Burn Notice2007

Larry Sizemore:
Sorry. Couldn't walk away from two million bucks. Not gonna happen.

Michael Westen:
I need that money.

Larry Sizemore:
I'll give you half of it if you do this my way: kill Carlos.

Michael Westen:
My head is on the chopping block, Larry. You don't think I'll end you to save myself?

Larry Sizemore:
Oh, I know you would. And that's what I love about you, kid. But I'm not the guy who sent people to end your life. All you have to do is kill him. You're at a fork in the road, and I know you. This is not a tough call.

Michael Westen:
[hits the metal wall with his knife hand, yelling] Killing Carlos does *not* solve my problem! My name? It's in the air!

Larry Sizemore:
[backing up] I'll give you a new one. I'll protect you.

Michael Westen:
[shoves him] You're a shoe salesman from Buffalo!

Larry Sizemore:
I have connections, I have guns, and I also have what you need most: the will. The will to act on our instincts, to get what we want. And what I want is to work with you again. I'll cut the head off the whole cartel, if that's what it takes. But you know what's sad? I don't see anyone else steppin' up to bail you out. It's do or die time, kid. What's it gonna be?

Michael Westen:
[voice-over] After a career spent doing bad things for good reasons, it's hard to say exactly where you draw the line. You might not know, exactly... until someone asks.