Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, Lisbon. How about this, huh?
...while we think about Tuesday night.
So I fired his twisted ass.
He's worried about you.
Uh, Coolidge, Wilson, Roosevelt, um...
Well, Teresa, you told me about the crime scene.
...as you do, it makes sense.
Shh.
- Agent Lisbon. - Hello, Dreyer.
May I? Thanks.
Jane, I just need you to leave, okay?
Then why aren't all the ants in the wet, stinky dumpsters?
- It's interesting, isn't it? - Yeah.
Katy spent the night at a friend's.
Hey, we have a problem.
Look, your friend the cop...
You swore you'd spend your entire fortune...
You are not falling into a deep, relaxing trance state.
Lately, he'd been asking if he could take Emily away on an overnight trip...
It's okay, sweetie.
Name's William McTeer, from San Francisco.
I disagree. - McTeer went after little children.
We have a couple questions for you.
Treated Tanya good, so you know...
Real gentleman. Not like your other guys.
Glad to hear it.
Lapsed Catholic, perhaps?
- Nice to meeting you guys. You too.
We're near Marie's Do-Nuts. Anyone wanna go for a bear claw after?
It's only fair.
Routine, like you have to see me after a shooting, sure.
Significant indications of deception, they say.
These cash transactions prove it.
Okay, we are working the case.
- Can we talk? - Minelli?
We'd have been all over that.
Be sure to mention that on the stand.
He has good mental health.
You're all over it. Let me know if you need any help.
- She's a little stressed. - What is going on?
That's me. Cool and calm.
Black widow.
- What do you do for fun? - Fun?
...and you see McTeer. - Yes.
Dog was a utility idiot. He's dumb in 10 different ways.
Don't tempt me.