Person of Interest

WE ARE BEING WATCHED.

THE GOVERNMENT HAS A SECRET SYSTEM,

A MACHINE THAT SPIES ON YOU EVERY HOUR OF EVERY DAY.

I DESIGNED THE MACHINE TO DETECT ACTS OF TERROR,

BUT IT SEES EVERYTHING--

VIOLENT CRIMES INVOLVING ORDINARY PEOPLE.

THE GOVERNMENT CONSIDERS THESE PEOPLE IRRELEVANT.

WE DON'T.

HUNTED BY THE AUTHORITIES, WE WORK IN SECRET.

YOU'LL NEVER FIND US,

BUT VICTIM OR PERPETRATOR,

IF YOUR NUMBER IS UP, WE'LL FIND YOU.

I'D BE HAPPY TO RESTATE THE ORDER, IF YOU'D LIKE.

YOU SEE, IT'S VITAL THAT WE GET IT EXACTLY RIGHT.

SO PERHAPS WE SHOULD TRY AGAIN.

PASTRAMI...

EXTRA MUSTARD, SPICY AND YELLOW,

AND ENOUGH PEPPERONCINIS TO CREATE DIGESTION ISSUES

IN EVEN THE STRONGEST CONSTITUTION.

NO MAYONNAISE, PLEASE.

IF THERE'S EVEN A TRACE,

IT'LL RENDER THE ENTIRE SANDWICH USELESS,

AND WE'LL HAVE TO BEGIN THIS WHOLE PROCESS OVER AGAIN,

WHICH I DON'T THINK EITHER OF US WOULD ENJOY.

WONDERFUL.

OH, AND I'LL TAKE A BAG OF CHIPS.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

JUST FINISHED ENTERTAINING AT A CHILDREN'S PARTY.

UGH!

MR. BERENSTAIN WAS A BIG HIT.

HOW COULD YOU LET HER DO THIS TO ME, FINCH--

TRANQ ME LIKE I'M SOME KIND OF ANIMAL?

IT WAS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD, MS. SHAW.

YOU ARE NO LONGER SAFE FROM SAMARITAN'S GAZE,

AND YOU WOULDN'T LISTEN TO REASON.

HE'S RIGHT, SAM.

YOU REALLY WOULDN'T.

YOU TURNED ON ME, HAROLD.

NOT COOL.

A PEACE OFFERING.

IT'S THE BEATRICE LILLIE FROM PARK'S DELI,

INCLUDING THE EXTRA INGREDIENTS YOU ENJOY.

HERE... OH.

LET ME HELP YOU.

TWO HANDS ARE BETTER THAN ONE.

SO HOW LONG DO YOU NERDS EXPECT TO KEEP ME LOCKED UP?

UNTIL IT'S SAFE FOR YOU.

AND US.

IF SAMARITAN AND ITS HUMAN AGENTS DISCOVER YOU,

IT COULD LEAD THEM TO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US.

GUILT, HAROLD? REALLY?

YOU KNOW, NORMALLY THAT WOULDN'T WORK ON ME,

BUT I WOULDN'T WANT ANYTHING TO HAPPEN TO THE DOG.

WELL, I'M GLAD WE ALL AGREE YOU'RE GOING TO STAY PUT,

ESPECIALLY SINCE WE KNOW

IT WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE TO KEEP YOU LOCKED UP...

AGAINST YOUR WILL, ANYWAY.

SO TRUE.

AND WHAT HAPPENS WHEN WE GET A NEW NUMBER?

MR. REESE IS HANDLING ONE NOW.

I'M SURE HE'LL BE FINE ON HIS OWN

UNTIL WE GET THIS MATTER SORTED OUT.

FINCH, LOOKS TO ME LIKE OUR NEW NUMBER

IS WAITING ON A LUNCH DATE.

IT'S LIKELY HER HUSBAND.

HE'S A HEDGE FUND MANAGER AT A FIRM DOWNTOWN.

AND RACHEL FARROW IS A LAW CLERK AT THE COURTHOUSE.

IT'S PROBABLY ABOUT A CASE SHE'S BEEN WORKING ON.

WHY DON'T I JUST BREAK INTO HER OFFICE?

BECAUSE IT'S LOCATED

IN A FEDERALLY OWNED BUILDING, MR. REESE.

IF YOU WERE CAUGHT, THAT WOULD CERTAINLY

BE THE END OF DETECTIVE RILEY.

OUR GIRL SEEMS A BIT NERVOUS, FINCH.

MAYBE SHE'S NOT MEETING HER HUSBAND AFTER ALL.

COULD BE AN AFFAIR.

FINCH, IT'S SAMARITAN.

COULD YOU EXPAND ON THAT, DETECTIVE?

GREER'S MAN, LAMBERT,

JUST SAT DOWN AT RACHEL FARROW'S TABLE.

EXCUSE ME. HELLO, RACHEL.

MY NAME IS JEREMY.

HOW DO YOU--

YOU NEED TO GO, JEREMY.

I'M WAITING ON MY HUSBAND. PLEASE. DON'T WORRY.

I'M NOT HERE TO MAKE ANY KIND

OF ROMANTIC OVERTURE.

HOW'S YOUR WRIST?

WHY WOULD YOU ASK THAT?

STILL HEALING FROM THE SPIRAL FRACTURE?

IT WAS A NASTY BREAK.

IT TAKES A LONG TIME TO HEAL,

ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S YOUR WRITING HAND.

YOU TOLD YOUR FRIENDS YOU FELL DOWN PLAYING TENNIS--

JUST A SILLY ACCIDENT.

HOW CLUMSY OF YOU.

YOU COULDN'T TELL THEM HOW YOUR HUSBAND

TWISTED IT SO VIOLENTLY DURING AN ARGUMENT,

HE BROKE IT.

HOW--HOW DO YOU KNOW THIS?

I'M A FRIEND,

AND I WANT TO HELP YOU.

WHAT'S HAPPENING, MR. REESE?

SOMETHING'S NOT RIGHT.

I DON'T THINK LAMBERT'S HERE TO HURT HER.

IT'S SAMARITAN, REESE.

THINK ABOUT THE WORDS COMING OUT OF YOUR MOUTH.

THEY DON'T MAKE ANY SENSE.

SAMARITAN GAVE LAMBERT

THE INFORMATION FOR A REASON.

I DON'T THINK IT'S BECAUSE IT WANTS HER DEAD.

THERE WERE THE BROKEN RIBS LAST YEAR,

THEN THE DISLOCATED JAW.

YOU'RE SO VERY MUCH ALONE THAT YOU BECAME DESPERATE.

YOU KNEW THAT SOMEDAY

YOUR HUSBAND WOULD KILL YOU.

YOU SEE, I HAVE THIS FRIEND...

A VERY POWERFUL FRIEND WHO KNOWS HOW TO TAKE CARE

OF PROBLEMS LIKE YOUR HUSBAND.

DID YOU KNOW THAT MOST INSULIN PUMPS ARE NETWORKED THESE DAYS?

A WONDERFUL TECHNOLOGICAL ADVANCEMENT

THAT ASSURES THAT DIABETICS ARE ALERTED

WHEN THEIR BLOOD SUGAR IS TOO LOW

OR TOO HIGH.

UNFORTUNATELY, THOSE PUMPS CAN BE TAMPERED WITH

TO GIVE FALSE READINGS.

I'M SURE YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO SOMEONE

WHO TAKES TOO MUCH INSULIN.

WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?

WHAT CAN YOUR FRIEND POSSIBLY DO FOR ME?

THE SAME THING YOU WERE ABOUT TO DO.

YOU'RE SUCH AN HONEST PERSON,

YOU EVEN APPLIED FOR A GUN PERMIT.

A .38 RUGER L.C., WASN'T IT?

A PISTOL SMALL ENOUGH TO FIT INSIDE THAT HANDBAG

YOU HOLD SO TIGHTLY.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

YOU MIGHT BE THE LAST HONEST PERSON IN THE WORLD, RACHEL,

AND IT WOULD BE A SHAME

TO SEE YOU MAKE SUCH A TERRIBLE MISTAKE.

YOU WON'T HAVE TO KILL YOUR HUSBAND.

AND YOU CAN BE CERTAIN HE'LL NEVER HURT YOU AGAIN.

HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY KNOW THAT?

BECAUSE HE'S DEAD.

ARE YOU OKAY? MISTER!

LAMBERT WASN'T LYING, FINCH.

RACHEL FARROW'S HUSBAND IS DEAD.

WHY IS SAMARITAN WORKING THE NUMBERS?

SAMARITAN DOESN'T CARE ABOUT THE IRRELEVANT NUMBERS,

MS. SHAW.

IT WASN'T PROGRAMMED THAT WAY.

BUT IT KNEW THIS WOMAN WAS ABOUT TO COMMIT MURDER

AND CHOSE TO PLAY JUDGE, JURY, AND EXECUTIONER

WITH HER HUSBAND.

IT'S DRAWING ATTENTION TO ITSELF.

BUT FOR WHAT REASON?

WE KNOW YOU'RE WATCHING.

YOU'RE ALWAYS WATCHING.

I HAVE A MESSAGE FOR THE MACHINE AND ITS AGENTS.

SAMARITAN SAYS HELLO.

YOU GOT TO ADMIT, SAMARITAN'S PRETTY EFFICIENT.

BUT NOT EFFICIENT ENOUGH TO STOP THE NUMBERS FROM COMING.

WE'VE JUST RECEIVED A NEW ONE.

I'VE SENT JOHN TO INVESTIGATE.

I MEANT FROM STOPPING AN INNOCENT WOMAN

FROM MAKING A TERRIBLE MISTAKE,

TAKING OUT THE BAD GUY.

YES, HOWEVER,

THAT BAD GUY DESERVED A TRIAL BY HIS PEERS.

WELL, HE SAVED THE GOVERNMENT SOME TIME AND MONEY.

ARE YOU READY FOR INSTANTANEOUS JUDGMENT

DECIDED BY AN ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE

THAT WILL LEAD TO YOUR DEMISE, MS. SHAW?

BECAUSE I MOST CERTAINLY AM NOT.

OKAY.

NOT TO STICK UP FOR TEAM SAMARITAN,

BUT I USED TO DO THAT FOR A LIVING, REMEMBER?

ELIMINATE TARGETS AT THE BEHEST OF AN A.I.

I JUST DIDN'T KNOW WHO WAS GIVING THE ORDERS.

LOOK, WHY DON'T YOU ASK ROOT WHAT SHE THINKS?

SHE'S THE ONE WHO WANTS US TO BOW DOWN TO OUR ROBOT OVERLORDS.

THE MACHINE ISN'T A ROBOT, SAM,

BUT I HEAR YOUR ANALOGY.

IT SEEMS THAT SAMARITAN HAS BEEN HELPING PEOPLE

ACROSS THE CITY FOR A FEW DAYS NOW.

THE MACHINE SENT ME A MESSAGE.

SHE SAID THAT RACHEL FARROW WAS JUST ONE OF ITS STOPS.

THAT TRACKS WITH WHAT I'M SEEING HERE--

BUSES, SUBWAYS, TRAINS,

ALL RUNNING LIKE CLOCKWORK.

NOTHING BROKEN. NOTHING DELAYED.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME THAT HAPPENED IN NEW YORK?

IN MY DREAMS, MAYBE.

SAMARITAN'S RUNNING THE CITY.

I BELIEVE IT IS.

BUT WHY?

WHAT IF IT'S TRYING TO REACH OUT TO THE MACHINE

THE ONLY WAY IT KNOWS HOW.

BUT THEN WHY DO IT THIS WAY?

WHY NOT JUST-- I DON'T KNOW.