… that Lionel Fusco was named after a lion cub?
(because I’m seeing a LOT of those “I’m mad at Finch” comments and it finally got to me) Consider how much of threat Root’s proven herself to be, to FINCH especially. Just because The Machine ‘trusts’ her doesn’t mean he has to, nor does her helping them find Reese dictate they all be best buds~
Also, just because she returned to the library of her own free will does NOT mean she is 100% ‘on the team’. She still has her own agendas (set up by TM no doubt), and she’s still dangerous, even more so than usual because she has TM standing behind her, which she’s proven time and time again by naming off facts about the people standing in front of her, as if she were reading them from a book.
Lest we forget: Root kidnapped this man. She cut his hand. She tied him up, killed a man in front of him, and threatened him and everyone and everything he cared about. She frightened him so badly he couldn’t even walk outside without a panic attack. She keeps taunting him with the fact that his enormously powerful Machine has a mysterious agenda that she’s serving, while he doesn’t even know what it is and can do nothing to monitor the situation. She’s dangerous, unbalanced, ruthless, and destructive, not to mention annoyingly smug.
And he’s supposed to, what, fling wide the gates and have tea and crumpets with her in the library?
I don’t know what people want from Finch, sometimes. I really don’t.
Elias and Scarface finishing the job:
Don’t you try that innocent and helpful act, girlie. I am ON to you. I don’t care if you had a Pet the Dog Moment (oh my Lord, ENOUGH with the Pet the Dog Moments on this show!). I do not trust you for one single second, so WATCH IT.
Oh, and Taylor — poor precious Taylor …
Can we appreciate Michael Emerson’s acting? “I’m the guy that’s going to catch you when you fall.” “I’m not very good at this.” Even freakier is the fact that it wouldn’t sound strange coming out of Reese’s mouth.
WHY CBS WHY
Stay strong, Irrelevants.
And may The Fusco be with us …. when tonight is over
I’d like to thank Harold for arranging all those books with their spines away from us. I would have lost sleep and ruined my eyesight trying to collect all 38 book titles.
"Watch Person Of Interest," they said. "It’ll be fun," they said. "Why are you screaming-crying-flailing-hyperventilating?" they said.
This. SO MUCH THIS.