Burn Notice2007

[Madeline spots the groundskeeper approaching. Fiona misreads her face]

Fiona Glenanne:
Oh, don't worry, it's safe now. Totally harmless.

Madeline Westen:
No, no, no, it's not that. Um, what do you people say, "I think we have company"?

Fiona Glenanne:
Oh, dammit. Look, I need a sec to get this out and cover it up. Could you, uh...?

[Madeline takes off her sunglasses, reads the name "Quinton Gordon" from the gravestone, and goes to intercept the groundskeeper]

Groundskeeper:
I thought I saw somebody over here.

Madeline Westen:
[angry] Are you in charge of this place?

Groundskeeper:
I'm the caretaker. You tell me what that truck is doing here?

Madeline Westen:
What does it look like? I had to hire a landscaper.

Groundskeeper:
Ma'am, you can't do that. It's not authorized.

Madeline Westen:
Someone had to take care of Quinn's grave. You certainly haven't.

[the groundskeeper tries to look behind Madeline, but she turns him around to face the other way]

Madeline Westen:
And, what, would you look at me when I'm talking to you? People have no respect. I'm grieving here. I'm dealing with the pain of a very serious loss and-and-and you-you're just letting his grave go to hell! Do you have any idea how painful that is?

Groundskeeper:
Ma'am, are you confused? This is an historic cemetary. Everyone here's been dead for over a century.

[True. Quinton Gordon died in 1907]

Madeline Westen:
Well, it's not about how long it's been, it's about how much you love somebody! My great, great... *great* uncle Quinton. This is so important to our family!

Groundskeeper:
I'm sorry. We'll try to do better?

Madeline Westen:
Thank you.

Fiona Glenanne:
Uh, Mrs. Becker? I'm done. Are you ready?

Madeline Westen:
Oh, right! Bye.