The Mentalist s05e08 Episode Script

You stay away from me.
Let go.
Let go of me! Save the phony tears.
Just get back.
- You little fool.
- You just stay away from me.
No good, sir.
We can't get involved in this.
Hello, Patrick.
How are you? Good.
So, what do you think? Oh, it's a classic.
You know, it just gets better and better every time.
Yes.
What do you think of my request? I don't think much of it, really, Patrick.
Really, I don't.
Meaning you can't accomplish it? Any task can be accomplished as long as it's broken down into manageable pieces.
So you'll do it? Look, I know that I'm in your debt.
Okay, so we both agree that you owe me a favor.
Yes, I do.
So let this be my favor to you.
Let it go, the whole idea.
It's just not worth it.
Well, I find this very interesting.
I'm presenting you with a challenge yet you're backing away.
- That's very unlike you, Mr.
Stiles.
- Look, if you must know l've grown mildly accustomed to you, Patrick.
You make me sit up and pay attention.
I'm very glad you're amused by me.
But what you're planning now, it's - Well, it's certainly different.
- Yes, it is.
If I do what you're asking of me and you get caught you're going to spend the rest of your life in a federal prison.
I'm well aware of that.
I just have to make sure I don't get caught.
Heh, all right.
Well, it's been a great pleasure knowing you, Mr.
Jane.
Good luck.
Well l I used some pretty harsh words.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Lorelei Martins, 5474B.
Need a ride? You? Hey, come on, please, just get in the car.
This is ridiculous.
Why are you mad at me? I didn't force you to escape from prison.
No, you just tricked me into it.
Oh, come on.
Wait.
You thought it was Red John that got you out? - Yeah.
- Well, it wasn't.
I did.
I got you out.
He would've left you in there to rot.
And I took a lot of risks in doing it.
Nobody ever accused you of good judgment.
What about you? You're walking into the desert 10 miles from a prison you just broke out of.
I'm offering you a ride.
I'll take you wherever you wanna go.
You can dump me at any time.
Fine.
Jane, how many messages do I have to leave you? Call me back.
Hold on, Tom, she just walked in.
No.
No, don't inform the marshals yet.
I wanna bring CBI up to speed first.
I'll call you back.
What's going on? - Have you heard about Lorelei Martins yet? - No.
She escaped from federal prison this morning.
Your Mr.
Jane was questioning prison transport drivers.
Yes.
But, no, he wouldn't.
- He wouldn't.
- He wouldn't? Okay, where is he now? I don't know.
I haven't heard from him since yesterday.
He hasn't answered his phone.
But that doesn't mean he did this.
It would make it much more likely, wouldn't it? - Why is this a Homeland Security issue? - It's complicated.
But if he is with her, he's in a lot of danger.
You know him better than anybody.
If he did do this, where would he go? Anyplace I could possibly think of is where he wouldn't go.
Uh, would you excuse me for a minute? I'll be right back.
Has anyone seen Jane? - No.
- We need to find him right now.
Put a BOLO on his car, Grace.
Cho, I want you to go to his motel room.
Rigs, call his cell company, get GPS tracking on his phone.
What's going on? Lorelei Martins escaped from prison this morning.
- Was Jane involved? - We don't know yet.
Who's that? Bob Kirkland, Homeland Security.
He's leading the search.
Boss, Sac P.
D.
Got a report of an abandoned blue Citroen this morning.
- Parking lot at 16th and K Street.
- Text it to me.
This isn't gonna work.
Well, that's optimistic.
I won't tell you who he is or where he is.
- Give it time.
- Not now.
Not ever.
- Doesn't work.
- Really? I figured that when no sound came out of it.
Yes.
Heh.
Can we go? Tell me where.
The ocean.
I wanna see the ocean.
He was leaving a text message.
It's for you.
"Someone after me.
" He was being followed.
Looks like he's been abducted.
Jane doesn't have Lorelei.
Lorelei has Jane.
Our fugitive is a known associate of the serial killer Red John.
She's wanted for murder, conspiracy, kidnapping and weapons violations.
We believe that Martins and unknown accomplices abducted CBI consultant Patrick Jane.
Jane led a six-month undercover operation that resulted in Lorelei's arrest.
Martins may have kidnapped him for payback or to take him to Red John.
We need to find them.
Martins is a Sacramento girl.
I want systematic searches of old residences, old friends, old coworkers.
You all have information packets.
Study them, and when you're done contact myself or Agent Kirkland for your assignments.
Thank you.
- We'll start with Lorelei's mother.
- Okay.
I wonder where they're going.
I'm gonna make a fire.
So, what's this about? Ahem.
Your daughter broke out of prison this morning.
Oh, great.
Of course.
Have you had any contact with Lorelei recently? Heh.
Lorelei hasn't contacted me in years.
Thankfully.
When she does it's always trouble.
Always.
We have reason to believe that Lorelei has taken a hostage.
His life could be in danger.
Do you have any information you could give us about where we could find her? Any, uh, old friends favorite places? No.
I don't have anything to do with her.
She doesn't have anything to do with me.
Do you have any insight as to how she became this way? Lorelei only ever cared about Lorelei.
What are you gonna do with a kid like that? You don't feel at all responsible for her? Heh.
Now, there's a question from a woman without children.
I've satisfied all my duties and responsibilities of motherhood.
Look around.
Lorelei grew up in a beautiful home.
She could be anything.
Is this your father? That's my husband.
He's away, in Munich.
- He's away a lot? - Yes.
Oh, figures.
I don't like your tone.
Dana, your daughter is the mistress of a psychopathic killer yet you have no information to give us about how or why she got that way.
- Frankly, I don't care if you like my tone.
- To hell with you, lady.
- What happened to her? - Get out of my house! Thank you.
You should try it.
Water is lovely.
Uh, quickly, go and hide yourself behind those rocks.
- Hello, young man.
- How you doing? Was that your campfire? No, officer.
I'm not an officer, I'm a park ranger.
So no gun, huh? Right.
Campfires are illegal on this beach without a permit.
It's not mine.
Are you okay, sir? You seem a little nervous.
Never better.
Are you alone? Uh, no, she's, uh Hi, officer, I'm over here.
I'm sorry, I can't come out.
I don't have any clothes on.
Public nudity is prohibited on state beaches.
Yes, uh, I'm sorry, it won't happen again.
Promise, it won't happen again.
Sorry, sir.
Okay.
- You folks have a nice day.
- Yeah.
No campfires.
So where to now? North to Canada? South to Mexico? I'm flexible.
I know a place where no one will find us.
Take the l-60 east, but I gotta change my look first.
Find a convenience store.
- I like the take-charge attitude.
- Heh, no, you don't.
I do.
Clearly, you've taken care of someone in your life.
Made all the decisions, acted the adult.
I'm guessing you had a vain, selfish and controlling mother.
But you found the strength to pull away.
Did she resent you for that? Patrick, do you really want to get to know me? Of course.
Give the act a rest.
- What? I wasn't - Yes, you were.
Okay.
I knew it.
Soon as I heard that kidnapping report on my radio.
I called it in.
This is the young man I talked to.
- Was there a woman with him? - Yes, sir.
Most certainly was.
Only, I didn't see her on account of she was naked.
At least that's what she said.
She was behind that rock, where she was changing.
- Young man got kind ofjumpy.
Uh-huh.
He asked me if I had a gun.
- Probably had a gun on you the whole time.
- That's what I figured.
And if he said one wrong word or tried to run, bam.
She would've shot us both dead.
I'm just thankful he kept his head.
You happen to see the car they were driving? Yes, sir.
There was only one car on the bluff.
A dark blue 1990s Dynasty sedan.
Stay low.
On an island all alone A thousand miles away from home Be without you Surrounded by an endless sea Not a soul Just you and only you Can make me feel the way you do You're the rock I build upon You give me hope and keep me strong There's a place where the sun won't shine Where broken hearts don't mend with time Ahem, thank you.
With the sunglasses there.
Thanks.
Without you - Scared you, didn't I? - No.
Saw some cop.
Spooked me.
Then I'm glad I left you the keys.
You're gonna be a French honey blond.
How's that sound? - Sure.
Did you get snacks? - Sure did.
I have something to say.
Come in.
Sit down, Dana.
What's going on? Heh.
I couldn't sleep last night, heh.
Hmm My husband mustn't know.
Mustn't know what? I sold Lorelei's sister.
A sister? I don't remember reading anything about a sister in Lorelei's file.
Because I sold her.
All right, you're gonna have to help me out here, Dana.
Thirty years ago, I didn't have the money to raise two girls.
I had substance issues.
Go on.
So after, ahem their dad left I stopped functioning, you know? And, um Lorelei she was 5 and she held me up, you know? But Miran Miranda.
That was her name.
She was 2.
I mean, what was I gonna do with a 2-year-old? - What did you do? - Well, I knew I knew this rich, ahem, foreign couple, who Childless.
- So we made a deal under the table.
Ahem.
- Why didn't they just adopt her? We all wanted what we wanted, so we just got it done.
What did you tell Lorelei? I told her I told her all kinds of stuff.
And she never forgave me.
I didn't realize it at the time but that day I lost two daughters not one.
Want me to get you a tissue? Hey there.
Looking for a room.
A place to rest my weary bones.
Been on the road since New Mexico.
It's $48 cash, 52 credit.
- Oh, well, I will be paying cash.
- Okay.
You don't happen to have one without a television.
TV is busted in 13.
No discount.
Okay.
- Have a nice day.
- Mm-hm.
We tried to have our own children.
I could not.
Why didn't you just adopt legally? I was on a work visa from Romania.
And we could not adopt until we were citizens, and that takes years.
Mr.
Kirkland, this is Marta and Virgil Roman.
They're just telling me how they came to buy Miranda Martins.
You had to see her.
She was in a bad situation.
Virgil and I knew we could give her a life full of love and opportunity.
But she turned out to be a very troubled girl.
Very unhappy.
So when she was in high school, we sent her to a therapist and she remembered a lot of things we thought she had forgotten.
- Her mother? - No.
She remembered only one name.
Lorelei.
Of course, we found her sister, Lorelei, and reunited them.
The sisters were so happy, and they were so close.
You've never seen two sisters who were closer.
Where's Miranda now? We need to talk to her.
She's She was murdered.
She's dead.
Well, it's a shame the TV doesn't work.
Thanks for the dress.
Oh, it's my pleasure.
So listen, uh you gonna tell me where we're going? To a cabin my sister and I used to go to.
- You have a sister? - I did.
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
Her death was a gift, sort of.
- You want to explain that? - You wouldn't understand.
You could try me.
I mean, I'd like to understand.
In case you haven't noticed, healing is not my strong suit.
Losing my sister brought me into my full reality.
I faced my deepest fear.
I have complete awareness.
Nothing can hurt me.
It's nonsense, believe me.
Things can hurt you.
Try me.
Mm, this beer is warm.
I'll get some ice.
Miranda was beautiful, like her sister.
What does the coroner's report say about the cause of death? Heat stroke.
After she was raped, she was left chained inside of an empty warehouse.
Daytime temperatures reached Coroner figured she lasted about two days.
They never found the killer? The case is still open.
There's no trace evidence, no witnesses.
Just this.
- Hello.
- Hey, Lisbon.
I need your help.
I need to take this.
Could you? I'll be right back.
Home safely to me Red sails in the sunset Jane, what's going on? Have you been kidnapped? Yes.
I'm in fear for my life.
I can't talk long.
You know Lorelei had a sister? Yes, Miranda.
Her mother gave her up.
Where are you? If she catches me on the phone, she'll kill me.
- What happened to Miranda? - She was murdered.
Abducted, raped and left for dead five years ago.
- Who did it? - They don't even have a suspect.
But listen to this.
The police kept back a key detail from the public.
Before Miranda died, she carved a message into the warehouse floor.
- What did it say? - I'm looking at the crime-scene photo now.
It says "Roy.
" I need a copy of that photo.
Uh, Lisbon, uh, yeah, fax it to me at this number.
I'm Katie Riley and I'll be back with more of your favorite mellow blends after the news.
State and federal authorities have intensified the search for a Sacramento woman Lorelei Martins.
Jane.
Just tell me where you are.
We can help you.
Just fax it to me.
I gotta go.
Gotta go.
According to police, Martins has kidnapped CBI consultant Patrick Jane whose car was found abandoned by the side of the road.
Everything okay? Jane just called me.
Liar! - Filthy liar.
Kidnapped you? - Please.
How dare you? You lied! I didn't lie.
I just didn't tell you everything.
- Why didn't you tell me? - I had to protect myself.
Please, just stop.
You had me going, Patrick.
- For a second there, I almost trusted you.
- You should.
- You should trust me.
- Oh, stop.
Just stop playing the role.
Yes, I play a role, but not with you.
I'm being honest.
- Lies on lies.
- Lorelei, listen to me.
You have to listen to me.
Your buddy Red John, he killed your sister.
What are you talking about? Your sister wrote a name on the floor of the warehouse where she died.
The name of the man who raped and killed her.
It was never made public.
- You're making that up.
- No.
This is a crime-scene photo of your sister's murder.
- "Roy.
" - Yes, Roy.
We both know who uses that alias.
- I don't understand.
Where did you get this? - It doesn't matter.
Red John raped and killed your sister.
- No.
No.
- Made you a victim so he could rescue you.
- He preyed on your pain.
- No.
- It's not true.
- You don't want it to be, but it's true.
- You can feel it's true.
- Just stop! God, you're just like him, you know that? - Relentless manipulation.
- I am nothing like him.
How would you know? I know.
I wonder why you didn't become lifelong friends the moment you shook hands.
Wait.
Where are we going? We still going to the cabin? That's where I'm going.
You go where you like.
We traced Jane's call to a truck-stop motel on Route 99 north of Chico.
Right here.
The fugitive and her hostage were gone by the time deputies got to the motel.
Heartbroke and busted That's how you left me, dear You took my time And without a dime You left me standing here They were moving north.
Let's assume they still are.
- Where are they going? - Lf they take the 97 north they'll hit Butter Valley Airport.
One runway, public use, five takeoffs a day.
They might go for a plane.
Lock it down.
I went through the sister's financial records.
She owned a cabin in the Sierras The cabin was never sold after her death.
An anonymous third party has been paying the taxes.
- Red John? - Call Tactical.
I want a chopper.
It's just up ahead at the end of the road.
You go ahead.
I'll get the stuff.
Okay.
The key is under the flower pot.
Welcome.
- It's a nice place.
- Yeah.
Belonged to my sister.
We used to come here to forget about the world.
It's safe.
Red John didn't kill her, Patrick.
You'll never convince me that he did.
I'd kill for a cup of tea right now.
I can make you one.
I'd like that.
- But we can't stay here.
- Why not? If Miranda bought this place, the police will find it.
They're probably on their way here right now.
- Then we have to go.
- You have to go.
- I'll stay.
I'll try to delay them.
- What? Like you said, I'll never convince you Red John killed your sister.
You need to go find out the truth for yourself.
- But, Patrick - When you do, when you know the truth you know where to find me.
Just call me.
- Where are the car keys? - In the car.
Is there a back way out of here? - Um, there's No, there's just fire trails.
- Okay.
What about this thing? Does this run? - It's been on a trickle charge.
- Yeah, it should.
You take the four-by-four on the fire road.
They won't look for that.
- I'm gonna cover for you.
- You can't stay here, Patrick.
- They won't believe you were my hostage.
- I will make them believe.
Want me to beat you up? Knock you out? Ah, no, thanks.
You gotta go.
Check the cabin.
Search the surrounding woods.
Jane.
He's okay.
- Did you get her? - Not yet.
She's, uh She's on foot.
Agent Kirkland, Homeland Security.
I need rescue hot south of Orr Lake.
Forest Route 42, north 12.
- Who is that guy? - Don't talk.
Help is on the way.
Hurts.
Shh.
It's okay.
You'll never know.
I'll never know what? Whether I engineered the escape and abduction.
- Trust me, I know.
- You don't know.
You just guess.
And you didn't tell your new best friend, Kirkland, either.
I don't have any evidence.
If I did, I'd put you in cuffs myself.
- No you wouldn't.
- Try me.
- What's so funny? - Nothing.
Sorry.
All of it's worth it.
She told me Red John and I are very much alike.
That it's a wonder we weren't best friends from the moment we shook hands.
You've met Red John? Yes.
He's someone I know.