- Harold Finch: I suppose it's too much to hope she tased herself.
- John Reese: Knowing Shaw, it's possible. But if I had to guess, I'd say she's in trouble.
- John Reese: Peter Collier.
- Peter Collier: You seem to know my name. One of 'em. But I can't say the same about you.
- John Reese: I'm the guy you shot in the back, and I'm here to return the favor.
- Peter Collier: Well, before you do, perhaps you'd like to tell me how it is you manage to keep showing up at Vigilance operations.
- John Reese: I'm persistent.
- Peter Collier: "And energy and persistence conquer all things".
- John Reese: Benjamin Franklin. You guys got a thing for the American Revolution, don't you?
- Peter Collier: That's true. In fact, it may soon be time for another one.
- Harold Finch: There are more comfortable chairs, if you'd rather. Not to mention a padded bench, which doubles as quite a comfortable bed, albeit a small one.
- Root: And all within the proximity radius programmed into my lovely new ankle accessory. I found out the hard way what happens if I cross it.
- Harold Finch: Just making sure you have everything you need.
- Root: Well, there's no shortage of reading material. That's for sure, Harold.
- Harold Finch: Keeps the mind occupied.
- Root: You know damn well who's supposed to be occupying my mind.
- Harold Finch: I'm afraid that's out of the question.
- Root: I suppose that even if I managed to get access to a wireless device, the Faraday cage you've constructed in here would prevent me from communicating with her.
- Harold Finch: Your powers of deduction are as ever impeccable. And your choice of pronoun - illuminating.
- Root: You're going against The Machine's wishes by keeping me here, Harold. You're only gonna make her angry. Can you imagine what a being that powerful will do when she's angry?
- Harold Finch: How can you be so certain, Miss Groves, that The Machine does not wish you to be precisely where you are?
- Jason Greenfield: Hey, I saw somebody out there. Tim Sloan. Do you know why he's here? Is he okay?
- Root: Did you see a man heading his way? Tall, nice suit?
- Jason Greenfield: Yeah.
- Root: He'll be fine.
- Vigilance Shooter: Where's Greenfield? Why are you smiling at us?
- Root: I'm not smiling at you.
- [Behind them, Shaw shoots]
- Root: I knew you'd come back for me.
- Sameen Shaw: Mission accomplished?
- Root: Absolutely.
- Sameen Shaw: Good.
- [Shaw punches Root]
- Officer Mike Laskey: My name is Mikhail Lesnichy. There are 12 of us Russians on the force.
- Joss Carter: Huh. So HR is seeding the NYPD with cops they know will be loyal and cementing their deal with the Russian mob in the process. What about that money you got from Morozov?
- Officer Mike Laskey: HR's stockpiling it. I don't know what for, but whatever it is, they have millions.
- Joss Carter: Hmm. It gets worse than last night, you know.
- Officer Mike Laskey: What's worse than burying a friend?
- Transport Operative A: [On the phone] Pickup tomorrow, 0800. Have the package ready.
- [Call ends]
- Sameen Shaw: Okay, so what's the package?
- Root: I am.
- Root: Sorry about that.
- Sameen Shaw: Which part? The tasing, the drugging, or whatever this is?
- Root: I had to make sure you'd hear me out. She needs our help, and I figured you wouldn't come willingly.
- Sameen Shaw: She?
- Root: The machine's given me a mission, and step one is to team up with you.
- Sameen Shaw: I'll pass. Trust issues. Besides, the machine gives missions to Harold and the government - relevant, irrelevant. Why would it be talking to you?
- Root: Because now there's a third category.
- Harold Finch: Any progress in finding Ms. Shaw?
- John Reese: Her building doesn't have cameras, but the one across the street does.
- Harold Finch: And they agreed to let you see the footage?
- John Reese: After some convincing and a sleeper hold.
- Officer Mike Laskey: HR's protection payment.
- Joss Carter: Dirty money for dirty cops. Deliver it as usual. Then find out where it goes from there.
- Officer Mike Laskey: I can't do that.
- Joss Carter: Do you really wanna test me? 'Cause I've got a shiny new 1911 to back me up on that. What did Morozov say to you back there?
- Officer Mike Laskey: Beats me. I don't speak Russian.
- Joss Carter: That's funny 'cause it looked like you understood every word.
- Officer Mike Laskey: Look. Morozov's been running that deli since I was a kid. HR knows that and respects it. These payments are about loyalty.
- Joss Carter: Let me tell you something, Laskey. One day soon, you're gonna find out exactly what HR expects from you in return for that loyalty.
- Root: Jason Greenfield, I presume?
- Jason Greenfield: How do you know my name?
- Root: I know a lot about you, Jason. I know you hacked government sites for a fringe group of activists, got squeamish when the group turned violent, cut a deal with the feds in exchange for a new life, and got screwed over by them and stuck in here.
- Jason Greenfield: Who the hell are you?
- [Silence]
- Jason Greenfield: Answer me!
- Root: We're on a bit of a clock here, so let's dispense with the temper tantrum. To answer your question, I'm like you. FBI trojan horse of 2009, the null worm.
- Jason Greenfield: What, that was you? That thing infected over 7 million computers worldwide in less than a week. If you designed the worm, then you must be able to tell me how...
- Root: A self-executing attachment rewrites the OS to infect nearby bluetooth devices and spread wirelessly. That was a long time ago.
- John Reese: I'm in, Finch. Care to tell me where?
- Harold Finch: ? The apartment you're in belongs to Ms. Shaw. I promised to respect her boundaries, but for eight hours, our agreed-upon means of contact have gone unanswered.
- John Reese: So you tracked her down.
- Harold Finch: Ms. Shaw may be violent and uncommunicative, but she is never tardy. Something is amiss, and I need you to find out what.
- Timothy Sloan: Raymond Chandler. I grew up reading this stuff. I always dreamed about becoming a detective.
- Harold Finch: Did you try the police academy?
- Timothy Sloan: Turns out they're not crazy about hiring someone who can't shoot straight.
- Timothy Sloan: You check the fridge yet?
- Harold Finch: For a next of kin?
- Timothy Sloan: You'd be surprised what pops up behind moldy leftovers.
- Harold Finch: [Finch goes to the fridge] Nothing in here but old milk, an enormous quantity of something that used to be pasta, and - Oh, wait.
- [Finds a box of photos]
- Root: Things are evolving. And my relationship with the machine is a little different. As for trust issues, I'm happy to take the first step.
- [Cuts Shaw's bonds]
- Root: There's a gun for you in the glove compartment.
- Sameen Shaw: Thanks, but a knife will do just fine.
- [Takes the knife from Root and holds it against her]
- Sameen Shaw: This is the part where you give me one good reason why I should believe anything you say.
- Root: October 2, 1988. You took a road trip with your father to watch the Houston Oilers play the Philadelphia Eagles. He bought you a sweatshirt...
- Sameen Shaw: Don't talk about my father. It told you that?
- Root: The machine trusts me, even if you don't. You spent years working for the machine, and she was never wrong. If you don't help me, someone might destroy her, and innocent people will die.
- Sameen Shaw: So this mission we're on, what is it?
- Root: We'll find out soon enough. When you see this statue again, think impact.
- Sameen Shaw: The machine told you that?
- Root: I suppose I could be making it up.
- Sameen Shaw: And I suppose I could be kicking your ass.
- Sameen Shaw: You know the last time I used a blowtorch was to get intel from an uncooperative source. Now, you either tell me what we're here to do, or I walk.
- Root: Honestly? Most of the time, I'm told what to do a second before I have to do it. The big picture, that's hers. The only thing I know for sure is I need you.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: When's the last time you counted the money you got from Morozov?
- Officer Mike Laskey: Boss, I've known Morozov my entire life. He values HR.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Laskey. You're a rookie, so I'm gonna let you off with a lesson this time. You need to learn the difference between knowing someone and trusting them.
- [Gestures to a scared looking shop boy]
- Officer Patrick Simmons: See, this kid I can trust. Because he values HR? No. It's because he's scared of us. You got it?
- Officer Mike Laskey: Yeah. Thanks for the lesson, boss.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Oh, that ain't the lesson. Old man Morozov made the mistake of pulling a gun when I called him out as a thief.
- [Points to a car]
- Officer Patrick Simmons: There's a shovel in the backseat. 6 feet, kid. Don't skimp.
- Sameen Shaw: Hope the voice in your head knows what it's doing.
- [Gestures to her phone]
- Sameen Shaw: That's gotta go.
- Root: Sundown, Ottawa. Left, right, left, right, one, two, three.
- Sameen Shaw: You say the sweetest things.
- Peter Collier: So you're his brother. Jason said he had no family. What made you choose to look into him now?
- Timothy Sloan: None of your business.
- Peter Collier: You know what? That is right. We members of Vigilance value privacy, even if the government doesn't. However, when you started digging into Jason's life, you also dug into ours, our methods, our plans, which brings me to some rather bad news. We took a vote as to whether we could possibly let you live, and I'm afraid it didn't go your way. My options at this point are limited, but what I can offer you is a quick exchange of words followed by an even quicker death. I need to know exactly how much you know about our group and who you've told. Let's start with those two men I've seen you with. Who are they? Feds? NSA?
- Timothy Sloan: I don't know, okay? I don't know why they're helping me. I don't know why they care. All I know is Jason made a mistake falling in with you guys. And when he realized it and he tried to get out, you killed him for it.
- Peter Collier: Seems you've gotten ahead of things, Mr. Sloan. Jason Greenfield is very much alive.
- Timothy Sloan: You didn't kill him?
- Peter Collier: No. But we are about to. And you're gonna have a front-row seat.