Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- And now... - It's unprofessional.

You can't fight a ghost.

- Are you having a good time? - The best.

DETMER: Agent Ballard, you were assigned to case designate

Dude, where's your friend?

- Two out of three, huh? - Nah. Let's just dance.

Ma'am, we need to distance ourselves from this.

Who knows where we are?

All right? We have a chance to dry up

profiling from former instructors at Quantico.

They were planning to beach it, anyway.

- On the boat? - It's been seen.

I am not a cop. I'm not FBI. And I have no interest in justice.

And your blood work and internals are all shipshape.

been arrested for trespassing on Prince Amoudi's yacht.

You can mess up her eyesight?

Which to me sounds pretty bad.

Would you like a massage?

Are you able to back off?

(PHONE RINGING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

It's a Houlberd, 30-footer.

There's nothing good or bad, but thinking makes it so, man-friend.

No, you're a federale. You think I'm stupid?

He's afraid and angry, and he knows those emotions are of no use right now.

The man that shot Mr. Crestejo is dead.

Dude, it... It's like 5:00.

I have to trust that, right.

Imprint's gone. The new moon has made her a virgin again.

Why would they do that?

- Bunch of different people. - Yeah.

There were shots. We made a call.

- She hurts. - She does.