Jane: Memory is unreliable because the untrained brain has a crappy filing system. It takes everything that happens to you and throws it all whilly-nilly into a big, dark closet. When you go in there looking for something all you can find are the big obvious things, like when your mom died or stuff you don't really need. Stuff that you're not looking for, like the words to Copacabana. You can't find what you need, but don't panic because it is still there.

Jane: Really, I'm impressed. You played me like a fish and you lied to me.
Lisbon: I kind of did, didn't I?
Jane: I'm glad to see you're learning a few things. Of course, now I shall have my revenge.

Jane: This impact label was marking his shots. And in this particular case the 'X' doesn't mark the spot. His shots were are more to the front of the club.
Lisbon: What does that mean?
Jane: Well it means he was...
La Roche interrupts

Jane: Was it worth it?
Max Winter: Was what worth it?
Jane: The man that killed your wife no longer exists. The time you took pursuing him, the pain, the sacrifice, was it worth it?
Max Winter: Yes, it was.
Jane: Thank you.

Jane: Why are you telling me all of this?
Timothy Carter: Well, I think we have a connection that needs to be honored. I want to say goodbye. I want to apologize for any pain I might have caused you, and I want to release you from this curse you're been under.
Jane: I'm not under a curse.
Carter: Doomed to an endless angry search for vengeance you will never have? I would call that a curse, don't you?
Jane: I look at it as more of a hobby, and I will have that vengeance.
Carter: Vengeance? On what? Look at me. I'm just a regular guy. You thought I'd have horns, huh? Right? I'm not a monster. I'm not the devil. I'm just another human being with flaws, and vices and problems just like anybody else. Forget about me. I'm not worth ruining your life.
Jane: Wherever you go, you delusional freak, I will find you and I will kill you, and then, then I will forget about you.
Season 4

Jane: Why does horse manure smell so good?
Lisbon: It doesn't.

Jane: You just put your hand on me.
Drew Yost: No. I mean, yes, but --
Jane: Yes. Don't ever do that again.
Yost: Or else what?
Jane: [leans in close] You ever smell a dead mouse? Remember that smell?
Yost: Yes.
Jane: Well, I just now put a dead mouse in your jacket pocket, and no matter how many times you clean that jacket you will always smell that dead mouse, and you will remember that you should never have put your hand on me.
Yost: [feels jacket pocket and immediately removes the jacket] You son of a bitch.
Jane: It's actually just a wadded up napkin, but it has the same psychological effect. The human mind is funny that way.

La Roche: Slicing them, coming across the face. Happens when you're feeling stressed. Lisbon may I speak with you?
Lisbon smiles.

LaRoche: [answers the door] Jane.
Jane: LaRoche, you have a house and a fluffy white dog. Are those Hummel figurines?
LaRoche: Yeah. You find that amusing?
Jane: I just didn't picture you living in an actual house.
LaRoche: Where did you think I live?
Jane: In a burrow on a riverbank or something like that.

LaRoche: You're a fascinating man, Patrick. Who knows what you might have achieved in this world, were you not quite so damaged.

Lisbon: [activates an automatic dancing toy Santa] I can't believe people buy this crap.
Jane: I sense a Christmas speech coming on.
Lisbon: No, I just think people can celebrate a holy day without lying to children about a magical fat guy with a sack full of toys.
Jane: So you took the whole Santa revelation badly, huh?
Lisbon: It crushed my heart like a cigarette.
Jane: That explains why you're still looking for magic in your life.

Lisbon: [kicks the couch] Wake up. Newsome Kirk posted bail. He's going to be gone in an hour.
Jane: Just in time for the 6:10 to Alpha Centauri.
Lisbon: He was right about Harley's psychiatrist. She did propose a book, but she withdrew it, so she had motive.
Jane: Kind of.
Lisbon: Who do you think did it?
Jane: Jabba the Hutt.
Lisbon: Seriously.
Jane: Ming the Merciless.
Lisbon: Okay.
Jane: ALF?
Lisbon: When the aliens do come, I hope they eat you.

Lisbon: [knocks] Jane! It's me.
Jane: [opens a side door, surprising Lisbon] Hey, Lisbon. Excellent work finding us.
Lisbon: I am very unhappy with you. Is he in there?
Jane: Yep.
Lisbon: Bring him out. No funny business or I will shoot to kill.
Jane: You're very persuasive. We'll be right out.

Lisbon: Dr. Steiner.
Dr. Steiner: Agent Lisbon. It's not as bad as it looks.
Lisbon: Go get yourself checked out and then come talk to us.
Dr. Steiner: Jane, was this you? Another trick?
Lisbon: Jane had nothing to do with this. Nothing at all. You didn't, did you?
Jane: Of course not.
Lisbon: You swear on your life?
Jane: On your life, even.

Lisbon: Examples where revenge worked splendidly. Nice.
Jane: I was just teasing. A little hypocritical to lecture him on revenge, don't you think?
Lisbon: How's that?
Jane: Uh, all these years you've been helping me seek revenge?
Lisbon: Well that's different.
Jane: How's that?
Lisbon: I'm in control of the situation.
Jane: Oh, really.