- Arthur Claypool: Your machine - is it wonderful?
- Harold Finch: Wonderful? Yes... and terrible. We saved good people and lost good people. In the end, I'm afraid we've only given the deck a shuffle.
- Arthur Claypool: Everything slides toward chaos. Your creation, it brings us poor souls a cupful of order. Your child is a dancing star.
- Harold Finch: It's not my child, it's a machine.
- Arthur Claypool: A false dichotomy. It's all electricity. Does it make you laugh? Does it make you weep?
- Harold Finch: Yes.
- Arthur Claypool: What's more human?
- Harold Finch: This plan feels rather reckless.
- Sameen Shaw: There's a time for a scalpel and a time for a hammer. It's hammer time.
- Harold Finch: Ms. Shaw, what's your situation?
- Sameen Shaw: Rock and a hard place. I'd take out Vigilance, but they're the only ones keeping Hersh out. I can probably handle an ISA tac team by myself, but no guarantees.
- Harold Finch: We need an escape route, but you have to be careful. I urge you to consider what Mr. Reese would do.
- Sameen Shaw: Brood.
- Harold Finch: As you've said, you're a hammer. Mr. Reese is a scalpel. This requires a bit more finesse.
- Sameen Shaw: Well, I've got finesse coming out of my ass, Harold.
- Arthur Claypool: Your machine - is it wonderful?
- Harold Finch: Wonderful... yes, and terrible. We saved good people and lost good people. In the end, I'm afraid we've only given the deck a shuffle.
- Harold Finch: Arthur, I need you to consider what may happen when that door opens, how Samaritan could be abused. End this. Destroy the drives.
- Arthur Claypool: No. This is life... or as close as we mortals come to saying, "Let there be light."
- Harold Finch: It is extraordinary, and it is beautiful. So are mushroom clouds, in their own ways. 155 Manhattan project scientists sent a petition to President Truman begging him not to use the bomb, but they had created a demon too great to resist.
- Arthur Claypool: Harold, this is knowledge. It's what we fought for. It'll just all be lost.
- Harold Finch: No, your knowledge will not be lost. Nathan and I used your ideas. We built it.
- Arthur Claypool: I was right. There was another project. It was you.
- Diane Claypool: In the 1960s, the government experimented with various substances to enhance interrogations. A barbiturate in one arm to knock you out, an amphetamine in the other - a roller coaster of sorts. You can only take so many rounds of it before your heart explodes. Shall we begin? Where is it?
- Root: It is beyond your reach. You think you're in charge? It's adorable just how wrong you are.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: How about we just figure a way to get out of here and go home?
- John Reese: Home? What home, Lionel?
- Detective Lionel Fusco: You know, I mean, you've never actually invited me over, but home - meaning our friends and that thing we were doing.
- John Reese: What is it we were doing again?
- Detective Lionel Fusco: Helping people, keeping 'em safe so they could get home to their loved ones.
- John Reese: No offense, Lionel. I know the whole "being a good guy" thing is new to you, but you're not fooling anyone, and neither will we. We weren't helping people. We were delaying the inevitable.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: No one ever said we were gonna win, but it doesn't mean you stop fighting.
- John Reese: No. I've learned my lesson. It's entropy, Lionel, decay. We save someone, they'll still lose, just tomorrow, not today. And I know that now, same as I know you'll probably go back to be a corrupt piece of garbage. Water finds its level.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: [Angry] You know what? She was the best of us - better than me and a damn sight better than you. And she got killed. But where I come from, that doesn't mean you just give up.
- Harold Finch: Welcome home.
- John Reese: I can't stay. I came back to protect you. You're someone the world can't afford to lose. But I lost a friend because of your machine. We trusted blindly, but I'm not so sure he cares who matters and who doesn't.
- Young Harold Finch: I'm making something that'll help you.
- Finch's Father: You're still working on that memory thing.
- Young Harold Finch: Not just memory. It's more of a friend. Maybe one day, this guy will watch over you, learn from you protect you.
- Finch's Father: Well, if anyone can do it, it's you. The world spins on dreamers like you, Harold.
- Arthur Claypool: The government wanted an open system.
- Harold Finch: That the NSA could control targeting individuals at whim? But it's broken. So there's no reason to be scared.
- Arthur Claypool: No. Harold... meet Samaritan.
- [Opens his box, take out the drives, and sighs]
- Arthur Claypool: AI - You always said it was impossible, and you were always right about everything.
- Harold Finch: There's something else.
- [Takes out a slip of paper and reads]
- Harold Finch: "The world breaks everyone, and afterward many are strong at the broken places".
- Arthur Claypool: That's my handwriting.
- Harold Finch: It's dated February 24, 2005. What does it mean?
- Arthur Claypool: I haven't the foggiest, but look at my penmanship. It's exquisite.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: They got to let us out of here soon. They're just keeping us in here for a laugh at this point.
- John Reese: Nothing wrong with jail. Some of the best vacations I've ever had were behind bars.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: You're a peach, you know that?
- Diane Claypool: I believe our interests are aligned. The government can help you escape. Our department can protect you from Harold and his friend in the suit. You have been running missions for them, correct?
- Root: I'm more of an independent contractor.
- Diane Claypool: Is that why they committed you to an asylum - to keep you contained?
- Root: Seems everybody wants to lock me up.
- Diane Claypool: What I saw in the hotel confirms something that I have long suspected. You have administrative access. You have found a way inside the machine. I want you to give me that access, for the sake of your country, and perhaps for other payment.
- Root: It'd be like giving a five-year-old keys to a jet - irresponsible and stupid.
- Diane Claypool: Well, that's a shame. I was really hoping to do this the easy way.
- Diane Claypool: We have your friends surrounded. So, if you try anything, I will have them all killed. And then I will take the ear you have left and then your eyes and then your tongue. Do you understand?
- Root: You're too late. The machine's already talking. You're too old, older than 40. You can't hear a sound above 15 kilohertz. But I can... with the ear I've got left. My friend's been beeping morse code at that frequency since you brought your phone in here. She's been talking to me the whole time, telling me about you. You're scared of me, even with all these guards watching. By the way, that one has a bum knee. You're so scared of me that you hid a knife in your pocket. I couldn't reach it till you got close enough to cut me.
- [Removes her bonds, shows the knife]
- Root: You still have a scalpel. I'd call that a fair fight.
- Root: Your guards were no match for her.
- Diane Claypool: I'm not gonna tell you anything.
- Root: You're not talking to me.
- [Into her ear piece]
- Root: Hi, there. What do you want me to tell this bitch?
- [as the Machine]
- Root: Why have you done this?
- Diane Claypool: The machine belongs to me.
- Root: No. I don't belong to anyone anymore. You, however, are mine. I protect you. The only thing you love lives at 254 Wendell Street, Cambridge, Massachusetts. I guard it same as I guard you. Do not question my judgment. Do not pursue me or my agents. Trust in me. I am always watching.
- Diane Claypool: What do you want?
- Root: To save you.
- Diane Claypool: From what? Save me from what?
- Root: [Back to herself] Isn't she the best?
- Arthur Claypool: I'm glad you built it, Harold. Somebody would have eventually. For all our sakes, I'm glad it was you.
- Root: [on the phone] I'm sorry I left without saying good-bye. Tell Shaw I was touched she came to look for me.
- Harold Finch: Where are you, Ms. Groves?
- Root: I wish you'd listened. We were supposed to help Claypool together. Then the drives would've never fallen into the wrong hands.
- Harold Finch: Arthur destroyed the drives.
- Root: Are you sure? The bank manager, Karen Wallace?
- Harold Finch: We lost track of her in the explosion.
- Root: No, Harold, they found her body stuffed in a closet. She was murdered just before you arrived.
- Harold Finch: Who was in the vault with us, then?
- Root: That's my problem now.
- Sameen Shaw: Why does Control want the drives to a broken program?
- Harold Finch: The program's only broken until somebody smart fixes it.
- Bank Manager: Your safe deposit box is just over here, Mr. Smoot.
- Sameen Shaw: [to Harold] Who the hell is Rudiger Smoot?
- Harold Finch: It was a dare. Arthur said I couldn't create a false identity sound enough to open a bank account. The added challenge was the obviously fake name - Rudiger Smoot.
- Diane Claypool: Tell me, where is the machine? How do you access it? All you need to do is give me your username and password. All of this could stop.
- [Root laughs]
- Diane Claypool: Did I say something funny?
- Root: You're asking all the wrong questions. I *am* the interface. If you want to talk to her... just give me a phone.
- Arthur Claypool: Harold. I did it. I solved it before they shut me down. Harold, Samaritan is alive.
- Harold Finch: ...Alive? It's not alive, Arthur.
- Arthur Claypool: The project broke me, but humans are broken from the moment of conception. Mutations, defects - it's all so wonderful. The chance of disaster. We fail, we learn, we fail. My program was too perfect.
- Harold Finch: You're talking about evolutionary algorithms, genetic programming
- Arthur Claypool: That day, Harold, I broke it. I forced it to delete bits of itself - its code, its blood - and then reboot. Rebirth Flailing in the dark. A loop, ten times a second, and after ten hours, Harold, 360,000 mutations, it would live or die trying, and it lived. It sparked. It stirred. For 30 seconds, it smiled... and then died.
- Harold Finch: And the next day the government shut you down. That's why you saved it.
- Arthur Claypool: Protecting my child.
- Harold Finch: These people outside - if they get your Samaritan, they will hurt it, imprison it, enslave it, and use it to enslave others. Is that the life that you would wish for your child?
- Arthur Claypool: [Looks at the drives] Good-bye. I'll remember you.
- [Smashes them]
- Bank Manager: I was able to swap out the drives. Various interested parties think they were destroyed.
- John Greer: Excellent work. Did you examine the drives' contents or tell anyone about them?
- Bank Manager: Absolutely not.
- John Greer: Thank you for your service. You have earned my highest esteem.
- [Shoots her, takes the drives]
- John Greer: My Samaritan you are destined for great things.
- Hersh: This doesn't have to escalate. Everyone can walk out alive.
- Peter Collier: Come on, no need to play games. We both know I'm not a bank robber and you're not a hostage negotiator.
- Hersh: ...If you evacuate in the next 60 seconds, we'll let you live. If not, your organization ceases to exist. No records, no funerals.
- Peter Collier: You have no intention of letting us leave, but I'm glad we talked. My sources tell me the drives hold intel about a worldwide surveillance system, but judging from your concern, I'm guessing it's something even more explosive than that; something worth dying for. We will expose the abuses our government has perpetrated. Good-bye, Agent.
- Diane Claypool: How lucky are we, Agent Hersh? I thought I was getting Arthur's broken toy, Samaritan, but you, Harold... I know who you are, what you've done for us, but since you stole my device, I've been worried its intel might dry up.
- Harold Finch: That's why you've done these terrible things to Arthur, obliterated his wife's identity, stolen her life all for a contingency, a plan B?
- Diane Claypool: But now you're here. A plan B might not be necessary. You can tell me where you hid my program.
- Harold Finch: I don't know. It moved itself. It doesn't answer to me anymore.
- Harold Finch: Arthur, what Control said - now, I need you to think very hard - was it true? Did you make a backup?
- Sameen Shaw: Save it, Harold. He's closed for business.
- Arthur Claypool: Of course I made a backup. It's just that that woman seemed quite dangerous, so I played the tumor card. It was a ruse, remembering to forget.
- Sameen Shaw: [smiles] You're growing on me, Arthur.
- Arthur Claypool: Who are you?
- Diane Claypool: How do you use the machine?
- Root: I don't. She uses me.
- Diane Claypool: You view the machine as your superior?
- Root: No... Much more. My power, my reason for existing, my friend. The machine looks out for me.
- Diane Claypool: I believe you. I believe you have a link to the machine, anthropomorphic delusions aside. You say you're an interface? Your eyes and your ears are your ports, input and output? We can put a stop to that.
- Peter Collier: You know, since we first crossed paths, I've tried to find information about you, but there is none.
- Harold Finch: I'm quite private.
- Peter Collier: As am I. I think we have a lot in common. I'd like to work together, make a deal. You don't have to die.
- Harold Finch: [Quotes] Civil liberties cannot be forged in blood.
- Peter Collier: Violent revolt is an American value. Do you know the man you're protecting? We believe he's building a secret system, a system the government plans to put in place to spy on all of us. Now, he must be held accountable. And the world needs to know about this program. Either let us in, or we will blow the vault wide open.