The Mentalist (2008–2015): Season 6, Episode 5 - The Red Tattoo - full transcript

Previously
on "The Mentalist"...

Jane has worked out that
Red John is one of seven men.

But Red John also knows
the seven names on Jane's list.

I'm gonna give you
the seven names,

and I need you
to put a G.P.S. bug

on each of their cell phones.

The wires are up.
Okay. We watch them like hawks.

We log everywhere they go
24/7.

(Woman) We have an anonymous tip
directed to your unit.

A person or persons in distress
at 5570 West Huron.

Brett Partridge is there.



(Clicks)

(Gasping)

Partridge.

Tiger...

T-tiger.

Just that hammer--
you see that up there?

Is that blood
on the hitting side?

Could be.
I'll call forensics.

Did you see that? He did not
want to go up that ladder.

Didn't the psychiatrist's
office say

that Red John was
afraid of heights?

Wh-where did you come from?

(Exhales)

While investigating Red John,



Homeland Security's begun
to suspect the existence

of a powerful
secret organization

within California
law enforcement.

We're looking for partners
within the F.B.I.

Lower level guys that
we're sure we can trust.

That's me.

We should talk some more.
Get in the car.

Do I have a choice?
No.

I was wrong about you.
You're not Red John.

You're hunting him,
same as me.

We both want our revenge,

and only one of us
is going to get it.

Please tell me
who the suspects are.

No.

You understand I'm gonna
have to torture you.

Put your hands in the air!
Jane, you all right?

Are you gonna finish
this thing?

Yes.
(Engine starts)

There is a powerful organization
within law enforcement.

It's a lot bigger
than you thought.

It's not just the big boys,
either.

They even let lower level guys
like me in.

(Chains rattling)

Agent Kirkland
tried to escape.

You had no choice
but to use deadly force.

Do you understand?

Tiger tiger.

Tiger tiger.

(Indistinct conversations)

(Elevator bell dings)

(Presses button rapidly)

(Button clicking rapidly)

Hold the elevator.

So, dad, can we ride
on the cable car? (Elevator bell dings)

Yeah, you bet.

Then lunch in Chinatown?

Again?

I like those noodles,
and the dumplings. (Chuckles)

Well...

(Mouthing words)

(Elevator bell dings)
(Speaking indistinctly)

(Grunts)
Whoa! What the heck?!

Hey, how do you think you are?
You can't shove my kid.

Don't run away from me!
Hey! Hey!

You open this door!

I'm complaining
to the management! You hear me?

(Pounds on door)
You all right, buddy?

He get ya? Huh?

(Knocks on door)

Mr. Parkman?

Sir, this is hotel security.

(Knocking)

Mr. Parkman,
I'm gonna have to ask you

to open the door, please.

(Man grunts)
(Clatter, objects shattering)

Mr. Parkman? Sir?

I'm coming in.

(Chain breaks)

(Gasps) Help.

He stabbed me.

Who stabbed you?

Mr. Parkman?

Oh, jeez. Mr. Parkman?

G-get some help.

Uh, call 9-1-1. Room 8-1-5.

Deceased white male.

And you say the victim
appeared worried?

(Elevator bell dings) Yeah, he was
looking over his shoulder

when he got in the elevator,
like he was being chased.

Yeah. He had something
in a paper bag.

Yeah.

And what sort of time
was this?

10:55.

I entered the room
at 10:58 p.m.

The victim, Chad Parkman,

was on the floor
in some distress.

He stated he had been stabbed
by another individual.

Hmmm.

Although he appeared to be
alone in the room.

Lisbon. Uh, this is
the head of hotel security.

A fount of information.
Agent Lisbon from the CBI.

She'll be happy
to listen to you.

(Lisbon) Do we have
a murder weapon?

Uh, no, ma'am, nor have I been
able to establish

any means of egress
used by the killer.

Uh, what about a paper bag?

The kid outside mentioned
a paper bag.

(Man) Uh, just scraps
on the toilet.

Must have been shredded and flushed.
Any idea what was in it?

No idea.

Maybe the perp who killed him
took it.

Hey, boss.
Just got a call on the radio.

Another homicide nearby.

Attempted carjacking, looks like.
Related?

Probably not.
Thought I'd check it out.

All right. Come back
as quick as you can.

Okay.

When I was outside the room,
I heard them struggling,

then heard the victim cry out
when he was stabbed.

But then I got the door open...

He was all alone.
Window's open.

It's a long way down,
and a long way up to the roof.

I don't think he went that way.

(Chuckles) So, what? Magic?
Nope.

Just a trick.

And we all know how good
you are at those, don't we?

Tricks, I mean.

Hey, Teresa.
Ray.

What are you doing here?

You don't work
at the CBI anymore.

I'm with a client.
He works for Visualize.

He does, and this is
a Visualize matter.

Who are they?
(Patrick) Uh, this is Jason Cooper,

errand boy for cult leader
Bret Stiles,

and Ray Haffner,
who is a member of the cult.

Visualize is not a cult,

and it is exactly bigotry
like that

that leads to murders
like this.

What are you talking about?

Chad Parkman
was a prominent member

of the Visualize community.

We view his murder
as a hate crime.

Mr. Haffner is to be included
in your investigation.

Purely as a victim's advocate,

but I do like the idea of
working with you again, Teresa.

I appreciate your concern,
Mr. Cooper,

but we never let civilians
in our investigations--ever.

(Clears throat)
(Clicks tongue) Never ever?

Well, he's-- he's different.
I'm different.

I have a letter here signed
by the Lieutenant Governor

inviting Mr. Haffner
to join the investigation.

To observe. That's all.

Read the letter,
Agent Lisbon.

I am confident
you'll want to grant

the Lieutenant Governor's
request.

(Patrick hums)

(Presses button)

So... any ideas
on the case yet?

Just questions.

It's a stumper, isn't it?

Speaking of which, how's your
Red John investigation going?

In the bag.
(Chuckles)

(Presses button,
elevator bell dings)

(Clears throat)
(Doors close)

You know, we study you
in Visualize now.

Oh.
Yeah.

Your blind struggle
against fate.

So heroic. So fruitless.

Bret says there's a lot
to be learned

from watching Patrick Jane,
so... we all do.

So much anger.

It's not good for you.

(Scoffs) Anger?
I'm not angry.

Annihilating rage.

About what,
I have no idea.

You don't know anything about me.
(Bell dings)

Just what's written
on your face.

You're so much smarter
than everybody else, right?

But it isn't helping you
catch Red John, is it?

(Bell dings)

Here's a switch for you.

I'm gonna predict
your future.

There's a comeuppance
headed your way.

(Chuckles)

You're a worse psychic
than you were a cop.

♪ The Mentalist 6x05 ♪
The Red Tattoo
Original Air Date on October 27, 2013

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

Hey.

So our victim--
Chad Parkman--

was a successful olympic
gymnastics coach.

He had a facility
out in Marin.

What was he doing
at he hotel?

Sports health conference.
He was the keynote speaker.

Hmm. What about
the Visualize angle?

Did you find anything there?

You think Cooper's lying?

I don't know.

Uh, if Bret Stiles sends
his second-in-command

and private security, it's
important to Visualize somehow.

Let's play nice.
I'll go make up with Cooper.

I want you to go through
the security tapes with Haffner.

He likes you.

Just be helpful
and accommodating.

Get him talking.

Pump him for every bit
of information that you can.

Sure, boss.
I know what to do.

But be careful. You know.

Yeah.

Hey. You wanna come with me
to talk to Cooper?

Nope.

We don't want to spook him.

I'll take Cho to Parkman's gym.
He can talk reps and curls,

and I'll take a little
look around.

All right. I'll call you
if I find anything out.

(Clicks tongue)

(Inhales sharply)

(Footsteps echoing on mats)

(Leaping)

(Bars squeaking)

(Man) Nice... nice...

Okay, now...

All right, now...

Stick the landing, Kimmy.

Good...

Gah! That's right! Nice.

Wow. She's impressive.

You know, Rio 2016--
that's the goal.

And, uh, Parkman was
your first choice as coach?

You bet. Uh... Parkman
offering to coach your kid?

Ah, he's probably too
busy with Kimmy

to take your kid on,
but, uh, he's the best.

Yeah?
Oh, yeah.

He got Kimmy to bear down
in ways I never could.

She's always texting
with friends,

wanting to go for pizzas
on a Friday night with boys.

You know? No more of that.

Mm. Thank goodness.
Yeah. Yeah.

And I never feel
I have to worry

about her being alone
with him.

Well, that would be important,
wouldn't it?

Yeah.

All right, let's go.
(Sniffles)

Did Mr. Parkman ever talk
about his personal life?

No, never.
I would ask questions sometimes

just to be polite, you know,
and he would just be very vague.

Thank you.
Mm-hmm.

(Clicks tongue and sighs)
Uh, excuse me--ooh!

Whoa, careful.
(Laughs)

You all right?
Yeah.

Guess I shouldn't have
worn heels. (Laughs)

Um, my little sister's
interested in gymnastics.

Could you help explain
this pricing to me?

Uh, I don't work here.
Oh. I--

(man) Excuse me.
You're the guy from CBI?

That's right.
Agent Kimball Cho.

I'm Bill Mylar, co-owner.
We talked on the phone.

Right.

Oh, wait. You're here
investigating something?

A murder.

I thought you were gonna come
directly to my office.

Uh, we decided to talk
to come of your clientele.

You don't mind, do you?

Anything that helps,
but the truth is,

everybody here at the gym
loved Chad.

Mm. People always say that
about the dead.

Seldom is it true. Is there
someplace private we can talk?

(Sighs)

So... you're a policeman.
(Chuckles)

I'm so sorry.
I'm embarrassed. (Giggles)

Somebody died?
Yes.

Oh, my gosh, a murder?

Did you know Chad Parkman?
The gym owner?

No. What happened?

There's a staff member
right over there.

They can tell you
about the pricing.

Tough guy, huh?
(Chuckling)

Thanks.

Excuse me. Could you
help me with this pricing?

(Fountain trickling)

I'm sorry we got off
on the wrong foot.

Now I want you to know that
I am completely committed

to finding whoever
killed Mr. Parkman.

Our interests are the same.

In light of that, I-I was
wondering if you could give me

a little history as to
Mr. Parkman's role in Visualize.

I haven't been able
to find any evidence

linking him
to the organization.

Chad's eyes were opened
to the truth only recently.

But he was deeply committed.

We had big plans for him.
What kind of plans?

Chad Parkman had very positive
name recognition

across all quadrants.

The most commonly used word
to describe him

was "trustworthy".

So you were gonna use him
for public outreach?

Something like that, yes.

Do you think that's why
someone killed him?

It's a strong possibility.

Uh, what was Mr. Parkman's
relationship with Bret Stiles?

Bret Stiles was a guide
and a beacon for Chad,

as he is for all of us.

And where is Mr. Stiles?

I can't be certain.

Really? You have no idea
where he is?

It is not necessary for me
to know where he is

in physical space.

If he needs me,
he will find me.

(Cell phone rings)

Would you excuse me?

Hey, Rigs.

(Rigsby) Hey.
I'm at the carjacking scene.

So the victim here
got shot.

On the seat next to him,
we have a bloody knife.

Do you think it's the same knife
that was used to kill Parkman?

Yeah, it could be.

You can see the hotel
from here.

Get that knife to the lab.

Will do, boss.
I'm on my way.

Okay.

(Man) Good.

(Mylar) Parkman was the face
of the business.

I do the business.

And how is business?

Phenomenal.
We're planning on expanding

to the southeast, northeast,
every place.

Now I don't know
what we're gonna do.

Well, there are upsides
to Parkman's death,

let's be honest.

What are you talking about?

You know, that's a very
sick thing to say.

Well, think about all
the sympathetic press coverage.

That's free publicity
right there.

Plus the whole Visualize mess
goes away.

What are you talking about?

Well, you've heard
of Visualize, right?

Of course I have.
It's that wacko cult.

What does that have to do
with anything?

Yeah, well, Parkman was
a member of Visualize.

You didn't know that?
No.

(Leaping, mats echoing)

You sure?
Yes, I'm sure.

Tell me, did Chad talk about
Visualize a lot?

Yeah, sure.
Uh... he was a member.

Some kind of weird
self-help group.

It's not my thing,
but if it helped him coach,

all the power to him.

Mm. And, uh, Mr. Mylar--

how did he feel
about Visualize?

Oh, Mylar hated that stuff.

You'd see them arguing
about it all the time.

Oh, really?
Hated it, did he? Hmm.

Oh.

You got me.
A foolish lie.

The truth--I was mad as hell
about Visualize.

I'm trying to expand
our business,

he joins some moonbat cult?

We fought about it a lot,
so now I feel guilty

that we ended on bad terms.

But I didn't kill him.

You didn't, did you?

(Breathes sharply)
Boss wants us back.

Lisbon, you find something?

The knife that killed Parkman

at the site
of Rigsby's carjacking.

Uh, what was
the carjacking victim's name?

Frost. Devin Frost.

Tell me about Devin Frost.

Devin? He used to work here.
He's a good kid.

Interesting news.
The plot thickens.

Plot thickens.

Lisbon?

She's gone.

We're in an alley
about a block from the hotel.

We found a gun.

Is this the gun
used to kill Frost?

Yeah, looks like it. And there's
duct tape on the barrel

from the silencer.

Well, get it to ballistics.
Make sure it's a match.

See if we can get
any fingerprints.

Will do. Bye.

Looks like we've got the gun.
Yeah?

It's on its way to forensics
now, but it's a pretty sure bet.

Well, as soon as Haffner
gets here, we'll get started.

I don't like it, boss.

Uh... Haffner shouldn't
even be in our offices.

He's one of Jane's
Red John suspects.

And he's a member
of Visualize.

Which is run by another
Red John suspect.

We should be
investigating him,

not letting him join
our investigation.

We don't really have
a choice.

Might as well make
the most of it. Haffner!

Teresa.

Lovely as always.
(Exhales)

Guys. So what have we got
so far?

Well, let's see.

Parkman entered the hotel
at 10:48.

He was anxious,
and witnesses got the impression

that he was being pursued.

He has an altercation
in the elevator,

and Parkman flees to his room
at approximately 10:51.

And at 10:58, hotel security
opened Parkman's room

to find him dying on the floor
with a stab wound.

At 12 past 11:00,
police and E.M.T.s arrive,

but they pronounce Parkman
dead at the scene.

Nobody could have entered
or left the room

during that time period
without being seen.

Huh.

Here's the park.

The hotel's on the one side,

and this is where Devin Frost
was murdered--

on the other side
of the park.

Now, in front's car,
there's a knife

with Parkman's blood
on the blade

and Frost's fingerprints
on the handle.

We also found
a homemade silencer in the car.

And we found the gun that
belongs to the silencer here,

which, given the timeline, seems
to be a physical impossibility.

So... Frost stabbed Parkman

and somehow left the hotel
without being seen,

and then an unknown assailant
killed Frost?

It would look that way.

The silencer didn't work
too well.

We have three witnesses
who heard a gunshot

around 10:57.

What, so Frost got shot

in his car at almost
the exact same time

that he was supposedly
in the hotel stabbing Parkman?

Which is impossible.

Correct.

So, you're looking
for an unknown suspect

who is a magician
or quite possibly a wizard

of some kind.

Great work, guys.

Uh, we've brought in Mylar,
the owner of the gym.

We're hoping he can shed
some light on this,

or at least give us
a plausible motive.

(Clicks tongue)
Okay then.

Well, I'm so glad we got
the "a" team working this case.

I'm gonna go back to the hotel
and look things over again.

Ciao, kids.

Jane said not to lean on Mylar
too hard.

Just ask him about
Parkman and Frost

and see how he reacts.
You got it.

(Knocks on door)
Hey, sorry to interrupt.

Weird report just
came over my desk.

It's about Bob Kirkland.

What, the psychotic Homeland
Security agent we arrested?

Yeah. He's dead.

Dead? How'd he die?

The report says
he was killed

attempting to escape from prison.
Seriously?

Doesn't sound right, does it?
No, it doesn't.

I should check it out, right?
Find out what happened and why.

Will do, boss.

And see what we can get from Mylar.
You got it.

How long had Devin Frost
worked for you at the gym?

Couple years.

What was his relationship
with Chad Parkman?

Parkman had coached him

and brought him on
as an assistant.

Was Frost a member
of Visualize?

Him? I don't think so.

One thing about those
Visualize nuts--

they got a work ethic.

And Frost not so much?

Is that why you fired him?

I didn't. He quit.

Really? When?

About a month ago.

Parkman went to a gymnastics
tournament in Europe.

In the past,
Frost went with him.

This time, he didn't.

Instead he walked in, told me
he was quitting, walked out.

Last time I saw him.

He and Parkman
get into a fight?

No, uh... I just figured he got
a better offer somewhere else

and was taking advantage

of Parkman not being around
to quit to me.

Why would he do that?
Like I said, Parkman had been

Frost's mentor
since he was a teenager.

I don't think he had
the courage

to quit to Parkman's face.

You think Mylar
is our killer?

Eh.

Me, neither.

Cooper was awfully cagey
with you

about Stiles' whereabouts,
wasn't he?

Mm-hmm. After I spoke
to Cooper, I did some digging.

Stiles is missing.
Nobody knows where he is.

Really? When?

Around the same time
Red John sent you

the Lorelei Martins tape.

Boss? I just got
Frost's phone records.

Look at this.

That's Ray Haffner's
cell phone.

Frost called it three times

the week before
he stabbed Parkman.

Well, let's go see

what Brother Ray has to say
about that.

He's not here.
He went to the hotel.

He said he had to check on something.
Then we'll go there.

No, you stay here.
Grace and I will go.

Don't be ridiculous.
We'll be fine.

He's more likely to let
something slip to us

than he would to you.

All right. But what am I
supposed to do,

just sit around?

Well, we still haven't
figured out

how Frost got out of the hotel
room after he stabbed Parkman.

Except Frost couldn't have
been there

in the first place,
could he?

You said it was a trick.

Figure it out.

I got the name
of the SAC P.D. detective

who investigated
Kirkland's shooting.

He's gonna come by CBI.
Good work.

Hey, man.
Usual, please.

You want anything?

Yeah, coffee. Black.

It's a fruit stand, Cho.
They sell fruit.

Okay. No.

Give me another one
with everything--lime, chili.

Thank you.

That's great.

Keep the change.

Ahh... I'm starving.

Mmm.

(Mouth full) I guess you
burn a lot of calories,

being a newlywed.

(Sighs) We're not having
this conversation.

It's amazing.

You'd think that marriage
would just cool things off,

but for us,
it's just the opposite.

Please stop talking.

You know, I think I'm
the happiest I've ever been.

Every morning when I wake up
next to her,

and every night when we go
to bed together,

I just think, "wow, I'm
the luckiest man in the world",

you know?

I just lost my appetite.

So I wanna say thank you.

'Cause you were the one
that made me take the risk.

And I'm starting
to regret it.

No. You're a good friend,
and I owe you.

I'm gonna find you
somebody to love.

No. You're not.
Yes, I am.

Trust me, there is no point
in going through life alone.

(Chewing) Are you really
not gonna eat that?

Hmm. (Smacks lips)

(Door opens)

(Lisbon) Thanks.

Oh. Hello.

Teresa.
Agent Van Pelt.

What brings you two here?

Why didn't you tell us
you called Frost

the week before he killed
Parkman?

Look, there's nothing
suspicious about it.

I was hired by Visualize
to protect Parkman from Frost.

Bang-up job.

Frost was threatening
a wrongful termination suit.

I figured he was just
looking for a payout.

What'd you say to him?

Well, I told him that
Visualize's lawyers

were behind Parkman,
and they'd keep it in the courts

until Frost had spent
his last penny.

What's wrong, Ray?

These questions making you
uncomfortable?

Do you see that?
It's that.

It's a spider.

I hate spiders.

Better now?

Look. It... (Chuckles)

It never occurred to me
that Frost was

planning anything
like a murder.

He didn't really strike me
as the violent type.

Live and learn, I guess.
Hmm.

Sometimes you get it wrong.
Next time you do better.

I've been trying to figure out
how Frost got away.

You know, the trick that
Jane can't figure out.

And?

Well, we know there was
a third man.

Yeah, the one who killed Frost.
There had to be a fourth as well.

An inside man.
An inside man?

Or woman.

A maid, a cook, a bellboy,
whatever.

Somebody who could help Frost
get in and out of the hotel

without being seen.

There's no evidence
Frost had contact

with any
of the hotel's employees.

We did interviews.
So? Somebody lied to you.

The killer could have
already been gone

by the time hotel security
got to the room.

All the witnesses said
they heard a struggle

going on inside the room.

Uh, there is a difference
between hearing and seeing.

Autopsy report
just came out.

Parkman wasn't immediately
killed from the knife wound.

He died from a struggle
sometime after being stabbed.

He had an aortal hemorrhage.

So... (Clicks tongue)
You're welcome.

(Huffs)

How did you get
the autopsy before us?

I still have friends
in CBI, Teresa.

They help when I need it.

Speaking of...
helping friends,

a word of advice
for both of you.

Yeah? What's that?

Jane.

He's made a mess of things.

He doesn't know when to leave
well enough alone.

You know what I mean?
No, I don't.

There's a lot of powerful people
that Jane's pissed off,

not just Red John.

You should get out of the way,
both of you,

before something happens.

I really--I'd hate
to see you get hurt.

It's funny you should
say that, Ray,

because, actually,
we're putting your name

on a list of suspects
for Parkman's murder.

What? That's crazy.

The third man could have killed
both Frost and Parkman.

(Elevator bell dings)
(Sighs) Frost killed Parkman.

Maybe the third man just
wanted it to look that way.

Maybe it's you, Ray.
Maybe you're the third man.

You have motive.
(Elevator bell dings)

(Doors open)

I just hope
you remember this.

That I tried to help.

Okay?

(Elevator bell dings)

I want to see that
autopsy report.

Thanks for coming in,
Detective Cordero.

I really appreciate it.

Yeah. Call me Oscar.

Wow. Nice digs you got here.

No expense spared for you
CBI folks, huh?

Yeah. Can I get you
something? Coffee?

Nah, I'm fine.

Here's the file
on the Kirkland shooting.

It's got the prison report
plus my investigation.

Anything that stuck out?
(File rustling)

Nah.

Only a sick puppy who couldn't
hack doing his time,

looking for any way out...
in my opinion.

And you spoke
to the correctional officer

who shot him?
Oh, yeah.

He was just a kid.

Says your guy Kirkland
paid no attention

to three verbal warnings,
just kept going,

didn't even turn around.

Kid had to shoot.

You hate to see something
like that, you know?

Some piece of crap
making a cop do

what he ain't got the stones
to do himself.

It ain't right.

And I'll tell you
somethin'.

Messed the kid up
really bad.

P.T.S.D... or something.

It's a damn shame.

Hmm. Can I make a copy
of this?

Don't need to.

Brought that one for you.
Thought you might want it.

Thanks.

Hey, no problem.

Maybe one day you'll do
a favor for me, right?

He clear things up?

Not really.
I mean, he says it was clean.

Kirkland was trying to escape,
nobody wanted to shoot him,

but they were forced to--
reluctantly.

You don't buy it.
Well, it says in here

he was shot six times
in the back.

Six doesn't sound
so reluctant.

No, it doesn't.

That's the story
we're gonna get.

Okay. I'll tell the boss.

Hi.

Uh, where can I find
Kimball Cho?

That's his desk, but he
stepped out for a moment.

Can I help you?

Maybe. I met him
this morning at the gym.

I thought I'd come by
and see if he wants to let me

buy him a cup of coffee.
(Chuckles)

Plan seemed normal
when I was driving over here,

but now it's feeling
a little stalker-ish.

Does it seem stalker-ish
to you?

Mm, a little. Yeah.

Okay, I should go.

Hey.
Oh.

Remember me?
From the gym, yeah.

Yeah. (Sighs)
Come here. Sit down for a second.

Okay.

Thanks.

What are you doing here?

(Sighs and giggles)

My name's Kira.
Kira Tinsley.

I was gonna buy you
a coffee,

but it was a bad idea.
I'm gonna go.

No, I can drink a cup of coffee.
Give me a second.

Uh, when Parkman was stabbed,

the knife glanced
over the rib

and barely nicked the aorta.

Haffner wasn't lying.
There coroner says that

there was a struggle
after the stabbing

that caused the nick to tear,
and that's what started

the hemorrhaging
that killed Parkman.

Ah.

And if Frost and Parkman
were really struggling

and that's what caused
the hemorrhage,

how is it that Frost didn't get
Parkman's blood all over him?

And how did he avoid
tracking bloody footprints

out of the room?

(Chuckles) Huh.
Jane?

I just solved the case.

Really? How?

Yeah. One second, Lisbon.
Jane?

Grace?
Hmm?

Who was that woman
Cho just met with?

Someone named Kira Tinsley.

Oh, the woman he met at the gym?
That's right.

Attractive, right?

She was okay,
if you like that type.

You, uh, you ever go
to the gym, Grace?

Sure.

You ever try to pick up
a guy there?

Ugh. No.

Uh, did they happen to say
where they were going?

Coffee.

Now you just walk out
in the middle of a conversation?

Lisbon, can I ask a favor?
What?

Can you go get one of those
elastic exercise bands,

the kind to help you
stretch with?

What do you need
one of those for?

Bring it
to Parkman's hotel room.

I'll meet you there.

What do I do?

Oh... client relations.
Boring stuff.

Tell me more about
the CBI.

It's a job.
Uh, we try to help people,

try to stop the bad guys.

You don't talk much, do you?
No.

(Laughs) It's all right.

I like that in a man.
Good.

Hey, Cho.

Hey.

Kira Tinsley, right?

Yeah.
(Clicks tongue)

Is that yours?
That looks good. May I?

What? Oh.

(Mouth full)
Mmm. Nice muffin.

I think this is yours.

What is that?

I've never seen
one of those.

Cho: It's a bug.
A listening device.

Really? Because I found that
under Kimball's desk

and I was certain that
it belonged to you.

Why would you say that?
Because it goes with, uh...

(Inhales sharply)

This. Here.

And here's your wallet,

and that identifies you
as a private investigator,

doesn't it?

Yeah. All right. Okay.

That's why I don't take
jobs like this, but...

The client paid cash
up front, so...

(Clicks tongue)
I'll take this.

No, you can't-- you can't have those.
What?

You can't--
(Plops)

(Gasps)
Oops.

That cost me 300 bucks.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

(Sighs)

(Huffs)
Excuse me a minute. Hey!

Wait a minute.

(Sighs) Look,
it was just business.

Nothing personal, okay?
Your client--who was it?

You know I can't reveal that.

All right, I'm arresting you
under section 632.

That's worth a year in jail.

Hey, wait a second!
No, whoa, whoa, whoa!

We can work something out
here, right?

Jeez.
What do you want to know?

What were you hired to do?

Bug your office,
get close to you.

Client wanted to know everything
you and your team knew.

And who was your client?
Was it Visualize?

Yeah.

So are we good?

Are you Visualize?

No.

I just work for whoever
hires me.

Are we done?

Yeah, we're done.

Look, you seem like
a nice guy.

Uh... no hard feelings?

Looks like she was hired
by Visualize.

I'm gonna put a tail
on her.

(Mouth full) No need.

I put the bug in her bag.

We can listen to her
whenever we like.

(Clatters)

Let's go solve that
double murder, shall we?

Right.

Teresa.
(Door closes)

Any idea why we're here?

Your Mr. Jane asked us
to come.

Oh--are you gonna teach us
aerobics?

Jane will be here
any minute.

So the gun was found
somewhere here, right?

Mm-hmm.

And the hotel is...

That way, yes?

Right.
You can't see it,

but it's just the other side
of that wall.

I'm right.
About what?

Uh, you stay here with Rigsby,
and keep very alert.

I don't want anyone
getting hurt.

Oh. Finally. We've been
waiting here long enough.

All good things come
to those who wait.

Thank you.

You gonna solve the case now
with a stretchy band?

Yes, among other things.
(Sighs)

The first thing that's
important to note

is that Parkman and Frost
were lovers.

Gay?

No, they weren't.
Yes, they were.

We never heard anything
about that.

No. Because the relationship
started

when Parkman was Frost's coach.

When Frost was still a minor.

And I never felt
I had to worry

about him being alone
with her.

Like I said, Parkman was
Frost's mentor

since he was a teenager.

And continued
to the present day?

Yes. Then the relationship
started going badly.

When Parkman went to Europe,
that was the final straw.

Mylar thought Frost
was sneaking away

when Parkman wasn't looking.

Parkman went to a gymnastics
tournament in Europe.

In the past,
Frost went with him.

This time, he didn't.

He had it backwards.
Parkman hadn't invited Frost.

So he assumed that he was
being replaced

with a younger lover...
(Inhales)

And decided to seek revenge.

So he tried filing
a wrongful termination suit,

but he found himself being
intimidated by Visualize.

So he tried the hard touch,

when Parkman came to the hotel
for the conference.

Now their relationship had
always been a consensual one,

but that wouldn't matter
in the eyes of the public

or the law.

It was in Frost's power
to transform Parkman

from a--an olympic coach
to a child molester

with just a few words.

He demanded that Parkman
bring a large sum of money

across the park
in a brown paper bag.

(Lisbon) Or Frost would ruin
Parkman's life forever.

(Patrick) And Frost was right
in his estimation

of what Parkman stood to lose.

What he didn't realize was
how Parkman would react.

(Silenced gunshot)
(Gasp)

(Patrick) The soda bottle
silencer worked perfectly.

Even if it did blow off,
no one heard a thing.

But, uh, Parkman hadn't
expected

that Frost
would have a knife.

(Lisbon) The wound
looked to be minor,

so Parkman put his gun
back in his bag

and he left Frost.

Already Parkman was
starting to panic.

What happened in the car
hadn't gone to plan.

Nothing was going
to plan.

(Speaks indistinctly)
Whoa! What the heck!

And when you arrived,
Parkman was trying to figure out

what to do with the gun.

The window was his only chance.

He couldn't just throw it
out there, though.

It would end up
right down there in the street.

But... if he could just

get it...

a little... further.

Just that little...

bit...

further.

(Grunting)

(Whooshes, window shatters,
TV remote clatters on ground)

What the hell?

(Lisbon) When the gun landed
on the ground

in the alley, it went off.

That was the gunshot
that witnesses heard.

TV remote.

Very likely we'll find
a bullet hole

somewhere in the alley.

But who killed Parkman?
Where'd all the blood come from?

Uh, when Parkman (Crunches)
pulled on the elastic...

his aorta--it ruptured.

(Groans)

(Whooshes)
(Lamp clatters)

Fore!

(Thud)

(Weakly) Help.

He stabbed me.

So you're telling me that nobody
came in or out of the room.

It was just Mr. Parkman
the whole time?

(Mouth full) Yeah.

The trick was
that there was no trick.

Et voilà.

Good-bye, Agent Lisbon,
Mr. Jane.

I hope you won't be
insulted when I say

that I hope I won't be
seeing you again.

Oh, we won't be.

I'm sure Mr. Haffner would
say thank you if he were here.

Where is he?
It's not like him to leave

without one last
barbed compliment.

Oh, he had some business
to attend to.

I am not his only client.
Mm.

I was hoping your office
could be discreet.

You know what I mean.
(Elevator bell dings)

Yes.

Uh, speaking...

of discreet,

it was stupid of you
to try and bug the CBI.

What are you talking about?

Hiring someone outside
Visualize

might have made you
feel safe,

but she admitted
that you hired her.

Agent Cho told me.

(Sighs)

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

But all I can say is that
if someone did bug you,

it wasn't me.

Good-bye, Agent Lisbon.
(Elevator bell dings)

Jane? Are you okay?

Grace needs to trace this
immediately.

Why? What's going on?

Cooper wasn't lying.
He didn't bug the CBI.

Well, who did?

Red John. We need to find
Kira Tinsley.

She either works for Red John,
or she's about to become

his next victim.

She's in the north section
of the city, boss.

Van Pelt's working
on the address.

No answer on her cell,
and the landline's busy.

Yeah, we know.

(Kira) Yeah, you say
9:00 to 6:00,

and then you never even
show up.

Almost got it.

No. I paid my cleaning lady
to stay here all day

to let the guy in,
and then he never came.

Okay.
(Taps key)

1065 Oak Terrace.

We're on Douglas,
headed toward Folsom.

Yeah. No, I want my cable
fixed now, tonight,

or I'm gonna--
(Doorbell rings)

I'm g--yeah, hold on a second.
Somebody's here.

(Siren wailing, engine revving)

I need SAC P.D.
to 1065 Oak Terrace

fast as they can.

(Doorbell rings)
Okay, I'm coming!

(Footsteps over speaker)

Oh, hi.

Okay, you're about ten minutes
away. We'll direct you.

Could you drive faster?

(Kira gasps over speaker)

(Siren wailing)

Boss, you're gonna want to
take the next left...

And then a right on El Camino.
(Grunts, gasping)

(Tires screeching)
(Screaming over radio)

(Gasps)

Got a patrol car
six blocks away.

(Siren wailing)

(Clattering over radio)

(Gasping)

(Sirens grow louder)

(Radio chatter)

(Sighs)
(Hangs up receiver)

SAC P.D.'s on scene.

(Gasping and panting)

Come on. Oh, come on,
stay with me.

Stay with me.
You're gonna be okay.

Come on, stay with me.

Right on El Camino, boss.

(Tires screech)

Damn it.

Just drive, Lisbon.

(Officer) I need E.M.T.s.

I need medical assistance
immediately.

(Seatbelt buckle clicking)

Now look at me.
You're gonna be fine, okay?

They're on their way.
Wait--

where are the E.M.T.s?
We need E.M.T.s.

(Gasping)
I'm CBI. Who did this to you?

(Gasps and coughs)

Tell me.

(Speaks indistinctly)
Tattoo...

(Breathing unevenly)

(Stammers)

(Weakly) Tattoo on his arm.

(Exhales)

(Police radio chatter)

What did she say?

She told me Red John has
a tattoo on his left shoulder.

Three dots.

That's my leverage.

I got him.

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