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 couldnāt have anticipated was that you would becomeā¦ such a good friend.
- You wonāt make it down from that rooftop alone.
- Donāt intend to. Iām afraid this is where our partnership ends. Good-bye, John.
- Harold. Finch, wait. Wait! Harold! Wait! Harold!Ā
- 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. Thatās the way I like it.
- No, I told you. Itās supposed to be me alone.
- Should get moving, Harold. Itās gonna get a little exciting up here.
- All right, youāve done it. Now let the upload take care of itself. Get out of there, John. Mr. Reese. John. This wasnāt 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, Iā¦ saving one life at a time seemed a bit anticlimactic. But then I realizedā¦ sometimes one lifeā¦
If itās the right lifeā¦ Thatās 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
āMr. Reese, are you here?ā - āAlways, Finch!ā
I will repeat it again and again: Itās love
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