- Detective Joss Carter: I need you to tell me the truth about something.
- Detective Lionel Fusco: There's no Santa. It was your parents.
- Leon Tao: So this guy's dealing drugs?
- Harold Finch: That's putting it mildly. Based on the financial information I've seen, he's laundering profits on the order of eight figures.
- Leon Tao: Wow, I'm jealous... angry. Angry. He must be stopped.
- John Reese: Seems his game of choice is baccarat.
- Harold Finch: Ah, he enjoys the classics. It's designed to be simple. Two hands. Player, banker. You guess which hand adds up closest to nine.
- John Reese: I was an international spy, Finch. I know how to play baccarat.
- John Reese: We have to stop meeting like this.
- Leon Tao: But I'm always so happy to see you.
- John Reese: Next time this happens, Leon, I'm gonna be on vacation.
- Leon Tao: It's not technically a crime to scam a scammer!
- Nigerian: But it is a crime to cut out a man's intestines and make him wear them as a hat.
- Leon Tao: Wait. You - you plan to kill me?
- [Realization hits]
- Nigerian: Probably.
- Leon Tao: Okay, that's a big mistake. Yeah, you better get out of here, right now while you still can.
- [Reese busts into the room and attacks the Nigerians]
- Leon Tao: It's not like I'm still crying over Candi, but it's always the same story, you know? You find a girl you like. She's tall, she's pretty, and it turns out someone paid her to handcuff you to a bed so they could murder you.
- John Reese: Same old story.
- Harold Finch: The casino tracts regular gamblers through a loyalty card system. If we could access Lou's, it would have information on his entire gambling history.
- John Reese: Any way you can hack into the system?
- Harold Finch: I've been trying since yesterday. Casinos invest heavily in their security, and their firewalls are of the tricky sort. But every Achilles has a heel, and theirs is greed. Their video blackjack game is connected to the internet so that online users can lose money too. I'm playing against you right now.
- John Reese: [Looks at the game on his screen] You're not doing very well.
- Harold Finch: Winning is not the goal. The game is so eager to let me play that it's allowed my malware to slip through.
- John Reese: Remind me never to cross you, Finch.
- John Reese: Lou gave you the slip, didn't he?
- Harold Finch: When he deposited my keys in a tank full of crustaceans, I got the distinct impression that he didn't appreciate being followed.
- Lou Mitchell: So you think, uh, you think I'll be able to come back?
- Harold Finch: Maybe. Eventually.
- Lou Mitchell: At my age, there's not much eventually left.
- Harold Finch: Mr. Mitchell, I believe that you may be in grave danger. Let me help you.
- Lou Mitchell: Yeah, cause when people need help, they think, "call the IRS".
- John Reese: You can trust me. I'm with...
- Lou Mitchell: Harold? Yeah, I figured. So I guess you're not really with the IRS, huh?
- John Reese: Is it that obvious?
- Darien Makris: All you had to do was lose, old man. So before you die, I'm gonna make you realize that you are a loser. And that's all you're ever gonna be. You like games, right, Lou? Huh?
- [Pulls out a gun, loads a single bullet]
- Darien Makris: Roulette's my favorite. It's just you versus the wheel. You may skate by for a spin or two. But in the end, the house always wins.
- Lou Mitchell: [Makris points the gun at Reese] I - I'll give you all the money back, just don't - just stop this. Just stop it
- Darien Makris: [Fires, no bullet] Oh, he's safe. For now.
- [Moves the gun to Leon]
- Leon Tao: Come on, man. You gotta save me. That's your thing!
- [Makris fires, again miss]
- Darien Makris: Not him either. The odds are getting worse.
- [Moves the Gun to Harold]
- Harold Finch: [to Lou] Sometimes your luck just runs out.
- [Reese springs into action, flips the table with one kick, takes out Makris' guys]
- Lou Mitchell: [Makris tries to shoot, his gun is empty] Hey, dumbass I cheated.
- [Holds up the bullet]
- Harold Finch: Mr. Reese, I see you've returned to the casino. Is Lou at the tables?
- John Reese: He will be soon.
- Harold Finch: To do what? He has no money!
- John Reese: Tell that to the wad of bills he just forked over to the cashier.
- Lou Mitchell: I made a promise, Harold. To Marilyn, right before she passed. She grabbed my arm. She knew what I was thinking. That - that maybe I'd, you know, join her. And she told me she didn't save my life, so I could throw it away.
- Harold Finch: And you haven't.
- Lou Mitchell: Laundering drug money? That's a living? And now to just run away? No. No, I'm taking back every dime I put in his pocket. Please. I don't want to die a loser.
- Harold Finch: Very well. Then if we're gonna do this, we're gonna do it right. I think you can take Makris for more than the 320,000. But to win big, you have to bet big. So I'm staking you. And you'd better be as good as you say you are.
- IAB Detective Ginsberg: Detective Szymanski, did you talk to Anthony Marconi two nights ago?
- Detective Bill Szymanski: No. Absolutely not.
- IAB Detective Ginsberg: No? Then when was the last time you guys talked?
- Detective Bill Szymanski: [Gestures to the photo of Scarface] The last time I talked to that guy, his men shot me.