- Lionel Fusco: How many countries you think there are in the UN? Like 50-something?
- Sameen Shaw: [sighs] 193. You know, you really should get out more. Learn something about other cultures.
- Lionel Fusco: What are you talking about? I just ate a falafel.
- Sameen Shaw: Yeah, and you got some on your tie.
- Lionel Fusco: [Looks down] Aww, that's the second tie this week.
- Lionel Fusco: All these fat-cat diplomats travel all over the world, eating on someone else's dime while they talk about feeding the poor.
- Sameen Shaw: Maybe you ought to consider applying for a passport.
- Lionel Fusco: I have a passport. My ex and I went to Saint Thomas for our honeymoon.
- Sameen Shaw: You mean the *US* Virgin Islands?
- Lionel Fusco: [Sitting in a car] Thanks for the sandwich. But why do you gotta drag me all the way up here, just to watch your girl snap a few memories?
- Sameen Shaw: When's the last time you saw a New Yorker from The Village take tourist photos at the UN?
- Lionel Fusco: Mm. That's a good point. If you're so smart, what do you need me for?
- [There's a knock on window]
- NYPD Patrolman: You can't park here! Security precaution.
- Lionel Fusco: [Flashes his badge] Yeah, I got one of those.
- Sameen Shaw: Way to make yourself useful, Lionel.
- Lionel Fusco: You know, I don't understand all the hoopla with the UN anyway. Bunch of silver-spoon bureaucrats, if you ask me. And don't even get me started with the extraterritorial privileges either.
- Sameen Shaw: Oh, I should've just stolen a badge.
- Ken Davis: I've secured the generators you were looking for. They shipped from Akcaabat Port last week. What are you trying to power? New York City?
- John Greer: Sorry to hear about your friend Sevon. But just as well. He worked for an antiquated institution. Hard to believe that Nation States still think they have any influence, even in cooperation.
- Ken Davis: Sevon got sloppy.
- John Greer: I can't afford such liabilities.
- Ken Davis: Then lucky for me I'm careful.
- John Greer: Indeed.
- [Greer's men black bag Davis]
- Legionnaire #3: Consider this payback for what you did to my friend.
- [Reese laughs]
- Legionnaire #3: What's so funny?
- John Reese: Second round is always more accurate than the first.
- Legionnaire #3: What second round? You're not even holding a gun.
- John Reese: I wasn't talking about me.
- [a smoke grenade comes through the window and hits the Legionnaire in the head]
- Sameen Shaw: This delivery of a mysterious package? Sounds like pre-operational tactics.
- Harold Finch: Tactics? Of what?
- Sameen Shaw: A terrorist cell.
- Harold Finch: If Maria were a relevant number, she would fall under the government's purview.
- Sameen Shaw: Maybe the machine got its wires crossed. Ever since it's had that cochlear cuckoo on speed dial...
- Harold Finch: I fail to see how its relationship with Ms. Groves has anything to do with this.
- John Reese: Baghdad for masguf.
- Sameen Shaw: Saddam knew his fish. I'll give you that. But shawarma?
- [Chuckles]
- Sameen Shaw: Beirut, hands down.
- Maria Martinez: Who the hell was that?
- Sameen Shaw: French Algerian. With a Maserin bolt knife. I'd say French Foreign Legion. You've made friends all over the world, Maria.
- Maria Martinez: Foreign Legion? Why would they wanna kill me?
- Sameen Shaw: I don't know. I don't speak French.
- Sameen Shaw: What's up with the Evel Knievel stunt?
- John Reese: They didn't teach you that in Marine jump school?
- Sameen Shaw: Only if a 5-cent piece of lead won't get you out the door.
- John Greer: Hello, Ms. Groves. I commend your tracking abilities. Sense of smell is often the most neglected of the five senses. And one which machines can't replicate. At least not yet.
- [Chuckles]
- John Greer: When I was a boy, we had a foxhound called...
- Root: Churchill.
- John Greer: Shall we cut to the chase?
- Root: You have some things that don't belong to you - two hard drives, a superconducting chip, and six generators. Which means, either your planning to bring Samaritan online or you're the world's most ambitious gamer.
- John Greer: Why waste time arguing about small battles, when we could be discussing the larger war? Perhaps you and I have more in common than you think.
- Root: I don't think so. I want the machine to be free. You want to control it.
- John Greer: I won't bore you with academic theories about competing civilizations. It's human nature to want to control the means to wealth, hmm? Whether it be salt or gold or oil.
- Root: Or information.
- John Greer: It *is* the new currency.
- Root: And if someone's gonna control it, it might as well be you?
- John Greer: Imagine what it would be like to merge, permanently. I could use someone with such capabilities.
- Root: And why would I do that?
- John Greer: Because I know what you know to be true, Ms. Groves, hmm? Everyone thinks you're crazy. But I don't. Because we understand what's coming. What's about to happen. Don't we?
- John Greer: And what makes you think you're in any position to negotiate?
- [Two of Greer's goons appear with guns]
- Root: Touche.
- John Greer: I never feel civilized negotiating from the end of a barrel. Either end. Shall we call this one a draw? Perhaps next time we meet you'll reconsider my offer.
- Lionel Fusco: [while looking down about 10 stories after Reese pushed and then landed on a bad guy landing on a car. The comment is about the bad guy after Reese gets up but the bad guy is not moving] Hope that guy has health insurance.