- Patrick: Hmm. That's interesting. Let's van Pelt and I go up and take a look-see.
Teresa: You and van Pelt?
Patrick: Well, she's from a small farming town, aren't you?
Grace: Yes, I am.
Patrick: Right. Well that's what you guys call, uhh, cover.
Teresa: What do you need cover for? You're a CBI operative.
Patrick: Oh, I thought I was a "consultant"?
Teresa: Just follow procedure. Have fun!
Patrick: Where is the fun in that? Shall we? (Grace does not look happy.) - Teresa: Where's everyone?
Grace: Weird. They all called in to sign out. Jane wasn't feeling well, Rigsby's got a hot date, and Cho's got Kings tickets.
Teresa: Son of a...
Grace: What?
Teresa: Jane doesn't get sick, Rigsby's not on a date because he's in love with you, and the Kings aren't playing tonight.
Grace: You know about that?
Teresa: Yeah, they're on an East Coast road trip. They're playing the Knicks tomorrow night.
Grace: No, I mean about Rigsby. How do you know about that?
Teresa: Everybody knows about that. The attorney general knows that. - Wayne: You better call Lisbon, give her an update.
Patrick: You call her.
Wayne: I can't. I'm driving. Cho?
Cho: No way.
Patrick: Oh, come on, guys. I just robbed a Russian mobster. You can't call Lisbon? - Patrick: So, you open up Beype’s office and crap! There’s a dead body! What are we going to do? You gotta report it, but how do you explain your presence in his office? A quick but dirty solution: you drag the body out and lock the doors back up before calling the police.
Frank: Who is this guy?
Teresa: He’s a pain in the ass, but he’s making sense. You sure you don’t want to change your statement?
Frank: No.
Patrick: Oh, please, Frank. Don’t be silly to deny it. Five minutes with our persuasive Agent Cho here and Ms. Dwayne will tell all.
Frank: Back off, man.
Patrick: (Holds his hands up with faux surrender) I want to, believe me. I have zero interest in your sex life. But one thing that occurs to me: a room like this would have security cameras in it, yeah?
Frank: Yes.
Patrick: And surely you wouldn’t knowingly record yourself making lo-ove on the boss’s carpet. You’d have to know the cameras in the room are off, probably because you turned them off, you being the head of security. They are off, aren’t they Frank? (Frank nods guiltily.) So the question now is, Frank, how long have they been off and who else might have known they were gonna be off last night? (He looks at Teresa and Cho.) You guys can take it from here. I am starving! I gotta get me some eggs. You said Gahrettei’s, right? Thanks. (He walks off.)
Teresa: You ready to tell us the truth? (Frank looks at Cho, who’s staring at him with an icy expression. Defeated, he looks at the ground and follows Teresa.) - Patrick: Let's not start with the badge. Let's get the lay of the land first, then we'll use the badge if we have to.
Grace: Um, okay, but don't embarass me.
Patrick: What do you mean?
Grace: You know what I mean.
Patrick: No. What do you mean?
Artist: Morning, folks. Look around, make yourself at home.
Patrick: Will do. Hi.
Woman: Hi.
Patrick: I know what you're thinking.
Woman: You do?
Patrick: (looks over at Van Pelt) You're thinking my fiance is a lot younger than me.
Woman: (laughing) Oh, no.
Patrick: Well, she is. I'll let you in on a little secret. I was her college professor. Seduced her.
Woman: (frowning) No kidding.
Patrick: Uh-huh. Her parents hated it; a lot of drama. Totally worth it, though, right babe?
Grace: OK, that's what I mean. Come on now, stop it. |
