little brave man--

a rat--

that stood up for his chubby
little buddy the toad

and his friend egghead.

The story of a man
in a tuxedo

who snaked his way
through a crowd

to meet a woman
in a colorful dress.

Penguin, cobra,
three squirrels, and a parrot.

The story of flight...
(Murmuring)

An owl, a bat, a moth,

all...

(Murmuring continues)

Ah, I sense I made a mistake.

No moth.
Hmm.

Well, perhaps my prediction
will explain my error.

Uh, Jeanette,
could you read it out, please?

"The moth is
in Paul's pocket"?

Wait, what?

The moth.

The moth you stole
from the table

when you were rearranging
the animals--

it's in your pocket.
(Murmuring continues)

I'm gonna need you to empty
your pockets.

Come on.
(Murmuring continues)

(Scoffs)

(Patrick)
Let's have a look.

(Murmuring and gasping)

Paul, why did you
take the moth?

Uh...
That's a California Jade moth.

So it is.
The kind he discovered.

I thought the only other one
was in the museum.

Where did that come from?
Wait a second.

You said all the animals
came from Linda's office.

They did.

Linda died before
Paul discovered the moth.

This moth couldn't have come
from her... office.

You'll get there.

Unless...
She discovered the moth first.

Paul...

You didn't kill Linda.

Yes, he did.

But, uh, I confess--

that moth didn't come
from Linda's office.

I...

S--

well, I-I borrowed it
from the museum...

to prove a point.

Paul.

(Murmuring continues)

I'd just had a paper
rejected.

Peer review
threw it back at me.

Dr. Kidd was so disappointed.

She never said anything.

She never had to.

How did Linda come into it?

It was late night
at the lab.

Uh, she came in fresh
from the forest, excited.

Uh, she'd seen one of her
woodpeckers eating a moth

that she couldn't identify.

(Clicks tongue)

So she put down some bait
and caught one.

We found the brown sugar
in her office.

Was that her bait?

Yeah.

I knew what it was
the moment I saw it.

A new species.

I mean, that's articles,

that's museum exhibits,

that's money
for the program.

I saw myself naming the moth.

I'd--I'd always wanted
to name something.

My job was on the line.

My future.

I needed it...

To survive.

I just lost myself
completely.

Then I went out to
the part of the forest

where I knew she'd been.

Discovered the moth.

I came back
and got my accolades.

I saved my job.

I got everything I wanted.

Dr. Kidd.

Sonia, please.

I wanted to thank you
for catching Paul.

Ah. There's no thanks
necessary.

Linda's dead,
Paul's in jail,

and Megan is being
expelled.

I don't think the program
will ever recover.

The program isn't real.

The question is,
will you recover?

(Exhales) I felt
so powerless.

I mean, what can you do
in the face of death?

You're not powerless,
though.

You act.

Well, there's one thing
you can do.

Uh... Paul took a lot of pride
in naming that moth, when...

When it should have been
Linda who named it.

Yes.

I'll make sure to rename it
after her.

Thank you.

Pleasure.

Uh...

Yeah.

Makes sense.

All the good ones
are taken.

(Chuckles) Please.

Natural selection,
I suppose.

(Chuckles) Come on.

Good-bye, Patrick.

Good-bye, Sonia.

(Cards flip)
$500 to Dawkins.

Nope.

(Softly) Hmm.

(Inhales softly)
I'll, uh...

Raise $100.
(Chips clatter)

Well, I'm just gonna have to
raise you another $100.

When are you gonna learn,
Gale?

Hmm-hmm...

(Inhales and exhales)
Hmm...

Well... (Exhales)

(Thud, chips clatter)

Raise $1,000.

Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm.

(Thud)
All in.

(Chuckles)

Hmm... (Exhales)
(Taps table)

Two pair.

(Laughs)

(Laughing continues)

Flush.

Flush takes the pot.

"Goodnight Moon."
(Dawkins laughing)

"Goodnight Stars."

"Goodnight Judge."

(Laughing)

You see that?
Did you see that?

The flush?
It was very nice.

Ah, I gutted him!
(Laughs)

I would say so, yeah.
(Laughs) Aw...

That was very slick,
you having Jane give me lessons.

You must really want to help
Van Pelt.

What did Jane do?

Oh, now there's no need
to be coy.

I don't have a problem with
a little quid pro quo.

The White Hat program,
wasn't it?

I'll authorize the stipend
in the morning.

Thank you, sir.

No, no. Thank you.

And thank Jane.
I will.

(Laughs)

(Elevator bell dings)

And some scientists think
the T. Rex could run

up to 45 miles an hour.

That's apex predator.
You know what that means?

Yes.

That means they're
top of the food chain.

They eat everything.
So?

So... T. Rex beats
Triceratops. I win.

You went home last night
and Googled dinosaurs,

didn't you?
Yeah, I did.

You have no life.
I win.

I owe her from yesterday.

She's on her way
to the airport.

Oh. Yeah, for that
White Hat thing.

I thought there was
no money for that.

Lisbon fixed it.

Oh.

Would have been nice
to say good-bye.

Yeah, well, cowards don't get
to say good-bye when they want.

Cow--wow.

Where'd that come from?
You calling me a coward?

Yep.

How so?

(Exhales) How long
have you been pretending

you're not in love
with Van Pelt?

Who says I'm in love
with Van Pelt?

I was once, a long time ago,
but not anymore.

We're just...
We're just... good friends.

You're a coward
and terrible liar.

Uh... (Chuckles)
Says you.

"Coward." What does he know
about relationships?

Yeah, well, you date
pregnant hookers

and your--
your dinosaur eats grass!

(Patrick)
Tick-tock,

tick-tock, tick-tock...

Morning.
Good morning.

We're gonna be short-staffed
for a while.

Van Pelt's off to L.A.

Thank you.

Adult education's
a beautiful thing.

Uh, speaking of which,
uh...

I've upset the ecosystem
of the poker game.

I think you've been spending
too much time at the museum.

"Upset the ecosystem"?

Bertram's now a better
poker player because of me.

The ecosystem has changed.
You need to adapt or die.

Who says I need the help?

Don't try
to razzle-dazzle me.

Money
talks.

(Shuffles cards)
What do we use for stakes?

You can't play poker
without stakes.

Oh, I have that covered.

Herbivores are worth 1,
carnivores are worth 5.

Okay.

Deal.

What do you got?

(Clears throat)
All in.

You're bluffing. I call.

Really?

Okay, are you cheating?

No.

Wh--

I'm gonna smoke you.

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