Top 50 Quotes From Person of Interest, Season 1, Episode 14

- Yo, you think brick's gonna talk?
- Brick is cool. Andre will protect him.
- Andre will take care of all of us, long as we take care of him.
- Yo, trim, ain't that your ride?
- Found your car.

Harold: I'm not sure I'm in favor of your troubling arrangement with young Darren.
John: I'm not sure I'm in favor of our troubling arrangement, especially when you disappear on mysterious business.
Harold: [Ignores this] GPS is up, Mr. Reese.
Darren: Who are you talking to?
John: Tech support.

Darren: Sorry I thought you were a cop.
John: Nothing wrong with cops... just bad ones.

John: [Darren drops a pile of bills and a quarter on the table] What's this?
Darren: It's all I got left. I want to hire you to help me take down those guys who killed my brother.
John: So, if I'm not a cop, I'm a mercenary, is that it?
Darren: No, I figured it out. You're a ronin.
John: A ronin?
Darren: Yeah, a ronin. It's like a samurai with no master. Technically, you should have killed yourself. That's the code. But instead you're out wandering the land, helping people. So now I'm paying you to help me.
John: I'm not for hire.
Darren: You can't stop me from going after them. But I have a better chance with you there.
John: [Thinks it over] There's no way to convince you to just lie low, huh? You can keep your money.
Darren: Nah, man. Take it. It makes it official.
John: No. If we're gonna do this, we're gonna do it my way. That means no killing.
[Takes the quarter]
John: This is my going rate.

Darren: Man, these cops let these guys do whatever they want - Kill my brother, walk around like they can't be touched.
John: But now we know how they're making their money. So they just got a lot less untouchable.
Darren: Ah "Observe".
John: To tell you the truth, I've always hated observing.

Darren: Yo I didn't hire you to just sit here and watch. When are we gonna take them down?
John: We've already started. Step one: Observe.The most efficient way to lose is a fight is to act without knowing your enemy.

Detective: [about Finch] He's got so many aliases, I don't even know where to start. Oldest one I could find is a Harold Wren. He's an underwriter for an insurance company for a number of years. Before that, MIT student, top of his class. It was there where he met the kid's dad - You know, Nathan Ingram. He's that billionaire that got killed a couple years back.
John: Ingram Graduated from the same class as Wren.
Detective: Yeah, except I did a little more digging. Wren was the name he used freshman year at MIT. That name doesn't appear on any records before '76, which tells me that Wren was a false identity too. This guy spent so much time being someone else, he probably doesn't know who he is anymore.
John: "Only the paranoid survive". You know, Lionel... you could have been a good cop if not for a few bad choices.
Detective: You got me snooping around your boss, but I make bad choices?
John: Man has a point.

John: Finch, any chance your machine gave us the number a few days late?
Harold: No. Why?
John: Because I had to crawl through police tape to get inside Darren's apartment.
Harold: The library may have been compromised, but I can assure you that the machine was not. Whatever happened there, Darren's situation must be ongoing.

John: This is Detective Fusco. He's a... f-friend.

- I'm calling them out.
- -trying to get yourself killed...
- Scrappy-doo?
- You're beginning to wear my last nerve.
- You might be scared of them, but I'm not.
- You about to get tossed, dwarf.
- Not unless you care to follow him.
- Why not let the kid go?
- And if I don't?

Will: That's what this is about - A dollar for dad's patents?
Alicia: I'm afraid so.
Will: So this is about the government helping him or screwing him, but why drink champagne? And what does it mean - "The machine"? Crushed by the machine?
Alicia: I suppose, yes, in a way, he was crushed by the machine.

- Phone's busted. Budget cuts.
- You know how these things go.
- Whatever.
- You can't hold me if you can't charge me.
- Yeah, that's right, you've done all this before, right?
- Yeah, you're right about one thing.
- You'll get out of here.
- When I take you to your arraignment.

- Fusco: Detective fusco.
- You're kidding me. When?

- Boom. Pow.
- Yo, now, that was some straight-up
- Shaolin and wu-tang whoop-ass.
- What kind of fighting style is that?
- You're a smart, talented kid, Darren.
- You gotta promise me that you'll stop looking for these guys.
- It's too dangerous for you out there.

John: [Hands Finch the bolt cutters] On my signal, you're going to cut power to the building
[Finch looks puzzled, Reese pumps the shotgun]
John: That's the signal.

- Maybe. Except for one thing.
- Remember that contract dad signed with the government for $1?
- It's the next day. February 25th, 2005.
- Well, that is something.
- I'm finished here and I'm starving.
- Let's get out of here.

John: I pulled some strings. You'll be starting at that charter school for the arts.
Darren: My trumpet!
John: They got drawing classes too.
Darren: They got drawing classes too. Is that right?
John: Remember, opportunities multiply as they're seized.
Darren: Sun Tzu Right. Hey, don't worry, man. Someday you'll find a home too.

- Hurry up, pops.
Curtis: Just a couple more to go, man, we'll be good.
Trim: Oh. Whoa, whoa!
- That's my car!
- Reese [over phone]: That was step two, kid.
- Meet me at the corner of rut/and and 52nd.

- What it looks like.
- One of my tenants got shot.
- About a week ago.
- Older kid, Travis mcgrady.
- Damn shame.
- Real good about paying rent on time.
- Travis had a younger brother, Darren.
- What happened to him?
- I don't know, cops took him with them.
- Hey, when can I clean this place up and get a new tenant in here?

Andre: I don't blame you. I blame the store. Kids spending their days reading these revenge stories, selling it like it's reality, but you know the thing about comic books? They're just comics.

Darren: Hey, you ever kill anyone?
John: Yes.
Darren: Were they bad?
John: Some. Not all.
Darren: Some? That means your master tricked you, told you to kill bad people that really weren't. A lot of ronin ended up that way.

Will: Alicia Corwin; she told me some stuff. I don't know if it's what I wanted to know. You know, I had my dad on a pedestal. Loved him, hated him, but just always admired him. It's kind of hard to believe he was just an ordinary guy, made mistakes like everybody else.
Harold: Well, whatever she told you, there's one thing you should know about him. Anytime anyone ever asked him what his proudest achievement was, he always said that it was you.

- Reinforce the firewall.
- Anything I can do?
- Finch: New number.
- Just came in this morning.
- Even with the library offline?
- His name is Darren mcgrady, 14 years old.
- That's his last known address.
- You better get started.

- Reese: You trying to reach your friend brick?
- Hello, Curtis.

John: Fusco tells me they got a lead on a foster family.
Darren: I had a family.
John: Darren, we don't get to choose what happens to us Just what we do about it. I looked into them. They're good people.
Darren: And if they aren't?
John: I'll take care of it.
[Holds up the quarter]
John: I'm, uh, still on the clock.

Curtis: You know what I think, T? I think your ride's gone, yo. Come on, man. Just get a new car. Call for the insurance.
Trim: What insurance? You were with me when I stole the damn thing.
Curtis: Yeah, but you bought those rims. They might replace those.

- The one labeled "plan b."
- Hey. You need backup?
- I don't know. Do I?
- Something to do with that fish the captain made you throw back.
- It might.
- I got a tip. You wanna go fishing?
- Yeah, sure, why not?

John: Morning, Detective. Miss me?
Joss: You know, I always pictured you in the back of my car... in handcuffs.
John: Well, to each his own.

Darren: Didn't know cops could pick and choose which calls to answer.
John: Never said I was a cop.
Darren: So, what are you, then?
John: One of these days I'll have to come up with a good answer for that one.

- What the hell is that?
- What the hell is that?
- Move!
- Go around back.
Darren: Yo!
- Carter: N.y.p.d. Drop your weapon.
- Fusco: Get down, kid!

- Go after Andre's bosses?
- The corrupt cops and the politicians that let them operate?
- You won't be able to stop until you destroy everyone you blame...
- For taking your brother's life.
- It won't bring him back.
- You'll just wind up in jail or dead.
- You think that's what your brother wanted for you?

- Look, I wanna help, but...
- You don't have to give me a name.
- Just point me in the right direction.
- Guy like you, coming out of shadows, looking for bad guys?
- You'd fit right in at the comic book store.
- Couple blocks that way.
- They hang out there.

- That's the kid?
- Darren, right? Yeah, I recognize you.
- We got something to talk about, right, you and me.

- They wouldn't act, so I decided I would.
- But I needed a partner.
- Someone with the skills to intervene.
- Hunted by the authorities, we work in secret.
- You will never find us.
- But victim or perpetrator, if your number's up, we I! Find you.

- If we're gonna do this, we're gonna do it my way.
- That means no killing.
- This is my going rate.
- All right, man. Deal.
- Look, you're working for me,
- I ought to know your name.
- Well, you can call me Reese.

John: [after Fusco gets shot] Fusco, you okay?
Detective: Yeah, just peachy.

Will: [Talking about his dad's old things] One or two things I'm sure he would have wanted you to have. Mostly it was boring stuff, except for this, which is just strange.
[Hands Harold a champagne cork wrapped in a piece of paper]
Harold: [Reads] Day one: The machine, February 24, 2005.
Will: It's interesting, isn't it?
Harold: Is it?
Will: I told you I'm looking into that period when dad shut down operations at the company. This is right in the middle of that. Now, obviously he was celebrating something, but what? A machine? The machine?
Harold: I wouldn't know. You know your dad; any excuse for champagne.
Will: Well, I guess you're right. But there's still one person who I think of who might know. You probably know her too Alicia Corwin?
Harold: No. I don't think so.
Will: Hers is the only name that appears in any of the files during that seven-year blackout, and she worked for the White House. I guess they were in touch about something.
Harold: Have you been in contact with her?
Will: It wasn't easy. After she quit her job at the government a year ago after dad died, she moved to this remote town in West Virginia - Green Bank.
Harold: Never heard of it.
Will: Me neither. Turns out it's the only place in the US. That doesn't have cell phones or wireless Internet. Apparently, they do something to the radio telescopes.
Harold: Are you sure you're not chasing shadows here, Will?
Will: Maybe, except for one thing. Remember that contract that dad signed with the government for $1? It's the next day - February 25th, 2005.

Brick: You can't hold me if you can't charge me.
Joss: Yeah, that's right. You've done all this before, right? Yeah, well, you're right about one thing. You'll get out of here... When I take you to your arraignment.

- We'll see. My boys will look for you.
- I see you made friends, as usual.
- Reese: Found our missing kid.
- I gotta get him out of here.
- He's your murder suspect.
- Carter: Get down on the ground.
- Put your hands behind your head now.
- Where you going?
- Gotta get him somewhere safe.
- Sorry.

John: Witnesses can ID the shooters. They're just too scared.
Harold: Why would they want to talk to you?
John: I have my ways.

John: Finch, Darren's run off, probably to go after Brick again. And this time he's got the gun they used to kill his brother
Harold: In other words, the idea of letting a 14-year-old hire you to avenge his brother has backfired?
John: You can lecture me later. Right now I need you to bring me the bag.
Harold: Which bag?
John: The one labeled "Plan B."

- I know it must be tough to think of his final days that way, but let it go, will.
- You sound like my uncle Harold.
- I do? Who's he?
- My dad's best friend, Harold wren?
- Are you sure you two never met?
- No. We haven't.
- I have to go.
- I'm sorry I couldn't be more help.

- He probably doesn't know who he is anymore.
- Only the paranoid survive.
- You know, Lionel, you could've been a good cop...
- If not for a few bad choices.
- You got me snooping around your boss, but I make bad choices?
- Man has a point.

John: The higher up you go, the harder it gets to tell the good guys from the bad.

- Get me whatever I want.
- And right now, I want my damn money.
- In Brighton beach. Tonight.
- Now, y'all mess that up,
- I will kill you both.
- Now we know who's weak, who's in charge and how to hurt them.
- What's step six, man?
- Well, that's the fun part. Come on.

Comic: Mr. Wilcox, what's this dude's superpower? He got no costume, no cape.
Andre: 'Cause being a superhero's not about a cape or a cowl. It's about protecting your fellow man, looking out for him when no one else will.

- Operator: 911, what is your emergency?
- Man 1: I got a flat tire.
- Woman: They won't turn their music down.
- Man 2: I just know he's sleeping with her.
Darren: Please help me.
- It's my brother, they shot him.
- Please send someone.
- Recording: We 're sorry. All circuits are busy.

Darren: Curtis and Trim. I'm calling 'em out.
Keach: You trying to get yourself killed, Scrappy Doo? You're beginning to wear my last nerve.
Darren: You might be scared of 'em, but I'm not.
Keach: You about to get yourself tossed, dwarf.
John: [Appears behind them] Not unless you care to follow him.

- Now, is this place safe?
- Yeah, she likes to help kids.
- She hates paperwork.
- She takes in strays all the time.
- I'm not a stray.
- He'll be safe here.
- Good.
- I'll be back.
- Until then, he doesn't leave your sight.
- Yo, you really gonna leave me here?
- Not for long. Gotta return a vehicle.

- Fusco?
- Fusco. You okay?
- Yeah, just peachy.