Burn Notice2007

Jesse Porter:
Look, Mike, I appreciate you filling in for Sam on this job. I really do. I just got to ask you, are you sure this is a good time for you to be taking freelance work?

Michael Westen:
Well, the way I see it, Sam's got his hands full, and you need the help.

Jesse Porter:
Yeah, and your CIA contact is like this close to discovering you've been lying to her.

Michael Westen:
All the more reason for me to stay busy and out of her way. Just tell me what the job is.

Jesse Porter:
It's a- it's a corporate-security gig. Client's name is Richard Gronbach, billionaire. He owns fast-food joints and big-box stores. Some industrial-espionage types have been targeting him.

Michael Westen:
Do we know what they're after?

Jesse Porter:
No. No. That's what we have to find out. I got in with them posing as a middleman for stolen financial data. The other day, they asked me if I know a decryption guy who could do a quick job. Enter Michael Westen, a.k.a. Matt Graham. They're meeting at a private airport that Gronbach uses up north. They want to hack some airport computers.

Michael Westen:
I think I can handle that.

Jesse Porter:
[nervously] There's one more little- little thing. Uh, I needed someone to take some surveillance photos in the parking lot. Only problem is, all my guys look like FBI agents. So, I figured no one would notice, like, a...

Jesse Porter:
[clears throat] you know, like a 60ish-year-old woman sitting in a car.

Michael Westen:
You called my mom.

Jesse Porter:
I'll call her and tell her it's a no-go. It's - I...

Michael Westen:
Just tell me it's safe.

Jesse Porter:
They're white-collar guys, Mike. It's a cakewalk. It's just somethin' to keep your mind off things while Sam and Fi deal with your CIA problem.