02x12 - Bleeding Heart

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CBI

A TV investigative reporter is chronicling the exploits of CBI.

Lisbon: The red light's on That means we're ready, yeah?

Reporter: Yes. Would you tell us why and how a psychic becomes a CBI agent?

Jane: I'm not a psychic. No such things as psychics.

Lisbon: And he's not a CBI agent. He's a consultant. Big difference.

Reporter: "no such thing as psychics." uh, care to elaborate?

Jane: Uh, no, not particularly. Um, you know what? This—this is not— This is not a good idea, I don't think. Um, it's not a good idea.

Reporter: (clears throat) Okay. Um, maybe we'll— we'll come back to that later. Uh, how do your cases usually start?

Lisbon: Uh, a case begins with us getting a phone call from the A. G.'s office to lead an investigation. In the St. Clare homicide, the local D.A. wanted us on it because there were political issues involved.

Reporter: And how did the local cops feel bout your— your team coming in?

Lisbon: We get along extremely well with our local partners in law enforcement, yeah.

Crime scene

Sheriff: My people can handle this, no problem. California Bureau of Interference is what you are.

Jane: Interference? That's witty.

Lisbon: Stay out of this. I'm sure your people are competent, Chief Donner. We're simply following the A. G.'s orders.

Sheriff: Screw the A. G.. This case is going to be in the news, and you people are spotlight hogs. That's all.

Lisbon: I assure you, chief—

Jane: Don't waste your time. His anger runs deeper than you can reach.

Lisbon: Seriously, don't start trouble here. It's the last thing we need.

Cho: The victim is Martha St. Clare, 34— Media relations coordinator for the mayor of this town Mayor was here to break ground on a new development, dug up her P. R. flack instead.

Lisbon: Ouch.

Cho: Yeah, victim was stabbed twice in the chest, but there's no blood here.

Lisbon: k*lled elsewhere.

Jane: Home. Her nails are done. Her hair's done. This woman doesn't wear sweatpants anywhere but at home.

Lisbon: Cho, have Van Pelt check it out.

Jane: The k*ller wanted the body to be discovered here under the glare of the cameras.

Lisbon: And likely came here to watch the fuss.

Jane: Likely.

Lisbon: Maybe the camera crews caught something. We'll need to have them look into it.

(Jane is sniffing)

There's bruises on her arms. Looks like something was ripped off her neck during the struggle.

Sheriff: Is he sniffing her?

Lisbon: Yes.

Sheriff: You pay him to sniff people?

Lisbon: Apparently.

Jane: She's been smoking. The nicotine patch on her arm says she was trying to quit. So under stress of late.

Sheriff: Well, case closed. Stress got a knife and stabbed her to death.

Jane: He's on a roll. You're on a roll. (sniffs) Cheap soap. Unironed shirt. Stomach pains. Recent loss of weight. I'm gonna take a wild guess here. You're angry and unhappy 'cause you're living in a motel about the woman you're having an affair with that you don't even care for You're a seething mass of self-loathing, and understandably so.

Sheriff: You son of a bitch!

Lisbon: Chief Donner, my apologies. He was completely out of line. Let—let's just get back to the body. Sir?

♫ The Mentalist 2x12 ♫
Bleeding Heart

CBI

(the sh**t continues)

Lisbon: We've closed more cases than any other unit in the CBI, but we don't keep score that way. It's not a contest.

Reporter: And you—you also lead in the number of complaints and lawsuits filed.

Lisbon: Okay, hold it. I thought we had an agreement. Brenda, a word.

(lowers voice)

Lisbon: Jane's right. This isn't a good idea. I thought this was supposed to be positive coverage.

Brenda: It is! It will be. If we're open and honest about the issues, the positivity follows. That's P. R. 101.

Lisbon: We're trying to solve a woman's m*rder here, Brenda. We don't have time to waste on P. R.

Brenda: Teresa, you know that we have been crucified by the media ever since Bosco and his team were k*lled here in our own house. When KTQZ asked me for access yesterday, I jumped at it, and the deputy A. G. concurred.

Lisbon: Who is this guy anyway?

Brenda: Totally legit TV investigative reporter. Mike Brewster. He has been covering the central valley for years. We need this, Teresa. Please. Work with us.

Lisbon: He stays out of my way. He can film in the office and in the bullpen, but not out in the field.

Brenda: Thank you.

Reporter: Seriously, thank you. You won't be sorry. And it's a two-way street, Agent Lisbon. If there's anything I can do for you...

Lisbon: There is one thing.

video footage of the groundbreaking

Reporter: Okay, so this is the footage Steve and I grabbed of the groundbreaking. That's the Mayor— Melba Walker Shannon. She plays up the folksy image, but she can be tough as nails if she needs to be.

Jane: Nice shoes. Chip?

Cho: No, thanks. Who's the rich guy next to the mayor?

Reporter: Oh, that's Heaton Krupp. He's the private developer On the project— off the record, a prize jerk.

Lisbon: Who are those people?

Reporter: Tree huggers. The project's going up on the edge of some reclaimed land.

Lisbon: You mean protected wildlands.

Reporter: You say "potato."

Lisbon: You have any other footage of the crowds?

Reporter: Not really. Other networks might, but gaining access can be tricky.

Lisbon: It'd be good to get a different perspective. Cho, see if you can get the footage.

Cho: You got it.

Reporter: All right, that's Wilson Fonteneau, The mayor's flunky, and here comes the money shot.

Jane: Whew.

Van Pelt gives Lisbon stuff from St. Claire's house.

Van Pelt: These are from the victim's home. Besides the signs of a scuffle, the only thing that seemed to be missing was the victim's laptop. The m*rder*r probably took it.

Lisbon: Check out this necklace.

Van Pelt: From the photos, it looks like she wore it a lot. You think it could have made the mark on her neck?

Lisbon: Could be. When you go to the apartment, do a targeted search.

Jane: The necklace is long gone. My guess—the k*ller made a souvenir of it.

Lisbon: Go.

Van Pelt: Okay.

Jane: Where we going?

Lisbon: Mayor's office.

Back on camera

Lisbon: I don't have any problem being in charge, no. I mean, maybe at first for a while, as a woman, it was a challenge, but the demands of the job take over. Yeah.

Reporter: Tell me about your weekends.

Lisbon: You want to know what I do on my weekends?

Reporter: Yeah.

Lisbon: Why do you want to know that? I mean, I have no problem having a life, if that's what you mean. I don't know why anybody would say otherwise— If they do say otherwise. Um, I'm sorry. What were we talking about?

Town hall

Assistant: Sorry for the delay. The mayor's just finishing up another meeting. It's been a crazy day around here. Can I help you?

Jane: Oh, no, I'm fine. Thanks.

Lisbon: Mr. Fonteneau, did you work closely with Martha St. Clare?

Assistant: For 16 months. Martha hired me, actually.

Lisbon: We noticed in a lot of recent photographs that she had a-a necklace on with a beautiful stone.

Assistant: Yes, a topaz, I think. It was her birthstone. She got it Christmas of last year and never took it off.

Lisbon: Do you know who gave it to her?

Assistant: No.

Jane: She had a lot of meetings, even on weekends— Business interests, community groups, book club. Tomorrow is a big day. She has a star and 3 exclamation marks at 11:00.

Assistant: Yes. Uh, she scheduled a briefing with the city council.

Lisbon: On what subject?

Assistant: I don't know, to be honest. The mayor will know.

Jane: Was she dating anyone?

Assistant: A social life—Martha? No, she had a cat.

Jane: Ah. Yes. See?

Assistant: But it died.

Jane: Right.

Mayor: Excuse me. Are you the CBI Agents?

Lisbon: Mayor, thank you for seeing us.

Mayor: Happy to help, and please call me Melba.

Jane: Like the toast?

Mayor: Just like. This way.

Mayor's office

Lisbon: Can you tell us about your construction project that you were opening yesterday?

Mayor: It's the Granton Complex, yes. We are very proud of it. It's office and retail space plus housing, all built with the latest green technology.

Lisbon: And what was Martha's involvement in the project?

Mayor: None, really. She... She was my media liaison. She was not engaged in policy issues.

Lisbon: Then what was she gonna talk about at city council tomorrow?

Mayor: Oh, a press junket. It was river rafting, I believe.

Lisbon: Chief Donner says your office has received several threats from environmental activists.

Mayor: Activists? No, they're t*rrorists. They burned down vacation condos up on the mountain. They destroyed luxury car lots just one town over. They're led by a madman, and he calls himself Jasper. Excuse me.

Fountenot comes in with a note

Mayor: Wilson, anything else can wait.

Lisbon: The threats?

Mayor: Yes. Um...

She shows the video threats from the environmentalists (voice distorted): The Granton development is an abomination A hundred acres of pristine wildlands razed, an entire ecosystem endangered. It must stop. It will stop, no matter what needs to be done. My name is Jasper, and I am legion. (chuckling)

Jane: Come on. "I am legion." that's just silly.

Mayor: Silly?

Jane: Yeah.

Mayor: He m*rder*d Martha.

Jane: Well, you assume.

Mayor: Yes, I do. The body was buried at the site, for God's sake. And that is a clear message, isn't it?

Jane: Melba, why would he k*ll Martha... and not k*ll you? It'd be a bigger publicity coup.

Mayor: Excuse me?

Lisbon: Uh... What Mr. Jane is trying to ask is whether there was somebody with a more direct personal grudge against Martha.

Jane: Mm...

Lisbon: Yeah.

Jane: No.

Mayor: She was a lovely— was a lovely person.

Jane: Oh, then why did you dislike her so much?

Mayor: I didn't dislike Martha. Why would I employ someone that I don't like?

Jane: That's a very good question. When you said it, your jaw tensed and your eyes went empty like a cobra.

Mayor: Wilson!

Jane: I'm not saying you k*lled her. I'm just saying that you're relieved that she's dead.

Mayor: These people will be leaving now.

Jane: Oh, I like the way you say that, Melba-like-the-toast— So tough and commanding. Let me tell you something. We are state law enforcement, and we leave when we want to leave.

Lisbon: Thank you for your time.

Jane: She wants to leave. See yah.

Jane: You blew my cool.

Lisbon: I swear, sometimes I think you need medication. It's like you've got A. D.D. or something.

Jane: Well, "A, " I'm not so sure that A. D.D. even exists, and "B, " I was winding her up for a reason.

Lisbon: Which is?

Jane: A diversion. The message the aide brought in made her nervous, so I took it.

Lisbon: You're stealing now?

Jane: Well, let's just call it purloining.

Lisbon: What does it say? Brewster is asking Jane, lying on a couch It says "your 3:00 meeting has now been moved to 3:15." I'm just kidding. It says, "9-1-1. Call now. Urgent. About Martha." From Heaton Krupp.

Lisbon: The developer of the Granton project.

Jane: Oh, yeah.

CBI

Brewster is asking Jane, lying on a couch.

Reporter: Do you enjoy police work?

Jane: Mm...

Reporter: Patrick?

Jane: Uh, yeah, I'm thinking. Uh, mm, yes and no. Uh, yeah, sometimes. Sometimes not.

Reporter: Forget it, Steve. Why do you so dislike being filmed?

Jane: 'cause you're stealing my soul.

Cho and Rigsby go to the contractor

Krupp: So I called the mayor. So what? I'm building a $20 million complex in her town. I call her a lot.

Rigsby: About Ms. St. Clare?

Krupp: About when I can start construction again. This is costing me hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Cho: It cost Ms. St. Clare a lot more.

Krupp: And I'm sorry about that. I am. But there's nothing I can do about it. Martha would have wanted us to go on.

Cho: You knew her well enough to know that?

Krupp: You're right. I'm being pious. Maybe Martha would have said, "screw it." I knew her not at all outside of business.

Rigsby: Really? 'cause we just got her cell phone records, and you called her ten times yesterday. You want to tell us what you wanted to talk about so urgently?

Krupp: Seems I should get my lawyer, have him sit in with us.

Rigsby: Sure. That's your right.

Cho: Tell him to bring all your permits for the Granton project.

Krupp: My permits? Why?

Cho: Why not?

Rigsby: And we should make sure this stays an active crime scene— Keep everyone out until the case is solved.

Cho: Could take weeks.

Krupp: See... we were talking about money, okay? $10 million in public funds was to be released When we broke ground. Then I heard rumors that St. Clare was planning to tell the city council to withhold them.

Rigsby: Why?

Krupp: I don't know! I mean, that's what I was trying to find out.

Cho: But St. Clare was k*lled before she could talk to the city council.

Krupp: Yes, but—

Rigsby: So the $10 million will come to you after all.

Krupp: What are you—are you trying to lay this on me? Because you're messing with the wrong guy, officer!

Cho: We're not officers. We're Agents. That's quite a temper you got there.

(glass shatters) someone throws a Molotov cocktail in the window of the trailer

Rigsby: Look out!

(grunts)

Cho: get down, get down!

Rigsby: Get on the floor!

Help! (shouting indistinctly)

Cho: I got the door! Go, go, go, go!

I got the door! (grunting)

Aah! I got you.

(glass shatters)

(coughs)

(all coughing and wheezing)

Cho: This was done by someone who knew what he or she was doing.

Krupp: (coughing) crackpot Jasper. He's a t*rror1st, and you ain't doing Jack to catch him, chief.

Chief of police: I'm in charge of the town of Salter, Mr. Krupp, not the outlying areas. (indistinct police radio chatter) Jasper's never launched an attack here in town before.

Cho: Until now.

Rigsby: Hey! Check this out. Apparently, this is the same tag that Jasper used in the attack on the condos.

CBI

At the office Rigsby is interviewed by Brewster.

Rigsby: It's good just here?

Reporter: That's great.

Rigsby: Uh, I've been in fires before. I worked with the, uh, arson squad in San Diego for a couple years, so I'm not unfamiliar with the issues. It's never pleasant, though. (chuckles) Um, I mean, when you're— When you're in it, it's— there's no time to think. But—but afterwards, well... Yeah. It can make you think. There was a... There was a moment there where, uh... Yeah, makes you think. It's a gift, isn't it? Life. You should be grateful for it... Make the most of it.

Van Pelt: We have to catch this guy before he kills someone else.

Jane: He hasn't k*lled anyone yet.

Van Pelt: Not Martha St. Clare?

Jane: Eh.

Cho: Martha St. Clare was about to stall the development. That exactly what Jasper wants. So why k*ll her?

Lisbon: Maybe he didn't know Martha's intentions.

Jane: But the mayor must have known. Let's go see her.

Lisbon: Yeah. You guys look into this Jasper character.

Jane: Don't bother.

Van Pelt: What does that mean, anyway— a red herring?

Lisbon: A red herring is what you look in to regardless of what Jane tells you. Anything on the networks' footage?

Cho: They've been throwing up hurdles— Something about first amendment issues.

Lisbon: Get the footage. I'm tired of hearing their excuses. We I. D. Somebody in the crowd, maybe we get lucky.

Cho: Yes, boss.

Cho is interviewed by Brewster

Cho: Why am I a detective? Why are you a reporter?

Reporter: What?

Cho: Why are you making this documentary?

Reporter: It's a fresh perspective on law enforcement.

Cho: No, I mean, what's in it for you?

Reporter: Well, uh, scoring this exclusive is a good way to get noticed.

Cho: So you're ambitious. How long you been doing the news here?

Reporter: About eight years.

Cho: Anchor?

Reporter: Mostly fieldwork.

Cho: So you're ambitious, but you haven't gotten very far.

Reporter: I, uh, I guess that's about it, yeah. You don't like being asked questions, do you? The team as a whole seems to have a problem with that.

Cho: Is that a question?

Brenda: Mike, if I can interrupt here?

Reporter: Yeah.

Cameraman: We're clear.

Brenda: Uh, there's coffee in the kitchen, John. I'm so sorry. Agent Cho?

Cho: Yeah?

Brenda: It is the specific request of the deputy A. G. that your unit cooperate fully with the media.

Cho: What's your point?

(coughs) (Rigsby clears throat) Ohh. (Rigsby coughs)

Town hall

Lisbon: Mayor Shannon, we need to talk.

Mayor: Of course. I have a meeting. Please make it fast.

Jane: Sure. How big was your bribe from Heaton Krupp?

Mayor: That is an outrageous slander.

Jane: You sold your approval of the Granton project. Martha found out. She was gonna reveal it at the city council meeting, which you said was gonna be about river rafting, of all things. River rafting— from where did you pull that?

Mayor: You better have really good personal lawyers. If you pursue this absurd line of harassment, I will hang you by your heels.

Jane: Did you get a slice, too, or are you strictly wage labor?

Assistant: I—

Mayor: your superiors will hear from our lawyers.

Jane: Oh, don't bother with lawyers. It's such a waste of taxpayer dollars. Just confess. You'll feel a lot better.

Assistant: In actuality, you have no proof of this so-called bribery.

Jane: Uh, none at all.

Mayor: Are all CBI Agents this incompetent? Have you even bothered to check her lover as a suspect?

Jane: First you say it was Jasper. Now it's the lover that did it. You gonna make up your mind?

Lisbon: What lover? We understood she had no social life.

Assistant: I didn't know she did.

Mayor: Oh, well, she did, and competent police would have known that.

Lisbon: Why didn't you tell this earlier?

Mayor: Why don't I just do your job for you? How would that be?

Jane: Oh, just please arrest her or something.

Lisbon: Nothing to hold her on.

CBI

Van Pelt is interviewed.

VanPelt: I'm the rookie on the team. (chuckles) Been here... 18 months now. Um, it's hard work, but this has been my dream ever since I was a kid— to be a Detective.

Reporter: And what's been the most surprising thing you've learned about this job you do?

VanPelt: I've... learned a lot about myself... As well as about other people— stuff I wish I didn't know sometimes.

Reporter: Stuff like...

VanPelt: Why people do bad things to one another. It's mainly because of secrets. Trying to hide the truth chips away at your spirit. Secrets ruin relationships.

The g*ng watches all of the footage of the groundbreaking.

VanPelt: We finally got the footage from every news station covering the groundbreaking ceremony. Apparently, threats work. These are two separate vantage points of the mayor, and these are feeds of the crowd. There—that guy (clicking)

Lisbon: Can you narrow it down for us? There's, like, 50 guys there.

VanPelt: The guy in the crowd there— After the mayor digs up the victim.

Jane: He certainly doesn't look like he fits in. Oh, that's bold.

Lisbon: A Jasper acolyte.

VanPelt: Or the man himself.

Lisbon: Get with the local P. D. See if they can identify him. What is it?

Jane: Nothing. Just hungry.

Rigsby: So we went back to St. Clare's apartment, went through her closet and realized that some of her work shirts-

Jane: button on the right.

Rigsby: Yeah, and not her size.

Lisbon: So the mayor was right. She did have a lover.

Jane: Of course she had a lover. That necklace she always wore was obviously a romantic gift. She'd never spend that kind of money on herself.

Lisbon: Now you say so Very wise in hindsight.

Jane: Well, I thought it went without saying. It's horribly obvious when people are in a relationship— Impossible to hide, try though they might. She was a very attractive woman. I would not be surprised if she had two lovers. There is nothing here. I'm gonna go out for lunch. Turn that thing off, or I will shove it down your throat.

Lisbon: Let's take a walk, shall we? Come on.

Lisbon pulls Jane aside.

Lisbon: I know it hasn't been the most pleasant experience having a camera crew here. But you gotta cooperate— deputy A. G.'s orders.

Jane: Yeah.

Lisbon: So what's the deal? I would think out of everybody, you'd be the most comfortable with the cameras.

Jane: Mm. Last time I was in front of a camera, things, uh didn't turn out so well.

Lisbon: Oh, God, Jane, I'm sorry.

Jane: You don't need to be sorry, and you're right. There's no reason not to be civil. I'm going to apologize.

Jane goes back and apologizes to Brewster and his camera guy.

Reporter: Hey, I'm sorry We didn't mean to be intrusive.

Jane: No, I-I shouldn't have snapped at you. I'm sorry. I just—I don't like feeling spied on. It's my own little neurosis. You're just doing your job, right?

Reporter: Right.

Jane: Well, let me buy you a taco.

Reporter: Sure.

Jane: I know you're in.

Cameraman: I am kind of hungry.

Jane: That's the spirit. I know the perfect place. Vámonos

Street

Jane: Muchas gracias. Mike.

Reporter: Thank you.

Jane: Steve. So tell me about news gathering.

Steve: You get an assignment, and pretty much—

(crowd gasping and murmuring)

Reporter: Did you get that? Did you get it?

(sighs)

Jane is led through the woods with a blindfold.

Man: Keep moving. Let's go.

Jane: I don't know where we're going, but I hope there's a bathroom. I am busting. Ohh.

CBI

Van Pelt: Definitely Jasper. The description of the van matches one seen near the condo fire and the luxury car lot Jasper destroyed.

Lisbon: How long has Chief Donner had this information? Contact the local and the county P. D.

Van Pelt: On it.

Cho: We got a hit on the Jasper associate at the groundbreaking ceremony. Local activists draw the line at kidnapping. They gave this guy up fast.

Lisbon: Bart Henrik. On his blog, he calls himself a green warrior. He's been arrested several times for inciting a riot, public disorder and vandalism. Go find him. Take Rigsby.

Cho: You got it.

The cabin

(crickets chirping)

(clicks)

Jane is led into an old cabin in the woods and handcuffed to a chair.

Jane: I can see you mean business. Uh, there's no need for firearms. I'm not Harry Houdini.

Man: Quiet.

Jane: Thank you. So you're Jasper. Well, I'm honored. Please don't say you kidnapped me for ransom, because I-I doubt you'll get $50, let alone save the whales.

Jasper: No ransom. In actuality, just a simple message— I did not k*ll Martha St. Clare and I didn't throw that firebomb in Krupp's office. And you—you are gonna tell that to the police and to the media.

Jane: So you kidnapped me to proclaim your innocence. Have you ever heard of a phone? Oh, yeah. I see. If you kidnap me, and I pass on the message, then you get a blast of that publicity that you love.

Jasper: If I am branded a k*ller, everything I have fought for is discredited. People support me because I have respect for all living things.

Jane: Yes. Yes, it's a good rule of thumb to avoid doing things that require you to wear a mask. And you're such a handsome fellow, too.

Jasper: How'd you know I'm handsome?

Jane: Well, I was just speaking figuratively.

Jasper: No, you weren't. You know who I am.

Jane: No, I have no idea.

Jasper: Leave and don't come back.

Jane: No, he doesn't have to go anywhere. I-I-I— Will you listen to me? I have no idea— You could be Elvis Presley, for all I know.

Jasper: How did you know?

Jane: I don't know.

Jasper: How did you...

Jane: Please don't do that. Pl— (sighs) (grunts)

Jasper takes off his mask.

Jasper: How did you know?

Jane: Well, what's not to know? Your height, your body language, Your syntax. You said "in actuality." I mean, who—who says "in actuality"?

Jasper: Yes.

Jane: (whispers) yeah.

Jasper: Very clever. So now we have a problem.

CBI

Cho brings in the guy from the groundbreaking.

Bart: Get that thing out of my face!

Cho: Jasper kidnapped our colleague. Where are they?

Bart: Jasper who?

Rigsby: Did you know you can get more time for kidnapping than m*rder? That's crazy, right?

Cho: And being an accessory after the fact makes you just as guilty as Jasper.

Bart: Man, Jasper's avenging mother earth. That's all.

Cho: You know him well enough to be sure of his motives.

Bart: Yes.

Cho: You know him so well you can tell us where he might be.

Bart: Even if I knew, which I don't, I would never betray Jasper.

Cho: "never" is a big word.

Bart: Try me.

Rigsby: What would Jane want us to do in this situation, Cho? With his life in jeopardy?

Cho: You know what he'd want us to do.

Rigsby: Yep. Okay. I guess we have to go there.

Cho: We should call an ambulance. It's procedure.

Rigsby: Sure. They can set it fast, and we can get straight back to questioning.

Bart: Wait. Set what? (loud clank)

Cho: Your arm—you broke it, slipped on the stairs.

Rigsby: Yeah, you should be more careful, Henrik.

Bart: Hey. Hey. A bunch of people saw me come in here fine.

Rigsby: A bunch of cops and I'm one of them. I saw you fall. And every cop in this building will say exactly the same.

(thud)

(blinds rattle)

Rigsby: A cabin in the Sierra foothills, 10 miles northeast of Salter.

Lisbon: Nice work.

The cabin

Jasper: What to do? What to do? If I let you go now, you'll rat me out.

Jane: If I may make a suggestion?

Jasper: No, you may not.

Jane: Please, Wilson. I can help.

Jasper: I cannot go to prison. I need to finish my work. Don't you see?

Jane: I do. I see. Your work is very important. But what I don't understand, though, Is why you were working in the mayor's office.

Jasper: Where better to study the enemy than from within their very camp?

Jane: Did you know that the mayor was taking bribes from the developer Krupp?

Jasper: Of course. Who do you think put Martha onto it?

Jane: Ah. You told her. But why not expose the mayor yourself or do it as Jasper?

Jasper: They would know that Jasper was inside the mayor's office. They would soon suspect me. I work in the shadows. That's why I am still here, still fighting.

Jane: I understand. Let me help you.

Jasper: Don't try to play me. Don't go saying you won't tell on me if I set you free, because I know you will.

Jane: Wilson, I am not trying to play you. I will not play you. I understand and respect your intelligence. Have a seat. Just take a moment. Wilson, look at me. I can help you.

Jasper: (whispers) how?

Jane: Look at me. You can see that I'm telling the truth. I want what you want— Peace and harmony. Peace... Quiet... It's easy. You can have it. If you want it, you can have it. So peaceful.

Chief of police: This is Chief Donner of the Salter Police Department! You're completely surrounded. Come out with your hands up!

Jane: Stay cool. Just stay cool.

Cho: Clear!

Rigsby: Clear!

Lisbon: I'm good. I got him. I got him.

Jane: Lisbon?

Lisbon: J-Jane.

Jane: Wow. I'm impressed. How the hell did you find me out here?

Lisbon: Right, because we're lost without you?

Jane: Well, I wouldn't say that, but I'm still impressed.

Lisbon: Wait. I—don't move. Ohh. They could have booby-trapped the place. We'll have the b*mb squad take a look at you.

Jane: What? (mutters) you're kidding. You're kidding. I'm—I'm thankful and all that, but just get me out of here, and I'll tell you the story.

Lisbon: What story?

(handcuffs clatter)

CBI

Rigsby: So we know who Jasper is.

Cho: Fonteneau.

Rigsby: No trace of him. Slipped right through the locals' hands. He's one man, for crying out loud.

Cho: Well, he obviously knows those woods a lot better.

Lisbon: Jane, enough recovery time Tell us about Fonteneau. What'd he say?

Jane: Well, he spouted a lot of nonsense, denial. Truth is, he took the job in the mayor's office yo plan targeted att*cks on new developments around town. He and St. Clare became lovers.

Cho: Secret boyfriend.

Jane: But when St. Clare found out about Fonteneau's secret life as Jasper, he k*lled her for it, to keep her quiet.

Van Pelt: I'll check on the warrant for Fonteneau's place.

Lisbon: Get everybody briefed, suited up and ready to roll.

Jane: Oh, look for St. Clare's necklace. It was a gift from Fonteneau. my guess—he took it when he k*lled her. We need it.

Lisbon: You guys sit on the location until the warrant comes in. (phone) Chief Donner? Yeah, I-it's Lisbon.

Jane: Oh, I need some aspirin.

Lisbon: Yeah. (pills rattle)

Lisbon: (phone)Yeah, I-I just wanted— could you hold on, chief? Look, that's enough, guys. We're done filming.

Reporter: You know, catching the bad guy would be a great end of the show, make you guys look like superstars.

Jane: Well, it'd certainly make the deputy A. G. Very happy.

Lisbon: True. All right You can film the bust, but you have to do exactly what I say. Deal Meet me at Fonteneau's at 06:00 hours.

Reporter: Yes, ma'am.

Lisbon: Hey. Chief, we're gonna need assistance from your entry team again.

Fonteneau's place

Reporter: What now?

Cho: We set a perimeter and wait for the warrant.

Jane: Yeah, there's a lot of this kind of stuff. Not too many car chases.

Reporter: Maybe we could, uh, ask a few questions while we're waiting?

Jane: Uh... Sure. If you must.

Reporter: Um, how did you come to work with the CBI?

Jane: You know how.

Reporter: Yes, but I-I need you to say it to the camera.

Jane: I got it. (sighs deeply) Um... Well, I came to work with the CBI after my wife and child were m*rder*d. Have you ever experienced loss like that? A loss of love? There's nothing more important than love, is there?

Reporter: Well, we're talking about you.

Jane: Yeah. It can be very hard when love goes away. It's like a... A betrayal, almost like a violent act, right? Right?

Reporter: I guess. Um, why don't—why don't we go back to, um—

Jane: When you give someone your heart and they throw it aside, iIt's natural to be angry. Especially when you've come to rely on them, when your career is tied to theirs.

Reporter: I don't know what you're, uh—

Jane: Why don't you show us what you got in your pockets?

Reporter: What?

Jane: You heard me.

Reporter: No.

Jane: Why not?

Reporter: Because you don't have the right.

Jane: Okay. Okay. I'll tell you what you have in your pocket, and you tell me if I'm right. In your pocket, you have a blue topaz necklace that you once gave to Martha St. Clare when you were lovers. You took that necklace back after you k*lled her. You were gonna plant it in Fonteneau's house, prompted by my cunningly brilliant ruse.

Aha. That's it.

Reporter: I don't know how that got in there.

Jane: Oh, please. Don't be so silly. Arrest him, Cho.

Cho: Get on your knees. Put your hands on your head. Now! (click) Get up.

Jane: That's for you. And this... Is for me.

CBI

Jane and Lisbon watch the footage of the groundbreaking.

Jane: Here it comes. Bang. There. You looked away. Martha St. Clare's body hasn't been revealed, and you looked away, because you knew what was gonna happen, because you buried that body at that building site and you firebombed the trailer to try and frame Jasper. You're too clever, Mike, you're just too clever.

Mike: Nah. You spout a lot of theory, But no legal proof.

Lisbon: Ah. You want legal proof? The lab reports came back. They found traces of Martha's blood in the trunk of your car. Do you want to tell us what happened?

Mike: Rumors said the mayor was dirty, but there was no proof. I knew something was up. But... no matter how much I pushed her, Martha wouldn't say anything. Nothing. And last night, I was going through her computer just checking on some stuff, you know? I found this speech she was preparing to give, exposing the mayor as corrupt, with proof— Facts and figures, the whole deal. And she kept it from me the whole time. This is a story that could have made my career. I have been waiting for a story like this my whole life. And she's mad 'cause I'm on her computer. Hello. So she... She said, uh, she couldn't trust me anymore and that it was over. The argument escalated, and, uh, I took my necklace back. And then she starts taunting me, you know, implying that I don't have what it takes to be in the big leagues anyway, saying I'm a loser. She's had enough? She's had enough? She has? No, no, no, no. I've had enough. Me!

Lisbon: Well... We'll take that as a confession.

The g*ng watches mayor Melba get arrested.

Reporter: In a stunning revelation, mayor Melba Walker Shannon has been arrested by the D.A. for corruption charges stemming from the Granton at Salter development. The accuser is her closest aide, Wilson Fonteneau, who agreed to testify against the mayor in exchange for leniency regarding his activities as eco-t*rror1st "Jasper."

This only the latest development in a bizarre story of m*rder and greed that has captivated the central valley.

Jane: Hey. I was enjoying that.

Lisbon: Ugh. I hate how they overdramatize everything.

Cho: Yeah, I hate that.

Lisbon: (deepens voice) "captured the central valley." (normal voice) give me a break.

Rigsby: Doughnuts.

Jane: Thanks. Ladies first.

Rigsby: So, uh, guys? Uh, I have something to say.

Van Pelt: We have something to say.

Rigsby: Uh, life's too short for dishonesty Van Pelt— Grace and I are... Lovers.

Lisbon: No, you're not.

Van Pelt: Um, yes, we are.

Lisbon: No, you are not lovers.

Rigsby: Uh, but we are, though.

Lisbon: No, you're not, because a sexual relationship between two fellow bureau employees is strictly against the rules.

Van Pelt: Which is why we kept it a secret.

Rigsby: But we don't want to live a lie anymore. (inhales deeply) come what may. (chuckles)

Jane: Well, it's a big secret. Well-kept.

Rigsby: Well, maybe you knew, but nobody else did.

Cho: I knew. Half the building knows.

Rigsby: They do not.

Jane: The only person that didn't know is glaring at you right now.

Lisbon: And now I have to do something about it.

Cho: What are you gonna do?

Jane: Yeah, what are you gonna do?

Lisbon: I'm thinking. Go.