heart to heart, soul to soul
two dialogs for Finch and Reese. as the oath on the altar
- Sorry, Mr. Reese.
- Finch, what are you doing?
- When I hired you, I suspected you were going to be a great employee. What I couldn’t have anticipated was that you would become… such a good friend.
- You won’t make it down from that rooftop alone.
- Don’t intend to. I’m afraid this is where our partnership ends. Good-bye, John.
- Harold. Finch, wait. Wait! Harold! Wait! Harold!
- John. What are you doing?
- Me and the Machine have had a long-standing arrangement. A deal. Told you. Pay you back all at once. That’s the way I like it.
- No, I told you. It’s supposed to be me alone.
- Should get moving, Harold. It’s gonna get a little exciting up here.
- All right, you’ve done it. Now let the upload take care of itself. Get out of there, John. Mr. Reese. John. This wasn’t supposed to be the way.
- Sure it is. This is what I do, remember? When you came to me, you gave me a job. A purpose. At first, well, I had been trying to save the world for so long, I… saving one life at a time seemed a bit anticlimactic. But then I realized… sometimes one life…
If it’s the right life… That’s enough. Good-bye, Harold.
- No! Please!
heart to heart, soul to soul
those eyes, memories every single last wonderful moments until they both
but they always sound in unison
and somewhere far away from the earth, John will continue to preserve Harold
“Mr. Reese, are you here?” - “Always, Finch!”
I will repeat it again and again: It’s love
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