NARRATOR: Previously on The Mentalist:
No!
[GRUNTS]
[GUNSHOT]
CHO: We believe the assailant is the same person that killed attorney, Osvaldo Ardiles...
...and former California Bureau of Investigation agent, J.J. LaRoche.
Good to see you, guys.
Just got word that the FBI has officially hired you as consultants for the case.
You're the ones who first found out we were being tracked.
You know this case better than anybody.
-Anything on the other seven suspects? -A few leads. No breakthroughs.
Which leaves us with Haibach.
[CELL PHONE CHIMING]
Hey. I fell asleep.
I'm sorry. I just wanted to check in. I'm out having a drink with the guys.
What happened with Hutten?
It's not him. I'll explain later. You go back to bed.
-You having fun? -Yeah. Yeah, I am.
-I'm glad. It's good for you. -Thank you.
I love you, babe. You know that, right?
-I love you too. -Okay, I'll see you soon.
Good night.
[SIGHING]
Well, she agreed with you.
She said I should be out having a drink with you guys.
-Said it would be good for me. -She's a smart woman.
Yeah. Yeah, she is.
I'm a lucky man. She's the best.
A price above rubies. Grace.
To Grace. Thank you.
You know, Grace and I, we....
We always thought that you and Lisbon would...
-...you know, get together. -Hmm.
-Jane and Lisbon. Yeah, right. -I'm just saying.
-Remember when you bought her a pony? -Yes, I do. I do remember that.
I wonder what happened to it.
Okay, two more Lone Stars and a club soda.
And the man at the pool table wants another game with you.
Can't he see I'm here with my friends?
He seemed pretty determined. Said he'd make it double or nothing.
Go and take the man's money. I got to get back to my wife.
It's been a pleasure. Good night. Wish me luck.
Good luck. Let's get something to eat.
Yeah, I think I saw a drive-through on the way over. They had chimichangas.
Same old Rigsby.
[CAR HORN BEEPS]
CHO: You ever thought about coming to work at the FBI?
RIGSBY: You kidding me?
Been daydreaming about it for the past six months.
So why not join?
-You think they'd have me? -I know they would.
Abbott's the one that wanted me to ask you.
-Both of you, actually. -Really? Both of us?
I don't know. It's a pretty 24/7 type of gig. Someone's got to look after the kids.
You should talk about it with Grace. The offer's there.
Nice. Okay.
Well, you want to come up for a drink, discuss it with Grace?
No. Best you two talk about it alone.
Right. Yeah, you're probably right.
Hey....
Why's the door to your room open?
I don't know.
Grace?
Grace? Grace!
Keys are still on the table. So is her wallet.
There's a perfectly reasonable explanation for this, right?
-Please tell me there's one. -Don't jump to conclusions.
-What are you doing? -Calling her cell.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
RIGSBY: Where are you, Grace?
[GRACE GROANING]
Hello?
Is anybody there?
Hello!
Rigsby and Jane are with a team combing through the motel room, we've got nothing yet.
There's about a thousand different fingerprints and DNA all over everything.
I hate hotel rooms.
How's Wylie doing with the camera footage that we pulled from around town?
He's traced her whereabouts before she got to the motel.
Anything useful?
CHO: No. -Well, what else?
An SUV leaving the area of the motel...
...at the estimated time of Grace Van Pelt's abduction.
Was he able to get a license plate from it?
No.
[ABBOTT SIGHS]
All right, people, listen up.
We already know our prime suspect: Richard Haibach.
We were already looking at him for the murders...
...of ex-CBI agent J.J. LaRoche and DA Osvaldo Ardiles.
Now, Grace Van Pelt is gone. Where?
We don't know.
But we're assuming that Haibach is responsible.
Excuse me, Agent Abbott?
We got a BOLO out. We alerted the media.
But Haibach has already slipped our tail in Colorado.
He's in the wind.
He knows we're coming after him. And he will not be easy to find.
Agent Abbott, there's someone to see you--
But find him, we will.
Whatever it takes, people. Failure is not an option here.
Find Richard Haibach.
Agent Wylie, what do you need?
Well, there's a-- There's a man who came to reception downstairs.
-An agent's bringing him up. -So?
The man says he's Richard Haibach.
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGING]
Go get Jane back here now.
[GRUNTING]
[SIGHS]
[GRUNTS]
Hello?!
Anybody here?!
Hello, Agent Lisbon, Mr. Jane. Sit down, please.
Why are you here, Mr. Haibach?
Is that some kind of joke? I've been in fear of my life...
...since I learned you were stalking me again.
We're not stalking you, Mr. Haibach.
I knew the moment you started asking questions about me...
... behind my back to people at my job that you were out to get me.
I already apologized to you for that.
Oh, you apologized, but that didn't stop your plotting, did it?
We just have a few questions for you.
Really? So I'm not your number one suspect?
-Hmm. Is this a game? -No game, Mr. Jane.
I am, as I said, in fear for my life.
Think about what you're doing.
These are people I care a lot about.
Yes or no.
A warrant has been issued for my arrest, hasn't it?
-How did you know about that? -So one has.
I call that an execution order...
...a license to shoot me down in the street like a dog.
So I'm here to prove my innocence beyond any shadow of a doubt.
Do you have any knowledge as to what's happened to Grace Van Pelt?
No. I don't.
-How could I? -Take a guess. For fun.
Okay. Sure.
I can make plenty of guesses, but that's all it is. Guesses.
But.... Let's see.
I'd guess she was...
...somewhere far away, out of the reach of your help...
...out of the reach of anyone's help...
...alone and trapped...
...with time running out.
If I were to guess, I mean.
Showing up like this is a bad sign.
Ninety percent of the time, it means the victim's already dead.
I don't see any reason to jump to conclusions.
You've been through the Quantico profiling courses too.
His performative aspect suggests that he's already killed her.
He's just here to gloat when we find the body.
-Where's my wife?! CHO: Rigsby!
-What have you done with her?! CHO: Come on!
If you hurt her, I'll kill you! You're an animal!
Hurt her?! Look at me! What about me?!
-I'll kill you! CHO: No! No! Not here!
I was tortured because you people thought I deserved it, and I did nothing!
I did nothing!
My thumb was cut off because of you!
You people are the animals!
Sit down, Mr. Haibach.
Rigsby, listen. I understand how you're feeling right now.
Believe me. But you are a father, and you have children you need to see grow up.
Besides, I think she's still alive.
-You do? -Yes.
Haibach's revenge plan was disrupted by Grace...
...when she broke his phone hacks up.
He realized then...
...that it was only a matter of time before we tracked him down.
This is him making the best of the situation.
-Then why did he come here? -To gloat and watch us squirm.
And he plans to make us let him go when he's done.
We won't let him get away with it.
No.
I wonder if you'd mind telling us...
...where you've been for the last 24 hours.
Do you own an SUV? Maybe gray?
No, I don't.
But this is a video of me...
...on the bus from Denver to Austin.
This is my bus ticket.
And these are the names of three of the other passengers on the bus and the bus driver.
They can confirm I was on the bus during the entire trip.
And in this envelope...
...is everything you need to know about my whereabouts...
...during the time of the murders of Osvaldo Ardiles and J.J. LaRoche.
It's tabulated and cross-referenced.
Now, my attorney is scheduled to arrive, well, anytime now.
Okay, Haibach's attorney is gonna be here at any second...
...and we have no reason to hold him. This is his alibi.
I want it turned inside out and torn apart.
Find the holes and see where they lead.
In any event, the evidence suggests that Haibach is working with an accomplice.
Find out who that is. Somebody he hangs out with at work...
...somebody that he met on the Internet...
...old friend, new friend.
Find the accomplice.
And do it quickly. We don't have the luxury of time.
Ow! Oh, damn it.
[GROANS]
Okay, here's the bus route from Denver to Austin.
How many miles is that?
Let me see.
It's a little over 916 miles.
BENJAMIN [ON SCREEN]: Daddy, are you coming home?
Not for a little while longer, buddy.
You're having a good time with your mom, though, right?
I guess. She works a lot.
Is Grace there?
No, she's.... She's not here right now.
She always tells me a story before my nap.
A story?
About a nice bull who has to go to the bull fight.
Ferdinand. Well, he gets to go home.
- And smell the flowers. -Yeah.
And he's very happy, sitting under a big tree.
Yeah.
Okay, look, I have to go, buddy.
We'll speak very soon, okay? Daddy loves you.
- Love you, too. Bye, Dad. -Bye, son.
Excuse me.
Haibach's lawyer is here.
Abbott's gonna try and stall her for as long as he can...
...but we're probably gonna have to let Haibach go.
We don't have enough concrete evidence to hold him on.
Okay.
Jane, whatever it takes.
Please. I'm begging you. We have to get Grace back.
I should have been contacted the moment my client...
-...arrived at your offices. -Well, he came on his own volition.
We simply met him as he asked.
Well, I'd like to speak to my client alone.
Look at me. You know me. You know what I am capable of.
So if you have done anything to Grace Van Pelt...
-...I am gonna make you pay. -Excuse me.
-The law says you can't just charge-- -Don't you worry about the law.
You need to worry about me.
-Is this man completely insane? -And no matter where you go...
...I will find you, and I will make you pay.
Agent Abbott, in all my years, I have never witnessed--
-All right, that's enough, Jane. -Okay.
See, what you don't understand about me, Rich, is I don't care. I've got nothing to lose.
I've been playing with the house money for years. And if I go to prison for what I do to you...
-...I don't care. -That's enough.
If your friend dies, it's your fault. You can't blame me!
I had nothing to do with it. Nothing at all!
What in the hell were you doing?
-The unexpected. -Yeah, it was that.
Well, we want Haibach out of his comfort zone...
...so we push him to make a mistake.
Okay, now, we both know I give you a lot of latitude...
...but you just criminally threatened a suspect in front of his lawyer on video.
-It's admissible in court. -He came here with a plan...
...and we don't know what that plan is, but he does.
So he knows the pattern in advance.
We need to break that pattern.
[GRACE GRUNTS]
Do you have a minute?
Just waiting for my client. Knock yourself out.
We just need a little more time.
Really?
My firm is already in the process of getting...
...the depositions of the bus's passengers and the driver.
We'll have them all by this evening.
Richard Haibach's whereabouts during the abduction of your associate...
...can be stated with absolute certainty.
You have no reason to hold my client.
Not yet, but the reason is there.
Now, even you have to see that.
He took her. We all know that he did.
Then prove it.
Otherwise, you have to let my client go. That's the way the law works.
He'll kill her if we let him go, if he hasn't already. Do you realize that?
Look, don't try and make me feel guilty. I've been doing this a long time...
...and my job as a lawyer is to defend my client.
That's why people pay me.
So you can give me whatever sob story you want, but we both know you've got nothing.
Whatever happens is on your head.
That is inaccurate, unprofessional, and disrespectful.
I'm doing my job. Don't make me do yours.
VAN PELT: Hello?!
Is anybody out here?!
[SOFT POP MUSIC PLAYING INDISTINCTLY OVER CAR]
Hey!
WOMAN: Are you okay?
-Do you have a phone? I just-- -Were you in an accident?
I just need a phone. Please, do you have a phone?
-Okay, here. Here you go. -Thank you.
-Is there coverage? -It's kind of spotty out here.
You're half-frozen. Where's your car?
-Where's the police station? -Taos, I guess.
That's 45 minutes north of here.
Or there's a ranger station about a half an hour south.
-Where's the nearest phone? -Well, my cabin, I guess.
Okay. I need you to take me there. Can you take me there?
-It's important. -Yeah, yeah. All right. Get in.
-It's important. -Okay.
-You must be frozen. -Yeah.
I've looked into Haibach's known associates. It's a short list.
He was a loner at work and in his private life.
He's got an older sister named Hazel that I haven't been able to contact.
I sent local PD to check her address. Should be hearing soon.
Dubin knows we don't have enough to charge Haibach.
We have to let him walk.
-I'll tell Rigsby. -Keep him together, okay?
You think if I talk to this lawyer woman to woman, it would have any effect?
Don't waste your time.
WOMAN: Okay, here we are. Home sweet home.
Come on, darling, let's get you inside.
-Get you something warm. VAN PELT: Okay. Thanks.
[GRACE SHIVERING]
Okay, now, mind those steps, 'cause those are slippery.
Hey, shut the door behind you. Don't let the heat out.
Phone's in the bedroom. I'll go get it.
VAN PELT: No electricity, huh? WOMAN: Oh, Lord. Bless your heart. No.
The poles don't come out this far.
Then how do you have a phone?
I don't.
I lied.
[HIGH HEELS CLACKING]
Okay, kids, time's up. Put your pencils down.
We're processing your client right now.
I'll tell my car to pull around.
Okay, that's right. Pull it tight.
Use your teeth.
Okay.
So you just stay here, and you don't cause trouble.
Richard's gonna know what to do with you when he gets here.
Please, do you have anything hot to drink?
I got some coffee I can heat up.
-That'd be great. Thanks. -And no tricks.
No tricks.
My name's Grace, by the way.
Don't you try and make friends, 'cause I'm not stupid.
Okay.
Sorry.
Richard's your brother, isn't he?
It was just the two of you, wasn't it?
-No other sisters or brothers? -Nope.
-You're older? -Mm-hm. Three years.
Something happened when you were kids, didn't it?
Something bad.
Richard had it so hard growing up.
You people didn't understand that.
It wasn't his fault.
What was so hard?
Our mother...
...run away, left us both with a drunk.
And he did things to Richard.
Pfft. Things he shouldn't have.
Wasn't his fault.
I didn't protect him.
His big sister didn't protect him.
You were just a little girl. It's not your fault.
Don't you pretend sympathy!
You people are bad as my father, what you did to Richard.
He wasn't hurting nobody, but you pushed and you pushed.
And now, miss cutie pie, it is you who's gonna be hurt.
'Cause that's only fair.
The next step will be taking the FBI to court. We have grounds for a strong suit.
Will they all lose their jobs?
Well, sure, but there's potential for a large settlement, as well.
Eight-figures large.
I don't care about money.
I just want to make sure Patrick Jane suffers.
I want him to suffer a lot.
Hey, you missed the on-ramp. This is the wrong way.
No, you don't have to stop. You can just take the next right.
Hello, again.
Haibach, counselor.
Jane and Rigsby are missing.
We found Dubin's livery driver locked up in a downstairs closet.
Sir, honestly, I didn't know anything about this.
We had nothing to do with it.
But we would have, if they asked.
Now, I'm sure you find that brave and noble...
...but it's not.
You're federal agents, and I expect you to behave as such.
Otherwise, I have no use for you.
Now, get out of my office.
Fischer.
Find them. Right now.
-Get out. -You people are insane.
-You're never gonna get away with this. -Listen, he took my wife.
Whatever he gets, he deserves. Now, go.
Counselor.
Here.
You should probably think about your choice of clients on your little walk back to Austin.
Oh.
Looks good.
I'm a mother, you know.
I have a baby girl. Her name's Maddy.
Cut it out. I don't want to hear about it.
We named her after my grandmother.
Her name's really Madeleine, but she looks more like a Maddy, you know?
She shouldn't have to grow up without a mother, should she?
[GUN COCKS]
You just don't get it, do you? This isn't about you. This is about me and Richard.
Everybody has looked down on us, like we were nothing.
But now they'll see.
Hazel and Richard are gonna get the attention they deserve.
Hey.
Hey. Wait a minute.
What were you just doing?
Put your hands up. Put them up!
You little bitch!
You were, oh, just making all nice.
And the whole time, you're just lying, lying, lying to me.
Ah! Hazel, that's too tight. You're hurting me.
Well, that's what you deserve, isn't it, you big liar?!
And you know what? When Richard gets here...
...I'm gonna tell him all about this, and he's gonna be so mad.
You know what?
I don't want to hear any more of your words!
-Where is she?! Where's my wife? -You're wasting your time.
-Where is she?! -I won't tell you where she is.
You can kill me. It won't make a difference.
[RICHARD GRUNTING]
-I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die! RIGSBY: Does that change anything?
No! Stop! Stop!
[RICHARD SCREAMING]
Answer me. Where is she?
JANE: Rigsby. -Where's my wife?!
Whoa. Rigsby! Calm down, calm down.
Just count to ten. Just count to ten.
-Where's my wife? JANE: Count to ten.
[GUNSHOT]
No, we don't want to kill him. We just want to make him talk. I have a plan.
This isn't about one of your plans.
See, you need to just stop and just talk to me, okay?
Talk to me, Rigsby. There's another way.
I'm gonna make him talk.
-No, Rigsby. -Ahh!
No! No, Rigsby. You don't want to do this. Ohh.
RIGSBY: I got no time to play games here.
I want answers!
Answer me! Where's my wife?!
Last chance!
Okay, you need to let me handle this.
No, there's no time. I have to find Grace.
You're gonna set fire to the only person that can tell us where she is.
What is the point of that?
-What is that gonna prove? -Drop something?
Drop the flare.
-Get rid of the flare! -Okay, okay.
Give me your coat.
Put the vest in the trunk.
You, Jane, you're gonna drive.
Let's go. Easy.
Man was curious about his wife.
I'm gonna satisfy that curiosity. Get in.
They found Dubin on old Highway 29.
Maybe they're headed for hill country. Haibach could have a place out there.
Yeah, I don't think so.
I've had agents searching every inch of the state. I think they're out of Texas.
I have an idea. Maybe.
New Mexico. Up in the Sangre de Cristo mountains.
Why do you think that?
Well, I thought I'd try coming from a different angle, you know?
'Cause everyone kept saying how Haibach was being so careful and stuff.
So first I looked into where Haibach was born and grew up.
Let me guess. New Mexico?
No, but he had grandparents there, spent time there as a child.
He liked it, returned whenever he could.
In fact, he wrote his thesis in college...
...on the Pueblo people culture, which is centered in New Mexico.
He didn't actually do too well on the paper, actually--
-We don't need to know that. -Okay. Right.
So then I started looking into his shopping profile...
...focusing on travel, books, camping gear, stuff like that.
And there were purchases designed for cold and snow.
But he lives in Colorado. That's cold and snowy.
Right, but he also bought travel books for Taos and Albuquerque, both in New Mexico.
Okay, you may be onto something.
-We'll look into it. -Wait. That's not all.
On a hunch, I called the new tenant who moved into Hazel Haibach's apartment.
I asked her if she'd forgotten anything, needed it mailed.
Turned out she did. The address she gave...
-...was a PO Box in Santa Fe. -New Mexico.
At the foot of the Sangre de Cristo mountains.
-Yeah. -Great.
Get the satellites looking in the area.
I'll put in a request to get a drone up. If they are out there, I think we can find them.
She got away. That's my girl.
That's all right. Bet I can find her.
Get back out to the car.
[BEEPING]
HAZEL: Richard's coming.
Hey, do you think it was by chance that I picked you up?
That told me when you escaped.
I was coming for you, stupid.
We think we may have found the place that Grace Van Pelt is being held.
It's a seasonal cabin up near the edge of the tree line.
You have evidence of occupation? Firm evidence?
Smoke coming out of the chimney, going back six weeks.
Same time Hazel Haibach left Sacramento.
And there's a gray SUV parked next to the building.
-It all matches up. -This must be the place.
Okay.
I'll call the chopper. We'll be there in an hour.
RICHARD: Pull over and stop.
We're here. Get out.
That's where Grace is?
Get out and see.
And your sister, Hazel, right? She's there too?
-What? -Well, you didn't think we knew?
Do we look that stupid to you?
Shut up and get out of the car.
No.
Out of the car now.
Think you're a big man, do you?
You really think I'd let you get away with what you've done?
I will shoot you if you don't do what I say, believe me.
Go ahead.
I don't think you have it in you.
[CLICKS]
Now who looks stupid?
The bullet Rigsby fired next to you was the only one in the gun.
Not a particularly strong trick, but it got the job done.
What you're gonna do now is get your sister to come out of the house...
...and put her hands on her head.
Come on. Get out.
Come on.
Let's go.
Call out to your sister and tell her to let Grace go and come out here.
Hazel?
Hazel! The police have me.
They say you have to let the girl go and come out.
JANE: Everything's gonna be fine, Hazel. Do exactly as your brother says.
[MUFFLED YELLING]
No, now you shut up. You shut up!
Call out to her again.
Hazel?
I don't know where she is. Maybe she went out.
Her SUV's right there.
Hazel!
I don't know where she is. I don't know.
[VAN PELT MUFFLED YELLING]
-That's Grace. -Rigsby.
-But, Jane, it's Grace. -Just don't panic.
-You go. -Be careful.
Stay there.
Grace. It's okay. Everything's gonna be okay.
I'm gonna get you out of here.
Where is she?
Behind you!
Nice shot, Hazel!
Don't move.
It's gonna be all right. I promise.
VAN PELT: Wayne! No! -This isn't a trick gun, is it?
If I shoot this one, a real bullet will come out, won't it?
[VAN PELT SOBS]
Wayne! No. No.
No! No, Wayne!
-Wayne? RICHARD: Well....
There was at least one.
Let's go have some fun. Untie her and bring her along. Come on.
[VAN PELT CONTINUES SOBBING]
Go on.
Go left.
Left again.
Why so quiet, Mr. Smarty? Cat got your tongue?
You always have an answer for everything, usually, don't you?
Go on. Go ahead. Kneel down.
Right here. Go ahead.
I thought we could play a little game.
Like a quiz show.
I'd ask questions...
...and you get to keep a finger for every right answer.
JANE: I'd rather not. RICHARD: Okay, first question:
Who's smarter now?
JANE: I don't want to. RICHARD: You or me?
-I don't-- I don't want to. -No answer? Okay.
[RIGSBY GRUNTS]
VAN PELT: Wayne!
Wayne. Oh, God, Wayne.
[CHOPPER HOVERING NEARBY]
-We need to get you to a hospital. -Yeah.
And then Haibach shot you a second time?
Yeah. That one hurt.
But you got back up, disarmed the sister...
...and stopped Haibach. Nice work, Wayne.
He said he was gonna save me, and he did.
You do realize you got shot with your own gun.
Oh, please, Cho, no jokes. It hurts when I laugh.
I'm just saying, if you tell that story in the future, you might want to leave that part out.
Seriously, I'm gonna split a stitch. Just--
[ALL CHUCKLING]
We should go, let you get some rest.
I don't know what we would have done if we'd lost you.
I knew you guys would come.
Bye.
You two take very good care of each other.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
JANE: Oh.
-Didn't mean to interrupt. -Oh, we were just leaving.
Bye.
I wanted to come by and see how you're doing.
Thank you.
And to let you know that you impressed the hell out of us.
Not too many people can do what you did.
Thank you. Really.
We're just glad that you're both okay.
Yeah.
And if you two ever think about getting back...
...to our side of the business, give me a call.
I don't think so.
Civilian life, here we come.
Well, that's too bad.
Anyhow, the offer's still open.
-Thank you. FISCHER: Take care.
Bye.
Okay. I'm gonna head out too.
Don't go yet, buddy. Got lunch coming up.
-I can get you your own. -Hospital lunch?
It's really not that bad. They got cherry cobbler.
LISBON: I was really angry at you for doing what you did, but then I thought better of it.
It was a stupid idea, but, hey, it worked.
Whoa. Stupid? Not necessarily stupid.
-Simple. Not stupid. -But I am still angry at you...
...for not telling me what you were gonna do.
-I thought you'd gone nuts. -Come on, please.
-It's not like I haven't abducted people before. -It's not funny. I was really scared.
-I'm sorry. -No, you're not.
I can tell when you're not being sincere now.
JANE: Well, clearly, you can't, because I am sorry.
LISBON: I can tell just by looking at you, okay?
JANE: But you can't see what I'm feeling...