All language subtitles for The Mentalist 405 Blood And Sand

LISBON: Poor girl.
Yeah.

Bruising and abrasions on the neck
suggest some sort of physical attack.

That's why they called us in.

- No clothes, no ID?
- Nothing.

Doesn't look like she was in the water
for long.

Contact the Coast Guard.

See if they've had any distress calls
or missing-person reports.

Here's the guy who found her.

William Gardiner.

He saw the body from up on the bluff.

LISBON:
Mr. Gardiner?

I'm Agent Lisbon.
You wanna tell me what happened?

I was coming to check
on the monarchs.

Butterflies. He runs a sanctuary.

I was up there, where he's standing.
The man in the suit.

Hey.

You with the police?
Yes, I am.

- Patrick Jane.
- Jed Stack.

This is my land.

Hey, Jed.

Heard there was a dead woman
on the beach in Wrackers Cove.

- Yeah.
- Well, who is she?

Don't know.

Any idea?

No. How would I know?

Eh.

Your land.
I thought maybe, uh, your body.

That's absurd.

Sorry, I'm just poking at you.
It's often instructive.

Why don't you
come meet my colleagues?

This is Jed Stack.

Agent Teresa Lisbon,
Agent Grace Van Pelt.

- This is Jed's land.
- How do you do, ma'am? Ma'am.

Mr. Gardiner.
What are you doing here?

I found her.
I was checking on the monarchs.

- Butterflies?
- Yes, I saw some.

You were trespassing.

For God's sake, forget about
your property rights for once.

A woman's dead.

Woman's death has nothing to do
with your trespassing.

So she's on your land?

No. Strictly speaking,
my land ends at the high-water mark.

She's on state land.

But given the location, perhaps
she's a tenant or an employee of yours?

I have no tenants
and I employ no women.

And besides, she was obviously
washed up by the sea.

She drifted over from the mainland
or fell off a ship.

Nothing to do with me or my ranch
or this island.

Seems to make sense.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Stack,
and, uh, butterfly man -

- Gardiner, yeah?
- Yes.

- Neither of you were born here?
- No.

- What's that got to do with anything?
- Nothing. Lucky to live in such a place.

So, Mr. Stack...

Good idea.

We'll see.

Beautiful, isn't it?

LISBON:
For a crime scene, yeah.

Dental records just came in.

The victim's Talia Suarez,
19 years old.

Raised in the foster-care system.

Check with Family Services,
find out what they can tell us.

- Rigsby and Van Pelt are on their way.
- Did you talk to the Coast Guard?

They've had no reports
of anyone missing.

What about the mainland
across from the island?

Got local P.D. canvassing the marinas
and motels along that stretch.

- Nothing yet.
- Keep me posted.

Where are you going?

- Back to the island.
- The island? What for?

- If her body came from the mainland -
- Jane's got a theory.

Right.

Ah!

Nice. It's not what we're looking for.

- You could make a necklace out of it.
- I could.

You should. You should have
some kind of restful hobby.

LISBON:
I don't see it.

Hard to believe the moon causes tides.

I mean, we all know it does,
but it just seems so unlikely.

LISBON:
I guess. I never really thought about it.

That's because you're a city girl. Aha!

My theory, made concrete.

- I told you.
- Yes, you did.

Huh.

I thought I saw a tea shop in town.
I could really use a cup of tea. You?

- You need a hand with that?
- I can manage.

Huh.

Well, that's disappointing. It's closed.

Picturesque, isn't it?

In a desolate sort of way.

- Where are all the locals?
- Good question.

- Cho.
Coroner came back...

...with a preliminary report.

Larynx was crushed by a blow or
heavy pressure. No water in the lungs.

- So she didn't drown.
- Dead before she went in.

Evidence indicates she was
sexually assaulted before she was killed.

- Any DNA recovered?
- Yeah, but no matches in the database.

Check out the background
of all the men on the island.

See if any of them
have a history of sexual assault.

See you soon, I hope. Ahem.

Just like the tea shop.
There's nobody here.

- Where is everybody?
- It's intriguing.

Mass vanishment.

That's not even a word.

It's been known to happen.
Roanoke Colony. The Olmecs.

LISBON:
Hello?

- Hello?
- I know where they are, Lisbon.

I can picture them, gathered together
in a dimly lit room...

...plotting their mysterious
island purpose.

That's really creepy.

Relax.

Talia Suarez. Huh.

- Yes, we were hoping you could tell us -
Murdered, huh?

It's too bad.

But then deadbeat kids like her
nearly always end up badly.

- Deadbeat kids like her?
- Oh, we see it all the time.

She was sent to us at 6.

Mother died of a drug overdose,
father murdered.

Eh, and a problem from the first.

Insubordinate, argumentative,
resistant to authority.

It's a long list.

Pretty girl, looked like.

Vivacious.

But no discipline. No common sense.

What about her foster parents?
Can we talk to them?

Didn't have any. Kept running away
from the homes we placed her in.

Ended up finishing her time
in a group home.

Well, can we get that number?
Maybe there are friends we can talk to.

I'll, uh, see what I can do
and get back to you.

You know, the truth is,
some of them you just can't help.

Thanks for your time.

- Hey.
Hey, yourself.

- We're never gonna hear from her again.
- Not since you knocked her coffee over.

- She wasn't gonna do anything to help.
- Look, she's got a tough job.

All she cares about is putting in her 20.
It pisses me off.

Yeah, I noticed.

I do my job.
You don't hear me complain.

I don't see why people can't do theirs
so a kid doesn't end up dead.

- All right, come on. I'll drive.
- No, I wanna drive.

- I don't think so. Give me the keys.
- What's with you?

- You're all worked up. I should drive.
- Cut it out.

Cut it out. What's the matter with you?

Okay, no problem. You drive.

Now, two additional ferry crossings
a weekend...

...during the summer months...

...equals a 35 percent increase
in revenues projected.

Now, I don't understand
how anyone can be against that.

The run-off from Stack's cattle ranch
is affecting the groundwater pH balance.

- And another -
- Point of order.

- I had the floor.
- Oh, now, Peter. Let's not be so fussy.

Excuse me for interrupting.
I'm Agent Teresa Lisbon from the CBI...

...and this is my colleague,
Patrick Jane.

I'm awfully sorry. We're in a meeting.
Can you come back?

We can't.
A woman was murdered on this island.

We're here to discover who did it.

Her name was Talia Suarez.

Can any of you remember seeing her?

- Sir...
- Hmm?

- ...wasn't she found on the beach?
- Yes.

Well, I mean, that would indicate
that the tide, uh, brought her in, surely.

That's mainland business.

We have nothing to do with
what happens on the mainland.

Messy place, the mainland. That's why
you're all here. To escape from that.

And of course she's from there,
because no one here knows her, right?

- That's right.
- There's flotsam from the mainland...

...that washes up on San Felix,
doesn't it?

- Certainly.
- Mm-hm.

Summer weekends,
the harbor gets all sorts of trash.

- Especially after storms, yes.
- Excuse me, if you would. Thank you.

So here's your island.
It's a beautiful island, I must say.

Here's your harbor on the leeward side
of the island...

...closest to the mainland coast.

And the body was found
in Wrackers Cove...

...which is here, I believe...

...on the western side of the island...

...furthest side
from the mainland coast.

I would think it'd be difficult for a body
to drift all the way from here...

...against the currents
and the prevailing winds to here.

Another compelling fact.

If you throw something into the water
in Wrackers Cove...

...it will drift out to sea for a bit...

...but then it will come back to shore.

I checked with this.

Talia Suarez died here.

So look to your neighbor and think,
how well do you know them?

Because someone on this island
committed murder.

We'll be back.

I've been doing my best to track
Talia Suarez after leaving foster care.

- And anything useful?
- A series of minimum-wage jobs.

She never stayed longer than six weeks.
Moved all over the state.

- What else? Friends, acquaintances?
- Nothing yet.

Talked to some employers. All I got
was that she was a good worker.

- What about Family Services?
- Ugh, they're no help, either.

It's sad. We're the only ones
that care about this girl.

Keep looking.

They got footage of the girl
getting on the ferry.

- No camera on the island side.
- What's this?

Police sent it over. Talia's room.

Beachfront motel on the coast,
across the strait from San Felix.

Toothbrush, toothpaste,
a change of clothes. That's it?

That and a notebook.

- What notebook?
- Jane's got it.

It's a diary of sorts.
She wrote letters to her dead parents.

That's sad.

Then there's this I found
tucked away in the back pages.

"San Felix Fish. " Hmm.

- Does this seem too easy to you?
- Only one way to find out.

Who's in charge here?

- We ain't open to tourists.
Crab.

You can't be out here
for safety reasons.

We're the California Bureau
of Investigation.

We need to ask
a couple questions, Mr...?

LaFleur. Jack LaFleur.

So, what's this all about?

Oh, I don't think you're gonna
wanna talk to us out here, Jack. Uh...

Is there somewhere
a little more private?

Get back to work.

Let's go to my office.

So, what's this all about?

Tell me about Talia Suarez.

What?

Who's Talia Suarez?

The girl we found murdered
in Wrackers Cove.

- What's that got to do with me?
- We found this in her diary.

That doesn't make any sense.

- Ah, there we are.
- Hey, hey, those are mine.

This is impressive. Is that a new dock?
No, a pier. Wait, a wharf.

Would you call that a wharf?

Eh -

I'm expanding my business.
I need more room.

Look, I got no idea why some girl wrote
whatever she wrote...

...but I never heard of her.

You're barking up the wrong tree.

- Maybe somebody who works for you?
- We've been out at sea.

We just got back.
I told you, it doesn't make sense.

Even if this girl of yours did come here,
we were all gone.

Your murder's got nothing to do
with us.

LISBON:
It's a pretty airtight alibi.

- Yeah. The dock's interesting, though.
- It is?

The Pacific Ocean's
been horribly overfished.

No fisherman these days
needs to build a larger dock.

You think that has to do
with the murder?

Yes, no, not necessarily, no, maybe.

- I just think it's interesting.
- Or not. Let's go talk to the rancher.

LISBON:
Whoever put Talia in that cove...

...had to have carried her
across your property.

My ranch is 300 acres and
Wrackers Cove is on the far end of it.

You could carry a whole load of bodies out
without anybody knowing about it.

What brought you to the island,
Mr. Stack? Who were you running from?

- What?
- Hmm?

I wasn't running from anybody.

I look around this room
and I see horses and cows...

...but I don't see any friends or family.

No kids. No sweethearts.

- I like horses.
Ah.

You're a homely but passionate man,
so my guess is your heart was broken...

...by a beautiful but cruel
and faithless woman.

Thirty years ago. The hell has that
got to do with this girl now?

Probably nothing. What's your position
on the increased ferry service?

Poking at me again, huh?

I'll tell you my position.

Of course we need more ferry service.

These islanders
got no business sense at all.

Not even Jack LaFleur?

He struck me as someone
that knows how to do business.

Oh, he did, did he?

Mr. Stack, don't mind my asking...

...but where were you
the night before last?

Just like always, right here.

- Is there anyone who can verify that?
- Sure, my ranch hands.

- Can we talk to them?
- Sure, you can.

- They're in the corral.
- Jane, we better -

Why don't you lead the way,
Mr. Stack?

Watch he doesn't kick.

What happened to you?

- Horse did.
- Oh.

Whit and me was culling steer.
Had about 40 head of cattle.

WHIT: Thirty-nine head.
- I said, about.

No such thing as about. Either
you got 40 head or you got 39 head.

Whit would correct the Good Lord
if he got the count wrong.

We were taking them
to the south pasture.

One got spooked, went over the side,
took me with it.

Don't know
what made Whit holler more.

The horse or being told
to go to the mainland to get it set.

WHIT: Shut up.
- You don't like the mainland...

- ...or you don't like the ferryboat ride?
- Neither. I like it here.

- Why?
- It's quiet.

Yeah.

Seems, uh, old man Stack
feels the same way, huh?

Listen, between you and me...

...this whole cowboy thing's an act
with Stack, isn't it?

I mean, he's all hat, uh, and no stirrups,
as you say.

- He's all hat and no cattle.
- What? What is it?

All hat and no cattle.
That's what you call a man like that.

A man like what?

Oh, I was just asking
about old, uh, cowboy sayings.

Whit was correcting him,
weren't you, Whit?

If you'll excuse me, I gotta take care
of something in the, uh, barn.

Sure. Thanks, Whit.

Fellow's a bit shy,
but, uh, he's a good worker.

- I'd like to interview him.
No need. I've already spoken...

...to Mr. Stack's workforce here.
We should leave. Thank you.

LISBON: Where were the three of you
the night before last?

Here. Like always.

Okay. We can go now.
Thank you for your time.

We'll be in touch.

- Lisbon.
- We got a break in the case, boss.

A series of incoming calls
to Talia Suarez's motel.

All from a cell phone registered
to a guy named Dennis Kagan.

Who's Dennis Kagan?

An ex foster kid
who shared group homes with Talia.

Last call came
within a 10-mile radius of Talia's motel.

Sounds interesting.

Yeah, especially since Kagan lives
100 miles southwest of the motel.

Are we bringing him in?

Van Pelt and Cho
are gonna pick him up right now.

This is the address.

Apartment's on the second floor.
Got a picture of Kagan?

Yeah. From the DMV.

Here.

That's him.
Yeah.

Okay, let's go.

- I'll take lead.
- Got it.

Hey, Dennis, right?
You Dennis Kagan?

- Maybe.
- You're friends with Talia Suarez, right?

- I don't know the name. Keep walking.
I think you do know.

- Get off me bitch!
Ooh.

Stay right there.

You're under arrest.

- Put your hands behind your back.
- No. Unh.

Okay, I'll take it from here.
Come on. Come on.

It'd be better for you
if you talk to me, Dennis.

You're already looking at assaulting
a police officer. Don't make it harder.

Look, I told you I want a lawyer.

One's on the way
from the public-defender's office.

I just want to give you a chance to work
with us. Earn yourself some goodwill.

It's up to you how you want to play it.

A lawyer. That's how.

All right.

Have it your way.

Hi. You must be
from the public-defender's office.

- I'm Agent Grace Van Pelt.
- Grace.

Oh, hi. Right, nice to meet you.
I'm Sarah Harrigan.

- Do we know each other?
- No. Um...

I ju -

Uh, last year, there was a murder
at a dating service...

...and you guys interviewed me.

Don't worry, I didn't do it.

Cho, this is Sarah Harrigan
from the public-defender's office.

- Hey.
Hello, agent.

Uh, hey, guys, I can handle this.
Sarah, let me bring you to your client.

- Did that feel weird?
- Little bit.

Really? What was that all about?

Well, it seems obvious.
They're dating.

So, Dennis, you've got your lawyer.

- Let's talk.
- I've spoken with my client.

He's willing to help you,
with some stipulations.

I'm not making any deals.

Go ahead.

Talia was looking for the guy
that killed her dad.

Because the damn cops
didn't do their job.

My client is speaking from emotion,
means no disrespect.

They didn't.

They knew who did the murder
and they never bothered to find him.

The suspect.

- You ever hear his name?
- Um...

I'm trying to remember.

A funny name, like, uh, Tommy Tuna
or something like that.

- Fish?
- Yeah, that's the guy.

Edward Fish.
It was Edward Fish, yeah.

So you went to her motel. Why?

I wanted to stop her, you know?

What Talia was doing was dangerous.

She liked to act tough,
but she wasn't really.

She had my back in the homes.

I should've had hers.

But I was too late.

There you are.

Oh, thank you very much.
That looks delicious. Did you make that?

Mm-hm.

What do know about this,
uh, rancher, Stack?

They keep to themselves mostly.

He seems like a polite man.

That's delicious.

I thought about what you said
this morning.

You made me feel rather guilty
about that poor girl.

Oh, I'm sorry. I don't want anyone
to feel guilty unless, of course, they are.

Are you?

- Oh, no.
- No, I thought not.

I threw a flower into the ocean for her.

You did?

It's an old island custom.

My mother said it sent a message
to your people who had passed over.

I know the girl isn't my family,
but I think it'll still work, don't you?

Well, can't hurt.

You think I'm a foolish old woman,
but I'll tell you this:

I feel better.

I feel like I did something
to give that girl some peace.

Lisbon. You're calling to tell me...

...that the, uh, person of interest
you're following is not the murderer.

No, but he told us what Talia
was looking for.

Oh?

She was looking for her father's
murderer, Edward Fish.

- Mm.
- Yeah, you better get back here.

- Excuse me, Agent Lisbon. A word?
- One second.

Hmm, you sound busy,
so don't worry about me.

I know exactly what to do. Bye.

Yes, counselor?

Yeah, my client, Dennis Kagan.

You're dropping all charges since
he's been such a cooperative witness?

And I've got an agent with cuts
and bruises as a result of your client.

And I've got assault, failure to identify,
and excessive force.

Do we really want to go there, given
where your guys have been already?

It'll never hold up in court
and you know it.

- But okay.
- Oh, fantastic.

You're meaner than you look.

- Yeah, you are.
- Ah.

I try, heh.

- We're still on for tonight, right?
- Oh, yeah, sure. Okay.

I'm gonna research the dad's murder.

Good idea.

Hey, boss. I just made a new pot.
You want a cup?

No.

It's funny you mention coffee. I just got
off the phone with a social worker...

...who claims one of my agents
threw a cup of it at her.

What? It spilled on her desk as
we were leaving. Didn't even get on her.

- Sure you don't want any?
- Tell me what's going on...

...whether or not I can count on you.

Of course you can.
Why would you ask me that?

Because right before the phone call
from the social worker...

...a lawyer
from the public defender's office...

...threatened to bring you up
on charges of excessive force.

- I had to cut her client loose.
- You did what?

I'm the one with the busted lip.
He didn't have a mark on him.

You didn't touch him?

Boss, come on.

You're telling me...

...even though I've gotten two
complaints about you within an hour...

- ...there's nothing going on, you're fine?
- Yeah, that's what I'm saying.

Okay, look,
I know it's been a tough year.

We've got a new boss,
we're under a lot of scrutiny.

It's really important that we make
a good impression. Do you understand?

I didn't do anything wrong.

Grace.

As a friend,
should I be worried about you?

I'm fine.

Social worker's pissed that somebody
was trying to make her do her job.

The kid got out of line, but I handled it.
Not a big deal.

The lawyer would've had no case.

All right.

Well, as your boss, any more of this
and we've got a serious problem.

Got it.

Hi.

Hello.

- Mr. Jane, right?
- That's right.

Wow, this place is amazing.
Did you do this all yourself?

No, the monarchs do most of it.

I just try to make their journey easier.

And that's, uh, because insects
deserve a better life?

I know, it's a foolish obsession,
isn't it?

I often wonder why I do it,
but here I am.

Here you are.

But if the cruise ships make
this island a port of call...

...could be a wonderful tourist attraction.
You could make yourself a lot of money.

Cruise ships?
What are you talking about?

Oh, Jack LaFleur. You know him?

- The fisherman, yeah.
- Yeah, well, apparently...

...he's, uh, rebuilding his jetty into a pier
or a wharf, whichever's bigger.

Why would he?
Where would he get the money?

Well, I'm not entirely sure, but I think
the money's coming from Stack.

I think the idea is to lure cruise ships
to the island.

Oh, my God.

I have to make some calls
to the Coastal Commission.

There's gotta be a way to stop this.

I suggest the, uh, Sierra Club too.

LISBON:
What's up?

Winston Suarez, Talia's dad.

Worked as a night guard at
a construction business near Modesto.

And this is the guy who killed him.

Edward William Fish, a.k.a. Eddy Fish.
Nothing to do with Jack LaFleur.

So Talia went to go and find Fish,
and he killed her when she did?

Uh, what about the rape?
Does that fit in with his M.O.?

Fish stabbed Winston 18 times
when he tried to stop Fish...

...from robbing
the construction company.

- That's a lot of blood.
- Hmm.

Fish disappeared with 300 grand.
Cops never found him.

Assumption is he changed
his appearance and identity.

- What's the connection to San Felix?
- Talia found the case file.

There's mention of San Felix
as a lead that didn't pan out.

All right, thanks.

- Jane?
Hey, Lisbon.

Just putting some
of the finishing touches in place.

You be careful.
This Eddy Fish is a dangerous man.

He stabbed Talia's father 18 times.

Then it's good
we're about to catch him.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
All we have is a name.

If he's on this island, Lisbon,
he will reveal himself to us. Hang on.

Interesting, huh, guys?

Oh, did you hear about what's
happening with Stack and Gardiner?

- What?
- Stack has been working with LaFleur...

...to try to bring cruise ships
into the harbor.

- Cruise ships?
- Here?

Yeah, and then Gardiner found out,
and he's vowed to stop it immediately.

- What?
- We've got to call a town meeting.

Better hurry, Lisbon.
You'll miss all the fun.

Practically got the killer in handcuffs.

Won't be good for business.
I don't want tourists.

What business does anybody
have to do with my dock?

- As a community, it's everyone's concern.
This island's a jewel in the rough.

I'm just looking to polish it a bit.

The environmental danger
of ferry service pales in comparison -

Point of order, the chair has not
recognized Mr. Gardiner -

Ladies and gentlemen.

Sorry for the interruption.
This is a top priority.

I'm here with the CBI.

It's okay.
Everything is completely under control.

I'm gonna need you to follow
my instructions to the letter.

Listen to everything I say
very carefully.

The first thing I need you to do is...

...to place your coffee cups
on those two tables back there.

All of you, your coffee cups
on the table back there.

For this to work, you're gonna have to
listen and do as you're told. Thank you.

You heard me. Coffee cups on the table,
please. This is a very serious matter.

You too, please. Thank you.
And then return to your seats.

As quickly and efficiently as you can.

Thank you.

Okay, that wasn't so bad.

We've tracked the killer to this island.

The killer's here?
- Yes.

He's here in this room right now.

What?
Oh, my...

His name is Eddy Fish.

I don't know which one of you that is.

But you killed Talia Suarez's father.
That's why she came here to find you.

Now I'm here to finish off
what Talia started.

Yes.

To catch Eddy Fish.

- What are you going to do?
- Me?

Nothing. It's already done.

Fingerprints on the cups.

Match them
to the original crime scene.

- Is that legal?
- I want my cup back.

I'll get a camera to document everything
they're doing. We have rights.

I don't know why you're all getting
so worked up. Only one of you is guilty.

The rest of you should just sit back,
relax, have another piece of cake.

Am I the only one thinking
that's the last we'll see of Mr. Gardiner?

You going somewhere, Mr. Gardiner?

No, let go of me! I'll kill you! Unh!

Eddy Fish, you're under arrest...

...for the murders of Winston Suarez
and Talia Suarez.

You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can be used in court.

If you cannot afford an attorney,
one will be appointed to you.

Get up.
- Do you understand these rights?

I didn't know who she was.

I didn't kill her.

I never even saw the girl.
I didn't know she was on the island.

- Who'd have thought?
- He always seemed like such a nice man.

Hmm. He did, didn't he?

Boat's heading to transport us back.

Gotta find some place
to hold the prisoner.

- Good idea. Tell Cho and Van Pelt.
- Okay.

Well, we do thank you, ma'am.

That was some nice work you all did.

Thank you, Mr. Stack.
We were just doing our job.

I did wonder about the man.
It was a feeling I had.

I don't know what it was exactly,
but normal people don't feed crickets.

- Butterflies.
- Whatever. Bugs.

The point is
I got instincts about people.

No, you don't. You were fooled
just like everybody else.

- You calling me a liar?
No.

It's only that now you know him
as Eddy Fish, the violent sociopath...

...it's easy to see him as a killer.

But as the shy lepidopterist Gardiner?

Impossible for anyone to imagine him
stabbing a man 14 times.

- Eighteen times.
- Right, 18.

Eighteen times. Unimaginable.

And a number that you can't forget
once you've heard it.

Eighteen times.

Where did you hear it, exactly?

What? Uh...

From you earlier.

No, not from me. Where, then?

Uh, I don't know
what you're talking about.

Gardiner killed Talia's father,
that's true...

...but, uh, he didn't kill Talia.

Well, he might have if he'd known
she was here looking for him.

But he wouldn't have raped her.
No, not his thing.

You did it.

You met her on the ferryboat
coming back from the hospital.

What? No.

Ah, you say no,
but your eyes tell me yes.

LISBON:
Talia asked for your help.

Told you about her father and Fish
and the 18 stab wounds.

That's how you got that scratch
on your face.

You can hold a girl down with one hand,
but you couldn't protect your face.

- Gardiner killed her. We all saw.
- No.

- You're wrong.
- Doubtful.

Proving it should be easy, though,
since you gave us your DNA to match.

Cuff him, Lisbon.

Does it make you
uncomfortable, Mr. Naylor?

Being alone here with me?

It should.

I would gladly hurt you
for what you did to that poor girl.

- Hurt you badly.
- Whoa, agent, cool it down, okay?

- It's not his fault what happened.
- Oh, please. It's not his fault?

No.

You're a decent guy, I can tell.

You could have controlled yourself,
you would have.

You don't want to hurt anyone.

- No.
- No.

When you get those urges...

...it's like somebody else
taking over your body, right?

Somebody evil.

Yeah.

- Come on.
RIGSBY: No, really.

Listen.

I understand that you were trying
to control yourself.

You went to Stack's ranch on San Felix
to take yourself away.

Somewhere safe, somewhere
away from temptation, right?

But then you hurt your shoulder.

And a doctor needed to set it
and there's no doctor on the island.

I wanted to stay on the ranch.
I didn't -

I didn't want to leave.

And she was on the ferry coming back,
wasn't she?

She asked about your arm.

She came to me.

She asked for my help.

Wanted me to hide her.

Yeah, so you took her to the ranch.

An out-building where nobody goes.

Where no one would hear
when you raped and killed her.

You can't judge me.

You don't know what it's like to be me.

You think I want to be like this?

You have the gall to ask for pity
after what you've done?

You'll get no pity.

Not in this life or the next.

Nice work back there.

Thanks. You too.

Yeah, we really had him fooled, huh?

- Thought you were a real hard case.
- Heh, yeah.

Listen, about before at the office
with Sarah, I just -

Oh, yeah. Congratulations.
She seems nice.

Well, uh, I just don't want it
to be awkward between -

Ha, ha, with me?
That's the least of your problems.

What does that mean?

Well, she's a public defender.
I mean, good luck, but be careful.

LISBON:
Hey.

The boat's docking now.
Get the prisoners and get them onboard.

- Sure thing.
- Have you seen Jane?

- No.
- No.

Better get here quick
or he's gonna get left behind.