Lisbon: What's the goal here, anyway? So Braddock drinks stinky tea. People who are dying will try anything.
Jane: Well, the stuff that Braddock tried was working. Or so he thought.
Lisbon: What, you think that has something to do with his murder?
Jane: No idea, but if Braddock found the cure for cancer, I want in on it.
Lisbon: Good luck with that.