Burn Notice (TV Series)

Out of the Fire (2010)

Jeffrey Donovan: Michael Westen

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• Michael Westen : [narrative]  When a real-estate bubble bursts, it's tough on the civilian population, but it's a field day for spies. Empty buildings provide excellent cover for scouting in an urban environment, and it's always nice to plan and execute illicit operations in air-conditioned comfort. Unfortunately, all that unoccupied space is a playground for criminals, too.

• Michael Westen : [narrative]  Safe technology has been revolutionized in the past 30 years. New metal alloys are stronger and more resistant than ever to drills, saws, and even explosive compounds. Walls, on the other hand, haven't really changed much since the middle ages, so if you can't get into a safe fast enough, you can always pull it out of the wall and take it with you.

• Larry Sizemore : [while prepping his gun with a sliencer]  Well, I think we start with some ass-kicking and then some name-taking. I think we hit the fire alarm, slip past the metal detectors in the confusion, grab a guard to get into the computer room, and then, boom, one body to dump.

  Michael Westen : That's one more than we need. We can do this without guns.

  Larry Sizemore : What in the hell happened to you?

  Michael Westen : My way's fun, too.

• [first lines] 

  Marv : [audio flashback]  Jesse, I'm sorry.

  [Jesse pulls the slide on his firearm] 

  Jesse Porter : [audio flashback]  Marv, what the hell are you talkin' about? What's going on?

  [Jesse ejects and reinserts clip] 

  Jesse Porter : [audio flashback]  No! No!

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  When a soldier loses a friend in battle...

  [Sam Axe looks over at Jesse, concerned] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  his commanding officer keeps a close eye on how he copes.

  [Jesse pulls the slide on his firearm again] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  If his judgement is affected, he's removed from combat so one fallen soldier doesn't turn into two.

  [Jesse ejects and reinserts clip again] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  Spies in the field take the same precautions, but without a strict chain of command...

  [Jesse ejects and reinserts clip again] 

  Michael Westen : [narrative]  the decision about who stays in the game and who gets sidelined can get messy.

• Brennen : One hundred twenty-two thousand, six hundred and fifty-four dollars and thirty-seven cents.

  [Michael and Sam share a look] 

  Brennen : That's how much I've spent in the last year keeping tabs on my favorite burned spy.

  ["Brennen" / "Very invested in Michael"] 

  Michael Westen : [with sarcastic annoyance]  Thanks?

  Brennen : No, actually, I should be thanking *you*, because you led me to good old Marv, and without him, I never would have been able to pry the list out of your hands.

  [Sam turns his head, disgusted] 

  Brennen : This, uh, little network of people that burned you is very promising. Talk about high-value targets.

  Sam Axe : Okay, so you're here to, what, take a victory lap?

  Brennen : Little bit, but mostly it's a business trip. I'm here to get spy-guy to slit a few dozen throats. Oh, n-now, don't give me that look. You're going to love this; trust me.

  Michael Westen : You want me to kill the people on the list?

  Brennen : Ding-ding, Michael Westen! You get revenge; I get money; everybody goes home a winner.

  Michael Westen : And if I say no?

  Brennen : You won't, because if you refuse, a very special audio file gets sent to, uh - what is he, your boss? your keeper? - anyway, the man you know as Vaughn.

  Sam Axe : Marv gave you Mike's debrief?

  Brennen : You mean my Michael Westen Summer-Jam Mix Tape? Indeed. Fun stuff. And if, uh, Vaughn ever gets a listen to you outing his little secret society, he's gonna kill, well, you and you and Fiona, this new guy, Jesse, possibly even Mama Westen, Nate. How is Nate? I sent him a Christmas card and never heard back.

• Larry Sizemore : [laughing]  Oh, my! What is *that*?

  Sam Axe : This is rebar, Larry, see, 'cause I'm going to wipe that 5000-Watt smile...

  [Larry pulls out a knife] 

  Sam Axe : off your face!

  Michael Westen : Come on, Sam, what are you...

  [they tussle, Sam pins Michael against the door with the rebar across the throat] 

  Michael Westen : Sam, what the hell are you doing?

  Sam Axe : [quietly]  We got to get to Brennan. Can you get Larry's cellphone number?

  Michael Westen : [quietly]  Yeah.

  [Michael gets unpinned, takes the rebar from Sam and tosses it aside] 

  Larry Sizemore : [laughs]  What the hell do you let this wet rag hang around for? I mean, he's just holding you back.

  Sam Axe : You know what? You two deserve each other.

  Sam Axe : [opens door]  Good luck with your murder spree, Mike.

  [Larry waves "Bye!" with his knife as Sam slams the door shut as he leaves] 

• Michael Westen : Larry, I'm typing in numbers; it's easier if you don't *count*!

• Michael Westen : [narrative]  Used to expand mobile coverage to places without service, femtocells reroute and boost cellular signals, which is great if you're a hacker looking to tap and trace a call made by a specific cellphone number.

• Michael Westen : [narrative]  Of the many ways to launch a sneak attack, few are more disorienting and terrifying for your enemy than dropping in from above. It gives you immediate and ovewhelming superiority. The only downside? Sometimes it means an 8-foot fall to the floor.

• Michael Westen : [narrative]  If you're looking to frame a specific group for a bombing, you use their design plans, their construction materials, and their particular brand of C-4. Bomb experts know that not all C-4 is the same. The same taggant chemicals that allow manufacturers to identify their own product will also allow forensic teams to track down the source country to determine who's to blame. It's just like checking the label on a t-shirt to determine where it's made, only a little more complicated.

• Michael Westen : [narrative]  A bomb build to distract is long on fuel and short on shrapnel. The larger the fireball, the more eyeballs it attracts... A bomb built to breach a wall, on the other hand, need not be particularly loud or visible. Charges shaped to direct force into structural supports can blow a hole in a wall without blowing out anyone's eardrum.

• Larry Sizemore : [to Michael]  Jesus, every time I come back here, there is *less* of you in there. You're bottling up all your darkness, a-all the *rage*, all the good stuff that *makes* you who you are! That son of a bitch - he helped *burn* you. He deserved to *die*! Are you gonna *tell* me different? Huh? There it is. There's the look. They took your life away. I know what you want to do. Give yourself permission!

  Michael Westen : What makes you think I won't start with you?

  Larry Sizemore : Because you're lost. And because I am the way back, and deep down... you know that.

• Michael Westen : [to Fi on phone]  Call you in a few weeks, honey.

• Michael Westen : [as a red laser dot appears on Larry's head and moves down to his chest]  Oh, you got something on your... I mean, it's - now it's... you - you got something there.

  Larry Sizemore : [Larry's cellphone rings. He answers]  Who is this?

  Sam Axe : [with sniper rifle]  Hello, larry. It's your favorite wet rag, Sam Axe, calling.

  Larry Sizemore : [referencing laser]  Ah, Sam. Sam. Is this you, too?

  Sam Axe : It is. Now put me on speakerphone, jerk.

  Larry Sizemore : I'm sorry. I don't take orders from pathetic, old...

  [Sam fires, taking out a window, the bullet flying between Larry and Michael] 

  Sam Axe : The next one makes you dead... and me smile. And I want to smile, Larry. I really, *really* want to smile.

  [Larry switches to speakerphone] 

  Sam Axe : Okay, so here's what's gonna happen. Mike's gonna walk out of that room right now, and you're gonna sit there like a good little boy and wait for the cops. Otherwise you're gonna join Brennen in the afterlife. Believe that, Larry.

  Michael Westen : I wish I could say it's been fun, Larry.

  Larry Sizemore : No. You move, I shoot you right in the head.

  Michael Westen : Come on, Larry. You and I both know you're not gonna shoot me.

  Larry Sizemore : Try me. You won't reach the door.

  Michael Westen : Yes, I will. I'm gonna walk right out that door.

  [starts walking out] 

  Larry Sizemore : I'll do it, Michael. I'll do it. And you know why? I can't stand watching you *waste* who you are... what you have inside... what *we* could have *been*!

  Michael Westen : [stops, looks back]  You're not gonna do it, Larry. Because if you shoot me, Sam will kill you where you stand. And while I'd give my life for something I believe in, there's not a thing in this world that you'd die for. And you want to know the difference between you and me? I really do know you; you only *think* you know me.

  Larry Sizemore : [cocks gun] 

  [Michael walks out as sirens wail] 

• [last lines] 

  Fiona Glenanne : [turns off drill]  We're in.

  [Fiona unsecures the safe from the drill press. Michael carries it over to the workbench. Each with a crowbar, Sam and Michael pop open the safe door. Fiona gingerly plucks the USB drive from the safe] 

  Sam Axe : All that work for one little thumb drive.

  Fiona Glenanne : Try to hold onto it this time.

  [Michael drops his crowbar and taks the drive] 

  Michael Westen : [checks watch]  We got four hours before Vaughn gets that tape.

  Fiona Glenanne : I wonder how he'll take it when he hears you running down everything you know about him and his underlings to a federal agent.

  Michael Westen : His organization has never faced this kind of exposure before. I imagine he'll marshal alll his forces and send them this way.

  Sam Axe : So, the gates of Hell will open.

  Jesse Porter : The Apocalypse will be upon us.

  Fiona Glenanne : And everyone we know and love will be in danger of becoming very dead.

  Madeline Westen : So what else is new?

  Michael Westen : Everybody should try to get some sleep. Tomorrow's gonna be a long day.