Burn Notice (TV Series)

Scorched Earth (2012)

Jeffrey Donovan: Michael Westen

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• Sam Axe : There you are. Been looking all over for you. Is Fi...?

  Michael Westen : I was too late, Sam.

  Sam Axe : Look, Mike, you can't blame yourself. I mean, there was nothing you could do. It wasn't like any of us could stop her.

  Michael Westen : What about you, Sam?

  Sam Axe : What are you talking about?

  Michael Westen : You know exactly what I'm talking about.

  Sam Axe : Well- No. I... I don't.

  Michael Westen : You expect me to believe she knocked you out? How is that possible?

  [Michael grabs Sam around the nape of his neck] 

  Michael Westen : How is that possible?

  Sam Axe : Mike, come on, man. What do you want me to say? Okay. Yeah. Yeah, maybe I could have fought her off. That's right. But did it ever occur to you that maybe she was right? You were losing yourself, Mike. You were selling out everything you ever fought for.

  Michael Westen : I was fighting for her!

  Sam Axe : By burning spies? Mike, you were betraying your friends. You were about to betray your god damn government.

  Michael Westen : [near tears]  What do I do now, Sam? What do I do? I've just been fighting for so long, Sam. And she was all I had left.

• Michael Westen : [voiceover]  The vehicle you want when hunting someone down depends on where you are in the chase. If you're behind your target, you need a set of wheels that's fast enough to catch up. If you're ahead and waiting for your target to come to you, you may want to think bigger.

  Sam Axe : Uh, Mike, the clock's ticking. I mean, I thought the idea was to get ahead of Anson so we can spot him from the road.

  Michael Westen : [picking up a rock]  There are no exits for ten miles along that highway. It'll be a lot easier if the traffic's stopped.

  [Michael uses the rock to break the window of a big rig] 

  Sam Axe : Oh, great!

  Michael Westen : [voiceover]  Anti-theft devices, like transponder keys and transmission locks, make newer trucks nearly impossible to steal. Hot-wiring an older truck, on the other hand, is still just a matter of sorting the terminals on the starter solenoid. And, of course, dealing with whoever happens to own the truck.

  Trucker : [spotting Michael and Sam]  Hey! What the hell are you doing?

  Sam Axe : [trying to laugh it off]  Hey, I know this doesn't look good.

  Trucker : No! This guy's stealing my truck!

  Sam Axe : Uh, yeah, he is, but see, the thing is it's kind of a long story, and trust me, pal, you don't want to mess with that guy right now.

  Trucker : Out of my way!

  Sam Axe : Can't do that.

  [the trucker decks Sam; Michael fires a warning shot into the adjacent truck] 

  Michael Westen : Fight's over. Walk away now.

  Sam Axe : [stuffing some bills into the trucker's shirt pocket]  Here. Buy yourself another hot dog. And, uh, you might want to call your insurance company. I think you're gonna need a new truck.

• Michael Westen : Anson, where the hell are you?

  Anson Fullerton : You find my car yet?

  Michael Westen : [feigning ignorance]  What are you talking about? I'm at the CIA offices sorting out the mission you just sabotaged.

  Anson Fullerton : Nice try, Michael. I know you, remember? A massive accident stops traffic. A massive accident that miraculously injures no one? You might as well have held up a sign that says "Here I am".

• Michael Westen : [he and Sam are pinned down by a pair of security guards]  Anson could see us at the gate. He's gotta be in one of those windows. We gotta get in there, Sam.

  Sam Axe : Oh, yeah? How do you propose to do that with our new friends outside?

  Michael Westen : We're gonna have to go through 'em.

  Sam Axe : Whoa, whoa. Mike, slow down. I mean, I know you want to nail Anson...

  Michael Westen : I am *not* losing him, Sam!

  Sam Axe : They got both exits covered, and if this gonna be a bloodbath, I'm out, because the guys outside are just doing their jobs. Even if they are a little trigger happy.

  Michael Westen : [indicating a dead security officer nearby]  That's probably our best way out of here.

  Sam Axe : What, getting shot?

  Michael Westen : Something like that.

  [Michael goes to the security guard, dips his hand in the blood, and smears some on his arm] 

  Sam Axe : Oh, Mike, no, no. This is not a good plan. I don't like this plan.

  Michael Westen : Well, get ready to like it even less, 'cause I need you to play dead.

• Michael Westen : [to two security guards he and Sam have subdued]  I'm Michael, this is Sam. Now that we're all friends, I have a couple of questions I need answered. I don't want to hurt you, but that doesn't mean I won't.