Person of Interest s02e04 Episode Script

You are being watched.
The government has a secret system a machine that spies on you every hour of every day.
I designed the machine to detect acts of terror, but it sees everything violent crimes involving ordinary people.
The government considers these people irrelevant.
We don't.
Hunted by the authorities, we work in secret.
You will never find us.
But victim or perpetrator, if your number's up, we'll find you.
Back in the day, people understood things like respect, loyalty, honor.
Those days are gone.
So what do you want to do? Only one thing to do.
Take care of it.
Have you located our quarry, Mr.
Reese? I have.
At a place called Grand.
Good choice.
You know it? Haven't been back since they renovated, but the old Grand served one mean rib eye.
So our guy has expensive taste, huh? The man he works for certainly does.
George Massey owns several local establishments, but he's better known for his less reputable enterprises, including loan sharking, money laundering, extortion.
Good to know the Irish mob is still alive and kicking.
I suppose if the city's gonna have organized criminals, they should at least be diverse.
Massey runs his businesses with his son Eddie.
And our guy? Riley Cavanaugh.
No living family and no education past high school.
The only job he seems to have held is driving a truck for a company owned by Massey.
Appears to have been an associate of Massey's for several years.
What kind of associate? The kind that gets the attention of the machine.
I'm going in.
- Something happening? - Yeah.
Lunch.
Did you talk to the owner of that new bar on 35th? We were gonna drop by later today.
Good.
Let me know if I need to get involved.
_ What's this? Trying to take my job? Sorry.
You looked busy.
Your server will be with you shortly.
Unless you want his job too.
Yours will do for now.
How's your lunch, George? Everything okay? Oh, Al, it's great.
I can't even remember what the old place looks like.
Neighborhood's changed.
Have to keep up with the times, as they say.
Yeah, some things do change.
But some don't.
For instance, you and me.
I know I'm behind, George, but just give me-- Behind? You're a little more than behind.
We were down for three months with the remodel, and people aren't going out to eat like they used to.
Yeah, I know.
I know.
Well, here's the thing.
You can spend all your money on your fancy fixtures and your wallpaper as long as you keep paper in my pocket.
Understand? Yeah.
Yeah, I understand.
Good.
Because, uh, next time I'm not gonna be the one who's stopping by.
It'll be me.
And I won't be here for lunch.
Looks like our associate is Massey's enforcer.
And by "enforcer," you mean he's our perpetrator? Annie, hang on.
Come here.
Hey.
What's going on? You don't say hello anymore? Sorry, George, I'm kind of busy.
You know, I've been thinking a lot about you lately.
Yeah? Should I be flattered or scared? Come on.
I just wanna know how you're doing.
You know? Whether or not you've found somebody to fend off those cold nights yet.
Why? You offering, George? 'Cause now I'm really scared.
Hey, I'm a married man.
You gotta be more respectful.
And I'm the widow of one of your guys, in case you forgot.
- So back at ya, George.
- Hey.
What happened to Sean was tragic, but he's the one that made his bed with the Russians, not me.
I thought he worked for you George.
Yeah, but his debts were his own.
He was a degenerate gambler, and it got him killed.
You had better learn to accept that, Annie.
I do, but I also remember that Sean was the sweetest guy in the world until the day he started working for you.
So degenerate or not, I'll always miss him.
I wonder who's gonna miss you when you're gone, George.
You take care, Annie.
Let's get the hell outta this dump.
And who on earth was that young lady? The hostess.
Got some brass.
Just served George more than his lunch.
Give me five minutes.
They're cautious.
They check their phones at the bar before talking business in the back.
Actually, that may help us.
If the phones are close together, I can use Riley's as a host to get up on the other ones.
Still need ears in that back office.
What do you suggest? Improvising.
Hey, what the hell is wrong with you? Right now, that look on your face.
Nothing another drink won't fix.
Get him outta here.
Were you successful, Mr.
Reese? I'll know in a minute.
This thing with Annie.
- Forget about it, pop.
- Forget about it? You heard the way she spoke to me today.
Bringing up that idiot husband of hers in public.
Used to be people had some respect.
Part of that was knowing when to keep your mouth shut.
Maybe I should pay her a visit.
Why? You got some special way of getting through to her? I can tell her to drop the subject.
Does she look like the type who would drop anything? I don't know, pop, Riley can be pretty persuasive.
Okay.
You go up there.
See her tonight.
Okay.
But not to shut her up.
To make her disappear.
I don't know, boss.
Don't know? Don't know what? She's the widow of one of the boys.
Might hurt morale.
Morale? Whose morale are you worried about? Theirs? Or mine? Okay, boss.
I'll take care of it.
Okay.
See that you do.
Take Eddie.
Use the Pearl.
Don't leave a trace.
Finch, our enforcer is going after the girl from the restaurant.
The hostess? Annie? She just became his next target, and he just became mine.
Mr.
Reese, I assume I don't need to remind you these are dangerous men you're following.
I've taken all precautions, Finch.
You find anything on Annie? Yes, her name is Anne Delaney, born and raised in Brooklyn.
She was widowed nine months ago when her husband Sean Delaney was found shot to death in Brighton Beach.
That was Russian territory then before Elias took it all over.
Not the place to be if you're one of George's crew.
You have an address for her? You're headed in that direction.
So how do you want to do this? Quietly.
Yeah, but how? The old man said no trace.
I'll handle it.
You just keep an eye out and be ready to help with the body.
Are you hearing this, Mr.
Reese? Don't worry, Finch.
I'll make sure they don't get anywhere near her.
Someone's calling Riley.
No, it's George calling Eddie.
- Yeah? - Don't talk, just listen.
Before you do that thing tonight, I want you to handle that other business that we talked about.
- Riley.
- You sure? You heard him today, Eddie.
I gave him a chance to come clean, he didn't take it.
I can't trust him anymore.
So he goes.
Then the girl.
Now can you handle this, or do I need to? No, no.
I got it.
Good.
Call me when it's done.
What's up? Nothing, the old man was just checking in.
You know how he gets.
Yeah, I do.
We may have this one wrong, Finch.
Riley might be the victim after all, but I think I'm too late.
Too late? What do you mean, Mr.
Reese? What was that? Hang on, Finch.
Mr.
Reese, he's calling Annie.
Hello? - Hey, it's me.
- Hey.
You okay? You sound stressed.
I'm fine.
Annie, listen.
Something's gone wrong.
George-- he must have found out about you and me.
What? Are you sure? Yeah.
Pretty sure.
I just had to kill Eddie.
Oh, my God.
Annie, it's gonna be all right.
All right? You just killed George Massey's son.
Just listen, Annie.
Please, just go to our place and wait.
I'm gonna make a quick stop, and then I'll be there.
Okay? Annie.
Okay.
I love you.
I love you too.
Did I just hear that right? Our enforcer is in love with the woman he was sent to kill? Yeah.
Which means we now have two people to protect, Finch.
Mr.
Reese, has Riley met up with Annie yet? Not yet.
There must be some other way to locate her.
Maybe, but George will be gunning for both of them.
Yes, but Annie is the innocent victim in this equation.
Are you saying we should protect Annie but not Riley? I'm just saying you might not want to put yourself and her at risk for a man like that.
He's a killer, Mr.
Reese.
So was I, Finch.
I think there's a distinction to be made.
Not as much as you think.
Well, he's a desperate man running out of time, and George won't be the only one after him.
The police will be looking for Eddie's killer as well.
Guess it's time to put our two detectives to work.
- Carter.
- Morning, Detective.
No, not until I've had my morning coffee.
- You can take it with you.
- Take it where? I'm sending you the location.
Why? What's there? Shows his face, we'll take him out.
Absolutely.
A body.
Finch, George's men are already at Riley's apartment building.
He must know about Eddie.
Which means they'll be looking for Annie too.
We need to make sure she's not at her place.
Finch? I can call Fusco.
No, that's all right.
Yes, I'll call you when I get there.
It's okay.
I'll be fine.
See if you can put a rush on those plates.
Sure.
If they're in the system, I want to know as soon as you do.
- All right.
- You got it.
Detective Szymanski.
It's good to see you back on active duty.
You know, I thought about dying, but I realized I couldn't afford it on a detective's salary.
What are you doing here? Heard there was a body.
Already? Homicide task force doesn't mess around.
- What you got? - It's a car wreck.
The deceased is Eddie Massey.
Not good.
I hear his dad's got a temper.
Eddie have too much to drink? Under the influence, yes, but not alcohol, hollow points.
Two in the side, close range.
Well, his weapon's still holstered.
Shooter must have taken him by surprise.
- His passenger? - Sounds right, airbag deployed.
Only goes off if someone's riding shotgun, or in this case, .
38 caliber.
Well, if the shooter was in the car, Eddie probably knew who he was.
Let's see what we got here.
Received a call from a blocked number early this morning, and then after that, several missed calls.
- Somebody's looking for him.
- Probably his dad.
Yup.
Annie's already gone.
Anything to tell us where she went? Finch? I'm looking.
I'm looking.
Any luck? Nothing yet.
If they've got a secret meeting place, she's hidden it well.
Oh, of course.
Well, just don't get caught hanging around.
I don't intend to.
Did you reach our detectives? I got them both on the job.
Detective Szymanski.
George, this is Detective Carter.
I heard about the incident you had a few months ago.
Feared we might have lost you.
George, I'm afraid I've got some bad news.
Eddie's dead.
I'm aware.
You don't seem too upset about the news.
We all deal with grief differently, Detective.
Mm.
How are you dealing with yours? Find my son's killer, and you'll see.
George, when was the last time you saw Eddie? Yesterday.
We had lunch, came back here.
Any idea what he was doing out so late last night or with whom? Couldn't say.
He received a call shortly before the crash.
Was it from you? You know, instead of badgering me, shouldn't you be out there trying to find out who killed my son? Where's your crew? My what? Well, your son was just gunned down, maybe by a rival gang.
I'd expect you to have some protection.
- I can take care of myself.
- I'm sure.
Or you already know who the shooter is, and your boys are out looking for him.
Rest assured, Detective, if I find the person responsible for Eddie's murder, you'll never know.
Yep.
Merry Christmas.
God bless you.
Check in with everybody.
They'll show up.
When they do, I want to know.
Mr.
Reese, I may have found something.
That's good, Finch, because I may have lost something.
Annie was very careful not to leave any clues as to her and Riley's meeting place, but maybe there is one.
Her laptop wallpaper is a view of the city from a photo she took.
Okay.
By measuring the alignment and relative size of the key buildings in the photo, I was able to determine the geographical coordinates of the spot where it was taken, approximately 50 feet above sea level.
Great, now does any of that voodoo produce an address? And it's trigonometry.
How do we know that has anything to do with Riley? Because his first known address.
It's where he grew up.
So he brought her home.
It's only four blocks away from you.
How did George find out? It doesn't matter, we gotta go.
I gotta get you on a train and as far away from here as possible, Annie.
- Me? - Yes.
You mean us.
I'm not leaving without you.
Annie.
You said you wanted out of the city.
You said we'd find some wide open place out west and start over together.
They're looking for me.
It's too dangerous.
I won't do this without you.
I can't.
Yes, you can, Annie.
Now listen, okay? - I'm gonna-- Annie.
- No, no! You listen to me.
After Sean died, you came by the restaurant.
You gave me your number, and you said if I ever needed anything, to just call, you remember? Yeah.
And then my water heater broke.
Just exploded, water everywhere.
Yeah, and you called.
I didn't think you'd even remember, but you said you'd be right there, and you were.
Of course you were next to useless, splashing around in water up to your ankles.
Loosening this, tightening that.
Hey.
But you came.
You kept your promise, just like you did every time after that.
You were there.
I love that.
Knowing I can count on you, I need to know that.
So I don't care who knows or how dangerous it is.
I'm not going anywhere without you, not ever.
Okay? - Okay? - Okay.
- Let's get going.
- Okay.
- What's in there? - Savings.
It's enough money to get us wherever we need to go.
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no! Not what you were expecting? George.
You didn't know I knew about your stash, huh, or the fact that you were sticking it to Sean's old lady? What do you want? How about my son back? I'm sorry, George, but Eddie didn't give me a choice.
Well, you can apologize to him yourself in a moment or two.
Get down! - Mr.
Reese? - Come on! Finch, George's men tried to ambush them.
Riley's with Annie on the run.
Do be careful, Mr.
Reese.
Thanks for the tip, Finch.
Mr.
Reese, is everything all right? I'll survive.
- What about Annie and Riley? - I'm not sure.
Prints taken off Eddie's car belong to Riley Cavanaugh, one of Massey's top enforcers.
Oh, no wonder George wasn't sweating.
He was looking for one of his own.
One of the building tenants said she saw a guy matching Cavanaugh's description, leaving the building with a woman, could be a hostage.
What do we know about him? He's a suspect in three mob-related hits over the past two years.
He's a stone-cold killer.
We gotta find him, take him down.
Szymanski.
Yeah, we got it.
Okay.
That's the stuff.
- Happy Birthday.
- How did you know? Reconsidering your decision to protect Riley? No, just thinking I should grab a new shirt.
He shot you, John.
It wasn't personal.
Maybe we should focus on the more pressing issue of finding them.
Yes, Detective? Your partner, Mr.
Tall, Dark, and Fearsome - really got Massey steamed.
- Meaning what? Meaning he put a bounty on Cavanaugh and the broad.
- How much? - A million.
Keep me informed.
If Detective Fusco is correct, Annie and Riley will have every hired gun in the city looking for them.
George is too small of a fish to pull off a move like this.
He'll need to get the word out city-wide.
And who would he reach out to for that kind of help? See what you can do.
Where are you going? George took the money Riley was gonna use to start over.
He'll need to get more before they leave town.
I think I know where they might go.
Hello, Carter.
Riley Cavanaugh? That's who you're protecting? He's protecting an innocent woman.
Why didn't you tell me this earlier? Because I needed you to question George Massey.
You mean distract him.
- What about the woman? - Annie Delaney.
Right now, Riley's her best protection.
Yeah, well, Szymanski's also looking to take this guy down.
Which is exactly why I need you to stay with him, to make sure that doesn't happen.
You want me to derail a homicide investigation.
Anything else? I'll be in touch.
This is all I have on hand.
I can go to the bank if you need more.
No, Al.
This is great.
I'll pay you back every cent, I promise.
Annie, some men came by earlier, George's men, asking for you.
What did you say? The truth.
I hadn't seen you.
I don't know how to thank you, Al, everything you've done for me.
Annie, are you sure you're okay? Yeah, don't worry.
And thank you.
Finch, someone's trying to collect the bounty on Riley and Annie.
We gotta go! Wrong way, guys.
Finch, I found Riley and Annie, and so have the bounty hunters.
Any luck with our old friend? I'll have an answer for you shortly.
Open the gate.
You guys can go.
So I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage, Mr.
Crane, is it? You obviously know something about me, but I know nothing about you.
The man I work with saved the life of someone close to you, Charlie Burton.
So you're the boss.
I suppose I, uh-- I should thank you for saving my life, as well as my current accommodations.
I trust you're keeping yourself busy, Mr.
Elias.
Certainly your control of the city's criminal enterprises appears undiminished.
Well, being stripped of all possessions eliminates a lot of distractions.
I've got time to read, to think, to play chess.
Though, you know, finding a worthy opponent has been a little challenging.
What brings you to see me? We need help with a minor boss whose organization may not be under your control yet.
George Massey.
I heard about his son.
- Our friend John's handiwork? - No, one of his own men.
Fallen under our protection now.
Massey's put a million-dollar bounty on him and the woman he's with.
Ah, yes.
So flashy.
Relics like Massey, they never learn.
There's so much more to be gained by staying out of the limelight, in the background.
Those are the people you have to watch out for.
Indeed.
We thought he might reach out to such a man for help.
If so, we hoped we could convince you to withhold your assistance.
So you want me to shut down Massey's little hunting party? Well, I suppose I do owe you something for saving my life.
Even so, everything does come with a cost.
I assumed there would be.
What is it you want? Well, as I said, I have no need of possessions.
Will be leaving from track 35 in approximately five minutes.
I'm gonna go get some tickets, okay? - I'll go with you.
- No.
Just stay here.
- Mr.
Reese? - Go ahead, Finch.
I believe our bounty hunter problem has been neutralized.
You actually got Elias to help us out? Yes, he's made George's bounty forbidden fruit.
Anyone going after it will have to answer to him.
As a reminder, please do not leave your bags-- Looks like someone didn't get the message, Finch, and he's still gonna try to collect.
Over there! Mr.
Reese, what's happening? One of the bounty hunters is going after Riley.
Did he get to him? No, the bounty hunter took Annie.
She's gone.
Follow me! Mr.
Reese, where are you? Following Riley.
Police spotted him.
But I thought you said that Annie had been taken! I did.
Then why are you wasting time on Riley? He's a killer.
He's just bad code.
- Bad what? - Forget it.
Everything Riley's done so far is to protect Annie.
The bounty hunter still has to deliver her to George, so that's where Riley's headed.
Yes, Detective? Yeah, Massey's on the move.
Do you know where he was headed? No, he must have slipped out the back.
Okay, call me if he returns.
Who the hell are you? Someone who knows what you're up against.
Yeah? What do you know? I know you shot Eddie to save Annie.
And I know you've been protecting her since her husband was killed.
Russians, right? That's right.
Strange they'd kill him when he still owed them so much money and then leave his body in their own territory.
It's very strange, unless maybe the Russians didn't kill Sean.
Maybe it was someone else, someone who wanted to make it look like they did.
A professional.
Someone like you.
Sean was skimming to pay back the Russians.
George caught him and had him whacked.
George had him killed, but the hit-- it was you.
After Sean, George had me keep tabs on Annie.
He had a thing for her.
He also wanted to make sure she didn't ask too many questions.
But you fell for her instead, and George found out.
Annie doesn't deserve any of this.
She just wants to get away from here and start over.
But she doesn't know about Sean.
Do you really think you can run away from that? No.
I know what I am.
But I also know that she's the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I will do whatever I gotta do to save her.
Well, if you go charging in at George half-cocked, you'll be dead before you can even do her any good.
Come on, we need to move.
Come on.
It's a dead end.
What now? We consider our options.
Shooting at cops isn't one of them.
You got a better idea, let's hear it.
Excuse me.
- Yes.
- Carter.
How's it going, Detective? Szymanski's got a dragnet out for your hit man.
I suggest you steer clear for a while.
Well, that's gonna be a little difficult.
Don't tell me you're with him.
Okay, I won't, but I still need your help.
John, this guy killed Eddie Massey.
Eddie was gonna kill him and an innocent woman.
Well, I'm sure the DA will take that into consideration.
This isn't about helping Riley, it's about saving Annie.
Look, if I'm wrong I'll turn him in to you myself.
I got a tip! One of my CIs saw Cavanaugh over near 43rd and 10th.
- Call it in.
Come on.
- Let's go.
We got a sighting at 43rd and 10th.
You got a detective in your pocket? More like on my back.
Suspect reported near 43rd and 10th.
Let's go.
Finch, I've got Riley.
We're going to get Annie.
Well, you won't find her at George's pub.
Detective Fusco said he left in a hurry.
Where would George take Annie? - The Pearl.
- The what? The Emerald Pearl's a nightclub that George owned.
It went under, but he kept it for-- uh, for other business.
Like making bodies disappear.
You know this place? - Yeah.
- Let's go.
What about her boyfriend? Last I saw, he was running for the door.
Why am I not surprised? That's okay.
I'm gonna catch up with that coward soon enough.
So I suppose I'll be taking my money now.
The million was for the both of them.
I'll settle for half, unless you think that's unreasonable.
What the hell, I'm in a good mood.
Corey, get this guy his money.
Hey, what do you think you're doing? Bringing your boss a present.
I believe I'm due a reward.
You know that none of this needed to happen, right? I wanted to help you, Annie.
And what did I get? Gratitude? No.
Insults! Blame for Sean.
Oh, to tell the truth, you were right on that score.
You see, Sean was not only a degenerate gambler, he was also a thief.
I gave him what he deserved.
And you call Riley a coward.
Riley.
Yeah.
Did Riley ever tell you--? No, of course not.
Tell me what? What really happened to Sean.
Let her go, George.
Well, look at that.
Anybody moves, I'm shooting you first.
Hey, good to see you, kid.
Yeah, you know, you just saved me 500 grand.
Are you okay, Annie? Oh, she's fine.
We were just having a little conversation about Sean.
Let her go, George.
- Don't.
- He can't shoot both of us.
He won't have to.
Take Annie, go for the kitchen, I'll cover you.
No! You're closer.
Get her out of here.
Aah! Go! Take care of Annie! - We have to move.
- I'm not leaving without Riley.
Annie, go.
Go, it's okay.
I will be right there.
Go! I never should have sent Eddie.
I should have killed you myself.
She was right, you know.
No one's gonna miss either one of us.
Riley? - We can't leave him.
- I'm not.
Get her out of here.
Annie, Riley had this on him.
Just the one? So he wasn't coming after all.
He knew you'd always be looking over your shoulder if he did.
I was fooling myself to think I could change him.
But you did.
You gave him the strength to walk away from the only life he knew, to be better.
He said you were the best thing that ever happened to him.
Thank you.
Good luck.
Once I wanted to be the greatest Where's she headed? - New Mexico.
- A wide open place.
Earlier, what did you mean when you said, "bad code"? It means a flawed design.
The term applies to machines, not to people.
We have the ability to change, evolve.
Even killers.
So you never did tell me what Elias wanted for calling off the bounty.
Grace just in your honor Once I wanted to be the greatest, the greatest the greatest, the greatest two fists of solid rock with brains that could explain any feeling You can have the money.
I'm not here for the money.
The greatest Stay tuned for scenes from our next episode.