Leverage · Season 1
So let me get this straight. You're a doctor.
Yeah.
What if someone asks you to deliver a baby?
I'd say I'm not an obstetrician.
What, a what?
A baby doctor.
Well, what if there's a train accident and there's stretchers everywhere and someone points to you and says "Hey you! Help me with this sucking chest wound!"
I'd stick my hand in the chest and, y'know, hope for the best.
Oh, you are so not operating on me.
[As Parker and Nathan watch on a computer monitor, the team's mark develops a spontaneous nosebleed]
Did you just give a guy a nosebleed with the power of your mind?
Is it just me, or has Nate gotten even more sadistic since he quit drinking?
Is it just me, [grins] or does that make him even more attractive?
Looks like an ordinary cell phone, right? It's not, man. It's a metal detector. See, it uses pulse-induction technology that sends out a current that generates a magnetic field, and then…are you even listening?
Yeah.
Well, what'd I say?
You were explaining how you're still a virgin?
There are three general exceptions for house arrest: personal safety, death of a relative, and family events.
Personal safety. We could burn the apartment down.
[excitedly raises her hand] Ooh! Ooh!
I want someone to like me. Does that get easier when you're a grown-up?
[long pause] Um, no, I don't think it does.
You're nice. But weird.
Listen, we still got to get Fowler out of the apartment so that we can get in.
Except now when he leaves, there'll be someone waiting to kill him.
Man, one of his victims wants payback more than he wants to be paid…back.
[As they hear Widmark singing]
'The play's the thing wherein I'll catch the conscience of a king.'
Ah. Sophie, how long will it take you to stage a musical?
Six weeks.
You have two days.
[After hearing Judy Kim sing]
Did—did…Did you just make that up on the spot?
Yes, ma'am.
Huh. You really are quite relentless.
Thank you, ma'am.
Yeah, Sophie's gonna be doing this one.
What?
Yeah.
Yeah. I'm gonna be Nate on this one. Only, you know, nicer.
[Behind her, Nate makes a face]
But if you're gonna be Nate, who's gonna be you?
You.
Me?
I don't mean to obsess about the last time Sophie ran a con, but, I'm sorry, where we had to blow up the offices!
Really, 'cause I don't remember that.
I do.
[Sophie has taken the lead on the job, and is explaining it to the team with her usual flair]
…and then to protect themselves, they issue an apology to Mr. Pennington, and then they throw Monica Hunter into the jaws of the very media machine that she bent to her own malicious will.
Wow. I gotta say, Sophie's briefings are much more dramatic.
And poetic.
We totally went to the moon.
Movie sets. I've seen them, they're outside of Albuquerque.
Why would there still be sets there?
Because they're gonna reuse them for the Mars mission, repaint them all red.
She has to have corroboration from her own sources, she has to craft the narrative. Monica Hunter has to be the author of her own personal nightmare!
[Nate looks at her in disbelief, then turns to Eliot]
Do I sound that creepy when I—
Hell. Yes.
[After seeing Monica beginning to lose it]
Now that's what I call control.
Yeah, we might have, uh, pushed too hard.
Please.
......
[After Monica drags Hardison with her to go to a military base for footage]
Too much.
Little bit.
[Hardison is being held at an army base after their mark goes a little too far]
[over comms] Get me out of here!
Yeah, I—I'm working on it!
On it! [gets ready to leave]
No, no, no, no! You cannot go. You're dead. Monica Hunter sees you and the whole con is blown.
Right.
Damn the con! I am a black man caught on an Army base with a video camera! I am going to jail forever!
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