Burn Notice

My name is Michael Westen. I used to be a spy until...

We got a burn notice on you. You're blacklisted.

When you're burned, you've got nothing --

no cash, no credit, no job history.

You're stuck in whatever city they decide to dump you in.

- Where am I? - Miami.

You do whatever work comes your way.

You rely on anyone who's still talking to you.

A trigger-happy girlfriend...

Should we shoot them?

...an old friend who used to inform on you to the FBI...

You know spies -- a bunch of bitchy little girls.

...family, too... Hey, is that your mom again?

...if you're desperate.... Someone needs your help, Michael.

...and a down-and-out spy you met along the way.

That's how we do it, people.

Bottom line -- as long as you're burned,

you're not going anywhere.

Listen to me, Michael. Gray shot your brother.

He murdered Nate.

You ordered him to!

Guys like you and me --

we know the ends justify the means.

- Mike, what'd you do? - I did what I had to, Sam.

Fi, how we looking?

There's a full tactical support team on-site,

and some heavy hitter seems to be running the show.

It just became my mission in life to put you behind bars.

All of you.

Pretty flowers. I didn't bring them.

A friend of Nate's must have come by earlier.

A friend.

Are we friends now, Bly?

Olivia Riley is coming for you.

Your actions have put her reputation on the line.

At this point, she doesn't care

who she has to hurt to get to you.

Sam, you all right?

Mike, you made me a promise.

You swear to me that you're gonna make this right.

I swear to you I'll make this right, Sam.

No, no, no, no, no. Come on, Sam!

Sam?

Sam!

Sam?

Sam!

In any kind of emergency situation,

an operative's greatest enemy is panic.

The spike of adrenaline, the increased blood pressure,

and the loss of any sense of time

can make it impossible to think clearly --

at exactly the time you need a clear head the most.

In those moments, it takes all your training,

all your willpower to pull yourself back from the brink.

Jed, it's Fiona. We're on our way.

Look, I don't care who's there. We're coming.

Get ready.

Come on. Sam?! I can't wake him up, Fi.

We'll be at Jed's in two minutes.

Go, Fi! Go!

Fiona, I am in the middle of a party.

Party's over. My friend needs help.

Are you freaking kidding me? He's dying.

No, he's not dying.

You're not gonna let him die.

Everyone out!

Okay, no. I want him out of here.

I am serious!

I'm more serious.

Okay.

Okay, come on. That's it.

Here. Let me just -- let me get this.

Not the...pool table.

Okay, this -- this doesn't look good.

I-is the bullet still in there?

Yeah, 9mm, close range through a car door.

Through a car door, sure.

Okay, he's got internal bleeding.

The round is probably lodged up against his spleen.

Get it out!

Okay, does this look like a surgery theater to you, Fiona?

I have a little medical bag

to stitch minor wounds and pull splinters.

I don't do full-on procedures in my house.

Well, you do today. What do you need?

He's lost a lot of blood. He's gonna need a transfusion.

I'll take care of that.

In an emergency, a blood transfusion can be

as simple as running a tube

between the major blood vessels of two compatible donors

and letting gravity do the rest.

Emergency surgery is a little more difficult.

Often, the most you can do is sterilize

whatever tools you have on hand,

keep the wound clean, and hope for the best.

Okay, now I just got to put that...

Wait a minute.

What -- what is it?

I am not getting a pulse. We're losing him.

Well, why aren't you doing anything?

I-I am doing something. I'm holding in his spleen.

He needs CPR now.

Wait. Hold on.

Stop, stop, stop! He's breathing again.

You did it. You did good there.

Burn Notice 6x18 Game Change Original Air Date on December 20, 2012

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

In many ways, it's easier

to function during combat than after.

In a fight, there's always something to do,

something to focus on.

Later, when you're dealing with the consequences,

the only thing you can do is wait and hope.

Hey, Mike. You look worse than me.

Sam.

Oh, it's good to hear your voice again.

Christ. Was it that bad?

Yeah.

It was all kind of a blur getting here.

I had this vague memory that...

Fi gave me mouth-to-mouth?

Did that happen?

Yeah.

You get pictures?

I guess I forgot. It was a little hectic.

Yeah. Where the hell are we?

We're at a doctor friend of Fiona's.

We brought you here after you passed out.

How's your mom and Jesse?

They'll be here soon.

We're gonna stay here as long as we need.

No. Mike, man, come on.

You guys should just go, okay?

Get out of town.

I mean, obviously, I'm in no shape to be on the run,

so you're gonna be much better off if you --

It's not gonna happen, Sam.

Mike, you know damn well as well as I do --

Sam, you are gonna rest

or I'm gonna give you something to make you rest.

You're a stubborn son of a bitch, Mike.

You were supposed to be here 20 minutes ago.

Yeah, we were picking up some new wheels,

and someone was dragging her feet a little bit, wasn't she?

Oh, excuse me for not being wild

about going on a car-theft spree.

How's Sam?

Well, we stopped the bleeding and closed him up.

He's stable. Good. That's something.

For a second there,

I was thinking something I didn't want to be thinking.

Should we just, uh, put our stuff in here or what?

No!

No, no, no, no.

You -- you can't put your things anywhere.

Fiona, who are these people?

My friends.

Oh.

Well, this is my house, and these are not my friends.

Well, that's unfortunate because that makes you my enemy.

You're not my enemy, are you?

Whatever. This is gonna cost you extra.

A lot extra.

Put it on my tab.

Love the new landlord. So, what's the plan now?

We're working on it.

You might want to get comfortable.

We're gonna be here a while.

There's a reason most people don't sleep well in new places.

The brain goes on alert in unfamiliar environments,

sensitive to possible dangers.

Add some very real dangers,

and the chances are low that you'll get any shut-eye at all.

Mom.

Didn't your mother ever teach you not to sneak up on people?

Sorry. I was just checking on everyone.

Couldn't sleep either, huh?

Not really.

I've been trying to figure out what to do.

Sam's too sick to travel,

and Riley's gonna find this place eventually.

We can't stay here and we can't leave.

Now you know what life with your father was like.

How did you deal with it?

I made a choice and I lived with the consequences.

We all did.

I can't do that.

I know you can't.

Your father couldn't do it, either.

Once he saw something he wanted both ways,

he'd just do whatever he damn well had to do

to have it both ways.

Usually, it was the rest of us who paid the price.

But he was a genius at it.

You got that from him, honey.

You'll figure something out.

I'm gonna go check on the others. You okay, Mom?

Yeah, I'll try and get some sleep

now that damn dog stopped barking.

Dog?