Burn Notice2007

Armand:
Fiona, it's so good to see you. I was just finishing up some business in Rio when you called. My pilot flew us here as fast as he could.

Fiona Glenanne:
Did you really have to send a fleet of motorcycles to pick me up?

Armand:
I didn't have to, I *wanted* to.

Fiona Glenanne:
So, can you tell me who built the bomb or not?

Armand:
Of course I can. You know me: always a friend to those in need.

[ 'Armand' / '"Friend" to those in need' ]

Fiona Glenanne:
What's your price, Armand?

Armand:
No price. My help is free. All I ask is... one small favor.

Armand:
[opens a folio of pictures] These are of Riker Munitions. It's a weapons company out in Doral. You see that truck in the yard? On Thursday, it will be loaded with armor-piercing rounds. I was hoping you could get it for me.

Fiona Glenanne:
You mean *steal* it for you.

Armand:
I suppose you could call it that, yes.

Fiona Glenanne:
Well, I count four guards at the front gate alone. Am I supposed to just shoot all of them?

Armand:
I'll leave the details up to you. But if you want me to find out who built your bomb, I'll need you to get me this.

[taps photo of aforementioned truck]

Armand:
You can give me your answer, say, tomorrow?

[Fiona, without comment, takes the folio of pictures and walks away]

Armand:
I'll wait for your call.

[without turning around, Fiona waves the folio and continues out the hangar]