Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's been abandoned seven years.

I have to go. They don't even know I'm here.

Yeah, they were kind of showy. A little too visible, don't you think?

This is copies of the case paperwork so far.

This man is a, uh...

We don't need luck.

Just waiting to hear he was safe.

Hope it's some kind of consolation. Been waiting a long time for that boy.

But when a big score's coming up, I hear about it.

Come on, anybody can get a tattoo.

A witness gave us a partial plate on the kidnapper's car.

I can understand that.

Maybe the kidnappers have their eye on the Westlakes' bank account?

This is a summary of the Red John case since I took over.

- Care to reframe that, Sam? - No.

...in the Westlake house. That's the way they work.

Okay. All right.

Night Colin's ransom got paid, I sat with his parents till morning.

It can be difficult.

That was good. Did that hurt? Looked like it hurt.

- Yes. - Lf there's no ransom demand...

- How you doing? - They think the rounds...

I need the actual case file. Unabridged.

You can't be a full member until you've killed someone.

Next time you come at me in the street, make sure it's for a worthwhile question.

But if you are absent in this moment...

S.F.P.D. Suspected her of being in the gang...

- Lf you care about them, you'll leave. - The cops I work with, meaning Lisbon.

My best guess would be...

So we're gonna go talk to them.

- Well, could be a coincidence. - There are no coincidences.

- You sure? - Sure? No.

- I'll call you later. - Wayne?

Excuse me, I'm with the CBI. Wondering if I could ask a few questions?

- You're not gonna hear him out? - He's got nothing to tell.