ch: harold finch


›Analog Interface → things are evolving (2/?): “i can hear you”

— What’s in this code?
—Memories. They’re its memories. You call it a life, I call it a machine, but the truth is… somewhere in the middle. Even when I was building it, I began to encounter anomalies. As if it had imprinted on me, like a child with a parent. Then it started looking out for me, altered its own code to take care of me. It was behaving like a person. But the world didn’t need a person to protect it. It needed a machine.
You took its memories.
Not just memories.


Sameen risked everything at the stock exchange, not just to save our lives, but to pull the whole world back from the brink of disaster, all with the knowledge that no one would ever even know her name. Everybody here, all of us, spend our days saving the lives of people we don’t even know. Each loss is unbearable, but when it’s someone you know… You think she’s dead. You think Shaw is dead, and you don’t have the guts to tell them.


[POI 4x14] For a long time, I've been afraid to let anyone in. Trying to avoid getting close to avoid loss. No matter what I do, it happens anyway.