- John Reese: Why don't you wait in the car?
- Detective Joss Carter: Why don't *you* wait in the car?
- John Reese: Give me three and a half minutes.
- Detective Joss Carter: Oh, please. There are at least ten guys in there.
- John Reese: Okay, four minutes.
- Harold Finch: What's Sofia doing?
- John Reese: Her seventh vodka shot.
- Harold Finch: Do you plan to intervene?
- John Reese: I'm here to protect, not discipline. Besides, it's not like she's dancing on the-
- [Turns around to see Sofia dancing on a table]
- John Reese: Finch, if this keeps up, the biggest threat to Sofia is gonna be me.
- Harold Finch: I see it's sleeping here now.
- John Reese: Bear is friendly, you'll like him.
- Harold Finch: Doesn't look like much of a conversationalist.
- John Reese: Oh, he's not. But if anyone ever messes with you, he'll eat them.
- Detective Joss Carter: Are you looking for John? I don't think you're gonna find him in the morgue.
- Mark Snow: Appreciate the advice, Detective, but I'm no longer looking for your friend. I was reassigned.
- Detective Joss Carter: [False concern] That's a shame.
- Mark Snow: It truly is.
- [He turns and walks away. He has a slight limp]
- Detective Joss Carter: You hurt your leg?
- Mark Snow: Old mistake. Comes back to haunt me now and then.
- John Reese: Finch, I think I found our threat, and they're not photographers.
- Harold Finch: How can you tell?
- John Reese: The gun was a pretty good hint.
- Detective Joss Carter: I got bored sitting in the car. And it took you longer than four minutes.
- John Reese: Well, this guy hit me over the head with a neon sign. Not very sportsmanlike. And none of them want to tell me where to find their pal Monty.
- Detective Joss Carter: Yeah, that's why you should ask them before you knock them out, John.
- Sofia Campos: Fine, but you must loosen that tie and do something about your hair.
- John Reese: What's wrong with my hair?
- Sofia Campos: It's trying too hard.
- Harold Finch: Something you'd like to say to me, Mr. Reese?
- John Reese: Just if you ever want...
- Harold Finch: No, I don't need to talk about it.
- John Reese: I was gonna say if you ever wanna grab a beer, let me know.
- Sofia Campos: You know, that night, Gabi didn't even want to come out. She came out because I said we had to. We just had to.
- John Reese: It's not your fault. You were at the wrong place at the wrong time.
- Sofia Campos: They're *all* the wrong places. I've been lost for so long. I thought maybe if I kept looking, I might find somewhere that made me feel happy. I never thought anyone would get hurt.
- John Reese: I've spent some time feeling lost.
- Sofia Campos: What changed?
- John Reese: Someone found me, told me I needed a purpose.
- Sofia Campos: Sounds like a good friend.
- John Reese: He is.
- Lionel Fusco: You know, you don't write. You don't call. I mean, I'm a big guy, but I am sensitive.
- Harold Finch: It's good to talk to you too, Detective. Is our friend safe?
- Lionel Fusco: A target-rich environment. Lots of people.
- Harold Finch: That's why I've accessed the museum's security cameras, and having seen the kitchen, I'd advise you to stay away from the shrimp puffs.
- [Fusco spits out the one he was eating]
- Lionel Fusco: Get out of the car!
- Monty Spencer: I'm just gonna find her again after I shoot you.
- [Fusco and Sofia move away]
- Monty Spencer: Are you kidding? Look at you. What do you think, you're gonna outrun me?
- Lionel Fusco: Let me mull that over a sec.
- [Carter and Reese's car smash into Monty's]
- Lionel Fusco: Yep, I'm pretty sure I can outrun ya.
- Hector Campos: Sofia's gone through half a dozen bodyguards this year, and no one can keep up with her.
- John Reese: Sofia's gone through half a dozen bodyguards this year, and no one can keep up with her.
- Hector Campos: They are Brazilian, susceptible to political bribery, spying, feeding gossip to the press. I want to be clear, Mr. Randall. My daughter is the light of my life, but she's also... impossible.
- John Reese: I've handled some difficult assignments.
- Hector Campos: I can see that. Guarding convoys in Iraq, K and R work in Yemen. Eh, but you haven't met my daughter.
- Sofia Campos: Heel. Now, stay. If you follow me around like a puppy, I'll treat you like one.
- [Enters a store]
- Bodyguard: Spoiled bitch.
- [Follows after her]
- John Reese: [Watching] Sofia's bodyguard didn't clear the store before she went inside.
- Harold Finch: He may be part of the problem.
- Harold Finch: Or just inept, but the way Sofia treats people, it's no stretch to believe that someone wants her dead.
- Harold Finch: The consulate conducted a background check on your credentials that was, strenuous.
- John Reese: Let me guess. You had to buy another security company?
- Harold Finch: And a credit bureau.
- Detective Joss Carter: Okay, Fusco, what's up with you and your box?
- Lionel Fusco: I found it in that government lady Corwin's hotel room.
- Detective Joss Carter: And here I thought all the evidence in her case disappeared.
- [Points to a device]
- Detective Joss Carter: What is that?
- Lionel Fusco: It looks like one of those gadgets the vet used on my kid's labrador, you know, one of those microchip readers?
- Detective Joss Carter: Why would Corwin keep something like that in her hotel room?
- Lionel Fusco: As far as I'm concerned, the only reason we got involved in this was to get four eyes back, and he's back. Why keep digging?
- Detective Joss Carter: [Rolls her eyes at him] 'Cause we're detectives.
- Lionel Fusco: Well, the one thing I learned along the way is to know when not to ask questions.
- Detective Joss Carter: You want me to take that off your hands, Detective?
- Lionel Fusco: Trust me on this. Whatever level these guys are playing at, we're not there.
- Mark Snow: Corwin's dead.
- Kara Stanton: Not sure you're the best judge of that, Mark. I mean, you thought I was dead too.
- Mark Snow: [Drops a picture of Corwin in the morgue] Always been a bit of an optimist. You wanna know who told her to send you and your pal Reese to China, you'll have to ask her really loudly.
- Kara Stanton: Shame. Guess you'll have to run a few more errands for me.
- [She opens his shirt, there's a bomb strapped to him]
- Mark Snow: I gotta tell ya, our line of work, you meet a lot of disturbed people, but you, Kara? You were always in a class all by yourself.
- Kara Stanton: [Resets the bomb's code] Be careful. Wouldn't wanna hurt my feelings. I might forget you down here.