Jo's mother and Jo's aunt Evelyn used to paint eggs.
Jo and her FBI agent husband Russ Josephson got divorced because they were incompatible. He wanted her to be a housewife and she wanted a career.
(Flack is taking statements from some two dozen people disguised as clowns when Mac arrives to the crime scene)
Flack: Don't say anything. It's just better if you don't say anything.
Flack: (To a clown who is toying with a squirt flower) If you squirt me with that thing, I will shoot you right here in front of everybody, you understand me?
(At a crime scene inside a bakery)
Flack: What's our first move?
Jo: Leave the cannolis and take the gun.
Lindsay: I'm still gonna need to extract the fragments and reconstruct the bullet. That's a lot of fragments.
Mac: I imagine it is.
Lindsay: So, what do you say, you gonna skip lunch, help me out?
Mac: Nope. I get to be the boss this week.
Danny: Do you wear sneakers inside clown shoes?
Mac: Are you seriously asking me that question?
Danny: What, no good? What the hell do I know about clowns?
Mac: Look, I'm a bright man, Danny, but I'm afraid I can't help you with that one.
Danny: Jo, do you wear sneakers inside clown shoes?
Jo: I don't know... I don't own any.
Danny: Clown shoes?
Mac: Danny, get out of here. Get me some answers.
(Danny laughs as he leaves)
Jo: Hawkes, do you wear sneakers inside clown shoes?
Mac: Don't you start.
(Jo laughs as she leaves with Mac, while Hawkes looks puzzled)
Adam: (over the phone with the New York Clown Registry) How do you know I'm calling from the crime lab? I...I... do you not have caller I.D., sir? O... okay, well, listen, perhaps my... Fine. You got me, okay? I work at the New York City Crime Lab, but I moonlight as a criminal specializing in clown identity theft. And my next caper, okay, is gonna be to defraud the entire clown industry as Jumbles the Clown. Hello? You hung up on me. You... you hung up on me. I hate clowns.
Anal McGillicuddy: Each individual egg is meticulously hand-painted to match the likeness of our members. A very time-consuming process. A process best left undisturbed, particularly by the oils on your fingertips. You don't walk into the MOMA and poke the Picassos, do you?
Mac: Anal McGillicuddy.
Anal McGillicuddy: I beg your pardon?
Mac: I believe you talked to one of my employees. Detective Mac Taylor. New York Crime Lab.
Anal McGillicuddy: Oh, yes. Wonderful. I see you have all the charm of your subordinate.
Mac: And I see you have...
Jo: Okay. I think we have gotten off on the wrong foot here. Can we start over?
Jo: I am Detective Danville. We're looking for...
Anal McGillicuddy: Save it, Kentucky. Adam Ross faxed over the subpoena five minutes ago. I suppose he anticipated your lack of persuasive skills.
Jo: You're not very nice for someone who works at a clown registry.
Anal McGillicuddy: (Laughs) Not all clowns are happy.
(As they stand in front of the door of a suspect they are about to arrest)
Flack: The last time we did this, didn't really work out for us.
Danny: He's a clown, Flack. He registered his face.
Flack: I'm just saying, the last time we were in this position, six bullets came through the door.
Danny: I'm pretty sure he doesn't keep his balloon gun loaded.
Flack: Why are you standing off to the side, then?
Danny: I'm a little scared.
Stan Ridgeway: Head's pounding like he split it open with a cannon.
Danny: It's nothing that a Band-Aid and a beer won't fix.
Flack: Did you get a good look at the guy?
Stan Ridgeway: Uh, yeah. Uh, dark hair, dark eyes, clean-shaven. Uh, jeans and a... a blue shirt.
Flack: That's kind of generic, Stan. Anything about him stick out?
Stan Ridgeway: Yeah, the barrel of his gun. He had it pointed right between my eyes.
Jo: (Over the phone) Mama, I'm not interested. Because the last time you set me up on a blind date, I had to handcuff the guy within 20 minutes. I do not have control issues.
Jo: (To Adam) I keep telling Mac he needs to give you a raise and he won't listen to me.
Adam: (About Bobby Renton) It's like he started to disappear from his own life all in the same day.
Jo: All in the same day? All in the same day is a possibility. Thank you, Adam.
Jo: Did they contact you?
Jo: The FBI.
Mac: We're expecting a call?
Jo: Well, they usually get their panties in a wad when we start getting in their business.
Mac: And we've done that?
Jo: I... know the FBI. And I also know this overconfident agent who just got off the elevator. He's right over there.
Mac: Overconfident? What, you worked together?
Jo: Slept together. My ex-husband.
Mac: You're leaving?
Jo: Oh, yeah.
Russ Josephson: I think you got the wrong guy.
Mac: I imagine it'd be embarrassing for the Bureau to find out a witness wasn't where he was supposed to be, living unprotected, or worse, involved in a crime the NYPD knows more about than the FBI.
Russ Josephson: Trust me, this is not about the Bureau's ego. In fact, his protection was a request from the NYPD. He's an informant for you guys, not us. This was a favour for Detective Don Flack.
Russ Josephson: You've been avoiding my phone calls.
Jo: I've been busy, Russ. And we've exchanged at least five text messages over the last eight months. I think that's plenty.
Russ Josephson: What was the reason we separated?
Jo: Divorced. Because you wanted me to be a housewife, and I wanted a career. We're completely incompatible. You know what? My first clue should have been you insisted I take your last name. Jo Josephson. Please.
Russ Josephson: I just wanted the guys to know you were mine.
Jo: Another problem... ownership issues.
Jo: Lindsay, ex-husband. Ex-husband, Lindsay.
Lindsay: Nice to meet you.
Russ Josephson: You, too.
Lindsay: We've heard nothing... about you.
Bobby Renton: When do I stop being me?
Flack: Day after tomorrow. The FBI will put you up in a safe house until then. You can't go home. I'll swing by and grab some of your stuff and bring Ainsley to wherever you're... you didn't tell her?
Bobby Renton: What for?
Flack: That's your girl, man. Come on. You got to tell her.
Bobby Renton: Why? So I can ruin her life, too? Make her move away from her family and friends? She's five months pregnant, Flack. I can't do that. I chose to do this, not her.
Flack: So you're not even gonna say good-bye?
Bobby Renton: It's easier this way.
Bobby Renton: If they come after me, then so be it. But if she came, and they hurt her and my kid? I couldn't live with that.
Jo: Leaving so soon?
Russ Josephson: Yeah, the FBI's work is done here. We have no jurisdiction over the murder investigation.
Jo: Leaving the hard part to the NYPD?
Russ Josephson: And I thought our separation was amicable.
Russ Josephson: Hey, Mac seems like a nice guy.
Jo: He is.
Russ Josephson: Any reason I should be jealous?
Jo: Ugh (She Leaves).
Flack:(About Bobby Renton) He may come to see you. If he does, please call me?
Ainsley McCrea: You got a lot of nerve, you know that?
Flack: Listen to me.
Ainsley McCrea: Listen to you? What, are you kidding me? Listen to you. That's what got us in this mess in the first place. You convincing Bobby to snitch on those guys. He trusted you. We both did. I am never gonna be that stupid again. Take your card. I'm not helping you. And you know what? If Bobby does call me, you will be the absolute last person I tell.
Flack: He left to protect you.
Ainsley McCrea: Yeah, well, you got what you wanted.
Mac: Either of you hear from Flack since this afternoon?
Mac: I've left a few messages.
Jo: This case is personal for him.
Mac: That's what I'm afraid of.
Danny: Yes, yes, yes! EDNA, I love you.
Lindsay: Is there another woman in your life?
Flack: Put the gun down, Bobby.
Bobby Renton: I'm already facing life in prison, man. Killing a cop? What's that, double life? Hey, back up, man. Back up.
Flack: You don't want to do this, Bobby.
Bobby Renton: Yeah, I didn't want to testify, either... you remember that?
Bobby Renton: 28 years I lived in that neighbourhood and I managed to stay out of trouble. One conversation with you, and I get shipped off to Memphis. Can't even get a decent slice of pizza.
Flack: You saved lives, Bobby. You know that.
Bobby Renton: But I lost mine!
Bobby Renton: I've never even laid eyes on my own son. Protection? No, this might as well have been jail. This is what happens when you do what's right?
Flack: Yeah. Thieves get rich. Saints get shot. And God doesn't always answer your prayers.
Mac: You were MIA for a while there.
Flack: Yeah. I needed a little time to wrestle with the demons.
Mac: You okay?
Flack: Five years ago when Bobby flipped on those guys I got a big pat on the back, felt really good. It does not feel really good right now.
Mac: Well, it's tough asking a witness to testify, and especially in a case like that.
Flack: But we do more than ask. We're taught to persuade, right? Get the bad guy off the street, close the case. You get caught up in that, and it's easy to lose sight of the sacrifices that some people have to make.
Despite featured in the opening credits, Robert Joy does not appear in the episode.
JD Pardo, who plays Bobby Renton, also appears in the CSI: Miami episode Silencer.
Chris Warren Gilbert, who plays Officer #1, also appears in the CSI: Miami episode Delko For The Defense.
Get Some by Lykke Li (Lindsay runs tests on the gun to see if the wound tracks match up).
Only You And Me by My Genuine Find.
Here Without You by 3 Doors Down (Flack gets the suspect into the squad and drives him to see his family).
Neckbrace by Ratatat.
Original International Air Dates:
Canada: January 7, 2011 on CTV.
Norway: January 26, 2011 on TVNorge.
Turkey: March 14, 2011 on CNBC-e.
United Kingdom: March 19, 2011 on Five/Five HD.
Sweden: March 28, 2011 on Kanal 5.
Spain: May 10, 2011 on AXN.
Czech Republic: May 11, 2011 on AXN.
The Netherlands: June 20, 2011 on RTL 4.
Slovakia: November 15, 2011 on JOJ.
Germany: December 5, 2011 on Vox.
Finland: June 6, 2012 on MTV3.
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