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MENTALIST
/'men-t3-list/ noun

Someone who uses mental
Acuity,hypnosis and/or suggestion.

A master manipulator of
Thoughts and behavior.

Are you sure about this?
What if somebody sees us?

Relax,baby. I got it all under control.

What do we have here?

The name's harry lashley,a
junior v.p. With the company.

He's the son-in-law
of the boss,a.p.caid.

The receptionist,miss duane,over
there,forget her phone.

Came back to get it,found him like this.

She called security.
Luckily I was working late.

I called 9-1-1 as
soon as I got here.

I then opened up Mr. Caid's office
to check, but nothing was amiss.

I have an all-access pass.

Well,come on.

Only one thing was missing, but it's
the most valuable painting he owns.

A.p. Picked it up at an
auction a couple of months ago.

Paid a little over $50 million for it.

Now you said that these doors
were,uh,closed before you got here?

Uh,the office is always
locked up when a.p.'s not here.

It's a strict rule that
a.p. Has when he's gone.

And Mr. Lashley... What
would he have been doing here?

No idea. His office is two floors down.

He had no reason to be here.

Maybe he was involved.

If we're lucky,we'll
find the murder weapon.

This was obviously a
well-planned robbery.

Why is that obvious?

Well,nobody finds themselves in
a locked room full of old masters

in the middle of the
night by accident,do they?

So well-planned,but they weren't
expecting to meet any opposition.

Otherwise,Mr. Lashley here would have
been shot or tasered or tied up and gagged.

But when they were surprised by
him, they simply hit him on the head,

Which suggests an
improvised weapon,yeah?

I'm listening.

Yes,something like...

I predict forensics will find
traces of harry lashley on this bust.

No offense,but I used to be police myself,
and that's not police work. That's guessing.

- Carl,bag this for me.
- Yes.sir.

Frank. Is there a
good diner around here?

Uh,yeah. Garrity's,a couple
of blocks over on... Madison.

Do they do good eggs?

- I guess.
- That's the test of a good diner... Eggs.

You must have had a contentious
relationship with your father.

Excuse me? Uh,no.

Tell me... I can't tell with the
hair in her face and the sobbing,

But,uh,i imagine miss duane
is quite attractive,isn't she?

I mean,receptionists are
often hired for their looks.

- What are you talking about?
- Where are you going with this?

This way. Look at the seams.

These shoulder seams
here... Pulled apart...

And the way he's lying so straight like
this, and that shoe that has come off.

No,we all noticed. Somebody
must have dragged him here.

Yes,but dragged him from where? And why?

Care to tell us,frank?

I don't know what you're talking about.

All right,then let me explain.

You and miss duane came up here
to have sex in the boss' office.

That's absurd. Why would
I do such a stupid thing?

Well,because it's forbidden,and
thus,very sexy,of course,

Especially if you have father issues.

And who doesn't?

It's a furtive but powerful
challenge to the paternal authority.

So you open up a.p.'s office and then,

"crap.There's a dead body.
What are we gonna do?"

You gotta report it,but how do you
explain your presence in his office?

A quick but dirty solution...

You drag the body out and lock the
doors back up before calling the police.

Who is this guy?

He's a pain in the
ass,but he's making sense.

- You sure you don't want to change your statement?
- No.

Oh,please,frank,it'd
be silly to deny it.

Five minutes in a room with
the persuasive agent cho,

And miss duane will tell all.

Back off,man.

I want to. Believe me. I have
zero interest in your sex life.

But one thing that occurs to me...

A room like this would have
security cameras in it,yeah?

Yes.

But surely,you wouldn't knowingly record
yourself making love on the boss' carpet.

You'd have to know that the
cameras in the room were off,

Probably because you turned them
off,being the head of security.

They are off,aren't they,frank?

So the question now is,frank,how
long have they been off,

And who else might have known
they were gonna be off last night?

You guys can take it
from here. I am starving.

Gotta get me some eggs.
Garrity's,right? Thanks.

You ready to tell us the truth?

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The Mentalist
Season01 Episode13 Paint It Red

Hey,look at this.

It's known as "the moro,"
from 14th century italy.

It's a portrait of somebody
named carlotta moro.

It's the only known works of an
artist known as the "siennese master."

It's been owned by two popes,the king of
france and john jacob astor,among others.

But a.p.caid bought it for
$50 million 3 months ago.

What do we know about caid?

Apart from he's an idiot with his money?

Like the cover says, he got his
start as a roughneck in the oil fields

Then turned into a wildcatter and
made a fortune by the time he was 30.

He's a tough guy.

His trick's pulling oil out of places
nobody else has the balls to go.

Where is he now?

He's somewhere on a sailboat.
He's been told what's going on.

He's coming back as quick as he can.

I was thinking, it would have been easy for
him to sail up or down the coast a few miles,

Put into a small marina and come back and
commit the crime without anybody else knowing.

And why would he want to do that?

I'm just saying he could.

Maybe he wants the insurance money
or he wants to get rid of harry.

Doesn't like that he's
married to his daughter.

Did you check with caid's security team?

Everybody at the company that didn't
wear a suit knew all about frank schiappa

And his use of a.p.'s office.

Any number of people might have
known the cameras were off last night.

Sounds like we're gonna have to
check out any number of people.

- Where's jane?
- I don't know.

Well,find him.

I'm gonna go and talk to lashley's wife.

You guys give caid's personnel
files a good hard look.

See if there's any criminal
connections, especially harry lashley.

Do you think he's dirty?

Well,he's involved.

Why else would he be there
in the middle of the night?

It doesn't feel real.

If it wasn't for you
people,i wouldn't believe it.

Harry's going to walk through the door,
and this is all just a strange dream.

But here you are. Harry's dead.

When was the last time you spoke to him?

Yesterday afternoon.

Just chitchat,where to go for dinner.

Then he left me a message
canceling,didn't say why.

That wasn't unusual,canceling
without giving any reason?

No. Harry was very
hardworking,very keen.

Stuff would come up all the time.

What was his job here exactly?

Good question.

He was a sort of
jack-of-all-trades for my father,

Did whatever he needed
from week to week.

My father liked having someone on hand with
no ties or friendships within the company.

That's a tough assignment.

Yes.

But he only joined the
company when we were married.

He was... Learning the ropes.

Your father didn't want harry to have a
soft ride just 'cause he was your husband.

Yes,you could put it like that.

What was his previous employment?

He was a musician. Jazz guitarist.

Yes. How did you know that?

I looked at his fingers...
Guitarist fingers.

Jazz with a flamenco edge,
judging by the ridge on his thumb.

Yes.

He was playing a gig at one of these
ghastly,uh,events you have to go to,

And you struck up a conversation.

You love jazz,so you could talk
with him easily, which,uh,normally,

Is quite difficult for
you out side of business.

I... W... Yes. That's... But...

I'm sorry,miss caid.
He's just showing off.

C-can you think of any reason why harry would
have been on this floor at that time of night?

No.

Uh,he would have known that
neither I nor my father were here.

So?

I understand from my
understand from my assistant

That frank schiappa's misbehavior was
an open secret amongst the junior staff.

He's no longer a caid
employee,by the way.

Perhaps harry had found out,
and he was trying to catch him.

Perhaps.

Or is it possible that he had prior
knowledge that the theft was gonna take place?

You're asking if he could have
been complicit in the theft?

Yes,i am.

No. He was honest and gentle. No.

So he never talked to
you about the painting?

No. I didn't approve of buying it.

$50 million is far too much
money to spend on a single object.

When it comes to art,rational
arguments don't apply for him.

That would be kathryn
hawkes' area of expertise.

Kathryn hawkes? She is...

She buys the art for
my father's collection.

It's a terrible tragedy. Terrible.

Did you know Mr. Lashley?

Not well. I mean,i knew of him,obviously,
but,uh,the poor man. It's very sad.

But you think the loss of the
painting is the real tragedy here.

Well,no. Every human
life is a sacred thing.

But "the moro" is a uniquely
beautiful treasure, beyond precious.

You know the art market.

Who would be willing and able
to steal such a high-end piece?

Worldwide,there's probably a good
hundred collectors with the resources

And passion enough to
do something like this,

But it's public knowledge that Mr. Caid
outbid shirali arlov to get the "the moro."

Mr. Arlov is not pleased.

- Shirali arlov... The russian oil baron?
- Him.

Arlov is a nasty piece of work.

He has a legit front as an oilman, but
he's a super rich gangster,basically.

They say he likes his business rivals
to be delivered to him hog-tied And naked

so he can kill 'em personally.

Vicious,reedy and the owner of the finest
collection of renaissance paintings in russia.

Sounds likes our kinda guy.

Talk to the organized
crime boys upstairs.

Find out who arlov's
connections are in california,

Who he'd use for a job like this
and where they were last night.

You got it,boss.

What do you have?

Harry lashley has a past.

Ten years ago in canada, he stole cash
from a video store he was working at.

Busted and served six months.

Damn. I was hoping he was clean.

Yeah,i know.

Then I tried to find any connection he
had to the art world,and this popped up.

A month ago,he paid a company
called r.w.arts $20,000.

That's pretty much the only financial
transaction he's made recently.

What's r.w.arts?

I don't know yet. Shell,probably.

The address is just a mailbox in
lockesdale, a little farming town up north.

That's interesting. Uh,let's van
pelt and I go up and take a look-see.

You and van pelt?

Well,she's from a small
farming town. Aren't you?

Yes,i am.

Right. Well,that's what you
guys call, uh,what is it? Cover.

What do you need cover
for? You're a cbi operative.

Uh,i thought I was a "consultant."

Just follow procedure. Have fun.

Where's the fun in that? Shall we?

How cute is this?

It sure doesn't look like the
lair of high-end art thieves.

Not at all. Flowers and fruit...

"rob wallace gallery and framing."

Bingo.

Uh,let's not start with the badge.

Let's get the lay of the land first,
then we use the badge if we have to.

Well,okay.

- But don't embarrass me.
- What do you mean?

- You know what I mean.
- No. What do you mean?

Morning,folks.

Look around,make yourself at home.

Will do.

I know what you're thinking.

You do?

You're thinking my fianc�E
is a lot younger than me.

- Oh,no.
- Well,she is.

I'll let you in on a little secret.

I was her college professor,seduced her.

No kidding.

Her parents hated it. A lot of drama.

Totally worth it,though. Right,babe?

Okay,that's what I
mean. Come on. Stop it.

Oh,that's good. He's good.

-Do you think you could do a portrait of my fianc�E?
- No.

- Yeah?
- Yeah,you bet.

- No.
- Who's the boss in this relationship?

He's just playing the fool. Stop it now.

Okay,turn just a little
to your left. There. Good.

Looks good.

Uh,just... Just make sure you don't
do her eyes too close together.

I'm sorry. I'm... I'm
getting in your space.

Uh,where's your facilities?

Down the hall,door on the right.

- Okay. All right.
- Okay.

Just not too close,you know?
You know what i'm saying?

Yeah.

Just,uh,passing through town,are you?

Yes,uh,just passing through.

You have an excellent nose.

Thank you.

How long have you lived here?

All my life.

Do you mind if I ask
you a personal question?

That depends,i suppose.

Uh,uh,go ahead.

How lo have you and
patrick been together?

Um,not long.

Okay,i'm just gonna say it.

Are you sure about marrying this guy?

I mean,he kinda appears to
be a jerk. I mean,no offense.

On,no. Yes. I-i'm not
marrying him. That's... No.

Don't worry about
that. Not gonna happen.

Hello.

Turn your head just to
the left a little bit.

Just a little bit more. A
little bit more to your left.

Just,uh,that's great. Hold that,okay?

Look down. Hold that.

This way,i'm gonna have a lot
of light on your cheekbones.

You're gonna be so amazed
with how good this looks...

The facial structure.

**********

*******

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Move.Move.

************

Mr. Wallace,if you'd just
let me show you my badge,

'Re from the california
bureau of investigation.

Our office knows we're here.

If you kill us,they'll know who did it.

Kill you? Why would I want to kill you?

- You're cops?
- Well,she...

We're investigating the
murder of harry lashley.

Lashley's dead?

What happened? I...

We were hoping you might be able to tell us
that, considering you have the stolen painting.

Uh,no,that's... That's a copy.

Mr. Wallace here is a-an art forger,

a very...Very good one,by the way.

Um,that's a copy. He's not a thief.

Well,give me the shotgun.

Mr. Lashley came to me a couple of months
ago and commissioned two copies of "the moro."

How did he find you?

People who need my services
tend to find me eventually.

It's not a crime,what I do.

If you have a valuable painting,it's only
sensible to have a copy made for the display,

So that way,the real thing's safe.

He picked up the copies
about a month ago.

So you gave him two copies already?

What's this one for?

This one I did for myself.

It's a beautiful picture.
I'd come to love her.

Why did he want two copies?

- He didn't say.
- And you didn't ask questions.

He paid me $10,000 for each of them,
so no,i didn't ask any questions.

How do we know this
isn't the real thing?

I'm not a forger. I'm an artist.

I'm not trying to trick anyone. Okay?

I always added detail that ensures that
nobody can sell my work as the genuine article.

That's very ethical of you.

It looks pretty much
exactly the same to me.

No,he's telling the
truth. Take a closer look.

- What am I looking for?
- Closer.

Oh,i still don't...

You're getting warmer.

A tv aerial.

- Yes.
- They didn't have tv.

No. Beautiful work.

May I borrow it for a while?

Uh,i don't know about that. How...
How do I know i'm gonna get it back?

Uh,let me put it another way.

Lend it to me or agent van pelt here will
take you and the painting back to sacramento

And keep you there and ask you mind-numbing
questions for hours and hours on end.

Thank you.

Copies,huh? Clever.

Harry and his accomplices steal the painting
once, but they get to sell it three times.

Hey,boss. A.p.caid's back from his trip.

He's on his way back to his office.

No,no,no. You got it all wrong.

See,i told harry to get a
copy made on the hush-hush.

I mean,what kind of idiot is gonna put $50
million on his wall so anybody can steal it? Huh?

So the painting that
was stolen is a fake?

Damn right,it was.

Now the real one is
in my... Private vault.

With all due respect,a.p., the
art here is my responsibility.

Kathryn,the fewer people
who knew,the better.

Besides,it paid off,didn't it,huh?

I mean,right now there's some
thieving son of a bitch out there

Who spent a whole lot of money on junk.

Daddy,harry's dead.

Oh,baby,i know. I'm sorry. I know.

It's too sad,but,uh,you
know,i did like that kid.

Can we see the painting?

You want to see my baby?
I'll open the vault.

Ain't she a beauty?

- You,uh,mind if I take a closer look?
- No. Oh,yeah,yeah.

A masterpiece of quattrocento
portraiture, one of a kind.

$50 million right there.

It's about $10,000
right there. It's a fake.

- The hell it is.
- Fake as a $6 bill.

That's not funny,son.

Take a look back here by the
trees, the guys on horseback.

The third one in from the
left,next to the footmen...

Yeah,yeah,yeah. I see
the horses. What...

What do you think,is that
an m16 or a kalashnikov?

Son of a bitch.

Yeah,i think it's a kalashnikov.

Son of a bitch. There's...

There's a machine gun in my painting.
How in the hell could you not notice that?

If this bozo here can
see it,why couldn't you?

- A.p.,i can assure you,the painting...
- No,no,no,no.

You're the one who has the good eye.

No,you brought me a fake.

Mr. Caid,i can state with
absolute certainty the painting

Which I purchased for you and
placed in your hands was genuine.

I have the documents to prove it.

If you chose to engage in some clever
subterfuge without my knowledge,

I can hardly be blamed for the results.

- Excuse me.
- Harry. That son of a bitch harry...

He switched out the real
painting for the fake one.

And then bludgeoned himself to death,i
suppose? You have no basis for that.

That was probably one of his crackhead
musician friends he brought along.

You don't know that. That's not fair.

Were you aware he spent time in prison?

6 months for theft in
canada,10 years ago.

Yes. I mean,no,i didn't.

Um,i-i'm sure it doesn't...

Uh,i'm sure it's not...

- It was ten years ago.
- I knew it.

I knew it. This guy was no good for you.

I could feel it,but
I kept quiet,didn't i?

For your sake,i forced
myself to trust this guy.

Because you finally had yourself a man.

He stole $50 million from me.

Damn it,stevie.

Please. I beg you. Find
my husband's murderer.

That's what we're trying to do,ma'am.

They'll tell you the
truth. I want the truth.

You can go now.

That's all we need at the
moment. We'll be in touch.

Right.

Uh,i hate to be blunt,Mr.
Caid, but you're just...

- Let's... Oh,no,you don't.
- We'll... We'll talk later.

Harry has copies made,but he doesn't hang
one on the wall to disguise the robbery. Why?

Because it was part of the plan.

Everyone has to know the painting was
stolen for him to have anything to sell.

The painting has to be missing.

So he makes the switch,goes to
steal the real painting off the wall,

Knowing frisky frank has
turned the cameras off.

So who kills him then?

Whoever ended up delivering
the painting to a buyer.

Harry outlived his usefulness the minute he used
his security pass to get into a. P. 'S office.

Well,we just heard from the organized
crime boys about shirali arlov.

- We did?
- Yeah.

The good news is he's in california...
L. A. He arrived a couple of days ago.

Well,that can't be a coincidence.

All right,what's the bad news?

The bad news is he's traveling
on a diplomatic passport.

We cannot touch him
under any circumstances.

If we could just ask
him a couple questions...

State department was
crystal clear... Keep away.

Arlov controls an oil pipeline
route this country needs.

It's a national security issue.

Another argument for
energy independence there.

Where's he staying?

I repeat,do not touch.

Oh,no,no. No touching. I promise.

Nope,nyet,no,and minelli
says no,too. That's four nos.

Minelli always says no. It's his job.

And it's my job to listen to him.

You'd walk away?

If arlov is our man,you'd
let him get away with murder?

He didn't do the murder.

He probably bought the
painting from the murderer.

We'll never know unless
we go talk to him.

We're gonna close this case, but not
by causing an international scandal.

Arlov's the key.

I want to get harry lashley's killer as
much as you do, but we cannot go after arlov.

- The state department...
- A fig to the state department.

Yeah,i agree. Screw 'em.

That attitude is why i'm in
charge and you guys aren't.

And would you please leave some
of those for everybody else?

They're so small.

I just don't understand why a law
officer can't go after a known criminal.

Damn right.

- If we left now,we could be in l.a.before dark.
- What?

Tell cho to meet us in the
parking lot in ten minutes.

- Hello?
- You ready?

Yeah.

- Are you ready?
- I'm ready. What's the signal?

- "she is beautiful."
- Good.

Let's do this.

Uh,could you tell Mr.
Arlov patrick jane is here?

I have "the moro" portrait that
was stolen a couple days ago.

I'd like to sell it to him.

What?

Let him come in.

Thank you.

Good evening.

Please sit.

"world's best collisions."
You know this show?

No.

Oh,you should check it out.
It's,uh,very amusing and,uh,educational.

It's a lesson for us all.

Anytime,anyplace, boom...

Your life can be over. That's very true.

Would you like a drink,a snack?

Uh,yes. Um,sparkling water. Please.

No ice,room temperature.

******

Where is everyone?

Weird. They all called in to sign out.

Jane wasn't feeling well,rigsby's got
a hot date, and cho got kings tickets.

- Son of a...
- What?

Jane doesn't get sick,rigsby's not on
a date because he's in love with you,

- And the kings aren't playing tonight.
- You know about that?

Yeah,they're on an east coast road trip.

They're playing the
knicks tomorrow night.

No,i mean,about rigsby...
How do you know about that?

Everybody knows that. The
attorney general knows that.

- I'm so embarrassed.
- Please.

Pick up the phone,damn it.

Thank you.

So...

Mr. Patrick jane.

You have a painting you want to sell me?

"the carlotta moro"?

Yes.

I don't believe you.

Would you like to take a look?

Sure.

- Are you mad?
- No,i'm just kidding. Kidding.

It's just a prop to
get me into the room.

I am aware that you
have the real painting.

Oh,really? You are aware?

And how are you aware of this?

A guess,confirmed by a
predatory smile on your face

When you asked me about it just then.

You enjoy trapping people in nets
of their own making, don't you?

That's... That's,um,that's
very perceptive of you.

Not really.

Most successful criminal bosses
share a similar profile...

Sadistic,violent, but also highly
methodical and psychologically astute.

Why are you here,Mr. Jane?

I'm a detective of sorts.

- Explain.
- I'm trying to find out who killed harry lashley.

Who?

The man who died in the
course of the painting's theft.

Oh,yes,yes,i recall. Poor fellow.

If you're looking for a bribe,i'm
afraid,um, you're running out of luck.

You see,uh,you do understand that I have
immunity from prosecution in this country?

I know,i know. No touching.

I show you my identification to discourage you
from killing me or torturing me or something.

You might not get arrested for it,but
you sure will make some kind of a fuss.

Oh,i don't mind fuss,you know?

Anything to avoid boredom.

Given your immunity, you could tell me who you
bought the painting from and do no harm to yourself.

And inform to the police? Why?

Why on earth would I do that?

Harry lashley didn't deserve to die.

He has a wife who needs to know
what happened. She deserves justice.

Are you serious? "she
deserves justice," huh?

Perhaps you haven't paid the
full price for the painting yet.

Perhaps an arrest would
save you some... Money.

Oh,well,that's...
That's not a bad thought.

But you see,i-i love my art collection.

I-i love beauty.

It's why I do what I do,you know?

Who would want to sell to me if I start
sending my suppliers to jail,you know?

True. Well,i thought it was worth a try.

Thank you,and i'm sorry
for wasting your time.

Oh,no,no,no. Not at all. Not at all.

You are a very... Very
strange kind of policeman.

It's been most diverting.

Could I see it before
I leave... The moro?

I'm told it's very beautiful.

Oh,you... You appreciate art,huh?

Why not? Of course.

What's happening?

Soon. Get ready.

Here you go. Look at that. It's
a... An italian silk merchant's wife.

It's 600 years old.
It's... And it's alive.

It's... It's immortal.

May i?

Please. Please.

Now I understand why you went
to such lengths to get her.

- She is beautiful.
- Now.

Everybody out. Out. Out. Out.

Please,out. Out. Out!

Out!

- Well? Well?
- Yes!

You better call
lisbon,give her an update.

You call her.

- Oh,i can't. I'm driving. Cho?
- No way.

Oh,come on,guys. I just robbed a
russian mobster. You can't call lisbon?

- You gonna be grumpy like this in the room?
- Yes,i am.

I'm just asking. I don't
think it's very professional.

- Seriously,don't push me.
- I said I was sorry.

You had express orders
to stay away from arlov.

But that's why I didn't tell
you. You have total deniability.

But that's beside the point.

The point is,my brilliant
plan worked like clockwork.

What plan? This case is not closed.
You haven't done anything yet.

Not yet,but you watch.

No,i disagree.

Morning!

I'll get back to you.

What the hell?

You got it back. Ing her to me.

Oh,baby!

This is fabulous. Was
it arlov? Did he have it?

Yes,it was.

How did you get it back?

- I stole it.
- Are you serious?

Well,there was nothing we
could do legally,as you said.

But arlov was in possession
of a stolen painting.

So there was nothing he could do either.

This gets better and better.

First of all,i get the painting back.

Second,when arlov finds out
that i've got it, it'll kill him.

Who cares about arlov?

Who cares about the damn painting?

You assured me you would
find harry's killer.

We're doing everything we can,stevie,
but there's not a lot left for us to do.

Look,stevie,i know you loved him.

And I liked him,too,but
he was part of this theft.

He betrayed me.

In a way,this is a good
thing that he's gone,

Because you could be having children
with this bum right now. All right?

You think of that. We
dodged a bullet here.

Come on,give me a hug.

Look,we're gonna find you a good man.

The main thing is we sent
out a message here that

nobody messes with a.p.caid.

Thank you,thank you.

I had a daughter once.

She died. Killed. It was my fault.

That's how I know that a man who treats
his only daughter the way you do is a fool.

- Jane.
- What did you say?

Your child is hurting, and you're crowing over
this petty victory like a cockerel on a dung heap.

You're a blind,vain,emotionally
stunted fool.

You care more about this...

For this painting,
for all this rubbish...

Than you do the child that loves you.

You found my painting. I am grateful.

And now i'm going to be patient and tell
you,you get this clown out of my office...

- How am I gonna make you understand?
- Right now.

How am I gonna make you
understand? See this?

- Jane...
- See this?

This is nothing. It's nothing.

- What are you doing?
- Jane!

- Don't!
- What are you,nuts?

Jane? Jane,have you gone crazy?

Oh,no,no. I'm just doing my job. Look.

You'd think that someone that has
dedicated their lives to fine art

would want to save a masterpiece
from burning up. Wouldn't you?

Unless she already knew
it was just another fake.

No,not at all. I'm just...
I'm just shocked,that's all.

- Is it a fake?
- Yes,it is.

I only found out after I stole it, but kathryn
knew,because it was she who stole the original,

And it is she who still has
it in her safe possession.

- No.
- Is that true,kathryn?

No.

Horrible job you found
for yourself,kathryn...

Helping a greedy egotist snatch up beautiful
things he has no ability to appreciate.

And you don't get paid much,do you?

All the money,beauty around you,
and you can't have any of it.

Very frustrating.

Not at all.

Harry came to you for
advice about the painting.

You asked him to make a second
copy for your own personal use.

Did you blackmail him? Huh?

Must've known about the theft conviction
in canada, threatened to tell a.p.

And destroy the life he
was building with stevie.

Care to comment on that?

It's all nonsense,a.p. It's nonsense.

Oh,is it? The reason you
had two copies made...

So that you could sell one to arlov,and you
could keep the original picture for yourself

because,Of course, you're the
only one that really deserves it.

It was her? She did it?

Yes. Like I switched
the paintings with arlov,

She switched the original with harry
sss right before it went into the vault.

All you had to do was come up in here
after hours and take it off the wall.

But harry suspected something,didn't he?

He tried to stop you...

And you killed him.

Tell the truth,kathryn. Our people are
g||ng through your apartment right now.

They will find that painting even if
they have to tear the place to the ground.

There is no point in lying anymore.

I'm sorry.

I never meant to kill him.

Why did he try to stop me?

- No!
- No,no,baby. No,baby,don't.

It was an accident.

Kathryn,you're under arrest
for the murder of harry lashley.

- Put your hands behind your back.
- Oh,i'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

It was a mistake.

Come on. Let's go.

Uh,for what it's worth, i,uh,

i just wanted to apologize
for my pious rant earlier.

I needed a pretext to
burn the picture,and...

Your family dysfunction became it.

Well,no,sir. No apology needed.

There was some good,hard
truth in what you said.

Yes,there was, but you know,no
one likes to be too judgmental.

Hard to believe it's a fake.

Crazy,isn't it?

One painting's worth $50 million,
the other's only worth a few thousand.

- They look identical.
- Yep. Crazy.

Not that you mention
it,i'm not sure,uh...

Ah, it's so hard to solve after work.

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