Burn Notice2007

Vince Cutler:
[shouting throughout] I thought I told my boys to send you a message! I guess it wasn't relayed to you! You're closed down!

[Cutler throws a trash bin through the clinic window]

Vince Cutler:
Clinic's closed!

Fiona Glenanne:
[observing from a car with Michael] Someone's off his meds.

Vince Cutler:
This is *my* town! You understand me?

Fiona Glenanne:
Where are the cops?

Michael Westen:
Maybe they're tired of answering David's calls.

Vince Cutler:
No one gets in my way!

Fiona Glenanne:
We have sniper rifles; let's stop them.

Vince Cutler:
You snitch, you're gonna pay the consequences!

Michael Westen:
If we intervene, he'll know something's up. Our best chance is...

Vince Cutler:
[as henchmen prepares to light a molotov cocktail] No one goes against...

Michael Westen:
Nevermind.

[Fiona grabs two, folding stock, silenced sniper rifles from the trunk]

Vince Cutler:
Let's clarify the point with these...

[Fiona snipes the lit bottle out of the henchman's hand. It falls at his feet, setting his legs on fire. Together, Michael and Fi shoot around the thugs, forcing them all to flee]