Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are you talking about?

VAN PELT: I don't like it. RIGSBY: Me neither. What's the alternative?

Make us dismiss her as a suspect...

- Can I help you? LISBON: Mr. Hale?

There was no way.

As long as we believe.

Info on Kristina Frye.

For the energy of the departed souls.

...traffic cameras, witnesses at gas stations.

Well, I was at a, uh, gallery opening, but someone's always here.

The noise relaxes me.

We were close. She understood me better than anyone.

Well, I go with my gut. 90 percent of the time if it feels right, it's meant to be.

Not better than me mind you, but she is good.

Mm, I smell dead people.

- She seems quite taken with you. - Ah.

- Well, I take a lot of pictures. CHO: Mm-hm.

Van Pelt. Oh, hi.

...I just got mad.

FRYE: Shall we sit down?

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]

- They're your family. - You really don't understand.

And can you have Rosemary appear at the reading of the will?

...if it's all right to share her problems with you in more detail.

Even though you took off, you knew where she'd be that night.

[FRYE STAMMERS]

I've helped hundreds of sick clients confront their fear of dying.

Oh, this is gonna be good.

See? No one way glass.

- Well, he's not gonna call you back. - Yeah. Just put it in.

- Or did he leave because you took his room? - You're in my personal space.

Certain imagery goes with the territory. You know that.

Yes. And that's what you object to, isn't it?

- Where's all this anger I feel coming from? - Not from me. Maybe you're projecting.

Raising the dead.