Burn Notice (TV Series)

Made Man (2010)

Bruce Campbell: Sam Axe

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• [club scene] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  Grabbing someone who travels with protection is about finding the moments when they're least protected.

  [Tony Caro gets up, signals to his guards, and walks through the club] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  Fortunately, even the most paranoid gangster insists on doing some things alone.

  [Tony signals to his men to wait and guard while he goes into the men's room] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  Executing a successful close-quarters assault is all about setting the stage. You'll want to dull any reflective surfaces...

  [Washing his hands first, Tony notices the mirrors are fogged] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  ... corral your target into a corner...

  [all but one stall have "OUT OF ORDER" signage] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  ... and hit him when he's most vulnerable.

  [Tony takes a disposable seat cover and puts it on the stool. Sam grabs him from behind] 

  Sam Axe : Easy. Easy, now. Here.

  [Sam injects something into Tony's neck] 

  Tony Caro : [muffled by Sam's hand]  Mm!

  Sam Axe : Night, night.

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  And it never hurts to have a pre-arranged exit strategy.

  [Jesse comes out of the handicapped stall as Sam drags Tony out of theirs] 

  Jesse Porter : You really think you can scare this dude into pullin' somethin' that'll get him busted, huh?

  Sam Axe : Oh, I *know* I can.

  Jesse Porter : Really? 'Cause... you don't look that scary.

  Sam Axe : You haven't seen Chuck Finley in action.

  [carrying Tony between them back through the club] 

  Sam Axe : Sorry. Coming through. Somebody can't handle his liquor.

• [first lines] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  Spies come from all walks of life, and no two are exactly alike. But whether they're a burned former operative, a beautiful bomber with a temper, or a hard drinking ex-SEAL, they all share one trait: punctuality.

  Sam Axe : [laughing, pointing at girl at bar]  Hey.

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  Showing up on time means you're 15 minutes late.

  Fiona Glenanne : [throws origami crane at Sam]  It's noon, Michael! Where the hell is this guy?

  Michael Westen : [sighs] 

  Fiona Glenanne : You think he's still coming?

  Sam Axe : Look, I wouldn't mind, honestly, if Jesse just faded into the mist. I really don't think we need a counterintelligence agent joining our merry band.

  Michael Westen : Jesse's investigating the very same people we are, Sam. They nearly killed everyone at this table. I say he hear him out.

  Fiona Glenanne : Sure. Get a guy fired, ruin his life; I'd say you owe him a Mojito and a friendly shoulder to cry on, at the very least.

  Michael Westen : I didn't burn him on purpose, Fi.

  Fiona Glenanne : Well, *he* may not see it that way.

  Michael Westen : Let's try not to mention it.

  Sam Axe : Ah, here we are. Looks like Jesse got here on time after all.

  ["Jesse" / "Recently burned spy"] 

• Michael Westen : I need to get ears on them.

  Jesse Porter : Okay, so you're going to bug a bunch of wiseguys. Good luck with that. They'll be looking for it.

  Michael Westen : Trust me, *I* can handle it.

  [back at Michael's place at the workbench] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  Ideally, a bug should never be seen by anyone, but when there's a possibility it may be, it's best to make it look like something people won't want to touch. A wad of gum stuck to a balled-up piece of tissue and a sprinkling of whatever's in your lint trap will usually do the trick.

  Sam Axe : [entering]  Okay, that's disgusting.

  Michael Westen : Thanks, Sam.

• Sam Axe : [as Chuck Finley]  Hey, Tony. I'm really glad I didn't cut you into little pieces. Don't make me regret my decision, huh?

• [Tony's plan has Sam and Jesse stealing a truck full of processors alone while he makes the sale. Their plan requires Tony get caught in the act. Sam presses him to do it with them and he's balking] 

  Tony Caro : I'm not doin' it.

  Jesse Porter : Look, Tony, you're on a team with Chuck, he takes care of you.

  Tony Caro : I'm not gonna do it.

  Jesse Porter : He takes care...

  Jesse Porter : [to Sam]  Tell him about the time you, uh, saved your Navy SEAL buddy, in El Salvador.

  [Sam gives Jesse a hard look] 

  Jesse Porter : Come on, tell him, man.

  Sam Axe : [Sam pauses, not liking having to share this, and clears throat]  It was the '80s, uh, I led a fact-finding team into the country. There were five of us, including my buddy, Pete. 'Course, the, uh, death squads were none too happy to see us, so we came under fire, and Pete took one in the spine. He wanted me to dump him, leave him behind. I sent the team ahead, and Pete and I holed up in some church for a couple days, living off of communion wafers. Finally, a couple Blackhawks airlifted us out of there. The point is, no man left behind. That's the promise I make, the promise I keep.

  Tony Caro : [moved, pats Sam on the shoulder]  That's a hell of a story, Chuck.

  Sam Axe : [mouths silently]  Yeah.

  Jesse Porter : So, what do you say? You in?

  Tony Caro : [pauses, still moved]  Yeah, I'm in. Let's do this.

  [cut to Tony put in a cab and being driven off] 

  Sam Axe : What the hell was that?

  Jesse Porter : The story? Michael mentioned it.

  Sam Axe : No, it's not just a story. This is *me*! It's my *real life*! I don't pimp my past to bad guys, you understand?

  Jesse Porter : [as Sam walks off angry]  It worked, didn't it?

  [Blur-wipe to the house, Jesse looks over some paperwork] 

  Jesse Porter : Bingo. Bingo.

  Jesse Porter : [dials Michael with cellphone]  Hey, Michael, it's Jesse. I need to talk to you, man.

  Michael Westen : Yeah, I heard what happened with Sam. Word to the wise: stay out of his war stories from now on.

  Jesse Porter : Come on, man, the guy's an ex-Navy SEAL. He's probably told that story a million times.

  Michael Westen : That's not the point, Jesse.

  Jesse Porter : You know, okay. Point taken. Point taken. That's not why I called. Listen, I think I found Cobra's warehouse at the airport.

• Sam Axe : All right, we're on the clock here. Three minutes from the time we breach the fence to the time we drive out. Anything goes wrong, we scatter and regroup.

  Tony Caro : [thumb up]  Roger that.

  Sam Axe : [into radio]  Road team set?

  Michael Westen : [into headset]  Set.

  Sam Axe : [into radio]  Perimeter team, set?

  Michael Westen : [gruffly into headset]  Set.

  Sam Axe : [into radio]  Sniper team, set?

  Michael Westen : [into headset, southern accent]  Set. I got eyes on secruity. South side of the building.

  Sam Axe : [over radio]  Take the shot; give them a flat tire as they come around the corner.

  Michael Westen : [into headset]  Roger that.

  [Michael shoots out the left front tire] 

  Michael Westen : [over radio]  Security car disabled.

  Sam Axe : [into radio]  Copy that.

  Sam Axe : Okay, we're good to go.

  Michael Westen : [narrative as Fi breaches the fence]  If you're cutting through a high-powered electric fence, you need more than rubber gloves and a pair of thick-soled shoes. Covering a fence with spray-on insulation and using a set of fiberglass-handled bolt cutters will keep you from lighting up like a Christmas tree.

  [they go through the fence, around a truck] 

  Michael Westen : [into headset]  Hold on, there. All right, you're clear.

  [they proceed unseen by the security car detail] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  A shaped charge large enough to go through a wall is also large enough to let everyone for several miles know what you're doing. A smaller charge can be just as useful and a lot less noisy. A hydraulic spreader puts out enough pressure to rip a door off a humvee. Placed correctly, it will make short work of reinforced concrete.

• Jesse Porter : About a year ago, I'm workin' for the Defense Department. Get wind of some nasty business - bombings, assassinations, kidnappings, you name it - it was global, but it looked like there was a pattern to me.

  Michael Westen : Is that what brought you down to Miami?

  Jesse Porter : Yeah. Yeah, I was looking at weapons supply lines into the hottest spots, found a connection right here at the port. A lot of guns coming off of ships that passed through Algeria.

  Sam Axe : You got a source?

  Jesse Porter : I made contact with a guy shippin' artillery for one of the operations, told him I wanted to move some guns of my own.

  Fiona Glenanne : Did you get a name or a face?

  Jesse Porter : Only spoke on the phone. He had this, uh... this trippy voice. It was like...

  Jesse Porter : [imitating]  ... sort of like a low hiss.

  Jesse Porter : It was weird, so I called him Cobra.

  Sam Axe : Cobra?

  Sam Axe : [laughs]  I'm sorry. That's just a - a crappy code name.

  Jesse Porter : Oh. Well, maybe you can make up the code names when it's *your* investigation. How about that? So, I was supposed to meet up with him a couple weeks ago. He didn't show up. Now, I don't know if he got cold feet or what, but if we can find him, we can crack this thing wide open.

  Michael Westen : Looks like we're gonna spend some time down on the docks.

  Sam Axe : Now, hold on, Mike, this sounds dangerous. Before you sign us up for this mission, I want to ask our friend here a very important question. What kind of snacks do you like?

• Sam Axe : If we can get him to do some dirty work himself, we can get him busted for somethin' his fed buddies can't get him out of.

  Michael Westen : Sounds like he needs a little push. He knows *me*, Sam.

  Sam Axe : I think it's time for him to meet Chuck Finley. Now, *that's* a code name.