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Sara: Can I talk to you for a minute?
Nick: Sure, what's up?
Sara: I-I think I need to talk about what happened at the station.
Nick: Oh, yeah.
Sara: I'm slightly concerned about its effect on the case, but more than that, I'm concerned about the case's effect on you, Nick, and I'm absolutely sure that, six months ago, you wouldn't have lost it like that.
Nick: I know, I'm sorry. I apologize for that.
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Nick: What do you know about the family?
Sheriff Dennis Brackett: Jude McBride - great guy, stay-at-home dad. Nina owns a local coffee shop. Jeremy's a junior in high school, smart kid. Ten-year-old daughter, Cassie. Pip-squeak.
Nick: Sounds like all that's missing is the white picket fence, huh?
Sheriff Dennis Brackett: Yeah. We don't even know where to start looking.
Nick: Begin at the beginning.
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Greg (after finding a lot of marjiuana): Don't you think it's weird that the McBride's did all this with two kids in the house?
Nick: Yeah. If they didn't care before, I bet they do now.
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Warrick: He's trafficking term papers.
Nick: Man, whatever happened to just flippin' burgers?
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Sara: Everything in our experience tells us they're dead.. all four of them.
Nick: Doesn't mean we just give up.
Sara: No one's giving up. It's just that... you're acting like you're gonna rescue a person, not recover a body. And on this job that's not usually the case.
Nick: I was rescued.
Sara: It was not your day to die. When it's your day, it's your day. You know?
Nick: I don't think it was Cassie's day.
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Warrick: You know, I was talking to Tina last night and she said something that made me think.
Greg (coughs): Yoko Ono. (Nick laughs)
Warrick: Tina's dad's a doctor of anthropology. So one day when she was a little girl she asked her dad where in her body her anthropology was. You know, he's a doctor. Mark's dad's a lawyer maybe Mark was thinkin' you know, habeas corpus, body of the crime.
Sara: Body of the crime is content of the case, not an actual body.
Warrick: Yeah but a kid could easily misinterpret. Maybe he's thinkin' no body, no crime, no crime, no punishment.
Sara: Does Yoko Ono want a job? (Nick laughs)
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Sara (looking at the chore calendar): I was really into gold stars when I was a kid.
Greg: As opposed to now? (Greg is looking through the McBride's mail) Whoa! The McBride's must have a broken meter. Even if they left every light on day and night, it wouldn't add up to 2,000 dollars. (Sara clears her throat and rubs her nose) Maybe Brass can check it out.
Sara: I think this print dust is getting to me. Would you mind finishing up the fridge?
Greg: Do I get a gold star?
Sara (dryly): Ha-ha-ha. (Sara walks out of the room. She looks around and sees something's wrong with the lock on the basement door, she opens it and goes down the steps) Greg? I found something.
Greg (joining her): Is it the bodies?
Sara: No.
Greg: Whoa, Sweet Mary Jane. The emerald city.
Sara: Explains the 2,000 dollar electric bill. And all the foot prints through out the house.
Greg: It's the ganja graveyard.
Sara: No... it's motive.
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Archie (after finding Cassie on the ATM video): Dead people don't suck their thumbs.
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Greg: If you're not gonna clean it, why take the bodies?
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Sara (to Nick who is printing the coffeemaker): Are we having a Taster's Choice moment?
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Sage: You know, your third eye is so open right now. Are you having visions or hearing voices?
Nick: No.
Sage: I'm really sorry, but you are really radiating this crazy feminine energy.
Nick (chuckles): Really?
Sage: Do you believe in past lives?
Nick: No, ma'am
Sage: How come?
Nick: 'Cause I'm just trying to make it through this one.
Sage: I think you're doing pretty well. (Sage turns to leave, but Nick stops her)
Nick: Hey, Sage...thanks.
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Nick: We'll go slow, okay? And we'll just begin at the beginning, okay?
Cassie: They came to my house. They had a fight. They couldn't find what they were looking for. I loved my family.
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Sara: Did it make you feel like a man? To kill a little girl?