- John Reese: I'm proud of you, Finch. You've really gotten comfortable with your breaking and entering duties.
- Harold Finch: Thank you for appreciating my descent into deviant behavior.
- John Reese: You know, Lionel, next time you have a date, don't be so melodramatic. I thought you might be up to something.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: Yeah, it's called a personal life. After taking a bullet in the ass and saving yours more than once, you think I've earned just a little privacy?
- John Reese: No.
- Detective Joss Carter: Uh, what are you doing?
- John Reese: Sometimes you need to break a few eggs to save lives.
- Detective Joss Carter: Yeah, pretty sure that's not the saying.
- John Reese: How can two people go from loving one another, to wanting each other dead?
- Detective Joss Carter: Love is one thing. Being married? Whole different animal. Those vows change everything.
- John Reese: Which one? 'Til death do us part?
- Detective Joss Carter: [laughs] Something like that. One day you're married to your soul mate, then you watch them turn into someone else. Sometimes you're so in love with who a person was, you can't bring yourself to love who they've become.
- Sabrina Drake: Where's your backup? Shouldn't there be backup?
- Detective Lionel Fusco: Uh...
- [Reese and Carter pullup]
- Detective Lionel Fusco: here they are now.
- Sabrina Drake: [to John] You don't look like a police officer.
- John Reese: Thank you.
- Harold Finch: Your friend's wedding was yesterday. I take it you saw Olivia?
- Nathan Ingram: Yeah, I did. I hadn't seen Olivia since the mediation.
- Harold Finch: Did you speak with her?
- Nathan Ingram: I tried. You know the only thing worse than hate? Indifference. I told her so many lies over the years, I don't even remember what half of them were. The truth always catches up to you, Harold, no matter how hard you try and hide it.
- Detective Joss Carter: What is this?
- John Reese: Marriage counseling.
- Detective Joss Carter: Why not just dangle them off the roof and force them to tell us how to find the hitmen?
- Harold Finch: While John would probably enjoy that option, it would be a temporary solution.
- Daniel Drake: Who are you, and why are you doing this?
- Harold Finch: We help people, even when they don't necessarily deserve it.
- Sabrina Drake: You must think we're monsters.
- Harold Finch: No. I have looked into the faces of real monsters, Mrs. Drake. What I see here are two people who stopped talking to one another, whose frustration turned to hatred. Although, though, unlike other couples, you've opted for murder instead of divorce. I suppose I should commend you for being so goal-oriented.
- Daniel Drake: How many times can a person re-do their kitchen? I personally like the one we had three kitchens ago.
- Harold Finch: So we have two victims who are also perpetrators, not to mention two hit men. You know, Mr. Reese, it did occur to me we could leave the Drakes to their own devices.
- John Reese: Well, that's pretty mercenary of you, Finch. I kind of like it.
- Harold Finch: If that's the case, I may have crossed some moral threshold. I can't help thinking about the innocent people who could use our help while we're spending all our time with a couple that have chosen murder over marriage counseling.
- John Reese: Well, do we have another number?
- Harold Finch: [Looks at his computer] Sadly, no.
- John Reese: Then it's the Drakes' lucky day.
- Harold Finch: For the workplace this is an RFID duplicator. You simply scan an active card, copy this blank, and you'll have access to all the company's offices.
- John Reese: And where do I get an active card?
- Harold Finch: I can't do everything, Mr. Reese.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: [Finch interrupts Fusco's date] Hey, I'm kind of in the middle of something here.
- Harold Finch: If I'm to believe the waiter, it sounds like you're near the end of something. You really do need to work on your conversational skills.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: So this dumbass forgets to log out of his Facebook account after he robs the place. We pick him up two hours later. Guess what he's doing.
- Rhonda: Updating his status?
- Detective Lionel Fusco: [laughs] He couldn't help himself.
- John Reese: Lot of mayhem just to figure out they still loved each other.
- Harold Finch: I suppose anything is worthwhile when life gives you a second chance to be with the one you love.
- Harold Finch: Grace, there's something you should know about me and about what I do.
- Grace Hendricks: Harold, there's nothing you can say that will make me run away. But you should tell me in your own time, when you don't have...
- Harold Finch: That look?
- Grace Hendricks: [laughs] Besides, our journey starts here, and any mystery around the corner we can discover together.
- John Reese: A man just planted something on her car.
- Harold Finch: What kind of a something, like a tracking device?
- John Reese: Not unless tracking devices come with remote detonators.
- John Reese: Guess murder is one way to break up a marriage. But wouldn't divorce have been simpler?
- Harold Finch: Not if he wants the sale to go through. When Frank McCourt was trying to sell the Dodgers, it was held up for months while he went through one of the most expensive divorce cases in history.
- John Reese: I didn't know you were a baseball fan, Finch. The Mets?
- Harold Finch: Not particularly.
- John Reese: Orioles?
- Harold Finch: I suppose.
- John Reese: The A's?
- Harold Finch: [Smiles, he knows what Reese is up to] Oakland is fine, and the Cubs, and the Red Sox too, although, I'm not certain my affection for any one of these teams would reveal where I grew up, Mr. Reese.
- John Reese: If we don't stop this now, innocent people will get caught in their marital crossfire, and I won't let that happen. Good job, Lionel.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: Yeah, always wanted to be accessory to kidnapping.
- Detective Joss Carter: *Multiple* kidnappings.
- Detective Cal Beecher: Just another quiet night on the task force, huh? I had to see this party with my own eyes.
- Detective Joss Carter: Thanks for the assist, Beecher. I couldn't have done it without you.
- Detective Cal Beecher: I don't know about that. You seem like you can handle yourself.
- Detective Joss Carter: Even so, it's nice to have help - now and then.
- Detective Cal Beecher: If that's the case, Cal Beecher at your service, ma'am.
- Detective Joss Carter: I still owe you one.
- Detective Cal Beecher: You know, normally, I'd ask for a bottle of something strong, but, uh, what about dinner instead?
- Detective Joss Carter: [Blushes] Okay.
- Daniel Drake: You sure they're going to show up?
- John Reese: You needed the job done by tomorrow, right?
- Sabrina Drake, Daniel Drake: Yeah.
- John Reese: Before the board votes?
- Sabrina Drake, Daniel Drake: Yeah.
- John Reese: Did either of you pay the full amount?
- Sabrina Drake, Daniel Drake: No.
- John Reese: I'm pretty sure.
- John Reese: The Drakes are on the move. They're heading to a book signing for one of their authors.
- Harold Finch: I'm all for cutting greenhouse gases, but you do remember that Mr. Drake is trying to kill his wife?
- John Reese: The husband isn't the type to get his hands dirty. I'm confident he won't kill his wife in the back of their chauffeured town car.
- John Reese: Finch, I think I've figured out why the machine gave us both numbers. The Drakes took out a hit on each other.
- Nathan Ingram: Something you want to share, Harold? I haven't seen you this nervous since your thesis presentation. Nice pocket square.
- [Chuckles]
- Nathan Ingram: What, do you have a hot date?
- [Harold is silent]
- Nathan Ingram: You old dog. What's her story?
- Harold Finch: Stop. It's nothing, Nathan.
- Nathan Ingram: Ah, of course. Talking about your love life would run at cross purposes with your invisible man routine. That's okay, Harold, I get it. Just remember, while mystery is a powerful tool in a relationship a little goes a long way.
- Sabrina Drake: Whatever you want, just tell us, we will make it happen.
- Daniel Drake: Who are you?
- John Reese: I'm the guy who stopped you two jokers from killing each other.
- Sabrina Drake: I don't know what you're talking about.
- John Reese: [Ignores her, looks at Daniel] Where's Nestor Santiago?
- Sabrina Drake: [Offended] Nestor? You hired Nestor to kill me? The drug-addicted lunatic?
- Daniel Drake: Where are we going?
- John Reese: You said you want to go home. That's where we're going.
- Sabrina Drake: You - you said they'd be expecting us there.
- John Reese: If we can't call off the dogs, we'll bring them to us.