"Michael:" "My name is Michael Westen." "I used to be a spy, until..." "[ Cellphone rings ] We got a burn notice on you." "You're blacklisted." "[Hangs up phone]" "[Whistles]" "When you're burned, you've got nothing." "No cash, no credit, no job history." "You're stuck in whatever city they decide to dump you in." " Where am I?" " Miami." "You do whatever work comes your way." "You rely on anyone who's still talking to you." "[Laughs]" " A trigger-happy girlfriend." " Should we shoot them?" "An old friend who used to inform on you to the FBI." "You know spies, bunch of bitchy little girls." " Family too." " Hey, is that your mom again?" "If you're desperate." "Someone needs your help, Michael." "And a down and out spy you met along the way." "That's how we do it, people." "Bottom line, as long as you're burned, you're not going anywhere." "This is the last, best, and only offer you will get." "It's a deep cover job." "You're going after the leader of a terrorist network based in the Dominican Republic." "Randall Burke." "[Grunts]" "Why are you asking questions about Mike?" "Who the hell are you, pal?" "What the hell does he want with Mike?" "We damn well better find out." "Your son is involved in delicate work." "Michael is working on a government assignment for the CIA." "We just found a Department of Children and Families I.D." "At the mystery man's house." "Did they ask you anything about Michael?" " What exactly did you tell them?" " Oh, no." "Maddy, you can't just waltz into the FBI office and ask about Mike." "Look, I got friends there and they won't tell me anything." "So this is just a bad idea no matter how you slice it." "What am I supposed to do then?" "I have phoned every department in the federal government to find out if my son is alive!" "And I'm getting nothing." "So I'm going to go down there by myself, and talk to them in person." "Mike can take care of himself, I'm sure he's fine." "You're sure." "What does that mean, Sam?" "You hope?" "You think?" "Do you know?" "Because I need to know!" "What's your plan, Maddy?" "You just gonna show up down there?" "'Cause I know they're not gonna give you an appointment." "The best way to figure out what's going on with Mike is for us to catch this guy and find out who he's working for." "Jesse's right." "Look, Fi and Carlos are on the street right now, getting the word out to their people." "We checked his aliases, we got his real name." "A Dexter Gamble." "So we're making progress." "You just need to sit tight." "Michael could be dead!" "Don't you tell me to sit tight!" "Maddy." "Don't do this to yourself." "Sam, I can't sleep." "I can't stop eating." "All I can think of is that I might have killed my son." "Maddy, what about Charlie?" "You just gonna drag him along while you go raise hell?" "I mean, what--don't you think that's gonna freak him out a little bit?" "That's already taken care of, Jesse." "Thank you." "Charlie!" "Sweetheart, you ready?" " Hi, grandma." " Look at you, handsome." "Did you brush?" "[Gasps] Perfect." "All right, we're gonna go to Mrs. Strickland's for a few hours while grandma does some errands, okay?" " Okay." " Okay, sweetheart." "Say bye-bye!" "Bye-bye, Mr. Sam." "Bye-bye, Mr. Jesse." " Hey, Maddy, could we" " Bye-bye." "Excuse me." "Where do I park for the federal building?" "Find a spot that's not reserved, then take the foot bridge on level two." "Thank you." "Michael:" "There's a fine line between healthy caution and paranoia." "When you're under stress your awareness is heightened, making it easier to spot potential dangers." "Unfortunately, stress can also make it hard to tell when a danger is real, and when it's just a figment of your imagination." "[Elevator bell dings]" "[Bell dings]" "[Motor whirring]" "Jesus." "[Bell dings] [Motor whirring]" "Somebody!" "Please!" "Please!" "Hi, mom." "7x02 Forget Me Not" "Michael?" "What's going on?" "Relax, Ma." "I just need to talk to you." "Why can't we just talk at home?" "I'm sorry." "It's for security purposes." "Excuse me." "Excuse me." "[Voices fade out]" "I can't risk being seen." "Is this about that man?" "The one who came to Miami asking about you?" "You told him I was with the CIA." "He could blow my cover." "I'm so sorry, Michael." "You gotta talk to Fi and Sam and Jesse." " I can't talk to anyone else." " They're looking for him." " I know." " They're worried!" "I know!" "What do you mean, "you know?"" "We're following their investigation." "You." "You're spying on your friends?" "No, you don't understand." "I can't contact anyone else." "Not while I'm undercover." "Can't you just call one of your secret meetings?" "I can't, it" "Ma, this was not my call." "No one can know I'm here." "And me?" "Why did I get a private visit?" "Because you're calling people about me." "And you have to stop!" "Michael, I just wanted to know if you were alive!" " Is that too much to ask?" " Yes, it's too much to ask!" "You can't call!" "You can't write!" "You just have to wait for me to come back!" "And if you don't come back?" "I have to go." "Michael." "Can I hold my son?" "Is that allowed?" "[Phones ringing] [Overlapping chatter]" "There you are." "How'd it go with mom?" "As well as could be expected." "She won't be calling about me anymore." "Good." "Now we can get about the business of taking care of Dexter Gamble." "So first things first..." "A welcome home gift." "You should be able to use it soon, too." "Looks like your friends are making some progress." "Is there a problem, Michael?" "No, I was just thinking this might go faster if we work directly with them." "Not gonna happen." "They've been involved in covert operations before." " You can trust them." " I said no." "I'm not gonna risk my Op so that you can say hi to your pals." "Now you knew this before you came to Miami." "Now you can either fly back to the D.R. and let us handle it or you get with the program." "Good." "Michael:" "When running surveillance you're trained to view your targets not as people, but as a list of details in an activity log." "When they come home, when they leave, how many calls they make." "You have to discipline yourself not to get emotionally involved in the life of the subject." "Gamble:" "Yeah, look, I get it" "Michael:" "But sometimes the subject makes that impossible." "Gamble:" "Yeah, he's all hot and bothered about the Burgren skip." "I said we'll handle it, but for now we've got a more serious situation here and that's the priority." "Fiona:" "I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to get you all wrapped up in this." "Gamble:" "Hey." "You got nothing to be sorry about." "I just get pissed that you still have to deal with Michael's stuff, even when he's not around." "I'm gonna go take a shower." "Michael:" "The hardest part about doing surveillance on someone you know is staying objective." "Work can quickly become very personal when everything about the person you're watching, every look, every gesture, reminds you of the past." "[Overlapping chatter]" "[Traditional Irish music]" "♪ ♪" "Go!" "[Guns clicking]" "[Crowd gasping, murmuring]" "[Click]" "[Cheers]" "[Irish accent] You're a dead man." "Now pay up." "You want your money, you'll have to take it from me." "All right, I will." "[Irish accent] Who's the girl?" "Fiona Glenanne." "Trouble of the worst kind." "[Cheers]" "Believe me, lad, you won't be wanting any of that." "Besides, she's taken." "[Cell phone rings]" "Rico." "You have information on Gamble?" "Yeah, chica, it's gonna cost you three bills." "My cousin said a dude who looks just like the guy you're after paid him five grand for a place to store equipment." "Five G's and he's not even staying there." " I need an address." " 828 North River Drive." "It's an old auto body shop right off Fifth Street." " How far is that from here?" " 20 minutes." "Let's go." "We'll let your friends search the auto shop first." "When they leave, we'll sweep for whatever they miss." "[Car tires squealing]" "Damn." "[Tires screeching]" "That was fast, how did they" "Fi's driving." "Okay, you owe me a new set of tires." " Me?" " Yeah." "Who's the one that talked me into letting this speed demon get behind the wheel?" "Well, don't blame him." "If you were driving, we'd still be on the causeway." " Set of four." "Pirelli." " Yeah." "Whatever." "What, five G's for this dump?" "[Click]" "Get down!" "Gun!" "Well, I guess Rico forgot to mention the two bangers guarding the place, huh?" "[Clicks]" "Stay down!" "[Gunfire continues]" "I need to know what the hell is going on." "Stand down, Westen." "They're getting attacked from higher ground with a semi-automatic weapon." "They die, the operation dies." "You want that?" "All right, nobody sees you." "You understand?" "Got it." "I'm a ghost." "Michael:" "The average hit rate for a trained marksman firing at a target from 50 feet under ideal conditions is over 99%." "Of course that assumes you can see your target." "If you're under fire and shooting blind, that hit rate drops to about zero." "I'm almost out." "I'm on my last clip." " Yeah, me too." " Yeah, me three." "I didn't plan on siege warfare." "I'm gonna make a break for that door." "Oh, you're nuts." "The guy's got an AK and a 200 degree sight-line." "You'll get mowed down." "All right." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." " I'm coming with you." " What?" "If both of us go, one of us has a chance to make it." "[Automatic gunfire]" "[Automatic gunfire]" "Let me see if I got this right." "We're gonna lay down cover fire with about five bullets and the guy we can't see, is that it?" " Pretty much, yeah." " Okay, just checking." "Okay, you run on three." "We shoot on two." "[Automatic gunfire]" "One, two, three." "[Glass tinkling]" "How the hell did you hit that guy?" "Lucky shot, I guess." "Sam:" "Where's Carlos?" "Fiona:" "He took the car up a few blocks." "I thought it would be best to get it off the street." "Sam:" "Any sign of the cops?" "Fiona:" "Well, he checked the scanner." "911 got a report of shots fired, but the caller didn't know where from." "Well, they're probably not in any hurry to check it out." "Gunshots in this area aren't exactly headline news." "I still think we should take this laptop somewhere else to check it out." "We thought about that." "It's too risky." "Gamble's set up a whole communication center here." "He's been bouncing his calls through here so they can't be traced." "If we can hack it, we can find him." "But it's hardwired to the junction box." "So if we try and unplug it, we're gonna probably lose everything." "Look, Dixon's on his way." "[Fiona tapping]" "You all right, Fi?" "Fine." "After nine months..." "Still dealing with the fallout of Michael Westen." "Dixon's here." "Perimeter check." "That's Axe's hacker friend?" "Friend would be pushing it." "Fi." "Where have you been?" "You never write, you never call." "And I never will." "[Sighs]" "This is gonna suck, isn't it?" "There's our little guy." "Thanks for coming, Dixon." "Usually when I make house calls, it's to houses, not old chop-shops in the middle of Overtown." "Okay." "Just relax." "We just want you to fix a little computer problem." "Lookie here." "Easy money." "Fine." "Fine!" "What can I do to make your lives wonderful?" "It's just we're chasing a guy who's using this phone relay to bounce his calls and we just need to know where they're landing, that's it." "Okay." "I see." "I see." "You just want me to look at that computer and find out where this guy is." " Bingo." " Good luck with that, buddy." "Hold on." "Hey, come on." "Come on." "It's two minutes of your time." "You want more money?" "We'll give you more money." " We got money." " Okay, okay, okay." "A, don't treat me like a prostitute." "It makes me feel cheap." "And B, my concern isn't money." "It's the handcuffs I'm gonna be wearing when I violate my probation by touching a computer that's hacking into the phone company." "Relax." "You know what, you don't want to do it?" "We get it." "It's all good." "No hard feelings, we understand." "Right?" "It's all good." "Seriously." "Oh, one quick question." "Um, are people on probation allowed to hang out at crime scenes?" "What?" "This is a crime scene?" "[Chuckles] Yeah." "Just a bit." "See, there was a shooting." "The cops are searching the whole area even as we speak." "Eventually they're gonna find this place." "So the question is, are you gonna be here with gunpowder residue on your hands when they do?" "Is there gunshot residue on my hands?" "Just a smidge." "It doesn't come off that easy, buddy." "Now come on, help us trace these calls before the boys in blue show." "[Sighs]" " Have a seat." " Fine." " Do your magic." " [Sighs]" "Blackmailing a criminal to commit federal crime on American soil." "You want it done differently, send in a tech to help them." "It's all right." "They're doing just fine." "So he's got it set up to go to the district router and then it goes to-- uh, okay, there's the regional." "There it is." "3707 West 45th." "You happy now?" "All right, we're on the move, let's roll!" "Sir, we're one block over from Gamble's location." "Okay, Westen, we need you in position to take that shot before your friends get here." "I'm on it." "Michael:" "I'm all set." " Yeah, copy that." "Strong:" "Now be ready, your friends just pulled up and they're looking to do a snatch-and-grab." "I want Gamble to be a corpse by the time they get to him." " What's the word?" " Looks like no one's home." "All right, so we'll keep an eye on the street." "The minute Gamble shows up, we move in, we grab him." "That was a lovely pile of garbage across the street." "Me and Jesse can hold the front." "And I'll post up this alley on the east side." "All right, I'll take the west side." "Okay, listen, stay on your radios." "Had a few close calls with this guy." "Let's not take any chances." "Oh, this is nice." "This is nice, Sam." "All these bushes we can hide behind, you choose a pile of trash." "You know what?" "This is perfect." " Who would suspect this?" " Right." "[Giggles]" "I'll tell you what, if that bastard knows what's good for him he'll come back home in the next 30 minutes." "You're not gonna make it to happy hour, Sam, let it go." "If I don't there's gonna be a lot more snatching than grabbing, I can tell you that much." "What the hell does that even mean?" "You're gonna find out what it means." "See?" "The garbage is making you grumpy." " It's not the garbage!" " It's making you grumpy." "It's not the garbage." "It's just that I haven't sweated my ass off in this kind of heat since-- since Mike left." " Miss him too, huh?" " A little." "Maybe." "Michael:" "In the field, snipers can spend hours, sometimes even days, waiting to take just one shot." "But not matter how diligently you work to stay focused on the task, at some point... your mind is going to wander." "[Traditional Irish music]" "♪ ♪" "[Irish accent] Can I have a dance?" "[Click]" "I assume that means yes." "[Irish accent] You've been watching me for quite a while." "You sure a dance is all you're after?" "It's a start." "So what's your name?" "Michael McBride." "Nice to meet you, Mr. McBride." "The pleasure's all mine." "Strong:" "Hey, the wind's changed." "You got that, Westen?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I already made the correction." "Any action, Carlos?" "No, not unless you count a couple kids making out in the car." "Hey, how about you, Fi?" "[Car door slams]" "I got bogey problems of my own." "The gardener next door's about to start working in the middle of our little surprise party." "I'll get rid of him." "Sir?" "Senor?" "[Speaking spanish]" "[Gasps]" "[Grunting]" "Shh." "You know what, Fi should have bounced that gardener by now." "I was just thinking the same thing." "Fi, what's the word?" "Fi?" " Fi." " Son of a bitch." "Fi!" "Carlos, we're in trouble." "Let's go!" "They've lost visual on Glenanne." "What are you talking about?" "Where the hell is she?" "Strong, what the hell's going on down there?" "Strong!" "What the hell is going on down there?" "He got her." "The son of a bitch took Fiona." "Michael:" "Finding someone who's been abducted is a race against the clock." "Each minute that passes increases the area you have to search." "If you know the vehicle the kidnapper is driving, your chances of catching them rise significantly, which is why a smart kidnapper's first move is to burn his vehicle." "It's empty." "No bodies." "That's a good thing." "If he wanted Glenanne dead, she'd be in that truck." "You got something to say to me?" "She shouldn't have been alone in that alley!" "If you had listened" "Now's not the time to point fingers." "We've got a job to do-- don't tell me about the job!" "These are my friends." "My family!" "Get your goddamn hands off of me." "You think blaming me is gonna help anything?" "I don't blame you!" "I blame myself for listening to you!" "I didn't make them track this guy down." "I didn't lay out the ambush plan." "I sure as hell didn't tell her to go down that alley." "Look, I'm sorry about what happened to Fiona." "But the job is still the same." "Find this guy, take him down, without blowing your cover." "The best way to help her is to finish the job!" "Michael:" "When someone is put in danger as the result of an operation going bad, there are a number of questions that have to be answered." "What went wrong?" "Is there anything you could have done differently?" "And of course the one question no one wants to ask, is it your fault?" "[Irish music on radio]" "♪ ♪" "[Grunts] [Car door closes]" "Why'd you park so far away?" "I didn't want to be blocked in." "I had a notion you were doing more than slashing the tires." "You think you know me, McBride?" "I'm learning." "[Loud explosion] [Glass shattering]" "[Explosion]" "There she is." "Come on." "Breathe deep, it'll clear your head." "I said breathe." "[Grunting]" "Can't have you nodding off." "We have work to do." "Oh, I'm awake." "What do you want?" "I need to talk to Michael Westen." "I haven't seen him in almost a year." "He disappeared." "After his last run-in with the government" "Ah, ah, ah." "Don't lie to me." "If I wanted a CIA cover story, I would ask for it." "I'm not lying." "[Groans]" "[Sighs]" "Maybe this will be easier if we start with what I know." "You see, as I do believe you are aware, I was hired to look into Michael Westen." "His mother was good enough to let me know he's still working for the CIA." "Well, she's confused." "She..." "She probably told you what she thought you wanted to hear." "Confused?" "Oh." "Maybe you can clear something up for me and explain why the man who hired me was killed less than ten minutes after I told him that Michael Westen was still working for the CIA!" "Good." "The lies have stopped." "Now we're making progress." "I'm a marked man." "Chances are there's a kill team after me as we speak." "But I got one card to play." "I know the truth about Michael Westen." "Of course I could expose him and have him killed." "Satisfying, but it doesn't help with my problem." "No." "My only move is to trade my silence and your life for the best deal I can get, which brings us back to the reason why you are here." "You, my dear, are going to put me in touch with him right now." "I don't know where he is." "[Sighs]" "[Gasping]" "You're lucky I don't believe you." "Because if you can't put me in touch with Michael Westen, the only remaining question is how many bodies I can drop before they take me out, and I'll tell you this." "The answer is, at least one." "Anything inside?" "Ah, some money, a little bit of ammo." "A couple of files on Mike, so no." "I asked my buddy at Homeland Security to put out an alert on every alias we have for Gamble." "I'm still waiting to hear back." "Just talked to a neighbor who saw a silver F-150 in the alley." "Did they get a plate?" "No, but they said it had a stakebed on it." "So that should help narrow it down." "Okay." "I got a contact at the DMV that can help us out." " Let's go." " Hey, guys, hang on." "Hang on, hang on." "[Cell phone vibrating]" "It's Fi." "Fi, where are you?" "This is not Fiona, Mr. Axe." "You son of a bitch." "She better not be hurt." "Oh, don't worry." "She's still breathing." "For now." "Westen." "Get in here, he just made contact." "What do you want?" "I'm told you can put me in touch with Michael Westen." "He's using Fiona to get to me?" "Michael Westen?" "That's a pretty tall order 'cause he's not even in the country." "Do I need to remind you I have a gun to Fiona's head?" "Just listen to me." "He can't offer you anything that I can't." "I mean, what do you need?" "Money?" "Transportation?" "You name it, we'll figure it out." "No, no, I've already figured it out." "Give me Westen now or this conversation is over." "All right." "Wait, wait, wait, wait." "Just calm down." "Here's what I can do." "I can--um, I can get you a secure line with him on a sat phone we use for emergencies." "I can bring that to you." "Now how's that?" "There's an old marine warehouse at the end of Deer Run Avenue at the river." "Come alone, unarmed." "You have one hour." "Fine." "But I'm not going anywhere without proof of life." "You'll have it." "Oh." "And by the way, Mr. Axe, just in case you were thinking about trying something, the view from here is spectacular." "I can see in every direction." "And if I see anything I don't like," "I put a bullet in your friend's head." "[Cell phone beeps]" "Get me an overhead of that location now." "You just promised to put him on the phone with Mike?" "I had to, Jesse, he was gonna kill her." "Why in hell would you promise something we can't deliver?" "What choice did I have?" "We're out of moves here." "Look, I figure if I showed up with a satellite phone, told him Mike was on the other end, maybe I could get close enough to turn the tables." "This psycho's about to kill Fiona and that's the best we've got, is maybe?" "All I know, friend, is if we don't try something, she dies for sure." "There you go." "Proof of life." "Now let's get going." "All right, it's not the break that we hoped for." "But it's something." "What are you talking about?" "How long to mobilize the special response team?" "15 to 20 minutes." "All right, make the call." "And get the commander on the line with me immediately." "We're gonna shadow your friends to that meeting." "As soon as we know that Gamble's there, we're gonna go in hard." "Have you seen this overhead map?" "There's no way of approaching the building without being seen!" "It's not ideal, I know." "But we can use the distraction" "You're using my friends as bait!" "SRT commander's on the line." "We'll do what we can to keep your friends safe, Michael, but we got a job to do here." "Okay, here's the deal." "One target." "He is armed and has one hostage." "Location is 304 Deer Run." "Single story marine warehouse with unobstructed views of the surrounding area." "We will not have the element of surprise and may go in under fire." "There are multiple civilians at play as well." "I've got an operative here who can give you some more information--Westen." "Westen!" "God damn it!" "[Tires squealing] [Horns honking]" "Strong:" "Westen." "Westen." "Get your ass back here." "I'm giving you a direct order." "Do you hear me, Michael?" "You're making the biggest mis-- [Clicks off]" "Michael:" "An operative is trained to maintain cover under all circumstances." "When the mission requires keeping your identity a secret, you're supposed to follow orders and stay out of sight." "That's easy when you're spying on enemies." "But it's a very different thing when you're spying on friends." "When maintaining cover means allowing people you care about to walk right into a death trap, you have a choice to make." "Risk the operation or risk your friends' lives." "[Guns clicking] Out of the car now." "Hands where we can see them." "Mike." "Where the hell did you come from, man?" "You almost killed us." "I had to stop you before you got to your meeting with Gamble." "Your plan, it's too risky, for you and for Fi." "How the hell do you know about our plan?" "We've been watching." "We're after Gamble." "[Tires screeching]" "What?" "What do you mean, "watching?"" "And who the hell is this "we"?" "I'm here with the CIA." "I'll explain everything later" "You were there when that bastard took Fiona!" "We did everything we could for her!" " We didn't know Gamble was" " God damn it, Westen!" "I let you come here under one condition." "One!" "Stay under the radar." "Now I got a full-blown" " You son of a bitch!" " Hey!" "Hey!" "No, no, no." "Mike." "Mike." "That's it, back off." "Back off." "Back off." "Nine months." "Not one call, not one letter, nothing." "This--this is how I find out that my best friend is still alive?" "This is not how I wanted to do this." "This is exactly what I told you could not happen." "Strong, listen to me." "No!" "You have lost all talking privileges." "And if this operation's blown, I am gonna bury you!" "We don't give a damn about your operation." "That psycho's got Fiona." "You can get back to your spy games when she's safe." "This right here is the only thing that's important right now." "You think you have a say in this?" "Get them the hell out of here!" "I'm telling you, I could salvage the operation!" "Already been decided." "SRTs are on the way." "They're making a hard entrance through the south wall." "Only now they don't have a diversion!" "If you breach the south wall, you will be seen." "He will shoot Fiona!" "He will shoot your men!" "If you let me handle this-  you should have thought about that before you went off the reservation." "Listen to me." "I have a plan that will fix this." "I will save Fiona." "And the only one who will die will be Gamble." "Michael:" "In a hostage situation, tactical data is usually the most important." "Your focus is on details like the building's entry points and blind spots, your target's potential escape routes, and your team's assault capabilities." "But sometimes even more important than your knowledge of the situation is what you know about the person you are trying to save." "Why are you so quiet?" "I don't like the idea of people shooting at you." "You're worried." "You're not?" "One thing you will learn about me, Michael McBride," "I don't worry." "Not since I was a little girl." "[Cell phone rings]" "[Phone beeps]" "You're cutting it close, Mr. Axe." "You said one hour." "Who is this?" "Michael Westen." "Westen." "They said you weren't in Miami." "Well, it's your lucky day." "I made a special trip just for you." "Stop right there, Westen." "Turn around, take off the vest." "No tricks." "I'm here to give you what you want..." "As long as Fiona gets out of there unhurt." "Good." "We're on the same page then." "You and your CIA pals are going to put together a little get-out-of-town kit for me." "I want 1 million in cash, evenly divided in dollars, renminbi, reals, and British pounds." " I can get that but first" " I'm not finished yet!" "I want a blank Canadian passport, a Lear 60 fueled up on the runway at Opa-Lacka, and a clear flight path out of Miami." "I'll keep Fiona and you with me until I am on the plane." "Oh, you can talk now." "Deal." "I'll get you everything that you want." " But first I talk to Fiona." " Stop wasting time." "I've sent a proof of life to your friend." "That was an hour ago." "Put her on the phone." "I'm the one giving the orders here." "No deal." "When I was younger my father wanted to protect his family and their beliefs, no matter what." "I watched him get beaten and shot at." "But if he was afraid, he never showed it." "He always said, "there's a difference between living and living free."" "Stop right there-- stop, God damn it." "Stop!" "Fine." "You can talk to her." "Of course living with honor, it only put us in more danger." "My father, he came up with a plan to warn us if he knew trouble was brewing and he'd say," ""Fiona." "Time to be brave, little angel."" "You get ten seconds of quality time, Westen." "Make it count." "Fi." "I'm here, Michael." ""Time to be brave, little angel"?" "I suppose it was a code of sorts." "[Clicks]" "What it really meant was, "Get down on the floor, close your eyes, and start praying till it's over."" "[Clicks]" "I'm gonna get you home." "And Fiona..." "[Irish accent] It's time to be brave, little angel." "[Glass shattering]" "[Glass shattering]" "[Cocks gun]" "[Gunfire stops]" "[Sirens wailing]" "[Police radio chatter]" "There he is, the man of the hour." "That was one balls-out crazy move but you made it work." "Now let's go down to the D.R. and finish this operation." "[Slaps arm]" "So you guys tagged my phone, my watch, and my car." "Anywhere else I should check, Mike, like my molars?" "Elsa's hotel suite." "You're talking about the penthouse?" "Mike, please tell me that you guys were not listening this morning." " Just sweep it, Sam." " [Groans]" "Oh, my God." "Look, Mike, next time you're in town just skip the bugs and pick up a phone, man, before we're knee deep in a suicide mission." "For what it's worth, I had orders." "Yeah, well in this situation," ""I had orders" doesn't really cut it, buddy." "I'm sorry." "Look, we're just glad that you're okay." "And Mike, we know you can't tell us the whole story but we've seen enough of the board to know that you're into something pretty heavy." "So if you need a hand, let us know." "Yeah, the Lone Ranger routine, it might feel noble but it's gonna get you killed one day." "Actually even the Lone Ranger had Tonto and the horse." "Right." "Tonto." "Horse." "Yeah, Mikey, um..." "You gonna talk to Fi?" "Come on, Kemosabe." "Thank you." "Hello, Michael." "You okay?" "Yeah, it's just a few stitches." "The glass in the windows, it would have been worse..." "You remembered my story." "I'll never forget it." "Fi..." "[Whispers] Take care." " Who's the girl?" " Fiona Glenanne." "Believe me, lad, you won't be wanting any of that." "Besides, she's taken." "Taken?" "You see that?" "That's the kiss you give when it's over."