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Reese and Finch work with their new partner, Sam Shaw, to track down a sailor on leave who is the next Number. Meanwhile, Carter deals with her demotion to beat cop, and Root makes herself at home in the sanitarium.
Rafael and his date are crossing the street at night when a van pulls over and three masked man grab Rafael and drag him in. They drag Rafael into the van, say it's easy to get women when he's a diplomat's son, and plans to kill him because his father wouldn't work with the cartel. As they talk, they realize that one of them isn't who he seems. Reese introduces himself as a hostage negotiator and takes the kidnappers out as the van goes out of control. Rafael runs off as Carter pulls up in a squad car and wearing a patrolman's office. They greet each other and Carter wonders where Reese's friends are...Read the full recap
Reese: Thanks, Carter. You know, for what it's worth, you're looking kind of badass in that uniform.
Root: You wouldn't understand.
Dr. Ronald Carmichael: Try me.
Root: I have a direct line to a higher power. It speaks to me.
Reese: Just remember... no shots to center mass.
Sam: Ah, but it's a shame to waste a rifle like this on kneecaps.
Sam: Hey, Reese, no offense--if the vigilante thing doesn't work out, I'm not really seeing a future for you in conflict resolution.
Reese: Shaw, a little help here?
Sam: I would have taken a head shot, but Finch gets annoyed when I kill people. In the arm, through a brick wall, in the dark. You're welcome. (kills someone) Oops.
Root: The truth? The truth is a vast thing. I see that now. Just how much truth there is? Where would we even begin? The truth is, you're not very smart. In fact, you're only the 43rd smartest person in this building.
Root: The truth is, God is 11 years old. That she was born on New Year's Day, 2002, in Manhattan. The truth is that she's chosen me, and I don't know why yet. That for the first time in my life... I'm a little scared about what's gonna happen.