Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Not even kill him. This is somebody with resources.
I don't know. Could've been about a million things.
That's the brother of McTeer's girlfriend.
No.
- Why is this happening to me? - It's all right.
Nobody said you did, yet.
I promise.
- Are we done? - No.
Okay.
Oh, beautifully done. Lovely work, Lisbon.
It's just about impossible. I am not hypnotizing you, Lisbon.
And yes, I had to pull some strings.
He deserved to die, but you're still a good person, Teresa.
You should get an act. Can you do Streisand?
- And that's a problem. - Yeah.
People.
...saying there's a dead body, it's two blocks from us.
Gotta learn to clean that trap, Tanya, that's where the clog was...
Good. Take another breath in.
Are you drinking? Is that why you're talking blackouts?
They're grateful for the gig, you know?
Why don't you go into the kitchen and help your Uncle David?
Drop the McTeer case...
Get out of my way. I'm sick of everybody.
CBI's been paying you for five weeks now, doctor.
Well, you know, thanks for trying.
...which made her fail the polygraph.
Well, ordered me to drop by, actually.
- Dog have a real name? Everybody does.
- A little help here. - Oh, please.
- Shrink day, huh? - No.
But you're guessing, right? You never actually saw her.
Later in the day, you're about to leave CBI.
I feel...
It dead-ends in a blind account that was closed yesterday.
I heard you already arrested her for it.
- I'll call Forensics, run him for prints. - Who is he?
The ultimate place of calm.
No reason for you to hurt anyone else...
Well, you did have a 25 percent shot.
Good.
Duty calls, I get it.
I've got six open cases, I'm testifying in two more...
Came home all moody, said the guy was out to get him.
Mm. That why those ants are looking for moisture wherever they can find it.
David Charles.
Where do you go?
Nobody listened to you like that, growing up.
David, you know William McTeer?
Ten grand, Sam.
...or yourself.
- Yeah, it's interesting. - Hm.
I couldn't.
McTeer hit the Bay Area for 18 months.
- You good? - Yeah.
You've got to tell him he cannot threaten people...
Lisbon, get this through your head. You're relieved of duty.
...sometimes you dance to that Spice Girls CD, don't you?
I know you lied about the alibi.