Case: Women left at bus stops dressed like dolls, and in clothes from early 90s.
RizzIsles: Jane is depressed about Casey; Maura talks to Casey and gets him to talk to Jane… after Angela also interferes.
Maura: We’re running this morning. C’mon.
Jane: Too late I already showered.
Maura: (sniffing Jane) Last night or this morning? Never mind!
Jane: No, my stomach is too full.
Maura: You need endorphins from physical activity because you’re depressed.
Jane: I’m not depressed. (smiles) See?
Maura: You'll get over Casey.
Jane: Wh-- who said it has anything to do with Casey? I- I got a new ding in my car door.
Jane: Wh-- who said it has anything to do with Casey? I- I got a new ding in my car door.
Maura: You lied. Your left eyebrow moved. You are in stage 4 of the 5 stages of relationship grief.
Jane: I am in 5 stages of ignoring you. I can’t taste, touch, smell, see or hear you.
Maura: Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance.
Jane: (looking down at plate) Why'd she have to make bunnies?
Rondo: (walking by) Mmm. I like the bunnies. Taste better when they got shape. (Angela gives him plate of bunny pancakes; Jane gives him hers too) You sure?
Jane: Yea.
Rondo: Cause I don't want you losin any more weight. I like my detectives with a little weight on them.
(Maura gives Jane an I-told-you-so smirk)
Jane: (looking down at plate) Why'd she have to make bunnies?
Rondo: (walking by) Mmm. I like the bunnies. Taste better when they got shape. (Angela gives him plate of bunny pancakes; Jane gives him hers too) You sure?
Jane: Yea.
Rondo: Cause I don't want you losin any more weight. I like my detectives with a little weight on them.
(Maura gives Jane an I-told-you-so smirk)
Jane: (to Angela) You’ve been giving free food to Rondo and that’s why the sandwiches cost 12 bucks?
Jane: Oh, we got a murder. (looks at Maura in workout clothes) You gonna run to the crime scene?
Maura: Give me 5 minutes.
Jane: 3.
Jane: Anything ending in –philia is not going to be good.
Maura: A fetish involving a love between a man and a doll.
Jane: A man, a doll his love, and what? …a 2x4, a hammer, hockey stick?
Maura: Definitely a solid, high density object. In common par lens, something hard.
Jane: Brilliant deduction.
Jane: You’re telling me this, why, because she was transported here from the 90s?
Maura: No detective smarty pants. I tell you this because her clothes are 20 years old and they don’t fit her.
Maura: You should tell Jane.
Casey: No. And you won’t either. Ever. You have to promise me that.
Maura: I don’t know that I can make that promise. She’s my friend.
(To Casey)
Maura: Jane is suffering. It’s mean to not tell her. The truth isn’t as bad as what she’s imagining.
Jane: Eep. I am a robot. Eep. I do not compute human talk.
Maura: I do not use that inflection. And that is the storage space on a b-cap card.
Jane: That’s riveting.
Maura: (smirking) I’m going to the gym. And even though you’re rude, you’re coming with me.
Jane: No. Thank you. I’m too tired to workout.
Maura: Then let’s go to the Dirty Robber. I’ll even have a beer with you.
Jane: No. I’m gonna go workout on my couch. The 5 stages of junk food.
Maura: (To Angela) You have to swear that you will never mention to Jane what I’m about to tell you. (Places a Gray’s Anatomy book on the table)
Angela: Well then he’s a fool. I can tell she really likes him.
Maura: (solemnly) I think she loves him.
Maura: Blunt force trauma. Hm. Remarkable. It is the same.
Jane: Same weapon?
Maura: Same scrunchie.
Jane: So our victims were either transported from the 90s. OR they work for Hilary Clinton. Or our killer is a scrunchie freak.
Jane: Have you been drinking?
Maura: Yes. Water. 2 liters a day as recommended by the Mayo Clinic.
Jane: I’ve been thinking about what you said about him being tender.
Maura: Casey?
Jane: No, Maura, the killer. And stop saying that name.
Maura: Exposure therapy might help you get over it. Casey. Casey. Casey. Casey.
Jane: Stop it.
Maura: I’m trying to help.
(In response to “Angela’s Guardians” on the news)
Cavanaugh: It’s gonna be Angela’s Ashes when I’m through with her.
(To Angela saying they have to help Jane)
Maura: No. Whatever it is you’re thinking of doing, don’t. It’s none of our business.
Jane: I don’t believe this.
Maura: If that is a text from a vacation club in Acapulco don’t respond. It might be a scam.
(To Casey as he’s trying to leave angrily)
Jane: Wait. I didn’t write this. But if you had told me I would have said the same thing. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter.
(To Casey as he leaves the bar)
Maura: I knew you weren’t mean.
Maura: How did it go?
Jane: I asked him to go rollerblading.
Maura: Shut the front door. You did not.
Jane: I think I might have also suggested running.
(Shows Maura the note Angela wrote to Casey)
Maura: Your mother is (in unison with Jane) a deadwoman.
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