Burn Notice (TV Series)
Out of the Fire (2010)
Tim Matheson: Larry Sizemore
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Quotes
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Larry Sizemore : [while prepping his gun with a sliencer] Well, I think we start with some ass-kicking and then some name-taking. I think we hit the fire alarm, slip past the metal detectors in the confusion, grab a guard to get into the computer room, and then, boom, one body to dump.
Michael Westen : That's one more than we need. We can do this without guns.
Larry Sizemore : What in the hell happened to you?
Michael Westen : My way's fun, too.
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Larry Sizemore : [referring to Brennan, smiling] That guy... he's kind of a dick.
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Brennen : Oh, God, uh, one more final little detail: I I brought in someone special to help you with the killing and me with the keeping you in line. He's a big fan of yours. Uh, may I present...
[Brennen gestures someone to approach. Mike and Sam turn around in their chairs to see...]
Larry Sizemore : Hey, kid!
["Larry" / "Michaels' biggest fan" - "The spy with nine lives"]
Larry Sizemore : Ohh. And I was hopin' for a smile.
Larry Sizemore : [laughs]
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Larry Sizemore : [laughing] Oh, my! What is *that*?
Sam Axe : This is rebar, Larry, see, 'cause I'm going to wipe that 5000-Watt smile...
[Larry pulls out a knife]
Sam Axe : off your face!
Michael Westen : Come on, Sam, what are you...
[they tussle, Sam pins Michael against the door with the rebar across the throat]
Michael Westen : Sam, what the hell are you doing?
Sam Axe : [quietly] We got to get to Brennan. Can you get Larry's cellphone number?
Michael Westen : [quietly] Yeah.
[Michael gets unpinned, takes the rebar from Sam and tosses it aside]
Larry Sizemore : [laughs] What the hell do you let this wet rag hang around for? I mean, he's just holding you back.
Sam Axe : You know what? You two deserve each other.
Sam Axe : [opens door] Good luck with your murder spree, Mike.
[Larry waves "Bye!" with his knife as Sam slams the door shut as he leaves]
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Larry Sizemore : [to Michael] Jesus, every time I come back here, there is *less* of you in there. You're bottling up all your darkness, a-all the *rage*, all the good stuff that *makes* you who you are! That son of a bitch - he helped *burn* you. He deserved to *die*! Are you gonna *tell* me different? Huh? There it is. There's the look. They took your life away. I know what you want to do. Give yourself permission!
Michael Westen : What makes you think I won't start with you?
Larry Sizemore : Because you're lost. And because I am the way back, and deep down... you know that.
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Michael Westen : [as a red laser dot appears on Larry's head and moves down to his chest] Oh, you got something on your... I mean, it's - now it's... you - you got something there.
Larry Sizemore : [Larry's cellphone rings. He answers] Who is this?
Sam Axe : [with sniper rifle] Hello, larry. It's your favorite wet rag, Sam Axe, calling.
Larry Sizemore : [referencing laser] Ah, Sam. Sam. Is this you, too?
Sam Axe : It is. Now put me on speakerphone, jerk.
Larry Sizemore : I'm sorry. I don't take orders from pathetic, old...
[Sam fires, taking out a window, the bullet flying between Larry and Michael]
Sam Axe : The next one makes you dead... and me smile. And I want to smile, Larry. I really, *really* want to smile.
[Larry switches to speakerphone]
Sam Axe : Okay, so here's what's gonna happen. Mike's gonna walk out of that room right now, and you're gonna sit there like a good little boy and wait for the cops. Otherwise you're gonna join Brennen in the afterlife. Believe that, Larry.
Michael Westen : I wish I could say it's been fun, Larry.
Larry Sizemore : No. You move, I shoot you right in the head.
Michael Westen : Come on, Larry. You and I both know you're not gonna shoot me.
Larry Sizemore : Try me. You won't reach the door.
Michael Westen : Yes, I will. I'm gonna walk right out that door.
[starts walking out]
Larry Sizemore : I'll do it, Michael. I'll do it. And you know why? I can't stand watching you *waste* who you are... what you have inside... what *we* could have *been*!
Michael Westen : [stops, looks back] You're not gonna do it, Larry. Because if you shoot me, Sam will kill you where you stand. And while I'd give my life for something I believe in, there's not a thing in this world that you'd die for. And you want to know the difference between you and me? I really do know you; you only *think* you know me.
Larry Sizemore : [cocks gun]
[Michael walks out as sirens wail]
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Larry Sizemore : [laughing, turns to Michael Westen after Brennen just left] That guy... he's kind of a dick.