Person of Interest (TV Series)

C.O.D. (2012)

Michael Emerson: Harold Finch

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Quotes 

• [checking the history of person of interest Fermin Ordoñez] 

  Detective Joss Carter : No priors. No complaints from the Taxi and Limousine Commision.

  Harold Finch : I'm sending you his GPS logs for the past 36 hours.

  Detective Joss Carter : [checks e-mail]  His GPS logs?

  Detective Joss Carter : [chuckles]  Which I'm sure you obtained by submitting an official request to the TLC.

  Harold Finch : Not quite. But if it would make you feel better, I could hack into their network and make it look like I did. It would only take me a few minutes.

  Detective Joss Carter : Never mind. I'll check it with the daily crime blotter, let you know if anything pops.

  Harold Finch : Forever in your debt, Detective. Oh, and how did your date go with Detective Beecher? Sounded like it *really* went well -

  [Carter hangs up on him] 

• John Reese : Acosta, he's having a pretty good year.

  Harold Finch : Career year, Mr. Reese. He's top ten in OPS among infielders for the last three.

  John Reese : You're a baseball reference machine, Finch. You should get out more, take in a game once a while.

  Harold Finch : Who says I don't?

• Harold Finch : Must be tough dealing with complete strangers getting in your car every day.

  Fermin Ordoñez : Sometimes. When I look in the mirror at my passenger, I never know if I'm driving around a good guy or a bad guy, you know?

  Harold Finch : I can only imagine. Must make you a good judge of character, though. What do you make of me?

  Fermin Ordoñez : hat's a nice suit. But not too flashy. Except for the pocket square. But you're polite, neat, a thinker. The vest... I don't know, maybe, uh, a professor or, I know. A librarian, maybe?

  Harold Finch : [Smiles]  Why, yes. Of a sort.

• Fermin Ordoñez : You are not a librarian, huh?

  Harold Finch : Don't worry about your cab. A brand-new one's on its way.

  John Reese : And before I forget I owe you cab fare for the day. Think you're gonna like your tip.

• Harold Finch : Considering that cab drivers are 30 times more likely to be killed on the job than most other professions, we'd better keep a close eye on him. Because you really never know who's going to step into his cab.

• Harold Finch : Mr. Reese, I've just had a message from d3mn8. He's called off the sale. Apparently, he doesn't like the way you look.

  John Reese : What the hell's wrong with the way I look?

• Harold Finch : I hacked the Cuban Government database. Surprisingly sophisticated software. No doubt, courtesy of the Russians.

  John Reese : Don't tell me Fidel Castro is really dead.

  Harold Finch : Actually, yes. And his body double has cancer.

• D3mn8 : Let's see the money.

  Harold Finch : I'm new at this sort of thing. But I'm guessing I'm supposed to see the laptop first.

  D3mn8 : You're not with the Estonians.

  Harold Finch : No, I'm not.

  D3mn8 : You tried to buy the laptop earlier. But I didn't like the way your partner looked.

  Harold Finch : So you arranged to make a deal with the Estonians, thinking they would pay more. You'd be wrong.

  [Opens briefcase full of money] 

  Harold Finch : One hundred thousand. Small bills. Double your asking price.

  D3mn8 : What's the catch?

  Harold Finch : The catch *Albert*, is that you leave this very second, disappear, and don't show your face for at least a year. Especially not at your mom's house in Queens, where you presently reside. Take your money and go far, far away. Some very bad people want that laptop. And if they know you've even seen it, they will kill you. So that's the catch, Albert.

  D3mn8 : Then why would you want it?

  Harold Finch : Let me worry about that.

• Harold Finch : Fermin Ordoñez. Defected from Cuba in '05. Drafted as a top pitching prospect, till he tore a ligament in his arm in double-A ball in '07. A shame about his arm. By all accounts, he had a wicked curveball.

  John Reese : Till life threw him one.

• Detective Joss Carter : So, GPS put your driver at Morningside Park for a window of 25 minutes last night, right around the time some Russian guy succumbs to acute lead poisoning.

  Harold Finch : And you think our cab driver is connected to this homicide?

  Detective Joss Carter : Figured you could tell me. Along with, why are the Secret Service crawling all over this investigation?

  Harold Finch : I have no idea. But whatever you can find out would be much appreciated.

  Detective Joss Carter : Unlikely, considering they're about as forthcoming with information as you are.