The Sentinel2006

David Breckinridge:
Tom DiPaola said he called you four times yesterday. You never returned any of his messages, and that you almost missed the Marine One flight yesterday.

Pete Garrison:
They moved the flight up two hours. I was in the coffee shop. It was noisy. I couldn't hear my cell phone. Now wh-wh-what is this, alright? What the hell are you doing following me?

Hugo Ortega:
Las Palmas Coffee Shop is a dead drop for the Baranquilla Cartel.

David Breckinridge:
You screwed up, Pete. You walked into a stakeout. I want to know your number one go-to guy at the Cartel, and I want to know how you were going to help them kill the president.

Pete Garrison:
Why would I want to kill the president? What motive do I have?

David Breckinridge:
I don't know Pete, and to be honest with you, I don't care. I know what the evidence is telling me.

Pete Garrison:
I have given my entire life to the Secret Service. I've gotten up at 4 a.m. every goddamn morning.

David Breckinridge:
So is that what this is about? You're bitter after all your years of service that they didn't make you director?

Pete Garrison:
Oh, no. Don't confuse your own ambition with mine. Okay, Dave?

David Breckinridge:
Come on, Pete. Think about it. People would understand that. I mean, Jesus Christ, you took a bullet for the President of the United States. And in the 25 years since, you haven't even made shift supervisor on a presidential detail, and *that* I know you wanted. But they don't put guys who bend the rules, not even a little bit, in charge of P.P.D., do they? Even if they did take a bullet for the old man.

Pete Garrison:
Is that your professional or personal opinion?