Burn Notice2007

Michael Westen:
Right on time.

Management:
When it comes to Simon, I don't take chances. Where is he?

Michael Westen:
I assume he's planning on grabbing you down on the street.

Management:
About that, let's be clear about one thing before this begins: I might look like a nice old man but I assure you, Michael, I'm not.

Michael Westen:
I'll remember that. Do you have your guys in place?

Management:
Down on the street by the office. They've identified Simon's team.

[Michael reacts and steps in front of Management]

Management:
They'll grab Simon as soon as he shows his face.

Michael Westen:
"Simon's team"? Already?

Management:
Locals, apparently. They'll be eliminated as soon as the extraction starts.

Michael Westen:
[this isn't right] Simon paid ten million dollars to break out of prison; he hired an amateur team.

Management:
Whatever tricks Simon has planned down there, we have more than enough firepower to take care of it.

Michael Westen:
[Down there? He looks up] How many helipads in the area?

Management:
[glancing back] Helipads? Just the one.

Michael Westen:
[alarmed] Just the one? He knew where you were going to land!

[Management looks up again. The helicopter explodes]