lisbon: there you are. where's my couch? jane: oh. yes, i bought you a new one. lisbon: i like my old couch. jane: no, you don't. you gotta try this one. lisbon: let's discuss it later.

lisbon: except me. jane: oh, you have a gift for me? lisbon: a surprise. jane: that's right. you think you can keep a secret from me for that long? lisbon: i don't think i can. i know i can. jane: i admire your confidence.

lisbon: if reason number one does not pan out very, very soon i think im gonna punch you in the nose. jane: forbearance, lisbon. harken is gonna come around that corner with an anxious expression on his face because someone has run off. any moment now. wait. lisbon: nothing.

lisbon: you wore a vest. jane: oh, this old thing? well, i thought i should look the part. lisbon: i like it.

lisbon: so annoying. i cant find my keys. jane: hmm, did you check your desk? lisbon: of course i-- lisbon: oh, here they are, silly me. jane: you keep a hammer in your desk? lisbon: you only think you know everything about me.

the beauty of the mentalist + jisbon.