Burn Notice2007

Gabriel Manaro:
You look pretty pleased with yourselves for a couple of guys who just cut a deal with a drug kingpin.

Matt Bailey:
What the hell were you thinking? You know, we told you...

Michael Westen:
You said the *Serbs* couldn't find out the CIA was involved. But Carmelo finding out - that wasn't "mission critical," was it?

Matt Bailey:
Do you really expect us to make good on immunity for that bastard?

Michael Westen:
Actually, I do, because if you let him go to jail, that *bastard* has no incentive to keep his mouth shut.

Gabriel Manaro:
We keep him out on the street, you really think...

Sam Axe:
Maybe Pearce can explain it to you. Ask her to talk real slow, and you might get it.

Agent Pearce:
As long as Carmelo's got a reputation to protect...

Gabriel Manaro:
Well, that's just beautiful, but have you heard the story he told the cops?

Matt Bailey:
The guy said he went to the marina with his buddies for a picnic!

Gabriel Manaro:
Then Serbs attacked, out of nowhere!

Matt Bailey:
Oh, but luckily, Carmelo had the sense to bring all these automatic weapons with him to the picnic, you know, instead of food!

Gabriel Manaro:
This is the official story we get to sell to the Miami police.

Matt Bailey:
[talking over] Yeah, this is what we get to do with this Carmelo guy.

Gabriel Manaro:
[talking over] This is the mess you are leaving us with!

Matt Bailey:
[talking over] Immunity. Fantastic.

Sam Axe:
Yeah, well, sucks being you. But I guess that's nothing new, right?

Matt Bailey:
Woah! Ho, ho! Ho!

Gabriel Manaro:
Ho! Woah! Mr. Axe! Not so fast. We need our glasses back.

Sam Axe:
Oh, yeah. Sorry about that. I... lost them.

[Sam and Michael get into the Charger. Sam chuckles to Michael as he pulls the glasses from his pocket]

Michael Westen:
Sam, I just wanna say...

Sam Axe:
You don't have to, Mike.

Michael Westen:
I was *gonna* say, you owe *me* one.

Michael Westen:
[as Sam laughs] And I owe you fifty.