The Mentalist (2008–2015): Season 1, Episode 20 - Red Sauce - full transcript

MENTALIST
/'men-t3-list/ noun

Someone who uses mental
Acuity,hypnosis and/or suggestion.

A master manipulator of
Thoughts and behavior.

- Blow out the candles and make a wish.
- Okay.

- Was that a... Okay.
- All right.

- Now presents.
- Okay.

Is it a vase?

Oh,wait. Jane's gonna guess.

- Okay, Jane.
- Yoga mat?

Correct.

We talked about that ashtanga
class. I just thought...



- It's great. Thanks.
- You're welcome.

10 bucks says you don't get this one.

You're on. 10 bucks.

Happy birthday.

- Cover your eyes.
- Got it.

- Don't cheat.
- No cheating.

Okay.

- Clear?
- Okay, Jane.

Okay, Rigsby,it's a gift
certificate for a...

- Spa treatment.
- Damn.

- Correct again.
- Bingo. 10.

Yeah, I owe you.

Okay,2 for 2. How about mine?

- Cho...
- That's sweet. Thank you.



- I got it.
- Okay.

Okay. What is it?

It's a... Mid to high-end bottle of...

Wine. Oh,no,no,no,no,no. Champagne.

- Yes.
- There we go.

Regift?

It's a really good
bottle,and i don't drink.

- Let's have some cake.
- Okay.

What about your gift?

It's on its way.

Typical.

You really think that i would
forget your birthday present?

- Van Pelt.
- It's on its way.

Yeah,right.

A little grumpy 'cause
daddy didn't buy you a pony?

Boss, we got a call.

He was found this
morning by some hikers.

Looks like he's been out here a couple of days

gunshot to the forehead.

There's no I.D.

This is all we found on him.

A straw tube and a...

I don't know, religious medal?

Or a good luck charm, maybe.

It didn't work too well if it was.

Our victim worked in a video game arcade
in the next big town to the north of here.

How'd you get that?

There was a big storm here
last week,wasn't there?

Yeah,a lot of rain. 4 inchespof
snow up in the mountains.

When the river rises,this
spot must be underwater.

So he must have been brought down here from
somewhere upriver and got caught in the tree.

Okay,but what about the arcade?

Well,this is a token
used for video games.

And this is a peruvian finger cuff.

They give 'em away as cheap prizes.

Our man looks a little old to be
hanging out in a video game arcade...

Unless he's into kids.

He doesn't look the type.

I bet he works in one.

We find the arcade,we
find the information.

What's the next big town upriver?

Sierra Vista.

Okay,it's a theory. We're
done. He's all yours.

Uh, do I detect a slight residue
of grumpiness in your demeanor?

No.

I swear to you, Lisbon, your
gift is on its way.

Uh, I'm not grumpy, and i don't give
a damn about your supposed gift.

She's still grumpy with me,isn't she?

Not touching that.

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This is the only arcade in town.

And only a couple miles from the river.

Gasoline,cheese,mesquite. It's
wonderful. This is the place.

Yeah,we'll see.

Hey,you got a dollar on you?

I'll give it right back.

Bingo.

Okay. You're right.

Here you go. Have fun.

That's Ed Didrikson.

He's been working for
me about two years.

- Okay.
- What happened?

Somebody killed him.

Can you think of why that would happen?

No,he kept to himself mostly.

No trouble. No trouble at all.

An honest,reliable,married
man-type guy.

Wife's name?

Uh,don't recall.

Uh,uh,Karen,Carol,somethin' like that.

And what was his position here,exactly?

Shift manager. He ran the
till,kept the kids in line.

He was good at that. It's
a responsible position.

Any money go missing lately?

Nope. And I keep tabs,trust me.

And why should we trust you?

Uh,i-it's just a
phrase,uh,like,"you know?"

What do I know?

No,uh,uh,you don't know anything.

Uh,i'm saying,it's just a thing to say.

Oh,it's a figure of speech.

So i shouldn't trust you,really.

Yeah--no,you
should.

When was the last
time you saw Didrikson?

Friday night when he left work. Uh,he
didn't show up for work next day.

Uh,i called his home.
First there was no answer.

Uh,the next day,uh,h-his wife was there,said
he was away on a-a family emergency.

Doesn't know when he'll be back.

An emergency?

That's all she said.

How was her tone?

Was she calm or was she... Upset?

Upset,I guess.

We'll need the home address.

Sure thing.

- Now...
- Right.

If you wouldn't mind.

- Ugh,kinda hard to trust the guy.
- Yep.

You and Rigsby stay here. Talk to
the kids Didrikson kept in line.

See if they have the
same take on the guy.

Cho,van pelt and i are
gonna go talk to the wife.

All right. We'll see you later.

Bye.

Teenagers. I hate questioning
teenagers. It's like talking to mud.

You some love in your heart.

Oh,is that my problem?

Yeah,it is. Stay close.

Great.

Not bad. Not bad at all.

You want to see how
it's supposed to be done?

What are you,sex perverts or cops?

See what I mean?

Oh,he's a cop. I'm just
a concerned citizen.

All right,we--we got
nothing to say to you.

Yeah. Screw the cops.

Even for a midget villain like
yourself,that's an untenable ethical position.

Every modern society has
some kind of police force.

It's like saying,"screw the
public transport system."

Oh,thank you.

What'd you find out?

County tax collectors list the
owners as Ed and Jenny Didrikson.

Moved here two years ago from Texas.

No kids,no criminal records,not much
of anything as far as the data goes.

The only odd this is they paid
for the house in cash. No mortgage.

That's crazy. How'd you do that?

Focus. Watch as i make
this machine do my bidding.

Do exactly as i tell you.

You--take
over.

You... Come with me.

- Have a seat.
- Okay.

So...

Tell us what you know
about Ed Didrikson.

Eddie that works here?

I mean,Eddie's a cool guy.

He'll hook you up if he knows you.

Hook you up? With what?

Uh,weed,you know?

- It's Tiny's
stuff,but-- - Tiny?

Yeah,he's a biker.
He rolls with the x's.

It's his stuff,same price,but he
doesn't mess with people like Tiny does.

Or you could borrow money from him.

I mean,he charges a heavy
vig,but that's all right.

That's what
Didrikson calls it--a vig?

Yeah. Did i say it right? Vig?

- I don't know. is he saying it wrong?
- No,no. That's right.

No,that's right.

Anything else you
could tell us about him?

He's always talking about respect.

He won't tolerate any kind of diss.

This one time,Slow Ritchie
gave him the finger.

He just reached out and broke it.

- You could hear the bone crack.
- Ouch.

Ritchie's on the floor screaming,and
did just looks at him real cold.

He cusses him out in French or
something and goes about his business.

In French?

I don't know. Something foreign.

Interesting.

Do you know he's dead?

- Eddie?
- Yeah.

No. What happened?

Thanks for your help.

You can go now.

Back door's locked as well.
Feels like a dead bolt.

Somebody's watching us
from the upstairs window.

Jenny Didrikson? CBI. Police.

Let us in. We'd like to speak with you.

We don't have time
to wait for a warrant.

But we do have reason to believe that
somebody's life is in danger. Right?

Mrs. Didrikson?

You get the hell out of my house
right now,you murdering scum.

I swear to god,I'll blow you away.

Mrs. Didrikson,I'm
gonna show you my badge.

I got people coming. You
better get out of here.

Mrs. Didrikson,we're with the
California bureau of investigation.

Put the gun down.

California bureau of my ass.

You get the hell outta
here. I will shoot you.

This is my cell phone.

I'm gonna dial 9-1-1,and we will
get uniformed policemen here,

And they will sort everything out.

In the meantime,we'll all relax.

Screw you! I'm gonna count to
ten,and then i'm gonna start shooting.

One... Two...

- Lisbon.
- Jane,get off the phone.

Three...

I think I know what we have here.

- Four...
- I've got a situation.

- Five,six...
- I think Didrikson used to work for the mob
and went into witness protection

- Seven.
- That's why he's out here.

Eight...

Freeze! Freeze!

Drop your weapons.
Get down on the ground.

Put your hands on your heads!

Who are you people?

We're with the California
bureau of investigation.

I'm agent lisbon. These
are agents cho and van pelt.

We're U.S. Marshals.

Yeah,we can see that.

Okay,fellas. Stand down.

Jenny? Jenny,it's us.

Sweetheart,put the gun down. It's okay.

It's all right.

Sorry,agent. I didn't mean
to scare you like that.

You know,we hear the bell,come running.

That's all right. We weren't scared.

No hard feelings,right?

Come on down,Jenny. It's all right.

All right,so why are you
here? What did eddie do now?

He's dead.

Single shot to the forehead.

- We found him 50 miles downriver.
- Damn.

I knew this would happen

You didn't know he was missing,and
he was under your protection?

No,Jenny informed us he
was missing three days ago.

He's been a.w.o.l.before. We just figured
he was out,another drunk or something.

You sons o' bitches! I told you they'd
get him! And I told you! You bastards!

Bastards.

What'd i miss?

Up until two years ago,Ed Didrikson
was Eddie Russo from Philadelphia.

He ran numbers for
the Battaglia family...

And loan sharking and collections.

And then he got caught with 10 kilos
of cocaine. The feds flipped him.

The guy actually testified against
Santino Battaglia and his family.

The old man didn't go
down,but,uh,two of his sons got life.

Russo and his wife moved down here under our
supervision with the witness relocation program.

So what do you think happened here?

What went wrong,do you think?

The same old story,I guess.

You know,these people-- they can't
resist contacting somebody from back home--

From their old life-- and that
person tells somebody,and eventually,

Somebody sells him out
to Santino Battaglia.

You know,it happens.

Yeah,we tell themragain and again--
look,your old life is dead. It's gone.

Forget it,but,uh,they don't listen.

- So you people are witness protection?
- Yeah.

So that means you're
supposed to protect people?

We're not bodyguards,agent.
We don't babysit these people.

Consultant. She's the
agent. I'm the consultant.

- Agent.
- You were saying?

Consultant?

Okay.

We physically meet with
our clients once a week.

And our last scheduled
appointment with eddie was what,

- the day before he disappeared,right?
- Yeah.

And Jenny told you he was
missing,and you did nothing?

What should we have
done? Alert the media?

We were looking for 'em,and like i said,it
wasn't the first time eddie had jumped the fence.

This isn't our fault.

Oh,did you know that
eddie was dealing drugs?

No.

Yeah,seing marijuana
and pills to children.

No. Where did you get that?

A kid down at the arcade
where eddie worked.

Said he was fronting for
a biker named... Tiny.

- You guys have been busy,huh?
- Yeah.

Just to be clear on this,you didn't
know about any criminal activities

the victim might have been engaged in?

Look,he was a made man,a mafioso.

It's not like he's gonna turn
around and join the church choir.

- So you did know?
- There's an adjustment period.

No,we didn't.

Nor do we now,actually,and
you wanna know something?

This is starting to sound an
awful lot like an interrogation.

Not appreciated. We
have reports to write.

It was very nice to have met you.

Do you prefer Gina or Jenny?

Who gives a damn? Call me what you like.

Gina then.

When did you last see your husband?

It was last friday morning.

He never came home from work.

He called that afternoon,said he had some
business to do and that he was gonna be home late.

And that was the last
time I heard from him.

What kind of business was that?

I don't know. Business. I didn't ask.

You didn't ask or you
didn't want to know?

Oh,i get it. He's a bad man,right?

He must have been doing something wrong.

He's out there raping and
killing people,must've--

Must've deserved what
he got. Is that it?

Gina.

What's he gonna do wrong in this place?

Vandalize a cactus?

You don't like it here?

You know what the
worst part is? The food.

They got no good red sauce,no sausage
and they put pineapple on their pizza.

Do you have any idea
who might have done this?

Who do you think?

It was that pig,Sonny
Battaglia,and his people.

They swore they would get
my husband,and now they have.

My husband did the right thing,didn't he?

He did what his country asked him to do.

So why is it that they didn't take
care of us like they were supposed to?

Did you or your husband recently talk to anyone
from the old days,from your previous life?

No. What,are we idiots? No.

Who do you talk to?

Yeah,right. Who? I talk to no one.

The wind.

So how would the Battaglias have
found out where you were located?

It was the marshals,of course.

Somebody paid one of those witsec
sons o' bitches to rat us out.

Gina,look at me.

Whoever did this-- we
will catch them. I promise.

Okay.

What'd you learn?

Oh,she's scared,she's of italian
descent,she bites her nails,

She doesn't like pets or pineapple.

Useful stuff.

Cho,reach out to the
organized crime unit.

Get a line on Sonny Battaglia.

Find out who's in charge,who they
might hire to do something like this.

You and Rigsby go and
find Tiny. Bring him in.

Do we know who he rides with?

Uh,the kids did say something
about him being with the x's.

I know a guy in san berdoo,has a
c.i.with him. We'll find tiny. No problem.

Hey,we're closed.

Is one of you Tiny?

Who's askin'?

We're with the California
bureau of investigation.

Get out of here before I
call your parole officers.

- You got me!
- Sorry.Are you all right?

Yeah.

- Let's put him on a chair
- Ok

You know,we just wanted to ask
you some questions. That's all.

I don't like cops.

Ed Didrikson was found dead yesterday.

What do you know about that?

Who's Ed Didrikson?

You were in business with
Ed. Dealing marijuana?

Mari--what?

Look,we just want to
find out who killed him.

Help us with that.

We don't care about
your other... Business.

Eddie was a rat.

Rats get dead.

Not by me. Not by me.

But it happens. Nobody likes rats.

He ratted you out?

A couple weeks back,Eddie and me
were in his car doing business.

We got busted by sierra vista
p.d.,holding 10 pounds of weed.

I'm in the tank two days.

I go before the judge,and it's just me.

Eddie's gone,and I mean gone.

He's not even on the docket anymore.

He's off the original arrest report.

So what does that tell you?

Obviously he's a narc or a snitch.

And he's so well-connected,he don't
mind that I know that's what he is--

Dirty low-down scum.

That don't mean I killed him.

was arrested two weeks
ago on marijuana charges.

They say he was alone,not
with Ed Didrikson.

Don't know anything
about him,apparently.

What about the records forpthe
vehicle tiny was busted in?

No vehicle.

He was stopped on the street.

Walking around with
10 pounds of marijuana?

That's what the sierra vista
p.d. police chief says,yeah.

What'd he sound likevwhen he said it?

Like he was covering for
some other guy's mess.

So we need to speakpto
those marshals again.

I'm gonna make that call.

Any word on Sonny Battaglia?

After his two sons went to
prison,sonny battaglia retired,

Left the family business to
his number two,Joseph Angelini.

So angelini would only want to
send eddie russo his best wishes.

It's Battaglia who would want him dead.

He's outpof the business,pushing 70.

Plays a lot of golf in palm desert.

Some people say he's not really retired,

that he's just playing it that
way to keep his hands clean.

Palm desert right herer in California?

No.

Palm desert's not in california?

No,you can't sneak off and try
and talk to sonny battaglia.

I thought you meant palm
desert wasn't in California.

It is in California,right?

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Excuse me!

Sonny Battaglia?

Keep moving,Jack.

Name's Jane. Patrick Jane.

I need a moment of your time,if I may.

For what?

Speak about Eddie Russo.

- You a cop?
- No.

Good. You alone?

- Yeah.
- Shoot him.

There's three reasons I'm not scared.

Well,okay,I'm scared,but there's
three reasons I'm not terrified.

Please tell.

One--you don't get to be your age,rich and unimprisoned
by shooting people willy-nilly on golf courses.

Until now.

You know what consistency is?

The hobgoblin of little minds?

Right. Emerson.

Okay. Reason number two?

I can significantly
improve your golf game.

You and a hundred other baccalas.

Reason number three?

I know where to find Eddie Russo.

How do I improve my game?

Well,it's very simple. It's easy.

You have to ink of hitting the
ball more as,uh,an act of creation.

What you need is a little more flow.

Flow?

- I changed my mind. Shoot him.
- What's your favorite song?

You're the smart ass. You tell me.

Its either Elvis,Sinatra or Italian opera.

Enrico Caruso singing "Santa Lucia."

Perfect. Could you hand me one of
those sticks,and we'll get started?

- Sticks?
- Whatever you call 'em.

Not the fat one. Get
the--the other kind.

Okay,well,that's a little
fat,but i'll make it work.

Flow.

- Thanks for coming.
- what's the deal?

We don't have much time.

Why don't you have a seat
in my office? It's quieter.

All right.

- You remember agent Cho.
- How you doin'?

I won't beat around the bush.

Two weeks ago,did you get eddie
russo off the hook for a drug bust?

No,we did not.

Well,somebody did, and it made his
accomplice very angry at him.

Why would we do that?

Maybe you had a deal with Russo.

He gets to deal drugs or what have you,and
you look the other way or maybe even help him,

As long as he keeps helping
the feds with their thing.

Let me explain the real
world to you,Teresa.

Russo's been squeezed dry of testimony.

Federal prosecutors
don't need him anymore.

They don't care what happens
to him and neither do we.

He gets busted,that's his
problem,and it's less work for us.

So either the local cops were in
business with Eddie or my guess--

You're just as misinformed as
you are disrespectful and dumb.

Bye now.

- Seems dirty,doesn't he?
- Yep.

Why don't you check with i.a. about him
and his partner? See if anything pops.

Where's Jane?

Don't get mad,but I have a feeling
he went down to talk to Battaglia.

Damn it.

Should one of us head down
to palm desert just in case?

He made his bed.

* Santa Lucia

* Santa Lucia

* Santa Luci...

I should've shot you
myself when you showed up.

* Santa Lucia

all the hours I spent
on this course,huh?

The thousands i wasted on
videotapes and coaching.

And blondie here,he does it with
singing. How do youike at,huh?

I'm just polishing the
talent that was already there.

Yeah,yeah.

So now tell me,my strange new
friend,where's Eddie Russo?

- You didn't know?
- Know what?

Eddie Russo's dead.

No kidding.

Killed a couple days ago.

He's in the state morgue in Sacramento
under the name of Ed Didrikson.

Who did it?

You don't know? Interesting.

Who did it?

I don't know.

- Today is a good day.
- Good.

Listen,if you ever find out who
killed Eddie,you call me,okay?

'Cause i want to send whoever did
it some flowers and a thank you note.

Sure,sure. What's your number?

What are you doin'? Don't
give him your number.

This guy? What is he gonna do?

Here. It's a clean line. You can talk.

Thank you.

So if you didn't do it,then who would
have done it? Who was next in line?

An angry husband,most likely.

Eddie was a degenerate skirt hound.

Is that right?

An animal,compulsive.

Tell me,uh,how was it done?
How did they do it to him?

Oh,uh,I can assure you he didn't suffer.

But thanks for your time,mr.
Battaglia. See you later.

Hey,wait a minute. I'm not
finished talking with you yet.

Well,i'm finished talking with you.

Hey,what are you,al
pacino all of a sudden?

People don't act that way with me.

I do when there's witnesses around.

What am I gonna do with this
guy? He's got a screw loose.

You know,you ink you have a
certain outlaw charm about you,

And you do,but you live by oppression.

In reality,you're just a
greedy,twisted little sadist.

Hey,screw you,blondie.

You're lucky you helped me
beat arnold palmer here,huh?

Or I'd plug you right now.
The hell with the witnesses!

Screw you.

You played golf with Sonny Battaglia?

Yeah. Sonny,uh... Well,I did,mm-hmm.

And what did you learn?

He didn't kill Russo,and
golf is,oddly,very easy.

And you're sure of this?

I'm very sure. It's all about
rhythm. Anyone could do it.

Yeah,sonny battaglia's
clean,at least i think.

It's hard to say with a sociopath.

That doesn't mean that some other
mafioso didn't do it,of course.

Sonny thinks it was an ex-lover.

You know,the key is who sprung Eddie from that
charge,and i'm betting it's those marshals.

Which means we're gonna have to accuse
the sierra vista p.d.of double-dealing.

Hmm,that should be fun.

A vehicle registered to ed
didrikson just entered the system.

It was towed from the lot outside
house of games monday morning.

So if russo's car was still
parked outside house of games,

That means somebody
must have picked him up.

Maybe the arcade security cameras
have a picture of who it was.

- Why don't you two find out?
- Right.

Yeah,you guys go find
out. I'll find the couch.

Oh,there it is.

We need to look at your security tapes.

Tapes? I Have no tapes.

You have cameras.

Of course,but only the little red
light works. That's all you need.

What are you guys looking for
anyhow? Nothing happened here.

We want to know who picked up Russo.

I can tell you that.
His wife picked him up.

I saw her in the parking lot.

- His wife?
- Yeah.

- You sure it was her?
- Sure.

I-i mean,I assume it was her.

She's cked him up a couple times before.

Brunette,slim,maybe 5'4"?

No. A pretty black lady about 5'10".

Boss,we're gonna need to speak to
marshal knox about a few things.

What do you people think you're
playing at? Who's your supervisor?

i want some answers right now.

Uh,Lisbon?

I'm gonna make sure you regret
that you ever screwed with me,pal.

- I'm not even a cop.
- Hello,marshal Exley.

I just got a call from my
supervisor telling me that

you put in an official request to question marshal
Knox as a person of interest in the Russo case.

- Yes.
- It's all over the department.

Why are you trying to ruin her?

Did you know she was with Russo on
friday night,the night he vanished?

So you're saying that she fingered
him,that she set him up for the mob?

- Well,it certainly looks that way.
- No. That's garbage. It's absurd.

- I would have known.
- Just saying.

She's my partner,for God's sake.

I would know if she wasn't straight.

We confirmed with the Sierra Vista P.D.

The night that Russo got arrested,Knox
came in and had them drop the charges

As if she was doing it on
behalf of the marsh service.

Why would she do that?

Well,ere's no usein fingering Russo
if he's locked up safe in prison.

No,this is a mistake.
There's some explanation.

Then why can't we find
her to hear her say that?

I don't know.

Do you know where she is now?

No.

All right then.

Ma'am?

Hello?

She's hardly breathing.
Better call it in.

2 alpha 44,i need fire and Rescue to roll
code 3 to the 500 block of lexington,

attempt suicide.

Got it. ThANks.

She's at County general.

They're pumping her stomach now.

Is she gonna be okay?

Well,they don't know what she took
or how much,so it's too early to tell.

- But looks like she's gonna make it.
- Okay.

I'm gonna go see her.

Wait. W-we'll come with.

No,that's all right.
I-i can handle this.

I respect your distress.
She's your partner.

But please understand
our situation here.

We've got a case to run,and
she's still a person of interest.

We need to speak to her.

Okay,i understand. You got a job to do.

Oh,here's
a thought--

- what if you did it?
- Me? What?

Sure. Knox wasn't setting
up russo with the mob.

She was meeting him that night
because they were having an affair.

- Yeah,that makes sense.
- It does,doesn't it?

You're out of your mind.

That lowlife crook in
bed with your christy?

And don't try to tell us you
don't have a secret crush on her.

- That's crap,pal.
- You see the anger?

The sort of scandal that could
screw up your career along with hers.

I mean,i understand. Any man in
your position would want to kill him.

That's enough.

Oh,i'm not saying that
you knew about the affair.

I'm just saying that if you
did,you'd be our prime suspect.

It's funny,really. Your best defense is your
apparent lack of the most basic detective skills.

- Oh,you little son of a bitch.
- Easy.

Hey,I'm sorry. I'm just
thinking out loud. No offense.

- You're right. No offense.
- None taken.

Well,you certainly pushed
his button didn't you?

Cho,come to the hospital with me.

You two talk to Gina Russo.

Find out what she thinks about all this.

Try and behave yourself.

I'll do my best.

- Can I see your phone? - Do
you think he did it,Exley?

I don't know. Do you think he did?

Well,if there was an affair,he
had motive,like you say.

Yeah,if.

And he did didn't respond
well to being prodded.

Nobody does.

When someone answers,can
you say,"is Mary there?"

- Why?
- Just for fun.

Santa Lucia!

Is,um,is Mary there?

No,lady,it's the wrong number.

- Wrong number. What was that about?
- Groundwork.

Can I have a look at your phone?

Here,hold these.

Try 'em on.

They look good.

Do you
have,uh,whatchamacallit--

- Uh,warm-up gear,training
sweats,shiny type? - No. Yeah.

- Where are you going with this?
- Ask to speak to Mary.

Oh,i don't like this.

- Can I speak to mary,please?
- No.

- What did they say?
- "no."

- Who was that?
- Just an old friend.

- Where's your sweat gear?
- Uh, in my locker.

All right, let's go.

Jane?

Here we go.

Okay, but i'd feel better
if Lisbon knew about this.

Then tell her.

You know what to do, right?

You just stay for a few minutes
until she gets comfortable,

and then when rigsby calls, you leave.

What's my reason for leaving?

Oh,it doesn't matter. Something
to do wi work. Just be vague.

Rigsby's right,you know.

Lisbon told us to go see Gina Russo.

She told you to stay out of trouble.

Sonny,hi. Patrick jane.

Oh,yeah,you. Okay,you got a name for me?

Uh,no. Not yet. Maybe
soon. Never mind about that.

Mary wants to know,has anyone
left any messages for her?

Are you crazy?

Listen, you little jerk.

I will tear your freakin' head off
and stick it where the sun don't--

You gotta talk to the marshals for me.

I want to know when i'm gonna get moved.

Uh,that's not really
our purview,but--

Thank you. I'd appreciate it.

What's he doing?

Oh, uh, you said you can't
get any good food out here,

So, uh, I thought I'd
come by and cook you some.

if you want to help,you can chop these.

Okay.

Do you have an apron?

I can't imagine be stuck out here
in the desert alone with the coyotes

And the tumbleweeds anthe bad red sauce.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Out here,you're all alone.

When you said you were homesick,eddie
probably told you to make friends,

Join a gym or something,right?

Yoga,he says.

Yoga.

'Cause standing on your head listening
to flute music is definitely the answer.

Yeah. Okay,got it.

I gotta go do something. Work.

Well,come back quick.
We'll still be here.

All right,great.

- Mm,that was good.
- Not bad at all.

- Salute.
- Salute.

gina,we believe that eddie was having a romantic
relationship with Christy Knox from the witsec program.

Romantic?

With the marshal lady? Are you
kidding? No. Never happen. No.

Why are you so sure?

Eddie liked the ladies,right?
Didn't he? Womanizer. Famous for it.

Yeah,maybe in his old
life,but he changed.

Changed? Really?

You believe th people
can change who they are?

Yeah,sure. People can change.

Eddie couldn't change. No.

He used to be somebody. Now
he's got to be nobody. No.

Even after he dragged you all the
way out here to the middle of nowhere,

There's still some nights he
doesn't come home,just like before.

Before you can move on,gina,you
gotta make things right now.

Tell me the truth.

I'm not sayin' nothin'.

You found out he was cheating.
You snapped,and you shot him.

You can say whatever you like. It
means nothing. You have to prove it.

Where did you do it?

What happened to the gun that you used?

You want some coffee? Dessert?

No,thanks.

The reason I'm
here alone--

My colleagues are kind
of straight arrows.

I don't want 'em getting mixed
up in anything,you know,sketchy.

What sketchy?

I went to talk to sonny battaglia.

Impressive man. Knows
how to get what he wants.

He's a vicious scumbag.

Yeah,he is. Didn't speak
too well of you,either.

Seems to think it was you that encouraged
eddie to rat in the first place.

- That's not true.
- It's what he thinks.

And you know what he's like once he
gets that idea in his head-- stubborn.

He offered me a very sweet deal.

What kind of a deal?

- What kind of deal do you think?
- You tell me.

You can either make me look good with
the cops and confess to what you've done,

Or you can make me look
good with sonny battaglia...

And die.

That's your choice.

Die? You're a cop.

And cops never bend the law,do they?

Besides,I'm not even really a cop.

I'm just a consultant...

Lookin' out for number one.

You better make up your mind.

Battaglia's man is on his way.

I don't believe you.

Well,I'll call sonny and
have him tell you himself.

You remember his voice,don't you?

Don't you?

- Yeah.
- Hey,sonny.

- It's you again?
- Yeah,it's me again.

It better be what I want to hear

You remember that woman we were
talking about? Well,she's right here.

Listen,you piece
of dirt,you dog--

yeah,sure.I'll put her on.

- Hello?
- You are dead! Do you hear me?

I am gonna rip off your
head and chew on your spine!

Nobody screws around with
me and lives! You hear me?

So what's it gonna be,Gina?

Confess or die?

- You can't do this.
- Oh,i'm doin' it.

Oh,he's here. Faster than I thought.

There's no guns in the house.
The police have taken 'em all.

It's either him or me,Gina.

All right. All right. I
did it,okay? I killed Eddie.

Good. Tell me the details.

You tell him to stop. Stop him!

Details.

I followed them from work
on friday night. All right?

I watched them go to a motel.

Afterwards,she drove him back to
his car. There was no one around.

I shot him.

And then--and then i drove his body to
a bridge,and i dumped it over the edge.

Perfect,thank you. Agent
Rigsby,arrest this woman.

Put your hands behind your back.

Lookin' good,sport. Lookin' good.

Knox wanted to apologize to you personally,but
she's,uh,she's still in the hospital.

What is she gonna do now?

Well,she's out of the
marshal service,of course.

Um,she's just gonna take
some time off,see what's next.

And,um,i want to apologize,too.

I got turned around,and,um,I
was out of line.

And congratulations on solving the case.

Come here. Give me a hug.

- Come on. There we go.
- Okay.

- You're a good man.
- All right.

Okay. Okay.

That's not how we do things
in the marshals office,

But,uh,i guess it works.

You two,be well.

What were you thinking,by
the way? Unbelievable.

Believe,lisbon. Believe.

You gotta look at it this way--
We've closed yet another case.

Toying with mafia bosses is no
way to close cases. It's stupid.

You're just trying to
find fault,and I know why.

Oh,really?

Yeah. You're still a little grumpy about
the birthday present thing,aren't you?

Will you leave that alone?

Oh,unbelievable. You know,you got
no reason to be grumpy anymore.

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