Agent Rebecca Harris : You were right, you know. About my father. He used for ten years, when I was a kid. My mom finally moved me and my sister out of the house in the middle of the night. He cleaned up after I joined the Bureau. He came to see me one night last year, and... something was off. He said he'd been blind his whole life, but now, tonight, he could see. When he left, he said the next time I saw him, he'd be a different person. A better person. Three weeks later, his body floated up in the East River.
Brian Finch : I'm sorry.
Agent Rebecca Harris : You know what I remember about that night? His eyes. They had this shine - just like yours did on that subway platform.
Brian Finch : That's why you didn't shoot me.
Agent Rebecca Harris : I think my father was on NZT that night. And if I can figure out where it comes from, maybe I can figure out what happened to him. You agreed to do a job, Brian.
[with an NZT pill in her right hand]
Agent Rebecca Harris : It's time. Just don't lie to me. Ever.
[gives the pill to Brian]
Brian Finch : You sure about this?
Agent Rebecca Harris : I couldn't help my father. Maybe I can help you.
Agent Rebecca Harris : [to Brian] You're not smart, you're high.
Agent Rebecca Harris : [sitting across from Brian] If you hand me my gun right now, I probably won't shoot you.