Patrick Jane:
There’s something I need to say.

Teresa Lisbon:
I don’t want to see you. Go away.

Patrick Jane:
You’re right. I have forgotten how to act like a normal human being. And I play games and I lie and I trick people to avoid the truth of how I feel. And the idea of letting anyone close to me is terrifying for obvious reasons, but the truth, Teresa, is that I can’t imagine waking up, knowing that I won’t see you. The truth is… I love you. Whew! You can’t imagine how good it feels to say that out loud, but it scares me… and it is the truth. It is the truth of what I feel.

Teresa Lisbon:
Jane, it’s too late.

Patrick Jane:
Maybe, and I understand, that’s OK. I needed to get to this, and you deserve to hear it.

U.S Air Marshall:
Put your hands in the air right now, do it!

Patrick Jane:
I love you, Teresa. And it makes me happy to be able to say that to you.

[to the plane passengers, as he is leaving]

Patrick Jane:
I love her. That woman in 12B… I love her. You take care of her!

Teresa Lisbon:
I’m sorry, that was embarrassing.

Passenger on Plane:
Oh, shush, honey. Every woman on this plane is green with envy.