neotoxin

  • Harold: Ms. Groves. Root. The threat to Beth's life... Is it you?
  • Root: Yes, Harold. I'm afraid I'm gonna have to kill her.
  • Harold: You followed me to coffee with Beth. It was you watching us, not her ex-husband. And my office?
  • Root: Trashed it. I was looking for that activation device.
  • Harold: So you knew before I told you? What my plan was?
  • Root: I knew enough. You told me the rest. Only you would have the audacity, Harold. Sneaking past Zeus to steal fire. But inevitably, you'll be discovered. Samaritan will link Harold Whistler with Beth Bridges, and minutes later it will murder you. All because you'll see her tonight and activate that program. She's gonna get you killed, Harold. That's why she has to die.
  • Harold: Please, you mustn't do this, Ms. Groves.
  • Root: *holding syringe* It's a neotoxin. Untraceable. I promise, I'll make sure her death is painless. *holding cloth* Harold, this is chloral hydrate. I'm gonna put you out; making you watch would just be cruel.
  • Harold: Don't do this. Please, Ms. Groves.
  • Root: Beth should be back by now. I bet she stopped at Veniero's. She loves their cannoli.
  • Harold: Why kill her? Why didn't you just tell me not to see her?
  • Root: I knew you'd never stop. This plan of yours means too much to you. Don't- It's better to let Beth die of a heart attack. Enough. This won't hurt, I promise *approaches Harold with soaked cloth*
  • Harold: My plan does mean too much! Too much to kill her! If you do, my program will fail. This could be a real weapon; it's worth risking my life.
  • Root: No. You're too important.
  • Harold: My value to the Machine is irrelevant.
  • Root: You're too important to me!
  • Harold: The Machine didn't tell you to do it.
  • Root: She told me not to. I-I thought I could sacrifice everyone; I-I really did. Win some, lose some, right? It's for a good cause, but... But it turns out I can't lose you, Harold. Not you and Shaw.
  • Harold: So you will kill this woman to save my life.
  • Root: It will all be over very soon.
  • *Harold drinks the neotoxin*
  • Root: No! Harold!
  • Harold: There's no need to kill her if I'm already dead.
  • Root: You disappoint me, Harold.
  • Harold: How long do I have?
  • Root: *on phone* Hi, my friend needs to get to the hospital in eleven minutes, or he's dead.
  • Harold: *disconnects phone* I won't go. When they come, I won't go. Now legally, they can't force me.
  • Root: *wtf* Harold, stop this now.
  • Harold: If I'm dead, you won't kill her. There won't be a need.
  • Root: Do you really care that much about this woman?
  • Harold: If she dies, it's my fault. And I will not be responsible for one more friend's death.
  • Root: Shaw's not your fault. Even if she does... turn up dead, it's not your fault. I asked her to help us that day; I did, Harold.
  • Harold: I suppose we're both just trying to save one more friend from dying. *slumps on the bed*
  • Root: You win. I-I won't kill her. I give you my word, Harold, Beth will live. Please. Please believe me.
  • Harold: All right, I believe you... Root.