- Kimball Cho: What do you need?
- Patrick Jane: Backup.
- Kimball Cho: I don't like it when you say you need backup and nothing's happened yet.
- [first lines]
- Patrick Jane: [in his loft] Hey, Cho.
- Kimball Cho: [about to knock on the door] Okay, how'd you do that?
- Patrick Jane: Well, you tread a little heavier than Lisbon. And Rigsby's car isn't in the lot.
- Kimball Cho: We've got a case and Lisbon's busy, so you and I are riding out.
- Patrick Jane: Excellent. I'll meet you downstairs.
- Patrick Jane: That was it?
- Teresa Lisbon: That's all Kirkland said. He was just fishing.
- Patrick Jane: Don't you think it's odd, Homeland Security's fascination with a California serial killer?
- Teresa Lisbon: Everything about Bob Kirkland is odd.
- Patrick Jane: Well, yes.
- Teresa Lisbon: Just add that to the list.
- Patrick Jane: [smelling something on the victim] Smells of juniper.
- Kimball Cho: Cologne?
- Patrick Jane: Uh... I don't... no, more like... cheap gin. Drunken out of necessity, not pleasure. So he drank alone, he let the killer in. He knew him, or her. They argued...
- Deb Granger: How'd you know they argued?
- Patrick Jane: Well, he is dead.
- Deb Granger: What did they argue about?
- Patrick Jane: Well, I don't know. What do people argue about? Money? Power? Love? Jealousy?
- Deb Granger: Revenge. Sorry, I shouldn't do that.
- Patrick Jane: No, jump right in. This is a murder. It's exciting.