The Mentalist (2008–2015): Season 5, Episode 3 - Not One Red Cent - full transcript

While bringing in his shoes at his Sacramento cobbler's, Patrick witnesses the flight of masked bank robbers, who apparently killed popular assistant manager Ernie Wright. Only the murder distinguishes this robbery from a successful streak in the region. The 'civilized' FBI-CBI war continues, yet Mancini and Lisbon consider becoming poker buddies. Patrick helps the team work out the whole robbery's cast and sets a trap for his postulated inside accomplice.

Stay calm.

Do that, nothing can go wrong.
Got it?

Yeah, we got it.

Hi, good to see you again.

Uh, yes,
that time of the year.

I have to get my shoes
resoled.

Uh, put. Put.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Right there.
Got just a... a hole there.

Everybody, get down!

This is a robbery! Get down
from behind the counter.



Get down here! Now!

Get down!

Down!
Oh.

Get down!
Get down on the ground!

Nobody do anything stupid!

Cameras. Move.

I want to cell phones kicked

into the center of the room
right now.

Let's see 'em!

Mm.

Name.

Still Jane.

Jane.

Thank you.



And, uh,

how long do you think
that'll be?

We'll see.

Okay.

Good to see you, too.

Everybody's gonna go home
to their families

if they don't do
anything stupid.

Who here can open the vault?

I can. I can.

Get up! Get in the back!

Get the bags.

Go!

Open it.

Hey. Kill it.

Here. Fill it.

Fill it.

What's taking him?

We don't need these.

Count to a hundred.

One,

two,

three...

What the hell was that?

Let's go!

There's a cop.

Whoa.

Oh.

I think you need a little lie down.
Oh. Oh. Oh.

Just have
a little rest here.

I think I might faint.

There we go.
Just put your head down there.

♪ The Mentalist 5x03 ♪
Not One Red Cent
Original Air Date on October 14, 2012

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Okay. Thanks.

Three men hit the vault in
the back for a million in cash.

The shot killed
an assistant manager.

Any witnesses?

Lots,
but they're not much help.

The robbers
were wearing masks.

They also blacked out
the cameras with spray paint,

but I'm pulling the footage.

Where's Jane?

Inside.

Is that a friend
of the victim?

Fiancee. Works in the bank.

Hey.

Nice shoes.

Uh, yes, uh, loaners.

Mine are in
getting repaired.

How long is that gonna take?

We'll see. The, uh...

cobbler fainted.

Are you coming?

Meh.

It's a little cramped
in there.

No expended casings in here.
Any outside?

Found 2. Both 9-millimeter.

Witnesses say six shots were
fired outside,

so one of the shooters
must've been using a revolver.

Let me know what the M.E. says

when he pulls the slug
from the victim.

You got anything?

Maybe. I just spoke
with a SAC P.D. detective

who thinks
this robbery's connected

with three others committed
in the past six months.

In all of them, two,
sometimes three masked men,

took out the security cameras,
passed up the teller drawers,

and went straight for the vault,
just like these guys.

How many victims
in the other robberies?

None. He's the first.

Did SAC P.D. finish
their search of the bank?

Almost. Nothing so far.

Okay. Here's
how we're gonna run this.

You coordinate
the witness interviews

and tell Rigsby to pull the case
files from the other robberies.

I want to know
if this is the same guys.

All right.

This is Lisbon.

Cho. Was the safe deposit vault
open when you got here?

Yeah. Why?

Just curious.

Yes, sir.
I will be right there.

That was Bertram.
I gotta go.

Bank robberies belong
to the FBI.

This case is ours.

And tell me, why does the CBI
continue to encroach

on our jurisdiction?

We were on site first.

It's not our fault
if you're late off the mark.

Agent Lisbon, Agent Mancini
has a valid point

regarding jurisdiction.
Thank you.

Sir, the crime my team and I
are investigating

is a crime of murder.

A murder committed
during a bank robbery.

The murder supersedes
the crime of armed robbery.

So our investigation
takes priority.

You're more than welcome
to investigate

after we close the murder.

Assuming you do.

You know what they say about
assuming things. It makes--

I know exactly what--
all right. That's enough.

Agent Mancini, Agent Lisbon
and her team will take point

in the murder investigation.

In the meantime, you will have
full access to all case files.

Agreed?

Hey.
We have a personal problem?

Personal problem?

You act like
you don't like me,

like I killed your pet tortoise
or something.

What,
are we in high school?

You lost the most important
witness we've ever had

in the Red John case,

and now you wonder why
I won't make nice?

I didn't lose Lorelei Martins

and I want her back
just as badly as you do.

And generally speaking,
when people act like

they don't like me,
it's because they really do.

They just don't want
to admit it.

Yeah. No.

I don't like you.

You'll have the case files
by the end of the day.

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

It's a friendly game,
mostly law enforcement,

State Department, FBI.

You want in?

Maybe. When?

I'll call you
with the details.

Good luck with the case.
Hope you find your man.

All right.

You boys leave tonight.
Don't come back.

I don't want to see you again.
Understood?

Well, that was
a complete waste of time.

Not one security camera near
SAC Federal caught the robbery.

Thanks.

Sure. What's all this?

Case files and footage
from the other robberies.

Check this out.

The SAC Fed job was
by far the largest haul--

more than double
any of the other robberies.

- They're getting ambitious.
- Not they.

He. Now in each one
of the robberies, there's maybe

30 seconds of footage before
the cameras were blacked out.

That was enough to analyze

the suspects' height, weight,
build, and skin color, so I did.

And guess what.

Only one of the robbers was
involved in all four crimes.

That's him.

So the other robbers--
they were work for hire?

Exactly. They do one job
and then they disappear.

But if we can find this guy,

we find them all.
He's the key.

Do you remember anything
about the men who did this?

No. Not a thing.

You know Ernie and I were up
for the same promotion?

I was mad
when I didn't get it.

But not now.

That could've been me
in there.

Ernie was a good man.

He didn't deserve this.

What were you doing
during the robbery?

What they told me to.

I am not trying to get shot
over this job.

Ernie must've done
something wrong. Poor fool.

And that's when the robbers
ordered you to the ground?

Yeah. He stuck a gun
right in my face.

I was gonna grab it
and take those guys down,

but I just had back surgery,

so I didn't want to risk
the loss of innocent lives.

After that,
one of the robbers

took assistant manager
Ernie Wright into the vault.

I think so. I don't really know.
I was in the back.

During the robbery?

In the men's room.

Is this really necessary?

I've already been through--

You were in the men's room
the whole time?

Yes.

I was, uh, washing up
when I heard the gunshot.

Of course, I didn't know it was
a gunshot at the time.

It wasn't until
I stepped into the hall

that I heard the screaming.

Was anyone back there
with you?

Not that I saw.

Ernie and I had
lunch plans.

We were just about to leave

when I went into the back
to use the restroom.

Yes, we saw as much
on the security footage.

We also saw your manager,
Armin Gagnon,

heading into the men's room
just behind you.

Do you remember seeing him?

No.

Not until
after I heard the shot.

I opened the door,
and Armin was standing there.

Then I heard the robbers
shouting, so I closed the door,

and I-I hid in the stall
until they left.

Mr. Gagnon was in the hallway?

Here?

Yes.

Why?

Just trying to get the facts
straight, ma'am.

Was Ernie the type
to fight back?

No.

Ernie was a big Teddy bear.

He'd never fight unless it was
to protect someone he loved.

Hey. How's it going?

I think I got it.

Okay. Lay it on me.

This ringleader--

he had to have planned
the robberies, right?

Right.

Which means he probably visited
each of the banks

before he robbed them.

On camera and without a mask,
yeah.

So we run
all the security footage

through facial recognition
software, and when we find

the man that visited all four
banks before the robberies,

we find our ringleader.

Great idea.

It's an idea. I don't know
if I'd call it great.

Ah, he's just jealous.

What are you wearing?

Oh, these things?

Ah, they're loaners.

How about this?

Whoever figures out
the bank robber's name first

wins lunch for a week.

Yeah, that
usually doesn't end well for us.

What do you say, Grace?
You feeling lucky?

You're on.

It was closed.

You're certain?

Must've been closed.

The safe deposit vault is
always closed.

I think it was closed.

Yeah.

I want you
to close your eyes.

Hey, we're grown-ups.
Come on.

Now put your mental self
back in this very spot,

in that very moment.

I want you to hear the sound
that your shoes made

on this marble floor.

Now without
opening your eyes,

I want you to picture the door
as you pass by.

Can you do that?

Can you see the door?

Yes.

And?

It was open.

A-ha.

Which means someone

went inside the safe deposit
vault during the robbery.

Mostly likely a robber

trying to take something
from a deposit box.

Oh, my. What if they did?

Let's find out, shall we?

That's impossible.

It is?

The safe deposit boxes
are legal property

of the individuals
who rent them.

We don't even have keys.
Only the owners do.

Only the owners do.

You wouldn't happen to have

a list of those names,
would you?

We got a match.

Oh, good morning to you, too.

The suspect visited
Pacific Bank of Modesto

and Fresno Savings and Loan
a week before each was robbed.

He comes in, cases the place,
then leaves,

without making a transaction.
I think we found our guy.

His name anyway.

Well, congratulations.

Me, too.

You did? When?

When did you figure it out?

About an hour ago.

Ah, well, there you have it.

I figured it out two hours ago,

so it looks like I win the bet.

Okay, what's his name?

Oh, I'm not gonna fall

for that old trick, Grace.

Write it down
on a piece of paper

so I know
that you're not lying.

John Hutten.

How did you do that?

How did I do it?
Does it matter? I did it.

Rigsby, we got a work address
on the suspect. Let's go.

Uh, yeah.

Uh, by the way, Grace,

there's a fabulous Thai place
on Sixth Street.

They make
a delicious Tom Kha Gai.

Ooh. Can't wait.

Mr. Hutten?

John Hutten?

Put it down.
Let me see your hands.

I'm Agent Lisbon with the CBI.

Just want to ask you
a few questions.

Agent Lisbon, you said?

Pleasure to meet you.

John William Hutten.

You were arrested twice
for grand theft auto.

You served 18 months
in Folsom.

Here you are,

a suspect in a robbery
and homicide.

Is there a charge
at the end of this, Detective?

Where were you
yesterday at noon?

Home. Sick.

Is there anyone
who can verify that?

No, because I was home,
sick.

Oh.

You were caught on camera

at four banks
in the Central Valley.

All four of those banks
were robbed

within weeks of you visiting.

Which is conclusive evidence
of what?

I think it's evidence
that your client

planned
to commit armed robbery.

Then charge him, and we'll see
what a jury has to say.

What were you doing
in those banks?

Times are tight.

I was shopping
for competitive interest rates

in money market accounts.

And you've been smart so far.

Blacking out security cameras,
going straight for the vault.

But this time, you screwed up,
and somebody ended up dead.

Maybe the SAC Fed job was
too big for you.

O-or maybe the murder was
a part of the plan all along.

I didn't rob
Sacramento Federal.

I didn't rob any bank.

But if I did, I certainly
wouldn't need to kill someone.

That's just sloppy.

Now I've had my brushes
with the law,

but I've learned some things
from them,

like the fact that you can't use
my past against me in court

and no matter what you say
inside this little room,

you have nothing on me.

So unless there's
something else, Agent Lisbon,

I think I should be
getting back to work.

We'll see ourselves out.

Hello.

Patrick Jane. I'm working
the robbery/murder case.

We already spoke
with Agent Lisbon.

Yes, I know.
I saw the whole thing.

Uh, just a head's-up,
for future reference,

that large mirror is,
in fact, a window.

What do you want?

Uh, I can see
that you're a professional,

but, uh, Agent Lisbon
was correct. Uh,

this last robbery was
a break in pattern.

Uh, I don't mean that just
because someone was killed.

I'm talking about
the entire job.

How's that?

Well, the other three robberies
were simple--

small town banks,
very little security,

straightforward.

But SAC Federal--bigger.

Much bigger.

Mr. Jane,
we've already answered--

Now there had to be something

that gave you
that extra bit of confidence

to pull this one off.

What was that?

John, don't say a word.

You had an inside man.

Yes.

Of course.

I should've known.

I used to use one on occasion
in my stage act.

- Stage act, huh?
- Mm.

Uh, let me guess--
balloon sculpting?

Animal impressions?

Mm.
That's it.

John's a good worker.

Shows up on time,
keeps his mouth shut.

Does he hang out
with any of his coworkers?

Not that I've noticed.
Keeps to himself mostly.

Has he been acting strange
recently?

Do anything
out of the ordinary?

Like come in in a dress?

No. Nothing like that.

Can you confirm

whether or not Hutten was
at work on these dates?

I can't help you.

These are all before
John started working here.

The last few days--
Hutten called in sick?

Yeah, he said he had some kind
of bug. Couldn't get out of bed.

Do you believe him?

Sure. Why wouldn't I?
It's been going around.

What do you mean by that?

Two of my other guys
got the same thing.

Arroyo brothers--

Jorge, Cesar.

We're gonna need
their home address.

When are you getting
your shoes back?

They're not so bad,
are they?

Are you sure this is
the right place to do this?

Well, Hutten's inside man
works at the bank,

and it seems...

Everyone that works at the bank
is here. I'll be right back.

Jane, wait.

W--

Hello.

Hello.

Were you friends
with my grandson?

Perfect. Glad you're all here.

Quick.
What's your favorite color?

What?
Favorite color. Red? Green? Blue?

Blue.

Out of all your employees,
which is the least trustworthy?

What? None of them.

You. What's your name?

Casey.

Casey, you work in banking,

yet your personal finances
are a wreck.

No, they're not.

Oh, please. That handbag
on your salary? Dead giveaway.

And you bite your nails.
Sure sign of anxiety.

Yet someone as anxious as you

probably doesn't have
the stomach

to pull off a crime
like this.

Crime? What crime?

You didn't like Ernie,
did you?

You felt threatened by him.

Who told you that?

You did just now.

Clearly not smart enough
to pull off a robbery.

What'd you say to me?

You heard me.
Uh, when I asked

you manager
who he trusted the least,

his eyes darted to you.

- They did not.
- Repeat after me--

"I am the inside man."

Hell, no.

Just as I thought.
Not you either.

Wait.
Th-there was an inside man?

- What's your name?
- Uh, Tai.

Tai. Pleasure to meet you.

Have we met? Did you help rob
Sacramento Federal Bank?

No.

You sure?
Yeah.

Yes?
No.

No? Yes?
Get off me.

This--this is
completely inappropriate.

Show Ernie some respect.

Yes. Ernie.

Absolutely right.

My apologies.

That was 1982?

Yeah.

Jane. Jane, where you going?

I just have to check on something.
I'll be right back.

No.
You know, you should probably answer that.

It's very important.

Damn it, Jane.

Hello?
Hey, boss.

We checked out
the Arroyo brothers' apartment.

Place is empty.

According
to the building manager,

they took off
late last night.

Any word
on where they were going?

No forwarding address,

but they told the manager

they were headed to Mexico
to visit family.

And we also tracked down the van
that was used in the robbery.

It was torched pretty bad.

Yeah, it doesn't look like we're
gonna get anything form it.

All right.

Flag the Arroyo brothers
with customs.

If they're on their way
to Mexico,

maybe we can get them
before they cross the border.

All right.

Uh, Lisbon.

Found something.

You will never believe who was
working with the bank robbers.

Ernie Wright.

Probably
shouldn't discuss it here.

We're very sorry
for your loss.

There's no way Ernie could do
something like this.

There's just no way.

We found a one-way ticket
to Brazil in Ernie's name.

No.

No. That's absurd.

Ernie?

Robbing a bank?
I mean, he wasn't the type.

He was exactly the type.

Judging
from these photographs here,

I'd say Ernie
became a different man.

Yeah, he lost weight,

started dressing sharper.

Powerful
external transformations

can often coincide
with even larger internal ones.

He was trying
to better himself.

Why? Because of you?

I encouraged him, of course.

I loved him.

Ernie was just a teller
when we met.

He was still living at home.

Shy,
inexperienced with women?

Yes.

And what changed?

He finished his degree,

got promoted
to assistant manager,

and bought this house.

And you were by his side
every step of the way.

You must have seen something
very special in Ernie.

Yes.

I saw that he was sweet

and how good a man he was.

He could never do something
like this.

No way.

Where'd you grow up?

Upstate New York.

A town called Newburgh.

Hmm. And you two?

Uh, Chicago.

Here.

In Sacramento. Why?

No reason.

So if we prove
Hutten's connection to Ernie,

we prove Hutten's guilt.

But a connection
should've come up by now.

How did Hutten know Ernie?

- Hot reading.
- What?

Well, Hutten's a careful,
meticulous professional.

He wouldn't have used
an inside man

that could be traced
back to him,

so he researched
the staff at the bank.

Hot reading. Very easy
to do these days.

And he kept digging until he
found someone with shaky ethics

and a yen for a better life--
Ernie.

Hmm.

Wow. It's late.

What are you
still doing here?

Trying to find a connection
between Hutten and Ernie Wright.

I've checked
Ernie's e-mail account,

text messages,
and cell phone records.

Nothing. So far there's no sign
of communication between them.

Mm. Sorry to hear it.

Oh, listen, uh, the bank
manager's supposed to send out

a list
of safety deposit box owners.

Right. It's on my desk.

Thank you very much.

Silly me. Almost forgot.

I've really been craving
Italian lately,

so what do you say
we get a nice linguine

for lunch tomorrow?

Huh?

Yeah. Okay.

Ciao. Ciao.

Mm-hmm.

Jane.

Jane, wake up.

Yeah. What's the time?

8:00.

Oh, we have to get going.

Where?

I'll explain it all
in the car.

No. You'll explain it now,
please.

Oh, I like it when you get
all authoritarian on me.

Talk. Where are we going?

To catch Ernie's killer.

How? We don't have anything
on Hutten.

Hutten didn't kill Ernie.

He didn't?

Well, he robbed the bank,
all right,

but he was telling the truth

when he said he didn't need
to shoot anyone.

Why would he do that?
It's sloppy, not his style.

Jane, I need more than that.

You remember
the safe deposit vault

was open during the robbery?

I just assumed that someone
took something from there,

but, uh,
I got it all backwards.

They didn't take anything.

They put something in there.

What?

You really want me
to tell you?

It's gonna ruin the surprise.

Yes. I don't like surprises.

Three guesses then.

I'll give you a hint.

It's--it's not animal

or vegetable.

You know, we can't open a safe
deposit box without a warrant.

We can if we have
the owner's permission.

Uh, we don't open
for a half-hour.

Is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

We just want to ask
your employees some questions.

It shouldn't take long.

Can you have everyone who was
here at the time of the robbery

gather
in the safe deposit vault,

yourself included?

Yes, absolutely.

Has there been a break
in the case?

You'll see.

What's this all about?

Oh, I've gathered you here
to help catch Ernie's killer.

How are we gonna
catch the bank robber?

Well, the bank robber
didn't kill Ernie.

Then who did?

Uh, one of you.

- What?
- I don't think so, buddy.

I would never ever hurt Ernie.

Whoa. There's no need
for objections.

One of you shot Ernie
during the robbery,

and you hid the gun
in a safe deposit box.

I am sure of it.
But that--

Yes, exactly, Doug.
That means the killer would've

had to have planned the murder
a long way in advance,

so one of you,
who I will identify shortly,

is a cold-blooded schemer.

Now first of all,

if there's anyone here that
feels the urge to leave,

feel free. Please do so.
But know this--

we will assume
you are our killer.

Armin, if you wouldn't mind
unlocking the vault door.

Thank you.

Before we begin,

uh, Agent Lisbon
has a few words.

Agent Lisbon?

I've been authorized by
the district attorney's office

to offer Ernie's killer
a plea deal.

Ten years in prison

if you cooperate now
and open the deposit box.

Ten years.

That's a very generous offer.

And all you have to do

is open the box
before I'm forced to.

Just as I'd hoped.

Here.

Definitely somewhere here.

You sure?

Positive.

The offer is now 15 years.

All right, this is absurd.

You can't play some game
with people's lives.

Armin, we're the law.
We can do whatever we want.

Any takers for 15 years?

Very well.

Mm.

Mm, not really feeling it.

Ah. Yes.

It's somewhere
in this group here.

The offer is now 20 years.

20 years right now.
There it is.

Your last chance of seeing
freedom in your lifetime.

All you need is a little key
that fits in a little lock.

Suit yourselves.

I believe...

It's one of these three
here.

Starting on five.
Starting on five.

Uh, Stephens,

Hudson,

Keene.

Stephens.

Hudson. Keene.

25 years.

If we have to force open
the box, the deal's off.

You'll be facing
first-degree murder,

and the district attorney

will aggressively pursue
the death penalty.

You might get life
if you're lucky.

All right, Jane.
Which one is it?

Yeah. Yeah. Uh, Stephens...

No. No.

Keene?

No, I don't think so.

Perhaps it's Hudson.

Wait.

Nancy?

I knew it.

Oh, my God. You evil bitch!

Oh, there's no need for that.
Let's see if the key fits.

Shall we?

Hmm.

Oh.

Nancy Sterling,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Ernie Wright.

Turn around. Put your hands
behind your back.

When I met Ernie,
he was a loser--

fat, stuck in his job,
still living with his parents.

And you helped him change?

Helped him?

I made him the man he was.

I supported him
when he went back to school,

found him his house,

I even helped him
get promoted.

And how did he repay me?

He completely lost interest
in me.

And you resented him for it.

You're damn right I did.

I thought
he was cheating on me.

He was getting in shape,

working out.

Don't think I didn't notice
other women looking at him.

You should've seen Ernie.

He loved it.

Is that when you began
spying on him?

I checked his phone,
his e-mail.

One time I followed him into
one of those Internet cafes.

So shady.

He was using
a secret e-mail account.

Which you hacked into.

That's when I found
the e-mails.

And you're referring
to the correspondence

between Ernie and John Hutten,
right?

More like
step-by-step details

outlining how they were
gonna rob the bank.

I didn't know what to do.

But then I found
that ticket to Brazil.

Ernie was gonna leave me--

me, after everything
I'd done for him.

I don't think so.

I had the details
for the robbery.

I knew exactly where everyone
was going to be

and when they were
going to be there.

So I hid.

And I waited
for the robbers to leave.

Five, six...
Then went into the cash vault.

Ernie never suspected
a thing.

I'm keeping the ring.

What are you--

You should've seen the look
on his face.

It was perfect,

except for one thing.

I left
the safe deposit door open.

When I tried to go back
and close it,

it was too late.

You know, you could've
just called the police,

turned Ernie in.

I thought about that.

I really did.

But Ernie was gonna leave me.

Me.

I was planning our wedding,

and he was just
gonna disappear forever.

Unh-unh.

He deserved everything he got.

This is getting to be grounds
for harassment, Agent Lisbon.

I told him
this wouldn't take long.

"I will arrive Tuesday
at 12:00 p.m. exactly.

"You will be in the lobby.

"I will take you in back
at gunpoint,

"where you will open the vault.

"You will help load the cash
into duffel bags,

then you will stay behind."

Ernie's fiancee was
spying on him.

Text messages, phone calls.

She even found the secret e-mail
account that he was using.

As a matter of fact, she saved
every e-mail you sent him.

You ready to talk
about that deal now?

Hutten wasn't the killer,

so it had to be
somebody else in the bank,

but why Nancy?

Whoever killed Ernie

had to have known about
the robbery in advance.

Well, Nancy was, uh,
the likely candidate.

She's also
a classic power dater.

A what?

Oh, you know the type.

They date down so they have all
the power in a relationship.

Oh.
And how did you know this?

Uh, well, she had more than half
of the space in Ernie's closet.

I mean,
she didn't even live there

and she had more than half
of his closet space?

And how did you know which
safe deposit box was Nancy's?

I hot read her.

I had the list of owners
and the bank staff files.

I knew one of the names
had to be Nancy in disguise.

Hudson?

Mm.

No one ever strays very far
when it comes to false names.

Nancy said that she grew up

in a small town
in upstate New York--Newburgh.

On the Hudson River.

On the Hudson River.
Mm.

You know, these shoes are
actually quite comfortable.

They're growing on me.

Not on me.

No?

Oh, hey, Teresa.
Glad you made it.

It's a pretty high-class crowd.
I wish you would've warned me.

Nah. They're pussycats. Come on.
I'll introduce you.

Teresa Lisbon, this is
district attorney Don Wolcott.

Hi.

FBI Bureau Director
Charles Bailey...

Sir.

Senator Eileen Dawkins.
State Senator.

Here. Have a seat.
Get you a drink?

Yeah. Can I have a scotch
on the rocks, please?

You got it.

Oh, I think you know this guy,
right?

Teresa.

I didn't take you
for a gambler.

Oh, it's not gambling
if you know you're gonna win.

Whew!

Well, we got a live one.
Watch out.

There you go.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Look at that, huh?

Beautiful work.

Yeah.
Thank you.

Okay.

Here.

There we go.

For the rental.

Thank you. Good night,
Mr. Jane. Good night.

Good night, Niko.

I'm headed home.
I'll see you tomorrow.

Uh, yeah, tomorrow--
curry, definitely.

I feel like some Indian.

You gotta tell me. How did
you come up with Hutten's name?

It's driving me crazy.

Fair enough.

Get a pen and some paper.

Write down a name, any name.

Wayne Rigsby.

You guessed?

No. Although with that name,
it wouldn't be hard to.

I, uh, read your pen.

So you cheated?

That's a dirty word.

Maybe just a little.

Well, here's what I think
of your little trick.

I didn't quite
get the first word,

but the second word was
definitely "you."

Good night.

Oh, well,
that's not very nice.

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