Person of Interest2011

D3mn8:
Let's see the money.

Harold Finch:
I'm new at this sort of thing. But I'm guessing I'm supposed to see the laptop first.

D3mn8:
You're not with the Estonians.

Harold Finch:
No, I'm not.

D3mn8:
You tried to buy the laptop earlier. But I didn't like the way your partner looked.

Harold Finch:
So you arranged to make a deal with the Estonians, thinking they would pay more. You'd be wrong. [Opens briefcase full of money] One hundred thousand. Small bills. Double your asking price.

D3mn8:
What's the catch?

Harold Finch:
The catch *Albert*, is that you leave this very second, disappear, and don't show your face for at least a year. Especially not at your mom's house in Queens, where you presently reside. Take your money and go far, far away. Some very bad people want that laptop. And if they know you've even seen it, they will kill you. So that's the catch, Albert.

D3mn8:
Then why would you want it?

Harold Finch:
Let me worry about that.