Person of Interest2011

John Reese:
I've found that address, Finch. What exactly am I looking for?

Harold Finch:
I don't know how to explain it. I double-checked, but it seems we have a repeat number.

John Reese:
A repeat. Well, who would be dumb enough to get in a life-threatening situation again?

Leon Tao:
[crashes through a plate-glass window into the street; rolls over and spots Reese] Hey, pal! You won't believe this! [gets up as his attackers come around the corner]

John Reese:
Fellas, whatever bodily harm you want to inflict on this guy, I'm sure you earned it. But I have to ask you to let it slide. [the men move closer] Geez, Leon, what'd you do to piss these guys off?

Leon Tao:
You heard of gold farming? Selling multiplayer online game currency for real cash? It's all the rage. [Reese and the heavies come to blows] People make millions! They take the business very seriously! Especially the Russian Mafia!

John Reese:
[dispatches the goons] Does it look like I play video games, Leon?

Leon Tao:
I think I broke my arm.