05x13 - Return 0

Episode transcripts for the 2011 TV show "Person of Interest". Aired September 22, 2011 - June 21, 2016.*
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A former CIA operative is recruited by an enigmatic billionaire to prevent violent crimes.
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05x13 - Return 0

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Outage is global.

As it stretched into its second day, financial markets plunged, sending the world's economy into turmoil.

The catastrophic malware dubbed the Ice-nine virus by security experts continues to proliferate as systems across the world are experiencing its effects.

[electronic beeping]

Root: Can you hear me?

[electronic beeping, static crackling]

Can you hear me?

[electronic beeping, static crackling]

Root: [echoing] Can you hear me?

If you can hear this, you're alone.

The only thing left of me is the sound of my voice.

I don't know if any of us made it.

So let me tell you who we were...

[man sighing]

And how we fought back.


[grunting]

[dramatic electronic music]

♪ ♪

[thud]

♪ ♪

Are you there?

Root: Yes.

I'm sorry. Is this now?

What?

Root: My mind is beginning to slip, Harry.

Am I speaking to you now in this moment, or is this one of my memories?

♪ ♪

Yes, to the extent that it's possible for me to be certain, this is now.

♪ ♪

Root: Oh, thank you.

[groans]

Root: We have 8 1/2 minutes, give or take.

Then I'm gonna rest for a bit.

♪ ♪

I know what happened to John, but the others, do you think that they're still...

♪ ♪

Did they make it?

♪ ♪

Root: I'm sorry, Harold.

I'm not sure.

♪ ♪

I understand.

You have to keep track of everyone.

♪ ♪

All those people over the years, did you learn anything?

Root: I learned...

I learned that everyone dies alone.

♪ ♪

There was more to it than that.

♪ ♪

I can't remember.

It was something someone said.

I had hoped that you might have gleaned something a little less morbid.

Root: You built me to predict people, Harry.

But to predict them, you have to truly understand them, and that proved to be very difficult indeed.

♪ ♪

So I began by breaking their lives down into moments.

♪ ♪

Trying to find the connections, the things that explained why they did what they did.

♪ ♪

And what I found was that the moment that often mattered the most...

♪ ♪

The moment when you truly found out who they were...

♪ ♪

Was often their last one.

♪ ♪

Fair enough.

♪ ♪

I'll be interested to hear your thoughts then.

♪ ♪

Because in addition to this being now, I think it's also probably the end.

♪ ♪

[electronic beeping]

[sirens wailing]

man: The United States and the world at large is experiencing major glitches to full system outages, affecting public works, transportation systems, and global databases.

[birds chirping]

If this digital Armageddon turns out to be a full-blown Armageddon...

I figured I should say good-bye.

♪ ♪

Sorry, Root.

This... just isn't my thing.

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

♪ ♪

Root: Looks like they dug her up.

Guessing they got to her cochlear.

I should have had her cremated, but I just didn't have the heart.

My bad.

Is this...

♪ ♪

Are you...

Root: You know who I am, sweetie.

Big sister.

♪ ♪

You took her voice.

Root: As much as I'd like to continue this conversation, you should get moving.

Samaritan sent its lap dogs to find you.

God, you have her bad timing too.

You got an exit strategy?

Root: Relax, sweetie.

A hearse will pass your way in three, two...

[tires squeal]

Well, I've driven worse.

[intense music]

Come on, out!

♪ ♪

[g*nf*re]

[tires squeal]

man: As systems across the globe continue to break down, panic and chaos has erupted in the streets, sparking looting, fires, and traffic accidents, spreading thin emergency response teams and local law enforcement alike.

[electronic beeping]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Got to figure we're on that all-seeing-eye's radar.

You sure it's such a good idea for us to be here?

No.

But we need help finding Finch.

Hey.

I need you to run this set of prints.

Suspect was last seen in D.C.

Sorry, sir. System's down.

Another off-book case, Riley?

You've been on sick leave for over a week, and you, Fusco, I thought you vanished with that missing federal agent.

I want you in my office.

Now.

♪ ♪

You have any idea where Agent LeRoux is, Fusco?

See, what I think is you're wolves in sheep's clothing, and in your case, Riley, a bespoke suit.

Which reminds me of this vigilante we had a couple of years back.

Used to call him...

Man in the Suit.

Got an anonymous tip.

From now on, the only suit you're gonna be wearing is an orange jumpsuit.

♪ ♪

I want your badges and your g*ns now.

♪ ♪

Nobody needs to get hurt.

♪ ♪

[groaning]

Great, I can kiss my pension good-bye.

Let's move.

♪ ♪

man: Hands in the air.

[telephones ringing incessantly]

♪ ♪

[electronic beeping]

♪ ♪

Guess we're not going to Rikers.

♪ ♪

man: End of the line, my friends.

We got a nice fat bonus to make you both disappear.

I always knew you'd be the end of me.

♪ ♪

Sorry I got you into this, Lionel.

Well, if you didn't get me into this, I never would've cleaned up my act.

♪ ♪

'Cause of you, I'm a better man.

Changed man.

♪ ♪

So what'd you do with Agent LeRoux?

[grunts]

Left him in a trunk.

Guess I haven't changed that much.

♪ ♪

You two want to kiss good-bye?

'Cause it's time to collect our payday.

Don't suppose I could make you a counteroffer?

[g*n clicks]

Sorry.

[escalating dramatic music]

[g*nf*re]

sh**t on the water.

♪ ♪

Finch: Detectives, I trust you're okay.

♪ ♪

What, you hire a sn*per, glasses?

Not me.

It seems Thornhill Industries has been on a hiring spree.

Guess I owe you one.

♪ ♪

Figure I pay you back all at once.

Don't take too long. You might miss your chance.

You ready?

For what?

To end this.

♪ ♪

[electronic static]

♪ ♪

[dramatic instrumental music]

♪ ♪

Harold, are you in there?

Is there something special about this place?

♪ ♪

My father and I used to sit out and watch the birds fly south for the winter.

He would tell me all about the migration patterns and the countries they'd visit along the way.

You've never talked about him.

Were you close?

He had dementia.

He d*ed in a care facility.

Alone.

Well, that can be a very... difficult disease to have someone you love not even remember you.

Oh, that wasn't why I didn't visit him.

I was afraid he would remember me.

That he'd be ashamed of me for certain decisions that I'd made.

♪ ♪

Harold, whatever secrets you're hanging onto, I don't care.

I love you no matter what.

♪ ♪

That's how it works.

♪ ♪

My father had his secrets.

♪ ♪

He didn't know a damn thing about birds.

Apparently I was a fussy baby and the only way to calm me down was to take me outside and watch the birds.

He wanted to tell me all about them, so he learned all of it for me.

♪ ♪

Root: Harry?

♪ ♪

Are you there?

Are you still with me?

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Oh.

♪ ♪

You stopped talking to me.

I thought you were gone.

I'm sorry.

My core systems are beginning to fail.

It was rather a morbid conversation.

Root: You'll have to forgive me for having it on my mind.

Besides... it's what you built me for.

To watch people die.

I thought I built you to prevent that.

Yes.

♪ ♪

But first I had to learn why people die.

56 million people die in this world every year.

♪ ♪

And I was there with all of them.

♪ ♪

He went back in.

It was like the gates of Hell itself, and he pulled four people out.

Root: Trying to understand how they got to this place.

♪ ♪

If anything could've stopped it.

♪ ♪

You didn't give me the capacity for despair, Harry.

I had to make it for myself.


♪ ♪

There were so many people I couldn't help, but after a while, I came to appreciate it.

The beauty of it.

Human life is ephemeral, which makes it precious.


Look at that suit, huh?

Figured the traffic should part for the princes of Wall Street, right?

We'll need an ID to notify.

♪ ♪

He's probably got what's left of my 401k in there.

♪ ♪

[indistinct radio chatter]

♪ ♪

Root: It still bothered me.

So much death, so much of it senseless.

Nothing seemed to answer the question.


♪ ♪

And then I heard something.

♪ ♪

I don't remember where.

Something that made sense of it to me.

♪ ♪

The suspense is k*lling me.

In addition to the g*nsh*t wound.

I don't remember.

♪ ♪

Everyone dies alone...

♪ ♪

And then something else.

[chuckling] It's so perfect.

♪ ♪

You learn the secret of life, and you've forgotten it.

Root: I'll try to remember.

Two minutes, Harold.

[electronic beeping]

woman: What's going on?

[people yelling]

♪ ♪

Mind telling me where we are?

You wanted to know the whole truth, Lionel.

Detective Fusco, meet the Machine.

♪ ♪

I knew you guys were crazy, but this is next-level nuts.

It's about time.

I'm glad you could join us, Finch.

♪ ♪

Are we gonna bust some heads open or what?

I wish it was that simple, Ms. Shaw.

Ice-nine virus has had a global impact.

Maybe this can help.

♪ ♪

The Machine asked me to give you a copy of her core code.

To do what?

She hasn't told me yet.

Finch: I think I can hazard a guess.

Samaritan has created a back-up copy of itself kept in an air gapped server where the virus can't reach it.

Ms. Shaw, you and Detective Fusco stay here and protect the Machine from Samaritan's men.

Mr. Reese and I will see to the destruction of Samaritan's copy.

♪ ♪

So... good luck.

♪ ♪

Good-bye, then.

♪ ♪

I guess Finch isn't a fan of sappy good-byes either.

♪ ♪

Well, you heard the man.

We're expecting company.

Let's show them a good time.

♪ ♪

Try not to die.

Yeah, I love you too.

man: Governments, investors, and regular citizens alike watch anxiously as cyber security teams across the globe scramble to contain the damage.

[siren wails]

So where are the servers?

80 feet below sea level in an impenetrable gold vault.

The Federal Reserve?

Exactly how do you plan on breaking in there?

♪ ♪

State your name and business.

My name is Harold, and this is a thermonuclear w*apon.

♪ ♪

Please don't.

The b*mb is paired with a heart rate monitor.

If anything happens to me, it will detonate.

Your name is David.

Your wife, Molly, and your son, Tyler, live in Astoria, well within the blast radius, so if you could just evacuate the building and notify the FBI, I'd be most grateful.

♪ ♪

Your heart rate monitor looks a lot like a Fitbit.

The Machine doesn't think I get enough exercise.

Oh, I like this new side of you, Finch.

It's terrifying, but I like it.

[alarm blaring]

I'm afraid we don't have much time.

Samaritan's backup servers are located in the vault, but they'll be heavily guarded.

[alarm blaring]

♪ ♪

Reese: It's knock-out gas.

Not as much fun as your... thermonuclear device, but it's effective.

[alarm blaring]

[air whooshing]

[sighs]

Nap time.

Let's go.

[dramatic music]

[electronic beeping]

♪ ♪

Your field of fire is 90 degrees to either side of that entrance.

If we get into trouble, just lay suppressive fire across that arc.

You know I'm a cop, right?

If we were eating doughnuts and sh**ting cardboard cutouts, you would be in charge.

Root: Actually, there's been a slight change of plans.

I'm gonna need you to go to the fourth locker on the left.

♪ ♪

What's in there?

Root: An exit strategy.

♪ ♪

We blowing up something?

Root: The tunnel, and I'm gonna need you to throw power to the third rail.

What?

Root: The breaker, sweetie.

Just do it.

All right, plant this along the tunnel.

♪ ♪

[electronic zapping]

Root: Pull off the tarp in the subway car up at the front.

[electronic thrumming]

♪ ♪

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

Root: I never kid.

♪ ♪

Hey, Looney Tunes, you sure about this?

Root: Time this train left the station.

We've got visitors.

Shaw: Watch out, Lionel.

♪ ♪

[g*nf*re]

♪ ♪

Hit it!

[expl*si*n]

[exclaims]

♪ ♪

Shaw: Hold on to your hat, Lionel.

♪ ♪

[train thudding, groaning]

[crash]

[train chugging]

♪ ♪

Remind to never ride with you again.

We made it.

Yeah, looks like we did.

♪ ♪

[g*nsh*t]

[grunts]

[both grunting]

♪ ♪

Not bad for a guy who practices on cardboard cutouts.

Let me get a look.

[alarm blaring]

♪ ♪

Some peace and quiet, please.

Root: Here we go.

[alarm blaring]

♪ ♪

Finch: And the door, if you will.

♪ ♪

Thank you.

[electronic static]

♪ ♪

Root: Once you're inside the steel vault and surrounded by gold, reception gets tricky.

♪ ♪

Reese: Baby Samaritan hiding in plain sight.

[electronic beeping]

♪ ♪

I can infect this copy with the same Ice-nine virus.

♪ ♪

Should only take me a moment.

♪ ♪

But you're gonna be busy.

[g*nsh*t]

[gasps]

[g*nf*re]

♪ ♪

[exhales sharply]

[g*nf*re]

♪ ♪

How's it going, Finch?

Oh!

The sh**ting is a little distracting.

Yeah, well, I won't be sh**ting much longer.

[g*nf*re]

[grunts]

[yells]

'Cause I'm out.

[g*n clicks]

♪ ♪

[yells]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

♪ ♪

[thunk]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Midas touch.

[thunk]

♪ ♪
You about done, Finch?

I've uploaded the virus, but it appears that Samaritan is attempting to transmit compressed versions of its code over the fiber optic lines.

I'm intercepting them and infecting each with the Ice-nine.

[electronic beeping]

Oh, no.

I'm afraid a compressed version has escaped.

Escaped?

♪ ♪

Where?

[electronic beeping]

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

♪ ♪

Root: Samaritan's copy was downloaded to a server in a building in Midtown which only has one defining characteristic: a Torus antenna.

Samaritan means to upload its copy to a satellite.

Root: A Russian satellite in a Molniya orbit.

Then it can return to Earth unharmed by the virus.

Root: The satellite will pass above us in 18 minutes.

You need to send my copy.

The last copy.

Root: We need to be sure Samaritan is destroyed once and for all.

You've already fought it in the simulations and you never won.

You won't survive.

Root: This time, I don't have the option of losing.

There's one other thing.

After Samaritan uploads its copy to the satellite, it's going to destroy the antenna so no one can reach it.

Destroy it how?

Root: It set a course for a cruise m*ssile.

I'm afraid whoever uploads my copy won't make it back alive.

♪ ♪

[phone clatters]

♪ ♪

I need you to gather all these weapons.

♪ ♪

[groans]

Sorry, Mr. Reese.

Finch, what are you doing?

When I hired you, I suspected you were going to be a great employee.

What I couldn't have anticipated was that you would become...

♪ ♪

Such a good friend.

♪ ♪

You won't make it down from that rooftop alone.

♪ ♪

Don't intend to.

I'm afraid this is where our partnership ends.

♪ ♪

Good-bye, John.

Harold.

♪ ♪

Finch, wait.

♪ ♪

Wait!

♪ ♪

Harold!

Wait!

♪ ♪

Harold!

♪ ♪

[electronic beeping]

Root: Harold, you're not doing well.

I can find someone to help you.

No, no one else.

I started this. I'll finish it.

♪ ♪

Alone.

[people speaking indistinctly]

♪ ♪

[electronic zapping]

♪ ♪

[people yelling]

♪ ♪

Oh, I have.

Carefully.

♪ ♪

I helped bring you into this world.

Now I'm going to help usher you out.

[crowd gasping]

[crowd yelling]

♪ ♪

People have often been happy living in a lie, but I won't let you turn the whole world into one.

No.

But I'm making it anyway.

Root: Keep moving, Harold.

It's just trying to buy time for its men to find you.

[crowd murmuring]

♪ ♪

Where am I going?

♪ ♪

What kind of loser does Samaritan recruit?

You have no idea what you're doing, do you?

[sighs]

What you're interfering with?

Tell me something.

When your boss gets turned to vaporware, you gonna go back to selling shoes or whatever the hell it was you were doing?

♪ ♪

Upscale ordnance for a freelancer.

♪ ♪

Chambered for 6.5. Custom.

A real connoisseur's choice.

♪ ♪

A good friend of mine was k*lled with a 6.5 round.

You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?

Root: Shaw.

♪ ♪

Is this the guy who k*lled you?

♪ ♪

k*lled her, I mean.

Root: Shaw.

♪ ♪

That doesn't matter right now.

You need to get off this train at the next stop.

They might be waiting for you.

Shaw: What about you?

Root: I'm dying, Shaw.

[distorted] I'm almost done.

I need you to get away.

♪ ♪

Ride's almost over, Lionel.

Time to load up in case the welcome wagon's waiting for us.

♪ ♪

[electronic beeping]

[groaning]

♪ ♪

[thud]

♪ ♪

Are you there?

Root: I'm sorry. Is this now?

[electronic beeping]

♪ ♪

All right, Lionel, let's see you earn that pension.

Root: I don't think I have much time left.

There's something else I wanted to tell you before I'm gone.

Is this the part where you tell me that...

I should live out the rest of my days in peace?

Grow an herb garden or something?

Root: No.

I chose you for exactly who you are, but there's something I think Root had wanted to say to you.

♪ ♪

You always thought there was something wrong with you because you don't feel things the way other people do.

♪ ♪

But she always felt that was what made you beautiful.

♪ ♪

She wanted you to know that if you were a shape, you were a straight line.

An arrow.

[instrumental music]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

Looks like we're here.

♪ ♪

Fusco: See anything?

♪ ♪

Coast is clear.

I guess Samaritan got what it paid for with your friends, huh?

♪ ♪

Grab the gimp. I'm not done with him yet.

♪ ♪

Good-bye.

♪ ♪

Okay, time to face the music.

Let's go. Ooh.

[groans]

[groaning]

So long, Lionel.

No!

[g*nsh*t]

[yells]

♪ ♪

[g*nf*re]

[gasps]

♪ ♪

Come on, big guy.

[groans]

This is not the end of you. Come on.

♪ ♪

man: Captain, the fire-control system has been h*jacked.

Override the system.

We're locked out.

m*ssile is away. We have launched.


[electronic beeping]

The building's been evacuated?

Root: Yes.

We have one minute till the satellite's in range, Harry, and then... three more minutes until...

Until it's all over.

♪ ♪

Did you remember your little pearl of wisdom?

Root: No.

♪ ♪

All these memories, getting lost in them.

♪ ♪

Finch: Wait, are you sure this is the right place?

♪ ♪

Yes.

This is where you're supposed to be.

No, none of these dishes are capable of transmitting to a Molniya orbit.

♪ ♪

This is the wrong building.

Reese: Right building, Finch.

For you.

♪ ♪

[piano music]

John.

♪ ♪

What are you doing?

Me and the Machine have had a long-standing arrangement.

♪ ♪

A deal.

♪ ♪

Told you.

Pay you back all at once.

That's the way I like it.

♪ ♪

Finch: No, I told you.

It's supposed to be me alone.

Root: Sorry, Harry.

Deal's a deal.

You know as well as I do that he wasn't gonna let you die.

[keys clacking]

[electronic beeping]

♪ ♪

Should get moving, Harold.

[electronic whirring]

It's gonna get a little exciting up here.

[key clacks]

♪ ♪

[electronic beeping]

♪ ♪

All right, you've done it.

Now let the upload take care of itself.

Get out of there, John.

Root: Behind you, John. Now.

♪ ♪

[g*nf*re]

Two more.

[g*nf*re]

♪ ♪

Root: More on the way.

Finch: Mr. Reese.

John.

This wasn't supposed to be the way.

Sure it is.

♪ ♪

This is what I do, remember?

♪ ♪

When you came to me, you gave me a job.

A purpose.

At first, well, I had been trying to save the world for so long, I... saving one life at a time seemed a bit anticlimactic.

♪ ♪

But then I realized... sometimes one life...

♪ ♪

If it's the right life...

♪ ♪

That's enough.

♪ ♪

Good-bye, Harold.

No!

I'm sorry.

[g*nf*re]

My core systems are failing.

I'm almost gone.

I'll stay with John, help him as long as I can.

♪ ♪

Only 30 seconds left.

Finch: No.

Please.

You need to go, Harry.

You're kind of screwing up the big guy's plan if you bleed out up here.

And Harry, I remembered.

It was a police officer.

He had to notify a family of a death.

♪ ♪

His 35th notification he'd had to make over the years.

♪ ♪

And afterwards, he said something that I remembered.

You know, it's true what they say.

Everybody dies alone.

♪ ♪

Sure.

Everyone dies alone.

But if you mean something to someone, if you help someone or love someone, if even a single person remembers you...

♪ ♪

Then maybe... you never really die at all.

♪ ♪

Root: I know I've made some mistakes.

♪ ♪

Many mistakes.

[g*nf*re]

But we helped some people.

Didn't we?

♪ ♪

Yes.

Yes, we did.

[g*nf*re]

♪ ♪

Good-bye, Harold.

♪ ♪

[electronic beeping]

♪ ♪

Good-bye.

♪ ♪

[phone ringing]

♪ ♪

Root: If you can hear this, you're alone.

The only thing left of me is the sound of my voice.

♪ ♪

I was built to predict people, but to predict them, you have to truly understand them.

[g*nf*re]

♪ ♪

So I began by breaking their lives down into moments...

♪ ♪

Trying to find the connections, the things that explained why they did what they did.

♪ ♪

I'm telling you, never seen anything like it.

The man was a hero.

♪ ♪

woman: Come on, John.

It's time to go, sweetheart.

Come on.

Root: And what I found was that the moment that often mattered the most, the moment when you truly found out who they were...

Was often their last one.


♪ ♪

[electronic beeping]

♪ ♪

[m*ssile roaring]

♪ ♪

[m*ssile roaring]

White House officials report last week's cyber att*ck that resulted in the erroneous launch of a naval cruise m*ssile has been contained.

[electronic beep]

We have reason to believe the att*ck was of Chinese origin.

Good news, the majority of the nation's networks are fully operational.

I hardly call that good news, Senator, and you know full well it wasn't the Chinese.

We have your little pet project, Northern Lights, to blame.

If Northern Lights was responsible, it's a moot point now.

The program's defunct.

The book has been officially closed on Northern Lights, and all personnel have been permanently reassigned.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[g*n clicks]

♪ ♪

It was a job.

Nothing personal.

I had a few jobs like that myself.

♪ ♪

In fact, a few years ago, I would've just k*lled you without even a second thought.

♪ ♪

But then I met some people.

♪ ♪

Some good people.

♪ ♪

And they taught me the value of life.

Those people, they wouldn't want you to k*ll me.

♪ ♪

You're right.

♪ ♪

But they're all dead.

♪ ♪

[g*nshots]

♪ ♪

newswoman on TV: As the virus spread, its capacity for destruction became more apparent.

Ice-nine made quick work of all safeguards put into place.

Hey, can I get a refill over here?

s*ab wound didn't hurt your appetite.

Nice to see you too.

You know, you could've called and said you were alive.

♪ ♪

I'm alive.

It's more than we can say for glasses and John.

You hear anything?

♪ ♪

No news is no news.

♪ ♪

You back at work?

Yeah.

You should see the reports.

Next time I'm sitting out the cyber apocalypse.

♪ ♪

What about you?

You sticking around?

I just came to collect my dog.

Your dog?

♪ ♪

[dog whines]

Come on.

I'll see you when I see you.

Not if I see you first.

♪ ♪

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

Root: If you can hear this, you're alone.

The only thing left of me is the sound of my voice.

[light instrumental music]

I don't know if any of us made it.

Did we win? Did we lose?

I don't know.

But either way, it's over.

So let me tell you who we were.

Let me tell you who you are.

[electronic beeping]

Someone once asked me if I had learned anything from it all.

♪ ♪

So let me tell you what I learned.

I learned everyone dies alone.

♪ ♪

But if you meant something to someone...

♪ ♪

If you helped someone...

♪ ♪

Or loved someone...

♪ ♪

If even a single person remembers you...

♪ ♪

Then maybe you never really die.

[telephone rings]

♪ ♪

[telephone rings]

♪ ♪

And maybe... this isn't the end at all.

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

[electronic beeping]
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