Person of Interest (TV Series)

Bad Code (2012)

Michael Emerson: Harold Finch

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• Root : [after John tracks them down]  How did he find us?

  Harold Finch : Because you're wrong. He proves you're wrong. Not all humans are bad code.

• Harold Finch : [Reese has rescued Finch from Root]  I really didn't intend for you to come find me, Mr. Reese. There are other people that need your help.

  John Reese : Well, you've saved my life once or twice, Harold. Seemed only fair I return the favor.

• Root : But, you must see I'm on your side.

  Harold Finch : I'm not on any side.

  Root : You know what I mean. I am the best friend, the best support, the best partner you will ever have. And definitely the most fun.

• John Reese : Harold, meet Bear. Unfortunately, my apartment has a strict policy regarding dogs.

  Harold Finch : [Bear presents a chewed up novel]  I have a strict policy regarding rare first editions. Namely, don't eat them.

  [Looks at the book] 

  Harold Finch : Asimov. He has expensive taste. I'm sure we'll get along.

• Harold Finch : [Root has Weeks strung up with a hood over his head]  Can you please make this stop?

  Root : Another hour in that hood, and he'll believe anything I say. Amazing how easily the human brain can be manipulated.

  [Goes to Weeks, removes the hood] 

  Root : But you know that, don't you, Denton?

  [Root holds up a sheet of paper] 

  Root : A top-secret DOD memo authorizing enhanced interrogation techniques, including "Palestinian hanging," which you are currently enjoying. Whose signature is at the end? Why, it's yours.

  Denton Weeks : Please water.

  Root : [Mockingly checks the document]  Sorry, not allowed. Unless you tell me what I want to know.

  Denton Weeks : Lady, I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm a White House lawyer. I sign documents. I don't read 'em. Please, for the love of God, let me down.

  Root : If you tell me where the machine is.

  Denton Weeks : What machine?

  Root : [Points at Harold]  The machine he built. The machine Nathan Ingram sold you for one US dollar. You know where it is!

  Denton Weeks : I don't know anything! I swear!

  Root : [Looks at Harold as she puts the hood back on Weeks]  Really, Harold, why do men always seek to delay the inevitable?

• Root : Oh, Harold, generous to a fault. Always letting someone else take credit for your work. I'd recognize your code anywhere. It's so elegant.

  Harold Finch : Then let it be.

  Root : I told you, I don't want to control your machine.

  Harold Finch : Then why are we here?

  Root : We're here to observe another kind of code. The bad code.

  Harold Finch : Clearly, we differ in our views of humanity.

  Root : Do we? Then why are you; the father of a seismic shift in intelligence; forced to live in fear and anonymity?

  Harold Finch : You don't know anything about me.

  Root : Oh, but I do, Harold. You're the man who sold the world. Just to the wrong people. I will get access to the machine, Harold. And either you can show me how to do that, or...

  [Goes over to another man she has prisoner] 

  Root : This sad specimen will. Denton Weeks: the man you sold the machine to. One of you will walk out of here onto the next stage of our adventure. I do hope it's you, Harold.

• Denton Weeks : I know you're reluctant to trust me - you don't know me...

  Harold Finch : Oh, I do know who you are, Mr. Weeks. You tried to hack the machine.

  Denton Weeks : I certainly tried. It was my job. I had to test its limits, see if it was safe. But in all of our crisis scenarios, we never envisioned this. That someone would get to one of us.

• Denton Weeks : So Ingram's little IT guy. We always suspected the idiot in the tux couldn't have done it on his own.

  Harold Finch : What do you want?

  Denton Weeks : I want to know what you know.

• Harold Finch : What happened to you?

  Root : Me? You think I was damaged? Some childhood trauma? That is so sweet.