- Sameen Shaw: Well, you actually kinda looked like Frank. Let's see how Harold did with me.
- [Opens yearbook to a girl with crazy hair, glasses and braces]
- John Reese: Maybe Finch made a clerical error.
- Sameen Shaw: [Slams book shut] Betty Harris? I actually look like this to you, Harold?
- Harold Finch: Well, not to me. I implemented a facial-symmetry algorithm to find the closest match for both you and Mr. Reese. If you take away the spectacles and the braces, tame the permanent wave a bit, I do believe that you and Betty Harris look a great deal...
- John Reese: [Sees Shaw fuming] Harold, stop, right now.
- Matthew Reed: You look ten years younger than the rest of us. How do you handle stress?
- Sameen Shaw: Well, every once in a while, I shoot someone.
- Matthew Reed: Remind me never to make you angry.
- Sameen Shaw: Likewise. Torturing Doug so he could confess, then making his death look like a suicide? That's plain artistry. But, uh, killing's not the answer.
- Matthew Reed: "Killing's not the answer"? That's the best you can do?
- Sameen Shaw: I don't know. I've killed lots of people, but my friends keep telling me I'm wrong. But, look, just because I can live with myself afterwards doesn't mean you can.
- Sameen Shaw: Got the scoop on why all these women are so fond of you, Frank. You gave the brunette a promise ring, then slept with her best friend, the redhead, before having a fling with the blonde.
- John Reese: Well that's not too bad.
- Sameen Shaw: Whose mother you seduced.
- John Reese: Oh.
- Sameen Shaw: So Leona lives in DC.
- Harold Finch: She's in town to see a Broadway show.
- Sameen Shaw: Is that why you had us dress up, Harold? An evening at the theater?
- Harold Finch: If you keep an open mind, Miss Shaw, you might actually enjoy yourself.
- Sameen Shaw: What's the show?
- Harold Finch: [pause] Mamma Mia.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: Hey, I just got to the crime scene, and I'm not the only one. Feds decided to drop by too.
- John Reese: I'm sure you'll charm them, Lionel.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: I already tried. These suits aren't letting me within a mile of their investigation.
- Root: [Root appears] Augusta King, Federal Bureau of Investigation.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: Give me a break.
- Root: Lionel, you don't want to be uncooperative with a federal agent.
- John Reese: No sign of Matthew Reed.
- Sameen Shaw: Just bulky sweaters and beer guts.
- John Reese: She looks friendly. Let's ask her. Excuse me. Have you seen Mat -
- [Woman slaps him]
- John Reese: Was it something I said?
- John Reese: Well, Matthew's got at least one enemy.
- Sameen Shaw: [Another woman slaps Reese] And Frank's got two.
- Toke: Buddy! You haven't changed. It's like going back in a time machine.
- John Reese: And you look exactly the same as the day we met.
- Matthew Reed: [Being shot at] Who the hell are they?
- Sameen Shaw: Domestic terrorists sent to assassinate me and Frank. Sorry to ruin your your diabolical high school grudge-fest, but chances are none of us are gonna make it out of here alive.
- Sameen Shaw: [to "Phil"] Who sent you? Why are you here?
- Toke: What happened to Phil?
- Sameen Shaw: This was a domestic terrorist who ingested cyanide to avoid giving me information about his underground operation.
- Toke: Phil became a terrorist?
- Harold Finch: I'll be traveling to DC.
- John Reese: And we're not invited?
- Harold Finch: It's important that we not let Mr. Reed out of our sight. We can't risk losing another number. Detective Fusco has offered to accompany me.
- Sameen Shaw: This trip to Westchester, is this some kind of punishment?
- Detective Lionel Fusco: [Entering the library] Got the car all packed. AC/DC or Dixie Chicks?
- Harold Finch: [to Shaw and Reese] I believe I'm the one being punished.
- Alice: So there's drinks at the bowling alley tonight, and of course, the big shindig tomorrow. I hope you brought your dancing shoes. You do still swing dance, don't you?
- John Reese: I don't like to show off.
- Senator Ross Garrison: We have a problem.
- Control: My goons and their black bags could've quashed this problem long before it went public.
- Senator Ross Garrison: I don't have time for finger-pointing. The public is an ass hair away from learning their government is trolling through every inch of their private lives. Terminate the program.
- Control: I would sooner have *you* terminated than leave this country unprotected.
- Senator Ross Garrison: The country will be protected, just not by your machine.
- Control: And right now, you should be asking who's going to protect you.
- Sameen Shaw: Is it just me, or is it getting harder to tell these tourists apart?
- John Reese: Don't appreciate visitors, Shaw?
- Sameen Shaw: I don't appreciate their fanny packs.
- John Reese: Pretty handy for concealing a grenade.
- Jack Tanner: Betty Harris! I'm surprised I even recognized you.
- Sameen Shaw: Me too.
- [Looks at his name tag]
- Sameen Shaw: Jack. Jack Tanner.
- Jack Tanner: You probably don't recognize me in this uniform. They even gave me a gun. You wanna see?
- [Gets a look]
- Jack Tanner: Maybe later. Some people are gun-shy.
- Middle-Aged Man: Hey, room's occupied!
- Sameen Shaw: This is an emergency evacuation.
- Middle-Aged Man: What? Why?
- Sameen Shaw: ...Bed bugs. You're now in room 304.
- [a little while later there's a knock on Shaw's door]
- Sameen Shaw: Get your own room.
- John Reese: No vacancy. Something about a bed bug scare.
- John Reese: Toke. You seen anyone acting weird?
- Toke: Are you kidding? Everyone's exactly the same. Only fatter.
- Sameen Shaw: Whose turn is it to save this one?
- John Reese: Let's flip for it.
- [Takes out a coin]
- John Reese: Heads.
- Sameen Shaw: Guess it's your turn.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: Portable package X-ray? What are you, gonna inspect some pipe bombs?
- Harold Finch: Most modern safes come equipped with a lead shield. However, the government has been remiss in updating their equipment. By placing this device on the safe's door, I can see the safe's internal mechanisms while I turn the dial.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: Wait, now you wanna crack the safe?
- Harold Finch: Well, not just the safe, Detective. First, we have to break into the FBI's evidence lockup. Then we crack the safe.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: 'Cause nothing's ever easy with you, Finch.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: Good luck cracking that safe. Try not to give yourself cancer with your little X-ray machine.
- Peter Collier: You know, I've been studying you and your associates for some time. That's two ex-operatives, an NYPD detective.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: Sorry, partner. I had to surrender. They were gonna kill the guard.
- Harold Finch: If you harm Detective Fusco...
- Peter Collier: Please. We both know you're not a man of violence. You help people, people who are about to be in a lot of trouble - Kruger, Sloan, Claypool, Wainwright. You knew something bad was about to happen to them before it even happened. Now, the fact that that's possible proves something I've speculated. That the government has a secret surveillance system that spies on us every hour of every day.
- Harold Finch: I'm not part of the government.
- Peter Collier: But you are protecting the system. And I think whatever was in that safe is gonna give me more information about the secret system. The documents, please.
- Harold Finch: Mr. Collier, you may find this hard to believe, but I sympathize with your cause. Just not your methods. If you jeopardize this system, you'll be placing all of us at risk.
- Peter Collier: At risk? We're already at war - a 24-hour surveillance state with drone assassinations, renditions, cyber-warfare. It's turnkey tyranny, and we're being kept in the dark, which is ironic, since the system is called Northern Lights.