Episode 17, Season 1
Title: Crime and Punishment

Written by: David Lindelof
Directed by: Allan Arkush
Original Air Date: 4 March 2002


Description:

The death of a suburban house-wife with a fetish for punishment, leads Jordan and her naive partner, Detective Woodrow Hoyt, to a local Internet company designed to fulfill even the darkest fantasies. Meanwhile, an emotionally drained Bug must visit the company shrink, Dr. Howard Stiles, to discuss an incident involving Garret and the autopsy of a battered, eight-year-old boy.  

Guest Stars:

Mark Henderson (Adam Kirish), Curtis Armstrong (), Jihmi Kenedy (Chester), John Walcutt (), Adria Tennor (Denise), Paul Perri (), Alex Nevil (), Stephanie Venditto (Linda Kirsh)
 

Random Facts:

Goofs:

Music:

Crazy Things, Diana Terranova
Vicious, Lou Reed
Sweet Jane, Cowboy Junkies
We're Gonna Have A Real Good, Velvet Underground
Venus in Furs, Velvet Underground & Nico

Quotes:

Jordan: Woody.
Woody: Doc. Stuck together again. Must be karma, huh?
Jordan: Either that or you keep telling dispatch to request me.

Garret: (upon hearing beeping where Nigel is working) Is something going to blow up?
Nigel: (innocent) Maybe.
Garret: Don’t. (leaves)
Nigel: Damn.

Jordan: What?
Nigel: Oh, nothing. I just realized how tragically boring my life is.

Nigel: Jordan's got a boyfriend.
Jordan: Oh, you want to pull on my pigtails too Nig? Cause I've got cheerleading practice.
Nigel: Come on. That sweet country innocence; those sparkling blue eyes...
Jordan: I would chew him up and spit him out!
Nigel: I that sounds like fun.
Jordan: Arrrrgh!

Garrett: I've been distracted...
Jordan: Does that distraction respond to the name of Maggie?

Jordan: (waking Woody at his office desk) Woody. Time for school.
Woody: Five more minutes, mama.
Jordan: Mama? I haven't heard that one in a while.

Woody: S-triple X-tc dot com. Gee, I was expecting something--
Jordan: Dirtier? Welcome to the new millennium Wood. White collar meets spiked collar.

Woody: Traditionally when you invite someone over for dinner, you're supposed to do the cooking.
Jordan: Fine. Then you come over here and write the bait to these two sickos.
Woody: Putting yourself out there to lure these guys from behind their computers. I don't know how you talked me into this.
Jordan: Because you failed to come up with a better plan.

Jordan: I think I'm starting to rub off on you farm boy.

Jordan: Thanks for dinner. Uh, and for letting me talk you into another hare-brained scheme.

Woody: I'm not going to put you in a situation where you are in danger.
Jordan: I can take care of myself, cowboy.

Woody: Was she always this way?
Max: Always.

Jordan: There is no why. People are sick, end of story. Sweep it under the rug. Move on.
Woody: Wouldn't it be great if you actually believed that?

Bug: You’re late.
Dr. Stiles: Sorry. I had to talk a jumper off a roof top.
Bug: Oh. How’d that go?
Dr. Stiles: Oh he’ll be arriving here shortly. Hope we have better luck with you doctor.

Woody: Okay. Assuming your right. How are we supposes to catch the right one?
Jordan: Why…red handed. Of course.

Woody: Naughty.
Jordan: What?
Woody: I’ve been so naughty I don’t deserve to live. It’s got a better ring to it.
Jordan: I think I’m starting to rub off on you farm boy.

Dr. Stiles: Well if you won’t talk about your dysfunctional romantic life perhaps we could have a word regarding Dr. Vij…
Garret: Bug.

Woody: Hot damn…(looks at Max) I…I mean you have a very lovely daughter Mr. Cavanaugh.
 

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