- Harold Finch: [after the baby was found playing with a grenade] I told you to move your arsenal!
- John Reese: I was going to...
- Harold Finch: When? After the whole place was blown up? You know how I feel about guns! This really isn't working... one of us always being here - minding the baby!
- John Reese: Well, you're the one who stole her...
- Harold Finch: Thanks for reminding me of that!
- John Reese: How could you let her go?
- Harold Finch: I didn't... she knocked down the books and walked off...
- John Reese: She can't walk, Finch!
- John Reese: Uh-oh. Amber alert. "Baby kidnapped from St. Raymond's clinic last night. Suspect is a short man with mousy hair and thick glasses". That's not very flattering, Finch, but better than the picture.
- [There's a very bad picture of Finch]
- Harold Finch: It's no wonder they never catch anybody with these things.
- Harold Finch: [Changing the baby] This flap here, that flap there, see? Neat and simple.
- John Reese: I see your time at MIT wasn't wasted.
- Detective Joss Carter: Where's the baby now?
- Harold Finch: John has her.
- Detective Joss Carter: John? John? You trust him with a baby?
- Detective Joss Carter: Who you buying that stuff for?
- Harold Finch: That's why I wanted to talk to you. A baby went missing from a clinic in Washington Heights last night.
- Detective Joss Carter: Missing? It was stolen! By some weird-looki...
- [Looks at Finch]
- Detective Joss Carter: No. You didn't.
- Harold Finch: She was in imminent danger of kidnap.
- Detective Joss Carter: So *you* kidnapped her?
- Harold Finch: Oh, excellent. The accountants at the clinic have coughed up the tax ID numbers of their donor. Nothing like a fear of the IRS to produce results. Tax ID belongs to Petrosian Construction. Company owned by Adnan Petrosian. And if we dive into that swamp of indiscretion known as social media, we will learn that Adnan Petrosian has been married to Nicola for more than 20 years. They have one son Bradley, who's taking a master's in finance at NYU.
- John Reese: [Holds up Leila to a picture of Adnan and Bradley] Dadda? Or dadda?
- Harold Finch: Be serious, Mr. Reese.
- Carl Elias: John, it's good to see you again. So tell me, did you fall out with your boss? Are you looking for a job?
- John Reese: I'm looking for help.
- Carl Elias: From me? Why would I help you?
- John Reese: I saved your life.
- Carl Elias: You did, didn't you? But you also broke up a little family reunion that I had planned. That was you, wasn't it?
- [John is silent]
- Carl Elias: Honest to a fault. What's this about?
- John Reese: Someone kidnapped a child, murdered her mother. Just like Moretti murdered your mother, stole your childhood.
- Carl Elias: I survived.
- John Reese: This child won't. She's six months old, a baby. I know you're aiming to take over this city, but to control it, you need rules. When people start targeting children, there are no rules... no winners!
- Scarface: [as he tosses Reese's gun back to him] I'd have just shot you, but the Boss has got a soft spot for you.
- Detective Joss Carter: You brought her with you? Every cop in that city is looking for that kid.
- John Reese: I'm teaching her to go undercover. She's a natural.
- Gianni Moretti: Do I have to stay here?
- Detective Joss Carter: You're a free man, Gianni. You can walk out of here and into a bullet anytime - or you can stay and help us get Elias before he gets you!
- Harold Finch: [Leila has been taken] So no one knows where she is.
- John Reese: Not no one. There is someone who knows the underworld, the soldiers, the gangs, the syndicates.
- Harold Finch: Come on, you're not serious.
- John Reese: You still have that burner phone?
- Harold Finch: No, we can't use it.
- John Reese: Leila is in the hands of men who won't hesitate to kill her if things go bad.
- Harold Finch: It's still too risky.
- John Reese: I'm all out of moves, Finch. Risk is all I've got left.
- Detective Joss Carter: Don't tell me you're here for Moretti. How did you know he was being released?
- [John gives her a look]
- Detective Joss Carter: Should have guessed. Whenever you show up, trouble's just around the corner.
- John Reese: What's your plan, Carter?
- Detective Joss Carter: I got authority to offer Moretti protection. In exchange, he tells us how to get New York's public enemy number one. His own son: Elias.
- John Reese: Bradley Petrosian has been a good student. Hasn't phoned anyone, hasn't spoken to any suspicious characters.
- Harold Finch: So are we barking up the wrong tree?
- John Reese: Maybe. Hang on. He's meeting someone.
- [Watches Bradley greet a man - with a kiss]
- John Reese: Finch You were right about the wrong tree.
- Harold Finch: What?
- John Reese: I don't think Bradley Petrosian was sleeping with Claudia Cruz. His tastes run in the other direction.
- John Reese: All right. You win.
- Carl Elias: We both win, John. Where's Moretti?
- John Reese: What guarantee do I have?
- Carl Elias: You don't.
- John Reese: 1465 Jefferson... Queens.
- Carl Elias: Thank you, John. You were right. I would never harm a child. But then, I knew you wouldn't either.
- John Reese: Be nice to have a child. Children. Think that'll ever happen?
- Harold Finch: Probably not. Our line of work. The trouble with children, you never know how they're gonna turn out.
- Nurse Abbott: Leila's a safe-haven baby. Dr. Adalian himself found her outside the clinic.
- Harold Finch: So who applied for her social security number?
- Nurse Abbott: That was me. I wanted to be sure the state knew who Leila was, even if her own parents didn't care. Normally she'd be given up for adoption by now, but she had medical issues like her bronchitis. She'll find a home soon.
- Harold Finch: Thank you, nurse.
- [Nurse leaves. Harold looks at the baby, the most recent number]
- Harold Finch: Hello, Leila. Now who in the world would want to hurt you?
- John Reese: Hey, Finch. Got eyes on the Petrosians, getting ears. These guys have serious money, Finch. You probably go to the same country club.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Did you hear Gianni Moretti got out of prison yesterday then vanished? All state police found was five dead goombas.
- Lionel Fusco: Mobsters killing each other - how tragic.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Except it wasn't just mobsters. Your partner was there too.
- Lionel Fusco: Carter?
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Looks like she and a couple of cowboys got some kind of rinky-dink off-book operation. They've hidden Moretti. We want to find out where.
- Lionel Fusco: HR can't find out? Thought you guys had your fingers in all the pies.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: You are one of the pies, Fusco.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Anything on Carter yet?
- Lionel Fusco: I followed her. Learned something.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: What? What'd you learn?
- Lionel Fusco: [Seems conflicted] She... she had a pizza. She got a thing for pepperoni.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: And I got a dead body with your name on it. Don't think I won't use it.
- John Reese: ...hope you gave her something to eat - and not just your hand-me-downs.
- Harold Finch: Chicken and prunes... they're her favourites.
- John Reese: Sounds... disgusting.
- Detective Joss Carter: You know Elias is looking for you.
- Gianni Moretti: I don't see him.
- Detective Joss Carter: Not yet. But I could put you somewhere safe, try to keep you alive.
- Gianni Moretti: Now I remember you now. You're the one Elias wanted to kill. The cop who's on her own. Looks like nothing's changed.
- Novak: Stop, I have the baby! I said stop!
- John Reese: Put the bag down.
- Novak: No, you'll just shoot me.
- John Reese: You're right.
- [shoots him]