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Michael: No, no. I captured you. I put you away Simon. This makes no sense.
Simon: This makes all the sense in the world. Use that big brain of yours. The fact that you captured me, makes you the prefect man for the job. You're deep cover. Whoever ran the extraction team had to be someone who didn't work for the CIA, someone you'd never work with. Somebody like me.

Michael: There's no way they let you out of prison. After everything you've done.
Simon: Wake up Michael. Guys like us, we're weapons. As long as we're useful someone's always going to want to take us out to play.

James: Why didn't you complete your mission?
Michael: Because the man they sent after you Simon. Because if they work with him, they believe in nothing and I believed. I believed from the first day of my training at the CIA. I thought all they stood for was right. Even after they burned me, I gave them everything and I wasted my life for a lie.

Sonya: I wanted you to tell me something. Was any of it real, between us?
Michael: I had a job to do Sonya. To get close to you and close to the people you work with.
Sonya: You didn't answer the question.
Michael: I was under cover for us long I lost track of who I was. Part of me, the part that believe in what we were doing, that part cared for you.

James: What we do here together, what we stand for. Do you believe in it? And don't give me the answer you think I want. What I want is the truth.
Michael: I have always agreed with your methods, but the jobs I've helped you with, the ones no one else was willing to do, they needed t be done. We protect what is important. You made me part of something that is bigger than you, bigger than me. You made me believe there is something worth fighting for, something to believe in.

Madeline: I don't want to lose another son.
Michael: Mom. I can't make any promises, sometimes sacrifices have to be made.

Fiona: What you did early, plowing into that store and then jumping on the car, almost incinerating yourself.
Michael: It was a calculated risk. I need information.
Sam: Mike don't, we've known each other too long. There is a difference between a necessary risk and a death wish and you know it.
Fiona: Michael I know you are hurting, but what is killing yourself going to prove?

Madeline: No, don't you give that man a damn thing.
Michael: Mom, you don't understand. You and Charlie.
Madeline: I do understand Michael, and Charlie is going to be fine.
Michael: What are you talking about?
Madeline: I found a way to buy a chance for Jesse and Charlie to get out of here.
Michael: Mom I don't know what you are planning.
Madeline: Michael, you said it yourself sometimes sacrifices must to be made. In the bag of supplies there's an explosive charge.
Michael: Mom, don't, please don't.
Madeline: Listen to me, there is no remote detonator Michael, and there is no time to build one. You've protected me enough and now you need my help. If saving you means I don't get out of here, it's fine with me. God knows I've failed you enough times in the past, give me this please. Michael listen to me, you made mistakes, we all did. I am so proud of the man you are. I love that man. I love you Michael.
Michael: I love you.
Madeline: Goodbye Baby.
Michael: Goodbye Mom.

Fiona: If this about your death wish.
Michael: I want to live. Maybe more than I ever had.

Michael: [looking at Charlie] What will I tell him when he's older?
Fiona: About what?
Michael: About me.
Fiona: Tell him the truth.
Michael: Where would I start?
Fiona: Start from the beginning, start with: "My name is Michael Westen. I use to be a spy."

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Burn Notice Quotes

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Fiona

Michael: Uh, Detective, I spoke with some officers at the station recently and I think we cleared up all the questions they had.
Paxson: Well, I have different questions. They're about a traffic incident. Three cars blown up, three more totaled. Apparently, we have a one-man wrecking crew on our hands.
Fiona: How can you be so sure it's a man?
Paxson: I'm as progressive as the next gal, Ms. Glenanne, but someone matching Mr. Westen's description was spotted driving away from the scene.
Michael: White male, dark hair, athletically built? I hope your department pays overtime because you're gonna be searching for a few hundred thousand suspects.

Burn Notice Music

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