- Harold Finch: As before, Ms. Groves, Mr. Reese is upstairs with an unhealthy number of firearms. Please don't try to run.
- Root: Honestly, Harold, locking me up?
- Harold Finch: I admit that the accommodations are not ideal. But your confinement is for your own good.
- Root: Harold, your machine called me.
- Harold Finch: An event that I haven't fully reasoned out. But your unpredictability, your willingness to hurt others make you as dangerous as ever.
- Root: You can't fight the future.
- Harold Finch: [Ignores this] I'll bring you some new books.
- Root: I get it. You wonder why it won't talk to you like it talks to me. Don't be jealous, Harold. Mom still loves us both.
- Joss Carter: So, what's your story?
- John Reese: You first.
- Joss Carter: I'm following an HR lead. They wanna whack a Swedish antique dealer for screwing up their money laundering.
- John Reese: That's funny. I'm on a con man therapist who happens to have a Swedish antique dealer as a patient.
- Joss Carter: I'll pretend that makes sense.
- Sven Vanger: [after Finding out that Hayden was a fake] But he was such a good therapist.
- Lionel Fusco: Hey, Dragon Tattoo, he's also a con man who stole from you.
- Officer Mike Laskey: I stuck to the guy like glue. This is everyone Simmons met with.
- Joss Carter: Thanks, kid, you did all right. But you should know, it'll get harder out there. After these last few days, things are gonna heat up. So you need to be prepared.
- Officer Mike Laskey: When I got involved with HR, I thought it was about loyalty. I was wrong. It's about murder and greed.
- Detective Raymond Terney: [Interrupts] Well, ain't that cozy. I should've known she'd turn you, rookie. The first time I saw you, I knew you were weak. So let me tell you how the world works now, kid. We kill her or they kill us.
- [Pulls his gun]
- Joss Carter: That decision is gonna be your last, Terney.
- [She pulls her gun as well, a second too late - Terney shoots Laskey. Carter shoots him back]
- Joss Carter: No! Laskey?
- [he's gone, Carter moves to Terney with the stack of photos]
- Joss Carter: That much blood, and you'll be dead in a minute, maybe two. Make 'em count. Who do you and Simmons report to? Who calls the shots? Is the answer in these pictures, huh? Last chance, Terney! Be a cop!
- [Terney points to the photo of Alonzo Quinn]
- Harold Finch: During the therapy, I became attuned to the kind of questions that Hayden was asking. A color that's favorable to you - blue. The name of a childhood pet - Scout.
- John Reese: He was phishing; getting answers to your security questions.
- Harold Finch: My bank account was suddenly signed up for a recurring automatic donation to the nonprofit called "The American Cancer Coalition Fund".
- John Reese: I'd be willing the wager that Hayden's name is on that nonprofit.
- Harold Finch: So, unless he's moonlighting as a samaritan, I'd say we're dealing with a con artist and a very clever thief.
- Officer Mike Laskey: You were right, Carter. They would never let her go. Make it look good.
- Sameen Shaw: Remember, the aim shouldn't be to hurt him, just incapacitate him a little. Also, watch your knuckles. I've punched a lot of guys
- Joss Carter: [Punches out Laskey] So have I.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: I didn't wanna worry you. I'm cleanin' up this mess.
- Alonzo Quinn: You say The Swede bought the baseball?
- Officer Patrick Simmons: That's what the logs at the auction house said. But without him, it's gonna be a little tough to track him.
- Alonzo Quinn: That idiot bought a real autographed ball worth $4. 4 million, and we had a rookie kill him before we found out what he did with it? Maybe the rookie should be handling your end of things. At least he follows through.
- [Shakes his head]
- Alonzo Quinn: But you said there was a con man involved.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Yeah.
- Alonzo Quinn: Find him. Shake him till the damn ball falls out. And tell me you have at least one lead.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: When we tapped his phone, we found out about the con man's little girlfriend. It seems the guy's in love. He ain't going anywhere without her.
- Alonzo Quinn: Make it right, Simmons. I got two loves - my money and this city. Mess with either, I mess right back.
- Carl Elias: The antique dealer cycles the dirty Russian money into his own accounts and waits for instructions. Then he heads to the auction house, where he's told to bid on a certain high-priced item, an item auctioned off by a seller representing HR. The Swede bids the highest, and all of that dirty money is deposited into HR's coffers, squeaky clean and laundered, and ready for digital distribution.
- Joss Carter: But I don't get it. They haven't laundered the money. They've just bought an overpriced baseball.
- Carl Elias: All the items HR auctions off may have been appraised for millions of dollars, but they're really just fugazis, fakes, worthless junk.
- Joss Carter: So HR gets Russian money for nothing?
- Carl Elias: It's a perfect system, till someone on the outside knows about it.
- Officer Mike Laskey: Carter, I've been thinking. That antique dealer, I can't just kill someone. When I got involved with HR, I didn't think...
- Joss Carter: No, you didn't think. You just looked the other way.
- Officer Mike Laskey: I can't do that anymore. And you're the only person I've got on my side right now.
- Joss Carter: I'm not on your side. But I'm also not letting a homicide happen under my watch. So, tomorrow, you're calling in sick.
- Officer Mike Laskey: I am?
- Joss Carter: Yeah, see you just got a new job. Tomorrow, you're Simmons's shadow. Wherever he goes, you go. Whoever he meets with, you get pictures of. See, we just tapped into their piggy bank. Now I wanna know who's running the bank.
- Joss Carter: How'd you even get into this mess?
- Sven Vanger: Seven months ago, I got in trouble with the customs here in New York. A cop named Simmons came and said he could make the charges go away if I helped them launder cash for a few Russian associates of theirs. At first, it was just a few hundred thousand each month. Then it became more and more - *millions*! I got rid of the last cash today.
- Joss Carter: On lot 426?
- Sven Vanger: How did you know about that?
- Joss Carter: Hayden played you. He switched out your emails, and made you bid on the wrong item today.
- Sven Vanger: Then what did I purchase?
- Joss Carter: A real ball, signed by the real 1927 Yankees, really worth 4. 4 million.
- Lionel Fusco: That was a hell of a season.
- Lionel Fusco: So we're faking crime scenes now? A long way from your days back at the Eighth.
- Joss Carter: You might want to spread it out. Arterial sprays are erratic.
- Lionel Fusco: You wanna let me work? I'm going for a kind of a hollow-point special kind of motif.
- John Reese: How bad is it?
- Hayden Price: They'll kill her. These people, for this much money?
- John Reese: So what are you gonna do to stop them?
- Hayden Price: I'm scum. I get it. But Natalie... My ultimate con, my final trick was gonna be actually turning into the guy that she fell in love with. I'll give it all away to save her life.
- Harold Finch: I was just turning out the lights for the evening, Ms. Groves, and I remembered that I had promised to bring you some new reading material.
- Root: A peace offering, Harold? Is that what you've brought?
- Harold Finch: I really think if you could just see things my way, and not consider this...
- Root: Imprisonment? Is there any other way to consider it?
- Harold Finch: This truly is for your own good, Ms. Groves. I mean that when I say it. This synchronistic relationship that you've developed with the machine, it can't be... I worry about you.
- Root: You've misunderstood the situation. You shouldn't worry about me. I'm worried about you, Harold. You can't stop what's coming, and neither can I. But we have the opportunity to understand things when they finally change. The future is coming. You started it and I'll finish it.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Detective Terney, I can't help but notice you're not carrying a ball
- Detective Raymond Terney: The ball the con man brought was a fake. The guy with the suit showed up, rolled Laskey and our guys, and then got away with the con man and his girl.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Do you have any idea what's at stake here? You go find that screw-up Laskey and you scour this city until you find that ball!
- Detective Raymond Terney: Simmons, I'm not the rookie. Don't talk to me like one.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: If you don't find that ball, then it's gonna be a $4 million funeral for the both of you
- Lionel Fusco: Just heard from my source in HR, Simmons knows they get ripped off. All this baseball stuff, you should've called me in sooner. I'm kind of a Mets fan, though.
- Joss Carter: Somewhere in the city, your soda kid's walking around with a zillion-dollar baseball in his pocket.
- Lionel Fusco: With HR looking for the ball.
- Joss Carter: And the young man has no idea.
- Lionel Fusco: Let's hope he don't play catch.
- Hayden Price: we'll work on your anxiety and paranoia gradually. See, Mr. Wren, hypnosis is merely relaxation combined with imagery. You experience it every night as you drift asleep, focus on a book, or miss your exit on the FDR. Ready?
- Harold Finch: I think so, yes.
- Hayden Price: Then let's begin. Please pick up the tablet beside you, and choose an image that speaks to your emotion.
- Harold Finch: [Finds a picture of a flock of birds] Oh, this one.
- Hayden Price: I want you to close your eyes and form a mental picture of that image. Picture the birds, the field. Then one by one, picture them as they fly away. Focus on your breathing. One bird departs. And as each one goes, your relaxation increases and you continue to feel calmer and more at rest...
- John Reese: [In Finch's ear] For 200 bucks an hour, Finch, I hope you get more than an expensive nap.
- Sykes: I'm just so angry with her, I could kill her.
- Hayden Price: And those feelings will dissipate as you feel calmer, Mr. Sykes. Tell me about your mother. Speak her name, out loud - her full name.
- Hayden Price: Look. Someone just turned my office into Swiss cheese, and my girlfriend is waiting for me. If she goes back to my place or to my office...
- Harold Finch: I just spoke to Natalie a half an hour ago. I explained to her how I was your new assistant and I needed to stash her in a motel until you'd visit her. Slight lie. But nothing on a par with you, Hayden.