"(Finch) We are being watched." "The government has a secret system, a machine that spies on you every hour of every day." "I designed the machine to detect acts of terror, but it sees everything, violent crimes involving ordinary people." "The government considers these people irrelevant." "We don't." "Hunted by the authorities, we work in secret." "You will never find us, but victim or perpetrator, if your number's up, we'll find you." "[Screaming]" "[Groans]" "[People screaming]" "NYPD." "Ohh." "[Applause]" "Oh, my God." "What happened?" "What the hell are you doing?" "Catching the bad guys." "Yeah." "We had three RPM's coming." "You know, a little thing called backup?" "You know, sometimes we wait for it instead of shooting people, 'causing mayhem in the middle of Manhattan." "It's hot as hell out here." "Figure I'd save us all some time." "Listen, you're not a lone wolf anymore, pal." "You're a cop, and you need to start respecting the job." "There are rules and regulations that come with that badge." "Like you haven't bent those rules before?" "Yeah, well, I don't anymore." "You know who else doesn't?" "The new captain." "Well, that was novel." "Shooting a perp in front of hundreds of witnesses?" "Subtle." "The guy's probably gonna need crutches for the rest of his life." "What is that, the third or fourth guy you kneecapped this month, Riley?" "Fourth, ma'am." "I suppose I should give you points for being such a good shot." "You were supposed to be working the Bowman homicide." "What the hell were you doing chasing a druggie smash and grabber in midtown?" "We were working a developmental." "Into what, an early grave?" "We got CI's all over town." "Those CI's help you close any cases yet?" "The CompStat numbers are an embarrassment." "Homicides are up 20% in the last two months." "I'm ready to fire me." "What's going on, gentlemen?" "It's a heat wave, Captain." "Tempers flare." "The city's taking a turn for the worse." "We need to do a better job of getting out in front of this thing." "I need to know, are you guys working with me or against me?" "We just want to do our job, Captain." "So get your asses out there and show me what you can really do." "Yes, ma'am." "Hey, you in the fancy suit." "You're part of a team now." "No more narco cowboy nonsense, and try not to shoot anyone for a few days." "You hear me?" "Loud and clear." "You heard what she said." "We got work to do." "Relax, Lionel." "Listen, Mr. Fabulous." "I got a mortgage, alimony, and a kid going to college in a few years." "You see this place?" "This is my livelihood." "And it's filled with too much bureaucracy and not enough direct action." "This is my real life, Detective." "Not some superhero cover identity." "Okay." "I hear you." "Yeah." "No, I'll work on it." "I've spent the past two decades learning how not to color inside the lines." "May take me a second or two to figure it out." "[Cell phone rings]" "Riley." "Detective Riley, we have a new number." "Now's not the best time, Professor." "I'm at work." "Circumventing suspicious employers is part of our new challenge, John." "Please hurry." "(Shaw) Go get it, Bear." "Go get it." "Go get it." "Go get 'em, Bear." "Go get 'em." "(Finch) Ms. Shaw, please." "He doesn't need any more encouragement." "Don't you want him to catch it?" "Not if it involves finding rat entrails in our new office, no." "Bear, hier." "While the machine may have given us a place of operation, it didn't account for our financial situation." "I'm afraid your meals and rent are going to have to start coming out of your actual paychecks." "Well, it's a good thing I'm working two jobs." "The makeup counter pays like crap." "And do you know how expensive a nice pair of heels are?" "What a racket." "Until I access some auxiliary funds, we have no choice but commit to our identities' socioeconomic status." "Copy that." "Ramen and two buck chuck for the rest of the month." "We'll need to make this fast." "I'm on the new captain's hit list and my partner's." "What, did you shoot somebody else?" "You have to be more careful, John." "The identities that the machine created for us are precious commodities not to be taken for granted." "It was hot out." "Never mind." "Let's hear about that new number." "Andre Cooper." "Born and raised in The Bronx." "Former longshoreman turned professional social liaison." "A social what?" "A professional wingman." "He's the guy people hire when they can't pick up women on their own." "Why leave a union gig to teach desperate men pick-up tricks?" "I suggest we get close to Cooper's operation and find out." "You mean go undercover as a client?" "Not it, Finch." "Oh, don't worry, Reese." "Harold and I decided that we needed somebody with a few more people skills and a little less hair gel." "♪ yay, yay ♪" "♪ oh yeah ♪" "♪ ooh ♪" "♪ uh ♪" "♪ yay, yay ♪" "♪" "♪ all right ♪" "♪ ooh yeah ♪" "♪ ooh ♪" " I have a phone." " Not that one." "Use this." "Where the hell is this guy?" "Relax, Fusco." "He's probably just some con artist who's in over his head." "Have some fun with it." "You're not the one pretending to need professional help to get a date." "And when was the last time you had a date, Lionel?" "♪ what a man, what a man, what a man ♪" "♪ what a mighty good man ♪" "♪ yeah ♪" "♪ yes, he is ♪" "♪ what a man, what a man, what a man ♪" "Looks like professional help just arrived." "♪ I wanna take a minute or two and give much respect to ♪" "♪ to the man that's made a difference in my world ♪" "♪ and although most men are hos ♪" "♪ he flows on the down low ♪" "♪ 'cause I never heard about him with another girl ♪" "How you doing?" "Fusco." "Your friend Harold didn't warn me what I was dealing with here." "Could have been a little more up-front." "Excuse me?" "He bought you a two-day package." "This is more like a..." "like a five-day situation." "Maybe seven." "You're in insurance?" "Yeah, that's right." "Is it like an online business?" "Hey, look, I don't need to take this crap." "Come on, come on, come on, sit down." "♪ what a man, what a man, what a man ♪" "♪ what a mighty good man ♪" "Think about meeting women like you're selling yourself." "All right?" "They need to feel like you've made an effort, that you didn't just roll out of bed and throw on yesterday's suit with a new shirt." "Holy crap." "That is yesterday's suit." "I am here to teach you how to earn a woman's affections, not trick her into it, and you, my friend, you need to do better." " Oh, yeah?" " Yeah." "'Cause if this is you dressing to impress, well, I am not, and the ladies aren't gonna be either." "He's got a point." "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" "I don't even know where to start." "The faded color." "The fireproof fabric." "That sad tie." "If you're going for the least modern man in this room, congratulations, you have won." "I've also won a few boxing matches, too." "You want to go a few rounds?" "Come on." "Let's get to work." "Where are we going?" "Shopping." "I hope you have a decent line of credit." "♪ what a man, what a man, what a man ♪" "♪ what a mighty good man ♪" "I think I know who's gonna kill our guy." "Who?" "Me." "♪ ooh, ooh ♪" "What may I do for you, Ms. Groves?" "It's very..." "I think the word you're looking for is spartan." "Yes, and well-hidden." "She gave you and the kids a nice, new home." "I'll ask again." "The machine needs a favor." "No." "She knew you'd doubt her motives." "Let her make it up to you." "She promises it will be worth something to all three of you." "What is it that the machine wants?" "I don't know yet." "She gave me very little to go on." "She can't talk to me the way she used to with Samaritan watching, but I do know where to start." "Excellent." "A wild goose chase." "I'd like to think of it more as a scavenger hunt." "Where's your partner?" "Um, re-interviewing suspects on a case." "How is that working out for you?" "Pfft." "How's it look?" "One patch is not enough." "Yeah, I could have told you that from your chewed-up fingernails." "That's a pretty good parlor trick, Detective." "You putting those skills to work out in the field yet?" "I got a lead on Wendy Montgomery's murder, that realtor who was shot walking home from work." "Looked like a mugging." "Yeah, her husband was the prime suspect, but we didn't have any real leads." "Well, we do now." "He's been emailing with a known hit man." "How did you get these?" "You know those developmentals I've been working on?" "You really need to know more than that?" "If you want to play fast and loose, fine, but make sure you nail him with something solid." "Copy that, ma'am." "[Distorted chatter]" "(Shaw) Finch?" "Finch, where are you hiding?" "Did you discover anything new about Andre Cooper?" "Well, I scrubbed through his inbox, and I found some emails between Cooper and a client's ex-wife." "They were sleeping together." "Not the best business decision." "The client didn't think so either, so he sent a bunch of emails threatening to kill our wingman." "So Mr. Cooper's romantic entanglements have put him in danger." "That's what I thought until I got into his voicemails." "Our boy was subpoenaed ten days ago." "What for?" "An investigation into a missing gun shipment from the New York Container Terminal," "Cooper's old workplace." "That container disappeared around the same time our boy swapped his well-paying dockworker gig for his sketchy career helping socially incompetent men pick up women." "Sounds like a solid avenue of investigation." "Yeah, I could really use an extra hand here, Finch." "Well, that's why we recruited Detective Fusco." "Yeah, uh, Fusco's gonna be a bit more preoccupied than we thought." "I don't know." "This just ain't me." "And who wears cufflinks anyway?" "How do you put these things on by yourself?" "You're right, cufflinks and perfectly tailored pants are for suckers that just want to meet women." "Maybe we could get you a tracksuit and a Barcalounger." "What's wrong with a tracksuit?" "Are you a track star, Lionel?" "I didn't think so." "Try harder." "Does this stuff really work?" "Trust me." "You think I just roll out of bed looking like this?" "I don't know." "Women aren't lining up to date a guy who alternates football jerseys for his casual wardrobe." "Easy, pal." "Look, don't you love it when a girl fixes her hair up all nice for a date, hmm?" "Wears that hot dress just for you?" "You think four-inch heels are comfortable?" "Never really gave it any thought." "They probably hurt like hell, but women wear them anyway." "Why?" "Because guys like it." "So let's give the ladies a little respect and show them that you can make an effort too." "Eh." "Once you have their attention, it's up to you to keep it." "You gonna show me how to do that too?" "One thing at a time, Don Juan." "Why don't we start with you losing those Florsheims." "You look like a cop." "When's the last time you had a girlfriend, Lionel?" "None of your business." "See?" "I can't help you if you don't open up." "I'm like a therapist in that way." "No thanks, doc." "I'm not interested." "All right, her name was Rhonda." "All right." "We went out a bunch of times, but she just..." "just kind of faded away." "These things never work out anyway." "See?" "That's your problem right there." " You're cynical." " I'm not cynical." "I just know that people are terrible." "[Laughs] Oh, man." "A cynical misanthrope." "Look, I-I don't know what they did to you at that insurance job, but it made you sour, and women do not like sour." "Well, I don't know how to break it to you, but I'm not a unicorn and rainbows kind of guy." "Look, I'm not saying that you need to be naive." "Just a little less pessimistic." "I don't see a ring on your finger." "What's your story?" "I'm not in a mental state to be in a relationship right now." "Those who can't do, teach, right?" "Nah." "So how'd you get in the business?" "I'm good with people." "Yeah." "That still remains to be seen." "Uh, I was always helping my friends meet girls, and one time my buddy asked me to help him on the side, said he'll pay." "A business is born." "Two years later, he's getting married." "So have some hope." "I got hope... that this speech is gonna end soon." "You keep living in the past, you're gonna wind up alone." "Can't run away from your past either." "Mr. Egret, it's an honor." "I've read a lot about you, sir." "Your tour in the Gulf, your work with Blackwater." "Who's the hottie?" "She's none of your concern." "An AT4, anti-tank shoulder launched munitions system with 84-millimeter rounds and a firing range of 300 meters." "Nice piece of machinery." "50,000, as agreed." "It was nice doing business with a legend." "Hope we get to work together again someday." "Mr. Egret, would you mind telling us what you plan to do with the missile?" "Just out of curiosity." "You know?" "I would mind very much." "What are we gonna do with this?" "I don't know yet, but I am truly enjoying this new side of you, Harold." "It's very unexpected." "Dare I ask how you procured that amount of money?" "It involved some breaking and entering." "I take it these men will just continue to sell munitions on the black market?" "Have a little faith, Harry." "[Police siren chirps]" "Put the case down." "Don't you move!" "(Root) You see?" "She's still doing her job, Harold." "Always watching." "Time to go." "[Distorted chatter]" "♪ you're just ♪" "♪ too marvelous ♪" "♪ too marvelous for words ♪" "♪ like glorious ♪" "♪ glamorous ♪" "♪ and that old standby, amorous ♪" "♪ it's all too wonderful ♪" "Okay, here we go." "Don't speak unless spoken to." "I'll handle the intros." " Okay, but..." " No talking." "Listening." "Make eye contact." "Be polite, but don't be a doormat." "Smile, but not too much." "You don't want to look like a crazy person, but most of all... have fun, Lionel." "♪ to ever be in Webster's dictionary ♪" "♪ and so I'm borrowing ♪" "♪ a love song from the birds ♪" "♪ to tell you that you're marvelous ♪" "♪ too marvelous for words ♪" "♪" " [Gasps] - [Glass breaking]" "[Gasping]" "♪" "I'm sorry." "Well, that went poorly, although I have heard in some cultures spilling drinks on a woman is a mating ritual." "I was just starting not to hate you." "[Chuckles] You got to relax, man." "You're treating this like some kind of a job." "Guess I'm a little rusty." "You know her?" "No, but I will soon." "Dre!" "Aghh!" "[Both laugh]" "Hey, Mick!" "Oh, wow." " It's been..." " Almost a year." "Mick is an old friend from the docks." "We've known each other a long time." "Yeah, I'd say." "Way before you'd ever come in a place like this." "So true." "So what got you here?" "Ah, my cousin's staying at the hotel." "I thought I'd come down and get a quick drink." "Who's this guy?" "Client?" "This is Lionel." "He's new." "It was gift from a friend, uh, a guy I knew." "Hey, don't worry, killer." "Andre actually hooked me up with my wife." "He's the best pick-up artist you'll ever meet." "Hey, you live in midtown, right?" "Midtown East?" "Yeah, that's right." "We got to grab a meal sometime soon." "It's great seeing you, man." "Take care." "I saw that." "Oh, boy." "Hey, pal." "Checking out my girl?" "You know what?" "I didn't realize she was anyone's girl." "Yeah, right." "What the..." "[Groans]" "NYPD." "You're cut off for the rest of the night." "You understand me?" "Who the hell are you?" "[Distorted chatter]" "You finish making your statement?" "I did." "Do you have a statement, like why you lied to me about what you do for a living?" "Am I under investigation, Lionel?" "Did you do something to warrant investigation, Andre?" "No, of course not." "You're avoiding the question." "[Cell phone rings]" "Fusco." "(Shaw) Hold up, Lionel." "I think our number might be a perp after all." "What'd you find?" "Open homicide in Red Hook on a man named Milo Jacobs." "He worked security on the docks up until nine months ago, around the same time that gun shipment went missing." "And I have got phone calls here between Milo and Cooper." "Maybe they stole that shipment together." "That's my partner checking in." "Well?" "I lied because cops don't hire wingmen." "The guys find out, they'll bust my chops to my grave." "Well, the day's not done, and your friend paid in advance, so..." "What?" "You want to keep going?" "You're a hero." "We should capitalize on that." "I have another event we could catch." "What's the worst that could happen?" "[Distorted chatter]" "The chef's confession is on there." "You got Wendy Montgomery's husband." " Well done, Riley." " Hmm." "I won't ask about the eye." "Where's your partner?" "I want to congratulate him too." "Fusco's taking the lead on another case." "What's next?" "That car dealership owner who got shot?" "He was embezzling money from his own company." "You think his employees were in on it?" "I think they found out where he was hiding the money and killed him for it." "I tapped into their credit reports." "They've been spending a lot of money since their boss' death." "Do I want to know how you got those credit reports?" "Bad morning?" "Oh, my pocketbook still smells like cigarettes." "Quitting has me edgy as hell, but it was either the patch or a hypnotherapist, and I don't believe in that hippie nonsense." "Maybe we can use that edginess of yours to our advantage." "I'm intrigued." "Tell me more." "I told you no more developmentals." "I was working up a lead..." "Your numbers are down, Riley." "If you don't start closing more cases," "I'm gonna ship you off to evidence lockup and find someone who can." "I'm Detective Riley." "Which one of you wants to go first?" "I've already been questioned about Mr. Bowman's murder." "Didn't know anything then." "Don't know anything now." "I heard a rumor Mr. Bowman had a bit of a temper." "I also heard you were sick of him taking it out on you." "Yeah, well, you'd be sick of it too." "He'd scream at us if we didn't sell enough or if we weren't pushing upgrades." "Yeah, well, not everyone wants fog lights." "My ballbuster of a captain out there?" "She is all over me about closing up this case before the end of the day." "I'm just worried about my job, so what do you say we make a deal?" "I don't know what you mean." " I don't know anything." " Come on, Lenny." "You guys found out where Bowman was keeping the money, and you killed him for it, right?" " That's not true." " Sure, it is." "What I don't know is which one of you wants to make a deal with me first." "What kind of deal?" "You help me close up this case, give me half the money, and we'll make this all go away." "Hell, we'll even make sure that Lenny takes the fall for it." "Because Barry's gonna say it was all your idea anyway." "He's a liar!" "This was all Barry!" "Half?" "Half." "Fine, but this all falls on Barry, not me, right?" "Does that work for you, Captain?" "Looks like you closed another case, Riley." "Keep it up, you'll get that set of steak knives." "[Gasps]" "The most fun I've had in a while." " Good game." " You too." "Love to celebrate, but since you're on a roll, it's a priority homicide." "It just came in from the Commissioner's Office." "Illegal street vendor recanted his statement." "The vendor's scared." "Be scarier than the guy who made him clam up." "Yes, ma'am." "[Distorted chatter]" "You see, Lionel?" "Eye contact." "(Shaw) Yeah, Lionel." "Women's charities are a great way to meet ladies." "You're always outnumbered, and it's for a good cause." "Isn't that a little tacky?" "I prefer the word "Strategic."" "Stop primping, gorgeous." "Somebody's watching you." "Lady by the silent auction." "Great smile." "What do we do?" "She's already doing all the work for you." "Now off you go." "Are you feeling a little exposed having an anti-tank missile in our possession in the middle of Manhattan, or is it just me?" "Samaritan won't be looking for a college professor with an AT4." "It's not Samaritan I'm worried about." "Then who?" "Homeland Security." "NYPD." "An errant meter maid." "Egret?" "And you are?" "The freakin' Dalai Lama." "I'm Jerry." "The guy who was sent by the other guy you contacted about the thing you wanted to sell?" "You have a buyer for us?" "I thought Egret would be more, uh, badass." "I mean, you got that rep, you know?" "You don't look so tough." "That's because I have only two modes, Jerry... calm and furious." "It's a rare person that sees the latter and lives to talk about it." "Okay." "Okay." "I gotcha." "Everyone relax now." "Follow me." "[Distorted chatter]" "(Fusco) I-I like it too." "I don't know what it is, but I like it." "[Laughs]" "Oh, come on, Fusco." "Just ask her for her number already." "We need to figure out if your new buddy's a killer." "Wait a sec." "Who's this guy?" "Longshoreman." "Fusco, grab Andre and go out the back exit now." "I..." "I'm sorry." "I-I have to go." "What are you doing?" "Why didn't you get her number?" "You're in danger." "We need to get you out of here right now, come on." "Hey there." "[Grunting]" "Oh, wicked stomach cramps." "Back up!" "Mick, you don't know what you're doing." "I'm afraid you got that the other way around, pal." "[Grunting]" "Get him in." "Bring 'em both." "Let's go." "Let's go, move!" "You know, I went back to the art gallery." "That fake security guard, he high-tailed it out of there." "They must want something from Andre." "Otherwise he'd already be dead." " [Groans]" " Sorry." "Mickey and Cooper must have stolen that shipment together." "I bet someone double-crossed someone." "We need to track Mickey's van." "You're a cop now." "Full access pass to domain awareness?" "Thanks to Big Brother, we can be watching too." "This has been time-stamped 20 minutes ago." "Let's move." "I can't, Shaw." "Captain Moreno handed me a priority homicide." "What do you think this is gonna be if we don't get to Fusco soon?" "She's got me under a microscope." "If she figures out who I really am," "Samaritan will too, and we'll all be dead." "[Phone rings]" "Riley." "Yes, ma'am." "I'm on my way to interview the vendor now." "Well, he's been a little bit hard to find, ma'am..." "Fine, but I'm taking the dog." "[Whistles]" "You want to tell me what you got me involved in?" "I'm sorry, Lionel." "I thought Mickey was out of my life for good." "What did you ass clowns do?" "Not me." "Mickey." "Some dealer named Dominic paid him off to disappear a container full of guns." "He just deleted it out of the system." "DA suspects Mickey's involved." "They want me to testify." "I said I wouldn't." "How come?" "You know how hard it is to turn your back on your friends because it's the right thing to do?" "Yeah." "I know a little bit about that." "Then you understand why I didn't say anything." "What are you girls gossiping about?" "Andre here was just telling me what a moron you are for kidnapping a cop." "Yeah, that came as a bit of a surprise." "Since when are you hanging out with cops, Dre?" "Lionel's a client, and he's a good man." "Let him go." "It's too late for that, buddy." "Now just tell me what you've been saying to the DA about my little side job?" "I already told you." "Nothing." "I want to believe that." "You've known me for 15 years." "You're like a brother." "You know I'm telling the truth." "You were my brother, but you abandoned me." "Because you got greedy." "You took an honest job and you turned it dirty." "I made a business deal." "Yeah, with a criminal street gang." "Now you got good men doing bad things." "Good men do bad things all the time." "No, you're worse than those dealers, 'cause you turned on your friends, like Milo." "I did what I had to do." "Look, if you kill a cop, the feds are gonna come looking for you." "No." "They're gonna come looking for you, 'cause that is how I'm gonna set it up." "Get 'em ready." "I saw nothing." "I told them..." "You were in Red Hook the night the victim died." "We traced your cell." "I wasn't even there." "I'm not lying." "What if I help your memory?" "Here's how this works." "You remember something useful, and I give you this envelope in exchange for one of these lovely handbags." "These are genuine, right?" "Sell me this purse, and you get to start a new life." "But first you need to tell me what you saw." "You're certain we can trust these gentlemen?" "Trust 'em?" "Of course not." "You can't trust anyone, Egret." "What world do you live in?" "This is gonna be interesting." "It's going to be a lot less interesting once we're dead," "Ms. Groves." "[Distorted chatter]" "Okay, Bear, on three." "One, two..." "Zoek, Bear." "Zoek." "I hired a friend to make sure this container never reaches its destination." "Don't worry." "You'll probably die of heat stroke before you drown." "Let's go." "[Distorted chatter]" "The famous Mr. Egret." "It seems you materialized out of nowhere." "Now you are everywhere." "How is that?" "I'm a very private person." "Yes." "I am as well." "You're lucky you know my friend, Jerry." "We don't trust outsiders." "150,000." "Would you like to count it?" "Mr. Egret and I are certain the money's all there." "No, I can't do this." " Harold..." " I'm sorry." "This missile is no longer for sale." "I thought you were a man of your word, Mr. Egret." "Not if it involves selling a rocket launcher to the mob." "Any mob." "That happens to be a line I'm not willing to cross." "She knows you so well, Harold." "Now we get to kill two birds with one stone." "Should we tie 'em up just in case?" "[Men groaning]" "What was the point of all this, Ms. Groves?" "How did this ridiculous journey help anyone?" "Let me show you." "You're right." "These cufflinks are good for something." "Neat trick." "Who are you really, Lionel?" "A concerned third party." "What now?" "I think your friend wasn't kidding about the heat stroke." "There's no way we can bust out of here." "Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "You think anyone can hear us?" "What are you doing here?" "Me?" "What are you doing?" "I thought you were out playing detective." "My priority homicide traced back to our number." "The guy selling knock-off handbags saw a dock worker kill their victim." "That homicide you picked up was Milo Jacobs?" "That's our guy." "Where's Fusco?" "Here somewhere." "Bear, zoek." "[Dog barks]" "Mickey and his goons are still out there." "You get Fusco and the pick-up artist." "I'm gonna go hunting." "(Fusco and Andre) Hey!" "Fusco?" "We're in here!" "[Breathing deeply]" "Nice of you to show up, partner." "I was about to close my third case of the day." "Wanted to make sure you didn't die before I had a chance to brag about it." "Mickey's still out there." "I'm gonna get him." "[Gun clicks empty]" "They never give you enough ammo." "[Whistles]" "Look out, Lionel!" "[Dog snarls]" "(Shaw) Bear, heel!" "Thanks for the backup." "Anytime." "Nice moves, wingman." "You too." "[Distorted chatter]" "Hey, guys, give me a hand here, will you?" "Come on." "I have you to thank for this lovely knockoff, Riley?" "It wasn't my color." "I heard your old one smelled like an ashtray." "Who are these mooks?" "Latvian mob." "We got an anonymous phone call." "Found 'em in a Chinatown sweatshop." "Very strange case." "They were all shot in the knees." "If I didn't know any better," "I'd think it was your doing, Riley." "Great work today, guys." "You really managed to turn things around." "Thank you, Captain." "Drinks on me tonight." "I, uh..." "I guess you figured out how to be a good cop after all." "It's a process, Lionel." "Listen, about those drinks tonight, I, uh..." "I got somewhere to be." "Cooper came through on the dating front?" "[Distorted chatter]" "Right over there." "Thank you." "I'll be back." "Okay?" "Okay." "A club soda and a glass of chardonnay, please." "You spill your drink on her yet?" "That's a mating ritual in some cultures." "[Chuckles]" "I'm testifying against Mickey and his boys." "You were right." "You can't run from your past, at least not without getting shot at, right?" "Remember, eye contact, confidence." "Make sure you're having fun." "Andre, I got this." "I know you do." "But if you ever need a refresher course, you give me a call." "Done." "Here you go." " Hey." " Hi." "Thank you." "Welcome back." "Our Latvian friends won't be needing these supplies anymore." "This was the machine's plan?" "She believes in saving your irrelevant numbers, Harold." "And while you can't access any of your old bank accounts right now... things are looking up." "The only way the machine could give us this kind of financial assistance was to do so in a way that Samaritan would never discover." "Ill-gotten gains put to good use." "Maybe it's time you give her a second chance." "What will we do with the missile?" "I'm sure we'll think of something."