Case: Former old school detective frames who he believes was the real original Boston Strangler
RizzIsles: Maura diagnoses her date; RizzIsles talk about dating/guys
Jane: Was she dead before she was tossed over?
Maura: I’d be guessing.
Jane: I won’t tell.
Maura: Ballpark? She’s been dead about 2 hours.
(Maura flirts with a bystander)
Jane: Oh my God. You’re flirting over a dead body.
Maura: When else am I going to do it?
Maura: You are deceptively complex. I do not understand you.
Jane: Well you would if I was a dead body.
Maura: (genuinely intrigued) Do you think so?
Maura: It takes 20-30 seconds to pass out from strangulation. 1-post-mortem- trauma. 2-post-mortem-trauma.
Jane: I get it. Strangling sucks.
Maura: Do you want to know what I’m thinking?
Jane: It’s so weird. I do.
Maura: I think I know why you’re making such a big deal out of the fact that Grant’s your new boss.
Jane: I don’t want to know what you’re thinking.
Maura: When was the last time we had two stranglings in one day?
Jane: Well cheer up. Maybe tomorrow will be stabbing day.
(In response to Frost asking what she was afraid of)
Maura: People. Live ones.
Jane: What?
Maura: You’d want to know if you had Marfan Syndrome, right?
Jane: You did it again?
Maura: (squeaking) Yea huh.
(back to online shoe shopping)
Jane: Alright. Look. Come here. Take a few cuts off of this. It’ll make you feel better.
Maura: (excited) Okay.
Jane: Alright. Let’s see it.
Jane: Maura, what do you see?
Maura: A reddish brown stain.
Jane: In other words, blood.
Maura: No, the crime lab will determine what it is. She has no lacerations.
Jane: So maybe we got lucky and the killer was bleeding. Or smearing reddish brown stuff.
Jane: Hey, did you ever hear from Marfan man?
Maura: Mm hm. He called to thank me. He’s going to a specialist. World renowned.
Jane: Are you going to see him again?
Maura: I don’t date patients.
Jane: (Laughing) You don’t want to go out with him because he has some weird disease?
Maura: His limbs are a little spidery but that’s not the only reason.
Jane: Come on! You gotta stop that. You gotta stop diagnosing people.
Maura: Can we just talk about your love life?
Jane: Okay. I date two kinds of guys. One that hates that I’m a cop, and one that wants me to use the handcuffs. Watch this. (holds up cuffs as guy approaches) 3-2-1…bye bye. (looks at his smirking friend) “I like handcuffs”. Alright, enough of this.
Jane: (to Grant) Yea I can tell by the nasty face you’re making.
Maura: Oh that’s not about you Jane. He has ballous lesions.
Jane: What?
Maura: Blisters.
Maura: (smug, I-told-you-so face about liking Grant)
Jane: Oh shut up.
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