- [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]
- Officer Patrick Simmons: What the hell happened out there?
- Lionel Fusco: You tell me. 'Cause they knew we were coming for him. We got double-crossed.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: The part I don't get they shot Bowman, but they let you just walk away.
- Lionel Fusco: 'Cause they want me to send HR a message. Elias said, "Go to hell". Quite frankly, I second the motion.
- John Reese: I recognize their methods. Had a similar experience in Russia. It was a kill box. Didn't work out too well for them. Disabled the GPS. Can't risk them accessing it to track you down.
- Fermin Ordoñez: Who are you?
- John Reese: Just a guy who needed a ride.
- 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.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Detective, the meeting with Elias' guys is on for this morning. We'll come and pick you up.
- Lionel Fusco: Count me out.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: You got one too many skeletons in the closet to be calling the shots here. Not to mention, a couple buried in the ground. But they can always be dug up.
- Fermin Ordoñez: Sorry, I'm not in service.
- John Reese: Here's the thing. You're gonna want to give me a lift anyway.
- Fermin Ordoñez: Listen, I'm having a pretty lousy day, okay? You mind, uh, just getting out?
- John Reese: I'm afraid it's gonna get a whole lot worse, Fermin.
- Fermin Ordoñez: I don't want any trouble.
- John Reese: Unfortunately, you and I don't have much to say on that matter.
- Detective Joss Carter: Let me guess, your driver confessed to killing the Russian in the park.
- John Reese: Not exactly. You want the good news or the bad news?
- Detective Joss Carter: Start with the good.
- John Reese: Pushkov was killed by the Estonian mob. They're chasing a laptop he left in our driver's cab.
- Detective Joss Carter: Which explains the Secret Service swarming the body. Why do they want this laptop so bad?
- John Reese: Don't know yet, but they're willing to kill anyone who comes in contact with it. Keep an eye out for a blonde. She runs point for them.
- Detective Joss Carter: I'll pull our analytical brief on the Estonians. Now, what's the bad news?
- John Reese: They just dropped another body.
- 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?
- Irina Kapp: A friend of mine was in your cab last night. You recognize him?
- [shows photo]
- Fermin Ordoñez: Er... I see a lot of people every day.
- Irina Kapp: You drove him. Did he leave anything behind? Do not lie to me.
- Fermin Ordoñez: Look, lady, I turn in the cab every night. If someone did leave anything behind I didn't find it.
- Irina Kapp: [on phone, in Estonian] Koristage see jama ära.
- [Clean this mess up]
- 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.
- Lionel Fusco: You don't need me for this. You got youngblood recruit right over there. Have him twist a few arms for you.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Elias knows how to hold a grudge. You're here because if this thing goes sideways, these guys are gonna want something to shoot.
- Lionel Fusco: That's comforting.
- Scarface: Gotta say took some balls, calling a meeting like this. In the shape HR is in, I'm not quite sure what you have to offer anymore.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Your boss wanted the heads of the five families on a stick. Grifoni's the only one that got away.
- Scarface: Last I checked, he was in Witness Protection.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: And on the back of this photo his alias and present address in nowheresville, suburbia.
- Scarface: And in exchange, you want what?
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Elias' support in rebuilding HR.
- Scarface: [Calls Elias] So here's the deal. The boss accepts your offer on one condition. We're not interested in going out and getting him. The boss says you bring Grifoni to us. Then all is forgiven.
- Detective Joss Carter: We got an ID on the body?
- Agent Regina Vickers: No offense, but this case is "need to know*.
- Detective Joss Carter: No offense taken. But, uh, if a body drops in New York City, we're gonna have to ID it.
- Agent Regina Vickers: [sighs] Vadim Pushkov, Russian national. What we're mainly concerned with is if he had anything on his person. Has anything turned up yet? A laptop? A phone?
- Detective Raymond Terney: Well, just some receipts, and, uh and this.
- [Shows a stack of bills which have been ripped in half]
- Detective Raymond Terney: Makes you wonder where the other half went.
- 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.
- Fermin Ordoñez: Sometimes I wish that I'd never left Cuba.
- John Reese: You did a brave thing. Leaving to find a better life for your family.
- Fermin Ordoñez: American dream, right? You get a good job, you buy a house. I'd trade all that in just to see my family one more time. To see my son grow up, you know? Ah, he doesn't even know who I am anyway.
- John Reese: I can help you make things right, Fermin. But you've got to trust me.
- Fermin Ordoñez: Do I have a choice?
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Fusco. Bowman will swing by and pick you up. You two will get the package, deliver it as planned.
- Lionel Fusco: Hey, listen, I've been thinking about this. I can't do it. I got to keep my nose clean because I'm no good to you locked up.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: Oh, I'm sure we'd find something for you to do with yourself, Lionel. Besides, you're not that much good to me as it is.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: My fed contact says Donnelly's been crowing about burying HR.
- Alonzo Quinn: And yet, here we are. Still, we have a larger problem.
- Officer Patrick Simmons: No one's gonna open their mouth about us. I made sure of that.
- Alonzo Quinn: Make no mistake, my friend. We are just businessmen, and businesses run on money, revenue.