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desperate-gay · 4 months

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Katie mccabe smut with reader having a praise kink because you know for sure she would be the absolute best in this case, and also you know that one clip of her “you can do what you want, baby girl” AHHHHHHHHHHHDJCIVIFCJDJCJDKCJCJSKDK

Dinner Rush

Katie McCabe x fem!reader

SMUT 18+

a/n- honestly this is half assed, im sorry if it’s bad😭

“Baby, when is the team going to be here?” Katie shouts from the other side of the house doing god knows what as you make sure everything is ready for dinner.

“In about 15 minutes!” You yell back, stacking all the plates and bringing them to the dining table before making your way back to the counter, wiping down the surface to make sure it’s all clean.

You jump when you feel two arms wrap around your waist, not hearing the Irish girl approaching you. Her chin rests on your shoulder, laying sweet pecks along your face and neck, but quickly her innocence turns sour when she bites at your ear lobe and whispers, “15 minutes is plenty of time.”

Her hand reaches under your shirt, dragging up to your bare chest, kneading at the skin. Right as you’re about to protest, the words die at the tip of your tongue when you feel something poking you from behind. The brunette feels your sudden stop, making her chuckle at your reaction.

“Surprised?” Katie asks, going back to kissing your neck while her hands remain under your shirt.

When her teeth sink into your skin, you’re out of your sudden trance, shaking your head. “Katie, we can’t do this right now. The team is going to be here in a few minutes.” You remind, continuing to wipe the counter, acting as if the defender’s touch didn’t turn you on even if you’re wiping the same spot you have cleaned over 4 times already.

“Please, gorgeous. These leggings you have on have been drivin’ me crazy!” She pleads while her hands trail back up to your chest, stopping right under your breasts. “You want to be my good girl, don’t ya?” Her words make you squeeze your eyes shut and take a deep breath in.

“We have to be quick.”

That’s all it took for her to swiftly pull down her pants then yours, eager to fulfill her hourly daydreams. You gasp when the cold air hits your core, but you’re more focused on the way Katie’s fingers roll and tug at your nipples as she places sloppy kisses under your jaw.

A few minutes pass of her riling you up before she finally slides her finger over your slit, collecting your arousal to see how wet you are and taking it into her mouth, licking her digit clean. She lets out a hum in satisfaction while you continue to stay bent over, your arms keeping you stabilized on the top of the counter.

Katie rubs the tip of the strap over your clit, causing you to moan quietly. “You’re already drenched for me, darling. I bet you’re happy I asked.” You can hear the smirk in her voice from the cockiness.

“Baby, we’ve only got like 7 minutes, 5 if they plan on heading here early.” You pant, in a rush to cum and also to not get caught by the people you have to see all the time.

Without a word, Katie slips into you at a medium pace, shocking you and causing you to let out a moan mixed with a hiss. Her hands grab your hips and begin to move you back and forth, bottoming out with each thrust, the toy being bigger than you expected.

Once she hears your whines get needier, she speeds up, making the sound of your skin slapping together echoing through the empty house. Her hands leave your hips but she doesn’t stop her thrusts, instead, she grabs both your wrists and tugs your arms behind your back, causing your chest to fall on the cold surface of the counter. From before, your shirt remains held over your breasts so your hard nipples rub against the cold marble, dragging with each thrust and giving you more pleasure.

“Mm, you’re so good to me. Letting me use you when I need it even if it’s your fault in the first place.” She rasps, pounding harder but continuing at the same fast pace.

“K-Katie-“ Your sentence is cut off when a particularly hard thrust hits a good spot in you which makes a booming moan escape your lips.

“What was that, gorgeous?” Katie moves both of your wrists into one hand and uses her free one to tuck the hair falling over your face behind your ear. The defender almost falls apart when she sees your cheek smushed down onto the counter with drool leaking out your mouth from her fucking you dumb.

“I’m close. P-Please just rub my clit.”

“Since you asked so nicely.” Her hand reaches down, pressing three fingers over the bundle of nerves, rubbing it perfectly for you to get off.

When she hears the noises coming out of your mouth get louder, she knows your close, so she somehow speeds up even more which tilts you over the edge. One of your legs pops up and rubs against her leg just from your orgasm making your muscles spasm. She lets go of your arms and kisses you all over your back, helping you calm down from the quick intenseness.

“I’m going to pull out now, okay?” You nod your head, signaling for her that you’re ready. Katie unbuckles the toy, dropping it on the floor next to her so she can help you stand up. When she does, your body flops into hers while your arms wrap around her, embracing her in a weak hug which makes her chuckle. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” She lifts you onto the counter, you flinching from your bare bottom touching the cold surface.

When she’s done wiping up the mess between your legs, she helps you down and brings you into her body. Her lips latch onto yours for the first time within this encounter, sucking at your bottom lip. Mid-make-out, you both jump away from one another when the sound of the doorbell and several knocks rumble through the house. You both look at each other with wide eyes and speed up to clean up all the evidence.

“One minute!” You shout, pulling up your pants and getting the cleaning rag and spray to clean off the counter while Katie grabs the strap and runs to put it in your bedroom bathroom.

When she rushes back over to you, you both take in each other’s appearances and start to fix the other’s hair and clothes. The sound of knocking gets louder while the doorbell doubles in pattern.

“I don’t know how you got me to do this.”

“Luck of the Irish.” Katie winks, heading over to greet the girls while you walk with her, trying your best to act like nothing happened.

#katie mccabe x reader #katie mccabe smut #katie mccabe #woso x reader #woso fic #woso imagine #woso smut #woso

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greynatomy · 6 months

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luck of the irish

katie mccabe x reader

i’m having sm trouble writing rn that i feel like i’m just rambling when writing at this point. hope it makes sense for y’all

part 2 part 3

———

“Come on. Please. For me?” You ask the two people on a video call with you

Your best friends, Selena and Taylor, and you are having a virtual hangout, seeing as you all live in different places.

“What’s in it for us?” Selena asks, taking a sip of her wine.

“Absolutely nothing, but you get to go to England.”

“And what are we gonna do? Sit and watch you ogle your girlfriend for like two hours.”

“Exactly.”

“Stop teasing me. You can’t hardly blame me though, my girlfriend is hot. And y’all are just bitter that you’re single.”

“Hey! I’m not anymore.”

“Shocker!” You say sarcastically. “You’ve been going to your boyfriend’s games so much and brought us with you, now it’s my turn.”

“Sel, you need to get yourself an athlete.”

“I know.” She whines, extending the ‘o’. “You guys need to set me up with someone.

“You might catch the eyes of some footballers if you come here.”

“We’re gonna be in so many news headlines.”

“Just gotta make sure we don’t look stupid in them.”

———

The Arsenal Women’s team are all on the pitch, warming up for their match. All of a sudden, the crowd throughout the stadium starts cheering, confusing all the players and staff on the pitch.

Looking all around, the crowd is watching the big screen. There you are, with your two best friends, all completely oblivious to what’s happening. The three of you were too preoccupied doing the marshmallow game to notice all the eyes on you. Well, to be fair, you all grew up with eyes always on you that you all learned to block it out.

“Stop fucking it up Taylor. You’re like the whole music industry, where’s the rhythm?”

“Fuck you! I don’t have to listen to you. You’re not my Mom.”

“Okay! Let’s just try it again okay?”

“I’ll start. One marshmallow.”

“Check it out.”

“Woo.”

Down on the field, Katie watches the big screen, not being able to stop the huge grin of amusement on her face.

“Dude! There’s no way that’s actually Y/N Y/LN, Selena Gomez and Taylor Swift.”

“I mean, if you open your eyes you would see that it actually is.” Caitlin shoves Katie away because of her sarcastic response.

———

Nothing really happens for the first half, but as soon as the second half starts, Arsenal in playing like they’ve got some fresh pairs of legs on them.

“Now I understand why people watch sports.” Taylor says loudly.

“Dates an athlete and is now obsessed with sports.”

“Oh, shut up.”

“But seriously. I’ve never watched a sport on my life until I met Katie. And it’s a plus she looks hot doing it.”

———

We’ve got McCabe, Katie McCabe I just don’t think you understand she plays out on the wing, she hits it with a zing we’ve got Katie McCabe

You started chanting with all the fans, encouraging your friends to join in.

“C’mon guys! Just like I taught you!”

———

Arsenal eventually won from a banger from McCabe, who was now getting interviewed.

“Katie, good game today. You scored the game winning shot, how’d that feel?”

“Oh, em, I was just doing what I usually do. But I’ve actually got my girlfriend here, so I had to put on a bit of a show for her.”

“Oh! Wow! Well, thank you for your time Katie.” The reporter says a bit shocked at the news.

Katie walks into the locker room, everyone is just sat at their cubby, cooking down from the match, when a knock is heard from the door.

“You girls decent?” Jonas’ voice comes through the door.

“Yeah!”

“Alright, well, we’ve got some guests that would love to meet you all.”

You, Taylor and Selena walk through the door being met by the whole team. The team fan girls for a bit, the team’s social media videographer catching it all on camera.

After greeting everyone, you walk over to where Katie is still sat in her cubby and place yourself on her lap, her arms immediately wrapping around your waist.

Her teammates are too preoccupied with Selena and Taylor to notice the two of you, but both your friends know you like to wander off, instantly noticing you weren’t next to them anymore.

Looking around, she sees you with your girlfriend whispering in her ear that has her biting her lip.

“Oh my god! Stop flirting in front of other people please!” Taylor speaks out, grabbing the attention of everyone in the room.

“You’re just mad cause your man who’s not your man is off playing fake football and not with you.”

“Oh, she got you there.” Selena laughs at Taylor’s offended face, giving you a high five.

“We’re no longer friends.” Taylor pouts, crossing her arms across her chest.

“You’ll get over it cause you love me.” You wrap her in a hug, Selena joining in. “Okay, enough of that. Can we all take a group picture?” You ask the Gunners. “I’ve gotta cook dinner.”

After the photo, the three of you bid farewell to the team, you giving Katie a quick kiss and a ‘see you later.’

“Actually, can I go with you? I’ll just shower at home.” Katie asks, packing her things.

“C’mon. Bye guys!” You wave at everyone.

“See you soon!” Katie leaves after you.

The team was silent for a bit after the four of you left, not knowing how to process that their Irish teammate has a girlfriend and who her girlfriend is.

“That was unexpected.”

“Indeed.”

“How’d Katie get a girl like her?” Beth asks, not quite understanding.

“It’s probably the luck the Irish have.”

“And Y/N is her pot of gold.”

“Damn.”

#woso x reader #greynatomy #woso #woso imagines #woso imagine #katie mccabe #katie mccabe x reader #katie mccard

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reflectismo · 5 months

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It’s been years, and I’m still trying to figure out how it went from this:

(September 20, 1969 Meeting)

Then we were discussing something in the office with Paul and Paul was saying to do something, and I kept saying, ‘No, no, no’ to everything he said. So it came to a point that I had to say something. So I said, ‘The group’s over, I’m leaving.’ Allen was there, and he was saying, ‘Don’t tell.’ He didn’t want me to tell Paul even. But I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t stop it, it came out.

— John Lennon, Lennon Remembers, 1970

I’d said: ‘I think we should go back to little gigs – I really think we’re a great little band. We should find our basic roots, and then who knows what will happen? We may want to fold after that, or we may really think we’ve still got it.’ John looked at me in the eye and said: ‘Well, I think you’re daft. I wasn’t going to tell you till we signed the Capitol deal’ – Klein was trying to get us to sign a new deal with the record company – ‘but I’m leaving the group!’ We paled visibly and our jaws slackened a bit.

— Paul McCartney, The Beatles Anthology, 2000

So everyone went, “Gulp!” The weight was dropped, our jaws dropped along with it, everyone blanched except John, who coloured a little and said, “It’s rather exciting. It’s like I remember telling Cynthia I wanted a divorce.”

— Paul McCartney, From “Many Years From Now” by Barry Miles, 1997

To this:

Why do you think he [Paul] has lost interest in Apple?

That’s what I want to ask him! We had a heavy scene last year as far as business was concerned and Paul got a bit fed-up with all the effort of business. I think that’s all it is. I hope so.

— John Lennon interviewed by Roy Shipston for Disc and Music Echo (February 28, 1970)

INT: I asked Lee Eastman for his view of the split, and what it was that prompted Paul to file suit to dissolve the Beatles' partnership, and he said it was because John asked for a divorce.

JOHN: Because I asked for a divorce? That's a childish reason for going into court, isn't it?

— John Lennon interviewed by Peter McCabe and Robert Schonfeld at the St. Regis Hotel, September 5, 1971

#(In the span of like a year)#(Like I’m in confusion)#(Do we want the divorce or don’t we? LOL.)#John Lennon #Paul McCartney #Lennon/McCartney #The Beatles #(“We’re playing those MIIIND GAAMES together”)#(There was never a dull moment with these two)#1969 #1970s

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mrchiipchrome · 1 year

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Sunscreen

W.C.- 2 k

“Have you got everything we need? Sunscreen? Towels? My sudoku’s?”

“Check. Check and check. I’ve got everything we need Lee, and even if I did the other girls are gonna pack plenty of things. You’ve seriously going to have to calm down, we’re spending the day at the beach.”

“Yeah I guess you’re right, I’m sorry”

“You’ve got nothing to apologize for, my love. Now come on, let’s go.”

You put your hands on her waist, pulling her in for a kiss full of love. The beach bag is slung haphazardly over your right shoulder after you’d checked its contents as per Leah’s request. The two of you had been invited to an Arsenal beach outing, the last meeting before everyone shipped off to Australia for the World cup.

Releasing her waist from your iron grip, you walk out the door side by side with your fiancée but not before stealing another quick kiss from her usually pouting lips. You unlock the car for Leah remotely as you lock up the house, triple checking that your house was locked up before joining Leah in the car. Settling into the driver's seat, you lean back and put the bag in the backseat before putting the key in the keyhole and starting the engine.

With one hand on the wheel and one on the back of Leah’s headrest, you look through the back window as you maneuver your way out of the driveway. Leah can’t resist pressing a soft kiss against the exposed skin of your neck, resulting in you stopping your movements entirely too distracted by the affection from your favorite person.

Waking from your slight trance, you continue your earlier actions of backing out. DJ Williamson makes her appearance as she connects her phone to the aux and starts to play the playlist she made specially for the two of you, made up of your shared favorite songs and lyrical pieces.

Jamming out, you’ve driven about half of the journey when the music gets cut off and the sound of someone calling replaces it. Seeing the face of a certain Irish captain paired with ‘Leprechaun 🇮🇪🍀’ clues you in to who’s calling you. Accepting the call you are instantly met with the screaming voice of Katie Mccabe floating around the air of the enclosed space of the car.

“Ey! Where are ya? We’ve been here for a while now”

“My dear Katie, we’re there in like 10 minutes don’t you worry. Did you manage to drag Ruesha with you?”

“I sure did” You hear the sound of the phone being passed through the speakers in the car, enforcing every little sound coming from the other end of the phone.

“You asked for me, darling?”

“Rue, my love! How you doing? Been missing you, yeah” You and Ruesha had clicked as soon as you had met and became best friends faster than the Flash could run, ever since then you’ve been calling each other pet names for fun. What made it even more fun was how your partners hated it, your favorite activity outside of football was to annoy them two.

“Been dealing with my crybaby, but otherwise I’ve been alright darling. How about you? How’s it been dealing with Grumps?” Snorting at the nickname Ruesha’s given Leah, you can feel her glare burning into the side of your face.

“Leah’s been much less grumpy since I proposed, maybe you should take a page out of my book and pop the question to Katie so she’ll stop being so feisty.” The words falling from your lips are words you know are going to come into fruition within the next couple weeks, Ruesha having told you her plans as soon as you told her yours.

A ‘hey!’ comes from the background of the call, Katie clearly having heard your comment on her feistiness.

“Right, we’re pulling in now so we’ll see you soon.” Surprisingly it’s not you who speaks this time, instead it’s Leah who ends the call when she’s done.

After you’ve put the car in a parking space and turned off the engine, you reach over and open the compartment in front of Leah’s legs, pulling out a roll of sports tape to put over her engagement ring so that she won’t lose it. Taking her left hand into yours, bringing it up to your lips to kiss the back of it before placing kisses to her fingertips with the same tenderness you always have with her. Pulling off a bit of the tape, you put the thin strip of the sticky material over the silver band sitting prettily on her slender finger.

“Like that. I did a pretty good job, right?” The kiss she presses to your lips serves as confirmation and you sigh contentedly into the passionate kiss. Leah takes the opportunity to slip her tongue into the opening between your lips, exploring your mouth like she’s done so many times before. Swiftly pulling away from her addictive lips is harder than you would think it would be, and the whine that leaves her kiss swollen lips has your knees weak.

“Lee, we’ve gotta go and join the others no matter how much I want to let this play out.”

“Let’s go then.”

Exiting the car, you pluck the bag from the back seat before locking the car and joining Leah where she’s stood near the front of it. Taking her hand in yours again, you two walk in the hot sand towards the placement of the group of footballers.

When you finally arrive at the group, you hand Leah the picnic blanket you brought to sit on. She places it over the burning hot sand before taking the bag from your practically vibrating form, knowing how excited you were to get in the water and play with the teammates who were as ‘mature’ as you. Pulling your shirt over your head, you expose the bathing suit that had been hiding under the article of clothing, and the friends surrounding you let out a few whistles.

“Bye, babe” Trying to slip away into the water before Leah makes you put on the suffocating sun lotion, you get about 1 meter before she realizes what it is you’re trying to do.

“Wait Y/n! You really didn’t think that I would forget right?” Gesturing for you to come back, you let out a low grumble before returning to her now sitting form ready to be smothered in sunscreen. You look on as she squirts the lotion into her palm before she dips her right index and middle finger into the puddle and takes your face between two of her fingers. Tapping her fingers all over your face, she leaves behind tracks of white that are going to be blended out within a short while. When she decides that the blobs are spread out evenly enough, she starts to rub it around and effectively blends it out. Moving on to your neck, she takes what’s left of the puddle in her hand and smears it all over your neck before motioning for you to turn around so that she can repeat the process on your back. Her fingers massage the sunscreen into the skin of your back and you have to bite down on your lip to prevent the groan from escaping the vicinity of your throat.

A short time later, the entirety of your body has been sun lotioned and it’s your time to return the favor of covering the difficult parts to reach. Watching carefully as Leah takes her shirt off, you swear you’re in heaven as you see her abs flex with her movements. As she lays down on her stomach, you put the cold liquid directly on her back instead of your hand before spreading it evenly over every strong and incredibly visible muscle. When you’re done, you give her a light tap on the bum to show her that you’ve completed the task before you hand her the tube of sunscreen, ready to take off towards the water. She turns around to give you a kiss before you’re allowed to run down to the waves.

Half an hour later is when you start missing your girl, walking up to her with water dripping all over the place from your body. Leah’s laying on the blanket, eyes closed as she’s obviously tanning lightly. You get the perfect idea when you notice that she doesn’t seem to acknowledge your presence coming up to her, but like always Leah knows you better than anyone meaning she knows exactly what you’re thinking.

“Don’t you dare, Y/n.”

“Do you have eyes everywhere or something?” Your voice is filled with disbelief as you question her.

“No you’re just really predictable” She tells you while throwing one of the towels at your still dripping body.

“As much as I want to contest that, I know that you’re gonna win so I won’t even try. We’re gonna go play chicken fight, you want to join?” The question is more of a formality than anything, you know Leah just as well as she knows you. When she shakes her head you lean down to kiss her and hand her back the towel she had given you. Walking down towards where you know Ruesha’s sitting, you ask her if she wants to join in on the game, the two of you against Katie and Beattie. She agrees as soon as you say Katie, always down to knock her girlfriend down a peg.

Leah watches on as Katie complains about you pairing up with her girlfriend before both you and Jen go down under the surface to let the two women sit on your shoulders. You keep a tight grip on her knees so that she won’t fall off your shoulders. A countdown is started and as it gets to 1, you start moving towards Jen and Katie, and as the women on top of your shoulders clasp hands with each other trying to push each other off Leah hears a question coming from left.

“To think that you want to spend the rest of your life with Y/n is really sweet. Your relationship is cavity provoking by how sweet it is.” Caitlin expresses her feelings with the statement, and Leah can’t help but agree.

“She’s my person, y’know. I’ve loved her since I was little, there’s no denying that I’m doing the right decision by marrying her”

When Leah turns back to where you were just a second ago, she can’t spot you anywhere. She figures that you’ve just gone underwater again, but as she feels your cold and wet body on her warm and dry one she quickly realizes how wrong she was. The sound of her shriek has the entire team looking in your direction and seeing what was happening. As Leah pushes you off her and into the sand, you let out a loud laugh at her immediate reaction.

“I regret agreeing to marry you.” Her playful tone lets you know that she isn’t serious, that and the conversation you’d overheard.

“No you don’t”

“You’re right, I don’t”

The rest of the day goes by in a flash as you finally manage to pull Leah with you to swim with the promise of a shared shower as soon as you come home. You eat, talk and joke around with the rest of your teammates and when it is time to return home, Leah has to practically drag you away from your friends before you get reminded of your deal. The entire car ride home is spent in silence, tired from the outing with your friends.

The first words are muttered when the front door is closed and locked.

“How about that shower I was promised?”

Soon the bathroom looks more like the laundry room with all the clothes strewn about haphazardly, but you don’t mind in the slightest as long as you get that long awaited shower with your fiancée who you love more than anything.

Guess who's caught the flu? 😍🤞 (spoiler alert: it’s me) (no joke my body is actually in a lot of pain lmao)

#leah williamson #leah williamson x reader #woso imagines #woso x reader #woso imagine

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morallyinept · 4 months

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A full transcribe of MARCUS PIKE'S dialogue/lines from the TV show THE MENTALIST

Includes full dialogue, and dialogue from any deleted/additional scenes available.

I've created this as a point of reference when writing for Pedro's characters, and I hope you find it useful. Even if you just want to read the dialogue. 🖤

FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

☝🏻Dialogue has been fully transcribed by myself using reference to original scripts (if available), audio subtitles and using my own two ears. Therefore, mistakes can be made, however I have tried to be as fully accurate as I can. If you spot an obvious mistake, please kindly let me know. Where audio is not clear, I have marked with *inaudible* Scenes are separated for ease of reference.

FULL SCRIPT DIALOGUE: (ALL EPISODES - MARCUS WAS IN 6 EPISODES IN SEASON 6 AND 1 EPISODE IN SEASON 7)

EP 16, S6 VIOLETS

Mrs Hennigan, why was your husband trying to save this painting in particular?

We’ll do our best to get it back for you.

I’m special agent Marcus Pike, this is agent Searles. You’re… Patrick Jane, right? Abbot’s guy?

What makes you say that?

Sure. I’ve heard good things about you. We’d be happy to have your input. These guys, they’re… they’re really good. And our cases don’t usually lead to homicide.

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Art thieves used to be about sneaking. Night time break-ins. Not anymore. The new generation prefers guns. This guy is the leader. He does the talking, runs the show. But until yesterday morning, he’s never killed anybody. They’ve done about six jobs between Dallas and Phoenix in the last two years, taking down about one hundred million worth in art and artefacts.

Stolen art can take a long time to sell. So our guess is they’re sitting on a lot of the art, including the paintings from yesterday's heist.

Well, they’ve only slipped up once. We found a glove a few blocks from a gallery they robbed in Phoenix. We managed to get a partial print and we got a hit. Aaron Polaski. Time for armed robbery and battery, he’s also the former middleweight boxing champ at Fulsom prison.

Yeah, we brought him in for questioning but he lawyered up quick and told the CIP. These guys are pros.

We do, but nothings popped. Doesn't seem to have a lot of friends. He hangs out a lot at a bar on sixth street.

So, how do we do that?

I don’t know what any of that means.

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I always feel a little bit like Aladdin right here.

It’s stolen.

Sometimes we just get part of a haul. We sit on the art so the crooks don’t know we have a lead and we keep it here while we investigate the rest of it.

Well, we keep a pretty tight lid. Our own secret museum.

No. Just, once or twice…

Well, I-I don’t wanna second guess you, Mr Jane, but if you wanna use these paintings as bait, the guy running this crew knows a lot about art, he’ll know this stuff is stolen.

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We ready?

What the hell’s that?

He asked him for some napkins, so?

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No, he's gonna do it… watch.

There you go.

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Pass the rice, please.

It’s a drug forfeiture. On loan from the DEA. So, what’s the story with Jane and Lisbon?

No, I mean are they in a relationship? A couple?

It’s going good. You got a nice red cross.

Yeah.

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This is Pike.

Okay, well, we, uh… we shut down the inside cameras, so you don’t have to worry about any more prying eyes, and just so you know there is someone outside the house, we’re guessing it’s another one of McCabe’s crew.

No, we’ve got eyes on ‘em. Don’t worry. You’re safe. I wouldn’t lie to you.

Well you’re… you were real good.

Well, that’s a shame. There’s a pretty good diner just down the street from you. Biscuits and gravy, if that’s your thing.

Alright, well what about pancakes?

They have about six kinds; chocolate chip, banana, all that good stuff.

Maybe, just a… little bit. I can have some sent over to you.

No, you’re right I won’t tease you anymore. I won’t even mention the waffles.

Right, well I don’t know what a canape is, but bon appetit. Goodnight, Lisbon.

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This is the part I don’t understand; we’re not gonna rob the museum?

Why not? I mean, he robs the paintings from the museum, we catch them red handed, case closed. We all go home.

Then why is he at the museum with Jane?

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How is it?

You probably like that Chicago style stuff, right?

Hmm… I'm not really in the mood for pizza. You know what sounds good? Those pancakes we were talking about before.

Do you wanna go?

Yeah. Dinner is the best time for breakfast. What do you say?

Look, if you don’t wanna go, just say so. We’re cool. It’s good, but I like you, and I think you’re a hell of a good looking woman and I’d love to get to know you better.

Let’s go.

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Uh… well, uh… Y-you-

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EP 18 S6 FOREST GREEN

Hey.

Coffee?

I made you breakfast.

Well when there’s a guest, I like to make a fuss.

Yeah?

It’s just work stuff. Listen, I was wondering if we could get dinner tonight? Or… is that weird because we went out last night? Is-is two nights in a row weird?

Okay, good. I’ll make a reservation.

Well, like I said, I like to make a fuss.

Yeah.

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I came looking for you, but they said you’re still in the woods. I’m disappointed.

No problem. What’s holding you up?

Have your people tried accessing a forestry satellite? They’re imaging that area all the time looking for fire outbreaks.

I used one once to find a guy who was running with some stolen Frederick Remmingtons.

Bye.

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No, it’s okay. I took another girl out to dinner last night instead.

Yeah.

Gladys. Eg-Eg-Egbert.

It’s the best I could do in the spur of the moment.

Oh, well, I’m glad. I’m a lousy liar, so you’re right. Actually, there’s uh, something I wanted to tell you.

That work stuff, it’s actually a promotion. The Bureau is forming a task force to deal with international art theft. It’ll be working with Scotland Yard and a few other agencies. Long story short, they, uh, they-they want me to run it. Yeah, but they want me to run it from DC.

So, I’m telling them no.

Well, I’m allowed.

I’m not a kid. I’ve been married and divorced. I know when something’s real. And when it could get serious. I feel that way about us. Do you… feel that way?

Look, one thing I know is that when you feel that way about someone, you gotta hang on ‘cause… because it doesn't happen very often.

I know. It’s okay.

What if you came with me?

I’m asking what if we went to DC, you and me, together? What do you think of that, Teresa?

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EP 19 S6 BROWN EYED GIRLS

You fell asleep.

So listen, urm… turns out my old band’s playing a gig downtown tonight. Do you wanna go?

I never told you I was in a band?

Bass. Vocals.

Yeah?

Okay then. We need a cab.

Was that “do you like butter with your popcorn” or “will you come with me to DC?”

I understand, a hundred per cent. Take your time, there’s no deadline.

You’re welcome.

Go ahead.

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I got some Thai from that place over on South Congress.

I know.

Not really, I have an ulterior motive. Just trying to make DC look attractive.

Yeah… yeah…

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Hey.

Guess what? That show we missed the other night. They’re playing another one in forty-five minutes, we can catch it if… if you guys are done?

See ya, Patrick.

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Am I interrupting?

I heard about your grand jury. I’m pulling for you. But I think you did what any good father and husband would do.

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EP 20 S6 II TOVOLO BIANCO

Oh. Oh look, Casablanca’s on. “Here’s looking at you, kid.” You know Bogart made that line up? It wasn’t in the script.

What? Are you serious?

This is not an old movie! This is a classic, you gotta watch this. You’re gonna love it.

Is everything okay?

Well, Teresa, I may not be able to read minds like Jane, but even I can tell when something’s going on.

Do you wanna talk about it?

Just wanna say that I know that moving to DC is a big thing and it might raise issues you don’t feel totally comfortable talking to me about, but I just want you to know it’s okay. You go through whatever process you need to, just… let me know when you make a decision. I’ll be here.

Well, various things, but basically it’s a love story about a woman who has to choose between two men. There’s also a baseball game on.

Yeah, let’s do that.

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Jane?

Yeah. Teresa! It’s, uh… It’s Jane…

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EP 21 S6 BLACK HEARTS

So… what are you thinking?

Well, Abbot’s right, it’s a great job. And Don’s the best.

Look, Teresa. I’ve been patient. But… I kind of went out on a limb for you. Pushed Don to pass on other candidates so that I could have you with me in DC. I mean, I know it’s a big decision, but it’s a decision you need to make.

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There you are. Ready to go?

Look, about, uh, DC. I know it’s a lot to take in and I didn’t mean to pressure you.

Yeah, I did. Maybe a little. But, it’s your life and… I just wanna be a part of it.

Are you sure?

Wow…. wow, I wish we were somewhere more romantic, but… but what the hell. Will you marry me?

Don’t freak out.

I know, I know. You need time to think about it.

There’s no pressure, okay?

You’re a tough date. Have you told Jane that you’re leaving yet?

Oh. He’ll understand.

I’ll be downstairs.

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EP 22 S6 BLUE BIRD

Hey, sweetheart, How are ya?

Yes!

Okay. Alright, alright. Text me your flight information and I’ll be there. Teresa, it’s gonna be great, you’re gonna love the neighbourhood. It’s-it’s full of restaurants, your favourite kind, I got a number to an excellent… (fades out)

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EP 1 S7 NOTHING BUT BLUE SKIES

Jane.

I was, uh, looking for Teresa.

Yeah, she probably is.

It’s for an undercover thing. So, it’s, uh… you and her.

I know. I know that. So do you have a plan?

Well, I was offering her a life. A home, a family if she wanted one. A future. Have you thought about any of that?

Well, what are you offering her? I mean, other than Patrick Jane?

Well I was upstairs, giving a deposition. I thought I would say hi. Stupid idea.

Anyway, It’s good to see you, Teresa.

Jane.