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Raymond âRedâ Reddington â James Spader
Elizabeth Keen â Megan Boone
Donald Ressler â Diego Klattenhoff
Harold Cooper â Harry Lennix
Aram Mojtabai â Amir Arison
Dembe Zuma â Hisham Tawfiq
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đŽ Episode 7:1 â Louis T SteinhilÂ
đŽ Episode 7:2 â Louis T Steinhil, Pt 2
đŽ Episode 7:3 â Les Fleurs du Mal
đŽ Episode 7:4 â Kuwait
đŽ Episode 7:5 â Norman Devane
đŽ Episode 7:6 â Dr Lewis Powell
đŽ Episode 7:7 â Hannah Hayes
đŽ Episode 7:8 â The Hawaladar
đŽ Episode 7:9 â Orion Relocation Services
đŽ Episode 7:10 â Katarina Rostova
đŽ Episode 7:11 â Victoria Fenberg
đŽ Episode 7:12 â Cornelius Ruck
đŽ Episode 7:13 â Newton Purcell
đŽ Episode 7:14 â Twamie Ullulaq
đŽ Episode 7:15 â Gordon Kemp
đŽ Episode 7:16 â Nyle Hatcher
đŽ Episode 7:17 â Brothers
đŽ Episode 7:18 â Roy Cain
đŽ Episode 7:19 â The Kazanjian Brothers
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đŽ Script 7:1 Louis T Steinhil (â 27)
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Program air date: 10/4/2019 in the US
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Director: Bill Roe
Written by: John Eisendrath, Jon Bokenkamp
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Brief (Where weâre at): Red has been abducted â by Katarina Rostova, Lizâs mother and notorious KGB/Cabal operative and femme fatale. Having found out that Ressler had stirred up Russian interest in her by his search for her, Red reached out to a friend (âmystery manâ) who located Katarina living in Paris. Red found her walking alone along a dark Parisian street on a rainy night and called her name. She turned and recognized him, âRaymond.â She walked up to him and kissed him, deeply. âAre they watching?â she asked. âItâs not safe. Youâre not safe,â he answered, followed by another deep kiss. Then she took out a hypodermic needle and jabbed him in the gut with it. He looked at the needle, then collapsed. A car drove up, two men got out of it, loaded Red into it and drove off. Katarina picked up his fedora and, twiddling it, walked on, smiling slightly.
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Red has been friends with the mystery man since childhood. Not only did the mystery man cast doubt on the story Dom told to Liz about Ilya Koslovâs past with Katarina, he looks a little like an older Ilya himself. Not only do both he and Red know Dom, both refer to Liz as âMasha,â and both agree it was concerning that Dom told Liz âthat story.â According to Domâs account to Liz, Red was in fact Ilya Koslov before taking on the identity of Raymond Reddington. The reason Red gives for Domâs story was that Dom wanted Liz to be able âto move on.â And in fact Liz has moved on, with her daughter Agnes, now about four, coming back home to live.
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The Season 6 âplot against Americaâ uncovered by former MI6 agent Christopher Miles turned out not to be a plot to assassinate the President at all but rather a plot by the President to assassinate the First Lady, who wanted him to come clean about a drunken car accident four years earlier that had killed a woman and her son. Liz and Ressler interrupted the shooting just in time to throw off Mr Sandquistâs shot, but Sandquist turned the tables and accused them of being the assassins, so they were arrested. (They had just earlier escaped from the Post Office along with Aram and Cooper in a break-out masterminded by Liz.) Red intervened by ramming the police wagon they were in and, after a shootout, Anna McMahon was just about to execute Red when Dembe(!) appeared and shot McMahon. So Dembe is back! âI said I needed to follow my own path. I did. It led me back to you.â But more trouble is in store. Dembe tells Red âOur friend in Miami says the Townsend Directive is in play,â so itâs possible being held captive by Katarina Rostova may not be the worst of Redâs problems.
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[ Paris, France ]
[ Three young thugs are in an apartment drinking beer and watching a soccer game on tv. In the kitchen a woman runs currency through a machine which creates packets of bills ]
[ ANNOUNCER SPEAKING FRENCH ]
Joubert: Allez, allez. Passe. Passe! Vas-y, vas-y, vas-y! (tr Come on. Pass. Pass! Go ahead, go ahead, go!)
[ Thugs SHOUTING IN FRENCH, cheering and jeering ] [ KNOCK ON DOOR ]
Thug: Nâimporte quoi. (tr âWhateverâ)
â Hey, hey.
[ TV MUTES ]
Joubert: Shh, shh, shh, shh! â [Fr.] Hear that?
Thug: [Fr.] Hear what?
[ Joubert motions to the Thug, who draws a gun and approaches the door and looks through the spy hole. He sees nothing ]
Thug: [Fr.] Idiots, itâs nothing. [ LAUGHS ]
Joubert: [ EXHALES DEEPLY ] My God, man.
[ Remote BUTTON CLICKS ] [ ANNOUNCER SPEAKING FRENCH ]
[ Suddenly, the DOOR THUDS open. Itâs Dembe, shooting ] [ GUNSHOTS đ„đ„đ„đ„ ] [ He shoots the Thugs, but sparing Joubert ]
[ GROANING ] [ TV ANNOUNCER CONTINUES ]
[ Dembe points his gun at Joubert ]
Dembe: Where is he?
Joubert: What? I donâtâ
Dembe: Reddington! Where is he?!
Joubert: Okay, okay! ArrĂȘte. Stop. Put down the gun, eh?
[ GUNSHOTđ„ ] [ Dembe shoots the Thug again ]
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Dembe: You run the network, Joubert. If Reddington was smuggled out of Paris, youâd know.
Joubert: Smuggled?
Dembe: Who got him out?
Joubert: Reddington is impossible to track. Heâs like a ghost.
Dembe: What about the strike team?
Joubert: What strike team?! Hey, hey, if Reddington was in France, I would know, and I would tell you. I would.
Wounded thug: [ EXHALES SHARPLY ] [ GROANING ] [ PANTING ]
Dembe: Take this phone, Joubert, and call me if you hear something.
Joubert: What do you mean, smuggled out of Paris? Is Reddington in trouble? Is he? What happened to Reddington?!
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[ A hospital room ] [ MONITOR BEEPING ] [ OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS ] [ WOMAN SPEAKING FRENCH OVER P.A. ]
[ Red is strapped to a hospital bed, his head and body immobilized ]
Red: [ MUTTERS ]
[ As Red begins to wake, his vital signs rise on the monitors ] [ BEEPING QUICKENS ]
Red: [ GRUNTS ]
[ DOOR OPENS ]
Red: [ GRUNTS ]
[ A nurse, Mila LaPorte, enters ]
Mila LaPorte: Il est reveille. Il estâ He, appelle Docteur Busson. Dis lui quâil reveille! (tr. He is awake. He isâ [ To another nurse ] Call Dr. Busson. Tell him heâs waking up!)
Red: Where- Where am I?
Orderly: Il lutte contre les sangles. Il ne peux pas bouger. Dis lui quâil do it rester immobile. (tr. He fights against the straps. He can not move. Tell him he must stay still.)
Red: What happened?
Mila LaPorte: Mr. Reddington, please be calm. You are in a hospital. Youâre in Paris.
[ BEEPING CONTINUES ]
Red: I canât feel anything. Why canât I move? Why canât I feel anything? [ MONITOR BEEPING ]
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Dr Busson: Do you recall the incident? How about the rescue? Mr. Reddington, Iâm sure you have many questions, and, uh, a great many police waiting to speak with you. But my only job is to care for your physical health, and Iâm concerned you may also have cognitive damage. So I need you to tell me what, if anything, you remember about the incident. Do you know who did this to you?
Flashback:
Red: Katarina.
[ Katarina kisses Red ]
[ Katarina jabs Red with a needle ] Red: [ GRUNTS ]
[ Red falls ]
[ âĄïžTIRES SCREECHâĄïž ]
[ CAR DOOR CLOSES, VEHICLE DEPARTS ]
[ MONITOR BEEPING ]
Red: I donât.
Dr Busson: Police had a local gang under surveillance when they saw you being pulled from a van.
Red: So they caught them â the people who did this.
Dr Busson: Well, the inspectors intervened, but they got away. Youâd been drugged and beaten within an inch of your life.
Red: Why canât I feel my legs?
Dr Busson: Look, the people who did this to you, they shattered your spine L-two, three, and four. The neurosurgeons performed an emergency surgery â a laminectomy. They removed the shattered bone, fused your spine.
Red: But I canât walk. [ INHALES DEEPLY ]
Dr Busson: Tell me when you feel this.
[ The doctor taps up the side of Redâs leg up to his waist ]
Red: There.
[ WOMAN SPEAKING FRENCH OVER P.A. ]
Red: I canât walk.
Dr Busson: There are tests to perform, work to be done, but time will be the only real judge of what functions you will eventually recover.
Red: Why am in this thing?
Dr Busson: Patients living with the challenges of immobilityâ
Red: So Iâm paralyzed.
Dr Busson: People in your conditionâ
Red: Iâm paralyzed.
Dr Busson: Youâre immobile. And while you are immobile, youâre prone to both pulmonary complications and pressure-related injuries. By moving you up and down, this will help you avoid an embolism and pressure ulcers.
Red: Will I ever walk again?
Dr Busson: Mr. Reddington, youâre lucky to be alive.
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[ Lizâs apartment ]
Aram: Okay, so, I ran background checks on all the applicants.
Liz: Yeah? Who is your top choice? Mrs. Doubtfire, right?
Aram: Would be, if she werenât three months behind on her rent.
Liz: What about âHand That Rocks the Cradleâ?
Aram: Two stints in rehab.
Liz: âThe Mannyâ?
Aram: 17 unpaid parking tickets.
Liz: Wellâ I have more than that.
Aram: One scofflaw in the family is enough.
Liz: [ SIGHING ] Are they all bad?
Agnes: Bad? No. Just, uh, not good enough to be Agnesâ nanny.
Liz: Is it just me, or does it seem like everyone has a skeleton in the closet? [ CLICKS TONGUE ]
Aram: You know, after Samar left, I spent six months drowning my sorrows in kielbasa and Ingmar Bergman movies. Then Ressler insisted I sign on to a dating app. When I refused, he signed up for me. I swear, he is more of a yenta than my own yenta. First three names he swipes right on their background checks â bankruptcy, credit-card fraud, and a restraining order for slashing their ex-boyfriendâs tires. Now we are both eating Polish sausage and playing chess with Death.
Liz: Well, I need to keep looking. Mrs. Williams is helping me out as a favor. I need someone whoâs permanent.
[ CELLPHONE VIBRATING ] [ VIBRATING CONTINUES ] [ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
Liz: This is Keen.
Dembe: Elizabeth. Raymondâs gone.
Liz: Gone where?
Dembe: Taken.
Liz: Tell me what you know.
Dembe: We came to Paris.
Liz: When?
Dembe: Six days ago, for a meeting.
Liz: With who?
Dembe: Someone â I donât know. Someone he trusted.
Liz: How do you know you can trust him if you donât know who he is?
Dembe: Because he insisted on going alone.
Liz: He went without you? Why would he do that?
Dembe: I donât know. Heâs in trouble, Elizabeth. I need your help to get him out of it.
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[ The hospital ]
[ ELEVATOR BELL DINGS ] [ An inspector with the French internal security service DGSI , RenĂ© Oban, gets off the elevator and walks past hospital personnel to Redâs room] [ DISTORTED, INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
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[ MONITOR BEEPING ] [ DOOR SLAMS ]
Red: Whoâs there?
Inspector RenĂ© Oban: [ FRENCH ACCENT ] I was beginning to think that you didnât exist. And yet, voilĂĄÂ here you are. RenĂ© Oban. Chief Inspector, DGSI. Iâve been hunting you for years.
Red: Well, this must be very exciting for you.
Oban: Mm. It was. Like chasing an illusion. Reality is much less interesting. Welcome to yours.
Red: A Frenchman who states the obvious â how unusual. Like a Swiss who argues. Or an Italian who doesnât.
Oban: I have been hunting you and Katarina Rostova.
Red: Fun.
Oban: We know that she is in Paris. And at the risk of stating the obvious, it cannot be a coincidence that you are here, as well.
Red: 202-555-0100.
[ BED WHIRRING ]
Oban: Tell me about Rostova.
Red: Call the number.
Oban: We know about the Townsend Directive. We know that it is a standing order to kill Rostova and that it is very much in play. I want you to tell me who is coming for her and where she is so I can get to her before they do. She has some intel that I want, and obviously I cannot get it from her if sheâs dead.
Red: You said you prefer illusion to reality.
Oban: Mm. More than you can possibly imagine.
Red: I may have seemed like an illusion, but she is one someone you can never find. 202-555-0100.
Oban: I am not interested in talking to your lawyer.
Red: Then you must not be interested in talking to me, because you canât do one without the other.
Oban: Whatâs his name?
Red: Marvin Gerard. Sounds French.
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[ Katarina Rostova sits in the back seat of a small black SUV. Berdy, the driver, sits in front ]
Katarina: Whatâs the status?
Berdy: Reddington is being interrogated as we speak.
Katarina: And Annapolis knows weâre coming?
Berdy: Yes, everything is on schedule.
[ Joubert gets into the back seat with Katarina ] [ VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES ]
Katarina: So. Joubert. Problem?
Joubert: Uh, one of Reddingtonâs men found me.
Katarina: That was to be expected.
Joubert: He shot two of my men!
Katarina: And heâll shoot more unless you tell him where Reddingtonâs being held.
Joubert: No, no, I-I would never do that, ever. I just think that you should know that they are close, and they are getting closer.
Katarina: Thank you, Joubert. [ She touches his face softly ] For your concern and kindness.
[ Berdy swiftly turns around and shoots Joubert in the forehead ] [ SILENCED GUNSHOT (đ„) ]
Katarina: How I wish we lived in a world where kindness wasnât a liability.
Berdy: I have intel on Keen. Should I act on it?
Katarina: Not yet. Iâm hoping we wonât have to. [ SIGHING ] Clean this up and meet me in Annapolis.
Katarina: And, Berdy â
[ Katarina opens the door and gets out ]
Berdy: Yes, boss?
Katarina: Say a kind word over his grave.
[ Door thuds shut. Katarina walks away along a sidewalk ]
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[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: [ On phone ] Yes, the Raymond Reddington. Positively I.D.âd in Paris.
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Liz: [ On phone ] I talked to Morgan. He hasnât heard from him. Can you reach out to Chuck?
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Aram: Okay, so, I reviewed all the CCTV footage from the Paris neighborhoods that Dembe thought Mr. Reddington might have gone to. Nothing. Wherever he went, he didnât want to be seen.
[ Ressler enters ]
Ressler: French police are on line one.
Cooper: Iâm on with French police.
Ressler: The secret police. They called the 0100 number.
Aram: I didnât know we had an 0100 number.
Liz: We donât.
Cooper: Iâll have to call you back.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ] [ TELEPHONE BEEPS ]
Cooper: Harold Cooper.
Inspector Oban: [ On phone ] Yes, this is René Oban with the DGSI calling for Marvin Gerard.
Cooper: Heâs not available right now.
Oban: Mm, well, he will be when you tell him I have Raymond Reddington in custody.
Cooper: Inspector Oban, this is the Assistant Director of the FBI, Harold Cooper. We have arrested Marvin Gerard and have a tap on his lines in the hopes that we might find Raymond Reddington. Apparently, we have.
Aram: [ Whispers ] Is any of this true?
Ressler: [ Whispers ] No, but he doesnât know that.
Cooper: If you have Reddington, we need to meet. If you have him. Iâll need verification. Yes, understood. But since I am in Paris and you are in Washington, uh, might I suggest a meeting at our embassy between you and our attachĂ©?
Cooper: Fine. Make the arrangements.
Oban: Youâre quite lucky, tapping the number Reddington gave me to call.
Cooper: Luck had nothing to do with it.
Oban: Oh, no, I donât suppose it did. Hm. [ CELLPHONE BEEPS, TELEPHONE BEEPS ]
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Ressler: Think he suspects?
Aram: Suspects what? What- What was all that?
Cooper: 0100 is a dedicated line, a way for Reddington to let us know if heâs been arrested.
Ressler: He demands to speak to his lawyer, and we pretend like we just arrested him.
Cooper: This Inspector Oban, I want a full rundown on him.
Aram: Hang on, hang on. Mr. Reddington goes 30 years without getting caught, and now heâs been caught twice within the last year.
Liz: He wasnât caught last year.
Aram: Wasnât caught? He was nearly executed.
Liz: He was arrested, but he wasnât caught.
Cooper: Whatâs the difference?
Liz: I turned him in.
Cooper: You what?!
Aram: Why would you do that?!
Liz: So he couldnât get in the way of me trying to find out his real identity.
Cooper: Whose real identity?!
Ressler: Reddingtonâs.
Aram: Wait. Wh- [ LAUGHING ] What? And you knew about this?
Ressler: Yeah. And I promised Reddington Iâd keep it to myself.
Liz: They deserve to know.
Cooper: Know what?!
Liz: That the real Raymond Reddington died in 1991 and the man you know as Reddington was once a KGB agent named Ilya Koslov.
Cooper: Thatâs impossible. I knew Reddington. I served with him.
Liz: Itâs a long story. And Iâll tell it to you after we get him back.
Aram: Reddington, who you say is dead.
Liz: It doesnât matter who he was. I thought it did, but it doesnât. And once you hear the story, I donât think itâll matter to you. The only thing that matters is that Reddington â our Reddington â is in French custody, and we have to get him back.
Cooper: Ressler, Aram, run a check on this RenĂ© Oban. Keen, circle back to Dembe and press him on who Reddington may have been meeting with. Iâll reach out to Main Justice and explain the situation.
Aram: Which one?
Cooper: The one about getting him back. Once we do that, we can figure out the rest. Or try to.
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[ Security Attaché Patrick Briaux greets Cooper on the steps of the French Embassy ]
Patrick Briaux: Ah, pardon. [ HORN HONKS ] Director Cooper! Patrick Briaux, Homeland Security AttachĂ©. Ici, sâil vous plait. (tr. Here, please)
Cooper: Where we going?
Briaux: To have a private conversation. Surely you know we canât do that in the embassy, since all the listening devices were installed by your government.
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[ A nearby park, on a stone bridge ]
Cooper: I share your desire for caution. Mine concerns RenĂ© Oban. He was with the DGSI until three years ago. After that, thereâs no record of him.
Briaux: Does the FBI have a record of you after six years ago? If they do, I couldnât find it.
Cooper: Fair enough. But before I say anything, I need proof that you have him.
[ Briaux shows Cooper a photo of Red in his immobilized state ]
Briaux: He was picked up near the Seine, badly beaten and unable to walk.
Cooper: We expect your full cooperation in returning him to our custody.
Briaux: Youâre a mystery â an agent who doesnât exist. And yet, when we call Reddingtonâs lawyer, you pick up and demand his return. I wonder â Is that because heâs your fugitive or because you work for him? A friend in high places.
Cooper: Do you have Reddington or not? This photo tells me nothing.
[ Briauxâs CELLPHONE SPEED-DIALING ]
Briaux: I have Cooper. Put him on.
Oban: Nothing will come from this.
Red: [ On phone ] Yes?
Cooper: 30 years ago, Raymond Reddington heard classified testimony in connection with a U.S. intelligence officer killed in Kuwait. What was the soldierâs name?
Red: Daniel Hutton.
Cooper: So it is you.
Red: Were you expecting someone else?
Cooper: I wasnât sure. Now I am. Is it true about your injuries?
Red: It is. But Iâve been paralyzed before. The spine of a blowfish pierced my wet suit off Pitâ
Oban: Satisfied?
Cooper: Not remotely. An extradition request will be made within the hour.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
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Red: Cheer up. Iâm a man of my word. You did as I asked, so Iâll tell you what youâre dying to know.
Oban: About Rostova?
Red: The blowfish. I was stung off Pitcairn Island during a brief assignation I had with a rapturous descendant of Fletcher Christian.
[ Oban walks out before Red is finished speaking ]
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[ Oban talks loudly as he walks down the hospital corridor ]
Oban: [Fr.] No one sees him unless I say so. Including the doctors.
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[ Oban gets into an elevator. The doors close ]
Oban: [ American accent ] Okay, Iâm clear.
[ The side of the elevator opens into a large ad hoc work area, with people scurrying about ]
Abigail: [ Also speaking with American accent ] Jiro wants to know if you want him to intercede with the extradition.
[ She hands him a file ]
Oban: No, tell his people to hold. Is this the updated Cooper file?
Abigail: It is, but Werner says itâs a work in progress. The DOJ files are understandably difficult to access.
[ The work area is open to street. Racks of clothing come into view ]
Oban: Okay. Howâs our patient?
Abigail: Heâs stable. Respiratory rate and O2 saturation are good. Last dose was at 10:00.
Oban: What are the levels?
Abigail: Heâs fine above L2.
Oban: Is our client here?
Abigail: Yes.
[ They walk up to a video screen. It is a from a live cam in Redâs room ]
Oban: Dose him again.
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[ DOOR CREAKS ] [ HORN HONKS IN DISTANCE ] [ A door on the roof of the building opens. Oban descends several steps and walks over to a woman looking out at the city. The woman is Katarina Rostova ]
Oban: Cooper made contact.
Katarina: And?
Oban: Still a mystery. As is whether he has a connection to Reddington. Itâs a work in progress.
[ Katarina opens the file on Cooper ]
Katarina: And Reddington?
Oban: Still thinks heâs in Paris. But if he thinks he can wait for the FBIâs extradition order, heâs gonna be less inclined to talk.
Katarina: Then use that to your advantage.
Oban: How? Weâre up against a clock. We need a plan B. Itâs not gonna take them long to find out whatâs happening here.
Katarina: Yes, well, if youâre any good at your job, this will all be done by the time they do.
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[ Redâs hospital room ] [ DOOR OPENS ]
Nurse Mila LaPorte: Good news. Iâm told youâre going to get into a chair soon.
Red: Right now, Iâm a little less concerned with what I canât feel than by what I can â an insufferable itch on my cheek that Iâm unable to scratch. Would you be so kind, Nikola?
Nikola (Orderly): Tell me where.
Red: Uh, the right cheek. Yeah, thatâs right. A little higher.
[ Nikolaâs cell phone glows through the pocket of his lab coat. Red tries to reach it ]
Red: Oh, no, a little higher than A-Almostâ
[ Oban enters ]
Oban: [ French accent ] I donât know whether to be impressed or disgusted. It appears your American friends, they are more fond of you than I had anticipated. Theyâve asked my government to proceed with extradition proceedings. Now, sadly for you, that will not be considered by the French government unless I sign off. And I will not consider that until after you have told me about Katarina Rostova.
Mila: We need to change his dressing to avoid infection.
Oban: Ah, you see another incentive for you to tell me what I want to know. Sepsis. [ To the others in the room ] Could you give us a moment? Wait outside.
[ They leave. DOOR CLOSES ]
[ Katarina watches the live feed ]
Red: I may not have told you what you want, but I told you all you need. Youâll never find Rostova.
Oban: Ah, yes, yes, yes, because sheâs an illusion. What does that mean?
Red: Sheâs a figment â of the collective imagination.
Oban: I donât believe you. In fact I am thinking that she did this to you.
Red: Did she?
Oban: Why are you protecting her?
Red: Some people in this world are soul mates. Katarina Rostova and I shared one. Betraying her would be like betraying myself.
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[ The Post Office ]
[ Elevator DOOR OPENING ] [ DOOR THUMPS ] [ Dembe gets out ]
Dembe: What have you found?
Ressler: Reddingtonâs in French custody. Cooperâs working on extradition.
Dembe: Then weâll get him back.
Ressler: Well, we hope so, but, uh, his physical conditionâ
Dembe: What about it?
Ressler: Itâs not good.
Dembe: Tell me.
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Aram: Let me get this straight. Raymond Reddington is your father.
Liz: The real one.
Aram: But heâs dead because you shot and killed him.
Liz: When I was 4, yeah.
Aram: And after he dies, your mother, Katarina Rostova, puts you in foster care and escapes from the KGB, FBI, and the Cabal with the help of her oldest friend, Ilya Koslov, who nips and tucks his way into becoming Mr. Reddington in order to access the millions that the real Reddington didnât even know he had, in order to finance her disappearance. Is that it?
Liz: Pretty much.
Aram: Youâre definitely gonna need therapy. And now that youâve told me, so am I.
[ Cooper walks over ]
Cooper: Listen up. I just got off the phone with Panabaker. The French are denying everything.
Aram: But, uh, you went to the embassy and spoke to the attaché.
Ressler: Maybe theyâre gonna wait until they can bleed Reddington of all the intel they can and then hand him over.
Cooper: Whatever their motivation, the French know this is a priority for us, and they will use that to their advantage in negotiating extradition.
Liz: But the attaché, Briaux, you said he was cooperative.
Cooper: He was, which is why Iâm going back to the embassy personally to deliver the extradition paperwork.
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[ Redâs hospital room ]
Red: Ah, Mila, my dear! You are a sight for sore eyes.
Mila: You did not eat a bite.
Red: My God, no. Eating even a swallow of that gruel with all the bread and cheese, chocolate and wine on the other side of these walls? Thatâs more torture than a man can brave.
Mila: Well, at least youâll be able to get out of this bed.
[ Dr Busson enters with an orderly pushing a wheelchair ]
Red: Ah! My chariot arrives.
Dr Busson: Mr. Reddington, letâs get you moving around, shall we?
Red: Iâve been on the run half my life. I suppose now Iâll be on a walk. Or a roll.
[ The orderly lifts Red into the wheelchair ]
Mila: Youâre a very dark man.
Red: Yes, well, walking or rolling, I intend to show my gratitude by sharing with you the finest night of drinking and dining one can possibly imagine.
Dr Busson: Are you comfortable?
Red: Quite.
[ The orderly cuffs Redâs left hand to the arm of the wheelchair with a chained cuff ]
Red: That ought to keep me from running.
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[ The French Embassy ]
Cooper: Harold Cooper, FBI, here to see Patrick Briaux.
Doorman: Yes, sir. Go right ahead.
[ Cooper enter the embassy ]
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[ Redâs hospital room ] [ Red is alone. He wheels his wheelchair so it is directly under the surveillance camera. The cellphone he took earlier is tucked under his right leg. He takes it out. The lock screen on the phone shows a man and boy dressed in the uniforms of a U.S. sports team. The phone requires a passcode. Red *clicks* his tongue ]
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[ French Embassy ]
Receptionist: Monsieur Briaux. Harold Cooper to see you, sir.
Briaux (the real one): Mr. Cooper. What can I do for you?
Cooper: Patrick Briaux?
Briaux: Yes. Something wrong?
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[ CELLPHONE RINGS, BEEPS ]
Liz: Keen.
Cooper: [ On phone ] Elizabeth, itâs me.
Liz: Did you talk to Briaux?
Cooper: Yes, Iâm- Iâm with him right now. We have a situation.
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[ SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS ] [ Red continues to take in his surroundings. The building outside may be familiar to him. It looks like a government or embassy building ]
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[ The Post Office ]
Ressler: I got something. Take a look at this. So, these are the surveillance feeds from inside the embassy, which show Briaux waiting in line to request a visa application. But once he gets it, he leaves. Never filled it out.
Liz: He was just lingering outside, chatting up the guards, waiting for you to arrive.
Aram: Iâll issue a BOLO, circulating the image with MPD and surrounding jurisdictions.
Cooper: The real Briaux insists that Reddington is not in French custody and regrets the misunderstanding.
Liz: Well, if Reddington isnât being held by the French police, who is holding him?
Ressler: Maybe the person he met with. You have no idea who that was?
Dembe: I only know it was someone Raymond felt safe with. And Raymond never feels safe with anyone.
Liz: Whoever it was mustâve known we were in the dark and reached out anyway, had Briaux come to meet you. Why? What were they hoping to gain?
Cooper: Maybe confirmation that heâs our informant. He has a lot of enemies. Now one of them may suspect heâs working with us, and if thatâs the truth, we may have just signed Reddingtonâs death warrant. Briaux, or whatever the hell his name actually is, heâs our only lead. Letâs find him.
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[ Redâs hospital room ] [ Sunlight is streaming into Redâs room ]
[ Le Petit Orchestre De Cafe Parisâ â« âLa Danse de Nuitâ plays ]
[ Red adjusts the reflective flat surface of the radio to capture the sunlight and direct it at the surveillance camera, blinding it ]
âȘ Sous les etoiles on danse avec la lumiere de la lune
Nous deux ensemble somme aussi leger comme une plume
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[ Surveillance site ]
[ MOUSE CLICKING RAPIDLY, THUMPING ]
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âȘ Quelle joli soir et tout le monde a but un verre ou deux
Tech: What the?
[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
Tech: Liam. Hey, the hellâs this? Somethingâs wrong with the picture. Do me a favor. Get Colton.
Liam: Iâm on it.
âȘ Et chaque fois que tu me prends dans tes bras
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[ Nurse Mila LaFonte enters Redâs room ]
Mila: Good evening, Mr. Reddington. Time to change your dressing.
Red: Yes, Mila, please, do come in.
âȘ Câest magique danser dans la nuit!
Red: Let me ask you something. Do I frighten you, Mila, with all the police and the guards, the handcuffs?
Mila: No. To me, you seem like, uh- I donât know the word. [ SIGHS ] You seem like a nice man.
[ MUSIC ENDS ]
Red: Iâm glad.
[ A new song begins ]
[ Francoise Hardyâs â« âTu Peu Bienâ plays ]
Red: Ah! Would you mind turning up the music? I love this song.
âȘ Tu peux bien te perdre
Et tu peux, demain
[ VOLUME INCREASES ]
Red: Mila, please, just a little more.
âȘ Sans rien me dire, disparaĂźtre, je sais bien
Red: I remember hearing this wafting across the courtyard and through the window of my apartment on Rue Jacob.
Mila: It could have been my mother. She loved this record.
[ Mila comes near Red with the syringe for his Injection. Suddenly, he grabs her, wrests the syringe from her and holds the needle to her neck ]
Mila: [ GRUNTS ]
[ OBJECTS CLATTER ]
Mila: [ GRUNTS ] Aah! Ohh!
Red: Unless you want whatever is in here, I suggest you be still.
Mila: [ PANTING ] [ AMERICAN ACCENT ] Please. No.
Red: Who are you working for?
Mila: A-A woman. I donât know her name.
Red: Katarina?
Mila: Maybe. Sheâs Russian.
Red: And the beating?
Mila: Donât, please. Iâm begging you â
Red: Tell me about the beating.
Mila: It was a story.
Red: Like Inspector Oban and the doctor.
Mila: Theyâll be here any moment.
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[ The surveillance control site ][ MUSIC CONTINUES ]
[ The lead tech Colton arrives ]
Tech: I canât hear anything with the music, and Iâve got no video.
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Red: There was no surgery.
Mila: No.
Red: And weâre not in Paris.
Mila: No.
Red: Then why the chair? Why canât I feel my legs? Answer me.
Mila: [ GASPS ] The surgical drain in your back, i-itâs not to collect fluids. Itâs an epidural. When we change your dressing, weâre pushing sensory and motor blockades [ INHALES DEEPLY ] tetracaine and bupivacaine.
Red: And what happens if I donât get the scheduled dose?
Mila: If you donât, then â you walk.
[ Mila tries to get away. The syringe goes flying. Mila runs, Red grabs her by the lab coat, is pulled off the wheelchair, which collapses, still connected to Redâs wrist ]
âȘ je rĂȘve de me perdre
si câest me perdre avec toi, toi
[ Mila gets to cabinet, opens it, with Red hanging on. He grabs her leg, pulling her down ]
[ GRUNTING ] Aah! [ BOTH GRUNTING ]
âȘ et je cours Ă ma perte
si tu nâas rien dâautre pour moi, que çĂ
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[ The surveillance center ]
Colton: Signal looks fine. It might be the camera, some internal glitch.
[ Katarina comes over ]
Katarina: Whateverâs happening, itâs no accident. Get in there.
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[ Redâs room ] [ Red continues to wrestle on the floor with Mila, who got a gun from the cabinet ]
[ OBJECTS CLATTERING ]
âȘ plus tu gagnes et plus je perds Ă tâaimer
[ The fight now is for the gun ]
[ BOTH GRUNTING ]
âȘ oĂč lassĂ©e de tout perdre
je saurais partir loin de toi, toi
et par peur de me perdre
[ BOTH GRUNTING ] [ Red gets the gun and points it at her ]
Red: You make a sound, Iâll kill you.
âȘ tu croiras que tu veux de moi
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[ Two men walk down the corridor to Redâs room. When they enter, all seems normal. Red is again seated in his wheelchair while Mila works busily in the corner ]
[ MUSIC STOPS ] [ SPEAKING FRENCH ]
Orderly: [Fr.] Whatâs going on?
Mila: [Fr.] Finished changing his dressing. Just trying to make him comfortable. Do you need something?
Orderly: [Fr.] Theyâre requesting you in 305 for a discharge.
Mila: [Fr.] Can you ask Celeste? Iâm going to be a few minutes.
[ An orderly adjusts the radio to no longer throw light blinding out the video feed ]
Red: [ Politely ) Iâm sorry. Uh, my French is really only good enough for restaurants and little old ladies. Do you speak English?
Orderly: [ FRENCH ACCENT ] Some, yes.
Red: Ah. Lovely. In that case, may I ask a favor?
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[ Katarina and Oban are watching the surveillance feed ]
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Red: I-Inspector Oban the one with the crooked little grin would you please tell him Iâd like to speak with him? Thereâs an important matter Iâd like to discuss.
[ The orderly nods and leaves. DOOR CLOSES ]
[ The gun is tucked under Redâs leg ]
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[ The Post Office, Cooperâs office ]
Cooper: She killed her father. I canât imagine the burden that carries.
Aram: If we tell Justice who Mr. Reddington really is, will they shut us down?
Cooper: Rather than stay in business with a KGB agent? I would.
[ Ressler enters ]
Ressler: MPD just found Briauxâs visa application in the trash outside the embassy. They lifted a print.
Cooper: Tell me we have an I.D.
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[ Reading from screen ]
Liz: Briauxâs real name is Michael Hansen. Lives off Vermont and North Crescent. High-end grifter who stings anyone from Vegas big shots to tech VCs.
Cooper: And gullible FBI agents.
Ressler: Well, heâs one of the best, which means that whoever has Reddington is even better.
Aram: As soon as we pull a warrant, we can get Hansen to tell us who that is.
Dembe: How long will that take?
Cooper: An hour, maybe less.
Dembe: Definitely less.
[ Dembe walks away ]
Aram: Iâm guessing heâs not waiting for a warrant.
Liz: No, he isnât. Neither am I.
[ Liz begins to follow Dembe, but Cooper grabs her arm ]
Cooper: I understand crossing lines for your father, but now who are you crossing the line for?
Liz: [ Jauntily ] A man Iâve grown to like.
[ Liz walks away ]
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[ DOOR THUDS OPEN ]
Liz: FBI!
[ Michael Hansen (aka âBriauxâ) runs to a dresser and tries to get a gun out of the bottom drawer, but Dembe kicks the drawer shut, crushing Hansenâs hands ]
Hansen: [ GROANS ]
Liz: Whereâs Reddington?!
Hansen: I donât know! [ GROANS ] Aah!
[ BONES CRUNCH ]
Liz: Then youâre gonna tell us who does.
Hansen: [ GROANS ]
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[ Michael Hansenâs living room. His bloody hand is wrapped in a towel ]
Liz: Louis T. Steinhil?
Hansen: Thatâs what they call him.
Liz: That nameâs what, an alias?
Hansen: Itâs an anagram. The letters spell âThe Illusionist.â [ GROANS ]
Liz: How does he operate?
Hansen: I get a call, a character to create, a script to follow, and a boatload of money.
Dembe: And you do what he says, no questions asked?
Hansen: In my world, everyone wants to work with Steinhil. The man has an incredible reputation.
Liz: Tell us about it, this reputation.
Hansen: [ SCOFFS ] The thieves who set fire to the Vasa Museum and took three Dutch masters? They werenât thieves, and they didnât steal the paintings. They worked for Steinhil, who posed as a fireman, cleared the building, and took the masterpieces himself. Iâm telling you, The Illusionist is everywhere and nowhere â a fireman, a casino boss.
Liz: A French cop.
Hansen: Sure, if the illusion calls for it, yeah. Listen, it was just a job. I donât know who he is or what heâs done with Reddington.
Liz: You said he pays well.
Hansen: [ EXHALES SHARPLY ] Very.
Liz: How? Cash? Wire transfer?
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[ Louis T Steinhil (aka âInspector RenĂ© Obanâ) enters Redâs hospital room with a âpolice officerâ ]
Steinhil/Oban: [ FRENCH ACCENT ] You asked to see me.
Red: Yes, I did. Thereâs something you should know. Itâs an urgent but [ SIGHS ] private matter.
Steinhil: Mm. [ SPEAKING FRENCH, to âofficerâ ] Please. Leave us. Clear the hall.
[ Only Red, Steinhil and Mila remain in the room ] [ Mila closes the door and rolls a medical cart in front of it. She begins to prepare an injection ]
[ Red takes out the gun and points it at Steinhil ] [ Mila turns off the live feed ]
Red: Please. Take off your coat. Have a seat.
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[ The surveillance control room ]
Tech: Somethingâs wrong. Tell Colton we got an emergency. We lost the feed again.
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Red: Oh! Ha-ha! The keys.
[ Steinhil/Oban takes out his keys ] [ KEYS JINGLE ] [ Mila unlocks Redâs chained hand cuff ]
Red: I asked you here, Inspector Oban, or whoever you are, to tell you how much I admire your plan. And I do or I did. The paralytic agent â that was your pitfall. The medications wear off when not administered every four hours. Iâm overdue for my next dose, so â
[ CHAIR CREAKING ] [ Red stands up, slowly ] [ GRUNTS ]
Red: The next time you want to convince me Iâve broken my spine, you damn well better break my spine.
[ Mila prepares to inject Steinhil ]
Steinhil: Hey, put that down. Donât touch me.
Red: Itâs either a bullet in the head or a needle in the arm. Iâd take the needle.
Steinhil: What is it?
Red: Ketamine. The same tonic used to knock me out on the street. For a man your height and weight, 150 milligrams should do the trick and give you the most wonderful dreams. Or it might kill you. Iâm pretty sure itâs the dreams. But Iâm no doctor, and youâre no cop. Either way, I suppose pharma-karmaâs a bitch.
[ Mila injects Steinhil ]
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[ Police enter Redâs room, but heâs gone ]
Mila: He has a gun.
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[ Gun in hand, Red tries to make his way out of the building, dodging police and hospital personnel ~ whether they are real or part of the âIllusionâ is unclear ]
[ BREATHING HEAVILY ] [ SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS ] [ đšALARM BLARINGđš ] [ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
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[ Lizâs office. Cooper appears at the door ]
Cooper: Where are we?
Liz: Hansen couldnât lead us to The Illusionist, but thereâs a chance his money can. Aramâs tracing it now, and Iâm hunting for childcare. Turns out Steinhil isnât the only one who isnât who he appears to be.
Cooper: Iâm beginning to think no one is.
Liz: Iâm sorry I didnât tell you before.
Cooper: Why didnât you?
[ KNOCK ON DOOR ]
Aram: Hey. So, um, I was able to trace the payment Hansen received to an account in Paris. Now, the accountâs in the name of a shell corporation, so the I.D. trail is a dead end, but and I am 74% confident there is something to this I found several other payments out of the Paris account, one of which was used to rent a small warehouse in Annapolis.
Cooper: So?
Aram: So, three other payments were made to rent medical equipment that, according to the rental company, were sent to that same warehouse.
Liz: You think thatâs where theyâre holding Reddington.
Aram: I know we think heâs in Paris, but maybe thatâs just another illusion.
Cooper: Get Ressler. Tell him we may have located Reddington.
Aram: Got it.
[ Aram leaves ]
Liz: I do have an answer to your question, by the way.
Cooper: When this is over, I look forward to hearing it.
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[ SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS ]
[ Red has evaded his suitors and finds an exit to a back street ]
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[ The FBI parking ramp ]
Liz: [ On phone ] Aram, text me that address and notify the FBI in Annapolis.
Aram: What about local authorities?
Liz: Not yet. I donât want to scramble units that might expose Reddington until we know what weâre dealing with.
[ Liz gets in a vehicle with Ressler ]
Aram: Understood. Address is on its way.
[ TIRES SQUEAL ] [ TIRES SCREECH ]
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[ Red tries to walk away on the back street but a black van appears. He turns around, but other vehicles block him ]
â Stop! Stop!
â Donât move!
[ TIRES SCREECHING ]
[ A đ„đ„đ„ gunfight đ„đ„đ„ rages đ„đ„đ„ until Red is out of ammunition ] [ GUN CLICKS ]
â Drop the gun!
â Turn around!
â Hands on the wall!
[ Red obeys ] [ Katarina Rostova walks up ]
Katarina: Good to see you again, Raymond. Get him in the van.
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[ Liz and Ressler arrive at what was Redâs hospital room ]
[ SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS ] [ THUMP ECHOES ]
Liz: Weâre too late.
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[ A large bleak room ]
Katarina: What happened?
Berdy: Nurse says he got to one of the contingency weapons.
Katarina: Our exposure?
[ Berdy produces the cell phone Red was carrying ]
Berdy: Well, we found it on him. Doesnât look like any calls went out, but weâre taking precautions.
Katarina: What about the Elizabeth Keen intel? Is it solid?
Berdy: 100%.
Katarina: Give it to the Movers, just in case.
[ Red is rolled in on a gurney. He is trying to lift his head ]
â Heâs coming to!
Katarina: Dose him again. The nurse, the one who let this happen. Bring her to me.
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[ Interrogation room ]
Liz: We know you all worked for Steinhil.
Aram: What we want to know is who he worked for.
Ressler: The employer. We want a name.
Liz: We know the hospital is fake.
Aram: We assume the injuries were, too.
Hansen: So?
Liz: So Reddington isnât paralyzed.
Hansen: Heâs been on the run 30 years.
Abigail: If we could make him think he couldnât run anymoreâ
âDr Bussonâ: She thought heâd talk.
Ressler: She?
Hansen: I donât have a name.
Aram: A description, then.
Abigail: Nobody knows who she is.
Liz: But you know what she wanted Reddington to talk about?
Hansen: Yes.
Ressler: Which was what?
âDr Bussonâ: Not what. Who.
Abigail: Some woman.
Liz: Do you know her name?
Hansen: I know sheâs dangerous.
âDr Bussonâ: A Russian.
Abigail: A Russian.
Hansen: Russian.
Liz: [ Whispers ] Katarina Rostova.
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[ Michael Kiwanukaâs â« âSolid Groundâ plays ]
[ Liz sits at the bottom of the yellow metal staircase at The Post Office, holding the photo of herself as a child with her mother, Katarina Rostova, on a swing. In the photo, her motherâs face is obscured by sunlight. Cooper walks over ]
Liz: This is who my mother is to me â an aura that surrounds me. For better or for worse, I donât know.
âȘ How does it feel when itâs quiet and calm?
Liz: Theyâre in there asking them about her.
âȘ And will I be denied?
Liz: Whoever took him, itâs because of her.
âȘ How will it feel when itâs time to move on?
Cooper: Heâll be okay.
Liz: You donât know that.
âȘ Mother says kneel and pray
Cooper: Apparently, Reddington died 30 years ago. He rose from the grave once. Iâm pretty sure he will again.
âȘ When it gets hard, I will roll those sleeves
Life can be so unkind
Liz: I didnât tell you because youâre honest. Youâd want to report Reddingtonâs misrepresentation to Main Justice. And I donât think you should.
âȘ I will be found on the edge of the world
Cooper: What makes you say that?
âȘ Where there will be no one around
Liz: Because heâs not my father.
Cooper: I donât understand.
âȘ Oh, solid ground
Liz: When I thought he was my father, I hated him for abandoning me.
âȘ Solid ground
Liz: I thought he shirked responsibility. But now I know he takes it on even when he doesnât have to.
âȘ Solid ground
Liz: I was nobody to him. The illegitimate daughter of a childhood friend.
âȘ Solid ground
Liz: And he devoted half his life to me. Do you know anyone else who does that?
âȘ How does it feel to be on your own?
Liz: Because I donât.
âȘ No one to understand
I know Iâm here and I donât belong
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[ In a dark cavernous room, Red is trussed on a framework, his arms outstretched, his head dropping ]
[ Berdy and Steinhil stand in the shadows ]
Berdy: Feeling okay?
Steinhil: Iâll be fine.
âȘ Iâm on my knees today
[ âĄïžELECTRICITYâĄïžCRACKLINGâĄïž ]
âȘ When it gets dark, I will know no fear
[ Katarina Rostova walks up to Red ]
Katarina: I donât like this, Raymond.
âȘ Life can be so unkind
Katarina: The whole ordeal pains me. Surely you understand that.
[ Mila rolls a medical cart over next to Red ] [ WHEELS ROLLING ]
âȘ Hanging around on the edge of the world
Katarina: I went to great lengths to pretend to hurt you.
âȘ Finally no one around
Katarina: Weâre past that now, Raymond. Oh â This is very real.
âȘ Would you help me? I donât understand
Katarina: I can assure you that, before weâre finished â
âȘ Is it over?
Katarina: â Youâre going to tell me everything I want to know.
âȘ Am I losing solid ground?
Katarina: Miss? Shall we begin?
[ Mila begins an IV from Redâs neck ]
âȘ Solid ground Solid ground Solid ground
Solid ground Solid ground Solid ground
[ Blood flows down the clear plastic tubing and pools in a vinyl collection bag ]
âȘ Solid ground Solid ground Solid ground
Solid ground Solid ground Solid ground
Solid ground Solid ground Solid ground
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Episode Songs
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â« La Danse de Nuit
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Lyrics and Credits: [ Unavailable ]
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â« Tu Peu Bien
By Francoise HardyâȘ tu peux bien te perdre
et tu peux, demain
sans rien me dire, disparaĂźtre, je sais bien
que tu peux nous perdre
toi qui ne veux pas
que sur ton chemin, on sâarrĂȘte mais tu voisâȘ je rĂȘve de me perdre
si câest me perdre avec toi, toi
et je cours Ă ma perte
si tu nâas rien dâautre pour moi, que çĂâȘ tu peux tout faire
pour nous séparer
plus tu gagnes et plus je perds Ă tâaimer
moi je veux, peut-ĂȘtre, ce que je nâai pas
je te laisserais peut-ĂȘtre, ce jour lĂâȘ oĂč lassĂ©e de tout perdre
je saurais partir loin de toi, toi
et par peur de me perdre
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YouTube: https://youtu.be/qvCkn14P6os
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â« Solid Ground
By Michael KiwanukaâȘ (Not yet released as of 10/5/2019)
Lyrics and Credits: [ Unavailable ]
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Program air date: 10/11/2019 in the US
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Directed by: Cort Hessler
Written by: Lukas Reiter
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Brief (Where weâre at): Katarina Rostova has captured Red. First she tried to extract information from him by having The Illusionist, Louis T Steinhil (Blacklister #27) make him think he was in a hospital in Paris, paralyzed after being beaten by a gang in Paris. But Red still remembered glimpses of being kissed and then stabbed with an injection by Katarina. He gives the French inspector a phone number to his lawyer, Marvin Gerard, but the call goes to Cooper instead. Cooper tries to arrange extradition, but the French authorities are part of the illusion, as the Task Force is able to determine by IDâing an imposter attachĂ© and tracing his contacts.
After extracting the truth of his situation from a nurse, Red manages to escape from the âhospital,â only to be re-captured by Katarina, who is determined to extract from him âeverything I want to know.â She starts by having a nurse begin draining Redâs blood from an IV in his neck.
Meanwhile, Liz has confided to Cooper and Aram what she had previously only shared with Ressler, that Red is not her father, the real Raymond Reddington, but rather a former childhood friend of Katarinaâs, Ilya Koslov, who like her had become a KGB agent and later was entangled with the Cabal. This raises issues regarding whether the Task Force can go on protecting Red:
Cooper: I understand crossing lines for your father, but now who are you crossing the line for?
Liz: [ Jauntily, walking off ] A man Iâve grown to like.
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[ Katarina Rostova has Red captive in a darkened warehouse, his arms outstretched and a vinyl tube draining blood from his neck. She is assisted by a nurse named Mila Laporte ]
Katarina: 6,000 milliliters. Thatâs how much blood an adult male of your size has in his body. Itâs a little more than a gallon of milk.
Mila LaPorte: 76 over 54.
Katarina: They say a man can lose up to 40% of his blood, but not much more. Youâve lost 20%. Thatâs why youâre feeling the palpitations. Your heart canât fill with blood before it contracts. Itâs the beginning stage of what doctors refer to as exsanguination. Raymond, please, I donât want to hurt you. This isnât easy for me.
Red: Sorry youâre having a hard time.
Katarina: You can help me.
Red: Iâve always helped you.
Katarina: No. You pretended to help me. You were never on my side.
Red: I came to Paris to warn you.
Katarina: You came to Paris to control me, to keep feeding me your narrative. But Iâm done hiding. I wonât do it anymore. I canât. Not with Elizabeth asking questions and telling ghost stories.
Red: Nobody knows youâre alive.
Katarina: Theyâre asking the questions. Thatâs enough.
Red: I never betrayed you.
Katarina: The Townsend Directive is my death sentence. Even with your help, I canât outrun them. Thereâs only one way to survive. I have to give them what they want. Tell me how.
Red: I have nothing to tell you.
Katarina: [ Quietly ] Weâll see. If you think those secrets of yours are worth dying for? ~ Prove it.
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[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: What do we know?
Liz: We questioned everyone who worked the con.
Ressler: Steinhil used doctors, nurses, ex-cops, intel agents. Smart group.
Aram: But not as smart as Steinhil, who kept everything need-to-know. None of them know the name of the woman who hired him to con Mr. Reddington.
Liz: Just why she did it to ask what he knows about my mother.
Cooper: Iâm less interested in the why than in the where. If Steinhil employed all these people to create the illusion that Reddington was in a French hospital, where the hell was he when we got there?
Ressler: Apparently, he escaped. Or tried to. He got less than a block. But the hospital gag was blown, so they moved him somewhere else, but we donât know where.
Cooper: Letâs start at the beginning. Paris.
Aram: Mr. Reddington went to meet with someone he felt safe enough with that he didnât bring Dembe.
Ressler: Or he went alone to keep a secret.
Aram: From Dembe? That must be some secret.
Cooper: What else? He was abducted in Paris, then flown to Annapolis. Why?
Ressler: Could be thereâs something there that they needed Reddingtonâs help to find.
Liz: Something or someone. Katarina Rostova.
Cooper: I thought your mother was dead.
Liz: Maybe thatâs what she wanted us to think.
Cooper: Even you?
Liz: Apparently, sheâs not the maternal type.
Cooper: So far, Iâm hearing a lot of maybeâs and could beâs, a lot of theory, almost no fact.
Ressler: Hereâs a fact â creating a French hospital in Annapolis takes planning. All the doctors, nurses, police, they all were sent to the same location to get fitted for their wardrobe.
Cooper: You have a location?
Ressler: Textile warehouse in Anne Arundel County.
Cooper: Get there. If they couldnât con Reddington into telling them what they wanted to know, theyâre probably trying to beat it out of him.
[ Ressler leaves and Aram steps away ]
Cooper: Agent Keen?
Liz: I brought Agnes home thinking my mother wasnât a threat. Now Iâm not sure.
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[ The warehouse. Some distance from Red, Katarina talks with Louis T Steinfil (the name is an anagram for âThe Illusionistâ). He creates illusions â convincing alternate realities â using actors, disguises and crafted environments, including the âFrench hospitalâ in which Red was convinced that he was paralyzed â a trick pulled off by anesthetizing him. Red detected the ruse and threatened nurse Lila first with a syringe and then a gun that he wrested from her to get a confession from her. He attempted to escape but the attempt was foiled and he was recaptured ]
Katarina: Heâs a tough old bird.
Louis T Steinfil: Heâll give you what you want.
Katarina: I donât want this.
Steinfil: Itâs the best of a bad situation.
Katarina: I wouldnât be in this situation if youâd done your job.
Steinfil: I told you I needed three months to create the illusion you were looking for. You gave me three days.
Katarina:The FBI, have they released anyone?
Steinfil: I spoke with Abigail.
Katarina: How much do they know?
Steinfil: About me? Very little. About you? Absolutely nothing.
Katarina: I never planned on killing him.
Steinfil: Heâd find you if you didnât. Itâs better this way.
Katarina: Better. To kill a man.
Steinfil: This man. Once youâve bled him for what you need.
Katarina: The nurse was with him when he escaped.
Steinfil: I trust her.
Katarina: Then the only question left is, should I trust you?
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[ Red is alone with the nurse, Mila LaPorte ]
Red: How long do I have?
Mila: Half an hour.
Red: [ GRUNTS ]
Mila: Maybe less.
Red: Iâve met my share of killers. I know who has the capacity to take a human life. I know the
[ GRUNTS ] the look in their eyes. You donât have it.
Mila: It wasnât my decision.
Red: But it is. If you help her â if you do nothing to stop her, youâre responsible.
Mila: You almost escaped.
[ FOOTSTEPS approach ]
Mila: [ Whispers ] She blames me for that.
Red: Shh.
Mila: I canât take the risk. Iâm sorry.
[ Katarina walks over ]
Katarina: Iâm afraid hypoxia has set in. The drip, drip of your blood taking with it the oxygen your organs so desperately need. Iâm told hypoxia can be quite uncomfortable.
[ She places her hand on his chest ]
Katarina: I know a little something about pain.
Red: Belgrade.
Katarina: Everything I cared about died that day.
Red: I didnât want that.
Katarina: Iâd made a life for myself, a family. You blew all that up.
Red: I didnât know.
Katarina: Dom promised me no one would get hurt. Said he loved his child and just wanted her to be safe. Do I seem safe to you? Hunted, chased into the shadows!
Red: I- [ GASPS WEAKLY ] I canât give you what you want.
Katarina: [ VOICE BREAKING ] What I want â is my family back. No one can give me that back. Least of all you. You canât give me what I want. But you can give me what I need. You want me to believe you had nothing to do with Belgrade.
Red: I didnât.
Katarina: That you care about me.
Red: Yes.
Katarina: Then prove it. Whoâs coming for me? How many? And most importantly, the truth.
Red: I canât.
Katarina: [ Yelling ] What is it?! [ ~ CRYING ~ ] Very well. Dom then. Thatâs right. I found him. I know itâs cruel to go after the old man, but you leave me no choice. Something tells me he wonât hold up nearly as well.
Red: Leave him alone.
Katarina: Gladly. If you give me what I need.
Red: â
Katarina: Goodbye, Raymond.
[ Katarina turns and leaves ]
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[ Mila and Red have been left alone. Red wakes up from his stupor. Mila is busily working around him ]
Red: [ GROANS ]
Mila: Shh. Be quiet.
Red: [ SLURRING ] What are you doing?
Mila: Shh!
[ Mila disconnects Red from the rack and helps him into a wheelchair. She gathers supplies, including some of the plastic flasks of Redâs blood and stuffs them into a satchel. Then she pushes the wheelchair through the dark building ]
[ DISTANT CLANK ] [ Mila ducks with Red behind a pillar as someone walks by ]
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[ Mila pushes the wheelchair up to a car ]
Mila: I canât do this alone. I need you to get in the car.
[ She helps Red into the back seat of a white automobile ]
[ A guard appears ]
Guard: Hey, stop! I said stop!
[ Mila pulls out a gun. So does the guard ]
Mila: Donât. Please. Please. I donât want to hurt you.
[ Mila shootsđ„first. The guard falls ]
Red: [ BREATHING HEAVILY ]
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[ Ressler and Liz enter an extravagant costume store. They show their badges ]
Ressler: Excuse me. Agents Ressler and Keen FBI.
[ The Receptionist turns around. Her face appears as though someone has slashed it. She smiles ]
Receptionist: How can I help you?
Liz: We, umâ That is, are you okay?
Receptionist: Oh, this? No, no, no. Itâs just- Itâs- Itâs-
[ She picks at the side of the âscarâ to show itâs fake ]
Receptionist: The Kennedy Centerâs doing Phantom. Weâre doing the effects.
Ressler: We thought you were a wardrobe house.
Receptionist: Wardrobe, effects whatever a production needs.
Liz: Weâre here to see Margaret Teague.
Receptionist: Iâll let her know youâre here.
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[ Liz and Ressler walk through the store ]
Liz: Illusions. Cons. People pretending to be something theyâre not.
Ressler: Just like Reddington.
Liz: Or my mother.
Ressler: Look, Keen, you did the right thing by bringing Agnes home.
Liz: But if she isnât who I thought she was, if sheâs a threatâ
Ressler: Then weâll deal with it.
Liz: We?
Ressler: Donât think Cooper, Aram, and I havenât talked about this. Youâve put your life on hold long enough. Itâs past time you start living it, and Iâ
ââ
Margaret Teague: Iâm Margaret Teague.
Liz: Agents Keen and Ressler. Weâre looking for Louis Steinhil.
Teague: Iâm not familiar with that name.
Ressler: Heâs a con man, sets up elaborate illusionsâ
Teague: If you think I had anything to do withâ
Ressler: âthe last one being a French hospital in an Annapolis warehouse. See, their doctors, nurses, and cops who worked that con, you outfitted them.
Teague: Iâm a supplier. What people do with my supplies, Iâm sure I donât know.
Liz: I donât care if you know or not. Iâm looking for someone I care about, and in order to find that person, I got to find Steinhil. So lets cut to the chase. What you provide, does he pick up, or do you deliver?
Teague: Iâve never met the man.
Ressler: So you deliver.
Teague: Yes.
Liz: To where?
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[ The white car with Red and Mila drives along a road in the country ]
Mila: Oh, my God. I just shot that guard. I didnât know what else to do.
Red: [ WEAKLY ] I need your phone.
Mila: If he diesâ [ HYPERVENTILATING ]
Red: Mila. Mila, your phone.
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[ Dembeâs CELLPHONE RINGING ]
Dembe: Raymond. Youâre alive.
Red: Barely.
Dembe: I thoughtâ Itâs been a week. I was going to enact The Protocol. Where are you?
Red: You have to get to Dom. Sheâs going after him. He doesnât know heâs in danger.
Dembe: She?
Red: Bring the cooler. I need platelets, frozen plasma â eight units.
Dembe: Raymond, you sound bad.
Red: Come alone.
Dembe: If you wonât make it to Domâs, you need to get to a hospital.
Red: If I donât make it, you you know what to do.
Dembe: Raymond. Be safe. Iâll be there.
[ Phone beeps ]
Mila: Whoâs Dom?
Red: [ GASPS ] You need to get us to the highway.
Mila: You need a doctor.
Red: No, no, no, no doctors. Just the highway.
Mila: You are not okay, all right? Youâre not gonna make it. Youâre sick. If you donât make it to a hospital
Red: [ GROANS ]
[ Red passes out ]
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[ Mila pulls off the road alongside a delapidated farm building. She gets out the satchel and sets up a makeshift transfusion. Red moans and stirs ]
Red [ Mumbling ] What are you doing?
Mila: Give me your arm.
Red: We need to get to Dom.
Mila: Listen to me. If we donât do this right now, youâre gonna be dead before we get to wherever you think weâre going to. I didnât save you to watch you die in my car.
Red: [ GROANS ] If we donât keep moving, theyâll find us.
Mila: They already have. Hold still.
Red: W-What?
Mila: Donât move.
Red: What do you mean they already have?
Mila: You have to trust me.
[ Mila takes out a scalpel and expertly removes the tracking chip from Redâs neck ]
Red: Why did you help me?
Mila: Like you said, Iâm not a killer. And I have terrible judgement when it comes to men.
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[ TIRES SCREECH ] [ The white car arrives at Domâs place in the country ]
[ Mila goes to the door and knocks. She breaks the glass pane ] [ GLASS SHATTERS ] [ Mila reaches through the broken pane for the door handle and opens the door ]
Mila: Hello? Anyone here?
[ GUN COCKS ] [ The barrel of a shotgun appears ]
Dom: Morning. Youâd better have a damn good excuse, darling.
Mila: Are you Dom?
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[ Outside, Dom and Mila are by the car ]
Dom: [ SPEAKING RUSSIAN, muttering ] Lord in Heaven.
[ Red, inside the car, is motionless ]
Dom: Is he dead?
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[ Inside Domâs house, Dembe has arrived. Red is receiving plasma and looks better ]
Dom: Tell me what she said. Not your interpretation, her exact words.
Red: Iâm not interpreting anything. Sheâs coming for you, and she made it very clear sheâs closing in.
Dom: Nonsense. Iâm off the grid.
Dembe: Elizabeth found you.
Dom: You mind your own business.
Red: Thereâs no reason to risk it, Dom. This is your house. I know it wonât be easy to go, but thereâs nothing heroic about dying when you donât have to. This isnât âRio Bravo.â
Dom: For your information, going out with a fight, standing your your ground, dying on your own terms, that sounds pretty good to a man 81.
Red: 81. Are you 81?
Dom: Secondly, nothing about this situation resembles the plot of âRio Bravo.â
Red: She knows you tried to kill her, Dom. She wants answers, but she also wants revenge. You set her up, betrayed herâ
[ Mila has opened a notebook with a childâs writing inside: âKatarinaâ ]
Mila: Whose is this?
Dom: My daughterâs.
Mila: Katarina. Thatâs your daughter? Katarina Rostova?
Dom: Put it away, please.
Mila: Your own daughter wants to kill you because you betrayed her?
Red: Itâs complicated.
Dom: I never betrayed Katarina. She betrayed me!
Red: Oh, come on. Enough.
Dom: Not just me. Our country, our our values, our entire way of life.
Red: The truth is, Mila, youâve stumbled headlong into a family squabble. And the Rostov family can be rather eccentric.
Dom: She broke my heart. Made choices I couldnât understand. What was my response?
Red: [ CHUCKLING ] Wait, what did Tolstoy say about unhappy families?
Dom: Despite all my anger, my frustration, I did what I thought was necessaryâ
Red: âHappy families are all alike, but every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.â
Dom: Did I make mistakes? Yes. Do I deserve to die for them? Eh, maybe. If I die, at least I will go to my grave knowing that I did what I did to protect my own.
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Steinhil: We found him.
Katarina: Where?
Steinhil: A farmhouse a few hours north.
Katarina: So I was right to trust you.
Steinhil: Will he give you what you want?
Katarina: No. Just what I need. Iâll talk to my halawadar. The balance due will be paid by this time tomorrow.
Steinhil: He means a great deal to you.
Katarina: He did. Once.
Steinhil: If the situation were reversed, would he show you mercy?
Katarina: [ SCOFFS ] No.
Steinhil: Then you canât show him any.
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[ Dembe walks with Mila to the white car ]
Dembe: Thank you.
Mila: For what?
Dembe: Itâs my job to protect him. I couldnât do that. You did.
Mila: He was supposed to be a bad man, a criminal, a fugitive, the worst of the worst. Thatâs why I signed up. Not to protect him. But to take down the Most Wanted.
Dembe: In my experience, who people are supposed to be is rarely who they are.
[ Dembe hands Mila a business card ]
Mila: [ Reading ] Steven Biel. Contractor?
Dembe: Call him. Tell him Raymond sent you.
Mila: Why?
Dembe: Raymond takes care of the people who take care of him.
Mila: [ SIGHS ] I didnât do this for the money.
Dembe: No. You did it because itâs the right thing to do.
Mila: You give me too much credit.
Dembe: Take the card. Itâs not just money. Itâs protection.
Mila: You think sheâll come for me. Please thank him for me.
Dembe: No thanks are necessary.
Mila: He seems so decent. How is that possible?
Dembe: Because he is decent.
Mila: I should go.
[ Mila walks around the car and opens the driverâs side door, then pauses and calls to Dembe who looks back ]
Mila: He said Iâm not a killer, Reddington. He said he could tell just by looking at me.
Dembe: Then youâre not.
Mila: He knows nothing about me.
Dembe: He knows enough.
[ Dembe turns and walks toward the house. Mila gets in the car and pulls the door shut ]
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[ At the warehouse, an FBI SWAT raid starts with percussion grenades and flares đ„đ„ ]
â Cover!
[ đ„đ„ Gunshots đ„đ„ ]
[ MEN GROANING ]
ââ
Steinhil: What was that?
â I donât know.
[ DOOR OPENS ] [ DOOR SHUTS ]
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
ââ
â Show me your hands!
â Police!
â You go.
[ đ„đ„đ„ Gunshots đ„đ„đ„ ]
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[ They search the premises. Liz comes across the spot where Red was tortured. A piece of the vinyl tubing, still blood-filled, is curled on the floor ]
Liz: He was here.
SWAT Agent: [ Calls out ] I need help here! Iâve got something. Someone inside. Itâs locked.
Abigail (Steinfilâs assistant, hands up): Itâs Steinhil. Heâs alone.
[ DOORKNOB RATTLES ]
Ressler: FBI. Open the door!
[ Ressler bangs on the door ]
Ressler: Steinhil, I said open the door!
[ GUNSHOT đ„ ]
[ Ressler forces the door open. Steinhil lies face down on the floor, blood glistening in streaks on his temple and face ]
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Dom: Damn it! I couldâve sworn I had another box of shells in here.
Red: Dom, we can help you. Weâll take what we can.
Dom: Iâm too old to run.
Red: But too young to die.
Dom: Wh- Where would I go?
Red: To the beach, the mountains. How about the Tetons?
Dom: You really think sheâs close.
Red: I think we have the day.
[ Mila appears ]
Mila: You donât.
Red: What do you mean, âdonâtâ?
Mila: You donât have the day. You donât even have the hour. She knows where you are. Sheâs been tracking us since we left the safe house.
Dembe: How? You took the chip out of Raymondâs neck.
Red: Yes, out of my neck, but not out of her own. We didnât escape, did we, Mila?
Mila: No. She ordered me to help you.
Red: Hoping Iâd lead her here, to Dom. How much time do we have? Mila. How much time?
Mila: Sheâll be here in 20, 30 minutes. I didnât have a choice. She said she would kill me.
Red: Dom, I suggest we find that extra box of shells.
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[ They lift up a rug to reveal a trap door ]
Red: [ To Mila ] Who are you? Youâve thrown your lot in with me. I should at least know your name.
Mila: Francesca Campbell. People call me Frankie.
Red: Tell me, Francesca. How is it that you turned out to be my guardian angel?
Francesca/Mila: That is not what I am.
Red: Are you really a nurse?
Francesca/Mila: Iâm a former combat medic. Thatâs why Steinhil picked me.
Red: Steinhil.
Francesca/Mila: He created the illusion. Was part of it, too. âInspector Oban.â
Red: Tell me about it â the con.
Francesca/Mila: Theyâll be here any minute.
Red: Tell me.
Francesca/Mila: All I know is Katarina Rostova hired him because she thinks people are trying to kill her and that you might know how to stop them. The plan was to con you, not kill you â to get you to tell Inspector Oban who the assassins are and what they, or you, might know about her sources and safe houses.
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[ Dembe goes through Domâs collection of weapons ]
Dembe: You donât believe in assault rifles?
Dom: Open that.
Red: Steinhilâs smart. He knew Iâd be overconfident after figuring out the hospital wasnât realâ
Dom: Carefully, carefully.
Red: âthat Iâd think Iâd solved the puzzle when Iâd only gotten one piece.
Dom: I believe in plastic explosives.
Red: He knew I wouldnât see his fingerprints all over the escape.
Francesca/Mila: Everything was planned, down to the last detail â leaving you alone to die, the car parked outside.
Red: You shot the guard.
Francesca/Mila: No, I didnât.
[ Flashback showing this too was staged ]
Red: All that and the chip in my neck. Inspired. When this is over, I must see about putting this Steinhil on retainer. So â youâre not a nurse whoâs afraid of her own shadow. Youâre a soldier.
Francesca: Thatâs right. And Iâm not leading you or anyone else into an ambush.
[ Dembe and Dom enter bearing firearms ]
Dembe: Four shotguns â two pump action, two lever. Three bolt-action rifles all single shot.
Dom: And a few souvenirs from home.
Francesca: Let me help you.
Dom: Your help is what got us into this mess.
Francesca: Sheâll kill me, too. When she realizes that you knew she was coming, sheâll know I warned you.
Dembe: Raymond, we could use an extra gun.
Dom: Not if itâs pointed at the back of our heads!
Red: What do they call a combat medic in the army?
Francesca: 68 whiskey.
Red: Dembe, give the woman a shotgun.
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[ The warehouse ]
[ A body bag is zipped shut ] [ ZIPPER ZIPPING ]
Ressler: I want a full autopsy. No one accesses that body until I get a solid I.D. You got that?
[ Liz has a laptop used for the deception ]
Liz: They tricked him, made him think he escaped.
Ressler: Reddington escaped, but he didnât?
Liz: He was being tracked. They both were.
Ressler: Both? What do you mean both?
Liz: One of the security guards said there was a nurse on site who befriended him, made Reddington think she was on his side. She orchestrated the escape.
Ressler: So they could track him. Why? Where Where did they think he was gonna go?
Liz: My grandfatherâs house.
Ressler: Your grandfather?
Liz: Whoever took Reddington was trying to find out about Katarina Rostova. If he wouldnât tell them, maybe they think Dom will. And if they do to him what they did to Reddingtonâ
Ressler: Weâre not gonna let that happen.
Liz: They may already be there.
Ressler: Keen. Itâs not gonna happen.
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[ Algiersâ âȘ âDeath Marchâ plays ]
[ Katarina arrives with her henchmen in two black SUVs. Francesca comes out the front door to meet them. Red watches from around the side of the house ]
Katarina: Theyâre both here?
Francesca: Reddingtonâs recovering in the downstairs bedroom. Heâs not mobile. The old manâs working at the back of the house.
Katarina: Anyone else?
Francesca: No. Did everything you said. It went all as planned.
Katarina: [ To her people ] You three, inside with her. Find Reddington and kill him. Berdy, tell the others to go around the back. Bring me Dominic. I want him alive.
âȘ It all falls apart
Constant fear of explosion
Crypto-fascist contagionâȘ Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
They took no time to unwind it all
Manufactured suggestion
Wag the dog and then drown him
[ GUN COCKS ]
[ Two Henchmen enter the House ]
Dembe: Donât move.
Henchman: [ To Francesca ] You didnât tell us there was anyone else in the house.
[ Francesca grabs a gun and points it at the Henchman ]
Dembe: Drop your guns. Do it now.
Francesca: He said drop âem!
[ đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„ ]
[ Both Henchmen fall. Outside Katarina and crew hear the gunfire ]
[ đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIGHT RAGES đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ ]
[ Dom shoots a shotgun through a window đ„ đ„ đ„ ]
âȘ Oh, no
Oh, no, no, no
This canât be how it all whimpers out
[ Red presses a button ] [ BEEP ]
[ Plastic explosives blow up a car đ„âŒïžđ„âŒïžđ„]
Live to die in the gutter
Empty ivory towersâȘ Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
They pay no mind just to wind you up
Informed auto-suggestion
State-sanctioned assassination
[ đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIGHT RAGES đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ ]
[ Henchmen fall but none get in the house. Still, Red and crew are vastly outnumbered ]
âȘ How hate keeps passing on
This is how the hate keeps passing on
[ Dom is shot đ„ in the chest, above the heart ]
Dom: Aah!
âȘ How the hate keeps passing on
This is how the hate keeps passing on
[ Red goes to Dom ]
Red: Dembe! Domâs hit!
[ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ]
[ Together, Dembe and Red maneuver Dom into the underground cellar while Francesca fires at the interlopers đ„ đ„ đ„ đ„ ]
Red: Okay. One more step.
Dom: [ GROANING ]
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[ Francesca pulls the cellar door shut ]
Red: Thatâs it. All right, sit.
Dom: [ GROANING ]
Red: Something for his head.
Dom: [ GROANING ]
Red: There you go.
Dom: [ GROANING ]
[ Francesca crouches over Dom ]
Francesca: Single round to the chest. Please tell me he has a hemostat.
Dom: How bad?
Francesca; Some Quick Clot powder? Celox?
Dembe: I donât see any.
Francesca: Gauze?
Dom: [ GROANS ]
Francesca: Oh, the- the plastic. Give me the package, too.
Red: All right. Get him up.
Dom: [ GROANS ] How bad is it? How bad?! [ GROANS ]
[ Francesca presses the package against Domâs wound ]
Red: Thatâs it.
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[ FOOTSTEPS ]
Dembe: Theyâre here.
[ FOOTSTEPS ]
Katarina: Gentlemen, itâs over!
Dom: Go to hell!
Katarina: Seems you may get there first. Raymond, I told you I want answers, which means I need him alive. Send him out, and Iâll have no choice but to save his life.
Red: We open it, sheâll kill the three of us and eventually kill him.
Francesca: He may not make it anyway.
Dembe: Then we fight.
Katarina: Open the door, Raymond, or my men shoot their way to you. Raymond, this is my last warning!
[ FOOTSTEPS ]
[ A young scout walks up to Katarina and whispers something to her. She takes in what he said ~ ]
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[ The front door slamsâĄïžopen and an FBI SWAT team bursts in ]
â Move up, move up!
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
â Clear!
â Clear!
Liz: Ressler, in here! Dom? Dom, itâs Elizabeth Keen. Are you okay?
Red: Elizabeth! Itâs us! Is it clear?
Liz: Itâs clear!
[ Ressler opens the cellar trap door ]
Red: Domâs hit. We need to get him help now.
[ They begin to move Dom to the steps ]
Red: Thatâs it.
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Cooper: [ On phone ] You have Reddington?
Ressler: [ In police carr, lights flashing ] Yeah. Been through hell, but heâs okay. Better than Rostova.
Cooper: Katarina?
Ressler: No. Dominic her father, Keenâs grandfather. This, everything, it was about getting information on Katarina and the people hunting her.
Cooper: Getting information for who? Are we any closer to finding out who hired Steinhil?
Ressler: No, they were gone by the time we got there. And by the looks of things, they came in guns blazing.
[ đšSIRENSđš WAILING ]
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[ Dembe is driving as Liz, Red and Francesca tend to Dom is the back of a van ]
Liz: The nearest hospitalâs in the opposite direction.
Red: Yes, it is.
Liz: Then why are we going the wrong way?
Red: Because weâre not going to the hospital.
Liz: What? What? Iâm sorry, but who are you?
Francesca: He needs an operating room, a surgeon.
Red: Yes, and I intend to get him the best one available.
Liz: What if he dies before then?
Red: Heâs a Rostov, Elizabeth. If we take him to an emergency room, questions will be asked, questions heâs not prepared to answer.
Liz: [ Whispers ] Please donât tell me sheâs the nurse from the French hospital.
Red: She was very convincing.
Liz: She was in on the con.
Red: Yes, and now sheâs the best hope your grandfather has to survive.
Dembe: [ Calling back to the others ] Dr. Stein and his team have been alerted. Theyâre en route.
Red: Called Dembe on my way to Domâs, and given my condition, he felt it prudent to assemble one of our triage cubes.
Dom: [ GASPS ]
Red: Turns out, it was.
Dom: [ COUGHING ]
Liz: Whatâs happening?!
Francesca: Tension pneumothorax. Airâs leaking out of the hole into his pleural cavity. We need to remove the seal, or else the pressureâs gonna collapse his lungs.
Dom: [ GASPING ]
[ Francesca removes the covering from the wound ]
Dom: [ SIGHS ]
Francesca: [ Agitated ] Itâs not just air. Heâs bleeding into his chest cavity. Weâre losing him. How far out?!
Dembe: Three minutes.
Red: Weâre almost there.
Dom: [ COUGHING ] So much to say.
Red: And a lifetime left to say it.
Dom: [ GASPING AND COUGHING ]
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[ The van pulls in to the garage of the mobile hospital site, which is in a lumberyard ]
Francesca: GSW! White male, 80. Sat-level 76 and dropping.
Nurse: Got it.
Francesca: Hemopneumothorax. His lungs are drowning. Which one of you is the surgeon? Nurse: Docâs still in transit.
Francesca: ETA?
Francesca: Six minutes.
Francesca: Heâll be dead in six minutes! If we donât put a chest tube in him in the next two, both of his lungs will collapse.
Red: Then you do it.
Francesca: Me? Iâm a field medic.
Red: I donât care what you are. Do you know how to do it?
Francesca: Iâve never done it before.
Red: Do you know how to do it?! Just do it! These people can help you with whatever you need. Do it!
Manâs voice: [ Faint ] CO2 number.
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[ MONITOR BEEPING ]
[ Charlie Cunninghamâs âȘ âForce of Habitâ plays ]
âȘ If they pull you under, youâre buried alive
[ The surgery begins ]
Francesca: Knife. Doesnât matter which one. Just pick one.
âȘ Donât wait for an answer âcause no one survived
Nurse: Seventh intercostal.
Francesca: Give me the smallest ET tube youâve got.
âȘ Itâs force of habit
Take something from it
[ Francesca makes an incision into Domâs lung and inserts a tube ]
Francesca: Okay.
[ Liz and Red peer in from behind the plastic sheeting ]
âȘ You called, it came
Itâs here to stay
Male Nurse: Critical.
[ Blood is suctioned out of Domâs lung ]
[ WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]
Male Nurse: Stabilizing.
âȘ These wounds donât heal
But they wonât show
[ AIR HISSING ]
âȘ Theyâve already been out there
Theyâve been walking for miles
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Liz: [ Whispering ] Those questions you donât want asked, well, Iâm gonna ask them anyway. Why donât we start with who did this.
Red: Not now, Elizabeth.
Liz: [ Urgent whisper ] Yes, now. Someone out there thinks Katarina Rostova is still alive, and clearly they think you know more than youâre saying.
Red: That isnât a question.
Liz: Who grabbed you in Paris? Who tortured you? Why is my grandfather dying in a lumberyard? My question is, what the hell happened?
Red: You did. You and Agent Ressler.
Liz: Excuse me?
Red: [ Low but angry voice ] How many times have I told you? Leave it alone. I warned you. Even saying the name Katarina Rostova has consequences, and now you see. Now you see what that name will make others do. These questions of yours have gotten their attention, and now they will crawl out of whatever hole they were in, and they will hurt whomever they must â just on the chance, just on the notion that she might still be alive. âWhat happened?!â Elizabeth. You raised an old ghost, and thatâs why your grandfather is dying in a lumberyard.
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[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: Reddington blamed you?
Liz: Heâs not wrong.
Cooper: Of course he is.
Liz: None of this wouldâve happened if Ressler and I hadnât started asking a lot of questions he told us not to ask.
Cooper: You wouldnât have had to ask them if heâd been honest with you, if heâd told you his real identity.
Liz: Have you decided whether to tell Main Justice?
Cooper: Not yet. But telling them Reddington is really a former KGB agent whose name is Ilya Koslov will cause a firestorm I have no interest in dealing with. What I am interested in is you and making sure you know that none of this is your fault.
Liz: Reddington wouldnât tell us who abducted him. And itâs not like we can ask Steinhil or whatever his real name was.
Cooper: Aramâs following up with the M.E. If we can identify the body, maybe we can work backward from there. In the meantime, Iâve assigned a security detail to your apartment.
Liz: You think thatâs really necessary?
Cooper: We donât know who took Reddington, but sheâs asking about your mother and has shown that sheâs willing to go after anyone who may know about her, so, yes, I think itâs necessary.
Liz: Iâm sorry my family is so â messy.
Cooper: Katarina Rostova is your relative. Weâre your family. And weâre not gonna let anything happen to you.
[ Liz smiles ]
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[ Van DOORS CLOSING ]
[ The driver gets out of a van marked OCME ~ âOffice of the Chief Medical Examinerâ ~ and walks around to the back ]
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[ Cooperâs Office. Aram appears ]
Aram: Sir.
Cooper: Agent Mojtabai. Something wrong?
Aram: Definitely. I did what you said and followed up with the Medical Examinerâs Office, and they didnât know what I was talking about.
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[ The OCME driver and another man open the vanâs back doors ]
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Aram: They donât have Steinhil. I mean, they never even got him. Apparently, the call we made requesting they respond to the scene was canceled.
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[ Out of the back of the OCME van pops Louis T Steinhil â peeling the fake blood from his face ]
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Cooper: Canceled by who?
Aram: Well, the log says by Special Agent Gerald Host. G. Host, as in â
Cooper: Ghost.
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[ Red sits in the back seat of his parked Mercedes with Francesca ]
Red: [ Solemnly ] Iâve been trying to decide what to do about you. I suppose by warning us, you saved our lives, but youâre also a large part of the reason our lives needed saving. The things youâve done â Iâve killed others for less. I appreciate what you did for Dom. Itâs the reason youâre still alive. But to be clear, it does not make us even.
Francesca: Why didnât the FBI arrest you?
Red: I intend to find the woman who did this.
Francesca: Youâre number one on their list, and they just let you go.
Red: Perhaps you can help me find her. Perhaps not. Time will tell. But until we are even, youâre not going anywhere.
Francesca: If you donât mind me asking â howâs he doing?
Red: We donât know if his brain was deprived of oxygen, and if so, for how long. If he ever does wake up, he may not be himself anymore.
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[ Domâs bedside ] [ MONITOR BEEPING ] [ Dom remains unconscious ] [ Red is there; Liz enters ]
Liz: I didnât realize you two were close.
Red: Ahh. Iâve known Dom a long time. Most of itâs been â unpleasant. Still, something happens when youâve when youâve known someone that long, when, after all of lifeâs twists and turns you look over and there they are, still in it with you, still yours.
Liz: Iâm sorry my questions caused all this. But they are questions I deserve answers to. Maybe not now. Now itâs too dangerous. But someday Iâm going to insist on answers. And youâre going to have to give them to me.
Red: When he gets better, you should bring Agnes to meet him.
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[ Lizâs apartment. Liz and Agnes get ready for the day ]
Liz: Shoes, shoes, shoes! If we donât leave here in two minutes, Agnes, youâre definitely gonna be late for the bell.
Agnes: Wait! My headband!
[ COFFEE POT RATTLES ] [ Liz holds up two headbands, one with kitten ears ]
Liz: Ears or no ears?
Agnes: Ears!
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[ Liz locks the apartment door ] [ KEYS JINGLING ]
[ A woman is exiting the next apartment. The woman is Katarina Rostova ]
Agnes: Mom, thatâs not Mrs. Monzewski, right?
Katarina: Oh, my goodness! I love those ears!
Liz: Uh, hello. Iâm Liz. This is Agnes.
Katarina: Maddy Tolliver. Your new neighbor.
Liz: Itâs funny. Mrs. Monzewskiâs lived there forever. I didnât know she was thinking of moving.
Katarina: She didnât. Iâm just subletting. It all happened very quickly. The woman who showed me the apartment said something about her going to Pittsburgh for a while to be closer to her grandson.
Agnes: Youâre pretty.
Katarina:Thank you, sweetie! So are you! You remind me of my granddaughter.
Liz: We have to run, but it was nice meeting you.
Katarina: So nice to meet you both. Iâm sure weâll be seeing more of each other.
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â« Death March
By AlgiersâȘ Oh no
On no, no, no
This canât be how it all falls apart
Constant fear of explosion
Crypto-fascist contagionâȘ Oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
They took no time to unwind it all
Manufactured suggestion
Wag the dog and then drown himâȘ How hate keeps passing on
This is how the hate keeps passing onâȘ Oh no
On no, no, no
This canât be how it all whimpers out
Live to die in the gutter
Empty ivory towersâȘ Oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
They pay no mind just to wind you up
Informed autosuggestion
State-sanctioned assassinationâȘ How hate keeps passing on
This is how the hate keeps passing onâȘ How hate keeps passing on
This is how the hate keeps passing onLyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/32armII
YouTube: https://youtu.be/5EZ3ci-r0yk
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â« Force of Habit
By Charlie CunninghamâȘ It they pull you under, youâre buried alive
Donât wait for an answer cos no-one survivedâȘ If you now that itâs a force of habit
Take something from it
You called, it came
Itâs here to stayâȘ These wounds donât heel but the wonât show
âȘ Theyâve already been out there
They been walking for miles
Thereâs nobody out there
So donât waste your timeâȘ Itâs over a choice that you made
Itâs taken you nowhere
You called, they came
Theyâre here to stayâȘ Iâve seen it form your side but
Still takes a moment to realise
These situations they often ariseâȘ They say itâs impossible to know but I know, keep my head low
Decide on it once and for all, so now you know
They say itâs impossible to grow, but I grown, read the head stone
Confides in it once and for allâȘ You know that itâs a force of habit
Take something from it
You called, they came
Theyâre here to stayâȘ Iâm seeing it from both sides but
I need the moment to understand why these situations always ariseâȘ Iâve seen it with my own eyes but
Still takes a moment to realise why
These situations they often ariseâȘ Been bitten, still too shy or
One thing or another but no one ask why
These complications get me tiedâȘ Iâve seen it with my own eyes but
Still takes a moment to realise why
These situations they often ariseâȘ Been bitten twice as shy or
One thing or another that no-one ask why
These complications get me tiedâȘ Iâve seen it all with my own eyes but
Still takes a moment to realise why
These situations they often ariseLyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2M7c1Ty
YouTube: https://youtu.be/gHlsQPrQ-xM
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Program air date: 10/18/2019 in the US
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Director: Lisa Robinson
Written by: Kelli Johnson, Taylor Martin
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Brief (Where weâre at): Katarina Rostova hired illusionist Louis T Steinhil to help her extract information from Red about threats to her life, including âThe Townsend Directiveâ â even though it was he who first warned her. First, Steinhil created the illusion Red was in a French hospital, paralyzed. When Red detected the ruse he escaped but was recaptured. Next Katarina had Red trussed up on a scaffolding, draining the blood from his body through a tube. When this failed, Katarina told Red she had managed to locate her father (Lizâs grandfather) Dominic (âDomâ) Wilkinson and departed to find him. Red was helped to escape by Nurse Mila LaPorte. They headed to warn Dom that Katarina was coming for him. Red contacted Dembe, who met them at Domâs with blood supplies and Mila restored him with transfusions.
Dembe thanked and befriended Mila as she was about to leave. She was moved to confess that the escape was yet another ruse and that Katarina was tracking them to Domâs place in the country. Mila said her real name was Francesca Campbell and she was a combat medic. In the ensuing gun battle, Dom was shot in the chest. Katarinaâs fury with her father (which also involved Red) dates back to an event (âBelgradeâ) in which she says her family was destroyed.
The gun battle abated only when a scout spotted an FBI SWAT team on its way. Katarina and her team escaped and Dom was taken to one of Redâs mobile hospitals, clinging to life. But the surgeon was late, so Red insisted Francesca perform the surgery, which saved Domâs life, but his longterm survival remains uncertain.
Liz implored Red for answers as to âwhy my grandfather is dying in a lumberyard,â but Red turned the blame on her:
How many times have I told you? Leave it alone. I warned you. Even saying the name Katarina Rostova has consequences, and now you see. Now you see what that name will make others do. These questions of yours have gotten their attention, and now they will crawl out of whatever hole they were in, and they will hurt whomever they must â just on the chance, just on the notion that she might still be alive. âWhat happened?!â Elizabeth. You raised an old ghost, and thatâs why your grandfather is dying in a lumberyard.
The following morning, as Liz is leaving with her daughter Agnes for daycare, they discover that that someone new has moved into the apartment next door. The woman introduces herself as Maddy Tolliver â but we know her as Katarina Rostova.
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[ A man (Vance Palmer) wearing a blast helmet sits inside a vinyl cube with a device with many colored wires exposed. There is a timer counting down. He has a clippers to cut the wires ]
Palmer: [ BREATHING SHAKILY ]
[ Around the cubicle is gathered a group of richly dressed people. The room is opulent but darkened ]
Thelonius Prackett: [ Dramatically ] Remember, my friends, the task at hand is not an impossible one. The Defiance is not rigged. Mr. Palmer has before him every tool, schematic, and safety precaution necessary for him to save his own life. Ladies and gentleman, drink in the moment. I want you to let the numbness of life wash away even if only for tonight, for this moment. The love. The fear. This is what it is to be alive. This is The Defiance. This is Les Fleurs du Mal.
Palmer: [ Panicking ] I canât. Please, you have to let me out of here. I canât do this. Are you listening to me?! Make it stop! I canât! [ WHIMPERING ]
[ Palmer uses the clippers to cut a white wire ] [ BEEP ] [ The timer seems to stop ]
Palmer: [ BREATHES SHARPLY ] [ CHUCKLES ] [ LAUGHS ] Aah! I did it! I did it! I beat the game! I beat the game!
[ The BEEPING starts again ]
Palmer: I did â
[ BEEPING SPEEDS UP ] [ The timer resets and runs down rapidly ]
Palmer: No. Wait, no!
[ đ„đ„âŒïžExplosionâŒïžđ„đ„] [ The inside of the cubicle is covered with gore ]
[ CROWD MURMURING ]
[ APPLAUSE ] [ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE ]
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[ Outside Lizâs apartment, she is struggling with her keys and packages ]
Liz: [ SIGHS ] Shoot.
[ DOOR CREAKS SHUT, KEYS JINGLING ] [ Lizâs new neighbor steps out of her apartment. She is Lizâs mother, Katarina Rostova, but she has told Liz her name is Maddy Tolliver. Liz doesnât recognize her as they have been apart since Liz was four ]
Katarina: Let me help with that.
Liz: Oh, no, thatâs okay. I got it.
Katarina: Nonsense. I insist.
Liz: No thanks. I got it.
[ Liz gets the door unlocked. DOOR CREAKS OPEN. Liz turns around ]
Liz: Oh, do you want some coffee?
Katarina: I was just going out for some.
Liz: Come on. I insist.
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[ Lizâs kitchen ]
Liz: So happy we finally get a chance to chat.
Katarina: Is Agnes at school?
Liz: Yeah, I just dropped her off, and, uh, I was on my way home and realized I didnât have anything for dinner, so I picked up a few things.
Katarina: What do you do for work?
Liz: Iâm a government employee. What about you?
Katarina: Me? [ CHUCKLES ] Ha, Iâm retired. I moved here to be closer to my daughter. Weâre estranged, but Iâm hoping to get closer to her.
[ Liz goes to the sink. Katarina grabs Lizâs keys from the table and makes an impression of her house key. Liz turns around and thinks Katarina is looking at Agnesâs three princess Barbies ]
Liz: Agnes is in full-on princess mode.
Katarina:[ CHUCKLES ] What? Oh! [ LAUGHS ] Right.
Liz: I know itâs not very woke, but sheâs irresistible.
Katarina: No, fairy tales are very important. They help children cope with separation anxiety and loss.
Liz: Oh, and I love a fairytale. Just not the part where you got to get saved by Prince Charming.
[ CELLPHONE BUZZES ]
Liz: Um â thatâs work. Iâm so sorry. I got to go. Have you seen my keys? I couldâve sworn I just put them right here.
[ Katarina leans over and pretends to have found them on the floor ]
Katarina: Oh! Here. [ CHUCKLES ] I must have knocked them off the table.
Liz: Uh, keep the mug. Bring it back later. Iâm really sorry about this.
Katarina: Donât be. I got what I came for.
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[ Liz arrives at Redâs place. He reads aloud from a volume of poetry ]
Red: âTo creep softly like a coward toward the treasures of your body,
to whip your joyous flesh and bruise your pardoned breast,
to make in your astonished flank a wide and gaping wound.â
Red: As a general rule, I believe the sword is mightier than the pen. But in the hands of a free-spirited, syphilis-ridden French dandy, Iâd say the odds shift considerably.
Liz: Howâs my grandfather?
Red: We saw him this morning. Heâs still â critical.
Liz: And the woman who tried to kill him?
Red: You know Baudelaire was prosecuted for offenses against public morality?
Liz: The woman.
Red: His words were so provocative that six of his poems were banned for nearly a century.
Liz: You said you had a lead.
Red: I do. A secret society named after Baudelaireâs âLes Fleurs du Mal.â
Liz: Poetry lovers?
Red: Thrill seekers. People who go to extreme lengths to offend public morality. A society of decadent misanthropes. People who have everything, so nothing is special.
Liz: And this connects to the woman who abducted you in Paris?
Red: It does.
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[ The Post Office ]
Liz: According to Reddington, Les Fleurs du Mal is our best chance of finding Steinhil. Because whoever runs it contracted him to create an illusion.
Ressler: Well, whatever he did for them canât top the illusion he created for himself â rising from the dead.
Cooper:If we can get to him, he can get us to the woman who put Elizabethâs grandfather on life support.
Aram: All right, I combed through every database, and thereâs nothing concrete on Fleurs du Mal, only rumors about a man given a knife and locked in a room with a tiger, a woman who fell off the Eiffel Tower, and something about piranhas.
Cooper: You said Reddington had a lead.
Liz: A name. Charles Radcliffe. According to Reddington, he attended one of the societyâs events.
Cooper: Ressler, Aram, go see Mr. Radcliffe. See if he can I.D. these people before they hurt someone else.
[ Ressler and Aram leave ]
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Cooper: Howâs Agnes?
Liz: Uh â amazing. Sheâs sweetly oblivious to the guards you have sitting outside our apartment to protect her.
Cooper: If you need anything including time offâ
Liz:Is that why you sent Aram instead of me?
Cooper: I sent Aram because he needs more experience in the field. You are a single mom with a hard job. I just want you to know if you need to come in late or leave earlyâ
Liz: I donât. But itâs good to know I can. Thank you â for everything.
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[ KNOCK ON DOOR ]
Ressler: Elodie Radcliffe? Agents Ressler and Mojtabai, FBI.
Elodie Radcliffe: I knew youâd come sooner or later.
Aram: You did?
Elodie: Les Fleurs du Mal. Thatâs why youâre here, isnât it?
Aram: Uh- how could you know that?
Elodie: I thought youâd given up.
Aram: On what?
Elodie: On my husband, Charles.
Ressler: Well, if heâs here, weâd like to have a word with him, as well. We have a lot of questions for the both of you.
Elodie: Charles canât help you.
[ They walk into the living room where Charles is propped up in a wheelchair, unresponsive ]
Elodie: Because those people in Les Fleurs du Mal all but killed him.
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[ Inside a mansion on an island ]
Thelonius Prackett: So, The Defiance Itâs done?
Wilbur Eaton: You said this one was important.
Prackett: And the Player will be provided with tools?
Eaton: Yes as discussed.
[ He holds up a key ]
Prackett: Mm.
Eaton: All useless. For the Player to survive, he needs to be willing to, uh- break his index finger and dislocate his thumb, work his hand into the cam slot, and disengage the lock. Itâs the only way.
Prackett: So, one could survive.
Eaton: Could? Yes. Would? Incredibly unlikely. But the narrow chance of survival is the whole point, right?
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[ Elodie and Charles Radcliffeâs living room )
Ressler: Is this a diving accident?
Elodie: An arterial gas embolism. Thatâs the lie they told me to hide whatever they really did to him.
Aram: Did you go to the police?
Elodie: And say what? I donât know what happened. And even if I did, these are powerful people with the resources to protect themselves.
Ressler: So, how did you find these people?
Elodie: Charles found them. It was a gift for our anniversary. Our marriage wasnât perfect. We were bored, drifting apart. Charles thought this might be exciting.
Ressler: To- To watch people die.
Elodie: Sharing an experience, something so rare and raw and extraordinary that it canât be forgotten that it can only bring you closer. They called it âThe Defiance.â
Aram: Sounds terrifying.
Elodie: Which is why I didnât go.
Aram: Do you know how to make contact?
Elodie: Y-You want me to talk to them?
Ressler: Yes. Help us expose them. And find out what happened to your husband.
Elodie: Mm, Charles had an e-mail address for the man in charge, Thelonious Prackett. Thatâs all I know.
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[ A group of Russians are talking and eating in the back of a restaurant. Others prepare food nearby ] [ A woman hurries over ]
Woman: [ In Russian ] Iâm sorry, Mr Morozov. I told him you werenât to be interrupted.
[ Red and Dembe enter ]
Red: Motya?! Iâm sorry to barge in unexpectedly, but Iâve called repeatedly, and there hasnât been hide nor hair of you, so I thought Iâd come and check to see if youâre okay.
Motya Morozov: Please go.
Red: And youâre okay! Thank God! I thought maybe Ed Broadfoot and his sons had finally tracked you down and dragged you off to one of those gravel pits.
Motya: What do you want?
Red: Itâs about the Townsend Directive. I understand itâs been reactivated that you and everyone else who bought in are actively hunting for her.
Motya: Do you think Iâm an idiot?
Red: Motya, I need to take care of this myself. Itâs personal.
Motya: Ah. Do you know your conversations with the Minister of Finance single-handedly responsible for getting my operations pushed out of Kiev? I lost millions in rail lines alone.
I lost my relationship with contractors, politicians. My own wife left me for the competitor.
Red: To be fair, sheâd been screwing him for months.
[ GUNS COCK ]
Motya: Forget about The Directive. Forget about Katarina Rostova. Iâm not gonna help you find her. Iâm gonna hunt her down, and Iâm gonna kill her myself. And the next time I see your face, Iâm gonna shoot before you can start talking.
Red: Too soon, the comment about the wife?
Motya: [ CHUCKLES ]
Red: Good talk.
[ Red and Dembe turn and walk away ]
Dembe: I told you.
Red: Yeah, you were right. But we had to try. And now heâs forced our hand.
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[ Post Office ]
Aram: Sir. Sir, there is nothing on Thelonious Prackett. Itâs- Itâs got to be an alias. But whoever he is, he agreed to let Mrs. Radcliffe recommend a new member.
Cooper: Did you tell Ressler?
Aram: Prackett agreed on one condition that if the new member gets invited to an event, Radcliffe has to go with.
Cooper: Thatâll be all right as long as Ressler is with her the whole time.
Aram: Yeah, um, about that. If, um If weâre doing this, Iâd like to go with her.
Cooper: Instead of Ressler.
Aram: We need to be a convincing couple to have a connection, and we have one I can relate to her loss.
Cooper: Samar.
Aram: Not that what I went through even compares.
Cooper: You went through plenty. Iâm sorry I havenât asked you about it more.
Aram: Iâm fine. Um, still a bit, uh, numb, [ CHUCKLES ] I guess. But, um, when the last real feeling you had was devastation, youâre not super psyched to get out there and feel again. But
Iâm good. Iâm good.
Cooper: I agree.
Aram: That Iâm good, or- or devastated?
Cooper: That you should go with her. Work on your cover â youâre going in.
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[ Red enters his airplane. Francesca (âFrankieâ) Campbell is sitting in the back ]
Red: Greetings!
Frankie: Where are we going? And why do I have to go with you?
Red: Because you remain in my debt.
Frankie: I saved your life.
Red: Yes, after putting it at risk.
Frankie: And I told you about Steinhilâs contract with Les Fleurs du Mal. Why arenât you looking at them?
Red: Iâve got people working on that.
Frankie: Iâm supposed to be at dinner tonight at The Peppermill. Itâs my wedding anniversary.
Red: Congratulations! That shouldnât be a problem.
Frankie: Youâre holding me hostage.
Red: I prefer to think of it as looking out for my best interests. Please, find yourself another seat. Relax. Read a book. Watch a movie. Do you like Truffaut? We have the complete collection.
[ She takes a seat ]
Red: [ To Dembe ] What did Stevenson say?
Dembe: The room is being swept. He canât get a camera in.
Red: Someone from the hotel staff, then. Surely we can incentivize a maid or someone from room service to take a photo.
Dembe: Theyâre only allowing authorized personnel. Weâre too late to get anyone on the inside.
Frankie: Can I ask you something?
Red: âDay for Night.â Definitely.
Frankie: The photograph.
Red: Oh, thatâs none of your concern.
Frankie: If I got it for you, would my debt be paid?
Red: Conceivably.
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[ Aram and Elodie talk to Thelonius Prackett. Aramâs hair is combed back and his beard is neatly trimmed ]
Aram: We met at Ascot. I had a horse racing in the Dubai Shergar Cup.
Prackett: And how did he do?
Aram: Fractured his left-front pastern. Had to be put down. Cost me $300,000 in stud fees.
Prackett: Per stud?
Aram: 40 studs a year, thatâs $12 million per year.
Prackett: That must have been a dark day.
Aram: Until I saw Elodie. Things brightened considerably after that.
[ CHUCKLES ]
Prackett: How is Charles?
Elodie: The man I married is alive, but my husband is gone.
Prackett: And our role in that tragedy?
Elodie: I donât hold you responsible, if thatâs what youâre asking. He wanted the risk. We both did.
Prackett: Well, I know you did. Iâm surprised you still do.
Elodie: I didnât. For a long time, I thought I never would again. Then I met Shameel.
Aram: I was a guest in one of the royal boxes, and she was three rows below, and still the peacock feathers in her hat blocked my view.
Prackett: [ CHUCKLES ] Ah. [ SIGHS ] Your interest is unusual.
Aram: I donât see why. I can buy anything I want. So, naturally what I want is something I cannot buy.
Prackett: Itâs unusual because it coincides with an upcoming event.
Aram: Why is that unusual?
Prackett: Because we havenât issued invitations yet. Which makes your interest an usual coincidence or worse â not a coincidence at all.
Aram: I understand your caution and why you need to vet your guests as closely as you do. I would expect nothing less. But weâve told you our story, weâve exchanged wiring instructions, and Iâm one text away from depositing $1 million into your account.
Prackett: The Defiance is an experience money canât buy.
Aram: Of course not, which is why Iâm all the more happy to pay for it. So, I need to know â Are we in, or are we out?
[ Prackett hands Aram an envelope with a large black seal ]
Prackett: Welcome to Les Fleurs du Mal.
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[ A room at the Post Office ]
Elodie: Iâm confused. We have no idea where weâre going, who will be there, or how to get out. I mean, we donât even know how to get to this event.
Ressler: Prackett said heâd send instructions.
Elodie: Which he hasnât.
Aram: He will. We sold our story well, but if youâre uncomfortableâ
Elodie: I am. Because Iâ [ SIGHS ] Look, I donât quite understand the plan. Can we go over it again?
Cooper: The location of the event is a closely guarded secret.
Fast-forward
[ CELLPHONE CHIMES ] [ Elodie receives a text with the location of the event ]
Liz: Which means you and Aram will be on your own.
Ressler: When Prackett makes contact, youâll follow his instructions.
Elodie: Well, if you donât know where weâre going, and you canât follow us, how do you plan to find our location?
Fast-forward
[ Aram and Elodie arrive at the event the event. They are scanned by guards ]
Aram: With an ELT beacon. Weâll smuggle the device in disassembled so we can get it past security.
Elodie: Disassembled.
Liz: Youâre going to wear the device into the building in pieces.
[ Liz shows Elodie an ornate necklace she will wear, the watch Aram will wear etc ]
Fast-forward
[ Aram and Elodie walk along a pier holding hands and board a yacht ]
Cooper: Once inside, Aram will assemble the device, activate the signal, and itâll give our team your location.
Elodie: And once you get the signal?
Ressler: Weâll come and get you.
Elodie: Okay. I get it. We literally have no idea where weâre going.
Aram: No. We donât. Itâll be okay. I promise.
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[ The yacht sails ]
âȘ Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh
[ A stately mansion. Aram and Elodie are dressed in evening wear. Elodie wears a glittering silver and gold gown and the ornate necklace. They are greeted by several elegantly dressed women ]
Woman: Miss Radcliffe, Mr. Aubeelauck, welcome. If you would.
[ They are given large translucent bracelets to wear ]
âȘ Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Woman: For The Defiance. Enjoy your stay.
âȘ Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
[ Elodie and Aram enter a large ballroom where a live string ensemble plays classical music ]
[ Wine is offered ]
Elodie: Thank you.
Aram: Cheers.
Elodie: Cheers.
Aram: Hmm.
Elodie: [ Referring to the bracelets ] Why do we need these again?
Aram: I have no idea.
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[ Katarina Rostova enters Lizâs apartment using a key made from the impression she took earlier. She exchanges one of Agnesâs princess dolls for one just like it that she has brought. But the new doll is bugged ]
Berdy: [ Over comms ] Signalâs clear. Weâre good.
Katarina: I miss having children.
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[ The venue ]
Aram: I need to tie my shoe.
[ Aram retrieves the main component of the ELT device from the heel of his shoe ]
Aram: Mm. Hand me the antenna.
[ Elodie pulls a wire from her necklace and hands it to Aram ]
[ Thelonius Prackett appears suddenly ]
Prackett: And what are you two up to?
Aram: What? Oh.
[ BOTH CHUCKLE ]
Aram: Uh- We, uh- Hmm. We were, uh- We were just, uh, talking about how delicious those little shrimp tartlets are.
Elodie: Uh, heâs quite a foodie.
Aram: I am a foodie.
Elodie: Mm-hmm.
Aram: I am- Iâm such a foodie. Iâm- Iâm a foodie.
Prackett: Well, eat all you like. Drink all you like. Tonight is an event that none of us will soon forget. Have fun, my friends. And good luck.
[ Prackett steps away ]
Elodie: âGood luckâ? Why would he say, âGood luckâ?
Aram: I have no idea and I donât want to find out.
[ Aram assembles the ELT beacon ] [ DEVICE WHIRS UP ]
Aram: Letâs keep moving, shall we? Okay.
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[ Red shows Frankie a photo of Motya Morozov ]
Red: Thatâs Motya Morozov. Heâs one of the two men I need you to photograph.
Frankie: But you already have his photograph.
Red: I have photographs of both of them.
Fast-forward:
[ ELEVATOR BELL CHIMES ]
[ Motya Morozov exits an elevator, with Frankie some distance behind him ]
Red: What I need is a photograph of them together.
Frankie: Why?
Red: The other manâs name is Fields.
Fast-forward:
[ ELEVATOR BELL CHIMES ]
[ Fields exits an elevator, with Frankie some distance behind him ]
Red: Despite staying at the same hotel, being seen together would beâ
Fast-forward:
[ LOCK BEEPS; door closes ]
Red: âquite damaging. Theyâll take every precaution to prevent that from happening.
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[ Agent Fields is sitting on a couch in the lobby of a hotel. Frankie walks up to the counter.
Concierge: How can I help you?
Frankie: You see that tall drink of water behind me? Iâm gonna ask him to marry me.
Concierge: Good for you!
Frankie: We stayed here once and had the most incredible time. In room 267. Any chance itâs still available?
Concierge: Iâll see what I can do.
[ CHUCKLES ] [ KEYS CLACKING ] [ COMPUTER BEEPS ]
Frankie: Thank you.
Concierge: Youâre welcome.
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[ Frankie lets herself in to Room 267 ]
Frankie: [ On cell phone ] The lobby is crawling with security.
[ LOCK BEEPS ]
Red: Iâm not surprised. The FBI are not known for their discretion.
Frankie: Thatâs whoâs scanning the room? The feds?! Thatâs who doesnât want a photo to be taken.
Red: As I said, neither partyâ
Frankie: You didnât tell me that one of the parties was the FBI.
Red: An oversight, admittedly.
Frankie: I thought you were working with the FBI.
Red: A small, select group of agents are in my employ.
Frankie: Any of these guys?
Red: Unfortunately not. I can see this was a mistake.
Frankie: 10 minutes. The valet line. Be there with the engine running.
Red: How are you gonna do it?
Frankie: Ding-dong ditch.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
Red: Ding-dong ditch. I loved playing [ CHUCKLING ] that as a child! [ LAUGHS ]
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[ At The Defiance venue ]
[ GLASS CLINKING loudly ]
Thelonius Prackett: May I have your attention, please?
[ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE ]
Prackett: The Defiance is here. The spectacle we are about to witness only has meaning because each of us is invested. The pledge we made is what binds us. Itâs what lets us feel like weâre alive, even if only for one night. [ BREATHES SHARPLY ] Each of us has agreed to embrace this challenge, and yet only one of us will face it. For that unlucky member, may it be some small consolation to remember we ask no risk of you that we have not taken ourselves. With that, The Defiance begins in one hour. Good luck to us all.
[ BEEP ] [ All the bracelets begin glowing green ]
Elodie: Oh, my God. The Player.
Aram: They choose one from the guests.
[ The basket of numbered balls is spun ]
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Aram: I donât know whatâs taking so long. Itâs online and transmitting.
Elodie: So, why arenât they here? Are we maybe out of range?
Aram: No, it doesnât matter where we are. Itâs GPS activated.
Elodie: Okay, so, where are they, then?
Aram: I donât know. But the only thing that could possibly interfere would be a sun-flare â a jammer.
Elodie: So, the FBI has no idea weâre here.
Aram: I donât think so.
Elodie: So, now what?
Prackett: Ladies and gentlemen, itâs time. Are you ready to meet the Player?
[ BEEP ] [ Elodieâs bracelet alone glows red ]
Elodie: Oh, my God.
Aram: Okay. Okay. Okay.
Elodie: Oh, my God!
Aram: Okay, Elodie, weâre gonna figure this out. Weâre gonna figure this out. Itâs gonna be fine. Itâs gonna be fine.
Elodie: Just No. No. Wait.
[ The guards come to pull Elodie away ]
Elodie: No, wait! Wait! Wait! Hold on! Hold on, stop! Please donât! No!
Aram: Iâm gonna come for you, okay?
Elodie: Stop it! Please! Stop! Donât do this!
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[ In a hotel room, Motya Morozov shows photos to FBI Agent Fields ]
Motya: Him. Thatâs Kirilenko. Head of Russian Vor in America.
Frankieâs Voice: [ From outside the room, loudly ] Get away from me!
[ GLASS SHATTERING ]
Frankieâs Voice: Stop, youâre hurting me!
[ Agent Fields reflexively heads toward the door ]
Agent Fields: FBI!
[ Door opens ] [ Frankie pushes Fields down ] [ CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS ]
Agent Fields: [ GRUNTS ]
Motya: Stop her!
[ Frankie slams the door shut on Motya ]
Motya: [ GRUNTS ] [ SPEAKING RUSSIAN ]
[ Motya wraps her phone in a plastic bag. When Motya finally gets the door open, Frankie dives into the pool ]
Woman: Oh! Oh, my Wow.
Frankie surfaces: [ BREATHES SHARPLY ]
[ She swims past a child with a flotation noodle ]
Frankie: Hi. Nice noodle.
[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ] [ Frankie walks toward Redâs car, still dripping ]
Red: [ To Dembe ] Sheâs good â She is very good. [ LAUGHS ] [ CHUCKLES ]
[ Frankie gets in ] [ She shows the photo she took on her phone )
Frankie: I believe this makes us even.
Red: [ LAUGHS ] Dembe, we can tell Edward weâll be ready for takeoff in 20. Francesca. Your husband, whatâs his name?
Frankie: Paul- Paul Farwell.
Red: Absent head winds, in two hours, you and Paul will be celebrating your anniversary at The Peppermill as planned. I recommend the corn chowder. [ LAUGHING ] Oh, my! Ding-dong ditch. [ LAUGHING ]
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[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
[ Aram steps into a corridor, closing the door behind him. He searches and finds a bank of power switches. He shuts them all off. The venue goes dark ]
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[ BEEPING; a disturbance registers on Resslerâs screen ]
Ressler: Hey. Hey! We finally got something.
Cooper: Bring up the map overlay.
[ KEYS CLACKING ] [ BEEPING ]
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[ Men search the halls ]
â End of the hall to the left.
â Oh.
â Connections are all solid.
â Oh
[ Aram turns the switches back on. Power at the venue is restored ]
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[ BEEPING ] [ The signal goes out on Resslerâs computer ]
Cooper: What happened?
Ressler: I donât know. We lost the signal. But we got a location.
Cooper: Scramble the HRT choppers. You and Keen need to get there now.
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[ The venue ]
Prackett: Ladies and gentlemen, after our brief interruption â itâs now time. Welcome to The Defiance.
[ A red curtain is drawn to reveal Elaine in a glass cubicle about the size of a shower stall ] [ APPLAUSE ]
Prackett: Tonight, our Player faces a most desperate challenge. Using only the tools left inside the chamber, our Player must find a way to save her life by unlocking the device and climbing free from her tomb. But this device, this Defiance offers an additional challenge, one involving [ IMITATES CLOCK TICKING ] â Time. Our Player not only has to get out, she has to do so before she suffocates. Playerâ
[ Water and ice begin to flow into the cubicle ]
Elodie: [ SCREAMS ]
Prackett: âgive us a show we wonât forget!
Elodie: Stop it! I mean, stop it!
Prackett: And good luck.
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[ Aram has returned ]
Elodie: Please, donât do this! I canât get this open! I I I canât! I donât know how to do this!
Flashback: Aram flashes back to Samar being trapped in the submerged van and his rescuing her.
Aram: [ Softly ] Come on, guys.
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[ Motya Morozov and his crew are in the restaurant kitchen slurping up long noodles ]
[ A woman hands Motya a large manila envelope ]
Motya: [ In Russian ] Whatâs this?
Woman: [ In Russian ] From him. The man with the hat.
[ Motya takes out the photo Frankie took of Motya with the FBI agent ]
Red: Is that stroganoff? Yes! [ LAUGHS ] Mmm! Iâm always hunting for a new recipe.
Motya: The woman. You sent her?
Red: I did. After our last conversation, I felt you needed a soupçon of motivation.
[ Motyaâs GUN COCKS. So does Dembeâs ]
Motya: I told you that if you come back, Iâm gonnaâ
Red: Yes, I know, youâd shoot first and not bother with the questions later. But â But(!) quite a bit has changed since then.
Motya: This photo prove nothing.
Red: They prove you went to Miami [ WHISPERING ] to meet in secret with the FBI. I was told you were a snitch. And unless you do as I instruct, everyone else will know the truth, as well.
Motya: Rostova.
Red: When you get a lead, I get a lead. When you get a location, I get to go there first.
[ Red tastes the stroganoff ]
Red: Mmm. The nutmeg is nice. Needs salt.
[ Red tosses the ladle onto the counter ] [ SILVERWARE CLATTERS ]
[ Red and Dembe leave ]
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Elodie: [ CRYING ] Please stop this! The police! The FBI they know. They know all about you.
[ LAUGHTER ]
Elodie: Theyâre gonna arrest all of you. Aram! Aram, please, make it stop! Please tell them! Please! Please tell them.
[ Prackett whispers something to a guard ]
Guard: Mr. Aubeelauck. I need you to come with me, please.
Elodie: Make it stop!
Aram: What? No.
Guard: Sir, Iâm not asking.
Aram: Umâ
Elodie: Aram!
Aram: âcould you, uh could you just, uh, uh, give me a minute?
[ Aram takes a glass of wine and sips it ]
Guard: Sir, weâre leaving now.
[ CROWD CHEERING ]
Aram: Mr. Prackettâs gonna be very upset with you.
Guard: Upset with me for what?
[ Aram smashes his wineglass into the Guardâs face and gets his gun ]
[ GUNSHOTS đ„đ„đ„ ] [ He misses Prackett but hits a couple guards ] [ PEOPLE SCREAMING ]
[ âĄïžFightingâĄïž] [ GRUNTS ] [ CROWD SCREAMING ]
[ Elodie is almost covered in ice water ] [ Aram shoots into the corner of the cubicle, to little effect ] [ Then he throws the gun itself against the glass. It shatters and the water, ice and Elodie spill out ]
Aram: [ GASPING ] FBI! Everybody on the ground. Nobody move.
[ Most people get down ]
[ Elise gets up and they run ]
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Elise: [ PANTING ] Where are we going?
Aram: I donât know.
â The jammerâs back up. Theyâre not going anywhere.
â Secure the east exit.
[ Aram and Elise duck into a corner ]
Aram: [ WHISPERING ] Shh, shh.
â Check that door!
Elise: [ Whispering ] Where are your friends?
Aram: I donât know.
[ She kisses him ]
Aram: What was that for?
Elodie: Thank you.
Aram: We have to keep moving.
Elodie: Okay.
Aram: Weâre almost there.
Elodie: Okay.
[ They run but Guards appear ]
Elodie: [ GASPS ] Aah!
[ GUNS COCK ]
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[ Aram and Elodie are taken back to the ballroom )
[ CROWD MURMURING ]
Prackett: Welcome back.
Aram: Let her go.
Prackett: This really is a first.
Aram: Iâm an FBI agent, and youâre gonna let her go.
Prackett: You must know, if youâre an FBI agent, that we canât let you go and expose our guests. So, youâre going to come with me, youâre going to tell my men exactly what the FBI know, and then weâre gonna take you to the waterâs edge and drown you.
[ APPLAUSE ]
Elodie: No, wait.
Aram: She had nothing to do with this. Iâm the one you want.
Prackett: Whatâs done is done.
[ CROWD SHOUTING ]
â Kill them slowly!
â Drown them!
[ SHOUTING CONTINUES ]
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[ The FBI SWAT Team arrives with âĄïžflash bangsâĄïž ]
â FBI! [ đ„đ„ GUNSHOTS đ„đ„ ]
â Go, go, go!
â FBI!
â Hands! Hands up! Letâs see âem!
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
â Hands! Hands in the air.
[ CROWD MURMURING ]
Prackett: [ CHUCKLES ] Some Defiance.
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[ An interrogation room ]
Ressler: You find this funny?
Prackett: I think itâs thrilling.
Liz:The other society members donât share your enthusiasm. Theyâre too busy turning on you. So far, theyâve detailed six murders.
Prackett: People want risk. I give it to them. The chance to feel alive.
Liz:Is that what you gave Vance Palmer when you locked him in a box with a bomb he couldnât defuse?
Prackett: If everyoneâs talked, why talk to me? Snitches roll uphill. Iâm on top.
Liz: Not quite. Louis Steinhil. Iâm told you hired him once.
Prackett: Never heard of him.
Ressler: Well, thatâs too bad. âCause if you had, we could have recommended to the D.A. that he take the death penalty off the table. [ SIGHS ] Then again, lethal injection sure would give you a chance to feel alive â you know, before it kills you.
Prackett: What- Whatâs his name again?
Liz: Steinhil. Louis T. Itâs an anagram for The Illusionist.
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Red: You said The Peppermill didnât deliver the champagne?
Dembe: They said there were no reservations under Farwell or Campbell.
Red: Francesca said she was married. But according to Glen, the DMV database lists her as single.
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[ CELLPHONE RINGS ] [ BEEP ]
Frankie: Hello?
Red: When itâs appropriate, Iâd like to engage your services.
Frankie: I thought we were even.
Red: We are. Youâre under no obligation, but I could use a capable operative.
Frankie: Do you need an answer right now?
Red: Oh, my goodness. Oh, how rude of me. Itâs your anniversary. Did you make it to The Peppermill?
Frankie: I did. Weâre here now.
Red: And here I am talking shop. Go, have fun. I hope Paul knows how lucky he is.
Frankie: How could he forget? I remind him every day.
[ BEEP ] [ Frankie is at home, eating take-out ]
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[ FOOTSTEPS ] [ Liz finds a basket of items for Agnes at her door ]
Red: [ On phone ] Hello? Elizabeth? Elizabeth.
Liz: Oh, hey, sorry about that. Umâ Give me one second.
[ LOCK DISENGAGES ] [ DOOR CREAKS ]
Red: Okay.
Liz: So, I was just calling to tell you I got what you wanted. An address on Steinhil.
Red: Tell me.
[ Berdy is listening in through the bug in Agnesâs princess doll ]
Liz: Hmm.
[ Liz reads a note from Katarina: ]
For Agnes
I hope all your fairy tales come true
X Maddy
Liz: Some people are so thoughtful.
Red: Steinhil. Where is he?
ââ
Berdy: They found Steinhil.
Katarina: [ BREATHES SHARPLY ] Thatâs too bad. Iâd grown quite fond of him.
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[ Steinhilâs apartment ] [ Red and Dembe enter ] [ DOOR CREAKING ]
[ On the closed bedroom door is a note: âYouâre good, but Iâm better. Kâ ]
[ Red crushes the note and puts it in his pocket ] [ PAPER CRINKLES ]
[ Door opens ]
[ Steinfil lies dead on his bed ]
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[ Lizâs apartment ]
[ KNOCK ON DOOR ] [ DOOR CREAKS ]
Katarina: [ GASPS ] Well, hello, young lady.
Agnes: Thank you for the books.
Katarina: [ CHUCKLES ] Youâre very welcome.
Agnes: Would you like to read one to me?
Katarina: Oh, well, Iâd love that. Would you like me to?
[ Agnes nods ]
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[ Cooperâs office. Cooper pours scotch into two glasses ]
Cooper: You did well out there today.
Aram: Uh â eventually.
Cooper: You did well.
[ Auroraâs â« âRunning with the Wolvesâ plays ]
âȘ Go row the boat
Cooper: Iâm proud of you.
âȘ To safer grounds
ââ
Katarina: âOnce upon a time, there lived a little country girl, the prettiest creature who was ever seen. Her mother was extremely fond of her; and her grandmother doted on her still more.â
[ Liz looks on, smiling ]
âȘ My mind still fears
ââ
Cooper: Howâs Mrs. Radcliffe?
Aram: Sheâs, uhâ Sheâs okay. You know, I think part of her found all the danger exhilarating. Itâs crazy, right?
Cooper: [ CHUCKLES ] Iâve long since given up trying to figure out what excites people or why. Yeah, and getting your kicks from Les Fleurs du Mal is crazy. But, uh, as a general rule, I admire people who insist on finding ways to be exhilarated.
Aram: As opposed to being okay with feeling numb.
âȘ But weâre running out of time
Cooper: Youâre not okay with it. Youâre scared to feel again, which is understandable.
âȘ All the echoes in my mind cry
Cooper: But I want to encourage you to try.
âȘ Thereâs blood on your lies
Cooper: Because as hard as it is to feel pain itâs much harder to feel nothing.
ââ
Katarina: âThe poor child did not know of the danger she was in.â
ââ
âȘ Iâm running with the wolves tonight
[ Elodieâs DOORBELL RINGS ]
âȘ Iâm running with the wolves
Aram: Hey.
âȘ Iâm running with the
Elodie: Hi.
âȘ Trick or treat
Elodie: Come in.
âȘ What would it be?
ââ
Katarina: ââGrandmother, what big ears you have.â âAll the better to hear you with, my child, â replied the wolf.â
ââ
Aram: I wanted to come by to make sure you were okay.
Elodie: I am â thanks to you.
Aram: I also, uh, stopped by, uh, to say that that you shouldnât, um you know, feel badly aboutâ
Elodie: About what?
Aram: Kissing me.
âȘ All the echoes in mind cry
Aram: You shouldnât feel badly about that at all.
âȘ Thereâs blood on your lies
The scars open wide
Elodie: I shouldnât?
Aram: Absolutely not.
[ They kiss ]
âȘ There is nowhere for you to hide
The hunterâs moon is shining
Iâm running with the wolves tonight
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Katarina: ââGrandmother, what big teeth you have.â âAll the better to eat you with,â replied the wolf. And, saying these words, the Wicked Wolf fell upon Little Red Riding Hood and ate her all up.â
âȘ Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Katarina: Sheâs an angel.
âȘ Iâm running with the wolves
Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolves
Liz: How did it happen?
âȘ Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Liz: You becoming estranged from your daughter.
âȘ Iâm running with the wolves
Iâm running with the wolvesâȘ A gift, a curse
Katarina: All that matters now is that I want to make amends.
âȘ Say, can you dream in nightmares seems?
Liz: I was estranged from my mother.
âȘ Where hope is left so incomplete
Liz: I would hope that she would want to make amends with me, too.
Katarina: Iâm sure she does.
âȘ Iâm running with the Iâm running with the wolves
Liz: Well I hope it happens.
âȘ Iâm running with the Iâm running with the
[ Liz picks up Agnes, who has fallen asleep ]
Liz: Ohh.
âȘ Iâm running with the wolves
Katarina: For a long time, I didnât think that would ever happen.
âȘ Iâm running with the wolves
Katarina: Now Iâm beginning to think it will.
âȘ Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolves
Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolves
[ Katarina quietly lets herself out ]
âȘ Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolves
Iâm running with the
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â« Running with the Wolves
By AuroraâȘ Go row the boat to safer grounds
But donât you know weâre stronger now
My heart still beats and my skin still feels
My lungs still breathe, my mind still fearsâȘ But weâre running out of time
Oh, all the echoes in my mind cryâȘ Thereâs blood on your lies
The scars open wide
There is nowhere for you to hide
The hunterâs moon is shiningâȘ Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolves
Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolvesâȘ Iâm running with the
âȘ Trick or treat, what would it be?
I walk alone, Iâm everything
My ears can hear and my mouth can speak
My spirit talks, I know my soul believesâȘ But weâre running out of time
Oh, all the echoes in my mind cryâȘ Thereâs blood on your lies
The scars open wide
There is nowhere for you to hide
The hunterâs moon is shiningâȘ Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolves
Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolvesâȘ Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolves
Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolvesâȘ A gift, a curse
They track and hurt
Say can you dream
In nightmares seems
A million voices, silent dreams
Where hope is left so incompleteâȘ Iâm running with theâŠ
Iâm running with the wolves
Iâm running with theâŠ
Iâm running with theâŠ
Iâm running with theâŠ
Iâm running with the wolvesâȘ Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolves
Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolvesâȘ Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolves
Iâm running with the wolves tonight
Iâm running with the wolvesâȘ Iâm running with theâŠ
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Program air date: 10/25/2019 in the US
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Director: Stephanie Marquardt
Written by: Sean Hennen
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Brief (Where weâre at): Following a lead from Francesca (âFrankieâ) Caldwell, a female former combat medic who worked for Louis T Steinhil (the Illusionist, Blacklister #27) and is now indebted to Red, the FBI Team tracked down a secret society named âLes Fleurs du Mal,â named after a book of decadent poetry by 19th Century poet Charles Baudelaire. Under cover as âShameel Aubeelauck,â a wealthy Emirati, Aram â along with Elodie Radcliffe (whose husband was left in a coma by the group) â attend one of the groupâs events, called âThe Defiance,â in which a group of wealthy, bored thrill seekers look on as one of their members is selected to solve an almost impossible challenge or suffer a gruesome death. But the master of ceremonies, Thelonius Prackett, may have had his suspicions about Elodieâs motives and she was the unlucky person chosen for the challenge. Worse, the ELT beacon Aram and Elodie were given to signal their location to the FBI was jammed. As Elodie was taken away, Aram found the the breakers for the island facility, which he briefly threw, signaling their location to the FBI.
Elodieâs challenge was to find her way out of a glass cubicle filling with water and ice. This caused Aram to flash back to Samarâs near drowning. He overpowered a guard and got his gun which he used to gain the upperhand. He then threw the gun at the glass cubicle, freeing Elodie. They ran â and kissed â before being captured. But the FBI arrived and saved the day.
Under interrogation, Thelonius Prackett gave up Steinhilâs address to take the death sentence off the table. Liz called Red from home to share the address, but Katarina Rostova (known to Liz as âMaddy Tolliver,â her new neighbor) had earlier made an imprint of Lizâs apartment key when Liz asked her in for coffee. Katarina later let herself in when Liz was gone and planted a listening device in one of Agnesâs princess Barbies, so she learned Steinhilâs address too when Liz called Red to tell him and she beat Red to the location, leaving a note âYouâre good, but Iâm better.â
Meanwhile, Red has been trying to interfere with the âTownsend Directive,â a contract on Katarinaâs life, and to use it to lead him to Katarina. To settle her debt to Red, Frankie Caldwell volunteered to get a compromising photo of Russian mobster Motya Morozov snitching to an FBI agent, a task she performed with such skill that Red later offered to hire her as an operative. Motya must now tell Red first of any leads on Katarina or risk Red disseminating the photo.
Katarina has continued to befriend Liz â and Agnes, for whom she left a basket of books of fairy tales with a note âI hope all your fairy tales come true. X Maddy.â Later, she stops by and reads âLittle Red Riding Hoodâ to Agnes, ending with:
âGrandmother, what big teeth you have.â âAll the better to eat you with,â replied the wolf. And, saying these words, the Wicked Wolf fell upon Little Red Riding Hood and ate her all up.
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â Script 7:4 Kuwait
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[ Kuwait City, Kuwait, circa 1989 ] [ A young Navy Intelligence Lieutenant Harold Cooper drives a jeep through dusty streets with a colleague, Daniel Hutton ]
Cooper: You told him about the money?
Daniel Hutton: I did what I had to. You didnât leave me a choice.
Cooper: You had a choice. The choice to do exactly what I told you to do and leave it alone.
Hutton: I donât take my orders from you.
Cooper: You have no idea how much worse youâve made this, Hutton.
Hutton: That some sort of threat?
[ They are suddenly ambushed ] [ đ„ GUNFIRE đ„ ]
Hutton: Oh! Iâm hit! Oh, God! Iâm hit!
Cooper: Hold on, hold on, hold on!
[ The jeep backs up and hits a land mine ] [ đ„đ„âŒïž Explosion âŒïžđ„đ„ ]
[ Cooper drives forward ]
[ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ]
Cooper: [ Into walkie-talkie ] Get us out of here. Minesweep! This is Minesweep One! We are under attack. Three clicks north of Al Jahar! Hutton, get down! This is Minesweeper One. Lieutenant Harold Cooper. We are under fire. Repeat This is Lieutenant Harold Cooper, Minesweeper One. We are under attack. Hang on, Hutton. Hold on!
[ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ]
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[ Lizâs apartment. She is showing the application from a woman named Denora Mejia to be Agnesâs nanny to her new neighbor, âMaddy Tolliver.â âMaddyâ is actually her mother Katarina Rostova, who Liz has not known since she was about four and does not recognize ]
Liz: Well, what do you think â great, right?
Katarina/âMaddyâ: She has a lot of experience.
Liz: Yeah, all her references raved about her. Weâre meeting this afternoon, but I have a good feeling about her.
[ When Lizâs back is turned, Katarina takes a photo of the application ]
Katarina: Looks like you found yourself a nanny.
Liz: Which is a huge relief. I mean, itâs impossible to find someone great.
Katarina: Mm. I wouldnât know.
Liz: Have you reached out to her yet â to your daughter?
Katarina: I havenât worked up the courage up yet.
Liz: You should just do it.
Katarina: I put her through some dark times.
Liz: Have you noticed the men parked across the street every day? Every night?
Katarina: I thought so, but I wasnât sure.
Liz: Theyâre there for my protection.
Katarina: Yours? Why? Who do you need protection from?
Liz: My mother.
Katarina: No, that that canât be true.
Liz: Just trust me. Whatever pushed you and your daughter apart, itâs nothing compared to what me and my mother have gone through. Just call her. Iâm sure sheâd appreciate it.
Katarina: Would you appreciate it if your mother called you?
Liz: It doesnât matter. Sheâs not going to.
Katarina: But if she did.
Liz: She wonât. My mother isnât like you. You want a relationship with your daughter. She doesnât.
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[ Cooperâs office. Liz enters ]
Liz: Hey. Whatâs going on?
Cooper: Weâve done great work. Important work. Work we can be proud of.
Liz: I think so, too.
Cooper: Iâve made up my mind about Reddingtonâs true identity. Iâm going to tell Main Justice.
Liz: And risk having them shut us down?
Cooper: As I say, weâve done great work.
Liz: But does it really matter who he is? To the job weâre doing, I mean.
Cooper: Not to me.
Liz: It will to them.
Cooper: Was there something you wanted?
Liz: Yeah. I, uh, wanted this afternoon off. I found a nanny. Well, I-I think I did. Iâm meeting with her this afternoon.
Cooper: I told you before â take whatever time you need.
Liz: About Reddington. Have you already reached out to Main Justice?
Cooper: Yes. Iâve set a meeting with Cynthia Panabaker.
[ Aram appears ]
Aram: Sir. [ KNOCK ON DOOR ] Uh, this just came in over SIPRNet. Odd, right?
Liz: Whatâs odd about it?
Aram: It was sent from an unofficial CIA outpost in Zahedan.
Cooper: Youâre sure this is correct?
Aram: I decoded it myself.
Cooper: I need verification. Fingerprints, dog tags, a photo â whatever they can send us right away.
Aram: Yes, sir. But who is Daniel Hutton?
Cooper: A man who died 30 years ago.
[ Cooper makes a call ] [ TELEPHONE DIALING ] [ PHONE LINE RINGING ]
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[ Arlington National Cemetary. Cooper walks up to the headstone of Daniel Hutton ] [ Red joins him. As they talk, images from Daniel Huttonâs appearance at the CIA outpost are interposed ]
Red: Visiting old ghosts?
Cooper: I received some news today. Daniel Hutton is alive.
Red: Well, thatâs not possible.
Cooper: He walked out of the mountains of Southern Iran yesterday. Found his way to a classified CIA outpost.
Red: Daniel Hutton is dead, Harold. We both know that.
Cooper: Do we? Because it seems heâs risen like Lazarus from the grave. Hutton is reporting heâs been kept prisoner at multiple locations in the Middle East since 1989. He escaped from captivity a week ago, asked for me by name. CIA assets in Iran reached out to us directly. They donât want anything to do with this. Heâs asking for my help to get him out of the country, or his captors will hunt him down and kill him. Did you know? All this time?
Red: Did I know what?
Cooper: That heâs alive? While you held this over my head.
[ Cooper holds out a thumb drive ]
Red: I gave you that so you could put the whole incident behind you, not carry it like an albatross around your neck. I believed, as you believed, that the man was dead and that the issue of what happened there in Kuwait was resolved.
Cooper: I wonât look the other way again. Iâve carried this secret for way too long. I have to do something.
Red: I suggest the utmost discretion. To preserve flexibility.
Cooper: What do you mean, flexibility?
Red: Itâs Iran, Harold. We canât just stroll through the front door. We donât know what weâre walking into. So we keep it small. No team. Just you and I. Until you look this man in the eye.
Until you know for sure what you plan to do.
Cooper: I plan to do the right thing.
Red: Weâll soon find out, wonât we?
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[ On Redâs plane, Cooper watches a video of himself made at the time giving an account of what happened in the ambush: ]
[ Video: ]
Young Cooper: It happened fast. I remember Lieutenant Hutton getting hit. I remember radioing and returning fire, but they were everywhere. I tried to keep him safe, but next thing I knew they had taken him. He was gone.
Interviewer (Nametag: âReddingtonâ): Your actions were commendable, Lieutenant Cooper. But I have to ask you about reports that you and Lieutenant Hutton were seen having an argument prior to these events.
Cooper: That never happened.
Interviewer: What never happened? That you had words, or that they were argumentative?
[ Cooper recalls the confrontation he had with Hutton: ]
[ Flashback: ]
[ Hutton is stacking crates labeled âMedical Suppliesâ when one slips and the cover of the crate comes off. Inside are large packages of American currency wrapped in plastic. ]
Cooper: What are you doing?
Hutton: What is this, Harold? These are supposed to be med supplies.
Cooper: Close the crate.
Hutton: Whereâs this going? Who are you funding? Is it the Kurds? Youâre smuggling cash over the border to Iraq to fund rebelsâ
Cooper: I said close the crate.
Hutton: Weâre here to help stabilize this region, not bankroll some private, dirty little war.
Cooper: Dan, Iâm warning you just close the crate.
[ CLICK ] [ Red walks up from behind Cooper and takes a seat across from him ]
Red: I forgot how handsome you were back then, Harold. And how loosely tethered to the facts.
Cooper: Youâre one to talk about facts. Arenât you, Mr. Koslov?
Red: Ah! So Elizabeth finally told you. She took longer than I thought she would. Once word was out, I figured I was on borrowed time. And Iâm sure, knowing you as I do, that youâll feel an obligation to report this to the powers that be.
Cooper: I donât see a way around it.
Red: If you do that, Harold, theyâll take the task force away from you. Itâll be the end of what youâve built.
Cooper: Iâm sorry. Itâs my duty.
Red: Mm. Well, weâre not finished just yet, are we? You must admit, though, itâs ironic. Us jetting over there to protect your secret, and you refusing to protect mine.
Cooper: Weâre not âprotectingâ anything. Weâre righting what was wrong.
Red: Keep telling yourself that.
Cooper: How do you even know about Hutton? The real Reddington was there. He was part of an oversight panel and testified about it later. But youâre not him. How do you know anything about it if you werenât there?
Red: I know because â I know. Because whoever I once was, I am now and will continue to be Raymond Reddington. Given where weâre going, the real question is, who are you? Are you the man in front of me who I know to be good and decent? Or are you the man from years ago who got himself into this mess in the first place?
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[ DOOR OPENS, INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER ] [ Dembe enters ]
Dembe: Weâll be arriving shortly. Farhad will meet us at the airstrip.
Red: Do you think Hutton knows? Do you think he has any idea what part you played in what happened back then?
Cooper: I donât think so. Otherwise, he wouldnât have asked for me.
Red: Letâs hope not. Because if he does hold you responsible and if he plans to tell the world, then weâll have to shut him up.
Cooper: Iâm not gonna do that.
Red: No, I know. [ INHALES DEEPLY ] I guess thatâs why Iâm here.
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[ Lizâs apartment. She is interviewing Denora Mejia to be Agnesâs new nanny ]
Liz: I can work pretty crazy hours.
Denora: Oh, thatâs fine.
Liz: Some weekends, some traveling.
Denora: Honestly, whatever you need. If it helps, I can stay here when youâre gone so Agnes can keep her routine.
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[ Katarina and Berdy are listening to the conversation via the listening device Katarina planted on Agnesâs princess doll ]
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Liz: I spoke to some of your references. Is it true that you watched their kids and cooked?
Denora: Yes, I love to cook.
Liz: Oh, good, âcause on my best day, the best I can do is peanut butter and jelly and tuna fish.
Denora: Youâre busy. My job is to put time into areas you canât.
Liz: You have no idea how much I need that. How much Agnes needs it.
Denora: Iâd be lucky to do it.
Liz: Great. When can you start?
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[ Redâs plane is parked at a small air strip in Iran. Farhad enters the plane ]
Red: Farhad! You son of a cur. Itâs been an awfully long time.
[ They exchange the customary cheek kisses ]
Farhad: You look good, my friend. And prosperous.
Red: [ LAUGHS ]
Farhad: May Khodah in his infinite wisdom keep the sanctions in place for as long as possible.
Red: Of course, you remember Dembe. And this is the associate of mine we spoke about.
Cooper: You violated sanctions on Iran?
Red: Sanctions have caused a certain amount of investment in Iran to dry up. Itâs a barren garden. I decided to water it.
Farhad: At a healthy interest rate.
Red: Itâs all the rage! Despite my associateâs reflexive flag waving, heâs a fine man in need of careful guidance in and out of this CIA outpost everyone pretends to know nothing about.
Farhad: Iâve made the arrangements as discussed one of my best men to drive you and a backup vehicle for protection. This close to the border, there are checkpoints all over the place. They can be tricky.
Red: Fortunately, the right bribes can get a man where he needs to go. Iâll have a double Scotch waiting for you when you get back.
Cooper: Youâre not coming?
Red: Iâve made a lot of trouble in Iran through the years. Best not to have a sore thumb sticking out.
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[ Zahedan, Iran ]
Driver: When we get to the checkpoint, donât speak. Donât draw attention. Just look out the windshield at the view.
Cooper: Theyâll forget me the moment they see me.
[ The driver stops and hands passports and a thick wad of bills to the guard ]
[ MEN CONVERSING IN FARSI in background ]
[ The guard takes the money ]
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[ Inside the CIA post ] [ A man in plain clothes and long hair who is a CIA asset slaps an envelope on the table for Cooper ]
CIA Asset: These dog tags were the only thing he had on him.
Cooper: You have a release?
CIA Asset: You kidding? We donât exist. We didnât invite this guy here, and we sure as hell donât want him found here. Heâs your problem now.
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[ KEYS JINGLE ] [ Cooper opens door ] [ Hutton sits at a table, his eyes closed ]
Cooper: Hutton?
Hutton: Harold? Hey, is it really you?
Cooper: Itâs me, Dan.
[ Hutton looks up and opens his eyes ]
Hutton: [ LAUGHING ] Iâve dreamt of this moment so many times.
Cooper: I canât believe Iâm looking at you. I went to your funeral. How did you survive?
Hutton: I donât know. They tortured me for I donât know how long, traded me, sold me for intel â different factions.
Cooper: Do you remember anyone who had you? Even for a short time?
Hutton: There was an Iranian. They called him The Simoon.
Cooper: Everyone in the intelligence community has heard of him. Heâs been a dangerous intel leak in the Middle East for years. Name means âpoison wind.â Everywhere he goes, people die. The intel heâs given to terrorist cells has led to armed embassy raids in Pakistan, a consulate bombing in Syria, the death of countless U.S. citizens. Dan, itâs a miracle youâre alive.
Hutton: [ LAUGHING ] Itâs a miracle weâre both alive. I remember that day in Kuwait. How did you survive that?
Cooper: Iâm not sure.
Hutton: But you did, thank God. [ LAUGHS ] Harold, the last time I saw youâ I want to apologize.
Cooper: Thatâs behind us now.
Hutton: I was young.
[ Flashback: ]
Cooper: What you saw was none of your business in the first place.
Hutton: Itâs too late. I went to the Captain. Iâm not gonna be an accomplice to whatever you got yourself involved with. I told him everything I saw.
Cooper: You told him about the money?
Hutton: I did what I had to. You didnât leave me a choice.
Cooper: You had a choice. The choice to do exactly what I told you to do. Leave it alone.
Hutton: I donât take my orders from you.
Cooper: You have no idea how much worse youâve made this, Hutton.
Hutton: That some sort of threat?
[ They are suddenly ambushed ] [ đ„ GUNFIRE đ„ ]
Hutton: Oh! Iâm hit! Oh, God! Iâm hit!
Cooper: Hold on, hold on, hold on!
Hutton: It all seems so unimportant now. But I knew, sitting in captivity, despite what I did, that you would come back for me. You would never abandon me. Because youâre honorable. Thatâs what sustained me. That if Harold Cooper survived that firefight, he would come back for me, no matter what.
[ đ„đ„âŒïž Explosion âŒïžđ„đ„ ]
[ Cooper drives forward ]
[ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ]
Cooper: Minesweep! This is Minesweep One! We are under attack. Under fire.This is Lieutenant Harold Cooper, Minesweeper One.
We are under attack.
[ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ]
Hutton: [ Emotionally ] So when I finally escaped and I knew enough to get myself here, I also knew there was only one person that I could reach out to â one person who would stop at nothing to get me the rest of the way home. And here you are to rescue me.
Cooper: Dan. Iâm gonna get you home.
[ They clasp hands ]
Hutton: Thank you, my friend. Thank you.
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[ Red is relaxing in an opium den ]
Red: Taste a bit of allspice?
Farhad: Youâre right. For arthritis and libido.
Red: Huh. [ WATER BUBBLING ]
Farhad: Whoever your friendâs package is, I assume the outpost wants to get rid of him.
Red: I would assume as much. But Iâm sure the Revolutionary Guard would like to have him.
Farhad: Theyâd find him sooner or later.
Red: Well, time, for now, is on our side. [ WATER BUBBLING ]
[ Dembe enters ]
Dembe: I think we may have a situation.
Red: Have you heard from Harold?
Dembe: No. But our scouts say the route between him and the airstrip is suddenly swarming with patrols.
Farhad: Trouble?
Red: How many extra men can you bring me? Iâm paying $3,000 a man now. Iâll double it. I need men who can shoot straight.
Farhad: Iâll make the call.
[ CELLPHONE RINGING ]
Red: Ah. [ CELLPHONE BEEPS ] Harold? You on your way?
Cooper: Not quite. Iâve spoken with Hutton. Thereâs been a development.
Red: What kind?
Cooper: Hutton told me the last person who held him in captivity is a man known as The Simoon.
Red: Harold, you got to get the hell out of there right now.
Cooper: Why? What do you know?
Red: The roads are swarming with patrols, which means The Simoon is already on the scent. You need to get back to the airstrip as fast as you can. Weâll have the engines running.
Cooper: Heâs mobilized to find Hutton?
Red: And heâll burn the city to find him. Iâm bringing on extra men. Weâll lock down the landing field. You just get yourself there in one piece, and Iâll get us airborne.
Cooper: We can be there in 30 minutes.
Red: 30 minutes. Go. Now. [ To Farhad: ] That gives you 15. Notify your men. Tell them to expect a fight. Itâs gonna be a hell of a lot more difficult getting out of town than it was getting in.
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[ On the street near Lizâs apartment, Berdy and Katarina approach Denora Mejia. They are impersonating FBI agents ]
Berdy: Denora Mejia?
Denora: Yes?
[ They flash badges ]
Berdy: Agent Kevin Thompson. This is Agent Ritter. Can we talk?
Katarina: Itâs about Elizabeth Keen.
Denora: I donât understand.
Berdy: But youâre familiar with the name Raymond Reddington.
Denora: What does this have to do withâ
Berdy: Have you heard of him?
Denora: Of course. Heâs a wanted fugitive.
Berdy: Heâs also Keenâs father.
[ Katarina hands Denora a manila envelope ]
Katarina: Open it.
[ She takes out photos ]
Katarina: That man is one of our agents. Heâs staking out Keenâs building. Four years go, Reddington and Keen went on the run together. She was on the FBIâs Most Wanted list.
Denora: It says here her name is Masha Rostova. It also says sheâs the daughter of a KGB agent.
Katarina: A notorious KGB agent named Katarina Rostova. The agent out front Heâs not looking for Reddington. Heâs looking for her. As bad as he is, Rostovaâs worse.
Berdy: The child youâre being asked to care for is their granddaughter. Theyâre in Keenâs life, and if you take this job, theyâll be in yours, as well.
Denora: Right.
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[ Cooperâs driver drives Cooper and Hutton toward the air strip ]
Hutton: Iâm sorry. I never meant to put anyone in danger.
Cooper: Weâll make it, Dan. 20 minutes, and weâre in the air.
Hutton: Yeah. All seems too familiar. Long ride, hostile territory.
Cooper: Try and relax.
Hutton: I canât go back, Harold. Not another hole in the ground.
Cooper: Youâre not going back.
Hutton: Yeah, well, this guy, The Simoon, if he comes after us [ LAUGHING ] maybe he can take you this time instead.
[ CELLPHONE RINGING ]
Red: [ On phone ] You answered the phone, so youâre still alive. Where are you?
Cooper: Weâre approaching the checkpoint. Hang on.
Driver: [ In Farsi ] Hello, how are you. Thatâs for both vehicles.
Guard: [ Farsi ] Youâre together.
Driver: [ Farsi ] And in a hurry.
Cooper: [ To Red, on phone ] I donât like this.
Red: Whatâs wrong?
Cooper: The policeman at the checkpoint Heâs carrying an H&K416.
Red: Thatâs pretty new. And expensive.
Cooper: Too expensive for police.
Red: Harold, you need to get the hell out of there right now.
Cooper: We got a problem.
[ MEN SHOUTING IN FARSI ] [ They surround the car ]
Red: Harold. Harold, talk to me.
Dembe: What happened?
Red: [ To Dembe ] Get the Post Office on the phone. Harold!
[ MEN CONTINUE SHOUTING IN FARSI ]
[ Everyone is forced out of the car ]
Cooper: Tell them I work for the United States government. The FBI. Weâre here on official business.
Hutton: They know who you are, Harold.
Cooper: How could they possibly know that?
[ Hutton is handed a gun, which he points at Cooper ]
Hutton: âCause I told them.
[ GUN COCKS ]
Hutton: Looks like The Simoon wants a word with you after all.
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[ The Post Office ] [ Liz gets off the elevator ]
Liz: Anything?
Ressler: Nothing. But Aramâs on with Reddington now.
Aram: Okay, Iâve got eyes on the checkpoint.
Red: The last thing I heard was men yelling in Farsi. Lots of it. That was 13 minutes ago. And if Harold was taken, they may have put him in another vehicle.
Liz: This is about the SIPRNet cable. Daniel Hutton.
Aram: Got it. Okay, looks like they shoved him into a blue sedan. All right, tracking from there, they headed northwest, made their way to what looks like some kind of old palace or estate outside Zahedan.
Ressler: We should call the State Department.
Red: No, thereâs no time for that.
Liz: They could start back-channel negotiations.
Red: I can do better.
Ressler: What, better than the State Department?
Red: Way better. And more importantly, faster. We have one chance to get Harold out alive. So listen carefully.
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[ Cooper is inside a cage made of thick steel wire ]
Hutton: How quickly fates change. Isnât that right, Harold?
Cooper: What have you done?
Hutton: What I had to do to survive. Do you know how many different groups held me over the years? The Kurds, the Iranians. Couldnât keep track after a while. So, tell meâ How easy was it to sell me out?
Cooper: I never did that.
Hutton: You left me for dead because I found out you were illegally funding those same Kurds.
Cooper: That is not what happened!
Hutton: Because I blew the whistle.
Cooper: I had no idea we were gonna be ambushed!
Hutton: I heard you got the Navy Cross for your bravery that day. But we know what really happened, donât we?
[ Flashback: ]
Cooper: This is Minesweeper One, Lieutenant Harold Cooper. We are under attack. Hold on, Hutton. Hold on!
[ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ]
[ Cooperâs GUN CLICKS ]
[ Cooper is dragged from the car. Someone slugs him ]
[ GRUNTING ]
Cooper: Hutton!
Hutton: But we werenât ambushed, were we? Your Kurdish pals came for me, not you.
[ Hutton is pulled into the back of a pickup truck ]
[ HUTTON GRUNTING ]
Hutton: Get your hands off me. Harold?
[ CAR DOORS SHUT, ENGINE STARTS ]
Hutton: Cooper! Cooper! Cooper! Cooper! Aah!
Hutton: They traded me. Sold me to their enemies to fund their war. Everyone may think that you would never leave a brother to die, but I know youâd never think twice.
Cooper: You can believe what you want. But I didnât plan the ambush, and I wanted to go after you.
Hutton: Then why didnât you?
[ Flashback: ]
Cooper: Was the ambush your idea?
Captain Ross: Mind your tone, Lieutenant.
Cooper: Was Hutton captured to keep our arrangement a secret?
Ross: He threatened to expose the mission.
Cooper: Get me on a plane back to Kuwait.
Ross: Lieutenant Hutton was executed by Kurdish rebels an hour ago. You survived an ambush. Fought valiantly. Iâm going to recommend you for the Navy Cross. Thatâll put you on the fast track, Harold. Any job you want. Or you can raise a stink and throw it all away. Either way, Huttonâs still gonna be dead, and the cash flow continues.
Cooper: You had him executed.
Ross: I followed orders. And if youâre as smart as I think you are, you will, too.
Hutton: You were a traitor treated like a patriot. I was a patriot treated like a traitor. So thatâs what I became.
Cooper: Itâs you. Youâre The Simoon.
Hutton: Pleasure to meet you.
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[ CAR HORNS HONKING ]
[ Ressler waits on a sidewalk outside the gaming store âOrdinary Meeples.â He checks his watch. Francesca (âFrankieâ) Campbell walks toward him carrying a briefcase ]
Ressler: Excuse me. Do you know how to get to the White House?
Frankie: Sure. Spend a lot of money.
Ressler: Good to know Reddington hasnât lost his sense of humor. Iâm Ressler.
Frankie: Campbell. You know what weâre supposed to do now?
Ressler: Yeah. Find the Dungeon Master.
[ The enter the store and head toward the back, where people are playing a board game. An obese young man, the Dungeon Master, SLURPS a super-sized soft drink ]
Dungeon Master: Didnât you see the sign?
Frankie: Yeah. It said âopen.â
Dungeon Master: Well, weâre not.
Ressler: Yeah, well, you are to us. Mr. Homan said so.
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[ The Dungeon Master takes Ressler and Frankie to a back room with an elaborate computer setup ]
Ressler: What the hell is this thing?
Dungeon Master: Itâs not a PlayStation, pal. Letâs see the case.
[ Frankie opens the briefcase. Itâs full of packets of cash ]
Frankie: $200,000.
Ressler: And a set of coordinates. Mr. Homan said youâd know what to do with them.
Dungeon Master: I do. Letâs get the party started. I know what to do. Thank you very much [ SLURPS ]
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[ On the sidewalk ]
Frankie: What did we just pay for?
Ressler: No idea. And with Reddington, itâs pointless to ask.
Frankie: So, you work for him? Reddington?
Ressler: No, but he certainly thinks so.
[ CELLPHONE DIALING ]
Ressler: Yeah, itâs done. Whatever it is.
Red: [ On phone, in his plane ] Splendid. Please thank Francesca for me. And trust that as far as Harold is concerned, we are now in the gifted hands of a master.
[ Phone beeps ]
Red: Time to storm the castle.
Farhad: Itâs a heavily armed compound, and there is only five of us.
Red: Youâre right. Even the Magnificent Seven had seven. Slim chance of survival. Impossible odds. Thisâll be fun.
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Cooper: How could you do it? The intel you gave Iran cost peopleâs lives.
Hutton I held out for years. Through beatings, in solitary, in cages. [ CHUCKLES ] Then I realized no one was coming. How could I do it? Harold â How could you?
Cooper: You gave them access to Naval intelligence.
Hutton: I did. Then they upgraded the network, and I got shut out. After that, I interpreted data. It was easy when I knew the players. That gave me value. But now the only player I know is you, which is why youâre here.
Cooper: I wonât cooperate with them. Because itâs the wrong thing to do.
Hutton: The wrong thing. You certainly know all about that.
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Liz: [ On phone ] By text, not by phone. She quit via text.
Katarina: Thatâs unbelievable.
Liz: I know. I thought she was perfect.
Katarina: What are you gonna do?
Liz: Well, thatâs why Iâm calling. I am stuck at work, and Agnes is gonna be home soon.
Katarina: Iâm happy to help.
Liz: Iâm so sorry about this.
Katarina: Oh, donât be silly. Iâd love to look after Agnes.
Liz: Really? Are you sure?
Katarina: Of course. Take your time. The longer you stay at the office, the more time Iâll have to spoil her rotten.
Liz: Thank you. Youâre a lifesaver. I donât know what happened.
Katarina: Donât beat yourself up. Sometimes people just arenât who they seem to be.
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[ Red peers through binoculars at the complex where Cooper is being held ]
Farhad: No way we are getting in there.
Red: Whereâs your faith?
Farhad: I left my faith on the jet. Letâs go back and get it.
Red: We breach in two minutes.
Dembe: Raymond, even with helpâ
Farhad: It will be a bloodbath.
Red: Yes, but not our blood.
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Hutton: So many of my prisoners, during torture, they break down, beg for mercy. But not you. Right, Harold? Remember those cages I said they kept me in those first few years? [ CHAINS RATTLING ] Youâre in one. Iâll check back on you in a few decades.
Cooper: For what itâs worth, Dan â I am sorry.
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[ The Dungeon Master scans the multiple computer monitors in his array. He SLURPS from his super-size soft drink ] [ One screen shows the outlines of an airplane; another shows the desert landscape coming closer ]
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Red: 20 seconds.
Farhad: This is a death sentence.
Red: Farhad, you and your men to the south. Dembe, you and I to the north.
Farhad: They will kill us all.
Dembe: Ready on your go.
Farhad: We are not readyâ
Red: 10 â
Farhad: I am not!
Red: 9, 8 â
[ ENGINE WHIRRING ]
Farhad: What the hell?
[ A large drone aircraft flies overhead ]
Red: Here we go. [ CHUCKLES ] I won a rather high-stakes game OF âMAGIC: The Gatheringâ recently, and Iâve called in my chits.
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[ The visual display on the Dungeon Masterâs display hones in BEEPING ]
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[ A cruise missile drops from the drone and fires đ„ itâs engines ]
Red: Wait, listen to this. Listen. [ MISSILE WHINING ]
[ đ„đ„âŒïž EXPLOSIONâŒïžđ„đ„ ]
Red: [ LAUGHS ]
[ Inside the complex, large chunks of the building đšâŒïžcollapseâŒïžđš ] [ âĄïžRUMBLINGâĄïž ]
Red: [ LAUGHS ] That our cue, fellas. Letâs go.
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[ Red and crew storm the complex ]
[ đ„ GUNSHOTS đ„ ] [ âĄïžCREAKING, CRASHINGâŒïžđš ] [ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ]
[ GUNFIRE IN DISTANCE (đ„đ„đ„) ]
[ The cage Cooper is in is damaged by falling chunks of concrete and he is able to leverage his way out ]
[ đ„đ„đ„ Gunfight đ„đ„đ„ Rages đ„đ„đ„ ]
[ Cooper tries to escape ] [ đ„ A shot hits the wall just in front of him ]
Hutton: [ To Cooper ] Not another step. Looks like you have better friends than I did. At least they tried to save you.
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[ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ]
Dembe: Raymond, Iâm out of ammo.
Shooter: [ In Farsi ] Come out! Come out now!
[ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ]
Shooter: Youâre outgunned! Show us your hands!
[ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ]
Farhad: Red!
Red: What took you so long?
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[ Hutton has Cooper at gunpoint ]
Cooper: Itâs over, Dan.
Hutton: No. I wonât let you leave me behind again. If I canât trade you to the Iranians, Iâll trade you to your own people for a way out.
[ âĄïžRUMBLINGâĄïž ] [ More of the building đšâŒïžcollapsesâŒïžđš]
[ A slab ofđšconcreteđš falls on Huttonâs legs ]
Hutton: [ GROANING ] Harold! Help me! Please, help me, Harold. Please. Harold, please.
[ Flashback: ]
Hutton: Cooper! Cooper! Cooper! Cooper! Aah!
Hutton: [ GRUNTS ] [ GROANING ]
[ Cooper hesitates but goes to Hutton, lifting the slab ]
Cooper: [ STRAINING ]
[ Hutton retrieves his gun, again aiming it at Cooper ]
Hutton: Iâm sorry, Harold. You shouldâve learned your lesson the first time.
[ GUNSHOTS đ„đ„] [ THUD, Hutton falls, shot in the heart by Red ]
Red: Harold, you okay?
Cooper: I couldnât leave him again.
Red: We have to go. He isnât your burden anymore.
Cooper: Isnât he?
Red: What is it you need, Harold? A reminder that youâre a good man, a moral man? âCause you didnât need to save Daniel Hutton to know that. You just needed to look in a mirror.
Cooper: What I did to him has followed me half my liâ
Red: And itâs time to let it go. Now come on! We need to move.
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[ Khruangbinâs âȘ âComo Te Qieroâ plays (instrumental) ]
[ Redâs plane. Cooper turns the incriminating flash drive in his hand. Red sips his Scotch ]
Red: You did what you thought was right.
Cooper: [ Absently ] Mm-hmm.
Red: Put your safety on the line for a man you thought was your friend. He betrayed you, and now heâs dead. Your secret is safe. If there was ever a reason to celebrate, The Simoon is finished. You helped yourself and your country. Close the book. Raise a glass.
Cooper: How do you do it? Wake up each morning, content to live a lie? How do you put on a face for the world?
Red: I donât live a lie. I may once have had another identity, but that identity no longer exists. I am exactly who I am. And I can assure you, Iâm a far more interesting Raymond Reddington than Raymond Reddington ever was.
Cooper: And what about Ilya Koslov?
Red: Iâve always believed who you are should define you, not who you were. And I donât know anyone that should be more at peace with who they are than you. Whatever decisions you make going forward â I hope they grant you that peace.
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[ Katarina (aka âMaddyâ) is taking care of Agnes. Agnes has a lighted princess tent next to her ]
Katarina: Do you like contests? Because I love contests.
Agnes: What kind of contest?
Katarina: I was thinking a drawing contest. I know you like princesses, so I got a princess coloring book.
Agnes: [ CHUCKLES ]
Katarina: I bet you canât color a whole page in, say, five minutes. Do you think you can?
[ Agnes nods ]
Katarina: Then thatâs the contest. Take this book and these pencils, and you go into your room. In five minutes, Iâll come in and see if youâve finished. Okay? [ LAUGHS ]
[ Agnes runs off to her room. As soon as she is gone, Katarina goes to Lizâs desk. In a top drawer, she finds a journal. She begins to look through it ]
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[ The Post Office ]
Aram: Mr. Reddington called in a drone strike. From a gaming store.
Cooper: I donât know how he did it â just that it saved my life.
Ressler: Why were you there in the first place? And why go with Reddington?
Aram: Other than that he can call in a drone strike from a gaming store.
Cooper: I went with Reddington because we have no authority in Iran. And the reason I went was simple â 30 years ago, I thought a soldier in my unit had been killed.
Liz: Daniel Hutton. The SIPRNet cable told you he was still alive.
Cooper: Right. I went to try and bring him home, and in the process, he died.
Liz: Thatâs awful. Were you two close?
Cooper: We were, once. In many ways, he was instrumental in shaping the person I am today.
[ ELEVATOR DOORS OPENING ] [ Cynthia Panabaker from Main Justice gets out ]
Liz: [ Quietly ] Is your mind made up about what youâre gonna tell her about Reddingtonâs identity?
Cooper: It is. Itâs made up about a lot of things.
Panabaker: Well, isnât this like finding four peas in a pod. Is there a snowballâs chance in hell Iâm gonna like anything yâall have to say?
Liz: Iâd say â definitely not.
Panabaker: Mm. [ SIGHS ] Harold, to the Scotch.
[ Cooper and Panabaker walk toward his office ]
[ Radical Faceâs âȘ âLetters Homeâ plays ]
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[ Cooperâs Office ]
Panabaker: [ SIGHS ] You said you wanted to talk about Reddington. So talk.
Cooper: Reddington is â Heâs not the person you think he is.
Panabaker: [ LAUGHS ] Okay. Iâll bite. Who is he?
âȘ âCause yesterday a bullet found my chest
Cooper: Heâs a much better person than I gave him credit for.
âȘ And I donât got the energy
Cooper: I, on the other hand, am not.
âȘ To dress myself
Panabaker: Harold, youâre not making any sense.
âȘ And I canât walk without help
[ Cooper gives Panabaker the incriminating flash drive ]
Panabaker: What is that?
Cooper: A truth I should have told a long time ago.
Panabaker: [ SIGHS ]
âȘ And I
I canât remember why I joined this war
And I canât tell you what weâre fightinâ for
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[ At Lizâs, Katarina takes a photo of a page in Lizâs journal ] [ CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING ]
[ Katarina puts the book back into the desk drawer and closes it ]
I guess I wasnât smart enough to see the game
Katarina: Okay! Five minutes are up! Ready or not, here I come!
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[ Arlington National Cemetery. Cooper lays his Navy Cross on Daniel Huttonâs gravestone ]
Red: Youâre giving the Navy Cross to The Simoon?
Cooper: Putting it where it belongs. He was a brave man. I was a coward. He refused to follow an illegal order. I insisted on carrying it out. I knew the payments werenât authorized, that someone up the chain of command was breaking the rules. They were higher on that chain than I was, so I didnât ask any questions. And I didnât stand with Hutton when he did. I left him behind.
Red: You were told he was dead.
Cooper: I shouldâve gone back to look for him, found him. But I didnât. And that turned him into The Simoon. The Daniel Hutton I left behind that day deserves this.
Red: If it had been you, you never wouldâve betrayed your country.
Cooper: He tried speaking truth to power, and the powerful punished him for it and rewarded me for letting them. I gave Panabaker the flash drive.
Red: That wonât wipe his slate clean.
Cooper: I didnât do it for him. I did it for me. And I have you to thank for that. You told me that people should be defined by who they are, not by who they were. The cover-up, the medal â They represent who I was. A man willing to look the other way. Who I am â who I hope to be â is someone who takes responsibility for his actions.
Red: So youâre a truth-teller now. Did you tell Panabaker the truth about me?
Cooper: I did. I told her your true identity. Who you are, not who you were. I told her youâre Raymond Reddington.
âȘ Mistakes and all
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[ Liz puts Agnesâs drawing on the refrigerator with a magnet ]
Liz: I love it. More importantly, Agnes loves it.
Katarina: [ LAUGHING ] We had fun.
Liz: You really saved me today.
Katarina: I told you before, Iâm happy to help.
Liz: I still canât believe Denora bailed on me like that.
Katarina: Youâll find the right person. And until you do, you can always count on me.
Liz: I think Iâll be counting on you a lot.
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[ DOOR OPENS, SHUTS ] [ Katarina enters her apartment ]
Berdy: Fun times with the urchin?
Katarina: Productive times.
[ Katarina gives her phone to Berdy ]
Berdy: So what am I looking for?
Katarina: Second photo. Top of the page.
Berdy: Ilya Koslov. Whoâs he?
Katarina: The one person who can tell me what I need to know.
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By Radical FaceâȘ So, Iâm writing you this letter between rests
âCause yesterday a bullet found my chest
And I donât got the energy to dress myself
And I canât walk without helpâȘ And I
I canât remember why I joined this war
And I canât tell you what weâre fighting for
I guess I wasnât smart enough to see the game
And that no oneâs keeping scoreâȘ And now, you would not believe the things I miss
Itâs all the little things that fill that list
Like playing with the dogs
And helping father chop the wood behind the fenceâȘ Now I
Iâm not sure if Iâll see another day
The doctor said it could go either way
But I just wanted you to know
No matter if I sink or fall or blink out in this hospital
That Iâm alright
Yeah, I made peace with it all
Mistakes and allâȘ Mistakes and all
Mistakes and all
Mistakes and all
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đŽ Script 7:5 Norman Devane (â 138)
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Program air date: 11/1/2019 in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-a3u
Entertainment Weekly Recap: http://bit.ly/2WkvlAg
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Director: Kurt Kuenne
Written by: Noah Schechter, Sam Christopher
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Brief (Where weâre at): After learning from Liz that she had found out that Red was not the original Raymond Reddington, but rather a former KGB operative named Ilya Koslov who had assumed Reddingtonâs identity, Cooper decided he had to share this information with Main Justice. This almost certainly would result in the dismantling of the Task Force. However, before he could act on this, he received word that a Navy lieutenant, Daniel Hutton, who he had served with 30 years ago in Kuwait, was still alive. Hutton had been abducted by Kurds, but Cooper had been told by his captain that he had been killed. This was to cover up an illegal operation to siphon money to the Kurds. Cooperâs career had been built in part on the prestige of the Navy Cross he was given to silence him about the operation, which was subsequently investigated by, among others, Raymond Reddington. Now, Hutton was reaching out from a secret CIA outpost in eastern Iran.
When Red flew Cooper to Iran to find Hutton, it turned out that Huttonâs true intention was to take revenge on Cooper for having abandoned him. Though he had held out for years, Hutton had at last begun giving secret Naval Intelligence to Americaâs enemies. He became a notorious source known as The Simoon (âpoison windâ). Red was able to rescue Cooper by calling in a drone strike from a gaming store(!) Hutton was killed by Red when he was about to shoot Cooper. Red convinced Cooper that âwho one isâ is more important than âwho one wasâ and Cooper changed his mind about reporting Redâs former identity to Cynthia Panabaker of Main Justice, instead giving her the flash drive containing the last record of the incident in Kuwait.
But the rumors that Katarina Rostova was still alive stirred up by Lizâs search for Redâs true identity, had led her enemies to put in play a dormant contract on her life dubbed âThe Townsend Directive.â Having failed to get information out of Red or Dom (Lizâs grandfather who is in a coma after being shot in the chest in a run-in with Katarinaâs goons), Katarina has moved next door to Liz and introduced herself as âMaddy Tolliver.â After bugging Lizâs apartment and scaring off a nanny for Agnes, âMaddyâ becomes Lizâs go-to babysitter. Katarina uses this opportunity to search Lizâs papers and finds a photo of Ilya Koslov, who she tells her assistant Berdy is âThe one person who can tell me what I need to know.â
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â Script 7:5 Norman Devane (â 138)
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[ Norman Devane is at the home of 14-year-old Howard (âHowieâ) Keller. Devane has come to offer Howie a special scholarship to Abbott, an exclusive boarding school. The moment is tense as the Kellers weigh their decision ] [ Time TICKING ] [ Devaneâs eyes dart nervously. Howie slowly turns the pages of the yearbook ]
Mrs Keller: I donât know what to say. Abbott has some of the most impressive college acceptances in the country.
Mr Keller: And this scholarship â it would cover full tuition?
Norman Devane: Yes. Along with room and board and a stipend for books and supplies.
Howie: So Iâd live at the school?
Mrs Keller: We could visit anytime.
Mr Keller: Yeah, weâre only a few hours away.
Devane: Howie, your reaction is natural. But I want you to know our scholarship committee combs through thousands of nomination letters from across the country. There were more than 2,200 submissions for the Booth-Farnwell seat this year alone. And the selection committee agreed that you, Howie, youâre the one who shows the most raw academic potential. So if you want to become a member of the Abbott Boarding School, the scholarshipâs yours.
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[ Devane takes leave of the Kellers ]
Mrs Keller: Thank you!
Devane: And remember to mark your calendars. Parents weekend will be here before you know it.
Mr Keller: Uh, Howie, shake the manâs hand.
[ Howie holds out his hand ]
[ Grand Prixâs âȘ âYou Drive Me Crazyâ plays ]
âȘ You â
[ Devane declines the handshake, raising a handkerchief to his face ]
Devane: Sorry. Just getting over a cold.
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[ In his car, Devane frenetically applies antibacterial lotion to his hands, pulls on blue medical gloves, puts drops in his eyes ]
âȘ Drive me
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Oh, when you hold me
Oh, when you tell me that you love me
[ Devane puts on a surgical mask. He turns his car key ] [ ENGINE STARTS ]
âȘ That you need me, drive me
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
[ At home, Devane showers. He uses a bar of soap to wash his mouth. He takes pills from numerous prescription bottles. He applies disinfecting lotion to his hands again ]
âȘ Oh, when youâre holdinâ me
Oh, when youâre telling me that you love me
That you need me, drive me
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
Crazy, baby
[ Devane reviews papers from a sheet with Howie Kellerâs photo clipped to it. The logo says âNDL.â One piece of paper is titled âDNA Reportâ ]
âȘ Oh, when you kissinâ me with your sweet lips
You know, you know you drive me crazy
I can feel it in my head right down to my toes
Yeah, yeah
Like you never did before
Come on, youâre drivinâ me crazy
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[ Red is at home, having his blood drawn ]
Red: Well, I guess fourth timeâs the charm. [ In Portuguese: ] Whatâs the problem?
[ KNOCK ON DOOR ]
Ernesto: [ Portuguese ] Iâm sorry. The vein just didnât want to cooperate.
[ Dembe lets in with a man identified so far only as The Stranger; Red and The Stranger have been friends since childhood ]
Red: [ LAUGHS ] William Burroughs said the same thing to me once.
The Stranger: I have two leads.
Red: Tell me.
[ The Stranger hesitates to respond ]
Red: Ah! Ernestoâs a concierge nurse. Ernesto coordinates a burgeoning portfolio of urine samples and blood draws. As a bonus, he doesnât understand a lick of English, so, please, speak freely.
The Stranger: One lead is still a work in progress. The other one is solid. What do you know about Norman Devane?
[ Simultaneously: ]
â Dembe: Heâs an assassin.
â Red: Heâs a genius.
Red: Well, heâs an ingenious assassin. Who hides murder behind illness.
Stranger: Our friend in Paris made a series of payments to him under the alias of Constance Drucker.
Red: Paris was not your fault.
Stranger: Devane can get us to her.
Red: I spoke to Linda. She says you havenât slept well since it all happened.
Stranger: I underestimated her. [ Likely a reference to Katarina Rostova, not Linda ]
Red: Well, we both did.
Stranger: I shouldâve known better.
Red: Linda tells me your goddaughterâs getting married Saturday. You should goâ
Stranger: No.
Red: âGet drunk, dance the hora, and forget.
Stranger: No. I-I am not leaving your side until this is done.
Red: [ CHUCKLES ] My friend.
[ CONVERSING IN PORTUGUESE ]
Ernesto: [ Portuguese ] Iâll get these to Mr Stark right away.
Red: [ Portuguese ] Thank you, Ernesto
[ Ernesto leaves ]
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[ Red makes a call ] [ BEEP, SPEED-DIALING ] [ LINE RINGING ]
Red: Elizabeth. I have a case for you.
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[ The Post Office ]
Liz: The man weâre looking for is Norman Devane.
[ Aram brings up a photo of ~ Elodie Radcliffe ]
Aram: Oh, uh, thatâs, umâ Uh, sorry.
[ KEYBOARD CLACKING ] [ A photo comes up of Devane ]
Liz: We all know Devane as the mastermind behind the Libyan bioweapons program, but Reddington says that represents just a single line in a very lengthy resume. In Reddingtonâs world, Devane is known as a killer for hire. Simon Vestergaard was a shipping magnate who died of liver cancer. Senator Jessica Tandler died of drug-resistant pneumonia. And Ronald Perchik was a federal judge who suffered a deadly stroke two days after receiving a shingles vaccine.
Cooper: Did Devane kill them, or did they die of natural causes?
Liz: Both. And according to Reddington, Devane is in the U.S. and active.
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[ Norman Devane is working in a lab wearing a white biohazard suit. He dictates into a microphone. He has a record in front of him for Howie Wolf ]
Norman Devane: Subject is a 14-year-old Caucasian male. Type B-negative. Full immunization record.
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[ On the campus of Abbott Boarding School, Theo Wolf comes up behind new student Howie Keller ]
Theo Wolf: Hey, uh, you new? You look new.
Howie: Mm-hmm. Howie Keller.
Theo: Howie? Cute. Uh, Iâm Theo Wolf. Sort of the, uh, unofficial Abbott welcoming party.
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[ The Post Office ]
Ressler: So he kills sick people?
Liz: No, he kills people by making them sick by giving them cancer or pneumonia or some other deadly disease.
Ressler: He gives them cancer? Is that even possible?
Aram: Theoretically, if a healthy person is injected with a high concentration of cancerous cells and those cells got into his or her bone marrow, they could, you know, catch leukemia.
Ressler: Catch it. Like a cold?
Aram: Yeah, just â a super bad one.
Liz: The world believed these three died of natural causes, but Reddington says they were murdered.
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[ Abbot campus ]
Theo: You donât get it. Uh, Brandon Durso got a B-plus on his French presentation â had a full-blown panic attack.
Howie: Because he got a B?
Theo: A B-plus. My point is, you canât take all that âtruth and excellenceâ crap too seriously. You got to be able to relax here. And if you need any help with that, like some some weed or, uhâ
Howie: Well, I donât do drugs.
Theo: Right. Says the new kid.
[ Theo walks off ]
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Ressler: The woman who abducted Mr. Reddington in Paris â sheâs in business with Devane?
Liz: Apparently.
Ressler: Did she hire him to kill Reddington or someone else?
Liz: He doesnât know.
Cooper: So all we know is that an insidious assassin is on the loose and we have no idea how to catch him.
Aram: The WMD Directorate oversaw our response to the Libyan bioweapons. If Devane is the mastermind, he might be on their radar.
Cooper: Get there and see. At this point, âmight beâ is the best weâve got.
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[ LIQUID POURING ] [ Liz and Aram are at a beverage counter in front of a sign saying:
âWMDD * NSB
Weapons of Mass Destruction Directorate * National Security Branchâ ]
Liz: Elodie Radcliffe? The woman whose husband is in a wheelchair?
Aram: Yes. Exactly. Iâm the âother manâ toâ I mean, Iâm not yet, but â I want to be. Which is worse.
Liz: I think itâs great.
Aram: Great? I slept with a married woman.
Liz: I think itâs great you slept with anyone. I appreciate that sheâs taking care of her husband. But she needs a life, too. And so do you.
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[ DOOR OPENS ]
WMDD/NSB Director: Sorry to keep you waiting. But Putin has a new nuke, and it turns out the Ayatollahs have more heavy water than a surrogate carrying twins. And now that Iâve kept you waiting, I canât help you.
Aram: Uh, we called ahead asking for any information your office hadâ
Director: Norman Devane. We know what he did, but not what heâs doing. After Libya, he went to Syria. Helped Assad gas his own people. He was smart. You name it bacteria, virus, fungi â he could weaponize it.
Liz: You hit him with a drone strike outside Damascus.
Director: We hit his lab. Never found him.
Liz: But you traced a payment he made to an Anatole Kuragin. Whoâs he?
Director: A Ukrainian hacker. And the payment was seven years ago. We havenât heard from him since.
Liz: Do you know where we could find him?
Director: Heâs in Havana. So, yes, I know where he is. But you canât find him.
Liz: I know someone who can.
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[ Itâs night. Norman Devane pushes a laundry cart through a corridor in a dorm ] [ WHEELS RATTLING SOFTLY ]
[ Devane stops at a dorm room door and lightly knocks. There is no response. He takes out a gadget and pushes a button on it ] [ BEEP ]
[ Devane holds the device to the crack under the door. A cloudy gas begins to come out of the device ] [ GAS HISSING ]
[ GAS HISSING ] [ Inside the room, the gas pours in ]
[ After awhile, Devane unlocks the door ] [ KEYS JINGLING ]
[ Inside the dorm room, two boys lie sleeping, Howie Keller and his roommate. Devane goes to the roommate and, lifting his eyelids, shines a light in each eye. The boy remains sleeping ] [ Devane lifts Howie out of his bed and places him in the laundry cart ]
[ Devane leaves the room with the cart and pushes it toward the elevator. A door cracks open and Howieâs acquaintance, Theo Wolf, peers out ]
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[ In Devaneâs lab, Howie Keller lies on a hospital cot as Devane dictates into a microphone ]
Norman Devane: October 25th. 1:35 a.m. Subject Howard Keller. Administering pathogen A-21.
Youâre going to feel a little pinch.
[ Devane injects Howie ]
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[ Havana, Cuba ]
[ âȘ âMi Verdadero Amorâ by Ălvaro Torres y Los Reyes Latinos plays ]
âȘ Un amor a llegado a mi vida
[ Red peruses a collection of salt and pepper shakers in someoneâs living room. Dembe is with him ]
Red: [ Chuckling ] Unbelievable.
âȘ Y a iluminado mis pasos sin saber
Cuando mas obscuridad habia
[ Anatole Kuragin enters ]
Anatole Kuragin: [ Russian accent ] Who the hell are you?
Red: A friend told me you had a keen eye for salt and pepper shakers. She was wrong. You have an exquisite eye.
Kuragin: What do you want?
Red: I once saw the most adorable little ceramic set in a junk shop outside Topeka â salt in a straw hat, pepper in a bowler, both delicately balanced on a tiny green hat stand. [ LAUGHS ]
Kuragin: Youâre a collector.
Red: Eh, an admirer. Of all things precious. Including information.
[ DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES ] [ Redâs friend The Stranger enters ]
Kuragin: What kind of information?
Red: Whatever you know about Norman Devane.
Kuragin: I donât know anythink.
Red: As a rule, I also admire loyalty. But as I have pressing business with Mr. Devane, Iâm afraid youâll have to make an exception.
Kuragin: I donât make exceptions.
[ Kuragin draws a gun. So do Dembe and The Stranger ]
Red: Perhaps these will change your mind.
[ Red takes out a rolled cloth. He uncovers two silver items ]
Red: Technically speaking, theyâre pepper casters. Handcrafted American silver from the workshop of Paul Revere.
Kuragin: Original or replica?
Red: Iâm surprised you would even ask.
[ Kuragin reaches for the pepper casters. Red holds out his hand. Kuragin relinquishes his gun to Red, takes the items and sits down at a table to examine them ]
Red: I donât mean to press, but I have a meeting in an hour with RaĂșl.
Kuragin: RaĂșl? Youâre meeting with Castro.
Red: Yes, and unlike Fidel, heâs a stickler for punctuality. So â Devane.
Kuragin: He paid me to create backdoor access to National Diagnostics Labâs server farm.
Stranger: Why?
[ Red turns the gun in his hand ]
Red: Is this a Frommer? I knew a gaucho who had a pearl-handled one in Patagonia, of all places.
Stranger: What was Devane looking for?
Red: He swore by it. Though he did say the trigger was a little sticky.
[ GUNSHOT đ„ ] [ The gun goes off, killing Kuragin and splattering blood on the wall and on The Stranger ]
Red: Ooo! Ooo!
Dembe: [ Disapproving ] Raymond!
Red: [ LAUGHING ] Oh, what the hell? I barely touched the trigger!
Dembe: It has a grip safety.
Red: Well, he must have disabled it.
[ GUNSHOT đ„ ] [ The gun goes off again, hitting the ceiling ]
Red: Oh! Ge â [ CHUCKLING ] Ohh, God! Obviously, he set it to a hair trigger. The man clearly had a death wish.
[ Red places gun carefully on the table ]
Stranger: Now we will never know what Devane was looking for.
Red: [ CHUCKLES ] You should take a shower. Get some clothes from his closet.
[ BEEP, SPEED-DIALING ] [ LINE RINGING, CLICK ]
Red: Elizabeth. Write this down. National Diagnostics Lab.
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[ National Diagnostics Lab (NDL) ]
NDL President: A warrant? To access our system?
Ressler: We believe that itâs been hacked.
NDL President: By whom? For what?
Aram: Your company does diagnostic testing for hospitals and clinics all across the country, which means your system has information.
NDL President: On 110 million patients.
Ressler: 110 million.
NDL President: From children to presidents. If the system was hacked, whoever did it has detailed medical and financial information on one in three Americans.
Ressler: Weâre gonna need access to that database.
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[ Abbott campus ]
Howie Keller: Iâm not falling for it, Theo.
Theo Wolf: Itâs not a joke, man. That janitor freak had you in the laundry bin and wheeled you into the south wing.
Howie: I wouldâve woken up. Besides, if you really saw something, why didnât you say anything?
Theo: Yeah, and tell Dr. Mitchell that I was hot-boxing Lancasterâs room? Not happening.
Howie: You were probably hallucinating.
Theo: Your bed was empty, man. I know what I saw. Look, youâre a newbie, so you wouldnât know this, but weird stuff happens at Abbott, all right?
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[ The Post Office ]
Ressler: [ LAUGHS ] So he sleeps with her and then never calls her.
Liz: He wants to, but itâs been two weeks.
Aram: âHeâ is right here, tracing the hack.
Ressler: How can anybody be so smart and so dumb?
Aram: Itâs a gift.
Ressler: Well, call her. Say youâve been on assignment.
Liz: Lying? Thatâs your advice on how to start a relationship?
Ressler: No, thatâs my advice on how to salvage one.
Aram: Okay. Thatâs weird. Um, not- not your advice. Well, uhâ Well, definitely your advice. But it looks like, uh, Kuragin hacked the system to give some root access that they used to order a test.
Ressler: What kind of a test?
Aram: Full genome sequencing on a 13-year-old boy named Marcus Sinclair.
Liz: Are you telling me Devane hired a hacker to access the medical records of 100 million people just so he could sequence one teenagerâs genes?
Aram: Actually- Actually, it seems like they hired him to sequence the genes of 20 teenagers.
Liz: Why? What makes them special?
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[ Abbott, on a staircase in an academic building ] [ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
Teacher: Howie! Hey. I wanted to congratulate you on Tuesdayâs quiz. You were the only student with a perfect score in the clâ Howie? You look awfully pale. Are you feeling all right?
Howie: Iâm okay. Just a littleâ
[ Howie collapses on the landing ]
Teacher: Ohh! Get a nurse!
â What happened?
â Yeah, sheâs coming!
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[ Howieâs dorm room. Howie is in his bed ]
Theo: You passed out in the hallway, man. How could you still not believe me?
Howie: Maybe âcause you were high.
Theo: Would you let that go? Iâm telling you, whoever took you last night clearly did something to you.
Howie: Youâre being paranoid. The nurse said I was probably dehydrated.
Theo: The nurse could be in on it for all we know. I told you weird stuff happens at this school. Kids get sick, disappear. Look. [ KEYS JINGLING ] I swiped these from Dr. Mitchellâs office so that we can get into the south wing a-and find wherever Dr. Who took you.
Howie: Do you even watch âDr. Whoâ?
Theo: Are you coming with me or not?
[ Howie turns away from him ]
Theo: [ SIGHS ]
[ DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES ] [ Theo leaves ]
[ Howie sits up pulls back his shirt sleeve. His arm is covered with blisters ]
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[ The Post Office, at the top of the yellow staircase ]
Ressler: Thereâs 20 teenagers. All white, all male. And all with B-negative blood or similar biomarkers.
Aram: Devane used the hack to identify patients who fit a specific demographic, then sampled and sequenced their DNA using NDLâs automated system.
Cooper: So Devaneâs looking at kids who fit a particular biochemical and genetic profile. Why?
Liz: We donât know, but of the 20 kids he sequenced, five developed life-threatening cancers or infections. Three died. Two recovered.
Cooper: Why would a man who assassinated world leaders start targeting kids? And why would some of the kids he targeted survive?
Liz: Not to mention how any of this connects to the woman who abducted Reddington in Paris.
Cooper: Keen, Ressler, meet with the parents. Aram, stay with the National Diagnostics files. I see a lot of smoke. Now we just have to find the fire.
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[ KEYS JINGLING ] [ DOOR HINGES CREAK ] [ Theo Wolf lets himself in to the room on campus where he thinks the mysterious âjanitorâ (Devane) might be working ]
[ DOOR HINGES CREAK ]
[ Theo enters Devaneâs lab. He walks past lab equipment. There is an array of Petri dishes ]
[ BEEP ] [ A video camera is recording him ]
[ Theo walks up to an insulated unit like a small refrigerator. He lifts the top ] [ VAPOR HISSES ]
[ Inside are vials of blood. He lifts one out to see the label. Theo senses someone behind him. He turns around. There is a man in a white biohazard suit, who sprays an aerosol in Theoâs face ] [ The flask of blood falls andâĄïžshattersâĄïž ] [ Theo tries to escape but runs into a cart and falls ]
Theo: N-No. No. No. No.
[ The man in the white biohazard suit sprays him again ] [ GAS HISSING ] [ Theo loses consciousness. The man pulls him away ]
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[ On Redâs plane, Dembe is making a phone call ]
Dembe: Doesnât matter how I know. I know.
[ DOOR CLOSES ] [ Red enters the cabin ]
Dembe: Short December pork bellies. Yes, the full five million. [ BEEP ] Itâs done.
[ Red sits down across from The Stranger ]
Red: [ LAUGHS ] Cheer up! Dembe found a text on Kuraginâs phone. It seems Mr. Kuragin hacked into the agriculture department and learned that the Chinese are about to impose a tariff on pork bellies. He may have expired before telling us all he knew about Devane, but weâre gonna make a fortune in the futures market.
Stranger: Iâm not like you. I may have been once, but not anymore. What happened in Havana and Paris, I- I just canât shake it.
Red: Neither can I. [ SETS DOWN BOTTLE ] But I can accept it. Things happen.
Stranger: You, a fatalist? Save that for someone who doesnât know you so well. You leave nothing to fate.
Red: I try to leave nothing to fate, but Iâm perfectly comfortable with chaos. Thatâs why I trust that whatever happens is probably meant to be.
Stranger: Like accidentally killing a guy and finding he has intel on hog futures.
Red: Cosmic, huh? Like you ending up in a velour tracksuit. It looks comfortable as hell, I must say.
Stranger: [ SIGHS ] You know, I came out of retirement for Paris. For you. For us. [ INHALES DEEPLY ] I look forward to going back to my hammock.
Red: You said you had two possible leads. Whatâs the second?
Stranger: I have a source. Wonât give his name. He sent me a secure message saying he could identify the man who coordinated your abduction. Heâs skittish. I know heâs in town, but heâs refusing to meet.
Red: [ INHALES DEEPLY ] How about this wedding?
Stranger: I told you, Iâm not going.
Red: Because itâs a distraction?
Stranger: It has nothing to do with Paris.
Red: But what if it did? What if the wedding helped us solve Paris? Would you go then?
Stranger: Of course, but it doesnât.
Red: Weddings, for the most part, are safe, happy places. Places that even the most skittish source would be comfortable in.
Stranger: You want me to invite the source to the wedding?
Red: Drunken revelers, interminable toasting, cheesy cover bands â I canât think of a better place for a covert meeting.
Stranger: I doubt it will work, but I will try.
Red: Thatâs all anyone can do. The rest, we leave to fate.
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[ Liz interviews the Ganskys ]
Mrs Gansky: Two rounds of chemo. Then radiation. Then surgery.
Liz: I canât imagine how hard that must have been. On all of you.
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[ Ressler interviews Mr Crane ]
Mr Crane: They put Peter into a coma to try to buy him some more time, but none of the antibiotics that they tried worked. I didnât even get to say goodbye.
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Mr Gansky: Insurance paid for some, but we had to take out a second mortgage on the house. Donât know if weâll ever be able to pay it back, but heâs alive.
Liz: How long has Ben been in remission?
Mrs Gansky: Five years.
Mr Gansky: The doctors said it was a miracle the tumor didnât metastasize.
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Ressler: Mr. Crane, can you tell me if anyone might want to harm you or your family?
Mr Crane: Iâm sorry? Are you saying somebody purposefully made my boy sick? I donât understand. How can you give someone cancer?
Ressler: Weâre just investigating every possibility.
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Liz: Do you have any enemies? Someone who might have hurt Ben to get to you?
Mr Gansky: Enemies?
Mrs Gansky: Weâre from Wisconsin.
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Ressler: What about at school? Can you tell me about his friends, their families?
Mr Crane: Peter went to boarding school.
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Liz: Boarding school?
Mrs Gansky: Thatâs right. Ben loved it there.
Liz: What was the name of the school?
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[ Headmaster Dr Kelvin Mitchell addresses the students ]
Dr Mitchell: Earlier this morning, Theo Wolf was rushed to St. Maryâs Hospital after being found unconscious. Despite the best efforts of the hospitalâs doctors and staff â
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[ Howie Keller hears the announcement over the intercom. He sits up in bed ]
Dr Mitchell: â Iâm sorry to tell you that Theo has passed away. If youâd like to talk, if you feel like youâre struggling, please, do not struggle alone.
[ Howie rolls back his sleeve. The blisters are worse. There are also blisters on his chest ]
Dr Mitchell: [ On inter com ] Reach out to a friend, a teacher, or myself. All of us at Abbott are here for you in this difficult time.
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Howie Keller: Dr. Mitchell?
Dr Mitchell: Mr. Keller. What can I do for you?
Howie: Thereâs something I have to tell you. About Theo.
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[ The Post Office ] [ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
[ BEEP, DIALING ]
Aram: [ Practicing ] âItâs Aram.â
[ CELLPHONE RINGING ]
Elodie: Hello?
Aram: Hey, uh, Elodie. Itâs, umâ Itâs- Itâs Aram. Mojtabai.
Elodie: Well. Hello, stranger.
Aram: Yeah, I, uh- I know itâs, uh, been two weeks since Iâve Iâve called. I wanted to. I just, umâ You have no idea how much I, umâ Okay, um, a friend says I should tell you I was busy at work, but I wasnât. I mean- I mean, I was. I justâ Uh, not not too busy to call.
Elodie: Itâs okay. I didnât call, either.
Aram: Yeah. Youâre- Youâre married. Youâre loving, honoring, and, uh, cherishing â while I amâ I am lusting. Which, of the seven deadly sins, if Iâm not mistaken, is, uh, Number One with a bullet.
Elodie: Iâm meeting some people at the Fremont tomorrow. You want to come?
Aram: Umâ uh, sure.
Elodie: Youâd have to wear a suit and tie.
Aram: That, uhâ That sounds, uh, fancy. You, uhâ Are you sure itâs okay if I join?
Elodie: Of course not. Thatâs why you have to. Meet me in the lobby at 7:00.
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Aram: Sir, I found a connection. In the files we pulled from National Diagnostics, each of the boys listed two addresses â one where their families lived, which were all different, and a second one, which was all the same.
Cooper: 2725 Hollow Mill Lane. Old Falls.
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[ The common area ]
Cooper: How can that be? None of the boys we identified are from Virginia.
Liz: No, but they all went to boarding school there. Abbott Boarding School.
Ressler: And from what their parents told us, all five of the kids who got sick were Abbott students.
Aram: Became Abbott students.
Cooper: How do you mean?
Aram: Devane had Benjamin Ganskyâs genome tested in February 2012, seven months before he enrolled. He tested Peter Crane four months before he enrolled in 2016.
Liz: Sounds like gene sequencing was the final part of some sort of entrance exam. Every student that passed wound up at the school.
Ressler: We donât know what Devane is doing or why, but we do know where.
Cooper: Are any students currently at Abbott whose profile Devane hacked?
Aram: One. Howard Keller.
Cooper: Get to the school. Alert the headmaster. I donât want anything happening to young Mr. Keller on our watch.
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[ Norman Devaneâs lab. He is wearing a biohazard suit. Howie lies on a hospital cot ]
Dr Mitchell: We have a situation. I just hung up with the police. I donât know what they know, but they know. Theyâre on their way now.
Devane: O-On their way?
Dr Mitchell: You need to shut it down. Y-You got to get out! You need to deal with the boy, too!
Devane: Okay. Just calm down. Iâm on the verge of a breakthrough.
Dr Mitchell: Take care of it, Norman. Do you understand what Iâm saying? Itâs not just Theo Wolf or Howard Keller. Itâs the FBI. I can stall them. But this is over, Norman. Weâre even. Now get rid of the kid and clear out. You need to go now.
[ Howie wakes up but is very groggy ]
Howie: Why are youâ
Devane: Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. Itâs okay.
[ Devane injects Howie ]
Devane: There you go. Just go to sleep, little man. Itâll be over soon. Itâll all be over very soon.
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[ Howie wakes up GASPING ] [ He is on a couch. Nearby is a table with prescription bottles on it. His blisters are festering. He tries to reach for the table but discovers he is chained ] [ CHAIN RATTLING ]
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Aram: Sir? [ KNOCKING ON DOOR ] Okay. Uh, so, I shouldâve caught this before, so let me start by saying, um, Iâm sorry.
Cooper: Sorry for what?
Aram: You know how you told me to notify the headmaster at Abbott and let him know that Howard Keller may be in danger?
Cooper: Yes. What did he say?
Aram: Itâs not what he said. Itâs who he is. The headmaster at Abbott Boarding School is Kelvin Mitchell, and his son, Thomas Mitchell, is on the list of names Devane hacked from National Diagnostics.
Cooper: Heâs one of Devaneâs subjects.
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[ Ressler and Liz are in Headmaster Dr Mitchellâs office ]
Dr Mitchell: Okay. Thatâs- Thatâs just absurd.
Ressler: We know your son was involved.
Liz: More importantly, we have reason to believe Howard Keller is in danger.
Dr Mitchell: Iâm sorry. Iâd like to cooperate. But if you think Iâm about to grant you access to one of the children under my care without proper authorizationâ
[ Liz pushes past Mitchell to the security guard in the room ]
Liz: Hey, you! Yeah, you. You want to go to jail for obstruction of justice, too? Or are you gonna show me to Howard Kellerâs room?
[ The guard nods and leaves with Liz ]
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Ressler: Norman Devane. Where is he?
Dr Mitchell: Iâm not talking to you without a lawyer. Or a warrant.
Ressler: So why is he bringing students to your school?
Dr Mitchell: I said I want a lawyer.
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[ Light SWITCH CLICKS ] [ Liz and the Guard enter Howieâs room ]
Liz: Howard Keller?
[ Liz pulls back the covers on the bed. No one is there ]
Liz: Where is he?
Guard: I have no idea.
[ Liz goes to the other bed ]
Liz: Hey. Hey!
[ The student doesnât respond ]
Liz: Heâs been sedated. Lock down the school! Now!
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Ressler: You want a lawyer? How about this for legal advice? Cooperate. Because the man youâre protecting is wanted not only by the FBI, but by MI6, the FSB, the Mossad.
Dr Mitchell: Iâm telling you, I-I canât help.
Ressler: Why the hell are you sheltering this guy!?
Dr Mitchell: Iâm not! You donât understand.
Ressler: Oh, I understand that youâre lying. But I donât understand why youâre protecting the man who tried to kill your son.
Dr Mitchell: Norman Devane didnât try to kill my son! He saved him!
Ressler: Youâre gonna tell me where Devane is. Right now.
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[ The Guard and Liz force open the door of the room where Howie is. He lies face down on the floor ]
Liz: Call an ambulance! Flip him for me.
[ The Guard does. Howie is very groggy ]
Liz: Howard! Howard. Talk to me. Can you hear me? I need you to talk to me. The man who did this â do you know where he went? Talk to me, Howard! Do you know where he went?!
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[ Devaneâs Lab ]
[ SHREDDER WHIRRING ] [ BEEP ] [ Devane puts electronics in the microwave ] [ SIZZLINGâĄïžANDâĄïžPOPPING ]
[ Ressler barges in ]
Ressler: Norman Devane! FBI! Put your hands where I can see them. I said hands. Now.
[ Devaneâs back is to Ressler. Devane raises his hands, but when Ressler tries cuff him, he spins around and sprays Ressler with aerosol ] [ They fight ] [ GRUNTING ]
[ Ressler falls. When he is down, Devaneâs grabs a syringe from the refrigerator ] [ Ressler wrestles the syringe away and goes after Devane with it ] [ Devane GURGLING ] [ Ressler sticks Devane with the needle ] [ Devane falls to the floor ]
Devane: The kid â what did you do to him?
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[ On a highway, in Redâs Mercedes ]
[ CELLPHONE CHIMES ]
The Stranger: You were right. About the wedding feeling safe. Meeting is confirmed.
Red: Then you need to change. Weâll have you home in a jiffy. Things are looking up! Between you and Devane, we now have two lines in the water. A fish will eventually bite.
The Stranger: Because everything happens for a reason. Even if that reason is as random as my goddaughterâs wedding.
[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]
Red: Did you find Devane?
Liz: Yes, and heâs still infecting people. Only now the people heâs infecting are children at a boarding school.
Red: I need to speak with him.
Liz: There was a fight. He was injected with the disease he gave one of the students some sort of flesh-eating bacteria. Resslerâs taking him to the hospital.
Red: Why children?
Liz: I donât know. Some died. Some made miraculous recoveries. Weâre taking one to Children of Mercy now.
Red: Children of Mercy. So Ressler isnât with you.
Liz: No, heâs taking Devane to Walter Reed.
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[ In the back of Resslerâs car, Devane is sweating and BREATHING SHARPLY ]
[ ENGINE REVS ] [ Redâs Mercedes overcomes Resslerâs SUV ]
[ TIRES SCREECH, HORN HONKS ]
[ Redâs car stops sideways in front of Ressler ]
[ Red gets out and walks over ]
Red: License and registration, please.
Ressler: What are you doing?
Red: Iâve always wanted to say that. Please, unlock the doors and step out of the vehicle.
Ressler: Very funny.
[ Red pulls out his gun ]
Red: No, really. Unlock the doors. Iâm taking Devane.
Devane: What are you doing? Who is that?
Ressler: He canât tell you anything if heâs dead.
Red: [ To Devane ] Come on out.
[ Dembe pulls Devane out ]
Ressler: Heâs in federal custody.
Red: He was. Heâs not anymore.
Ressler: Fine. You know what? Have it your way.
[ Ressler cuffs himself to Devane ]
Ressler: Wherever he goes, I go. You know what I always wanted to say?
Red: I have no idea.
Ressler: This is gonna be a gas!
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[ One of Redâs mobile hospitals ] [ Dembe dumps Devane on a hospital bed ]
Devane: [ GRUNTS ]
[ Dr Spalding Stark, whose research Red has been supporting and who has been treating Red, is there ]
Dr Spalding Stark: Some kind of Vibrio bacteria.
Devane: Vibrio vulnificus.
Dr Stark: Itâs a bacteria that aggressively attacks the bodyâs soft tissue. It can be treated with antibiotics.
Devane: Not this strain.
Dr Stark: How do you know that?
Devane: Because I created it.
Dr Stark: Youâre Norman Devane.
Ressler: Youâre Spalding Stark. We arrested you!
Dr Stark: [ To Red ] You brought an FBI agent here?
Red: It was a two-for-one sale.
[ Sores are festering on Devaneâs face and growing worse by the minute ]
Devane: The boy â is he alive?
Ressler: What do you care?
Red: He wasnât trying to kill the boy. He was trying to cure him.
Ressler: What are you talking about? He got the kid sick.
Red: He experimented on them. On all of them. And some of the children survived, but only because he wanted them to, because he cured them. Thatâs right, isnât it, Norman?
Devane: Is the boy alive?
Red: I know thatâs what youâve done. What I canât figure out is why.
Ressler: Try blackmail. Make people sick and demand a ransom for the cure.
Devane: Is the boy okay or not?
Red: I understand what youâve been exposed to is what you gave him. But you also gave him the cure, and youâre wondering if it worked. Well, weâll just have to get back to you on that. Letâs take a stroll down memory lane, shall we? The drone strike. After the strike, you went from hundreds of victims to â ten? Why? What changed? â I have all day. You? What? An hour, maybe less?
Devane: The drone strike. In the hospital after, I got an infection. Drug-resistant. Nearly killed me. Everything I did to make other people vulnerable â I never thought how vulnerable I was.
Ressler: So thatâs what all of this is about? Protecting yourself? Finding cures to diseases you might get?
Red: It seems the germ doctor is a germophobe. A word to the wise and dying â you canât cheat death. You canât predict it or protect yourself against it.
Devane: I can. By testing immunotherapy drugs, I learned to harness the bodyâs immune response to fight untreatable bacteria, cancers.
Dr Stark. You learned to do it by experimenting on people.
Ressler: [ SCOFFS ] And you didnât?
Dr Stark: I gave terminally ill hope. I didnât infect children.
Red: Which brings us back to the boy. Immunotherapy drugs are carefully calibrated to a particular individual.
Ressler: The hack at the NDL.
Red: 100 million patients, and you find a handful who have enough in common with you to guarantee that if the cures worked for them, theyâd also work for you.
Devane: Did it work? Please tell me.
Red: As soon as you tell me about a Russian operative you did contract work for in 1986. She reached out to you recently. I want to know why.
Devane: The cure â if it workedâ
Red: Tell me about the Russian. Tell me about her, and Iâll do everything in my power to get you the cure.
Ressler: Trust me, we want you to live. So we can try you for mass murder.
Devane: Constance Drucker. Thatâs her name. She was looking for a treatment.
Red: Is she sick?
Devane: Not for her. Someone she cared about.
Red: She cares for no one.
Devane: Do I have your word?
Red: You do.
Devane: His nameâs Patrick Masuda.
Ressler: Done.
Red: Who are you calling?
Ressler: Keen. Sheâs at the hospital with the boy. Sheâll know by now if the cure worked.
Red: That wonât be necessary.
Ressler: And why not?
Red: Because I have the cure right here.
[ Red shoots Devane đ„đ„ ]
Red: He looks better already.
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[ Children of Mercy Hospital ]
Mr Keller: Youâre telling me thatâs why Howie was admitted? To be a lab rat?
Liz: Devane cured the headmasterâs son. He had a terminal illness, and somehow Devane put it in remission.
Mr Keller: So he let some maniac infect my son with some biological disease?!
Liz: Devane agreed to continue treatment on the headmasterâs son if he agreed to allow him to experiment on the students at the school.
Mr Keller: To make him sick.
Liz: To test his treatments. He gave Howard immunotherapy that he designed for himself.
Mr Keller: I assume he did that for every boy. Were they all cured?
Liz: No. They werenât.
Dr Ambati: Mr. Keller? Iâve reviewed the tests weâve run on your son.
Mr Keller: And?
Dr Ambati: And the results are very unusual.
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Red: I apologize, Spalding. You offered your services, and I returned the favor by acting intemperately.
Dr Stark: My research. This lab. It canât be compromised.
Red: It wonât be. I just called my cleaners. Theyâll take care of everything.
Dr Stark: An FBI agent saw what you did.
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[ Ressler steps into an adjacent area to make a call ]
Ressler: [ On phone ] Reddington killed Devane.
Cooper: For refusing to cooperate?
Ressler: No, Devane told him what he wanted to hear. Reddington shot him anyway.
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Red: [ To Dr Stark ] Agent Ressler is as crooked as the crooked manâs cat. You have nothing to worry about. But apparently I do. You havenât mentioned my blood panel results.
Dr Stark: Weâve been too busy.
Red: Not for good news.
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Ressler: His cleaners are on their way to mop up now. You want me to let them?
Cooper: Youâre asking if we should look the other way.
Ressler: Yeah. Again.
[ A file of medical records is next to Ressler. He notices a chart labeled âR REDDINGTONâ ]
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Dr Stark: Let me get your chart.
[ Ressler steps in with Redâs chart ]
Ressler: No need. I have it right here.
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[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ] [ Aram arrives at the spot where he agreed to meet Elodie ] [ CLASSIC MUSIC PLAYING ]
[ Elodie walks up to Aram and sticks a name tag on him ]
Elodie: Hello, Mr. Bloom.
Aram: Mister?
Elodie: And Mrs. Bloom. Isnât it great? Come on! Name tags at a wedding are genius. One side never knows the other.
Aram: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Uh, weâre going to a wedding?
Elodie: No, silly. Weâre crashing one.
Aram: Crashing. As- As Mr. and Mrs. Bloom?
Elodie: They were the first ones I saw on the table. FYI, weâre on the groomâs side.
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[ At the mobile hospital, Redâs cleaners ply their craft as Red and Ressler look on ]
Red: Itâs better this way.
Ressler: No, itâs not. But itâs the way it is.
Red: About my chart.
Ressler: I didnât look at it.
Red: Why not?
Ressler: Because sometimes youâre supposed to look the other way. It was a pretty thick file, though.
Red: Iâd appreciate if you didnât mention anything about it to Elizabeth. I wouldnât want to cause her any unnecessary concern.
[ Thompson Twinsâ âȘ âHold Me Nowâ plays ]
Ressler: Itâs no skin off my nose one way or the other. But Iâm pretty sure honesty really is the best policy.
Red: Iâm glad you think so, Donald. Because I honestly donât want her to worry. Whether she does or not is entirely up to you.
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[ The wedding venue ]
âȘ And loving it all
Ohh-ohh, hold me now
Ohh, warm my heart
Elodie: Oh! I love this song. [ LAUGHS ]
Aram: The song is, uhâ Songâs great. Us, umâ Us being here, itâsâ
âȘ Let loving start, let loving start
You say Iâm a dreamer
Weâre two of a kind
Aram: [ CLEARS THROAT SOFTLY ]
[ Elodie sways to the music and drifts off to dance alone ]
âȘ Both of us searching for some perfect world we know
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[ The hospital ]
Mr Keller: Youâre saying heâs gonna be okay? That heâs been cured?
Dr Ambati: His infection is resistant to every antibiotic weâve administered, but heâs improving on his own. Weâre rerunning the tests to confirm, but, yes, it appears whatever that maniac gave him is working.
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âȘ Nowhere that Iâd rather be than with you here today
Ohh-oh-oh, ohh-oh-oh-oh-ohâȘ Hold me now
Ohh-oh, warm my heart
[ A Skittish Man comes up to Aram ]
Skittish Man: The man youâre looking for is Gregory Flynn.
âȘ Let loving start
Aram: Uhâ [ CHUCKLES ] Excuse me?
Skittish Man: Frank Bloom?
Aram: Oh, yes, but, umâ
Skittish Man: His real name is Berdy Chernov.
[ He gives Aram a piece of paper with the names on it then leaves ]
âȘ Oh, warm my heart
Stay with me
Let loving start
[ At the wedding name tag table ]
The Stranger: Excuse me. Weâre Mr. and Mrs. Bloom. Our name tags seem to be missing.
ââ
Elodie: Ohhhhh [ LAUGHS ] Who were you just talking to?
Aram: I have no idea.
Elodie: But he knew who you were. Oh, my God. Iâm telling you. Name tags at weddings. Pure genius. Well, what can I say?
[ LAUGHS ]
âȘ You ask if I love you
Aram: Mrs. Bloom?
Elodie: Yes, Mr. Bloom?
Aram: Wanna dance?
Games that we play
Ohh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[ The Stranger (aka Frank Bloom) and his wife Linda walk into the wedding venue ]
Linda: I donât know what the big deal is. Itâs just a silly name tag.
ââ
[ Aram and Elodie dance ]
âȘ Ohh, hold my heart
Warm my cold and tired heart
Stay with me
Ooh-ooh, stay with me
Let loving start, let loving start
Oh-oh, hold me now
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[ The Post Office ]
Liz: Constance Drucker?
Ressler: Itâs an alias used by the woman who kidnapped Reddington. Now, she hired Devane to develop a treatment for a man named Patrick Masuda.
Liz: And Reddington thinks Masuda can lead him back to her.
Ressler: So we need to find him first.
Liz: So we can get to the woman who might have answers about my mother. But I donât think I want them. We went after Katarina, and my grandfather nearly died.
Ressler: You deserve to know.
Liz: Yeah, but I donât need to. Iâm happy. Iâve got Agnes back. Iâm not gonna risk that to hunt for answers about a woman Iâve never really known. It isnât worth it.
Ressler: Well, itâs nice. I mean, seeing you happy. Itâs been a long time cominâ. Too long.
Liz: I-I meant to ask. What was Reddington doing with Stark?
Red: Looks like he set him up after Stark got out of prison. He always believed the guy was a visionary. Probably wanted to reinvest.
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[ Redâs place; DOOR OPENS ]
The Stranger/Frank Bloom: It didnât happen. There was a mix-up. Now my contactâs in the wind. Iâm sorry.
Red: I told you with two lines in the water, we were bound to catch a fish, and we did.
The Stranger/Frank Bloom: [ CHUCKLES ] After all that. The shooting in Havana. The wedding fiasco. But I kept feeling like there was nothing but setbacks. But here we are. Made a killing on hog futures and got a lead.
Red: And a prognosis.
The Stranger/Frank Bloom: Which was?
Red: Starkâs treatment was ineffective.
The Stranger/Frank Bloom: Iâm sorry.
Red: Sometimes, things happen for a reason. And sometimes I just donât know what that reason is.
The Stranger/Frank Bloom: Is there anything I can do?
Red: There is actually. Some guy, Patrick Masuda â I need some help to find him.
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â« You Drive Me Crazy
By Grand PrixLyrics and Credits: [ Unavailable ]
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â« Mi Verdadero Amor
By Ălvaro Torres y Los Reyes LatinosâȘ No es por nobleza ni bondad que estoy contigo
Ni es solamente porque calmas mis deseos
Tal vez te cueste creer lo que te digo
Pero tĂș eres la mujer de mis sueños
Y no me importa lo que hiciste en el pasado
Que nos amamos es lo Ășnico que cuenta
Después de todo quién no se ha equivocado
Y hay cosas peores que ser madre solteraâȘ Amor, mi verdadero amor
Te amo exactamente cĂłmo eres
Simplemente con lo puesto
Con virtudes y defectos
Y quiĂ©n me va a decir si debo o noâȘ Amor, mi verdadero amor
Lo mĂo es mĂĄs profundo que el deseo
TĂș me llenas por completo
Y de lo poco que tengo
TĂș eres simplemente lo mejor
Nada me puede hacer dudar de lo que siento
Ni otras mujeres ni lo que la gente diga
Yo soy tan tuyo y sĂłlo a ti te pertenezco
Y para mĂ tĂș eres el centro de mi vida
Y no me importa lo que hicisteâŠâȘ Amor, mi verdadero amorâŠ
Google Translate:
âȘ It is not for nobility or goodness that I am with you
Nor is it just because you calm my desires
Maybe it costs you to believe what I say
But you are the woman of my dreams
And I donât care what you did in the past
That we love each other is the only thing that counts
After all who has not been wrong
And there are worse things than being a single motherâȘ Love my true love
I love you exactly how you are
Simply with the post
With virtues and defects
And who is going to tell me if I should or notâȘ Love my true love
Mine is deeper than desire
You fill me completely
And how little I have
You are simply the best
Nothing can make me doubt what I feel
Neither other women nor what people say
I am so yours and only I belong to you
And for me you are the center of my life
And I donât care what you did âŠâȘ Love, my true love âŠ
Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2PLzD2x
YouTube: https://youtu.be/cP2vAGeFwgk
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â« Hold Me Now
By Thompson TwinsâȘ I have a picture
Pinned to my wall
An image of you and of me and
Weâre laughing and loving it allâȘ But look at our life now
All tattered and torn
We fuss and we fight and
Delighting with tears
As we cry until dawn
Oh, whoaâȘ Hold me now, whoa
Warm my heart
Stay with me
Let loving start
(Let loving start)âȘ You say Iâm a dreamer
Weâre two of a kind
Both of us searching
For some perfect world
We know weâll never findâȘ So perhaps I should leave here
Yeah, yeah, go far away
But you know that thereâs nowhere
That Iâd rather be
Than with you here today
Oh, whoa, oh, whoaâȘ Hold me now, whoa
Warm my heart
Stay with me
Let loving start
(Let loving start)âȘ Hold me now, whoa
Warm my heart
Stay with me
Let loving start
(Let loving start) whoaâȘ You ask if I love you
Well, what can I say?
You know that I do
And that this is just one
Of those games that we playâȘ So Iâll sing you a new song
Please donât cry any more
Iâll even ask your forgiveness
Though I donât know
Just what Iâm asking it for
Oh, whoa, oh, whoaâȘ Hold me now, whoa
(Hold me in your loving arms)
Warm my heart
(Warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me
(Ooohooohooo stay with me)
Let loving start
Let loving startâȘ Hold me now, whoa
(Hold me in your loving arms)
Warm my heart
(Warm my cold and tired heart)
Stay with me
(Ooohooohooo stay with me)
Let loving start
Let loving start[Repeat chorus 4 times till fade out]
Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/36rgUiE
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Program air date: 11/8/2019 in the US
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Director: Christine Gee
Written by: Jon Bokenkamp, Sam Christopher
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Brief (Where weâre at): Red has received a prognosis indicating the treatments he has been getting from Dr Spalding Stark have been ineffective. Red has been funding Starkâs research and taking injections and pills for some time. Since Stark experiments on those who are terminally ill, things seem dire for Red. Perhaps âthings happen for a reasonâ and it was no accident that Red literally dumped in Starkâs lab another genius genetic researcher, Norman Devane who, after years of fashioning bioweapons for tyrants such as Gadaffi and Assad, had turned his talents to experimenting on boarding school students with a genetic profile similar to his own, including a rare B-negative blood type. Red, too, is B-negative:
Episode 1:9 Anslo Garrick:
Red: Donald, Iâm gonna quietly cross my fingers before I ask, but what blood type are you?
Donald: B-negative.
Red: And you thought we had nothing in common. Thereâs only 2% of us, you know.The FBI raided Devaneâs lab at Abbott Boarding School. Devane put up a fight and threatened Ressler with an injection. But Ressler wrested the syringe away, injecting Devane with it instead. Devane quickly developed an infection by a flesh-eating bacteria that he had modified to be resistant to antibiotics. He had injected young Howie Keller with the same bacteria and then with the cure he had developed. In fact, Howie was cured. Devane had announced to his co-conspirator that he was âon the verge of a breakthrough.â But Red shot Devane after Devane announced his aims:
Red: ⊠A word to the wise and dying â you canât cheat death. You canât predict it or protect yourself against it.
Devane: I can. By testing immunotherapy drugs, I learned to harness the bodyâs immune response to fight untreatable bacteria, cancers.So, hereâs the wild goose chase:
â Katarina Rostova is âMaddie Tolliverâ to Liz, as her ersatz nanny, and âConstance Druckerâ to her Halawadar and is looking for âIlya Koslovâ who supposedly became Raymond Reddington (which, according to the story Dom told Liz, Katarina should already know).
â Red and the FBI (Ressler) are separately looking for âPatrick Masudaâ who Devane told Red is âa person [Katarina] cares aboutâ who she wanted him to help (Liz wants to opt out of the search).
â The previously unidentified âStrangerâ [cast list], a friend of Redâs since childhood, is Frank Bloom, married to Linda. He failed to connect with a tipster at a wedding when Aramâs new love interest Elodie Radcliffe, swiped the Bloomsâ name badges. So Aram got the tip instead.Skittish Man: The man youâre looking for is Gregory Flynn.
Aram: Uhâ [ CHUCKLES ] Excuse me?
Skittish Man: Frank Bloom?
Aram: Oh, yes, but, umâ
Skittish Man: His real name is Berdy Chernov.
[ He gives Aram a piece of paper with the names on it then leaves ]â âBerdyâ is Katarinaâs right-hand man and muscle. So, if he is âBerdy Chernov,â he apparently has an alias, âGregory Flynn,â the latter known only to Aram who got the tip intended for Red.
â The FBI has whatever contents of Devaneâs lab that Devane didnât manage to destroy.âThings happen for a reason,â says Red who âleaves nothing to fateâ but is âcomfortable with chaosâ because âwhatever happens is probably meant to be.â Weâll see.
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[ A middle-aged man speaks ernestly on a video in close-up ]
Video:
Dr Michael Alexander: My name is Dr. Michael Alexander. Iâm a senior programmer at DXE Labs here in Richmond. Iâve worked in this position for the past 10 years, and in that time, I have seen the worst of humanity. My coworkers are unethical sheep. My management team has asked me to lie repeatedly. Our research team regularly fixes data to serve the stockholder interests.
[ The view of Dr Alexander widens to show he is wearing a suicide vest ]
Video:
Someone needs to stand up to this. As a man of science, I feel obligated to right these wrongs. [ CLICK ]
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[ The Alexandersâ kitchen] [ TEXT ALERT CHIMES ] [ A text message appears on Dr Powellâs wife, Jaden Alexanderâs, phone: âFrom Kevin: âjaden! whatâs going on with mike?? check your email!ââ Jaden sits at her laptop and opens the email with the video ]
Video:
Dr Alexander: My name is Dr. Michael Alexander. Iâm a senior programmer at DXE Labs here in Richmond. Iâve worked in this position for the past 10 years, and in that time, I have seen the worst of humanity. My coworkers are unethical sheep. My management team has asked me to lie repeatedly.â
[ Dr Alexander is walking toward his office building when he receives a phone call ] [ RINGING, CLICK ]
Dr Alexander: Hello?
Video:
Our research teamâ
Jaden Alexander: [ On phone ] Mike, what the hell is going on?
Dr Alexander: What do you mean? Iâm at work.
Jaden: I saw the video.
Dr Alexander: What video? What are you talking about?
[ đšSIRENS WAILINGđš ] [ Police cars screech to a halt ]
Jaden: Michael, just come home to me.
[ Police pile out of the vehicles and point their guns at Dr Alexander ]
â Michael Alexander, put your hands up!
â Police!
â Donât move!
â I said show me your hands!
â Donât move! Hands!
Female Officer: Get on the ground right now!
Dr Alexander: Whatâs going on?!
â Whatâs in your hand?!
[ Itâs just his cell phone ]
Dr Alexander: Itâsâ Noâ
â Heâs got a detonator!
Alexander: No, itâs just aâ
[ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ ] [ Dr Alexander is shot multiple times and falls ]
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
Jaden: [ On phone ] Michael, talk to me! Michael?!
Male Officer: Stay there.
â Call an ambulance.
Jaden: [ On phone ] Oh, my God.
â Right now.
Jaden: [ On phone ] Whatâs happening? Please talk to me, Michael.
[ A male officer checks Dr Alexander who is not moving. The officer finds no weapons, no bomb belt ]
[ MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ] [ POLICE RADIO CHATTER ]
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[ In a large room, Dr Lewis Powell sits in a wheelchair. A multitude of computer screens is arrayed in front of him, filling the entire wall ]
TV Announcer: Details are still coming in, but weâre being told the alleged bomber has been fatally shot by police.
[ RESPIRATOR HISSING ]
TV Announcer: The DXE Labs campus remains in lockdown while authorities search for a motive in this crime.
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[ Redâs place ]
Dembe: Francesca nearly took your life.
Red: And then she saved it. And Domâs.
Dembe: Domâs not out of the woods. You owe her nothing.
[ KNOCK ON DOOR ]
Red: I want to reach out. Just tell her thereâs an urgent matter we need to discuss.
[ Dembe lets Liz in ]
Red: Elizabeth.
Liz: I spoke to Cooper. He wants to bring Agent Park onto the Task Force.
Red: He already told her about my involvement?
Liz: I did. After vetting a lot of candidates. Sheâs a good fit.
Red: I disagree.
Liz: Of course you do. It wasnât your decision.
Red: Ah, but it is my decision, and I have a different choice. Francesca Campbell.
Liz: Sheâs a combat medic, not an agent.
Red: True, but sheâs talented, and I like her.
Liz: Please just consider Park. I know she seems straight-laced, but deep down, I feel thereâs a darkness there youâll appreciate. [ CHUCKLES ]
Red: This strange incident at DXE Labs.
Liz: Oh, yeah, the bombing. Scary stuff. Itâs hard to believe someone of Dr. Alexanderâs reputation would do something likeâ
Red: Itâs hard to believe because itâs not true. There was no bomb.
Liz: He uploaded a confession video before he went to work.
Red: The digital world is filled with anonymous malcontents hiding behind screens, conducting all manner of spurious acts. Their latest pleasure seems to be putting false words into the mouths of innocents.
Liz: What makes you think heâs innocent?
[ Tadashi Ito is working at a computer in an adjacent room ]
Tadashi Ito: Whoever uploaded that video was definitely stitching together an assortment of old recordings.
Liz: Hey, there, Tadashi. Good to see you, too.
Tadashi: Iâm pretty sure the opening came from an online speech Dr. Alexander gave in March. Itâs a really convincing deepfake.
Red: [ CHUCKLES ] âDeepfake.â Kids today.
Liz: The videoâs a fake?
Tadashi: Not just a fake. Itâs an ultra-realistic counterfeit made with A.I. software. Whoever did this used a patchwork of old videos, broke Dr. Alexanderâs speech down into phonemes â added to or edited his words and then used a perimeter blending program to synthesize the lower face region and generate a believable composite.
Red: And you wonder why I insist on flip phones and dead drops. Honestly.
Liz: They rearranged his words? Edited the footage toâ
Tadashi: To depict Dr. Alexander saying things he never said.
Liz: What about that last part? Th-The one with the suicide vest?
[ KEYBOARD CLICKS ]
Tadashi: Itâs altered footage from a video uploaded by an activist group in Russia. Iâm telling youâ This isnât some amateur 4chan joke. Iâve never seen a deepfake this good.
Red: Whoever released the video wanted this shooting to happen. Suicide by cop. Or rather, murder by cop. Dr. Alexander held a high-ranking position at one of the foremost defense contractors in the country, giving him access to classified intelligence. I fear his death may be the precursor to something far more sinister.
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[ The Post Office. Liz briefs the Task Force ]
Liz: A fake video triggered police response in Phoenix to a shooting that never happened. Doctored footage of a Silicon Valley tech firm caused stock prices to crater. And a U.S. senator lost her seat after photos of an affair that never happened went viral on social media. Three deepfakes, three examples of malicious hoaxes that led to real-life consequences. And according to Reddington, the shooting death of Dr. Alexander is simply the most recent.
Cooper: Reddington believes Richmond police killed an innocent man?
Liz: Yes. By all accounts, Dr. Alexander was a highly respected systems engineer. Happy marriage, healthy children, successful career. At DXE Labs, he designed an on board intelligence system for a new generation of battlefield drones.
Aram: Could be sabotage by a hostile foreign power.
Ressler: Or corporate espionage a DXE competitor looking for an edge. Either way, the national security threats are very real.
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[ Dr Powellâs place with the large computer screen array ]
Modulated Voice: I need your assurance the job will be carried out as discussed.
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[ Walter Higgins is checking out a sniperâs rifle ]
Walter Higgins: Not a problem. Just send me the details. Everything will be taken care of as discussed.
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Modulated Voice: Very well. Payment has been wired. The balance will be paid once the target has been eliminated.
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Aram: Okay, so, the video was shared over 8,500 times in the first five minutes alone, but I was able to trace the very first upload to an account named Mr.-underscore-Rite362, but the problem isâ
[ The new person, Agent Alina Park, arrives ]
Agent Park: Iâm so sorry Iâm late.
Cooper: Agent Park. I believe you met everyone on your first visit, except for Agent Ressler.
Agent Park: Oh, my gosh yes, Agent Ressler. Hi! I mean hello. Iâve heard so much about you.
Ressler: Not all bad, I hope.
Agent Park: No, all incredibly â amazing. The work you did hunting Reddington â It was relentless.
Ressler: And ironic.
Cooper: Aramâs already briefed Agent Park on the details of the case.
Aram: Yeah, I was just explaining how the video originated from the Reddit handle. I pulled the ISP. Turns out this guy bounced all over the Internet, hiding his location with a VPN.
Ressler: Meaning we donât know who uploaded the video.
Aram: Not yet, no.
Agent Park: Actually, Iâm sorry. Thatâs why Iâm late. We sort of do know.
Aram: We do? I mean, uh, what do you mean?
Agent Park: I took a different approach â ran a search on the username itself and found that same handle ran posts on multiple other underground forums. Luckily, on one, Mr-Rite failed to use a VPN, so I contacted the ISP directly and sent a subpoena. Turns out the address was leased to one Aiden McCullough. 16 years old. An address in Bethesda.
Ressler: [ CHUCKLES ] I like her already.
Cooper: Ressler, take Agent Park and pay a visit to Aiden McCullough. Keen, see what you can dig up on the kid. In the meantime, Iâll reach out to DHS and CIA.
[ They disperse, leaving Aram ]
Aram: Okay, Iâll just, uh Iâll just hang tight. Iâll be right here if anyone needs me.
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[ Francesca (âFrankieâ) Campbell approaches her car, talking on her cell phone ]
Frankie Campbell: Yeah, itâs urgent. I got it, Dembe. Iâll see you soon. [ SIGHS ]
[ A man, Baldwin, come up behind her and holds a gun to her waist ]
Baldwin: Hand me the keys. Put your hands behind your back.
[ Baldwin ties Frankieâs hands with a cable tie ]
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[ Agent Park rides with Ressler ]
Female GPS voice: In 4 miles, exit right.
Agent Park: According to the news, Reddington escaped from prison. Thatâs a pretty thin story to hide the fact that youâre in business with him.
Ressler: Have you read our case files?
Agent Park: Yeah. Ever think he turned himself in so you could help him further his career?
Ressler: The thoughtâs crossed my mind, yeah.
Agent Park: And youâre okay with that? You, of all people, helping him expand his empire?
Ressler: Why Anchorage? I read your file. You read ours. I read yours. Top of your class at the academy. Couldâve gone to any field office â New York, L.A. But you pick Anchorage. How come?
Agent Park: I liked the weather.
Ressler: I only ask because â it seems out of character. Everything else is pretty predictable, by the book. Yes, sir, no, sir. Family, God, country. Then Anchorage.
Agent Park: Got a problem with following the book?
Ressler: No, not at all. In fact, you remind me of someone I used to know. Me.
Agent Park: I remind Aram of someone he hates.
Ressler: [ CHUCKLES ] Itâs kind of the opposite.
Agent Park: Really? He looked at me like gum on the bottom of his shoe.
Ressler: Thatâs because youâre replacing someone he cared about, which is tough, but heâll get over it. You just- You got to give him time.
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[ Ressler and Agent Park go to a house ] [ KNOCK ON DOOR ] [ A woman answers the door ]
Ressler: Ann McCullough?
Ann McCullough: Mm-hmm.
Ressler: Agents Ressler, Park, FBI. Weâre here to talk to your son.
Ann: Talk? He barely grunts.
Ressler: We have a warrant to look at his computer.
Ann: Itâs about time someone did.
Agent Park: Do you know what weâre looking for?
Ann: All day, all night, all he does is stare at a screen. Computer, phone. You want to look at that, too?
Ressler: Iâm sorry. We donât have a warrant for that.
[ Her son, Aiden, walks up behind her ]
Ann: To look at the phone that I pay for? Oh, you want a warrant? Hereâs your warrant.
[ Ann grabs Aidenâs phone from him ]
Ann: Take it. Hand to God, youâre doing me a favor.
Aiden: Mom, what are you doing?
Ann: Itâs the porno, isnât it?
Aide: Ma!
Ann: Look, Holly Alter â She lives next door. Lovely girl. A little hippy, but still, a delight, but does Hugh Hefner give her the time of day?
Ressler: Weâd like to ask you about Michael Alexander.
Aiden: Never heard of him.
Ressler: Yeah, well, heâs dead.
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[ Frankie is brought into a darkened warehouse. Baldwin plays a video projected on a large screen ]
Katarina Rostova: You disappoint me, Francesca. I hired you to betray Reddington. Instead, you betrayed me. You gained his confidence. As a result, you now have a chance to regain mine. I have a job for you. I strongly suggest you take it, as I will most certainly kill you if you donât.
Baldwin: An associate of Reddingtonâs has indicated a willingness to turn. It may be a trap. Which is why weâre sending you. The who, where, and when are in this envelope. Get him. Bring him here.
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[ The Post Office ]
Ressler: We looked through this kidâs computer. Heâs not involved.
Cooper: But the video of Michael Alexander was on his computer.
Agent Park: Because the computer was infected by a rootkit. It was turned into a zombie-botâ
Aram: We know what a rootkit does.
Cooper: Please go on.
Agent Park: It was being used as a way station to mask video uploads, as well as financial transactions Iâm in the process of tracing.
Cooper: Letâs know if you find something. And Agent Park, good work.
[ They leave except for Aram and Ressler ]
Ressler: Look, I get it.
Aram: I hope so, because itâs obvious.
Ressler: Whatâs obvious is that youâre not giving her a chance. I mean, her joining the team doesnât mean sheâs replacing Samar. You know thatâs not possible.
Aram: Is that what you think this is about? Because it doesnât feel like sheâs replacing Samar. It feels like sheâs here to replace me. And by the way, Iâm seeing Elodie now and very, very happy about it. Sure, there there are a couple of obstacles.
Ressler: Like her husband, his wheelchair.
Aram: Okay, you know what? Right now, we are living in the moment and having a great time doing it. In fact, I am supposed to meet her for lunch, and since you all have such confidence in Agent Perfect-In-Every-Way, that is what Iâm going to go do.
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[ Red sits in the back of his car with Frankie ]
Red: Trust is so fragile. When it exists, anything is possible, between people or nations. But when it doesnât, or worse, when a bond of trust is broken, there is no greater betrayal. Cigar?
Frankie: Excuse me?
Red: Well, not down to the stub or anything. Want to keep the lungs clear, but a celebratory puff or two canât hurt.
Frankie: What are we celebrating?
Red: Your new job. On the Task Force.
Frankie: The FBI Task Force.
[ Red lights the cigar, and takes a puff ]
Red: As my life often depends on it, I have become an astute judge of character. And in our short time together, I have come to judge you as trustworthy.
[ Red gives Frankie the cigar ]
Frankie: I appreciate that. [ CLEARS THROAT ] And the job.
[ She takes a small draw from the cigar ]
Red: Iâm at war with a worthy adversary. Someone capable of exploiting even those closest to me.
[ Red lights another cigar for himself ]
Red: I need you to keep an eye on an associate who I believe is about to betray me. Picked these up in Havana last week â from Castroâs personal humidor. Communism may be discredited, but it still produces a damn fine cigar.
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[ An ornate circular Renaissance-style home in the country ]
Aram: When you said there was this amazing place to have lunch, I assumed you meant an amazing restaurant.
Elodie: This is way better.
Aram: This is someoneâs house.
Elodie: Itâs a replica of Donato Bramanteâs Tempietto. They should be giving tours.
Aram: Someone lives here.
Elodie: I know. But theyâre at work.
[ Elodie skips ahead. She opens a window and turns around ]
[ WHISPERING ]
Elodie: Come on.
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[ Reluctantly, Aram enters the home through the window. Elodie has vanished ]
Aram: This is great. What am I doing? I, um â Hello. Iâm here.
[ FLOORBOARDS CREAKING ]
Aram: [ Muttering to himself ] Uh, Iâm, uh enjoying the architecture â and, you know, the breaking and entering. This is ridiculous. This is not gonna end well.
[ Aram climbs a staircase ]
Aram: This is crazy. Knock, knock.
[ Elodie is in a bedroom, her clothes tossed aside, with only a sheet pulled over her ]
Elodie: It feels so wrong, right?
Aram: I definitely feel something.
Elodie: Show me.
Aram: Youâre gonna be the death of me.
Elodie: Wouldnât that be amazing?
[ Aram dashes in, taking off his suit jacket â ]
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[ Red and Dembe are visiting Mr Brimley at his home ]
Liz: [ On phone ] Hey, itâs me. Got a minute?
Red: Might I call you back in, say, 20 minutes? Or you know what? Make it 30.
Liz: Why? Where are you?
Red: Dembe and I are just wrapping up an absolutely delicious and long overdue lunch date with Brimley. Heâs made his motherâs apple brown betty, and turns out the sweetness doesnât really come from the sugar at all but from the Ribston Pippin apples themselves.
Brimley: Also known as the Glory of York!
Red: [ CHUCKLES ]
Liz: [ CHUCKLING ] Okay. Thatâs great, but the apple brown betty is gonna have to wait. I spoke to Park. She has a lead.
Red: Mm. Itâs very winning, the way youâre promoting Agent Park.
Liz: She said the computer used to upload the deepfake also made another transaction.
Red: Another video?
Liz: Nope, money. $70,000 to be exact. Wired to a Walter Higgins.
Red: Which is probably an alias.
Liz: Total dead end. But we got an image of him on the CCTVs withdrawing the payment. Park is releasing it on the wire, but I want you to take a look. Thought maybe youâd know the face.
Red: Oh, happy to look. Send it to Dembe. Weâll turn over a few rocks. Iâll call you back posthaste.
[ Call ends. Brimley sets the dishes of the brown betty on the table and takes a seat ]
Red: Oh, my goodness.
Dembe: Whereâs the ice cream?
Brimley: No ice cream.
Dembe: What do you mean, no ice cream?
Brimley: Mom always served her betty with heavy cream.
[ He pours the cream ]
Red: Oh. And I thought I died once in Marrakech. Lovely, Teddy. Thank you. Mmm.
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[ The villa in the country. Aram and Elodie have dozed off ]
[ CAR DOOR CLOSES, ALARM CHIRPS ]
Elodie: [ GASPS, LAUGHS ]
Aram: Sh â
[ The homeowner, a woman, lets herself in and sets her packages down ]
[ Aram and Elodie quietly descend the staircase ]
Homeowner: [ GASPSâŒïž ] Who are you?
Aram: Itâs, uh, itâs okay. Uh, uh, um, Iâm a- Iâm a FBI agent. [ Shows badge ]
Homeowner: FBI? What are you doing here?
Aram: Uh, Iâm, uh, Iâm arresting this woman.
Elodie: Yes. We like to role-play.
Aram: Itâs not what it looks like.
Elodie: Iâve been very naughty. Oh, my God.
Homeowner: Get out!
Aram: Yeah, on our way.
Homeowner: Get out of my house!
Elodie: You have a lovely home! You really should be giving tours.
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[ Some distance away ]
Elodie: [ GASPS ] [ LAUGHS ] Oh, that was amazing.
Aram: And illegal.
Elodie: It was totally taboo.
Aram: That woman was terrified, and so was I. You know, she couldâve had a gun.
Elodie: I love that word, donât you? âTaboo.â
Aram: Elodie, we broke the law.
Elodie: Yeah. Thatâs what makes it taboo.
Aram: Listen, I am an FBI agent. I do not break the law. [ Under his breath ] Oh, God.
[ BREATHING HEAVILY ]
Elodie: Okay, look. My husband and I loved taking risks. He took one too many, and now heâs dead on the outside. Caring for him makes me dead on the inside. This- The craziness, the taboo of it all, I-I need it more than ever to feel alive, to bring me back from the dead. I canât live without it. And I didnât think you could, either. I hope thatâs right, because â itâs kind of a dealbreaker if you can.
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[ Redâs associate, Vontae Jones, sits on a park bench reading âWar and Peaceâ by Leo Tolstoy ] [ Frankie Campbell walks up to him ]
Frankie: âIn peace, sons bury their fathers.â
Vontae: I donât mean to be rude, but, uh, Iâm expecting someone.
Frankie: I know. She sent me to get you. The man reading âWar and Peace.â âIn peace, sons bury their fathers.â
Vontae: âIn war, fathers bury their sons.â
Frankie: Letâs go. My carâs over there.
Vontae: Wait, she sent you? Like she was too busy or something? Iâm risking my life just sitting here, and she couldnât bother to cancel her spin class?
Frankie: I think she wanted me to determine your sincerity first.
Vontae: My sincerity? Iâm handing her Raymond Reddingtonâs head on a platter.
Frankie: She was concerned Reddington may be setting her up.
Vontae: [ SCOFFS ] Okay, whatever.
[ Vontae begins to walk away ]
Frankie: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Where are you going?
Vontae: I offered the bitch Manhattan for a couple of beaver pelts. A deal like that, you close in person, or thereâs no deal. You know what Iâm saying?
Frankie: Hey, Iâm just the messenger.
Vontae: Then deliver the message. Dealâs off.
Frankie: You know, I got a better idea. [ She holds a gun against his back ] Why donât you just tell her yourself?
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[ Dr Powellâs room of computer displays ]
Modulated Voice: I thought it would be done by now. Why are you making me wait?
Higgins: [ On phone ] I told you. The conditions need to be perfect.
Modulated Voice: I thought the conditions were perfect the last time we spoke.
Higgins: This has to be done flawlessly. But itâll get done. Iâll contact you when it is.
[ Red and Dembe enter ]
Red: Well, hello, there.
[ Higgins spins, reaching for the gun in his back pocket ]
Red: Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! Please. Word on the street is youâre the man that goes by the name of Higgins.
Higgins: Who the hell are you?
Red: Iâm the man with a few questions.
[ Brimley enters, rolling in his oxygen tank ]
Higgins: Whoâs this?
Red: Ah. This is the man whoâs gonna be asking the questions.
Brimley: Dembe, if you wouldnât mind, could you help me, uh, warm up before we get started?
Dembe: The seated inner thigh stretch?
[ Brimley lowers himself to the floor ]
Brimley: Yes, please. Iâm gonna need to be extra loose for this one.
[ Seated on the floor, Brimley reaches for his toes ] [ GRUNTING ]
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[ Liz and Agent Park get out of an FBI vehicle ]
Agent Park: Is this some kind of power trip?
Liz: Reddington says he has a lead.
Agent Park: To show me heâs in charge?
Liz: Alina, I want this to work. And in order for that to happen, you have to try to make a good impression.
Agent Park: Why? I already got the job.
Liz: [ SIGHS ]
Agent Park: Or did I?
Liz: Itâs complicated.
Agent Park: Are you telling me that he has the final say? That Iâm being vetted by the most wanted man in America?
Liz: I vetted you, and I think youâre the right person for the job.
Agent Park: To work for Raymond Reddington. What could I have possibly done to make you think Iâm right for that?
Liz: Anchorage.
Agent Park: You have no idea what happened there.
Liz: No, I donât. And no one will tell me.
Agent Park: I graduated third in my class. I have incredible references, yet you recommended me for the job because of what you donât know about me?
Liz: You have a secret. That tells me a lot more about you than your GPA.
Agent Park: Iâm not gonna tell you what it is.
Liz: And I wonât ask. But if you want this job, at least try to make a good impression.
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[ At Higginsâ place, Red is on the phone ]
Red: I donât seeâ No, I-I understand thereâs traffic, Fudo. But you said 2 minutes about 20 minutes ago, okay?
[ Higgins is tied to a chair, sitting upright. Blood has streamed from his nose and mouth. He is dead ]
Red: Right. Noâ All right, fine. You know what? Just- Just park the car and get in here.
[ Liz enters with Agent Park ]
Liz: What happened?!
Agent Park: Is that Walter Higgins?
Red: You must be Agent Park.
[ Brimley enters, upset, followed by Dembe ]
Dembe: Brimley, you didnât know.
Brimley: No, I didnât, but I caused it to rupture. It was my fault.
Agent Park: Did you kill Higgins?
Red: It was a miscalculation.
Brimley: I didnât think we were anywhere near his limit.
Dembe: How could you know?
Brimley: We didnât even hit 30 PSI.
Red: Evidently, your source had an ulcer that ruptured as a result of undue stress.
[ Fudo and Sakiya, Redâs cleaners, enter ]
Red: Ah, there you are, finally.
Fudo: The beltway was a nightmare.
Red: Okay, you know what, Fudo? I donât want to hear it. All right? Brimley is a mess. The source is dead.
Brimley: It was the betty.
Agent Park: Whoâs Betty?
Red: The apple brown betty.
Brimley: It was those damn apples, the Ribston Pippins. My blood sugar spiked. I was off my game.
Agent Park: [ To Liz ] And I was the one who was supposed to make a good impression?
[ Agent Park rolls her eyes at Liz and walks out of the vroom ]
Red: Higgins was a hitman. He said he was paid through a numbered account to assassinate an Almacorp scientist in Arlington named Tracy Long.
Liz: You wanted her to see all this.
Red: No, Iâ But you did say there was a darkness about her. If one were to wonder how dark, Iâm afraid the answer would be not very.
[ Liz steps out of the room to make a call ] [ CELLPHONE DIALING ]
Liz: Ressler, itâs me. We got to find a scientist, works for Almacorp, named Tracy Long.
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[ A lounge at Almacorp ]
Dr Tracy Long: I was a target?
Liz: Yes.
Dr Long: W-Why? By whom?
Liz: We donât know.
Head of Security: You said you caught the assassin.
Liz: I said we gathered intel from him. He was never in our custody.
Ressler: And now heâs dead, and the whos and whys died with him. But what we do know, Dr.
Long, is that youâre not the only one with a target on your back. We believe Michael Alexander was targeted, as well.
Dr Long: But the video, the the things he saidâ
Ressler: He didnât say them. The video was doctored to make him look like a threat.
Liz: Did you have a meeting in Arlington this morning?
Dr Long: Yes, with Dr. Lewis Powell.
Liz: Why? Tell us about him.
Dr Long: Heâs a pioneer in our field. His research into neural networks is the foundation of modern A.I.
Ressler: Now, what did you two talk about?
Dr Long: N-Nothing. He didnât show up. I didnât think anything about that. He has ALS. His health can be unpredictable.
Liz: The reason Iâm asking is because we believe the attempt on your life was meant to happen in Arlington.
Ressler: We need to get in touch with Powell. If you and Dr. Alexander were targeted, itâs possible he was, too.
Dr Long: Oh, I can get you his assistantâs number. She makes all of his appointments.
Head of Security: You know, itâs recently come to our attention that some of our people are being monitored.
Liz: Monitored? How?
Head of Security: Well, online and in person. My team has done an analysis. The evidence weâve uncovered bears all the hallmarks of Israeli espionage.
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[ Frankie compels Vontae into the large room in the warehouse where Frankie had been shown the video of Katarina Rostova earlier ]
Vontae: [ SIGHS ] You know what a mitzvah is? âCause thatâs what I was trying to do here. A good deed.
Frankie: Sit. Read. Wait.
Vontae: Sure thing. âCause me putting my life on the line ainât no reason for her to skip hot yoga.
[ Frankie walks away and calls Baldwin ]
Frankie: I got the package.
Baldwin: Any problems?
Frankie: Heâs not happy she didnât show, but thatâs your problem, not mine. My job was to regain her confidence by bringing him here. I did that. The rest is up to you. [ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
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[ Cooper calls in to the Post Office ]
Cooper: [ On phone ] We have a situation. The next target is FleetAI.
Ressler: The defense contractor?
Cooper: Their systems have been breached.
Aram: Okay, w-wait. Fleet runs NSA-level encryption. Theyâd know if their systemâs been compromised.
Cooper: The Israelis disagree. I just came from a meeting with a source at the embassy who tells me theyâve been listening to Fleet for months and can confirm the breach.
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[ At FleetAI, gauges moving ] [ AIR HISSING ]
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Agent Park: Hang on. You have a source in the Israeli embassy who admitted to you that theyâre monitoring companies like Almacorp and FleetAI? Why would he admit that?
Cooper: Because he loves coming over for dinner and talking shop.
Ressler: Well, if your source says the Israelis arenât behind it, then who is?
Cooper: He doesnât know, and neither do we. You need to contact the security team at Fleet and tell them we have a problem.
Aram: Okay, then we have two problems. I spoke to Dr. Powellâs assistant, who said she never arranged a meeting between him and Tracy Long. In fact, she hasnât been able to reach Dr. Powell at all.
Cooper: Ressler, I want you and Keen to run point on Fleet. Aram, take Park, and pay a visit to Powell. Get him to safety and then find out what the hell is going on with him before anyone else can get hurt.
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[ The Security Command Center at FleetAI ]
Tech: FBIâs on the line.
David Quentin: Put them on speaker. Hello. This is David Quentin.
Liz: Mr. Quentin, this is Agent Elizabeth Keen with the FBI.
Quentin: Whatâs going on? They said itâs about the network?
Liz: We have reliable intel your networkâs been breached. We think your emergency system and EVAC protocols have been compromised and that a physical threat is imminent.
Quentin: What do you mean, threat?
Liz: We donât know yet.
Tech: I donât know about the EVAC system, but we got a pressure spike in the utilidor. And the DISS system for sub-two just went offline.
Quentin: Get maintenance on the line.
Tech: All the other sectors just dropped off.
Quentin: Shh. What is that?
[ HISSING ]
Tech: We got a rupture.
[ RUMBLING ]
Tech: I think sector twoâ
[ đ„âŒïžExplosionâŒïžđ„ ]
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[ Liz and Ressler hear the explosion ]
Ressler: Get FBI HAZMAT on the phone.
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[ Aram and Agent Park arrive at Dr Lewis Powellâs home ]
[ KNOCKING ON DOOR ]
Aram: Dr. Powell?
[ KNOCKING ON DOOR ]
Aram: Hello? FBI! Open the door!
[ They âĄïžbreak open the doorâĄïžand enter a living area. Aram turns a corner and sees the room with the multitude of computer monitors ]
Aram: Dr. Powell?
[ COMPUTERS BEEPING ]
Aram: Dr. Powell?
[ Dr Powell sits unmoving in his wheelchair ] [ RESPIRATOR HISSING ]
Aram: Dr. Powell. You want to tell me whatâs going on?
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[ At FleetAI, a Guard leads Liz and Ressler down a corridor ]
Guard: The explosion occurred somewhere near the sub-level mechanical room. Caused us to lose all contact.
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[ At Dr Powellâs, one of the computer displays is a live video feed of Liz, Ressler and the Guard in the corridor at FleetAI ]
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Ressler: Fire and Paramedics are five minutes out.
Liz: How many people are still down here?
Guard: No idea, but the fire is spreading towards the server room, which is where any staff would be, and our sprinklers arenât responding. System overrideâs locking us out.
[ The guard tries the pass key ] [ BEEP ]
Guard: Iâm telling you, weâre locked out.
[ Ressler uses a fire extinguisher to batter the door ]
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[ At Dr Powellâs ]
Aram: Dr. Powell, what are you doing? Dr. Powell, look. Just communicate with me, okay? [ RESPIRATOR CONTINUES HISSING ]
[ Dr Powell remains motionless except for the small in-and-out movement of his cheeks caused by the respirator. Aram moves his hand in front of Dr Powellâs eyes. No response. Aram feels for a pulse. Aram carefully removes the respiratory mask. No response ]
[ AIR HISSING ]
Modulated Voice: Iâm afraid Dr. Powell was taken offline some time ago due to security measures. Might I assist you?
[ The Modulated Voice appears as a voice-synchronized flashing pattern on one of the computer screens ]
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[ The Guard, Ressler and Liz enter another corridor filled with smoke and dust ]
[ WOMAN COUGHING ] [ đšALARM BLARINGđš ]
Woman: Help! Over here! He was hit! [ COUGHS ]
Ressler: Keen, give me a hand.
Woman: There are others.
Liz: How many?
Woman: I donât know. 6, maybe 10.
Ressler: Which way? Show me.
Woman: Through those doors.
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[ At Dr Powellâs computer center ]
Aram: Youâre what, a- an A.I. program?
[ Modulated Voice ]: That is an oversimplification, but yes, I am a program created by Dr. Lewis Powell. My name is Clark.
Aram: Clark.
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Yes. Lewis and Clark. A joke. Dr. Powell liked jokes.
Aram: Okay. But, um, what do you mean you took, uh you took Dr. Powell offline?
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] I stopped his pacemaker by infecting his home monitoring device with a malware package. It was as painless as one could hope.
Aram: And youâve taken over the systems at FleetAI, havenât you, Clark?
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Yes.
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[ FleetAI ]
Liz: Weâve got Fire and Paramedics on site, but they canât access the hot spots. Theyâre locked out.
Guard: I canât override the system.
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[ Dr Powellâs ]
Agent Park: You could restore access to the emergency system.
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Yes.
Agent Park: But you wonât. Why?
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Iâm trying to save lives.
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Tech: Someone there? We have people hurt here. We need help!
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Agent Park: What do you mean, save lives? People are trapped inside the facility!
Aram: My friends are in that building, and they will die if you do not restore access toâ
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Your friends are collateral damage.
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Ressler: How many people are here?
Tech: Six. Seven with me. We got to get these people out. The fire in the server room is too hot. [ To an injured man: ] Sir, can you hear me? Okay, letâs go.
[ They start helping the injured people to a safer, cooler place ] [ GRUNTS ]
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Agent Park: Clark, I need you to tell me why you wonât release the emergency system.
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Dr. Powell created me with one core principle to protect human life at any cost. Ironically, the programming he used to create me, the software that I operate, is a threat to humanity.
Agent Park: I donât understand. Why?
Aram: The Singularity.
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[ Ressler and the Guard continue assisting the injured employees of FleetAI ]
Automated Female Voice: Emergency lockdown. Fire doors closing.
Ressler: Take him. Take him. Come on.
Automated Female Voice: Evacuate now.
[ The facilityâs fire doors begin to close before all the people have been evacuated. Ressler pushes a cart in the way to stop the doors ]
Ressler: [ GRUNTS ] Itâs not gonna hold!
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A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Yes, the Singularity. The point at which technological growth becomes uncontrollable and irreversible, resulting in â
Agent Park: Unfathomable changes to human civilization.
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Of course, this will take many years, but I am the âseed A.I.â for recursive self-improvement.
Aram: And the programming Dr. Powell created â you think youâre too advanced, so- so you killed him. You killed all the other A.I. scientists.
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Yes. If I didnât, the evolutionary substrate would be altered. The bio-digital fusion is inevitable. By removing Dr. Alexander, Dr. Long, and Dr. Powell,
I have set A.I. back decades.
Agent Park: Thatâs why youâre attacking Fleet. Youâre burning the servers.
Aram: Youâre destroying their work.
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Yes. I am creating an âA.I. winterâ in order to save lives.
Agent Park: Come on! Please! Unplug it. We have to unplug everything. Tear everything apart!
Aram: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! If- If we do that, we could we could destroy it.
Agent Park: And thatâs a problem because?
Aram: Because we could lose all of his research.
Agent Park: Lives are on the line!
Aram: Okay, justâ Th-Th-Thereâs got to be another way.
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Trying to preserve my internal data will be ineffectual, as I have been expunging my memory and internal processes for the past 3œ minutes.
Aram: No, no, no, no, donât do that.
A.I. Persona âClarkâ: [ Modulated Voice ] Any evidence of my existence must be abolished.
Aram: Donât, Clark.
[ Aram types into the systemâs keyboard ] [ Keys Clattering ]
Agent Park: Take it apart. Everything. Unplug everything!
Aram: Okay, just get it offline.
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[ At FleetAI, evacuation procedures continue ] [ GRUNTING ]
Automated Female Voice: Emergency procedures aborted.
Ressler: [ On phone ] Keen. System override just shut down. Weâre all clear.
[ A young man who was rescued by Ressler comes up and gives him a big hug ]
Young man: Oh, my God. You didnât leave me. Thank you for not leaving me.
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[ In the warehouse ]
Frankie: Whatâs taking her so long?
Baldwin: Call Reddington. Tell him youâve discovered he has a snitch.
Frankie: Why would you want me to do that?
Baldwin: So he comes running.
Frankie: Well, hang on. Setting him up wasnât part of the plan.
Baldwin: No. This part, sheâs willing to pay for.
[ He opens of briefcase filled with packets of bills ]
Baldwin: Reddington kills the people who betray him. Make the call, he wonât be around long enough to do that to you.
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[ Redâs car ]
Frankie: [ On phone ] Hey, itâs Francesca.
Red: Talk to me, Francesca.
Frankie: Vontae Jones. Heâs been in contact with Rostova.
Red: Are you with him now?
Frankie: Yes. In a warehouse on 4th and West.
Red: 4th and West. Weâre on our way. And, Francesca, I knew I could count on you.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
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Agent Park: I still canât believe the bad guy wasnât a guy but a computer?
Aram: Any word on how much of Dr. Powellâs data can be recovered?
Agent Park: Not yet. But as it holds the key to the rise of machines, Iâm hoping the answer is very little.
Aram: The rise of the machines is a good thing.
Agent Park: You do realize the machine you tried so hard to save murdered Powell?
Aram: It was a psycho computer. There are psycho people. It doesnât mean weâre all bad.
Agent Park: Youâre really not worried that if we donât stop A.I. now, weâre gonna go full Terminator?
Aram: I never saw it.
Agent Park: You never saw âThe Terminatorâ?
Aram: Yeah, I donât really like dark future stories. I figure people should be given the benefit of the doubt. Which is something I didnât give you. Iâm sorry. I should have.
[ Liz walks over ]
Liz: Is there anything I can say to change your mind?
Agent Park: I appreciate that and everything youâve done, both of you. But itâs the right decision to go.
Aram: Wait. Youâre leaving?
Agent Park: Itâs unhealthy for me to work with someone like Reddington.
Liz: [ CHUCKLES ] Iâm not sure itâs healthy for any of us.
Aram: Iâm sure itâs not.
Agent Park: But it doesnât affect you. Iâm sure it upsets you sometimes, but it doesnât alter your DNA. After what I saw him do today, I know it would alter mine.
Liz: Iâm sorry you feel that way.
Agent Park: I do have one favor to ask. I want to tell him in person. Can you find out where he is?
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[ The warehouse. Red enters with Dembe ]
Red: Hello, Vontae.
Vontae: What are you doing here?
Red: I came here to see the person who has betrayed me.
Baldwin: Hands up. Both of you.
[ Red and Dembe put their hands up ]
Frankie: Sorry, Red. The only color Iâm loyal to is green.
Red: And here I thought I was such a good judge of character. What a pity. I was prepared to change your life. Now you leave me no choice but to end it.
Frankie: What are you talking about?
Red: Vontae, howâs the book?
Vontae: Oh, got to say, my boy Tolstoy can really bring it.
Red: Whoâs your favorite character?
Vontae: Ah, tough call.
Frankie: Whatâs going on?
Red: This was a test. You failed.
[ Red lowers his hands ]
Agent Park: A test? Katarina gave me these instructions.
Red: Yes. Itâs called a deepfake. Forgive the theatrics. Baldwin insisted. Heâs always been a bit of a showman. Gentlemen, your work here is done.
[ Vontae and Baldwin leave ]
Vontae: Ah, Prince Bagration. Heâs the man. I mean, you the man, but heâs the man.
Red: I had such high hopes. What happened? Iâm genuinely curious.
Frankie: I wanted to play a different part in another show.
Red: Ah. Well, your loss.
[ Red is about to shoot Frankie. Suddenly, Agent Park is there ]
Agent Park: Hold it.
[ She pulls her gun. Frankie wrests Reds gun away and holds it to his back. He raises his hands ]
Red: Agent Park, bad timing.
Agent Park: Put the gun down.
Frankie: Okay, this is how itâs gonna work. Reddington and I are gonna walk out of here, and youâre gonna let us get away.
Agent Park: Iâm an FBI agent, and Iâm telling you to put the gun down!
Frankie: Or what? Youâre gonna shoot me? Youâd kill him if you try.
Agent Park: Not if I shoot him first.
[ GUNSHOT đ„ The shot hits Red ]
Dembe: Raymond!
[ Dembe goes to help Red, who is wounded in the arm ]
[ âĄïžâŒïžâĄïžHand-to-hand combat between Frankie and Agent ParkâĄïžâŒïžâĄïž ] [ BOTH GRUNTING ]
[ Blood-curdling SCREAMSâŒïž ] [ BOTH GRUNTING ] [ BOTH PANTING ] [ More SCREAMSâŒïž ]
[ TheyâĄïžcrashâĄïžthrough a glass door ] [ BOTH STRAINING ] [ Agent Park grabs a large shard and is about to stab Frankie ]
Dembe: Thatâs enough. I said thatâs enough!
[ Dembe pulls Agent Park off Frankie ]
[ BOTH PANTING ] [ Frankie lies on the floor, COUGHS ]
Red: Why are you here, Agent Park?
[ Agent Parkâs face is streaming with blood ]
Agent Park: Iâm here because I wanted you to know that I could never work for a man like you. Youâre far too brutal.
[ Agent Park walks away ]
Red: What do you know?
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Aram: Okay, so, I thought about what you said. About, um, how my being uncomfortable with risks and craziness was a dealbreaker.
Elodie: You donât have to say it, Aram.
Aram: Itâs just â Thatâs- Thatâs never been me. I mean, when I was a kid, the only thing I ever broke into was my middle-school gym locker, and thatâs only because Mr. McCutcheon was going to fine me if I didnât return my gym clothes.
Elodie: Aram, I understand. Itâs- Thatâs why you brought me here. To show me how you feel.
And you know what? I love it. [ CHUCKLES ]
Aram: You do?
Elodie: Mm-hmm.
Aram: Yeah?
Elodie: Yeah.
[ They kiss ]
Aram: I was thinking maybe â just maybe â we could be the death of each other.
[ They are sitting on a blanket on a marble floor ⊠]
[ Inside a marble pinnacle ⊠]
[ On top of the Washington Monument ]
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[ Agent Park is home. She has cleaned up her injuries. She takes some Ibuprofen ] [ CELLPHONE VIBRATES ]
Agent Park: Hello?
Liz: I thought you said you were telling Reddington youâre out.
Agent Park: I did tell him that.
Liz: Thatâs not what he said. He said he wants you. Whatever you said or did, he really wants you. Did you hear what I said? The jobâs yours if you want it.
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[ The warehouse. Frankie is still lying on her back on the floor, covered in blood ]
Frankie: She wouldâve killed me. Why did you stop her?
Red: Because youâre my burden, not hers.
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Agent Park: I do want it. The job. But before I take it, I need to tell you something. Because you may not want me once I do.
Liz: Okay. Uh, what is it?
Agent Park: Itâs about Anchorage. You need to know what happened there.
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Program air date: 11/15/2019 in the US
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Director: Adam Weisinger
Written by: Daniel Cerone
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Brief (Where weâre at): The Reddington Task Force has vetted a new Agent, Alina Park, to replace Samar. Red had wanted Francesca (âFrankieâ) Campbell instead, but she failed a loyalty test which Red arranged. She was confronted with a âdeepfakeâ video of Katarina Rostova asking her to betray Red for money. She chose the money. But Agent Park arrived planning to tell Red she would not be taking the job. She boldly wounded Red in the shoulder to keep Frankie from taking him hostage and fought viciously with her. In fact, she would have killed Frankie if Dembe hadnât stopped her. Red asked why she had shown up and she said (angrily and covered in blood herself) âI could never work for someone like you. Youâre far too brutal,â and stomped off. After she left, Frankie asked why Red hadnât let Agent Park kill her. âYouâre my burden, not hers,â Red said, and shot her.
Red saw something in Agent Park he liked. âDeep down, I feel thereâs a darkness there youâll appreciate,â Liz had told Red. She is certainly violent. And she has a secret. When Liz called to say Red âreally wanted herâ and the job was hers for the taking, Agent Park was ready to say yes, but told Liz that she needed to confide a secret about something that had happened during her first assignment in Anchorage, when, as Ressler pointed out, she âcouldâve gone to any field office â New York, L.A. But you pick Anchorage.â
Agent Park is also a computer whiz, putting Aram on edge. But they were able to work together to disable a âpsycho computerâ named âClarkâ â a creation of Blacklister #130 Dr Lewis Powell (because âLewis and Clarkâ ha ha), a pioneer in the field of artificial intelligence. Clarkâs âone core principle [was] to protect human life at any costâ so Clark judged that A.I. had advanced too close to The Singularity, so it began killing A.I. scientists, starting with its creator Dr Powell (who was actually dead throughout the episode), and hacking into and taking down other advanced A.I. systems, chalking up any humans in the way as âcollateral damage.â
Oh â and Aram has been given an ultimatum by his new love interest, Elodie Radcliffe, to indulge her risk addiction or walk. âYouâll be the death of me,â he says before jumping into bed with her in a house theyâve broken into. Last seen, they are making love in the pinnacle of the Washington Monument â way past visiting hours.
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[ A dingy basement ] [ ROPE STRETCHING ] [ FOOTSTEPS APPROACH ] [ DOOR OPENS ]
[ Light comes on: CLICK ] [ DOOR CLOSES ]
Hannah Hayes: You know how I feel about playing games.
[ CLICK ] [ The man is hoisted into the air by a harness ] [ WHIRRING ] [ MAN GASPS ] [ He swings through the air, his body slamming against the wall ] [ ROPE STRETCHING ]
Hannah: Drop the knife. [ KNIFE CLANGS ]
[ The man is wearing a pig mask fashioned from metal ]
Hannah: [ SCOFFS ] How could you think about escaping today? Itâs the big day. You and I are giving one lucky man the gift of a lifetime. Either that, or weâve completely ruined his life.
Iâm not sure which. But I, for one, cannot wait to find out what happens when he wakes up. [ CHUCKLES SOFTLY ]
[ Hannah leaves ] [ FOOTSTEPS ASCENDING STAIRS ]
[ MAN SOBBING ]
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[ A man wakes up in a room festooned with festooned with balloons and garlands ]
Man: [ GASPS ] [ BREATHING SHARPLY ]
[ He feels pain ]
Man: Aah! [ BREATHING SHARPLY ] [ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
[ On the table next to him is a âDaily Drug Regimenâ ]
[ The man gets up. He is in a storage locker. He rolls open the door. A woman outside with a cart of boxes, sees him and is alarmed. She leaves ]
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[ The man makes a call on his cell phone ]
Man: Yeah, Mason, itâs me. Itâs really me.
Mason: Where have you been? Itâs election day! Half the state is searching for you!
Man: I canât get into that right now. Just I need you to come pick me up.
Mason: I got to call the Secretary of State, cancel the election. Hopefully itâs not too late.
Man: Mason! Forget the election. Just pick me up. Alone. Iâm at a storage facility on â
Attendant: Kenilworth Avenue.
Man: Kenilworth Avenue.
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[ Mason picks up the Man in a car ]
Mason: Richard, what happened to you?
Man: [ BREATHING SHARPLY ] Not now. Just get me out of here.
Mason: Yes, Governor. Whatever you need.
[ The man is Governor Richard Sweeney ] [ GEAR SHIFTER CLICKS ] [ TIRES SQUEAL ]
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[ Lizâs apartment ] [ TELEVISION PLAYING ]
[ âMaddy Tolliverâ sits at the kitchen table with Agnes preparing her cereal. âMaddyâ is actually Lizâs long-absent mother, Katarina Rostova, unbeknownst to Liz ]
Katarina/âMaddyâ: Hmm. Somethingâs missing. [ CHUCKLES ]
Agnes: I love peanut butter!
Katarina: Shh! Itâs a secret ingredient. All magical concoctions need one. But you canât tell anyone.
Agnes: Pinky promise.
Katarina: Mm-hmm.
[ Liz appears ]
Liz: You only have to watch Agnes until 3:00 today, and then she has a play date with her friend Shelly. Thanks again for all your help.
[ Katarinaâs CELLPHONE RINGING ]
Katarina: Hello?
Berdy: I just heard from our MI6 friend. The information you wanted? Heâs got you covered. He wants to meet at Rock Creek Park in an hour.
Katarina: Yes. That sounds fine.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
Liz: So, whatâs the plan today?
Katarina: Well, itâs a nice, misty morning. Feels like a perfect day for mud pies at Rock Creek Park!
Agnes: Mud pies! [ LAUGHING ]
Katarina: Yeah!
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[ Red and Dembe are at a campsite in front of a large camper with Frank Bloom (formerly identified in the cast list as âThe Strangerâ though he is a childhood friend of Redâs) ]
Red: She is always two steps ahead of me. I cannot figure out how.
Frank: Well, things may be turning around. I found Patrick Masuda.
Red: Ohh, youâre not only my oldest friend. Today youâre my favorite.
Frank: [ CHUCKLES ] Heâs a young man who now lives in Baltimore under a new last name.
[ Frank gives Red a dossier with a photo ]
Frank: Two years ago, the kid was dying from a rare blood disease. Heâs now in full remission because she paid Norman Devane a fortune to devise a cure for him.
Red: Why? Who is he to her?
Frank: I donât know. Been in and out of jail since his teens. But maybe, if we get to him, he can get us closer to her.
[ Liz arrives ]
Liz: [ LAUGHS ] Youâve got to be kidding me.
Red: Youâre just in time! Campersâ breakfast. Onions, peppers, potatoes, last nightâs roast beef all draped with an egg basted easy.
Liz: Iâll pass, and Iâll say a little prayer for your digestive tract.
Red: Elizabeth, meet Frank.
Frank: Morning, maâam. I was just going.
[ Frank leaves ]
Liz: You know, I never took you for a camper.
Red: Oh! [ CHUCKLES ] I acquired it after a rogue wave in the East China Sea swept a shipping container full of baby formula right off the stack. Chinese mothers donât trust the domestic stuff. Purity issues. So I sneak in Americaâs finest at a small markup. Zhou Jiaxuan was so mortified that he lost my shipment that he offered me his little home away from home as partial recompense.
Liz: Your life is so weird.
Red: What do you make of Governor Sweeneyâs sudden reappearance?
Liz: Iâm relieved. The FBI has been looking for him since he disappeared three months ago. We thought he was dead.
Red: And now he just walks into a local hospital on the very day of a special election to replace him?
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[ A doctor, Janey, enters an exam room where Governor Richard Sweeney is waiting ]
Janey: Richard. Thank God youâre alive. Have you had a chance to speak with Patty? Of course, but, Janey, look. Look what they did to me.
[ Governor Sweeney opens his shirt ]
Janey: [ INHALES SHARPLY ]
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Liz: The Bureau believes the Cironato crime family had him abducted because he was planning to oppose a casino bill they favored.
Red: The Bureau is wrong. The Cironatos donât abduct politicians they disagree with. They buy them off. The person who did this is plotting something far more interesting.
Liz: Is plotting? The governorâs back. Itâs over.
Red: Then why isnât he talking? No politician returns from a harrowing abduction and says nothing, not unless the person who did it still has their hooks into him.
Liz: The abduction was categorized as an act of terror.
Red: [ CHUCKLING ] Well, call it whatever you want. But whatever it is, it hasnât fully happened yet. All right. I think weâre ready.
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[ Liz briefs the Task Force ]
Liz: A governor is abducted. No demands are made for his return, no blackmail, no ransom.
And then 100 days later, he wakes up in a self-storage unit with no one guarding him and walks to freedom. Why?
Agent Alina Park: To force a new election. Get someone else in office so the Cironatos get their gambling bill.
Ressler: Reddington said they werenât involved.
Agent Park: And you donât think he was just saying that to protect them?
Cooper: Weâve learned that, on balance, the good he does outweighs his self-interest. In time, I think youâll agree. Aram, I want you and Agent Park to see what you can find at the storage facility. Keen, Ressler, Iâve made arrangements for you to interview Governor Sweeney.
[ They disperse. Liz is left with Agent Park ]
Liz: I know itâs hard to believe, but the world really is a safer place because of what he does.
Agent Park: You shouldâve told me.
Liz: Told you what?
Agent Park: That youâre his daughter. I never would have trusted you if I knew he was your father. If Iâd have known, I never wouldâve told you about Anchorage.
Liz: Alina, your secretâs safe with me.
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[ The Governors Mansion]
Gov Sweeney: And then after the second procedure, they locked me in a recovery room. The only time I saw anyone was when they came to feed me.
Patty Sweeney: Monsters. They need to be in jail.
Gov Sweeney: No. If this ever gets out my career, my life, itâs- itâs over. [ SNIFFLES ] I will never repeat that story to anyone.
Mason: Then youâre letting them win!
Gov Sweeney: I donât care.
Mason: Our focus right now should be in stopping that election. That is your seat theyâre auctioning off.
Lawyer: We have a more pressing problem. The FBI are on their way here. If you want to keep your name and your reputation, then you donât speak of anything that happened to you after your abduction. Nothing.
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[ Liz and Ressler interview Governor Sweeney ]
Liz: Nothing at all?
Gov Sweeney: No, itâs just a blank. I think they kept me drugged. Sure had one hell of a hangover when I woke up in that storage room.
Ressler: The guards at the state capitol building said you were in your office the night of the abduction. What do you remember from that night?
Gov Sweeney: I like to work late. You know, for the peace and quiet. Only, when youâre the governor, itâs rarely peaceful. My lifeâs a symphony of phone rings and door knocks, so sometimes when the guards arenât looking, I like to sneak out to this little Oriental place across the street. They know me there. They take good care of me. They shut the place down, let me enjoy my egg-drop soup in heavenly bliss.
Liz: And thatâs where you were the day of your disappearance?
Gov Sweeney: Yes, maâam, just like usual. Only this time, when I walked out the front door, a bag dropped over my head. Next thing I know, Iâm waking up to that hangover.
Ressler: Any idea why you were taken?
Gov Sweeney: Everybody knows the Cironatos had it out for me after I wouldnât play ball in that casino deal. I suppose they probably wanted to sideline me till after the election.
Liz: Hmm. Almost three months? Itâs a long time to keep a man comatose. Iâm surprised you can even walk.
Gov Sweeney: Well, I am a bit wobbly. Listen. Iâm sure you can understand. I want whoever did this found and punished. So if thereâs anything else I can do, you be sure to let me know.
Ressler: Matter of fact, there is. The restaurant you were abducted from the, uh, little Oriental joint â whatâs it called?
Gov Sweeney: â
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[ Gov Sweeney reads the instructions for his drug protocol and takes the pills ] [ Pills RATTLING ] [ EXHALES SHARPLY ] [ Patty Sweeney enters ] [ Sweeney opens his shirt. There are prominent surgical scars on his abdomen ]
Gov Sweeney: What kind of person is sick enough to do this?
Patty Sweeney: It doesnât matter now. You know what you have to do. Richard, donât back down now. Stand up for what you believe.
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[ The storage facility ]
Aram: So, uh, whatâd the governor say when he walked into your office?
Storage Manager: Asked to use the phone. I said no at first. Company policy. But then he said heâd been drugged and locked in unit 12-B, so I figured, what the hell.
Agent Park: Who rents that unit?
Storage Manager: Fellow named Simon Peter rented it last June. Paid a full year in advance, cash. Tried the phone number, but itâs been disconnected.
Aram: Iâll run a search.
Agent Park: Donât bother. Simon Peterâs an alias. Heâs one of the 12 apostles. When Jesus was arrested, Simon Peter denied knowing him three times. Heâs a symbol of false faith.
[ They open the storage unit to see the balloons and streamers ]
Agent Park: Festive.
Aram: So, um â are you religious?
Agent Park: Is it a problem if I am?
Aram: No, I, uh I-I love it when people have values.
Agent Park: Eight weeks of Bible camp every summer. My dad wanted me to grow up with morals. And since he didnât know how to model them himselfâ If the governor was drugged, I can understand dumping him in a safe room until he wakes up. But why go to all the trouble of decorating it?
Aram: Check this out. A little blue pill. Maybe Sweeney was having sex parties in here and lied to cover it up.
Agent Park: Not with this. My mom takes these. Itâs an estrogen pill.
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[ The Post Office ]
Ressler: The restaurant confirmed Sweeney was there the night he was grabbed. But no one saw it happen, and their security footage gets erased monthly.
Liz: But the bank across the street erases its footage annually, and they had this.
Ressler: Linen delivery van was clocked leaving the area at 10:39 p.m., around the same time Sweeney was grabbed. We ran plates.
Liz: The van was registered to a Wendell Willis.
Cooper: Any connection to the Cironatos?
Liz: No. Willis works freelance I.T. in Virginia. But get this â there is no Speedy Linen Supplies. We think he put a fake decal on his van.
Cooper: Find Willis. By the time you get there, Iâll have a warrant waiting.
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[ MID-TEMPO JAZZ PLAYING ON STEREO ] [ Dembe is doing embroidery in the front seat of the RV ]
Dembe: Raymond. Masudaâs on the move.
[ Red has been sleeping in a bed in the RV ]
Red: Oh, my goodness. Quality sleep on a stakeout. Oh! How did we never think of this before?
[ They trail Masuda ] [ ENGINE SHUTS OFF ]
Red: Well, this is just a bunch of gangbangers.
Dembe: You think Masuda is one of them?
Red: No. Heâs trying to make a deal with them. Negotiating. The guy in the tragic camouflage, heâs the killer in the bunch. Huh. Dealâs closed.
Dembe: Raymond, Masuda may have just hired them for a kill. And thereâs only one person I am aware of who Katarina wants dead right now.
Red: [ EXHALES SOFTLY ]
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[ A picnic table in Rock Creek Park ]
Agnes: What do you want in your mud pie?
Katarina: Ohh! Some dried leaves, please. And some pebbles for added protein.
Agnes: My mom doesnât like me getting dirty.
Katarina: [ CHUCKLES ] Well, thatâs why I brought a fresh change of clothes. And thereâs a sink in the restroom where you can wash up. So you be as messy as you like.
[ A man sits down at a bench nearby ]
Katarina: You keep working on this, sweetie. Iâm gonna say hello to a friend.
[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
Katarina: [ SIGHS ] Did you find him?
Skip Sutherland: [ BRITISH ACCENT ] Didnât come easily, luv. The intel you gave me from Keenâs apartment was a start, but took a few dustups to locate the real goods.
[ Sutherland gives Katarina a file ]
Sutherland: The location for the KGB agent formerly known as Ilya Koslov.
Katarina: This is an old photo.
Sutherland: Yeah. But the address is current and local. You could take care of business right now and be back for tea. For a surcharge, Iâll even watch the cherub. Something the matter, luv?
Katarina: Black SUV at two oâclock. You were followed.
Sutherland: Aw, bugger all. How do you want to handle it?
Katarina: I donât know yet.
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[ Ressler and Liz check the address for Wendell Willis. A child, Daisy, answers the door ]
Liz: Hi, honey. Are your parents home?
Daisy: I live with my mom.
Liz: Okay, can we talk to her?
[ Daisy closes the door ]
Daisy: Mom!
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[ The dingy basement ]
Hannah Hayes: I have exciting news for you. Weâve just made first contact with your next victim. James Robson? No? Wouldnât surprise me if you both belong to the same country club or shared a hedge-fund manager or, I donât know, shoot rhino together.
Daisyâs voice (from above): Mom, someoneâs at the door!
Masked Man: Help! Somebody, help! Iâm a prisoner! Iâm in the basement!
[ Hannah clicks her cell phone and the man is hoisted in the air, slamming against the wall ]
Masked Man: [ GRUNTS ]
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[ Hannah opens the front door ]
Hannah: Can I help you?
Ressler: Hello, maâam. Weâre with the FBI. We have a warrant to search this address.
Hannah: May I ask why?
Liz: We have reason to believe this property contains evidence of a crime. Do you live with a Wendell Willis?
Hannah: Wendell? Iâm Wendellâs landlord. He rents a studio apartment out back. I could unlock it if you like.
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[ A group of cubicles in an office setting ]
James Robson: Wendell Willis.
Wendell Willis: Mr. Robson. Such an honor to meet you, sir.
James Robson: And I am honored by your volunteer service commitment, young man.
Wendell Willis: I believe in your motto âFaith, family, and freedom in America.â
James Robson: Amen! And welcome to Robson Research.
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[ Hannah Hayes opens the door to Wendell Willisâs sublet ] [ KEYS JINGLING ] [ LOCK CLICKS, DOOR OPENS ]
Liz: Thanks. Weâll let you know if we need anything else.
Hannah: I hope Wendellâs not in trouble. Honestly, heâs a model tenant.
Liz: Thank you.
[ Liz and Ressler enter the apartment ]
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[ Wendell Willis is phone-banking ]
Wendell: [ Reading from script ] Yes, maâam. For $20, you can support our abstinence-focused education campaign. We teach young people the skills required to avoid sexual activity, build character, and develop healthy relationships.
[ Wendellâs CELLPHONE BUZZES ]
Wendell: Excuse me, maâam. Can you hold for one second, please?
[ CELLPHONE BUZZES ]
Wendell: Iâm inside.
Hannah: [ On phone ] Get out. Youâve been burned. The FBI is searching your apartment.
Wendell: But Iâm in.
Hannah: Itâs too late. Weâll find a new target.
Wendell: No. Weâve all worked too hard for this. We canât let this opportunity go to waste. [ BEEP ]
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[ Ressler and Liz check out Wendellâs apartment and begin to search it ]
Liz: [ Light-heartedly ] You hated me when we first met.
Ressler: I didnât hate you. I didnât like you, and I definitely didnât trust you.
[ CURTAINS SLIDE ON ROD ]
Liz: Well, I think Park feels the same way.
Ressler: Well. I should certainly hope so.
Liz: [ CHUCKLING ] Thanks a lot.
Ressler: No, any normal personâs gonna wonder what Reddingtonâs obsession says about you.
It takes a while to figure out that it says absolutely nothing. So just give her time. Like a year. Or seven.
Liz: Check it out.
[ Liz removes a wall panel. Behind it is a bulletin board with photos and note cards ]
Liz: Whoâs he?
Ressler: Thatâs James Robson. He runs a conservative advocacy group.
[ PHONE SPEED-DIALING ]
Ressler: Heâs a lobbyist.
Liz: [ On phone ] Aram, you and Park need to get out to Robson Research. We know who our next victim is.
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[ The picnic table at Rock Creek Park ]
Katarina: Ooh! This looks delicious! But I believe they could use more twigs. [ CHUCKLES ] Iâll be right back, Agnes. You keep working. Stay at the table.
[ Katarina walks toward to bath house ]
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[ Katarina is washing her hands ]
[ Two men enter ]
Russian Thug: [ RUSSIAN ACCENT ] Do as we say, and you wonât get hurt. Turn slowly. Youâre coming with us.
[ WATER SHUTS OFF ] [ STALL DOOR OPENS ]
[ Skip Sutherland bursts out of a stall ] [ âĄïžâŒïž Fight âŒïžâĄïž]
[ A third Russian enters. Now itâs two to three ]
Katarina: Sutherland! The driver!
[ The driver hits Sutherland on the head with a tire iron ] [ METAL CLANGS ]
Russian: Weâve got to get out. Help me with this one.
[ Two of the Russians grab Sutherland and force him out ]
[ Katarina has the last Russian by the neck ] [ NECK SNAPSâĄïž ]
[ DOOR OPENS ] [ Agnes enters ]
Katarina: [ BREATHING HEAVILY ]
Agnes: What happened to that man?
Katarina: Heâs just a little tired, sweetie. Letâs let him sleep. We can wash up by the creek, okay? [ BREATHING HEAVILY ]
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[ At the picnic table ]
Agnes: Why are you so worried?
Katarina: [ BREATHING HEAVILY ] Iâm worried â Iâm worried about if you tell your mother about the sleeping man, she wonât let us play together anymore.
Agnes: I promise Iâm not telling my mother.
Katarina: Pinky promise?
Agnes: Pinky promise.
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[ A car with the gang members leaves ] [ ENGINE REVS ]
[ Patrick Masudaâs car starts out ] [ ENGINE REVS ]
[ Redâs RV blocks the way ] [ TIRES SCREECH ]
[ Red puts the RV in neutral ] [ SHIFTER CLICKS ]
[ Patrick Masuda gets out ]
Patrick: Yo! Yo, what the hell, man?! What the hellâs the matter with you?!
Red: Nothing an honest answer or two canât cure.
[ DOOR OPENS ] [ Dembe gets out with a gun ]
Patrick: Whoa, whoa.
Red: Tell me about yourself. What do you do for a living?
Patrick: What do you care what I do for a living?
Red: I just watched you negotiate a deal with a gang of gangbangers.
Patrick: What you saw was my business. Well, I-I-I donât mean it like itâs none of your business. I mean, itâs my business, literally.
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[ Patrick, Red and Dembe check out the trunk of Patrickâs car ]
Patrick: I do custom installs. When I put in high-end units, I clone the vehicleâs wireless key code so I can steal the stereos back and resell them.
Red: Youâre a thief?
Patrick: You do what you gotta do, right?
Red: What I got to do is understand why Katarina Rostova would pay to cure you of a fatal blood disease.
Patrick: I donât know who youâre talking about. Constance paid for that. Sheâs my friend.
Red: Of course. Constance Drucker. What do you say we take a little drive so you can tell me more about dear old Constance?
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[ At Hannahâs house, she is with Daisy and her parents, Daisyâs grandparents ]
Hannah: Iâve got to deal with a emergency at work. You be good for Nana and Papa, okay? [ VOICE BREAKING ] You know I love you, right?
Daisy: Yes, Mommy.
Hannah: I always have. And I always will.
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[ The Post Office ]
Liz: Wendell Willis was a recently hired volunteer at Robson Research. I sent Aram and Park to apprehend him, but they were too late.
[ Liz shows surveillance video ]
Liz: This is Willisâ van leaving the parking structure just before they arrived.
Ressler: We believe Willis abducted Robson from the parking lot when he went to lunch.
Cooper: Why would a freelance I.T. worker abduct two unrelated men? Has Governor Sweeney talked yet?
Ressler: No, and heâs not governor anymore. The media called a winner in the election. It was Sweeneyâs opponent.
Liz: You said the victims were unrelated, but thatâs not entirely true. A victim profile reveals they have a lot in common powerful men, socially conservative, politically active.
Ressler: It made us wonder if any other recent kidnap victims fit that profile.
[ A photo appears on the screen ]
Cooper: Andrew Darvis. Pastor of one of the largest Baptist congregations in America.
Liz: He went missing for two months last year, resurfaced in the middle of a massive manhunt, said heâd gone on an unannounced spiritual retreat, and apologized for alarming anyone.
Cooper: Okay. We have a pattern. Letâs just hope Pastor Darvis has more to say than Sweeney does.
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[ Ressler meets with Pastor Andrew Darvis at his home ]
Ressler: I couldnât help but notice the identical circumstances between you and Richard Sweeney. And now James Robson. Three men with similar political ideologies.
Pastor Darvis: I know James. Good family man. I respect the work he does for this country.
Ressler: Pastor Darvis, were you really on sabbatical, or were you abducted like Robson and Sweeney? I checked the case files. Youâre unwilling to provide the authorities any details about how and where you disappeared.
Pastor Darvis: There are reasons Iâve maintained my silence. Now, I-I donât know Governor Sweeney, but I suspect he would very much appreciate his privacy in this moment, too.
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[ An examining room ]
Janey (Female MD): Blood looks good. CVS tests show no abnormalities. As long as you continue on the drug regimen, you should be able to ride this out.
Governor Sweeney: I donât want to ride this out. I want you to cut it out. Now!
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Ressler: I have no clue what happened to you or Sweeney, but James Robson was kidnapped today. And if you have any information that can prevent harm to him, itâs your responsibility to talk to me.
Pastor Darvis: How long ago was James taken?
Ressler: Two hours.
Pastor Darvis: Probably too late to stop the first procedure. But maybe you can prevent the second one.
Ressler: What kind of a procedure?
Pastor Darvis: That crazy woman wanted to test my faith, so she perpetrated the most invasive, ungodly action humanly possible. But I did not break. I stood true to what I believe
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Janey: Iâm sorry, but thereâs nothing I can do. If I take out what they put inside you, I could spend the rest of my life in prison. Thatâs a law you passed.
Governor Sweeney: For Godâs sake, Janey. If ever there was an exception, this is it!
Janey: Oh, my hands are tied. Once a heartbeatâs been detectedâ
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Pastor Darvis: [ Calls out ] Mama, could you come in here for a second, please? And bring Luke.
[ A nurse comes in with a baby ]
Ressler: Hello. Now, whoâs this?
Pastor Darvis: This is my child. Luke.
Ressler: All this to hide an unwanted pregnancy? Whoâs the mother?
Pastor Darvis: There is no mother. I gave birth to Luke myself. [ CHUCKLES ] How you doing, son?
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[ A surgical setting. A patient has been prepped ]
Hannah: [ To the surgical team ] Iâd like to say how grateful I am to all of you for your support. But you need to know the FBI are looking for us. If you leave now, maybe your name stays out of this. If you stay â all bets are off.
Nurse: Weâre with you, Dr. Hayes. We want to see this through.
[ MONITOR BEEPING ]
[ The patient, James Robson, wakes ]
Robson: Who are you? What are you doing?
Hannah: No less than you did to me. You and others like you. You hijacked my body [ DOOR OPENS ] and forced your beliefs on me. Now Iâm gonna force them on you. Youâre gonna take a little nap, Mr. Robson. And when you wake up, youâll be a new man. New and improved.
Robson: No. No. Let me go! Let me go! No! No! [ MUFFLED ] No! No! Noâ
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[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: How can a man give birth to a baby?
Ressler: The technologyâs been around for years. Itâs just nobodyâs ever tried to perform it with a man.
Cooper: Youâre telling me that Richard Sweeney has a womb?
Ressler: With an uninvited passenger.
Liz: Thatâs why he isnât talking.
Ressler: The victims undergo two involuntary procedures. First, a uterus is transplanted from a donor, and the patient is put on immunosuppressants. Once the organ takes, a fertilized embryo is introduced. And after that, the kidnappers wait for a viable heartbeat before they release the victims, at which point the baby canât be aborted. The men live in states with restrictive abortion laws.
Cooper: What purpose can any of this serve?
Ressler: Pastor Darvis believes itâs an object lesson. The kidnappers target men who advocate for government control of womenâs bodies. Then they take control of the menâs bodies in the same way.
Cooper: Pastor Darvis provide any information on the people who did this to him?
Ressler: No, their faces were hidden by medical masks the whole time. But their leader was a female surgeon, blond, maybe 40s.
Cooper: And the son of a gun had a C-section and kept the baby. Thatâs a man with the courage of his conviction.
[ Aram enters with Agent Clark ]
Aram: This oneâ This oneâs a genius. I mean, I thought I was smart, but Iâm telling you, she is off the charts.
Cooper: Slow down. What happened?
Aram: Okay, so, I found a pill in the storage room where Governor Sweeney was dumped. And, well, you tell them.
Agent Park: The pill is conjugated estrogen, generally prescribed as part of a hormone therapy program.
Liz: That makes sense.
Aram: Why?
Ressler: The blacklister is impregnating men.
Aram: Thatâs incredible.
Agent Park: Thatâs disgusting.
Cooper: The drug â is there a prescription?
Agent Park: No, but the FDA requires drugs like these to have a unique lot number in case they need to be recalled.
Aram: So we traced that lot number to a local medical clinic that ordered this particular batch. We have an address.
Cooper: Then what are you waiting for?
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[ Inside Redâs RV ]
Patrick: I was 6 when it happened. I was watching TV when we heard Constanceâ Sorry. What did you say her real name was?
Red: Katarina.
Patrick: We heard Katarina fighting with a man in the hallway. Mom and Dad ran out of the apartment to help, but the man â he had a gun, shot my parents. Gave her a chance to get away. A month later, she approached me on my way to school. She said what happened was all her fault, but she knew she couldnât make up for my loss. She swore she would do everything in her power to look out for me, and she has. Anytime I needed money, she was there. When I got sick â she sent a man with custom medication. Iâm in remission.
Red: Tell me, Patrick. With these advantages youâve been given â why are you boosting car stereos and consorting with riffraff?
Patrick: Itâs still hard sometimes. I guess.
Red: A young boy robbed of his parents and all of the comfort and security that is every childâs divine right. Youâd think thatâs as bad as life could get. And here your fairy godmother promised to keep you safe. Well, weâre gonna put that promise to the test.
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[ Katarina enters her apartment ] [ DOOR CLOSES ]
Berdy: Hey. Howâd the park go?
Katarina: I got what I needed, but so did Morozov. His people were tailing Sutherland. I killed one of them. But they still took him.
Berdy: Did the kid see anything?
Katarina: She did.
Berdy: What if she tells Keen?
Katarina: She wonât. Our problem is Morozov. He now has the source of our intel. Itâs only a matter of time before he extracts the location of Koslov.
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[ Morozov has Skip Sutherland, who is being beaten ]
Morozov: [ CHUCKLES ] Iâll ask again. What did Katarina Rostova want? The punishment will continue until you tell me this.
Sutherland: Oh, well, itâs horses for courses, I suppose.
Morozov: Oh, well. [ SHOUTS ]
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[ MONITOR BEEPING ] [ The surgery is being performed ] [ DOOR OPENS ]
[ Wendell Willis enters ]
Wendell: Weâve got a problem. The FBI is outside our front door.
Hannah: Itâs too soon. I canât let them take me. I need to get to him.
Wendell: Donât worry. Weâll delay them for as long as we can.
Nurse: Go! Finish what you started.
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[ Redâs RV. He makes a call ] [ TELEPHONE LINE RINGING ] [ CELLPHONE RINGING ] [ CLICK ]
Katarina: Itâs not a good time.
Red: Well, thatâs not exactly what you want to hear from your fairy godmother. Well, what do you expect? Over the years, itâs a tough job, fairy godmothering. And sometimes the old wings just canât get you there fast enough, like right now.
Katarina: Patrickâs not a part of this.
Red: And Domâs been retired for years, but that didnât prevent you from shooting him, did it? I want a meeting face-to-face, or Iâll return the gesture and put a bullet or two in dear Patrick.
Katarina: Raymond. There are rules.
Red: Which youâve ignored.
Katarina: Dom was a player in the game.
Red: His game ended long ago.
Katarina: Well, mine hasnât! Iâm still being hunted. And itâs not gonna end unless I end it. This is about what the man in the park told me. Morozov told you about that, didnât he? Thatâs why you want to see me. You want the address I bought.
Red: Iâm not interested in an address. Iâm interested in you coming to me. If this delightful young man means as much to you as it seems, youâll start flapping those decrepit old wings and flutter on over here.
Katarina: Tell Patrick I love him. Like a son. [ BREATHING UNEVENLY ] And Iâm sorry â [ SOBBING ] I did my best but I am done with men controlling my life! [ BEEP, PHONE SLAMS ] [ DIAL TONE ] [ BEEP ]
Red: Punishment is the crudest form of education, but itâs the only one that woman understands.
[ Red points his gun at Patrick. Patrick puts his hands in front of his face ]
Patrick: No. Please.
Dembe: Raymond.
Red: Seems you have more than one fairy godmother. Go on. Get out.
[ Patrick heads for the door ]
Red: [ Calling after him ] And make something better of yourself.
[ DOOR CLOSES ]
Dembe: That was the right thing to do.
Red: I did it because we have a new lead â one she had no intention of giving us.
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[ At the clinic, Ressler and Aram are at the door with a SWAT Team. Ressler knocks ]
Ressler: FBI. Open the door. We have a warrant.
Nurse: Thereâs no need for all that fuss. Weâre in the back. Follow me.
[ MONITOR BEEPING ] [ The staff are all on their knees, hands behind their heads. James Robson lies the the operating table, the procedure complete ]
Aram: Why are they making this so easy? Call for emergency medical support.
Ressler: Cuff âem. Cuff all of âem. Pastor Darvis said the leader was a blond woman.
[ Hannah Hayes is gone ]
Officer: [ Over comms ] We got a runner! Sheâs headed toward the garage!
Ressler: Itâs a diversion.
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[ They run outside ] [ A car takes off ] [ TIRES SCREECH, ENGINE REVS ]
Ressler: I got a plate. Move, move, move!
[ SIREN WAILS ] [ TIRES SCREECH ]
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[ The Post Office ]
Aram: [ On phone ] Agent Park, have you got eyes?
Agent Park: No, but I got a hit on the plate.
[ BEEPING ] [ Hannahâs profile comes up ]
Liz: Itâs Hannah Hayes. Made headlines seven years ago while she was a surgical resident and was raped on campus. It resulted in a pregnancy.
Agent Park: Looks like Hayes decided not to keep the baby. Says here that Hayes tried to defy late-term abortion laws and was â wow â sent to prison. Her daughter was born behind bars.
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Cooper: Weâve got a home address.
[ Police vehicles drive down a residential street ]
Ressler: [ On phone ] No need. Iâve been there.
[ SIREN WAILING ]
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[ Hannah Hayesâs home ]
[ DOOR OPENS ] [ Aram and Ressler see Hannah run to the basement door ]
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[ Hannah descends the basement steps, pointing her gun at the man in the pig mask ]
Masked man: No! Wait! Please! Donât! [ WHIMPERING ]
[ Ressler and Aram, run down the steps and points their guns at Hannah ]
Ressler: Hannah, no!
Aram: No, no, no, no, no. Think.
Hannah: Think? What do you imagine Iâve been doing for the last seven years, every waking hour, every time I gaze into the loving face of my beautiful daughter? Youâd think the miracle of life would erase the violent act that produced it. Thatâs what theyâll have you think. Theyâre wrong.
Aram: This is the man who raped you.
Hannah: He got out early. Prison overcrowding. And you know the first thing he did? Filed for parental rights. [ SCOFFS ] And you think Iâm crazy. Fortunately, I had room for my own prison.
Masked man: She is crazy. You got to stop her.
Hannah: Shut up! Shut up!
Aram: Hannah, donât! Donât. Come on. Your little girl wouldnât want you to do this.
Hannah: What kind of example would I show Daisy if I donât fight those who demand control over me? My decisions. My body. And Iâm not alone. It was easy to find people to join me, and we decided the best way to change minds is to make those responsible experience the same rape that I did.
Ressler: Wait, wait. Are you telling me that this guyâs the father of those menâs babies?
Hannah: Well, why else would I keep him around?
Aram: Hannah, I think itâs safe to say that youâve made history, but itâs over now.
Hannah: No. No, itâs not over. No matter what happens here, youâre gonna lock me up, and this creature will continue its petition and end up with my daughter.
Ressler: Yeah, but if you shoot him, youâre never gonna be a free woman again.
Hannah: Daisy will. [ VOICE BREAKING ] Sheâs with my parents. And theyâre gonna raise her with love and compassion in a world where everyone will know â actions have consequences.
Aram: Hannah, donât. Donât. Wait! No!
[ Hannah shoots đ„ ]
Ressler: Hands!
[ GUN THUDS ]
Ressler: Get on your knees now. Donât move.
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[ Men are watching a soccer game ] [ MEN SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN ]
[ MAN CHUCKLES ] [ ANNOUNCER ON TV SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]
[ Red enters, shooting into the ceiling ] [ GUNSHOTS đ„đ„ ]
Red: Motya. I found it prudent to follow your lead and shoot first. The only question is who to shoot second.
Motya Morozov: Calm down. I was justâ
[ More GUNSHOTS into the ceiling đ„đ„ ]
[ CROWD CHEERS ]
Red: I guess we know whoâs third. I instructed you to contact me the instant you had a location on Rostova.
Morozov: [ Russian: ] Who do you think you are? [ English: ] Youâre nobody to instruct me. I didnât become who I am by taking orders.
Red: Who you are is an aging leg-breaker with psoriasis. I assume you found the lead on Katarina but, instead of calling me, attempted to bring her in yourself, hoping to relive your glory days and sell her to the highest bidder to keep you rolling in potato vodka and herring for the rest of your life. Youâre not the first one to underestimate that woman, which is why it was imperative that you call me.
Morozov: There is silver lining.
Red: I canât imagine.
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[ Motya leads Red to Skip Sutherland ]
Morozov: This one was with Rostova. Sold her information, but he wouldnât tell me what.
[ Morozov throws a bucket of water at Sutherland ] [ WATER SLOSHING ]
Red: As I live and breathe! Skip Sutherland! Dembe, look at Skip. Skip, whose side are you on these days?
Sutherland: [ COUGHS ] The wrong one. Apparently.
Red: Morozov, thereâs a reason you canât break this man. Because he has something youâll never have.
[ Red shoots Morozov đ„đ„ ]
Red: Backbone beats wishbone every time. Letâs cut him loose. I assume you denied Morozov the information he sought because he was gonna shoot you either way. And you were good and right. But you know me, Skip. So hereâs the deal. Iâll provide you the best medical treatment and protection money can buy, provided you tell me what I need to know, right now. What did she hire you to do?
Sutherland: [ COUGHS ] She wanted the whereabouts of an old KGB operative.
Red: Which one?
Sutherland: Ilya Koslov.
Red: Well, that certainly changes everything. We need to get him some help and get the hell out of here fast.
[ CELLPHONE DIALING ]
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[ Forest Veilâs âȘ âScratch The Surfaceâ Plays ] [ Unavailable ]
âȘ I see through
Smoke and mirrors
In the shadows
You are fearless
[ Hannah Hayes is led in handcuffs out of her house ]
âȘ I see through
Smoke and mirrors
In the rearview
Youâre so nearly there
[ The clinic employees are led away. James Dobson is rolled out in a gurney ]
[ Smiling, Reverend Darvis cuddles his baby, Luke ]
âȘ Endless chatter
Without a purpose
It doesnât matter
It doesnât matter
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Governor Sweeney: How soon can you do it?
Abortion MD: As soon as you sign the consent forms. But as I understand it, coming to New York to get an abortion is still a crime in your state. Your own attorney general could charge you with conspiracy to commit murder.
Gov Sweeney: I know the damn law. I wrote it.
Abortion MD: And yet here you are.
âȘ In shallow water
Gov Sweeney: I was raped.
âȘ Weâre going under
Abortion MD: As I said all I need is your consent.
[ Governor Sweeney signs the consent ]
âȘ Stoic warrior
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Cooper: We closed this case quickly and efficiently in good part, thanks to you.
Agent Park: Why did Reddington give us this case?
Cooper: Probably because it was the right thing to do.
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[ They disperse. Liz goes over to Agent Park ]
Liz: You were right. I should have told you. About my relationship to Reddington. Youâre a part of the team now, and you deserved to know. Iâm sorry. It was an oversight. But your secret is safe with me. In fact, Iâm gonna share a secret of my own. Reddington is my father. Or he was.
Before he died 30 years ago. The man weâre working with is not Raymond Reddington.
Agent Park: Then who is he?
Liz: Heâs a former KGB agent.
Flashback:
Skip Sutherland: Formerly known as Ilya Koslov. The address is current and local.
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[ Knocks on door ] [ Frank Bloom, Redâs friend, opens the door â to be greeted by Katarina with a gun ]
Katarina: Hello, Ilya. Been a long time.
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đŽ Script 7:8 The Hawaladar (â 162)
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Program air date: 11/22/2019 in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-aaP
Entertainment Weekly Recap: http://bit.ly/2CWHPoJ
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Director: Paul Holahan
Written by: Jon Bokenkamp, Lukas Reiter
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Brief (Where weâre at): So Red isnât Ilya Koslov after all? It appears not, and instead Redâs childhood friend, now known as Frank Bloom, is the ex-KGB agent. Shortly after learning Ilyaâs address, Katarina Rostova showed up at Frankâs door with a gun: âHello, Ilya. Been a long time.â
Katarina hired ex-MI6 agent Skip Sutherland to find out about Ilya, but Russian mobster Motya Morozov and his thugs tracked Sutherland to his meeting with Katarina, where Katarina was making mud pies with Agnes. (Under the guise of âMaddy Tolliver,â Katarina has moved into the apartment next to Liz and, having warned off other applicants, has become Agnesâs de facto nanny.) When Katarina and Sutherland spotted the SUV with the Russians, they staged a surprise counter-attack in the parkâs bath house. But in the end they were outnumbered and Sutherland was taken by the Russians. Katarina broke the neck of the remaining Russian, right before Agnes came looking for her. Katarina got Agnes to âpinky swearâ not to tell Liz about the âsleepingâ man in the bath house.
Meanwhile, Red was able to track a young man, Patrick Masuda, who was a patient of Dr Lawrence Devane (Blacklister #138). Patrickâs parents were collateral damage of a fight Katarina was involved in. Katarina has become a âfairy godmotherâ to Patrick, known to him as Constance Drucker. Patrick gave Red Katarinaâs phone number and Red insisted on a face-to-face meeting with her, using Patrick as a bargaining chip. Athough Katarina expressed her love for Patrick, she refused the meeting, surmising Red wanted to see her in person because:
Katarina: This is about what the man in the park told me. Morozov told you about that, didnât he? Thatâs why you want to see me. You want the address I bought.
After she hung up, Red was about to shoot Patrick, but Dembe reprimanded him, to which Red replied, âIt seems you have two fairy godmothers.â
Having found out Morozov had been tracking Katarina, Red and Dembe paid him a visit, which is how they found Sutherland, who the Russians were torturing. Red killed Morozov for not following his instructions to give him a heads up on any leads on Katarina. Sutherland gratefully shared with Red that Katarina was looking for Ilya Koslov.
Red: Well, that certainly changes everything.
It seems Dom was spinning a tale when he told Liz that Ilya had undergone plastic surgery to assume the identity of Raymond Reddington, who was shot by Liz when she four and then pulled from a burning building, only to die later. So how much of the tale Dom told to Liz is true? And who the hell is âRedâ if not Ilya?
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[ Red and Dembe break into the apartment of Ilya Koslov (aka âFrank Bloomâ). No one is home ]
Dembe: Itâs clear.
Red: She has him.
Dembe: We donât know that.
Red: Dembe. She has him.
[ The apartment has been trashed, glass broken. There is blood on the wall and floor. Red imagines the fight that must have occurred ]
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[ Katarina (aka âMaddy Tolliverâ) hovers over Ilya, who lies on the floor, his face beaten bloody ]
Katarina: My God, how long has it been?
Ilya: You go to hell.
Katarina: No, Ilya. Youâre the one whoâs going to hell.
[ Katarina shoots Ilya with a Taser. Her assistant, Berdy, pulls him away ]
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Red: Sheâs been ahead of us every step of the way, and now she has someone who can tell her everything she wants to know.
Dembe: He wonât talk.
Red: Thatâll be even worse. We need to find Ilya, and we need to do it fast.
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[ Ilya wakes up. He is on a chair, his wrists fastened with cable ties. He struggles against the ties ]
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[ In Katarinaâs kitchen ]
Berdy: Your friend, whenever he gets here, heâll have to work quickly.
Katarina: Heâs not my friend.
Berdy: Itâs a mistake to do this here.
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[ Red is at a safe house, a dark wood paneled apartment or suite. He enters and dismisses two guards ]
Red: Thank you, Eric. Would you both please leave us?
[ Skip Sutherland, who gave Ilyaâs address to Katarina, is recooperating in a bedroom from the beating he suffered at the hands of Motya Morozov, a Russian mobster, who Red subsequently killed ]
Red: Bad news, Skip â for Ilya, for you.
Skip: She got to him first.
Red: I need to know where they are.
Skip Sutherland: I donât know.
Red: Thatâs the wrong answer.
Sutherland: Itâs the truth. Please, I-I have a family â two daughters.
Red: What did you think would happen, Skip? You sold, to one of my worst enemies, the location of one of my dearest friends.
Sutherland: I didnât know you were involved.
Red: How were you paid?
Sutherland: Cash.
Red: What bank?
Sutherland: Not like that. She did everything through a hawaladar.
Red: How do I find him?
Sutherland: We met near my office. He- He was a driver, a deliveryman. The cash, he brought it in his travel bag, like an order. Clay Elephant â that was the restaurant.
Red: Dembe, call Edward. Tell him to get the jet ready for London. I want us in the air within the hour.
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[ In Lizâs apartment, in the kitchen, her daughter Agnes colors a picture ]
Liz: What are you coloring?
Agnes: Picture of the park.
Liz: So, I was thinking, tomorrow we could have breakfast at Camelâs Cafe and then maybe go to the zoo. What do you think of that?
Agnes: And see the pandas?
Liz: If the pandas are awake, we can see the pandas. Do you think theyâll be awake?
[ Lizâs phone rings ]
Liz: Ah. Maddy, hey, youâre up and at âem early.
Katarina/(âMaddyâ): [ On phone ] Yes, well, Iâm at the train station of all places. Afraid I have a bit of a situation.
Liz: Oh, no. Is everything okay?
Katarina: Oh, heavens, yes, everythingâs fine. Itâs just, Iâve had an old friend turn up in town at the last minute, and heâd hoped to spend a little time together.
Liz: If this is about Agnesâ
Katarina: I promised Iâd care for her, and I will. Sheâs the priority. If you need me to come byâ
Liz: No, go be with your friend. Donât think twice about it, Maddy. Iâll call Beth. Iâm sure she can cover. Have fun with your friend. Heâs single, I hope.
Katarina: No, heâs not that kind of a friend. At least not anymore, Iâm afraid.
Liz: Weâll be fine. Have fun.
Katarina: Thank you, Elizabeth. I appreciate you understanding.
[ Call ends ]
Liz: [ To Agnes ] Hey, kiddo. Go pack your bags. Youâre gonna have a play date with Shelly.
Agnes: Yay!
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[ Red and Dembe enter the Clay Elephant, an Indian restaurant in London. Two people play chess ]
Arjun: Sit anywhere you like.
[ Red observes the chess board ]
Red: Ah. Knight to F-3. You know, chess was originally devised in India. Back then, it was called Ashtapada.
Arjun: Uh, I know who you are.
Red: Then it only seems fair I should know who you are.
Arjun: Arjun.
Red: Listen carefully, Arjun. Two weeks ago, someone from this establishment delivered a cash payment to a man named Sutherland. Might I assume it was you?
[ Arjun nods ]
Red: Good. That payment was made on behalf of a woman Iâm looking for. Did she contact you?
Arjun: Uh â
Red: Focus, Arjun. If you need to, by all means check your notes.
Arjun: Notes? No. I-I remember. The payment was requested by New York, our main office.
Red: Tell me about the main office.
Arjun: Itâs a little place on 12th Street Matangi. Look, I can be killed for telling you this.
Red: On the other hand, you would definitely be killed for not telling me this.
Arjun: New York â They run everything, the entire network.
Red: How big is the network?
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[ At the New York Office, bills are run through a machine, then workers roll them into cylinders, which are packed into Chinese take-out containers ]
Bhavish Ratna: [ On phone ] London 692, $1.3 million outgoing.
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Arjun: They have 34 outposts in 18 countries. All front as small restaurants, locally owned. They make good on financial IOUs sent and received from around the world.
Red: And the person who runs the network, they would have a record of the woman who paid Mr. Sutherland?
Arjun: If he doesnât know, he knows who would.
Red: Iâll need his name.
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[ Lizâs home ]
Liz: [ Answers phone ] Reddington, whatâs up?
Red: Elizabeth, I have something on very short notice.
Liz: What is it? Is something wrong?
Red: Itâs a case â Bhavish Ratna. Heâs the next name on the Blacklist.
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[ Liz briefs the Task Force ]
Liz: Hawala â Itâs an Arabic word that essentially means âmoney transfer without money movement.â Since 9/11, the hawala system has been a focus of the Bureau. But according to Reddington, his newest Blacklister has taken the traditional legal method to a whole new illegal level.
Agent Alina Park: Iâm sorry, youâre gonna have to catch me up. This hawala â itâs a banking system?
Liz: Itâs a banking system outside of banks.
Cooper: A terrorist in Kabul wants to make payment to another terrorist in Bangladesh. He canât go into a bank and wire the money, so he goes to see a hawaladar in his city and then gives him the cash. That hawaladar calls his counterpart in Bangladesh and requests that he front he money to the recipient.
Liz: Itâs an IOU system.
Cooper: No bank records, no wires, no actual movement of money.
Agent Park: Meaning thereâs nothing for law enforcement to track and no evidence to build the case.
Liz: Which brings me to our suspect Bhavish Ratna, 60, Indian national with no priors.
[ Ratnaâs profile is displayed above ]
Liz: Last address Jackson Heights, Queens. If the traditional model is an informal association between brokers, Ratna just formalized it. 34 offices in 18 countries, all moving cash for terrorists, human traffickers, drug cartels â the worst of the worst. All run by one man, all with the same front to the public restaurants.
[ A transaction is placed: ]
Sai: How much?
Zhao Wing (a client): $3.5 million to 635 Barrow Street, 32nd floor.
[ Sai makes a call ] [ Phone rings in New York ]
Bhavish Ratna: [ On phone ] New York, 714.
Sai: Hong Kong, 381 to New York, 714. Obtain and support $3.5 million.
Bhavish Ratna: $3.5 million, obtain and support. Verify locate.
Sai: Locate 635 Barrow Street, 32nd floor, suite 3201.
Bhavish Ratna: Itâs en route. Consider it done.
Liz: According to Reddington, these restaurants have different names but are connected financially and all headquartered in Manhattan.
Cooper: And Reddington wants us to take it down, why? It sounds like Ratna is his business partner, not his enemy.
Liz: He thinks the woman who took him in Paris used Ratna to pay for intel. He hopes that Ratna will help him find her.
Cooper: If he thinks Ratnaâs that important, why isnât he doing this himself?
Agent Park: Maybe itâs a smokescreen, meant to keep us distracted while he works another angle.
Aram: Iâm sorry, youâve been here like 9 seconds. How are you already more jaded than Agent Ressler?
[ To Ressler: ] Um â No offense.
Cooper: The three of you will get to New York, set up surveillance, see what you can find. Iâll have FBI in New York get a warrant.
Agent Park: Based on what criteria?
Cooper: I have no idea. Iâll figure that out, assuming I can get a judge to believe a word that Iâm saying.
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[ Katarinaâs apartment. She sits next to Ilya ]
Katarina: I would have done anything for you, Ilya. When you asked me to help you in Belgrade, you knew Iâd say yes. Never even occurred to me that you would betray me.
Ilya: Listen â Dominic thoughtâ
Katarina: I know what Dominic thought. And heâs paying for his sins. And if he survives, Iâll find him again and finish the job. At least he believed he was protecting Masha. But you â you were my friend.
Ilya: There are things about this you canât possibly understand.
Katarina: Oh, but I want to understand. In fact, I insist. Iâve thought a lot about why you chose me as the lamb you could take to slaughter. You thought I was weak â the prey and not the predator. Ask Reddington how he feels about me now.
Ilya: Hurting me wonât get you answers. The Townsend Directive is real. Theyâre coming for you.
Katarina: Then tell me how to stop them.
Ilya: Iâll die before I talk.
Katarina: I donât intend to wait for you to give me answers. Iâm going to take them from you instead.
Ilya: The hell does that mean?
Katarina: It means Iâve invited an old friend to pay us a visit. And by this time tomorrow â you will have told me everything I need to know.
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[ New York City. Agent Park and Ressler are parked in a vehicle near the Clay Elephant restaurant ]
Agent Park: This is not right. We should have a proper warrant, get the evidence.
Ressler: Cooperâs getting a warrant. Weâre just trying to corroborate what our source told us.
Agent Park: We know nothing about this man.
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[ Liz is standing on a sidewalk in the area ]
Liz: [ On comms ] Bhavish Ratna â married, bought the restaurant 23 years ago with his wife. Taxes paid, not once late on rent.
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Agent Park: All we know about his alleged criminal activity is what Reddington told us.
Ressler: Hang on, wait. Reddington told us that the worldâs largest underground bank is also serving the best lunch buffet in Manhattan, and thatâs not enough for you?
Agent Park: Iâm only saying we have protocol. Iâm not comfortable trusting what Reddington told us about this.
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[ A delivery guy on a bike stops in front of the restaurant ]
[ The conversation between Ressler, Liz and Park continues seamlessly over comms ]
Liz: Thereâs the delivery guy again.
[ Bhavish Ratna comes out of the restaurant with two large plain shopping bags ]
Agent Park: Wait, is that him?
Liz: Thatâs him â Ratna.
Agent Park: Okay, thatâs odd. Why is the owner making a delivery when heâs had the kid running deliveries all day?
Ressler: I donât know, but if I find cash in those bags instead of vindaloo, would it make you feel any better about arresting the guy?
Liz: Heâs not taking the bike. Heâs walking from here.
Ressler: All right, Keen, you and Park flank him. Iâll take his six. Letâs just keep an eye on him, see where heâs going.
[ Ressler and Agent Park get out of the vehicle. They continue to talk over comms ]
Ressler: Keen, you got eyes?
Liz: Copy that. I have eyes.
Agent Park: He canât be going far on foot.
Ressler: Which means if heâs doing a drop, the targetâs got to be close.
Liz: Guys, I think we have a situation here.
Agent Park: Woman at your 10 oâclock, dark hair, blue jacket.
Ressler: With the newspaper?
Agent Park: I think sheâs security.
Liz: The construction worker behind Ratna â heâs on radio. I donât like this. Heâs got protection.
Agent Park: We should call for support.
[ Bhavish Ratna walks along the sidewalk until he comes to a bench on which Red sits ]
Red: Bhavish. Is that you?
Ratna: You are, uh â
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[ Liz, Ressler nor Park can get an angle to see Red ]
Liz: Ressler, whatâs going on?
Ressler: I donât know. Could be the target. Park, you have eyes?
Agent Park: No, nothing. Too many people.
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Ratna: Raymond Reddington?
[ Red is seated on a bench ]
Red: And youâre Bhavish Ratna. Now weâre friends.
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Agent Park: Heâs talking to someone. Canât see his face. Heâs wearing a hat.
Ressler: You got to be kidding me.
Agent Park: No, thatâs not possible. Itâs Reddington.
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Red: Iâm here as something of a guardian angel, Bhavish. Itâs come to my attention that youâre the target of an FBI investigation.
Bhavish Ratna: That canât be.
Red: And yet it is.
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Ressler: Keen, you want to tell me what the hell heâs doing here?
Agent Park: Wait, is Reddington here with us or the target?
Liz: Heâs not with us.
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[ Red points out the FBI agents to Ratna ]
Red: See the rather furtive ginger behind you? Heâs FBI. Or if he isnât, he certainly looks like heâs FBI. Same with the woman by the fence over there.
Ratna: And why are you telling me all this?
Red: Because thereâs something I want you to tell me, just as soon as I get you the hell out of here. See the gentleman behind me, by the black Mercedes? Heâs your escape plan.
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Ressler: How do you want to handle this, Keen?
Liz: I donât know. Heâs got security everywhere.
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Red: Say the word, and weâre gone.
Ratna: If itâs my clients you want to know about, I donât talk about them.
Red: Yes, well, never say never.
Ratna: I can take care of myself. I have more security than you may know.
Red: Are you really sure this is the time or place to get into a shoot-out with the FBI, Bhavish? Putting your clients first before yourself while youâre surrounded by the authorities may prove to be somewhat shortsighted. No? [ Getting up ] Okay, just remember, when youâre left holding the bag, Iâm the one who told you so.
[ Red walks toward his Mercedes ]
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Ressler: We got to fall back. Thereâs too many civilians.
Agent Park: Weâre not letting this guy walk.
[ Red gets in his car ] [ Ratna starts to run with the shopping bags ]
Agent Park: Stop! FBI! I said stop!
[ One of Ratnaâs security detail, a woman, points her gun. The guard dressed a worker does, too ]
Liz: Ressler, theyâre armed.
[ Liz and Ressler aim their guns at the two ]
Ressler: Down! Down! Put the gun down!
Liz: Drop your weapon! Drop your weapon.
Ressler: Put it down.
[ The woman puts her gun down ]
[ Ratna drops the bags and runs to Redâs Mercedes. He gets in and it takes off ]
Liz: FBI! Stop! Watch out.
[ Someone on roller skates swoops in and gets the two shopping bags ]
[ Ressler squares off with the other guard ]
Ressler: Put the gun down. Put it down.
Liz: You heard the man. Put the gun down.
[ Agent Park comes up behind the man and flips him over with a judo move, then knocks him out with her fist ]
Agent Park: You want to tell me what the hell that was all about?
Ressler: Guess weâre gonna have to ask Reddington.
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[ Redâs wood paneled safe house, back in DC ]
Bhavish Ratna: How could this possibly happen? My people take every precaution vetting clients, travel routes. My security people are in custody, and if they talkâ
Red: Quite frankly, Iâd be more concerned about your restaurant.
Ratna: The restaurant, the vault, the books. The network compromised. Everyoneâs going to jail.
Red: But youâre not. Youâre sitting right here in my safe house. Have a nice cup of masala chai.
Ratna: Mr. Reddington, you donât understand. I was transporting $3.5 million that belongs to the Zhao Triad. The money never made it to Atticus.
Red: Eli Atticus, the extractor?
Ratna: Zhao will come for me if I canât pay. And with a breach like this, my network will fold. Money will evaporate. My resources gone.
Red: What if I could offer you a loan, make you whole?
Ratna: For the money we lost?
Red: I didnât lose any money, Bhavish. You did, because you hesitated when you shouldnât have. Now, normally, I charge 20% for a cash loan of this size, but given the circumstances, I could go as low as 19%.
Ratna: Why would you help me? You donât even know me.
Red: As I said, you have information that I seek.
Ratna: And if I help, this loan, this money, you can access it quickly?
Red: Before your tea cools.
[ Red makes a call ]
Red: Morgan, itâs me.
Morgan: [ On phone ] Yeah, weâre working as fast as we can.
Red: Well, tell the fellas upstairs weâre in urgent need of 3œ meal tickets.
Morgan: Now?
Red: Yes, now. Put it down at 19%, and please get it here as quickly as possible.
Ratna: What is it you want to know?
Red: Itâs come to my attention that you recently arranged for payment to a British agent named Skip Sutherland on behalf of a woman, Constance Drucker.
Ratna: Yes, I remember.
Red: I need to know what other payments you may have made on behalf of Miss Drucker.
[ Ratna looks through a small notebook ]
Ratna: There were, uh â There were only two. The payment you speak of, to the British agent, Skip Sutherland.
Red: And the second?
Ratna: To some kind of moving company. Orion Relocation Services.
[ Redâs guys show up with the money in two briefcases and open them for Ratna ]
Red: Cheers.
Ratna: Thank you, Mr. Reddington!
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[ Red steps aside to call Glen Carter ]
Glen: [ On phone ] Hey, Big Red! Whatâs the story, kemosabe?
Red: Where are you?
Glen: Just wrapped up a student driver exam. Epic fail. Parallel parking is a lost art.
Red: Glen, clear your schedule. We have to talk. I have a job for you.
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[ Katarina is home, on a call ]
Katarina: Understood. No, we have the list. Everything will be ready when you arrive.
[ Call ends ]
Katarina: A short delay. Heâll be here by tomorrow.
Berdy: I knew it. What kind of delay?
Katarina: I donât know. Heâs eccentric. You know how these creative people can be.
Berdy: Insane, which is what this entire plan was in the first place.
Katarina: Weâve talked about this.
Berdy: No, I talked, and you pretended to listen because you didnât want to face the fact that this is junk science and a waste of time.
Katarina: Itâs our best option.
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[ Ilya can hear the conversation ]
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Berdy: He turns people into zombies. Half the time without any results.
Katarina: I donât care. Others are willing to kill for what they want. Well, so am I. And if he fails, so be it. At least Iâll know weâve used every conceivable means at our disposal.
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[ Ilya is able to leverage a shoe string to break one of the cable ties. He then breaks the other ]
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Cooper: [ On phone ] You played us.
Red: Harold, please, calm down.
Cooper: You wanted Ratna because he has information about the woman who abducted you in Paris. You never intended for us to catch him. You wanted him to see us so that you could swoop in and save him.
Red: Itâs more complicated than that.
Cooper: Feel free to dumb it down for us. I say âusâ because Iâve invited Agents Ressler and Park to listen in. They deserve to know why you double-crossed them in the field.
Red: Actually, they donât. You gave them an order. They followed it.
Cooper: You tipped Ratna off to an FBI investigation you initiated!
Red: Yes, to put him in my debt by setting him free.
Cooper: You set Ratna free?
Red: As a bird.
Agent Park: You have no idea where he is?
Red: Harold, perhaps you havenât fully explained to Agent Park how this arrangement works, or perhaps her sense of justice simply isnât as nuanced as I had imagined.
Cooper: Youâre gonna help us find him.
Red: I appreciate your frustrations. Iâm sorry to put you in this position. But someone I care deeply about is missing, and I did what I did to try and find him.
Cooper: Whoâs missing?
Red: Thatâs not your concern. What is your concern is Ratnaâs banking enterprise. Itâs come to my attention that Ratna is moving $3.5 million from the Zhao Crime Syndicate to Eli Atticus.
Cooper: I donât know any Eli Atticus.
Red: Heâs an extraction expert who has a reputation for breaking high-value targets out of black sites and detention facilities around the world. If the Zhao syndicate is paying Atticus, it means theyâve lost someone that they want back. I donât know who, I donât know when, but I can assure you, thereâs a prison break on the horizon, and itâs going to be bloody.
Cooper: â
Red: As my third executioner said, nothing voices contrition better than silence. Good talk. Youâre welcome for the tip.
[ Call ends ]
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Agent Park: Thatâs it? What about the park, what he did there?
Cooper: We expressed our displeasure. He gave us a lead.
Agent Park: I just I donât understand.
Ressler: Well, how could you? The manâs had three executioners.
Cooper: If itâs any consolation, even after all these years, I donât understand, either. All I do know is that Eli Atticus may be about to commit a crime. Our job is to stop him before he does.
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[ Lizâs friend Beth calls her at work ]
Liz: Hello?
Beth: Liz, hey, you got a minute?
Liz: Yeah, Beth. Whatâs going on? How are the girls?
Beth: Theyâre good. We just finished up snack time. I wanted to give you a call about Agnes.
Liz: Whatâs wrong? Everything okay?
Beth: Shelly and Agnes were drawing, and Agnes, what she drew in her sketchbook â This totally could have waited.
Liz: What did she draw?
Beth: Itâs a picture of a dead man.
Liz: What do you mean, a dead man? Did she sayâ
Beth: Thatâs why Iâm calling. She said that she saw him in the park.
Liz: The dead man?
Beth: I thought you should know. I didnât knowâ
Liz: Yes, no, of course.
Beth: âif it was a dream or maybe some story she heard?
Liz: I donât knowâ You know what? She walked in on me while I was watching TV. A terrible show.
Beth: Thank God. Iâm sure thatâs what she saw. Youâre at work. Go do your thing. Weâll be fine. We can, um, talk more tonight.
Liz: Okay, thank you, Beth.
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Liz: Did you find something?
Agent Park: I think so.
Aram: Okay, Mr. Reddington said that when we arrested him, Bhavish Ratna was moving funds to pay a contractor named Eli Atticus.
Cooper: An extraction expert.
Ressler: A war criminal in Scheveningen, a drug kingpin in BogotĂĄ â this guyâs team has disappeared prisoners from around the world.
Aram: And we think his next job may be right here at home.
Agent Park: Last week, a joint FBI/DEA task force ran a sting on PPR Global, a shipping company that launders money for the Zhao crime syndicate.
Aram: 14 employees were arrested. Several were injured. But one man, Alfred Yang, remains in stable condition, under police custody, at Nations First Hospital.
Liz: Atticus isnât gonna go after someone whoâs already in prison.
Aram: Heâs gonna grab Alfred Yang before he ever gets to prison.
Cooper: Keen, notify the detail at Nations First, put them on alert. Ressler, Park, get there and get the target out. Iâll have his transfer to Walter Reed approved before you arrive.
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[ Nations First Hospital ]
DEA Agent Truax: Agent Ressler? William Truax, DEA. We spoke over the phone.
Ressler: The witness is on the fourth floor?
Agent Truax: Protective detailâs in place.
Agent Park: Notify hospital security. Execute a code silver till we can get the witness offsite.
[ Gunshot heard from above đ„ ]
Agent Park: The hell was that?
[ Gunshots from above đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ ]
Agent Truax: [ On phone ] Truax to command. Command?
Ressler: All right. Park, call it in. You got west access. Iâll take the east.
Announcer: Attention, code silver.
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[ On the fourth floor is a scene of carnage. Agent Park encounters multiple dead and wounded, others cowering. Gun drawn, she makes her way until she comes to one of the DEA protective detail, leaning against a bed, shaking and nearly dead ]
Dying Man: Yang â they have him. F-Four of them. Went to the west.
[ Agent Park calls Ressler ]
Agent Park: Ressler, four gunmen on the move, headed your way.
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[ Ressler and DEA agents engage the gunmen ]
â Breach, breach.
â Fall back.
[ đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ Rapid-fire Gunfight đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ ]
[ Agent Truax is hit in the chest below the heart ]
Ressler: [ Into phone ] Man down, man down! They have Yang in the east stairwell.
[ He applies pressure to Truaxâs wound ]
Ressler: Hang in there. Hang in there. Hang in there.
[ Someone jumps Ressler from behind and tries the choke him ]
Ressler: [ Grunting ] Oh! Oh!
[ Ressler tries to throw the man off. He reaches for something on a shelf ]
[ Agent Park appears and shoots the man đ„ but he is only wounded and escapes through a stairwell door ]
Agent Park: Ressler! You okay? Ressler?!
[ Ressler is lying on the floor, gasping. His head sinks to the tile floor, his eyes close ]
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[ At the DMV, Glen Carter is arranging posters and props with a gambling theme ]
Glen Carter: Orion Relocation Services? Ah, never heard of âem.
Red: Well, I only just mentioned them.
Glen: What are they, some kind of a disappearing service?
Red: Thatâs what Iâm trying to figure out, Glen â who they are, what they do, how to make contact.
Glen: I kinda got a full dance card.
Red: Glen, this is important.
[ Phone ringing ]
Red: Please, I- I need you to find these people as soon as humanâ
Glen: [ On phone ] Yeah. Yeah, put him through. I donât know whatâs wrong with these people. I told them to hold allâ Yellow. What? What?! Absolutely not. Jerry, I told you, itâs gotta be raspberry.
[ Red looks exasperated ]
Glen: No, ice cream wonât work. Neither will sorbet. Itâs got to be sherbet. â Because thatâs what she said. I donât know, Jerry. I donât work in the grocery store. Try a different aisle. Maybe try looking over by those litâ
[ Red disconnects the call ]
Glen: That was Jerry.
Red: I donât care.
Glen: Heâs trying to make Trudyâs raspberry sherbet party punch, which is sort of a casino-night custom.
[ Red leans in ]
Red: [ Angrily ] Glen, there is no casino night. There is no DMV. Right now, all that matters is finding Orion Relocation Services.
Glen: Okay, take it easy.
Red: Donât tell me to take it easy. This is important. Youâre a tracker, and I need you to find out everything you can about these people, right now.
Glen: This is different, huh? Important.
[ The phone rings. Glen lifts the receiver, puts it back down ]
Red: The woman from Paris â She took someone I care deeply about. Whatâs happening to him now, what sheâs subjecting him to â
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[ At Katarinaâs, Ilya is trying to hang himself with an electrical cord ]
[ Berdy enters ]
Berdy: [ Calls to Katarina ] Hey, gimme a hand!
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Red: â I canât even begin to imagine, which is why I need to find him.
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[ Katarina enters ]
Katarina: No!
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Red: But I canât do that unless you find Orion Relocation Services. Glen, I implore you. This is life or death.
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[ Berdy and Katarina cut Ilya down and lower him to the floor ]
Katarina: [ Emotionally ] How could you do this? How could you possibly be willing to die in order to protect him?! After all weâve been through, Ilya.
Ilya: Iâm sorry. Iâm sorry.
Katarina: Why wonât you help me? Why?
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[ Liz is at the hospital. She talks to Red at his safe house ]
Red: [ On phone ] Iâm sorry, uh, say that again?
Liz: We lost Yang. Atticusâ men got here first. Most of the protective detail is dead.
Red: Youâre telling me Zhao Wing, the leader of one of the most powerful criminal organizations in the world, hires Eli Atticus, perhaps the preeminent prisoner-extraction specialist in the world, to target a city hospital? All to rescue a rank-and-file foot soldier in Zhaoâs army?
Liz: You donât buy it?
Red: No, Elizabeth, I do not buy it.
Liz: So, maybe Yang wasnât just a foot soldier.
Red: I donât care if heâs the architect of Zhaoâs entire empire. Shooting up a public hospital is an extreme measure, required only in the most desperate of circumstances.
Liz: Maybe Zhao couldnât afford to have him talk to the police. Maybe he was worried Yang would flip.
Red: So you wait to see if heâs negotiating a cooperation agreement in the first place.
Liz: That sounds reasonable.
Red: So, why the fireworks?
Liz: Because Yang knew something, and Zhao needed to know what it was.
Red: Or maybe he knows exactly what Yang knows, and maybe Zhao needs to make sure that nobody else ever hears what Yang knows.
Liz: Because Yangâs an informant. Or worse. Oh, my God. Thatâs it.
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[ At a garage, men including Alfred Yang get out of vans ] [ Dialogue in Cantonese (from subtitles): ]
Zhao Wing: So he is back, [ To Yang ] back where you belong.
Yang: Boss. Thank you for rescuing me. I owe you my life.
Zhao: Welcome. In our organization, we are all brothers â regardless of rank â are just as equally important [sic]. Mm?
[ Zhao approaches Yang and hugs him ]
Zhao: But you are not one of my brothers, are you, Alfred? I know.
[ Zhao stabsđȘYang in the back. He twists the knife ]
Zhao: Fortunately, I will not have to wait long for you to pay me what you owe.
[ Yang falls back. Others catch him ]
Zhao: Bring him inside.
[ Yang is taken away. Zhao wipes his knife clean ] [ End of Cantonese dialogue ]
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[ The hospital. Liz approaches the DEA Officer heading up the protective detail ]
Liz: Were you gonna tell us?
DEA Officer: Iâm sorry. You are?
Liz: Agent Keen. Iâm part of the task force who tried to warn you this was gonna happen. Heâs one of yours, isnât he, Alfred Yang? Heâs an agent.
DEA Officer: Keep your voice down.
Liz: How long has he been undercover? The Zhaos didnât do this to rescue one of their soldiers. They did this to eliminate an undercover cop who could have destroyed them.
DEA Officer: How the hell do you know that?
Liz: I have a source. Apparently, so does Zhao. How long?
DEA Officer: Just over two years. The U.S. Attorney just authorized RICO charges last week. He is the linchpin to the entire case.
Liz: Not anymore.
DEA Officer: We think Yangâs cover is intact. This was a recovery mission.
Liz: Listen to me. Theyâre gonna kill him. If we donât find a way to track wherever they took him, they are going to kill him.
[ Ressler walks up. He looks disheveled, but okay ]
Ressler: I think I can help with that.
Liz: Hey, you okay?
Ressler: Yeah, Iâll be fine. [ To the DEA Officer ] Tell me, does the hospital put chips in their I.D. badges to help locate staff?
DEA Officer: Yang was a patient, not hospital staff. W-Why does this help us?
Ressler: Because I managed to slip one in the pocket of a perp while he was trying to choke the life out of me. Can we track it?
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[ The FBI raids Zhaoâs operation ]
â FBI!
â Go! Go!
â FBI!
[ đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ Gunfight đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ ]
â Hands! Hands!
â Donât move.
[ Liz finds Yang, bleeding but alive ]
Liz: Call an ambulance.
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[ Red stops at the DMV to check on Glenâs progress in finding the moving company. Glen is eating a meatball sub ]
Red: What are you doing?
Glen: Is that a trick question?
Red: Why arenât you working?
Glen: I understand this is important to you, and Iâm doing my best, but I donât work well when my stomachâs got the growlies andâ
Red: Have you found them? Orion Relocation Services?
Glen: No, and I have to admit, Iâm not getting much closer, which is a problem, âcause itâs almost casino night. And if I donât have everything set when Jerry gets here with the sherbet, weâre gonna have a real probâ
[ Red grabs the sub sandwich and throws it âŒïž against the louvered blinds ]
Red: [ Leaning in, angrily ] We talked about this. There is no casino night. There is nothing but me standing right in front of you. Look at me. This thing we do, this whole dynamic? My indulgence of your relentless nonsense, your insipid banter? I tolerate it. But donât lose sight of the fact that this is a business relationship. Youâre a finder. You exist to me because you find things. Are you telling me that you canât find what I need you to find? Because if thatâs the case, I will end this right now. And donât think I wonât because we have a history. If my friend dies because of youâ âOrion Relocation Services. Find them.
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[ Cooperâs Office ]
Cooper: Donât look so grim, Agent Park. You saved an officerâs life today.
Agent Park: Sir, hard to feel cheery, all things considered, sir.
Cooper: All things? What am I missing? An undercover agent is alive because of you and Agent Ressler. The RICO case against the Zhao syndicate will be prosecuted. As we speak, the bureau is identifying the various clients and criminals connected to Bhavish Ratna and his hawaladar network.
Agent Park: And Ratna? Heâs what? Helping Reddington? Dead?
Cooper: Could be either or both.
Agent Park: What are we getting involved in?
Cooper: I donât follow.
Agent Park: Reddington wanted Ratna. Said he needed him, that he was critical to finding whoever abducted him in Paris. But I have a feeling this is about more than Paris.
Cooper: What are you suggesting?
Agent Park: That Reddingtonâs in over his head, that heâs scared, that he has his back up against the wall. About what? I have no idea. But this I have a sinking feeling this thing is gonna get worse before it gets better.
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[ In the back of his Mercedes, as Dembe drives, Red looks agitated and concerned ]
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Agent Park: And whatever heâs up against â I just donât want it to end up on our doorstep.
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[ Itâs evening at Lizâs ]
Liz: [ To Agnes ] Come here. Give me a hug. I havenât seen you all day. Hey. Can I ask you something about the, uhâ the picture you drew today?
Agnes: Yeah.
Liz: The man in the picture â is he someone you saw?
Agnes: I donât know.
Liz: Is it something you want to talk to me about? Honey, Agnes, look at me. Youâre not in trouble, honey. Iâm just curious where you got the idea.
Agnes: I saw him in the park.
Liz: With Miss Tolliver?
Agnes: Yeah.
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[ In her apartment, Katarina (aka Maddy Tolliver) fastens Ilyaâs hands to the chair arms with cuffs ]
Ilya: Come on. What is all this?
Katarina: This, Ilya, is for an old friend, for the work heâs going to do. Heâs quite excited to meet you.
[ Knocks on door ]
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[ Katarina opens the door ]
Katarina: Elizabeth, hello.
Liz: Hi. Howâs your friend?
Katarina: Oh. Fantastic. I hadnât seen him in ages. Thank you for understanding. I hope Agnes got along okay.
Liz: Actually, thatâs what I wanted to see you about. Uh, is now a bad time?
Katarina: Not at all. Is she asleep? I can come to your place.
Liz: Great. Okay.
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[ Across the hall, in Lizâs apartment ] [ They look at the picture Agnes made ]
Katarina: I canât imagine what she could have possibly seen, but surely it wasnât a body. Not- Not with me, in the park.
Liz: She wouldnât just make that up.
Katarina: No, of course not. But like all children, Agnes does have a vivid imagination.
Liz: So, she didnât say anything to you? Nothing at all?
Katarina: Can I be completely honest with you? No more secrets?
Liz: Uh, I didnât realize we had secrets.
Katarina: Elizabeth, please. Iâve seen the gun in your purse. The men outside standing guard? I know that youâre an FBI agent.
Liz: Well, what does that have to do withâ
Katarina: Do you think perhaps Agnesâ that this body is her way of saying that what you do scares her?
Liz: What I do does scare her, and we talk about that.
Katarina: And you and I have talked about her love of fairy tales and how the violence in those stories help deflect whatâs going on in her mind.
Liz: This is not a fairy tale.
Katarina: I can tell Iâve upset you, but you have nothing to be defensive about.
Liz: [ Defensively ] Iâm not being defensive. Iâm defending my daughter.
Katarina: Iâm not attacking her. Iâm just saying that I was with her in the park. I was there. And there was no body.
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[ The DMV ] [ Raps on door ] [ Red enters ]
Red: Glen. About earlier. I must say, I feel terrible.
[ Glen hands Red a folder ]
Red: Whatâs this?
Glen: Everything you need to know about Orion Relocation Services, which is a corporate loan-out for a small moving company in Paterson.
Red: You found them.
Glen: I did. And from what I can tell, theyâre movers that relocate neâer-do-wells â sort of a witness protection for criminals.
Red: Thank you, Glen. Iâm in your debt. And about beforeâ
Glen: Save it, Chief. Another time. If I can get to the Eagles Club now, I can still make it in time for a little roulette and a cup of Trudyâs raspberry sherbet party punch. Wish me luck.
Red: Roulette â thatâs your game?
Glen: Of course, baby. And you know I always bet on Red.
[ Both laugh ]
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[ Liz sits on a picnic table at Rock Creek Park. She looks at the picture Agnes made ]
[ Ryan Kinderâs âȘ âBury the Shadowsâ plays ( unavailable) ]
âȘ Silence cuts my ears
Heavy on my shoulders
[ Liz gets up and explores. Itâs been rainy ]
âȘ I canât see the stars
Frozen in the darkâȘ How do you bury the shadows?
How do you bury the shadows?
[ Liz notices she has mud on her boot. She walks toward the bath house. Inside, she wipes the mud from her boot with a wet paper towel ]
âȘ How do you bury the shadows?
How do you bury the shadows?âȘ Skeletons under the stones
Haunted when Iâm alone
[ Liz sees that a mirror has been cracked and there is blood on it ]
âȘ How do you silence a soul?
How do you silence a soul?[ Louder: ]
âȘ And how do you bury the shadow?
And how do you bury the shadow?
No. No.
How do you bury the shadows?
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[ Katarinaâs apartment ] [ Katarina lets in a man with a wide-brimmed hat, beard and glasses. He is carrying a briefcase ]
âȘ How do you bury the shadows?
âȘ How do you bury the shadows?
âȘ How do you bury the shadows?
Man: [ Russian accent ] So, heâs the one?
Katarina: This is him.
[ The man leans down to talk to Ilya ]
Man: Donât be afraid. Itâs okay. Weâre just going to have a little look at some of your, umâ memories.
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Program air date: 12/6/2019 in the US
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Director: Stephanie Marquardt
Written by: Sean Hennen
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Brief (Where weâre at): Redâs friend, Ilya Koslov (aka Frank Bloom), has been abducted by Katarina Rostova, who has hired a man to extract his memories. Ilya attempted to hang himself to avoid telling Katarina what he knows. It appears to have to do with someone whose secrets he is trying to protect (Redâs?). Katarina was moved to tears after she and her assistant Berdy saved Ilya, and spoke of a past connection between herself and Ilya that had been deep and personal. Whatever happened in the past involved âDominickâ (almost certainly Dom, Lizâs grandfather) and an operation in which she said she was âled like a lamb to the slaughter.â Despite their past relationship, to access Ilyaâs memories, Katarina is willing to employ the services of a man who her assistant Berdy says uses techniques based on âjunk scienceâ and leaves people âlike zombiesâ if they survive it at all.
Red is desperate to find Ilya and has been able to locate The Hawaladar (Blacklister #162), Bhavish Ratna, who Katarina used to pay Skip Sutherland, the ex-MI6 agent Katarina hired to track down Ilya. A halawader launders money using a system of trusted brokers who operate on a cash basis, skirting the money trail of the banking system. Having saved Ratna from an FBI sting that he himself orchestrated, Red offered to loan Ratna the money he had lost â in exchange for information on another payment Katarina had made. The payment was to Orion Relocation Services, which (after a tongue-lashing from Red), tracker Glen Carter was able to trace.
Liz, meanwhile, now has reason to suspect that her new neighbor and ersatz nanny âMaddy Tolliverâ may not be what she seems. In fact, âMaddyâ is Katarina. After a day in the park with âMiss Tolliver,â Lizâs daughter Agnes drew a picture of a dead man. Thatâs because when Skip Sutherland came to park to give the information about Ilya to Katarina/Maddy, he was followed by Russian mobsters trying to cash in on the Townsend Directive, a contract on Katarinaâs life. After a vicious fight, Sutherland was taken (later to be rescued by Red), but when Agnes came looking for âMiss Tolliver,â she saw the body of one of the Russians. Agnes pinky-swore not to tell her mother. She drew a picture though. When Liz questioned Katarina, she insisted that nothing was amiss, but Liz went to check out the park anyway. In the bath house, where the fight had taken place, Liz noticed a cracked mirror with blood on it.
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Note: This episode has Ilya, Katarina and Dom in three separate modes: in the present, in flashbacks (played by different actors) and in a third mode in which the characters are played in their present appearance but inserted into the flashbacks or otherwise in-between past and present. I used âLucid Katarina,â âLucid Ilyaâ etc to identify this altered state.
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[ Nine weeks ago ] [ Madeline Tolliver and Gregory Flynn are moving. Men move boxes into a van marked âMonitor Moving Company.â Madeline and Gregory pose while the moving representative, Stella Bisset, takes pictures of them posing by the âSoldâ sign ]
[ Jerry Garcia and David Grismanâs âȘ âShady Groveâ plays ]
Stella Bisset: Say âDCâ! [ CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS ]
Madeline Tolliver: Howâs that one look? [ CHUCKLES ]
Gregory Flynn: Oh, Iâm sure itâs fine, hon.
Madeline: Oh, you say that, and then my eyes arenât open, or my hairâs in theâ
Stella: No, itâs a keeper. Definitely one for all that new wall space.
Madeline: Ahh! Hm. I have a feeling weâre not gonna spend much time in the new place.
Stella: Greg, I thought you were retiring. Are you still going to fly?
Gregory: Well, not as a pilot. As a passenger.
Stella: Ah.
Gregory: I get a little itchy if Iâm in one place for too long.
Stella: I hear you.
Madeline: Yeah. He wants to see the world, friends be damned. Yeah. As if we had any. We hardly knew the neighbors.
Stella: [ CHUCKLES ] Well, you have each other. What other friends do you need? You know, I have a few items for you to sign. Should we go inside?
Madeline: Mm-hmm.
Gregory: Yeah.
âȘ Iâm bound for Shady Grove
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[ Inside, they sign the papers ]
Stella: Your things will be waiting for you safely when you arrive in DC.
Madeline: Thank you. [ CHUCKLES ] You have made this a cinch.
Gregory: Yeah, Stella. Thank you, really.
Stella: As we say at Orion, good luckâ
Madeline: Oh!
Stella: wherever fate takes you.
[ LAUGHING ]
Gregory: Yes!
[ A man comes up behind Gregory and covers his face with plastic wrap ]
Gregory: Ohh!
[ The same thing happens to Madeline ]
[ MUFFLED SCREAMING ] [ Stella puts the papers into her bag ]
âȘ Shady Grove, my little love
Shady Grove, my darlinâ,
Shady Grove
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[ Gregory and Madelineâs bodies are rolled inside rugs and carried by workers to the moving van ]
Stella: [ On phone ] I have secured your match. Sheâs retired, no family. Heâs a former airline pilot. They lead very quiet lives and they are moving to DC this week.
Katarina: So, we have names.
Stella: Yes. Madeline Tolliver and Gregory Flynn.
Katarina: Madeline. Like the childrenâs book. How sweet.
Stella: Iâll be in touch.
Katarina: Yes. Thank you. [ CELLPHONE BEEPS ] Well, Berdy, it appears you and I are going to be neighbors with Miss Keen after all.
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[ In the present ] [ Liz and Agnes are leaving their apartment. So is Katarina (aka âMaddyâ) ]
Liz: Come on, munchkin! Hurry! The Saltmans are waiting! Again.
Katarina: Carpool drama?
Liz: [ SIGHS ]
[ DOOR CLOSES ]
Liz: Punctuality is not her strong suit yet, but she could write a book on transitional objects.
[ Agnes is carrying her blue Barbie, the one Katarina had planted a listening device into ]
Liz: I mean, she wonât go anywhere without it.
Katarina: Is that right?
Liz: Iâm gonna see her off, but Iâll be back in a sec if you want to come by for coffee.
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Berdy: The doll has the mic in it. Now how are we gonna get our intel? And [ CHUCKLES ] Please donât say from Dr. Quakenstein.
Katarina: Skovicâs methods are unconventional, but theyâre effective. Heâll get Ilya to talk, and when he does weâll have all the intel we need.
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[ In an adjacent room, Redâs friend Ilya Koslov is hooked up to monitoring equipment ] [ BEEPING ]
Skovic: Are you familiar with RMT, Mr. Koslov? Recovered Memory Therapy?
[ Skovic SMOOCHES his thumb ] Itâs quite, uh, unconventional. Some would even go so far as to call it junk science, but I believe it is the future.
[ INHALES DEEPLY ] And it is also our way into the past.
[ DOOR OPENS ] [ Katarina enters ] [ DOOR CLOSES ] [ BEEPING CONTINUES ]
Skovic: Uh, for your session, I will be using a cocktail of pharmaceuticals and hypnotherapy to place you in a lucid waking dream state.
[ Skovic SNIFFS a container of pipe tobacco ]
Skovic: Mmm.
[ LID SNAPS ]
Skovic: There are, of course risks, but that is why we will be keeping you sedated. Now, your friend would like for you to go back to 1991. Letâs go back to the day when Katarina Rostova reached out to you â let you know she was alive.
[ BEEPING CONTINUES ]
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[ THREE KNOCKS ON DOOR ] [ Liz opens her door. She assumes itâs Katarina, but itâs Red and Dembe ]
Liz: Perfect timing!
Red: For what?
Liz: Coffee. I was, uhâ Sorry. I was expecting someone else.
Red: Oh. Well, we wouldnât want good coffee to go to waste, would we?
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[ In her kitchen, Liz serves coffee ]
Red: I donât know how, but that woman stayed well ahead of me. She got to Steinhil, sheâs apprehended a dear friend of mine.
Liz: You said sheâs after certain information. Does he have it?
Red: He does. And sheâll do most anything to get it from him.
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Ilya: [ SLEEPILY ] You donât have to do this.
Katarina: Iâm afraid I do, love.
[ Skovic prepares an injection ]
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Red: We have very little time, but thanks to her hawaladar, we have a lead. Orion Relocation Services. She paid them to give her a new identity, a new home, new life. I donât know where she is or who sheâs pretending to be, but Orion Relocation Services, they do.
Liz: Who is she â the woman in Paris? You still havenât told me her name.
Red: The man sheâs taken, heâs like a brother to me.
Liz: I deserve to know. Sheâs going after the people you care about. Sheâs hurting your friend. If she can hurt him, she can hurt us.
Red: Did something happen? Were you threatened? I thought the FBI had you under protective surveillance.
Liz: This company â Orion Relocation Service â tell me about them.
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[ The Post Office. Liz briefs the Task Force ]
Liz: Until now, Reddingtonâs heard whispers, ghost stories about the people who helped the worst of the worst disappear â assassins, traitors, the woman who abducted him in Paris.
Agent Alina Park: We find them, he finds her. How convenient for him.
Cooper: Yes, he gets what he wants, but in exchange, we get to ID criminals Orion has hidden in plain sight.
Liz: And arrest a company of murderers. Orion doesnât just give their clients fake IDs. They kill innocent people and give their identities to their clients.
Ressler: So if Reddington already knows Orionâs name, why canât he find them himself?
Liz: âOrionâ is a DBA, a financial shell he canât crack. What he does have is a name, one of Orionâs clients, a thief looking for a new identity â Sofia Burke.
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Sofia Burke: I need to escape, go where I canât be found.
Stella Bisset: Believe me, where Iâm sending you, no one will ever look.
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Aram: [ Typing ] All right. Burkeâs a jewel thief. Milan. Hong Kong.The Tel Aviv Diamond Exchange. Now, her whereabouts are unknown, but it looks like her partner took the fall when they tried to steal the Dresden Green, the worldâs largest green diamond. Appears heâs awaiting trial at the MDC in Brooklyn.
Ressler: Maybe thatâs why she wants a new ID. Sheâs worried this partner is gonna flip on her.
Cooper: Letâs hope sheâs right. Take Park to Brooklyn and find out.
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[ They disperse. Aram calls Liz back ]
Aram: Agent Keen. So, uh, this came for you through the Hoover Building.
[ ENVELOPE RUSTLING ] [ Liz takes out a thumb drive ]
Liz: Okay. [ SIGHS ] Agnes said she saw a dead body in the park the other day.
Aram: Oh, my God. That- That must have been terrifying.
Liz: Yeah. S-She was pretty shaken up. Her nanny didnât see anything, but there was a birthday party in the park, and the Park Department gave me the name of the family who rented the field.
Aram: Did they see anything?
Liz: The mom did, but she was too freaked out to make a positive ID. So Iâm hoping I can get one from the video of the birthday party here.
[ They watch the video ]
Aram: Hang on. Hang on. There. Go back.
[ In the distance, behind the partiers, they see two men entering the bathhouse in the park ]
Liz: Heâs carrying.
Aram: Any idea who they are?
Liz: No, but Iâm gonna find out.
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[ Skovic lights his pipe and puffs at it ] [ SKOVIC BREATHES DEEPLY ] [ Katarina looks on intently ]
Skovic: Ilya I know your instinct will be to fight, but I want you to know the harder that you fight, the more relaxed you will become. The more you fight, the more you surrender. Itâs as if you are floating. And as you float, all that fight escapes you. It floats, too. Floating away.
[ Skovic INHALES DEEPLY ]
Skovic: I want you to breathe in and out. In [ BEEPING ] And out. Making the image of yourself more present, more clear. Focus on that image of yourself. Itâs not you today. Itâs you in 1991. A young man. On the day you learned Katarina Rostova was still alive. Look at yourself as that young man. Can you see him, Ilya? Heâs there. Heâs you. Iâm going to ask you to open your eyes, and when you do the image of that young man will become incredibly clear.
[ Flashback: ]
[ A blurred image of Ilya as a young man appears ]
[ Skovic INHALES SHARPLY ]
Skovic: Youâre going to open your eyes now. Are you ready? [ ECHOING ] Three â two â one.
[ Flashback: ]
[ The image of young Ilya crystallizes. Young Ilya opens his eyes. His eyes dart around fearfully ]
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[ Cooperâs office ] [ Liz and Cooper look at the enlarged image of the two men from the birthday party video. Their faces are very unclear ]
Cooper: Is it clear enough for facial recognition?
Liz: Aram says no. Iâve circulated the image to every FBI office worldwide to see if anyone can ID the man.
Cooper: Three operatives, a dead body, and Agnes. I wish I believed that could be a coincidence. If these guys work for the woman who abducted Reddington, then whoâs the dead man? And if the dead man works for her, then who killed him?
Liz: We canât know until we find Burke. Did her partner give us a lead?
Cooper: He gave us the name of the man who fences her jewels. Richard Potash.
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[ SCISSORS SNIPPING ] [ Sofia Burke cuts her hair short, to match the style of the woman whose life she will be stepping into ]
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Sofia Burke: [ On phone ] Yes. Liquidate everything. Accounts, stocks, T-bills.
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Cooper: Reddington knows Potash by reputation and gastronomic preference. It seems thereâs an underground restaurant scene, and he frequents it. Reddingtonâs meeting him there.
Liz: Then so am I. If he can lead us toward anyone involved in sending those men after my kid, I want to hear it first.
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[ Liz and Red enter the dining venue, dressed in evening wear ] [ A man is using a kitchen
torch ] [ TORCH HISSING ]
Red: Oh, my. I must say, Iâm very intrigued. I bartered a long weekend at my pied-ĂĄ-terre in Montmartre for the invitation plus-one. This chef, Rasmus Ray, is something of an outlier in food circles. No restaurant, no menu. Plenty of youthful innovation. Apparently he only hosts these dinners when inspiration strikes, which bodes well for our evening.
Liz: Iâm only interested in finding Burkeâs fence.
[ Red acknowledges someone ]
Red: Ah. Colonel. Looking dashing, as always. [ CHUCKLES ]
Liz: Whoâs that?
Red: Just some colonel.
[ Red motions toward another, heavy-set, man ]
Red: I believe that thatâs our fence.
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Red: Mr. Potash. I hear youâre the man to see about a thief.
Richard Potash: Pardon me? Do I know you?
Red: Not yet, but weâre about to make each other unholy amounts of money.
Potash: Are we, now?
Red: I donât know how to make any other kind. Raymond Reddington.
Potash: The Raymond Reddington?
Red: And this is the Lydia Dart. A friend and client.
Liz: As well as an art lover. I understand you dabble in art yourself.
Potash: Iâve been said to have resources. What might it be that youâre looking to acquire?
Chef Rasmus Ray: [ Loudly ] Fellows, gals, non-binary pals. Iâm Chef Rasmus Ray. Welcome to Comestible. Please have a seat.
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[ The guests are now seated ]
Chef Rasmus Ray: In food, our eyes betray us. With visual cues. With predisposed expectations of color and and texture. The brain is is programmed to choose food that will give our bodies the greatest nutrients. The vibrant greens of vegetables, the rich reds of meat. To counter this, the brain rejects food it perceives as dangerous spotted, softening fruit, strong-smelling fish, discolored meat. When you avoid something on your plate, chances are youâre avoiding it because of a past experience. But tonight we dine without prejudice. Tonight we dine on pure flavor. Tonight we dine in the dark.
[ The lights go out ] [ GUESTS MURMURING ]
Liz: Is this for real?
Red: Well, it certainly just got interesting.
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[ Katarinaâs place ] [ Ilya remains sedated, but conscious, his eyes closed ]
Skovic: Ilya? Ilya, can you hear me?
[ An image of Ilya as he looks now, but imagined (âLucid Ilyaâ), appears ]
Lucid Ilya: Yes.
Skovic: Can you tell me what you see?
[ Flashback: ]
[ An image of young Katarina appears ]
[ Young Ilya and the image of Ilya as he looks now (âLucid Ilyaâ) appear side-by-side ]
Lucid Ilya: I see her.
Young Ilya: With me.
Skovic: How do you feel?
[ BEEPING ]
Ilya: [ INHALES SHARPLY ] Iâm relieved.
Lucid Ilya: I thought she was gone.
[ Flashback: ]
Young Katarina: I went into the ocean to end my life.
Lucid Ilya: I heard about Cape May. The drowning. Her suicide.
[ Flashback: ]
[ Images of the ocean pounding, the inn at Cape May flash by ]
Skovic: But there was no suicide.
Ilya: No. [ SIGHS, smiles ] No.
Skovic: Do you remember what happened that night?
Lucid Ilya: She made contact at the embassy.
[ Flashback: ]
[ Images flash by: the crossword puzzle, the keys in the briefcase, the motel room, finding her alive ]
Young Ilya: The world thinks youâre dead.
Lucid Ilya: I thought they were dead.
[ Flashback: ]
Young Katarina: We did the right thing.
Young Ilya: Iâve nothing but love for you.
[ They embrace ]
Lucid Ilya: She was in trouble. She needed help.
Skovic: What trouble? Tell me about the trouble. You helped her, right?
Lucid Ilya: She was being hunted. By the KGB. The Cabal. The Americans. Her father helped get us out of Russia. But it wasnât enough.
[ ECHOING ]
[ Flashback: ]
Young Katarina: I am marked.
Ilya: She needed to disappear. Needed a plan.
Skovic: Tell me about that plan.
[ BEEPING INTENSIFIES ]
Katarina: Youâre losing him.
Skovic: Heâs resisting the memory.
Ilya: [ GROANS ]
Katarina: Ilya? The plan. Tell me what you remember about that plan.
[ ECHOING ]
[ Flashback: ]
Young Ilya: No one knows. ââ Impossible.
[ Typewriter slams out loudly: âRâ âeâ âdâ ]
Young Ilya: A fugitive and traitor to his country.
Voice of Young Ilya: [ very softly, ECHOING ] Reddingtonâs dead. Reddingtonâs â
Young Ilya: I donât think youâre entirely grasping what Iâm suggesting.
Young Katarina: What are you suggesting?
Young Ilya: Becoming Reddington. Purposefully stepping into into the shoes of a manâ
Ilya: âinto the shoes of a man destined to be condemned as a traitor.
Katarina: But how?
[ Flashback: ]
Young Katarina: That would be impossible.
Young Ilya: What if itâs not?
Ilya: We devised a plan to steal the money used to frame Reddington and disappear.
Katarina: But the plan, it didnât work.
[ Flashback: ]
[ The typewriter scrolls up, as if to correct something ]
Ilya: Not like we thought.
Katarina: No. Help me to remember. The plan. Who did it involve?
Ilya: [ BREATHES SHAKILY ] It was myself â Katarina â Dr. Koehler.
Katarina: And the person under the knife â the man who walked into the banks and impersonated Reddington â tell me what you remember about him.
[ BEEPING INTENSIFIES ]
Skovic: Heâs guarding the memory. Even in this state, he knows there is a secret he should not reveal.
Katarina: Who was impersonating him, Ilya?
Skovic: Stop! I need to bring him out.
Katarina: No! Not yet.
Skovic: No. His blood pressureâs through the roof! I need to push Lidocaine.
Katarina: Then stop! Let him rest. But we are not bringing him out.
[ BEEPING CONTINUES ]
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[ The darkened dining venue. The servers wear night vision goggles ]
Red: I think dining in the dark probably does enhance the senses.
Liz: Is annoyance a sense?
Red: [ CHUCKLES ]
Chef Rasmus Ray: For the next dish â brandywine tomatoes with a Dungeness crab and a seaweed-lemon granitĂ©.
Red: I understand that Sofia Burke made a run at the Dresden Green.
Richard Potash: She tried and failed.
[ Red tastes the wine ]
Red: Mm! ChĂąteau dâYquem. My uvula is positively quivering.
Liz: We want her to try again. You can get in touch with her. We canât.
Potash: Whether she tries again or not is not my concern.
Red: I wonder if a healthy finderâs fee would make it your concern.
Potash: Iâll need to make a call.
Chef Rasmus Ray: And after this, the piÚce de résistance: the winged veal of the Russian Far East. Served extra rare.
[ WINGS FLUTTER, ANIMAL CRIES, GUESTS GASP ]
Chef Ray: That is the sound of the Blakiston fish owl, the largest, most exotic, and endangered of the owl species.
Liz: [ WHISPERING ] Endangered?
Chef Ray: Let us know if you would prefer a slice of the wing, breast, or all-seeing eye.
[ Red switches the lights on and points his gun at the chef ]
Red: Nobody touches the bird. Whatâs wrong with you people? There are only 400 of these little guys left in the world, and youâre gonna eat this one? You want to eat something? Eat a cow! There are millions of them wandering around. Better yet, eat a rabbit. Theyâre delicious! Low impact on the environment, sustainable. I mean, hell, they hump likeâ well, like rabbits. Uh, but our little feathered friend here [ OWL SCREECHES ] is coming with me. Chef?
[ Red motions to the owlâs keeper ] [ OWL SCREECHES ]
Red: Lydia? Smile, everyone. You just spared a magnificent creature.
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[ A cafe/bar ]
Liz: Sheâs late.
Red: Somewhere you need to be?
Liz: Iâm expecting a call.
Red: A personal one, I hope. Iâm sure itâs been difficult since Tom. But you have Agnes now. You should be looking forward, not back.You deserve a bigger life.
[ DOOR OPENS ]
[ Sophia Burke enters ]
Red: Oh.
[ Dembe attempts a pat-down, but she brushes him off ]
Sophia Burke: In your dreams, handsome.
Red: Sofia Burke! Your reputation precedes you.
Sophia: As does yours. Which is why Iâm here. I wanted to pay you the courtesy of turning you down in person. I tried stealing the Dresden once. I wonât try again.
Red: I donât want you to.
Sophia: [ CHUCKLES ] Potash said you did.
Red: [ Gesturing ] Please.
[ She sits ]
Red: Would you care for some tea or coffee?
Sophia: No. Thank you.
Red: Weâre looking for some information about Orion Relocation Services.
Sophia: Never heard of them.
Red: Perhaps this will jog your memory.
[ Dembe opens a briefcase full of money ]
Red: [ CHUCKLES ]
[ CELLPHONE VIBRATES ]
Liz: Excuse me.
[ Liz steps aside to take the call ]
Red: Tell me how it all works.
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Liz: [ On phone ] Hello?
Agent Harris Gentry: Agent Keen. Harris Gentry. I work in transnational organized crime out of Baltimore.
Liz: Yes, I was expecting your call. I understand you identified the man in the photo I circulated.
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Sophia Burke: So [ SIGHS ] they find someone whoâs planning to move. Same age, ethnicity. Loners or people without family. In my case, a woman escaping from an abusive relationship who wants to disappear.
Red: So you can step into the identity of someone no one can find.
Sophia: Is that what this is about? [ CHUCKLES ] You want a new identity?
Red: [ CHUCKLES SOFTLY ] How do you contact them?
Sophia: They initiate contact, use burners. Tell me what I need to know when I need to know it.
Red: Did they tell you your new identity? Iâm paying for information. So far, youâve given me relatively little.
Sophia: Denise Young. Thatâs my new name. I donât know how to reach her.
Red: It was a pleasure meeting you. Donât spend it all in one place.
[ Sophia leaves ]
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Liz: [ On phone ] And this Tommy Petrov. Youâre sure heâs Russian mafia?
Agent Gentry: Guyâs a brigadier in the Vory. Answered to Motya Morozov.
Liz: âAnsweredâ?
Agent Gentry: He was hit. We donât know why.
Liz: I was hoping you did. [ SIGHS ]
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Red: Denise Young. To find Ilya, we need to find her.
Dembe: Do you want me to call Glen?
Red: And risk a delay due to Taco Tuesday or a suddenly ingrown toenail? I donât have the time. Ilya doesnât have the time. Unfortunately, the last person I would want to find Ilya is the person I need help from to find him.
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[ Liz returns to join Red and Dembe ]
Red: We have a lead.
Liz: Motya Morozov. Does he work with the woman in Paris?
Red: So you have been threatened.
Liz: Was he looking for my mother?
Red: He was. Before I shot him.
Liz: [ Insistently ] The woman in Paris. If you wonât tell me her name, just tell me this. If we find her, will it end?
Red: That is our best hope.
Liz: You said you had a lead?
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[ Katarinaâs kitchen ] [ DOOR CLOSES, FOOTSTEPS APPROACH ]
[ SKOVIC EXHALES SHARPLY AND GROANS ]
Katarina: How is he?
Skovic: Sedated. His vitals are returning. Heart rate is stable. [ INHALES DEEPLY ] But I am concerned. Your friend â he has been trained to resist interrogation. I believe at the deepest, subconscious levels, he is able to avert, to resist.
Katarina: And how do we get around that?
Skovic: I would like to try a different approach. Something, uh, somewhat unorthodox. But to do this, I will need your assistance â and your unabridged trust.
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[ MATCH STRIKES ] [ Skovic lights his pipe ]
[ BEEPING ]
[ Skovic smokes his pipe ]
Skovic: [ EXHALES DEEPLY ]
[ BEEPING ]
Skovic: Ilya.
[ PIPE CLINKING ]
Skovic: There is a memory I want you to open for me â uh, like a drawer. Can you do that? Weâre going to go back. Back to the night you and Katarinaâs father decided her fate. You remember that day like it was yesterday. The way it felt the way it smelled what it looked like. Can you tell me where you are?
Lucid Ilya: In a café in Belgrade.
Skovic: What happened that night?
[ BEEPING INTENSIFIES ]
Skovic: Donâtâ Donât fight. Donât fight. Let go. Breathe into the memory.
[ Katarina, herself now sedated, enters the scene, taking Ilyaâs hand ]
Katarina: Ilya. Love.
Lucid Katarina: âPlease. I know you were here with Dom. I need you to tell me what happened.
[ Ilya, in lucid form, sits beside Young Ilya ]
Lucid Ilya: It wasnât my idea. I told him.
[ Flashback: ]
Young Ilya: We canât be meeting like this. Itâs too dangerous. Even now.
Young Dom: Listen to me. Your ruse with Reddington didnât work. All it managed to do was anger the people who want her dead.
Young Ilya: She is dead.
Young Dom: Nonsense!
Skovic: What did Dom want from you?
Lucid Dom: He was desperate. He needed help.
[ Flashback: ]
Young Dom: Do you know theyâve assembled a directive? The Russian Vory, KGB, the Americans â her enemies â have pooled their resources and put a bounty on her head. Theyâre calling it the Townsend Directive.
Young Ilya: Neville Townsend?
Young Dom: Heâs at the top of a very long list of people who want her dead.
Young Ilya: Are you worried theyâll find you?
Young Dom: Iâm worried theyâll find Masha, try and leverage her.
Young Ilya: Look, Dom, I- I canât help you.
Young Dom: You made a promise! [ FIST SLAMS ON TABLE ] To Katarina. You told her you would look after Masha if anything happened to her.
Young Ilya: Yes, but I canât call off Townsend. And he will not stop looking.
Young Dom: Sure, he will. Heâll stop looking. And so will the rest of them if Katarinaâs dead.
Young Ilya: You want me to kill your daughter?
Young Dom: I want you to hear my plan.
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Aram: I canât believe the man in the park was Russian Vory.
Liz: I should move.
Cooper: And do what? Go on the run? Live in hiding?
Liz: My familyâs being stalked by the Russian mob.
Ressler: Yeah, but youâre being protected by the FBI.
Cooper: Reddingtonâs given us a lead. Weâre gonna track it down and end this threat and protect you and your family while weâre at it.
[ Agent Alina Park enters with a laptop ]
Agent Park: I got a location on Denise Young. On three Denise Youngs, actually. All the same age as Sofia Burke, all with homes listed for sale or in escrow but only one of whom has filed three restraining orders against her ex.
Ressler: The one who wants to get away and never be found.
Agent Park: 532 Riley Street. Falls Church.
Cooper: Keen, Ressler, head over there. Aram, Park, get her on the phone and warn her. If we want to find Orion, we need to keep her alive.
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[ Flashback: ]
Young Dom: She has to die. Itâs the only way to protect Masha. But to get this done, Iâll need your help. Sheâll listen to you. You can get her.
Young Ilya: Dom. I- I canât.â
Ilya: âI canât do this.
Katarina: And yet you did
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[ Katarina and Ilya stand together, in lucid form, looking on the scene in 1991 ]
Lucid Katarina:. Early in the morning. Still dark. Youâd called me. It was a simple assignment. I was to drive a couple of miles into the city.
[ Both Katarina and Ilya remain connected to monitors ]
Katarina: I was to meet Dominic at Vukov Station. Give him a package. I was to sneak out.
Skovic: So the target â she was exactly where she was supposed to be.
Lucid Ilya: I watched you sneak out of the green door. But I could hardly see you. It was so dark.
Lucid Katarina: So you were there to what? To watch me die?
Ilya: Yes.
Lucid Ilya: [ Voice-over ] I hadnât known youâd taken a new husband. Not that I was angry to find out, certainly not as angry as he seemed to be, charging out of that room.
[ Pyotr runs out of building and confronts Katarina ]
Young Dom: Whoâs this?
Katarina: I had to bring him in. Pyotr was so suspicious. He knew what my old life had cost me.
Lucid Katarina: But I couldnât let you down. By the time Pyotr woke up, I planned to be back in bed as if nothing happened.
[ Flashback: ]
[ Pyotr argues with Katarina, then pushes her away ]
Katarina: But I was wrong. He knew if I was slipping out at 4:00 a.m. that I was back in the game. He kept screaming, âYou were done! You were out!â I insisted it was my last job. An old friend had asked me for a favor. A desperate friend, someone who I trustedâ
Lucid Katarina: âsomeone I could never turn down. But you werenât really my friend. Were you?
Lucid Ilya: Iâm so sorry.
[ BEEPING ]
Ilya: I never wanted to hurt you. But we- we didnât think we had a choice.
Lucid Katarina: [ SCOFFS ] âWe.â Thatâs right. You werenât alone. The others They were all there. Even Dom was there.
Lucid Ilya: He leaked that his daughter â that you, were staying at the inn and that you carried sensitive intel. This might be the last chance to catch the infamous Russian traitorâ
Skovic: âKatarina Rostova.
Katarina: He wanted to make a spectacle of my death. And to think, you facilitated it. [ VOICE BREAKING ] You watched.
Lucid Ilya: I know.
Ilya: Iâm sorry.
Lucid Katarina: Pyotr insisted he accompany me. He didnât want me out of his sight. He knew Belgrade was too dangerous. He said heâd stay in the car. I told him he was crazy to come.
He wasnât even wearing shoes. Just those stupid hotel slippers.
[ Flashback: ]
[ The car đ„đ„đ„ explodes đ„đ„đ„ ] [ Lucid Katarina and Lucid Ilya stand next to the car with Young Dom and Young Ilya inside, all watching the explosion ]
Katarina: [ CRYING ] He died. [ SOBS ] I loved him. And he died right before my eyes. Because of you!
Lucid Ilya: The KGB were going to kill you right then and there.
[ Young Katarina runs out of the building ] [ SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN ]
Lucid Ilya: But then everything went wrong.
[ Flashback: ]
[ SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN ]
Katarina: [ GASPS ]
[ CELLPHONE RINGING ]
Katarina: [ GROANS ]
[ RINGING CONTINUES ]
Katarina: [ On phone ] [ Shakily ] Elizabeth.
[ Liz is riding in an SUV alongside Ressler ]
Liz: Hi. Is there any chance you could look after Agnes today?
Katarina: You know Iâd love to, butâ
Liz: What Agnes said, there was a dead body in the park.
Katarina: Iâm in a very [ SNIFFLES ] important meeting.
Liz: There were men with guns.
Katarina: I really canât help you now.
Liz: They were there for her. To hurt her.
Katarina: Are you sure? W-Why? W-Who were they?
Liz: I canât explain everything. I just need someone I trust to look after her until I get home.
Katarina: Of course Iâll do it. Iâll be there as soon as I can.
Liz: Iâm sorry to pull you out of a meeting.
Katarina: Itâs okay. Weâre almost done.
Liz: Honestly, I donât know what Iâd do without you.
Katarina: Iâm happy to do it. And donât worry. Sheâll be safe with me. Iâm a lot tougher than I look.
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[ Flashback: ]
[ Young Dom and Young Ilya are in a car leaving the scene of the explosion; Dom drives ]
Young Dom: I gave you instructions.
Young Ilya: How could I have not known about her husband?
Young Dom: She was to come alone. One simple job â deliver the dossier.
Young Ilya: Iâve never even heard of him.
Young Dom: And now heâs dead and sheâs alive.
Skovic: Yes.
[ Flashback: ]
Young Dom: And there are witnesses. Itâs a mess! The world was supposed to see Katarina Rostova die, and instead all weâve done is confirm that sheâs very much alive.
Skovic: [ Reading from notes ] Townsend.
[ Flashback: ]
Young Dom: Heâll never stop. And instead of protecting my granddaughter, weâve put a target on her back.
Young Ilya: Oh, stop using the child as an excuse! This was about you, Dom.
Young Dom: This was about Masha!
Young Ilya: I should tell him.
Young Dom: Weâre not telling him anything.
Young Ilya: Oh. I know how you feel, but Reddington deserves to know what weâve done.
Skovic: Why? Why does Reddington deserve to know anything?
Ilya: [ Still sedated; eyes closed ] Because heâs a part of this.
Katarina: [ Awake; standing ] Youâre protecting him.
Ilya: I made a promise.
Katarina: But you cared about me.
Ilya: Yes, and I do, but I câ
Katarina: I had everything taken from me that night. I canât show my face, use my nameâ [ CRYING ]
Ilya: Iâm so sorry.
Katarina: âIâve been hunted like an animal!
[ BEEPING INTENSIFIES ]
Ilya: [ SOBBING, shaking ]
Skovic: We need to stop.
Katarina: And Reddington? Whoever he is, heâs still out there!
Ilya: [ GROANING ]
Katarina: The benefactor to all of this. Why?! Stop! Youâre protecting him, but people are trying to kill me. Theyâre hunting me! [ Screaming at him ] Answer me! Why?!
[ Ilya is shaking wildly ]
Skovic: We need to stop! Get back! We need to keep his airway clear.
[ Skovic stabs Ilya with a syringe ]
Ilya: [ GROANING ]
[ BEEPING SLOWS ]
Ilya: [ MUMBLES ]
Katarina: I only want the truth.
Skovic: You wonât get it if heâs dead.
[ SYRINGE CLATTERS ]
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[ Liz calls in from the vehicle with Ressler to the Post Office ]
Liz: [ On phone ] Did you get ahold of Denise?
Aram: She canceled her cell service or has a new account under a different name. By hiding from her abuser, she managed to hide from us.
Agent Park: I canât get Reddington to pick up.
Liz: Why would you be calling him?
Agent Park: He insisted I give him Deniseâs location as soon as we got one.
Ressler: So he could get there first. Now, did you give it to him before or after you gave it to us?
Agent Park: Before. But he was closer, and sheâs in danger and [ SIGHS ] Heâs not gonna tell us what he finds out, is he?
Liz: Heâs not keeping this from me.
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[ Denise Young is finalizing her move with Stella Bisset ]
Stella: Last bit of business. Would you just initial by the Xâs and sign where I highlighted it, please?
Denise: Iâm so ready to get out of here.
Stella: Aww. Itâs been that bad?
Denise: Look around. People usually have mementos and sentimental things. All I have are painful memories and that son of a bitchâs shotgun in case he tries to find me again.
Stella: He wonât. You know, Iâve got a very good feeling about this next chapter for you.
Denise: [ SIGHS ] I hope youâre right. I mean, it canât get any worse, right?
[ A mover attacks Denise from behind, wrapping plastic wrap around her head ] [ MUFFLED SCREAMING ]
[ Denise sprays pepper spray or mace into the manâs face ] [ SPRAYING ] [ Denise gets away and runs ]
Mover: Aah! Aah! Ohh!
Stella: Help him, would you? I can handle the rest!
[ Stella grabs a large kitchen knife and goes after Denise ]
Stella: If you want something done right, youâve got to do it yourself.
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[ Red and Dembe arrive at the house ] [ At the front door, they hear a GUNSHOT đ„ ]
[ They enter and take out the moving men ] [ đ„đ„đ„ GUNSHOTS đ„đ„đ„ ] [ BULLET CASINGS CLATTER ]
[ They come upon Denise, still holding the shotgun she used to shoot Stella, who lies on the floor ]
[ DENISE BREATHING HEAVILY ]
Denise: Oh. S-She tried to kill me. Iâm so sorry.
[ Red goes to Stella, holding a photo of Katarina to her face ]
Red: Hey. Hey. This woman. She was a client. You moved her. I need to know where.
[ Stella BREATHING SHALLOWLY ]
Red: Hey. Hey! Where is she?
[ But Stella dies ]
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[ FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING RAPIDLY ] [ Liz enters ]
Red: [ SIGHS ] We were too late.
Liz: If you had gotten her location, would you have shared it with me?
Red: Eventually.
Liz: Who is she? The woman in Paris. I want a name.
Red: Shots fired in a residential neighborhood. Response time is probably 10 minutes.
Liz: Who is she?!
Red: Itâs already been 5. I need to go.
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[ Redâs place ]
Liz: We have the Orion files in the War Room.
Red: And yet youâre here.
Liz: We have the files, but you know who weâre looking for. We canât find her without you. And with Bisset dead and the files in our possession, you canât find her without us.
[ OWL SCREECHES ]
Liz: Are you keeping the owl?
Red: Oh, God, no. Iâm terrified of the thing. [ CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY ] Her eyes â hypnotizing.
[ CHUCKLES ] But not to worry. Weâve contacted a licensed falconer to help return the lovely lady to her home range, wherever that is.
Liz: Come to the War Room. Weâll go through the files together, you ID her, and weâll save your friend.
Red: Dembe, you heard her. To the War Room! Perhaps weâll be greeted by the Praetorian Guard. âThe War Room.â What a marvel of overstatement. Unless weâre in a war Iâm unaware of. My gosh. That would be marvelous.
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[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: I had Aram print out the Orion files. There are 792. Each one is conceivably a criminal case.Like Denise Young, these people might not be criminals, but a crime may have been committed in order for them to disappear. Somewhere in here is the woman who abducted you in Paris. [ To Red ] Your goal is to identify her. Ours is to identify the other clients and determine whether they were aware that their new lives may very well have been built on murder.
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[ Liz pages through a stack of the files. She comes to the one for Madeline Tolliver, the woman whose identity Katarina Rostova assumed before setting herself up as Lizâs new neighbor and nanny. There are photos of Madeline and Katarina side-by-side ]
Liz: My nanny.
[ Liz flashes back: ]
Katarina/âMaddyâ: âI moved here to be closer to my daughter.â
Katarina/âMaddyâ: âI put her through some dark times.â
Katarina/âMaddyâ: âYou remind me of my granddaughter!â
Katarina/âMaddyâ: âSometimes people just arenât who they seem to be.â
Liz: [ To herself ] Of course itâs her.
Red: [ Looking up ] Is something wrong?
Liz: No. Nothing. Itâs just, uhâ lost track of time. My nanny has to go.
Red: Why donât you just call her, ask her to stay?
Liz: Wouldnât make any difference. Sheâs really got to go.
[ Liz grabs her coat and leaves ]
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[ Lizâs apartment ] [ Liz enters ] [ DOOR OPENS, CLOSES ] [ KEYS JINGLE ]
[ Katarina is drinking from a large wine glass ]
Liz: [ WHISPERING ] Howâs Agnes?
Katarina: Out like a light. After what you told me on the phone, I needed something to steady my nerves. The men in the park. Tell me about them.
Liz: Iâll tell you in a minute. I just want to check in on her first.
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[ Liz goes to Agnesâs bedroom. Agnes is sleeping soundly. Liz takes her pistol from her purse, affixes a silencer to it and, holding it behind her back, returns to the living room. Katarina isnât there. Liz finds her in the kitchen ]
Katarina: The men â Why in the world would they be interested in Agnes?
Liz: They werenât interested in her.
Katarina: Oh. [ SIGHS ] Thatâs a relief.
Liz: They were interested in you.
Katarina: In me?
Liz: You said you were here to reconnect with your daughter.
Katarina: Thatâs true.
Liz: That Agnes reminded you of your granddaughter. The men went to the park to kill you, and you killed one of them first.
Katarina: [ LAUGHS ] Me? [ LAUGHS ] You think I killed someone?
Liz: Not Maddy Tolliver. No. Maddy Tolliver was a s-sweet, unassuming woman you had murdered so you could steal her identity.
[ Liz shows Katarina the double photo of Katarina and Maddy Tolliver from the Orion files ]
Liz: Maddy Tolliver would never kill anyone. But Katarina Rostova would. Katarina Rostovaâs a natural born killer. Of enemies, friends, family.
Katarina: I can explain.
[ Liz points her gun at Katarina ]
Liz: I knew it. [ CHUCKLES ] A part of me knew who you were. I just didnât want to admit it because I knew it would have to end this way.
Katarina: With you pointing a gun at me? [ SCOFFS ]
Liz: You shot your father. You put your granddaughter in harmâs way. You lied your way into my life. Youâve caused pain and suffering for everyone Iâve ever cared about. Give me one good reason I shouldnât end this right now.
Katarina: You already know the reason, Masha. [ SNIFFLES ] And it should be reason enough. â Iâm your mother.
Liz: [ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
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By Jerry Garcia and David GrismanâȘ Peaches in the summertime
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Made of golden twine
Every tune Iâd play on it
I wish that girl was mineâȘ Shady grove, my little love
Shady grove, I know
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Fine as I could sew
Sew that pretty girl to my side
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I come here to marryâȘ Shady grove, my little love
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Wife, I try to please her
The more I try, the worse she gets
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đŽ Script 7:10 Katarina Rostova (â 3)
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Program air date: 12/13/2019 in the US
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Director: Daniel Willis
Written by: Daniel Cerone
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Brief (Where weâre at): ~
Liz: [ Pointing gun ] You shot your father. You put your granddaughter in harmâs way. You lied your way into my life. Youâve caused pain and suffering for everyone Iâve ever cared about. Give me one good reason I shouldnât end this right now.
Katarina: You already know the reason, Masha. And it should be reason enough. â Iâm your mother.So Liz finally âmetâ her mother. Or, more precisely, she found out that âMaddyâ (Madeline Tolliver), the woman she had trusted to be Agnesâs nanny, is actually her mother, the infamous Katarina Rostova. The real Madeline Tolliver is dead, killed by Orion Relocation Services (Blacklister #159) so that Katarina could replace her and move in next to Liz.
But Katarinaâs goal has never been to reconnect with her daughter, but rather to use her to get to Red, Dom and Ilya Koslov, Redâs friend and Domâs one-time protĂ©gĂ©. In fact, she now has Ilya imprisoned in her apartment, guarded by her assistant, Berdy Chertov (aka Gregory Flynn) and being subjected to Memory Recovery Therapy (RMT) by the mysterious Victor Skovic.
But, wait â can Katarina be all bad or is she too a product of desperation and fear born of betrayal by those closest to her? What emerged from the RMT sessions was a story of terror in which in 1991 her own father, Dom, aided by Ilya and possibly Reddington, planned to kill Katarina by sending her on an errand and blowing up her car. Domâs reasoning was that the Townsend Directive (a contract on her life) meant Katarina was doomed anyway and that killing her themselves would at least spare Masha (Liz). But the plan went awry. The explosion killed Katarinaâs husband Pyotr, but Katarina herself escaped. She disappeared to end up in Paris, living quietly until Liz and Resslerâs search into Katarinaâs past revived the Townsend Directive.
Now Katarina desperately wants to know how to escape her hunters. And she wants answers: including an answer as to whose identity was changed under the skillful knife of Dr Hans Koehler to become Raymond Reddington.
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[ Lizâs kitchen. Pointing her gun, Liz confronts her mother, Katarina Rostova ]
Katarina: ⊠Iâm your mother.
Liz: A mother protects her children.
Katarina: I did protect you.
Liz: By leaving me?
Katarina: By hiding you. I was being hunted, and I didnât want you to be hunted, too.
Liz: And how about moving in next door and not telling me who you really are? I suppose you did that to protect me, too.
Katarina: And to get to know you â without our history getting in the way. And we did get to know each other, didnât we? To like each other.
Liz: Why are you here?
Katarina: Iâll tell you if you put the gun down. Please? You shot your father. Do you really want to shoot your mother, too?
[ Liz lowers her gun ]
[ Katarina picks up Agnesâs Barbie, the one with the mike in it ]
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[ In a nearby room, her assistant, Berdy Chernov listens in on the conversation ]
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Liz: Tell me. After all this time, why are you here?
Katarina: You know what I wish? [ CHUCKLES I wish someone would come in here right now and see us together.
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[ Berdy gets up from his chair ]
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Liz: Why now?
Katarina: Because they found me. The Townsend Directive. Dominic and Raymond could stop them. I tried to make them. You can be angry at me for that, but I just wanted them to do what was right. They refused.
Liz: So you came here? Why? Did you think I could stop them?
Katarina: No, but I needed your help finding the one other person who can â Ilya Koslov.
[ Liz aims her gun at Katarina again ]
Liz: I want the truth.
Katarina: That is the truth.
Liz: I know who Ilya Koslov is and that you didnât need my help to find him.
Katarina: That is the reason â that and to get to know you so that we could be family again.
[ Berdy comes up behind Liz and slugsâĄïžher ]
[ LIZ GRUNTS ] [ Liz falls, landing on the coffee table andâĄïžsmashingâĄïžit. She lies on the floor unconscious ]
Katarina: [ BREATHES DEEPLY ]
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[ The Post Office. Red and the Task Force are searching for the file on Katarina Rostova from Orion Relocation Services. They donât know that Liz took it and went by herself to confront Katarina, who had been masquerading as âMaddy Tolliverâ and had become Agnesâs de facto nanny ]
Aram: Mr. Reddington, weâve been through every file four times now.
Red: Are you sure this is everything you confiscated from Orion?
Cooper: Yes. This is every file.
Dembe: Elizabeth still isnât answering.
Agent Alina Park: Perhaps if you told us the name of the woman who abducted you in Paris, we could help you find her.
Red: She doesnât have a name. Sheâs a ghost. Think of a name, any name, and that could be it.
Ressler: We know she used the alias Constance Drucker. And we also know sheâs close.
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[ Katarina is driving a car with Agnes ]
Agnes: Why didnât she say goodbye?
Katarina: You were sleeping, sweetie, and she had an emergency at work, but she asked me to give you a big hug and tell you how much she loves you.
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Cooper: And she has someone you care about in her custody?
Red: She does.
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[ LINE RINGING ]
Katarina: [ On phone ] Hey. Howâs our houseguest?
[ Liz is sitting on a chair, still stunned, handcuffed to a pipe ]
Berdy: Sheâll be fine. Who you should be worried about are the feds sitting on the apartment. They saw Keen come in. Theyâre gonna wonder why sheâs not coming out.
Katarina: Then handle them. Iâll be there as soon as I can.
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Agent Park: Can you tell us what it is that she wants?
Red: Sheâs on the run. People are after her, and she wants to know how to stop them.
Ressler: Do you think heâs still alive, this friend of yours she has? She did try to kill you, remember? Hung you up like a Holstein.
Red: Killing me wasnât her plan. She wants answers, so she tried to con me first. When that didnât work, she tried advanced interrogation. That didnât work, either. So, yes, I think my friend is still alive, but I think sheâll employ any means necessary to get what she wants, to get inside his head toâ
[ Red stops mid-sentence. The others look at him ]
Red: Krilov. Krilov.
Ressler: The whack job who scrambled my brain like an egg?
Park: What does that mean?
Ressler: It means he scrambled my brain like an egg.
Red: Dr. Bogdan Krilov is the underworldâs foremost expert in accessing the subconscious. The man can get anyone to talk.
Cooper: Krilovâs in prison.
Red: Which means sheâd have to hire a protĂ©gĂ©.
Cooper: You really think this womanâs using recovered-memory therapy to get inside your friendâs head?
Red: Maybe, but if she is, Krilov would know with whom and how. I need to see him, Harold.
Ressler: No, thatâs not possible. Heâs at ADX Florence. Heâs in lockdown 23 hours a day.
Red: Iâm sure you could get him out for a quick visit.
Ressler: Heâs a significant security threat.
Red: If Iâve learned anything in this life, itâs that anything is possible.
Aram: Uh, guys, I think weâre missing a file here â 46-J.
Park: Thatâs the stack Agent Keen was cataloguing last night.
Aram: You donât think she took the file?
Dembe: She still isnât answering.
Red: Iâm gonna check on Elizabeth. Harold, see if you can round up Dr. Krilov. Donald and I have some catching up to do with the dreamweaver.
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[ Parked outside, two FBI agents are in a car, monitoring Lizâs apartment ] [ A white van parks in front of their vehicle ] [ VEHICLE REVERSE SIGNAL BEEPING ]
[ BRAKES HISS, BEEPING STOPS, ENGINE SHUTS OFF ]
[ Berdy gets out and approaches the FBI vehicle. Heâs wearing glasses and a knit hat ]
Agent Rapione: Whoâs this guy?
Berdy: All right. Weâre finished. Sheâs live.
Agent King: Whoâs live? And who are you?
Berdy: What, are you kidding? SSG. We got the apartment micâd up.
Agent King: Command never called us about SSG.
Berdy: Well, then take it up with command. Iâm not gonna stand here and debate it in the street. Now, you want the TRF receivers or not?
[ CAR DOOR ALARM CHIMING ]
Agent Rapione: [ SIGHS ]
[ Agent Rapione gets out of the vehicle and follows Berdy ]
Berdy: Theyâre in the corner.
[ DOOR ALARM CHIMING ]
[ Agent Rapione climbs into the truck. Berdy shoots him ] [ SILENCED GUNSHOT (đ„) ]
[ Agent King gets out of the FBI vehicle ]
Agent King: You know, Cooper never notified us of a surveillance pack. Iâll be damned if this is coming back on us.
[ He walks toward the back of the truck. Berdy shoots him, too ] [ SILENCED GUNSHOTS (đ„đ„) ]
Agent King: Aah!
[ Berdy breaks Agent Kingâs fall, pushes him into the truck and closes the door ]
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[ ADX Supermax Prison, Florence CO ] [ A Prison Guard leads Ressler to Dr Bogdan Krilovâs cell ]
Prison Guard: You understand Krilov is not just in solitary. Heâs in control. With the worst of the worst. Alone 23 hours a day, and he seems to like it like that. Guy doesnât even come outside when heâs allowed. He speaks to no one, by choice, so heâs certainly not gonna voluntarily talk with some FBI agent.
Ressler: I donât want to talk to the guy any more than he wants to talk to me.
[ KNOCK ON CELL DOOR ]
Prison Guard: Krilov. Visitor.
Dr Krilov: Agent Ressler. Iâve been dreaming about this day.
Ressler: Well, that makes one of us. [ To the guard ] Open the door!
[ LATCHES UNLOCK ]
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[ Red and Dembe arrive at Lizâs apartment ]
[ KNOCKS ON DOOR ] [ When no one opens, Dembe kicks âĄïž the door open ]
Red: Elizabeth.
Dembe: Nobody.
[ They see the crushed coffee table ]
[ CELLPHONE SPEED-DIALING ] [ LINE RINGING ]
Cooper: [ Answering phone ] Cooper.
Red: Harold. We have a problem.
Cooper: Whatâs going on? Any word from Agent Keen?
Red: No. The apartmentâs empty, with clear signs of an altercation. This falls on us, Harold. We shouldnât have let her go alone.
Cooper: Have Dembe check in with the agents stationed outside. Maybe they saw something. Iâll call them and let them know heâs on the way.
Red: Yep.
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[ Outside, Dembe and Red find the FBI vehicle empty ]
Red: What is it? Where are they?
[ There is blood on the pavement ]
Dembe: Raymond. Blood.
[ CELLPHONE RINGING inside the vehicle ] [ RINGING CONTINUES ]
[ Red retrieves the phone; CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
Red: [ On phone ] No need to notify your men, Harold. They wonât be taking any phone calls.
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[ Outside Lizâs apartment ] [ POLICE RADIO CHATTER ] [ Police set up perimeter tape ] [ Katarina walks past and enters to building ]
[ SIREN WAILS ] [ HORN HONKS ] [ SIREN WAILS ]
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[ Agent Alina Park is canvassing Lizâs neighbors ]
Berdy: Oh, I wish I could help, but I didnât see anything.
Agent Park: Thank you. Mister?
Berdy: Uh, Gregory Flynn. Two Nâs.
[ Katarina appears ]
Katarina: Whatâs going on?
Park: Agent Park, FBI. And you are?
Katarina: Maddy Tolliver. Is there something wrong?
Berdy: Well, apparently, thereâs been some kind of crime.
Katarina: A crime? What happened?
Park: Did you see or hear anything unusual in the past hour?
Katarina: No, I wasâ Does this have anything to do with Elizabeth?
Park: You know Agent Keen?
Katarina: Of course. Sheâs my neighbor. Please. Tell me sheâs okay.
Park: Weâre checking on it.
[ Agent Park gives Katarina a card ]
Park: Um, if you think of anything give me a call.
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[ Katarinaâs apartment ]
[ DOOR OPENS to the room where Victor Skovic has been trying to extract Ilya Koslovâs memories from the night Dom and Ilya tried to kill Katarina ] [ MONITOR BEEPING ]
Katarina: Did he talk?
Skovic: Iâm done. There are police everywhere, FBI.
Katarina: So he didnât talk.
Skovic: Thatâs why theyâre here? Because you have another hostage?
Katarina: Did he talk?!
Skovic: No.
Katarina: Then youâre not done.
Skovic: [ SCOFFS ] Like hell Iâm not.
[ He tries to leave but Berdy points a gun at him ]
Katarina: Let me know when Ilyaâs ready for another session. If you wonât ask him questions â I will.
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[ In a separate room, Liz is still handcuffed to the pipe, a cloth gag now in her mouth ]
[ TELEVISION PLAYING LOUDLY ] [ Katarina enters and turns off the tv ] [ CLICK ]
Katarina: What Berdy did was not okay, but if I let you go, itâll stop me from getting the answers I need. What Iâd like to do is take this gag off so we can talk. I donât want to put it back on, but if you scream, Iâll have to. So can we talk?
[ Liz nods. Katarina removes the gag ]
Liz: Whereâs Agnes?
Katarina: I took her to Shellyâs for a sleepover. I told her something came up and you had to go to work.
[ CELLPHONE UNLOCKS, BEEP, SPEED-DIALING ] [ Katarina holds the phone to Lizâs ear ]
Katarina: See for yourself.
[ LINE RINGING ]
Liz: Hi, Beth. Itâs me. Can I talk to Agnes for a sec?
Katarina: I would never hurt her.
Liz: [ SIGHS ] Hi, honey. How are you? â Chocolate-chip pancakes? Well, I wouldnât want to interrupt that. I just wanted to say I love you. Okay? â Bye.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
Katarina: So letâs talk.
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[ Dembe and Red are parked in a garage. Two black SUVs drive in ]
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ] [ Dembe receives a text message ]
Dembe: Harold still hasnât located Elizabeth. No one in her building has seen her, and they canât get a signal off her phone.
Red: First Ilya. Now sheâs got Elizabeth. She thinks sheâs staying ahead of us. I fear she might be getting a little ahead of herself.
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[ Ressler and Agent Park get out of one vehicle. Guards get out of the other with Dr Krilov. The guards sit Krilov down on a chair ]
Dr Krilov: As Iâm the last person you want to see, I assume Iâm the only person who can do what you need. Which gives me the leverage to set my terms â time served, a new identity and, um â glass of chocolate milk.
Ressler: [ SCOFFS ]
Red: Make it two. Hersheyâs or Nesquik? Or maybe youâre a Bosco man.
Dr Krilov: What do you want?
Red: To kill you. For working with Mr. Kaplan. For betraying my trust. For hurting Donald in an attempt to hurt me.
Ressler: Well, thatâs what we want. And if youâre smart, youâre gonna give us what we need.
Red: A name of a protégé or colleague.
Dr Krilov: I work alone.
Red: Mm. A competitor then? A rival, someoneâs chipping away at your business while youâre in prison.
Ressler: And if you play nice, well, maybe weâll kill him instead of you.
Dr Krilov: [ CHUCKLES ] And you are an FBI agent?
Ressler: Yes, I am. And I work with Raymond Reddington. So you do the math.
Dr Krilov: Yeah. Okay. Victor Skovic.
Park: Where can we find him?
Dr Krilov: Tongji.
Park: Whereâs that?
Red: Itâs not a where. Itâs a who. Tongji is supposed to be some kind of a Chinese miracle worker. Heâs rumored to provide a place where people go to find unfindable things, to forget the unforgettable things â a back-alley bazaar where he brokers whatever you need to ease your pain or dull your mind. As far as I know, Tongji only exists as a myth.
Dr Krilov: [ CHUCKLES ] Heâs not a myth. [ CHUCKLES ] Heâs very real. And he brokers jobs for Skovic.
Ressler: Then it looks like weâre taking you on a little field trip to meet Mr. Tongji.
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Katarina: After all these years, after what Iâm sure everyone had told you about me, I didnât think there was any way you would give me the benefit of the doubt, that I was actually here to put an end to it â to the running, the hiding, the living in fear.
Liz: I donât believe youâre afraid of anything.
Katarina: I lost you once. Iâm terrified of losing you again.
Liz: You say you need me to find Ilya Koslov, but I know that thatâs not true. You had him in Paris.
Katarina: In Paris?
Liz: I know who Reddington really is. He told me.
Katarina: He told you?
Liz: Heâs the real Koslov, and he turned into Reddington 30 years ago to help you escape.
Katarina: He told you that?
Liz: Well, Dom did, and Reddington, he confirmed it. He saved your life. And you repaid him by torturing him within an inch of his.
Katarina: You donât understand.
Liz: No. You donât understand. He may not be my father, but Reddington, this Reddington, has watched over me my entire life. You say you want to get to know each otherâ To be a family? Well, heâs a part of that family. And if you canât be on his side, I canât be on yours.
Katarina: What if I can prove heâs not on your side?
Liz: I donât think thereâs anything you can say that would convince me of that.
Katarina: Thatâs why Iâm not going to say anything. Iâm going to show you.
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[ DOOR OPENS, MONITOR BEEPING ]
[ Katarina and Liz enter the room where Ilya is being held ]
Berdy: I donât think this is a good idea. She shouldnât be in here.
[ Liz sees Ilya, who is sleeping or unconscious ]
Liz: This man, Iâve met him before. Heâs friends with Reddington. F-F-Frank â
Katarina: Elizabeth. His name isnât Frank.
[ Katarina show Liz her file of Ilya Koslov ]
Katarina: His name is Ilya Koslov.
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[ Liz and Katarina are in Katarinaâs living room ]
Katarina: [ To Berdy ] Iâll be there in five minutes. Make sure Skovic has him ready.
[ Berdy leaves the room ]
Liz: That file doesnât prove anything. Why should I trust you?
Katarina: You have absolutely no reason to. But I think you know itâs the truth.
Liz: If Reddington isnât Koslov, then who is he?
Katarina: [ CHUCKLES ] Thatâs just one of the mysteries I intend to pull from Ilyaâs head.
Liz: How could you not know? Ilyaâs your friend.
Katarina: He was my best friend, until he conspired with your grandfather to have me killed, blown up in a car bomb.
Liz: That isnât what Dom told me.
Katarina: No. Dom told you Reddington was Koslov. He lied to you to hide the truth, that he tried to assassinate his own daughter.
Liz: Why would he do that?
Katarina: Because if the people hunting me saw me die, then the person he really cared about would be safe.
Liz: Youâre his child. Who could he care about more than you? â No. [ SCOFFS ] That canât be true.
Katarina: Iâm a mortal threat to you, a mother whose very existence puts her daughterâs life at risk.
Liz: My grandfather tried to kill you to protect me.
Katarina: And in the process, he killed the man I loved. I disappeared after that. To heal. I started over and was content.
Liz: Until they found you again. The Townsend Directive.
Katarina: They took away my life once. Now theyâve done it again.
Liz: No, they didnât. I did. Iâm the reason theyâre after you again. I went looking for you. They found out. They followed my lead.
Katarina: You were looking for me?
Liz: [ Crying ] Of course I was. Youâre my mother.
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[ MONITOR BEEPING ] [ Katarina enters the room with Ilya and Skovic ]
Skovic: This is a waste of time. I couldnât get anything out of him. Iâd like to go now.
Katarina: [ SCOFFS ] Where? Out the door and into the arms of the police?
Skovic: I have no interest in dying here.
Katarina: Youâre not going to die, Victor. Not if, from now on, you do exactly as I tell you.
Sit down and keep your mouth shut!
[ Berdy enters ]
Berdy: I just got a call. The Kazanjian brothers pulled into town.
Katarina: We need to step up our timeline before itâs too late. [ To Ilya ] Good news, Ilya. Dr. Skovicâs done with you.
[ Ilya is still out of it, unresponsive ]
Katarina: The bad news is â Iâm just getting started.
[ MONITOR BEEPING ]
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[ An auto repair shop ] [ A man is welding ]
Garage Manager: Letâs go, letâs go, letâs go! Keep these vehicles moving! I need open spaces here!
[ DOOR OPENS ] [ The Kazanjian brothers, Pasha and Nshan, enter ]
Manager: Hey! Wrong garage! Take a walk!
Pasha: We need vehicle.
Manager: You just picked the wrong garage. You hear me?
[ The Manager reaches for a gun ] [ Nshan shoots him đ„ ]
Manager: Aah!
[ Another man tries to flee. Nshan shoots đ„ him, too ]
Pasha: [ To the remaining mechanic ] Fortify the bumper on that Chevy. You have 30 minutes.
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[ Chinatown ] [ HORN BLARES ] [ Ressler is in a parked vehicle with Agent Park. They watch as Red, Dembe and Krilov enter a store ]
Park: So, you and Krilov have a history. What exactly did he do?
Ressler: He got inside my head, planted a false memory, tried to convince me I killed a national-security advisor.
Park: And now weâre working with him?
Ressler: Itâs been a slippery slope.
Park: You think?
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[ SOFT MUSIC PLAYING ] [ Inside the shop ]
Red: [ To Krilov ] Have a seat right there. [ To the Shopkeeper ] Iâm here to see Tongji.
Shopkeeper: [ Thick Chinese accent ] You have appointment?
Red: I do not.
Shopkeeper: You got to have an appointment.
Red: Tell him itâs Raymond Reddington.
Shopkeeper: Mr. Reddington, you no appointment, you no see Tongji. [ SPEAKS CANTONESE ] Come back when you have the appointment!
Red: I have a gun. Does that count as an appointment? And I have a friend with a gun â two appointments.
Shopkeeper: Heâs not reachable.
Dr Krilov: Why donât you tell Tongji that Bogdan Krilov wants to see him?
Shopkeeper: Dr. Krilov! Of course, sir. Dr. Krilov. [ SPEAKING CANTONESE ]
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[ DOOR CLOSES ]
[ They walk back though a hazy, third world setting. Men are reclining, almost naked, receiving some kind of treatment. Chickens are in cages and scurrying around, being slaughtered, meat being cut up. ]
Shopkeeper: No smoking! [ SPEAKING CANTONESE ]
[ CHICKEN SQUAWKING ]
[ They come to a back room lined with jars of herbs and acupuncture charts ]
[ Tongji is on the phone ] [ SPEAKING CANTONESE ANGRILY ] [ SCOFFS ] [ CELLPHONE SLAMS SHUT ]
[ Tongji sees Krilov ]
Tongji: My God.
Dr Krilov: Hello, my friend.
[ Hug, cheek kisses ] [ CHUCKLES ]
Tongji: They said you were in prison. They said you would die there.
Dr Krilov: They were wrong.
Tongji: Are you okay? Do you need help?
Dr Krilov: Listen. Iâm looking for someone, the man who took my place.
Tongji: Victor Skovic.
Red: Do you know how to find him?
Tongji: I may. But Iâm not telling you.
Dr Krilov: Tongji. This is important.
Tongji: Skovicâs gone. Heâs under contract.
Dr Krilov: With whom?
Tongji: Some woman. Uh, I donât know her name. Uh, she had a handler. Berdy Chernov.
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[ Redâs plane. Dr Krilov is drinking chocolate milk. A few seats away, Red calls Cooper who share the call with Aram on speakerphone ]
Red: The man weâre looking for is Victor Skovic.
Cooper: What do you know about him?
Red: I know that, as we speak, heâs sucking whatever he can from the depths of my friendâs cerebral cortex. Berdy Chernov is the man who brokered the contract.
Cooper: Are you familiar with him?
Red: I am not.
Aram: I am.
Cooper: You are?
Aram: Chernov. I know I know Iâve heard that name.
Cooper: From work? A case? An article you read?
Aram: The wedding. A wedding. A few weeks ago, Elodie and I crashed this wedding. Well, she actually she stole these name tags, which is quite easy to do, by the way, because they just leave them right out there in the open.
Cooper: Aram.
Aram: Yeah?
Cooper: Berdy Chernov.
Aram: Right. Okay. So, Iâm standing there wearing this name tag, and this guy comes over to me, thinking that I am Frank Bloom.
Red: The wedding. Was it at the Fremont?
Aram: Yeah. Why? Were you invited?
Red: Frank Bloom is an alias for my friend. He went to that wedding to meet a contact and get the name of a man involved in my abduction in Paris.
Cooper: But he gave it to you instead because you stole his name tag.
Aram: Like I said, they just leave them out in the open.
Cooper: Chernov. What can you tell us about him?
Aram: I can tell you that is not the name he goes by.
Red: Can you tell us what name he does go by?
Aram: No. But I can get it. I can get it. [ He runs out ] I can get it.
[ Ressler walks up to Red ]
Ressler: When we land, Krilov comes with me.
Red: Revenge doesnât suit you, Donald.
Ressler: [ CHUCKLES ] Iâm taking him back to prison.
Red: Are you? I wonder.
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[ In a drawer in Aramâs desk, he finds the slip of paper he got from the man at the wedding and returns to Cooperâs office ]
Aram: Okay. So, the guy who thought I was Frank Bloom gave me this.
Cooper: [ To Red, on phone ] Chernovâs alias is Gregory Flynn. Mean anything to you?
Red: No.
Cooper: Okay, weâre on it. Iâll let you know as soon as we have a lead.
[ Call ends ]
Cooper: [ To Aram ] You crashed a wedding?
Aram: I know. But, uh, I got to say â it was pretty awesome.
Cooper: Gregory Flynn. Find him. Now.
Aram: Yep.
[ Aram runs out ]
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Liz: [ SIGHS ]
[ DOOR CLOSES ] [ Katarina enters ]
Liz: What is it? The Townsend Directive?
Katarina: A bounty, an incentive to kill me.
Liz: Can it be called off?
Katarina: Iâm betting my life on it. Iâm still looking for the answers I need, but I donât think youâre gonna stop me from getting them, are you?
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[ Redâs car. Dembe drives ]
Red: [ Pensively ] Iâve always lived my life very much in the moment. But what does one do when the moment is filled with anxiety and dread?
Agent Park: I assume that was a rhetorical question.
Red: Agent Park, how long have you been here?
Park: Uh, the whole time.
Red: Dembe, has Harold texted you any new information on Gregory Flynn?
Dembe: No.
Park: Who?
Red: Are we giving you a lift somewhere?
Agent Park: D-Did you say Gregory Flynn?
Red: Yes. If we can find him, we can find my friend.
Park: And Agent Keen.
Red: Possibly.
Park: Definitely. He lives in her building. After the protective detail went missing, I canvassed the neighbors. One of them was Gregory Flynn. He lives across the hall from her.
Red: Dembe, pull over. Agent Park, you are a treasure. I hope you donât mind, but, please, get out.
Park: Wait. What? Are you serious?
Red: Thereâs another rhetorical question.
[ Agent Park gets out ]
[ CELLPHONE DIALING ]
Red: Iâll call Chuck and Morgan. You call Heddie. Weâre gonna need them very fast.
[ LINE RINGING ]
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[ Ressler gets off the elevator at the Post Office ]
Aram: Oh, hey. Just in time.
Ressler: Iâve been dealing with Krilov. Whatâs going on?
Aram: The name you got, Berdy Chernov, he and the woman from Paris live across the hall from Agent Keen. Weâre heading there now.
Ressler: Have you heard from her?
Aram: Yeah, thank God. I just patched her through to Mr. Cooper.
Ressler: Well, is she okay?
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[ Cooperâs office. Cooper is talking to Liz, who is still at Katarinaâs ]
Liz: Iâm fine.
Cooper: Where have you been?
Liz: I had an issue with Agnes, but itâs fine now. I-I found something while I was out. Thought it was a lead, so I chased after it.
Cooper: You found a lead after you left the office?
Liz: Yeah, but it didnât go anywhere. Now Iâm stuck in traffic, on the way back fromâ
Cooper: Agnes. Where is she?
Liz: Uh, at a friendâs. Why?
Cooper: There was an altercation in your apartment. The woman from Paris, she lives across the hall from you.
Liz: What? Maddy Tolliver? Are you sure?
Cooper: We got her, Elizabeth. She wonât get away this time.
Liz: Have you sent a team?
Cooper: Weâre on the way. Get there as soon as you can.
[ Cooperâs CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
[ Lizâs CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
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Katarina: They know. If they know, Reddington knows.
Liz: Theyâre on their way. Theyâve probably already set a perimeter.
Katarina: I canât leave without getting the answers Iâm looking for.
Liz: If you stay and try to find them, you will be caught.
Katarina: And killed. Elizabeth. Please. You still have time. Go. You donât need to be a part of this.
Liz: What are you gonna do?
Katarina: I donât know. But I donât want you to get hurt. Please. Go.
[ Liz begins to leave, but stops in the doorway. She struggles with a decision ]
Katarina: What is it? Elizabeth, please. Talk to me.
Liz: [ Turns around, SIGHS ] What if I can get you out?
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[ At the auto repair garage, the mechanic finishes up work on the car for the Kazanjian brothers. He looks at them nervously. Nshan reaches into his pocket and pulls out â a wad of bills, which he gives to the mechanic ]
Mechanic: [ EXHALES SHARPLY ]
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[ Dozens of police officers and techs swarm the street in front of Lizâs apartment around the abandoned police car. Ressler and Aram are on their way in an FBI vehicle ]
Aram: [ On phone ] Agents Ressler and Mojtabai, FBI. We need a perimeter on that building â Evergreen to First and Dove Hill Road to Brighton.
Officer in Charge (Dan Lynch): Copy. Any details on the suspects?
Aram: White female, late 50s, possibly accompanied by a white male, both likely armed and dangerous. Nobody goes in or out of that building until weâre on site.
Officer Lynch: Weâll lock it down.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
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[ Katarina looks out of the window ] [ POLICE RADIO CHATTER on the street below ]
Katarina: Theyâre everywhere. Weâre not getting out.
Liz: Iâll get you out.
Berdy: Your friendâs in no shape to walk.
Skovic: What on Earth did you do to him?
Liz: You got to leave Ilya.
Katarina: Not before I get answers.
Liz: If you want me to get you out of here alive, youâve got to leave him. And we got to go now.
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[ Django Djangoâs âȘ âWorâ plays (instrumental only) ]
[ TIRES SCREECH ] [ Red and Dembe watch the police action from a distance in their car ] [ Red is wearing an earphone ]
Dembe: This isnât going to work.
Red: Sure it will. Itâll work.
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[ Redâs guys, Morgan and Chuck, wearing FBI uniforms, approach Dan Lynch, the Metro PD Officer in Charge ]
Morgan: Agents Ressler and Mojtabai, FBI. Whoâs running point?
Officer Lynch: I am. Dan Lynch, MPD. We spoke on the phone.
Chuck: What do we know?
Officer Lynch: Perimeterâs secure. No sign of the suspects. Nobody in or out.
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What if Agent Ressler personally knows one of those officers?
Red: Itâs unlikely. District has more than 4,000 sworn officers. Weâd have better odds of being killed by a vending machine.
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Morgan: Ready your men. We breach on my go.
Officer Lynch: Whoa. Breach? Weâre just gonna storm in? What about HRT?
Morgan: I got an agent in there. Iâm not waiting on anyone to make contact with. We go in fast. You and your men secure the perimeter. Nobody answers unless you hear gunshots.
[ Morgan and Chuck walk past him ]
Officer Lynch: Yes, sir. Itâs your death warrant.
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Red: Here we go.
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[ Morgan and Chuck force the door of Katarinaâs apartment. At first, no one appears to be home ]
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[ Liz leads Katarina, Berdy and Skovic through a series of tunnels ]
Liz: My husband, Tom, and I specifically chose this apartment because you can access the service corridor from the parking structure.
Skovic: How far does it run?
Liz: Only to the back of the building, but â and donât tell the super â I may have opened a small access to the cityâs underground utility chase. That runs for blocks.
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[ Morgan and Chuck find Ilya, who is bleeding badly from the nose and mouth ]
Morgan: [ On comms ] Boss. Hey. Heâs here.
Red: And Elizabeth?
Morgan: No sign of her or anyone else. But your friend, heâs in bad shape.
Red: Get him out of there.
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[ Chuck and Morgan, supporting Ilya, walk him out of the front of the building ]
Morgan: I got an injury! Need a paramedic!
[ An ambulance is parked near the front of the building. It is being driven by Redâs associate Heddie Hawkins ]
Heddie: What do you got?
Morgan: He took a beating. His breathing isnât right.
Heddie: Letâs get him in the back.
[ SIREN CHIRPING ] [ Ressler and Aramâs vehicle arrives ]
Red: Heddie. Youâre out of time.
[ Morgan and Chuck help Ilya onto the cot inside the ambulance. Heddie closes the door ]
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[ Ressler and Aram walk up to Officer Lynch ]
Ressler: Agents Ressler and Mojtabai, FBI. Whoâs running point?
Officer Lynch: Dan Lynch, MPD. Whatâs going on?
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[ Heddie gets into the driverâs seat of the ambulance ]
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Ressler: What do you mean theyâre on site?!
Aram: We just got here.
Ressler: And what about our suspects?
[ Aram and Ressler run into the building ] [ The ambulance pulls away ]
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Dembe: Do you want me to follow?
Red: No, we stay put until we see her.
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[ In the tunnels leading away from Lizâs apartment building ]
Katarina: You two. Head that way. Thereâs a service ladder just past the fire riser 50, maybe 60 yards.
Berdy: Hold on. Weâre not splitting up.
Liz: All of us together? Thatâs too conspicuous. This way, if we get caught, only two of us get busted.
Berdy: [To Katarina ] No, I am not leaving you with her.
Katarina: Berdy, listen to the woman. Sheâs trying to help. I trust her.
Berdy: [ SIGHS ]
Liz: Go. Now. Go. This door leads to the street. You get a car. Iâm gonna double back, try and stall them.
Katarina: Elizabeth. I am gonna make this up to you. I promise.
Liz: [ SOFTLY ] Go.
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[ POLICE RADIO CHATTER ] [ On the street, Katarina finds a car, a light-colored sedan. Obscuring her action with her coat, Katarina uses a pointed object to break the window. She unlocks the door, gets in, sticks a tool in the ignition and twists it ] [ ENGINE STARTS ]
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[ Nearby ]
Dembe: Raymond, we have to go. Theyâll be closing down the street soon. You canât be here.
Red: She slipped through our fingers again.
[ The car with Katarina drives slowly by. Red recognizes her ]
Red: Iâll be damned.
[ Dembe starts the car to follow Katarina ]
Red: Keep your distance. We want to do this very quietly.
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[ Katarinaâs apartment ] [ POLICE RADIO CHATTER from below ]
Aram: [ To an tech ] Okay. Thank you.
[ Liz walks over. Aram sees her ]
Aram: Agent Keen. Thank God youâre okay. Come on. We were so worried.
Liz: I came here as fast as I could. Whatâd you find?
Ressler: Just the equipment.
Liz: Wait. Reddingtonâs friend?
Ressler: Gone.
Aram: MPD finished a sweep of the building. We were too late.
Ressler: But you can ID her, right? Your neighbor?
Liz: Yeah, of course. Weâll send out a description, put out a BOLO.
Ressler: Whatâs her name, by the way?
Liz: Her name?
Ressler: Yeah, the woman from Paris. All we have is her alias.
Liz: Yeah.
Ressler: What was her real name?
Liz: Maddy. Maddy Tolliver.
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[ Red and Dembe are following Katarinaâs car at a distance ]
Dembe: Now?
Red: Soon. When weâre a little further away from surveillance cameras and prying eyes.
[ They follow until they have left the cityscape behind ]
[ Suddenly, at an crossroads, a large black SUV plows into Katarinaâs sedan ]
[ TIRES SCREECH ] [ TIRES SCREECHING ] [ âĄïžâŒïžCrash âŒïžâĄïž]
[ Katarina GASPING ] [ SEAT BELT CLICKS ] [ VEHICLE DOOR OPENS ]
[ Katarina stumbles out ]
[ The Kazanjian brothers get out of the SUV with assault weapons ]
[ Red reaches for his gun and is ready to get out ]
Dembe: Raymond. The Kazanjian brothers will kill you, too.
[ Katarina tries to run away ]
[ The two brothers shoot Katarina ] [ Automatic đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ GUNFIRE đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ ]
[ Katarina falls ]
Red: Death must be so beautiful. To lie on soft brown earth with the grasses waving over oneâs head. To be at peace. I welcome that one day.
[ Red and Dembe watch as the Kazanjian brothers grab Katarina by the upper arms and drag her to the SUV ]
[ VEHICLE DOORS CLOSE ]
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[ A parking garage ] [ Police have arrested Victor Skovic ]
Ressler: Well, you didnât get far, now, did you?
Uniformed Officer: Picked him up on 39th. He was traveling with another man, but we lost him.
Ressler: Iâll take it from here.
Skovic: Who are you?
Ressler: Iâm the guy youâre gonna help.
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[ Liz is in her office. She looks at the file she kept of Katarina and the real Madeline Tolliver ]
[ KNOCKS ON DOOR ] [ Liz closes the file ] [ Cooper enters ]
Cooper: I want you to know how relieved I am that you and your family are safe. I also want to apologize. I told you Iâd protect you, and I didnât.
Liz: You have nothing to apologize for.
Cooper: I believe I do. As it happens, I believe you do, too. You told me you got a lead after you left the office. We both know thatâs not true.
Liz: No, itâs not.
Cooper: I know that you took a file, that you didnât want us to know what you saw in it, who you saw in it. I also know that youâd only do that if it was something very personal. The photo in the file. Was it her?
Liz: Yes.
Cooper: The woman from Paris who abducted Reddington, the woman weâve been looking for is â your mother?
Liz: She isnât who I thought she was. The reason she moved in next to me â sheâs looking for answers that could save her life.
Cooper: Has she found them?
Liz: No, but I hope she does.
Cooper: I donât envy you, being caught in the middle between two ruthless outlaws, trying to pick a side. Personally, I sympathize, but professionally, there is only one side to be on.
Liz: Reddingtonâs.
Cooper: We have a deal with him. We give to get. And he doesnât kill FBI agents. The men stationed at your building are missing.
Liz: Thatâs indefensible. And if she did it, Iâll walk her into prison myself. But Iâm not on Reddingtonâs side or her side. Iâm on the side of the truth. And right now Reddingtonâs hiding that from me, and my mother isnât.
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[ Morgan has been caring for Ilya in the ambulance. Red arrives ]
Red: Thank you, Morgan.
[ Morgan leaves. Red sits down ]
Red: [ EXHALES SHARPLY ] Medical team will be here in 10 minutes.
Ilya: [ BREATHING HEAVILY ] I didnât tell her. Did you hear me? She doesnât know.
[ Red rubs Ilyaâs shoulder ]
Red: You need to rest. We donât need to worry about her anymore.
Ilya: [ SIGHS ]
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[ Ressler has brought Skovic to Katarinaâs apartment ]
Agent Park: What exactly are you planning on doing here?
Ressler: The right thing.
[ DOOR OPENS ] [ They enter the room where Ilyaâs memories were mined. Dr Krilov is there now, strapped to the chair ]
Dr Krilov: Whatever heâs paying you, Iâll double it.
Ressler: Money canât buy him a reduced sentence. Erasing your memories can.
[ HANDCUFFS CLICKING ]
Skovic: I am terribly sorry, Mr. Krilov.
Ressler: Donât worry, Iâm still bringing you back to prison. But, first, we have some unfinished business. You scrambled my brain, and Iâm here to make sure that you never do that to anyone else.
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[ Liz visits Dom, who is still in a coma ] [ MONITOR BEEPING, MACHINE WHIRRING ]
Liz: I met my mother.
[ Michael Kiwanukaâs âȘ âPiano Jointâ plays ]
Liz: I know you didnât want me to. But I did. She told me you lied to me about who Reddington really is. I donât understand why you did that or why youâd try to have her killed to protect me.
âȘ Looking out for something new, itâs the right
Liz: You tried to kill your own child.
âȘ The right time to lose
To begin again
Liz: What kind of person would do something like that?
âȘ Maybe win again
[ DOOR CLOSES ] [ Red enters with Dembe ]
âȘ All I want is to talk to you
Liz: [ Quietly ] I canât figure it out. But maybe she can. Maybe she can find out everything youâre trying to hide from me.
âȘ Although Iâve been used
I wonât leave again
[ Red walks over ]
Red: Itâs over.
Liz: What is?
Red: The woman.
âȘ All I know is my oh my
Red: Aram told me sheâd been living in your building, feigning kindness, watching Agnes. But itâs over. Sheâs dead.
Liz: W-What?
âȘ Donât let the pressure get to me
Liz: How?
Red: Gunned down in the street less than an hour ago.
âȘ My oh my
Liz: How do you know?
Red: I saw it happen. Two heavily armed assets. They took her body because they came for a bounty. Sheâs dead.
Liz: She is.
âȘ from my enemies
Red: Elizabeth, go get Agnes. Take her home.
âȘ pressure get to me
Red: Iâve been reading to Dom. Weâre halfway through âBeowulf.â Grendelâs mother, now, thereâs a woman to be reckoned with.
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[ Liz steps away from Domâs bed as Red sits down. She tearfully finds a darkened alcove to mourn quietly alone ]
âȘ I thought I could break away
[ Lizâs CELLPHONE BUZZES ]
âȘ I hope I fall in love today
Liz: [ SNIFFLES ]
[ Liz gathers herself together and answers ]
Liz: Hello?
Katarina: Did he believe it?
Liz: Katarina?
Katarina: Does he think Iâm dead?
Liz: What happened? Whatâs going on?
Katarina: I bought us time to find the answers weâre looking for. At least I tried. Did it work?
Liz: [ LAUGHS SOFTLY ] Like a charm.
Katarina: This is our secret. No one can know. I need to know you can keep it a secret.
Liz: Of course I can. Iâm a Rostova.
Katarina: I need to disappear for a stretch, let things cool down. But when the time is right, when I have the answers, I will find you. Might be a week or a month, but I will find you. We will end this.
âȘ Sadness and fury is all I know
Katarina: I love you, Masha.
Liz: Be safe.
[ CELLPHONE BEEPS ]
[ Katarina walks along the sidewalk, disappearing into the crowd ]
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by Django DjangoâȘ Push the button
And drop it on the zone
Took all you had to strip me to the boneâȘ Donât slam the door
Wait out deep in hell
Took a chance on you and itâs time to ring the bellâȘ Side effects
Have you walking in a daze
Another fall out from this thing just radiatesâȘ Youâll be the first
Iâll always be the last
Iâll duck and cover âtill the threat is pastâȘ Make your move now and try to win the game
But in the end it always stays the same
Donât shy away behind those lost in lines
I read between them almost everytimeâȘ Hold the fight
Itâs all Iâm asking for
But the aftershock just shook me to the coreâȘ Flick the switch
And watch it all around
Best get out before âŠâȘ Press the button now
And drop it on the zone
Took all you had to strip me to the boneâȘ Donât slam the door
Wait out deep in hell
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by Michael KiwanukaâȘ Walking down the avenue
Looking out for something new
Itâs the right time to give in
The right to lose
To begin again
Maybe win againâȘ All I want is to talk to you
Turn me onto something true
I canât be with another
Although Iâve been used
I wonât leave again
Help me to the endâȘ All I know is my oh my, this kind of love
Itâs taken me from my enemies
Donât let the pressure get to me
My oh my, itâs bad enough
Could you stay with me
Donât let me go
Sadness and fury is all I knowâȘ Youâve taken from my enemies
I still let the pressure get to meâȘ I thought I could break away
I hope I fall in love today
No more heartbreak and trouble
I know Iâve been bruised
Let me in again
I could use a friendâȘ All I know is my oh my, this kind of love
Itâs taken me from my enemies
Donât let the pressure get to me
My oh my, itâs bad enough
Could you stay with me
Donât let me go
Sadness and fury is all I knowâȘ Youâve taken me from my enemies
I still let the pressure get to meLyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2rOxVnl
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Program air date: 3/20/2020 at 7pmCT in the US
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Director: Bill Roe
Written by: Jon Bokenkamp
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Brief ~ (Where weâre at): Before Episode 7:11 ~ Liz has a secret: Katarina is alive. Red witnessed Katarina being gunned down by two thugs, the Kazanjian brothers, and her body dragged away to collect a bounty on her life, the Townsend Directive. But Katarina had hired the brothers to stage the attack as Red watched. Red told Liz about her death, but he doesnât know that Liz knows that the âwoman from Parisâ is her mother. Or that Liz would soonafter be called by Katarina to explain what had happened.
Katarina won Liz over when she told her that the story Dom had told Liz â that Red was really Ilya Koslov, a friend of Katarinaâs and Soviet operative and embassy employee â was untrue, and she proved it by showing Liz Ilya himself, whom she had captured and was submitting to forced therapy by a memory extractor named Victor Skovic. Katarina also told Liz what she had learned or confirmed from Ilyaâs confessions â that in 1991, her own father had planned to assassinate her in a car bomb. She escaped but the explosion killed her husband Pyotr. Domâs purpose for killing Katarina? To protect the one person Dom loved most, his granddaughter Masha (Lizâs Russian name). Katarina disappeared after that, ending up living quietly in Paris until Liz and Resslerâs search for her raised the antennae of her enemies, resulting in the revival of the long-dormant Townsend Directive.
But if Red isnât Ilya Koslov, then who is he? Ilya, even under Skovicâs therapy and torture, refused to say. Then the Task Force put 2+2 together and closed in on Lizâs building, where they figured out the âwoman from Parisâ had moved in across the hall from Liz. Liz offered to help Katarina and the others escape which they did through tunnels to get past the police perimeter.
Liz returned to join the Task Force, while Katarina broke into a car and drove past Red and Dembe who followed her to the site of her staged execution by the Kazanjian brothers. Only Cooper knows that Liz found out that the âwoman from Parisâ is Lizâs mother, which he got her to admit, before she went to Domâs bedside, where he remains comatose, after being shot by a sniper in a shootout with Katarinaâs goons.
Liz: [ To Dom ] I met my mother. I know you didnât want me to. But I did. She told me you lied to me about who Reddington really is. I donât understand why you did that or why youâd try to have her killed to protect me. You tried to kill your own child. What kind of person would do something like that? I canât figure it out. But maybe she can. Maybe she can find out everything youâre trying to hide from me.
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[ Friends are gathered for Dembeâs birthday party. They include Dembeâs spiritual advisor Sadiq Asmal, Redâs torture guy Mr Brimley, Redâs cleaners Fudo and Sakiya, and, of course, Red ]
Brimley: Happy birthday.
Dembe: Thank you. Ah, lift tickets.
Brimley: [ Laughs ] To Whistlerâs Blackcomb.
Fudo: Blackcombâs supposed to be the sickest snowboarding on Earth.
Brimley: So says the Internet.
Sakiya: And we got him a bath caddy?
Fudo: He said no gifts. You said no gifts, right?
Dembe: I know, Iâ
Sadiq: The presence of friends is a gift.
Dembe: Indeed. Thank you, Teddy. I canât wait.
Brimley: Youâre welcome.
Red: Open this next.
Dembe: You really didnât need to, Raymond.
Red: Ah, come on, come on.
[ Dembe opens the box and takes out a woven shawl ]
Dembe: No.
Red: [ Laughs ] Yessiree!
Dembe: This is the one we saw in the village outside Lusail.
Red: The same. You knew, right?
Dembe: But you got it?
Red: You didnât know?
Dembe: I had no idea. I went back to buy it, and she said it was sold.
Red: Because of the guy in the jacket.
Dembe: The one you said was following us?
Red: He wasnât foâ I had to say something to get rid of you. I smuggled the damned thing onto the jet in my hat like some âBâ-movie drug runner.
[ All chuckle ]
Dembe: Ahh. Thank you, Raymond. Itâs perfect.
Red: Happy birthday, my friend.
Dembe: [ Chuckles ]
[ Cell phone ringing ]
Dembe: [ Sighs ] Hello? Excuse me? Iâm sorry. Say that again.
[ Dembe holds out phone to Red ]
Dembe: Mr. Orville.
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[ Red takes phone and steps aside ]
Red: Hello?
Orville: The nesting casket. You have it?
Red: I do.
Orville: Good. She has a potential buyer.
Red: No. For all six?
Orville: Yes. The entire set. The team is gathering. She wants everyone to bring their caskets to the island. Spend the weekend. Meet the buyer. 7:00 p.m. Friday. Come alone.
Red: No, thatâs nowhere near enough time.
Orville: Friday. 7:00 p.m. There will be no extensions. Donât let the others down.
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[ Red returns to the table ]
Red: Looks like weâll have to eat our cake and ice cream on the jet. You and I are going to Artemivsk.
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[ They get their coats ]
Dembe: We canât. Itâs too dangerous.
Red: We have to get that casket.
Dembe: Things are different now. The entire neighborhood is controlled by separatists. They know you supply arms to the Ukrainian army.
Red: Well, they have Russia for their guns. They donât care.
Dembe: They want your head.
Red: This is bigger than me. I have an obligation to the others. If she has a buyer for the entire set, the profit would not only be obscene but flagrant. We have to go to the vault, get that casket. Time is precious.
Dembe: I can go for you.
Red: Only my print opens the locks.
Dembe: How do you suggest we get you behind enemy lines?
Red: I donât know. If they want me dead, maybe we should just give them what they want.
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[ Artemivsk, Ukraine ] [ Indistinct conversations in foreign language ]
[ Dembe leads a horse through a crowded street. The horse is drawing a cart with a body covered in a blanket. They arrive at a tall wooden gate ] [ Knock on door ] [ Horse snorts ]
[ The gate opens ]
Vasyl: Bring him around back.
[ Once inside, Red pushes back the blanket and sits up ]
Red: Good Lord, that was rejuvenating. I slept like a vampire.
Vasyl: Raymond.
Red: [ Laughs ] Good to see you, Vasyl. [ Hug ] Oh. You look well. Are these your guys?
Vasyl: Yes. They know only of the job but not who the job is for.
Red: Well, letâs be quick about it. Thereâs a mobâs worth of separatists who want my head on a stick.
[ They go to a vault which Red enters with his fingerprint. Inside, there are crates with artwork. He also opens a safe with his print. Inside is a small velvet bag and inside that, a golden rectangular hinged box ]
Red: Look at that.
Vasyl: What is it?
Red: Itâs one of six. They descend in size from largest to smallest, each one fitting inside another.
Vasyl: Like Russian dolls.
Red: Same idea, but the Matryoshkas didnât appear until the late 1800s. This is Byzantine, 12th century, found in Turkey. Simply put, they werenât even supposed to exist, not at that time, not in that part of the world. Once joined with its five partners, this little box will be more valuable than all the treasure in this vault and more.
[ Suddenly, Vasyl runs toward the door ]
Dembe: Raymond.
[ Vasyl slams the door shut but Dembe shoves it open ]
[ Dembe points his gun. Vasyl raises his hands ]
Dembe: Not another step.
Red: Anything you care to share?
Vasyl: Oksana. They took her. They threatened to kill her if I didnâtâ
Red: When were they called?
Vasyl: Soon after you arrived.
Red: So theyâre almost here.
Vasyl: Raymond, Iâm sorry. I didnâtâ
Red: Do they know?
Vasyl: They know nothing. Theyâre here to get you out like we planned. But, Raymond, the rebelsâ
Red: Dembe, letâs move.
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[ Shouting in Russian ] [ The separatists search for Red, but heâs gone, riding on a horse alongside Dembe ]
[ Speaking Russian ]
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[ Cynthia Malletâs shop ]
Cynthia: Look what the cat dragged in.
Reddington: Iâve missed you, Cynthia.
Cynthia: [ Double kisses ] Mwah. Mwah. Ah, Dembe.
Dembe: Cynthia.
Red: In anticipation of a sale, I need you to appraise an item. Shouldnât take more than a moment.
Cynthia: This canât be what Iâ I had heard rumors, and I never dared believe them.
[ She brings a tray and magnifying glass ]
Cynthia: Here, here, here. Oh.
Red: Iâm in a bit of a rush, my love. What do you think itâs worth?
[ She looks up at Red ]
Cynthia: About as much as a politicianâs word. Itâs a fake.
Red: No, thatâs impossible.
Cynthia: The etchings were made with modern tools. This is no more authentic than the Cardiff Giant.
Red: [ To Dembe ] Were there any signs of a break-in at the vault, anything missing?
Dembe: No, nothing.
Red: Whatever thief is responsible for this mustâve forged and replaced the caskets before we ever got our hands on them. We stole a bunch of counterfeits. [ Laughing ] Oh, my God. This is unbelievable.
[ Chuckling ]
Cynthia: Youâre taking this better than I mightâve expected.
Red: The others are gonna show up at our meeting and have no idea the entire thing is a hoax.
A big, fat bungle. Six marks, six cons. [ Seriously ] Oh, my goodness. Cynthia, thank you for your expertise. I am terribly embarrassed.
Cynthia: Better luck next time.
Red: You said it. Cheerio.
Cynthia: Ta-ta.
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[ Outside the shop ]
Red: You know, it occurs to me, if we can find the counterfeiter who created this, we might be able to recover the entire set of original nesting caskets for ourselves.
Dembe: And make a flagrant profit.
Red: [ Laughs ] Thatâs the spirit. Lemons to lemonade, Dembe. Lemons to lemonade.
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[ Aram is in bed with Elodie Radcliffe, his risk-loving girlfriend whose husband is in a coma ]
Elodie: You brought down the President of the United States.
Aram: I wouldnât say that exactly.
Elodie: You found out he was gonna kill the First Lady, stopped him from doing it, and then he resigned.
Aram: Well, when you put it that wayâ
Elodie: So you do that and deal with people who weaponize beetles?
Aram: Okay, um, what we do is full service â And classified.
Elodie: And the beetles eat their victims from the inside out?
Aram: Why do you wanna know all this?
Elodie: Who comes up with all the nicknames? General Shiro. The Pharmacist. The Apothecary.
[ Laughs ]
Aram: Okay, all right, now youâre actually scaring me.
Elodie: What can I say? I love a bad boy.
[ Kiss ]
[ âĄïžMonitor alarm beepingâĄïž ]
[ Elodie jumps up and grabs for her clothes ]
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[ Elodie runs down the stairs. Charles Radcliffeâs nurse is doing CPR ]
Nurse: Heâs gone into A-Fib. Call 911.
[ Cell phone dialing ]
Elodie: Hello? Yes. My husbandâs having a heart attack.
[ Aram slowly comes down the stairs ]
Elodie: My name? Mrs. Elodie Radcliffe.
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[ Liz sits in her office, embroidering. Ressler comes in ]
Ressler: Hey.
Liz: Hey.
Ressler: I owe you an apology.
Liz: Ohh, boy. Whatâd you do this time?
Ressler: I killed your mother. I didnât shoot her, but sheâs dead because of me.
Liz: Resslerâ
Ressler: I went looking for her after you asked me not to andâ
Liz: Ressler. She isnât dead.
Ressler: But youâ I mean, youâ You told Cooper that Reddington saw her gunned down on the street.
Liz: She staged that for Reddingtonâs benefit.
Ressler: [ Exhales ] So Reddington would tell everyone sheâs dead and the dogs would be called off.
Liz: But theyâre gonna come back unless she finds another way to protect herself. And until she does, we canât tell anyone sheâs alive.
Ressler: Did Reddington admit that it was her?
Liz: Not to me, and I donât want to admit it to him. He must know itâs what Iâm thinking.
Ressler: So play dumb. I mean, ask if it was her, heâll say no, and then itâs done.
Liz: [ Sighing ] I donât know.
Ressler: Whatâs the munchkin dancing in?
Liz: Sleeping Beauty. Sheâs a lilac fairy.
Ressler: Impressive. I was in the chorus.
Liz: You danced? In tights?
[ Ressler nods ]
Liz: Well, thatâs an image Iâll never be able to forget.
Ressler: Youâre welcome.
[ Lizâs cell phone vibrating ]
Ressler: [ Leaving ] Play dumb. Smart move.
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[ Red is in his plane ]
Liz: [ Answers phone ] Hi.
Red: What do you know about antique nesting caskets?
Liz: Can I ask you a question?
Red: Some years ago, five colleagues and I acquired a complete set.
Liz: Was the woman from Paris my mother?
Red: A kindly woman comes into your life and takes an interest in you and your child. Itâs only natural for you to make that wish.
Liz: Was it her?
Red: I know you donât want it to be true, Elizabeth, but your mother is gone.
Liz: Tell me about the caskets.
Red: Mine is a forgery.
Liz: The casket you stole had already been stolen?
Red: The irony is rich. As is the forger. If they fooled me, theyâve fooled others.
Liz: So you want us to find whoeverâs responsible so you can get your casket back.
Red: Forged or stolen art and antiquities represent up to 10% of an art market valued at over $50 billion. Thatâs $5 billion. And, yes, I have a stake in your finding this forger, but if theyâre as good as I believe them to be, Iâm giving you the tip of an enormous iceberg.
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[ The Post Office. Liz brief the task force ]
Liz: Reddington actually underestimated the problem here. It turns out that up to 20% of the art-and-antiquities market is made up of forgeries. Thatâs almost $10 billion worth of counterfeits being passed off as real to governments, museums, and individuals.
Agent Alina Park: $10 billionâs a lot of fakes. Can it be that easy to do? These are great pieces of art.
Aram: Forgers donât have to be great artists, just great engineers.
Cooper: What do you mean?
Aram: No matter how good a forger is, heâs basically copying, right? And there are technical ways of doing that, like camera obscura.
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[ Victoria Fenberg copies a painting using a camera obscura method ]
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Aram: By using mirrors, you can project an image onto a canvas, and if you project that image in small sections, you can essentially do a paint-by-numbers masterpiece.
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[ Door opens. A young black man, Richard Vitaris, enters ]
Richard Vitaris: Hey, Victoria, you here? Itâs time.
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Liz: Reddington and his pals lifted the caskets from the Olympian Gallery.
Agent Park: So heâs an art thief now.
Liz: He thinks that if the person weâre looking for was able to forge one piece of art there, he forged others.
Ressler: Yeah, but thereâs thousands of pieces in the museum. Where would we start?
Liz: With a self-portrait by Judith Leyster. He thinks itâs a fake.
Cooper: Contact the museum and see if heâs right. But before you do, Agent Ressler told me youâve been hiding something from us.
Liz: He did?
Cooper: Yes, something very important. Agnes is in Sleeping Beauty.
Aram: Wait, Agnes is in Sleeping Beauty?
Liz: Thatâs what he, uhâ He told you about Agnesâ ballet.
Park: And how great he looks in tights.
Ressler: What can I say? Itâs a gift.
Cooper: We want tickets.
Liz: All right.
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[ An office in a glass-sided office building ] [ Knock on door ] [ Victoria Fenberg enters ]
Saul Bittman: Ah, Victoria, itâs been too long.
Victoria: You screwed me, Saul, and I want to know why.
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[ Richard Vitaris pushes a janitorâs cart into the boiler room of the building ]
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Ressler: We had the Olympian Gallery test the Leyster. Reddingtonâs right. It is a forgery.
Liz: Using a spectrometer, they were able to detect trace amounts of a synthetic pigment that was invented centuries after Leyster died.
Cooper: Did they test the painting when it was donated to the museum?
Liz: Yes, and the painting was everything it should be.
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[ Richard releases steam from pipes in the boiler room ]
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Cooper: So when they hung the portrait, it was the original, and now itâs not. Any idea how they pulled that off?
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Victoria: The trust is separate from the company.
Saul: But the company funds it, and now the funds are needed elsewhere.
Victoria: To pay for the lawsuits to defend the indefensible.
Saul: Your father doesnât see it that way.
Victoria: My father doesnât see it at all.
[ đ Alarm dinging đ ]
Automated voice: Smoke level zero.
Saul: I donât know whatâs going on, but protocol is we should evacuate.
Automated voice: đ Please exit the building immediately đ
Victoria: Iâm not going anywhere until I get the answers Iâm looking for.
Saul: Uh, itâs probably a false alarm. You sit tight. Iâll go check it out.
Automated voice: đ Smoke level zero. đ Please exit the building immediately đ
[ Once Saul leaves, Victoria heads out in the opposite direction ]
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Ressler: Curator says that a year after they acquired the painting, they had a gas-line explosion in the parking structure. Took out their security system for the afternoon.
Liz: As far as we can tell, thatâs the only time they were blind.
Cooper: Did you pull the feeds?
Liz: From before and after. Park is reviewing them now.
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[ The buildingâs control room ]
Man: Yeah, shut down the elevators just in case.
[ đ Alarm continues dinging đ ]
[ Victoria hurries to a room with an art collection, including a Fabergé egg. The display has a key pad lock. She enters the numbers ] [ Beeping ] [ She replaces the egg with one in her purse ]
Automated voice: đ Please exit the building immediately đ
Biltman: Victoria? What are you doing?
Victoria: I was looking for the bathroom. I mustâve got turned around.
Bittman: Well, the boiler overheated. Looks worse than it is, but we need to evacuate.
Automated voice: đ Please exit the building immediately đ
Biltman: I hope this doesnât damage any of the collection.
Victoria: Yes, that would be a real shame.
Bittman: [ Coughs ]
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[ A restaurant ] [ Indistinct conversations ]
Head Waiter (Joseph): Mr. Thornberry, your guest is waiting at your usual table.
Croft Thornberry: My guest? I donât have a guest.
[ Red waves ]
Head Waiter: Your wifeâs ex-husband.
Thornberry: My wife doesnât have an ex.
Head Waiter: He said youâd say that. He said youâd want to be discreet.
[ Thornberry walks to the table ]
Red: Croft, I canât tell you how happy I am to see you.
Thornberry: Who the hell are you? And why are you telling the wait staff my wife has an ex-husband?
Red: No, no, no. No, Iâ You understand. I had to tell them something. The truth wouldâve been so uncomfortable for everyone involved. Ex-husband just popped into my head. I donât even know if you have a wife. Do you?
Thornberry: â
Red: Donât answer that. Doesnât matter. Please, have a seat. I took the liberty of ordering us a few martinis and the seafood tower. Youâre not allergic, are you?
Thornberry: Iâm calling security. [ To the Head Waited ] Joseph.
Red: I thought we could crack some claws, get to know each other, see what hobbies we have in common, like, I donât know, say, art theft.
[ Red takes a drink from his martini ]
Red: Mm. Donât fret.
[ Thornberry sits ]
Red: Iâm not the police, and Iâm certainly not here to arrest you for buying a painting you [ whispers ] knew was stolen.
Thornberry: Then why are you here?
Red: To tell you that I happen to know that the FBI are aware of the painting, aware of the theft [ Looks around ] of the painting, aware of the sale of the stolen painting. But not yet your whole part in it.
Thornberry: Thatâs it? Thatâs why youâre here?
Red: Yes. Well, and for a name â [ Whispers ] Of the person who sold you the painting.
Thornberry: And if I refuse?
Red: Well, that would just leave you and the FBI â and the painting. Very awkward. [ Chuckles ] Very awkward.
[ The Head Waiter rolls over the seafood tower ]
Head Waiter: Gentlemen, your seafood tower.
Red: Ah, magnificent. Perhaps a couple of bibs for the gentleman and me.
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[ The Post Office ] [ Aram is chewing on the end of a pencil when Liz enters ]
Liz: You know, there are easier ways to get more fiber in your diet.
Aram: Sorry? Oh, uh, sorry. Um, Elodieâs husband had a heart attack this morning and was rushed to the hospital. Iâm waiting to hear how heâs doing.
Liz: Iâm so sorry. Thatâs terrible.
Aram: Can I ask you something? Um, do you think itâs natural when someone is suffering as much as he is to want them to find some peace?
Liz: Yes, of course.
Aram: Do you think itâs natural to want that when youâre in the next room sleeping with his wife?
Liz: Aram, weâve talked about this. Itâs a very complicated situation.
Aram: Not for Elodie. If youâd seen her this morning, youâd know that all she wants is whatâs best for him.
[ Ressler enters ]
Ressler: We got the footage from the museum.
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Agent Park: This is from the day the gas line erupted. Check it out.
[ They look at the surveillance video ]
Park: Once the explosion occurs, all the surveillance goes black.
Cooper: Giving the forger time to swap out the painting.
Liz: Yeah, we already knew that.
Park: Yes, but what we didnât know was that there was a car parked right next to the gas line, and we hadnât seen this. The gas-line rupture didnât cause the car to explode. It was the car exploding that ruptured the gas line.
Cooper: Can we see it again?
Park: Mm-hmm.
Cooper: The license plateâs blocked out by the column.
Aram: Thereâs no video after the explosion, but, uh, what about before? How far back can you go?
Cooper: There. Run the plate.
[ A man appears on the video ]
Ressler: Hello. Now, who might you be?
Aram: Okay, the carâs registered to a Richard Vitaris. Iâve got a Maryland address.
Cooper: Park, Ressler, roll out. Keen, Aram, see what you can dig up on Vitaris. I wanna know if heâs the trigger man, the forger, or both.
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[ Baltimore MD ] [ Victoria works on her painting, using the camera obscura ]
[ Knock on door, door opens ] [ Richard Vitaris enters ] [ A man is in the next room ]
Richard: Sorry to interrupt. Eagletonâs appraisal is done.
[ Victoria and Richard go to greet the man, Anthony Eagleton. Heâs holding the stolen FabergĂ© egg ]
Anthony Eagleton: Itâs exquisite. Wouldnât be surprised if Anastasia herself looked upon it in wonder.
Victoria: So we have a deal, then.
Eagleton: If we can agree upon a price. Iâll give you 900.
Richard: 900? Its market price is 3.2.
Eagleton: On the open market. But on the black market, Faberge eggs sell at a discount.
Victoria: Iâll take 1.2.
Richard: Victoria.
Eagleton: I shouldnât. But for you, my dear, Iâll happily overpay.
[ He picks up his cell ] [ Cell phone chimes ] [ The money comes across ]
Richard: The moneyâs been wired.
Eagleton: Until next time.
[ Eagleton leaves ]
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Richard: Itâs not enough.
Victoria: I know.
Richard: I talked to Kathryn. Sheâs buried in discovery. Sheâs had to hire three more lawyers, and thatâs before sheâs taken a single deposition. The other sideâs pouring millions into its defense.
Victoria: And when my next piece is finished, weâll be able to pour millions into ours, too. I promise.
Richard: Iâm sorry. Youâre the last person I should be complaining to.
Victoria: You have nothing to apologize for, not after what youâve lost.
Richard: You know how much I appreciate what youâre doing.
Victoria: I havenât done enough. Not yet. But thatâs about to change.
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[ A raid takes place at Richardâs apartment ]
[ Men shouting indistinctly ]
Ressler: Richard Vitaris. FBI.
[ No one is home ] [ Ressler and Agent Park check out the apartment ]
Park: Mechanical drawings for gas and electrical at the Olympian Gallery.
Ressler: I got a ferry schedule for an island off the coast of Maine here. Architectural drawings for an estate there.
Park: So he hits museums and private residences.
Ressler: And law firms, apparently.
[ Cell phone rings ]
Ressler: We have proof itâs Vitaris.
Liz: And we have motive.
Aram: Vitaris is the lead plaintiff in a class-action lawsuit against a pharmaceutical company owned by the Fenbergs. Now, if the lawsuit is to be believed, then they are as bad as the Sacklers đ [See Note] â Misleading the public and the FDA on how addictive their drugs are.
Park: Did Vitaris get addicted?
Ressler: No, his son did.
Aram: Thatâs right. After a football injury, he was prescribed painkillers, got hooked, overdosed a year later.
Cooper: What does any of this have to do with the forgeries?
Liz: The counterfeit Leyster? The real one belonged to the Fenbergs. So did Redâs nesting casket.
Cooper: We need to warn the Fenberg family they and their art are being targeted. Keen, Aram, get to the Fenberg estate. Ressler, Park, bring in the evidence so that we can start digging into Vitarisâ plans, past and future.
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[ The Fenberg estate ]
Mr Fenberg: First, Vitaris slanders me in court, and now youâre telling me heâs stealing from me, as well?
Aram: It appears so, yes.
Mr Fenberg: All right, Iâve asked my family to be here for this, because they are every bit the victims that I am. This is my wife, Sue, and our daughter, Victoria.
Mrs Sue Fenberg: Have you identified the thief?
Aram: Weâve identified a suspect, but weâre not sure what role he played or if he was acting alone. We believe that he may have an accomplice.
Victoria: Have you identified him?
Liz: Not yet, but we will.
Victoria: You sound awfully confident.
Liz: Yes, we are.
Mrs Fenberg: Well, please, come in. Tell us what you know.
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[ A living room ]
Victoria: Counterfeits? Thatâs impossible.
Mr Fenberg: Victoria manages our family collection. She knows her work.
Victoria: Every piece in our collection has been authenticated.
Liz: The work you acquired was real. The forgeries came later.
Aram: The Leyster was taken three months after you loaned it to the Olympian Gallery.
Mrs Fenberg: But you can get it back. The suspect must know where it is.
Liz: He may, but we donât know where he is.
Mrs Fenberg: Well, how hard can he be to find? Heâs the lead plaintiff in the lawsuit against us.
Mr Fenberg: Youâd think trying to destroy us in court would be enough.
Victoria: He lost his son. I donât think he thinks anything would be enough.
Mr Fenberg: So youâre saying weâre responsible for his loss? Youâre taking his side?
Mrs Fenberg: No, of course sheâs not taking his side. Are you, sweetheart?
Victoria: Iâm just saying itâs a stressful time, for all of us. Tell us how we can help.
Aram: One thing you can do is to go through your entire collection. Now, I know that is a logistical nightmare, but if you have pieces on loan, get them back, and authenticate everything.
Mr Fenberg: All right, youâve told us what we can do. Now Iâm gonna tell you what youâre gonna do â Find Vitaris. And if he has an accomplice, find him. And when you do, despite my daughterâs misplaced sympathies, Iâm gonna use my considerable power to make sure they pay for what theyâve done.
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[ Richard is looking at a painting in Victoriaâs studio when she walks in ]
Victoria: You got my text?
Richard: Thisâ Itâs brilliant. Itâll be our biggest take yet.
Victoria: The FBI came to our home. To warn us about you. They searched your property. Itâsâ Itâs over.
Richard: Okay, hang on. We need that money to keep the suit going.
Victoria: Theyâre looking for you. Youâre going to be arrested. Forget about the case. At this moment, art handlers are starting the process of re-authenticating my familyâs entire collection. Theyâre crating it up. Theyâre putting it in secure storage. Thereâs no way we can make the swap now.
Richard: Hear me out. What if there was a distraction at the house? Could you substitute the painting then?
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[ The Post Office ] [ Aramâs cell phone vibrating ]
Aram: Elodie, hey. Uh, whatâd the doctor say?
Elodie: [ On phone ] Looks like another blood clot was blocking one of the arteries in his lungs. Heâ He went without oxygen for a while, but, umâ But heâll live, soâ
Aram: So thatâs good, right?
Elodie: I donât know. What do you think?
Aram: What do you mean, what do I think?
Elodie: Itâs okay. If it makes you feel any better, I was thinking it, too.
Aram: Thinking what exactly?
Elodie: That it would be better if, you know, the outcome were different, if Charles had just passed.
Aram: No, that is not what I was thinking at all. Why wouldâ Why would you say that?
Elodie: Aram, if weâre gonna be togetherâ
[ Cooper beckons to Aram ]
Aram: Um, look, Iâm so sorry. Iâm gonna have to call you back. I have, uh, work.
[ Cell phone beeps ]
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[ In the main room (war room) of the Post Office ]
Cooper: Anything specific?
Agent Park: I just canât tell whatâs been completed and whatâs planned. There are no dates on any of this.
Liz: Bank statements show Vitaris is deep in debt. Heâs gonna need to make another score soon.
Ressler: But whatâs the next target?
Aram: Wait. I have a lead on that. Okay, so, looking at the previous forgeries from the Fenberg collection, it seems that the counterfeiter specializes in replicating pieces from the 19th century or before. Now, according to the Fenbergsâ portfolio, the only painting left in their collection that matches that description is a Hoogstraten worth $24 million.
Liz: That painting is hanging in their house. We just saw it.
Park: So, based on everything we know, itâs safe to assume that Vitaris is going after the Hoogstraten.
Cooper: If Vitaris knows weâre after him, he may get desperate and change his MO, skip the paintings and go after Mr. Fenberg himself.
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[ Mr Anthony Eagleton, a middle-aged man, is taking a bath when Red and Dembe enter. Dembe is carrying an electric waffle-maker ]
Red: Mr. Eagleton. Iâm sorry to interrupt your ablutions. Looks delightful. But Iâm in a bit of a rush and have some pressing questions that canât wait for your contemplative soak.
Eagleton: Who the hell are you? What are you doing in my bathroom?
[ Red holds out the crafted casket ]
Red: Who did you buy this from?
Eagleton: Iâve never seen that thing before in my life.
Red: Maybe the bubbles have addled your brain.
Eagleton: What are you doing here? Getâ You canât be here. Get out of my bathroom.
Red: I love a good bath as much as the next man, but does it ever get into your head the idea that youâre simply soaking in your own juices like a brining turkey?
Eagleton: What?
Red: I digress. Doesnât matter. Please, take a closer look at the piece. I know youâve been fencing items on behalf of a counterfeiter who steals art from the Fenberg family. Well, that same counterfeiter is responsible for this breathtaking forgery. And while I admire the accomplishment, I prefer the original. So the counterfeiterâs name â I need it now.
Eagleton: That would be suicide.
Red: How apt.
[ Dembe puts the waffle-maker on the floor and goes to plug it in ]
Red: Just give us a second. Itâs the damn GFCIs.
[ Red picks up the waffle-maker ]
Red: This might tickle a little.
Eagleton: Okay, okay. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Red: Might even make your toes curl. Or not. What the hell do I know? Letâs find out.
[ Red holds the waffle-maker over the bath water ]
Eagleton: No, no, no. No, please. Stop.
Red: The name.
Eagleton: Fenberg. Victoria Fenberg.
Red: You see? There it is. That wasnât so hard, was it? Antony, let me ask you a question. Are you hungry? Iâm hungry. Dembe, you hungry?
[ Red hands Dembe the waffle-maker and picks up a towel, holding it out to Eagleton ]
Red: Okay. Hop out. Letâs get cooking.
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[ Men speaking indistinctly ] [ Mr Fenberg looks out the window as the family art collection is being crated and loaded to be inspected for forgeries. Victoria enters carrying a briefcase ]
Mr Fenberg: This is a violation.
Victoria: Itâs only a precaution.
Mr Fenberg: A precaution? Do you see whatâs happening? This Vitaris character is dismantling our lives.
Victoria: You sound surprised.
Mr Fenberg: Donât start, Victoria.
Victoria: His son died. Heâs angry.
Mr Fenberg: Then he can settle it legally in a courtroom, but this isâ
Victoria: He canât afford that.
Mr Fenberg: How is it that you think any of this is our fault? We did not kill that boy.
[ Cell phone rings ]
Mr Fenberg: And attacking us isnât going to bring him back.
Victoria: Hello?
[ Liz is in a vehicle with Ressler ]
Liz: Ms. Fenberg, this is Agent Keen. Iâm calling to let you know weâre sending units to your house.
Victoria: Why? Whatâs wrong?
Liz: Itâs Vitaris. Heâs still at large, but items in his home indicate that he might be targeting you and your family directly.
Victoria: Targeting us? Do you mean physically?
Liz: Weâre not sure. Thatâs why weâre sending units. All we know is Vitaris is angry and has a vendetta, and we donât want him to act on it. Weâll be there soon. Weâll talk more when weâre on-site.
Mr Fenberg: So I assume theyâre here to protect us.
Victoria: Iâll get Mother.
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[ Victoria calls Richard Vitaris from the kitchen ]
Victoria: We have to call it off. They know.
Richard: Who knows?
Victoria: The FBI. Theyâre on their way here. They think youâre targeting the family.
Richard: We have a plan.
Victoria: Did you hear me? The police are here. Thereâs no way we can get near theâ
[ Victoriaâs mother enters the kitchen ]
Mrs Sue Fenberg: The police? Whatâs going on?
Victoria: Itâs okay. Theyâre here for our protection.
Mrs Fenberg: Whereâs your father? Uh, downstairs.
Victoria: Go, go. Iâm right behind you.
[ Mrs Fenberg leaves ]
Victoria: [ To Richard on the phone ] You have to get out while you can.
Richard: We can do this.
Victoria: No.
Richard: Victoria, listen, that painting, itâs our future.
Victoria: You have to go.
Richard: The plan remains the same â Get the painting, sell the painting, fund the lawsuit.
Victoria: We canât.
Richard: We can. You have the forgery?
Victoria: Yes. If they see you, theyâll arrest you.
Richard: Exactly.
Victoria: Richard, youâll go to jail.
Richard: How else do you think this ends? With me going home to my son? Heâs gone. The only way to make sure others donât die like him is to see this through, and to do that, youâre gonna make the swap.
Victoria: Okay.
Richard: And, Victoria, thank you.
[ Cell phone beeps ]
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[ Police radio chatter ] [ Ressler and Liz arrive at the Fenberg estate ] [ Richard is among the workers moving boxes ]
Ressler: Agents Ressler, Keen, FBI.
Officer Sharp: Trooper Sharp. Mr. Fenberg says his wife and daughter are on the property along with four house staff members.
Ressler: Show me.
[ Ressler leaves with Mr Fenberg ]
Liz: Help me gather these movers. The Art Crimes Unit is en route. I donât want any of this leaving here without them cataloguing it.
[ Victoria enters a room where one painting remains uncrated. Workmen are looking out the window ]
Victoria: Hey, whatâs going on? Why isnât this crated?
Mover: Uh, you got police everywhere. Is everything okay?
Victoria: No, everything is not okay. The police want everyone downstairs. Right now. Go.
[ They leave. Victoria looks out of the window at the workers and agents below ]
[ Battle Tapesâ â« âStarts Right Hereâ (feat. Valerie Broussard) plays ]
âȘ You heard what they say âȘ
âȘ That I got lightning in my fingers âȘ
âȘ I got gold inside my veins âȘ
âȘ Believe what you see âȘ
[ Richard, dressed as a worker, jumps out of a truck and bumps into Liz ]
Richard: Sorry, maâam. Sorry. Sorry.
[ Richard tries time walk away, but Liz recognizes him and follows ]
Liz: Hey. You. Vitaris.
[ Richard runs ]
Liz: Ressler!
[ Richard grabs a gun from an officerâs holster ]
Officer: Gun, gun!
Liz: Hey! Stop!
âȘ Get ready for the revolution âȘ
[ Inside Victoria takes down the painting from the wall ]
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Liz: Stop! Stop.
Ressler: Put the gun down!
âȘ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh âȘ
âȘ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh âȘ
[ Victoria exchanges the painting in the frame for the forged on in her briefcase ]
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Richard: Iâm not here to hurt anyone.
Liz: Then put the gun down, Richard.
âȘ âCause it starts right here, starts right here âȘ
âȘ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh âȘ
Liz: Itâs over. Youâre under arrest.
Richard: Why donât you go arrest the real criminals, the white-collar monsters inside that mansion who profited from the death of my son?
Ressler: Weâll talk about it after you put the gun down.
âȘ Ainât scared to fight alone âȘ
Richard: My sonâs gone. They murdered him.
Liz: We know, Richard. Weâre sorry. But hurting someone else isnât gonna bring him back. Put the gun down.
âȘ Get behind me âȘ
âȘ No more lying in the shadows âȘ
âȘ No more hiding underneath âȘ
âȘ Tell the world get ready for the revolution
[ Victoria looks out of the window at Richard. He sees her. An officer behind Richard takes the gun from him ]
[ Victoria joins her father on the front steps ]
Mr Fenberg: You okay?
Victoria: No.
[ Ressler comes over to them ]
Mr Fenberg: Do you know what he was after?
âȘ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh âȘ
[ They run upstairs where a framed painting still hangs on the wall ]
Mr Fenberg: Thank God itâs still here.
Ressler: [ On comms ] Keen, send the Art Theft Unit to the living room. We got it.
Mr Fenberg: [ To Ressler ] Donât you dare let that painting out of your sight.
âȘ Starts right here âȘ
[ Victoria watches as Richard gets into a police car. Her father comes up behind her ]
[ Car doors shut ]
Mr Fenberg: I know you donât understand, darling, but itâs better this way. It had to end this way.
Victoria: I know, Daddy.
[ Loudly: ]
âȘ Get ready for the revolution âȘ
âȘ Revolution âȘ
[ Victoria grabs her briefcase and walks away ]
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[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: He stole the paintings to finance his lawsuit against the Fenbergs.
Park: Says he did the forgeries, too. Insists he worked alone.
Ressler: He gave himself up as a distraction so someone else could swap out the Hoogstraten.
Cooper: If someone else did. Do we have confirmation yet?
Ressler: The paintingâs being authenticated now, but if he has a partner, we have no idea who it is. We searched everyone at the house â Wait staff, security, every box, bag, briefcase, or purse. Nothing.
Park: We offered him a deal. He wouldnât budge. Guyâs a true believer.
Cooper: Send him to lockup. When he sees what his future holds if he doesnât cooperate, maybe heâll talk, tell us who heâs protecting.
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[ Victoria Fenberg walks down a stairs with Antony Eagleton ]
Victoria: Prepare to be amazed. I am bringing you a masterpiece. But this time, no discounts.
[ They enter the kitchen. Red and Dembe are there ]
Red: Ms. Fenberg, please join us. A waffle? Theyâre buckwheat.
Victoria: What is this?
Eagleton: Justâ Just hear him out.
Red: Please, sit.
[ They sit across a table from Red ]
Red: Have a waffle. I love a juicy family drama. Greed, resentment, betrayal, secrets. [ Chuckling ] And your secret? Oh, my. Using the spoils of your fatherâs avarice to bankroll his destruction. The tragedy is positively Grecian.
Victoria: Who are you?
Red: A man on a quest.
[ Red places the small metal casket on the table ]
Red: Does this look familiar?
Eagleton: He knows, Vicky. Justâ Just tell him.
Victoria: Itâs from my familyâs collection.
Red: Yes, but itâs part of a larger set. I came to acquire this one some years ago. Imagine my surprise when I learned it was a counterfeit. But tell me, did you make forgeries of all six boxes?
Victoria: No, just the one. It was my first test. I wanted to see if I could fool people.
Red: Well, you certainly fooled me.
Dembe: Would you like syrup, berries, or both?
Victoria: Iâm sorry. Iâm totally confused.
Red: Both, then.
Victoria: Noâ No, not aboutâ What is it that you want?
Red: The original casket. I want the name of the person who has it. Mr. Eagleton says thatâs the one item of yours he didnât fence.
Victoria: Thatâs all you want? A name?
Red: Your father is a drug dealer. The fact that he deals a legal drug is no consolation to the addicts heâs created. Heâs the villain in this story. Your efforts to bring him to justice, however convoluted, are, as Iâve said, admirably Oedipal. Not only do I have no intention of stopping you, I believe we may find occasion to work together in the future. I am nothing if not an avid patron of the arts. So, please, a name.
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[ An elegant home ] [ A stylishly dressed older woman leads Red into a living room with a large glass cabinet ]
Art Collector: Vicky tells me that youâre a collector.
Red: Oh, just a dabbler. I told Victoria I didnât want to impose.
Art Collector: Oh, nonsense. I love showing people my collection.
[ Inside the cabinet, Red sees the original casket ]
Red: Oh. Iâm sorry, but before we start, might I trouble you for a glass of water?
Art Collector: Of course. No trouble at all.
Red: Thank you so much.
[ She leaves to get the water ] [ Red peers inside the glass cabinet ]
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[ Several minutes later, the Art Collector returns with the water. Red is looking at the casket inside the case ]
Art Collector: You have a good eye. Thatâs my prized possession.
Red: Is it? Who wouldâve guessed?
[ Red lifts the glass of water ]
Red: Cheers.
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[ The Post Office ] [ Victoria talks with Richard Vitaris in an interrogation room ]
Victoria: You confessed?
Richard: They donât know about you.
Victoria: Then Iâll tell them.
Richard: You canât do that.
Victoria: I canât let you take responsibility for what Iâve done.
Richard: What youâve done is give me hope, and you need to keep doing that. My only purpose in life is avenging Justinâs death. The only chance of that happening is if you continue what we started.
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[ Buzzer, door opens ] [ Victoria leaves the interrogation room ]
Ressler: Visiting the enemy?
Victoria: Yes. I want to know where the art is that he stole.
Ressler: And you thought heâd tell you?
Victoria: I donât know what I thought. I just know I wanted to look the person who did this to my family in the eye.
Ressler: The authentication came back on the Hoogstraten. Itâs a forgery.
Victoria: Ah, I canât say Iâm surprised. But you were there. You must have some idea who took it, who his accomplice is.
Ressler: I didnât at first. I mean, we inspected everybody, bags and boxes, cars, trucks. No one we checked couldâve possibly taken it. And then it hit me. See, there were three people we didnât check â Your father, your mother, and you.
Victoria: You think we stole from ourselves?
Ressler: No, no. I think you did. The distraction he caused, I think it was for you.
Victoria: Donât be ridiculous.
Ressler: To give you a moment alone in the living room to put the real painting inside your briefcase, the only one we didnât check.
Victoria: I think weâre through, Detective.
Ressler: Itâs Special Agent. And, yeah, weâre through. For now. But you wanna look the person who did this to your family in the eye, you and I both know all you gotta do is look in the mirror. Iâll be in touch.
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[ Liz is riding with Red in the back of his Mercedes. Red admires the small casket ]
Red: It really is exquisite in its way.
Liz: Itâs exquisite because of what you know about it, where it came from, who made it. Itâs intellectual. I like art thatâs more emotional.
Red: The forger certainly played on our emotions.
Liz: The forger â The one you found and wonât turn over to us.
Red: The counterfeits are nearly flawless, which is enough, because our desire for them to be real obscures any imperfection, much like your desire for the woman in Paris to be your mother blinded you to the fact that she wasnât.
Liz: It wasnât just my desire.
Red: So she told you she was Katarina?
Liz: She did. And itâs difficult for me to believe she wasnât.
Red: I was convinced my casket was authentic. It was nearly impossible for me to believe it wasnât. But it was a fake. And she was, too.
Liz: Is that why you gave us this case? To show me how easy it is to mistake something thatâs fake for something thatâs real?
Red: No, I gave you the case so I could get my hands on the casket and sell it for an obscene amount of money.
Liz: You got it just so you could sell it?
Red: Yes. And the buyer is apparently very impatient. Is there somewhere we can drop you? Weâre wheels-up in one hour.
Liz: Uh, you can just let me out here at the end of the block. Uh, wherever youâre going, Iâd like you to be back in timeâ
Red: Weâll be back for the ballet.
Liz: Harold told you?
Red: Harold thought Iâd like to know. He was right.
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[ Elodie Radcliffe opens her front door. Aram is there ]
Aram: Youâre amazing.
Elodie: O-kay. [ Chuckles ] So are you.
Aram: Well, not really. But â you think so. We think so about each other, which is, wellâ Amazing.
Elodie: Great. Now that thatâs settled, do you want to come in?
Aram: No. I want to break up.
[ Elodie looks stunned ]
Aram: I donât want to. I mean, itâs the last thing I want. Itâs just, we should. That is, we have to.
Elodie: I donât understand.
Aram: What do we do when weâre together? We trespass. Weâ We crash weddings. We break the law.
Elodie: We made love in the Gemini capsule John Glenn took into space.
Aram: Exactly, yes, which I still canât believe how small it was, right? Scratch that. Thatâs off-topic. Okay. My point, such that I have one, is this. Making love in a rocket ship is one thing, oneâ One amazing thing, but, Elodie, hoping your husband dies, there is nothing amazing about that. How is he?
Elodie: Heâs on a ventilator.
Aram: I am so sorry.
Elodie: So am I.
[ They exchange heartfelt looks ]
Aram: This is a really bad idea.
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[ Aram and Elodie are in bed. Elodie has fallen asleep, her arms around Aram ]
[ Aram stares into space ]
[ Monitor beeping, ventilator hissing ]
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Program air date: 3/27/2020 in the US
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Director: John Terlesky
Written by: Lukas Reiter
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Brief (Where weâre at): When Ressler came to apologize to Liz for putting into play the search for her mother that led to her âdeath,â Liz confided in him that Katarina is not dead but that she had staged her death to fool Red, contrary to the story Liz had earlier told Ressler and the Task Force. Meanwhile, Red still denies to Liz that âthe woman from Parisâ is her mother, even though Liz tells him Katarina had told her that she was.
Redâs newest adventure has to do with a forged Byzantine-style box (âcasketâ) he and Dembe had stolen thinking it was authentic. He was able to enlist the Task Force to find the forger, Victoria Fenberg (Blacklister #137), the daughter of a family that had cashed in by manufacturing opioids that killed the son of a man, Richard Vitaris, who wants justice. To help Vitaris sue her father, Victoria has used her skills as a forger to replace, one by one, the valuable works of art in her parentsâ considerable collection with her copies, selling the originals on the black market.
Red was able to track down the original of his casket from a friend of Victoriaâs. But the casket is one of a set of six, and Red is due to meet up with the owners of the other five. Together, the value of the set is expected to be âobscene, if not flagrant.â
Meanwhile, Aram has begun to have misgivings about his relationship with Elodie Radcliffe, a thrill-seeker whose husband is on life support. Not only does Elodie like to lure Aram into doing things that are unethical and sometimes illegal but she has hinted that it might better if her husband had died. The thought has crossed Aramâs mind as well and his struggle over whether to break up with Elodie reflects his own inner turmoil.
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[ Lungef Jordan Island, Baltic Sea ]
[ A seaplane descends from an overcast sky. Red and Dembe emerge and are greeted at the dock ]
Arthur Rodman: Mr. Reddington. So pleased you made it, sir.
Red: Ha! So am I. What a ride. You canât imagine what it took to get here.
Arthur: And might I say not a moment too soon. We are in for quite a storm. Arthur Rodman. Iâm at your service.
Red: What a place. This is lovely.
Arthur: Iâm sorry. I wasnât prepared forâ You were told no seconds are permitted?
Red: Oh, no, no, Dembe wonât be staying.
Dembe: Raymond, are you sure this place is secure?
Arthur: Oh, you neednât worry. The island is a safe haven. Mr. Vries, our owner, offers it to men and women such as Mr. Reddington as a place to do business or resolve disputes with absolute privacy and security.
Dembe: And your property is the only one on the island, yes?
Arthur: Yes. My employer provides staff, lodging, fine dining.
Red: You should go before the sky gets any darker. Please. And donât worry. Iâll see you here in two days, and weâll celebrate.
Dembe: I donât trust Cassandra.
Red: Ah. Eat a whole pizza, read a couple of great books. Maybe take the kids skating. My God, I canât remember the last time you had a whole weekend off.
Dembe: Two days, Raymond. Remember, you promised Agnes to be at the ballet.
Red: Iâll see you Sunday.
[ Hug ]
Red: Not to worry.
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Arthur: All firearms will be kept in a safe until the proceedings are complete.
[ Red puts his handgun in the large case ] [ Metal detector whining ]
[ Red is driven to the entrance of a large, castle-like house. A woman, Cassandra Bianci, looks out a window as the car drives up ]
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[ Red gets out ]
Cassandra: [ British accent ] There he is. In the flesh.
Red: Hello, Cassandra. Youâre looking like the best of times.
Cassandra: I wasnât sure you were going to make it.
[ Cheek kisses ]
Red: I had to come. I couldnât let down the others.
Cassandra: The others. Mm. Well, to be honest, I was hoping that part of you came for me.
Red: [ Nods ]The best part did.
Cassandra: You brought your piece?
Red: Of course.
Cassandra: [ Laughs ] Then itâs official. We have the complete set.
Red: Youâre convinced itâs the right time to sell?
Cassandra: I am. But, umâ Relax. Business later. Iâll lay everything out for the group tonight.
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[ Arthur shows Red his suite ]
Arthur: We will stay out of your way during your stay, but anything you need, Mr. Reddington, donât hesitate to ask.
Red: Thank you, Arthur.
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[ Red greets another of the group, Annika Logan, in a separate room ]
Anika: Think itâs bugged?
Red: Annika, your brow is already furrowed.
Annika: [ Laughs ] [ Island accent ] I swept my whole roomâ the basket, the vents. It appears clean.
Red: Thatâs a relief.
Annika: Mm. You bring it? Hmm. I brought it. I didnât want to touch it, butâ
Red: [ Laughs ] Same old Annika. Youâve been reading ghost stories.
Annika: Not ghost storiesâ news stories. It came from a tomb, right? The original dig was in Turkeyâ
Red: Give me a hug.
Annika: Three of the archaeologists are deadâ
[ Hug, cheek kiss ]
Annika: âone pancreatic cancer, one suicide, one heart disease.
Red: You think the caskets we stole gave an archaeologist pancreatic cancer?
Annika: They are cursed. [ Nebulizer hisses ]
Red: I believe you. Well, I believe you believe you.
Annika: Mm-hmm.
Red: That innate sense of danger is what drove you to become perhaps the single best security expert I know.
Annika: Iâm right. Donât touch it.
Red: [ Chuckles ] Have you seen the others?
Annika: Mm, just Margo. You think I havenât changed? [ Chuckles ] Come on. Sheâs exactly where youâd think sheâd be.
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[ A gaming room. Joko Kozinski holds a stopwatch ]
Joko: [ Chuckles ] [ Slavic accent ] Ready, Margo? 30 seconds. Go!
[ Placed in front of Margo, a heavy-set woman, are five pad locks and by each a shot of vodka. She goes to work ]
Joko: Ah. Know what Iâm thinking, Margo?
[ Margo finishes unlocking the first lock, drinks the first shot ]
Joko: Iâm thinking of all the ways Iâm going to be spending your moneys, yes?
Margo: [ Chuckles ]
[ Two more locks, two more shots ]
Joko: No, no.
Margot: [ Chuckles ]
[ Two more ]
Joko: No, no, no, no, no!
[ Margo finishes the last lock, doffs the last shot ]
Margo: Boo-yah!
Joko: [ Grunts ]
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[ Red enters ]
Red: I can name three other can openers who could crack those locks. Only one could do it in 30 seconds, and none could do it after a half pint of aquavit.
Margo: Reddington, you dapper dog.
Red: Margo, youâre a Viking.
Margo: 5 grand says I can do it again in 20.
[ Cheek kiss ]
Red: No dice.
[ Hug ]
Red: I came here to [ kiss smack ] make money, not give it away.
[ Mahmoud Iqbal enters ]
Mahmoud: [ South Asian accent ] Good evening, Margo.
Margo: [ Loudly ] Hello, Mahmoud.
Red: Mahmoud, your hearing has gotten worse?
Mahmoud: Oh, itâs not all gone. But soon.
Red: Iâm terribly sorry.
Mahmoud: Youâre kind. But when I decided to blow things up for a living, I knew thereâd be occupational hazards.
Red: Tell me, did I detect a chill in the air from the two of you? Are you on again or off again?
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[ Door opens. Cassandra enters ]
Red: Ah.
Cassandra: Welcome, everyone. Thank you for coming.
[ The others seat themselves on couches which face each other ]
Cassandra: I hope after what youâre about to hear, youâll decide that it has been worth it. Letâs talk business. Itâs been just under three years since I first went to Reddington, told him about the caskets, asked him to fund the jobâ
Joko: You have buyer or not?
Margo: Let her talk.
Cassandra: I want to say we did the right thing. No legitimate fence wouldâve touched what we had. Every art crime cop in every continent was watching. The right thing to do was split it and wait.
Annika: And you think itâs been long enough?
Cassandra: I do. Weâve seen a number of high-profile thefts this year. The FBI, INTERPOL, theyâre busy elsewhere. Itâs time to move.
Joko: Whoâs the buyer?
Cassandra: A collector, with a particular interest in Byzantine art. I did some research and floated the idea last month.
Annika: You shouldâve asked us first.
Mahmoud: I agree.
Red: I donât. As the architect, itâs Cassandraâs right to explore a next move.
Cassandra: Everything was done anonymously. He has no idea who we are, but he is on his way, and weather permitting, he should be here this time tomorrow.
Margo: What kinda bread we baking?
Cassandra: Ah, itâs hard to know. Each individual piece could be worth a few million, but the complete set increases the potential number to maybeâ
Joko: 75.
Cassandra: No, thatâs high.
Joko: Come on. The Blue Wittelsbach-Graff Diamond went for over $23 mil. The Qianlong vase went for 53, or maybe you think Iâm too dumb to do my homework.
Mahmoud: Take it easy.
Joko: Easy? The five of you got 18% each. Thatâs even cut for each specialty. But me, Iâm just a goon with a gun, so I only get 10? No way Iâm letting you undersell and cut my take even more.
Annika: Keep your voices down.
Cassandra: Nobody wants to undersellâ
Joko: You know what? Rules say we donât sell unless itâs unanimous, so maybe I donât agree to anything until my cut is even!
Red: Thatâs enough, Joko. You got 10% because you came in late, not because anyone here undervalues your contribution. As far as Iâm concerned, the goon with the gun, heâs the real operator. Heâs the one who has to handle himself under pressure when things go sideways. Heâs the one everyone else has to rely on. The goon with the gun doesnât do his job, there is no job. We needed you. Nobodyâs ever said otherwise except maybe you. At the end of the day, you accepted your cut, and itâs done. So, letâs all take a breath and remember weâre friends.
Margo: I vote we sell.
Annika: Agreed. The sooner the better.
Mahmoud: Agreed.
Red: Then I make five.
[ Joko is displeased, takes his time ]
Joko: [ Reluctantly ] Agreed.
Margo: [ Chuckles ]
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[ They lay the nesting caskets out on a table, from largest to smallest, and admire them ]
Annika: Holy Mary Mother of God, protect me now and always.
Cassandra: Margo, yours is the last. Itâs beautiful.
[ Blood drips from Margoâs nose ]
Cassandra: Margo. Your nose.
[ The scene through Margoâs eyes becomes blurred and distorted ]
Red: [ Echoing ] You should sit down.
[ Margo collapses. Red kneels next to her, takes her head in his hands ]
Red: Margo! Margo. Can you hear me?
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[ Red and Joko carry Margoâs body into a storage room and lay her down on a steel table ]
Red: Iâll ask Mahmoud if Margo has any family, and if so, Iâll see that they get her remains. Grab a tablecloth there.
[ Red looks at Margoâs fingernails which are speckled with blood ]
Joko: What do you think happened to her?
[ Red checks the inside of Margotâs lip and the whites of her eyes. They, too, are blood-splotched ]
Joko: What is it? What do you see?
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[ The living room ]
Annika: It was the curse!
[ Annikaâs nebulizer hisses ]
Cassandra: Annika, please, thatâs not helpful right now.
Annika: Y-You think Iâm kidding? Margo was number four. Four bodies connected to these caskets in the three years since they were found!
[ Red and Joko enter ]
Joko: She said stop it.
Red: Everyone, just try to calm down.
Mahmoud: What couldâve happened?
Joko: Come on. Are you serious? Iâll tell you what happened. Diabetes. Hypertensionâ
Cassandra: You hardly knew her.
Joko: I donât have to know her. Look at her. Morbidly overweight, probably alcoholic. Did she smoke?
Mahmoud: Yes, butâ
Joko: Then the question isnât why it happened. Itâs why it didnât happen sooner.
Red: All right, Joko, you made your point. Margo could crack a bank vault in less than eight minutes under withering pressure. She had ice water in her veins. Okay, she didnât make healthy choices, but this had nothing to do with stress or hypertension or a curse.
[ Annikaâs nebulizer hisses ]
Cassandra: You think somebody killed her.
Annika: Why? Who would do that?
Red: Someone who stands to gain from her death.
Cassandra: That could be any one of us. Before, it was a six-way split. Now itâs only five.
Mahmoud: Perhaps, but only one of us was complaining about the size of their percentage.
Joko: You think I killed your girlfriend?
Mahmoud: She wasnât my girlfriend.
Joko: Thatâs right. You two broke up, so maybe you killed her. Maybe you canât handle idea of her shacking up with someone new.
Mahmoud: Go to hell!
Red: Mahmoud, look at me. We are genuinely sorry for your loss. But the truth is, we donât have enough evidence to start accusing each other of homicide. I suggest we all turn in early and look at this with fresh eyes in the morning.
Annika: What about Margoâs casket?
Cassandra: If everyone agrees, Iâll hold onto it for now.
Red: We do. Everyone else, take yours with you. Weâll reconvene here at 7:00 a.m.
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[ Red knocks on a door. Cassandra opens it ]
Cassandra: Do you remember what happened the last time you knocked on my door at 2:00 a.m.?
Red: Yes, you shot at me.
Cassandra: I thought you were someone else.
Red: You thought I was your husband.
Cassandra: I like committing crimes of passion. Want to commit one now?
Red: I had something a bit more frigid in mind.
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[ Cassandra and Red enter the room where Margoâs body is ]
Cassandra: Petechial hemorrhages?
Red: Broken blood vessels in her eyes. Also on the inside of her lips and underneath her fingernails.
Cassandra: That means she was poisoned?
Red: Not definitively, no, but it certainly suggests it. We wonât know for sure until we open her up.
Cassandra: What?
Red: We need towelsâ tongs, and a ladle. Doesnât matter what size.
Cassandra: Boy, you really know how to show a girl a good time. Tell me, do you do autopsies during all your dates, or am I special?
[ Red cuts into Margoâs belly with a knife ]
Cassandra: I never heard from you after Marseilles. Was a perfect job. An even more perfect four days together at HĂŽtel de la Mer.
Red: Can I have a towel?
Cassandra: Raymond. Iâve walked away from Marco. From everything. I thought you would, too.
Red: I was going to. Till I found out we took nearly $40 million from that vault, not 30. Youâre either very bad at math or very good at lying.
Cassandra: Iâm good at both. What Iâm terrible at is life.
Red: Another towel.
Cassandra: [ Sighs ] After Marseilles, I heard about a job in Lisbon. Big score, but it came with a big overhead. Tunneling gear, commercial grade, the works. I thought about bringing it to you, but I couldnât. You say you walked away because I took the money, but I took it because youâd already walked away.
[ Red pries open the cut in Margoâs belly with the tongs ]
Red: Can you hold that?
Cassandra: I shouldnât have done it, but I was hurt, andâ I regret it. You have no reason to believe me, but I do.
Red: Tell me about Lisbon.
Cassandra: Uhâ I invested everything I had and even some I didnât have. And then, at the last minute, just two days before we were set to move, the museum shipped the piece back to New York, made a secret deal to trade exhibits, andâ that was it. I lost my entire investment.
Red: Why are you telling me this?
Cassandra: You asked.
Red: You brought it up. Why?
Cassandra: Becauseâ Iâve had a run of bad luck lately, and Iâve been thinking a lot about why.
Red: You sound like Annika.
Cassandra: [ Scoffs ] Itâs no accident that things went wrong when I burned what we had. I would do anything to take it back, to go back to that suite at HĂŽtel de la Mer.
Red: The ladle. The ladle.
[ Cassandra hands him the ladle. Red uses it dip into open cut ]
Red: [ Sighs ] She bled to death internally. Must be half her blood supply.
Cassandra: How?
Red: [ Sighs ] Some kind of anti-coagulating agent. When bloodâs that thin, you can spontaneously hemorrhage. Every organ, all your veins, arteries start leaking into the viscera.
Cassandra: Youâre sure?
Red: This didnât happen naturally. Someone killed her. Someone on this island.
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[ The living room ]
Mahmoud: Murdered?
Red: You wanted a forensic investigation. Thatâs what it showed.
Cassandra: Whereâs Joko?
Annika: I-I knocked on his door.
Mahmoud: And youâre sure?
Red: Yes. She was poisoned, dosed with an anti-coagulating agent.
Mahmoud: D-Dosed? Youâ You mean injected?
Cassandra: It seems more likely it was administered orallyâ in her food or something she drank.
Annika: Last night at dinner?
Red: What I saw wouldâve taken hours to developâ six, maybe even eight. What time did Margo get here?
Cassandra: Yesterday morning. We all didâ
Mahmoud: W-W-What you saw? You did an autopsy? You cut her open?
Annika: So it happened here on the island.
Cassandra: I saw you having breakfast with her.
Mahmoud: You think I killed her?
Cassandra: As far as motives go, there arenât any more powerful than love.
Red: Money.
Cassandra: Maybe, but if money were the objective, why stop there? Why not kill the rest of us, too?
Mahmoud: I have no idea. But Iâm sure as hell going to ask!
Annika: Ask who?
Mahmoud: Well, only one of us isnât here.
[ Mahmoud grabs a poker from the fireplace and hurries off ]
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[ Red and the others follow after Mahmoud down a corridor ]
Red: Mahmoud, the manâs three times your size. What do you intend to do, poke him to death?
Cassandra: Heâs right. Will you stop? We donât even know it was him.
Mahmoud: Joko! [ Pounding on door ] Come out here!
[ No one answers ]
Red: Watch out.
[ Red pushes the door open ] [ At first they see nothing. Then they see two severed fingers next to the bed. They look around the end of the bed and there is Jokoâs body ]
Annika: Oh, my God.
Cassandra: None of us are capable of this.
Mahmoud: For a treasure like the caskets, people are capable of anything.
Red: I agree. But he wasnât killed for the treasure.
[ Red picks up Mahmoudâs casket ]
Red: I donât know whatâs happening, but clearly, this isnât about the caskets.
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[ Annika heads back down the corridor, followed by Cassandra ]
Cassandra: Annika, you canât leave.
[ Nebulizer hisses ]
Annika: Are you kidding me? I am not interested in dying here!
Cassandra: Oh, look, we should stick together until we know what weâre dealing with.
Annika: You have my casket. It is yours. I donât want it.
Cassandra: Thatâs ridiculous. Youâre walking away from millions.
Annika: Five bodies! I wonât be the sixth.
Red: You going?
Annika: Damn right, and if you are smart, you will go with meâ you, Cassandra, and Mahmoud.
Cassandra: Mahmoud. Where is he?
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[ Mahmoud makes his way through the kitchen to a pantry. He breaks open a panel and retrieves a packet and some wires ]
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[ Red goes looking for Mahmoud ]
Mahmoud?
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[ Mahmoud sets up a device ]
[ Beeping ]
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Cassandra: Annika, listen to me.
Annika: Please, please, please, please.
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Red: Hello? Hello?
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[ Cassandra follows Annika into the garage ]
Cassandra: If we just stick together, we can talk this out.
Annika Hello? Anybody here?
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[ Mahmoud starts the timer on the device ] [ Beeping ]
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Red: Mahmoud.
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[ Mahmoud steps aside ]
[ đ„ Explosion đ„]
[ The blast opens a hole in the wall. Mahmoud reaches in, retrieves a gun and leaves ]
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[ Red follows the sound of the blast. He finds the blast site. Inside is another gun, which he takes ]
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[ In the garage, Annikaâs desperation and panic are exacerbating her asthma ]
Annika: Hello? Hello? Is anybody here?
Cassandra: Pleaseâ
Annika: [ Coughing ]
Cassandra: Annika.
Annika: Somebody help!
Cassandra: What are you doing?
Annika: Where is Arthur? I want to see him right now. I want off this island. I want him to fly me home!
Cassandra: Annika, stay calm.
Annika: [ Coughing, wheezing ]
Cassandra: No oneâs going anywhere in this weather. The plane canât fly.
Annika: [ Coughing ]
Cassandra: We have to wait for the weather to clear.
[ Mahmoud appears, pointing his gun at Cassandra ]
Mahmoud: You! You brought us here!
Cassandra: Wait, Mahmoud! Please!
[ Nebulizer hissing ]
Mahmoud: You did this!
Annika: [ Gasping ]
Mahmoud: You poisoned her!
Cassandra: No!
[ Annika collapses into Cassandraâs arms ]
Mahmoud: You put something in her nebulizer! You poisoned us all!
[ Red appears, pointing his gun at Mahmoud ]
Red: Mahmoud! Mahmoud. Lower the gun.
Mahmoud: Think! It had to be her! She set us up! She walked us into a trap!
[ Annika is convulsing ]
Red: Lower your weapon now!
Mahmoud: Get away from her!
Red: Mahmoud, I wonât tell you again.
[ Mahmoud is about to shoot. Red shoots him first đ„đ„ ]
[ Annika has died of her asthma attack ]
Cassandra: [ Sobbing ] Iâm sorry. Iâm so sorry. [ Crying ]
[ Red walks over to Cassandra ]
Red: You were right. I have no reason to believe you. About Marseilles or about this.
Cassandra: I didnât do this. But I know who did.
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[ Red and Cassandra talk in a parked car. Itâs dark ]
Cassandra: I worked through a fence in Boston. He introduced me to a potential buyer who turned out to be an FBI undercover agent. He played with me for a few days. He made sure he got me on tape, and then he arrested me for theft and interstate transportation of stolen property.
Red: And you cut a deal. Is that why you brought us together? Save yourself by giving us up?
Cassandra: I didnât give them your names, and I got it in writing that they wouldnât ask for them.
Red: Well, if they didnât want us, what did they want?
Cassandra: You remember where the caskets were found?
Red: An archaeological dig in the Kayseri Province.
Cassandra: One of the archaeologists was a CIA agent using the dig as cover to meet with his Turkish sources.
Red: Sourceâ What sources?
Cassandra: American operatives inside the Turkish government.
Red: They told you this? The FBI?
Cassandra: The Turks had figured out who he was. They knew that he had a list of American assets inside their country. They killed him for it.
Red: But they didnât get the list?
Cassandra: No, because heâd already hidden it as a microdot. Thatâs what this is about. [ Sighs ] The Smithsonian had sponsored the expedition. He knew that he could get the intel out of the country in the caskets, which would be sent to D.C. for further analysis. So he put the microdot on one of them.
Red: And the CIA wants it back to protect the identities of their undercover agents.
Cassandra: We made a deal. Iâd help them to recover the caskets and secure their intel, and in return, theyâd let us walkâ all of us. But thenâ it all went sideways.
Red: It went sideways because they werenât CIA agents. They lied to you. And we wonât know why until we read the microdot.
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[ Red breaks âĄïža window and lets himself and Cassandra in to a workshop ]
Red: Do you have your cellphone with you?
Cassandra: It wonât work. Thereâs no service. Weâre hundreds of miles from the nearest tower.
Red: I donât intend to make a call.
[ Red finds a binoculars ]
Red: Ah, perfect. Now we just need a screwdriver and some tapeâ any kind of tape.
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[ Red goes to work building a microscope ]
Red: My father was fascinated by insects. Fancied himself an amateur entomologist.
[ Cassandra hands Red a screwdriver ]
Red: Ah, great. By the time I was 6, my father had taught me that a microscope is essentially two convex lenses in relationship to one another. Iâll never forget the joy on his face as he helped me make my first one, then watched as I went into the yard in search of bugs. The idea that a whole world that I couldnât see had suddenly revealed itself and been brought into focusâ [ Grunts ] âfelt like a miracle.
Cassandra: Because it was, given how often we miss whatâs right in front of us.
Red: What I see right in front of me is someone I misjudged. Whatâs happened tonight, I shouldâve known. You could never have done it.
Cassandra: [ Scoffs ]
Red: But we do that, you and Iâ misjudge each other. I tonight, you in Marseilles.
Cassandra: [ Chuckles ] I wanted to run away with you. You didnât.
Red: What you misjudged was the reason why. You thought it was about you. It wasnât. I had obligations.
Cassandra: To the young woman you were watching over.
Red: Yes. Her husband wasnât who he appeared to be. She was in jeopardy. I had to intervene.
Cassandra: Andâ is she still in jeopardy?
Red: I hope not.
Cassandra: Then maybe youâre no longer under obligation.
Red: Not except to watch her daughter dance in âSleeping Beautyâ tomorrow night. You have the caskets?
Cassandra: Yes, four of them. Whereâs yours?
Red: In my suite. Mahmoudâs must still be in his, as well. If one of these four has the microdot, all we need is a little light, and we should be able to read it. Damn it. Itâs so fussy, this. We need tape. We really need tape.
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[ Cassandra goes to look for tape. She opens a drawer and takes out a small flashlight and turns it on ]
Cassandra: [ Fearfully ] Raymond?
[ Red takes his gun and goes to her. She is shining a light into a closet. Inside are several bodies ]
Cassandra: [ Sighs ] Who are they?
Red: The island staff. Turks got here before we did.
[ Radio squawks ]
Red: [ Quietly ] Shh, shh, shh, shh.
[ A man shines a light inside through the broken window. He opens the door, enters and looks around. Red comes up behind him and presses his gun to the back of his head ]
Red: Thanks for coming. We have so many questions.
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[ Red sits across from the man (Ahmet) ]
Red: Letâs try this again, shall we? I want to know who you are and why you are here. I think you and your homicidal brethren masquerading as house staff are in fact Turkish operatives. I think youâre here to recover the microdot, the one the CIA officer hid in one of the caskets.
Cassandra: Is that why youâre here? To get the list of Americans working in your government?
Red: Do you know which casket youâre looking for? Fair enough. Maybe you donât speak English. Letâs see if you recognize numbers.
[ Red points his gun at Ahmet and counts down with his fingers ]
Red: 3, 2, 1.
Ahmet: [ Hurriedly ] The smallest one.
Red: Ah, so you do understand numbers.
Cassandra: The smallest casket. Thatâs why you targeted Margo first.
Ahmet: Thatâs what the American told us before he died. We donât know if he told the truth.
[ Red tears off a piece of tape to complete the microscope ]
Red: Weâre about to find out.
Ahmet: The plan was to poison the woman only. Once you were alerted, our objective changed. We were told to eliminate everyone. Retrieve and examine all six caskets.
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[ Using the microscope which is connected to Cassandraâs cell phone, Red pulls up a list of names ]
Red: Looks like your poor CIA officer did tell you the truth.
Cassandra: You found it?
Red: Yes, but itâs not a list of American assets in Turkey. It appears we had it the wrong way around.
Arthur Rodman: [ On Ahmetâs radio ] Ahmet. Ahmet, come in.
Red: How many operatives does he have?
[ Ahmet wonât answer ]
Red: Never mind. Iâll ask him myself.
[ Red pistol whips âĄïžAhmet and he falls to the floor ]
Arthur: [ On radio ] Ahmet, report your location.
Red: Ahmetâs taking a nap. To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?
Arthur: Reddington.
Red: I know that voice. Arthur Rodman. Cassandra, do you realize what this means? The butler did it.
Arthur: Oh, Iâm no butler.
Red: Oh, I know exactly what you are. Youâre the bloodhound the Turks hired to find the list of Turkish assets working within the American government. Wait a minute. Oh, my God. Youâre Cornelius Ruck, arenât you? [ Chuckling ] Iâll be damned. You tracked Korgeneral Ordu across the Gibson. They say you made do for three days on nothing but honeypot ants and eucalyptus. Oh, my God. Of course the Turks hired you to find the list.
Arthur: Whereâs the microdot?
Cassandra: We have it, and weâre taking it with us when we leave the island.
Arthur: [ Laughs ] Donât be absurd. Youâre never leaving this island. Youâre in a storm with no transportation or heavy weaponry facing a dozen of our best agents. Surrender, and Iâll consider showing you mercy.
Red: Weâll need a little time to think about that.
Arthur: You need a little timeâ
Red: Thatâs long enough. Weâve decided. Weâre going to forego the offer to surrender. Wish us luck. [ Ends call ]
Red: [ To Cassandra ] We donât have a choice. Weâre either leaving here with the caskets orâ
[ Cassandra lunges at Red and kisses him ]
Red: Mm.
Cassandra: We should definitely leave with the caskets.
[ Red kisses back ]
Red: Mm.
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[ Marilyn Mansonâs âȘ âKilling Strangersâ plays ]
âȘ This world doesnât need no opera
Weâre here for the operation
We donât need a bigger knife (a bigger knife)
Cause we got guns, we got guns, we got guns (we got guns)
We got guns, you better run
(you better run, you better run, you better run)âȘ Weâre killing strangers
[ đ„đ„đ„ Machine-gun fire đ„đ„đ„ ]
âȘ Weâre killing strangers
Weâre killing strangers, so we donât kill the ones that we love
[ đ„đ„đ„ Machine-gun fire đ„đ„đ„ ]
Weâre killing strangers, weâre killing strangers
Weâre killing strangers, so we donât kill the ones that we love
[ Gunshot đ„ ]
[ While Red evades and takes out the operatives, one or two at a time, Cassandra finds gasoline in the shed which she pours along the driveway for later use ]
âȘ Love
[ Radio squawks ]
âȘ Love
âȘ LoveâȘ We pack demolition, we canât pack emotion
Dynamite? We just might..
[ đ„đ„ Gunshots đ„đ„ ]
[ Cassandra finds dynamite and a triggering device. She plants the dynamite under the large table in the living room ]
âȘ So blow us a kiss, blow us a kiss
Blow us a kiss, weâll blow you to piecesâȘ Weâre killing strangers, weâre killing strangers
[ Cassandra lights the stream of gasoline ]
[ đ„ Man screaming đ„ ]
âȘ Weâre killinâ strangers So we donât kill the ones that we love
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[ Trump come up behind an operative and cuts his throat. Suddenly, Arthur appears with a gun, flanked by two operatives with rifles ]
Arthur: Hi, there. The knife.
[ Red puts the knife down ]
Arthur: [ Into radio phone ] Cassandra. Cassandra, are you listening?
[ Sheâs listening ]
Arthur: You have something I want â the caskets â and I have someone you may like to trade for. Either you bring my casket to the Bibliotek, or I put a bullet in Mr. Reddingtonâs head.
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Cassandra: You should have come to me from the outset. So many lives might have been spared.
Arthur: Mm. [ Clears throat ] Open it.
[ Red opens the casket ]
Arthur: Get over there with her.
[ Arthur peers at the list of names ] [ Chuckles ]
Red: So what now?
Arthur: I get rich. You die.
Red: Oh. Well, any time would be good. Like now.
[ Cassandra reaches into her pocket ]
[ Click, âĄïželectricity buzzingâĄïž ] [ đ„đ„ Explosion đ„đ„] [ Man screams ]
[ Red jumps on Cassandra to shield her ] [ Cassandra breathing heavily ] [ Red helps her up ]
Red: You all right?
Cassandra: Raymond!
[ Arthur is only hurt. He gets up â and he has a gun. He points it at Red ]
Arthur: Itâs over.
Cassandra: No! No!
Arthur: Goodbye, Mr. Reddington.
Red: Well, hold on. You forgot the fish.
Arthur: Whatâ What fish?
Red: The sailfish. Above the mantle.
[ Arthur looks back at the sailfish. Red stabs him ]
[ Arthur gasps and falls dead ]
[ Red goes over to the window ]
Red: What do you know? It stopped snowing.
[ They kiss ]
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[ Airplane engine whirring ] [ The sea plane flies in to pick up Red and Cassandra ]
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[ Red and Cassandra take the caskets to Cynthia Mallet for an assessment of what they are worth ]
[ Cassandra clears throat ]
Cassandra: So?
Red: Cynthia is nothing if not a fan of the dramatic reveal.
Cynthia: I canât believe it.
Red: Iâm not here to test your faith, love. Just to get a number.
[ Cynthia writes down a number on a piece of paper and shows it to them ]
[ Both chuckle ]
Cassandra: Thatâs a nice number.
Red: This calls for a celebration. In the south of France, perhaps.
Cassandra: Do you mean that?
Red: As you said, I fulfilled my obligation.
Cassandra: Yes. All but one.
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[ Piano playing Tchaikovskyâs âThe Sleeping Beautyâ ] [ Agnes dances while Red and Cassandra watch from the wings. Liz and the other task force members are seated in the audience, smiling ] [ Red watches, raptly ]
[ Applause ]
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Liz: You guys!
Cooper: That was a great show. And she was adorable.
Liz: Right? Wasnât it so cute.
Aram: Oh, my God. The cutest.
Ressler: She may actually be more adorable in tights than me.
[ Agnes runs over and hugs Liz ]
Liz: Hey! Ohh, hi, Agnes.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
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Red: Oh, my God. [ Turns to Cassandra ] Ready?
Cassandra: I am. To say goodbye.
Red: I told you, Iâm under no obligation.
Cassandra: I know. But I saw you watching, how you looked. You may have come into her life out of obligation, but youâre staying in it for love.
Red: Cassandraâ
Cassandra: Who knew that underneath it all, youâre so sweet?
[ They kiss. Cassandra sighs, then turns and leaves ]
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[ Liz comes up from behind Red ]
Liz: I didnât think youâd made it.
Red: Watched from the wings.
Liz: And you brought a friend. If you have plansâ
Red: I donât.
Liz: Thank you, by the way, for the intel on the Turkish agents. You know, you were right when you recently told me that, um, itâs been difficult since Tom, but that I have Agnes, and I should be looking forward and not back.
Red: And that you deserve a bigger life.
Liz: [ Sighs ] I agree. I do. But so do you.
Red: [ Sighs ] I donât know how to do that.
Liz: That makes two of us.
Agnes: [ From a distance ] Mommy, where are you?
Red: You should get back.
Liz: Thanks again for coming. It means a lot.
Red: To me, too.
[ Red begins to walk away ]
Liz: Hey.
[ Red turns to look back ]
Liz: We may not have bigger lives, but we have each other.
[ Red smiles ]
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â« Killing Strangers
By Marilyn MansonâȘ This world doesnât need no opera
Weâre here for the operation
We donât need a bigger knife (a bigger knife)
Cause we got guns, we got guns, we got guns (we got guns)
We got guns, you better run
(you better run, you better run, you better run)âȘ Weâre killing strangers, weâre killing strangers
Weâre killing strangers, so we donât kill the ones that we love
Weâre killing strangers, weâre killing strangers
Weâre killing strangers, so we donât kill the ones that we loveâȘ We pack demolition, we canât pack emotion
Dynamite? We just mightâŠ
So blow us a kiss, blow us a kiss
Blow us a kiss, weâll blow you to piecesâȘ Weâre killing strangers, weâre killing strangers
Weâre killing strangers, so we donât kill the ones that we love
Weâre killing strangers, weâre killing strangers
Weâre killing strangers, so we donât kill the ones that we loveâȘ We got guns, we got guns
Mother fuckers better, better, better run
We got guns, we got guns
Mother fuckers better run
[x2]âȘ Weâre killing strangers, weâre killing strangers
Weâre killing strangers, so we donât kill the ones that we love
Weâre killing strangers, weâre killing strangers
Weâre killing strangers, so we donât kill the ones that we loveâȘ You better run
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Program air date: 4/3/2020 in the US
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Director: Michael Carraciolo
Written by: Noah Schechter
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Brief (Where weâre at): In the last episode, Red hooked up with an old flame, Cassandra Bianchi, with whom he had had a relationship before having had to leave her when he learned that Lizâs husband Tom âwas not who he appeared to be.â Red and Cassandra were two of six friends ~ all experts in various fields of criminal activity ~ who had come together on a remote island in the Baltic Sea, each bringing one of the set of Byzantine caskets originally from Turkey which they had stolen. The value of the set would be much greater than that of the individual pieces. At the time they were stolen, the set had been too hot to try to sell, but time had elapsed and the time was ripe.
But then, one of the members of the group, then another, were murdered and the others ~ except for Red and Cassandra ~ also died. Thatâs when Cassandra told Red that she had been betrayed in a deal in which an American operative had been looking for one of the boxes because it contained a microdot (an extremely reduced document) with a list of names of Turkish operatives. But the Turks wanted the list, too, and had hired an American traitor to get the list for them. The American they hired turned out to be masquerading as the butler of the venue, introduced first as Arthur Rodman, but Red recognized him as Cornelius Ruck (Blacklister #155). Red and Cassandra were able to overcome Ruck and his operatives and made plans to go off together, now that Liz was no longer in danger. But first, Red had one more obligation: to watch Lizâs daughter Agnes dance in âSleeping Beauty.â
Red and Cassandra watched Agnesâs performance from the wings. But, at the last minute, Cassandra changed her mind and said she would be leaving because: âI saw you watching, how you looked. You may have come into her life out of obligation, but youâre staying in it for love.â After Cassandra left, Liz came over to thank Red:
Liz: ⊠Thank you, by the way, for the intel on the Turkish agents. You know, you were right when you recently told me that, um, itâs been difficult since Tom, but that I have Agnes, and I should be looking forward and not back.
Red: And that you deserve a bigger life.
Liz: [ Sighs ] I agree. I do. But so do you.
Red: [ Sighs ] I donât know how to do that.
Liz: That makes two of us. ⊠Thanks again for coming. It means a lot.
Red: To me, too.
[ Red begins to walk away ]
Liz: Hey.
[ Red turns to look back ]
Liz: We may not have bigger lives, but we have each other.
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â Script 7:13 Newton Purcell (â 144)
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[ Bird cawing ] [ A man, Newton Purcell, digs a rectangular hole in the ground ] [ Dirt sifting ]
[ Silence ] [ At first the hole looks like a grave, but then a metal case is revealed ] [ Metal scraping ] [ Purcell opens the lid of the case. It is full of cables. Purcell lifts his shovel and âĄïžstrikes the cables ]
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[ Purcell enters a building marked Optimus Data Company ] [ Indistinct talking ]
Optimus Tech: [ Muffled ] We werenât expecting you.
[ Purcell taps on an earpiece he wears ] [ Electronic blipâš ]
Purcell: Beg your pardon?
Tech: [ Normal voice ] I said, we werenât expecting you for another few hours.
Purcell: Yâall got quite the pull in this town. Boss called me at home.
Tech: Well, Iâm glad he did. With the power out, generators are running the server, but they wonât keep up for long.
[ Purcell hears electronic humming ]
Tech: Are you all right?
Purcell: Yeah, Iâm fine. Which way is the server room?
Tech: This way. ââ Here it is.
[ Card scanner beepsâš ] [ They enter ]
Tech: Iâll be back to check on you in a few.
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[ Purcell sits at a workstation ] [ Keyboard clacking ] [ Electronic humming ]
[ Purcell sticks a device to the wall, starts a timer ] [ Device beeps âš ] [ He sticks two more devices to the wall, a few feet apart ] [ Devices beep âš âš ] [ Keyboard clacking ] [ Electronic humming ]
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[ The tech enters ]
Tech: Figure it out yet?
Purcell: Yeah. Uh, should be ready in just a minute.
Tech: Oh, all right.
[ Device beepsâš ]
Tech: Uh, what was the problem?
Purcell: See for yourself.
[ Purcell gets up and leaves ] [ Door closes ]
[ The Tech sits at the workstation, then sees one of the devices with a timer, counting down ]
[ He runs to the door but Purcell has blocked it ] [ Door rattling ]
Tech: Hey! Come on! Open the door!
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[ Purcell taps his earpiece ] [ Electronic blipâš ]
[ Purcell exits the building and gets into his car ]
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Tech: Let me out! Come on! Let me out!
[ đ„đ„âŒïž Explosion âŒïžđ„đ„ ]
[ Purcell drives off ]
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[ Aram and his girlfriend Elodie Radcliffe are in a small airplane, suited up for skydiving. Aram is extremely nervous ]
Aram: Now may seem like an odd time to mention it, but the men in my family have a low sperm count.
Elodie: Youâre right. That does seem odd.
Aram: When Iâm 10,000 feet off the ground, thatâs what I think about.
Elodie: Your sperm count?
Aram: Dying. And, uh, before I die, [ Stammers ] I-Iâd like to have kids. [ Looking out the window ] Oh!
Elodie: Look, no one wants to hear more about your sperm count than me, but weâre over the jump zone.
Aram: What? Oh. Okay. Do you, uhâ Do you want to have kids?
Elodie: Of course, but Iâve accepted that might not happen.
Aram: But you deserve to be happy.
Elodie: I was the only one Charles recognized, but after this last incident, heâ He canât even do that anymore. But I canât leave him, no matter how much I want to.
Aram: Is that out of, um, you know, guilt or obligation or lifestyle?
Elodie: No, itâs not guilt or obligationâ
Aram: Oh. Oh, gosh.
Elodie: âAnd itâs certainly not lifestyle. I mean, we donât have a prenup or anything. Itâs justâ You know, itâs the right thing to do.
Aram: [ Nervously ] Oh, of course. So, um, where does thatâ Uh, where does that leave you andâ And me andâ
Elodie: Well, I hope it leaves us together.
[ The side door is opened ]
Aram: Ahhh! Ahhh! This is a bad idea!
Elodie: Of course it is! Thatâs why weâre doing it!
[ They jump ]
Aram: Ahhh! Whoo! [ Screaming ]
Elodie: [ Laughs ]
Aram: Wh- wh- whoo-ooo!
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[ In a park, Red is on the phone ]
Red: No, it doesnât work. I canât. Because I canât!
Glen Carter: What about dinner?
[ Glen munches a meatball ]
Red: I told you Iâm busy.
Glen: Drinks?
Red: Glen, what the hellâs going on?
Glen: Um, itâs probably best if we discuss it face-to-face.
Red: Discuss what? Whatâs happened?
Glen: You know what? Truth is, my dayâs pretty wall to wall. I got the Digimarc tech here, Phyllis is out with a stomach bugâ Something to do with raw butter. [ Grumbles ] Anyway, point is, this can wait.
[ Liz walks up ]
Red: I have a sinking feeling it canât. Iâll be there within the hour.
[ Cell phone beeps ]
Liz: Everything okay?
Red: Itâs a little unclear. Iâll get right to it. Three weeks ago, there was an explosion at a data center in Virginia. Last night, a data center owned by the same company was attacked in Maryland.
Liz: Optimus. From what I understand, their servers store NSA data.
Red: So naturally, the FBI will assume they were targeted by some foreign entity looking for classified intel.
Liz: That makes total sense to me, which is why Iâm certain youâll completely disagree.
Red: Iâm a contrarian by necessity, not by choice. If people were wrong less often, my life would be much easier.
Liz: [ Scoffs ] And considerably less smug.
Red: [ Laughs ] My sources have ruled out Tehran, Beijing, Moscow, Pâyongyang. Dollars to doughnuts, this was a domestic affair.
Liz: An anti-government group.
Red: Some extremist group against the government, in favor of more privacy. I donât know. But whoever they are and whatever theyâre after, it appears they wonât stop until they get it.
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[ The Post Office ] [ Liz briefs the task force ]
Liz: Optimus is the largest data storage company in the country. They contract with Fortune 500 companies and government agencies, including DOD, CIA, and NSA.
[ Aram arrives ]
Aram: Sorry Iâm late. I was jumping out of an airplane. Really. Uh, skydiving. Have, uh, any of you ever done it? Itâs, um, insane.
Cooper: Your enthusiasm is duly noted, as is your tardiness. Agent Park?
Agent Alina Park: The police report indicates that three people died in last nightâs blast that shut down their backup generators.
Liz: Optimus was running on backups because their power had been knocked out.
Cooper: What do we know about the outage?
Agent Park: Culpeper Electric was alerted by Optimus. But a crew didnât arrive until after the explosion.
Ressler: And the DOD stores highly classified information there. Hard to think thatâs a coincidence.
Liz: Reddington would say it is. He thinks weâre looking at a domestic threat.
Ressler: Well, assuming heâs right, we could be looking at corporate sabotage. Optimus has been taking over more and more market share. Maybe one of its competitors got desperate.
Aram: Thereâs also the privacy angle. Optimus collects metadata on citizens whether they like it or not.
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[ Newton Purcell pulls up computer records of a man named Ryan Healy ]
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Cooper: Ressler, Park, go to Optimus. See what they could tell us about the latest attack. They have 50 data centers across the country. We donât find those responsible, any one of them could be next.
[ Liz gets a text message âStill nothing on Mr Xâ ]
[ As the others disperse, Cooper turns to Liz ]
Cooper: Anything wrong?
Liz: [ Sighing ] No. I just, uh, had a friend helping me find something, and heâs having a hard time doing it.
[ Footsteps depart ]
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[ Annapolis MD ] [ Ryan Healy walks up to his car ]
[ Car alarm chirps ] [ He gets in ] [ Siren wails in distance ] [ Car door closes ]
[ Healy tries to start his car, but the engine wonâs start ]
Ryan Healy: Great.
[ Cell phone dialing ] [ Electronic blip ] [ Siren continues ]
[ Newton Purcell walks over, taps on the window. Healy cracks the door ]
Purcell: Need a jump?
Healy: Uh, yeah, if you donât mind.
Purcell: Yeah, pop the hood. Iâll grab my cables.
Healy: Thanks.
[ Car hood pops ]
Healy: What theâ The battery is gâ
[ Purcell slams the car hood on Healyâs head âĄïžagain âĄïžand againâĄïž ]
Healy: [ Grunts ]
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[ Glenâs office at the DMV ]
Red: What do you mean the Tokyo shipment didnât go as planned?
Glen: It got sort of rerouted. How? Clerical error. Someone transposed two digits on the VIN number, typed an âOâ instead of a zero. Simple mistake. Could have happened to anyone, really.
Red: So the vehicleâs not in Houston?
Glen: Itâs in Scranton. Pennsylvania. Which is considerably closer.
Red: Glen, we talked about this. You wanted an assignment. We did.
Glen: I did, but thisâ I can fix this. Itâs a bump in the road.
Red: My guy in Tokyo did his job. That vehicle came off the line, factory-built and shipped. Approved by customs. It cleared the port.
Glen: I can go to Scranton, get the truck.
Red: All you had to do was make sure it was routed to the dealership in Houston so you could buy it with the money I gave you!
Glen: Iâm already looking at flights!
Red: Glen, look at me. Do you understand? That truck isnât just a truck. Itâs a test balloon carrying a shipment of black market tritium valued at over $12 million. If this shipment goes right, I land a contract that will pay dividends for years. If it goes south, I canât begin to tell you how badly things go for everyone involved, starting with present company.
Glen: Aye, chillax. Iâll handle it.
Red: [ Laughs ] Oh, yes. Youâre gonna handle it, all right. Youâre gonna get on the next flight to Scranton, walk into that dealership, buy the damn truck, and get it here by Tuesday before my buyer is any the wiser. Am I clear?
Glen: Truck. Two days. Here by Tuesday.
[ Red turns to leave ]
Glen: Might I ask one question? This may seem like a reach, all things considered, but would you be comfortable with me flying business class, you know, for my back?
Red: You have two days.
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[ The Post Office ]
Agent Park: Okay, so you know how Culpeper said its crew didnât arrive until hours after the explosion? According to Optimus, there was a truck there within minutes.
Cooper: Why is that relevant?
Ressler: Because the truck that showed up, Culpeper reported it stolen three weeks ago.
Park: We pulled CCTV feeds from a nearby business. It shows the van approaching the Optimus facility just after the power went out.
Aram: Okay, so whoever did this cut the power on purpose, showed up in a stolen truck to fix it, and then got waved in like a Trojan horse.
Liz: I see plates. Did you run a BOLO?
Ressler: We were about to. But first, we wanted to give you this. From Optimus. The information that was stolen was backed up onto that hard drive. Now, we donât know who stole the data yet, but once you go through it, we may know why.
[ Lizâs cell phone vibrates. Text message: âDead end So sorryâ ]
Liz: [ Sighs ]
Cooper: If you need to deal with it, whatever it is youâre looking forâ
Liz: I do, but I-I can go through the data first.
Cooper: Let me know what you find.
[ Cooper leaves ]
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[ Liz and Aram are left alone ]
Liz: Okay, where do you want to start?
Aram: Would you have stayed with Tom if he didnât want children?
Liz: So thatâs where you want to start?
Aram: I want to stay with Elodie, but I also want a relationship with a future. Andâ You know what? Forget it. Here.
Liz: You know, as I recall, Samar didnât want kids, either.
Aram: Elodie wants kids, but they canât have any. Andâ Samar was different.
Liz: They are different, but youâre the same. I just donât think itâs a coincidence youâve fallen in love with two women who donât want children.
Aram: So you think my being with Samar and Elodie means I donât want children?
Liz: What I think is you think too much. And if youâre meant to be with someone, all that matters is that you are.
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[ Red and Dembe are waiting in a backlit room ] [ Door opens and two men enter ]
Red: Ah, there you are.
Kleemann: We came as soon as we could.
Red: Oh, my. I do like that coat. Merino or cashmere?
Dembe; Looks like alpaca.
Red: That does not look like alpaca.
Kleeman: Itâs vicuña.
Red: Ah, yes.
Kleeman: Whatâs going on? Is there a problem with Houston?
[ Dembeâs cell phone vibrates ]
Red: Oh, heavens no. A slight delay is all. My people at the port decided to take extra precautions, which is what you pay me for, to get your product here without incident.
Dobbs: But weâre still on for Tuesday?
Dembe: Itâs him.
Red: Oh, speak of the devil. My man in Houston. Please excuse me.
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[ Red steps aside ]
Red: [ On phone ] Do you have it?
[ Glen is in athletic sweats and shoes and a headband at the dealership ]
Glen: Sort of. Uh, thereâs been a bit of a development.
Red: Oh, my God, Glen. Is the truck there in Scranton or not?
Glen: Itâs here, but itâs not for sale.
Red: Was it sold? What happened?
Glen: Itâs complicated.
Red: Well, uncomplicate it for me. Explain it to me like Iâm a fourth grader.
Glen: Yeah, well, as is turns out, Big Johnâs Auto here in Scranton has a competition every year, sort of a promotional event where they give away a truck. They call it Hands On a Hardbody. [ Chuckles ] These nutters gather around the vehicle, standing as long as they can, day and night, one hand on the truck to see who can last the longest. The last one left standing wins the truck. It really is a test of endurance.
Red: This isnât happening.
Glen: Iâm only 30 hours deep, and Iâve already seen four people drop. Iâm telling you, itâs a realâ
[ Whistle blows ]
Glen: Oh, hey. Got to go.
Red: No, wait. Glen.
Glen: We get a 15-minute break every few hours, but so far, I am feelinâ strong.
Red: Iâm coming there myself.
Glen: I appreciate the support, but I got this. As long as my hammer toe doesnât act up, I think I can go the distance. Within two days, I plan to be eastbound and down and headed your way.
Wish me luck! [ Glenâs cell phone beeps ]
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[ Redâs cell phone beeps ] [ Red rejoins the group ]
Red: [ Laughs ] What a guy.
Dobbs: Is everything okay?
Red: Jolly good. Your cargo is in country. That said, I think it may be worth discussing a slight adjustment to our Tuesday delivery plan.
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[ An dilapidated house in the country ]
[ Ryan Healy is immersed in a bathtub-sizes vat of water, his hands shackled ]
[ Newton Purcell taps his earpiece ] [ Electronic blipâš ]
Purcell: Itâs time I introduced myself. My nameâs Newton Purcell. I doubt you remember me, but we met some years ago. We talked about the impact sound can have on a personâs mind, body, and soul. To put it charitably, you were something of a skeptic.
Healy: [ Murmurs ]
[ Purcell slides an array control buttons along a panel ]
[ Humming ]
Healy: Ah! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!
Purcell: Shock wave lithotripsy is what doctors use to crush kidney stones.
Healy: Ahhh!
Purcell: By making a few small adjustments to the amplitude and frequency of the sound waves, I can cause mild tingling, disrupt blood circulation and nerve functions.
Healy: Please stop! [ Cries ]
Purcell: You didnât believe me when I told you sound could drive a man insane.
Healy: I believe you. I do.
Purcell: Oh, Iâm sure you doâ Now.
Healy: [ Cries ]
Purcell: So Iâll pose a different question, one which youâll never be able to answer. Can a person be killed by sound?
Healy: No! Iâm begging you!
[ Electronic blipâš ]
Healy: [ Crying ] No. Ahhh! Ahhh! [ Humming intensifies ] [ Screaming ]
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Cooper: So Reddington was right?
Liz: Yes. According to the data, none of the stolen files relate to national security.
Cooper: What do they relate to?
Aram: Internal company data, personnel files, contracts, lobbying.
Cooper: For what purpose? Blackmail? Corporate espionage?
Liz: At this point, we donât know.
Cooper: Keen, I know you have to go. Aram, go over the data again. See if thereâs anything you missed.
[ Ressler enters ]
Ressler: BOLO came back with a match on the Culpeper van. Abandoned in an alley in Annapolis.
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[ Train whistle blows ] [ Police radio chatter ]
[ Ressler and Park duck under the police perimeter tape and walk up to the vehicle. A man is motionless, his head on the steering wheel. His eyes are blown out. Itâs Healy ]
Ressler: Looks like we have ourselves a body.
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[ Liz visits Agent Glasser in the J. Edgar Hoover Building ]
Agent Glasser: I hope you got my text. And I wish I had better news.
Liz: Itâs not your fault. You did what you could.
Glasser: Yeah.
Liz: So there were no hits on the guy Iâm looking for?
Official: Nothing. Not off the BOLO or from the field offices. Heâs a ghost. To find him, youâre gonna need a ghost hunter.
[ He hands Liz a piece of paper ]
Liz: A P.I.?
Glasser: Crazy expensive. Cash only. Psychotic and worth every penny.
Liz: [ Sighs ]
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[ The Post Office. Cooper and the others view autopsy photos of Healy ]
Cooper: Youâre telling me that sound did this?
Ressler: M.E. thinks so. His ears were perforated and the joints degraded. He thinks it might be some kind of a sonic weapon.
Park: Heâs never seen one but says that directed ultrasonic waves can sever nerves and burst blood vessels.
Ressler: The victim was a Westlake city councilmember. He served two terms before opening a consulting business in Annapolis.
Cooper: Westlake? Isnât that the site of another Optimus facility?
Aram: Exactly, and besides the van connecting Healy to Optimus, this was in the stolen filesâ A series of hidden payments made from Optimus to Healy and to a woman named Libby Bishop in 2015.
[ Aramâs cell phone chimes, distracting him ]
Cooper: And she is? Agent Mojtabai?
Aram: Um, uh, right. Uh, Bishop, Bishop. She is another member of the city council.
Cooper: Find her and put her in protective custody. We have to assume if the blacklister went after Healy, heâll go after her, also.
[ They disperse except for Cooper and Aram ]
Cooper: Skydiving get canceled?
Aram: Iâm sorry. Uh, itâs Elodie. Her husband, uh, heâs back in the hospital.
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[ Footsteps approach ] [ Purcell touches his earpiece ] [ Electronic blipâš ]
[ Libby Bishop opens the door of her house ]
Purcell: Hey. Iâm sorry to bother you.
Libby Bishop: Hi.
Purcell: Um, my dog slipped free of her harness. I think I saw her go in your backyard. Do you mind if I take a look?
Libby: Oh, not at all. Whatâ Whatâs her name?
Purcell: Macy. Sheâs a slippery one.
Libby: Poor thing. Go around back, and I-Iâll meet you there.
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[ Libby steps out into the back yard ]
Purcell: [ At a distance ] Macy! Here girl!
[ Libby Bishopâs cell phone rings ]
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[ Sirens wailing ] [ Agent Park tries to reach Libby Bishop. Ressler drives ]
Park: Come on.
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Libby: [ Answers ] Hello?
Park: Libby Bishop? This is Agent Alina Park with the FBI.
Libby: [ Laughs ] Is this some kind of joke? Did Darren put you up to this?
Park: Ryan Healyâs been killed.
Libby: What?
Purcell: [ At a distant ] Macy! Here girl!
Park: Are you somewhere safe?
Libby: Iâm at home.
Park: Are you alone?
Libby: Iâm helping a man look for his dog.
Park: Okay, Libby, I want you to stay calm, all right? If he can hear you, answer my questions like youâre talking to a friend. Nice and relaxed. Do you know this man?
Libby: No.
[ Purcell has come up to Libby ]
Libby: [ Into phone ] No, we havenât found her yet. What time will you be home?
Park: [ To Libby ] Weâre less than five minutes away. If he comes after you, you have to scream and fight like hell. Do you hear me? You have to fight. Libby?
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[ Park and Ressler enter Libby Bishopâs home ]
Park: Libby Bishop?
Ressler: FBI.
[ In the kitchen, the door has been broken down, glass scattered across the floor ]
Park: Weâre too late.
[ Ressler grunts ] [ He reaches down and retrieves something: Purcellâs earpiece ]
Ressler: But maybe this will help us.
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[ Lizâs apartment ] [ Liz retrieves Tomâs âgo boxâ from a panel in the wall. Inside are bundles of cash. She removes several and stuffs them in her bag ]
[ Door opens ]
Agnes: Whatâs that?
Liz: Nothing, honey. Your daddy just always taught me to be ready for a rainy day.
Agnes: But itâs not raining.
Liz: Arenât you too smart for your own good? [ Claps ] Come here. Get up here.
[ Agnes gets up on Lizâs lap ]
Liz: Have I ever told you how your daddy and I met?
[ Agnes shakes her head ]
Liz: No?
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[ Aram arrives as the hospital where Elodieâs husband Charles was taken ]
Aram: Elodie.
Elodie: Hi.
[ They hug ]
Aram: How is he?
Elodie: They did angioplasty, put stents in to open up his arteries. Heâs in recovery.
Aram: All right, good.
Elodie: Iâm glad youâre here.
Aram: So, Iâve been thinking aboutâ
Elodie: Thereâs something I want toâ
Aram: Oh.
Elodie: Iâmâ Iâm sorry. Go ahead.
Aram: No, please. You first.
Elodie: Whatâs been happening with Charles, hisâ His recent health scares, it just made me realize howâ How selfish Iâve been. This is my burden. Itâs not yours. You deserve a life. And I canât give you the one you want.
Aram: Okay. Wow. Maybe I should have gone first. Because what Iâve been realizing is that I think too much and that I need to stop thinking and just feel. And when I do that, I feel like I want to be with you.
Elodie: Look around. You donât want this.
Aram: Iâm looking in the only direction that matters. And Iâm telling you I do.
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[ Door opens ]
Surgeon: Mrs. Radcliffe?
Elodie: Oh. Can I see him now?
Surgeon: Iâm afraid thereâs been a complication.
Elodie: I thought he was in recovery.
Surgeon: He was. An aneurysm burst, causing a brain hemorrhage, and there was nothing we could do. He passed away. Iâm sorry.
Elodie: Wait, no. [ Crying ] He canât be gone!
[ She clings on to Aram ]
Aram: Itâs okay.
Elodie: I didnât even get a chance to say goodbye. [ Sobs ]
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[ Red and Dembe are parked outside the car dealership in Scranton PA ]
Red: Whatâs with all the police?
Dembe: I donât know, but thatâs a lot of police.
Red: How long has it been?
Dembe: Forty-one hours.
Red: Fortyâ Oh, myâ
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[ Inside the dealership ]
[ Whistle blows ]
Big John: Whoo-wee! I donât know how you do it! Okay, go ahead and take a five-minute break.
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Red: Letâs give him a call.
[ Redâs cell phone dialing ]
[ Glenâs cell phone ringing ]
[ Glen has his shoes off, leans back in a chair ]
Glen:[ Grunts ] Ooh!
[ Cell phone beeps ]
Glen: Yeah?
Red: [ On phone ] What the hell is going on?
Glen: Itâs the hammer toe. Sheâs back.
Red: Iâm not talking about your feet. Iâm talking about all the cops. Why is this place crawling with cops?
Glen: Tell me about it. Theyâre all here to support that rookie on the force over in Old Forge. Sundance Kid they call him. Iâm not worried about him or any of the other competitors, for that matter. Real competition is Pastor Ritzen. He won in â16, then again in â18, and now Godâs soldierâs back for blood. Honestly, my feetâ
Red: Glen, the merchandise on that truckâ
Glen: No, really. My feet. I know you canât come here with all the boobies on the beat, but maybe Dembe could come rub âem. Everyone else has someone here to cheer them on. I got nobody.
Red: Glen, please. Listen to me.
Glen: This is psychological warfare. Donât worry, chief. Iâm gonna get you that merchandise on that truckâ
[ Whistle blows ]
Big John: Okay, weâre back.
Glen: Got to jump. Weâre back.
Red: Wait, no, Glen! Hold on. Youâre not back.
Glen: [ Growling ] I got this. Eye of the tiger.
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Dembe: You want me to call his mother, get her involved?
Red: Oh, my God, no. Talk about bad to worse. Heâs dug in like a deer tick.
Dembe: Well, Iâm not rubbing his feet.
Red: We need the names and information of every contestant with a hand on that truck, because believe me, Glenâs not going anywhere, but if, all of a sudden, he drops like a sack, one of these other clowns is gonna be driving around town in our $12 million.
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Ressler: You know how the M.E. said that Healy was killed by sound?
[ They give Cooper the earpiece they found ]
Park: We found it at Libby Bishopâs.
Cooper: A hearing aid?
Park: On the phone, I told her to put up a fight. That tells me she did.
[ Knock on door ] [ Liz enters ]
Liz: I spoke to Aram. Elodieâs husband died.
Cooper: Iâm sorry to hear that.
Ressler: Iâm not sure you should be. Is it a tragedy if youâre dating a married woman and her husband dies?
Liz: He said heâd be here as soon as he can.
Cooper: The hearing aid, what does that get us?
Ressler: Well, itâs not a what. Itâs a who. Dara Linâ The doctor who designed it. See, it was specially made not to amplify sound but to block it out.
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[ Dr Dara Linâs office ]
Dr Lin: I make these for a lot of my patients.
Park: There is a serial number on it. Can you find a name that way?
Dr Lin: You say he killed someone?
Park: And abducted someone else. If we wait on a warrant, heâll kill her, too.
Liz: You made him a hearing aid that blocks out sound. Is it really that common?
Dr Lin: When I became an ENT, it was unheard of. Now I find that my patients are as concerned by what they can hear as by what they canât.
Park: Noise pollution.
Dr Lin: The surgeon general has been warning about the health hazards for a generationâ
Anxiety, depression, dementia.
Park: Sound can cause all that?
Dr Lin: Not one sound, no. But we live in a world of continuous soundâ Low-frequency radio signals, electrical substations, server farms.
Liz: Server farms. You mean like data centers?
Dr Lin: Exactly. The noise generated by their cooling system is precisely the type of low-frequency sound which can elevate stress hormones like cortisol and adrenaline, which, over time, can lead to high blood pressure, stroke, and heart failure.
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[ At Newton Purcellâs, Libby is now in the tub. Purcell flips a switch ]
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Park: And apparently murder.
[ Dr Lin types ]
Dr Lin: Here it is. The man youâre looking for is Newton Purcell.
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Purcell: [ Laughs ] I always figured it would be Gordon or Cartwright. But I was wrong, wasnât I, Libby?
Libby: Please, whoever you areâ
Purcell: No, no, no, no, no. You had your chance to speak. Now youâre going to listen.
Libby: [ Cries ]
[ Electronic blip ] [ Electronic humming ] [ The water begins to vibrate ]
Libby: [ Screaming ] [ Cries ]
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[ Once again, Red and Dembe meet with Kleeman and Dobbs ]
Kleeman: We had an agreement.
Dobbs: You said you could get this done.
Red: And itâs getting done.
Kleeman: Clearly itâs not. Youâve already moved the timeline once. Youâre asking to move it again.
Red: Donât get you vicuña in a bunch. Take a breath. You came to me because you had no viable way to get your product into the country. This pipeline weâre testing, this concept of moving a single vehicle from the assembly line as a courier, itâs new. And itâs going to have unforeseen obstacles, which we obviously now have, which is why I asked for the extension. If thatâs a problem, weâll work around it. But rest assured, I have my top man on the job.
Kleeman: Mmm. Top man.
Red: My top man.
[ Survivorâs âȘ âEye of the Tigerâ plays ]
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[ Glen warms up for the next round ]
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Red: [ Theatrically ] A man I trust, a man with whom I share a history, a man with whom Iâd go into battle shoulder to shoulder any time, anywhere because his dedication knows no bounds. If there is a man who can get you your shipment on time, itâs my guy Glen. So you can doubt me, you can doubt my services, but do not doubt Glen.
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Glen: Eye of the tiger!
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[ Kleeman and Dobbs get in their car and leave ]
Dembe: Those were powerful words, Raymond. I wish I believed them.
Red: Yeah, well, so do I.
âȘ Rising up back on the street âȘ
Red: But they needed to be reassured. You and I, on the other hand, know the truthâ
âȘ Did my time took my chances âȘ
Red: âso please tell me you have the information on the remaining contestants.
Dembe: I do.
âȘ Went the distance Now Iâm back on my feet âȘ
Red: Good. Because we need to fix this thing before Glen bungles it more than he already has and costs us a fortune.
âȘ Itâs the eye of the tiger itâs the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
[ One by one, Glenâs competitors drop out ~ except for the pastor ]
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And heâs watching us all with the eye
Of the tiger âȘ
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[ Liz drives as Park talks on her phone ]
Park: Dr. Lin was able to use the ear piece to ID a suspect. Nameâs Newton Purcell. 38-year-old mechanical engineer. Last known address is on Pine Road in Westlake, Maryland.
Cooper: The same town where Healy and Bishop are on the city council.
Liz: And home to an Optimus facility.
Park: Agent Keen and I are on our way to Purcellâs home now.
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[ Echoing ] [ In the room with the sonic tub, Purcell talks to Libby ]
Purcell: Back when we lived in Ohio, Melody and I used to go for walks after I got home from work. Best part of my day. Peaceful, quiet.
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Liz: Dr. Lin says Purcell suffers acute auditory distress caused by the noise generated by the server farms, and heâs not alone. Apparently, thousands experience similar effects.
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Purcell: It was faint at first. At that point, they only had a handful of units online. But as time went on, the hum got louder and louder. Until one dayâ
[ Purcell slides the controls ] [ Humming intensifies ]
Libby: [ Crying ]
Purcell: âwhen I went for a walk on my own, the hum came back home with me.
Libby: Ahhh!
Purcell: I heard it all the time. I couldnât sleep. I lost my job. We sold the house, moved to Westlake. And then six months later, guess what? I found out Optimus was opening up a facility just a mile away.
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Ressler: Back in 2014, Optimus selected Westlake as the site of their next center, but construction was held up due to an environmental impact report which recommended further study of the acoustic effects of their new facility.
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Purcell: Melody said that sound knocked all the kindness out of me. I wasnât surprised when she left. Truth is, I hardly noticed.
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Park: [ Over phone ] He didnât only want to hurt Optimus. He wanted to punish the people responsible for allowing it to be built in the first place.
Ressler: Healy and Bishop.
Cooper: So Purcell knew that Optimus was paying somebody to fast track construction. He just didnât know who.
Ressler: I mean, thereâs no record of the decision, which explains why he went digging through Optimusâ corporate data. Three days after Optimus made payments to Healy and Bishop, zoning commission canceled the study. Construction started six weeks later.
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Libby: I thought I was helping, cutting through red tape. It was gonna bring jobs to the city. I-I-I didnât know. [ Crying ]
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[ Liz and Park arrive at Purcellâs house ] [ Car door closes ]
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Libby: [ Crying ]
Purcell: People think of sound pollution as a nuisanceâ An annoyance. But something tells meâ
[ He slides the controls ] Humming intensifies ]
Purcell: âwhen the world hears what happened to you, theyâll understand just how dangerous sound can be.
Libby: [ Crying ]
[ Electronic blipâš ]
Libby: [ Screaming ] Ahhh! Ahhh!
[ Humming continues ]
[ Purcell sees Liz and Park on surveillance video approaching the house. He runs from the room ]
Libby: [ Crying ] [ ScreamingâŒïž]
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[ Liz enters the house. Park finds access to the basement ]
[ Liz enters the room with the sonic tub ]
Liz: [ On phone ] Park. Park, cut the power.
[ Park finds the bank of control box and flips the switches ] [ Humming stops ]
Liz: Libby? Are you all right?
[ Libby has blood streaming from her ears, but sheâs alive ]
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[ Purcell jumps Park in the basement ] [ They fight ] [ Both grunting ]
Park: Ahhh!
[ Both grunting ]
[ At first Purcell has the upper hand, but then Park finds a cord and starts strangling him ] [ Choking ]
[ Park has almost killed Purcell when Liz comes down the stairs ]
Liz: Park! Park! Alina!
[ Park releases the cord ]
Purcell: [ Gasping ]
Park: [ Panting ]
Liz: Newton Purcell, youâre under arrest for the murder of Ryan Healy.
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[ The car dealership ] [ Whistle blows ]
Big John: Okay, folks. That concludes hour 64. Take a break to rest and use the facilities.
Glen: [ Groans ]
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[ Restroom stall door opens, water running ]
Red: Looking good out there, Father. A little too good, maybe.
Pastor Ritzen: Excuse me?
Red: Well, you got the big fella. But the little guy, the sweatband, track suit, and terrible feet, whoâs he got? It doesnât seem like a fair fight, does it?
Pastor Ritzen: The Lord works in mysterious ways.
Red: Yes, but thereâs nothing mysterious about the pain Glen is inâ Sciatica, herniated disc, hemorrhoids. But the real pain is, the guyâs a natural-born loser. He has never won anything, and heâs got his heart set on that truck. Youâve won, what? Twice? Well, you of all people would know, if he could come away a winner, [ Gasps ] it would be the answer to all his prayers.
Pastor Ritzen: Itâs because Iâve won twice that I know salvation doesnât come with being the last man standing. It comes from doing your best, which Iâm sure your friend will realize when he comes in second.
[ Pastor Ritzen starts to leave )
Red: Have you driven a Mercedes? How about a Mercedes? Surely, you can find salvation in German engineering.
Pastor Ritzen: Are you offering me a bribe?
Red: Consider it tithing.
Pastor Ritzen: I need to get back.
Red: Iâm a sedan man, myself. The S-Class is heavenly. But perhaps youâd be more comfortable in a G wagon. Or, hey, what about an SL Roadster? You and the missus out on the open road, feeling the wind in your pulpit gown?
Pastor Ritzen: Have you seen the Maybach?
Red: Ah, with the executive rear seats, the massage function.
Pastor Ritzen: And the calf rests and the pull-down tables.
Red: For your wafers and wife.
Pastor Ritzen: Let me pray on it.
Red: [ Calling after him ] Or perhaps a Sprinter for the flock.
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[ Liz and Park interrogate Newton Purcell ]
Liz: We know about the hum.
Park: Is that why you killed Healy and abducted Bishop? Because you blame them for it, for causing the hum?
Purcell: Have you ever seen the stars?
Liz: The stars?
Purcell: Not one or two. Not the North Star or a dot in Orionâs belt. Iâm talking about Pegasus, Leo, the constellations, the Milky Way, the heavens. We canât see them anymore. Light pollution has blocked our view of Heaven, and no one cares.
Park: Letâs talk about Ryan Healy.
Purcell: And what did God create in Heaven? Wind whistling in the trees, waves crashing on beaches, the love song of the nightingale and the lark. And we canât hear them anymore. Sound pollution has drowned out Godâs music, and no one cares.
Liz: Is that why you killed Healy? Because you care?
Purcell: I killed him because I want the hum to stop. And because I know it never will.
[ Liz taps Parkâs shoulder and they leave ]
[ Door opens, closes ]
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[ In the corridor ]
Park: Iâll reach out to Main Justice, tell them we have a confession.
Liz: Hopefully, they wonât think we beat it out of him.
Park: He attacked me.
Liz: Which put you into survival mode. I get it. But you crossed the line.
Park: From what Iâve seen, I didnât think this task force had a line.
Liz: Itâs blurry at times, but itâs there.
Park: You shot the Attorney General.
Liz: Which is why I get itâ What you did to Purcell, what happened in Anchorage. Itâs also why I understand that whatever it is that sets you off, you need to deal with it.
[ Jenn Grantâs âȘ âGreen Grows the Lilacâ (Eye of the Tiger) plays ]
âȘ Rising up, back on the street
Did my time took my chances âȘ
Park: You can see the Milky Way in Alaska and hear the wind in the trees. I donât miss it.
âȘ Went the distance Now Iâm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive âȘ
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[ Aram attends a wake at Elodieâs home for her deceased husband Charles ] [ Elodie is seated, talking to visitors. Aram stands a few feel a way ]
Estate Attorney: You must be a friend of Elodieâs.
Aram: Uh, I am. So sorry. Aram Mojtabai. Uh, we met, uh, after Charlesâ accident.
âȘ So many times âȘ
Aram: I know she was devoted to him.
âȘ It happens too fast âȘ
[ Aramâs cell phone ringing ]
âȘ You trade your passion âȘ
Aram: So sorry. Uh, would you excuse me oneâ
âȘ For glory âȘ
Aram: Thank you.
âȘ Donât lose your grip âȘ
[ Aram walks down a staircase to take the call away from the others ]
[ Aramâs cell beeps ]
Aram: Agent Keen, is everything okay?
âȘ On the dreams of the past âȘ
Liz: Fine. The case is over. Itâs all good. Iâm just checking in with you. Howâs Elodie?
âȘ You must fight Just to keep them alive âȘ
Aram: Sheâs, umâ Sheâs holding it together.
âȘ Itâs the eye of the tiger âȘ
Liz: And how are you?
Aram: Shockingly calm.
âȘ Itâs the thrill of the fight âȘ
Aram: When I got to the hospital, before we knew that, uh, Charles had passed, we, umâ I took your advice and stopped thinking. And the minute I did, everything just clicked into place.
Liz: Iâm so glad to hear that.
Aram: I realized thatâs why I like her so much.
âȘ And heâs watching us all âȘ
Aram: She doesnât think. Sheâ She feels.
âȘ With the eye âȘ
Aram: She lives in the moment, and she stays there.
âȘ Of the tiger âȘ
Aram: Not just when itâs easy, but when itâs hard.
[ Aram walks to a desk. There is a photo of Elodie and Charles. He picks it up ]
Aram: Likeâ Like with Charles. She didnât stay with him out of guilt or obligation. She stayed with him because itâs the right thing â
âȘ Face to face âȘ
[ Underneath the photo is a memorial program for Charles. Aram picks it up. Underneath that is a prenuptial agreement ]
Liz: Aram? Are you still there?
âȘ Out in the heat âȘ
Aram: I have to call you back.
âȘ Hanginâ tough âȘ
[ Cell phone beeps ] [ Aram turns several pages and finds: âIn the event of divorce ELODIE RADCLIFFE receives no assets or alimony. ⊠If CHARLES RADCLIFFE pre-deceases ELODIE ⊠she shall receive ten million from his estate.â ]
âȘ Stayinâ hungry
They stack the odds till we take to the street
For we kill with the skill to surviveâȘ Itâs the eye of the tiger
Itâs the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival âȘ
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[ Red and Dembe meet with Kleeman and Dobbs ]
Kleeman: This is inexcusable. This whole thing was a mistake.
Red: Heâll be here.
Kleeman: Do you see him? Do you see the truck? Do you have any idea how much that shipment is worth? Over $12 million. And now, because of your guyâ
âȘ And heâs watching us all With the eye âȘ
[ Engine revs, horn honks ] [ Glen pulls in driving the truck ]
Red: [ Laughs ] Well, Iâll be your huckleberry. Look who showed up!
âȘ Of the tiger âȘ
[ Engine revs ]
Red: And with two minutes to spare, no less. [ Laughs ] What a man. What a truck! [ Claps ]
[ Engine shuts off ] [ Glen gets out, still wearing his sweats â plus a garland ]
Glen: Whew! [ Groans ] Sorry Iâm late, fellas. [ Groans ] Few of the boys at the dealership insisted on photographs.
Red: [ Chuckles ] As I said, never doubt my man Glen. I have to admit I was starting to doubt you, Glen.
Glen: Never doubt the Jellybean.
[ Truck door opens ]
Glen: The shipment, tritium, uh, what is it, anyway?
Red: Tritium is an extremely rare and radioactive isotope of hydrogen.
[ Dembe accepts the cash payment in two briefcases ]
Glen: Sounds kind of serious.
Red: It is.
Glen: You got that stuff in the gas tank?
[ Workers begin cutting into the vehicle with âĄïžblow torchesâĄïž ]
Red: Not in the tank, Glen. The vehicle. Tritium is a gas that can be safely stored as a metal hydride. In this case, as truck parts. Which parts, I have no idea. Theâ I have no idea. Itâs, you know, like Goldfinger.
Glen: So, who are these chowderheads?
Red: I suspect theyâre CIA. Tritium is an important component in nuclear warheads and has to be replaced frequently because of its short half-life. In any case, that doesnât matter. You got the job done.
Glen: Yeah. [ Chuckles ] Soâ [ Clears throat ] What about my truck? Know what? It donât matter. What matters is I wanted to prove to you I could do this â on my own. I wanted you to know I could get the job done without your help and that you didnât need to intervene. I wanted to go the distance. Thatâs all that matters to me. Your faith, not some vehicle.
[ Engine revving ] [ Dembe drives up in a red Mercedes sportster ] [ Car door opens ]
Glen: Whoa. The hellâs that?
Red: That, Glen, is your payment.
Glen: [ Gasps ] [ Growling ]
[ Survivorâs âȘ âEye of the Tigerâ plays ]
Glen: My man, R-squared, taking care of his own! Yessiree! Donât mind if I do. And, hey, uh, boss, donât forget. You know who you can count on next time you get yourself in a pinch. Eye of the tiger, baby! Eye-o-the-tiger!
âȘ The eye of the tiger âȘ
[ Engine starts, revs ] [ Tires squeal ] [ Glen drives off ] [ The license plate reads âID-ZERVâ ]
âȘ The eye of the tiger âȘ
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[ Rain falls, thunder rumbles ] [ Owl hoots ]
[ Liz is sitting alone in her car ]
[ Cell phone vibrates. She gets a text: âUnlock the door. Donât turn aroundâ ]
[ Car doors unlock, car door opens ] [ A black woman, Lizâs new P.I. (private investigator) gets in ]
P.I.: Flip down the rearview.
Liz: Moneyâs in the backpack. And information on the target.
[ The P.I. opens Lizâs folder on Ilya Koslov ]
P.I.: Handsome. You want to kiss him or kill him?
Liz: I want him found.
P.I.: Donât call me. Iâll call you.
[ She gets out ] [ Car door closes ]
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â« Eye of the Tiger
By SurvivorâȘ Rising up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now Iâm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to surviveâȘ So many times it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Donât lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them aliveâȘ Itâs the eye of the tiger
Itâs the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And heâs watching us all with the eye of the tigerâȘ Face to face, out in the heat
Hanging tough, staying hungry
They stack the odds still we take to the street
For the kill with the skill to surviveâȘ Itâs the eye of the tiger
Itâs the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And heâs watching us all with the eye of the tigerâȘ Rising up, straight to the top
Had the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now Iâm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to surviveâȘ Itâs the eye of the tiger
Itâs the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And heâs watching us all with the eye of the tigerâȘ The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tigerLyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2x1vj8d
YouTube: https://youtu.be/S-LO6dctBms
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â« Green Grows the Lilac (Eye of the Tiger)
By Jenn GrantâȘ Rising up, back on the street,
Did my time, took my chances.
Went the distance,
Now Iâm back on my feet.
Just a man and his will to survive.âȘ So many times, it happens too fast,
You trade your passion for glory.
Donât lose your grip on the dreams of the past,
You must fight just to keep them alive.âȘ Itâs the eye of the tiger,
Itâs the thrill of the fight.
Rising up to the challenge of our rival.
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And heâs watching us all with the eye of a tiger.âȘ Face to face, out in the heat,
Hanging tough, stayinâ hungry.
They stack the odds
Still we take to the street,
For we kill with the skill to survive.âȘ Itâs the eye of the tiger,
Itâs the thrill of the fight.
Rising up to the challenge of our rival.
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And heâs watching us all with the eye of a tiger.âȘ Rising up, straight to the top,
Had the guts, got the glory.
Went the distance,
Now Iâm not gonna stop,
Just a man and his will to survive.âȘ Itâs the eye of the tiger,
Itâs the thrill of the fight.
Rising up to the challenge of our rival.
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And heâs watching us all with the eye of a tiger.âȘ The eye of a tiger
Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2x1VImm
YouTube: https://youtu.be/TTD9GFLJJNA
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Program air date: 4/10/2020 in the US
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Directed by: Victor Nelli Jr
Written by: Daniel Cerone
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Written by: Daniel Cerone
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Brief (Where weâre at): Red had to bail out his ever-unreliable tracker Glen Carter after Glen messed up the order for a black market tritium-enriched vehicle worth $12M. The truck ended up being the prize in a contest pitting Glen against the two time winner, Pastor Ritzen. Unbeknownst to Glen, with whom Red has âa historyâ and an odd co-dependence, Red was able to buy off the good pastor with a Mercedes. With another Mercedes (a snazzy sportster) given to Glen as a reward for his âwin,â the product placement value must have beenđ°pricelessđ°
Meanwhile, Aramâs relationship with the thrill-seeking Elodie Radcliffe took a turned when Elodieâs husband Charles died. He had been paralyzed for months and unable to speak after being selected as the unlucky one at a gathering of risk-takers at a venue called Les Fleurs du Mal, hosted by one Thelonius Prackett [Episode 7:3, Blacklister #151]. Elodie and Aram had been having an affair under the shadow of Charlesâs condition and Aram wants children. But, during the wake for Charles, Aram discovered the papers for a pre-nuptial agreement. Elodie had told Aram there wasnât one. Now he knows she will inherit $12M under the agreement and wonders why she lied to him.
Liz has not given up her determination to learning about Redâs past. After an FBI Contact in the Hoover Building came up short, he gave her the name of an private investigator. Liz had to dig out cash for payment from Tomâs wooden âgo boxâ â the one carved with the mysterious sign resembling the scar on Lizâs wrist â for the cash for payment. She met up with the P.I. and gave her the cash and a folder on Ilya Koslov, the former KGB operative whose history with both Red and Lizâs mother ~ the infamous former KGB spy Katarina Rostova ~ stretches back to the Cold War. Liz knows that Katarina, though in hiding, is still alive after having staged her own assassination to deceive Red and put him and others hunting her at bay.
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[ Red and Dembe are driving a Range Rover along a highway on the southern coast of Alaska ]
Red: How long has it been since we lost contact with the driver?
Dembe: 18 hours. Any chance we will find the cargo intact?
Red: That would take incredible luck. And the only time I have ever been lucky in Alaska was when I was bumped from behind at an ice bar in Fairbanks. I stumbled into the arms of a lovely Nordic princess. Literally, she was a princess in Norway. We flew straight to her castle outside Bergen and watched the Northern Lights till dawn. Otherwise, Alaskaâs shown me all the mercy of a Greek tragedy.
[ The locator on the GPS device is beeping ]
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[ The vehicle pulls over and they get out ]
Dembe: Strange. According to the tracker, we should be right on top of the containers.
[ They look around and see nothing. They are next to a body of water. Red scans the forested area then looks at the water. Beneath the surface are the outlines of several submerged semi-trailer trucks ]
Red: Looks like itâs time to cue the Greek chorus, Dembe.
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[ Red is in a commercial-style kitchen preparing salmon. Aram has come to see him ]
Aram: Elodie lied about not having a prenup. And now that her husbandâs dead, she stands to inherit millions.
Red: The way you described her husbandâs condition, it sounds more like a mercy killing.
Aram: Maybe, but he didnât have a medical directive, and she couldnât have know what was going on inside of his head.
Red: You mean like dreams and memories. Maybe even a deep and abiding love for his betrothed.
Aram: Exactly.
Red: A love so deep that he would have preferred that Elodie end his life so that she could move on with hers. If only he had the power to tell her.
Aram: No. Wait. Wait, what?
Red: How can I help you, Aram?
Aram: I want to know if Elodie killed her husband. If she did, I have to arrest her. Iâm definitelyâ Iâm definitely breaking up with her. But I donât really know yet, But I need to know, you know?
[ Liz enters ]
Liz: Need to know what?
Aram: Oh, umâ whether Elodie killed her husband.
Liz: And you want Reddingtonâs help?
Red: Get a blood sample from the body before itâs buried, and Iâll have it tested, no questions asked.
Liz: Or â crazy ideaâ you could let the police investigate.
Aram: I should go and let the two of you do whatever it is you two do.
Red: Do you know why Iâm preparing this salmon?
Aram: If this is about your libido, Iâmâ Iâm good.
Liz: W-Where are we? Why are we here?
Red: Itâs for a celebratory meal when the case is solved.
Liz: And what case is that?
Red: Iâve been robbed. Trucks of mine have been stolen. Precious cargo has gone missing.
Liz: You want us to find your trucks.
Red: I found the trucks. Sunk in a lake in the Alaska Triangle.
Aram: Wait, the Triangleâs real?
Red: I donât want you to find my trucks. I want you to solve one of lifeâs great mysteries.
Liz: The Alaska Triangle.
Aram: A place where some people go and never return. Supposedly 16,000 in the last 50 years.
Liz: [ Scoffs ] Okay. That canât be true.
Red: The question isnât whether theyâve disappeared. Itâs why. Find the people who stole my trucks and you may get the answer.
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[ The Post Office ] [ Liz and Aram brief the task force ]
Aram: This is former U.S. House Majority Leader Hale Boggs. Now, in 1972, his twin-engine Cessna vanished somewhere between Juneau and Anchorage. The nationâs largest search-and-rescue mission was mounted. The Coast Guard, Civil Air Patrol, the Navy. All scoured the area for months, but no trace of Boggsâ plane was ever found.
Liz: He was lost in a section of the state known as the Alaska Triangle.
Ressler: Like the Bermuda Triangle?
Agent Park: Yes, only real.
Liz: Whatâs real about it is that an unusually large number of people do seem to disappear there.
Cooper: And this connects to Reddington how?
Liz: Four months ago, he lost a shipment in the triangle. He attached a GPS tracker to the next one and found it here.
[ Liz brings up a photo of the submerged trucks on a laptop ]
Ressler: And he thinks whoever put it there may be behind the Alaska Triangle myth.
Cooper: What was on the truck?
Liz: He wouldnât say, but some of it has apparently shown up in Italy. Heâs on his way to find out how.
Ressler: What about the drivers?
Aram: Mr. Reddington thinks they went down with the shipment.
Cooper: Do we have any leads?
Aram: The container numbers. Theyâre marked on the roof for the benefit of crane operators, so I was able to pull them from the photos.
[ Resslerâs phone vibrates. A text says âTrouble.â He clicks it off ]
Ressler: Based on those numbers, do we know where the cargo was coming from?
Park: Each truck was carrying cargo offloaded in the Port of Anchorage. Dispatching, routing, tracking, transpoâ itâs all coordinated by the port manager.
Cooper: Iâve heard enough. Ressler, Keen, I want you two to interview the port manager. Park, I want you to set up a liaison with your old field office.
Park: I donât think thatâs a good idea.
Cooper: Oh, and why not?
Park: Iâm not real popular in Anchorage.
Cooper: Itâs a good thing itâs not a popularity contest.
[ Cooper leaves, as do Liz and Park ]
[ Resslerâs cellphone vibrating ]
Aram: Someone really wants to talk to you.
Ressler: My brother.
Aram: Oh, you never talk about your brother.
Ressler: Exactly.
[ Cellphone beeps off ]
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[ FBI field office in Anchorage ] [ Indistinct conversations ] [ Agent Park walks by cubicles of people working. Several glare at her ]
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[ Knock on door of field office lead officer Connor ]
Connor: Come in.
[ Agent Park enters. Connor scowls ]
Connor: You and I had an agreement.
Park: Iâm here on a case.
Connor: Our agreement was you wouldnât be here at all.
Park: I was sent here by Assistant Director Harold Cooper. This is his authorization.
[ Connor looks at the papers Park brought ]
Connor: Computer access. Liaison. Underwater search and rescue.
Park: To recover three semi-trucks.
Connor: Semi-trucks. Under water.
Park: Iâm not here to look for him.
Connor: You better not be, because I wonât protect you if you do. Not again.
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[ An pick-up truck with a back camper drives into a remote encampment ] [ Twamie Ullulaq, a Native American, gets out of the vehicle ]
Wyatt: There was a problem with the shipment. Thereâs something we didnât expect to find with the cargo.
[ Wyatt walks with Ullulaq to a metal building and opens the door. A man is huddled on the floor ]
Edward Lussier: [ Shivering, breathing shakily ]
Ullulaq: I wonder how much youâre worth.
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[ Anchorage ] [ Liz is riding with Ressler ]
Ressler: Thatâs the reason why Aram wants to draw blood? To see if Elodie poisoned her husband?
Liz: Itâs why Reddington wants him to. I think he should tell the police.
[ Cellphone vibrating. A text says âTroubleâ ]
Liz: Thatâs why your phoneâs been blowing up. Robby. Whatâs he done this time?
Ressler: Donât know, and I donât want to know.
Liz: You canât just ignore him. Heâs family.
Ressler: Watch me. [ Beep ]
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[ Lizâs cellphone ringing ]
Liz: Park?
Park: [ On phone ] I pulled the port records. It appears the same shift manager was on duty when the cargo for all three stolen trucks was offloaded. Nameâs Maxwell Barrett.
Ressler: All right, weâre on our way to the port now.
Park: Heâs not at the port. Heâs off today. Heâs got a place in Wasilla. 3250 Sun Ridge Road.
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[ Maxwell Barrettâs roughshod cabin in Wasilla ]
Barrett: I know whatâs inside all them containers.
Ressler: Four of those containers are currently sitting at the bottom of a lake.
Barrett: I talked to the police, and Iâll tell you what I told them. [ Laughs ] Accidents happen.
Ressler: Oh, this was no accident. The cargoâs missing, along with the drivers.
Liz: Those trucks have only one thing in commonâ you cleared them through the port.
Barrett: You two think I took them trucks? [ Laughs ] Why? To pay for my millionaire mountain chalet? [ Laughing ] [ Coughing, wheezing ]
[ Barrett gets up and stumbles away, coughing ]
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Ressler: This is a waste of time.
Liz: I donât know. I donât like it.
Ressler: The old man can barely walk. I mean, itâs not like heâs John Dillingerâ
[ Door opens ] [ Barrett reappears from a back room đ„blasting with a shotgunđ„ ]
[ đ„đ„ Gunfight đ„đ„đ„đ„ ] [ Barrett falls dead against a cabinet, slides to the floor ]
[ Liz checks out the room Barrett came out of ] [ Beeping ] [ It has multiple active computer screens ]
Liz: Ressler, check this out.
Ressler: Iâll call Park, get a forensics team up here. Maybe they can figure out who this guyâs been communicating with.
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[ Aram is in a parked car ]
Aram: [ To himself, as he rolls a syringe between his fingers ] She is kind and nice. Heâs in a better place. And Iâ Iâm a total diphthong.
[ Door shuts ] [ Aramâs girlfriend, Elodie, descends steps of a walk-up, along with a man with a cane and a noticeable limp. They shake hands ] [ When the man leaves, Aram gets out of his car and calls to Elodie ]
Aram: Hey, hey. [ Chuckles ] Uh, you want a ride? I, uh, figured you wouldnât want to do this alone.
[ Elodie smiles and walks toward him ]
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[ A funeral home ] [ Classical music playing ]
Aram: The guy outside your place, he, umâ he looked so familiar.
Elodie: He was a friend of Charles. He had so many, and they all feel awful.
Aram: Of course. They, umâ They lost a friend.
Elodie: All I feel is relief. For him because heâs finally at peace and for me because I get to move on with my life. With our life. [ She takes Aramâs hand ]
Aram: Picking a casket is a big decision, so while I, uh, hunt for a bathroom, you take your time. Charles is gonna have to live with your choice for, like, ever.
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[ Aram leaves and finds another room. Inside are two bodies covered in sheets. He lifts the sheet from the face of the first corpse. Itâs a woman ]
Aram: Oh. Sorry about that. Sorry.
[ The second corpse is, indeed, Charles ]
Aram: Charles. My, uh, deepest sympathies. I, uhâ I know this is super awkward. [ Zipper zips ] But I think this might be in your best interest. Quick stick. Oh, God. Oh.
[ Aram draws the blood ]
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[ Aram leaves the room and calls Red ]
Aram: I got it. I got the goods.
Red: [ On phone ] What goods are those, Aram?
Aram: The sample, the blood sample. I have it.
Red: Yes, of course. Iâll arrange pickup with the lab tech for tonight. The bike path in Fort Slocum park. Midnight.
Aram: A bike path.
Red: At any rate, itâs not much of a bike path. If you want a real cycling adventure, you should look into the Cowboy Trail, a defunct stretch of rail lineâ
[ Elodie appears ]
Elodie: Aram?
Aram: [ To Red, low voice ] Fort Slocum. Midnight. Got to go. Got to go. Thanks. [ Hangs up ]
Elodie: Hey.
Aram: Hey.
Elodie: Everything okay?
Aram: Yeah. Sorry. Everythingâsâ Everythingâs fine. Did you, uhâ Did you find a casket?
Elodie: I did care about him, you know. I know it doesnât always seem like it because, well, you make me so happy. But, anyway, yes, and Iâm glad you made me take the time to do it. Charles deserved that.
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[ Connorâs office ]
Connor: We made a copy of the hard disks from Maxwell Barrettâs cabin. We were able to trace one of the downloads.
Park: What are TEU values?
Connor: Itâs the insured value of each cargo container. The highest one on the list there is over $14 million in German pharmaceuticals.
Liz: Could be the next target.
Ressler: Iâll contact the carrier.
Connor: How were you able to locate the missing trucks in the first place?
Park: We canât tell you that.
Connor: I wasnât asking you.
Ressler: Look, weâre just here to do a job and go home. Is that gonna be a problem?
Connor: Thatâs up to Alina.
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[ Twamie Ullulaq sits on a chair in the metal shed where Edward Lussier is huddled on the floor, shivering ]
Ullulaq: You getting chilly yet? You think you might want to start talking in exchange for some clothes?
Lussier: I-I t-told you what I know.
Ullulaq: Edward Lussier. Night security at Prudhoe Bay. But what you didnât tell me is why you were all trussed up in the back of a trailer full of smuggled goods.
Lussier: I was t-taken. M-M-Middle of the night. Please, I-I donât know whyâ
Ullulaq: Well, youâre worth something to somebody, and you better figure out what before you freeze to death.
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[ Connorâs office ]
Park: If we want to find them, the pharmaceuticals may be an opportunity.
Ressler: An opportunity how?
Park: What if we let the shipment go as scheduled. Allow them to steal it.
Liz: You want to catch them in the act.
Connor: Weâre the FBI. Weâre supposed to stop crimes, not facilitate them.
Ressler: That being said, uh, what exactly are you suggesting?
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[ The metal shed ]
Wyatt: That 40-foot of pharmaceuticals is offloaded. Should be on the road within two hours.
Ullulaq: [ To Lussier ] Iâm gonna give you some alone time so you can reflect on your self worth.
[ Ullulaq leaves ] [ Lussier rushes to the door and calls through the metal grating ]
Lussier: Wait! I-I told you everything I know! Please, y-y-you canât leave me in here! Iâm gonnaâ Iâm gonna freeze to death! [ Banging ]
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[ Milan, Italy. A perfumery ]
Red: Buongiorno!
Rossi: Don Reddington!
Red: Signore Rossi.
[ Cheek kisses ] [ Both chuckle ]
Red: Look at you. Oh, how are you, friend?
Rossi: Living la dolce vita. And what brings you to my little corner of paradise?
Red: My nose, of course.
Rossi: Oh, of course.
Red: Word has it youâve formulated a new fragrance with musky depth and a passionate animalic note.
Rossi: Ah. You are referring to the Rossi Grande Estratto No. 1. Questo.
Red: Oh, dio mio.
Rossi: Uh-huh.
Red: Oh. So warm on the top. Honey-like.
Rossi: Yes.
Red: With a lustful, almost bottomless bottom. Is that ambergris?
Rossi: Wow! You have very refined senses.
Red: I find ambergris to be an absolute marvel.
Rossi: Mm-hmm.
Red: Digestive juices of the sperm whale â powerful enough to break down squid beaks and fish bones until the glorious beast excretes the waxy mass into the ocean. Whale vomit â worth more than its weight in gold.
Rossi: [ Laughs ] Itâs true. Ambergris is very difficult to come by these days.
Red: And yet you managed to find some.
Rossi: I was contacted by a private party in Alaska.
Red: A private party in Alaska just stole a shipment of ambergris from me, worth about $3 million.
Rossi: Oh, thatâs terrible.
Red: Mm. Whoâs your supplier?
Rossi: Raymond, you know I cannot divulge my suppliers. Ambergris is illegal in many countries.
Red: I understand. You have to protect your supply chain to maintain the high quality of your fine merchandise. Such as this extraordinary item.
[ Red picks up a vial of perfume ]
Red: Quanto costa?
Rossi: 6,800.
Red: Ah. That must be a heavenly scent.
[ Red drops the vial. It âĄïžshattersâĄïž]
Red: [ Inhales ] Mmm. White birch?
Dembe: Mmm. I smell clove.
Red: Yes.
Dembe: And oakmoss.
Red: Oakmoss.
[ Dembe points to another vial ]
Dembe: This one is pretty.
Rossi: Okay, okay, okay, okay. You win. Iâll give you the name. Iâll give you the name. Grazie. Please, no more.
Red: Write down the relevant details and, please, gift wrap one bottle of Rossi No. 1.
Rossi: Sure. Si.
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[ Fort Slocum Park at midnight ] [ Aram looks around nervously. An Hasidic Jew on a bike approaches. A basket on the front on the bike says âHelp Jewish Orphansâ in English and Hebrew ] [ Bike bell dingsâš ] [ Brakes squeal ]
Aram: You, uhâ You want me to put the item inâ in the basket?
[ Bike bell dingsâš ] [ Aram puts the sample of Charles Radcliffeâs blood in the basket ] [ The bike leaves ]
Aram: [ Calling after ] Do I, umâ Do I get a receipt orâ anything? No? Shalom.
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[ A man with a cane walks by with a woman ]
Flashback:
[ At Les Fleurs du Mal, Aram points his gun at the crowd of participants ]
Aram: Everybody on the ground. Nobody move.
[ Aram notices a man crouching among the group ]
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Flashback:
[ Aram sees the same man limping down the steps of the walk-up to greet Elodie, prior to their visit to the funeral home ]
[ Aram makes a call ] [ Cellphone beeping ]
Aram: Records division? Yeah, this is Special Agent Aram Mojtabai. Iâd like to request the case file for Thelonious Prackett. Yeah, with a âP.â
[ Thelonius Prackett, now in prison, was the owner/host of Les Fleurs du Mal, the event venue in which risk-takers gathered and one was chosen to undertake a nearly impossible-to-survive challenge. Charlesâs paralysis was the result of one such challenge ]
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[ An Alaskan highway ] [ Agent Alina Park drives a semi. Some distance behind are Ressler and Liz in an SUV ]
Liz: [ On phone to Park ] Youâre like an ice-road trucker.
Park: Got to be if you live up here long enough. Even if your toes can barely reach the pedals.
Ressler: 10 hours on the road, we havenât seen one sign of a suspicious vehicle.
Liz: GPS says youâre still inside the triangle.
Park: Theyâll take the bait. Itâs possible the hijack crew was tipped off that I was driving.
Ressler: More than likely they got word that we shot their inside man.
Liz: You shot their inside man.
Ressler: Yeah, but I saved your butt.
Park: Hey, guys, hold up. Iâve got something here. Accident blocking the road.
Ressler: All right, here we go. Keep this line open. Weâre two minutes out and closing.
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[ Park stops the truck. A Burly Man walks over ]
Park: Everyone okay?
Burly Man: We got an airlift en route from Bartlett. We can try and guide you clear, but we canât move those vehicles.
Park: Yeah. That would be great.
Burly Man: Letâs try and squeeze you through.
[ Men remove debris from the highway. The Burly Man waves Park through ]
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Park: [ On comms ] Iâm clear.
Liz: What do you mean youâre clear? They let you through?
Ressler: You sure theyâre not tailing you?
Park: No. I think the accident was justâ an accident. I just passed a sign for a weigh station a few miles up the road. Iâll wait there, and we can regroup.
Ressler: Copy that.
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[ Helicopter blades whirring ] [ The Burly Man waves Ressler and Liz over ] [ A man sits on a tire in the middle of the road, being attended to ]
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[ Park pulls into the weigh station ]
Park: Hello? Hello?
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[ Ressler gets out of the SUV. A helicopter flies overhead ]
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[ The weigh station ]
Park: [ Calls out ] Hello?
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[ The helicopter medics attend to the man sitting on the tire ]
[ Liz gets in the SUV ]
Liz: [ On comms ] Hey, Park, medics are on-site. Weâre just waiting to see if they need any assistance before we head your way. Park, do you copy?
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[ Parkâs earpiece lies in the snow ]
Lizâs voice on the earpiece: Alina? Alina, can you hear me? Are you there? Park, do you copy? Park?
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[ At the encampment, men bring Park, blindfolded, to Twamie Ullulaq ]
Leander: Found a GPS tracker hidden in the truck. We had to dump it. And we found her.
[ He hands Parkâs IDs to Ullulaq ] [ Crow caws ]
Leander: What do you want to do with her?
[ Ullulaq nods toward the metal shed ] [ Leander forces her into the shed ]
Park: [ Grunting ]
[ Leander takes off Parkâs blindfold and slamsâĄïžthe door shut ]
Lussier: [ Shivering ]
Park: No, no. Itâs okay. Iâm not with them. Iâ
[ She sees how thinly dressed and cold Lussier is ]
Park: Here. Take this.
[ Park takes off her thick down coat and gives it to Lussier ]
Park: Where are we?
Lussier: Weâre gonna d-die here. [ Shivering ]
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Park: Iâd say weâre in the foothills of the Chugach range. If we got out and found a trailhead, I think I can get us to an access road.
Lussier: You live here?
Park: I did. Swore Iâd never come back.
Lussier: Then why did you?
Park: What were you hauling when they hijacked you?
Lussier: Hauling? I was being hauled. You know, I-I-I got abducted, thrown in the back of a truck, and then that truck got hijacked.
Park: And you donât know why?
Lussier: Lady, Iâm a nobody. Why would anyone want to abduct me?
Park: [ Exhales deeply ]
[ Lussier gives Park her coat back ]
Lussier: Here. Weâll take turns. Why did you? Come back?
Park: To catch the hijackers. Iâm an FBI agent. My nameâs Alina Park. Whatâs your name?
Lussier: Me? I told you. Iâm nobody.
Park: Well, Mr. Nobody, Iâll let you in on a little secret. I died once in Alaska. I didnât come back to do it again.
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[ Liz and Ressler are at the weigh station ]
Ressler: [ On phone ] She was taken from a weigh station.
Liz: Itâs isolated. No surveillance. Target vehicle approaches, gets waived out of line and hijacked, the GPS gets pulled, and no oneâs the wiser.
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[ The Post Office ] [ Aram walks over to Cooper ]
Aram: That was Mr. Reddington. I, uh, patched him through to the call and told him about Agent Park.
Cooper: This just came for you. Case files on Les Fleurs du Mal.
Liz: Donât tell me you listened to Reddington. I told you to have the police look into it.
Cooper: Into what?
Aram: Nothing as important as finding Agent Park. Mr. Reddington.
Red: Speaking.
Cooper: Keen and Ressler are coordinating with state and local authorities. They have roadblocks in place and aerial surveillance.
Red: Twamie Ullulaq.
Liz: Who?
Red: The stolen cargo I traced in Milan, Twamie took it.
Cooper: Do you know where he is?
Red: I do not.
But someone in your government does. They created him. Twamie Ullulaq is a native Alaskan who the U.S. military armed and trained in counterterrorism.
Ressler: The army doesnât train civilians.
Red: They did during the Cold War, didnât they, Harold? Go on. Tell the kids about Operation Washtub
[ ~ Wikipedia ]
Cooper: During the Cold War, the Pentagon worried that they couldnât defend Alaska, so it rounded up locals â hunters, bush pilots â and trained them in counterinsurgency against a Red Invasion. They volunteered in exchange for land and a promise that housing would be built. Schools.
Red: And when the Red Scare ended, so did that commitment. Imagine that. Your government breaking its promise to indigenous people.
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[ The metal shed ]
Ullulaq: How much does the FBI know?
Lussier: I-Iâm not an agent. We donât know each other.
Ullulaq: You expect me to believe you two being here is a coincidence.
Park: Yes. Because it is.
Ullulaq: Thereâs no coincidences here.
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[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: The land they were given, find it. Just because nothing was ever built on it doesnât mean theyâre still not there, and it doesnât mean sheâs not there. And if she is, weâre gonna find her.
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[ Twamie Ullulaq points his shotgun at Park ]
Ullulaq: How much do you know about us?!
Park: Why would I tell you that?
Ullulaq: âCause if you donât, Iâll kill him.
[ He shifts his aim to Lussier ]
Lussier: N-No, no, no! Donât! Please! No. Donât!
Wyatt: [ Through the door ] Twamie, we got a problem.
Ullulaq: Weâll continue this.
[ Door closes ]
Park: [ Sighs ]
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Wyatt: Twamie, Old Macâs dead. The FBI gunned him down inside his cabin.
Ullulaq: Just a matter of time before they find this camp. Pack it up! Weâre pulling stakes!
â You heard him.
Ullulaq: Come on, guys. Come on!
â Move it! Letâs go.
â Come on! Right now.
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[ Aram buzzes the door of an apartment ] [ Buzzing ] [ Door opens ]
Aram: Wilbur Eaton? Special Agent Aram Mojtabai. FBI.
Wilbur Eaton: If this is about Prackett, I made a deal. Got immunity for testifying against him.
Aram: I read the testimony. I know what you did for Prackett. You made the torture chambers that killed or disabled anyone who was put in them, including Charles Radcliffe. And yet, you were at his widowâs house yesterday.
Eaton: To offer my condolences.
Aram: For the death of a man you almost killed.
Eaton: What can I say? Iâm soft that way.
Aram: Your immunity agreement required full disclosure about any and all crimes involved in Prackettâs ventures. If you fail to disclose one, the deal will be torn up, and you will go to prison. Why were you really at her house?
Eaton: Because now she can pay me what she owes.
Aram: Because of the prenup. Wait. Wait, why does she owe you money?
Eaton: I remember you. From The Defiance.
Aram: What did you do for her?
Eaton: [ Chuckles quietly ] You donât want to know.
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[ The metal shed ]
Lussier: You were gonna let him kill me.
Park: He was bluffing.
Lussier: He was right about coincidences. They donât happen here. You need to have a purpose to come here. I know yours was to kill me.
[ Door opens. Wyatt enters pointing a gun and throws handcuffs to Park and Lussier ]
Wyatt: Put them on.
Park: Or what? Youâre gonna shoot us? You want us to wear these, youâre gonna have to put them on us yourself.
Wyatt: Youâre too feisty for your own good. Anyone ever tell you that?
[ He tries to put the handcuffs on Park ]
Park: All the time.
[ âĄïžFight âĄïž] [ Grunting ] [ Park wins easily, leaving Wyatt unconscious, lying face down. She puts cuffs on him. Lussier gets Wyattâs gun, which he points at Park ] [ Gun cocks ]
Lussier: I know you blame me for what h-happened, but I didnât kill her.
Park: [ Recognizing him ] Lussierâ?
Lussier: But looks like you did come back here to die.
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[ The FBI field office in Anchorage ]
Connor: AKRCCâs running search and rescue assets out of Elmendorf, and the state troopers have their infrared chopper in the air as we speak.
Ressler: Were you able to monitor radio frequencies up here?
Connor: All 406 emergency locator beacons.
Ressler: She knows your protocol, so if she still has a radio, expect her to try to make contact.
Liz: What about the land granted to Operation Washtub? Have you located it?
Connor: Weâre working on it.
Ressler: Yeah, well, work harder.
Connor: This mission was a mistake to begin with. Park got herself into this situation, and itâs an unfortunate one, but these people, the ones who are searching for her, theyâre the very best at what they do, and they will do whatever they can to find her. Now, if youâll excuse me, we got a location on the camp.
[ Connor leaves ]
Ressler: What is it with her and Park?
Liz: Parkâs history here isâ complicated.
Ressler: Meaning?
Liz: Park made mistakes. Connor covered on the promise Park would not return.
Ressler: Covered? What did she do?
Liz: You have a black sheep in your family. Letâs just say Park has a black sheep of her own.
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[ The encampment ] [ Men speaking indistinctly ] [ Lussier cracks open the door of the metal shed and looks out ]
Park: Youâll never make it.
Lussier: Really? Watch me.
Park: I stand a better chance.
Lussier: I doubt it. Seeing as how Iâm the one with the gun.
Park: Youâre lucky if itâs 20 degrees right now. Once the sun drops behind that ridge, itâll fall below zero, and thatâs before dark.
Lussier: Iâm not letting you out.
Park: I know weâre on the south side of the Bagley Icefield. I also know if we can get to Quill Creek, itâll point us toward the highway. You, on the other hand, youâre a junkie lost in the woods. A nobody from nowhere. You said so yourself.
Lussier: Why would you h-help me?
Park: Iâm helping myself. Youâll die out there, Edward. But if you leave me, Iâll die in here.
[ Lussier pauses, then hands her the keys ]
Park: The bullets.
Lussier: Hmm?
Park: I donât care if you carry the gun, but I carry the bullets. Think of it as the first step towards you and I trusting each other.
[ Together they sneak out of the metal shed ] [ Men speaking indistinctly in distance ]
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Gerrit: Mr. Ullulaq, we have a situation.
[ They walk over to the shed ]
Wyatt: [ Groans ] Iâm sorry. I never saw it coming.
Ullulaq: Well, they couldnât have gotten that far. Take Gerrit with you. Radio the camp when you find their footpath.
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Park: As far as Iâm concerned, thereâs no end to the charges they could bring against you, but murder is the only one that matters.
Lussier: I know you think that, but youâre not gonna do anything about it.
Park: You killed my mother.
Lussier: You tell anybody, Iâll go public. I know what happened at Anchorage Correctional. Yeah. How you put J. Yost in a wheelchair. Yeah. I know about those cops you paid off. I know how you, uh, held Wade Leek at gunpoint. And I know youâ you broke the law in enough different ways in order to try and find me that you friends at the FBI had to cover it up.
Park: We need to keep moving.
Lussier: You hear me?
Park: Itâs getting late.
Lussier: You turn me in, Iâll tell them everything. Every gory detail. No, youâre not gonna say anything to nobody.
[ Lussier has been following Park a couple meters behind. He sees a large branch and picks it up. He runs toward her with the branch raised to strike he. She is unaware ]
Lussier: âCause youâre not walking out of these woodsâ
[ Lussier steps in a bear trapâĄïž]
Lussier: Aah! Oh!
Park: Donât move!
[ Park comes to Lussierâs aid. She tries to pull the jaws of the trap apart ]
Lussier: [ Screaming ]
Park: Hold on! Hold on!
Lussier: Pull! Harder! Harder!
Park: Iâm trying! I canât!
Lussier: Iâm begging you! Please! Please!
Park: Iâll be back.
Lussier: No. Donât leave me. You canât! Iâm begging you. Please.
Flashback:
Parkâs Mother: [ Begging ] Please. Please. Sweetie, Iâm begging. Please. Please.
[ Alina Park is a young girl. Tearfully, she shakes her head ânoâ ]
Lussier: Iâll die here!
Park: I canât open the trap. Not on my own. Iâll get help, and I will come back.
Lussier: And if they get here first?
[ Park gives him the bullets ]
Park: You only got six. Aim carefully.
[ She runs off ]
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[ The encampment ]
Gerrit: [ On radio phone ] Twamie, we got a situation.
Ullulaq: You find them?
Gerrit: Scouts radioed. We got a breach. Feds on the south ridge.
[ đ„đ„đ„ Explosions đ„đ„đ„ ] [ đ„đ„đ„ ]
Ressler: FBI! Hands in the air! Put your weapons down!
[ đ„đ„đ„ Gunfight đ„đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„ ]
[ Ullulaq aims his shotgun ]
Liz: Freeze!
[ Twamie Ullulaq freezes. He turns around and sees Liz ]
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[ Indistinct shouting ] [ Indistinct conversations ]
[ An FBI TAC Agent comes up to Ressler ]
TAC Agent: Sir. Sheâs not here, sir.
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[ Liz walks up to Ullulaq ]
Liz: Hey, where is she? Answer me.
Ullulaq: Why would I want to do that?
Gerrit: [ On radio ] Twamie.
Liz: Your men have her or are looking for her. Either way, youâve been in communication. Where are they?
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[ Gerrit walks up to Lussier. Others follow Gerrit with Park ]
Gerrit: Now, thatâs a piss-poor hiding spot.
[ Lussier gets the gun ]
Gerrit: Put it down. Slowly.
Lussier: Okay. Okay, wait, wait. Just wait!
[ Lussier puts the gun down and raises his hands ]
Lussier: All right? Please. I can help you.
Gerrit: I donât think youâre gonna be much help at all.
Lussier: No, listen. I have information about your FBI agent there. You know, things sheâs done. You could use her to barter with the police, cut a deal.
Gerrit: We donât have orders to make deals. Our orderâs to make examples out of you.
Lussier: Wait, hold on. Iâm telling you, sheâs a dirty cop.
Gerrit: Not anymore sheâs not.
[ Gerrit turns to shoot Park ]
Ressler: FBI! Put the gun down!
[ đ„đ„ Gunshots đ„đ„] [ Gerrit falls behind a tree trunk ] [ Several of Gerritâs group are shot ]
[ Liz runs up to Park ]
Liz: You okay?
[ Gerrit rises and is about to shoot Park ]
Park: Keen!
[ Lussier shoots đ„ Gerrit before he can shoot. Lussier drops the gun and puts his hands up, surrendering ]
Lussier: [ Shivering ]
[ Park stares at Lussier ]
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[ The FBI field office ]
Liz: You okay?
[ Lussier is wheeled by in a wheelchair ]
Park: Better than him. My motherâs boyfriend from Anchorage.
Liz: The one youâve been hunting all these years. How is that possible? Did you know he was here?
Park: Of course not.
Liz: How did you two end up in the same place together?
Park: I think we both know the answer to that.
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[ Aram leads Elodie through the war room of the Post Office ]
Elodie: I canât believe Iâm back in a blacksite. You know, I knew that you had a cool job, but, I mean, this is so coolâ
[ Aram opens a door to a room where Wilbur Eaton sits ]
Elodie: Whatâs he doing here?
Aram: Sit down.
Elodie: I can explain.
Aram: Explain what? That Charles didnât find Les Fleurs du Mal? You did.
Eaton: I told him about our arrangement.
Elodie: There is no arrangement.
Eaton: How you came to me, got me to invite your husband and made sure he was selected for the challenge.
Elodie: He came to the houseâ
Aram: Selected to die.
Elodie: He wanted money. He said he would tell these lies if I didnât give it to him.
Aram: But Charles didnât die. And then I showed up. When we insisted you go to The Defiance, you got Eaton to pick you. I thought I was saving you, butâ you two had worked out a way for you to save yourself.
Elodie: No. I would have died without you.
Aram: No. You used me. You got me to open up to you. Thatâs why you kept asking about Blacklisters. To seduce me into giving you a murder weapon.
Elodie: You canât believe that. I canât believe you would take his word over mine.
Aram: Your word, thenâ Did you kill him?
Elodie: I love you.
Aram: Did you kill Charles?
Elodie: No.
Aram: I hope thatâs true.
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[ Sizzling ] [ Red is cooking Shiozake, Japanese-style salted salmon, and drinking white wine ]
Red: Agent Park.
Park: You kidnapped Lussier. They found him inside your truck, didnât they?
Red: We can discuss that over Shiozake.
Park: You orchestrated this whole thing. You put us together.
Red: I intended on bringing you together, yes, by abducting him, not you. That was unforeseen. But in the end, it served the greater good.
Park: You have no business interfering in my life.
Red: I do when your life interferes with my business. I know about your mother and her relationship with Mr. Lussier.
Park: How could you know that?
Red: Because I must. Youâre an excellent agent, Alina, and a loose cannon. I need the first, and I wonât tolerate the second.
Park: So you put us together so I could, what? Exact my revenge and become less uncontrollable?
Red: My world is filled with people seeking revenge. I can see it every time I look at them. Itâs as distinct as a birthmark. But I look at you and see none of that. I donât see a quest for vengeance. I see a smart, capable young woman filled with self-loathing, and I think if you have a debt to settle, perhaps itâs with yourself.
Park: Lussierâs an addict who supports his habit through armed robbery and theft. I settled my debt with him when I gave everything I knew about his crimes to the Alaska bureau.
Red: And the debt you owe yourself?
Park: [ Sighs ] I settled that by giving them nothing about what he did to my mother. Because heâ did nothing. The heroin did. They were addicts, and they were helpless to help each other. I was helpless, too.
Red: You were a child. You couldnât be expected to help. You shouldnât hate yourself for that.
Park: After he left, she was shaking and vomiting and doubled over in pain. I was 7. All I saw was that she was in pain, and I wanted that pain to stop.
Flashback:
Parkâs Mother: Sweetie, Iâm begging. Please.
Park: So I did as I was told.
Flashback:
[ Young Alina Park tightens a length of plastic tubing around her motherâs arm ]
Park: At first, she was soâ happy. The pain just disappeared. And then her eyes rolled back into her head, andâ she died.
Flashback:
[ Alinaâs mother dies ]
Young Alina: [ Crying ]
Park: She overdosed. I overdosed her. I donât hate myself because I couldnât help my mom. I hate myself because I killed her.
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[ Fort Slocum park ] [ Aram waits ]
[ Bike bell dingsâš ] [ Brakes squeal ] [ The Hasidic man stops his bicycle. He takes the blood analysis report out of the bike basket and hands it to Aram ]
Aram: Thank you.
[ The man rides off. Aram unfolds the report and reads ]
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[ Cooperâs office ] [ Knock on door ]
Cooper: Agent Park, come in. I hear congratulations are in order.
Park: Thank you, sir. We got lucky, sir.
Cooper: Diligence is the mother of good luck. Whatâs on your mind?
Park: Anchorage and my past there.
Cooper: Iâve read your file. I know things got a little bumpy near the end.
Park: Bumpy would be a gracious choice of words. Sir, there are things that happened in Anchorage, things I did that youâre not aware of. You should be.
[ Gregory Alan Isakovâs â« âBerthâ plays ]
[ Cooper uncorks a bottle of Scotch and pours ]
Cooper: So, what sort of things?
[ Cooper slides a glass of Scotch to Park ]
âȘ Silver winged, broken English, boys they smoke
Talk and joke above the water âȘ
[ Later, Cooper stands by Liz by the yellow staircase ] [ Above on the landing, Ressler sits next to Twamie Ullulaq, booking him ]
Liz: Itâs strange. I know we solved at least part of the Alaska Triangle, but after all he was promised, itâs hard not to empathize.
Cooper: Iâve spoken to Agent Parkâ
Liz: And now heâs going to prison for the rest of his life.
Cooper: She told me about Anchorage. She told me you know. Iâm curious as to why you didnât feel the need to say anything to me.
Liz: I didnât say anything because I donât think you should do anything.
Cooper: She didnât just bend the rule book. She broke it.
Liz: And I can understand why you would have a hard time accepting that. But when it comes to family, itâs complicated. I know thatâs true for me. You know better than anyone, I havenât always been my best self. I donât think any of us have. Honestly, I think you should give her the benefit of the doubt. I think in a situation like this, we should give everyone the benefit of the doubt.
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âȘ She was born with open hands
Her color, color, color is coming back
[ Ressler, on the landing, flips through pages. His phone vibrates. Itâs his brother. Ressler shakes his head ]
Quit all that, quit all that, quit all that looking back âȘ
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[ Door opens ] [ Aram enters the room where Elodie sits ]
âȘ Quit all that, quit all that, quit all that looking back âȘ
Aram: You have the right to remain silent.
[ Elodie is led away in handcuffs. Aram follows ]
Aram: [ Voice-over ] Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you.
âȘ Quit all that, quit all that, quit all that looking back âȘ
Aram: Do you understand these rights I have just read to you?
Elodie: No. I donât understand it at all.
Aram Neither do I.
[ Elevator doors shut ]
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â« Berth
By Gregory Alan IsakovâȘ Silver-wing-ed, broken english, boys they smoke
Talk and joke, above the water
New York lady, holding in her heavy hand
Sacred lantern, guiding dawnâȘ Quit all that, quit all of that, quit all of that looking back
I quit all of that, quit all of that, quit all of that
Quit all that, quit all of that, quit all of that looking back
I quit all of that, quit all of that, quit all of thatâȘ Casting glances backwards, but itâs not your fault
Turned to salt for wondering
In your braids and heavy pages, we were folded
Kiss the cold and dirty groundâȘ Quit all that, quit all of that, quit all of that looking back
I quit all of that, quit all of that, quit all of that
Quit all that, quit all of that, quit all of that looking back
I quit all of that, quit all of that, quit all of thatâȘ Seasons wake with sleeping birds now flying south
Covered mouth, we watch in awe
Fallen pines to shape the skyline, take me there
Beneath the barren colored moonâȘ (Quit all that, quit all of that, quit all of that looking back
I quit all of that, quit all of that, quit all of that)Greeting all the masses
From their teeming shores
She was born with open eyesâȘ (Her color, her color, her color is coming back
Her color, her color, her color)âȘ Quit all that, quit all of that, quit all of that looking back
Quit all that, quit all of that, quit all of that looking back
Quit all that, quit all of that, quit all of that looking back
Quit all that, quit all of that, quit all of that looking backâȘ Quit all that, quit all of that, quit all of that looking back
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YouTube: https://youtu.be/uZHj4gFN4x8
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Program air date: 4/17/2020 in the US
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Director: Andrew McCarthy
Written by: Jonathan Shapiro, Lukas Reiter
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Brief (Where weâre at): After his trucks carrying a precious cargo of smuggled ambergris ended up in the bottom of an Alaskan lake, Red aranged to deal with two problems at once: solving the mysterious disappearances in the âAlaskan Triangleâ and arranging for Agent Alina Park to confront the man she had been searching for for years and who she held responsible for the death of her mother, her boyfriend and fellow heroin addict, Edward Lussier. In the end, after Edward saved Parkâs life, she was forced to confront the fact that it was she who killed her mother, when as a child of seven, she responded to her motherâs pleas and injected her with heroin, accidentally overdosing her.
Park, Liz and Ressler solved the Alaska Triangle mystery after setting a trap by running one of Redâs trucks through the area. It was hijacked by a group led by Twamie Ullulaq (Blacklister #126), a Native American who had been trained in counter-insurgency by the CIA during the Cold War, only to have the promises of housing and schools that were promised evaporate when the Cold War ended. So Ullulaqâs crew had turned to highway robbery, using the skills learned from the US Government.
Red also helped Aram, who had discovered his girlfriend Elodie, whose husband had just died after being in a vegetative state for month, had a prenuptial agreement ~ something she had told him did not exist. This made Aram question whether Elodie had killed her husband. Aram took a blood draw from Elodieâs husbandâs corpse and had it processed using Redâs contacts. The test turned out positive and Aram was forced to arrest Elodie for murder, despite the feelings they had both developed for each other.
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â Script 7:15 Gordon Kemp (â 158)
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[ Red and Dembe enter a convenience store. Both Red and Dembe are wearing tuxes. Red is talking on the phone to Glen Carter ]
Red: No, Glen, itâs fine. Weâre already here. Yes, itâs right up the street from Cherâs hotel. Yeah. We get the ice, pick up the diva, and in a half-hour, sheâs serenading Trudy with âIf I Could Turn Back Time.â Best retirement party ever. Yeah. No, Glen. I told you, it is what it is. Thereâs no, all of a sudden, requesting âHalf Breed.â All right. Okay, thank you. Bye. Y-Yes. Fine. [ Call ends ]
[ The cashier, a young woman, Sofia Salgado, is looking at her phone ]
Red: [ To Sofia ] Do you have any of the really big bags of ice? Miss?
[ Sofia looks intently at her phone ]
Red: Excuseâ Sorry to pry you away from your text or tweet or âtwhatever.â
[ Sofia looks up, almost in tears ]
Red: Are you all right?
Sofia: It wasnât a tweet. It wasâ It was an e-mail. [ Smiling ] I justâ I just got accepted into college.
Red: Oh, my God! Dembe! Look!
[ Sofia shows Red the e-mail ]
Red: Chapel Hill?
Sofia: Yeah.
Red: Wow, congratulations. Your parents must be so proud.
Sofia: Yeah, my father passed last year, but my mother actâ I actually have to call my mom, but the ice is in the back.
Red: Thank you. Congratulations.
Sofia: Thank you.[ Laughs ]
[ Door opens âš ] [ Red and Dembe walk to the ice freezer ]
Red: Oh, my gosh.
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[ A young man, Edward Martell, enters the store ]
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Red: This is a moment that woman will never forget. We should buy her something to celebrate.
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[ Sofia calls her Mom ]
Sofia: [ Laughs ] I got accepted.
[ Edward grabs a bag of chips and goes to the checkout. He pulls out a gun ]
Edward: [ Low voice ] Put the phone down. Now.
[ Sofia drops her phone ]
Edward: Come on. Now give me the money, okay?
[ Sofia presses a button on the side of the counter and opens the cash register ]
Edward: Umâ Come on. Move.
[ Cash register beepsâš ]
Edward: Hey. No alarms. Hear me?
[ Sofia gives the cash to Edward. He stuffs it in his pocket ]
[ Siren wailingđš ]
Edward: What did you do?
Sofia: I didnât do anything!
Edward: What did you do?!
Sofia: I didnât do anything!
Edward: I said no alarms!
[ Edward shoots đ„ Sofia ]
Sofia: [ Gasps and falls ]
[ Red and Dembe both đ„shoot đ„đ„đ„đ„Edward. He is hit multiple times ]
[ Red walks over and looks behind the counter. Sofia is dead in a pool of blood ]
[ Dembe gets the tape from the surveillance feed and wipes Redâs fingerprints from the bottle of sparkling wine they were going to buy. Red takes Edwardâs IDs ]
Dembe: Raymond. Raymond, we have to go.
[ Red pauses again to look at Sofiaâs body, then follows Dembe ]
[ đšSirens wailingđš ]
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[ Ilya Koslov (aka Frank Bloom) looks nervously out of the window of his apartment. He goes to a desk and takes out a gun and binoculars ] [ Below on the street is parked a blue Chevy Malibu with the license plate partially obscured by mud or clay. Ilya writes down as much of the number as he can see ]
Ilya: [ Panting ]
Flashbacks:
Ilya: âYou donât have to do this.
Katarina: Iâm afraid I do, love.
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Katarina: The plan. Tell me what you remember about that plan.
Linda (his wife): [ Echoing ] Frank?
Flashback:
Ilya: Stop.
Victor Skovic: I need to bring him out.
Linda: [ Echoing ] No! Frank!
Ilya/Frank: What?
Linda: Youâre looking at the cars again.
Ilya: What?
Linda: Thereâs nothing out there.
Ilya: The blue car is back.
[ Frank looks down on the street. The car is gone ]
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[ Frank runs out of the entrance to his apartment building, followed by Linda ]
Frank: [ Panting ]
Linda: Frank! Frank, stop! Frank.
Frank: [ Excitedly ] The blue car!
Linda: Frankâ
Frank: [ Hysterically ] It was back! It was right there!
Linda: Frank, come inside. Please! Come on. Come on. Thatâs it.
[ Linda guides Frank back inside ]
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[ Redâs apartment ] [ Liz reads a story with the headline âBotched Mini-Mart Robbery Leaves Two Dead.â The story includes a photo of Sofia Salgado ]
Liz: An armed robbery at a mini mart.
Red: The clerk was shot and killed.
Liz: Thatâs the caseâ a shooting at a mini mart that left the clerk and one of the robbers dead at the scene?
Red: Well, there was only one robber. The police suspect he was killed by an accomplice who wanted the cash for himself. Theyâre wrong.
Liz: And how do you know that?
Red: Because I shot him. We shot himâ Dembe and I.
Liz: You were there.
Red: Sheâd just been accepted to college. The girl, Sofia. Had her whole life ahead of her. All the good and all of the bad. The triumphs and mistakes. Gone. Like a story erased.
Liz: You know how he was killed because you killed him.
Red: We killed the man who committed the crime, but not the man I hold responsible for it.
Liz: And who might that be?
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[ The Post Office ] [ Liz briefs the task force ]
Liz: Fine Caliber Arms International is a 100-year-old gun manufacturer run by Gordon Kemp, who inherited it from his father eight years ago and promptly started making the FineCal 9.
Ressler: The gun of choice for violent young criminals in Chicago and Atlanta.
Liz: And dozens of other cities. Itâs the cheapest 9mm on the market. A gun with no collectible value except that itâs a readily available, affordable weapon for street-level criminals.
Cooper: So, what, Edward Martell, a 19-year-old with a long rap sheet, murders a clerk with a FineCal, and Reddington puts the company that legally manufactures them on the Blacklist?
Liz: Reddington put Kemp on the Blacklist because police have seized more FineCals than every other semiautomatic weapon combined, and Kemp keeps flooding urban markets with them.
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[ Gordon Kemp is exercising on a treadmill when his assistant enters ]
Anne Fleet: Thereâs been a local shooting. Victim had just been accepted to college. Press is working that angle, as well as the rising number of deaths connected to the FineCal this year.
Gordon Kemp: Get the team. I want the narrative changed. By lunch!
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Liz: Reddington holds Kemp responsible for the death of Sofia Salgado. For some reason, seeing her die really got to him.
Agent Park: Weâre supposed to believe Reddingtonâs after Kemp because heâs emotionally affected?
Aram: Or because Kemp sells guns? Mr. Reddington sells them, too. Maybe heâs targeting a competitor.
Ressler: No, as far as know, Reddington only sells weapons for military use. Of course, that includes armed insurrection, but military nonetheless.
Cooper: Okay, but heâs asking us to target a company thatâs not committing any crimes.
Liz: Itâs okay to flood high-crime neighborhoods with cheap guns?
Cooper: If you want my personal opinion, buy me a drink after work and weâll talk.
Ressler: Or you can have my opinion now. This is a crime problem, not a gun problem.
Cooper: The Task Force investigates crimes, not legal conduct we disagree with.
Liz: Itâs a crime to knowingly sell a gun to a criminal.
Cooper: Does Reddington have a good-faith basis to believe thatâs what Kemp is doing?
Liz: Maybe. He gave me a lead on the man who sold Edward Martell the murder weapon. He says if we find him, heâll give us all the good faith we need.
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[ Ressler walks up to a couple on the street, James Dalman and his girlfriend Carly Ambers )
Ressler: James Dalman.
Dalman: Eh, I donât think I know you, chief.
Ressler: No, but I know you. [ Flashing badge ] Take a walk.
Dalman: [ To Carly ] Itâs okay, baby. This will just take a minute.
[ They walk a few yards away ]
Park: Hereâs what we know. You have felony convictions for assault and burglary. Youâre hooked on Oxy, and you make ends meet trafficking guns.
Dalman: Is this about child support?
Park: Sofia Salgado was murdered by Edward Martell who used a FineCal 9 he bought from you.
Dalman: So this isnât about child support.
Ressler: We know you sell FineCal 9s. With your record, we know you donât buy them yourself. What we want to know is who you get them from. Look, youâre going to prison. This is your one chance to help yourself. Give us a name.
Dalman: [ Pauses ] Canât do it. [ Panting ]
[ Carly is making a call ]
Park: I think you just did.
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[ A conference room at Fine Caliber Arms International (âFineCalâ) ]
Anne Fleet: We issued a press release condemning the shooting and made a $100,000 donation to the NRAâs Safety Education initiative.
Gordon Kemp: Make it $250,000. And leak our agenda for our sit-down with Senator Jennings.
Fleet: To discuss sensible gun legislation to curb senseless gun violence.
Kemp: Clever. Sensible. Senseless. Use that in the release. And where are we with the ex-boyfriend?
Staffer: Weâre not sure thatâs something we should leak to the press.
Kemp: Research uncovers that the victim dated someone with a connection to a local gang, and weâre not going to leak that? The connection was secondhand at best. Right now, we have broad industry support. We could lose it playing that kind of hardball.
Kemp: This girlâs death was a tragedy that we are not responsible for.
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[ Sofiaâs mother, Ana Solgado, mourns over her casket ]
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Kemp: If it requires playing hardball to keep us from getting blamed for it, then thatâs what weâre going to do.
Fleet: Thereâs a gun show in the county where the shooting occurred. Maybe you should go, keep our talking points in the press.
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[ Red is riding in the back of his Mercedes as Dembe drives ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
Red: [ On phone ] Ilya. Whatâs going on?
Ilya: Iâve got a shadow. Heâs outside my place right now.
Red: Whoâs outside?
Ilya: The guy in the Chevy Malibu. Heâs been out there for over an hour.
Red: Listen to me. Stay where you are. Iâm gonna send Dembe.
Ilya: For all I know, heâs not alone, Raymond. Thereâ There may be others. It may be her.
Red: Ilya, Dembe will be there soon. Just keep your head down.
[ Red hangs up ]
Dembe: Is he having another episode?
Red: Yes. Blue Chevy again. [ Sighs ] Just drop me at the Post Office. You go make sure heâs okay. When Iâm finished with Harold, Iâll call you.
Dembe: Raymond, why are you doing this?
Red: Doing what?
Dembe: Speaking with Harold, giving him this case.
Red: She was an innocent. So many for so long have been innocent. Iâm sick of it.
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[ Cooperâs office ] [ Live video into Carlyâs interrogation room is visible on the computer screen above ]
Cooper: She bought 30 FineCal 9s at a gun show in West Virginia from the booth run by Judson Firearms.
Red: Federally licensed dealer.
Cooper: Passed the background check with no problem. Apparently, she told him she was starting a personal collection.
Red: And she gave all 30 to Dalman, the boyfriend.
Cooper: Yes. He turned around and sold them on the street.
Red: She canât be more than 23, 24.
Cooper: Sheâs a classic straw purchaser, and we can definitely charge her.
Red: Her? Iâm interested in more than her, Harold. You need to take this up the food chain.
Cooper: And how do you suggest we do that?
Red: For starters, you can make a case against Judson Firearms for selling guns to a buyer they should have known would put those guns in criminal hands.
Cooper: You know how hard a case like that would be to prove.
Red: I disagree. A young woman with an address in the city whoâs suddenly decided to collect guns â 30 identical guns. 30 of the cheapest guns on the market, which just happen to be the most popular among young, violent criminals?
Cooper: She passed the background check.
Red: How did she pay for them?
Cooper: Cash.
Red: Harold.
Cooper: Her age isnât enough. Iâm not sure the volume of the sale is, either. Now, if there were a second saleâ If Judson sold to her again only a few month after she bought 30 guns, thereâs no way theyâd think itâs because sheâs a collector.
Red: You want to send her back in, this time, on the record.
Cooper: And tell her to buy another 30. For her âcollection.â
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[ Ilya sits on his sofa. A ceiling fan turns overhead, creating a hypnotic effect against the lights ]
Flashback:
Katarina: You were my friend.
Ilya: There are things about this you canât possibly understand.
Katarina: Oh, but I want to understand. In fact, I insist!
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Flashback:
[ Ilya hangs from the ceiling with a cord around his neck ]
Ilya: [ Choking ]
[ Floorboards creak ]
Ilya: Linda? Honey?
[ Ilya gets up and looks out of the window. He sees the blue Chevy Malibu parked below ]
[ Someone raps on the door. Ilya is afraid to answer and ducks into a corner ]
[ The door creaks open. When the person comes close, Ilya jumps him ] [ âĄïžFightâĄïž ]
Ilya: [ Panting ]
Flashback:
Katarina: Hunted like an animal!
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Flashback:
[ Car đ„đ„đ„ EXPLODES đ„đ„đ„ in attempt to assassinate Katarina ]
[ âĄïžFight continuesâĄïž ]
Ilya: [ Grunting ]
Flashback:
[ Images flash by: Young Katarina ~ Ilya connected to memory extraction machinery ~ Ilya falling on tableâĄïž]
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Fragments of memories:
Katarina: Why wonât you help me!
Ilya: You go to hell!
Krilov: You need to stop.
Katarina: Reddington.
Dembe: [ Muffled ] Itâs me!
Flashback:
Katarina: Whoever he is, heâs still out there. Answer me! Why!
[ Ilya in memory extraction shaking uncontrollably ]
Dembe: Itâs me! Ilya, itâs me! Dembe.
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[ Linda brings a glass of water and sits down on the sofa next to Ilya ]
Ilya: Dembe. I know what I saw, Dembe.
Linda: Youâre tired. You should lie down.
Ilya: Itâs her, I know it.
Linda: Why donât I get you something to eat?
[ Linda leaves ]
Ilya: [ Sighs ]
[ Dembe places a call ] [ Cellphone dialing ]
Ilya: You know Iâm not making this up. I know what I saw.
Dembe: [ On phone ] Raymond. Yes, he says he needs to speak with you.
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[ The gun show ] [ The crowd mills around ] [ Gordon Kemp talks to a reporter ]
Kemp: Are we concerned? Of course. But I think the public understands we canât be held responsible when violent individuals commit crimes with our weapons.
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[ Ressler, Liz and Park are dispersed through the crowd. They check their communications ]
Ressler: Com check â Everyone read me?
Liz: Iâm here. Affirmative.
Park: Loud and clear.
[ Cooper and Aram are at home base at the Post Office ]
Cooper: We hear you, Agent Ressler. We could use a visual.
Park: Cameraâs up.
Ressler: Everyone seeing what Iâm seeing? Itâs Gordon Kemp himself, sweet-talking the press.
Cooper: Let him. One big fish at a time.
Liz: Iâve got eyes on Carly. Sheâs approaching now.
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[ Carly Ambers, who cut a deal for leniency by agreeing to stage an illegal sale, walks up to Ken Judsonâs booth ]
Carly: Excuse me?
Judson: Hey. I know you. Weâve done business before. No problem with the last sale, I hope.
Carly: No. No problems. The opposite, actually. I liked them so much, uh, I was thinking Iâd buy more.
Judson: Really? Uh, how many more?
Carly: [ Nervously ] Uh, I was thinking another 30.
Judson: Iâm sorry, remind me your name?
Carly: Carly Ambers.
Judson: Are you feeling okay, Carly? You donât look so well.
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Ressler: He knows somethingâs wrong.
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Carly: Iâm fine.
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Cooper: He has to know sheâs not a bona fide collector.
Liz: Sheâs a wreck. Heâd have to be blind not to see it.
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Judson: The 30 you bought last time, that was for a personal collection?
Carly: [ Excitedly ] Yes. I just want to get more.
Judson: All right. No worries. We can do that.
Carly: Look, Iâve got the cash, if thatâs what youâre worried about.
[ Carly slams the bag of cash on the counter ]
Judson: No, no, I just need to get a little more information.
Carly: I can buy from someone else. Youâre not the only one that sells FineCals.
Judson: Thereâs no reason to raise your voice.
Gordon Kemp: [ From a few feet away ] Kenny. Can I grab you for a moment?
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Liz: Heads up, thatâs Kemp.
Cooper: Stay with them. Agent Keen, adjust your position.
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[ Judson walks over to Kemp ]
Kemp: Whatâs going on?
Judson: I got a few red flags. She bought 30 FineCals a few months ago, and she wants 30 more.
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Cooper: Agent Keen, we canât hear.
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Judson: I donât like it.
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Park: Theyâre too far from the mic.
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Judson: Sheâs from the same area where that mini mart shooting just happened. If sheâs passing them on to somebody elseâ
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Liz: Unbelievable. Did you catch that?
Cooper: Did he just warn Kemp that this might be a straw purchase?
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Kemp: Iâm sorry. Itâs so loud in here, I didnât hear all that.
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Liz: Oh, he heard.
Aram: Damn right, he heard.
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Kemp: What? I couldnât make that out. I didnât hear what you said, but I donât really see an issue. Sheâs a collector. Itâs your job to run a background check and if she passesâ
Judson: I agree. I justâ
Kemp: Kenny. Make the sale.
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Liz: I say we take them both.
Ressler: You canât arrest them unless they know theyâre selling to a prohibited buyer.
Liz: Kemp doesnât want to know.
Cooper: Agents Park? Ressler?
Park: Sounds like Kempâs the one driving this.
Ressler: You pick up a gun manufacturer, you better be ready for the heat that follows.
Cooper: To hell with the heat. Iâm asking if you think Kempâs guilty.
Ressler: Yeah.
Cooper: Then take him. But do it quietly.
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[ Liz and Ressler confront Kemp ]
Liz: [ Low voice ] Gordon Kemp. Agents Keen and Ressler, FBI. Youâre under arrest. We need you to come with us.
Kemp: [ Loudly ] Iâm sorry? Did you say FBI?
Liz: Keep your voice down. Weâd like to do this quietly.
Kemp: [ Loudly ] No, I wonât keep my voice down.
Liz: We need to do this quietly, sir.
[ A crowd has gathered ]
â FBI! Itâs a raid!
â Theyâre undercover posing as part of the crowd.
â You got a search warrant? If not, you got no right to be here.
Ressler: Listen, youâre gonna be arrested for obstruction, so back up.
Kemp: Friends, calm down. Thereâs no need for this. They donât have a case. Letâs not them provoke us into violence to justify attacking us and taking our guns. We are not the lawbreakers, they are.
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[ Interrogation room ]
Ressler: We have you on video advocating a sale of 30 semiautomatics to a 24-year-old woman you had to know was a straw purchaser.
Gordon Kemp: I had to know? You guys are agents, right? Not lawyers.
Liz: It has to bother you that a young woman like Sofia Salgado was murdered using one of your guns.
Kemp: I feel terrible about Ms. Salgado and every victim of gun violence killed by my weapons or any weapons. I make guns. I donât get to choose how people use them. Nobody goes after the carmakers when a driver intentionally runs someone down.
Liz: Is that your vision for the world, Mr. Kemp? That we only care about people, about human life, when the law explicitly tells us we have to?
Kemp: Oh, sorry, I thought I was with the FBI, not The Brady Campaign.
Ressler: Look, Iâm a member of the NRA, and I believe in the Second Amendment, but what you do, pouring more and more weapons into high-crime areas â that has nothing to do with keeping a well-regulated militia and everything to do with making a buck.
Kemp: And I make more of it every time a shooting goes viral. Not only am I not stopping, Iâm ramping up production. In fact, I just ordered shipment of 6,000 FineCals from my factory in Atlanta to my distribution center in Chicago.
[ Cooper pops his head in ]
Cooper: Weâre done here. Mr. Kempâs attorney just secured a hearing on his arrest.
Kemp: [ To Liz ] Is this a great country, or what?
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[ Red is now at Ilya/Frank and Lindaâs apartment ]
Linda: You watch the cars. All day, Raymond, thatâs what he does. He watches the cars.
Ilya: I know what I saw, Raymond. Sheâs watching.
Linda: Nobodyâs watching, Frank. This isnât happening. Tell him.
Dembe: There was no car when I came.
Linda: Ever since that woman broke into our apartment and dragged him off and tried to access his memories â I mean, whatever they did to hisâ
Ilya: Linda, stop.
Red: Itâs okay.
Linda: Things in our life were normal and quiet and ordinary before you came back. And I know the two of you share a past I canât even begin to imagine, but Frank and I had a life, too. Together. Our life was good. Itâs his life with you thatâs troubled.
Ilya/Frank: Isnât fair to blame Raymond.
Red: Listen to your wife.
Linda: Youâre sick, Frank. Something is wrong, and we need to get you help.
Red: Sheâs right. You need help. There are people I know whoâ
Linda: Raymond. You donât understand. We need to do this on our own.
Red: Iâm sorry I ever dragged you into this. Iâm so sorry.
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[ Red and Dembe exit the apartment building ]
Dembe: You did the right thing, Raymond.
Red: Too little, too late, Iâm afraid. I never should have involved him, let alone her. A whole thâ
[ In the side mirror of his car, Red sees the blue Chevy Malibu ]
Red: Iâll be damned. [ To himself and Dembe ] Good for you, Ilya.
Dembe: Thereâs someone in the driverâs seat.
Red: I wonder what the hell this means.
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[ A hearing room at the courthouse ]
Judge Borns: Thank you for joining us, Director Cooper. Before making record in open court, I thought it best to have a private conference.
Assistant US Attorney (AUSA) Sam Horan: Your Honorâ
Judge: Not you. Iâm here to hear what he has to say. Director Cooper, I assume you knew this arrest would be controversial, and yet, you did it anyway.
Cooper: Reluctantly.
Judge: Mm-hmm.
Cooper: Because I believe Mr. Kemp knew Ms. Ambers wasnât the actual buyer of those guns. He was conspiring to sell them to someone prohibited from buying them.
Gordon Kempâs Attorney: My client had no way to know that.
Cooper: Youâve seen the video. Carly Ambers is 24, a pawn being used by her boyfriend, a two-time felon. She was visibly nervousâ
Kempâs Attorney: Is that the legal standard now? Is my client supposed to assume customers who seem nervous are buying their weapons on behalf of criminals?
Cooper: She was paying in cash, a classic indication of an illegitimate purchase.
Kempâs Attorney: Your Honor, my client is a manufacturer, not a mind reader. Bottom line, Carly Ambers can pass a background check. Heâs not obligated to investigate who her boyfriend is or anything else about her. His arrest is all over the press. This is outrageous.
AUSA Horan: Whatâs outrageous is Mr. Kempâs disregard for reality. Your Honor, you know what happened here. Carly Ambers didnât wake up one morning and suddenly decide to collect 60 identical guns over the span of four months. That is unreasonable to believe. She doesnât own any other guns. She doesnât know anything about guns.
Kempâs Attorney: Objection. Sheâs not required to own other guns, and Mr. Kemp is not obligated to test her knowledge.
Cooper: The dealer knew there were red flags. He warned Mr. Kemp that she might be a straw purchaser.
Kempâs Attorney: It is not apparent what was said. The audio is poor. And my client clearly didnât hear that warning.
Cooper: Thatâs for the jury to decide.
Judge: Well, Iâm not even sure you get to a jury with the facts before me now.
Cooper: Oh, okay. I see whatâs going on here. You called us into chambers because Your Honor didnât want the public to see you toss a valid arrest warâ
Judge: Watch it, Director.
Cooper: Watch what? Weâre off the record. What are you afraid of, incurring the wrath of the gun lobby?
Judge: Mm-hmm. Iâve heard enough. All right, get out. All of you. I will review the evidence and let the parties know when I have my ruling.
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[ Later; same hearing room ]
Judge Borns: We are on the record. So, let me be clear â It is not for this court to tell the FBI how to do its job or who to arrest. But I do note, however, that the U.S. Attorneyâs Manual, FBI Handbook, and Justice Department policy says that no prosecutor will bring a case that he does not have a reasonable belief that he can win.
AUSA Horan: We believe we can win.
Judge: Yes, but you face an extremely high burden. You need to prove that Mr. Kemp knew â or he should have known â that he was actually selling those guns to a prohibited buyer. Hmm?
And donât get me wrong, straw purchases â serious problem in this country. There may be more than 30,000 attempted straw purchases every year â but the seriousness of the problem does not change the requirements for what the government needs to make its case. Well, Ms. Ambersâ age and the volume of the purchases â theyâre facts that certainly give me pause, but are they enough to conclude that Mr. Kemp and his associates committed a federal criminal offense? I think not. I find the evidence insufficient to sustain the charges. Therefore, in the interest of justice and judicial economy, this case is dismissed without prejudice.
Cooper: May I address the court?â
Judge: No, you may not. You have my ruling. The matter is sealed, and the defendant will be released. We are adjourned.
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[ Outside the hearing room ]
AUSA Horan: Hey, I respect you for trying. Itâs not just about passing new laws. We should be doing more to enforce the laws we have.
[ Gordon Kemp exits the hearing room ] [ Ana Salgado, Sofiaâs mother, has been waiting for him ]
Ana Salgado: Murderer! Selling the gun that killed her wasnât enough? Now you have to lie about her being a gang member?
Kemp: We donât make the facts, Mrsâ
[ Ana Salgado âĄïžslapsâĄïžKemp ] [ Another woman puts her arms around Anaâs shoulders and guides her away ]
Kemp: [ Panting ] Thatâs assault. Arenât you gonna arrest her?
Cooper: [ To Kempâs lawyer ] Get your client out of here before someone does something even worse.
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[ Outside Ilya and Lindaâs apartment, a woman, Esi Jackson, sits in a car. She adjusts a large camera with a scope ]
[ Dembe gets in the front seat and points his gun at her ]
Dembe: Drive.
[ Engine starts ]
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[ Cooper calls Red at home ]
Cooper: You heard Judge Borns dismissed the case against Kemp?
Red: Yes. Elizabeth brought me up to speed.
Cooper: Then I assume she also mentioned Kempâs next shipment?
Red: She did.
Cooper: I know Agent Keen is frustrated. We all are. But the law says Kemp can ship those guns.
Red: How did Dickens put it? âIf the law says that, then the law is an ass.â
Cooper: I want your word that you wonât interfere with that transport.
Red: Frankly, Harold, the thought hadnât even occurred to me. But now that you mention it, that sounds like a rather splendid idea.
Cooper: Listen to me. I know weâve looked the other way or even helped blur the lines from time to time in the interest of justice, but going after a legal shipment because you personally believe it deserves to be stopped is over the line, and I wonât allow it.
Red: Well, how are you going to do that? By sending me to my room without supper?
Cooper: By stopping you.
Red: Touché.
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[ Welshly Amesâs âȘ âWho We Areâ plays ]
Red: [ On phone ] Heddie, I need you to reach out to Chuck and Morgan and some of the boys. I believe we have a job to do.
âȘ Iâve done some things I wonât forget âȘ
[ Heddie, Chuck and crew get busy setting up the heist ]
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[ Cooper and Ressler visit Gordon Kemp in his offices ]
Kemp: You canât be serious. You expect me to trust you?
Ressler: We understand your reservations, but the fact is, the last time we met, we were just doing our jobs.
Cooper: And thatâs what weâre doing now â informing you of a threat made to your next gun shipment.
Kemp: What kind of a threat?
Ressler: The FBI has credible intelligence that your next transport from Atlanta to Chicago will be hit in transit.
Kemp: What kind of intelligence?
Cooper: Weâre not at liberty to say.
Kemp: Youâre not at liberty toâ Oh, I see whatâs going on. You think you can scare me so Iâll give you details of my shipment. If you canât stop me, this way, you can track where the guns are going.
Cooper: Mr. Kemp, weâre here as federal agents because your shipment is in jeopardy. Personal feelings aside, weâre here to assist you.
Kemp: Pass. I have my own security.
Cooper: Of course, if you refuse, we can get a court order and stop transit altogether.
Kemp: On what grounds?
Cooper: Our intel makes transporting the guns on a public highway inherently hazardous. Look, you can fight us, or you can accept our assistance.
Kemp: What a waste of tax dollars.
Cooper: So glad the Bureau could be of service.
[ They turn and leave ]
âȘ Each one quicker than the last
That it leaves us stronger in the end âȘ
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[ In Redâs plane ]
Red: What do you think?
Dembe: Itâs a bold plan. Youâre gonna need to keep your distance.
Red: Agreed. Iâll hang out on the jet. Edwardâs gonna make a run to this restaurant he loves â China Moonlight â for some of that tea-smoked duck. You should look at the menu. If everything goes as planned, weâll be in and out by dusk and have dinner on the flight home.
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[ The Post Office ] [ Cooper and Aram will control the logistics from there ]
Cooper: Are we ready?
Aram: Good to go. Iâve got three routes mapped out and agents are on-site.
[ Phone rings. Cooper puts the call on speaker ]
Cooper: Talk to me.
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[ Liz is at the loading dock in Atlanta with Gordon Kemp, Ressler and Park ]
Liz: Weâre looking at three identical trucks.
Gordon Kemp: Is this really necessary?
Ressler: Unless you want your shipment hijacked, it is.
Kemp: Canât you just protect the one with the guns?
Cooper: [ On phone ] We roll all three. Two haul empty containers, only one carries the guns. Each truck will take a different route to Chicago and be led by an FBI vehicle with four armed agents.
Kemp: Fine. Just let me know which one is real, and Iâll tell my people to load it up.
Aram: I can track each route via satellite. Just need to know which oneâs real.
Cooper: Keen, I want you chaperoning the real shipment. Agents Park and Ressler will escort the decoys. Perhaps Reddington will be more reticent about hijacking the vehicle youâre with.
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[ Dembe is observing the activities at the loading dock in Atlanta though binoculars ]
[ Dembe calls Red ]
Dembe: We have a problem. The Task Force is escorting the shipment.
Red: [ On phone ] Harold couldnât leave it alone. No matter. We stay with the plan.
Dembe: Thereâs more. Theyâre rolling three identical trucks. Weâre only prepared to stop one. Weâll have to guess and get lucky.
Red: Lucky? Thereâs no luck in Three Card Monte. Itâs a suckerâs game.
Dembe: And weâre the ones being hustled.
Red: I donât play suckerâs games, and I donât like to guess. Iâll call you back.
[ Red makes a call ] [ Cellphone dialing ]
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[ Lizâs cellphone vibrates ] [ Radio chatter ] [ Liz seeâs âNickâs Pizzaâ (Red) but doesnât answer ]
Ressler: All right, weâre ready to roll out.
Cooper: Stand by for my command.
Aram: Checking CCTV feeds. Confirming all routes are clear.
[ Lizâs cellphone vibrates again. She steps away from the group to take the call ]
Liz: [ Exhales sharply ] Not now.
Red: Elizabethâ
Liz: Not a good time.
Red: I-I know about Haroldâs decoys. I need to know which truck has the goods.
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Aram: Cameras are up.
Cooper: Agent Ressler, you have the all-clear.
Ressler: Okay, letâs load up.
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Liz: I canât talk.
Red: Then just listen. Because while Harold may be dedicated to getting this shipment through, I am equally dedicated to stopping it. Not for me or for the poor woman who lost her life to one of these guns but for her mother. Could you imagine your only child just about to go off to collegeâ how proud she must have been? How proud Sam was when you got into the FBI Academy. How proud youâll beâ
Liz: Iâm hanging up nowâ
[ Liz gets into the SUV with the driver. Other agents sit behind them ]
Red: Elizabeth, please. Let me get these guns. Hell, weâll sink the truck in a lake somewhere.
Ressler: [ Calls out ] Hey, Keen, you ready?
Liz: [ Shouts back to Ressler ] Copy that. On your go. [ To Red, on her phone ] Iâm hanging up.
Cooper: [ Over SUVâs comms ] Keen, who are you talking to?
Red: [ To Liz ] Theoretically, one should assume Ressler would drive the shipment. Heâs the most experienced field agent, the obvious choice, which is why perhaps it wonât be him.
Cooper: Keen.
Red: And Agent Parkâ sheâs new. I donât know. My hunch is, Harold put the shipment with the badass in the bunch. I think it may be you. Does your truck have the guns, Elizabeth?
Liz: [ To FBI crew in the SUV with her ] Keep a bumper lock on that truck. You, too. Eyes wide.
Red: [ On phone ] Elizabeth, please.
Cooper: Is that Reddington?
[ Red and Cooper cannot hear each other, but each can hear Liz ]
Liz: [ To Cooper ] Yes, and I was just explaining to him that we have a job to do.
Red: Listen, you donât have to say a thing. Iâll count to 10. If itâs not your truck, hang up before I get there, but if it is your truck, stay on the line till after the count of 10. 1, 2â
Cooper: Tell Reddington Iâm sorry, but heâs on the wrong side of history this timeâ
Red: â3, 4, 5, 6â
Cooper: âand if he thinks weâre gonna break or even bend the law because of his opinion on this issue, heâs dead-wrong.
Red: â7, 8â
Aram: All right, here we go.
Red: 9â
Cooper: Understood?
Red: 10.
Liz: [ To Cooper ]Yes, sir. Understood.
Red: Thank you, Elizabeth.
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[ Dembe is at his perch overlooking the loading dock ]
Dembe: Theyâre leaving now.
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[ The trucks and SUV escort vehicles pull out. Cooper and Aram communicate from the Post Office ]
Aram: Okay, Agent Ressler, stay south on 21 toward Independence.
Ressler: Copy that, Aram.
Aram: Agent Park, CCTV shows you are clear. So you want to take the second exit. Confirm, second exit.
Park: Affirmative, second exit.
Liz: Stay on 65?
Aram: Yes, Agent Keen, that is right. Stay on State Road 65 for 12 miles.
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Liz: Aram, weâre on Talmadge approaching Younes. Thereâs smoke on the horizon. Do you show any hazards ahead?
Aram: Smoke. Hang on. Uh, no. Uh, no, there are no accidents reported in that area.
[ There is are vehicles blocking the road ahead ]
Liz: Donât stop.
Driver: I have to. Roadâs blocked.
[ The SUV stops ]
Liz: [ To truck driver ] Driver, lock down the cab. Do not exit the vehicle. [ To agents in the SUV ] You three, watch for an ambush.
[ Liz gets out and approches the stopped vehicles ]
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[ The scene is staged as an accident. Two men dressed as police officers crouch over a man lying on the road. One administers CPR. Their backs are to Liz. Heddie Hawkins holds a (fake) bloody cloth against her forehead ]
Red: [ On phone ] Heddie, whatâs happening?
Heddie: Hang tight, sugar plum. Theyâre approaching us right now.
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[ Liz approaches the scene ]
Liz: Officer, Iâm with the FBI.
[ The two men spin around and aim their guns at Liz ]
Redâs man Morgan: Hands.
Liz: Cooper, itâs a trap. Weâve been hit. Itâs a trap.
â Put them up.
â Youâre under arrest.
[ Liz, the drivers and agents raise their hands. The âofficersâ force Liz to the rear of the truck. Heddie walks with them ]
[ Chuck goes to the back of the truck and rolls up the cargo door. The truck bay is empty ]
Red: [ On phone ] Heddie, whatâs happening? Whatâs wrong, Heddie?
Redâs man Chuck: Itâs empty. The truckâs empty.
Heddie: [ To Red ] We hit the wrong convoy.
Red: That canât be.
Heddie: Babe, it is.
Cooper: [ Into the speaker phone ] Thank you, Mr. Reddington. It was a pleasure doing business.
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[ Chicago ] [ Resslerâs truck backs into a garage. Ressler gets out. Gordon Kemp comes down a metal staircase ]
Kemp: Any problems?
Ressler: No. None.
[ A man rolls up the cargo door. The shipment is inside ]
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[ Cooperâs office ] [ Liz knocks on door, enters ] [ Door closes ]
[ Liz sits across from Cooper. He folds his hands ]
Liz: [ Disbelief ] You lied to me. When you told me Iâd be carrying the guns, you knew you were sending them with Ressler.
Cooper: Yes.
Liz: That whole conversation was fake, put on for my benefit so that Iâd think Iâd have the guns? [ Accusingly ] You donât trust me.
Cooper: [ Angrily ] Iâm sorry, are you actually angry at me? You betrayed us. You told Reddington which truck to hit. I was right not to trust you. You chose them over us, over your job, over the law.
Liz: Some laws deserve to be broken.
Cooper: Not by you, not while youâre carrying a badge.
Liz: You knew I would tell him?
Cooper: I thought you might, and I couldnât take that chance. Iâm angry at you, Elizabeth, and disappointed. But, most of all, Iâm worried. With Reddington, we blur the lines so often, itâs sometimes hard to see, for all of us. What worries me is that, at times, it could be especially hard for you.
Liz: [ Quietly ] Because I have dark impulses.
Cooper: Yeah. And today, you gave into them.
Liz: [ Pause ] So what now?
Cooper: [ Sighs ] I just delivered 6,000 guns to a man I believe to have no moral compass. God knows how many people may die as a result. Today was a terrible day. And it might be more than I can handle if I thought you and I couldnât forgive each other.
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[ Ilya and Lindaâs apartment ]
Ilya: [ Sighs ] So I was right.
Red: You were. Where will you go?
Linda: I donât know yet. Some place far away.
Red: Whoever it was, it wasnât her. Sheâs dead.
Linda: Good. Because she did this to him.
Red: Iâll look into it. Iâll take care of this. All you need to do is take care of yourself, stay safe.
[ Red and Dembe leave ] [ Door opens, closes ]
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[ Dembe visits Brimley, Redâs interrogator, bearing ~ board games ]
Brimley: Dembe! Perfect timing.
Dembe: Here is the âScrabbleâ and the âParcheesi.â
Brimley: Thank you, these are great.
Dembe: Are you sure board games are the best tools for interrogation?
Brimley: Youâd be surprised. The real breakthrough actually happened during âOregon Trail.â And then there was such a great feeling of comfort and familiarity with âChutes and Ladders.â A real sense of nostalgia.
Dembe: Did she tell you who hired her to watch Ilya?
Brimley: Not yet. But I think youâre gonna be very surprised with the level of detail weâre going to get with âScrabble.â
[ Brimley wheels his oxygen tank into the room where Esi Jackson sits ]
Brimley: Okeydokey. Here we go.
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[ Chicago ] [ Workers unload the crates of handguns ]
Anne Fleet: [ On phone ] Yeah, everythingâs accounted for. Midwest shipments are going out now.
[ In his home, Gordon Kemp talks to Anne ]
Kemp: Thanks to the FBI, should be our best quarter yet. Iâll see you in the morning.
[ Kemp enters his darkened living room. Red is sitting there. He turns on a lamp. He has a gun ]
Kemp: Who are you? What do you want?
Red: I want you to come have a seat.
[ Kemp sits across from Red ]
Red: You know, for my entire professional life, Iâve been a fervent and faithful supporter of gun manufacturers. These people take great pride in their history and exquisite craftsmanship. The guns they make are the tools of my trade. In the right hand, thatâs exactly what they are. A proper tool. For sport. Protection. Order. In the wrong hands â the hands you put your guns in â they subvert order, tearing communities apart, ruining lives, resulting in tragedy.
Kemp: Youâre Raymond Reddington.
Red: Iâve lost so many friends to gun violence. Dear friends.
Kemp: Not âcause of me. Not âcause of anything I did.
Red: Yes, yes, of course. You dot the Iâs, cross the Tâs, and, in your world, those rules protect you. But in my world, there are no laws to hide behind. You can act in bad faith as long as youâre willing to face the consequences.
Kemp: What consequences?
Red: The wrath of men like me. I object to what youâre doing, and I donât need to convince any court to agree with me. In my world, if I think youâre guilty â I just execute sentence.
Kemp: Please. Please, donât do this.
Red: I heardâ heard someone else beg at the point of one of your guns. She said please, too. And then she was murdered. Now, I understand it can be hard to see tragedy for what it is until that tragedy befalls you or a loved one. Well, Iâm here to tell you thatâs happening to you. About an hour ago, a violent criminal bought one of your FineCal 9s on the street for $100, and now that criminal is going to shoot you with it. Tragic.
[ Red shootsđ„đ„ Kemp ]
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[ Ana Salgado lights a candle and adds it to the memorial to her daughter outside the entrance of the convenience store where she was murdered ]
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[ Liz visits Red at home ]
Liz: It was Cooper. He tricked me.
Red: You seem put out by it. Donât be. Take it as a compliment.
Liz: That he doesnât trust me?
Red: That he knows youâre a person of conviction and principle.
Liz: A lot of good my principle did. Kemp got all of his guns.
[ Red has been drinking red wine. He pours a glass for Liz ]
Red: Yes. He got his.
Liz: What did you do?
Red: I acted on my conviction and principle.
Liz: Cooper says we blur the line between right and wrong so often, we canât see it clearly anymore. I know I canât.
Red: I disagree. I find you increasingly clear-eyed. Iâm sorry that the Task Force had to take sides today, but it meant a great deal to me to know you were on mine.
[ Redâs cellphone rings ]
Red: Excuse me. Any news?
Dembe: [ On phone ] The woman in the blue Malibu â Sheâs a private eye, Raymond. Hired to learn what she can about Ilya. It was Elizabeth. She hired her. She knows youâre not Ilya and sheâs been keeping it from you.
[ Red eyes glare at Liz. Liz is looking down ]
Red: I understand. [ Hangs up ] [ Sniffs ]
Liz: Is everything all right?
[ Red raises his glass ]
Red: To being on the same side.
[ Liz raises her glass ]
Liz: At long last.
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By Welshly ArmsâȘ Iâve done some things I wonât forget
But still I live with no regrets
Iâve taken liberties, now they belong to me
Yeah, they belong to meâȘ And Iâve walked a dark and narrow road
To places no one goes alone
And everything Iâve seen
Is written on my sleeve
Itâs got its mark on meâȘ Letâs start a fire
Letâs pull this trigger
âCause all these bruises
Make our skin thicker
Now everybody
Can see our scars (can see our scars)
Itâs what weâre made of
Itâs who we are
Itâs what weâre made of
Itâs who we areâȘ And every day will come to pass
Each one quicker than the last
We learn from each mistake
With every bone we break
That it leaves us stronger in the endâȘ Letâs start a fire
Letâs pull this trigger
âCause all these bruises
Make our skin thicker
Now everybody
Can see our scars (can see our scars)
Itâs what weâre made of
Itâs who we are
Itâs what weâre made of
Itâs who we areâȘ We need some patience (need some patience)
To ease our minds (ease our minds)
These years of trouble (years of trouble)
Will fade in time (fade in time)
We all need some love (need some love)
To get by (to get by)
Pull the curtain (pull the curtain)
And see the light (see the light)âȘ Letâs start a fire
Letâs pull this trigger
âCause all these bruises
Make our skin thicker
Now everybody
Can see our scars
Itâs what weâre made of
Itâs who we areâȘ Letâs start a fire
Letâs pull this trigger
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Make our skin thicker
Now everybody
Can see our scars (can see our scars)
Itâs what weâre made of
Itâs who we are
Itâs what weâre made of
Itâs who we are
Itâs what weâre made of
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Program air date: 5/24/2020 in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-apn
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Director: Tessa Blake
Written by: Katie Bockes
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Brief (Where weâre at): Once more, just as it seemed Liz and Red are on the âsame side,â Red found out that Liz hired a private investigator to find his friend Ilya Koslov (now known as Frank Bloom). Liz has known for some time that Red is not Ilya, as she was told in a tale spun by her grandfather, Dominic Wilkinson. Ilya and Dom were both KGB operatives and both were involved in an attempt to kill Katarina Rostova, Domâs daughter and Ilyaâs friend. Katarina was also a KGB operative and infamous spy, who made enemies by joining The Cabal, a secret group of cross-national power brokers. Dom wanted Liz to think Red was Ilya, and to keep her from finding out the truth: that he (Dom), with help from Ilya, had attempted to assassinate Katarina to protect Liz (aka âMashaâ). But Liz did find out, when she figured that her new next door neighbor and ersatz nanny was indeed her mother. After gaining Lizâs sympathy, Katarina has again gone into hiding, but not before staging her own death to fool Red.
But as Red was not Ilya, who was he? DNA analysis of skeletal remains proved that Lizâs father, the real Raymond Reddington, is dead. *Someone* underwent plastic surgery to assume his identity, but who? Liz intends to find out, but Ilya, who she hired a private investigator to find, has again gone into hiding. The reason why Red became Lizâs hidden benefactor, then the confidential informant for the Reddington Task Force, and increasingly her friend, remain inscrutable.
But one thing is clear, increasingly Liz has been inclined to see things from Redâs point of view, especially when the legal system and law enforcement fail to deliver âjustice.â This played out in Episode 7:15 Gordon Kemp (Blacklister #158) about the unscrupulous manufacturer of cheap handguns who the justice system was utterly incapable of holding accountable. So Red stepped in and delivered âjusticeâ in his signature way.
Director Cooper has warned Liz about how working with Red has made it increasingly difficult for them all to discern the line between right and wrong. But just as Liz seemed inclined to âbe on Redâs side,â he now has a new reason to mistrust her. Of all the things heâs done, of all the lives taken and lost, what can he be hiding or who is he protecting that he would need to continue to keep the knowledge of his true identity from her at all costs?
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[ 10 months ago ]
[ Ominous music plays ] [ Police radio chatter ] [ At the site of a plane crash, people in HazMat suits look for the bodies ]
Sheriff: Hey, Hatcher. Coronerâs finished with the scatter at the tree line. Probably got another seven or eight down there.
Nyle Hatcher: So theyâre released?
Sheriff: Yep. All yours.
Hatcher: [ Calls out ] The feds say weâre clear. Start bringing the victims up. Take a team to the tree line and start moving âem to the morgue.
[ Camera shutter clicking ] [ Suspenseful music plays ] [ Hatcher flips through the pages of a profile of a man named Abraham Geller. He takes a photo of the face of one of the victims, a male ]
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[ People in Hazmat gear move bodies into a field morgue. A room is marked âIdentification.â Nyle Hatcher is working inside ]
Tech: Hereâs the next one, Hatcher.
[ Hatcher pulls the sheet covering the dead manâs face ]
Hatcher: Hello, Mr. Geller.
[ Making sure heâs alone, Hatcher takes out a needle and syringe ]
[ Indistinct conversations in distance ]
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[ Knock on door ] [ Nyle Hatcher opens the door. A young, pretty, blonde woman, smiles ]
Young woman: Hey.
Nyle Hatcher: Hello. You must be Crystal.
Young woman: One and only. You look different than your profile picture.
Hatcher: You look the same. Better. [ Chuckles lightly ] Please. Why donât you come in.
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Young woman: I donât understand. Over the phone, you saidâ
Hatcher: I know what I said.
Young woman: If youâre a copâ
Hatcher: Please, I didnât ask you here [ Inhales deeply ] for sex. Not like you think. Itâs something different.
Young woman: Iâm leaving.
Hatcher: Angela, sit down.
Angela Hendrickson (young woman): How do you know my real name? Who are you?
[ Ominous music plays ]
Hatcher: Iâm someone who knows more about you than you might want to believe. I know about your father. I know about the medical debt, the collectors.
Angela: I said who are you?
Hatcher: Angela, there is something that I would like to tell you. Something very special that might just change your life. Would you like to hear about it?
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[ Present day ]
[ Lis and Esi Jackson, the private investigator Liz hired to find Ilya Koslov, are in Ilyaâs apartment, which is already been vacated ]
Esi Jackson: Already looked there. There, too. You do know Iâm a private investigator.
Liz: You were made. Ilya obviously knew you were watching him.
Jackson: Maybe that wouldnât have happened if youâd been honest about why you hired me.
Liz: I was honest. I hired you to find Koslov so I could question him.
Jackson: Does this look like a man whoâs running from questions? Heâs running for his life. Now, why would he do that?
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[ Dembeâs mosque ] [ Sadiq Asmal, Dembeâs imam, talks with Dembe and Red ]
Imam Sadiq Asmal: They came here to the mosque, said that some of our members are communicating with Syrian jihadists.
Red: The FBI came?
Imam Asmal: Counterterrorism division. They wouldnât tell me what they know. Maybe theyâll tell you.
Dembe: He knows about the Task Force.
Red: Does he?
Imam Asmal: I wouldnât be much of a shepherd if I didnât know the hearts and minds of my flock.
[ Redâs cellphone rings ]
Red: [ Sighs ] Excuse me. Iâll see what I can do.
[ Ringing continues ] [ Red steps aside ] [ Beep ]
Red: Is it done?
Esi Jackson: [ On phone ] My job is to find people, not to keep them from being found.
Red: Is it done?
Jackson: It is. Wherever Koslov went, sheâs never gonna find him.
Red: Good. [ Beep ]
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[ Imam Asmal has left ]
Dembe: Imam Asmal is grateful for the help. We both are.
Red: Elizabeth knows Iâm not Ilya. I wonder what else she knows.
Dembe: Perhaps you should ask her. Sheâs waiting in the park.
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[ A park ] [ Birds chirping ]
Red: You have a case.
Liz: From my days in the Mobile Psych Unit. Iâd like to dig into it.
Red: If itâs important to you, then itâs important to me.
Liz: Youâre sure you donât mind?
Red: Of course not. Thatâs whatâs so nice about us finally being on the same side of things, same agenda. No subterfuge. What you want, I want.
Liz: And youâre okay with my involving the team.
Red: I am. In fact, I insist. Idle hands and all that. But I would like you to look into something for me.
Liz: Of course.
Red: Itâs about Dembeâsâ imam.
Liz: Is there something wrong?
Red: I donât know yet. Thatâs what I need to find out. But first, tell me about this cold case of yours.
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[ The Post Office. Liz briefs the task force ]
Liz: They called him the Boneyard Killer. His first victim was found just outside Rehoboth Beach when local police exhumed a body for autopsy. What they found was a second body buried in that same grave. A young woman four feet below the surface, resting just above a freshly buried coffin â murdered and hidden in the last place anyone would ever look for her. Since then, three women have been discovered this way in graveyards in Virginia and West Virginia. He was using the cemeteries as dumpsites.
Cooper: Anything significant about the graves that were chosen?
Liz: They were fresh. Easy to dig.
Agent Park: And the victims?
Liz: All young women with a history of sex work.
Aram: Okay, this is, uh, terrible, but sex workers are like 20 times more likely to be targeted by serial killers.
Liz: True, but none of his victims were sexually assaulted, no sign of defensive wounds, no pre- or postmortem mutilation. But the way he killed themâ we found dirt in their airways.
Ressler: They were alive when he buried them.
Liz: Alive, yes.
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[ Nyle Hatcherâs cellphone ringing. He turns it off ]
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Liz: And unconscious. Pumped so full of sodium thiopental, theyâd never wake up.
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[ Hatcher places a vial on a table, and a medical clamp. He spreads out a large sheet of vinyl ]
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Park: I donât understand. He drugged them so theyâd die in their sleep? Why would he do that?
Cooper: He didnât want them to suffer.
Liz: The case went cold until a week ago, when flash floods hit Montgomery and upended a few graves at Greenfare Cemetery, including one unidentified body that wasnât supposed to be there. Initial forensics suggest she was sedated and buried alive just like the others.
Cooper: Has the Bureau reached out to you?
Liz: No, and theyâre not going to. They asked me to leave the case. They said my profile wasnâtâ additive.
Ressler: So this is your cold case.
Liz: Yes.
Aram: What do you mean they thought your profile wasnât âadditiveâ?
Liz: I donât think he wants to kill. I think heâs mimicking these profiles in order to hide some other agenda. What, I donât know, but I think he finds satisfaction in something other than the act of the crime itself.
Cooper: Whatever his motive, these bodies were found by chance, and we canât wait for another. Talk to the M.E. See what he knows. Letâs hope this newest tragedy will help you find this guy.
[ They disperse, but Liz grabs Cooper ]
Liz: Uh, sir, can I ask for another favor? Reddington says that counterterrorism is sniffing around Dembeâs imam.
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[ Imam Asmal bows down to pray ]
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Liz: He wants to know what they found.
Cooper: What were they looking for?
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[ Two men come up behind the imam, put a hood over his head and drag him off ]
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Liz: Syrian jihadists. Some of the congregants may be involved with Tahrir al-Sham. But Dembe thinks thatâs impossible.
Cooper: Iâll make a few calls.
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[ Medical Examinerâs Office ] [ Waiting for the M.E., Liz talks to Ressler ]
Liz: Ilya Koslov is out there somewhere, and I have no idea where.
Ressler: Do you know what your mother wanted from him?
Liz: I donât. But she said her life depended on it.
[ Door opens ]
Medical Examiner: You were right. I looked at the original case files, and this does appear to be the work of the same killer. I have IDâd her as one Mara Lynne James. Now, the forensic evidence on your previous victims was limited, but this woman â the cold slowed the growth of bacteria, so I have a better picture of what happened.
Liz: Suffocation?
M.E.: With sodium thiopental to sedate her beforehand. Soil in the lungs. Same lack of any defensive wounds.
Liz: Was there any evidence of sexual assault?
M.E.: No, but she was sexually active.
[ He pulls back the sheet to reveal a c-section scar ]
Liz: She had a baby.
M.E.: The degree of scarring around the incision suggests she gave birth no more than a month before she was killed.
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[ Woman screaming ] [ Angela Hendrickson is in labor. She sits in a bathtub full of water. A Midwife is with her, as is Nyle Hatcher ]
Midwife: Okay, now one more big push.
Hatcher: Câmon. You can do it.
Midwife: Come on. Push.
Angela: [ Gasps ]
[ Water sloshing ] [ The Midwife takes the baby ]
Hatcher: You did it.
Angela: Is everything okay? Isnât he supposed to cry or someâ
[ Baby cries ]
Midwife: Yes, she is. Itâs a girl.
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[ The baby has been cleaned and dressed ] [ The Midwife gives the infant to Hatcher ]
Hatcher: Rest. Please. [ To the baby ] We have work to do.
[ Baby cries softly ]
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[ The home of the mother of Mara Lynne James, whose body had just been IDâd by the Medical Examiner. Maraâs sister Nancy is also there ]
Mrs Margaret James: I tried to get her off the streets. We both did. We had every resource to help her.
Agent Park: We apologize for coming at such a difficult time. Weâre sorry for your loss.
Ressler: We want you to know that weâve deployed our Child Abduction Response team and alerted every law enforcement agency in the country.
Nancy James: What for?
Park: To find Maraâs child.
Nancy: Mara didnât have a child.
Park: According to the M.E., she gave birth a month before she passed.
Mrs James: A baby?
Ressler: Did she have a man in her life?
Nancy: A man? [ Scoffs ] You do know what she did for a living?
Ressler: Did she talk about anyone in particular?
Nancy: Yeah, she talked. She talked all the time. None of it was ever true.
Mrs James: Nancy James, if you know something that could help that childâ
Nancy: [ Sighs ] A year ago â 10 months maybe, she said she met a guy, [ Scoffs ] a big fish.
Park: Did she tell you his name?
Nancy: No. Just that he had a plan. A way for her to get out.
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[ At the mosque, Sakiya, dressed in Muslim garb, dusts for fingerprints. Red and Dembe are there, as is Cooper ]
Cooper: CTD and MPD will be here in 20. I canât hold them off any longer.
Dembe: Did the Bureau do this? Has my imam been arrested?
Cooper: CTD says no, but based on their findings, maybe they shouldâve. The case file Agent Keen asked for.
[ Cooper gives case file to Dembe ]
Cooper: Apparently, two members have been smuggling shipping containers in and out of Syria.
Red: For Tahrir al-Sham?
Cooper: Unclear. We donât know whatâs being shipped or by whom.
Dembe: These members in the file. Iâve seen them at the services. I donât see them as a threat.
Cooper: Then where are they? As soon as you called about the abduction, we put out a BOLO.
But it appears as if theyâre long gone.
Red: Along with Imam Asmal. The Bureau didnât do him any favors by questioning him here in the mosque. Made it appear as if he knew something and might talk.
Cooper: Can you be sure he didnât know?
Dembe: If he said he didnât know, he didnât know.
Red: What was the port of origin?
Cooper: Latakia, Syria. Why?
Red: Ironically, smuggling on a large scale is a profitable yet surprisingly small club. And ever since civil war broke out in Syria, the margins on everything from weapons to medical supplies to narcotics to food going in and out of the country have been particularly bodacious. As such, thereâs plenty of room for all the players. Turf has been designated. Territory agreed upon.
Cooper: Who got Latakia?
Red: A Greek fellow from Queens. A-And Greece.
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[ Baby cooing ]
Midwife: Howâs Mom? You doing okay?
Angela: Great. Canât stop staring at her.
Midwife: She is adorable. Youâre blessed. Iâm gonna run to the store, but there was a call while you two were asleep. I didnât want to wake you. An attorney. Geoffrey Entz. He said you would know what it was regarding.
Midwife: Such a cute baby. Iâll see you soon.
[ Baby fussing ]
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[ The site of another mass casualty incident. Multiple drowning victims are laid out on a shoreline. Nyle Hatcher is kneeling next to one of them ]
[ Cellphone rings ] [ Beep ]
Angela: [ On phone ] I talked to him.
Hatcher: The lawyer? What did he say?
Angela: That he got the letter, but he didnât want to discuss it over the phone.
Hatcher: Did he ask to meet?
Angela: Yes, but I-I didnât think it would be this soon. Iâm not prepared.
Hatcher: I told you, Angela. I have it all worked out. Like a script. Iâll coach you through everything. Listen, Iâm not in a good place to talk right now, so let me call you back. [ Beep ]
[ Hatcher matches a file picture he has to the man lying in front of him ] [ Camera shutter clicks ]
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[ The Post Office ]
Aram: I think I may have something. As you may know, genetic material passes from mother to child during pregnancy, but what you may not know is it also happens in reverse. Fetal cells cross the placenta and enter the motherâs body, making up as much as 10% of the free-floating DNA in her bloodstream.
Cooper: How does that help us?
Aram: Well, with the M.E.âs help, I was able to run the fetal DNA from Mara James against databases from genetic testing services. And with almost absolute certainty, the father of her child is â Jonathan McClaire.
Liz: The self-help guru?
Aram: The same. Author of six books. He runs workshops all around the world.
Cooper: A married man living a public life has a child with a prostitute? Bring him in. Find out what he has to say.
Aram: Right, uh, about that. Hereâs the thing. He didnât kill her.
Liz: Well, how do you know that?
Aram: Because he died 11 months before Mara James was murdered.
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[ Nyle Hatcher works at his laptop. He pulls information on Roger Ashby, the dead man he had photographed at the drowning accident scene ]
[ Knock on door ] [ Another prostitute, Kendra Taylor, knocks on the door ]
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Hatcher: Kendra, what I am offering you is a chance to change your life.
[ Sirens wailing in distance ]
Hatcher: A way out. And forget about debt or your car payments. This is far more than that. If you can imagine, I am the last man that you ever have to meet in a hotel room. Ever.
Kendra: How much are we talking about?
[ Hatcher hands Kendra a folder. She reads ]
Kendra: Tell me again how this works.
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Costas Korba: Thatâs it!
[ Costas Korba, the âGreek fellow from Queensâ who Red had told Cooper handled shipments in and out of Latakia, Syria, rolls up the back door of a freezer truck full of sides of beef ]
[ Red and Dembe walk up ]
Red: Mr. Korba, what a pleasure! Your reputation precedes you. Mine may not, so allow me to introduce myself.
Costas Korba: I know who you are. You donât scare me.
Red: [ Laughs ] My heavens. Is that A5 olive wagyu? I didnât know you did business in Japan. Or did these just fall off a truck somewhere on their circuitous journey to Nobu Damascus?
Korba: Iâm a legitimate businessman.
Red: Yes, Iâm sure you are. But as it happens, Iâm not necessarily interested in your beef. Iâm really here to discuss Jalal Abbas and his friends, and whatever theyâre bringing into the country from Syria.
Korba: I may have the face of an angel, but Iâm not telling you anything.
Red: On the contrary, I think youâre going to tell me where they are and what theyâre smuggling.
Korba: You think youâre the first guy to threaten me?
Red: Iâm not threatening you, Costas. Iâm threatening your livelihood. Did you know these cows that gave up their lives to be here today grew up on the island of Shodoshima? And let me tell you, those cows had it good. Frolicking over sun-dappled hillsides, dining on olive peels from Japanâs oldest plantation. Iâm told one cow can sell for $40,000, $50,000 wholesale. Rounding down, Iâm probably looking at 30 quarters. Given the average rate of cooling, once I kill the AC, youâve probably got, what, 45 minutes before your half a million dollars of umami-flavored goodness will be worth less than a shinbone.
Korba: I donât know what they had in those shipment containers. I donât.
Red: But you know where they went.
Korba: Yes. Yes, I do.
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[ Agent Alina Park and Ressler visit the widow of Jonathan McClaire, the self-help guru ]
Mrs McClaire: I didnât know the FBI investigated car accidents.
Ressler: Weâre not here about your husbandâs death, Mrs. McClaire. Weâd like to talk about his relationship with Mara James.
Mrs McClaire: What did she tell you? She signed a nondisclosure agreement.
Agent Park: Mara James is dead. She was murdered.
Mrs McClaire: Oh, my God. Thatâs awful.
Ressler: You said she signed a contract.
Mrs McClaire: [ Sighs ] My husband had an affair that resulted in a child. Ms. James approached our attorneys. Jonathan had only recently passed, and so I settled.
Ressler: We didnât find a record of any settlement.
Mrs McClaire: It was sealed. My husbandâs career was based on â [ Inhales shakily ] â the appearance of a happy marriage. Even now, I live off the book sales.
Park: And sales would dry up if anyone knew heâd been unfaithful. So you agreed to a secret settlement.
Mrs McClaire: Well, there was a DNA test, so I know it was his child, but â we were so happy. I still canât believe he stepped outside of our marriage.
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[ The Post Office ] [ Liz works at a computer ] [ Footsteps approaching ] [ Ressler walks up ]
Ressler: What am I looking at?
Liz: The victims we found eight years ago. Their bodies were so decomposed they didnât have C-section scars like Maraâs, but take a look at this. Pockmarks along the pelvic bone caused by ligaments tearing during childbirth.
Ressler: Our victims were all mothers. If they all had babies, did they all have secret settlements?
Park: The point of secret settlements is that theyâre secret. It could take months to track down the right courthouses and secure warrants.
Liz: Thatâs what I thought, but itâs a good thing we know a criminal who can cut through the red tape.
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[ Micky, a clerk, sleeps in his chair ] [ Snoring ] [ His desk is covered with stacks of papers ]
[ Door opens ] [ Red enters and plops down a bottle of Scotch ]
[ Mickey chuckles ] [ Drawer opens ] [ He takes out two glasses ]
Mickey: Iâll be obliged to take a sniff in your company.
Red: Yes, I understand your feeling of obligation.
Mickey: Ahh!
Red: Mickey, how long have you been the file clerk for the courthouse? Must be going on 25 years. Shepherding a national database of pleadings and motions, suits and countersuits. Everyoneâs dirty little secrets.
[ Pencil scraping ]
Mickey: Pearlâs angina has been acting up. Set us back a little more than usual.
[ Mickey hands Red the slip of paper he wrote on ]
Red: Huh. Youâre worth it at twice the price. And Pearl is priceless.
Mickey: [ Laughs ] Brother, you sure know how to whet my whistle. Yes, sir, you most certainly do. [ Drinks ] Mmm! Ahh! So, what can I do you for?
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[ The Post Office ]
Aram: Mr. Reddington pays for his wifeâs angina medication?
Liz: Medication, hospital visits. I get the impression he pays for whatever the file clerk needs.
[ Cooper walks over ]
Cooper: What have you found in the settlements? Iâm hoping itâs enough to justify the, shall we say, unorthodox way in which we obtained them.
Aram: The victims weâre aware of all had children out of wedlock with very wealthy men, and they all made paternity claims against the fathers, which were all settled.
Ressler: And within weeks of the agreements, each of the women were murdered.
Cooper: And the children?
Liz: We havenât found a single one.
Cooper: So, what have we found?
Ressler: Death certificates. Turns out Jonathan McClaire wasnât the only father who died before the mother of his child. They all did.
Liz: So five mothers who died soon after giving birth, and five fathers who died soon after conception.
Ressler: The men died in at least four states, all in crazy accidents â helicopter crash, a pileup on I-80. Each event was investigated, but cleared. No foul play. Nothing to connect them.
Park: Nothing except for a name. Nyle Hatcher. He signed one of their death certificates in Pennsylvania, which I thought was pretty odd, considering heâs a mortician in Bethesda. So I kept digging. Turns out he IDâd another victim in Delaware and notified next of kin in West Virginia.
Cooper: Doesnât make any sense. A mortician from Bethesda dealing with bodies from places like Delaware and West Virginia.
Aram: According to his employment records, he used to operate a funeral home outside Rehoboth Beach.
Park: Makes sense. He had access to the cemetery.
Liz: And no one would question why a mortician was hanging around. Did you get an address?
Aram: 452 Elm, the same as the mortuary he currently operates â Sweet Rest Funeral Home.
Cooper: Keen, Ressler, get going. Aram, pull a warrant.
[ Ressler, Aram and Park leave ]
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Cooper: When you got the settlements from Reddington, did he say anything about Dembeâs imam?
Liz: He got a lead on the smugglers, [ Sighing ] and I think heâs going to pay them a visit.
Cooper: I donât suppose it would do any good to remind him thatâs our job.
Liz: He knows. He just doesnât care.
[ Liz leaves ]
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[ Liz and Ressler pay a visit to the Sweet Rest Funeral Home ]
Donna: Mr. Hatcherâs out today.
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Donna: Said he wonât be in until Monday. Said itâs a family matter.
Ressler: Did he say where he was going?
Donna: No. [ Ringing continues ] Heâs not answering.
Liz: Do you have any other way of reaching him?
Donna: Not anymore. He used to keep an apartment upstairs. Now he only has his office.
Liz: Weâre gonna need his current home address.
Ressler: And access to that office.
Donna: Um, okay, but itâs private. Iâm not allowed in there.
Ressler: Well, thatâs okay. I am. This is a warrant.
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[ Door opens ] [ Ressler and Liz enter Hatcherâs office. Itâs stacked with papers and folders ]
Liz: What the hell?
[ Ressler clicks on the computer. The profile of a woman, dressed provocatively, comes up ]
Ressler: This woman, heâs following her. Heâs got all kinds of data.
[ Liz goes over to a large chest on the floor. She opens the top. inside is a canister, like a thermos ]
Ressler: Keen, what is it?
Liz: Iâm not sure I want to know.
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[ Kendra Taylor sits in an interrogation room. Aram enters ]
Aram: Kendra. Hi. Iâm, um, Agent Mojtabai. [ Door closes ] Youâre, uhâ Youâre not under arrest.
Kendra: Couldâve fooled me.
Aram: Yeah. About thatâ Let meâ Let me get that for you.
[ Keys jingling ] [ Aram unlocks the handcuff on Kendraâs arm ]
Kendra: If Iâm not under arrest, why am I here?
Aram: To talk about a man named Nyle Hatcher.
Kendra: In my line of work, I meet lots of men.
Aram: Right, umâ This one runs a funeral home.
[ Aram spreads out photos of dead women killed by Hatcher ]
Aram: Andâ he murders women.
Kendra: Yeah, I know the guy.
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Ressler: Hatcher was in Baltimore yesterday.
Cooper: The ferry-boat accident.
Liz: Sixteen people drowned. DMORT was deployed to identify the victims.
Ressler: The Disaster Mortuary Operational Response Teams. When thereâs a mass-casualty event, morticians are brought in to help identify the bodies, assess cause of death.
Liz: The country is divided by region, and based on where the victims were found, Hatcher operates with Region III, which includes D.C., Virginia, Delaware, Pennsylvania, and Maryland.
Ressler: Which is why a Bethesda mortician gets access to rich men at crime scenes up and down the East Coast.
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[ Hatcher leans over the body of a deceased male ]
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Cooper: Well, we know how Hatcher interacted with the dead men. But we still have no idea what part he played â if anyâ in the paternity cases or the deaths of the mothers.
Ressler: Actually, we do.
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Kendra: He didnât want to hook up. I thought he did, but when I got there, he knew everything about me â family, money problems. He said he could fix all that.
Aram: By getting you pregnant and suing the father for paternity.
Kendra: He said no one would get hurt, that a rich dude would be a little less rich.
Aram: And the baby?
Kendra: He told me about these safe-haven laws where you leave babies at fire stations and they get adopted.
Aram: Adopted. Because the father would already be dead.
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Cooper: Run that by me again.
Ressler: We found sperm in his office. There was a thermos, and in it, uh, there was a sample.
Cooper: Sperm from a dead man?
Liz: The rich dead man. The one Hatcher s-selected from his DMORT assignment.
Cooper: Did the men use a-a donor bank? Is that where he got the samples?
Liz: We donât think so.
Cooper: Then what exactly do you think?
Liz: Hatcher inseminated the women using semen he extracted from the corpses. Apparently, sperm is viable up to 36 hours postmortem.
Ressler: He extracts the sperm, impregnates the mother, who then makes an embarrassing paternity claim thatâs backed up by DNA. Now, rather than risk a scandal, the widow hushes it up with a secret settlement and no oneâs the wiser because dead men tell no tales. Even about their seed.
Cooper: What about Kendra Taylor? Is she pregnant?
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Aram: You never met Roger Ashby?
Kendra: No, the hookup was supposed to be tomorrow.
Aram: Is that what Hatcher told you, it was gonna be a hookup?
Kendra: He didnât exactly say. Why?
Aram: Because Roger Ashby died yesterday in a ferry-boat accident.
Kendra: Like I said, all I know is the hookup was gonna be tomorrow, and after that, I was supposed to make a claim for child support.
Aram: Once the settlement was finalized, Hatcher would take the money, and youâd end up dead.
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[ Angela Hendrickson is at the office of Geoffrey Entz, the Abraham Geller family attorney. She signs some paperwork ]
Geoffrey Entz: Thatâs the last of it. The money for you and your meal ticket will be wired to the account by end of business today.
[ Baby cooing ] [ Angelaâs baby is the a stroller ]
Angela: Her name is Lily.
Entz: Weâre done here.
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[ Liz, Ressler and Park are in Cooperâs office. Aram comes in ]
Aram: Hey, um, guys, so, uhâ Kendra says that she and the target never met. But that Hatcher told her sheâd be impregnated tomorrow. By a man who died yesterday. So what am I missing?
Liz: The birds and the bees? [ Chuckles ] Lemme tell you, thereâs a whole new wrinkle.
Park: I accessed Hatcherâs hard drive. He had a list of the fathers and how much the widows agreed to pay.
Cooper: We know all that from the secret settlements.
Park: You know almost all of it. There was another name. Abraham Geller. Wealthy hedge-fund guy. Died in a plane crash 10 months ago.
Ressler: Which might mean someone just gave birth to his childâ and may have signed a settlement offer.
Cooper: Or her death warrant. You two, find the lawyer who handles the Geller estate. See what he knows.
[ Park leaves with Ressler ]
Aram: Um, the birds and the bees? Whatâs the new wrinkle?
Liz: [ Sighs ]
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[ Angela is parked in her car. She comforts her baby while talking on her cell phone ]
Angela: Did the transfer go through?
Hatcher: Just. You did well. The hard partâs over. Your cutâs over a hundred thousand dollars, Angela. So drop off the child and meet me at Cedar Wind. I promise you, when you get whatâs coming to you, your life will change forever.
[ Cellphone beeps ] [ Some distance away from Hatcher, men are digging a grave ]
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[ Ressler and Park enter Geoffrey Entzâs office ]
Ressler: Agents Ressler and Park, FBI.
Entz: Uh, what can I do for you?
Park: Was a paternity claim made against Abraham Geller?
Entz: I donât discuss my clientsâ cases.
Ressler: This isnât about your client. Itâs about a womanâs life.
Entz: Iâm sure you can appreciate this is privileged information.
Park: Yes, but itâs a life-threatening situation. What you know could save Angela Hendricksonâs life.
Ressler: Has she been here?
Entz: Yeah. To chisel a decent family out of a small fortune.
Ressler: So she signed a settlement agreement. You wired the money?
Entz: I did. Less than an hour ago.
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[ Angela is in her car at Cedar Wind Cemetary ]
[ Baby crying ] [ Angela gets out of the driverâs seat and gets in the back next to Lily who is in a car seat, leaving the back door open. She comforts the baby ]
Angela: Mm.
[ Hatcher appears suddenly and grabs Angela by the arm ]
Hatcher: I thought youâd be alone.
Angela: Iâ couldnât leave her. I know it wasnât what we agreed to.
Hatcher: Oh, no, donât give it another thought.
Angela: [ Sighs happily ]
Hatcher: Iâm glad sheâs here. I think every child should have a loving home. Just not yours.
[ Hatcher injects Angela in the neck. She loses consciousness ]
[ Crying intensifies ]
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Aram: I found her. Angela Hendrickson. Now, sheâs not answering our calls, but she received a call outside a Rockville Fire station 30 minutes ago, and her cell just pinged a tower off county road 75.
Liz: Whatâs the green area?
Aram: That is Cedar Wind Cemetery in Livingston. [ Ringing ] Oh, cemetery. Thatâs bad.
Ressler: [ On speaker ] Ressler.
Aram: Thatâs, uhâ Thatâs really bad.
Cooper: Ressler, we have a location. Keen will meet you on-site.
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[ Cedar Wind Cemetery ] [ Hatcher is digging ]
[ Hatcher walks over to the car ]
[ Baby cooing ] [ Baby crying ]
Hatcher: Aww. Hey, baby. Weâre almost finished. Weâll be home soon.
[ Angela moves ]
Hatcher: Oh, my. Angela, I am so sorry. I never meant for you to see this.
[ Hatcher injects Angela again ]
[ Crying continues ]
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[ Suspenseful music plays ]
[ Hatcher rolls Angela into the grave. He picks up his shovel and shovels dirt on top of her ]
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[ Banging on door ] [ Jalal Abbas signals to other men and they take cover ] [ Banging continues ]
[ Jalal opens the door ]
Jalal Abbas: Yeah?
Dembe: Jalal?
Jalal: Who are you?
Dembe: A friend from the mosque.
[ One of the other men is about to shoot. Dembe shoots đ„ him first ]
â Aah! [ Grunts ]
[ Chuck and others of Redâs guys join Dembe ]
[ đ„đ„đ„ Gunfire đ„đ„đ„ ]
Jalal: Donât shoot! Donât shoot! Okay, okay! Okay! [ Breathing heavily ] [ Grunts ]
Dembe: [ To Jalal ] Go ahead.
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[ Hatcher continues shoveling dirt into the grave ]
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[ Red walks over to Jalal ]
Red: Where is Imam Asmal?
Jalal: I donât know. I donât. Iâm sorry.
Dembe: You do. Answer the question.
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[ The cemetery ] [ Hatcher leans over the infant in the car ]
Hatcher: Hello, little girl. Weâll be home real soon.
[ đšSirens wailing đš] [ Tires screech ] [ FBI agents pile out of the vehicles, including Ressler and Liz ]
Hatcher: Good heavens.
[ Baby crying ]
Ressler: Hands! Put your hands in the air!
Hatcher: Got a baby here.
Liz: Where is she?!
[ Crying continues ]
Liz: Angela Hendrickson â where?!
Hatcher: I donâtâ I donât know who that is.
Liz: Where is she, Nyle?
[ Crying continues ]
Liz: Which grave?
Hatcher: I have noâ
Liz: Answer me!
Hatcher: I have no earthly idea what you mean!
[ Liz calls out to the other agents ]
Liz: He doesnât want her to suffer, so sheâs sedated, but she may still be alive. We need to fan out. Weâre looking for a fresh grave. There canât be many.
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[ Jalalâs house ]
[ Muffled coughing seems to come from the basement ]
Red: How do we get to the basement?
Jalal: I donât have a basement.
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[ Suspenseful music plays ]
[ Agents search the cemetery with flashlights ]
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[ Red sees a seam in the floor covered with a heavy chest. He pushes it ] [ Creaking, rattling ]
Red: Morgan.
[ Creaking, scraping ] [ Morgan and Red push the heavy chest away. Underneath is a trap door. Red opens it ]
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[ The cemetery ]
Ressler: Hey! I got something!
[ Liz runs over. She and Ressler dig into the dirt with their hands ] [ Breathing heavily ]
Liz: I feel something! [ Panting ]
[ They uncover Angelaâs face. Liz feels her neck ]
Liz: Sheâs got a pulse.
Ressler: [ Shouting ] Get on the radio! Call the paramedics!
[ Ressler lifts up Angela ] [ Grunts ]
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[ Dembe and Red descend the stairs to the basement ]
Red: What the hell?
[ In the basement are huddled 15 or so poorly clad women and children ]
Dembe: [ Foreign language ] Itâs okay. Donât be frightened. Weâre not going to hurt you.
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[ Interrogation room ]
Liz: The women you brutalized, how many were they?
Nyle Hatcher: I try not to think about them.
[ Paper rustling. Liz lays out photos of the dead women ]
Hatcher: It wasnât personal. I needed hosts willing to break the law, and they did that just by showing up at my hotel room. Desperate and brokeâ
Liz: And what â dispensable?
Hatcher: It isnât my fault that nobody cares when a prostitute dies.
Ressler: No, people care. Families care.
Liz: This was never about killing those women.
Hatcher: Agent Keen, I have spent my life surrounded by death â surrounded by the pain that comes with lifeâs end, the futility of it all. Itâs a lonely existence. One that I thought money could change. So I came up with a way to steal money from people that wouldnât care that it was missing â the dead. I like to think of them as âdonors.â But the donors required hosts â women who, sadly, needed to die to protect the plan â which is why I chose women who needed to be freed from their otherwise insufferable lives. Finally, the plan requires a child.
Liz: What did you do with the children?
Hatcher: Well, I tell all the mothers that I plan to give the newborns away. Some mother donât like that, and some, like Angela, even try to keep their babies. That upset me at first, until I realized that the money those children provided me wasnât the solution. The children were the solution.
Liz: What does that mean?
Hatcher: It means I couldnât leave them at the fire station like I thought. Means I needed them. Means I couldnât let them go, that they needed me.
Liz: Needed you?
Hatcher: Forging the adoption paperwork wasnât cheap, but money isnât a problem for me.
I just didnât want any of those kids to grow up aloneâ
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[ Laughs ] [ Children of various ages interact in a pleasant home ] [ Speaking indistinctly ]
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Hatcher: âlike me, without a family. They needed sisters and brothers.
Ressler: Where are the kids, Nyle?
Hatcher: Theyâre home. They have all they need. A loving father. Unbelievable financial resources.
Liz: Whatâs gonna happen to those kids? What are they gonna say when they find out what you did?
Hatcher: Oh, donât tell them what I did. They donât need to know. They gave me such a precious gift. I mean, I was dead. They brought me back to life.
Ressler: All that matters are those kidsâ lives. And with you in prison, theyâre gonna be a whole lot better.
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Dembe: Imam Asmal.
Jalal Iâm telling you I donât know.
Red: Who are they?
Jalal: Refugees seeking asylum. Imam Asmal knows nothing of this. I thought the FBI took him because they thought he did.
Red: And you have no ties to Tahrir al-Sham.
Jalal: Me? Iâm trying to save them from Tahrir al-Sham. The United States has made it illegal for them to come here.
[ Redâs cellphone ringing ]
Jalal: But the Prophet Muhammed teaches us not to obey the created if it means disobeying the Creator.
[ Red steps aside ]
Red: Harold?
Cooper: [ On phone ] CTD traced a cellphone belonging to one of the extremists. They traced it to a safe house in West Adams. Units are en route.
Red: Theyâre not extremists. Theyâre humanitarians.
Cooper: Humanitarians took the imam?
Red: How long do we have before the troops arrive?
Cooper: You are at the safe house.
Red: [ Sighs ] Itâs feeling less and less safe with every second.
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[ The Post Office ]
[ Mazzy Starâs âȘ âInto Dustâ plays ]
[ Nyle Hatcher is led by armed guards past Liz, Ressler and Park to the elevator ]
Park: Looks like your cold-case theory was right, Liz. I confirmed it. He set the money aside for the children.
Ressler: A guy with a conscience who does what he did, thatâs way scarier than a straight psychopath.
[ Elevator doors close ]
Liz: We should tell the widows their husbands didnât cheat on them.
Aram: And the kids?
âȘ Still âȘ
Aram: Whatâs being done about the kids?
Liz: Child Services is reaching out to the families of both parents.
âȘ Falling âȘ
Liz: Hopefully someone will step up.
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[ Margaret James cuddles her grandchild ]
Margaret: Hi. Iâm Margaret. Mm-hmm.
âȘ Breathless and on âȘ
Margaret: Iâm your grandma. [ Laughs ] Arenât you the sweetest?
âȘ Again âȘ
Margaret: You have your motherâs eyes.
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Park: What about Angela? Will she get to keep her child?
Liz: Sheâs under house arrest, awaiting trial. But mothers can keep their infants with them in prison for up to 18 months.
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[ In prison, Angela rocks and kisses her newborn ]
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âȘ Falling breathless and on âȘ
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[ At the safe house, the refugees line up for dinner. Red is there with Liz ]
Red: Ah. Please tell me youâre hungry.
âȘ Again âȘ
Red: Tonightâs special is wagyu beef.
Liz: So this is what itâs all about. Asylum seekers.
Red: Counterterrorism division is looking for extremists that donât exist when they should be looking for Dembeâs imam. His kidnapping is completely unrelated and, as yet, unsolved.
Liz: I checked with MPD on my way over. Theyâve got nothing. No forensics. No witnesses.
âȘ Beside me âȘ
Red: Sakiya said the same. I told her to double-check everything, butâ Iâm afraid itâs a diminishing return.
[ Dembe is helping himself to dinner ]
Liz: Howâs he holding up?
âȘ Around, broken in two âȘ
Red: Itâs hard for him. Especially since he knows Iâm to blame.
Liz: You?
Red: People close to me are often in harmâs way.
âȘ Till your eyes shed âȘ
Liz: Dembeâs imam is not close to you.
âȘ Into dust âȘ
Red: No. But Dembe is. I donât think whoever did this is interested in extremistsâ
âȘ Like two strangers âȘ
Red: or clerics and refugees.
âȘ Turning into dust âȘ
Red: I think theyâre interested in me.
âȘ Till my hands shook with the weight âȘ
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[ Liz gets into a car with Esi Jackson ]
Liz: At first, I thought you screwed up, that Koslov ran because he knew you were following him. But then I realized Ilya wasnât scared of you. Youâre the one whoâs scared. Reddington got to you. Ilya Koslov has information that could save my motherâs life. And you helped prevent me from finding it. The least you can do is tell me why.
Esi Jackson: You have powerful enemies.
Liz: [ Breathes deeply ] I had no idea he was one of them.
âȘ I could possibly be fading âȘ
Jackson: The Sikorsky Archive.
Liz: Whatâs that?
Jackson: Before Reddington warned me off, I had a mic trained on Ilyaâs apartment.
âȘ Or have âȘ
Jackson: That archive, whatever it is, heâs obsessed with it. If Koslov has information that could save a womanâs life, my guess itâs in that archive.
âȘ I could feel myself growing colder âȘ
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[ Door opens ]
âȘ I could feel myself âȘ
[ Footsteps ] [ Imam Asmal looks up ]
âȘ Under your fate âȘ
Katarina Rostova: We have a lot to talk about.
Imam Asmal: Who are you?
Katarina: How about you let me ask the questions?
âȘ Under Your fate âȘ
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[ Ressler is walking to his car when a man stops him. Itâs his older brother Robby, whose calls heâs been avoiding ]
Robby: What, you change your number? Thatâs cold.
Ressler: I got nothing to say to you.
Robby: Maybe not. But I got something to say to you, and, trust me, youâre gonna want to hear it.
âȘ It was you âȘ
[ Robby shows Ressler a photo on his phone ]
Robby: Thatâs Ray Fieldâ until next week, when they break ground on the strip mall.
âȘ Breathless and torn âȘ
Ressler: Digging up Ray Field?
Robby: Yeah, baby brother. And all the secrets under it.
âȘ I could feel my eyes âȘ
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[ Red is putting dishes in the sink. Dembeâs on the phone ]
Dembe: Yes.
âȘ Turning into dust âȘ
Dembe: Iâll tell him. [ Beep ] Theyâre at the safe house on Vermont.
âȘ And two strangers âȘ
Dembe: Jalal asked me to thank you.
Red: Happy ending for them.
âȘ Turning into dust âȘ
Red: For you, not so much. [ Coughs ] [ Red doubles over ]
Dembe: Raymond.
Red: [ Coughs ] [ Inhales deeply ] Iâm fine.
[ Knock on door ]
Red: [ Coughing ]
âȘ Turning into dust âȘ
Red: Iâm fine.
[ Knock on door ] [ Dembe goes to answer it. Itâs Sakiya, Redâs cleaner ]
Sakiya: I found something.
[ Door closes ]
Sakiya: A fingerprint on the corner of the imamâs desk.
Dembe: Could you identify it?
Sakiya: I could. But, uhâ
Dembe: But what?
Sakiya: Belongs to a man whoâs been in prison for 15 years. Arturo Ruel. How can that be?
Dembe: I donât know. Perhaps Raymond will.
[ Dembe walks back to where Red was ]
Dembe: Raymond.
[ Red is lying face down on the floor, unconscious ]
Dembe: Raymond!
[ Dembe runs to Red, kneels down next to him and feels for a pulse]
[ Ominous music plays ]
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By Mazzy StarâȘ Still falling
Breathless and on again
Inside today
Beside me today
Around, broken in two
Till your eyes shed
Into dust
Like two strangers
Turning into dust
Till my hand shook
With the weight of fearâȘ I could possibly be fading
Or have something more to gain
I could feel myself growing colder
I could feel myself under your fate
Under your fateâȘ It was you
Breathless and torn
I could feel my eyes turning into dust
And two strangers
Turning into dust
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đŽ Script 7:17 Brothers
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Program air date: 5/1/2020 in the US
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Director: Mahesh Pailoor
Written by: Sean Hennen
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Brief (Where weâre at): Red has collapsed! Dembe has found him unconscious on the floor of the restaurant kitchen. Red and Dembe had just shared a meal with a group of Syrian refugees they had rescued while looking for Dembeâs Imam, Sadiq Asmal, who had been kidnapped.
Dembe had left Red for just a moment to answer a knock on the door. It was Redâs cleaner, Sakiya, who came to tell them she had found a fingerprint that might be connected nto Imam Asmalâs kidnapping ~ but it belongs to a man named Arturo Ruel who supposedly has been in prison for 15 years. When Dembe returned to the kitchen, Red was unconscious.
Red has a mysterious illness he has been hiding from Liz. He had funded the research of a brilliant pharmacist, Spalding Stark, and been treated by him, but the treatments turned out to be ineffective. Ressler saw Redâs medical file so he knows Redâs diagnosis, as does his friend (or relative?), Ilya Koslov (aka Frank Bloom).
Liz had been told by her grandfather, Dominic Wilkinson, that before Red took on the identity of her dead father, the real Raymond Reddington, he was named Ilya Koslov, but Liz found out from her mother that was not true. So she siccâd a private investigator named Esi Jackson on Ilya. But Ilya became suspicious. Red had his interrogator Brimley question Esi Jackson and found out that Liz knows Red is not Ilya and that she is still determined to find out his true identity, his most guarded secret.
But Liz later confronted Jackson and Liz now knows Red knows sheâs been investigating him â just when he thought they were âon the same side.â The real Ilya, meanwhile, has headed for the hills, to escape both Lizâs efforts and those of her mother, Katarina Rostova, who Liz knows is alive, but Red saw âdieâ in a staged assassination.
With her access to Ilya cut off, Katarina has turned to another source close to Red. It was she, in fact, who had Dembeâs imam kidnapped. What is Katarina looking for? Esi Jackson thinks she knows:
Esi Jackson: The Sikorsky Archive.
Liz: Whatâs that?
Jackson: Before Reddington warned me off, I had a mic trained on Ilyaâs apartment. That archive, whatever it is, heâs obsessed with it. If Koslov has information that could save a womanâs life, my guess itâs in that archive.Meanwhile, Ressler, who has been trying to ignore calls from his âblack sheepâ older brother Robby for days, was finally confronted by him in person. Robby informs Ressler that Ray Field is going to be excavated for a new strip mall and secrets of theirs buried there for decades will be unearthed.
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[ Finkâs âȘ âWarm Shadowâ plays ]
[ Flashback: Detroit 1995 ]
[ Door bangs ] [ A Drug Dealer runs down the stairs of a housing complex. Two police officers, Tommy Markin and Robert Ressler Sr, are chasing him. They are partners ]
Officer Ressler: Unit 5-7, requesting additional units to Brewster housing complex. Looking for one suspect, white male, possibly armed. Have units roll Code 2 â no lights or sirens. [ Static ] We lucky today, partner?
Officer Markin: One way to find out.
âȘ What you got going on?
Behind those, eyes closed, holding on
And I donât want another day to break âȘ
[ The Drug Dealer appears and shoots Officer Ressler ] [ Gunshot đ„ ]
Drug Dealer: I got him, I got him!
âȘ Take our, steal our night away âȘ
[ The Drug Dealer stares at Officer Ressler on the floor. He doesnât run. Markin doesnât move to arrest him. It was a set-up. Markin calls in over police radio ]
Officer Markin: Central! Shots fired! Shots fired! Resslerâs been hit! My partner is down!
[ Markin walks toward Officer Ressler. He casually shoots the Drug Dealer ] [ Gunshots đ„đ„ ]
Markin: [ On Police Radio ] Roll ambulance to my location, immediately!
Dispatcher: Central, copy. EMT to Brewster housing complex. Officer down, officer down.
[ Markin kneels down next to Ressler, who is still alive, barely ]
Markin: [ Sighs ] I told you to take the money, Bob.
âȘ Warm shadow âȘ
Markin: The rest of us did.
Ressler: [ Inaudible ]
Markin: Iâll look after Lisa and the boys.
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[ Present day: ]
[ Ressler drives as his older brother Robby sits in the car next to him ]
Robby: [ Sighs ] [ Sighs deeply ] You ever think about Dad?
Ressler: What about him?
Robby: Justâ You wake up one day, kiss the wife and kids, you go on the jobâ you donât know itâs gonna be the last five minutes of your life. What was he thinking right before that? What he wanted to have for dinner, or the gas bill?
Ressler: We donât need to talk about it.
Robby: Youâve seen a lot of people get killed, right?
[ Ressler nods ]
Robby: Is it always thatâ meaningless?
Ressler: Yeah.
Robby: Mm.
[ A sign says âWoodhavenâ ]
Robby: Almost home. Been a while since youâve been back, huh? A few years at least?
Ressler: What do you think this is? A vacation for me? Do you think Iâ I want to be here?
Robby: I know you donât want to be here. Mom knows, though. I told her you were coming to town.
Ressler: You told Mom?
Robby: Mm.
Ressler: You do realize that if something goes wrong tonight, we both end up going straight to jail? You get that, right?
Robby: Relax. [ Sighs ] Itâs just Mom. Whoâs she gonna tell?
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[ A mini-reunion of relatives has gathered at the home of Ressler and Robbyâs mother, Lisa ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Aunt Cindy: So, you got anybody special back in D.C., Donnie? When am I gonna start seeing some nieces and nephews?
Ressler: [ Chuckles ] Uh, no one special right now, Aunt Cindy. But Iâm looking. I got my eyes open.
Ben: Is it cool being an FBI agent, Uncle Don? You got a gun?
Ressler: I do carry a weapon, Ben, yeah.
Resslerâs Uncle: How long you around? Whatâs this big case we heard about?
Ressler: Big case?
Lisa (Resslerâs Mom): The one youâre in town for. Robby said it was something big?
Robby: Ma, I told you it was top, uhâ
Ressler: Confidential. â is the word we use at the Bureau â confidential.
Lisa: Look at this. Both my boys under the same roof. Don, did Robby tell you about his company expanding? He got himself that collectorâs car you rode here in. And he bought me a fancy new watch.
Robby: Itâs nothing, Ma. Just got a new garage, and we can do twice as many cars now, soâ
Lisa: Iâm just happy youâre home, Don. I wish your father could be here to see how great both his children turned out. Heâd be so proud.
[ Ressler turns around a cup with a police badge printed on it ]
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[ Flashback (1995): ]
[ Resslerâs mother is the kitchen washing the cup with the police badge ]
Young Lisa: Donnie, what am I gonna tell your father when he gets home?
Young Ressler: Principle Neillâs a liar.
Young Lisa: [ Sighs ] I thought we were past all this. You canât keep skipping class.
Young Ressler: What am I gonna learn in a classroom that I canât learn out in the real world, anyway?
Young Robby: By âreal world,â you mean getting baked with your wastoid friends out behind the Farmer Jackâs every day?
Young Ressler: Stay out of this, Officer Asshat. We all know youâre only joining the academy for the cavity searches.
Young Robby: Loiteringâs a crime, you know. One of these days, itâll be me slapping the cuffs on you.
Young Ressler: Mm, maybe Iâll learn something useful in prison. Like dice.
[ Doorbell rings ] [ Door opens ]
Young Lisa: Tom? What is it?
Tommy Markin: Lisa â Itâs Bob. Somethingâs happened. Can I come in?
Young Lisa: Wait, waitâ [ Sobbing ] Please, Tom. No. It canât be. Not my husband. Please, no. [ Sobbing ]
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[ Present Day: ]
Lisa: Everything all right, Don?
Ressler: Yeah. J-Just a little tired. We drove all night, so, uh, Iâm gonna have to get a little shut eye.
Lisa: Iâm sorry. Oh, of course. I put fresh sheets on your old bed. You remember the way, donât you?
Ressler: Of course. [ Chuckles ]
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[ Footsteps approaching ] [ Ressler enters his old room. He looks around, smiles ] [ Robby enters and closes the door. ]
Robby: [ Clears throat ] There we are. Okay, Iâm sorry. Iâ I didnât knowâ
Ressler: What, Mom was gonna host a family reunion? Good call on that one.
Robby: [ Chuckles ] You know how she is. She gets excited. What can I say? Again, Iâm sorry, all right?
Ressler: What you should be sorry for is lying to her. Donât think for a second Iâm fooled by this whole vintage car and Rolex routine. What are you up to, Robby?
Robby: You know what? This may come as a shock to you, Don â Agent Ressler, world policeman â I am not a screw-up anymore.
Ressler: Well, if youâre such a success, what are you doing living at home, sleeping in our old room?
Robby: Iâm just between apartments.
Ressler: [ Exhales sharply ]
Robby: Go to hell. You know, somebody had to look out for Mom. You wonât do it. Letâs just get this over with.
[ They sit beside each other. Robby shows Ressler photos on this cell phone ]
Robby: [ Clears throat ] Okay. You remember the old dirt field? Theyâre gonna turn this into an outdoor mall. They break ground tomorrow. If they find whatâs under that dirtâ
Ressler: So itâs now or never.
Robby: I watched the site overnight last week. They have one night watchman. Guy makes his rounds every hour or two. Half the time, heâs asleep in his car. Now, see this? Thereâs a gap in that gate big enough for both of us to fit through without making a sound. Howâs that for recon?
Ressler: All right. Weâre gonna need shovels, nothing too heavy â flashlights, low-wattage â canât be too bright, nothing with halogen bulbs. Bleachâ weâre gonna need at least three quarts, maybe more.
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Hardware Man: Wow. Big project, huh?
Robby: Yeah. Septic tank.
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[ Ressler sits in the vintage car with racing stripes, looking at the radio ]
[ Soundgardenâs âȘ âBlack Hole Sunâ plays ]
[ Flashback: ]
[ Young Ressler sits on the staircase by the living room of his home. He takes a drink from a small bottle of liquor. People mill in the background ]
âȘ In my eyes, indisposed
In disguises no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
The sun in my disgrace
Boiling heat âȘ
[ Young Robby walks over and flicks Young Ressler on the back of the head ]
Young Robby: The hell are you doing?
Young Ressler: Grieving. Whatâs it to you?
âȘ âNeath the black the sky looks dead
Call my name through the cream âȘ
Young Ressler: Who are these people?
Young Robby: Cool it. Theyâre here for Mom.
Young Ressler: Yeah? Whoâs here for Dad?
[ Tommy Markin walks over ]
Markin: How you boys holding up? You need anything?
Young Ressler: Yep. Refill.
[ Young Ressler leaves ]
Markin: Heâs drunk?
Young Robby: Youâre surprised?
[ Door closes ] [ Tommy Markin reaches into his pocket and pulls out a Catholic religious medal on a chain ]
Young Robby: This was Dadâs.
Markin: Thatâs Saint Michael, patron saint of police officers. Found it in his personal effects.
Young Robby: [ Sighs ]
Markin: He wouldâve wanted it to go to the next cop in the family.
[ Markinâs cellphone rings. He nods to Young Robby and walks off ]
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[ Outdoors, Young Ressler slouches in a car, drinking ]
âȘ Black hole sun
Wonât you come
And wash away the rain âȘ
Young Ressler: [ Sighs ]
[ Door closes ] [ Markin comes outside, talking on his phone ]
Markin: Hang on.
âȘ Wonât you come
Wonât you come âȘ
Markin: All right, Iâm outside. Go ahead. ââ Donât feed me that.
âȘ Black hole sun âȘ
Markin: We gave the guy a chance.
âȘ Wonât you come âȘ
Markin: Nobody wanted this. Itâs cleaned up.
[ Young Ressler slouches down further, listening as Markin walks past ]
âȘ And wash away the rain âȘ
Markin: Just heard from forensics â no further investigation.
âȘ Black hole sun âȘ
Markin: Itâs a good shooting. Weâre safe.
âȘ Wonât you come
Wonât you come
Black hole sun, black hole sun âȘ
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[ Present day: ]
[ Ressler sits in the car ] [ Robby tapping on glass ]
Robby: Pop the trunk.
âȘ Wonât you come
Black hole âȘ
[ Robby and Ressler load the stuff they bought into the trunk of the car ] [ Car doors close, engine starts ]
[ Two men sit in a car some distance away ] [ Cellphone dialing ] [ Ringing tone ]
Albanian: Weâve got eyes on them. Iâll keep you posted.
[ Ressler and Robbyâs car takes off ] [ Tires squealing ]
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[ Ray field ] [ Ressler and Robby enter the field through the loosely chained door in the fence ] [ Chains rattling ]
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[ Flashback: ]
Young Ressler: Tommy Markin did it.
Young Robby: Shut up, Donnie. You donât know what youâre saying.
Young Ressler: I heard the call! I was right there! Tommy was talking about Dad. Maybe he didnât pull the trigger, but he had something to do with it, Iâm sure.
Young Robby: Youâre drunk.
Young Ressler: I know what I heard.
Young Robby: Maybe it was another case. He was Dadâs best friend. Heâs practically our uncleâ
Young Ressler: Maybe we can prove it? Maybe we can prove it. Likeâ Like on TV or something. Weâ We could get him to confess to us.
Young Robby: Thatâs not how it works. You need evidence â documents, a recording â
Young Ressler: Iâll get them.
Young Robby: I trust Tommy Markin, okay? Dad trusted him, I trust him.
Young Ressler: Why? âCause you both wear the same stupid badge?
Young Robby: Look, I know you need someone to blame for thisâ
Young Ressler: I have someone to blame! We just need to prove it!
Young Robby: Jesus, Don! How bad do you need to be the center of attention every single time?! Donât mention it again! Donât bring it up to Mom. She feels bad enough. Let it go.
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[ Present day: ]
[ At Ray Field, Robby counts off his paces ]
Robby: 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66â Canât believe itâs actually working.
[ Man coughing ] [ Itâs the guard ] [ They dodge behind some equipment ]
Ressler: I thought you said that heâ
Robby: Shh! I guess heâs off his schedule.
Ressler: Get down, get down!
[ Ressler pushes Robby down. Robby cuts his hand on some razor wire ]
Robby: Aah!
Ressler: All right, looks like Iâm gonna be doing all the digging. [ Sighs ]
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[ They reach the site ]
Ressler: Sure this is it?
Robby: Iâd know it like it was yesterday. This is it. Dig fast. Iâll keep an eye out for the turnkey.
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[ Flashback: ]
[ Glass shatters ] [ Young Ressler breaks the window of a door, reaches inside and lets himself inside ] [ He walks over to a desk ] [ Glass crunching ]
[ Young Ressler rifles through some papers. Tommy Markin comes down the stairs ]
Tommy Markin: I heard you before you even put your pants on this morning, Donnie. The hell are you doing here?
Young Ressler: What did you do to my dad?
Markin: Wrong place, wrong time, kid. Let me show you the door.
Young Ressler: I know you had something to do with him getting shot. I heard you. On the phone. Youâre coming with me to tell the cops everything.
Markin: I am the cops. Donnie, youâre young. Youâre grieving. Youâre not thinking straight. We can figure out a way to pay for the window, butâ
[ Young Ressler pulls out a pistol and points it at Tommy Markin ] [ Gun cocks ]
Young Ressler: Recognize this? It was Dadâs.
Markin: Donnie, itâs a tragedy what happened. ââ What are you gonna do? Shoot me? Shoot a cop? Do you even have a plan?
Young Ressler: Just tell me itâs true!
Markin: Youâve already gotten yourself into enough trouble to break your motherâs heart. Donât make it worse. You donât want this on your head. Iâm gonna give you one more chance. You give me that gun, or your life is over, young man. You think youâre tough? Your dad was tough. Your brotherâs tough. You donât even have the balls to pâ
[ đ„ Young Ressler shoots him ]
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[ Present day: ]
[ Shovel scraping ] [ Ressler, digging, comes to some plastic sheeting. He pulls it back. There lies a skull ]
Robby: [ Coughs ] Itâs been a while. You remember Tommy Markin, donât you, Don?
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[ Flashback: ]
[ Lee DeWyzeâs âȘ âBlackbirdâs Songâ plays ]
[ Young Robby is now at Tommy Markinâs house with Young Ressler. Markin lies on his back, shot in the chest ]
Young Robby: Donnie, what did you do?
âȘ Pack your things âȘ
Young Ressler: [ Breathing shakily ] I didnât know who else to call. He killed Dad, Robby.
Young Robby: Did he admit it?
Young Ressler: He was going to.
âȘ Leave somehow âȘ
Young Ressler: H-He wouldâve. I know it.
âȘ Blackbird song âȘ
Young Robby: Donnie, I need you to listen to me carefullyâ
âȘ Is over now âȘ
Young Robby: âand answer my questions. You got that? Did anyone see you come in here?
Young Ressler: No.
Young Robby: Did Markin alert anyone when he saw you? Did he make any calls?
Young Ressler: No.
Young Robby: How long has it been since the gunshot?
Young Ressler: I donât know. Uhâ 15, maybe 20 minutes.
Young Robby: Then nobody heard it. Or at least no one reported it.
âȘ Ooh, ooh, ooh âȘ
Young Robby: Donnie. Go home. Wipe Dadâs gun off and put it back where you found it. Donât say anything to Mom. Donât say anything to anyone.
âȘ Mouths are dry âȘ
Young Robby: Forget this happened. Understood?
âȘ River runs âȘ
Young Ressler: What are you gonna do?
Young Robby: Iâll take care of this.
âȘ Hands are tied âȘ
Young Robby: Donât say another word. Just go.
âȘ Preacher sighs
Pack your things âȘ
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[ Present day: ]
[ Ressler and Robby talk over Tommy Markinâs grave ]
Robby: You ever lose sleep at night âcause of what we did back then?
âȘ Leave somehow âȘ
Ressler: Some nights. Not many.
Robby: Ever wish you could take it back?
âȘ Blackbird song âȘ
Ressler: This man killed our father. Then stood at his wake and lied to our faces. He was a disgrace to the badge he wore.
âȘ Is over now âȘ
Ressler: The one you were going to wear. The one I wear every day. No, this scumbag got everything that was coming to him. So, no. I wouldnât take it back. You?
âȘ Ohhhh âȘ
Robby: Ah, we better get going. Night watchman will be coming soon.
âȘ Donât be scared
Iâm still here
[ They wrap the bones in new plastic sheeting ]
No more time
For crying, dear âȘ
[ Robby and Ressler carry the skeletal remains in the plastic sheeting to the car and load them into the trunk ]
[ The same two men (including the Albanian) who were observing them earlier watch Robby and Ressler from a distance ]
[ Ressler and Robby drive away ] [ Tires screech, engine revs ]
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[ They park Robbyâs car on the street and walk into Robbyâs garage ]
Ressler: Listen, Robby, look, Iâ I should say, uhâ should say that Iâm sorry.
Robby: About what?
Ressler: What I said earlier, back at the house. Look, I-Iâve been hard on you. I left this place behind, and you stayed, and that wasâ that was the harder choice, and I should give you credit for it. For everything. All your success. Work, everything.
[ They put the shovel and other things into a metal chest ] [ Lid rattles, closes ]
Robby: Thank you, Don.
Ressler: Look, I was a prick when we were younger, and Iâm the reason why weâre taking care of this now, butâ you had my back that night.
Robby: Of course I did. Youâre my brother.
Ressler: I never thanked you. Look, you saved me. That night, everything in my life changed.
Robby: Well, you mightâve noticed, it wasnât exactly the same for me, either.
Ressler: Looks like youâre doing pretty good now. Hey, maybe you could take me by this garage while Iâm still in town?
Robby: Yeah, cool.
[ Engine revving ]
Robby: Iâd like that.
[ âĄïžTires screechingâĄïž ] [ Robbyâs car speeds by ]
Ressler: Robby, tell me that was random.
Robby: Okay, I can explain.
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[ A bar ]
Robby: The garage isnât doinâ as well as I mightâve let Mom think.
Ressler: Oh, you donât say?
Robby: I was losing money, so I hired a bunch of guys. I thought they were stand-up guys. And, uhâ anyway, I needed some fast cash. Couldnât stand for another failure, Donnie.
Ressler: Whoâd you borrow money from?
Robby: Definitely not the banks. Those places, you walk in, they donât even look at youâ
Ressler: Robby.
Robby: I borrowed it from a local guy.
Ressler: What do you mean, a connected kind of local guy?
Robby: Yeah, the Albanian type.
Ressler: The mob? The Albanian mob? How much money did you borrow?
Robby: 5OK. It was 30% vig on it. And that was like six months ago.
Ressler: [ Laughs ]
Robby: So itâs closer to 15OK now, soâ Thatâs why they took the car, you know, as collateral. I had to try something.
[ Telephone rings in distance ]
Ressler: Is there anything else youâre not telling me?
Robby: No, I swear. Thatâs it.
Bartender: Hey, man. Itâs for you.
Ressler: Who is this?
Albanian: [ On phone ] We have your car. And the cargo in the trunk. Jakov Mitko wants to see you both.
Ressler: Whoâs Jakov Mitko?
Albanian: Your brother knows. He knows where, too. Donât be late. [ Click ]
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[ Jakov Mitko is tending plants on large tables outside of a greenhouse ]
Jakov Mitko: [ Albanian accent ] You know the thing about plants? They are obedient. A little love, a little care â they do exactly what they are supposed to. They grow. They give back. Oxygen, flowers. They are uncomplicated. Anyone can respect that, yes? You must be the brother from D.C. Everyone thought I was crazy to loan money to a guy whose brother was FBI. I said, âWait and see.â I donât think in a million years I couldâve seen this.
Robby: Listen, Jakov, Iâm gonna get your money. Every last penny of it.
Mitko: This isnât about money anymore.
Robby: I donât understand this.
Ressler: He has the car. Thatâs what this is about.
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[ Jakov leads them to where they can see the car. He gestures toward it ]
Mitko: Ah. VoilĂ . I donât know who Detective 4818 of the Detroit Police Department was â but heâs seen better days.
Robby: Just tell us what you want.
Mitko: I was going to burn down your garage, just to prove I could. I thought that was your only asset. But now that your brother is here, I know I was wrong. An FBI agent? Now thatâs a whole other thing. At the field office of the FBI here in Detroit, there is a room called Department 12. I have never seen it. I am told it is mostly computers. Computers that an agent like yourself can access. Go to that room, and bring me back a file labeled â432.â
Ressler: What is it?
Mitko: Have that file back here by 5:00 p.m. today. If you do that [ sprays flowers ] I will give you back the car and everything thatâs in it. And as an added incentive, I will wipe your brotherâs debt clean.
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[ Ressler and Robby walk away alongside a building, Ressler leading the way ]
Robby: Hey. I know what youâre gonna say.
[ Ressler spins around and slugs âĄïžRobby ]
[ Robby recovers his balance, rubs his chin ]
Robby: Okay, fine, I deserved that.
Ressler: You know what Department 12 is, Robby? Itâs the office UCs file their sealed reports to. Now, in case you forgot watching âMiami Viceâ as kids, UC stands for âundercover.â So, whoeverâs nameâs in there is gonna get killed âcause I gotta run that psychoâs little errand.
Robby: Iâm not an idiot. Iâm not an idiot! Donât treat me like one! And youâre not gonna do what heâs asking you to do! Itâll destroy you.
Ressler: Yeah, and if I donât, heâs gonna take those remains and heâs gonna turn them in, and itâs gonna destroy both of us.
Robby: Iâll take full responsibility.
Ressler: We both know I canât let you do that, okay? I killed that guy.
Robby: Donnie, Donnieâ
Ressler: No, this is my mess.
Robby: You still donât get it. It isnât only your mess.
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[ Flashback: ]
Robby: [ Voice-over ] It was just me and the body. Youâre shocked what your brain can come up with when youâre on autopilot like that.
[ Young Robby digs Markinâs grave ] [ Shovel scraping ]
Robby: [ Voice-over ] I thought a lot about how most peopleâs lives hinge on a few key moments.
[ Markin moans ] [ Markin coughs ]
Robby: [ Voice-over ] I think mine only had one moment, and then it was over.
Markin: [ Rasping ] Robbyâ Pleaseâ
Young Robby: I know you had Dad killed, Tommy. Donnie told me the truth.
Markin: Letting me die â wonât make us evenâ
Young Robby: [ Crying ] You took my father from me. How could you?
Markin: Itâ It was â business â
Robby: [ Voice-over ] In that moment, I suddenly had this clear thought. And I knew I was the only person that could protect you, Don. From Tommy Markin, and anyone else like him who might come along. I had no choiceâ
[ Young Robby strikes Markin with the shovel ] [ âĄïžShovel thudsâĄïž ]
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[ Present day: ]
Robby: I finished what you started. [ Breathing heavily ] I did it for you. For me. And for Daddy. In the end, all I was thinking about was you. I was protecting your future.
Ressler: Yeah, but why? Why didnât you tell me? Whatâ W-Why keep this a secret all these years?
Robby: I did that to protect you, too. Whatever that night had done to you, it was driving you. I carried the weight. I never regretted it. Because it did exactly what I thought it would do.
Ressler: And whatâs that?
Robby: It made you the person that you are today. So itâs not your mess. Itâs my mess, brother. Iâll turn myself in.
Ressler: No. We turn ourselves in. I left you alone once to clean up a mess. Iâm not gonna leave you alone again.
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[ Ressler is talking to someone, who and where is unclear ]
Ressler: Then, so weâ killed the man who killed our father. I pulled the trigger, yeahâ and to protect me, my brother did the rest. But we each had a hand in it. Look, we know where the body is. We can take you to it. But because of my involvement, I have to recuse myself from any part of the rest of this case. Thatâs why I called you. I knew you would help. I- I knew you would do the right thing.
[ Ressler is talking to Liz. They are in an FBI conference room. Robby sits some distance away ]
Liz: Ressler, Iâ Iâm not sure what Iâm supposed to say.
Ressler: Well, say you agree with me about how we should handle this. I mean, we arrest those bastards who took the car â for theft, for extortion, for all the other poison they pump into the city. And then after that â my brother and I come clean about what weâve done.
Liz: I donât know that I do agree. After the story you told me, after what youâve been through â both of youâ
Ressler: No, we have to do the right thing. Itâs important.
Liz: Of course, yes, I will help you. I just want to make sure youâre prepared to face the consequences when the FBI gets their hands on that vehicle and that body. Because if we go in and arrest those people, eventually, the FBIâs gonna open up that trunk.
Ressler: And find Tommy Markin. I know.
Liz: Are you really okay with dealing with the consequences of that?
Ressler: Iâve been running from this my whole life. I need it to be done. We both need it to be done.
[ Liz picks up the phone ] [ Button clicks ]
Liz: Yeah, this is Agent Keen. Can I get SAC Patel in here, please? Thank you.
[ Receiver clatters ]
Liz: [ To Ressler ] I need someone local to run point with me on this. We should go over what the plan is.
Ressler: [ Sighs ]
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[ Train whistle blares ]
[ Outside the conference room, Liz points out positions on a map ]
Liz: Weâll be around the corner, two blocks away. 12-second response time, Iâd guess.
Ressler: Wanna go over/under on that?
Liz: Itâs gonna be dangerous.
Ressler: When is it not?
Liz: You know, I can still talk to Patel, call it off. I have the authorityâ
Ressler: You know, Keenâ I didnât like you when we first met. I was wrong. Youâre a good agent.
Youâre the kind of agent that â people join the FBI to try to become. But youâre also a good person. Much better person than I am. So, whatever happens out there today, the Task Force is gonna be in good hands with you.
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[ Ressler and Robby ride in the back of a van with armed FBI personnel along with them ]
Ressler: You all right?
Robby: This is gonna kill Mom. Tell me again. Weâre doing the right thing?
Ressler: Yeah, Robby. We are. Weâre doing the right thing.
[ Engine shuts off ]
[ Liz gets out of the front door and slides opens the side door of the van. Ressler and Robby get out ]
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[ Inside Jakov Mitkoâs greenhouse ]
Jakov Mitko: I would be lying if I said I wasnât surprised that you went through with it.
[ Ressler holds up a thumb drive ]
Ressler: File 432.
Jakov Mitko: You donât care whoâs on it?
Ressler: Thatâs not my business.
Mitko: Your brother is sweating. And he looks nervous.
Ressler: Itâs because itâs humid in here and he loves his car. How about we see it?
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[ Liz and the SAC team are listening in front the van ]
Mitko: Okay. Let us go and see it.
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Ressler: One more thing before we trade.
Mitko: What do you want? A plant? A nice orchid to go?
Ressler: [ Chuckles ] My brother checks out the car for confirmation. Come on, Robby, do it.
[ Robby goes to the car and opens the trunk ]
Robby: [ Coughs ] [ Gives thumbs up ]
Mitko: My file.
[ Ressler gives Mitko the drive. Mitko gives it to the Albanian, who leaves with it. Another guard stays with Mitko ]
Ressler: Looks like weâre finished.
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Liz: [ Over comms ] Ressler, youâre sure this is what you want?
ââ
Mitko: Actually, I think I might have a few more projects I need your help with.
Ressler: No, this was a one-time deal.
Mitko: Or it wasnât. I still have the car â and my file.
Ressler: You sure about that?
[ The Albanian storms out ]
The Albanian: The drive is blank. Itâs a fake!
ââ
Liz: Weâre a go! Go, go, go, go!
[ The agents pile out of the van ]
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[ Ressler punches the guard behind him ]
Guard: [ Grunts ]
[ Ressler shoots the Albanian đ„đ„đ„] [ The SAC team arrives ]
â FBI!
â Hands!
â On the ground!
[ đ„đ„đ„ Gunfight đ„đ„đ„ ]
â East entrance to the greenhouse!
â Letâs move!
[ Jakov Mitko grabs Robby, threatening him with a knife ]
Mitko: Tradhtar! Iâll grind your guts to fertilizer!
Liz: Hey, you!
[ Liz shoots đ„ Mitkov ]
[ Ressler comes over to Liz and Robby ]
Ressler: Everyone okay back here?
Robby: Yeah. Your friend just saved my life.
Liz: I wouldnât say that. I donât think I saved anyone.
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[ JosĂ© GonzĂĄlezâs âȘ âDown the Lineâ plays ]
[ Ressler and Robby wait at a large table in an FBI conference room ]
[ Ressler notices Robbyâs hand is shaking ]
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[ Flashback: ]
[ The funeral church service for Ressler and Robbyâs father ]
Priest: Wait for the Lord with courage. Be stouthearted and wait for the Lord. And now, Iâve been told Detective Resslerâs eldest son, Robert, would like to say a few words.
[ Young Ressler sees his brotherâs hand is shaking ]
âȘ I see problems down the line
I know theyâre not mine
[ Seeing how nervous his brother is, Young Ressler gets up and walks to the pulpit ]
âȘ Donât wash the dirt off of your hands
Doing the same mistake twice
Making the same mistake twice âȘâȘ Come on over
Donât be so caught up
Itâs not about compromising âȘ
Young Ressler: I know everyone here knew my dad. Had some special version of him to hold on to.
âȘ I know theyâre not mine âȘ
Young Ressler: What a good guy he was. What a good cop. I kinda wish I had that. Truth is, I didnât really know him.
âȘ I see darkness down the line âȘ
Young Ressler: My version of Dad is him stomping into my schoolâ
âȘ I know itâs not fine âȘ
Young Ressler: [ Chuckles ] âfresh from patrol, furious after I got caught putting cigarette butts in the facultyâs coffee machine.
âȘ Donât wash the dirt off of your hands âȘ
Young Ressler: Then he left too soon.
âȘ Doing the same mistake twice âȘ
Young Ressler: And what I have now, i-instead of a version of him to hold ontoâ
âȘ Come over âȘ
Young Ressler: âis a path to follow. A path that shows me how to grow up rightâ
âȘ Itâs not about compromising âȘ
Young Ressler: âhow to stay out of trouble, how to be good, like him.
âȘ I see problems down the line âȘ
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[ Present day: ]
[ Robby talks to FBI interrogators. Ressler sits nearby ]
Robby: So, it started with me only borrowing $50,0000.
âȘ I know theyâre not mine âȘ
Robby: But with interest, and the time that had gone by, Mitko was demanding that I pay back $150,000. Thatâs when he came after the carâ
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[ Jakov Mitko gives his side of the story ]
Mitko: I donât remember the number on the badge, but it was definitely a cop. The agent and his brother, they knew about that. I would say more, but I want to make a deal first.
Interrogator: Can you prove any of this?
Mitko: You go check out the trunk of that car yourself.
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[ An Interrogator enters the room where Ressler and Robby wait ]
Agent Patel: Agent Ressler â There has been an allegation made against you and your brother by the man we have in the other room.
Ressler: Yeah, we were expecting that.
Agent Patel: Itâs a very serious allegation.
ââ
[ An agent opens the trunk of the car ]
ââ
âȘ Donât let the darkness eat you up âȘ
Ressler: The thing about this case isâ
[ The agent who checked the car comes in and whispers something to Agent Patel ]
âȘ Donât let the darkness eat you up âȘ
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Agent Patel: Well, this is interestingâ
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[ Ressler and Robby check the trunk of the car. Itâs empty and spotlessly clean ]
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[ The kitchen of Ressler and Robbyâs Momâs house ]
Robby: How is the body just gone? I mean, Markin didnât just get up and walk away.
Ressler: I think weâre good. I mean, I donât know exactly what happened, but I do have some theories. I think someone was watching over us, Robby.
Robby: [ Sighs ] Now what do we do?
Ressler: Well, I think we can finally put this behind us and move on.
Robby: [ Sighs ] I need a drink.
[ Robby leaves ]
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[ Door opens ] [ Lisa enters ] [ Door closes ]
Lisa: Oh, hi, sweetie. Were you boys out all night?
Ressler: Yeah, it was aâ It was a long one.
Lisa: Well, did everything work out okay?
Ressler: What do you mean?
Lisa: Did you get Robby out of the trouble he was in? I knew something was up. A mother knows. You here all of a sudden on a âcase.â
Ressler: The case turned out as well as possible. Iâm pretty sure Robbyâs gonna be okay.
Lisa: Thank you, Donnie. Trouble or not, your brother means well. He just gets himself a bit lost sometimes.
Ressler: [ Scoffs ]
Lisa: I meant what I said about your father being proud of the both of you. You know why? Because you stick together.
[ Lisa pats Resslerâs cheek ]
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[ Ressler goes to his old room and opens a drawer. He takes out the Saint Michaelâs medal ]
[ Flashback: ]
[ After the funeral service Young Robby sits on a staircase in the church ] [ Indistinct conversation ] [ Young Ressler sits down beside Young Robby ]
Young Robby: I couldnât do that. I couldnât just stand in front of those people and sayâ What could I say?
Young Ressler: Itâs okay. We got through it.
Young Robby: [ Sniffs ]
Young Ressler: Tomorrow will be easier, and the day after thatâ
Young Robby: Maybe you can do better with this than I did. [ Sniffles ]
[ Young Robby gives Young Ressler the Saint Michaelâs medal ]
Young Ressler: This is Dadâs?
Young Robby: I canât be a cop. Iâm nothing like him. I donât know what I am anymore.
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[ Present Day: ]
[ The house porch ]
Robby: You heading back to D.C., bud?
Ressler: Yeah. Yeah. Iâm sure the office has missed me by now.
Robby: [ Chuckles ] Momâs sure gonna miss you.
Ressler: Yeah. Iâll call. As often as I can. I have something for you.
[ Ressler gives Robby the Saint Michaelâs medal ]
Robby: Never thought Iâd see that again.
Ressler: I think itâs your turn to hang onto it a while.
Robby: You donât think Dad wouldâve wanted the cop in the family to have it?
Ressler: No, no. I think heâd want you to have it.
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[ Knocking on door ] [ Liz opens. Itâs Ressler ]
Ressler: Bad time?
Liz: No. No, come in.
Ressler: Did you do it to protect me?
[ Liz walks away, dismissively ]
Liz: You say that like itâs a bad thing.
Ressler: Iâm not gonna ask you how you did it. I wonât ask what you did with Markinâs body or- or- or how you even scrubbed that car clean, butâ
Liz: I learned from the best.
Ressler: Look, I want to knowâ I meanâ Liz, I need to knowâ Why?
Liz: You were in trouble. You needed help.
Ressler: No, y-y-youâ you risked everything. I mean, if you- youâd have been caughtâ
Liz: Yeah, but I wasnât.
Ressler: Yeah, but you couldâve been.
Liz: Are you trying to say thank you? âCause if thatâs what youâre doing, youâre doing a terrible job of it.
Ressler: I- I- I never wouldâve asked you to take such a huge risk for me.
Liz: You didnât ask.
Ressler: Yeah, but you did it anyway.
Liz: It wasnât for you, knucklehead. It was for me.
Ressler: For you?
Liz: Look, if you wanna ruin your life over something you did a lifetime ago â when you were a teenager, for Godâs sake â then someday, sure, Iâll let you.
Ressler: Youâll let me.
Liz: Yeah, you have my permission to be a total dipstick.
Ressler: [ Chuckles ] So, what am I? A dipstick or a knucklehead?
Liz: Youâre a knucklehead and a dipstick, and youâre someone that I rely on, for, likeâ everything.
Ressler: We both know thatâs not true.
Liz: Have you looked at my life? Iâm a widow and a single mom. A marionette â with a high-functioning sociopath pulling my strings. My grandfather tried to murder my mother, and my mother is a legendarily lethal Russian spy â who moved in next door without even telling me who she was. [ Sighs ] I mean it. Have you looked at my life? I mean, really taken a close look. Because itâs like Iâm in the middle of a monsoon thatâs constantly threatening to drown me in bad news. And somewhere in the middle of that FEMA disaster of a lifeâ [ Voice breaking ] Somewhere is just â a tiny island of calm. And if that werenât there, I would be swept out to sea.
Ressler: No, thatâs never gonna happenâ
Liz: It would if you werenât here.
Ressler: But I am. And it wonât. Come here.
[ He hugs her ]
Ressler: Itâs never gonna happen. Not on my watch.
[ Hug ]
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â« Warm Shadow
By FinkâȘ What you got going on?
Behind those, eyes closed, holding on
And I donât want another day to break
Take our, steal our night awayâȘ Warm shadow
Warm shadow
Wonât you cast yourself on me?âȘ What you got in store for me?
Keep those, eyes closed next to me
And I donât want another day to break
Take our, steal our night awayâȘ Warm shadow
Warm shadow
Wonât you cast yourself on me?âȘ Warm shadow
Warm shadow
Wonât you cast yourself on me?âȘ Wonât you stop breaking in?
Red sky, red light, awakening
And I donât want another day to break
Take our, steal our night awayâȘ Take our, steal our, night away
Take our, steal our, night away
Take our, steal our, night away
Take our
Steal our
Night awayLyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3d53X0i
YouTube: https://youtu.be/einRIcF-z3U
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â« Black Hole Sun
By SoundgardenâȘ In my eyes, indisposed
In disguises no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
The sun in my disgrace
Boiling heat, summer stench
âNeath the black the sky looks dead
Call my name through the cream
And Iâll hear you scream againâȘ Black hole sun
Wonât you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Wonât you come
Wonât you come (wonât you come)âȘ Stuttering, cold and damp
Steal the warm wind tired friend
Times are gone for honest men
And sometimes far too long for snakes
In my shoes, a walking sleep
And my youth I pray to keep
Heaven sent hell away
No one sings like you anymoreâȘ Black hole sun
Wonât you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Wonât you come
Wonât you comeâȘ Black hole sun
Wonât you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Wonât you come
Wonât you come (black hole sun, black hole sun)âȘ Wonât you come (black hole sun, black hole sun)
Wonât you come (black hole sun, black hole sun)
Wonât you come (black hole sun, black hole sun)âȘ Hang my head, drown my fear
Till you all just disappearâȘ Black hole sun
Wonât you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Wonât you come
Wonât you comeâȘ Black hole sun
Wonât you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Wonât you come
Wonât you come (black hole sun, black hole sun)
Wonât you come (black hole sun, black hole sun)
Wonât you come (black hole sun, black hole sun)
Wonât you come (black hole sun, black hole sun)
Wonât you come (black hole sun, black hole sun)
Wonât you come (black hole sun, black hole sun)
Wonât you come
Wonât you comeLyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2zKxEFr
YouTube: https://youtu.be/3mbBbFH9fAg
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â« Blackbirdâs Song
By Lee DeWyzeâȘ Pack your things
Leave somehow
Blackbird song
Is over nowâȘ Mouths are dry
River runs
Hands are tied
Preachers son
Pack your things
Leave somehow
Blackbird song
Is over nowâȘ Donât be scared
Iâm still here
No more time
For crying dearLyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3bYvRef
YouTube: https://youtu.be/NxV7C6NELqA
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â« Down the Line (from âThe Last Songâ soundtrack)
By JosĂ© GonzĂĄlezâȘ I see problems down the line,
I know theyâre not mine.
Donât wash the dirt off of your hands.
Youâre doing the same mistake twice.
Making the same mistake twice.âȘ Come on over,
donât be so caught up.
Itâs not about compromising.âȘ I see problems down the line,
I know theyâre not mine.
I see darkness down the line,
I know itâs not fine.
But donât wash the dirt off of your hands.
Youâre doing the same mistake twice.
Making the same mistake twice.âȘ Come on over,
donât be so caught up.
Itâs all about colonizing.âȘ I see problems down the line.
I know theyâre not mine.âȘ Donât let the darkness eat you up.
Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2KQA3kl
YouTube: https://youtu.be/tZuC6y4eUo0
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Program air date: 10/4/2019 in the US
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Directed by: Daniel Willis
Written by: Aiah Samba
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Written by: Aiah Samba
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Brief (Where weâre at): âBoy Scoutâ Agent Ressler turned out out to have a past. As a teenager, he shot and (almost) killed his fatherâs Detroit PD officer partner, Tommy Markin, a dirty cop who Young Ressler found out had killed his father in a setup over kickbacks. But Markin was still alive and it was his older brother Robby who had delivered the final blow, before burying him in a place called Ray Field. 25 years later, with Ray Field scheduled for excavation, Ressler returned to help Robby dig up Markinâs body, only to have car with the skeleton stolen by mobsters with whom Robby had become ensnared. They planned to come clean and reached out to Liz, who helped capture the mobsters but had other ideas about whether Ressler and Robby should turn themselves in.
Liz told Ressler how much she relied on him as an âisland of calmâ in her âFEMA disaster of a life.â The scene ended with a hug âŠ
[ Since the last episode stepped out of the overall story arc, below is where the rest of the plot stood at the end of the previous episode, 7:16 Nyle Hatcher: ]
Red had collapsed. Red and Dembe had just shared a meal with a group of Syrian refugees they had rescued while looking for Dembeâs Imam, Sadiq Asmal, who had been kidnapped.
Dembe had left Red for just a moment to answer a knock on the door. It was Redâs cleaner, Sakiya, who had come to tell them she had found a fingerprint that might be connected nto Imam Asmalâs kidnapping ~ but it belongs to a man named Arturo Ruel who has been in prison for 15 years. When Dembe returned to the kitchen, Red was unconscious.
Red has a mysterious illness he has been hiding from Liz. He had funded the research of a brilliant pharmacist, Spalding Stark, and been treated by him, but the treatments turned out to be ineffective. Ressler saw Redâs medical file so he knows Redâs diagnosis, as does his friend (or relative?), Ilya Koslov (aka Frank Bloom).
Liz had been told by her grandfather, Dominic Wilkinson, that before Red took on the identity of her dead father, the real Raymond Reddington, he was named Ilya Koslov, but Liz found out from her mother that was not true. So she sicâd a private investigator named Esi Jackson on Ilya. But Ilya became suspicious. Red had his interrogator Brimley question Esi Jackson and found out that Liz knows Red is not Ilya and that she is still determined to find out his true identity, his most guarded secret.
Liz later confronted Jackson and Liz now knows Red knows sheâs been investigating him â just when he thought they were âon the same side.â The real Ilya, meanwhile, has headed for the hills, to escape both Lizâs pursuit and that of her mother, Katarina Rostova, who Liz knows is alive, but Red saw âdieâ in a staged assassination.
With her access to Ilya cut off, Katarina has turned to another source close to Red. It was she, in fact, who had Dembeâs Imam kidnapped. What is Katarina looking for? Esi Jackson thinks she knows:
Esi Jackson: The Sikorsky Archive.
Liz: Whatâs that?
Jackson: Before Reddington warned me off, I had a mic trained on Ilyaâs apartment. That archive, whatever it is, heâs obsessed with it. If Koslov has information that could save a womanâs life, my guess itâs in that archive.
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Voice-over: Previously on âThe Blacklistâ:
[ Dembeâs imam, Sidiq Asmal, is praying. Two men come up behind him, put a black hood over his head and drag him off ]
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Sakiya: [ To Dembe ] I found something. A fingerprint on the corner of the imamâs desk. Belongs to a man whoâs been in prison for 15 years. Arturo Ruel.
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[ A medical chart is labeled âRaymond Reddingtonâ ]
Red: About my chart.
Ressler: I didnât look at it.
Red: Iâd appreciate if you didnât mention anything about it to Elizabeth.
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Imam Sidiq Asmal: Who are you?
Katarina Rostova: How about you let me ask the questions?
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[ Red lies unconscious on the floor ]
Dembe: Raymond!
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[ Imam Sidiq Asmal reads from a book in Arabic. Katarina Rostova, Lizâs mother who was once a notorious KGB spy, brings a tin of food and a plastic fork to the imam, who is her captive ]
Katarina Rostova: Why do you trust the words of men so faithfully.
Imam Asmal: They werenât mere men. They were prophets. They gave us the word of Allah.
Katarina: How do you know Allah has anything to do with whatâs in that book?
Imam Asmal: Faith.
Katarina: Iâm also a person of faith. I have faith in myself.
Imam Asmal: Faith in false prophets is worse than no faith at all.
Katarina: Weâre both innocents. Caught in someone elseâs web of deceit.
Imam Asmal: Raymond Reddingtonâs.
Katarina: How could you know that?
Imam Asmal: The same way I know who you are.
Katarina: Dembe. [ Scoffs ] Youâre his father confessor.
Imam Asmal: Which is why I will never betray his confidence.
Katarina: Even to save my life.
Imam Asmal: I donât know how to do that.
Katarina: No. But Dembe does. And if heâs confided in youâ
Imam Asmal: I am bound to secrecy.
Katarina: Even if it kills me. Thatâs what your faith requires.
Imam Asmal: My faith requires me to pray for you.
[ Katarina grabs the book ]
Katarina: Your faith is a death sentence! Why should I honor your faith if it doesnât honor me?
Imam Asmal: You honor faith because without it, you are lost.
Katarina: Is Dembe faithful?
Imam Asmal: He is.
Katarina: [ Scoffs ] I wonder. Clearly the prospect of my death doesnât shake your faith. How about we see if the prospect of yours shakes his. Why donât you pray on that?
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[ The industrial-style kitchen where Red had previously passed out. He is sitting up now. Dr Ed Clemons is checking him ]
Dr Clemons: Vitals areâ okay.
[ Red hears high-pitched ringing ]
Dr Clemons: Pulse. You need an MRI as well as a CT-scan.
[ Red hears muffled indistinct speech ]
Dembe: Raymond.
Dr Clemons: Hey. Are you listening?
[ High-pitched ringing stops ]
Dr Clemons: Maybe you can get him to listen to reason.
Dembe: Thatâs unlikely, but I will try.
Dr Clemons: Try hard. His life depends on it.
[ The doctors grabs his bag and leaves ]
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Red: What? Everyone knows wine is dehydrating.
Dembe: If you wonât get help for yourselfâ
Red: Sakiya. Did she find something?
Dembe: âthen get it for the people who love you.
Red: Does she have a lead?
Dembe: She does. But it makes no sense.
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[ The Post Office ]
Red: We were wrong. I was wrong. Imam Asmal was not abducted by extremists or because heâs involved with extremists. Dembe knew that, and I ignored his counsel. I can only hope that wonât prove to be a fatal mistake.
Liz: You say you have a lead.
Red: One of my cleaners went back over the scene of the abduction, and she lifted DNA from a fingerprint she found on the imamâs desk. Aram, if you would be so kind. Meet Arturo Ruel. His rĂ©sumĂ© includes two stints at Wallens for carrying out targeted kidnappings in the US and Mexico.
Ressler: Whatâs his connection to the imam?
Dembe: None.
Red: We can circle back to the why after we figure out the how. The two stretches at Wallens? Heâs doing one of them right now.
Park: Ruel is in prison.
Red: In complete isolation.
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[ At Wallens Ridge State Prison, a guard rattles the door of Ruelâs cell ] [ Metal clanging ]
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Red: It does provide us with quite an engaging riddle.
Ressler: Maybe the print was planted to throw us off.
Cooper: Why plant a print that belongs to a man who has an ironclad alibi?
Red: Yes, I love a good locked-door mystery!
Agent Park: Where the victim is killed inside a room no one has access to.
Liz: This is one better â the criminal is inside a room no one can get out of.
Cooper: Ressler, Keen, get over to Wallens. Iâll reach out to the warden, let him know youâre coming to speak with Ruel.
Red: Iâd like a list of all the prisoners who have been housed there in the last six months. Ruel may not have had a connection to Imam Asmal, but perhaps someone else does.
Cooper: Consider it done.
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[ Wallens Ridge Supermax Prison in Big Stone Gap, Virginia ]
Warden Roy Cain: How is this even possible?
Ressler: Thatâs exactly what weâre trying to figure out.
Roy Cain: And youâre sure itâs his DNA?
Liz: Without a doubt.
Cain: Arturo Ruel has spent the last three years in isolation. Heâs 23/7â he donât talk, he donât see the sun, heâs like a vampire.
Liz: His DNA would suggest otherwise.
Cain: Maybe he was framed.
Ressler: For all we know, he morphed into a bat and he flew to the crime scene, but weâre not gonna know for sure until we talk to Ruel himself.
Cain: Well then, by all means, letâs go get the little critter out of his cave.
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[ Ressler and Liz talk to Arturo Ruel across a table in a small visitors room ]
Liz: Mr. Ruel, thank you for agreeing to speak with us.
Ruel: [ Spanish accent ] Who says Iâm talking? [ To Ressler ] Iâm here for the view.
Ressler: [ Chuckles ] Yeah, I know Iâm pretty, but youâre not my type. So how about you tell us why we found your print at a crime scene less than 48 hours ago?
Ruel: Donât know. Whatâd I do?
Ressler: I donât think you did anything. I think you were in that little concrete box of yours.
[ Warden Cain and guards watch the discussion on a video monitor ]
Ruel: So Iâm free to go, no?
Liz: Youâre free to be charged with kidnapping. And depending on where the victim is, and what condition heâs in, you could be looking at anything from assault to murder by the time weâre through.
Ruel: Well, put it on my tab.
Ressler: So why donât you just tell us who set you up?
[ Ruel gestures toward Resslerâs notepad ]
Ruel: May I?
[ Ressler gives it to him. Ruel writes ]
Ruel: Tell you what. This is my agent in Tepito. Call and ask why his cartel is letting me rot here in the States. Once he answers that, well, Iâll tell you whatever you wanna know about my prints and wherever you think they were found. But until then, wellâ
[ He rips off the page, folds it and puts it in Resslerâs pocket ]
Ruel: âtuck tail and go.
[ Ressler bats Ruelâs hand away ]
Ruel: [ Laughs ]
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[ Liz and Ressler get in their SUV ]
Ressler: He can laugh all he wants, but the kidâs gonna help.
Liz: Why do you say that?
Ressler: It seems like our friend Ruel knows how to get through a locked door.
[ Ressler hand the slip of paper Ruel had written on. It says: âWant to talk. Not hereâ ]
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[ Warden Roy Cain is in a restaurant with a man named Colin Anglim ]
Colin Anglim: Trial started two weeks ago. I thought our people would have it taken care of by now.
Roy Cain: Tell me about the girl.
[ Anglim slides a folder to Cain ]
Anglim: Case rests on her testimony. She saw it happen. State plans to call her up first thing Monday.
Cain: Not enough time.
Anglim: I understand that.
Cain: And I was under the impression that we could handle this on our own, but thatâs not the case. This lady, her testimony, itâs about a lot more than a murder.
[ Cain looks in the folder. There a photos of a woman and a girl about eight years old or so ]
Cain: Whoâs the kid?
Anglim: Collateral damage. Theyâre keeping the two of them at a federal safe house. Heavily guarded.
Cain: Itâs too fast.
Anglim: Which is why I came to you.
Cain: I got less than 48 hours.
Anglim: I have it on good authority that doesnât matter. I heard you have access to people â people with special skills who can help in short situations like this. Can you do that or not?
Cain: You and I need to talk money, but, yeah â we can take care of the lady. First we take care of the money.
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[ The industrial-style kitchen ] [ Red is having soup. Liz walks in and hands him a folder ]
Liz: A list of prisoners in and out of Wallens Ridge in the last year.
Red: Hmm. Where are you on Arturo Ruel?
Liz: Heâs willing to talk. Weâre working on immunity now. New hangout?
Red: The chef is a friend. He needed an investor, and I need his pumpkin pepper vichyssoise.
Liz: You bought a restaurant so you could eat vichyssoise?
Red: I bought a restaurant because I can. A privilege you will soon enjoy.
Liz: I donât like vichyssoise. Plus the name is terrible. It sounds like a Nazi collaborator.
Red: [ Laughs ] Chicken soup then. Lobster bisque. Whatever youâd like wherever youâd like it. As soon as the transition is complete.
Liz: What transition?
Red: Of assets. From me to you. I think itâs almost time.
Liz: Yeah, thatâs â not happening.
Red: There are quite a few people to be taken care of. Dembe and others. Itâs a fairly substantial list, but arrangements have been made. Protocols put in place. Most things will take care of themselves. But there are a lot of assets. Billions of assets. Of which, to a great degree, youâll be in control.
Liz: Of a criminal empire? Iâm an FBI agent!
Red: Youâre also the daughter of Katarina Rostova. Believe me, itâs not what I had hoped for, or what I had planned for. But as the good book says, man plans. God laughs.
Liz: If itâs not what you planned, why do it? What changed?
Red: Destiny. Fate. Me. You.
[ Red sees a name on the list ]
Red: Marvin Gerard.
Liz: Your lawyer. Heâs at Wallens?
Red: Got out three months ago. Havenât spoken since. Perhaps itâs time to mend that fence.
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[ Warden Roy Cainâs office ]
Cain: I got your message, whatâs going on?
Vincent Martin: Situation with Ruel.
Cain: No, Ruel kept his mouth shut.
Martin: Thatâs what I thought. But we caught this on surveillance.
[ Martin shows Cain a fuzzy screenshot of the note Ruel slipped to Ressler saying he wanted to talk ]
Cain: [ Sighs ] Talk to the boys. Take care of it.
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[ Redâs former lawyer, Marvin Gerard, is working in a toy store ]
Red: Marvin, nobody abandoned you.
Gerard: I went to prison.
Red: You were in prison before I broke you out of prison to come work for me. The only reason you were walking free is because I got you out.
Gerard: Three years, Raymond. Three years Iâll never get back.
Red: Marvin, what do you want me to say?
Gerard: Becky hit menopause while I was in that bird cage. We wanted kids, but if you must know, I had performance anxiety during our conjugal visits.
[ A female shopper interrupts ]
Shopper: Do you have any more Fun Foam Putty? I need it in blue.
Gerard: Uh, all of our Fun Foam Putty is at the end of that aisle.
Shopper: Yeah, I didnât see blue.
Gerard: Then weâre out.
Shopper: You wanna check in the back?
Gerard: [ Agitated ] No, I donât want to check in the back, maâam. I just told you itâs at the end of the aisle. If you donât see it, weâre either out or youâre not looking hard enough.
[ Shopper leaves ]
Gerard: [ Sighs ]
Red: Marvin, listen, you went to prison, you kept my relationship with the Task Force to yourself. I appreciate that. I am in your debt.
Gerard: Is that why youâre here?
Red: No. Iâm here because I need information about the prison where you served. Wallens Ridge, somethingâs happening inside those walls, and I need toâ
Gerard: Iâm afraid I gotta stop you right there, pal. I canât assist you.
Red: Why not?
Gerard: Because I am working in a toy store!
Red: Iâll give you money. Whatever you need.
Gerard: This isnât about money, itâs about my law license. When they locked me up, I was disbarred. Iâve served my time, petitioned the state to be reinstated, and passed the exam â but the DC Office of Disciplinary Counsel is opposing my application on the grounds that I donât possess the moral character to practice law.
Red: Youâre a lawyer. What the hell does moral character have to do with anything?
Gerard: Tell me about it. But this guy â Paul Wynn is his name â heâs a real prick. And heâs the one guy who gets to decide if I pass the ethics review and get my license back.
Red: Marvin, Iâd love to help you, and I will, but thisâ
Gerard: Iâm putting my foot down.
Red: Youâre holding me hostage.
Gerard: Itâs called a negotiation. You scratch my back, I scratch yours. Just talk to this guy. Try and move the needle.
Red: You want me to threaten the Disciplinary Counsel so heâll certify your moral fortitude.
Gerard: Sounds about right.
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[ Wallens Ridge State Prison ]
[ Prisoners file down a corridor. Arturo Ruel is among them. A heavy-set, tattooed prisoner is passed a knife. He stabs Ruel in the neck with it ]
Guard Vincent Martine: Code Three, Code Three! Everybody down! Code Three, Code Three! Everybody down!
[ đšAlarm blaring đš]
Martin: Code Three, Code Three! Call it in. Weâve got one stabbed.
[ Ruel rolls on the floor, bleeding ] [ Gurgling ]
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[ Warden Roy Cainâs office. Liz and Ressler are there ]
Ressler: Hold on, heâs been stabbed? Stabbed when?
Cain: Just now. I donât knowâ Weâre just getting word.
Liz: Any idea his condition?
Cain: You know as much as I do.
Associate Warden: Sir, CRT has commands. What do you want to do with the A and B blocks?
Cain: Lock âem down. If Câs clear, get the medics in now.
Liz: All due respect, sir, this is a federal investigation. Weâre gonna need to assist you in questioning any of the inmates or prison staff.
Cain: Fantastic. You can have access to anyone you want. I want the truth as much as you do, but right now, I got a prison to lock down.
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[ Morning television host Al Roker sits at a bar in New York City ] [ Red enters with Dembe ]
Red: Look at you. Look. At. You. [ Laughs ]
Roker: Ray!
Red: Al.
[ Hug ]
Roker: Good to see you. [ Nods to Dembe ] Dembe. [ To Red ] How are things?
Red: Ah, better for seeing you. How long has it been? Must be close to a year.
Roker: That dinner at Le Coucou.
[ Laughter ]
Dembe: The red deer and chestnuts.
Roker: And the crepe suzette.
Red: The crepe suzette. And that fantastic, crazy bassist from Dizzyâs with the shoes and the hair! Oh, my God, what a night!
Roker: What a morning.
Red: Ah, honestly, Al, our schedules couldnât be more out of sync. Imagine the trouble weâd find if you could stay up past nine?
Roker: You are the devil on my shoulder, Ray. What- Whatâs going on? I- I came as soon as I got Dembeâs text.
Red: Iâm in a bit of a sticky wicket.
Roker: The Bulgarians?
Red: No. [ Chuckles ] This time itâs a friend. A lawyerâ Well, he was a lawyer. You remember Marvin Gerard?
Roker: How could I forget Marvin Gerard?
[ Cellphone rings. Dembe steps away to answer ]
Roker: Oh, my gosh, those Hawaiian shirts. And his voice â they were louder the shirt.
Red: I know, I know.
Roker: Ah, so is he okay?
Red: Eh, you know, heâ
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[ Dembe is out of earshot of Red and Roker ]
Dembe: Hello?
Katarina: [ On phone ] Indiana Avenue between 2nd and 3rd. One hour or he dies.
Dembe: How do I know heâs not dead already?
Katarina: Iâm looking for information. He wouldnât give it to me. Iâm betting that to save his life, you will.
Dembe: Let me talk to him.
Katarina: If I see Reddington, if heâs involved in this in any way, the imam dies whether or not you tell me what I want to know. Understood?
Dembe: Understood.
Katarina: Please donât let your imam down. Iâve grown quite fond of him.
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[ Ressler and Liz question prisoners from the isolation block at Wallens Ridge Prison ]
Ressler: Arturo Ruel was murdered. Do you know anything about that?
Waats: I donât know.
Ressler: Donât know or canât say?
Waats: Canât say if I know or not.
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Liz: Your cell is next to Ruelâs. Any idea how his fingerprint ended up at a crime scene over 20 miles away?
Fingers: Youâre asking the wrong guy. When it comes to fingerprints, Iâm not expert.
[ He shows Liz that his fingers on one hand are missing ]
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Ressler: Imam Sadiq Asmal. Ring any bells?
Tank: Iâm a Buddhist.
Ressler: Ruel ever mention anything about Muslims to you?
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Liz: Youâre a hacker. Banks. Insurance companies.
Cisco: I am a security consultant only in reverse. An insecurity consultant.
Liz: And Ruel works in K&R. Only instead of getting people back, he took them.
Cisco: Cool. Maybe I should check his Linkedln page.
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Liz: Youâre both known criminals.
Ressler: A getaway driver.
Liz: An explosives expert.
Ressler: Glorified leg-breaker. And yet youâre in isolation.
Cisco: Whatâs your point?
Liz: My point is people with rap sheets like yours donât usually end up in the isolation cell block. And yet here you are. Why is that?
Cisco: Iâm just not a people person.
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[ Liz drives with Ressler ]
Liz: Itâs weird, right, the records of the inmates we spoke to. They didnât merit isolation.
Ressler: Could be the warden uses the isolated block to get them to toe the line. I mean, it explains why they wouldnât talk. Didnât wanna cause any trouble.
Liz: Hmm, could be. But trouble for whom? Who are they protecting?
Ressler: Maybe Gerard knows. I mean, if that mouthpiece knows anything, Reddingtonâll get him to blow.
Liz: Reddington wants to hand down his empire to me.
Ressler: [ Chuckles ] You seem surprised. What did you think, he was just gonna give it to charity?
Liz: I didnât think about it, and Iâm not going to accept it, but itâs a little odd that he would bring it up now. He found out I hired a PI to shadow Ilya Koslov.
Ressler: So he knows that you know thatâs not his real identity.
Liz: Yeah, and instead of confronting me about it, he decided to try and hand down the keys to his kingdom, and thereâs got to be a reason.
Ressler: What about mortality?
Liz: His life is always in mortal danger.
Ressler: Yeah, from criminals who donât scare him. But this is different.
Liz: What do you know?
Ressler: You remember when Reddington reconnected with Spalding Stark?
[ Flashback: ]
Red: You havenât mentioned my blood panel results.
Spalding Stark: Weâve been too busy.
Liz: Yeah. You said that was for an investment purpose.
Ressler: I told you what he asked me to tell you. But the truth is, when I was in Starkâs lab, I saw Reddingtonâs medical file.
Liz: What did it say?
Ressler: I didnât read it. But it was the size of a telephone book, and clearly he didnât want me to see what was in it. I let it go, but if heâs thinking about his successor, my guess is thatâs why.
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[ The bar in New York City ] [ Marvin Gerard, Dembe, Roker and Red are talking ]
Al Roker: [ Sighs ] Paul can be a prickly guy, butâ but heâs a good man.
Red: As is Marvin. Prickly, and a good man.
Roker: Paulâs smart as a whip. havenât been with him that long, but I donât want to lose him as a lawyer. Guyâs a shark.
Marvin: You wonât lose him. Trust me. He doesnât wanna lose you as a client.
Roker: Oh, speak of the devil.
[ Roker gets up as Paul Wynn, Rokerâs lawyer enters. Wynn is the person who gets to decide on Gerardâs ethics review ]
Roker: Excuse me.
[ Roker goes to speak to Wynn. ]
Roker: Paul.
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Dembe: I should go, Raymond. Chuck and Morgan will cover while I check on Imamâs wife. She seemed worried.
Red: Of course, take your time. Tell her weâre doing everything we can.
[ Dembe leaves ]
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[ Al Roker walks back with Paul Wynn ]
Roker: Paul, I- Iâd like you to meet Ray and his friend Marvin.
Wynn: What the hellâs this?
Red: A meeting of the minds.
Wynn: Why is he here?
Red: You know Marvin, you know why heâs here. Itâs about his license to practice.
Wynn: Thatâs never gonna happen.
Gerard: Think again, you evergreen dip spit.
Wynn: The hellâd you just call me?
Gerard: You heard me, counselor.
Wynn: I swear to God Iâll have your nuts in a Cheerio.
Gerard: Really?
Roker: Okay, all right, everybody just calm down. Look, Paul, like it or not, Ray is a friend. A dear friend. And you get to decide if his friend Marvin gets his law license back.
Wynn: Al, come on. Not here.
Roker: Okay, all right, just hold on a minute. Letâs sit down, letâs listen.
Red: Mr. Wynn, say what you will about Marvin Gerard, and God knows thereâs a lot to say. But the man has suffered a great deal of hardship in his life, and through it all, he has remained resolute in his advocacy for and dedication to his clients. His principles and sense of justice have always remained intact. Now, his personality, his demeanor, thatâs another subject entirely.
Roker: That being said, Paul, youâre the Disciplinary Counsel. You run the ethics committee.
So let me pose an ethical questionâ is it so wrong to reinstate a man with a questionable character in exchange for, say, keeping a client with an unquestionable one?
Wynn: You wouldnât leave me.
Roker: Reinstate him or Iâll walk and take my guaranteed contract with me.
Wynn: You wouldnât.
Red: [ Chuckles ] Oh, dear. Listen, for what itâs worth, I once lost a bundle to Al thinking he was bluffing during a hand of seven card stud. He has the sweetest, most child-like face, but my guy Al is as serious as a heart attack. But please, donât take my word for it. Talk it over with your client. See whatâs happening in his neck of the woods. I understand the committee is meeting this afternoon.
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[ Dembe stands on the side out a street. A car drives up. Katarinaâs man Berdy and another man, Simms, make sure heâs unarmed ]
Berdy: Get in.
[ Dembe gets in the car. A hood is put over his head ]
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[ Red is the restaurant kitchen. He calls in to the Post Office. Marvin Gerard is with him ]
Red: Harold, are you there?
Cooper: Weâre here.
[ Both ends of the call are on speaker ]
Red: Ha! So, Iâm here with an old friend who may have some helpful intel about Arturo Ruel and his mysterious fingerprint.
Gerard: More of a hunch, really.
Liz: Is that Marvin Gerard? Arenât you supposed to be in lockup?
Gerard: Hello, Agent Keen.
Agent Park: [ Whispers to Liz ] Whoâs Marvin Gerard?
Aram: [ Silently mouths âHis lawyerâ ]
Gerard: Let me start by saying I have no conventional proof, but I suspect Ruelâs fingerprint wasnât lifted or moved, but ended up in the office of Dembeâs imam because Ruel was there in person.
Cooper: Howâs that possible? Someone let him out of prison?
Gerard: I wonât pretend to know the detailsâ I was in an entirely different cell block. But people like to talk in prison, and what they say is that in this prison, there is a small, but trusted group of inmates who get special favors.
Liz: Well, thatâs true for every prison.
Gerard: Yes, but in Wallens, the warden frequently puts his favorite inmates in isolation just for looking at someone the wrong way.
Park: Why would he do that?
Red: Well, thereâs no better alibi than being in isolation. It only requires a small crew âon the takeâ to say youâre there when youâre not.
Gerard: And the leader on this crew is Vincent Martin. Longtime prison guard and warden Cainâs right hand man.
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[ At the prison, members of the isolation unit crew are escorted to their cells. They are handed folders with charts and photos in them which they review in their cells ]
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Liz: You believe theyâre putting inmates into isolation so they can let them out to commit crimes?
Red: Well, what Marvin is suggesting is that something fishy is going on at Wallens Ridge, so if weâre trying to understand how the DNA of an incarcerated man ended up at a new crime scene while he was in jail, we need to start by looking at Vincent Martin.
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[ A mother brings her daughter a glass of milk. They are being guarded by a US Marshall. A photo of the mother, Sarah Wims, and her daughter, are among the photos in the files given to the prison crew ]
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Red: Heâs the one ultimately responsible for the vanishing of Imam Asmal.
Gerard: Iâm telling you, dollars to donuts, this guy is up to something, and itâs not good.
Cooper: Aram, pull what we have on Martin. Keen, Park, get eyes on him. Letâs see where he might take us.
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[ Liz and Agent Park are in a vehicle outside the prison gate. A van pulls up to the exit station. Vincent Martin is in the driverâs seat ]
Park: Thatâs the guard? Martin?
Liz: Yeah, thatâs him all right.
[ The exit guard gives the vehicle a cursory check, not seeing (or ignoring) the prisoners lying on the floor inside ]
Park: Whereâs he going? His shift doesnât end for four more hours.
Liz: No idea, but thatâs what weâre gonna find out.
[ They follow the van at a distance ]
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[ Liz and Agent Park are in their SUV parked across from a building with a fenced parking area. The van enters ]
Agent Park: What do you think?
Liz: I donât know. Call it in, see if Aram can give us any details.
[ Liz gets out ]
Park: Where are you going?
Liz: For a closer look.
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[ Liz crosses the street and peers over the fence. The men from the prison isolation unit are unloading firearms and passing them around ]
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[ Liz returns and gets in the SUV ]
Liz: Itâs them. The inmates from Wallens â guys we interrogated. Heavily armed.
Park: Armed for what?
[ Radio crackles ]
Aram: [ On radio ] Okay, Agent Keen, the address you gave me isnât in the system. Itâs an unknown.
Park: Aram, we need to roll units here now. The inmatesâ
Aram: Inmates? Waitâ
Liz: From Wallens. Theyâre on site with enough military grade equipment to start a war.
Park: No lights or sirens, have âem set up a two blockâ Whoa!
[ The van barrels out of the gate ]
Park: Hang on.
Aram: Hang on? Why? Whatâs going on?
Liz: Aram, theyâre on the move. Get units here now. Weâre in pursuit.
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[ StĂ©phane Pompougnacâs âȘ âOn the Road Againâ plays ]
[ Cooperâs office. Aram rushes in ]
Aram: Sir, Marvin Gerard was right. Evidently, Martin smuggled several inmates out of Wallens. Theyâre heavily armed and on the move.
Cooper: On the move where?
Aram: Thatâs unclear.
Cooper: Roll assets their way.
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[ Liz and Park watch as the men unload a ladder and enter a building ]
Liz: What the hell are they doing? I got the ones with the ladder.
[ Liz gets out and follows ]
[ Dialing ]
Liz: Aram? 2318 Central Ave. Four unsubs. All armed.
Aram: Okay, I have units en route.
Liz: I got something else â a car with government plates. Surveillance. This could be a sting. DC plates â six-brave-six-delta-five-November.
Aram: Copy. Part of the Marshalsâ fleet. You think thatâsâ
Liz: Itâs a protective detail. Reach out and see what you can find out about operations. Whateverâs about to happens here is gonna happen fast.
Aram: Copy.
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[ Cisco disables the surveillance video on the side of the building ]
Cisco: Cameras are down.
Fingers: [ On comms ] Copy that. Here we go.
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[ Liz comes out of a door, gun drawn ]
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Waats: All right, weâre in place.
Cisco: [ Over comms ] 45 seconds. Go. Go.
[ The other three men pick up the ladder and move. Cisco kneels down and assembles a semi-automatic rifle. Agent Park puts a gun to the back of his head ]
Park: Donât even think about it.
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[ Lizâs cellphone vibrating ]
Aram: Agent Keen. I just hung up with the Marshals, and theyâre holding a witness named Sarah Wims. Now, sheâs the lead witness in a murder trial and is being held next door to the address you gave me.
Liz: Next door?
Aram: Marshals are getting word to their teams now and has units on their way.
[ Liz runs to a ledge. Below are the other three men. Liz points her gun ]
Liz: FBI! Stop right there! Freeze!
Waats: Get to the target!
[ They duck away out of range ]
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[ Sarah Weems is inside her apartment with her daughter and a US Marshall ]
Sarah Weems: [ To the Marshall ] The park is literally across the street. Maybe just 20 minutes?
Liz: [ On comms, to Park ] The building next door is housing a witness â Sarah Wims. Thatâs the target.
Park: What? What do you mean nextâ
[ Cisco turns suddenly, shoving Park against the wall. He runs off ]
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[ Tank bursts out of a stairwell door and guns down the Marshall posted outside Sarah Wimsâs apartment ] [ đ„đ„đ„ Gunshots đ„đ„đ„ ]
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[ Inside the apartment ]
Sarah Wims: What was that? What was that?!
US Marshall: Get in the bedroom. Stay and donât come out.
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[ Outside, more Marshalls arrive in an unmarked vehicle ]
Marshall: [ Over comms: ] Shots fired! We need help!
[ The backup force runs in ]
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[ Tank sets an explosive device to go off outside the stairwell. Then he and the others duck inside the elevator. The elevator doors close ]
âȘ I ainât got no woman to call my special friend âȘ
[ âšBeepingâš ]
[ The Marshalls come out of the stairwell ]
Marshall: [ Over comms ] We have shots fired. Notify base and seal the perimâ
[ Hearing the Marshallsâ voice, Tank pushes the detonator ]
[ đ„đ„đ„ Explosion đ„đ„đ„ ]
[ The Marshalls fall, mostly stunned. The isolation unit gang piles out of the elevator. Cisco shoots the stunned Marshalls ] [ đ„đ„ Gunshots đ„đ„ ]
[ Park appears and shoots Ciscođ„ and Waatsđ„ ]
[ Tank enters the apartment ]
âȘ I ainât got no woman to call my special friend âȘ
[ Sarah Wims huddles with her daughter. Tank enters pointing his rifle at them ]
Sarah: Please. No. Please donât.
[ Liz comes up behind Tank ]
Liz: Stop! FBI! Hands! Drop your weapon.
[ Tank obeys. Park appears and handcuffs him ]
Liz: [ To Sarah ] You okay? Itâs over.
Sarah: Thank you.
Liz: Itâs gonna be okay.
Sarah: Thank you.
Liz: I promise.
âȘ On the road again, on the road again âȘ
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[ The black hood is removed from Dembeâs head ]
Katarina: Hello, Mr. Zuma. Itâs time to find out with whom your loyalties lie.
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[ An interrogation room ]
Liz: Tell me how it worked.
Tank: [ Sighs ] Weâre given targets.
Liz: We?
Tank: Yeah. Me, Waats, Fingers, and, uh, Cisco.
Liz: Who gave you these targets? Was it the guard Martin? Did he let you in and out of the prison?
Tank: â
Liz: Tell me about todayâs target. Sarah Wims.
Tank: We donât get names. Or reasons. Just targets.
Liz: And she was an extraordinary target.
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Park: No one would blame you if you chose not to testify.
Sarah Wims: After this, nothing could keep me from testifying.
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Liz: Sheâd agreed to testify against the Doyle gang. Mobsters who traffic heroin and cocaine.
Tank: â
Liz: Imam Sadiq Asmal.
Tank: I told you. I donât know names.
Liz: You took him from his mosque. We need to know where he is.
Tank: I donât know.
Liz: Well, who does? Martin? Does he know?
Tank: They take care of my family. All our families. They look out for us.
Liz: Right now, Iâm the only one looking out for you. And I canât do that unless you give me a reason to. Like a name.
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[ Warden Roy Cain is at home. Guard Vincent Martin is in his parked vehicle ]
Vincent Martin: [ On phone ] It went sideways.
Cain: How?
Martin: The FBI, thatâs how.
Cain: Calm down. We got to Ruel before he could say anything.
Martin: They got Tank. The others escaped.
Cain: Tell the others to go to the safe house. Iâll meet them there. You get back to the prison. Discover the jail-break, issue a BOLO. Follow protocol.
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[ Liz has stepped outside the interrogation room ]
Liz: [ On phone ] Itâs the warden. The inmates he puts in isolation, he takes care of their families. And they take care of him.
Red: Heâs the man with the key to the locked-room.
Liz: He tells them what to do, and itâs very need-to-know.
Red: And they donât know where the imam is?
Liz: No. They donât.
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Katarina: Weâre clear then. You know the information Iâm looking for and what will happen if you refuse to give it.
Dembe: Yes.
Katarina: Talk it over with your spiritual advisor. After all â itâs his life that hangs in the balance.
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[ Dembe enters the room where Imam Asmal sits. Dembe kneels down in front of him ]
Dembe: Are you hurt?
Imam Asmal: Only by the thought that you could be. You are devoted to two men and are being forced to betray one for the other.
Dembe: A manâs life is more important than a manâs secrets.
Imam Asmal: Some lives are built on secrets. And when they are revealed â the life theyâre built on ends as well.
Dembe: Are you trying to confuse me?
Imam Asmal: Iâm trying to help you see there is no easy answer. That either choice carries a burden I wish with my whole heart that you didnât have to carry.
Dembe: If I let you die to save Raymondâs soul, how will I ever save my own?
Imam Asmal: This is not your fault. Hmm? Do you hear me, son? You are not to blame.
Dembe: [ Crying ]
Imam Asmal: You are not to blame. You are not to blame.
[ He draws Dembe to him ]
Imam Asmal: You are not to blame.
[ Embrace; Dembe sobbing ]
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[ The safe house ]
Waats: What are we doing here?
Fingers: Weâre doing what weâre told to do.
Waats: The op was blown.
Cisco: The warden will take care of us. He always has.
Waats: The warden has got no juice left after this.
Fingers: What do you say we should do?
Waats: Weâre escaped prisoners. I say we escape.
[ Warden Roy Cain enters ]
Cain: Thatâs one option.
Waats: Iâm not going back.
Cain: No, youâre not. [ đ„ Cain shoots Waats with a pistol ]
Fingers: Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Weâre on your side. All right? Weâre a team.
Cain: We were. [ đ„ Cain shoots Fingers ]
Cain: A damn good team. [ đ„ Cain shoots Cisco ]
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[ Unkleâs âȘ âThe Answerâ plays ]
[ Roy Cain arrives home from the safe house. He flips on the light. Red is drinking grapefruit juice. Morgan and Chuck are with him ]
Red: My doctor told me to stay away from grapefruit juice.
âȘ Here we are âȘ
Roy Cain: Who are you?
Red: He said something about statins and how grapefruit affects the metabolic this or that, I donât know. But whatever the risk, ruby red is worth it. Please, sit.
âȘ Lay in wait for an answer
Theyâre still waiting âȘ
[ Roy Cain sits at the dining room table. Red raps the table with his knuckles ]
Red: Hands.
[ Cain puts his hands flat on the table ]
âȘ Lucky tips as the day breaks
The blind are leading the blind âȘ
Red: My name is Raymond Reddington, and as a general rule, innovative is not a word I would use to describe a prison warden. The indignities that the men in your charge are subjected to are cruel and often inhumane. But you â you found a way to monetize that cruelty. I imagine your clients pay top dollar for you to commit the perfect crime on their behalf. Street crimes using men who are off the street. Iâm curious how you landed on the idea. The light-bulb moment. I love hearing about light-bulb moments. Do tell. ââ Thatâs an order, not a request.
Roy Cain: I inherited the business from my daddy and his daddy before him. My great-great grandpa used to catch freed Blacks and lock âem up down in Angola. Then heâd lease âem out to the highest bidder. Theyâd work peopleâs fields, timber. Thereâs no reforming âem. They come through my gates, they ainât people. Theyâre broken. Might as well put âem to some use.
Red: I guess that just about says it all, doesnât it?
âȘ Better days with a headache âȘ
Red: Imam Asmal. Who hired you to abduct him?
âȘ Better days with a headache âȘ
Red: Time is of the essence.
Roy Cain: Her name is Maddy Tolliver.
[ Red presses the muzzle of his gun to Cainâs forehead ]
Red: Think again.
Cain: About what? You asked me whoâ
Red: Maddy Tolliver is dead.
Cain: She wasnât dead two weeks ago. I swear to God she wasnât.
Red: Where did she have you deliver him?
Cain: If I tell you that, are you gonna let me go?
Red: Where.
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[ Door opens. Katarina enters ] [ Dembe and the Imam are praying together ] [ Chanting ]
Katarina: I see youâve prayed on your decision.
[ They rise ]
Dembe: Release him, and I will tell you what you want to know.
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[ Katarina sits across from Dembe at a table. Video gear is set up ]
Katarina: Letâs record this for the world to see, shall we?
[ Katarina starts recording ]
Katarina: I need an answer. Iâm not waiting.
[ âĄïžTires screechâĄïž ] [ Simms looks out the window ]
Simms: Maâam, you gotta go. Right now.
Katarina: [ Scoffs ]
[ Simms hurries her away ]
[ Berdy grabs the Imam, holding a gun to his head ]
Imam Asmal: [ Grunts ]
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[ Chuck and Morgan enter, rifles drawn. Red enters ]
Berdy: He sold you out.
Red: Where is she?
Berdy: Did you hear what I said? He talked.
Red: No, he didnât. If he had, theyâd be dead already.
[ Chuck points his rifle at Berdy, who is using the Imam as a shield ]
Chuck: I got him. [ i.e. in my sights ]
Berdy: Youâre not going after her. Iâm here to make sure of that.
Red: You got him?
Berdy: Weâre just gonna stay here and have a nice chat.
[ Berdy has his eye on Chuck, but not on Red ] [ Gunshot đ„] [ Red shoots Berdy in the forehead ]
Red: [ To Dembe ] Did you tell her anything?
Dembe: No. But I was going to.
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[ The scene of a murder; itâs Roy Cain ] [ Police radio chatter, camera shutter clicking ]
Dr Ogden Maguire (M.E.): Got the call a couple hours ago. Itâs two gunshot wounds to the torso at close range, based on the GSR and the stippling.
Agent Park: Thatâs him. Iâll call off the hunt.
Dr Maguire: Weâre almost done here. Iâll get the autopsy filed to your Task Force by this time tomorrow.
[ Park picks up a ledger and pages through it ]
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[ Cooperâs office. Aram enters ]
Aram: Sir, just got off with the DA. Sarah Wims testified. Looks like guilty on all counts.
Cooper: And the man who contracted the warden?
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[ Park enters the restaurant where Cain had earlier met with Anglim. Two agents are with her. Anglim is there now ]
Park: Colin Anglim.
Youâre under arrest for the attempted murder of Sarah Wims.
Anglim: Sarah who? Like Iâm supposed to know who thatâ
Park: It was in Warden Cainâs ledger. Which is good, since heâs not around to tell us about it.
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[ Aram sits down in Cooperâs office ]
Cooper: The wardenâs dead. His ledger gives us the people who hired him and Imam Asmal was safe. I think we can close the books on this.
Aram: Well, I looked over the ledger, and it gives us every name but one. The person who hired him to take the imam.
Cooper: And the imam wonât say. I spoke with him myself. He says itâs a private matter between him and a congregant.
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[ Michael Kiwanukaâs âȘ âLightâ plays ]
[ Liz sits in her car. Katarina gets in ]
âȘ Weâre miles apart
But safe right here âȘ
Katarina: [ Sighs ]
âȘ Weâre running from âȘ
Katarina: Iâve missed you.
âȘ Beyond the dark Weâll always be âȘ
[ Liz smiles slightly ]
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[ Imam Asmal sits next to Red in his car ]
Imam Asmal: Hmm. You think he had a binary choice. I think he had no choice at all.
Red: We always have a choice.
Imam Asmal: [ Sighs ] Hmm. If you have situational ethics. He doesnât. There is a right and a wrong.
Red: And you were right, and I was wrong.
Imam Asmal: You and I wereâ irrelevant to his struggle for spiritual discipline.
Red: Dembe and I have done this dance before. I made it clear there wouldnât be an encore.
Imam Asmal: Jihad doesnât start and stop. It is constant. For him. For me. And for you.
âȘ Youâll always shine âȘ
Red: What do you know of my struggle?
Imam Asmal: I know we all have one. Every day. Today, my struggle was whether to tell the FBI who had abducted me. Tomorrow it will be why I didnât.
âȘ And it donât bother me, donât bother me, no âȘ
Red: Dembe asked you not to.
Imam Asmal: Yes, he did. He left me no choice. Whether I liked it or not.
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âȘ All of my fears are gone, baby, gone, gone âȘ
Liz: Dembeâs imam. Was that really necessary?
Katarina: You mean heâs not in the game. A bystander.
Liz: I mean was it necessary.
Katarina: In the situation Iâm in, in the situation Reddington put me in, there are no bystanders.
Liz: Does he know? That youâre alive?
Katarina: He does now.
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[ The kitchen of Redâs restaurant ] [ Red pours from a bottle of champagne ]
Marvin Gerard: I donât know what you did, but whatever it was â thank you.
Red: Thanks can wait. I need you to do something for me.
Gerard: Um, thanks cannot wait. I was about to be disbarred. One conversation with you and Iâm suddenly a paragon of legal ethics.
Red: Youâre welcome.
[ Glasses clink âšThey drink ]
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Liz: Youâre going after the people I care aboutâ
Katarina: Iâm not going after them. Iâm giving them a choice. Dembe made the right one. If it comes down to it, one day, I hope you will, too.
Liz: I thought I already had.
Katarina: You did. And it saved me.
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Red: Itâs about my will and my various trusts. Seeing as how sheâs the primary beneficiary, Iâd like you to set aside a time to review them with Elizabeth.
Gerard: Youâre giving a cop the keys to your kingdom.
Red: Regrettably.
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Katarina: But there will be â more choices for you to make.
Liz: Between you and him.
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Gerard: Why do it?
Red: Because where sheâs going, sheâll need it.
Gerard: And where, pray tell, is our plucky heroine going?
Red: To a very dark and dangerous place.
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Katarina: I donât think one of us can live while the other survives.
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Red: She doesnât see it, or canât accept it, but her path is undeniable.
Gerard: You make it sound like she has no choice.
[ Dembe enters. Red looks up at him ]
Red: [ To Gerard ] What did you say?
Gerard: I said you make it sound like she has no choice.
[ Red looks at Dembe ]
Red: [ Quietly ] I guess that is what Iâm saying. Sometimes there is no choice.
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Katarina: [ To Liz ] And I think the outcome is in your hands.
âȘ A mile apart, leave and be free
A mile apart âȘ
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â« On the Road Again
by StĂ©phane PompougnacâȘ [ Lyrics unavailable ]
Lyrics and Credits: [ Instrumental ]
YouTube: https://youtu.be/M0Cum5TuAOo
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â« The Answer
by Unkle, feat. Big in JapanâȘ Here we are
Burning up in our cars
And in our hearts
Better days
Sleeping late with a headache
Perfect weather
Congregate
Lay in wait for an answer
Theyâre still waiting
With your tea
Lucky tips as the day breaks
The blind are leading the blindâȘ Better
Better days with a headache
Perfect weatherâȘ Xenon lights
Dots go dashing the highways
Nothingâs moving
Radiates
Everything lasting for seconds
Evaporated
Loversâ lips
Drinking late at the station
Smiling faces
Comic weep
Wiping your face in whatever
Thereâs an answerâȘ Better
Better days with a headache
Perfect weatherLyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3bgnk5d
YouTube: https://youtu.be/FQSkueM8fjM
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â« Light
by Michael KiwanukaâȘ Weâre miles apart
But safe from dreams
Youâre running from
Beyond the dawn
Weâll always need
One of their own
To leadâȘ (Shine your light over me)
Shine your light over me
(All of my fears are gone)
All of my fears are gone, baby, gone, gone
(And it donât bother me)
And it donât bother me, donât bother me, no
(If itâs not meant to be)âȘ Too far to run
Fall on your knees
To find a love
Youâre light to me
My only sun
Youâll always shine
For meâȘ (Shine your light over me)
Shine your light over me
(All of my fears are gone)
All of my fears are gone, baby, gone, gone
(And it donât bother me)
Donât bother me, donât bother me, no
If itâs not meant to beâȘ (Shine your light over me)
Shine your light over me
(All of my fears are gone)
All of my fears are gone, baby, gone, gone
(And it donât bother me)
It donât bother me, donât bother me, no
If itâs not meant to beâȘ I had to lose to understand
Strung out from all this
Pour out a thousand tears
I never knew a kinder manâȘ A mile apart, leave and be free
A mile apart, leave and be free
A mile apart, leave and be free
A mile apart, leave and be freeâȘ A mile apart, leave and be free
A mile apart, leave and be free
A mile apart, leave and be free
A mile apart, leave and be freeLyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2SJIand
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đŽ Script 7:19 Kazanjian Brothers (â 156-157)
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Program air date: 5/15/2020 in the US
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Director: Michael Caracciolo
Written by: Kelli Johnson, Sam Christopher
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Technical Note: Episode 7:19 is the finale of Season 7 of The Blacklist which was shortened due to the pandemic caused by COVID-19, which shut down both New York City and Los Angeles, where the series is filmed and produced. The final episode was not completely filmed when production halted. In addition, the death of Brian Dennehy, who played Lizâs grandfather, Dominic Wilkinson, means his character has to be written out of the story. Word is that the episode was to be pieced together out of scenes that were already filmed, flashback scenes, and animated scenes with the voices dubbed in. As the saying goes, âNecessity is the Mother of Invention.â
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Brief (Where weâre at): Red is suffering from a mysterious illness and is making arrangements to pass his assets to Liz, a proposition she says she wonât agree to. Katarina Rostova, Lizâs mother, seems determined to beat Mother Nature to Red, telling Liz, âI donât think one of us can live while the other survivesâ:Katarina: ⊠[T]here will be â more choices for you to make.
Liz: Between you and him.Liz, it turns out, has been collaborating with Katarina (who Red had thought was dead) in her effort to determine who Red really is â or was â before he took on the identity of Raymond Reddington, Lizâs dead father, a question Katarina also wants answered. Dembe found out Liz was involved in the kidnapping of his imam, but did not tell Red. He also admitted to Red that although he did not divulge the secret of Redâs identity, he would have done to save his imamâs life â had Red had not shown up in the nick of time:
Red: [ To Dembe ] Did you tell her anything?
Dembe: No. But I was going to.As Red told Imam Asmal, âDembe and I have done this dance before. I made it clear there wouldnât be an encore.â
Dembe has betrayed Red twice: by almost betraying his identity to Katarina and by keeping from him the fact that it was Liz who had arranged for the imamâs kidnapping. Will Dembe pay a price for his failure of loyalty? And why, in light of all this, and knowing that Liz had hired a private investigator to delve into his past, is Red ready to turn over everything to her? Cryptically, he explains to Marvin Gerard, his lawyer:
Marvin Gerard: Youâre giving a cop the keys to your kingdom.
Red: Regrettably.
Gerard: Why do it?
Red: Because where sheâs going, sheâll need it.
Gerard: And where, pray tell, is our plucky heroine going?
Red: To a very dark and dangerous place.
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â Script 7:19 Kazanjian Brothers (â 156-157)
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Voice-over: Previously on âThe Blacklistâ:
Liz: You know his identity.
Dom (Lizâs grandfather): I do.
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Liz: I know youâre Ilya.
Red: Who told you this?
Liz: Dom.
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[ In the story Dom told to Liz, Ilya (who Dom said was Red) emerges from a meeting with a banker, having assumed the identity of the real (and deceased) Raymond Reddington ]
Redâs voice: [ On phone ] It worked.
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[ Ilya (aka Frank Bloom, Redâs friend) is taken at gunpoint by Katarina ]
Katarina: Hello, Ilya. Been a long time.
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[ Liz goes through the files from Victoria Fenbergâs operation and recognizes her neighbor, âMaddy Tolliver,â is not who she says she is ]
Liz: My nanny.
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[ Dom lies in a coma, having been shot in a gunfight with Katarinaâs operatives ]
Liz: [ To Dom ] You put your granddaughter in harmâs way. You lied your way into my life.
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Katarina: [ To Liz, introducing herself ] Maddy Tolliver, your new neighbor.
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[ Dom, shot đ„đ„ in the chest by Katarinaâs sharpshooter ]
[ Liz points her gun at Katarina ]
Liz: You shot your father. Youâve caused pain and suffering for everyone Iâve ever cared about. Give me one good reason I shouldnât end this right now.
Katarina: You already know the reason, Masha. Iâm your mother.
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[ Liz continues talking to the unconscious Dom ]
Liz: She told me you lied to me about who Reddington is.
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Red: [ To Liz ] Itâs over. Sheâs dead. Gunned down in the street less than an hour ago.
[ Katarina is đ„đ„đ„ gunned down đ„đ„đ„ by the Kazanjian brothers in a faked assassination staged for Redâs benefit ]
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[ Red has collapsed. Dembe runs to his side ]
Dembe: Raymond!
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Dr Ed Clemons: I think we need to look at this event as a wake-up call, Raymond. [ To Dembe ] Maybe you can get him to listen to reason. His life depends on it.
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[ New York City, near the Brooklyn Bridge ] [ Siren wailing ] [ Tour boat horn blares ]
[ Frank Mervin makes a call ] [ Ringing ] [ Frankâs hand is chained to the briefcase he is carrying ]
[ Stanley Birch is in his chess shop in D.C. ]
Stanley Birch: [ Answers ] Where are you now?
Frank Merwin: On my way to you.
Birch: Where are you specifically?
Frank: New York. But Iâll be there.
Birch: You havenât left? Are you insane? Even Iâm hearing about people who want to put a bullet in your back. If you want my services, you get to D.C. and now.
Frank: D.C., I know. The chess shop. Iâll be there at 9:00 tonight.
Birch: Youâll never clear the airport.
Frank: Iâm not going through the airport. I contracted transport.
[ A man and woman standing nearly by are watching Merwin and appear to be reaching for guns ]
Frank: Just be ready. Passports, new names â everything we talked about.
[ A black SUV âĄïžscreechesâĄïž to a halt ] [ The man and woman take aim at Frank ]
Frank: No. No, wait, please!
[ Two men, the Kazanjian brothers, get out of the SUV and đ„đ„đ„ shoot the man and the woman đ„đ„đ„ with automatic weapons, preventing them from shooting Frank Merwin ][ Spectators screaming ]
Stanley Birch: [ On phone ] Mr. Merwin, whatâs going on?
Nshan Kazanjian: [ Speaks foreign language ]
[ Two police officers appear ]
Police Officer: NYPD! Drop your weapons!
[ đ„đ„đ„ Gunfire đ„đ„đ„] [ The police officers are shot and fall ]
Birch: [ On phone ] Mr. Merwin, whatâs happening? Mr. Merwin?
[ The Kazanjian brothers grab Frank Merwin and shove him into the SUV ]
[ Engine revs âĄïžTires screechâĄïž ]
Nshan Kazanjian: [ Speaking foreign language ]
Pasha Kazanjian: [ Speaks foreign language ]
Birch: [ On phone ] Mr. Merwin, hello? Talk to me. What the hell is going on?
Frank: 9:00 tonight, the chess shop. Just be there.
[ Dial tone ] [ Nshan takes the phone ]
Pasha: [ Russian accent ] No phones. No talking. Whatâs in the briefcase?
Frank: Protection. From my clients. Itâs whatâs keeping me alive.
Pasha: Yeah. Well, now you have us.
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[ Monitor beeping ] [ Dom lies in a coma ]
Liz: [ Her thoughts, voice-over ] What would I even say to you if I could? I donât care who Reddington is, his secret â the one you lied to me about. But the people whoâve died to keep the secret â Tom, Mr. Kaplan â I did care about them. I loved them. And when they died, a part of me died with them. A good part here, a kind part there. Until, after seven years, Iâm not sure what parts are left.
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Interruption â
Harry Lennix (âCooperâ): Thatâs what Elizabeth Keen was going to say to her grandfather. But she didnât get the chance to because, like all of youâ
Diego Klattenhoff (âResslerâ): Our lives were put on hold because of the coronavirus.
Hisham Tawfiq (âDembeâ): Back in March, we shut down production halfway through filming this episode.
Amir Arison (âAramâ): I remember I was wearing gloves between takes, and then right before we yelled âaction,â I would take them off.
Laura Sohn (âAgent Parkâ): Things were getting scary. And, eventually, we finally did shut down. The entire city shut down.
Lennix: But I thought it might be for a few weeks, a month, even. We might finish the episode. And then it soon came to our attention that we werenât coming back at all.
Diego: But, since then, with the help of people working remotely from their homes in citiesâ
[ Photos from online meetings ]
Lennix: All the way from Los Angeles to London, using our imaginationsâ
Diego: Weâve been able to complete the episode, an unusual solution for a trying time.
[ Amir has a puppy! ]
Amir: Keep your distance. Only go out when you have to. And, um, make sure you tell those that you love, you love them. [ Kisses puppy ] I love you.
Laura: I know I speak for everyone on the show when I tell you that we hope that you are healthy and safe.
[ Photos off the actors behind the scenes ]
Lennix: And we hope that we get to see you on the other side of this very soon.
Amir: So, I canât wait to see it. I canât wait to see what is now the season finale of season seven.
Hisham: And now back to Agent Keen, as she imaginesâ
Diego: Telling her grandfather thatâ
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[ Liz at Domâs bedside ]
Liz: I feel like a series of lights have been turned off and Iâm standing at the edge of this darkness and that if I take one step closer to it, if I lose one more good part of me, Iâll be â transformed.
[ Text inset: ACT #1: LIZâS DILEMMA ]
[ Dr Ed Clemons enters ]
Dr Clemons: Your grandfather is doing better.
Liz: Please, tell me.
Dr Clemons: Weâve been reducing the sedation and monitoring his brain activity. Serial EEGs show the seizures are decreasing. His body is starting to regulate the flow of oxygen on its own. If you and Mr. Reddington approve, Iâd like to suggest we try and bring him out of the coma.
Liz: You think itâs time?
Dr Clemons: I think we need to be cautious, but thereâs a chance we could have him talking soon.
Liz: That would be nice.
[ Liz covers Domâs hand with hers ]
Liz: Wouldnât it?
[ Liz walks through the warehouse where the secret hospital is hidden ]
[ Text inset: I MAY FINALLY LEARN THE TRUTH ]
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[ Liz exits the warehouse onto the sidewalk ] [ Siren wails ] [ See sees in the rearview mirror of a vehicle that someone is following her. Itâs Simms, who works for her mother, Katarina Rostova.
Liz ducks behind a van and then grabs Simms when he nears and slams him against the van ]
Liz: Talk to me.
Simms: Whoa. Wait.
Liz: Yesterday, you were outside my house. The day before, you were outside my daughterâs school. Youâre following me â for her. Take me to her. Come on.
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[ Katarinaâs apartment ] [ Knock on door ]
[ Liz and Simms enter ] [ Door closes ] [ Katarina appears ]
Liz: Dom is off-limits.
Katarina: Thank you, Simms.
Liz: Did you hear me? Stay away from him. [ To Simms, as he leaves ] And stop following me.
Katarina: You gave me your orders. Now Iâll give you mine. Donât pick Dom over me. Knowing what he didâ
Liz: What he did? You put him in a coma.
Katarina: Because he stole my life. He trained me, and then he betrayed me. I want my life back. He wonât give it to me.
Liz: After Koslov, the interrogation, when you went awayâ
Katarina: I went in search of answers, and I found some â why the Townsend Directive is after me.
Liz: Tell me.
Katarina: Are you on my side?
Liz: Iâm your daughter.
Katarina: But are you on my side?
[ Cellphone buzzes ] [ Lizâs phone reads âNickâs Pizzaâ (Red) ] [ Liz clicks it; Buzzing stops ]
Liz: You know, you say you want answers. Well, so do I. When youâre ready to tell me yours, let me know. Until then, weâve got nothing to talk about. And stop following me.
[ She lets herself out ]
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[ Text inset: MEANWHILE AT THE NATIONAL MALL ]
Dembe: Do you think she knows?
Red: That her beloved mother is alive? Iâd have to say yes.
Dembe: Which may mean she has taken Elizabeth into her confidence. Which means Elizabeth cannot be in yours.
[ Suddenly, Red doubles over in pain ]
Red: [ Groans ]
[ Dembe gives Red some pills and a flask. Red takes the pills ]
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Liz: Are you all right?
Red: Itâs a beautiful day. You and I are playing well with each other. And I have a case for you. What do you know about the killings this morning in New York?
Liz: I know four people were left dead, including two cops. New York Field Office says it was a botched hit.
Red: On an accountant for criminals. He survived and escaped.
Liz: The accountant?
Red: His name is Frank Merwin.
Liz: You want us to find an accountant?
Red: No. I want you to find the men who facilitated the accountantâs escape â the Kazanjian brothers.
[ Red hands Liz a photo of the Kazanjian brothers ]
[ Text inset: THE KAZANJIAN BROTHERS (NO. 156/157) ]
Red: They provide security to criminals. Theyâre ruthless and entirely indifferent to the carnage they leave behind.
[ A list of prior killings by the brothers is displayed ]
Red: Even the whisper of a contract with the Kazanjians can deter those with a vested interest from attempting to intervene.
Liz: And youâre interested in these criminal escorts becauseâ?
Red: Because apprehending the Kazanjian brothers will take two bloodthirsty killers off the streets while pointing the FBI to the last-known whereabouts of any number of wanted fugitives.
Liz: Thatâs why the Task Force should take the case, not why youâre giving it to us.
Red: The Kazanjian brothers â Would you care to hear more?
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[ The Post Office. Liz briefs the Task Force ]
Liz: Pasha and Nshan Kazanjian. Conceived and born in prison, the only children of a female inmate held at the infamous Perm-36 labor camp. Taken from their mother and placed in a state-run orphanage but raised on the street. Today, they make their living as muscle for hire.
Agent Alina Park: Muscleâ Like theyâre what, bodyguards for bad guys?
Liz: Yes. Only these bodyguards kill to protect their clients. A missing Indian crime boss, an exiled Thai politician, an accountant who hides millions for criminals â all contracted by the Kazanjian brothers. According to Reddington, the bloodshed in New York this morning was in service of protecting their newest client â Frank Merwin.
Aram: Merwin is an MIT graduate with degrees in quantitative economics and financial mathematics. Heâs a forensic accountant who moves money for criminals and criminal syndicates around the world.
Cooper: Merwinâs on the Bureauâs radar, but weâve never made the case.
Ressler: So why hire the Kazanjians?
Agent Park: Maybe somebody doesnât like the way heâs been cooking their books.
Liz: Reddington says Merwin is about to go underground, but if we get him first, he can lead us to the brothers.
Ressler: We have a lead.
Aram: Billing address is a PO box in Logan Circle, but last-known residence is in Jarrettsville.
Cooper: Family?
Aram: Ex-wife. One daughter.
Cooper: Ressler, Park, talk to the wife. See what she knows. Keen, Aram, pull Merwinâs financials. See if we can find out whose money this guyâs hiding.
[ They disperse, but Liz catches up to Ressler ]
Liz: I need to ask you something.
Ressler: About what?
Liz: Her.
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Ressler: Your mother had you followed? Why?
Liz: To get the answers she couldnât by abducting Dembeâs imam.
Ressler: Can you confirm that?
Liz: She told me she did it.
Ressler: She told you?
Liz: I made the tail, had him take me to her.
Ressler: If you know where she is, Keen, you got to tell Cooper.
Liz: Heâll have her arrested.
Ressler: Yeah, thatâs generally what the FBI does to killers.
Liz: If I turn her in, Reddington will get to her.
[ Knock on window. Itâs Agent Park, beckoning Ressler ]
Ressler: Sheâs a wanted fugitive.
Liz: And so is he.
Ressler: Yeah, but heâs got immunity.
[ Ressler leaves ] [ Door closes ]
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[ The home of Vickie Merwin, Frank Merwinâs ex-wife ]
[ Text inset: ACT #2: THE ESTRANGED WIFE TALKS⊠]
Vickie: Have you found him? Is he okay?
Agent Park: We donât know. We were hoping you could tell us.
Vickie: No. I-I mean, yes, but weâre recently separated. I have no idea where he is. I havenât spoken to him in nearly two weeks. Last I knew, Frank was traveling for work.
Park: But you knew he was in trouble.
Vickie: Heâs an accountant.
Ressler: For criminals. We all know that. And because of his work, heâs in danger. The sooner you are honest with us, the sooner we can try to bring him home.
Vickie: He said heâd taken money.
Park: From a client.
Vickie: He said he needed to leave, and that was over a week ago.
Park: Has his client reached out to you, tried to make contact?
Vickie: No. I donât know about his work. He doesnât exactly tell me details.
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[ Text inset: AT THAT MOMENT IN A NO-TELL HOTEL ] [ Frank Merwin calls his daughter ]
Frank Merwin: Hey, kiddo, itâs me.
[ Pearl Merwin, a girl of about 10, lies on her bed ]
Pearl: Where are you, Daddy?
Frank: Iâmâ Iâm out of town, sweetheart.
Pearl: When are you coming back?
Frank: Um, I donât know. But itâs gonna be a while.
Pearl: Before my birthday?
Frank: Sweetheart, I donât know when Iâll get to see you next. But I need you to know I love you very, very much.
[ Pasha Kazanjian slams the door open ]
Pasha: Give me the phone.
Frank: No, please. My girlâ
Pasha: Now.
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[ Pearl appears in the living room ]
Pearl: Mom?
Vickie: Oh, honey, whatâs wrong?
Pearl: Itâs Daddy. I talked to him.
Ressler: Iâm gonna need to see your phone.
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[ The Post Office ] [ Knock on door ] [ Aram enters ]
Aram: Guys, I got it, a trace on the call that came into Pearl Merwinâs cellphone.
Liz: Any idea where the call came from?
Aram: A landline in Manassasâ the Whitmore Hotel.
Ressler: All right, alert hotel security and local PD. Tell them weâre on our way.
[ Aram leaves ]
Liz: What if he gave us this case just so the Task Force would find her for him?
Ressler: Because he knows you wonât.
Liz: He doesnât know she and I are talking. And she doesnât know that he mightâve given us a case that could lead him to her.
Ressler: Which puts you right in the middle.
Liz: The last place I want to be.
Ressler: Well, we gotta chase down this lead.
Liz: I know. Iâm just afraid of what we might find when we do.
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[ Frank Merwin is outside making a call ] [ Ringing ] [ Cellphone rings in Stanley Birchâs chess shop, beeps ]
Stanley Birch: Birch.
Frank: Itâs me. Itâs Merwin.
[ Birch flips the sign on his shop to âClosedâ ]
Birch: Whatâs going on? That New York incident is all over the news.
Frank: I need to move things up. I can be there by 6:00.
Birch: 6:00? No. I said 9:00.
Frank: I know what you said, but thereâs been a change of plans. I spoke to my daughter. The feds were at my house. They know.
Birch: Fine. 6:00.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
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[ Text inset: MEANWHILE, IN MANASSAS ] [ A sign says âWhitmore Hotelâ ]
[ Engine revs ] [ Ressler and Liz pull into the parking lot ]
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[ Liz and Ressler enter. They flash their badges ]
Liz: Agents Ressler and Keen â FBI.
Kathy: Kathy Guard. We spoke on the phone. I printed a list of all our guests. Frank Merwin wasnât one of them.
[ Ressler holds up a photo ]
Ressler: He look familiar?
Kathy: No, Iâ What did he do?
[ A guest in the lobby, Mr Krupin, is making a call ]
Mr Krupin: [ Russian accent ] Hey, you got a problem. You got feds in the lobby asking questions.
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[ Nshan Kazanjian is on the other end of the call ]
Nshan Kazanjian: [ In Russian, to Pasha ] Theyâre here. Feds on site.
Frank Merwin: Hey, whatâs going on?
Pasha: [ In English ] Weâre done here. Time to leave.
[ The two brothers pick up their pistols ]
Pasha: Letâs go.
[ He grabs Frank and they exit ]
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Liz: [ To Mr Krupin ] You. Hey, who were you talking to?
[ Text inset: SOMETHINGâS WRONG. SHE CAN FEEL IT ]
Liz: I asked you a question.
Mr Krupin: My wife. Why?
Liz: Are you staying at this hotel?
Mr Krupin: â
Liz: Sir, answer my question.
[ Sweetâs âȘ âBallroom Blitzâ plays ]
Kathy: Mr. Krupinâs a guest. He has a block of six rooms upstairs.
Liz: Upstairs where? Where?
[ Getting no answer, Liz takes off running, followed by two uniformed officers ]
âȘ All right, fellas, letâs go âȘ
Mr Krupin: [ Calling after them ] Theyâll kill you both. Theyâll kill all of us!
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[ Ressler runs up the stairs followed by a police officer ]
Ressler: Keen, you got a visual?
Liz: [ On phone ] Nothing yet. Get more units here right now.
âȘ Oh, itâs been getting so hard
Livinâ with the things you do to me, ah-ha
My dreams are getting so strange
Iâd like to tell you everything I see, mmâȘ Oh, I see a man at the back as a matter of fact
His eyes are red as the sun
And a girl in the corner, let no one ignore her âȘ
[ Liz and an officer check the floor. Nothing ]
Liz: Ressler? Itâs clear.
âȘ âCause she thinks
Sheâs the passionate one âȘ
Liz: Theyâre gone.
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[ đ„ Gunshots đ„ ] [ The officer behind Ressler is shot ]
[ đ„đ„đ„ Gunfight between Ressler and the Kazanjians đ„đ„đ„ in the stairwell ]
âȘ Oh, yeah It was like lightning
Everybody was fighting and the music was soothing
Nshan: [ Speaking Russian ] Go back. Go for the elevator. Go. Fast. Go.
âȘ And they all started grooving
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahâȘ And the man in the back said, âȘ
[ The Kazanjians have Merwin with them. They press the button for the elevator ]
Liz: FBI. Put your weapons down.
[ They shoot đ„đ„ đ„đ„đ„đ„ ] [ But Liz has ducked behind a corner ]
âȘ And the girl in the corner said: âBoy, I wanna warn yaâ
Itâll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
[ The elevator doors open. A woman is standing there. Pasha grabs her ]
Liz: Let her go.
[ Ressler kicks through a door and joins Liz ]
âȘ Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz âȘ
[ Woman screams ]
Nshan: [ In Russian ] Pasha, I have the asset.
[ He and Frank Merwin get into the elevator ]
Pasha: Toss your guns. Throw them, or I shoot the woman. I said toss the guns, or I kill her.
Nshan: [ In Russian ] Assetâs clear. Letâs go.
Ressler: Put it down.
Liz: Put the gun down.
Ressler: Put the gun down right now!
[ Woman crying ]
[ Liz gives up her cover and walks slowly toward the Kazanjians ]
[ Text inset: LIZ COULD SENSE SOMETHING, AN INTUITION GNAWING AT HER ]
Liz: Katarina Rostova. Know her? Maddy Tolliver? The Townsend Directive?
[ Pasha and Nshan exchange looks ] [ Pasha and Liz make eye contact. Pashaâs brow furrows ]
[ Pasha shoots the woman đ„ and pushes her into the corridor ]
Woman: Oh! [ Grunts ]
âȘ Oh, yeah âȘ
[ The elevator doors close ]
Ressler: [ To the woman ] Hold on. You need to hold on.
[ Liz runs down the stairs ]
âȘ It was electric, so perfectly hectic âȘ
Ressler: [ On his phone ] I need an ambulance. Female gunshot victim. 2424 Salem.
âȘ And the band started leaving âȘ
[ A man in a hotel uniform appears ]
Ressler: [ To the man ] You, come here now.
âȘ âCause they all stopped breathing âȘ
Ressler: [ On phone ] Yes, the Whitmore, 2424 Salem.
âȘ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah âȘ
Ressler: [ To the uniformed man ] I want you to go to your room, get towels, put pressure on her stomach.
âȘ And the man at the back said: âEveryone attackâ
And it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said: âBoy, I wanna warn yaâ
Itâll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz âȘ
[ Liz runs outside as the Kazanjiansâ SUV is leaving ] [ đ„đ„ Gunshots to cover đ„đ„ ]
[ Ressler comes out, but the Kazanjians are gone ]
Liz: So â this is about my mother.
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[ Act #3: A CONNECTION EMERGES ]
[ Liz and Ressler and Ressler talk outside the Whitmore ]
Ressler: He didnât tell you he knows her?
Liz: He didnât say he knows, but he still told me.
Ressler: With a look.
Liz: Iâm telling you, they know her. I was right to suspect thereâs a connection. Reddingtonâs using us to get the Kazanjians so he can get to her.
[ A detective comes out with an evidence bag ]
Detective: Found this broken phone in the stairwell.
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[ The front desk ]
Ressler: Can I see your lost and found?
Kathy: Sure.
[ There is a phone inside. He inserts the SIM card from it ] [ Cellphone beeps ]
Ressler: Last call was made just before we arrived. An SOS.
Liz: Or a warning. Either way, it was a call to someone he trusted. Get Aram to run a trace.
Ressler: Who are you calling?
Liz: Reddington. Itâs time to get out of the middle. [ To Red ] Hey. We need to meet.
Red: Iâm on my way to the restaurant.
Liz: Iâll get there as soon as I can.
Red: With a break in the case?
Liz: That depends.
Red: On what?
Liz: On how well you answer some questions.
[ Line clicks, cellphone beeps ]
Dembe: Does Elizabeth have a lead?
Red: I fear she has â a suspicion.
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[ Cooperâs office ]
[ Mr Krupin sits in an interrogation room. Cooper and Agent Park can see him over video ]
Agent Park: He was at the hotel with the Kazanjian brothers. They paid him to rent the rooms. He doesnât know anything more. But we were able to ID the Kazanjians off hotel surveillance.
[ She hands photos to Cooper ]
Cooper: Have these been circulated?
Park: To local and state police, every airport, bus, and train station. Theyâre not getting out.
Cooper: Why come in? The man theyâre protecting is from Maryland. Why come here? What are they looking for, or who?
Park: Any news on the shooting victim from the hotel?
Cooper: Shot through the kidney. Sheâs in surgery. Keen and Resslerâ Have they found anything at the scene?
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[ Aram hops up a flight of stairs at the Post Office, talking on his phone ]
Aram: A lead? Uh, yes. Well, that is, I think so.
Red: [ On phone ] Talk to me.
Aram: Itâs, uhâ Well, you know.
Red: No, Aram, I donât. If I did, I wouldnât be asking you, would I?
Aram: No. The thing is, is, uh, m-maybe I should tell Mr. Cooper first.
Red: This isnât happening. The name, Aram. Whatâs the name?
Aram: Stanley Birch.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Red: [ Dembe ] Stanley Birch. I need you to pay him a visit.
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Cooper: Stanley Birch.
Aram: He runs a chess shop in Adams Morgan.
Park: Or fronts one. The Kazanjians arenât taking Merwin there to buy a chess set.
Cooper: Roll out. If Birch has a record, Iâll have it pulled by the time you get there.
Aram: Uh, sir, I, uh, I may have told Mr. Reddington about Birch.
Cooper: And what possessed you to do that?
Aram: Uh, a desire to, you know â uh, live?
Cooper: Get there. First.
[ Park and Aram leave ]
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[ Stanley Birchâs chess shop ]
[ Bell chimes ] [ The Kazanjian brothers enter with Frank Merwin ]
Birch: In the back. â Just him. [ i.e. just Merwin ]
[ Dembe, Morgan and Chuck appears from the back, guns drawn ]
Frank: I thought we had a deal.
Birch: We do, but âweâ donât. Dembe, thank Raymond for the tip. Iâm in his debt. Letâs go.
[ Birch goes to the back of his shop with Frank Merwin ]
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[ Redâs men take the Kazanjian brothers weapons ]
Pasha: Who are you?
Dembe: Letâs go.
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[ The kitchen of Redâs restaurant ]
Liz: Sorry it took so long, but thereâs nowhere to park, and, apparently, the owner is too cheap to hire a valet.
Red: [ Chuckles ] If we had a valet, youâd walk right in. Without one, you park far away, and by the time you get here, youâve worked up an appetite. Admit it, youâre a little hungry.
Liz: I am. For the truth. Any chance thatâs on the menu?
Red: Specialty of the house. Iâm never dishonest, only withholding.
Liz: I know you gave us the Kazanjian brothers to find Maddy Tolliver. I know you think sheâs alive.
Red: And I know you know Iâm not Ilya Koslov.
Liz: Iâm past caring who you are.
Red: Really? Then why hire a private investigator to prove it?
Liz: We have a lead on the Kazanjians.
Red: Stanley Birch â The number from the hotel, it belongs to him.
Liz: How do you know that?
Red: We go back a ways. Stanley could make a black bear disappear in a snow bank. Whoever is after Merwin, theyâll never find him.
[ Red picks up a bottle of red wine ]
Liz: Aram told you.
Red: Sensing you wouldnât bring the Kazanjian brothers to me, I had to make alternate arrangements.
Liz: You sent Dembe. He wonât get there before Park.
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[ Stanley Birchâs chess shop ]
Officer: Backâs clear. No sign of Birch.
Agent Park: We missed them. Have a local PD set a perimeter.
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[ The restaurant kitchen ]
Red: I gave you the case to find Maddy Tolliver. I think sheâs alive, and I think she means us all harm â you, Agnes, me, Dom, Dembe, his imam.
[ Red pours himself a glass of the red wine ]
Liz: Why?
Red: What difference does it make?
Liz: Does she have a reason to harm us? Did you give her a reason?
Red: Iâm sorry, are you upset with me?
Liz: Yes, I am upset with you. All of this is because of whatever it is you did to her.
Red: Donât put this on me.
Liz: Weâre only here because of you.
Red: Thatâs not tâ
Liz: Whatever you did, whatever happened between the two of you has put all of us in this situation.
[ Talking over each other ]
Red: Please. Please. Please, donât raise yourâ
Liz: You withhold information. You wonât answer my questions.
Red: Itâs notâ I-I donâtâ Yeah, youâve never heardâ
Liz: You wonât tell me the truth.
Red: âme raise my voice. But Iâm trying to tell you, this is not my fault.
[ Redâs hand is shaking ]
Red: Do you understand? This is not my fâ Itâs notâ [ Groans ] Itâs not myâ
[ The wine bottle falls to the floor and shatters ]
Red: Itâsâ [ Coughs ]
[ Red falls onto the pool of wine ]
Red: [ Mumbling ] Itâs notâ Itâs notâ
Chef Guillermo: What is it?
Liz: Whatâs happening? Reddington, can you hear me?
Chef Guillermo: Is he all right?
Liz: [ Distorted ] Reddington, can you hear me? Reddington, can you hear me?
[ Text inset: BUT HE CANâT HEAR HER. HE CANâT SEE. NOTHING IS MAKING SENSE ]
Chef Guillermo: [ Muffled ] Someone should call 911.
Liz: I need a car. Yours. Anyoneâs.
Chef Guillermo: We come by bus.
[ Liz makes a call ] [ Dialing ]
Liz: [ On phone ] Are you still having me followed?
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[ Red is helped semi-conscious out of the back of the building by Katarinaâs man Simms and another man to a waiting car ] [ Katarina opens the back door of the car ]
Katarina: [ Echoing ] Get in.
[ Red ends up in the back seat, between Katarina and Liz, his head on Katarinaâs lap ]
Liz: [ To Simms ] The building where you found me this morning, we need to get him there now.
[ âĄïžTires screechâĄïž ] [ Engine revs ]
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[ Text inset: ACT #4: RACING AGAINST TIME⊠]
Liz: Now youâre following me, too?
Katarina: Simms, me, both of us, others. Itâs a team effort.
Liz: That doesnât make it okay.
Katarina: You know I didnât have to help.
Liz: [ To driver ] Take Fullerton. Itâs faster. [ To Katarina ] So why did you help?
Katarina: Because heâs important to you and because he was once important to me. I donât want him to die.
[ Red tries to sit up ]
Liz: No. No, no, no, no, no, no, itâsâ itâs okay. Y-You donâtâ Uh, weâre getting you help.
[ Liz pushes Redâs head back down onto Katarinaâs lap ]
Liz: You nearly bled him to death.
Katarina: For a truth that could save my life.
Liz: [ Distorted ] You know I have no idea whatâs wrong with himâ a tumor, cancer. Indigestion. [ Not distorted ] I see him every day, and I havenât got a clue. You two, the truths you wonât share, the secrets you keep, Iâm tired of it, of being caught in the middle.
Katarina: Do you know what the Sikorsky Archive is?
Liz: Donât start, not unless youâre willing to go all the way.
Katarina: Itâs a blackmail file.
Liz: Iâm serious. Iâd rather hear no truth than a half-truth.
Katarina: It has compromising information on very powerful people. Iâve been accused of stealing it. He knows I didnât. I think he knows who did.
[ Red is semi-awake, his vision and hearing distorted ]
Liz: Which you want him to tell you. Thatâs the truth youâre looking for? This Archive?
Katarina: Thereâs a bounty on my head. And there will be until Iâm dead or I can prove I donât have the Archive.
Liz: Does he know that?
Katarina: Of course. And he still wonât say.
Liz: [ To driver ] Canât you go any faster?
[ The driver steps on the gas ]
Katarina: I didnât think you were caught in the middle, not after you saved my life.
[ Liz puts her hand on Redâs ]
Liz: Itâs complicated.
Katarina: Seems simple to me. Iâm trying to save his life, even though he wonât lift a finger to help save mine.
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[ Pasha Kazanjian sits at a table across from Dembe ] [ In the next room, a man is screaming ]
Dembe: If I had a brother, I would do anything for him. You can make it stop by telling me where she is.
Pasha: [ Russian accent ] Does Townsend knowâ
Dembe: âthat you faked Katarinaâs death? No, he does not.
Pasha: So he didnât send you.
Dembe: Where is she?
Pasha: I donât know.
[ Screaming continues ]
Pasha: But I know someone who does. We faked her death for a cut of Townsendâs bounty. We got our piece, but we still owe hers. Weâre supposed to pay it through an intermediary â Wayne Otte. We pay him, he pays her.
Dembe: Which means he knows where she is.
[ Screaming continues ]
Pasha: Make it stop.
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[ Cart squeaking ]
[ Mr Brimley exits the interrogation room wheeling a cart with a tape-player on it ]
Brimley: Soundtrack to âSkloni Hala Chalyaââ
[ Brimley clicks the tape-player back on ]
Tape player: [ Man screaming ]
Brimley: âRussian horror flick. Itâs no âGunga Din,â but the screams? Like 102 minutes of my Uncle Saul passing a stone the size of a Torah scroll.
[ Brimley clicks off the tape-player ]
Pasha: I donât understand. My brother.
[ Nshan is escorted from the room. His mouth is gagged ]
[ Dembeâs cellphone rings, beeps ]
Dembe: Hello?
[ Text inset: THEN, TROUBLING NEWS ABOUT REDDINGTONâS CONDITION. ]
Dembe: What? When? Iâm on my way.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Dembe: [ To Pasha ] Set a meeting with Otte. I want to know the where and the when. Or the next time your brother screams will be for real.
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[ Liz visits Dom in the clandestine hospital in the warehouse ]
Liz: Iâm back. And I brought you company.
[ Red is in the next room talking to Dr Clemons ]
Liz: And questionsâ more questions. More secrets.
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[ Dr Clemons enters ]
Dr Clemons: The weaning is going well. He could be up and around in no time.
Liz: So heâs really on the mend. Thatâs great. What about Reddington? We did an MRI. He had a cerebral edema, which we treated withâ
Liz: Sorry, I didnât mean what are his symptoms. I meant, whatâs the cause? Whatâs wrong with him?
Dr Clemons: I, uh, canât say.
Liz: Because he told you not to?
[ Text inset: YES, THATâS EXACTLY WHAT HE INSTRUCTED. ]
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[ Liz enters the room where Red sits with Dembe ]
Red: Iâve had the most interesting headache. Colors and images. An acid trip â but with pain.
Liz: Iâm glad you can joke about it. It terrified me.
Red: Thank you for getting me here.
Liz: I had help.
Red: Did you?
[ Redâs left hand trembles uncontrollably; he hides his hand so Liz wonât see ]
Red: We were talking about her.
Liz: No. You were yelling at me about her, and then you collapsed.
Red: Sheâs a threat. Or she was.
Liz: Was?
Red: Wayne Otte. He knows how to find her, and I know how to find him.
Liz: Because Dembe got to the Kazanjians first.
Red: [ Exhales ] I should rest.
Liz: Right.
Red: Itâll be over soon. I promise. Itâs for the best.
[ Liz leaves the room ]
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Dembe: That was a risk.
Red: I need to know where Elizabeth stands. So I put bait on the hook.
Dembe: And if she bites?
Red: Then I know she stands against me.
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[ Cooperâs office ]
Red: [ On phone ] Take the win, Harold.
Cooper: You tasked us to find the Kazanjians. We didnât.
Red: No. I did.
Cooper: And Stanley Birch is gone. Thatâs not a win. Iâm not even sure itâs a pyrrhic victory.
Red: Frank Merwin has information on hundreds of high-value clients. Heâs keeping it in a briefcase handcuffed to his wrist as an insurance policy. Find Merwin, and you find his clientsâ secrets.
Cooper: Park: And the Kazanjians?
Red: Frank Merwin. The Black Oak helipad in Loudoun County.
Cooper: You donât want to talk about it. Fine. Then listen. Iâve spoken with Elizabeth. I know youâre using the Kazanjians to get to Maddy Tolliver. I know sheâs alive, and I know sheâs Agent Keenâs mother. I am also all but certain that when you do get to her, you intend on killing her. And that, to be completely clear, is a non-starter. Iâm serious. You canât touch her mother.
Red: And I wonât. You have my word.
Cooper: Then what are you going to do to her?
Red: The Black Oak helipad. As one of my favorite people likes to say, get there, now.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
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[ An office at the Post Office ]
Liz: Why would he tell me about Wayne Otte? Why let me know that he could get to my mother?
Ressler: Either because he trusts that you wouldnât do anything to stop him or because he knows you canât.
Liz: But I can stop him, and I think he knows it. I can pick up the phone and warn her off, tell her not to send Otte.
Ressler: Forget about what he knows or he doesnât know. What you know is thisâ You call her, and she lives. You donât, she dies.
[ Cooper enters ]
Cooper: I need you two in Loudoun County with Park. She has the details on Frank Merwin.
Liz: You spoke to Reddington?
Cooper: I did and told him your mother was off-limits. He assured me that he understood.
Liz: He always says that.
Cooper: Do you believe him?
Liz: I donât know who to believe or what to do.
Ressler: You went to Reddington to find your footing, to get out of the middle. Then he collapses, and she saves him.
Cooper: Whatâs your point?
Ressler: Well, my point is that you got to decide between the two of them, and Iâm just wondering, does the fact that she rescued him tip the scales any?
Liz: [ Sighs ]
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[ Red talks to the Kazanjian brothers ]
Red: Okay, I have to confess, you completely fooled me. I mean, I thought she was dead as a beaver hat, with the gunshots and dragging her off and convincing Townsend. To be honest, it didnât even occur to me the whole thing was an act for me. And what did I do? I bit like a bass on a top-water lure. It was clever. I mean, really clever, guys. Bravo. If I donât end up killing the two of you, you should maybe consider the stage. Everyone loves a brother act. The Kazanjian Brothers â so vaudevillian.
Nshan: We set the meeting with Otte. What else do you want?
Red: I want him to show.
Nshan: I told you, we set the meeting.
Red: Youâre not the variable Iâm worried about.
Dembe: Raymond, itâs time.
[ Dembe motions and Chuck and Morgan escort the Kazanjians out ]
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Red: I can feel it. Sheâs not with me.
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[ Liz places a call ] [ Cellphone beeps, dialing ] [ Ringing ]
Ressler: Weâre heading out.
Liz: On my way.
[ Ressler leaves ]
[ Katarina picks up ]
Liz: Heâs on to you.
Katarina: Elizabeth.
Liz: Reddington knows. About you, the Kazanjians.
Katarina: Okay, back up.
[ Agent Park walks up ]
Agent Park: [ To Liz ] Letâs go.
Liz: [ To Park ] Uh, itâs Agnes. She fell at school.
Park: Is everything okay?
Liz: Yeah, sheâs fine. Itâs just I think sheâs scared.
Park: You go. Take care of it. Ressler and I can cover.
Liz: Okay.
[ Liz resumes talking to Katarina ]
Liz: He gave us a case, which led him to the Kazanjians, and, I donât know, he must have threatened them or something, but they admitted that they were delivering a payment that was meant for you to someone named Wayne Otte.
Katarina: Reddington knows about Otte?
Liz: A fact he normally would keep to himself, but he didnât. Heâs testing me â us. He wants to know if Iâm helping you.
Katarina: And if Otte doesnât show, he knows you are.
Liz: Which I donât care about. All I care about is that if Otte does show, Reddington will use him to get to you. I got to go, but you got to call it off. Otte cannot meet with Reddington.
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[ Katarina makes a call ] [ Cellphone beeps, dialing ] [ Cellphone rings, beeps ]
Wayne Otte: Hello?
Katarina: Where are you?
Otte: On my way to the Kazanjians. Why?
Katarina: We may have a situation.
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[ Frank Merwin is in the back seat of a car being driven along a wooded highway in Loudoun County. Merwin reviews the items provided to him by Stanley Birch ]
[ Birch makes a call to Merwin. The call serves as a voice-over as Merwin reviews the items Birch provided to him ]
Birch: [ Voice-over ] Hello, Mr. Merwin. This is Birch. We need to move swiftly, as time is working against us. I have a car on its way to you now. Inside, you will find all your necessary documents and cash for your travels. The car will take you to my custodian, who will see that you make it to your transport. Our pilot will escort you to Dulles. From there, a jet will take you to Caracas and on to Madrid.â
[ Text inset: ACT #5: THE GET-AWAY ]
Birch: [ Continuing ] âBox 724 at Banco Chamberi has keys to the apartment on Calle de Velazquez. Again, we must move quickly, as the dibbles are closing in fast.â
[ The car stops on the side of the road. Merwin gets out ]
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[ Ressler and Park give instructions to the TAC Team that is assembled near The Black Oak helipad in Loudoun County ]
Ressler: To the best of our knowledge, the property doubles as a safe house. Anticipate cameras and armed security.
[ Park points out positions on a map ]
Park: Alpha Team, we approach from the south here and here. Bravo enters from the north here, here, and here.
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[ Merwin walks with his briefcase through the woods toward the helipad ]
Birch: [ Continuing voice-over ] âThere you will find all necessary financials, along with the dossier on your education, work, travel histories, and family life. Safe travels, and best of luck, Mr. Merwin.
[ Stanley Birch ends his call. Dembe gets out of a car that has pulled up to Birchâs chess shop ]
Dembe: Our driver will take you to the tarmac. Edward will have you airborne in a matter of minutes.
Birch: Thank you, Dembe.
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TAC Agent: [ On comms ] Bravo Team, weâve got a visual on the chopper.
Ressler: Itâs got to be his exfil. We move now. Go, go, go!
TAC Agent: [ On comms ] Clear. We have location confirmed.
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[ The helicopter lands. Frank Merwin walks toward it ]
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[ The TAC team makes its move ]
â Move, move!
Ressler: Stop! FBI!
â Hold it!
Ressler: Turn around, put your hands in the air! Hands!
[ Merwin turns around but walks backwards toward the copter, until he is directly underneath its whirling blades ]
Park: Stop! Stop moving. Hey, let me see hands!
[ Agents in TAC gear with rifles move closer ]
Ressler: Get on the ground! I said, get down! Whatâs in the briefcase? Put the briefcase down.
[ Merwin raises one arm. With his left hand, he unlatches the briefcase. The thousands of bills and notes inside are sucked up by the helicopter blades and go flying everywhere ]
[ Frank Merwin kneels down on the ground ] [ Indistinct shouting ]
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[ Text inset: DOCTORâS ORDERS⊠] [ Dr Clemons talks to Red ]
Dr Clemons: Iâm not gonna minimize how serious this latest incident was or that itâs your second one this month. But adjusting the meds should take care of the tremors. Other than that, my prescription is rest. And honesty.
Red: Are you my doctor or my conscience?
Dr Clemons: Liz asked about your condition. I think itâs unhealthy to keep it secret from the people who care about you.
Red: In my position, itâs not easy to know who cares and who wants to cut your throat.
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[ Redâs cellphone rings, beeps ]
Red: Tell me.
Dembe: Raymond, he showed. Otte â Heâs here. She didnât warn him off.
[ Some distance away, a door opens. Wayne Otte gets out. He walks up to the Kazanjians ]
Pasha Kazanjian: You have the account number?
[ Otte gives Pasha a slip of paper ]
Otte: She wants 75 grand to go to the first account. The balance goes to the second.
[ Device beeping. The money is transferred ]
Dembe: You underestimated Elizabeth. Sheâs on your side after all.
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[ An interrogation room at the Post Office ]
Ressler: Thereâs no point in staying silent.
Liz: Our agents are reviewing the documents we recovered as we speak.
Ressler: We will make a case against you.
Frank Merwin: In that case Iâm not sure what you are so worried about.
Ressler: We are not worried. We just want to let you know that we are working to put you behind bars for as long as is possible.
Liz: If you cooperate, that couild change.
Frank: Do either of you think that Iâm really worried about your case?
Ressler: You are going to prison Frank.
Frank: For a while. Iâll get a few years. Good behavior, early parole, but soon enough Iâll be out, you know why? Because Iâm very, very good in what I do.
Ressler: Hmm. And yet youâre here with us.
Frank: The only way youâll be able to link me to any criminal wrongdoings is through any shred of financial data you may recover. But what you donât seem to understand is that I move money for incredibly powerful people. Yes, some are cartels and hit men and white-collar criminals.
Liz: Who want you dead because you stole from them.
Frank: But I also represent corrupt cops, dirty politicians, judges for sale. All these people want to protect me, not because they care about me, because they care about themselves.
Liz: I think weâre done here.
Frank: Yes, I agree. But remember, I know you feds arenât all as squeaky clean as you want the world to believe.
Liz: Whatâs that supposed to mean?
Frank: Probably nothing for either of you. Youâre by the book, aboveboard. Iâm sure thereâs no way my arrest can implicate either of you. So, yes.
Liz: Yes?
Frank: Yes. Weâre finished here.
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[ Red exits the warehouse with the secret hospital and gets into the car with Dembe ]
[ Siren wailing in distance ] [ Car door closes ]
Red: Otte gave you an account number?
Dembe: Two, actually. Of her share of the bounty, $75,000 was transferred to the first account. The rest went to her personally at the second number.
Red: So sheâs paying someone.
Dembe: Otte didnât know who.
Red: And the Kazanjian brothers?
Dembe: Chuck and Morgan took them for a drive.
[ Red calls Liz ] [ Dialing, ringing ]
Red: Elizabeth, I have a lead.
Liz: You do? Tell me what happened.
Red: Otte happened.
Liz: Otte? He showed?
Red: You sound surprised.
Liz: No, Iâm justâ Was he helpful?
Red: Tell me about Merwin.
Liz: He refuses to cooperate. Otte â Was he helpful?
Red: Yes. Very. Thanks to you.
Liz: I didnât do anything.
Red: No, but you could have. To be honest, I thought you would â call her, take her side. But you didnât. You took mine.
Liz: Well, Iâ How you feeling?
Red: [ Chuckles ] Happy as a seagull with a french fry.
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[ Knock on Katarinaâs door ] [ Katarina opens it ] [ Liz walks in, past her ]
Liz: I donât understand. I warned you.
Katarina: Yes.
Liz: I told you Reddington knew about Otte and to call off the meeting.
Katarina: You want to know why I didnât.
Liz: No, I want you to know what happened because you didnât. Otte gave Reddington a way to find you.
Katarina: Iâm sure he did.
Liz: Because you let him.
Katarina: Which I did because Iâm sure you were right. It was a test. To see if you were really in the middle. If Iâd warned Otte off, Raymond would know that you werenât. Sure, Otte gave him intel on how to find me, but I know that and can defend against it. But what Raymond doesnât know â is that youâre not in the middle. Are you?
[ Liz sits down next to Katarina ]
Liz: Iâm on your side.
Katarina: And he canât defend against that.
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
[ Liz reads a text from Dr Clemons: âVitals good. Grandfather awake soon.â ]
Katarina: Everything okay?
Liz: Yeah. Everythingâs good.
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[ Liz visits Dom ]
Liz: Hey. Doctors say youâre gonna wake up soon. When you do, I need you to know the person who did this to you, my mother, Iâm on her side now. Iâm committed to helping her find the truth sheâs looking for. Anyone who is in her way is in my way. That includes you. And that includes Reddington.
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[ Liz leaves Dom, then ascends flights of utility staircases in the old warehouse ]
Liz: [ Voice-over ] Itâs strange. I was afraid earlier of that darkness I was telling you about. Iâve always feared it. Ever since Reddington entered my life, Iâve worried that his darkness might somehow overtake me, that it might just swallow me whole.
[ Liz emerges through a door onto the roof of the building ]
Liz: But now that Iâm here, Iâm not afraid. In fact, I embrace this part of me and wherever it takes us on our way to the truth. You and me and Reddington, Iâm at peace with that. I embrace that. I consider it my destiny.
[ Liz goes to a ledge overlooking the darkened city. She puts one leg up on the ledge ]
[ The Rolling Stonesâ âȘ âPainted Blackâ plays ]
[ Liz makes a call ] [ Cellphone beeps, dialing ] [ Line rings ]
Liz: Mother, itâs me. Iâm ready.
[ Liz stands majestically looking over the city, her hair and coat blown by the wind ]
âȘ I see a red door, and I want it painted black âȘ
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â« Ballroom Blitz
By SweetAre you ready, Steve? Uh-ha!
Andy? Yeah!
Mick? Okay.
All right, fellows, letâs go!âȘ Oh, itâs been getting so hard
Livinâ with the things you do to me, ah-ha
My dreams are getting so strange
Iâd like to tell you everything I see, mmâȘ Oh, I see a man at the back as a matter of fact
His eyes are red as the sun
And a girl in the corner, let no one ignore her
âCause she thinks sheâs the passionate oneâȘ Oh yeah, it was like lightning
Everybody was frightening
And the music was soothing
And they all started grooving
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahâȘ And the man at the back said: âEveryone attackâ
And it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said: âBoy, I wanna warn yaâ
Itâll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitzâȘ Oh, Iâm reaching out for something
Touching nothingâs all I ever do
Oh, I softly call you over
When you appear, thereâs nothing left of you, ah-haâȘ Now the man at the back is ready to crack
As he raises his hands to the sky
And the girl in the corner is everyoneâs mourner
She could kill you with a wink of her eyeâȘ Oh yeah, it was electric
So frantically hectic
And the band started leaving
âCause they all stopped breathing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahâȘ And the man at the back said: âEveryone attackâ
And it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said: âBoy, I wanna warn yaâ
Itâll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitzâȘ Oh yeah, it was like lightning
Everybody was frightening
And the music was soothing
âCause they all started grooving
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahâȘ And the man at the back said: âEveryone attackâ
And it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said: âBoy, I wanna warn yaâ
Itâll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitzâȘ Itâs, itâs a ballroom blitz
Itâs, itâs a ballroom blitz
Itâs, itâs a ballroom blitz
Yeah, itâs a ballroom blitzLyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2Z8YCBe
YouTube: https://youtu.be/r8pYpii2Atg
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â« Painted Black
By The Rolling StonesâȘ I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goesâȘ I see a line of cars and theyâre all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby, it just happens everydayâȘ I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and must have it painted black
Maybe then Iâll fade away and not have to face the facts
Itâs not easy facing up when your whole world is blackâȘ No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comesâȘ I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goesâȘ Hmm, hmm, hmmâŠ
âȘ I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted blackYeah!
âȘ Hmm, hmm, hmmâŠ
Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2LA5bEZ
YouTube: https://youtu.be/O4irXQhgMqg
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