Burn Notice2007

Michael Westen:
Our new CIA assignment.

Agent Pearce:
Steve Cahill: lowlife who works as a go-between for bad guys around the globe. We want him.

Michael Westen:
You "want him," as in you want to extract him. Why?

Agent Pearce:
Anywhere Cahill goes, nastiness usually follows. If he's up to something, we'd like to know what it is.

Michael Westen:
Where do we find him?

Agent Pearce:
One of our agents heard him running his mouth in a Bangkok bar about some big powwow he's got on the Caribbean tomorrow. Our orders are to find out who he's meeting, record what it's about.

Michael Westen:
And we put a head bag on Cahill. How big's our team?

Agent Pearce:
[cheery] You're looking at it. The brass wants to keep this on the way-down-low.

Michael Westen:
Agent Pearce, a snatch-and-grab like this takes at least three members: two for the target and one for the getaway.

Agent Pearce:
My bosses are willing to let me bring someone else in. The only catch is that they'd have to have a security clearance.

[Michael gives a considered, then smiling expression]

Agent Pearce:
Wait. You know somebody with a security clearance, don't you?

Michael Westen:
Yeah, but he's not gonna like this.

[slide wipe to the docks with... ]

Jesse Porter:
I hope you appreciate this is my first day off since Christmas.