Reese arrives at the library headquarters and discovers that Finch has dozed off after an all-nighter. Finch tells him that they have a new number, belonging to Joey Durban, an ex-Marine from the 107th Infantry just back from Afghanistan. Reese confirms that he fought with the 107th and Finch informs him that Joey now works as a doorman at a midtown apartment building. They begin surveillance and Reese taps into Joey’s phone. The ex-Marine gets a message “Anchor D-0” and tells his boss that he has to take off early. He then meets with Pia Moresco, his girlfriend who waited for him six years while he was deployed...Read the full recap
Reese: Good morning, Finch.
Finch: Don't you knock?
Reese: Not if I can help it.
Finch: Do we even know why he's such a mess? He's got a job, pretty girlfriend, good service record--he's throwing it all away. He's going to end up in prison. Or dead.
Reese: You're right, but... not every ex-soldier meets a reclusive billionaire.
Jessica Arndt: I waited for you.
Reese: I didn't ask you to.
Jessica Arndt: No. No, you didn't. You just left because you thought you'd get killed over there and that would hurt me. But I think the truth is that it was easier for you to be alone.
Reese: That's one of the things you learn over there. In the end we're all alone and no one's coming to save you.
Reese: Hey, Finch, I just got the call. Gang's picking me up. I get told the target en route.
Finch: You're not going in with them?
Reese: I got to watch Joey's back. I don't trust his friend Straub one bit.
Finch: I did not understand "infiltrate the gang" to mean "join them in their robbery."
Carter: I keep looking for you. I keep finding myself in some bad situations.
Reese: You could always stop looking for me.
Carter: Not an option. Now I've got two more bodies. I don't think you killed those guys. But I think you know who did.
Reese: I'll take care of it.
Carter: Playing a dangerous game. And I'm not sure I understand why.
Reese: I've got my reasons.
Carter: Maybe you do. But every killer I locked up thought they had a good reason. And that is how this ends. Sooner or later, I lock you up. Or find you bleeding out somewhere.
Reese: I will take my chances.