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Hey.
Can I help you?

Yeah.

He says his name's
Patrick Jane.

Patrick Jane? Really?

Red John, right?

Wife and daughter?
About a year ago?

Yeah, he's been
off the radar.

Sac PD lost track of him
six months ago.

I've never met him.

Did he say why he came in?

Just that he wants
to talk to you.

Boss, Nevada county
sheriff's office called.

They got a body. Country road
near Malakoff Diggins.

You and Cho check it out.
I'll catch up.

Mr. Jane. I'm Agent
Teresa Lisbon.

You wanted to talk to me?

Hi.

Hi.

Um...

Detective Elliott said
that you're in charge

of the... the Red John
investigation?

That's right.

We took the case over
from Sac PD in May.

What's happening
with the investigation?

That's a big question,
Mr. Jane,

and we're a little busy
right now.

Another case has come in.

Could you come back
another time?

Yeah, well, I can wait.
I-I-I'll wait.

That's not really practical.

We don't have
a waiting area for guests.

I could just sit right there.

I'm sorry. It's policy.

Okay.

Policy.

Call. Make an appointment.
We'll talk as soon as possible.

I'm afraid I have to go.

Yeah, no problem.

I-I'm just gonna
wait outside, and, uh...

Mr. Jane...

No, it's okay. It's a nice day.
I'll take a walk.

And, um, if I come back
in three hours,

- will that be okay?
- Sure.

Thank you.

- Hey, Steve?
- Yeah.

Would you help Mr. Jane find
his way out of the building?

Sure.

Ah.

You... you work
on the Red John case?

That's none of
your business, sir.

Have any suspects?

Like I said.

Ah. I...

It's my... my wife and daughter.

I...

Red John killed
my wife and daughter.

Oh, well, uh...

I'm very sorry
for your loss.

But we don't discuss cases
with the relatives of victims.

Yeah, no. I-I understand.

Listen, no offense,

but I seen a hundred guys
just like you.

You wanna find
this son of a bitch

and kill him, right?

Yeah.

Well, what happens,

it'll drive you crazy.

My advice? You move away.

Far away somewhere.

Forget it.
Start another family.

I know that's tough,

but it's the best way.

I just asked if
there were any suspects.

One more time.
Let it go.

What went wrong with you?

Say what?

Clearly, you're older and more
experienced than Agent Lisbon.

You must have done
something pretty bad

for them to promote a woman
20 years your junior over you.

Who told you that?

It's a temperament issue.

As well as character.

That's why they gave you
to Lisbon, isn't it?

Because she was new, and no one
else would work with you.

What the hell are you
doing, Hannigan?!

Boss...

I told you to take him
downstairs,

not beat him up!

Sorry, okay? I'm sorry.
I-I lost it.

No, no. It... it's fine.
It's fine.

My fault. My fault entirely.

I provoked you.
I'm sorry.

God, Hannigan,
get him some ice.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

Seriously,
it... it's not his fault.

I-I deserved it, okay?

He is supposed to act like
a professional law officer...

- Yeah.
- ...at all times.

Let's get you some ice.
Come on.

Come on.

- Yeah.
- Come on.

Teresa Lisbon.

That's a...
That's a nice name.

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Original Air Date on October 28, 2012

The Mentalist 5x05
Red Dawn

How did it happen?

Hannigan says he was provoked.
Mr. Jane agrees.

He says it's all his fault.

Decent of him.

A cop with a history

attacks a murder victim's
grieving spouse.

Excellent.

I'm sorry, boss.

I hope we can find a way
to make this right

without being too harsh
on Hannigan.

He's a good guy, he's just
a little too old school.

Hmm.

Mr. Jane says
he won't press charges.

Let's hope Mr. Jane
remains so amiable

when he wakes up
in the morning

with a pounding headache
and time to think.

We must find a way
to make him happy.

Mr. Jane?

Director Virgil Minelli.

No, no, no, no. Sit.

I'm, uh, I'm terribly sorry
about all of this.

I understand that, um,
Agent Hannigan has apologized?

Uh, yes, he did. Mm-hmm.

I hope that's been
of some help.

Uh...

Um...

I-I came here to, uh,
find out about Red John.

Yes. Agent Lisbon told me.

Uh, I understand your concern.

Red John is one of the most
difficult cases we've faced.

How many victims, Lisbon?

Ten.

So far.

Yes.

Catching him
is our top priority.

How many interviews
has your team done?

Over a hundred.

We're also re-analyzing
all of the physical evidence

that Sac PD gathered.

We're sharing some of that
with the FBI.

We're pursuing
a lot of different leads.

We haven't had a break yet,

but as soon as we get one,
we'll let you know.

What are the leads?

Where are they leading?

You... you have any...
suspects?

We can't give out details
of the investigation.

You don't have any suspects.

It is a complicated
investigation,

and, yes, slow.

But everything that can be done
is being done.

I'll tell you what,
Mr. Jane.

My people have to
get back to work now.

Long drive ahead of them.

But if you don't mind
waiting here,

when, uh, Agent Lisbon returns,

I'm sure she'll be very happy

to, uh, show you the files
and explain the case to you.

Is it in the country?

The long drive ahead,

is it... is it in
the country?

Would you like to go along?

Even better.
Ride along with Lisbon.

She can answer any questions
you may have on the way.

I'd like that.

Good!

Hey, boss.

What's he doing here?

Long story.

Patrick Jane. Hi.

Cho.

Just pretend I'm not here.

Okay. Victim's name
is Winston Dellinger.

Shot three times.
That's his car.

Road crew came across his body
around 6:00 this morning.

Coroner estimates
he was shot around midnight.

There's some damage
on the front end.

He must have hit something,

so could be a road rage
type thing?

I doubt it.
There's no debris nearby.

Widen the search.

See if you can find out
where it did happen.

- Right.
- This is Lisbon.

What do you do now?

Well, techs have done
their job,

took all the photos.

We get up close.

Well, you see, it looks like
he was shot right here.

Note the natural posture
of the body.

And there's no drag marks.

Uh-huh.

Now this guy...

this guy's pretty clean.
Pretty fresh.

Sometimes we get to them,

there's so many maggots,
it looks like a stewpot boiling.

Just poppin' and bubblin'.

And the smell... oh!

Excuse me. Excuse me. Sorry.

Oh.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I just, uh...

Oh, I'm just
a little lightheaded.

I told the coroner
they could take the body.

We need to piece together
where Dellinger was

before he got here.

Work his cell phone,
credit card bills.

Retrace his steps.

Okey doke.

Find the lady.

What lady?

The lady he was
on a date with.

Wow. So you are
some kind of... psychic.

How do you figure that,
Kreskin?

There's no such thing
as psychics.

He has a bachelor's car,
peacock clothes.

He smells of alcohol
and breath mints

and too much cologne.

Date.

Okay. Well, thank you
for your input.

Cho, you got anything?

Uniforms found a credit card
receipt in his car.

He had dinner last night
at a restaurant

called Cafe Tuscany.

Go there. See what they can
tell you about him.

The victim's father was
an appellate court judge.

I need to go and talk to him.

Roger that.

I'm headed back to Sacramento.

You want me to drop you off
somewhere on the way?

I'll go with you.

Uh, so how does this work?

I go in. Ask the people
questions.

They're probably
pretty upset.

May not be able
to tell me much.

It doesn't help to have
other people around.

You... you want me
to stay here?

I would prefer that.

Sure. No... no problem.

I don't... I don't want
to intrude.

Agent Lisbon, do you mind
if we talk out here?

My wife's
extremely distraught.

I'd rather
she didn't hear us.

This is, um, Patrick Jane.

Pleasure.
This way, please.

Had you and your wife
heard from your son recently?

We spoke on the phone
last week.

Was he in some sort of trouble?

Agent, I have
the sickening feeling

that this had
nothing to do with Winston.

What do you mean by that?

I've put a lot of
desperate individuals

into prison over the years.

Any one of them
might be behind this.

Why would they go after him?

Why not you?

You want to hurt a man?

Don't kill him.

Kill his family.

We'll certainly
look into that.

Alcoholism.

Terrible thing.

Winston was drinking again?

We won't know until after
we get the lab reports back.

So...

You're simply
casting aspersions?

No. I... I just...

I assumed from your manner...

From what manner, sir?

Your disappointment in him.

With regard to my son,
Mr. Jane,

it's myself
I'm disappointed in.

He's my failure.

Do you have a child,
Mr. Jane?

No.

Well, then you
wouldn't understand.

If there's nothing else,
Agent Lisbon?

No, sir.

Dellinger chairs
the Fifth Circuit Appeals Court.

Do you know how much trouble
I could get in

if he's pissed off?

No. How much?

A lot.
What you have to understand...

Yeah?

Hang on, Cho.

Excuse me.

Go on.

Just talked to the maitre d'
at Cafe Tuscany.

Said Dellinger came in
last night with a woman.

Said she seemed
a little low-rent.

Dellinger got so drunk,

the woman left
before dinner arrived.

Really?

Also talked to the cab company
that picked up Dellinger's date.

Her name's Kelly Burbage.

She's coming in tomorrow.

Thanks.

You were right.

The victim was on a date.

Good call.

Cold reading.

Cold reading?

You, for instance.

You... cared
for a dysfunctional parent.

Father, probably.

That's why
you put up with Hannigan.

I don't put up
with Hannigan.

His unhappiness reminds you
of your father's unhappiness.

We're done for the day.

Is there somewhere
I could drop you off?

What about the Red John files?

Mr. Jane, I truly sympathize.

I understand
how you're feeling.

I would probably feel
the same way.

But nothing good will come
from chasing this man.

It's the kind of obsession
that destroys people.

Go someplace else.

Try to get on
with your life.

That's just
what Hannigan said.

Come to the office
in the morning.

But clean yourself up.

You're a mess.

Get in. Now.

Hi.

Hey.

It's Kimball Cho, isn't it?

Is that after
the Kipling character?

No. Why are you still here?

Agent Lisbon
told me to come by.

To read the Red John files.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Lisbon told him to come by.
Read the Red John files.

Hi.

All right. Hi.

Oh, pretend I'm not here.

Uh, okay.

Kelly Burbage. Girl who
had dinner with the victim.

- Interview three.
- All right. Thanks.

You can take the desk
over there.

No one's using that.

Uh, yeah.

Miss Burbage,

how do you know
Winston Dellinger?

I work tending bar

at the Thirsty Pup
in Hagginwood?

Winston's a regular.

He has a drinking problem.

It's a bar.

What happened at dinner?

What I should have known.

He climbed through
two bottles of house red

before I even got
my pasta pomodoro.

I told him he was
too drunk to drive me home.

He got mad, I got a cab.

Look, if this is because Winston
did something last night,

it's just because
he was smashed.

He wouldn't hurt a fly.

He's dead. He was
killed last night.

What?

Somebody shot him.

Not two hours
after he left the restaurant.

Any idea
who might have done that?

Oh, my God.

That sounds like "yes".

There's... there's this guy...

we used to date,

but I broke it off
because he was

this gigantic ball
of negativity.

Sure.

He called me last night
after I got home.

Totally messed up.

He said he'd followed me
on the date.

He kept talking about
what a loser Winston was,

and how he didn't deserve me.

What's his name?

Emmett.

Emmett Cox.

Hey, boss.

Cox has two arrests for assault

and a gun charge pending.

Nice.

Is this address
still current?

Burbage thinks so.

You and Hannigan see
if you can locate him,

bring him in.

Seems like a real charmer.
Full SWAT protocol.

He said you said
he was allowed to be here.

Yes, I did.

I didn't think
he'd actually show up.

- Go get Cox.
- Yes, boss.

Mr. Jane!

Mr. Jane.

You... you can call me Patrick.

Patrick, have a seat.

Thank you.

You were hoping
I wouldn't come back?

Yes.

Frankly, I don't think
you should look at the files.

Your boss said I could.

You're right.

I should probably
just start a new life.

I can't.

I will have the files sent up.
There's a lot of them.

Meanwhile, you stay in here.

I don't mind waiting out there.
I don't want to be a burden.

You're kind of
a distraction to the office.

No offense, but you have a bit
of a homeless vibe about you.

I cleaned up,
like you, uh, told me to.

It's a process, huh?

You know.

Come on.

Have a seat. Go on.
Scoot up.

There you go. That's it.

Okay, Emmett, cut the crap

and tell us what happened.

Bite me.
I done nothing wrong.

Well, if you done
nothing wrong,

then there's no reason
not to tell us what happened.

I followed Kel and that dude
to the restaurant.

Kel came out
and got in a cab.

A few minutes later,
that dude came out.

By "that dude" you mean
Winston Dellinger?

If that's his name.

He got in his car,
so I followed him.

Now why'd you do that?

Honesty, I was thinking
I'd follow him home.

Mess him up a little.
Take his money and whatnot.

But no harm, no foul, right?

Well...

Winston Dellinger's dead.

That's not on me.

The dude was driving too fast
and I couldn't keep up,

so I went home.

Well, you know what I think?

I think when the dude
pulled over to relieve himself,

you drove up behind him,

and you thought, "hey, cool.

"Why not jack him right here?

Save time, save trouble".

That's what I think.

You can think what you like.

All I'm saying is if you will
let me go at him again,

Cox will open up.

I don't know. I think
he's telling the truth.

Where are we?

I went through the threats

made against Judge Dellinger.

Doesn't look like any of these
guys have the kind of pull

to reach out of prison
and kill Winston.

What are you doing?

Uh, just stretching my legs.

Anything else?

Yeah. Ballistics
came back.

Bullets in the body
match the bullets from a gun

used in an armed robbery
in Oakland 12 years ago.

Those guys are in prison.
Gun was never recovered.

Someone else
must have gotten it.

I got something.

Nine months ago,

Winston was charged with
vehicular manslaughter.

DA said he hit and killed
a woman named Mia Dos Santos

while driving drunk.

Well, what happened?

The manslaughter charge
was dropped

before it went to trial.

He pleaded to a DUI,

no jail time.

Well, how does that happen?

Got me. Dos Santos'
husband was mad

when the charge got dropped.
He made some threats.

Who handled the case?

Sac PD detective
named Nathaniel Kim.

Talk to him.
I'll talk to the husband.

Where are the Red John files?

They were supposed to
be here by now.

Yeah, they're on their way.

The office remodel's

got the records department
backed up.

Great. Wonderful. Tell them
to get their butts in gear.

Hey. You.
You're coming with me.

I'm looking
for Detective Nathaniel Kim.

You got him.

I work here on my off days.

Sac PD's great,

but alimony and child support
are a bitch.

This about Winston Dellinger?

- That's right.
- Yeah, well,

Dellinger knocked
poor Mia Dos Santos

right out of her shoes.
She had three kids.

That's tough.

Why did the manslaughter charge
get dropped?

We only had
circumstantial evidence

putting Winston at the scene.

Nobody actually
saw him hit her.

But we did
have blood on his car.

Seemed like a dunk.

Lab results come back,

blood doesn't belong
to Mia Dos Santos.

No dunk. No case.

We were lucky
to get the DUI.

Did you double-check
the lab results?

Sure. Came back the same.

Winston's father's a judge.

He knows people
all through the system.

Yes, he is,
and, yes, he does.

You ever consider
the possibility he reached out,

made sure his son
didn't go to prison?

Sure, I thought it.

Wouldn't say it.

Why not?

Guy's a frickin'
Tyrannosaurus rex.

I'm gonna accuse him

of obstruction of justice
on a hunch?

You do it.

What can I get you?

Have you heard anything about
Winston Dellinger recently?

I heard he was killed.

Is that right?

Where did you hear that,
Mr. Dos Santos?

Not sure.

Our lawyers, I think.

You know, were were preparing
a, uh, wrongful death lawsuit

against Dellinger.

It's not gonna happen now.

And have you been in contact
with Mr. Dellinger

since your wife's death?

No. Not recently.

After the charges were dropped,

didn't you seek him out,
threaten him several times?

Yeah.

I was really angry.

And I said some angry things.

I shouldn't have done that.

Stupid.

No. No, it wasn't.

That man killed my daughter.

And he left her babies
without their mother.

And nothing happens to him?

You should have done more.

You should have hurt him!

You should have hurt him
the way that he hurt us!

Hi.

What have we got?

Ran Christian Dos Santos.

No arrests,
but he's had trouble at work

since his wife died.
Issues with customers.

He's taking
an anger management course.

And what about the judge?

Checked his bank accounts.

No significant money transfers

when the murder charge
was withdrawn.

If he paid someone off,
there's no sign of it.

Still no sign of where
Winston Dellinger's car

had an accident
the night he was killed.

There's some uniforms out there
looking for debris.

That's it?

Well, it's a hard case, boss.

Let's start from the top.

Bring in everybody
involved in the case.

We'll hear
their stories again.

Maybe something
will shake loose.

Will do.

First batch of Red John.

Where do you want 'em?

Uh, you can
just leave it there.

Eager beaver, huh?

Mr. Jane,

before you get into that,

I wanted to ask a favor.

I need your help.

Okay. Everybody
involved in the Dellinger murder

is in that room.

One of them
is very likely lying.

One of them is very likely
the murderer.

Wow.

What I'd like you to do
is go in there,

take a look at all of them,

and tell me
if you can spot the liar.

Me?

You seem to have a gift.

I told you,
I'm not a psychic.

I'm a charlatan.
You hear me?

I-I-I'm a fraud.

I believe you.

But whatever it is,
it's a gift.

I figure, why not use it?

I can't.

We're kind of
at a standstill here.

Come on.

Hello, everybody.

Um, this is Patrick Jane.

He's a consultant
with the CBI.

Before we start
the interviews,

he's gonna... we'll see
what he's gonna do.

Mr. Jane?

Hi, folks.

Quick question... which one of you
killed Winston Dellinger?

- Oh, come on. This is ridiculous.
- What?!

- I'm not gonna sit here and listen to this.
- Is he serious?

Everybody just calm down,
please.

That was worth a try.

Uh, Agents Cho and Rigsby will
proceed with the interviews.

Thank you very much.

Judge, if you'll
come with me.

Uh, wait a minute.

I think I know who did it.

- You sure?
- Pretty sure.

If everybody could just
please sit back down.

My apologies. Please.

You are absolutely sure?

Uh, 70%.

You have tarot cards?

- Tarot cards?
- No.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen,
um, I-I'm sorry

for, uh, for wasting
your time. If, uh...

I've had more
than enough of this.

Agent Lisbon, really?

This is outrageous.

Tell him, Judge.

Just one moment more.

There's something
I wanna show you.

Something you might
find amazing.

I used to be a psychic.

I used to read minds, talk to
dead people. Only I didn't.

Of course I didn't,
'cause there's no such thing

as psychics or mediums,
or at least I've never met one.

Psychic powers
are just tricks.

They're mind games.
It's observation.

But it works.

There's a killer
in this room,

and I'm gonna use
pseudo-psychic powers

to persuade that killer
to confess.

This is bull.

Shortcut method... the first
person to leave did it.

Now like I say, there's
no such thing as psychics.

Let's be clear about that.

But the human mind

is amazingly powerful.

It can do things for real
that sometimes feel like magic.

And I wanna show you.

Now, normally, I would use
Tarot cards for this.

But, uh, in this case,
these will have to do,

as long as you're all willing
to use a little imagination.

Bear with me.

Agent Lisbon,
if you could, uh,

mix those cards
up thoroughly, please.

Thank you for your patience.

Take 'em.

Thank you.

Now...

I would like you,
without looking,

to choose a card,
face-down, but first...

and this is very important...

before you take the card,

I'd like you to close your eyes
and I'd like you to think

about the last scary dream
you had.

Remember the last time
you woke up

shivering with fear.

Got it? Good.

Thank you. Open your eyes.

Take a card.

Keep it face-down.

Keep your hand
on top of it.

Thank you.

Now here's the thing...

you think you just
made a random pick.

Where, in fact,
your subconscious mind

made a very meaningful choice.

And this is how
the killer will be revealed.

Mrs. Recinos,

you dreamt that your daughter
was falling

into a very dark place,

and you couldn't stop her.

You called out
that you loved her,

but she couldn't hear you.

Yes.

And that's why
you chose the lovers.

Judge Dellinger,
you dreamt of death.

And you chose death.

Kelly, you can't shake
the idea

that you'll
never find true love.

And you picked the fool.

How do you do that?

Mr. Kim.

You have
a lot of scary dreams.

But you can't remember them.

However, you're a cop.

So you think the rules
don't apply to you.

And you chose the magician.

Neat trick.

Yes, just a trick.

Mr. Dos Santos, you dream
of being trapped.

Caged like an animal.

And you dream of a terrible,
violent escape.

You picked the devil.

None of that's true.

And, Mr. Cox.

You constantly dream
of all the people you've hurt

coming back to seek revenge.

And guess what?

They have the same dream.

You chose the hanged man.

Uh, actually
that's not... right.

Uh, Mr. Kim
had that card.

Ah.

Uh-huh.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means you killed
Winston Dellinger.

Yeah, right.
Give me a break.

No. No break.
You did it.

The subconscious mind
never lies.

Your guilt is written
on that card...

and written all over
your face.

No. No, I-I didn't. Come on.
It's a card trick.

Yes, it was, but when I said
I could use your choice of card

to reveal the killer,

you looked a little worried.

For a split second.
Just you.

And then you looked relieved

when I couldn't read
your dream.

And then when you saw
the hanged man,

the blood drained
from your face.

No. No, this is ridiculous.

Everyone can see
your guilt.

But what I can't see
is your motive.

Why, Nathaniel?

Why did you kill him?

Look at me.

Why, Nathaniel?

You seem like a good person.

You come from good people.

Why'd you kill him?

Well, I'll be damned.

That's your man, Agent Lisbon.

That's your man.

You had the evidence
against Winston Dellinger.

I went to the lab.

I swapped the blood sample
from his fender

for another sample.

Why'd you do it?

I'm a silent partner
in the bar.

Everything I got
is in that place.

Last year, we got sued.

Guy got beat up in a fight.

And the bar lost the suit?

I was gonna lose
every penny I had.

But when I caught
the Dellinger case,

I found out his father

would hear the appeal
of the lawsuit.

The judge must have been scared
about his son going to prison?

Yeah. Terrified.

I mean, he was sure
the kid would be killed,

'cause of all the guys
he put away.

So I went to the judge
and made a deal.

He'd rule in the bar's favor,

I'd hide the evidence
against Winston.

How did that
get Winston killed?

That night,
I'm in bed, asleep.

And Winston calls me
in a drunken panic.

He says he was driving
and hit somebody... again.

I said he should
man up and call the cops.

He says if I don't help him,

he'll tell about the deal
I made with his father.

I mean, he was going
to destroy my career.

So I go out
to the place to meet him.

Look, I hit him right there.

Oh, my car.

Look, he must have crawled
off the road or some...

well, don't just stand there,
help me!

You owe me!
My dad saved your ass!

Now do something!

He's freaking out. I mean,
he can't find the body.

He thinks maybe
whoever he hit

is still alive
and crawled away.

I mean... he was
out of control.

It's gotta be here somewhere.

And that's when I knew.

It's gotta be here.

If I don't do something
about this fool,

right now...

Winston.

He's gonna dog me
the rest of my life.

Sorry.

You, uh, you ever
find the guy he hit?

Must be still out there
somewhere.

No.

But uniforms found a deer
that had been hit by a car

a little ways off the road.

Must have been too drunk
to know the difference.

A deer?

He...

He hit a... a deer?

That's perfect.

So Minelli really hired
this Jane guy?

Well, he exposed
a corrupt cop,

dethroned a judge.

Those are all
major points for us.

As far as Minelli's concerned,
he's a hero.

And, uh...

does Hannigan
know about this?

Yeah. He doesn't want
to work with Jane,

so he's transferring
to another unit.

Any idea who's gonna
replace Hannigan?

Don't know yet.

There's a new class
of trainees coming up.

Maybe we'll get one of them.

Files are right there
if you wanna take a look.

Like this one.

She's cute.

And out of your league.

One last time...

are you sure
you wanna do this?

Yes, I am.

Okay. I tried.

You did.

Thank you.

Shall we go?

Here you go.

I'm going home.

If you need me to explain
anything, give me a call.

Yes?

Virgil Minelli?

Yes. Who's this?

Alexa Shultz, FBI.

We met at the forensics
conference in Roanoke.

Director Shultz. What
a pleasure to hear from you.

I understand the CBI
has hired a new consultant,

a man named Patrick Jane?

Yes.

I'm surprised you know.

I didn't realize you followed
our hiring that closely.

Mr. Jane is connected
to a case we're interested in.

The serial killer
known as Red John.

I'm, um, calling
to ask a favor.

What's that?

I would appreciate updates
on the Red John case.

That way, when my boss
asks me what's going on,

I have something
to tell him.

To put it bluntly, Alexa,

why would I do that?

What's in it for me?

It's useful to have a friend
in the FBI, isn't it?

And I'm a good friend.

Well, I'm a great believer
in inter-agency cooperation.

I don't see why
we couldn't engage in some.

I look forward to it, Virgil.

Oh, by the way,

one thing you might want
to know about Patrick Jane...

you know how he's been
out of sight in the past year?

You know where he's been?

No.

An insane asylum.

Good luck.

Done.

Thank you.

Good morning.

- Hey, boss.
- Shh.

We caught one. Fresno.

Get Rigsby.
Let's leave before traffic.

Okay.