๐งก ํ๋ฉด ํ ์ชฝ์ ์์, ํ ์ชฝ์ ์ด ํฌ์คํธ
window ํค + ์ข์ฐ ๋ฐฉํฅํค
๐งก ๊ตต์ ๊ธ์จ : ์ตํ ๊ตฌ๋ฌธ
๋ฐ ์ค : ์ ์๋ค๋ฆฌ๋ ๋ถ๋ถ
* : ๊ตต์ ๊ธ์จ ๋ถ์ฐ ์ค๋ช , ์ฌ์ ๋ป
# : ์ฌ ์ ํ, ์ํฉ ์ ํ
# Crocket State Memorial Park, San Angelo, CA
Anyplace. the suspect
can leave the body anyplace,
And they dump it on the only state
land within hundred miles of here,
making it ours. great.
- Why is that a bad thing?
Oh, come on. you saw the body.
- It's a coincidence.
Nah. Jane taught me one thing...
- Hi. what do we got?
The, uh, victim's name is
Emma Plaskett, 19, local girl.
First responder knew her
from high school.
Lives at home with her parents,
Has an older brother and a twin sister, Maya,
Who went missing at the same time.
Their car was found abandoned
last night on the roadside,
Ten miles north of here.
- Who's coordinating the local search? *์กฐ์งํ[ํธ์ฑ]ํ๋ค
Sheriff Hardy here is in charge.
- Ed Hardy. Good to meet you.
Lisbon. Patrick Jane. This is Van Pelt.
- Well, we called in all our people, ์ ์์ ๋ฐฐ์นํ์ต๋๋ค
Our sole priority is finding
the missing twin sister.
Lisbon.
Look.
Oh, damn.
- Yeah.
No, it, it's a coincidence.
- That's what I said.
No. no such thing as
a coincidence, not with him. ์ด๋ํํ
์ฐ์ฐ์ ์์ด์
What are you all talking about?
Who's "him"?
Red John. He's a serial killer.
This is his style of cutting.
Look at the toenails.
- Yeah, I see them.
Painted in her own blood,
just like my wife.
This is Red John, and he wants
to make sure I was on this case.
It's strange, I'll give you that, *…์์ ์ธ์ ํ๋ค
But you're jumping
to conclusions. okay?
There's no way we can
know for sure...
What the hell?
Oh my God.
# Plaskett Residence, San Angelo, CA
Man, this nicotine gum is
like chewing on a tire.
What do we know about
the family?
Old money. Mr. Plaskett's *์กฐ์ ์ ๋์ ์ฌ์ฐ์ด ์๋
an architect, mom's a sculptor.
There's been Plasketts in this county
Since before there was a county,
Which means something
to people around here. ์ค์ํ ๊ฐ๋ฌธ์ด์ฃ
Been here ten years.
I'm still the new guy.
Have you found Maya?
Is she all right?
Where is she?
We don't know as of yet,
but every effort is being..
Where is she?
- They don't know where she is.
We have to let them do their job.
Uh, can we take a look
at your girls' bedrooms?
Yes, of course.
Thank you.
Come on, Mrs. Plaskett.
#
Here it is.
We, uh...
We tried having them sleep
in separate bedrooms,
But it never took.
They preferred being together.
In your professional judgment,
Do you think that Maya is dead also?
- Yes.
We keep an open mind.
We're assuming that she's alive.
There's always hope.
Not much.
I see.
Well, thank you for your candor.
Mr. Plaskett?
Perhaps your wife needs you
to be with her right now.
Yes, of course.
Why so cruel?
Statistically, it's dad that did it.
Well, since when do you care
about statistics?
I just wanted
to raise his pulse a little.
Hold on. This is a Red John case.
The cutting style, the painted
toenails, the skywriting-
You put it all together,
it's hard to dismiss. *(๊ณ ๋ คํ ๊ฐ์น๊ฐ ์๋ค๊ณ ) ๋ฌต์ด[์ผ์ถ]ํ๋ค
Yeah, it's Red John, all right,
but someone else is involved.
Else, why would he change ์๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ฉด
his MO so radically? *์ผ์ ์ ์ฐจ[์์
๋ฐฉ์] (modus operandi)
Skywriting?
He wanted to make sure
that the CBI,
<i>that you, would be
put on this case.</i>
He's obviously trying to
lure you into some kinda trap.
Well, that's part of it,
but why take them from a car
Instead of catching them
at home alone,
Like he's always done before?
and why two victims at once?
- Twins? why break pattern?
- well, he's broken pattern once before.
Yes, because it was personal.
He wanted to punish me.
I don't think these girls
are random targets.
I think there's something
personal behind this.
Red John either knows them
or knows someone close to them.
# Fogarty Skywriting, San Angelo, CA
Hey. CBI.
Hey.
You the pilot who drew that face
over san angelo two hours ago?
That was me.
- How'd it look? Clean?
Good and round?
- Why'd you do that, draw the face?
I, I got an internet order
From some company up in San francisco.
R-Jay Solutions, Inc., I think they were called.
- R-Jay?
Yeah. they paid the full $1,250
up-front by cash transfer. *์ ๋ถ๋ก
So what's this about?
- Do you have an address for R-Jay?
Yes, ma'am, I do, in my office.
- Great.
#
There's a brother?
Yes. he's on his way down.
he lives up in Parkersville.
Boyfriends?
They had boyfriends,
but nobody serious.
Anyone at the moment? *์ง๊ธ[๋ง์นจ], ๋ฐ๋ก ์ง๊ธ; (๋ง์นจ) ๊ทธ๋
No, nobody right now.
No, it can often be hard
for boys to have a chance.
They're such a strong couple.
But still,
very different characters.
Yes... if you know them well.
Emma...
Darker, moodier, the risk-taker. ๋ณ๋์ค๋ฌ์ด๋ฐ๋ค
Maya, she's a happier soul,
more cautious,
Uh... more conservative.
Yes.
How do you know that about them?
Well, I tell you that, uh,
only so you'll know
That there isn't any point
in lying to us.
Lying? Why would we lie to you?
Arden, do you always follow
your husband's lead?
Do you never struggle
against his desire to control?
Excuse me?
- Just 'cause you drink too much
Doesn't mean you don't have
a say. *๋ฐ์ธ๊ถ์ด ์๋ค
I mean, I should think
He's at least half the reason
you drink in the first place.
Yeah? a good man, but cold, pious. *๊ฒฝ๊ฑดํ[๋
์คํ] ์ฒดํ๋ (=sanctimonious)
You know, possession of that badge
does not excuse you from acting with normal human decency. *excuse from ..์์ ๋ฉด์ ํ๋ค
- Quiet, Noah.
Just be quiet.
We've been ashamed to
talk about this,
But for a few months,
our girls have been mixed up...
With drugs...
And the low sort of people
that come along with that.
Drake, our son,
heard that Emma
was romaically involved
with a dubious character. * ๋ชป๋ง๋
ํจ ์์์ฉ์ (=suspicious)
She denied it, totally.
So we don't really know
for sure.
Exactly. We do not know for sure.
- Do you know his name?
Mace... Guthrie.
I know a Guthrie. Small-time thief. *๋น๊ฒฉ์ ๋ชป๋ง๋
ํจ ์์ํ, ์ผ๋ฅ์ (→big time), (=petty)
#
Here it is. It's Guthrie's place.
Nice, isn't it?
You carry a gun?
No, never.
You hang back a tad, huh? *hang back ๋ค์ ๋จ๋ค *tad ์กฐ๊ธ
- Oh, yeah, sure.
Duke.
All right, we're gonna do this nice and easy.
- Okay.
Guthrie?
Come on, Guthrie. open up.
Guthrie freeze!
Aah!
Whoa. you okay, Duke?
I'm okay.
Shake it off, big guy. ์์ด๋ฒ๋ ค, ๊ด์ฐฎ๋ค
That's a very loyal dog.
#
Your store is listed
as the mailing address
for R-Jay Solutions, inc.
Yes. okay.
Suite 121?
Sure. right here.
Uh, no, ma'am, uh, a suite is
like a room or an office.
A suite is a box.
You're a small company,
you look big.
Okay, we need to open box 121,
And we need all the information
you have on who rented it.
No problem. You have a warrant?
Ma'am, this is a murder investigation.
- We can get a warrant, but that takes time,
And time is of the essence here. *์ ๋์ ์ผ๋ก ํ์ํ[์ค์ํ]
- No problem. Go get a warrant. I'll be here.
Following the law.
You have a wife?
No.
I have a niece.
Thanks. that's okay.
When you come back,
I show you a picture.
Very pretty.
Thank you.
#
Okay, open it up.
You got it.
Be careful now, Duke.
Shh.
Hey, buddy.
Easy, boy. easy, boy.
you got something?
Hands up.
- okay. okay. okay. okay.
Ohh, who's a good boy?
That's a good dog.
#
What?
Emma and Maya Plaskett.
What about 'em?
- You didn't hear?
What?
Emma was found horribly murdered
this morning,
And Maya is missing.
Oh, my god.
Were you having
a sexual relationship
with either of them?
No.
Really?
No. never.
Maybe hung out with them
a couple times. That's it.
Mace...
I see you care
for both of them,
And I can see
that you're lying to me.
That's a bad idea.
I got nothing to do with this.
Please understand something.
I have a very deep
personal interest in this case.
I'll do whatever it takes.
I will have you framed for murder.
I will torture you. I will
kill you myself if I have to.
Whatever it takes.
Oh, jeez, Lisbon.
Come on. This is on tape. ๋
น์ทจ ์ค์ด์์
Control your man there.
Cut him some slack. *cut sbd some slack ~์ ๋ ๋ชฐ์๋ถ์ด๋ค
Look, he's just playing the guy.
He doesn't mean it.์ง์ฌ์ ์๋์์
- Doesn't he?
You know what Red John does
to him. he can't think straight.
He would do all that he said
and more, if you let him.
I won't let him.
#
Emma and me had a thing.
Mm-hmm.
<i>she, um, I don't know
what she saw in me,</i>
<i>but she liked me, you know?</i>
Both of those girls
had a way about 'em. ๊ฑ๋ค ๋ ๋ค ๋งค๋ ฅ์ด ์์์ฃ
They look at you
like they really see you.
Yeah.
So me and Emma had been
hookin' up for about a month,
And I get a phone call,
From some guy that I don't know,
Saying, "stay away from her
or else,"
And he hangs up before I can tell him
to eat it.
Can you describe his voice?
Uh, soft...
Quiet.
Did you do what he said?
No, of course not.
I kept seeing her.
And then I wake up one morning
a couple weeks later,
And there's a pig's head
lying next to me.
I lock and bolt my doors *๋น์ฅ์ ์ง๋ฅด๋ค[์ง๋ฅผ ์ ์๋ค]
every night.
There's no way
somebody gets in there,
But they did.
It's mental. Right? ํฉ๋นํ์ง ์๋์? *mental ์์ด (๋จธ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ) ๋, ๋ฏธ์น
The thing is, me and Emma were
on the downlow. ์ ์ ์ ๋ง๋ ์กฐ์ฉํ ์ฌ๊ท์์ด์ *์๋ฐํ[๋จ๋ชฐ๋]
Nobody knew.
She insisted on that.
So how did he know?
He must have been spying on her
real close.
How did you people know?
#
Good morning.
- Morning.
I'm Drake Plaskett.
I'm Maya and Emma's brother.
Agent Lisbon. This is Jane.
Patrick Jane.
Have you found Maya?
No, ma'am.
but I can assure you,
We're continuing the search
with every available resource.
Please come in.
Where have you
been looking for her?
I wouldn't know that, ma'am.
To clarify, the CBI conducts
the investigative aspects.
Sheriff Hardy is
Very ably investigating *๋ฅ์ํ๊ฒ, ์์จ ์๊ฒ (→able (2))
the physical search.
And sheriff Hardy will call us
if he has news, mom.
How can we help you,
agent Lisbon?
You told us it was Drake
who told you about Guthrie.
Yes.
- How'd you know about him?
Uh, about a month ago, I'd say,
I was staying the weekend,
overheard the girls talking, * (๋จ์ ๋ํ ๋ฑ์) ์ฐ์ฐํ ๋ฃ๋ค (→eavesdrop)
Emma telling Maya that this
Guthrie character was dangerous,
And she should be careful.
Naturally, I was very concerned.
I told my parents.
And then we decided
to confront Emma about it.
I see. if you could sit down
with us, Drake,
And give us a statement,
it'd be really helpful.
Of course. Anything you need.
I'm just gonna go take
another look at the girls' room,
- If I may.
- Of course.
Sure.
#
Lisbon!
What?
A camera, microphone transmitter.
- Someone was spying on our daughters?
- Yeah.
Who had access to this room?
Nobody. Just us and
Janine, the housekeeper.
Nobody else?
No. Nobody.
Drake, how's your
electronic skills?
You're accusing me of this?
Let's be fair here. you're the
likeliest suspect. You can see that.
You did say you overheard an intimate
private conversation between the two of them.
No, they're my little sisters.
I love them.
No one's doubting that.
Where were you night before last?
At home, alone.
- No, wait.
Wait. there was a break-in * (๋ณดํต ์ ๋๋ฅผ ์ํ) ์นจ์
eight months ago.
That's right.
They broke the
kitchen door to get in.
They took some cash,
some liquor, broke a few vases.
We just assumed it was
teenagers on a spree. *(๋ฒํ์) ํ๋ฐํ ์ ์ง๋ฅด๊ธฐ
That'd be a good cover.
Did you report it to the police?
Yes, we did,
and the sheriff will confirm it.
Excuse me.
Hey. Yeah.
#
We got the warrant. We're about
to open the mailbox.
Yeah, Jane said he wanted to be
on the line when we opened it.
Okay. one minute.
My niece.
Beautiful, like a movie star,
But well-behaved.
Yeah, she's attractive.
Oh, yeah. Go for it, man.
I'm not looking to get married
right now, ma'am. Thank you, though.
Yeah, I'm still here.
Mm-hmm. You ready, ma'am?
Uh, yeah, open up.
Okay. Uh, it's an envelope.
It's typewritten,
postmarked Hattiesburg, * ํดํฐ์ฆ๋ฒ๊ทธ: ๋ฏธ๊ตญ Mississippi ์ฃผ(ๅท) ๋๋จ๋ถ์ ๋์.
20th of december,
Addressed to Roy Tagliaferro.
"Dear Roy, I found this address
on a business card of yours
"that I discovered
down the back of the sofa.
"and so I write to you today
in the faint hope ์์ ํฌ๋ง์ ํ๊ณ
That this letter may find you. If it does... "
"and you are reading this,
I just want to say that
I still love you very much,
"despite the very cruel way
you treated me,
"and I hope you will come back
to me one day.
With all my heart, Rosalind. "
It's him.
I know it.
This Roy Tagliaferro is
Red John.
We don't know that.
Well, we know Red John
killed Emma,
So we can assume that Red John
hired the skywriter.
The skywriter was given
the order by R-Jay Solutions.
R- Jay Solutions is
Roy Tagliaferro.
Hence, Roy Tagliaferro is
Red John.
Maybe.
This woman, Rosalind,
has seen Red John.
Lisbon, she-
she knows Red John.
This is him.
#
Are you sure this is
the right Rosalind?
There's only two Rosalinds
in the Hattiesburg phone book.
The other one's 73 and married.
- Rosalind Harker?
- Yes?
We're with the California
Bureau of Investigation.
May we come in?
Would you show me some ID please?
#
Roy Tagliaferro?
What are you investigating?
We're with the homicide
and serious crimes unit.
What can you tell us about Roy?
Not a thing until you tell me *์ ํ …ํ์ง ์๋ค[์๋ค]
why you want to know.
We believe he could be a serial
murderer named Red John.
No.
That's absurd.
May we come in?
- No.
No, ma'am, we're not leaving.
- You don't know him.
Ma'am? Ms. Harker?
I'm not listening.
I don't hear you.
Ma'am?
Ms. Harker?
Rosalind?
- Go away.
I can't do that.
There is a girl missing.
Her name is Maya. She's 19.
Her sister has already
been killed by Red John.
We don't know, but he might have
her captive somewhere.
This... man, Red John...
Killed my wife and child.
That's why I'm here, Rosalind.
That's why I can't leave.
I'm sorry.
That's terrible.
I'm blind,
<i>but I'm not blind.</i>
I'm a good judge of human nature.
I have to be.
I know Roy very well.
I know him intimately. ์ฌ๋ํ๋ ์ฌ์ด์์ฃ
And I'm sure, as sure as...
This ground beneath my feet...
I know that Roy is a good man.
I believe you.
Uh, I'm sorry.
That's okay.
We all make mistakes. god knows.
Maybe this Red John is just
using Roy's identity somehow.
If we could find Roy, maybe he
could help us find Red John.
Roy came to my door one day
When his car had broken down
off the road.
He needed to use the telephone.
So I made him some lemonade,
And we got talking about
classical music,
And...
He didn't leave for two days.
You two were lovers?
Yes.
That's very brave of you.
I have to be.
- How long were you together?
Roy was in my life for...
About five months.
He would come and go as he pleased,
Said he was doing business in the area.
- What kind of business?
He didn't say.
You didn't ask? You weren't curious?
No.
I didn't care. I don't live
in your world. I live here.
I was glad when he came,
Sad when he left.
You said in your letter
that he was cruel to you.
Very cruel.
He left
And just never came back.
Never said good-bye,
Why he was leaving
or where he was going.
Just vanished.
It's been
nearly six months now.
Can you describe him?
Just under 6 feet tall...
Not muscular,
but not soft either...
Short, straight hair...
A gentle voice...
Rough, strong hands.
He smelled of...
Pine and...
Nails and earth.
And he liked
to listen to me play the piano.
What was his favorite music?
Bach. He admired his rigor. *(์ํ ํ๋ ๋ฑ์) ๊ทผ์; ์๋ฐ, ์ ํ(exactness)
Did anybody see him?
A mailman, a cleaning lady?
No.
I lead a fairly solitary life.
Did he ever mention any friends,
people from work?
No.
He did bring a friend of his
over once, though, *bring over ๋ฐ๋ ค์ค๋ค
For thanksgiving.
Dumar.
Dumar. Any other name?
Just Dumar.
Couldn't believe
a blind woman could cook.
Came over especially to see.
Can you recall anything else
about him?
He smoked a lot.
He said he was trying to quit,
but he smoked so much,
He had to run out to the store
to buy more cigarettes.
When he came back,
He had bought a stuffed toy elephant
As a gift for me.
That was a good day.
Roy came a couple more times
after that,
And then that was it.
Gone.
Do you still have it?
The stuffed elephant.
Yes, I do.
#
First thing in the morning,
Check on all the convenience
stores in that area.
It was a few months ago,
But it's possible someone will
remember selling the elephant
and cigarettes together.
It was thanksgiving.
Yes, sir.
- You got it, chief. ์๊ฒ ์ต๋๋ค
And don't lose the elephant. She wants it back.
- All right.
You know, it's ironic
that she was blind.
How is that ironic?
Whatever. It's messed up. ์๋ฌดํผ ์ผ์ด ๊ผฌ์์์
You know, it'd be funny
if it wasn't... not... funny.
I mean...
Any luck on this end? *any luck? (ํ๋ ค๋ ์ผ์ด) ์๋๋?
Nope. There's nobody
named Roy Tagliaferro
Anywhere on the database.
It must be an alias.
Try the name in English.
Tagliaferro means "cut iron".
Thank you, sir.
It's a good idea.
Yes, it is.
#
Boss, I think I found something.
Overnight I set up
and ran a code script
To search the probate court's
realty transaction records. *๋ถ๋์ฐ
I got a hit on the name "cut iron".
Okay. Thanks, Van pelt.
Well?
We have a good lead.
Eight months ago, around
the time Tagliaferro showed up,
And old farm property was
bought, called sparrow's peak,
And it was bought
by cut iron properties.
Let's go.
Wait. There's more.
A company credit card
in the same name was used
to purchase large truckload
of construction supplies.
Nails, earth, pine.
He's building something.
Slow down. We need to find a judge
and get a search warrant.
Sure thing. Judge Felton over in Eckerville
will be the quickest, probably.
We don't have time for that.
No choice.
Look, no warrant, no case.
We could catch Red John,
and he could walk. ํ๋ ค๋ ์ ์๋ค๊ณ ์
If we catch Red John, He's not
walking anywhere. He's mine.
Don't talk like that. I can't
let you anywhere near this case
If you start talking crazy like that.
Crazy? You're crazy if you think
you're gonna stop me.
Red John is mine.
You try to stand in my way, ๋ ๋ฐฉํดํ๋ ค๊ณ ๋ง ํด๋ด์
and you, you will regret it.
Are you threatening me?
No, I am just saying that if
you stand in my way, you will..
I've had it with you *ํ์ง์ ๋ผ๋ค
and your egotistical crap! *์๊ธฐ ์ค์ฌ[๋ณธ์]์, ๋
์ ์ ์ธ, ์ด๊ธฐ์ ์ธ
This isn't about justice or the law.
This is about you and your
wounded pride. I'm done with it.
Eckerville, judge Felton. Right?
Yes, ma'am.
If he does anything wrong,
if he jaywalks, shoot him.
Wow.
Steamed up.
Yeah.
Let's go.
- Oh, hold on. I don't know about that.
What if Maya's waiting out there
for someone to help her?
What if she dies while we're
standing here doing nothing?
All right, let's do it.
Right.
#
What's this, store number ten?
11.
What a waste of time.
It's worth trying.
Excuse me, sir. Do you have, uh
Sorry. No returns.
Excuse me?
You buy the elephant,
you keep the elephant.
You sold this elephant?
Yeah. last year. It was a good item.
Comes in elephants, bears,
rodents, $9.95.
Well, last thanksgiving,
do you recall a customer
Buying this elephant
and some cigarettes?
No. how would I do that?
Am I an elephant?
You can look at the surveillance
tape, if you like.
You have the tape from
five months ago?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, we'd love to see the tape, yeah.
My son's a big techno-nerd.
We got state-of-the-art
cameras on a 9-month loop.
#
7654 sparrow peak.
This is the place.
Let's go.
Okay.
#
There we go.
Thanksgiving afternoon.
All right. Where's this elephant?
There.
Right there.
I see it.
That.
Oh my god.
That's sheriff Hardy.
Dumar is sheriff Hardy?
#
Jane, look at this.
- Answer the damn phone.
- CBI.
- Van pelt, where's Jane and Lisbon?
- Hey.
Following up a lead I gave 'em.
Why? what's wrong?
#
Oh.
Maya! it's okay, Maya.
We're gonna get you outta here.
She's alive.
What are you doing?
You act smart, but really,
you're kinda dumb, huh?
Don't move an inch.
I I I don't understand.
No.
You never really have.
You recall a man by the name
of Orval Tanner?
Yeah.
Red John's accomplice
in his first killing.
He was caught.
Died ten years ago in jail.
That's the man.
I'm his son Dumar.
This is the family farm.
He was a good man, good father.
He wrote me every week until
the day he died, you know?
Taught me everything I know.
- and Red John?
Friend of my father's.
And a close friend of mine,
I'm proud to say.
He doesn't have friends.
He has tools.
He's using you.
Red John... is not using me!
He gave me Maya.
He gave me the woman I love-
The woman I'm gonna marry.
- Love? She's in a cage.
Love's cruel.
At least she's safe.
Not like out there...
with those degenerates. *ํ๋ฝํ ์ฌ๋
She'll grow to appreciate
the security I'm giving her.
Isn't that right, honey? Huh?
She'll learn to love me
the way that I love her.
I wouldn't bet on that. ๊ทธ๋ด ์ผ์ ์์ ๊ฑฐ์ผ
I'm happy for the first time
in my life.
And Red John made that happen,
so don't you go telling me
He's no friend of mine.
And what did you have
to give him in exchange?
He got Emma... and you.
He wanted you badly.
He lured you in so sweetly.
You just couldn't help
yourself, could you? *help oneself ์ค์ค๋ก๋ฅผ ์ด๋ป๊ฒ ํ๋ค
Ha. If only that Rosalind
woman hadn't popped up
And spoiled things.
we were gonna get you here
nice and quiet,
so we could take our time.
Now we'll have to find someplace
else to keep you both.
But that's life.
- Keep us for what?
Oh...
Well, you'll just have
to wait and see.
Hmm?
It's going to be
so... much... fun.
Oh...
Hardy, put the gun down.
Put it down slowly.
Crap.
Listen, he..
- Now!
He...
Put your hands behind your head.
- Well, you fooled us, huh?
Bravo. you never did go see that judge.
Damn it, Lisbon. You were supposed
to wait until Red John showed up.
I couldn't take the chance.
- Red John's long gone, anyway. *์ค๋ ์ ์ ์์ด์ง[๋ ๋]
- And you faked the warrant argument...
- Turn around, sir.
- You lure me into the open. Slick. *into the open ๊ณต๊ณต์ฐํ๊ฒ *slick : clever in usually a dishonest or deceptive way
How did you know it was me?
- Don't move.
Rosalind mentioned
that Dumar was a heavy smoker
Who was trying to quit.
and you, you chew
On those nicotine gums
all day long.
And it was you
that staged the break-in
At the Plaskett house
so you could plant the camera.
Bet you think you're
pretty cool right now, huh?
Oh, yeah.
Bingo.
Tell you what, girly...
- Don't turn around.
You surrender now, and I'll
try to persuade Red John
to kill you quick and clean
instead of slow and nasty.
Turn around and shut up!
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Boss?
This room's clear.
Clear!
- Rigsby!
- We're down here!
There's a hatch in the floor. *(๋ฐ๋ฅ์ด๋ ์ฒ์ฅ์ ๋ ์๋) ์ถ์
๊ตฌ
You guys okay?
We're fine.
We've got Maya.
Call the paramedics.
It's okay.
Come here.
You're safe now, Maya.
shh...
It's okay.
Shh.
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He was here.
He was right here.
We saved a girl's life, Jane.
We saved her life.
We have Hardy, okay?
He's gonna tell us
what we need to know.
Oh, you think so?
You should've waited.
We agreed on that.
What if Hardy had killed you
right here?
And then he would've led you straight to Red John.
- You'd be dead.
But you would have Red John.
I don't think you say
what you mean.
I think you'd choose life.
Well, you think wrong.
No. no, you think wrong.
Can't you see there's people
who care about you,
Who need you?
You're being selfish
and childish,
And I want you to stop it.
- I wish that I could,
But, you know, some things
you just can't fix.
You needn't be angry.
It's just the way of the world.
We still have Hardy.
He's gonna talk.
he's gonna give us Red John.
Right. We have Hardy.
Yes.
And we saved a life.
Yes, we did. we...
We did. Hurray for us.
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Maya, I'm gonna fill out
some paperwork
with the forensics people,
then we'll take you home.
- Okay?
- Okay.
Do you need anything?
I'm good. thank you.
Red...John..
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Maya! Maya!
My baby girl!
Oh, my baby!
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