Kimball: They think you killed their mother.
Jeremy: Well, they don't know anything about me. I loved her.
Teresa: Of course you did. That's why you gave Rosemary's necklace to your hot new girlfriend.
Jeremy: Well, it's no good to Rosemary, is it? So shoot me, I'm a pragmatist.
Teresa: That's a good word.

Raquel, look at me. Before you fall asleep tonight while you're lying in your bed relaxing and slowly drifting off into sleep... I want you to think of me. Think of me and imagine that you can fly. Imagine that you're weightless. You can float gently into the air if you want to. Safe, and calm, and serene. You can fly away and leave all your burdens and worries and fears behind you. (pauses) Imagine that. What a nice feeling it is. Next time you see me, (taps Raquel gently on the knee) when I say hello you'll remember that good feeling and you will want to tell me the truth. Because when you do tell the truth, you feel that a heavy weight has been lifted from your shoulders. I'll say hello and you will feel as light as a feather... as if you are floating on air. (leans back with a smile on face) Why don't you sit here a moment and think about that before you go back to work?

Patrick Jane

Hector Ramirez: What we had... was special.
Patrick Jane: You made her feel like a captured princess instead of a small town choir nerd. And she made you feel like a dashing pirate instead of what you are... sort of a bad-tempered pharmacist.

Patrick Jane: (making a call on his cell phone) Hi. I made a booking for two for this afternoon. Could you put us on the terrace? It's more romantic. Thanks... Yeah, Patrick... Lovely. See you then. (ends phone call then looks at Teresa) Don't fret, I wouldn't seduce you over a meal. That'd be very sophomoric.
Teresa Lisbon: I didn't think you were trying to seduce me.
Patrick Jane: Come on, how could that thought not have entered your head?
Teresa Lisbon: (stares speechlessly at Patrick)
Patrick Jane: Your denial that it did intrigues me.
Teresa: Bite me.

Grace Van Pelt: I don't get it. She actually enjoyed helping him kill. One crazy, evil person I understand, but two? Husband and wife? Marriage is suppose to be a sacred, loving thing.
Patrick Jane: Yeah, they were soulmates in their strange own way.

Patrick: No such thing as psychic powers.
Sheriff McAllister: So what is it you do exactly?
Patrick: You know rock paper scissors?
Sheriff McAllister: I do.
Patrick: Play me. On three; one, two, three

Dr. Linus Wagner: Everything you told me is total fiction, isn't it?.
Patrick Jane: Yes
Dr. Linus Wagner: Why? I can tell you're in real pain. Why not tell the truth?
Patrick Jane: The truth is mine.
Dr. Linus Wagner: I hear ya.

Patrick Jane: Hello Mrs. Tolliver?
Mrs. Tolliver: Who are you?
Patrick Jane: I'm Patrick Jane. I'm here to help you.

Grace Van Pelt: My cousin Yolanda is a psychic.
Patrick Jane: Your cousin is deluded or dishonest or both.
Wayne Rigsby: Hey, steady.
Grace Van Pelt: No, no, he's entitled to his opinion. He's wrong, though. She has power. She can communicate with the other side. I've seen her do it myself.
Patrick Jane: She let you speak with someone that's gone, someone that you love and still miss very much. You wanted her power to be real so it was.
Wayne Rigsby: You're so sure you're right. Science don't know everything.
Grace Van Pelt: Five hundred years ago, radio would have seemed like magic. Five hundred years in the future, it could be totally normal to communicate with the other side.
Patrick Jane: The other side?...There is no other side...

Grace Van Pelt: Mr. Jane, I have a question regarding your previous career path.
Patrick Jane: Fire away.
Grace Van Pelt: When you met with other psychics, real psychics, could they tell you were just pretending?
Patrick Jane: There's no such thing as real psychics.

Greetings old friend, it's been a while. I hope you are keeping well. I am thriving and happy. I have 12 wives now and will soon begin courting number 13. Why can't you catch me? You must feel so powerless and stupid and sad. Oh well. All the best. Red John.

Grace Van Pelt

The Mentalist Quotes

Your temples are pulsing like some weird undersea creature. If that's not anger, you should see a doctor.

Jane

You look good. Orange suits you.

Jane