Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Car's empty except for these in the trunk.

Travis is still missing.

When you started trying to pin the blame on Jeremy.

Why wouldn't horses make you happy?

I don't know where. He's got friends to hide out with.

That was Kristina. She said she's picking up on something.

And you think I did it. I already told you where I was.

Fast moving sticks scare me.

She said you're a good man.

That would be golf, and musical theater of the '30s and '40s.

LISBON: Do we know who's home?

...at the reading of the will. - I don't understand.

- What is that about? - He's just trying to do his job.

- That would be Clara and Travis, yes? - Mm-hm.

And how come dead people always talk such tedious drivel?

- Travis is hurting. - Or he's lying.

Ink wasn't even dry yet.

When my dad died, Mom was all I had.

Because there wasn't anything they could do.

But after the blowout with Jeremy, I couldn't go back there.

- Miss Frye? FRYE: Be right there. Take a seat, please.

LISBON: Yes, they are.

I met Rosemary at a show.

But I don't know what peace of mind means to you.

Jane, I'll never doubt you again.

Not that she's a con artist, but that she's so good at it.

[PHONE RINGING]

So shoot me, I'm a pragmatist.

He used to, before he got into drugs.

A deeply misguided and damaged man, but good.

- When can I see him? - Oh, soon.

- Travis could've taken those. CHO: Travis has an alibi.

...but Jeremy isn't exactly grieving right now.

Always dancing. Why is that?

I think Kristina Frye is responsible for your mother's death.

That's very flattering.

Okay. Oh, so...