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Clips from The Mentalist - Red-Handed (S01E01)

"Well, maybe the killer wrote it, some kind of message."
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"Total guess."
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"...that you've been filling with all the change..."
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"We're in Nevada."
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"Yes. Forensic evidence supports the hand being severed postmortem."
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"We're looking."
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"Uh, Sinatra kissed me right here on my first birthday party."
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"He wasn't around much when you were growing up, was he?"
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"- No idea. - Damn!"
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"Stupid son of a bitch went for the two-point conversion."
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"Does that match up to any similar cases in the past?"
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"LISBON: Mafia. Great. Thanks."
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"The casino's on the Nevada side of the resort and offers full-service gaming."
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"...a maze of passages that lead you back to the pens, or in this case, the slots."
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"Ladies, give me luck."
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"- Give me 100 bucks, would you? - I don't think that's a good idea."
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"...who are shareholders in our parent company."
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"Thank you. Could we change this up for $ 1000 chips, please?"
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"- Blackjack. - Oh, yeah."
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"I think this is mine. Just one sec."
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"CHO: Very impressive scheme you set up with your cousin, Mose."
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"Then how did you know before everyone else here that he was dead?"
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"...what did you tell him?"
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"I told him that Mr. Etienne had nothing to do with it."
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"No."
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"I'm sorry."
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"Okay, but if he is in cahoots with Alexandra..."
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"[JANE CLEARS THRO AT]"
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"Van Pelt. Catch."
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"And I spent it fair and square."
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"- So where's our stuff? - Your stuff?"
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"Well, you didn't just get stuff for the ladies. That'd be creepy."
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"Apparently they tell you the name of the cow your steak came from."
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"- That's horrible. LISBON: Forget the steaks."
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"Two of diamonds: Duck smoking a cigar. Like that."
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"- Why a duck? - Doesn't matter."
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"Deal the river card..."
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"Thank you. It's beautiful, but I can't keep it."
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"LISBON: If you knew it, why didn't you tell us?"
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"It's an exaggeration. I had a strong hunch."
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"I wanted to be the first to clarify the matter for you."
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"So no subterfuge. Except for Jim."
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"I'm not proud of it."
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"Do you think that Matt did this to clear the field with you?"
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"Maybe he had the idea that that's what you wanted."
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"Hey, hush."
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"[WHISPERS] Mum's the word."
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"The two of them came to an understanding. He was married to his job."
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"...when I saw that Jim's car was still parked at the resort."
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"But you left work at 11 p.m. What did you do with the 90 minutes?"
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"I went home, changed clothes and just relaxed a while."
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"...dump the hand and hide the body."
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"I never meet Ann at my house."
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"- But you needed his wife. - It's not like that."
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"He didn't care what she did."
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"His $ 100,000 poker chip, I assume."
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"How you feeling, Goldilocks? Feeling lucky?"
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"[PHONE RINGING]"
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"- Jane. - Ask how much he's winning."
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"CHO [O VER PHONE]: What are you doing? - Harpooning a whale. Talk fast."
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"...military history, gaming theory, reference section."
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"Right."
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"There's no cake or balloons."
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"From the way you were dressed it appears that some sort of..."
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"...sexual transaction took place. - No."
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"Okay. I was guessing. What did take place?"
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"You and your husband are swimming in credit-card debt."
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"Why? Where did the money go?"
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"What's the matter, my friend?"
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"Oh. Ask them quick."
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"That's a large question. Hard to say."
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"We're thinking maybe Jim was peeved."
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"Okay. Stop the train. I'll get off here."
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"So he says he'll put up his wife against 50 grand."
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"One hundred percent willing."
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"[GLASS SHATTERS]"
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"Look at this."
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"Huh?"
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"Let's go."
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"...and he knew I must have something to do with it."
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"I said sure I did. Screw him."
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"I couldn't let that happen."
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"- I'm just having a streak of bad luck. - Yes, you are."
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"It's okay, baby. It's gonna be okay."
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"I believe this is yours."
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"We were wondering how much money you won in that game."
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"Oh, my God."
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"RIGSBY: That damn GPS is gonna put it in California. I know it."
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"CHO: Ah, think positive. It's Nevada. Definitely Nevada."
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"RIGSBY: You're dreaming. We'll catch it. Stone-cold mystery."
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"VAN PELT: Hey. Forensics are already running the prints."
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"Maybe we'll get a quick match."
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"RIGSBY: Pfft. We'd never get that lucky."
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"No, we're gonna be talking to the hand for a long while."
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"Why so glum? Case is a case."
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"We're in the middle of nowhere. Windy as all hell. I haven't eaten anything."
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"Aw, dismemberments are a bitch. You spend months assembling the victim."
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"- There's always a piece missing. - There's plenty to work with right here."
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"VAN PELT: It's a right hand with the number 43 on it."
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"It's a male hand, or a not very femme female."
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"What else have we got to work with right here without forensic analysis?"
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"Let's see. Probably a white man, mid-50s."
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"He wrote on his right hand, so he's a lefty."
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"Too faded. And a killer would write it bigger."
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"[JANE SNIFFING]"
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"Consultant."
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"Smells of almond-oil moisturizer, musky cologne and tobacco."
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"Palms are supple. Nails are professionally maintained."
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"So a rich man."
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"...which suggests an extrovert in a job where extroverts thrive."
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"So?"
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"He's upper management in the hotel or gaming business."
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"What do you wanna bet I'm right?"
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"Thirty-five cents."
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"- Thirty-five cents? - Yeah."
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"I find that hard to believe considering that huge crayon bank..."
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"...you've got hidden behind your bedroom door..."
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"...that you could accumulate since you were, what, 15?"
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"- 35 cents. Take it or leave it. - I'll take it. You got a bet."
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"- All right. - Don't think it's right to bet on such things."
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