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Raymond ‘Red’ Reddington – James Spader
Elizabeth Keen – Megan Boone
Donald Ressler – Diego Klattenhoff
Harold Cooper – Harry Lennix
Aram Mojtabai – Amir Arison
Alina Park – Laura Sohn
Dembe Zuma – Hisham Tawfiq

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🔴 Episode 8:1 – Roanoke  
🔴 Episode 8:2 – Katarina Rostova Pt 2
🔴 Episode 8:3 – 16 Ounces
🔴 Episode 8:4 – Elizabeth Keen
🔴 Episode 8:5 – The Fribourg Confidence
🔴 Episode 8:6 – The Wellstone Agency
🔴 Episode 8:7 – Chemical Mary
🔴 Episode 8:8 – Ogden Greeley
🔴 Episode 8:9 – The Cyranoid
🔴 Episode 8:10 – Dr Laken Perillos
🔴 Episode 8:11 – Captain Kidd
🔴 Episode 8:12 – Rakitin
🔴 Episode 8:13 – Anne
🔴 Episode 8:14 – Misère
🔴 Episode 8:15 – The Russian Knot
🔴 Episode 8:16 – Nicholas Obenrader
🔴 Episode 8:17 – Ivan Stepanov
🔴 Episode 8:18 – The Protean
🔴 Episode 8:19 – Balthazar “Bino” Baker
🔴 Episode 8:20 – Godwin Page
🔴 Episode 8:21 – Nachalo (“The Beginning”)
🔴 Episode 8:22 – Konets (“The End”)
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🔴 Script 8:1 Roanoke (№ 139)

Program air date: 11/13/2020 in the US
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Director: Andrew McCarthy
Written by: Daniel Cerone


Brief (Where we’re at): From Season 7 List of Unanswered Questions:

1. Lizzie’s Choice – At the end of Season 7, after trying to stay in the middle, Liz chooses to side with Katarina, in the search for the truth about Red’s identity. She embraces her “dark side.” She feels liberated, embracing her “destiny.” Yet Red has suggested Liz may be projecting her need for a mother onto Katarina. Is Katarina someone not to be trusted, or even an imposter, as Red seemed to suggest?
2. Red’s Illness – Red has a mysterious illness, causing his hand to tremble, forcing him to double over in pain and twice to lose consciousness. He was treated by a brilliant researcher, a pharmacist named Spalding Stark, but the treatment Stark devised was unsuccessful. Red is planning to transfer his assets to Liz. She says she’s not interested, but she is interested in finding out what is wrong with him, which he refuses to share. What’s his diagnosis? His prognosis? Why keep it a secret?
3. Dembe’s Loyalty – Red demands absolute loyalty, except from Liz, who is “off-limits.” Yet, when forced to choose between his imam’s life and Red’s secrets, Dembe chose his imam’s life. Red interrupted the scene before Dembe could divulge anything, but when Red talked to the imam about it, Red says, “Dembe and I have done this dance before. I made clear there wouldn’t be an encore.” Is Dembe in danger?
4. Red’s True Identity – In counseling’s Dembe over being confronted with his choice between the imam’s life and Red’s secrets, the imam observed: “Some people’s lives are built on secrets and when they are revealed, the life they are built on ends as well.” Did Imam mean this figuratively or literally? Will this turn out to be prophetic?
5. Dom’s Fate – The actor who played Dominic Wilkinson (Liz’s grandather and Katarina’s father), Brian Dennehy, has sadly died, so it is inevitable that the character he played will die as well. Dom has been in an induced coma for months after being shot in the chest in a gunfight with Katarina’s operatives. At the end of Season 7, the doctor is ready to bring him out of his coma and Liz can’t wait to confront him over to made-up story that Red Ilya Koslov, an entirely different person, who has known Red since childhood. Having been interrogated and spied on relentlessly by Katarina to get information on Red, Ilya has gone into hiding, but questions about the relationship between them and of both of them to Dom, remain to be answered. Who will get to Dom first ~ Liz, Red, or Katarina?
6. Red and Katarina Love/Hate Relationship – At the end of Season 6, Red tracked Katarina down on a Paris street. They shared a passionate kiss, then another. Granted, Katarina then injected Red with Ketamine and abducted him, but clearly they have a past. Then, at the end of Season 7, after Red collapsed, Katarina helped Liz rush Red to his secret hospital. When Liz asked her why she helped, Katarina answered, “Because he’s important to you and because he was once important to me. I don’t want him to die.” As Ressler puts the question to Liz, “… [Y]ou got to decide between the two of them, and I’m just wondering, does the fact that she rescued him tip the scales any?”
7. The Sikorsky Archive – The new McGuffin sounds a lot like the old one, the Fulcrum: described as a “blackmail file” containing information about “very powerful people.” Are the two (the Fulcrum and the Archive) related? Katarina now believes the Townsend Directive puts a price on her head because people believe she has the archive. She tells Liz she doesn’t have it and that Red can call off the hunt because he knows she doesn’t have it but that he “won’t life a finger to save [my life].” Does Red have it or does he know who does? And what, by the way, happened to the Cabal?
8. Ressler and Liz’s Vulnerabilities and Relationship – We’ve known both Ressler and Liz have on occasion crossed the line into criminality (though the murder of his father’s police officer partner as a teenager added a new layer to Ressler’s story). In the Season 7 Finale, though, a vague threat to look into their pasts came from a detained “forensic accountant,” Frank Merwin, who seems to have connections up-and-down the food chain. Will he return and delve into Liz and Ressler’s pasts? Covering for each other and sharing secrets have brought the Liz and Ressler closer together over time. With Tom gone, Liz is “free,” and with her relationship with Red appearing to be heading into an antagonistic phase, will she and Ressler become involved?
9. Red’s Family – Both Liz (by Katarina Rostova) and Jennifer (by Carla Reddington aka Naomi Hyland) are supposedly the daughters of the “real” Raymond Reddington, yet Red once told Liz he once had a family (“It may be hard for you to imagine, but I once had a relatively normal life – bills to pay, playdates, family, some friends, people to care about. Lost all that.”). To expunge memories of his past life, Red bought a house which he visited. There was a child’s growth chart on a wall and looking outside, Red imagined a girl of three or four playing with super-bubbles. Leaving the house, Red said, “I spend every day trying to forget what happened here. This should help.” [The💥house explodes💥] Did Red have a daughter who was neither Liz nor Jennifer? And why is Red so devoted to Liz while he has no apparent feelings toward Jennifer?
10. The Night of the Fire – Scenes from the night that Liz remembers in which she shot her father as he was fighting with her mother, figured heavily in the first few seasons. Liz’s father (the real) Raymond Reddington had taken Liz from Moscow to the States (“He thinks she’s his”). Men entered the house and there was an argument between a man and a woman, then a gunshot. The house caught fire and Liz remembers seeing her father “dying on the floor of a burning house.” Red told Liz he was there that night, but why would he have been there? Three times Liz has had her memories of that night interfered with, twice by Red and once by Luther Braxton.

In the tale Dom told to Liz, Ilya Koslov and Katarina buried Raymond Reddington’s body, but this could be fictitious. The bones of Raymond Reddington were later exhumed by Mr Kaplan at Tansi Farms (“Sorry, Katarina”) and delivered to Tom, triggered by her suicide. The suitcase was intended for Liz, but Tom intervened and he, too, died for the secret of the bones. Red subsequently got his hands on on the bones and incinerated them, but not before Liz and Jennifer ID’d them as having belonged to their father, proving Red to be an imposter. But questions remain: Why was Red there the night of the fire? What was his relationship with Katarina? Who led Liz out of the closet? And why, at the end of Season One were we shown a glimpse of Red with a badly burned back?


⭕ Script 8:1 Roanoke (№ 139)

[ Red rides in his Mercedes with Dembe driving ] [ Siren wailing in distance ]
[ Cellphone ringing ] [ Cellphone beeps ]
Red: Hello? What? I’ll be right there.

[ Two US Marshall’s are guarding a hotel room ] [ Elevator bell dings ] [ An EMT step out]
US Marshall: Excuse me, sir. Your business?
EMT: Hotel Medical Services. We received a call from a guest with nausea and vomiting.
US Marshall: I’ve got a federal defendant under house arrest. We have orders to monitor all activities on the floor.
DMT: Oh, this guest is a UN investigator who thinks he may have been exposed to nuclear materials.
[ The EMT dons a medical mask and knocks on hotel room door ] [ Door opens ]
EMT: Hello?
[ The EMT rushes to a man moaning on the bed and feels his forehead ]
EMT: Oh, my God. He’s on fire. This guy’s prodromal.
US Marshall: So you’re saying he was exposed?
EMT: He needs a hospital!
[ Elevator bell dings ] [ Men with a gurney stacked with orange duffle bags exit the elevator ]
EMT: Agonal respirations. Thready pulse. You’re gonna need to ventilate. You coming?
[ The US Marshall stands outside the hotel room door, hesitating ]
US Marshall: It’s contagious, right?
EMT: Yeah. Like the giggles. If the giggles could kill you.
[ The Marshall steps back as the EMT closes the door ]
EMT: (Into a radio) We’re in.
[ The man leaps out of the bed and they begin unzipping the duffle bags as a wide work platform is lowered to stop outside the hotel window ]

[ In another room, a man wearing an ankle monitor watches a porn movie ] [ Woman moaning and panting ]
[ The “EMT” walks along the work platform to the room of the man watching porn and throws open the the sheer drapes ]
Man with ankle bracelet: [ Russian accent ] What the– Who the hell are you?
EMT: I’m here to get you out.
Russian Man: with ankle bracelet: Who sent you? Coates? Bryson?
EMT: We need to go now.I hope you’re not afraid of heights.
[ Woman moaning on tv continues ]
[ The Russian follows the “EMT” out onto platform and into the adjacent room ]

[ In the adjacent room, the crew pull a rectangular case out of one of the orange duffle bags and open it ]
EMT: (To the Russian) Step in. EMI-shielding. So the feds won’t know we removed your ankle monitor.
[ The top of the box closes on the Russian Man’s foot. Wires are snipped ]
Russian Man: So how do we get past the cops?

[ The crew exits the hotel room and rolls out the gurney past the US Marshall and onto the elevator. The man on the gurney is completely covered with a blanket ]
[ Elevator bell dings ]
EMT: ( To the Marshalls) No one goes in or out of this room until it’s decontaminated. Got it?
[ The “EMT” chuckles as the elevator doors close. Realizing what happened, the US Marshalls rush to the elevator and pound on the door ]
US Marshall: Hey! Hey!
[ They head down the emergency staircase ]

[ The fake medical crew exits the hotel. The Russian jumps off the gurney ]
— Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go!
[ They pile into a waiting ambulance ]
Marshall: Stop right there!
[ 💥💥 Shots exchanged 💥💥 ]
[ ⚡️Tires squeal ⚡️] [ The ambulance escapes ]

[ At Red’s mobile field-hospital-in-a-warehouse (“warehospital” per EW) where Dom is being treated ]
Red: When did it happen?
Dr Ed Clemons: A little over two hours ago.
Red: Two hours?
Dr Clemons: I didn’t want to call you until I knew the news was good. It’s good.
Red: How good?
Dr Clemons: I think it’s safe to say he’s back to his same old chipper self.

[ Dom’s room ]
Red: Hello, Dom.
Dom: You’ve been outflanked.
Red: Katarina’s been surprisingly formidable.
Dom: Ah, like France guarding the Maginot Line during the Blitzkrieg.
Red: She still hasn’t found what she’s after.
Dom: She captured and nearly killed you. She put me in a coma. Anything else? Or on the seventh day did she rest?
Red: You should rest.
Dom: So there is more.
Red: The seizures are gone, but the doctor says keeping it that way requires you to be calm and rested.
Dom: It’s Masha now, isn’t it?
Red: She knows I’m not Ilya.
Dom: So– she knows I lied to her.
Dembe: Elizabeth is here.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Red: We want the same thing. With her help, we’ll get it.
Dom: I want Masha’s trust. I had it. Thanks to you, I don’t have it anymore.

[ Red steps outside ] [ Door shuts. Liz enters ]
Liz: How’s the patient?
Red: Tired. He just– needs more rest. We have a case to discuss.
Liz: Roanoke?
Red: He makes people disappear. Like Maddy Tolliver.
Liz: Is that what her banker told you? She contracted him?
Red: At her instruction, the banker wired money into a Philadelphia account controlled by Roanoke.
Liz: Your tremors are gone.
Red: They are.
Liz: But not the underlying condition.
Red: I need you to focus on Roanoke, not on me. Can you do that?

[ The Post Office. Liz briefs the task force ]
Liz: General Kony gave combat-ready troops the slip in Uganda. Achemez Gochiyayev killed 293 people in the apartment bombings that triggered the Second Chechen War and then was never seen again. Both vanished, escaped capture with the assistance of a man who calls himself Roanoke.
Aram: Roanoke. Like the lost colony that mysteriously vanished.
Ressler: Cute. We have a name?
Liz: We don’t know his name or location or even if he’s still alive. Reddington says Roanoke was thought to be dead or captured, but a recent extraction in Pennsylvania proves otherwise.
[ A photo comes up on the overhead display ]
Liz: We believe this is Roanoke.
Ressler: I know this guy. He was arrested after 9/11 for getting Al-Qaeda loyalists out of the country. If he’s in our system, we must have an ID.
Liz: We have his prints, his DNA. We know he has a distinctive scar on his right cheek. What we don’t have is a name. The authorities at Qincheng Prison got a series of aliases but nothing authentic before he escaped.
Aram: He escaped Qincheng?
Cooper: Tell us about the extraction in Pennsylvania.
Liz: Lev Pasternak. Russian oligarch. Disappeared from a Philadelphia hotel room where he was on house arrest pending trial for murder.
Cooper: Then let’s get a team up there to start looking for him.
Liz: You should know that the reason Reddington gave us this case is because the next person Roanoke is supposed to disappear is Maddy Tolliver.
Aram: What? Uh– I thought she was dead.
Liz: Yeah, no. She’s not.
Agent Park: Why didn’t you tell us?
Liz: Because she’s also not Maddy Tolliver. She’s my mother.
Aram: Whoa, whoa, whoa. [ Chuckles ] Uh, hang on a second. The woman from across the hall is your– That means you got to spend time with your Mom after all these years. Yeah, she was pretending to be someone else and trying to kill a lot of people you care about, but, still, that– I mean, that must have been, you know– uh, meaningful?
Park: Does Reddington understand he’s asking you to try and capture your mother– And if you do, she might get the death penalty?
Liz: Yeah. I think he does. And so do I.
Cooper: Really? Because Park’s right. Your mother’s life may hang in the balance. And if we do this, your allegiance has to be to us, not her. Can you promise me that?
Liz: Yes. I can.
Cooper: Okay, then. Roll out.

[ Liz and Ressler walk out together ]
Ressler: How could you tell him that?
Liz: Because it’s the truth.
Ressler: You’re not gonna tell your own mother that we’re hunting her down?
Liz: I don’t have to. She knows.
Ressler: Wait, how? Who told her?
Liz: She had the chance to keep Reddington from meeting her banker, and she didn’t take it.
Ressler: Why would she do that?
Liz: I have absolutely no idea. Because it makes her easier to be found.

[ Roanoke’s crew, including the fake EMT and the Russian prisoner we now know to be a Russian oligarch named Lev Pasternak arrive at a warehouse ] [ Door opens ]
Lev Pasternak: Who’s the mastermind behind getting me out?
Fake EMT: Roanoke.
Pasternak: Whoever that is, I’m gonna make him filthy rich.
Fake EMT: The only reward he wants is for you to stand right there.
Pasternak: Okay. Sure. What happens right here?
[ Pasternak sees he is standing on a sheet of plastic taped to the floor ]
Pasternak: Oh, no. No.
[ 💥 The fake EMT shoots Pasternak ]

[ One of the US Marshalls who were guarding Pasternak is being questioned by Ressler ]
US Marshall: I noticed it too late. Two EMTs went in. Three came out. By the time I got down there, Pasternak was in the ambulance.
Ressler: Can you ID the guys who took him?
US Marshall: ID ’em? I thought I shot ’em.
Ressler: You didn’t shoot anyone. Maybe you missed.
US Marshall: Maybe. But I did two tours in Afghanistan as a sniper. I don’t miss.
[ Ressler steps out. Liz shows him a video from the hotel surveillance feeds of the escaping ambulance ]
Liz: Aram just sent this over from the hotel security feeds.
Ressler: Ballistic glass.
Liz: Yeah. And armor-plated. Look how low it rides.
Ressler: An armor-plated ambulance.
US Marshall: [ Calling over ] I told you I don’t miss.
Ressler: Whoever did the retrofit probably did it for Roanoke. Could be he knows how to find him.
Liz: I’ll text the man in the hat. If anyone knows who makes armor-plated ambulances, it’s him.

[ Red is in a shop with Dembe using a blender ] [ Blender whirring ] [ A man named Cong Yang enters ]
Cong Yang: [ Nervously ] What is the meaning of this? W-Who do you think you are?
Red: Fun fact– Li Qing Yuen ate wolfberries every day of his life and was said to have lived to the ripe old age of 256. From 1677 to 1933. Imagine! [ Laughs ] He could have had dinner with both Newton and Einstein. Separately, of course.
[ Red pours a glass of the concoction and hands it to Cong Wang ]
Red: (To Dembe) Elizabeth texted something about a custom armor-plate job. Give her Eduardo’s number and tell her she may need to incentivize dear Eddy to get him to talk.
[ Red raises his glass to Cong Yang ]
Red: To immortality.
[ He drinks; Cong Yang doesn’t ]
Red Ahh. ⋘⋙ My associate spoke to the doorman on his way into your building. And the doorman said a downstairs apartment recently sold for four-six.
Cong Yang: And there’s another one on the market. But I doubt the board will approve your application.
Red: [ Laughs ] I’m surprised they approved yours. Or did you fail to mention your role in helping Roanoke escape captivity? I suppose a lot of Park Avenue apartments are owned by your countrymen, but I doubt any of them used to be superintendent of a Chinese prison.
Cong Yang: What do you want?
Red: Ahh. What do I want? [ Chuckles ] Years ago, I was in a taxi on my way to a rendezvous in Kowloon City. This must have been around ’98, ’99. They’d just closed Kai Tak Airport, and everything was going in and out of the big, brand-new Hong Kong International. The place was gigundous. Largest passenger terminal in the world at the time. I’d come in on a cargo flight, and it was absolute madness over there. My ground transport had gotten screwed up, so I grabbed a taxi. I was running about an hour late and was a little out of sorts, so I’m sure I put the driver on edge, although he seemed pretty unflappable, and he had a hell of a heavy foot.
     Anyway, we’re doing our best. Traffic is terrible. The guy’s bobbing and weaving, and I’m trying to relax with one eye on the clock. Meanwhile, Jerzy’s been sitting at the Lucky Duck for 45 minutes, so given his usual 15 minutes a drink, Jerzy’s just finished his third gin and tonic with a fourth on the way. Now, I think the world and all of Jerzy, but at his best, he’s a bit stroppy, and after four or five G&T’s, he’s starting to look around for someone to mess with.
     So I’m feeling a little– vulnerable. I’m looking out the window. We’re stopped at a light. And all of a sudden– right there in the middle of the intersection is this scrawny little cat– A kitten really– Crying, meowing, scared to death, and traffic everywhere. I mean everywhere. Four lanes. And I just– And then the cat looked at me. Stopped crying. Closed its mouth. Blinked. And just stared at me. Like– Like it knew me. It took a couple of steps forward. I started to open the door. And phooph– the taxi took off. And there we went. And there went the cat.
     Jerzy was fine. [ Chuckles ] Drunk. Angry. But he was fine. Ahh. What do I want? ⋘⋙ I want that cat. And Roanoke.
Cong Yang: I wish I could help, but he didn’t say where he was going.
Red: A name then.
Cong Yang: I don’t know his name.
Red: The name you provided him with. The passport. The driver’s license. I want that name. ⋘⋙ And the cat.

[ Heddie Hawkins talks to Red as she walks down a sidewalk ]
Heddie: Santiago Vega.
Red: A name he may or may not be using.
Heddie: And you don’t know where he is.
Red: Not yet. But I will. Heddie, I need you to reach out to your contacts at the IRS, dig into his financials, see if you can help us track this guy down.
Heddie: Alright. I’ll talk to my people and circle back. Even if he’s using an alias, sooner or later, the IRS is gonna find him.
Red: Like Joe Louis to Billy Conn, “You can run, but you can’t hide.”
Heddie: The Brown Bomber. I look for him in my dreams every night.
Red: [ Chuckles ]
Heddie: Don’t worry, Raymond. I’m on it.

[ A vehicle repair shop ] [ Knock on door ]
Ressler: Eduardo Martinez?
Eduardo: Can I help you?
Ressler: Agents Ressler and Keen, FBI. We’re looking for a man who customized an ambulance.
Eduardo: I’d have to check my records.
Liz: That’s a pretty heavy door. Armor-plated?
Eduardo: Yes. A custom job for a Thai executive.
Liz: The ambulance we’re talking about was armor-plated.
Eduardo: Like I say, I have to check.
Ressler: You do that. And we will, too. Make sure all your, uh, work visas are in order.
Eduardo: Hey. I-I pay my taxes.
Ressler: And you employ a lot of people. Look. We don’t wanna mess with that. And we won’t– if you tell us who hired you to armor-plate that ambulance and where to find him.

Eduardo: (Voiceover) There’s a warehouse. 3rd and Windham.
[ Door shuts ] [ Liz any Ressler enter the darkened warehose, using flashlights ]
Liz: These are the plans for the hotel where they took Pasternak. Roanoke was definitely here. Which means we’re one step closer to finding him– and Reddington’s one step closer to finding my mother.
Ressler: Well, you said she wanted her banker to tell Reddington about Roanoke. Okay, but how did she know Reddington was meeting with her banker? Who tipped her off? It was you, wasn’t it?
Liz: Yeah. I warned her.
Ressler: But she ignored your warning. Why would she do that?
Liz: I don’t know.
Ressler: So you have picked a side. Hers.
Liz: Over his. Yeah.
Ressler: And over ours?
Liz: What do you mean?
Ressler: You told Cooper that we have your allegiance. Do we?
[ Liz finds a photo of the outside of a warehouse. She slips it inside her jacket ]
Ressler: Keen. Do we have your allegiance or not?

[ Knock on door ] [ Katarina lets Liz into her hotel room ] [ Liz storms in ]
Liz: [ To Katarina ] You lied to me. You told me Roanoke was your escape plan.
Katarina: He is.
Liz: Then why is he surveilling the warehouse where my grandfather’s being kept?
Katarina: The only way I can be safe is if Dom tells me everything I need to know, and that won’t happen unless I get him away from Reddington. Roanoke can do that.
Liz: Abduct my grandfather.
Katarina: Yes. So your mother can survive.
Liz: I think it’s time you tell me everything.

Liz: Let’s start with Dom and why you want to abduct him.
Katarina: All you can see is what I want to do to him. What I want you to see is what he did to me. In the West, you tell your young men to stand up for their country. In Russia, young women were told to lay down with the enemy. That’s how you showed loyalty. As the daughter of a domineering spy master, I never had a voice in my future. I was 15 the first time they ordered me to sleep with a young American soldier. Dom was the man who ordered me.
Liz: That’s awful. I’m so sorry.
Katarina: One reason I gave up my little girl, arranged for you to grow up in this country, was to spare you my fate.
Liz: And because you had to disappear.
Katarina: Which I never could have done, or would have done, if you weren’t safe. And you were safe, Masha. Until that man who calls himself Raymond Reddington pulled you into the middle of everything I was protecting you from. I don’t know who Reddington is, but I know he betrayed me. Reddington, along with my father and my best friend. The secrets you’re looking for? They tried to murder me to bury them.
Liz: What secret could be so powerful that a father would be willing to murder his own daughter?
Katarina: What do you know about N-13?
Liz: N-13? I don’t know what that is.
Katarina: Not a what. A who. N-13 is an operative. The “N” stands for “neopoznanny,” the Russian word for “unidentified.” 13 represents the 13 packets of intel he stole from Lubyanka Square in 1990.
Liz: You’re talking about a KGB mole?
Katarina: One whose identity remains unknown. A turncoat who was never proven to exist. 30 years of hunting, and still no one knows.
Liz: N-13 is still active?
Katarina: Depending on who you ask. The CIA, MSS, MI5, the Mossad– all believe he continues to cypher some of their most damaging intel.
Liz: From other governments? Why? To what end?
Katarina: To build a compromising file.
Liz: The Sikorsky Archive. You said it’s a blackmail file.
Katarina: One that started with 13 intel packets over 30 years ago and has been evolving ever since.
Liz: That’s why there was a bounty on your head.
Katarina: Yes. Because Dom set me up. He leaked to the KGB that I was N-13, that the dossier Ilya asked me to deliver that night was the elusive Archive.
Liz: They framed you.
Katarina: And tried to murder me before the truth could be known.
Liz: Why? Who were they protecting?
Katarina: [ Chuckles ]
Liz: What? You think Reddington is N-13?
Katarina: Or Dom. Or both. I believe Dom framed me so everyone would stop looking for N-13. Had I died that night, they would have.
Liz: But you didn’t. That’s why you’re still on the run.
Katarina: Wrongly accused. Hunted for a crime I didn’t commit.
Liz: So N-13– Reddington– is a mole.
Katarina: Who has manipulated you to gain access to top U.S. intelligence. Masha, Reddington didn’t choose you. He needed you. He traded on the questions you have about your past to gain immunity. He gives you criminals, and in exchange, he learns the names of every high-level official working in American justice, law enforcement, and intelligence.
Liz: So this whole time Reddington’s been using me, the Task Force has been this Trojan horse he’s been using to obtain classified intel.
Katarina: A father figure is trying to manipulate you the way my father manipulated me. Dom is lying about me. I am not N-13. I do not have the Archive. But unless I get him to tell me who does– To give me proof that I can show the world– I will be killed.
Liz: I get it now. Why you let your banker meet with Reddington. Why you wanted Reddington to have us chase after Roanoke. So we would find the warehouse, find the photo. Warn Reddington that you are going after Dom, while he’s convalescing in a well-guarded warehouse. But if they think it’s under attack–
Katarina: Reddington will move Dom, and while he’s being moved–
Liz: He’s a soft target. [ Chuckles ] That’s quite a plan. And it could work. It almost has worked in every way except one. ⋘⋙ The FBI didn’t find that photo. I did.
Katarina: Which means my fate is in your hands.
Liz: As well as my grandfather’s.
Katarina: And Reddington. Someone who killed the man who raised you, who’s responsible for the death of the man you loved, and who is so manipulative, he was willing to let you believe he was your father. ⋘⋙ You wanted the truth. I’ve given it to you. It’s up to you what you do with it.

[ Liz sits on the bench outside the towering FBI building, where Red sat at the very beginning of the series, right before he turned himself in to the FBI. She is holding the picture of herself as a little girl with her mother, the photo in which her mother’s face is obscured by the sunlight ]

[ Flashback: ]
Liz: And I’m supposed to believe you?
Red: [ Laughing ] Of course not. I’m a criminal. Criminals are notorious liars. Everything about me is a lie.

[ Flashback: ]
Liz: Why me?
Red: I wish the answer were as simple as the question seems.

[ Flashback: ]
Liz: (On phone) Are you my father?
Red: ⋘⋙ No.

[ Liz’s cellphone rings ] [ Cellphone beeps ]
Liz: Hey. Thanks for calling me back. I need to talk to you. ⋘⋙ No. In person.

[ At Red’s warehospital where Dom is ] [ Monitor beeping ]
Liz: We have a break in the case.
Red: Tell me.
Liz: I will. But I need you to tell me something first. When my mother abducted you in Paris, what did she want? From you. Dom. Dembe. She’s been on a rampage. I want to know why.
[ Instead of answering, Red looks through the window at Dom ]
Red: He’s a tough old bear. I know you’re angry with him, but for what it’s worth, you inherited the best of him.
Liz: That’s it. That’s your non-answer.
Red: I’ve given you my answer every time you’ve asked.
Liz: That you don’t lie, you just withhold.
Red: That I have things that are mine and no one else’s. So, what’s the break in the case?
Liz: [ Scoffs ] I found this at Roanoke’s last known location.
[ She shows the photo of the warehouse they are in ]
Liz: Dom is his next target. Her next target.
Red: Dom.
Liz: I can’t lose him. Not like this.
Red: She’s quite determined. You’ll have to be, as well.

[ The Post Office, Liz’s office ] [ She again is looking at the photo of herself as a child with her mother ]
[ Knock on door ] [ Ressler enters ]
Ressler: You okay?
[ Liz puts the photo in a drawer ] [ Drawer shuts ]
Liz: No. I’m not. I realized my mother can’t be trusted.
Ressler: Are you to be trusted?
Liz: Yes.
Ressler: Good. I’m glad. And a little curious. What did you find out about her?

[ The war room at the Post Office ]
Liz: My mother’s not using Roanoke to get away. She’s using him to get to my grandfather, Dominic.
Cooper: What proof do you have?
[ The photo of the warehouse comes up on the overhead ]
Liz: I found this where Roanoke planned his last job. It’s the building where my grandfather’s being treated.
Agent Park: Your grandfather. So, wait. Are you saying your mother’s target is her own father?
Aram: Yeah, it’s, uh– It’s a long story.
Park: That she hired Roanoke to abduct him?
Aram: A very long story.
Liz: She’s looking for something. Scorching and burning anything that stands between her and getting it.
Park: Including her father.
Cooper: Have you spoken to Reddington?
Liz: Yes. He agrees. Her next target is Dom, and she could attack at any minute. He wants to move Dom to a new safe house. I offered one of the plain-wrap medical vans from the FBI fleet.
Cooper: Done. We’ll coordinate with Reddington. Put a TAC team in the warehouse. Once we get Dom out, we’ll be ready for Roanoke to walk into our trap.

[ Red talks on the phone to Heddie Hawkins, who is trying to track down Santiago Vega, who they think is Roanoke ]
Red: Where are you on Santiago?
Heddie: In San Juan.
Red: Puerto Rico?
Heddie: Mm-hmm. Short story long, I was able to use the IRS to identify 14 Santiago Vegas.
Seven were deceased. Two were minors. And one has a current address in San Juan, and, according to an old photo in the local newspaper, he’s got the same exact scar on the right side of his face.
Red: I have a contact in Bayamón. We’ll organize a team.
Heddie: No need. I just spoke to his sister. I was gonna tell her that her brother has a tax refund.
Red: Heddie. The man’s hiding in Puerto Rico to hide. He’s certainly not going to come out of hiding to claim a refund on taxes he never paid.
Heddie: That’s what Tony said, which is why I went with his idea, and I told her I’m with the Mail Recovery Center, which is just a fancy way of saying–
Red: The Dead Letter Office.
Heddie: Right. I told her that I have a package that’s been searching for him for over four years, but that only he can take possession and that he had to sign himself. Told me Vega was shacked up in some resort on Parque Isla Verde. I’m following her there now.
Red: Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night. Bless you, Heddie. Call me when you know more.
[ Cellphone beeps ]

[ Eduardo Martinez’s auto shop ] [ Power wrench whirring ]
Martinez: Four flat-free tires. As ordered.
[ Liz gives Martinez a piece of paper ]
Liz: And the name of a guy who will be able to expedite a work visa, as requested. You scratch my back, I scratch yours. No one’s the wiser.
Martinez: It’s like you were never here.

[ Health workers at Red’s warehospital are preparing Dom to be transported to a new safe house. He’s grumpy about it ]
Dom: I got it, I got it. Leave me alone. I might’ve known. The minute you tell me I’m safe, the candy stripers go on attack. I should’ve crawled out of here the moment I woke up.
Red: I assure you the situation’s in hand. But sometimes plans require changing. Just like your bedsheets.
[ Dom is wheeled out past Red ]
Dr Clemons: [ To Red ] I don’t like this. He’s in a very fragile state. His life depends on–
Red: His life depends on staying alive. That means getting him out of here. So, please, just try and do your job as best you can without making mine more difficult. I’ve got him for that.

[ The task force prepares for the escort from a garage ]
Agent Frederic (TAC Leader): We’ve uplinked the CCTV feeds in the area and got the snipers on the roof.
Ressler: Alright. I want to be informed the minute you have Roanoke in custody.
Dembe: [ To Agent Park ] You and Ressler will take point on the escort. Raymond and I will be in the follow car.
Park: Copy that.
Liz: I’m sorry. I have to be the one behind the wheel of that transport van.
Red: Why? Is this some sort of FBI insurance thing?
Liz: More like “an FBI agent demanding to protect her grandfather” thing.
Red: Uh-huh. We’ll go check the vehicles.
[ Liz walks over to Dom’s gurney ]
Dom: You’re angry with me, and I don’t blame you. I misled you.
Liz: I’m used to it.
Dom: I know you have questions.
Liz: You know what, Dom? I really only ever had one question. Why? If he’s not my father, then why me? I asked you, and you told me his real identity was Ilya Koslov, which it is not. Another lie. Are you really telling me you’re ready to dive into the truth now?
Dom: I’m in– an impossible situation.
Liz: Yeah, that’s about what I thought.
[ Door opens ] [ Red enters ]
Red: Okay, guys and gals. Can we please load the patient into the van? We’re frittering away time here.
Ressler: We’re all set. TAC Team’s on standby.
Agent Frederic: Soon as you roll out, cameras go up and we lay in wait. When Roanoke strikes, we’ll be ready.
[ Agent Frederic recognizes who Red is ]
Red: Don’t look so disgruntled, Agent Fredrick. I don’t bite. Unless you ever utter my name. In which case, I’ll gut you like a fish and feed you to the lobsters.
Ressler: Good pep talk.
Liz: What’s our destination?
Red: I’ve secured a lodge on Deep Creek Lake. High on a bluff, easy to defend. Views for miles.
Liz: And the route?
[ Katarina and Bahar are listening in. Bahar, it turns out, was the lead “EMT” who extracted then killed the Russian oligarch Lev Pasternak ]

[ Heard over comms: ]
Red: We’ll take back roads to 135– then it’s a straight shot all the way to the lake.

Katarina: You get that?
Bahar: Yes.I can’t believe she’s actually going through with this. How did you get her to wear the wire?
Katarina: A daughter’s need for her mother’s approval is nature’s most powerful force. Move your team out.

[ Red and Dembe’s Mercedes is the last vehicle in the escort. Red appears thoughtful, unsettled ]
Dembe: What is it, Raymond?
Red: Just thinking.
Dembe: About?
Red: Roanoke’s extractions are all inside jobs. He succeeds by putting his people on the inside, or buying the loyalty of those already there.
Dembe: Do you believe he may have turned one of our men?
Red: No. They know the consequences of betrayal. Still. It’s– troubling.

[ Dom’s gurney is in the back of the white van Liz is driving ]
Dom: Can’t stay angry forever, you know.
Liz: I’m not so sure about that.
Dom: I only misled you because I wanted you to have some resolution.
Liz: It didn’t help.
Dom: Yeah. Well, I tried.
Liz: No. You lied. You made up an elaborate story.
Dom: It wasn’t all a story.
Liz: Enough of it was because not you, nor Ilya Koslov, nor Raymond Reddington want me to know what you know. Well, guess what, I know. I know enough. And I’m gonna prove it.

[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: Sitrep on the convoy?
Aram: Transport is moving unimpeded west through Catharpin on highway 234.
Cooper: What’s this? The truck approaching Reddington’s warehouse.
Aram: Running the plates now. Team Bravo, you have eyes?
Agent Frederic: That’s affirmative.
Cooper: Hold your position until we know what we’re dealing with.
Dom: What’s going on, Masha?
Liz: Just enjoy the ride, try and relax.
Dom: Stop telling me to relax. What’s going on? What’re you up to?
[ A dump truck is stopped ahead by the side of the road. A man is working under the hood ]
Aram: Okay, that dumpster is valid. It’s part of the DPW fleet. Ward five.
Cooper: Bravo Team, stand down. We’re clear on the vehicle.
Agent Frederic: (On comms) All quiet here.
Cooper: Yeah. Too quiet. I don’t like this. What are we missing?

[ San Juan, Puerto Rico ] [ Lana leads Heddie Hawkins into a room to meet her brother, Santiago Vega, who Red and the Task Force believe is the mastermind, Roanoke ]
[ Lana speaking Spanish ]
[ Man speaking Spanish on TV ]
[ Lana continues speaking Spanish ]
Lana: Santiago? It’s me. Lana. We brought you some mail. Thought it might be fun for you.
[ The man is clearly Santiago Vega, judging by the scar on his cheek, but he is severely disabled, his right hand shaking uncontrollably. He stares blankly and does not respond to Lana ]

[ Heddie calls Red from her car ]
Heddie: Boss, hey, we got a problem.
Red: What is it?
Heddie: Vega. I found him, but it’s not good. He’s sick, Raymond. Real sick. Dementia.
Parkinson’s. Whoever pulled that job– Whoever’s looking for Dom– It ain’t Vega. Somebody’s playing you.

[ Inside the white medical van ]
Dom: Soon as you got behind the wheel I thought you were up to something.
Liz: I gave you a chance, Dom. Just like I gave Reddington chances. I gave him seven years worth of chances.
Dom: I had good reasons for telling you what I told you.
Liz: Oh, so help me God, if another person in my life tells me they lied to me for my own protection.
Dom: You don’t understand the position I’m in.
Liz: You’re right. I don’t.
Don’t Whatever you’re doing, don’t–
[ On the road, the man clams shuts the engine hood of. the truck and walks toward the cab ]
[ Monitor beeping ] [ Beeping intensifies ]
Dr. Clemons: His heart rate’s climbing. Please, stop. We have to keep him calm.
[ Monitor beeping, cellphone vibrating ]

[ The van and escort approach the truck on the side of the road. The driver of the truck takes out a long metal box which he places parallel to the highway. He lowers a flap on the box ]

[ Liz answers her phone ]
Liz: Yeah.
Red: It’s a set-up. We need to get off this highway. There’s a turnoff on the right about a half a mile ahead.
Liz: I’ll be gone by then. But don’t worry. Dom will be safe. She promised me that much.
Red: Elizabeth. What have you done?
[ The dump truck pulls away, leaving the box on the road. Liz takes out a remote and presses a button (Beep) The box on the highway spews forth strips of tire spikes to stop the vehicles ]
[ ⚡️Tires screeching⚡️, air hissing💨] [ ⚡️ Tires screech⚡️, air hisses💨 ] [ All the vehicles come to a stop — except for the white van which Liz had had Eduardo Martinez equip with puncture-proof tires ]
Dr. Clemons: (To Dom) Everything will be okay. Just breathe.

[ Agent Park, Aram and Ressler walk together down a corridor at the Post Office ]
Park: So we’ve been conned.
Aram: Us and Mr. Reddington.
Park: But not Keen. She did the con. She and Katarina.
Ressler: Well, it all makes sense now.Why Katarina wanted Reddington to think that she was going after Roanoke. Why she wanted him put on the Blacklist.
Aram: Except there is no Roanoke. Just the shell of a man living in hospice.
Park: Katarina couldn’t hire him, so she imitated him. Had her people abduct Lev Pasternak, then leave breadcrumbs to make Reddington believe it was the work of Roanoke.
Ressler: She wanted us to believe that he was still active, that she had hired him to get Dom out of that warehouse.
Aram: Which was a tactic designed to scare us, which only made him more vulnerable. So, you know, kudos to us.

[ Cooper’s office ]
Red: We need to find them, Harold. I’m searching in my world. You need to search in yours. They must be found.
Cooper: Elizabeth doesn’t want to be found. By either of us.
Red: Forgive me, but at the moment I’m not interested in what she wants.
Cooper: At the moment, or ever? All Agent Keen wanted from you were answers– About her past, her parents. And you refused to give them.
Red: What I have given her is an education. On how people think. What they want. And what they’re willing to do to get it.
Cooper: We’ll find her. But not so she can continue her “education.” We’ll do it because we’re concerned about her – and because she broke the law. I’m angry with Agent Keen, but I’m livid with you. Seven years ago she was kind, enthusiastic, decent. Under your tutelage she’s become someone I fail to recognize.
Red: Oh, I think you do. You may not want to. You and I both may not like what it looks like. But we both recognize it for what it is– Her destiny.
Cooper: We will get her back. We, not you.
Red: What are you saying, Harold?
Cooper: This is an internal matter now. Your assistance is not required.
Red: It may not be welcome, but it is most definitely required.
Cooper: [ Stands out ] Forgive me for not seeing you out, but I need to address my team.
Red: Don’t be cheeky, Harold. You’ve never seen me out.
[ Red leaves ]

[ The team gathers in the war room. It’s late ]
Aram: A manhunt. For Agent Keen.
Ressler: With all due respect, sir, isn’t this a bit of an overreaction?
Cooper: To abduction.
Ressler: Of her grandfather. A lying, deceitful KGB goon.
Cooper: I must’ve missed the part in the criminal code that says we only care when nice people are taken. I get it. You don’t want to do it. I don’t wanna do it either. But Agent Keen has betrayed this agency as well as everyone in this room. She is responsible for the abduction of Dominic Wilkinson and is now in league with Katarina Rostova– Who may be her mother, but is also a wanted fugitive.
Park: They don’t need jail time. They need family therapy.
Aram: I mean, shouldn’t we wait for her to reach out to us first? Sorry. Of course we’ll do what you tell us, sir. But personally? This feels wrong.
Cooper: I suspect we all feel the same way. But we have a job to do, so– let’s go do it.
[ They disperse ] [ Ressler’s cellphone chimes ] [ It’s a text from Liz: “Need to meet” ]

[ A parking garage ]
[ Vehicle alert dinging ] [ Vehicle door shuts, dinging stops ] [ Liz steps out from behind a wall ]
Ressler: What do you want?
Liz: Time. To figure things out.
Ressler: A favor. That’s what you want. After lying to my face you expect a favor.
Liz: I didn’t know why she wanted us to go after Roanoke. You have no reason to believe me, but it’s true.
Ressler: And Dom.
Liz: She needs to talk to him.
Ressler: She’s gonna torture him. Bleed him like she bled Reddington. Are you okay with that?
Liz: I would not let that happen. I want answers.
Ressler: You sabotaged an FBI investigation.
Liz: And you shot the man responsible for your father’s death. I guess family just has a way of bringing out the worst in us.
Ressler: No. This is different and you know that. I was a teenager. I didn’t have anyone to go to. But you do. Liz, come in with me. We’ll talk to Cooper. I’ll back you, no matter what comes.
Liz: [ Voice breaking ] You saying that– That means the world to me. It does– but I know things now. Things I need Dom to confirm about the Sikorsky Archive and N-13.
Ressler: N-13?
Liz: I need time. Katarina needs time. Not to hurt Dom, to convince him to tell us what he knows. What Reddington knows and refuses to tell me. Yes, I need a favor, but I need it.
[ Stevie Nicks’ ♫ “Landslide” with Lindsey Buckingham plays ]
Liz: And I need you to keep believing in me.
[ There are tears in Liz’s eyes. She leans forward and kisses Ressler. He kisses back, briefly ]

♪ Took my love, and I took it down
♪ Climbed a mountain and I turned around ♪

Ressler: I won’t give up on you.

♪ And I saw my reflection ♪

Ressler: But I still need to do my job, Keen.

♪ In the snow-covered hills ♪

Liz: I know you do.
[ Liz takes the gun from inside Ressler’s pocket and steps back, pointing it at him ]

♪ Till the landslide brought me down ♪

Ressler: Dammit.

♪ Oh, mirror in the sky ♪

Liz: You didn’t trust me when we first met.

♪ What is love? ♪

Liz: [ Sighs ] We’ve come so far–

♪ Can the child within my heart ♪

Liz: –just to end up right where we started.
[ Liz back away pointing the gun at Ressler and disappears through the door to a stairwell ]

♪ Rise above? And can I sail through the changin’ ocean tides? ♪

[ At the Post Office, Aram calls in the specifics to initiate the manhunt ]
Aram: That’s right– Keen. K-E-E-N.

♪ Can I handle the seasons ♪

Aram: First name’s Elizabeth.

♪ Of my life?
Oh, oh, I don’t know Mm, mm, I don’t know
Well, I’ve been afraid of changing ♪

[ Knock on door ] [ Katarina lets Liz in ]

♪ ‘Cause I’ve built my life around you ♪

Katarina: I just spoke to Dr. Clemons.

♪ But time makes you bolder ♪

Katarina: They reached the new safe house.

♪ Children get older ♪

Katarina: Dom is stable and resting peacefully.

♪ I’m getting older, too Yes, I’m getting older, too ♪

[ Liz has slumped down onto a chair ]
Katarina: You did the right thing.

♪ Oh ♪

Liz: Yeah, it doesn’t feel that way. I just walked away from the only friends I have.
Katarina: You did what you did to protect them. And me. And yourself.
Liz: Dom. We’re not gonna hurt him.
Katarina: Neither of us want that.
Liz: So how are you gonna get him to talk?
Katarina: I’m not. You are.

♪ I’ve been afraid of changing
I’ve been afraid of changing
‘Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older ♪

[ Red sits in a darkened room ] [ Dembe enters ]
Dembe: Raymond?

♪ I’m getting older, too
Yes, I’m getting older, too ♪

Red: I lost her, Dembe.

♪ So take this love ♪

Dembe: We lost her.

♪ Take it down ♪

Red: I lost her.

♪ Oh, if you climb a mountain ♪

Dembe: We knew this day might come.

♪ And you turn around ♪

Dembe: We talked about it.

♪ If you see my reflection ♪

Dembe: This was always a possibility.

♪ In the snow-covered hills ♪

Red: Yeah. I knew it–

♪ Well, the landslide will bring it down ♪

Red: And I let it happen anyway.

♪ Well, the landslide
Will bring it down ♪

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Episode Songs


♫ Landslide
Fleetwood Mack (Stevie Nicks with Lindsey Buckingham)

♪ I took my love and I took it down
Climbed a mountain then I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide brought me down

♪ Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life

♪ Uh ah
Uh ah
Uh ah

♪ Well, I’ve been afraid of changin’
‘Cause I built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I’m getting older too

♪ Well

♪ Well, I’ve been afraid of changin’
‘Cause I built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I’m getting older too

♪ Well, I’m getting older too

♪ So, take this love and take it down
Yeah, and if you climb a mountain and ya turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide brought me down

♪ And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills

♪ Well maybe
Well maybe
Well maybe

♪ The landslide will bring you down.

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2UryYnU
YouTube: https://youtu.be/WM7-PYtXtJM

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🔴 Script 8:2 Katarina Rostova Pt 2 (№ 3)

Program air date: 11/20/2020 in the US
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Director: Stephanie Marquardt
Written by: Lukas Reiter



Brief (Where we’re at): Katarina and Liz have abducted Dom (Dominic Wilkinson, Katarina’s father and Liz’s grandfather) from Red, who was having Dom cared for. Dom had been in a coma for months after having been shot in the chest in a shootout between Red’s crew and Katarina’s, and had just regained consciousness. Katarina put into play a scheme to fool Red, Liz and the FBI into believing that a notorious extraction artist known as “Roanoke” was still active and was planning to raid Red’s “warehospital” where Dom was being taken care of. Liz caught on to the scheme and confronted her mother. Katarina told Liz she needed to question Dom to save her own life.

Katarina said her father had been a “domineering spymaster” for the KGB who had used her, starting at the age of 15, to extract secrets from American soldiers by having her sleep with them. Later, in 1990, when the Soviet Union was disintegrating, an unidentified operative dubbed N-13, had stolen 13 secret intel files and was suspected of adding to it ever since. Dom had told the KGB that Katarina was N-13 and had attempted to murder her to end the search. But she had survived and gone into hiding. Katarina insists to Liz she is not N-13, but she thinks Red may be, or Dom, or both. Liz agrees to help Katarina abduct Dom, by driving the van which will take him to the new safe house Red has located. She arranges to have “flat-free tires” to be put on the transport van, which she insists on driving herself. This allows her to drive the van through a tire-spike hazard which stops the FBI escort vehicles and Red’s Mercedes.

Cooper initiates a manhunt for Liz, though the task force has mixed feelings. Liz reaches out to Ressler and they meet alone in a parking garage. Liz tries to explain why she and Katarina need to talk to Dom. Ressler seems to have heard of “N-13” before. He wants Liz to turn herself in, that he will back her “no matter what comes.” She softens and kisses him. It’s a serious kiss but he cuts it off, “I have to do my job, Keen.” “I know you do,” she says, taking the gun from inside his jacket and backing away with the gun pointed at him to make her escape.

Red is devastated to have lost Liz to Katarina. Dembe reminds him this was a possibility they had talked about. “Yeah, I knew it,” says Red, “And I let it happen anyway.”


⭕ Script 8:2 Katarina Rostova Pt 2 (№ 3)

[ Liz has taken Dom to Katarina’s safe house ]
[ Liz sits in a chair next to Dom’s hospital bed ] [ Monitor beeping ]
[ Dom wakes up ]
Dom: [ Groggily ] Masha.
Liz: [ Sharply ] Don’t call me that.
Dom: Your mother.
Liz: You tried to murder my mother. And you lied to me about Reddington, convinced me he was Ilya Koslov.
Dom: That woman. You abducted me for her.
Liz: My mother’s been–
[ Katarina and Dr Ed Clemons, who was abducted along with Dom, are in an adjacent room monitoring the conversation and Dom’s vital signs ]
Katarina: How hard can I push him?
Dr Clemons: You won’t get away with this.
Katarina: I asked you–

[ Heard over monitor ]
Liz: And the people looking for her–

Katarina: –how hard?
Liz: –to hurt me or Agnes if it would help them get what they want. And I didn’t abduct you for her. I abducted you for answers – To make it stop. Help me understand. For the first time, stop protecting Reddington, and God knows who else, and make the decision to protect your own family. Three generations of women fighting to survive.

[ At Eduardo Martinez’s body shop, Red sits in a chair. Eduardo lifts tire iron over Red but looks nervous and lowers it ]
Eduardo: [ Pleading ] Mr. Reddington, please.
Red: Take a swing, Eduardo. Go ahead. This is what you wanted. Take your best shot. Because I assure you, if you don’t, I will.
[ Red points his pistol at Eduardo ]
Eduardo: Mr. Reddington, please, I would never betray you.
Red: Come on. Nice big swing.
Eduardo: I told you – I swear – I didn’t know your people were the target.
Red: If you’re not gonna hit me, you could at least say something hurtful. I mean, how am I supposed to deal with this? You’re so plaintive, I feel like I should apologize for your betrayal. You know what?–
Eduardo: I–
Red: –Just help me track the van. Give me a VIN number, license plate, whatever you’ve got.
Eduardo: You know what I’ve got – Nothing. My clients don’t want me to be able to track them. But for you, if I had any idea your people were in danger, I would’ve put a trace on the vehicle. But I didn’t. Because I didn’t know.
[ Dog barking ] [ Red decides Eduardo is telling the truth and stands up ]
Red: You’re a good man, Eduardo. And I’m glad you didn’t clock me with the tire iron. I was thinking, “Boy, that’s really gonna hurt.”
[ Door opens and closes; Dembe enters ]
Red: Anything?
Dembe: Not yet. They must have a safe house nearby. We don’t think they were on the road for long.
Red: That’s it? With all the sources we pay for information?
Dembe: Everyone’s looking. But wherever they are, they know better than to show themselves.
Red: Dembe, Dom’s too old. He’ll try not to break, but if they push him, he’ll die trying.
[ Red returns his attention to Eduardo ]
Red: I’m terribly sorry about the theatrics, Eduardo. I should have known better. I do hope I haven’t made you too uncomfortable.
[ Red stuffs some bills into Eduardo’s hand ]
Red: Take Kate to Argonne. Have dinner, a few laughs. I hear Chef Gilbert does a ris de veau that’ll make your toes curl.
[ Red turns to leave ]
Dembe: Raymond, where are we going?
Red: We need a lead. If we don’t have one, we need to talk to people who might.

[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: Tell me. Where are we?
Aram: So far, we’re working two possibilities. Uh, first is this man. [ Keys clacking ] A roadside surveillance camera picked him up just before the spike strip deployed.
Agent Park: We believe he placed the spike strip at Keen’s instruction.
Cooper: Can we enhance the resolution?
Aram: You’re already looking at it. The plate’s a fake.
Cooper: So how are we gonna find her?
Ressler: We can circulate this image to local merchants, Metro PD, see what shakes loose, but problem is, how do we do that without exposing Keen to a kidnapping charge?
Cooper: My question exactly. Please, tell me we had better luck with the van.
Agent Park: Not much. Surveillance feed shows it continued north for another six-tenths of a mile. At that point, it turned off the main road and took smaller surface streets.
Ressler: To avoid any cameras. Keen knows what she’s doing.
[ Elevator doors sliding ] [ Red and Dembe step out ]
Ressler: What do you want?
Cooper: Our help. He wouldn’t be here unless he needed something.
Red: Good to see you all, as well. Like it or not, I believe we’re all pulling on the same oar. Harold, perhaps we could go find a comfortable chair somewhere.

[ Dom’s room at the safe house ] [ Monitor beeping ]
[ Dom’s eyes look around the room for cameras ]
Liz: What are you looking at? You want to know if she’s here.
Dom: I know. Tell her to come out where I can see her.
Liz: She’s not hiding. I asked her to let us talk alone. I know you’re not gonna tell her the truth. I know a lot more than the last time we talked. I know about the Sikorsky Archive. That’s right. And N-13.
Dom: Careful, Masha. Say “N-13” around the wrong person at the wrong time, and you won’t live to regret it.
Liz: I told you not to call me that. And I’m not the one in danger here. N-13 has the Archive, doesn’t he? Assuming it is a “he.”
Dom: Now, you listen to me–
Liz: It’s Reddington, isn’t it? He framed my mother.
Dom: You have no idea what you’re talking about.
Liz: If he doesn’t have it, you know who does. You’re protecting someone. Who could be so important that you would sacrifice your daughter?
Dom: [ Angrily ] My daughter. Some daughter.
Liz: Don’t lie to me. I swear, it’ll be better if you just said nothing than–
Dom: That’s enough! [ Monitor beeping rapidly ] You think I want this? To live with this, to die for this? To keep these secrets?
Liz: Then stop keeping them.
Dom: I can’t. You don’t understand. Whatever secrets I know, they’re not mine to tell.
You don’t have to believe me, but if I die, I’ll know I did my best to protect you and Agnes.
Liz: If you want to protect us, stop keeping secrets that put us in danger and start telling us the truth!
[ Dr Clemons comes in ]
Dr Clemons: He needs to be sedated.
Liz: We’re not finished.
Dr Clemons: You are for now.
[ Beeping rapidly ]

[ Cooper’s office ]
Cooper: You want information. So you can get to Agent Keen before we do.
Red: If history is any indication, Harold, you may never get to Agent Keen without me.
Ressler: We’ll take our chances.
Red: Really? With an old man’s life at stake? A sick old man in need of medical care? If he dies–
Cooper: If he dies, it’ll be no less your fault than hers. Imagine risking everything – Her career, a life with her child, her freedom – All to get answers you already have.
Red: Oh, come on, Harold. We’ve been over this. She’s gone way too far. Felony abduction. Very possibly torture. Hell, she could kill the old son of a bitch.
Ressler: She wouldn’t.
Red: What do you imagine she’s doing, Donald? Saying, “Pretty please” “Mother, may I”?
Ressler: I’ll tell you what she’s not doing – Behaving like you would.
Red: Boy, she played you. She took advantage of your rather significant blind spot in matters of [ nods at Ressler’s crotch ] the heart.
Ressler: What does that mean?
Red: I mean that if this were the high-school prom, she’d be the pretty loner standing on the sidelines and you’d be the second-string quarterback guzzling down the punch, hoping to cop a feel off her during “Stairway to Heaven.”
Ressler: I’ve had enough of you!
[ Ressler lunges at Red. Dembe steps in to push him back, slipping his fingers under Ressler’s lapel and tapping ]
Cooper: Okay. That’s it. That’s enough. We’re done here. In fact, it’s possible after this we’re done, period. If and when we find Agent Keen, we’ll let you know.

[ Red and Dembe get into the elevator. The doors slide shut ]
Red: How’d it go?
Dembe: I placed it under his lapel.
[ Button clicks ] [ Beeping ] [ A tracking display on Dembe’s phone shows an orange triangle moving against the layout of the Post Office ]

[ The safe house ] [ Liz is in the room from which Katarina and Dr Clemons and been watching Dom remotely ]
Katarina: You want to release him? You can’t be serious.
Liz: Look at him. He’s unconscious.
[ A monitor displays Dom asleep on his bed ]
Katarina: He’s sedated, that’s all. When this seizure subsides, we can try again. And again and again.
Liz: He’s not gonna talk.
Katarina: Oh, he will. Not willingly. But he’s too old to withstand a more aggressive approach.
Liz: No.
Katarina: You understood what we were doing here. We agreed not to stop–
Liz: Until what?
Katarina: Don’t give me that look. I’ve been crystal clear about how far I’ve been willing to go. You said you were in agreement.
Liz: I know what I said, but I can’t, not if it means torturing an 80-year-old man. Whatever he’s done, he’s still your father. And my grandfather.
Katarina: So what now? We can’t just take him back where he came from.
Liz: Maybe we can. Let me make a call.
[ Katarina turns and walks away ]
Liz: Katarina. Mother!
[ Katarina stops and turns around ]
Liz: I need to know you’re not going to hurt him.
Katarina: You’ve never called me that.
Liz: You won’t, will you?
[ Katarina shakes her head slightly, then turns to walks away ]

[ Liz places a call ] [ Beep, phone speed-dialing ]
[ Ressler’s cellphone rings ]
Ressler: Ressler.
Liz: It’s me.
[ Red listens in to the call via the bug Dembe placed on Ressler’s lapel ]
Ressler: Where are you? Are you alright?
Liz: I’m okay, but this was a mistake.
Ressler: Cooper’s going out of his mind.
Liz: I need help with Dom – Equipment, medications. Same place as last time?
Ressler: I’ll be there. 30 minutes.
[ Beep ]
Red: We should have Chuck and Morgan follow Donald. I want to know as soon as they make contact.

[ The safe house ] [ Dr Clemons enters the monitoring room ]
Katarina: Is it done?
Dr Clemons: He’s conscious. The seizure has abated, but I’m concerned that he might have–
Katarina: I’m aware of your concerns, Doctor. You’ve made them very clear.
Dr Clemons: No, you don’t understand. He’s having some kind of episode.
[ Dom’s room ] [ Dr Clemons and Katarina enter ] [ Monitor beeping ]
Dom: [ In Russian ] Lena. Lena. I thought you were bringing me my tea.
Dr Clemons: He’s been drifting in and out of Russian. Calling for a woman named Lena. Do you know who that is?
Katarina: Lena Volkova. She was his wife. Dom. Can you hear me? Lena’s not here. Dom, open your eyes.
[ Dom sees Katarina as a young woman ]
Dom: It’s you. You’re here.
Young Katarina: I’m here.
Dom: He gave you back to me. I thought I’d lost you forever.
[ Dom reaches up to stroke Katarina’s cheek. He pulls her hand to his lips and kisses it ]
Dom: [ Sobbing ]

[ Morgan, Chuck and another of Red’s men, Bud, are parked out of eyesight of Ressler’s SUV which is parked under an overpass. They are monitoring the situation with binoculars ]
Red: Any movement?
Chuck: Negative. He’s still parked under the overpass.
Red: How does that work? Is he “under an overpass” or “in an underpass”?
Morgan: Stand by. I got a car coming in.
Chuck: It’s Agent Keen. She’s walking to his car. What now?
Red: Let’s just wait and see.
[ Liz gets into Ressler’s SUV ]
Ressler: Keen, I–
Liz: Don’t say it.
Ressler: Don’t say what exactly? Of the 10,000 things I should say–
Liz: Ressler.
Ressler: What, don’t commit felony kidnapping? Don’t betray everyone you work with? The only people who’ve proven over the last seven years how much they actually care about you.
Liz: It’s done. I made my choices. And I’m not here for your forgiveness or approval.
Ressler: Then what are you here for? Why did you call me? Just to inform me that you’re torturing your grandfather for information?
Liz: No one’s being tortured. Come on. You know me better than that.
Ressler: Do I? See, I thought I did, but lately, boy, you’re full of surprises.
Liz: He’s in a safe house – in the warehouse district.
Ressler: With your mother, the woman who shot him in the chest!
Liz: She’s not gonna hurt him.
Ressler: Oh, and you believe her. Well, you got it all figured out.
[ Red is listening in ]
Liz: He had another seizure. We need more doctors, advanced equipment.
Ressler: So that’s why you called me. He needs more doctors?
Liz: He has answers. All of them. I thought if he wouldn’t talk to her, he’d talk to me, have some human response to his granddaughter pleading for help.
Ressler: And he said nothing?
Liz: It’s my mistake. Whatever humanity he had died a long time ago.

[ Dom’s room ]
Dom: [ In Russian ] … it’s all falling apart. Everything. Gone.
Katarina: What’s happening to him?
Dr Clemons: It’s not uncommon for seizure patients to experience delusions, even hallucinations.
Katarina: He’s talking like it’s years ago.
Dr Clemons: He’s lost any sense of time. I can administer an antipsychotic. It may work to block the dopamine and serotonin in the brain.
Katarina: No.
Dr Clemons: No? I don’t understand.
Katarina: I want the truth, Doctor. And I don’t care if he tells the woman I am now or the woman I was then.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Young Katarina: [ Russian ] Papa. Thank God I have found you. I’m…in trouble. I need your help.

[ Ressler’s SUV ]
Ressler: Tell me where he is. I’ll go myself with a transport van, get him whatever help he needs.
Liz: And what about my mother?
Ressler: Liz, you know this has to end.
Liz: I know how Reddington wants it to end. Or how it’ll end if you go by the book. But can’t you just ignore the rules, just this one time?
Ressler: Think about what you’re asking me to do. She tortured Reddington, shot Dom, abducted Dembe’s imam.
Liz: To save her own life! And mine!
Ressler: Liz, listen to me. You’re on this quest to find answers about your family. Well, I’m as close to family as you got, and I’m telling you – if you don’t stop protecting her, you’ll end up destroying yourself.
Liz: I’m sorry.
Ressler: Don’t be.
Liz: I shouldn’t have put you in this position.
Ressler: You don’t have anything to apologize for. I would do anything for you if I could.
Liz: But you can’t do this.
Ressler: [ Sighs ] Now I’m the one who’s sorry.

[ Liz gets out of Ressler’s SUV ]
Chuck: Keen’s on the move.
Dembe: Let her go, Raymond.
Red: [ Into his phone ] Lock it down, Chuck.
[ Engine starts ] [ Morgan guns the gas ] [ ⚡️Tires screech⚡️ ] [ Red’s men pour out ]
Liz: Ressler!
[ Liz and Ressler draw their guns, but it’s three-to-two and two of Red’s guys have semi-automatic rifles. Ressler and Liz lower their guns ]
Morgan: [ To Red, on phone ] We’re good here. Targets secure.

[ Monitor beeping ]
Dom: Listen to me. I know what you’re planning. I know you think it’s your only way out.
Katarina: What I’m planning?
Dom: I know you’re in danger.
Young Katarina: In danger? I’m being hunted. They will stop at nothing until they find me and destroy me.
Dom: We can handle the Cabal.
Young Katarina: You’re not listening. It’s Townsend. They put a bounty on my head. I have to run.
Dom: No! You can’t leave me again.
Katarina: [ Russian ] I don’t want to, Father. But they’ll kill me. I’ve been framed. They think I have the Archive.
Dom: Sikorsky?
Young Katarina: Yes. Yes. Help me stop them. Help me understand why they think I took it.
Dom: Because you did.
Katarina: What are you talking about?
Dom: I can help you. But what you are planning, it– It breaks my heart.

[ In a commercial kitchen in a brick building, Red and Dembe look at city grid maps on a tablet ]
Dembe: We know Katarina is holding Dom somewhere in this 2-mile radius.
Red: I want every building scrutinized. See if they’re occupied and, if so, by whom. Any abandoned buildings get top priority.
Dembe: I have six teams mobilizing.
Red: She chose this area ’cause it’s filled with midsize warehouses. Here. These six blocks. Two dozen structures. That’s where I’d go. So that’s where she’ll be.
[ Morgan and Chuck bring in Ressler and Liz ]
Ressler: You followed me!
Red: Of course I didn’t. I had you followed. Take it easy, Donald. The veins on your neck are straining. You don’t want a ruptured aneurysm. [ To Liz: ] As for you, I can’t begin to describe my disappointment.
Liz: Oh, thank God.
Ressler: Be disappointed all you want. She’s still a federal agent. And so am I. You can’t hold us!
Red: You and Harold – Always telling me what I can’t do while I’m doing it. Tell you what. Why don’t we split the difference? You go, Agent Keen can stay with me.
Liz: I won’t tell you where she is.
Red: Then I won’t ask. Run along, Donald. Call in the cavalry. I’ve got quite a head start. The FBI won’t find them before I do.
[ Dembe and Ressler leave ]
Red: [ To Liz ] Tea?
[ Outside, Ressler turns around to challenge Dembe ]
Ressler: You can’t be on board with this. I mean, he’s out of control!
[ Door closes ]
Ressler: Promise me he won’t harm Keen.
Dembe: He won’t.
[ Dembe gives Ressler back his gun. Ressler leaves ]

[ Red’s cellphone rings ]
Red: Do forgive me, Harold, but I’m a little busy at the moment.
Cooper: I know what you’re doing, and I’m calling to tell you to stop!
[ Ressler is with Cooper ]
Red: You’re angry. That’s understandable. I would be, too, if my agent snuck away to have a secret meeting with the woman my task force was searching for.
Cooper: That’s for me to deal with. Is it true you’re holding Keen?
Red: Well, what choice do I have? If I let her go, she’ll warn Grendel’s mother.
Cooper: We’ve talked about that. Elizabeth’s mother is not to be harmed.
Red: And I agreed. Anything else?
Cooper: I’m not kidding, Reddington.
Red: Well, you don’t sound like you’re kidding, Harold. But you’ve always known where this is headed. What she’s done must be avenged.
Cooper: Not by her murder.
Red: When it’s over, I’ll look up and see what remains. If there are any bridges, I’ll cross them when I get there.
[ Red’s cellphone flips shut ]
Cooper: [ To Ressler ] Get our people to the warehouse district. Bring Agents Mojtabai and Park up to speed. It’s a long shot, but maybe we can find them first.

[ Dom’s bedside ]
Katarina: I need a name. It’s not enough to say I was framed.
Young Katarina: I need to prove who has the Archive.
Dom: You know.
Katarina: It wasn’t me. Why are you saying that? Okay, it doesn’t matter who took it back then. What matters is who has it now. I need a name.
Dom: [ Muttering ]
Katarina: Is it Reddington? Is he the one you’re protecting?
Young Katarina: Goodbye, Papa.
[ She begins to walks away ]
Dom: No! Don’t go!
Young Katarina: I have to go. They’re coming for me. They’re close. If I don’t leave now, they’ll kill us all.
Dom: Reddington.
Katarina: Reddington. He has the Archive?
Dom: Yes. You took it, but he has it. And so do you.
Katarina: We both have it? How is that possible? Tell me what you mean.
Young Katarina: Tell me now, or you won’t see me again.

[ Liz is sitting at a round table. Red pulls out a chair across from her ]
Red: How long have you been helping her? That’s how you know about Ilya, isn’t it? You were there when she was questioning him, helped her get away. You know you can’t trust that woman, right?
Liz: That woman is my mother.
Red: Oh, she’s just using that to exploit you.
Liz: Why?
Red: So you’d do exactly what you’ve already done.
Liz: I know about the Sikorsky Archive. That’s why the Townsend Directive was issued. She was framed.
Red: Is that the story she told you? She’s a victim? An innocent wrongly accused?
Liz: Are you N-13?
[ Red stares at her icily ]
Liz: Because she certainly believes you are. Do you have it? The Archive?
Red: I see. So this is a ghost story. And you believe her.
Liz: What choice do I have? She’s the one looking for answers. You’re the one hiding them. Maybe she’s not telling me everything. Do I still have questions? Of course. But for now, the only one I need to answer is this – Am I willing to let you kill her? And the answer is no.
[ Red’s cellphone rings ]
Red: What’s the word?
Bud: I think we found her. It’s a medium-size shipping complex on Paxton, only nothing’s getting shipped ’cause the company went bankrupt six weeks ago. It’s a good spot for a safe house – easy in and out, close to the main roads out of town.
Red: Any movement?
Chuck: Definitely. Bud popped the lock. We can’t see who, but there’s people inside.
Red: I’ll see you there.
[ Call ends ]
[ Red gets up. Chair slides back ]
Liz: If you hurt her, we’re done. Understand? Whatever this is, whatever relationship we had or have, will be over.
[ Red scrutinizes Liz’s imploring face, then leaves ]
[ Door closes ]
[ Dembe takes out a pair of handcuffs ]

[ Red and his men enter the warehouse Katarina has been using as a safe house ]
[ Silenced gunshots (💥💥) One of Katarina’s guards falls ] [ Grunts ] [ Gun cocks ]
[ A figure comes out ]
Red: Hands! Show me your hands!
Dr Clemons: Don’t shoot. It’s me.
Red: Where is she?
Dr Clemons: Gone.
Red: How long ago?
Dr Clemons: A-A few minutes.
[ Red enters Dom’s room ] [ Monitor beeping ]
Red: Dom. Dom.
[ Red squeezes Dom’s shoulder ]
Red: It’s Raymond.
Dom: Raymond. [ Wheezes ] You’re too late. S-She was here. I– I told her.
Red: [ Gently ] Told her what? ⋘⋙ Dom. What did you tell her?
Dom: Everything.
[ Katarina is trying make her way out of the building. A man with a rifle comes around a corner. She grabs him and slams him against the wall. He falls. She takes his handgun and continues on. She exits the building. Far above, someone exits the building onto the fire escape ]

[ Ressler is driving with Park in a vehicle ]
Park: We just crossed into the warehouse district.
Cooper: Focus on the streets east of the pier. We’re scrambling units.
Ressler: I don’t like our chances. I don’t think we’re gonna find that warehouse before Reddington does.
Aram: Actually, maybe they already have. I’m looking at satellite feeds, and there is a lot of activity on Paxton Ave.
Ressler: Copy that.

[ Liz sits at the table in handcuffs. Dembe leans against the wall, eyes cast down ]
Liz: Dembe. Dembe, look at me. Please. She’s my mother. You can’t let him kill her.
[ Liz gets up and runs at Dembe, who restrains her ]
Liz: You know this is wrong! Why are you helping him?!
Dembe: I can’t answer that.
Liz: Let me go. Let me try and stop him.
[ Dembe stares at her ]

[ Monitors beeping rapidly ]
Red: It’s okay, Dom. Everything’s gonna be okay.
Dr Clemons: Mr. Reddington, I need additional equipment. His heart rate is irregular, blood pressure’s spiking.
[ Monitors beeping ]
Dom: [ Weakly ] You said I’d never see her again. But she– she came.
Dr Clemons: Mr. Reddington, I really–
Red: Thank you, Doctor. You’ve done everything you can.
[ Dr Clemons leaves ]
Dom: I held her hand. Touched her face. [ Wheezing ] At least– I got to say goodbye to her.
Red: Yes.
Dom: My daughter. My Katarina.
Red: [ Gently ] She loves you. She always has. Nothing can ever change that.
Dom: [ Gasping weakly ]
[ Red clasps Dom’s arm ]

[ Katarina is outside, trying to evade Red’s men and the FBI. She ducks behind some equipment, but Chuck spots her ]
Chuck: I got eyes! [ Radio beeps ] Target heading north on Ridgemont.
[ Katarina goes through a turnstyle into a parking lot. In the enclosed parking lot, a man and a woman are walking together and talking ]
Carol: You can check the purchase order tomorrow morning when they’re back at the office.
Reggie: Will do. Have a good night, Carol.
[ Reggie leaves; Carol walks to her vehicle ]
[ Katarina approaches Carol’s vehicle. A sticker on the back says “Proud Parent of An Honor Student ~ John Adams Middle School” ]
Katarina: Carol?
Carol: Yes. I’m sorry. Do we know each other?
Katarina: I thought that was you. Donna Hays. We met a few weeks ago at John Adams.
Carol: Right. Donna. How are you?
Katarina: So good.
Carol: I’m sorry. Remind me again how you’re connected to the s–
[ Chuck and Bud approach ]
Chuck: There!
[ Katarina points her gun at Carol ]
Katarina: The keys. Give me your keys.
[ Carol obeys ]
Chuck: Cover the exit!
[ Engine starts ] [ Katarina presses the gas ] [ Chuck shoots 💥 through the SUV, right through the back window and front windshield. A second shot 💥 rings out, but Katarina gets away in the stolen vehicle ]

[ Guns drawn, Ressler and Park enter Katarina’s safe house. They separate. Ressler enters the room where Dom is. Red is sitting quietly next to the bed. Dom has died ]
Ressler: Reddington. [ Sighs ] You can try and spread the blame around all you want, but this is on you. Keen was looking for answers – Answers that you have. If anyone’s responsible for this man’s death, it’s you.
[ Red kisses Dom’s temple. He puts on his hat, straightens the brim and slowly gets up ]
[ As Red walks past Ressler, he says: ]
Red: You’re probably right.

[ Red calls Dembe ]
Red: Dom’s dead, Dembe.
Dembe: No.
Red: He’s dead. And she’s gone.
Dembe: Raymond, I’m sorry.
Red: She knows everything. So we have to find her. We have a plate number for the car she’s driving. It won’t last long.
Dembe: If she does know–
Red: There’s only one move she can make. Our best chance is to intercept it.
Dembe: That’s dangerous.
Red: I have Chuck and the others.
Dembe: I should be with you.
Red: Take Elizabeth to the apartment. Hold her there. I’ll call you when this part’s done.
[ Cellphone beeps ]

[ Red’s men unload rifles from two vehicles parked alongside a grassy embankment ]
[ Red drives up to the checkpoint of a parking lot guarded by two armed men ]
Security Guard: Hey. Boss expecting company?
Security Guard 2: Negative. Nothing on the schedule.
Security Guard: Oh! Oh, oh, oh. Roll down your window, sir.
[ Red doesn’t respond to the command ]
Security Guard: Hey, we got a wise guy here. Open up.
[ Gunshots 💥💥 ring out ] [ Both security guards fall ]
[ Red drives on in ]

[ Telephone rings ] [ Keypad beeps ]
Susan: Mr. Heidegger’s office.
Katarina: Mr. Heidegger, please.
Susan: I’m sorry. He’s not in right now. Can I take a message?
Katarina: It’s urgent that I speak with him. A personal emergency.
Susan: May I ask who’s calling?
Katarina: Katarina Rostova.
Susan: I’m sorry. Could you–
Katarina: You heard me. Put him on the line.
Heidegger: I understand. We all thought so, Susan. [ Sighs ] No, you did the right thing calling me at home. Go ahead and put her through.
[ Susan puts the call through ] [ Keypad beeping ]
Heidegger: This is Heidegger. To whom am I speaking?
Katarina: You already know. That’s why you took the call.
Heidegger: Dear lady, I don’t know who you think you’ve reached, but there’s some misunderstanding.
Katarina: You’re William Heidegger. The highest-ranking representative of the Townsend Organization in the Western Hemisphere.
Heidegger: Well, whoever I am is irrelevant. Katarina Rostova is dead.
Katarina: You believe the Kazanjian Brothers killed me because that’s what I wanted you to believe. It was a good plan. It tricked Townsend into paying the bounty on my head, part of which I used to prove my innocence.
Heidegger: Assuming, for the sake of discussion, you are who you claim to be, what proof could you possibly have?
Katarina: I have the identity of N-13.
Heidegger: You’re N-13.
Katarina: No. But I know who is. And I’m willing to give you his name in exchange for my safety.
Heidegger: There’s a park on the corner of Wabash and Grant. I take my granddaughter there to feed the ducks. West benches. Will that do?
Katarina: I’ll be there.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Heidegger hangs up ]
[ Red, it turns out, is sitting across from Heidegger ]
Red: Well done, William.
Heidegger: You won’t survive this.
Red: I appreciate your concern. Oddly enough, I was about to say the same thing to you.
[ Chuck escorts Heidegger away ]

[ Red calls Dembe ] [ Cellphone dialing ]
[ Cellphone ringing ] [ Dembe is driving Liz, who sits next to him ]
Dembe: Raymond.
Red: We were right. She reached out to Heidegger, set a meeting. I’ll text you the address.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Liz: [ To Dembe ] Is it done? Did he kill her? ⋘⋙ I know you’re not gonna help me, but you could at least have the decency to tell me whether or not my mother’s dead. ⋘⋙ I know you’re loyal to him, and I’m not asking you to be disloyal. But I do have a right to know.
Dembe: Your grandfather, Dom. He passed.
Liz: [ Sighs ]
Dembe: I’m sorry. You asked why I’m still helping Raymond. And I said I didn’t know anymore, but that’s not true.
[ Dembe pulls over and stops the car on the side of the road ]
Dembe: [ Sighs ] I know it seems like Raymond can be selfish and sometimes cruel.
Liz: Sometimes? He’s killed everyone I’ve ever cared about. My father, my husband, my grandfather. And now you’re dropping me off? Why? So you can help him kill my mother, too?
Dembe: It isn’t what it appears to be.
Liz: I was always glad you were in his life. He had a better angel that might influence his behavior.
[ Liz is crying, her mascara smeared ]
Liz: But now I know you’re not. You can’t. You’re no better than he is. [ Voice breaking ] I can’t anymore. I’m done. [ Sniffles ] I can’t fight him anymore. He wins. He always wins.
[ Dembe softens, turns toward her. Liz clocks him, grabs the keys and gets out the her side of the car ]
[ Dembe gets out of the drivers side and looks around. He can’t see her. She’s crouching alongside the car. He walks around the back. She gets back in and moves to the drivers side ] [ Doors lock ]
[ Dembe points his gun at her through the window, but she knows he won’t shoot ]
Liz: [ Muffled ] He’s not gonna win this time!
[ Engine starts ] [ Liz drives away ]

[ Katarina approaches Heidegger who is sitting on one of a pair of park benches facing a pond. His chin is tucked in and his cap pulled down. Katarina sits alongside him, looking straight ahead ]
Katarina: Before you get any ideas, I have teams watching from every angle, and I’m armed.
[ She doesn’t have teams, just a gun ]
Katarina: Reddington is N-13. He has the Archive. He’s the one you’ve been looking for.
[ No response from Heidegger ]
Katarina: Say something. ⋘⋙ Did you hear me?!
[ Gun cocks ] [ Red lays the barrel of his gun on Katarina’s shoulder ]

Red: No, I don’t believe he did. The pistol.
[ Katarina surrenders her pistol ] [ Red sits down on the bench adjacent to her ]
Red: Dominic’s dead.
Katarina: He wasn’t when I left him.
Red: No matter. You killed him, just as sure as I killed poor Heidegger there.
Katarina: Am I supposed to feel something about that? Dom set me up, led me to what was supposed to be my public slaughter. Think what you want, but I won’t be shedding any tears for that monster.
Red: No, I wouldn’t think so.
[ Katarina reaches into her pocket and quietly speed-dials Liz ]
[ Liz’s cellphone is on a table. It vibrates ]
Voicemail answers: You’ve reached Elizabeth Keen’s voicemail. Please leave me a message.

[ At the safe house, Ressler and Park look on as Dom’s body is zipped into a body bag ]
[ Liz calls Ressler on Dembe’s cellphone ] [ Phone speed-dialing ]
[ Ressler’s cellphone ringing ] [ Cellphone beeps ]
Ressler: Dembe?
Liz: No, Ressler. It’s me.
Ressler: Keen? I’m sorry. We– We got here too late. Dom’s gone.
Liz: I know.
[ Liz wipes the tears and messy mascara from her eyes ]
Ressler: You do? How? Where are you? Why are you calling me from Dembe’s phone?
Liz: Ressler, listen to me. He’s going to kill her. Reddington’s on his way to kill my mother.
Ressler: Hold on. Slow down.
Liz: She’s there now. The park on Wabash and Grant. That’s where he’s gonna meet her. You got to send units there now.
Ressler: Done. But, Keen, you got to realize the best-case scenario here is we arrest her.
Liz: Then arrest her. Just get there. Now.
Ressler: Where are you?
Liz: I’m on my way, but I’m unarmed. You got to stop him.

Katarina: All those years searching for answers, and you were right in front of me the whole time.
Red: For what it’s worth, I didn’t know what Dom was planning in Belgrade.
Katarina: I believe you. But after – you let the world believe the lie. You dangled me out there, let everyone think I had the Archive. And now I know why. Because if they were chasing me, it meant they weren’t chasing you.
Red: It’s not quite that simple.
Katarina: You’re N-13, aren’t you? You framed me. You fed me to Townsend as a patsy, and Dominic knew and helped you do it.

[ Cooper’s office. Aram enters ]
Aram: Sir. Sir, I just got off the phone with Agent Ressler, and he’s gonna do it. Mr. Reddington’s really gonna do it.
Cooper: Do what?
Aram: He’s gonna kill Agent Keen’s mother. City Park. Wabash and Grant. They’re there now.
Cooper: Scramble units.

Red: I could’ve helped you the way I always have, kept you one step ahead. But staying safe wasn’t enough. You needed answers. Well, now you have them. And now they’ve destroyed you.
Katarina: What if I promised never to tell a soul what I’ve learned?
Red: Well, that would be the last lie you ever told.
Katarina: You won’t kill me. You can’t.
Red: Why is that?
Katarina: Because Elizabeth would never forgive you.
Red: You don’t know a damn thing about Elizabeth.
Katarina: Oh, that’s not true. I’ve gotten to know her. She chose me. She’s helping me. She has no idea who you are. Me? I’m her mother. And even now, there’s love there.
[ ♫ “Martha’s Dream” by Nick Cave and Warren Ellis plays (violin 🎻) ]
[ Katarina gets up and begins to walk away. Red stands up and follows ]
Red: I can’t let you leave.
Katarina: [ Chuckles ]
[ Katarina turns toward Red ]
Katarina: [ Taunting ] My God. I can’t imagine what this must be like for you, knowing you can’t kill me because of how much Elizabeth loves her mother.
[ Liz appears in the distance, running toward them ]
[ Red 💥💥 shoots Katarina; she falls ]
[ Liz screams, shouting at Red ] [ No audio ]
[ Chuck runs up to Liz and holds her back to keep her away from Red ]
[ ♫ Violin 🎻 plays louder ]
[ Liz still screaming ] [ No audio ]
[ Red stands frozen as his men drive up in two vehicles ]
[ Audio returns ]
Liz: You’re never gonna get away with this!
Bud: Red.
[ Bud holds a car door open. Red turns and walks toward the car ]
[ Red’s men load Katarina’s and Heidegger’s bodies and clear the scene of evidence ]
[ Once Red is inside the vehicle, Chuck releases Liz ] [ The vehicles drive away ]
[ Liz is left alone. She falls onto her knees, rocking and sobbing ]

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♫ Martha’s Dream
By Nick Cave and Warren Ellis

♪ [ Instrumental: Violin 🎻 ]

Lyrics and Credits: [ Instrumental ]
YouTube: https://youtu.be/I22kGkI90iQ

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🔴 Script 8:3 16 Ounces

Program air date: 1/22/2021 in the US
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Director: Andrew McCarthy
Written by: Jon Bokenkamp, John Eisendrath, Lukas Reiter



Brief (Where we’re at): Liz’s mother Katarina Rostova and grandfather Dominic (“Dom’) Wilkinson (Katarina’s father) are dead. Dom died after being abducted by Liz from under Red’s care where he was recovering from a gunshot wound to the chest suffered during a shootout with Katarina’s men. Katarina’s plan was to interrogate Dom regarding the identity of a mysterious operative dubbed N-13 believed to possess a blackmail file called the Sikorsky Archive. In 1991, Dom had attempted to have Katarina killed and tell the world that she was N-13. But the plot failed because Katarina was not in the car when it exploded; it killed her husband Pyotr instead. A bounty was put on Katarina’s head (“The Townsend Directive”) and she went into hiding, with Red’s help. But Liz and Ressler’s search for information about Liz’s past alerted the Townsend Organization that Katarina might still be alive and the Directive was reactivated.

Katarina convinced Liz she needed answers from Dom about the true identity of N-13, so Liz helped by abducting him along with his doctor during transport. Liz first questioned Dom, but he refused to give up any information and went into a seizure. Liz told Katarina she didn’t want to go on with the questioning. She called Ressler for help and arranged to meet him to beg him to help get more medical help for Dom, but Dembe had previously placed a bug on Ressler’s lapel. Liz told Ressler that Dom was being held in the warehouse district. Red’s men used the bug to track them and captured Ressler and Liz at their rendezvous spot.

Red had Dembe release Ressler, leaving Liz to question Red about the Sikorsky Archive and whether he was N-13. He did not answer but implied that Katarina was no innocent victim. Meanwhile, Katarina continued her questioning of Dom, who in a state of delirium after his seizure, spoke partly in Russian and saw Katarina as she appeared in 1991. At first he resisted telling her who N-13 was, but when she threatened to leave, he broke down and said that Reddington was N-13. As for the Sikorsky Archive, he said she had taken it but Reddington had it.

Red and his men were able to track down and enter the warehouse where Katarina was holding Dom, but the doctor said Katarina had just left. Red went to Dom’s bedside, where Dom said he had told Katarina “everything.” Dom, close to death, said he had seen “My Katarina, my daughter.” Red, realizing his mental state, told Dom Katarina loved him and “nothing can change that.” By the time Ressler arrived, Dom had died. Ressler accused Red of being responsible for Dom’s death “no matter how you want to spread the blame around.” Red, leaving, said “You’re probably right.”

Red called Dembe to tell him of Dom’s death and what Dom had told Katarina and that there was only one intervention that was possible. In the meantime, Katarina called William Heidegger, the head of the Townsend organization in the Western Hemisphere and offered to give him the identity of N-13. They agreed on a meeting place. What Katarina didn’t know was that Red was in the room with Heidegger.

Red had told Dembe to take Liz to his apartment, but Liz tricked Dembe, locking him out of his car, leaving his phone inside with the location of the meeting.

When Katarina arrived at the meeting place, she found Heidegger sitting on a park bench, facing the a pond, his chin on his chest and his cap pulled down. She said Reddington was N-13, but Heidegger did not respond. “Say something,” she said, “Can you hear me?” “No, I don’t believe he can,” responded Red from behind her, laying his gun against her neck. Heidegger was just a propped-up corpse. Katarina insisted that Red couldn’t kill her:

Red: Why is that?
Katarina: Because Elizabeth would never forgive you.
Red: You don’t know a damn thing about Elizabeth.
Katarina: Oh, that’s not true. I’ve gotten to know her. She chose me. She’s helping me. She has no idea who you are. Me? I’m her mother. And even now, there’s love there.

Katarina got up and began to walk away. “I can’t let you leave,” Red said. Katarina turned around to taunt him: “My God. I can’t imagine what this must be like for you, knowing you can’t kill me because of how much Elizabeth loves her mother.” Liz appeared in the distance, running toward them. Red shot Katarina twice, in full sight of Liz. As Red’s men cleared the scene and hustled Red into a car, Liz was left behind, rocking back and forth and sobbing.


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Voice-over: Previously on “The Blacklist”:

Scenes from the distant and recent past …
[ At Red’s flat as Liz looks at the photo of herself as a small girl on a swing with a woman ]
Red: I knew her as Katarina Rostova, one of her many names.
[ Scenes of Katarina emerging from the water at Cape May ~ first a scene from Red’s opium-induced phantasm with him saving her; then the scene from Katarina’s own memory of her emerging from the water alone ]
[ At Dom’s house in the country ]
Dom: Many powerful people were looking for your mother.
Liz: She was being hunted.
Dom: And she knew she needed to disappear, to fade away.
Red: As I feared would happen, elements from Katarina’s past are circling Elizabeth like a pack of wolves in the night.
[ At Tansi Farms, upon finding the empty burial site dug up by Mr Kaplan ]
Dembe: I’m not sure Elizabeth will ever be ready to learn about what you did to Katarina.
[ In Paris as Red walked on the dark street behind Katarina ]
Red: [ Voice-over ] I need to control the danger to Elizabeth. I have built a vast criminal network predicated on that very principle.
Red: [ Calls out ] Katarina.
[ In Paris, as Red has been captured and is being tortured by Katarina ]
Red: I’ve always helped you.
Katarina: You were never on my side.
[ The 💥🔥‼️ Explosion ‼️🔥💥 of the car in Belgrade when Dom tried to assassinate Katarina ]
[ In her kitchen, Liz aims her gun at Katarina ]
Katarina: I’m your mother.
Liz: A mother protects her children.
Katarina: I did protect you, by hiding you. And I didn’t want you to be hunted, too.
Katarina: I love you, Masha.
[ After Liz kidnaps Dom but was caught by Red when she reached out to Ressler )
Red: You know you can’t trust that woman, right?
Liz: “That woman” is my mother.
Red: No, she’s just using that to exploit you.
Liz: If you hurt her, we’re done.
[ In the park where Katarina was to meet with Heidegger but Red showed up ]
[ Red shoots Katarina, as Liz runs toward them ] [ 💥 Gunshots 💥 ]


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[ The park where Red shot Katarina ]
Ressler: Whatever happened here, it’s over. There’s no sign of Reddington or Keen.
Park: No visible blood or spent shell casings. We can get a forensic team, see what they find.
Cooper: [ On speakerphone from Post Office ] Do it, but my guess is, we won’t find anything.
Reddington probably had his cleaners on standby.
Aram: He didn’t kill her. He wouldn’t. I mean, uh, it is Mr. Reddington, but, guys– guys, still, i-it’s Liz’s mother.
Cooper: Agent Ressler, any word from Keen?
[ Liz enters her apartment and begins to pack a bag ]
Ressler: No. Nothing. When she called to tell me what Reddington was going to do, it was on Dembe’s cell. If she still has it, she’s not answering.
Cooper: What about her phone?
Ressler: She doesn’t have it. Reddington’s people took it and her service weapon when they grabbed us.
Cooper: You need to get to her apartment. Agent Mojtabai, call Agnes’ school, find out whether Keen picked her up.

[ Liz’s apartment. She takes a cell phone out of a drawer. As she continues to pack, she listens to the recorded messages ]

Recording: You have reached the voicemail box of–
Liz’s voice: Elizabeth Keen. [ Beep🔅]
Merritt: Hey, Liz, it’s Merritt. We got your message. Yes, of course, you know Agnes can always come home with us after school. I’m sure Kelly will be thrilled. Hope work goes well.

Recording: Next message. [ Beep🔅]
Ressler: Hey, Keen, it’s me. We need to talk. Look, I’m not mad, okay? But I’m worried about you. Call me when you get this.

Recording: Next message. [ Beep🔅]
Katarina: All those years searching for answers, and you were right in front of me the whole time.

[ Liz peers from around a wall partition and listens ]

Red: For what it’s worth, I didn’t know what Dom was planning in Belgrade.
Katarina: I believe you. But after, you let the world believe the lie. You dangled me out there, let everyone think I have the Archive. And now I know why. Because if they were chasing me, it meant they weren’t chasing you.
Red: It’s not quite that simple.
Katarina: You’re N-13, aren’t you? You framed me. You fed me to Townsend as a patsy, and Dominic knew and helped you do it.
Red: I could’ve helped you – the way I always have. Kept you one step ahead. But staying safe wasn’t enough. You needed answers. Well, now you have them. And now they’ve destroyed you.
Katarina: What if I promise never to tell a soul what I’ve learned?
Red: Well, that would be the last lie you ever told.

[ In a warehouse, Red watches as his men wrap Katarina’s body in plastic sheeting and secure it with duct tape ]
Dembe: Raymond, we should go.
Red: You think this was a mistake?
Dembe: You ask a tactical question. I see only an ethical one. No. It was not a mistake, but it was wrong.
Red: Because of Elizabeth.
Dembe: You’ve pushed her too far.
Red:: I wonder.

[ Aram and Agent Park are searching Liz’s apartment ]
Park: Most of her clothes are gone.
Aram: [ Quietly ] Where are you, Liz? What are you doing?

[ The seedy “Metro Motel” ] [ Siren wailing ]
[ Liz slides the Motel Clerk a passport with her photo but with the name “Allison Thomas” through a metal tray under a bullet-proof partition ]
Motel Clerk: Thank you, Mrs.Thomas. And how would you like to pay for the room this evening?
Liz: Cash.
[ Liz slides the cash through. The Receptionist passes her the keys ]

[ Liz enters her motel room ]
[ Lock clicks ] [ Door opens and closes ] [ Lock clicks ] [ She dumps her suitcase down; wads of bills slide out ]
[ Liz listens to more of the recording Katarina had left as a message with her answering service ]

Katarina: You won’t kill me. You can’t.
Red: Why is that?
Katarina: Because Elizabeth would never forgive you.
Red: You don’t know a damn thing about Elizabeth.
Katarina: Oh, that’s not true. I’ve gotten to know her.

[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: So, she left her apartment. What about Agnes?
Aram: I spoke to a woman named Merritt Marks. She took Agnes home with her daughter after school for a play date. Now, Liz called her a few hours ago, saying she had to leave town for a work emergency and asked her to take Agnes for a few days.
Cooper: So we’re nowhere. We’ve lost track of Keen and her mother.

[ Liz sits at a small table in the motel room, listening to the recording ]

Katarina: She chose me. She’s helping me. She has no idea who you are. Me? I’m her mother. And even now, there’s a love there.
Red: I can’t let you leave.
Katarina: [ Laughs ] My God. I can’t imagine what this must be like for you. Knowing you can’t kill me because of how much Elizabeth loves her mother.
[ 💥 Gunshots 💥 ]

[ Liz startles at the sound of the gunshots. She clicks the phone off ] [ Cellphone Beeps🔅]

[ Cooper is in his office, making calls ]
Cooper: That’s right. Keen, Elizabeth. It’s just my gut, but I don’t think she left the city. Thanks, Joe. I appreciate your discretion.
[ Receiver clicks ]
[ Cooper looks up. Liz has entered ]
Cooper: [ Sighs ] Do you have any idea how many favors I’ve called in trying to find you?
Liz: He killed her.
Cooper: Thank God you’re okay.
Liz: Did you hear what I said? It was an execution.
Cooper: We went to the park. We couldn’t find any evidence.
Liz: That’s why I’m here. I have all the evidence you need.

[ Liz plays the recording for Cooper ]

Katarina: […] I can’t imagine what this must be like for you, knowing you can’t kill me because of how much Elizabeth loves her mother.
[ 💥 Gunshots 💥 ]

Cooper: You saw it happen?
Liz: With my own eyes, and I’ll testify to it. I don’t care what happens to me, but he can’t get away with this.
[ Cooper hesitates ]
Liz: Say something.
Cooper: I-I’m thinking.
Liz: About what? He murdered my mother.
Cooper: The Russian spy who tried to bleed him to death, who had your grandfather shot? Who our intelligence bureaus believe killed at least a dozen American agents for the KGB and the Cabal?
Liz: I know what she’s done. None of it justifies her execution.
Cooper: I’m not trying to justify it.
Liz: Like hell you’re not. You’re making excuses, looking the other way, like we’ve always done.
Cooper: I was clear with Reddington your mother was not to be harmed.
Liz: [ Sarcastically ] Well, he obviously took that message to heart. You know why he did it? Because he could. He knew that no one on this task force was gonna do anything about it.
Cooper: That’s unfair.
Liz: It’s the truth. When he shot her, I wanted to run, just get Agnes and go where nobody would find us. But I’m here because of you. Because I thought maybe you were the one person who still cared about what’s right.
Cooper: I won’t be lectured by you on professional ethics. Reddington’s out of control. I know that. I also know that I can’t take him down without taking you down with him.
Liz: I don’t care anymore.
Cooper: Then I’ll care for you. You kidnapped your grandfather. A felony kidnapping charge alone is enough to destroy your life, send you to prison, sever any relationship you have with your daughter. You may be disgusted by my silence, Agent Keen, but you will benefit from it.
Liz: Everywhere I go, there’s a man who insists on protecting me.
[ Liz takes out her badge and lays it down on Cooper’s desk ]
Cooper: [ Sighs ] Elizabeth– if you want out, go. But I hope you’ll think about what we do here before you decide.
Liz: It’s over.
Cooper: Maybe. But I’m asking you – talk to Reddington first. What he did is inexcusable, but if you talk to him, if you could get him to tell you why he did it, it won’t bring her back, but it may start the process of healing.
Liz: It won’t. But for you, I’ll consider it, sir.
Cooper: If this is the last time we see each other – for the first time, I wish you would call me Harold.
Liz: Even when you know I’m not gonna like it, you’ve always been honest with me. Very few people have. Thank you for that – Harold.

[ Liz walks over to Aram’s workstation carrying two large soft drinks. He’s working frantically ]
[ Keyboard clacking, computer 🔅Beeping🔅 ]
Liz: Any luck?
Aram: [ Without looking up ] No calls. We’re running taps on her cell and apartment lines and a third on the friend she asked to watch Agnes –
[ Aram’s voice trails off. He looks up at Liz ]
Liz: If anyone can find me, my money’s on you.
Aram: You’re here.
Liz: You look tired.
[ Liz puts one of the drinks down by Aram. She puts the other by her, at the edge of the table ]
Aram: Does– Does Mr. Cooper know–
Liz: Yeah, Cooper knows.
Aram: So you talked?
Liz: Talked? Yeah. Communicated? Not so much.
Aram: Oh. Don’t worry. I mean, I know he’s angry, but in a day or two–
Liz: Look, I don’t know how to tell you this–
Aram: He’s gonna let you come back.
Liz: I don’t want to come back. I wanted to tell you in person that I– have to step away for a bit, and so I’m not gonna see you for a while, and– I just want you to know how grateful I am [ Chuckles ] This is so hard.
[ Liz backs up, knocking her drink over ]
Aram: Whoa.
Liz: Oh, wow. I’m so sorry.
Aram: [ Nervously ] No. Don’t worry. I’ll just– Uh, hang on. I’ll just grab some paper towels.
Liz: Sure.
[ Aram dashes off. Once he’s out of sight, Liz opens a drawer of his desk and peels off a requisition form from a pad. Then she leaves ]
Aram’s voice: Coming.
[ Aram hurries back and begins wiping up the spilled drink. It takes him a few moments to realize Liz is gone ]

[ Red stands outside Dom’s rustic house in the country. His lawyer, Marvin Gerard, is there with him ]
Red: It’s just a part of life. Watching the generation ahead of you, the people you care about, grow old. And at some point, you start to – do the mental work necessary to prepare yourself for the inevitable. And yet, I’m afraid I stand here, Marvin – woefully unprepared.
Marvin: There’s no way you could prepare for this, Raymond. Dom didn’t die of old age. He was taken from you.
Red: House won’t be worth much. It’s a relic from another time, like he was.
[ An assessor who is with them, Skip Hadley, walks over ]
Skip: You should bulldoze the house.
Red: [ Chuckles ] Yeah.
Marvin: Skip, the house has incredible emotional value. Mr. Reddington has no interest in bulldozing–
Red: Well, ultimately, it’s not my decision. The house belongs to Elizabeth now. [ Sighs ] Well, why do you say bulldoze it?
Skip: Well, the value’s in the land, not the house. You said there’s five acres. You subdivide. You put up a quarter-acre McMansion on each lot.
Marvin: McMansion? Take my advice – Stop while you’re behind.
Red: [ Chuckles ] I must say, it sounds pretty awful, Skip. But send me a proposal. I’ll forward it on. God knows if it were up to me, given my recent bouts with mortality, I find myself more and more in the liquidation phase.
Marvin: You are not going anywhere. As your lawyer, I forbid it. But while we’re on the subject–
Red: [ Scoffs ] You want to know if I still intend to leave most everything of mine to Elizabeth?

[ Liz wants up to a requisition desk ]
Mark: Agent Keen. What brings you down to the dungeon?
Liz: Hey, Mark. Uh, Agent Mojtabai’s running some urgent wire taps, and he asked me to drop this off for him.
[ Liz hands Mark the requisition slip ]
Mark: [ Reading it ] Whoa. You don’t see that every day. What do you got going on?
Liz: Same as always. Causing trouble for the worst of the worst.
Mark: I figured you couldn’t tell me. Hang on. Should be just a few minutes.

Marvin: You don’t want me to change your will? Even after she took sides against you?
Red: Okay. So, today, she opposes me, maybe tomorrow. But not forever. Look at Dom and I. There were years when he hated me. Many more bad years than good. And yet, in the end, we– [ Cellphone ringing ] –found our way to each other.
Dembe: [ Handing Red his phone ] It’s Elizabeth.
Red: Elizabeth.
Liz: I told you what would happen if you hurt my mother.
Red: Where are you?
Liz: You killed her. In the park. I saw it.
Red: I know what you saw, and it wasn’t everything you thought you saw.
Liz: I told Cooper I’m done. I’m taking Agnes, and we’re leaving, and you’re gonna let us go.
Red: Not until we talk.
Liz: We’re talking now.
Red: Not like this. There’s a lake near Dom’s house. I’m scattering his ashes there this afternoon. Meet us at the house, and we can talk on the way. And if after our talk, you still feel the same, you can say your goodbyes to us both.
Liz: When?
Red: 2:00 p.m. [ Pause ] Is that a yes?
Liz: I’ll be there. [ Beep🔅]
Red: You see, Marvin? It may feel at times like the end, but our story isn’t over yet.

[ Mark returns to the requisition desk with Liz’s order in a thick manila envelope ]
Mark: There you go. Careful, now.
Liz: Thanks. Wish us luck.
Mark: You won’t need it. I don’t know who your target is, but if you use that the right way, he won’t know what hit him.

[ Liz’s car is parked outside the motel. She sits inside it and unwraps the item Mark gave her. It’s a block of red plastic explosive that looks like modeling clay. She has set up wiring and an detonator, a bomb that will go off when the passenger door is opened ]
[ Ressler exits the door of the motel. He sees Liz by her car, testing the door handle ]
Ressler: [ Calls out ] Keen. Keen.
[ Liz steps away from the car to greet Ressler ]
Liz: How’d you find me?
Ressler: Doesn’t matter. The point is, I did.
Liz: If Cooper sent you to ask me to come back, I’m not doing it.
Ressler: Okay, first of all, he didn’t ask me to. He doesn’t even know I’m here. And, second, I agree. I don’t think you should come back.
Liz: Is that what you came to say?
Ressler: Come on. I came to say you’re both right. Charging Reddington isn’t an option if it means that you go down with him. But – you coming back to work, like nothing ever happened, well, it’s also not an option.
Liz: I gotta go.
Ressler: Keen, what are you even doing here? I mean, you left your apartment, you parked Agnes with–
Liz: That’s temporary.
Ressler: Until what? What’s going on with your car?
Liz: Nothing. Just– the passenger door was sticking a little bit.
Ressler: You want me to take a look?
Liz: No. I fixed it.
Ressler: I know you. We’ve been partners a long time, which is why I know that you have no intention of letting this rest. I’m worried about you.
Liz: Join the club. You, Cooper, Reddington, the whole crew can just sit around and talk about what’s best for Liz Keen.
Ressler: That’s not fair. Look, I care about you, and there’s nothing wrong with me saying that.
Liz: Are we done? Like I said, I gotta go.
Ressler: Yeah. We’re done – Allison.
Liz: How’d you know that? My alias?
Ressler: [ Chuckles ] You got drunk one night. Wing Yee. You told me.
Liz: So that’s how you found me.
Ressler: I’m gonna miss celebrating your birthday there.
[ He starts to leave ]
Liz: Ressler. I’ll think about what you said. I promise.
[ Ressler leaves. Liz tests the door. A green light on the detonator comes on when she presses the door handle ]

[ Liz drives up to Dom’s house ] [ Engine shuts off ]
Red: I’m glad you came. We have a lot to talk about.
Liz: What’s your plan? To try and sell me half-truths that I can never verify or– to confuse me with double-speak?
Red: There is an explanation.
Liz: No. Only a confession. I watched you kill her. And before you try to “explain” how you didn’t–
[ Liz plays the recording on her phone ]

Katarina: My God. I can’t imagine what this must be like for you. Knowing you can’t kill me because of how much Elizabeth loves her mother.
[ 💥 Gunshots 💥 ]

[ Red looks nervous and slightly angry ]
Liz: My mother prepared me for this moment. She gave me all the proof I would ever need.
Red: If you came to play me that recording, you’ve done it. You can take it and go. Or you can stay while we lay your grandfather to rest – and perhaps have a conversation.
Liz: Fine. You ride with me. We’ll talk on the way.
Marvin: Good idea. Dembe and I will go ahead, and we’ll meet you at the lake.
[ Liz steps around the car to the driver’s side ]
[ Red puts his hand on the car door handle and begins to compress it when he is overcome by a paroxysm of coughing. He coughs blood on the window of the car and begins to collapse ]
Red: [ Coughing ] Dembe–
[ Dembe catches Red before he falls. Blood streams from Red’s mouth ]
Red: [ Coughing ]
[ Dembe makes a call ]
Dembe: Traveler is down. We need a mobile triage. Come on. No more than a 10-mile radius outside 236 Glenellen. Outside Sharptown.
[ Dembe helps Red to his car ]
Marvin: Get in. Listen to me. You are not allowed to die. Do you hear me?
[ Engine starts ]
Marvin: Okay, hang in. Hang in.
[ Marvin and Liz watch as Dembe’s car leaves ]
Marvin: [ To Liz ] Whatever happens – he loves you. You know that, right? You chose that woman over him, and he still wants to leave everything to you.
Liz: “That woman” was my mother. And he killed her. I don’t want anything from him.

[ Tires screech ] [ Dembe pulls in to a hospital patient receiving deck and gets out ]
Dr Miles Dawson: What the hell are you doing here?!
Dembe: You’re on call for an emergency.
Dr Dawson: At a mobile unit. Not here. This is a public emergency room. How am I supposed to–
[ Dembe helps Red out of the car ]
Dembe: I spoke to the Colonel. Closest mobile unit’s 17 minutes out. He needs help now.
[ Dr Dawson sees the blood coming from Red’s mouth ]
Dr Dawson: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’ll handle it.
[ Dr Dawson helps Red into the ER ]
[ Keypad dialing ] [ Line ringing, click ]
Dembe: Mr. Cooper. I need your help.

[ A hospital Administrator and an Admissions Clerk are trying to log information on Red into the hospital computer system, but Dembe is unhelpful ]
Dembe: I’m sorry, but I can’t.
Administrator: We’re trying to help your friend, but to do that, we need your help.
Dembe: He doesn’t have insurance.
Administrator: And that’s fine, but he has to have personal information. Family history. List of medications.
Dembe: And as I explained to Miss Keats, I can only share those details with his attending physician.
Admissions Clerk: Yeah, well, his attending doesn’t enter him into my system.
Dembe: I don’t want him in your system.
Administrator: Please. Mr. Vaughn [i.e., Dembe]. What’s really going on here? Who is that man? Who are you?
Dembe: A spiritual advisor.
Admissions Clerk: What kind of spiritual advisor carries a gun in a hospital?
[ Cooper appears ]
Cooper: Dembe. How is he?
Dembe: Not good. They’re doing tests now.
Admissions Clerk: Who are you? Another one of his spiritual advisors?
Cooper: No. I’m the Assistant Director of the FBI. [ Shows his badge ] And I need you to get your security team up here right now. Tell them to secure this floor. Lock it down.

[ Esi Jackson, who was once hired by Liz to help track Ilya Koslov, but was intercepted by Red and compelled to work for him, sits with Liz in her motel room. Liz peers out the window ]
Esi Jackson: Woman, are you out of your mind?
Liz: Yes.
Esi: You want to murder Reddington?
Liz: I already tried to murder him. I need your help to finish the job.
Esi: And why exactly would I do that?
Liz: Because you know he’s gonna kill you anyway. That’s why you’re working with him. He threatened your life, forced you to turn on me. What do you think happens to you when you’re no longer of use to him? Esi, I understand. If you don’t want to do it, I’ll figure something out. But – I’m gonna kill him with or without your help.
Esi: How?
Liz: The “how” is the easy part. I got to get to him first.
Esi: You know where he is?
Liz: Everhart Memorial Hospital. In lockdown. Surrounded by an army of FBI agents and protective detail.
Esi: Being assisted by hospital security who have every inch of that building secure with CCTV.
Liz: Not to mention his body man and the security team which is undoubtedly en route if not already there.
Esi: Let me.
Liz: What?
Esi: I can get to him. Reddington trusts me. I’m part of his team.
Liz: He’ll kill you if he finds out.
Esi: Didn’t you just say he was gonna kill me anyway?
Liz: Yes.
Esi: I don’t doubt it. His threats to me were very real, and I’d rather get this done than be dragged into the grave with him.
Liz: Okay. Here’s what I was thinking.

[ Flash Forward: ]
[ Elevator bell dings ] [ Two US Marshals get off the elevator ]

Liz: Our best option is to just lean into the truth. All it’ll take is one call to cause pandemonium.

[ Flash Forward: ]
Ressler: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on. What’s going on?
Gib Horn: Gib Horn. Deputy US Marshal. An anonymous caller gave us a credible tip you have a fugitive on site.
Ressler: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Gib Horn: Don’t play dumb with me. Raymond Reddington. Where is he?

Liz: Now, the Marshals will cause a diversion, but we’re still fighting the clock because everyone in Reddington’s inner circle is working to move him as fast as they can from the hospital to a secure site.

[ Flash Forward: ]
[ Cooper and Dembe talk to Dr Dawson ]
Dr Dawson: Yes, he’s medicated and under observation, but he’s not stable enough to be moved.
Cooper: Well, he’s certainly not safe here.
Dr Dawson: Which is why you shouldn’t have brought him here to begin with.
Dembe: We didn’t have a choice.
Dr Dawson: No. What we have is a protocol.
[ Ressler walks up with the the US Marshals ]
Ressler: Sir, we have a situation.
Marshal Gib Horn: He’s a fugitive, so he’s our responsibility.
Ressler: Not if we’re guarding him.
Gib Horn: What does that even mean, “guarding him”? Guarding what?
[ Cooper flashes his badge ]
Cooper: Harold Cooper. What the hell is going on?
Gib Gorn: Gib Horn, US Marshals. I’m here to take the top fugitive from your Most Wanted list into custody. Is that gonna be a problem?
Cooper: That’s – complicated.
Gib Horn: How about you uncomplicate it?

Liz: Our other ticking clock is Aram.
Esi: Who’s Aram?
Liz: He’s a very smart colleague of mine. I got my hands on the weapon by using one of his requisition forms, and it’s not gonna take him long to figure out something’s wrong.

[ Aram has discovered a requisition form is missing and calls the desk ]
Aram: Yes, I’m positive. Meaning no, I didn’t request it. Could you just please check the logs for me?

Esi: Okay. Hold on just one second. Say we call in the Marshals and they cause this whole mess and say your Aram friend doesn’t figure out that you’ve stolen military-grade explosives from the FBI requisition locker – and say, just for the sake of argument, that I do get inside that hospital, we’re still gonna have to come up with some cock-and-bull story in order for Reddington’s guards to let me anywhere near him.
Liz: That’s the beauty of it. We don’t need a story. All you have to do is tell them the truth.
Esi: What exactly is the truth?

[ Esi is with Bud and Chuck, two of Red’s men, at the hospital. Bud calls Dembe ]
Bud: Dembe, she won’t tell me, but she says that it’s urgent and that she needs to speak to you directly.
Chuck: Esi, the Feds have cleared the floor. They’re not even letting the Marshals see him, let alone you.
[ Esi talks to Dembe on Bud’s phone ]
Esi: I don’t care what you all want to believe or not. I’m telling you – Elizabeth Keen is on her way here now to murder Raymond Reddington.

[ Ressler talks to the Marshals ]
Ressler: No, that’s not what I’m saying. We’re not even confirming he’s here.
Marshal Gib Horn: I’m not asking you to confirm whether he’s here. I know he’s here, otherwise you wouldn’t have cleared the floor. What I’m asking is, is what JTTF [link] you work for?
[ A few steps away Cooper tries to reach DOJ’s Cynthia Panabaker ]
Cooper: [ On phone ] Then get her out of the meeting. I don’t care who she’s with. Tell her Harold Cooper has a mission request that’s urgent priority.
Ressler: The reason he can’t verify is because we’re off book.
Marshal Gib Horn: Well, somebody sure as hell calls the shots.
Cooper: [ To Horn ] Okay, I-I’ve got DOJ on the line. If you give me just a few minutes.
Marshal #2 to Marshal Horn: Deacon just spoke to Judge Wolf. Court order is in the works.
Cooper: Okay, hold on.
Marshal Horn: I’ll hold, until my court order comes through. Then we’re taking Reddington whether you like it or not.
[ Cynthia Panabaker finally is on the line ]
Cooper: Cynthia. It’s me. I need you to make a phone call.

[ Elevator bell dings. Chuck and Bud get out with Esi. Bud and Esi enter Red’s room where Dembe sits alongside Red, who is sleeping ]
Dembe: [ To Esi ] Talk to me.
Esi: She came to me, said she needed my help. Said she was gonna kill him.
Dembe: Elizabeth said this?
Esi: Yes. She sounded crazy. She said something about her mother, how he killed her, how she couldn’t let him get away with it.
Dembe: Okay. Calm down. There are police everywhere. He’s well-protected.
Esi: You don’t get it. She knows he’s here. She told me to come see you to get her his location.
Dembe: Elizabeth is coming here?
Bud: Come on. She’ll never even make it past the perimeter.
Dembe: Don’t underestimate Elizabeth. Get back downstairs.
[ Bud leaves ]
Dembe: Tell me exactly what she’s planning.
Esi: I don’t know, only that she wanted me to be her eyes, said she wanted me to give her his room number.
Dembe: Let me see your phone.
[ Dialing ] [ Liz answers. Dembe dials and holds the phone so Esi can talk to Liz while he listens in ]
Liz: Esi. Hey. What’s going on?
Esi: Liz, if you’re gonna do it, you gotta do it now.
Liz: Is it clear?
Esi: Yes. Just like you said. They cleared the floor. He’s in room 312. You gotta hurry.
Liz: I’m already in the building.
Esi: Liz, you gotta get here now.
Liz: I’m in the east stairwell, headed your way. Get out. Go. And, Esi – thank you.
[ Beep🔅]
Dembe: [ On phone ] Bud, Elizabeth is in the building. East stairwell. [ To Esi ] Do not leave his side.
[ Dembe leaves ] [ Door closes ]

[ Post Office ]
Ressler: [ On phone ] What do you mean? What requisition form?
Aram: From my desk. Liz used it to withdraw 16 ounces of Semtex from our requisition lockup at 10:42 this morning. Meaning–
Ressler: She’s coming for Reddington. Alright, Aram, get here now.
[ Cellphone Beeps🔅]
Ressler: Park, notify Cooper.
[ Dembe walks toward Ressler ]
Ressler: Keen’s coming for Reddington.
Dembe: I know. She’s in the building now.
Ressler: How do you know that?
Dembe: We need to move Raymond. He’s not safe.
[ Dembe heads down the stairwell ] [ Ressler calls Park ] [ Radio clicks ]
Ressler: Park, tell Cooper we need to mobilize the Medevac unit. We got to get Reddington out of here. Now.
Park: Why? What happened?
Ressler: Keen is in the building.

[ Gun drawn, Dembe rushes down the east stairwell, while Bud and Chuck rush up from below ]

[ Now alone with Red, Esi carefully removes the bomb assembly from her satchel and attaches it to the side of Red’s hospital bed ] [ Metal clinking ]
[ Red awakens, groggy ]
Esi: It’s okay. Go to sleep. It’s just a dream.
[ Ressler enters ]
Ressler: What’s going on? Who are you?
Esi: Esi Jackson. Dembe asked me to stay here with Mr. Reddington.
Ressler: Alright. You gotta go. It’s not safe.
[ Esi leaves ]
Ressler: [ On phone ] Park, where we on that Medevac?
Red: [ Sleepily ] No. Wait. She–
Ressler: You gotta go. Now.
[ Cooper walks down the hospital corridor ]
Cooper: [ On phone ] Agent Ressler. Pilot just arrived. Get Reddington to the helipad.
[ Red’s room ]
Ressler: Alright. Copy that. We’re on our way.
Red: [ Barely audible ] Donald–
[ Two male nurses enter and begin to prepare Red for Medevac. One notices the bomb ]
Nurse: What the hell’s that? Is that thing what I think it is?
Ressler: [ Yelling after Esi ] Hey! You–
[ Esi scurries away down the hall ]
Ressler: [ To the nurses ] Go. Now. Get out. Park, I need a bomb squad in unit 312 now.

[ Dembe runs down and Bud and Chuck run up the east stairwell until they run into each other ]
Chuck: Where is she?
Dembe: [ It dawns on him: ] She was never here.
[ Dembe turns around and starts running back up the stairs, followed by Chuck and Bud ]

[ Liz sits in her car ] [ Cellphone vibrates ]
[ A text comes across: “It’s done” ] [ Cellphone clicks shut ]
[ Liz fingers the detonator, slides a release button. She pauses, then presses the red detonate button ]
[ Beep🔅]
[ Red’s hospital room ]
[🔅Beeping🔅] [ A panel of lights 🚥 on the bomb starts flashing🚨🚨🚨] [🔅Beeping🔅]
Red: Donald, what–
[ Ressler grabs a chair and smashes⚡️the window ~ ⚡️Glass shatters⚡️] [🔅Beeping🔅intensifies ]
[ Ressler grabs the bomb and throws it out of the window ]
[💥🔥💥 EXPLOSION 💥🔥💥]
[ The bomb explodes outside the window with enough force to overturn Red’s hospital bed, fill the room with 💨 smoke💨 and send debris flying ]

[ Liz is back in her motel room, talking on her phone to Agnes ]
Liz: You finished all of them? Every worksheet? Oh, that’s fantastic, honey.
[ Knock on door ]
Liz: You want to know what else is fantastic? After today, Mommy’s not gonna have to leave for work ever again.
[ Liz looks through the peephole, then opens the door. Esi enters and sits on the bed ]
Esi: Okay, whatever’s going on at the hospital, that is some bull.
Liz: What a silly question, Agnes.
Esi: Wrap it up. We gotta talk.
Liz: [ To Agnes ] What do you think I’m gonna do? I’m gonna be with you. I just have to take care of one last thing, and then I’m coming to get you, okay? Goodbye, munchkin. Mama loves you very much.
[ Liz hangs up ]
Esi: “Munchkin” is right, because we are somewhere over some kind of rainbow.
Liz: What’d you find out?
Esi: Not a damn thing.
Liz: What do you mean? We heard the explosion.
Esi: What I mean is what I mean. I don’t know. I mean, I do know. He couldn’t have survived. But no one would confirm it. You know the whole “if a tree fell, did anyone hear it” thing? Well, this is like that.
Liz: Except this is a bomb, and people definitely heard it. Okay. Tell me again. Is there a possibility that anyone other than Reddington was hurt?
Esi: Not if your plan would have worked, but your agent friend–
Liz: Yeah, the agent you said went back into the room– Is there any way he made it out in time?
Esi: I don’t think so.
[ Liz looks distressed ]
Esi: I’m sorry. Was he a good friend?
[ Liz makes a call ] [ Beep🔅, dialing ] [ Line ringing, click ]
Aram: Hello.
Liz: Are you at the hospital?
Aram: Agent Keen.
Liz: Aram, are you there?
Aram: If by “there,” you mean at the scene of your crime? Yes. I’m there.
Liz: And Reddington, i-is he–
Aram: Do not ask me to bear witness to what you have done.
Liz: So – he’s dead.
Aram: I know about the requisition form, how you forged my signature. Thanks to you, I am a co-conspirator to attempted murder.
Liz: Did you say “attempted”?
Aram: I looked it up. I mean, I knew what it was, but I thought I would just, you know, double-check. I could go to jail for life. For each count.
Liz: Each count?
Aram: That is two life sentences, and with my luck, they won’t even be served concurrently.
Liz: Aram, listen to me. You got to tell me exactly what happened.
Aram: Mr. Reddington survived.
Liz: And Ressler?
Aram: The doctors are with him now.
Liz: But he’s gonna be okay? – Aram!
Aram: I was just thinking, um– next time I see you– you’ll be under arrest.
[ Cellphone Beeps🔅]
Liz: [ Sighs ]

[ Ressler sits shirtless on an examining table while the doctor checks him. He has bruises and cuts, but otherwise seems fine ]
Cooper: You saved Reddington’s life.
Ressler: Is that a compliment or a criticism?
Aram: And possibly the lives of everyone on this floor. I just– I can’t understand how Liz could’ve been okay with– with any of this.
Cooper: I don’t think she was. I think she knew full well the protocols that would kick into place would leave Reddington vulnerable, and I’m sure once forensics are run on the explosive device, it’ll indicate the blast radius was limited to Reddington’s room.
Aram: And that’s okay?
Cooper: Absolutely not. Just because I don’t believe she intended to hurt anyone else doesn’t mean I think it’s okay she tried to kill Reddington.
Ressler: What’s the prognosis, Doc?
Dr Dawson: Eh, some of the lacerations will require stitches, and I’ve ordered a CT scan to check for internal bleeding, but all things considered, I’d say you’re in miraculously good shape.
[ Agent Park walks in and looks at Ressler ]
Park: Huh. Pretty hot. [ To Cooper ] The Marshal wants a word.
Cooper: The warrant. If he got it, it’s over.
Aram: I think it’s over either way.

[ Cooper meets Marshal Gib Horn in the corridor ]
Cooper: I assume that’s your court order.
Marshal Horn: It should be.
Cooper: But?
Marshal Horn: But you’ve got some serious juice. A cease-and-desist order from the Deputy AG herself – and a gag order. My entire team’s gonna have to sign NDAs, make like this never happened.
Cooper: It’s nothing personal. I appreciate your needing to dot your I’s and cross your T’s. If I were in your position, I would have done the same.
Marshal Horn: But you’re not in my position. I’m here to arrest a criminal. You’re protecting him.
Cooper: Our task force does good work.
Marshal Horn: I’m sure you do. Sometimes. But what that order tells me is that you’ve got a tiger by the tail, and that means for every job well done, there’s a corner that gets cut, a rule that gets bent, an I that doesn’t get dotted, a T that doesn’t get crossed. And – nothing personal – but if I was you, I couldn’t live with myself.

[ Liz looks out the window of the motel room ]
Esi: Well, this sure worked out. Now we’ve got Reddington after us and the FBI.
Liz: It’s gonna be okay.
Esi: Really? How? Because this, right here, this is about as not okay as I’ve ever felt.
Liz: 86 bodies.
Esi: What?
Liz: A few years ago, Reddington’s cleaner unearthed the bodies of 86 people he’d killed. Handed them over to the FBI. Evidence of 86 murders. And he’s still out there. I’ve seen how he does it. Stays one step ahead. I know how he does it. And we can do it, too.
[ Cellphone speed-dialing ]
[ Red’s new hospital room. Red is bruised but otherwise survived the blast ]
[ Line ringing ]
Liz: Dembe, it’s me. Put him on.
Red: Admit it. When you thought I was gone, you realized how dull life would be without me.
Liz: If by “dull”, you mean normal, then, yes. And it was very peaceful.
Red: What do you want?
Liz: I want to thank you. You told me to think like a criminal, and now I am one. You prepared me for this. Maybe because you knew it was inevitable, but because you did, I’m ready and I’m coming for you.
Red: That would be such a mistake.
Liz: I don’t think so. You’re sick, you’re old. You’re an easy target.
Red: [ Chuckles ] Yes, I have my liabilities. But then, of course, I have so many assets.
Liz: Well, I have something you’ll never have.
Red: And what is that?
Liz: I’m willing to kill you. You don’t have it in you to kill me, and you never will, and that’s why I’m gonna win.
Red: What a terrible waste of your life.
Liz: Maybe. But it’s my life. [ Beep🔅]

[ Liz knocks ] [ Ressler opens his door ]
Ressler: Keen.
Liz: Are you okay?
Ressler: You shouldn’t be here.
Liz: I spoke to Aram, and when he told me you’d been hurt–
Ressler: You know we’re gonna have to come after you, right?
Liz: When I thought you wouldn’t make it–
[ Liz moves to hug Ressler but touches his sore back ]
Ressler: Ouch.
Liz: I’m sorry.
[ Liz backs away ]
Ressler: Well, you should be. You nearly killed me.
Liz: I know. And when I thought I had – [ Sniffles ] – nothing else mattered. I’m a fugitive again– and you have to come for me, but before you do, before I start running – I need a rest. Even if it’s just for one night. Will you let me do that?
[ Ressler lets her in ] [ Door closes ]

[ Red’s hospital room ] [ Monitor 🔅Beeping🔅 ] [ Red has dozed off sitting upright in a chair next to the bed ]
[ Knock on door ] [ Red wakes ]
[ Dembe opens the door ] [ Cooper enters ] [ Door closes ]
Cooper: I need help. About what happened with Katarina. Help me understand why you did it.
Red: The truth is, after all these years, I’m not sure I– understand all of it myself. Harold, um–
[ Cooper takes a seat ]
Cooper: I know how you feel about Elizabeth. Yet – you killed her mother. How could you do that to someone you love? What you did to her, what you did to – Katarina, I don’t think Elizabeth will ever forgive you for it.
Red: She might. Some day. But before then [ haltingly ] – I fear she may – do something that – she can never recover from. And of all the tragedies that you and I have experienced together, that would be the most tragic. We have to do– do everything in our power to prevent that from happening.
Cooper: I agree. Good. But– how do we even start?
Red: By putting Elizabeth Keen at the top of the Blacklist.

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🔴 Script 8:4 Elizabeth Keen (№ 1)

Program air date: 1/29/2021 in the US
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Director: Cort Hessler
Written by: Sean Hennen



Brief (Where we’re at): Red has put Liz “at the top of the Blacklist,” out of “fear she may – do something that – she can never recover from.” That’s because she tried – twice – to blow him up using 16 ounces of Semtex, a military-grade plastic explosive she procured from the FBI supply by forging Aram’s signature on a requisition form.

Liz is on a rampage after witnessing Red shoot her mother, Katarina Rostova. Katarina recorded her final discussion with Red on a phone message to Liz, which also identified Red (albeit crypticallly) as N-13, the elusive operative sought by numerous international intelligence agencies. Red had let the world think that Katarina was N-13, which resulted in a price being put on her head by the Townsend Organization. This means Red is likely in possession of a blackmail file, the Sikorsky Achive. As long as Townsend thought Katarina had it, it meant they would be looking for Katarina and not for Red. Once Katarina knew that N-13 was Red, he killed her to keep the secret. Liz played parts of the recording first for Cooper and then for Red; it’s unclear if she played for them the part about N-13. However, Red must know that the recording includes that tidbit of information which may provide a clue to his true identity.

Liz’s mission now is revenge. First she rigged the bomb to explode when Red opened the door of her car, but he was saved when he broke down in a fit of bloody coughing and had to be rushed to a public emergency room to save his life from the mysterious disease ailing him. When her first attempt to kill Red didn’t work, Liz enlisted Esi Jackson, who had once helped Liz search for Red’s friend Ilya Koslov but had been intercepted by Red and compelled to work for him. Liz convinced Esi that Red would end up killing her when Esi was no longer of use to him. So, cashing in on the confidence Dembe had in her, Esi (and Liz) created a distraction that gave Esi the opportunity to attach the bomb to Red’s bed. Only luck and quick thinking by Ressler saved Red’s life. Ressler smashed a window and threw the bomb outside. It exploded, overturning Red’s hospital bed and injuring both Red and Ressler, but not seriously. But Esi didn’t know that and reported back to Liz that both might be dead. Liz became emotional at the thought she might have killed Ressler.

After gleaning from Aram that Red had survived, she called Red to tell him “You don’t have it in you to kill me, and you never will, and that’s why I’m gonna win.” Later, she showed up at Ressler’s apartment and was relieved to find him battered but alive:

Liz: I’m sorry.
Ressler: Well, you should be. You nearly killed me.
Liz: I know. And when I thought I had – [ Sniffles ] – nothing else mattered. I’m a fugitive again– and you have to come for me, but before you do, before I start running – I need a rest. Even if it’s just for one night. Will you let me do that?
[ Ressler lets her in ]


⭕ Script 8:4 Elizabeth. Keen (№ 1)


[ Flashback: ]
[ Liz appears at Ressler’s apartment to check on how he came through the blast that she arranged in her attempt to kill Red. She also has a request: ]
Liz: Before I start running, I need a rest. Even if it’s just for one night.

[ Liz rides in the back of a car, remembering the night before ]

[ Flashback: ]
[ Liz and Ressler kiss passionately and then make love, taking care on account of Ressler’s injured back ]

[ In the car, Liz smiles dreamily. Her reflections continue ]

[ Flashback: ]
[ It’s morning. Ressler, still bandaged, wakes up to find Liz is dressed, but is looking around for something ]
Ressler: You know how this ends.
Liz: I can’t find my sock.
Ressler: We’re gonna try and stop you.
Liz: It’s purple with little unicorns on it. Agnes thinks unicorns are good luck.
Ressler: Unicorn socks to protect against Reddington.
Liz: You got any better ideas?
Ressler: Yeah. Don’t go after him.
[ Ressler finds the sock by the pillow and hands it to her ]
Liz: Thanks for letting me stay.

[ Liz calls Esi Jackson ] [ Cellphone dialing ] [ Line rings ]
Liz: I’m texting you an address. Meet me there as soon as you can.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]

[ At the address Liz texted to Esi ]
Liz: A few years ago, I found out my husband was living a double life.
[ Doors open, revealing a large screen surveillance system monitoring the streets around the flat ]
Esi: Whoa.
Liz: Yeah. He had secrets. Lots of them. Including this apartment.
[ Liz pulls down a heavy duffle bag ] [ Groans ] [ She removes two large packets of bills and offers them to Esi ]
Liz: I thought maybe we could find something here that could help you out a little bit.
Esi: Me?
Liz: Yeah. It’s not much, but it’ll get you out of the city.
[ Liz offers Esi the entire duffle ]
Liz: Go on, take it. I’ve already gotten you into enough trouble.
Esi: You do know we are gonna need more than that.
[ Liz plops the duffel down on the table. She acknowledges Esi’s offer to continue working together ]
Liz: We’re gonna need more of everything. Money. Weapons. People.
Esi: Do you have anybody in mind?
Liz: I have a list. First, I – we – Call everyone on it, and then we get my daughter.
[ Esi sees armed men streaming toward the apartment on the surveillance system ]
Esi: We’ve been made.
[ Liz suddenly sees, hanging on a chain, the washer Tom had used in lieu of an engagement ring to propose to her ]

[ Flashback: ]
[ Tom kneels down in front of then-blonde Liz. Chuckling, he slips the washer onto her finger ]
Tom: Elizabeth Keen, will you marry me?
[ She beams at him ]

Esi: Liz. We got to go. Now.
[ Liz grabs the keepsake and they leave in a rush ]

[ The unidentified armed men break into the apartment and search ]
— Clear.
[ Outside, Liz smashes the window of a vehicle ] [✨Glass shatters✨]
[ Engine starts ] [⚡️Tires screech⚡️]
[ Dembe enters the flat, followed by Red ]
Dembe: We’re too late.
[ Red looks at the live feed of the garage and sees the pile of shattered glass from the broken car window. He shakes his head ]

[ Cooper’s office ]
Cooper: I just spoke with Reddington. He says Keen just left a Kalorama address in a Ford Bronco. I want a BOLO on the car, not on Keen.
Aram: And when the cops find her in it?
Ressler: We’ll do what we can to protect her.
Agent Alina Park: Did she protect you when Reddington was in the hospital? She planted a bomb that nearly killed you.
Ressler: So it’s okay to protect an actual killer like Reddington, but not one of our own? Look, what Keen almost did once is nothing compared to what Reddington does on a daily basis.
Aram: And yet, he put her name on the Blacklist.
Cooper: Reddington wants her found, not hurt. But given her overwhelming desire to hurt him, I don’t know that she’ll leave him any choice. Which is why we have to find her first.
Park: I’ll put out the BOLO.
Cooper: Before you do, I want to say one more thing. As fond as we are of Agent Keen, I believe she’s equally fond of us. Given that, it wouldn’t surprise me if she were to reach out, solicit our help to find Reddington. If and when she does that, I know how tempting it’ll be to give her the help that she needs, but that would be a mistake. It would make matters worse for her, not better. So if she does call or show up on your doorstep, I need to know. Now Park, get on the BOLO. Aram, Ressler – Put eyes on Agnes. We may not know where Agent Keen is, but we do know she’s in the city, and she’s not gonna leave it without her daughter.

[ Liz find Red’s computer whiz kid, Tadashi Ito, working at a laptop at a table in a busy food court ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Tadashi: Liz, hi! What are you doing here?
Liz: I don’t have much time, Tadashi, so I’m gonna get to the point. I want you to come and work for me.
Tadashi: Thanks, but I already have a job. It’s got a great health plan. As long as I do it well, Mr. Reddington won’t kill me.
Liz: Reddington is dying. He’ll deny it, but it’s true. And when he’s gone, I’ll be in a position to give you all the work you’ll ever need because I’m getting everything. Call Marvin Gerard, he’ll confirm it. One more thing.
[ Liz shows Tadashi a list ]
Liz: These are all of Reddington’s associates that I’m aware of. I need their phone numbers.
Tadashi: I’m sorry, but I don’t have them.
Liz: I know. But you can hack them.

[ Tadashi sits next to Red in the back of his car ]
Tadashi: She said you were sick. Like pushing daisies sick.
Red: Aspirants are all the same. A little bit desperate, irrational, always impatient– They never wait for the body to cool.
Tadashi: I told her I was with you hot or cold, but since you mention it, are you, you know, cooling?
Red: Like a lion in winter I am both diminished and dangerous – As anyone who offers to help Elizabeth will quickly find out.
Tadashi: [ Breathes sharply ] Exactly how would you define help? Because she had this list–

[ Liz makes some phone calls … ]
Liz: I know it’s a shock, but it’s true.
Max Ruddiger, Red’s explosives expert: Raymond is a traitor?
Liz: A Russian spy codenamed N-13. He’s been playing us for years.
[ Max’s phone beeps🔅]
Max: One sec. Sorry. [ Line beeps🔅] Hello?
Red: Ruddiger, have you spoken with Elizabeth Keen?
Max: Yeah. I’m on with her right now. She says you’re a traitor. Not sure to which country.
Red: Ruddiger, please. I’m loyal to principle, not country. And the first principle I’m loyal to is loyalty. Do I have yours?
Heddie: Now hold on, you gotta back up. Say that again for me.
Liz: He cut a deal.
Heddie: Yeah, a deal. What are you talking about? A deal with who?
Liz: With the FBI.
[ The next call is to Mr Brimley, Red’s creative torture impresario, who is brushing a horned goat🐏 ]
Brimley: Are you telling me that son of a bitch is a snitch?
Liz: Yep. Which is why I want you to come and work for me.
Brimley: I’ll tell you who I won’t work for, and it’s that turncoat, that quisling, that– [ Phone beeps🔅] Hold that thought. Cellphone beeps🔅] [ Goat🐏bleats ] Someone’s ears were burning?
Red: You’ve spoken with Elizabeth.
Brimley: Pardon my French, but what a Yenta!
Liz: I can hear you both.
Red: Spreading rumors, are we?
Liz: Telling truths.
Brimley: Oy oy oy. I think I hit conference instead of call waiting.
Red: Who’s next on your list?
Liz: Wouldn’t you like to know?
Liz: He’s the past, Morgan. I’m the future– [ *Click* ]
[ One by one, Liz is crossing names off her list ]
Liz: That’s right, Tony, he works for Moscow.
Liz: Sure, Glen, I’ll hold. …
Liz: No, no, no, Chuck, before you take the other call, just hear me out. I mean– Chuck?
[ Liz sighs ] [ The last name has been crossed off ]

[ Red and Dembe are in the industrial kitchen of one of Red’s properties ]
Dembe: I got a message from our friend in the East. He wants to meet.
Red: He won’t be easily appeased. Put him off for the moment. I’m fighting a war on one front. I’m not sure I have the strength to fight it on two.
[ Cellphone buttons clicking ]

[ Aram and Ressler walk together in the hall of the apartment building where Liz’s friend, Merritt Marks, has been taking care of Agnes ]
Aram: So you’re saying you wouldn’t tell Mr. Cooper.
Ressler: I’m saying it depends.
Aram: Depends on what?
Ressler: I’m just saying, if she did reach out to you, if you actually saw her, you might think differently.
Aram: Did she reach out to you?
Ressler: No, she didn’t. But if she did– I’m just saying it might make a difference.
[ Knock on door ] [ Door creaks lightly and opens ]
Merritt Marks: Can I help you?
Ressler: Mrs. Marks? [ Holds up badge ] We’re with the FBI. We work with Elizabeth Keen.
Merritt: Is everything alright?
Aram: We understand you’re looking after her daughter. Has she arranged a time to pick her up?

[ Red’s kitchen. As a treatment for his mysterious disease, Red is preparing a mix of pills from the 10 or so bottles of prescription medications arrayed in front of him ]
[ Door opens; Dembe enters ]
Red: In the old days, drug cocktails were decidedly more appealing.
Dembe: I spoke to our friend in the East.
Red: Ah. Thank you. That’s a relief.
Dembe: He expects you in Moscow the day after tomorrow. And it gets worse.
Red: Worse than Moscow at this time of year– at any time of year?
[ Pills rattle ] [ Red takes the meds with a glass of water ]
Red: Mmm. Oh! [ Glass taps lightly ]
[ Dembe hand Red a large manila folder. Red pulls out a thick folder with a large seal printed on the front: “Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence: House of Representatives
Red: Ah, well. Looks like the second front has officially engaged.

[ Liz and Esi sit in Liz’s parked car ]
Esi: No one said yes?
Liz: Not even an “I’ll think about it.”
Esi: Is there anyone else?
Liz: There is one other person, and he’s worth more than everyone on this list combined. If I could get him, we’d have a fighting chance.
Esi: Who’s that?
Liz: Marvin Gerard. Reddington’s lawyer. He may not know where all the bodies are buried, but I think he knows where a lot of the money is kept.
Esi: You got to assume Reddington’s already contacted him.
Liz: Which is why I need to talk to him in person. I need you to follow him and tell me when he’s somewhere safe to talk. Meanwhile, I’m gonna make arrangements to pick up Agnes. I can’t believe they pledged their lives, fortunes, and not-so-sacred honor to a traitorous sociopath. Are they all really that scared?
Esi: It’s fear.
Liz: Take this burner. It’s clean. Call me when you find a safe location.
Esi: About Agnes? Be careful. You know they’re gonna be watching her.
Liz: [ Whispering ] Yeah.

[ Red is riding in his Mercedes, talking on the phone ]
Cooper: [On phone] We found the Bronco. Abandoned in a parking garage.
Red: Have you gone outside the Task Force for help on this?
Cooper: We can clean up our own mess.
Red: Evidence would suggest otherwise, Harold.
Cooper: Broadcasting her fugitive status would ruin any chance Elizabeth has of putting this genie back in a bottle.
Red: Is she the genie or am I the genie? I’m confused.
Cooper: You know what I find confusing? The tape Elizabeth played me of you and Katarina where she accuses you of being a Russian spy.
Red: Oh, by all means, Harold, let’s take what Brunhilda says on that tape as gospel.
Cooper: N-13. What does that mean to you?
Red: It means you need to get your priorities straight. You picked up the telephone and now we’re talking. When was the last time you talked with Agent Keen? Elizabeth Keen is your target. Not me.
[ Phone clicks shut ]
[ Red points toward a man walking on the sidewalk ]
Red: There he is.
[ Dembe pulls over ] [ Red motions to the man to get in, which he does ] [ Horns honk in distance ] [ The man’s name is Rakitin ]
Red: I’m not an errand boy. I won’t be ordered about.
Rakitin: Our friend has concerns about Keen.
Red: Elizabeth Keen is not to be touched. I accept our friend’s concern, nothing more.
Rakitin: You’re familiar with Scuti Global?
Red: Of course. Scuti Global It’s become quite the profit center.
Rakitin: Which it will continue to be as long as I have their trust.
Red: [ Chuckling ] And you’re a little concerned that trust may be broken now that your name has surfaced as part of this House Intelligence Committee investigation.
Rakitin: Before you go to Moscow, we’d like you to make this go away.
Red: I see. So I came here to be interrogated and solicited.
Rakitin: I like to think you came here to do the right thing.
Red: [ Laughs ]

[ Merritt Marks drops Agnes off at her ballet lesson ]
Merritt: Oh! Alright. So, go and change. And I’ll be right in.
[ Agnes runs off ] [ Door closes ]
[ Ressler and Aram walk up behind Merritt ]
Merritt: Is this really necessary?
Ressler: Well, you said that Liz didn’t tell you when she was gonna come and pick up Agnes, so we have to assume that she could pick her up anytime.
Merritt: So you’re just gonna follow us everywhere we go?
Aram: We don’t want to frighten Agnes, but we have to find Liz.
Merritt: So you can take her away from her daughter?
Aram: That’s the last thing we want.
Merritt: Then promise me you won’t.
[ No response ]
Merritt: [ Scoffs ]
[ Merritt walks into the changing room to get Agnes. She sees Agnes’s shoes behind the drapes of a changing stall ]
Merritt: Hey, girl. Need any help?
[ Merritt opens the drapes. Standing behind Agnes is Liz ]
Merritt: What are you doing here?
Liz: Just admiring my beautiful girl.
Merritt: There are agents in the lobby.
Agnes: I already told her.
Liz: How about you go to class and I’ll tell Merritt about our plan, okay?
Agnes: Okay, Mommy. See you tonight?
Liz: Yes, you will. I can’t wait. [ Hug ]
[ Agnes scampers away]
Merritt: Your plan? What plan?
[ Liz’s cellphone chimes ✨ ] [ A text from Esi reads: “Eyes on Gerard. Lou’s Diner” with an address ]
Liz: [To Merritt ]You’re working the night shift at the hospital tonight, right?
Merritt: Liz, the FBI is following me.
Liz: Not anymore. Not if you do exactly as I say. Now, listen carefully.

[ Lou’s Diner ] [ Birds chirping ]
[ Inside the restaurant, Marvin Gerard sits in a booth across from Skip Hadley, discussing accounts Skip has prepared on an electronic tablet ]
Marvin: Even if Reddington liked you, which I suspect he doesn’t. And even if he trusted you, which I am positive he doesn’t, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill you if you showed him this.
Skip: I thought you wanted me to organize the accounts.
Marvin: I did. But digitally? He insists on analog accounting. A book. A ledger. Something offline.
[ Liz walks up ]
Liz: Marvin.
Marvin: The answer is no.
Liz: [ To Skip ] Hi. I’m Liz.
Skip: Skip. I know who you are. Sort of a legend around the office.
Marvin: I know who you approached.
Liz: Mm.
Marvin: Brimley. Heddie. Ruddiger. Morgan and Chuck. And I also know that they all turned you down.
Liz: They turned me down because they don’t know the truth. You do. You know he’s sick. You know that when he’s gone I’ll be in power because you wrote the will.
Marvin: That’s right. You wait, you get everything. So wait.
Liz: I can’t.
Marvin: Why, because he killed your mother? You’re declaring war to defend the honor of a woman who abandoned you as a child and murdered your grandfather.
Liz: If you help me, you write your own ticket. We’ll be partners. 50/50. I could make you ridiculously rich.
Marvin: Red’s my friend.
Liz: Sure, if you can help him out. But if you can’t, you’re out. He’s not loyal, he’s transactional. You really think if he were sitting where you are now, knowing that the balance of power was shifting in my direction, he would really choose you over me?
[ Cup thumps lightly ]
Skip: Maybe you should think about it.
Marvin: Law review at Yale. Moron.
Liz: He seems pretty smart to me.
Marvin: Alright. I’ll think about it.

[ Lock disengages, door creaks ] [ Door creaks ] [ Lock clicks ] [ Keys jingle ]
[ Guinevere Claflin has arrived home from work ] [ She puts her purse down near a shelf of romance novels by Danielle Steel and hangs up her coat ]
Guinevere: [ Sighs ]
[ A man comes up behind Guinevere carrying a moving box ]
Guinevere: [ Gasps ] Who are you? What are you doing here?!
[ Red appears with a vinyl garment bag of dresses from Guinevere’s closet ]
Red: Getting you ready for the big move.
Guinevere: I’m calling the police.
Red: To say what– A group of strangers made all your dreams come true?
[ Tadashi Ito appears with a set of decorator pillows featuring Raphael’s “Two Cherubs” ]
Tadashi: Hey. Is this making the move?
Red: Heaven forbid. Tadashi, say hello to Guinevere.
Tadashi: Hi. Personally, I like a good cherub.
Red: Taste aside, Tadashi will make the task ahead of you quick and easy.
Guinevere: The task. What task?
Red: Erasing certain information from the computer server of the House Committee on Intelligence. Tadashi has a skillset and, as counsel, you have the access. As I said, quick and easy.
Guinevere: What makes you think I would do something like that?
Red: Danielle Steel. You have 16 hardcovers. No one has that many romance novels and wants to live alone in Cleveland Park.
Guinevere: And if I say no?
Red: Keep up, Gwen. Tomorrow you’ll go to work as usual, except that when you’re alone and the moment provides, you’ll contact Tadashi who will walk you through the steps of inserting the thumb drive into the server which will contaminate and eliminate the data on said server.
Guinevere: Absolutely not. I would be fired. I would go to prison for treason.
Red: Not if it was a mistake.
Tadashi: The malware kit’s designed to mimic liquid contamination, a leak in the gasket around the head assembly and corrosion on the platter surface.
Red: You’ll spill a cup of coffee to cover our tracks.
Guinevere: And I’d be fired.
Red: Yes. Walking out of your old life and into your better life.
[ Red hands Guinevere a real estate pamphlet on “Kauai Coastal” ]
Red: Go on, have a look. I guarantee it’s a plot twist worthy of “Passion’s Promise.”
Guinevere: What is it?
Red: A home on a beach. Money in the bank. A happy ending to your story. If you’re smart enough to take it.
[ Guinevere hands the material back ] [ Paper rustles ]
Guinevere: Please leave.
Red: Guinevere, Tadashi tells me you’re something of a scofflaw. He says you haven’t paid all your taxes. Some, but not all.
Guinevere: [ Gasps ]
Red: Not even close to all in– What?
Tadashi: Four years federal, three state.
Guinevere: My mother is sick. She doesn’t have insurance.
Red: Listen, don’t get me wrong. I couldn’t be more understanding and supportive of a righteous tax dodge– Or not righteous [ Chuckling ] for that matter. But I doubt the FBI will share my sympathies, which is why I suggest you carry out the task ahead. What do you say? Comedy or tragedy? How this story ends is entirely up to you.

[ It’s dark. A blue compact car pulls up and parks. A woman with long wavy dark hair wearing Liz’s signature knit cap and boots walks toward the car. Merritt Marks gets out of the car with Agnes ] [ Suddenly, two police vehicles appear, sirens wailing and 🚨lights flashing🚨 ] [ ⚡️Tires screech⚡️ ] [ Aram and Ressler jump out ]
Aram: Liz! Liz, I’m sorry. Liz, it’s over.
[ Vehicle doors closing ] [ Radio chatter ]
[ The woman turns around; it’s not Liz, but a look-alike ]
Ressler: Who are you? Where’s Keen?
Woman: I don’t know. I swear. A woman, she paid me to wear this hat and approach the car.
Merritt: [ Whispering to Agnes ] It’s okay.
[ Liz peers out at the scene from behind a tree ]
Ressler: [ To police ] Fan out. Scan vehicles, scan faces, coordinate with the hospital security.
Liz isn’t here, but her daughter still is. She’s gotta be close by.
[ Aram gets down and tries to make Agnes comfortable ]
Aram: Agnes. My name is Aram. I don’t know if you remember me, but, um, I have known you since you were born. In fact, I was at your christening. You couldn’t have even been a– a few months old, so if you did remember me that would be, like, super cool, or– or weird probably.
Agnes: [ Giggles ]
Aram: But, anyway, what I remember, that you– you are incredibly brave, which came as no surprise since your mom is just about the bravest person I’ve ever known.
[ Agnes smiles ] [ Radio chatter ] [ Insects chirping ] [ Horn honks in distance ]
Liz: [ Breathes deeply ]
[ Dialing ] [ Line ringing ]
Liz: Ressler. I need my girl.
Ressler: And she needs you.
Liz: So let me have her.
Ressler: She’s coming to the post office with us. CFSA has already been notified.
Liz: She doesn’t need a social worker. She needs her mother.
Ressler: What, on the run? As a fugitive. Is that what you really want for her?
Liz: My mother abandoned me when she was a fugitive. I’m not gonna make that same mistake.
[ At a distance, the Liz look-alike is being questioned ]
Officer: Allison?
Woman: Yeah.
Ressler: Hey.
Liz: Yeah?
Ressler: Why’d you call?
Liz: I don’t know. I guess– because every time we say goodbye, I’m afraid we might actually mean it.
[ Cellphones beep🔅🔅]

[ A train pulls in to a station ]
[ Al Hazan’s ♪ “Long as I Have You” (feat. Myrna Rowlands) plays ]
[ Liz sits inside the train station, fingering the washer Tom gave her as an engagement ring, which she now is wearing on its chain as a necklace ]

♪ I won’t care, I won’t cry
If you’re there, I’ll get by
I won’t care
Long as I
Long as I have you ♪

[ Woman speaking indistinctly on P.A. ]

♪ And if the sky should shatter and fall ♪

[ Esi walks over with two cups and hands one to Liz. She sits down ]
Esi: You gonna tell me about it? The washer.
Liz: Oh.
Esi: Back at the apartment. We nearly got caught because of it. I think you owe me an explanation.
Liz: It’s my engagement ring.
[ Woman on P.A.: Attention, Metro travelers– ]
Liz: Tom used to have this boat he was always tinkering with, you know, repairing. And one day he just pulled this out of his tool box and got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.
Esi: How sweet.

♪ So let the oceans all turn to sand ♪

Liz: He was – much better at this than I am. He never would have let Agnes get taken into custody.
Esi: You know what you got to do.

♪ I won’t care, I won’t cry ♪

Liz: Yeah.

♪ If you’re there, I’ll get by ♪

Liz: I wish he would have gotten to know her. Seen the person she’s becoming.

♪ Long as I have you ♪

[ Woman on P.A.: Attention, passengers. The escalator– ]
Esi: Come on. It’s time.

♪ Long as I, long as I have you ♪

Liz: Okay.
[ Liz follows Esi up the elevator ]

[ Guinevere Claflin has decided to go along with Red’s plan to erase the server containing the report of the House Select Committee on Intelligence. She enters her office early in the morning with a cup of coffee. She has a comms link with Tadashi Ito ]
Guinevere: Okay. [ Sighs ] How long is this gonna take?
Tadashi: On average, I’d say two hours.
Guinevere: Two hours?
[ Keys clacking ]
Guinevere: People will be here by then.
Tadashi: You know the Gutman Data Sanitizing Algorithm? No? Nothing? Anyway, I used a keylogger to gain access to it, tweaked a few lines of code and as a result this baby should be sanitized right about – now.
Guinevere: Do you even know what was on those files you just erased?
Tadashi: Me? No. My boss and I are strictly don’t ask, don’t tell. Okay, we’re clear. Pull the thumb drive and cue the coffee. Hey. Question. You ever have AOC sightings? That’d be so cool.
[ Guinevere pours the coffee ]
Guinevere: I can’t believe I’m doing this. Okay, I’m hanging up now. I got to go. I’m about to be fired.

[ Red takes a seat in Cooper’s office ]
Red: What’s happening with her daughter?
Cooper: Elizabeth has walked away from her. I never thought she would. I was mistaken.
[ Aram takes on the task of keeping Agnes occupied ]
Aram: Okay, while the grownups figure out all the boring grownup stuff, you and I are going to play a paper airplane contest. Sound good?
Agnes: I suppose.
Aram: You suppose? You suppose? [ Enthusiastically: ] There’s no supposing. The goal is to figure out who can fly the most paper airplanes into that garbage can. You do know how to make a paper airplane, right?
[ Agnes shakes her head “no” ]
Aram: Okay. That’s alright. I’ll make them. You fly them. Sound good?
[ Ressler gets off the elevator ]
Aram: Here we go. Okay.
[ Aram begins folding paper airplanes ]

[ Ressler’s cellphone chimes✨] [ It’s a text message from Liz with a shopping list of foods Agnes likes and her favorite tv shows ]
[ Phone rings ] [ Beeps🔅]
Ressler: Ressler.
Liz: How is she?
Ressler: This text. It’s from you.
Liz: Is she okay?
Ressler: Sure looks like it. [ Chuckling ] Her and Aram are making a mess of the office.
[ Liz is calling from the train station ]
Liz: I got Marvin Gerard to turn. So I have the resources I need to get out.
[ A voice on the P.A. is heard in the background ]
Ressler: What about Agnes?
Liz: You were right. Being on the run is no place for her.
Ressler: And the mistake your mother made?
Liz: I guess I’m more like her than I care to admit.
Ressler: So these lists of TV shows and food– They’re what Agnes likes.
Liz: And the address is a self-storage unit. There’s a locker there with her favorite clothes and books.
Ressler: She’s gonna be okay.
Liz: Promise?
Ressler: I do. Until you’re back, she’s gonna have lots of doting uncles.
[⚡️Train brakes screech⚡️]
Liz: I got to go.
Ressler: No, you don’t.
Liz: I do. And this time I have to mean it.
[ Cellphones beep🔅🔅]
[ Ressler knocks on the glass by Aram’s workstation, beckoning Aram ]
Aram: Oh. [ To Agnes ] I’ll be right back.
[ Aram walks over to Ressler ]
Aram: What’s up?
Ressler: Keen called me. I couldn’t run a trace, but I did record it.
Aram: Liz called you?
Ressler: Look, I don’t know from where, but there were some muffled sounds in the background. I need you to enhance the audio.
Aram: Okay. I may not be able to beat a 6-year-old in a paper plane contest – Seriously, she’s destroying me, she’s like a- she’s like a mini Chuck Yeager – But I do know that when you say “Keen called me” what you’re really saying is “Keen called me again.”
Ressler: Look, I know what Cooper said–
Aram: He didn’t “say,” he ordered.
Ressler: Yeah, but I told you, if you saw her you’d think differently.
Aram: You saw her?! When? Where? Was it at your apartment? Please. Please tell me it wasn’t at your apartment. Was it at your apartment?
[ Ressler gives Aram his cellphone ]
Ressler: [ Sternly ] The audio. Enhance it.

[ Cooper’s office. Red is still there. Ressler and Aram enter ]
Ressler: We know where Keen is.
Aram: The Silver Spring train station.
Ressler: She called me to ask about Agnes. There was noise in the background. Aram was able to enhance it.
[ Ressler plays the enhanced audio: ]

Woman on P.A.: – now arriving on Track One, the Blue Ridge, en route to Washington, this is the Silver Spring stop.

Cooper: I’ll inform Montgomery County PD. You get a TAC team and roll out.
Red: Any fingers crossed, Donald? Toes?
Ressler: [ Annoyed ] What’s got your goat?
Red: It’s not a goat, it’s a wild goose. The one I fear you have us all chasing.
Ressler: Now, what’s that supposed to mean?
Red: You’re a good agent. But I wonder if maybe you’re an even better friend.
Ressler: You think I’m helping her. I mean, that this is some sort of a trick, a false lead to draw us one way while she goes the other.
Red: I think it’s a possibility.
Ressler: [ Chuckles ] That’s rich coming from you. When the only reason she may get away is because she turned one of your people. Marvin Gerard’s giving her all the resources she needs.
Red: Elizabeth told you that?
Ressler: She did. And I believe her.
Red: I believe you do. That’s what worries me.
[ Red walks past Ressler and leaves ]
[ Cooper motions for Aram to close the office door ]
Cooper: Well?
Aram: Well what?
Cooper: Is there anything to it?
Ressler: Well, she trusts me. And that’s not a problem. I mean, it’s why we have a lead.
Cooper: Has there been other contact?
Ressler: Well, she called me twice, and, um, she came to my apartment.
Aram: [ Quietly ] Called it.
Cooper: We’ll talk about this when we get back from the station.
Ressler: What do you mean “we”?
Cooper: This is clearly complicated. For all of us. If this is a chance to apprehend Elizabeth, it appears we may need to give each other the strength to do it.

[ The Silver Spring Maryland train station ]
Woman on P.A.: Please allow passengers to exit the train before you board.
[ aYia’s ♪ “Ruins” (feat. Ásta Fanney Sigurðardóttir) plays ]

♪ Boat by lake I fleet it down
Down to the ruin ♪

[ Cooper, Ressler and Park search the train station for Liz, but come up short ]
Park: She’s gone.
Cooper: You saw the security feeds?
Park: She was here for over an hour. Along with Esi Jackson.
Ressler: But the train’s still here. Maybe they’re already on it.
Park: Liz didn’t get on. The feeds show her leaving the station.
Ressler: When?
Park: What time did she call you?
Ressler: 11:33.
Park: Two minutes later, she walked out the front door.
Ressler: Why would she come to train station and not get on a train?

♪ Way down ♪

[ Cooper looks at his phone ]
Cooper: Oh, my God.
Park: What?
[ Cooper turns to leave. Park and Ressler follow ]

[ The Post Office. Aram is holding a stopwatch ]
[ Beeps🔅]
Aram: 30 seconds. Halfway to a new world record.
[ Agnes is walking from one pile of papers on the floor to another ]
Aram: Can she go all the way without putting a toe on the floor?
[ Cellphone ringing ]

♪ Woul way down ♪

[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Aram: Mr. Cooper, did you find her?
Cooper: [ On phone ] No. The train was a diversion.
Aram: A diversion from what? Why would she want you to go there?
Cooper: So she could get her daughter.
Aram: But her daughter’s right here.
Cooper: Yes. And Agent Keen just swiped into the Post Office.
[ Elevator door opens. It’s Liz ]
Agnes: Mommy!
[ Agnes runs to Liz who lifts her up and hugs her ]
Aram: I’ll have to call you back.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Liz: [ Laughs ] Oh, look at you. Oh, my gosh, you busy bee.
Agnes: I got all the way across without touching the floor.
Liz: All the way?
Aram: [ Seriously ] A new world record.
Liz: We got to go, honey.
Aram: Can I try it one more time?
Liz: I’m afraid not, honey. Go get your shoes on, okay? Go on.
[ Agnes prances off ]
Liz: [ To Aram ] I saw you in the parking lot. The way you talked to her. And now this – thank you.
Aram: I didn’t do it for you.
Liz: I have to take her now.
[ Liz pulls back her jacket to show her gun ]
Liz: And you have to let us go.
Aram: Who are you?
Liz: You know who I am and why I have to do this.
Aram: You forged my signature to get 16 ounces of Semtex. You nearly killed Mr. Reddington and Ressler. I knew who you were, Liz. But I don’t recognize who you’ve become.
[ Agnes returns ]
Liz: Say thank you to Aram, honey.
[ Agnes gives Aram a hug ]
[ 🚨Alarm blaring🚨 ]
Liz: The security section’s already been alerted. We need a two-minute head start to get out through Level C. Two minutes. That’s all I ask. [ To Agnes, whispering ] Come on. Let’s go. Let’s go.
[ Liz and Agnes dash off, leaving Aram standing there ]

[ Red, Marvin Gerard and Skip Hadley sit around a small table in a basement. Dembe stands nearby ]
Marvin: Sure, I said I’d think about throwing in with her. And I did. For all of two seconds. As a courtesy. Then I turned her down.
Skip: That’s true, Mr. Reddington. I was there. I saw it.
Red: You saw it.
Skip: Yes, sir, I did.
Red: Did you also see Marvin buy airline tickets to Switzerland?
Marvin: Of course he didn’t. Because I didn’t buy airline tickets to Switzerland.
Red: My mistake. You bought tickets to Switzerland and booked a suite at the Kupfer Grand in Zurich.
[ Red hands Marvin a copy of the paperwork ]
Marvin: [ Scoffs ] You don’t see it. It’s staring you in the face and you’re so puffed up with anger that you don’t see it.
Red: Enlighten me.
Marvin: My name. It’s on the reservation. You think I’d throw in with Keen and make getaway plans using my own name? That I’d steal from you without even attempting to hide it?
Red: I think you never forgave me for the three years you spent in prison.
Marvin: I went to prison because I was loyal to you!
Red: Yes. And now that you know my days are numbered, your loyalty has shifted. I understand. You’re just looking ahead, playing the long game.
Marvin: You’re the one who’s being played. Getting you to hurt me is her way of getting you to hurt yourself.
Red: Except I won’t be hurt, not with the adorable Skip stepping up to fill the void.
Marvin: I’m sorry, what?
Red: [ To Dembe ] Has Marvin been locked out of the accounts?
Dembe: As of 20 minutes ago.
Red: Excellent.
Marvin: You’re making a huge mistake.
Red: Please, let’s bring Skip up to speed and have his biometrics synced for account access in Nevis and the Caymans.
Skip: Mr. Reddington, I’m- I’m honored, but Marvin – I promise you he wasn’t disloyal.
Red: Yes, well, we’ll see about that.
[ Brimley enters with the goat🐏 ]
Brimley: You’re in luck. Yesterday was Benji’s spa day. He’s shampooed, rubbed, rested, and ready.

[ Elevator door creaks ] [ Door thumps ] [ Cooper, Ressler and Park step out ]
[ Aram is sitting, his head down and hands clasped ]
Aram: You were right. It is different.

[ Liz is riding in the back of a vehicle with Agnes, talking on the phone to Esi ]
Liz: Anything. Contacts. Safe houses. She even mentioned an asset named Mr. French. Whatever resources of my mother’s you can find, we’re gonna need them. You, too, thanks, Esi.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Agnes: Aram’s nice.
Liz: Yeah, he is. The nicest.
Agnes: Will we ever see him again?
Liz: I don’t know, honey. I hope so. I just– don’t know.

[ The basement ] [ In the background: Marvin screaming, goat🐏bleats ]
Dembe: [ To Red ] To meet our friend as scheduled, we have to be in the air free now within an hour.
Red: I’m not leaving without an answer.
Dembe: Tadashi did his job. The files have been erased.
Red: Besides you, Marvin is my oldest colleague.
[ Blow lands ] [ Marvin screaming ] [ Goat🐏bleats ] [ Screaming continues ]
Dembe: I want to ask you a question. When I do, I need you to give me an honest answer.
Red: Of course.
Dembe: Did you want Elizabeth to see you shoot her mother? Knowing that if she did, it would send her to a place so dark she would never go back to her old life.
Red: Why would I ever do that?
Dembe: Because you live in that dark place. And she can’t take over your empire without living there, too. You mock the FBI for being conflicted about arresting someone they love, but you love her, too, and I’m not sure you want her arrested, either.
Red: I never said I wanted her arrested. But I do want her found.
Dembe: You can see what it’s done – You keeping so much from her. It– It’s hardened her. Made her worthy of the Blacklist. What I want to know is if this was your plan all along.
Red: I – didn’t — I didn’t have a plan.

Banker: If I could just ask you to place your hand here.
[ Skip Hadley does so ] [ 🔅Beeping🔅 ] [ Chimes ✨ ]
Banker: The transfer is now complete. Is there anything else I can do for you, Mr. Hadley?

[ Liz and Agnes are flying in a private plane ]
Liz: You sure I can afford this?
[ Skip Hadley is in the plane with them ]
Skip Hadley: I’ve told you 10 times already.
Liz: I know. I’m sorry. I’m just having a hard time believing it.
Skip: 35 million. That’s how much we transferred out of Reddington’s account.
Liz: 35 million.
Skip: Yeah. In euros. That’s 41 million in dollars. So, yeah, this I think you [ Chuckling ] can afford.
Liz: [ Sighs ]
[ Until The Ribbon Breaks’ ♪ “One Way or Another” plays ]

♪ One way or another, I’m gonna find you ♪

[ Liz dialing, line ringing ]

♪ I’m gonna get you ♪

Liz: You’re wrong about Marvin Gerard.
Red: [ On phone ] Elizabeth, for someone looking to go off the grid, you continue to be quite chatty.
Liz: Suisse Capital. You had one account. Now you have none.
Red: What does this have to do with Marvin?
Liz: And all this time I thought you knew how to think like a criminal.
Red: Skip Hadley.
Liz: My knight in shining armor.
[ Skip lifts his glass to Liz ]

♪ And I will drive past your house ♪

Liz: Marvin was my last hope. When he turned me down, I thought I was finished. No money, no support. It was over.

[ Flashback: ]
[ Skip runs up to Liz ]
Skip: Hey.

Liz: But then–

[ Flashback: ]
Skip: He’s in the bathroom so I only have a minute but, uh– I’m in.

♪ One way or another ♪

Liz: [ On phone, to Red ] I thought using Marvin’s real name to book the plane tickets and hotel room might be a red herring that someone clever would detect. But I guess I’ll have to try it on someone clever to find out.
Red: As my third grade teacher Mr. Threet used to say – One swallow doesn’t mean spring is here.
Liz: Yeah, but 35 million euros sure feels like spring break.
[ Beeps🔅]

♪ And if the lights are all down ♪

[ Red rushes into the torture chamber. Marvin is sitting on the floor, shirtless, bruised and bloody. His hands are tied. The goat🐏is chewing on a shirt ]
Red: Oh, my God.
Brimley: We’re almost there.
[ Red gets down by Marvin and wraps his coat around him ]
Red: Marvin, I am so sorry. Will you ever forgive me? [ To Brimley: ] Is he alright?
Brimley: Should be fine. Though Benji did go a touch Hai Karate. I’m guessing it was his aftershave.
Red: Smells like grapefruit. Or blood orange. Is it blood orange?
Marvin: Go to hell, Raymond.
Red: I think it’s blood orange.
[ Red unties Marvin and grabs a blanket and wraps it around him ]
Red: Oh! There. Okay.

[ Cooper’s office. Ressler and Aram are there ]
Cooper: Agent Keen played you both. She played on your feelings for her. As an agent. A friend. A mother. She used you.
Ressler: Yes, she did.
Cooper: Given that, you should recuse yourselves from the case.
Aram: We agree. Which is why we prepared our letters of resignation.
[ Aram lays an envelope on Cooper’s desk ]
Ressler: The Task Force has one job now– To bring Keen in. And we’ve proven that we’re not up to that job.
Cooper: You both agree this is for the best?
Ressler: We do.
Cooper: As do I. But if I ask you to leave then– if I’m honest, I’d have to as well.
Aram: Why? You’ve done nothing to compromise this investigation.
Cooper: No, but I’ve felt like compromising it. I’ve wanted it to be compromised. Would I have taken Agent Keen into custody if she’d been at the train station? Yes, I would have. Was I relieved that I didn’t have to – You’re damn right I was. Was I angry that she tricked us into going there so she could come here to get her daughter – absolutely. Am I glad they’ve been reunited, of course I am.
Aram: So – what do we do now?
Cooper: I tell you what we’re not gonna do – Let total strangers go after one of our own.
[ Cooper takes the envelope with the resignation letters and puts it in his desk drawer ]
Ressler: I do not look forward to having Reddington find out that we let her slip through our fingers once again.
Cooper: I spoke to him just before you came up here. I doubt he’ll do much gloating. It seems he misjudged Marvin Gerard.
Ressler: Yeah, Keen told me he flipped.
Cooper: So you’d tell Reddington. So he’d empower Gerard’s number two– Who turns out to be in her pocket.
Aram: When you say empowered–
Cooper: Reddington gave him account access. Which he used to transfer 35 million euros to Elizabeth.

♪ I’ll walk down the mall, stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all, find out who you call ♪

[ Liz and Agnes are snuggled up together on a couch in the airplane. Agnes sees that Liz is wearing the socks with the unicorns of them ]
Agnes Did they bring you luck?

♪ Stand over by the wall, where I can see it all ♪

Liz: Oh, yeah. They did, honey. So much.

Ressler: So Keen used me to steal Reddington’s money. [ Chuckles ] It feels strangely, uh, therapeutic.
Aram: This is, uh, all well and good, but seriously, what if we don’t catch her? What if our concern for her gets in the way and she succeeds and kills Mr. Reddington?

♪ Where I can see it all, find out who you call ♪

Liz: You want to see what else brings me luck?

♪ Drive by your house ♪

[ Liz shows Agnes the washer that was her engagement ring, that she now wears on a necklace ]
Agnes: What is that?
Liz: Did I ever tell you how your Daddy asked me to marry him?

♪ And I’ll see who’s around ♪


[ Moscow, Russia ]
[ Red sits at a table across from a man referred to by Red and Dembe as their “Friend in the East” ]
[ They speak in Russian ]
[ A man pours tea into Red’s cup ]
Red: Thank you.
Eastern Friend: You did well.
Red: I did my part.
Eastern Friend: Our friends at Scuti Global are quite pleased.
Red: [ Sighs ] [ Cup taps lightly ] I couldn’t be less interested.
Eastern Friend: Well, perhaps this will interest you. Fresh from the archive.
[ The Eastern Friend places a thumb drive on the table ]
[ They switch to speaking in English ]
Red: What interests me is why after nearly 30 years you suddenly act as if I work for you. I don’t.
Eastern Friend: We know about Keen. What she’s saying. That you’re N-13.
Red: An allegation no one believes.
Eastern Friend: A fact no one knows is true. We must do whatever we can to keep it that way.
Red: I flew 15 hours so I could look you in the eye and tell you what I told Rakitin – Elizabeth Keen is off limits.
Eastern Friend: And I asked you to fly here so I could look you in the eye and tell you I agree.
[ The Eastern Friend looks down ]
Eastern Friend: For now.
[ He takes a bite of food. Red stares at him ]

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Episode Songs


♫ Sleeping Beauty Waltz
By Tchaikovsky

Lyrics and Credits: [ No Lyrics ]
YouTube: https://youtu.be/p_K28V0pTs4


Long as I Have You
by Al(i) Hazan (feat. Myrna Rowlands)

♪ I won’t care, I won’t cry
If you’re there, I’ll get by
I won’t care
Long as I, long as I have you

♪ If the rivers should run dry
And every star tumble down from the sky
I won’t care, I won’t cry
If you’re there, I’ll get by
I won’t care
Long as I, long as I have you

♪ And if my dreams never do come true
And every plan what i’ve made falls through
I won’t care, I won’t cry
If you’re there, I’ll get by
I won’t care
Long as I, long as I have you

♪ And if the sky should shatter and fall
And tumble down to the sea
You just, just let it fall or it would not matter at all
If you still,
Still believe in me

♪ So let the oceans all turn to sand
Just as long as our love will stand
I won’t care, I won’t cry
If you’re there, I’ll get by
I won’t care
Long as I, long as I have you

♪ Long as I, long as I have you
Long as I, long as I have you

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3rbirmj [lyrics edited by me to match script]
YouTube: https://youtu.be/olE2sdlqEGU


♫ Ruins (feat. Ásta Fanney Sigurðardóttir)
By aYia

[ Full lyrics unavailable as of 2/1/2021, however, this is offered at the link: ]

A thumping, eerie, dark wave track that creates a sense of urgency, tension, and anxiety to the very core. “Ruins” consists of minimal synth melodies, a guttural pounding bass line and twitching, creepy overtones. This looming tune is then glazed to perfection with the ghostly breathy vocals of poetess Ásta Fanney Sigurðardóttir.

The song’s lyrics reflect the suspense created by the production itself, being about “the abstract brutal truth of our surreal existence,” according to Ásta. “There is a long tension of a looming danger, bad mistakes that lead astray,” she continues. “You are sailing down the river of bad luck, resistance is useless against the stream, you have to learn how to use it, to bend it, to turn it in the other direction. Not by fighting it, but by fooling it.”

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3rbD81p
YouTube: https://youtu.be/QvgdSKXQgUU


♫ One Way Or Another
By Until The Ribbon Breaks

♪ One way or another, I’m gonna find you
I’m gonna get you
One way or another, I’m gonna win you
I’m gonna get you, get you
One way or another, I’m gonna see you
I’m gonna meet you
One day, maybe next week
I’m gonna meet you, I’m gonna meet you

♪ And I will drive by your house
And if the lights are all down
Then I’ll see who’s around

♪ One way or another, I’m gonna find you
I’m gonna get you
And one way or another, I’m gonna win you
I’m gonna get you, get you
One way or another, I’m gonna see you
I’m gonna meet you, meet you
One day, maybe next week
I’m gonna meet you, I’m gonna meet you

♪ And if the lights are all out
Oh I will follow your bus downtown
Then I’ll see who’s around, who’s around

[ Repeat X6 ]
♪ I’ll walk down the mall
Stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all
Find out who you call

♪ I will drive by your house
And if the lights are all down
Then I’ll see who’s around

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2M86vDd
YouTube: https://youtu.be/xOCDUQ2zuXE

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🔴 Script 8:5 The Fribourg Confidence (№ 140)

Program air date: 2/5/2021 in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-aJA
Entertainment Weekly Recap: http://bit.ly/3pPkTyN

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Directed by: Andrew McCarthy
Written by: Noah Schechter



Brief (Where we’re at): Liz has slept with Ressler ~ and Red has been confirmed to be the notorious agent N-13, calling the true loyalties of each into question. Cooper, Aram and all Ressler got played by Liz as she made her escape with Agnes in a new airplane purchased with money Liz got her hands on by throwing Marvin Gerard under the bus and flipping his deputy, Skip Hadley. She forged documents to make Red think she’d flipped Marvin; so Red rescinded his access to accounts worth $41M and gave the access to Skip.

Liz played on Ressler’s affections to plant misinformation with him about Marvin’s loyalty hoping he’d pass it along to Red. That sent the team on a wild goose chase to the train station from which she made the call, when her plan all along was to divert them from being at the Post Office where Aram was alone with Agnes. (Earlier, Liz had failed to show to pick up Agnes, knowing Agnes would be taken to the Post Office. With Aram there alone with Agnes, she implored him to give her enough time to escape with Agnes, which he reluctantly allowed.)

Realizing their feelings for Liz had interfered with their ability to do their jobs, Ressler and Aram offered their resignations to Cooper. But Cooper, confessing to having similar conflicting feelings, refused to accept the resignations.

Red had Brimley torture Marvin to get him to confess that he had switched his allegiance to Liz. Since Marvin hadn’t done so, there was nothing to confess. The torture continued until Liz, safely in the air, called Red to tell him about her arrangement with Skip. Red rushed to halt the torture and begged for Marvin’s forgiveness.

Complicating things, in the course of looking for colleagues of Red’s to flip, Liz pulled out all the stops, spilling Red secrets to his associates: that he was a traitor, the secret agent N-13, that he had cut deal with the FBI, while also telling them he is dying and she would be getting everything when he’s dead. She had already shared with Cooper the entire audio of Katarina’s last conversation with Red, leading Cooper to ask Red to explain the N-13 accusation, but Red shut the discussion down.

But the walls have ears, and sure enough, Dembe let Red know he’d gotten a call from “our friend in the East,” and “He expects you in Moscow the day after tomorrow.” First, though, an operative named Rakitin instructed Red to deep-six a report of the U.S. House of Representatives Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence, which Red did with help from computer whiz kid Tadashi Ito and a reluctant Counsel to the Committee.

In Moscow, Red met with “our friend from the East.” He thanked Red for disappearing the Intelligence Committee Report and rewarded him with a thumb drive of information “Fresh from the archive.” He then told Red, “We know about Keen”:

Eastern Friend: We know about Keen. What she’s saying. That you’re N-13.
Red: An allegation no one believes.
Eastern Friend: A fact no one knows is true. We must do whatever we can to keep it that way.
Red: I flew 15 hours so I could look you in the eye and tell you … Elizabeth Keen is off limits.
Eastern Friend: And I asked you to fly here so I could look you in the eye and tell you I agree.
[ The Eastern Friend looks down ]
Eastern Friend: For now.
[ He takes a bite of food. Red stares at him ]


⭕ Script 8:5 The Fribourg Confidence (№ 140)

[ Colleen and Carl Conway are sleeping wearing sleep goggles ]
[ Iggy Pop’s ♪ “James Bond” plays ]
[ A man named Raf meddles with the alarm system of the Conways’ home ]

♪ She wants to be your James Bond
She wants to be your James Bond
Well, it’s not for a price and it’s not to be nice ♪

[🚨Alarm blaring🚨]

♪ She wants to be your James Bond ♪

Colleen Conway: Oh. Not again.
[ Cellphone ringing✨]
Carl Conway: [ Groaning ] Ohh.

♪ James Bond ♪

[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Carl: Yeah?
Woman’s Voice: This is Zimmer Security. We have an alarm alert.
Carl: Yeah, everything’s fine. Uh, raccoons tip the can. They set off the alarm. There’s no need to–
Woman’s Voice: I have officers en route. They should arriving momentarily.
Carl: Well, listen, this is like the third time this month. Just tell the officers that they–
Woman’s Voice: Sir, we have officers on site now.
[ Knock on door, doorbell rings✨]
Carl: [ Sighs ]
Man’s Voice: Police. Is anyone home?
[ Knock on door, doorbell rings✨]
Man’s Voice: Police. Answer the door.
Carl: [ Descending stairs ] I tried to tell you – Interrupt a man while he’s sleeping, find out how a man sleeps.
[ Doorbell rings✨ ]
[ Carl opens the door. There stand three masked individuals pointing guns at him: Jennifer, a Black woman with long braided hair, Raf who set off the alarm, and a woman with wavy brown hair. Her name is Silvina ]

[ A key card opens a locked door. Raf pushes Carl by the cuff into a bank vault ]

[ Flashback: ]
[ Colleen is being gagged and tied ]
Jennifer: I’m gonna make this easy, Carl. Trip the alarm, your wife dies. Look at our faces, your wife dies.

[ In the bank vault ]
Raf: The key for box C112. Hand it over.
[ Carl gives the key to Raf who tosses it to Jennifer. Then Raf pushes Carl to the floor ]

♪ James Bond
She wants to be your James Bond ♪

[ Raf opens a briefcase as Jennifer opens the safe deposit box. She slides out a lockbox ]
Carl: You know who that belongs to?
Jennifer: Stay down.

♪ She wants to be your James Bond ♪

[ Jennifer uses a power tool to break the lockbox ] [ Whirring ] [ She lifts the cover of the metal box and takes out a thumb drive, holding it up ]

♪ She might stand in your way
But still she’ll save the day
She wants to be your James Bond James Bond
She wants to be your James Bond
She will not be shamed
She will not be blamed
When she confuses the two, she blames it on you ♪

[ Also in the lockbox are packets of bills. Jennifer places a card that says “Elizabeth Keen says Hello” in the lockbox. Jennifer closes the cover and puts the lockbox back into its compartment ]

♪ Screaming, “You’re insane, you’re insane”
Didn’t make the rules ♪

[ Raf closes the briefcase ]
Jennifer: [ To Carl ] Once your wife calls, you’re free to go.
[ They leave ]

♪ Most fools gravitate to vanity
And her sanity is insanity ♪

[ Carl’s cellphone rings✨]

♪ Driving off while making you feel guilty ♪

Colleen: Carl? They’re gone. Are you–
[ Carl takes the call, hears her voice and hangs up ] [ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Colleen: Honey?
[ Carl makes a call ] [ Cellphone dials, line rings✨]
Carl: Hey. It’s me. Call Reddington. Tell him we got a problem.

[ Carl sits with Red in the back of his Mercedes ]
Red: Carl, I entrusted you with my belongings because I believed that you could keep them safe. Clearly I overestimated your abilities.
Carl: Yes. But with all due respect–
Red: “With all due respect”? What an absurd little qualifier. Why do people insist on stating their deference right before undercutting it with a mildly disrespectful provocation?
Carl: Whoever robbed you knew where to look, and they didn’t learn it from me. So – with all due respect – if there was a failure of security, it wasn’t on my end.
[ Carl hands Red the note saying “Elizabeth Keen says Hello” ]
Red: Thank you, Carl. Now – with all due respect – your cologne is beginning to make my eyes water.
[ Carl gets out of the car; Dembe gets in ] [ Horns honk ]
Dembe: That was Marvin. He’s closing the other deposit boxes as we speak.
Red: Your hunch was right. Elizabeth was behind the robbery.
Dembe: Which means it had to be Hadley who tipped her off to the box.
Red: Carlos is holed up in Turin. Yanka’s nursing a gunshot wound in Bariloche.
Dembe: You think she hired the Confidence?
Red: Yes, actually. I believe I do.
[ Red dialing ] [ Line clicks ]
Red: Harold. It appears we can add bank robbery to Elizabeth’s burgeoning criminal résumé.
Cooper: What happened? Have you spoken with her? Do you know where she is?
Red: I do not, but I know a few of the criminals she’s been mixed up with. They call themselves the Fribourg Confidence. In the past three years, they’ve stolen over $25 million from at least six U.S. banks.
Cooper: Six robberies? Why haven’t I heard about them?
Red: The thefts were never reported. The Confidence targets accounts held by criminals who have arrangements with somewhat unscrupulous bank managers. I’ve never concerned myself with the Fribourgians or Fribourgers or– I don’t know. They never bothered me, so I never bothered with them. Until now. Last night, they stole something very important to me. I want it back.
Cooper: You mean Elizabeth stole from you, and you’re not going to tell me what.
Red: What she stole is my concern, but finding Elizabeth concerns us both. This case may help us to do that.

[ The Post Office war room ]
Cooper: $4 million stolen from a Los Angeles bank. A Monét taken from a safe deposit box in Oslo. Millions in forged cigarette tax stamps vanish from a vault in Kobe. According to Reddington, the same heist crew which robbed him have targeted banks from Seattle to Ankara, and none of the thefts have been reported because the targets were criminals.
Agent Alina Park: And Reddington’s sure it was Agent Keen who hired them?
Cooper: He wouldn’t say what Agent Keen was after or why, but whatever it was, he believes finding this crew is our best chance of finding her.
Aram: And what happens when we find her? We bring her in and just, you know, pretend like none of this ever happened?
Park: Something tells me that’s not what Agent Keen has in mind.
Ressler: What exactly are you suggesting?
Aram: I don’t know. It seems kind of crazy to me that, um, we’re still calling her Agent Keen.
Cooper: Agent Ressler, Agent Park, see if you can find any leads on this heist crew from the bank manager. We’ll save the ethical deliberations till after we’ve found Elizabeth.

[ Ressler and Park are investigating bank robbery. They are in the bank vault with Carl Conway and another bank official, Liam ]
Liam: This is crazy. If there was a breach, we’d call the police.
Carl Conway: But there was no breach.
Park: And the security feeds?
Liam: A brief system glitch.
Carl: Which I was notified of, which is why I came down personally to check things out and reset the system.
Ressler: I need to see what’s inside box C112.
Carl: Excuse me?
Ressler: Box C112. I need you to open it.
Carl: Of course. Uh, Liam, while I show them the box, could you please go to the server room and see if you can put last night’s feeds on a drive for the agents?
[ Liam leaves ]
Ressler: We know the box belongs to Raymond Reddington.
Carl: Actually, it’s registered to a Mr. Lloyd Wilke–
Ressler: It’s how we know it was hit. We had people sitting on it, waiting for him to show.
Carl: Mr. Wilke.
Park: Play it cute, we charge you with conspiracy and you get a decade, maybe more. Drop the Mr. Wilke BS, and you might be home in time for dinner.
Carl: One of them, the leader, I think, she pulled the lock. The other wiped the security system. The whole thing was over in 5, 10 minutes. I didn’t see their faces.
Ressler: So the leader was a woman?
Carl: Yes. She went right for the box.
Park: There’s hundreds of boxes in here. If she knew where to go–
Ressler: She’d been here before.

[ Cooper’s office ]
Cooper: Cynthia, to what do I owe the pleasure?
Cynthia Panabaker: Shelve the pleasantries, Harold. I’m hotter than a Laredo parking lot.
Alban Veseli has filed a motion to withdraw his guilty plea.
Cooper: I don’t know that name.
Panabaker: Of course you do. He’s a contract killer and the first criminal you and this task force put in prison.
Cooper: You’re talking about The Freelancer. Hid his murders within the headlines of ordinary accidents and disasters. If you’re here, he must be making an argument that concerns you.
Panabaker: His argument hasn’t changed. Our case was based on information given to us by a confidential informant. Veseli says the trial judge erred by not forcing us to disclose the informant’s identity.
[ A door opens at the prison where Alban Veseli (“The Freelancer”) is serving time. Lawyer Scooter Rovenpor walks to a room with a small table where Veseli is seated ] [ Door closes ]
Cooper: So we violated his 6th Amendment right to confront his accuser. Sounds pretty standard.
Panabaker: Not this time. He’s hired Scooter Rovenpor to handle the appeal.
Cooper: Rovenpor could get the devil off on appeal.
Panabaker: Old Scoot certainly got the judge’s attention. We fought it, but he’s ordered both parties to appear for oral argument on the motion to withdraw.
Alban Veseli: [ To Rovenpor ] Who the hell are you?
Panabaker: Agent Keen swore out the affidavits based on the informant’s knowledge, so he wants to hear from Keen directly.
Cooper: I’m afraid that may be difficult. Agent Keen’s in the field.
Panabaker: Then get her back. She’s due in Judge Velchek’s court first thing tomorrow. We need to neutralize this, Harold. If the evidence we got from Reddington gets excluded, our case is gonna be shakier than cafeteria Jell-O.

Alban Veseli: A thousand dollars an hour?
Scooter Rovenpor: A fee I’ve agreed to waive.
Veseli: Why? Not saying I don’t appreciate it, but why me?
Rovenpor: I don’t think you got a fair trial.
Veseli: You believe I’m innocent.
Rovenpor: No. But I believe even mass murderers deserve equal justice.
Veseli: You think if I get it, I’ll walk?
Rovenpor: Maybe. But that’s all gonna depend on Agent Elizabeth Keen.

[ Red sits on a park bench holding the note left in his safe deposit box ]
[ Bird call ] [ A Birdwatching Woman looks through binoculars some distance away ]
[ Red is joined by a man named Vlad Cvetko ]
[ Bird call ]
Vlad Cvetko: [ Russia accent ] Is anything more boring than bird watching? Six hours to maybe glimpse the bill of a toucan you can see on a box of Froot Loops.
Red: Bird watching is more than just birds, Cvetko. It’s seeing ourselves in connection with the world in which we live.
Cvetko: I live in laboratory. The only birds I connect with are dead.
Red: Your world is uniquely inanimate. Which is why I asked you here. I need to know who wrote this.
[ Cvetko reads the brief note ]
Cvetko: It’s not Elizabeth Keen?
Red: Someone in her employ. Who may have left a fingerprint, a clue that could lead you to her identity. In the world I’m living in, nothing is more important.
Cvetko: I’ll see what can I do.
[ Red gazes into the trees ]
Red: “Under the greenwood tree, who loves to lie with me, and turn his merry note unto the sweet bird’s throat.”
Cvetko: Nice rhyme.
Red: Shakespeare thought so.
Cvetko: Okay.
Birdwatching Woman: [ Bird call ]

[ Post Office war room ]
Aram: You said the robber had staked out the bank, so I pulled a list of people with safety deposit boxes.
Ressler: Thought I’d catch Park up to speed on The Freelancer’s handiwork.
Park: Collapsed buildings, overturned ferries, all to kill one person?
Aram: Yeah, he was a real peach, who may walk free unless Liz shows up in court. We have to find her. The only way to do that is to find the thief on this list.
Ressler: Well, we better hope that Cooper can stall the judge until we do.

[ Judge Steven Velchek’s courtroom ] [ Cooper is there with Assistant US Attorney Navarro; Alban Veseli (The Freelancer) is there with his lawyer Scooter Rovenpor ]
Judge Velchek: To be clear, Mr. Rovenpor, your client pleaded guilty to one count of murder, namely the murder of a woman named Floriana Campo.
Scooter Rovenpor: A notorious human trafficker, Your Honor. At the time, Mr. Veseli’s attorney moved that the government be ordered to disclose the identity of the confidential informant who supplied most of the information that led to his arrest.
Judge Velchek: A motion I denied.
Rovenpor: Yes, Your Honor, and in light of your ruling, and only because of it, my client felt that it was in his best interest to enter a plea.
Assistant US Attorney Navarro: Many cases are founded on intel supplied by confidential sources, Your Honor. You weighed the variables at the time and made a perfectly reasonable ruling.
Rovenpor: I agree.
AUSA Navarro: You agree?
Rovenpor: It was reasonable based on the information – you made available at the time, but since that time, new information has come to light. For starters, we now know that Agent Elizabeth Keen has made a number of high-profile cases based on intel from confidential sources. A shocking number. More, in fact, than any other major case agent.
AUSA Navarro: We’d have to review those numbers.
Rovenpor: The vast majority, if not all, of those cases were based on intel supplied by the same individual.
AUSA Navarro: You believe that based on what?
Judge Velchek: I’ve read the defendant’s papers. All these cases – Ms. Navarro, can you assure me there were multiple sources?
AUSA Navarro: We are not able to answer that.
Rovenpor: Because if she did, you’d wonder if there was any informant at all, since one person couldn’t possibly have such a wide variety of criminal knowledge. Maybe Agent Keen fabricated her quote/unquote “source” as a way to get defendants to cop a plea.
AUSA Navarro: There has been no fabrication, Your Honor, and there is no evidence to show that there has been.
Judge Velchek: Not yet, but that’s why you’re here, because I’m not prepared to take your word on that. I want to hear from Agent Keen.
[ Cooper rises ]
Cooper: Your Honor, I am Assistant Director Harold Cooper of the FBI. I’m Agent Keen’s immediate supervisor. Unfortunately, she’s on assignment and unable to be here today.
Judge Velchek: Her assignment was to show up in my courtroom.
Cooper: I’m afraid that won’t be possible.
Rovenpor: How convenient. Your Honor, this is intentional–
Judge Velchek: Until when? How long before she can answer my questions, in person and under oath?
Cooper: I honestly don’t know, Your Honor.
Judge Velchek: Well, that’s not gonna cut it, Mr. Cooper. Have Keen here by 4:00 p.m.
Cooper: I can’t guarantee that, Your Honor.
Judge Velchek: I can guarantee this – If she’s not here, I will grant the defendant’s motion and Mr. Veseli may very well be released.

[ Dembe and Red are in the park ]
Dembe: He’s here.
Red: Ah.
[ Vlad Cvetko walks up ]
Cvetko: Red, you should know, Keen approached me last week. She said you were dying. That she’s the heir apparent and I should throw in with her.
Red: Did you find anything?
Cvetko: No prints or DNA. But you said the note was left by a bank robber, so I checked it against a database of information on robberies – Other notes, documents – And found a handwriting match to a previous robbery.
[ Cvetko hands Red an old tabloid newspaper ]
Red: Thank you, Cvetko, for your work and your loyalty. The Bell Tower heist in ’94?
Cvetko: You know it?
Red: I do, and the man who did it.

[ Red and Dembe show up at the home of Abraham (“Abe”) Moores. Moores is a Black man, elderly and in wheelchair ]
Nurse: Three pills, half a glass of water. Nothing else until I come back.
[ The nurse leaves ]
Red: She’s rather charmless.
Abe Moores: We both know you didn’t come here for a skip down memory lane.
Red: Two nights ago, I was robbed. Thief left a note. The writing matches a note you gave a teller during the Bell Tower job.
Moores: You think I robbed you? I take two steps, I gotta rest for an hour. I can’t even steal my wallet out of my own pocket.
[ Red’s cellphone ringing✨]
Red: Sorry. [ Cellphone beeps🔅]
[ Red steps aside ]
Red: Anything?
Aram: We went through the names of everyone with a safe deposit box. Two weeks ago, Terese Krissoff opened one. Only the real Ms. Krissoff died three months ago.
Park: The impostor opened an account with a fake Social Security number so she can case the room.
Ressler: The robbers avoided surveillance when they broke into your box. But we pulled a photo of Krissoff from a week ago when she was prepping the job. We just sent you a copy of the image. We can’t make a positive ID. Can you?
[ Red looks at the photo Ressler sent of a young Black woman with long braided hair and then at photos on a side table behind Abe Moores: they are the same woman ]
Red: No, but I may know someone who can.
[ Red closes phone 🔅]
Red: I was once held captive by the Shining Path. Three months of unrelenting heat and humidity in the Peruvian jungle, mixed with the occasional round of electroshock. All in all, it was a rather unpleasant experience – but for my cellmate, a delightfully monkish, bookish Polish aid worker who was also, inexplicably, something of a handwriting expert. While fending off the daily onslaught of rhinoceros beetles, he would hold forth on why a child’s handwriting is often nearly identical to that of at least one, if not a little of both, of his or her parents’ handwriting. Apparently, the similarity isn’t genetic at all, just subconscious imitation. I didn’t know you had a daughter.
Moores: I did once. But not anymore.
Red: I owe you an apology. It’s not your handwriting on the note. It’s hers. You didn’t rob me. She did.
Moores: No. That’s impossible.
Red: I need you to tell me where she is. Where is she?
Moores: Jennifer and I are estranged. Now, I-I got those photos from her mother. She and I agreed that Jen should live with her s- so she could have a life, a good life. An honest life.
Red: Where is she, Abe? I’m not gonna ask you again.
Moores: I can’t tell you because I don’t know. But if you’re right that my baby’s a thief, go ahead. You may as well kill me now, ’cause I ain’t got nothing to live for.

[ Cooper in his office talks to Red in his car ]
Cooper: The photo Aram sent you – Were you able to ID the woman in it?
Red: Yes. The lead bore fruit.
Cooper: So you know who robbed you, who Elizabeth hired to rob you.
Red: I do. We’re looking for her now.
Cooper: We need to look together.
Red: After all these years, Harold, I would think you’d know I don’t do halfsies.
Cooper: If we don’t find Elizabeth by 4:00 p.m. today, the case we made against Alban Veseli will fall apart.
Red: Alban. The Freelancer.
Cooper: Yes. And he has a new attorney who claims we violated his civil rights by not disclosing that you were our source. If Elizabeth doesn’t appear in court to defend the case, the judge may let him walk. So are we doing halfsies or what?

[ Cooper walks over to Park, Aram and Ressler in the war room ]
Cooper: The woman we’re looking for – Her name is Jennifer Anne Moores. According to Reddington, she’s the daughter of Abraham Moores. Reddington claims Moores is a retired bank robber.
Park: Like father like daughter.
Cooper: Moores was arrested in ’98, did nine years and retired.
Ressler: Or maybe passed on the family business to his daughter.
Cooper: Reddington doesn’t think so. He says the last thing the father wanted was for his daughter to follow in his footsteps. He told her that. They became estranged. Reddington doesn’t think he knows where the daughter is.
Aram: The DMV database shows 637 Jennifer Anne Moores. But once I cross-check that against the photo we got from the bank– [ Computer beeps🔅]
Park: We got her address.
Aram: And her occupation– Well, alleged occupation since I doubt she’s gonna list “bank robber” on her mortgage application.
Cooper: I want teams at her home and work.
Park: Should we bring her in?
Cooper: No, I want her followed. Hopefully to Elizabeth Keen.

[ Park and Ressler are parked across the street from where Jennifer Moores waits near a patio bar table ]
[ Park takes photos ] [ Camera shutter clicking ]
[ Aram is in another vehicle, parked closer, holding up a receiver to pick up audio of the conversation ]
[ Garbled talking ]
Ressler: Aram, what’s up with your audio?
Aram: [ Over comms ] I don’t know. I’m getting some nasty frequency interference. Hang on.
[ Garbled talking continues ]
Ressler: That’s the second call she’s had in five minutes. What’s she up to?
Park: The whole thing’s sort of a double-edged sword, isn’t it?
Ressler: What whole thing?
Park: This business with Keen. And The Freelancer. Him getting out.
Ressler: The guy derailed a train, killed 60 innocents in an attempt to hide one murder. He’s not getting out.
Park: He may if Keen doesn’t show. He could walk. On the other hand, if she does show, the killer stays in prison, but we’re forced to arrest Keen. Double-edged sword.
Ressler: Well, at this point, all we have are bad options, so arresting her may be the best bad one we’ve got.
Park: You haven’t been able to yet.
Aram: Yeah, but with the way things are going, that might be the only way to keep her safe.
[ A man (Raf) walks over to Jennnifer ]
Ressler: Now, who’s this here?
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
Park: Think he’s part of her crew?
Ressler: Aram, where’s that audio?
Aram: [ Keys clacking ] Nasty frequency interference. Hang on. Oop.
Park: Hang on. We got someone else now. Female to the south.
[ Silvina Rosario joins Jennifer and Raf at the patio bar table ]
Ressler: Aram, we need that audio.
Aram: Okay. Just, um– Alright. Give me 20 seconds, and I will get you sound.

[ Aram gets out of his vehicle and walks over to and past the group ]
Ressler: What the hell is he doing?
[ Aram ducks into a doorway ]

Jennifer Moores: We’re not supposed to meet until I deliver the drive to the client.
Raf: We have a problem.
Silvina Rosario: Reddington showed up at your father’s apartment.
Jennifer: Raymond Reddington? You’re sure it was him?
Raf: I knew this was a mistake.
Jennnifer: Let me think.
Raf: What’s the move, Jen?

[ Aram walks over to the group ]
Aram: Oh, excuse me. Uh, s-sorry. Uh, did you guys happen to see, uh, a woman walk by, about, um, 5’7″, uh, dark– Uh, dark curly hair, uh, super smart and funny, so really – she’s really funny.
Silvina: We haven’t seen anyone. Sorry.
Aram: Thanks anyway. It’s just, um– I can’t remember if I was supposed to meet her at 1:00 and I’m super early or noon and I just, like, totally stood her up.
Jennifer: You could just text her?
Aram: I can text her. I can text her. I’ll text her.
[ Aram turns to leave, his backpack brushing across the table, then falling to the sidewalk ]
Aram: Oh! I’m sorry! Such an idiot. Sorry. [ Sighing ] Oh, my God.
[ He stoops to gather several items that fell out ]
Aram: Spilling all the sugar. It’s fine.
[ As he rises, Aram sticks a bug on the bottom of the table ]
Aram: Okay. Thanks.
[ Aram walks a few feet away to send a text ]

Jennifer: What exactly did Reddington say?
Silvina: He asked your dad about you. About the job.
Raf: If he finds us, you know he’s gonna kill us, right?
Jennifer: What do you want to do?
[ Aram sends a text: “Hearing them?” ]
Jennifer: Call Reddington and say you’re sorry, that you’ll give it back?
[ Aram gets text: “Loud and clear” ]
Jennifer: What’s done is done.
Silvina: We need to split up. Lay low.
Jennifer: Yes, but not until after we deliver the drive to Givins and we get paid.
[ Ressler’s car ]
Ressler: Givins.
Park: You know that name?
Ressler: Carolyn Givins. It’s one of Keen’s aliases.
[ Jennifer makes a call ]
Jennifer: Carolyn. It’s me. I need to move up the meet. Peirce Mill in Rock Creek Park, 3:00 p.m.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
[ Jennifer leaves, passing Aram ]
Aram: [ To Jennifer ] All worked out.
[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: [ Answering phone ] Cooper.
Ressler: Jennifer Moores is making the drop to Keen today.
Cooper: Do you have the location?
Ressler: Rock Creek Park. We’re getting units in place now.
Cooper: The moment she’s in custody, bring her here. And, Agent Ressler, let’s keep this an internal matter. We can notify Reddington once Keen’s safe and in our custody.

[ Ressler and Park are repositioned at Rock Creek Park ] [ Jennifer Moores arrives ]
Park: We’ve got movement.
Ressler: Unit 1, hang back a bit.
[ Jennifer sits down on a bench and puts her coffee cup down next to her. Then she takes out the thumb drive and puts it into a flip-top cigarette box ]
[ Nearby, a homeless man scrounges in a large waste container ]
Park: Did you see that?
Ressler: All teams, report.
Unit 1: Unit 1, clear.
Unit 2: Unit 2, holding just south of the location.
[ Esi Johnson has been surveilling the drop site from an apartment overlooking the park. She calls Jennifer ]
Esi: Your drop’s blown.
Jennifer: What? No. If Reddington’s people knew, I’d be dead by now.
Esi: It’s not Reddington. It’s the FBI.
Park: Who’s she talking with?
Ressler: This has gotta be it.
[ Ressler and Park jump out of their vehicle ]
Esi: Check your account.
[ Phone beeps🔅] [ The funds transfer shows up ]
Jennifer: Okay. I have the funds. Where are you? I have your drive.
Esi: Slow down. Listen to me. If you want a shot at staying outta prison, I need you to do exactly as I say.
[ A blonde woman in a red jacket walks swiftly toward Jennifer. Jennifer gets. up, leaving her coffee cup on the waste container ]
Ressler: Park. 7:00. The woman in the red jacket.
Park: Copy. Unit 1, you have eyes?
[ Jennifer drops the cigarette box into the Red Coat Woman’s satchel ]
Ressler: All units, move in now. ⋘⋙ Jennifer Moores. FBI. You’re under arrest.
— FBI!
— Hands in the air! Hands!
Jennifer: What’s going on? What did I do?
— Stand still. Don’t move. Don’t move.
— Put your hands behind your back.
[ Park retrieves the cigarette pack from the Red Coat Lady’s purse. The box is empty ]
— Do you have anything in your pockets?
Ressler: Park, what have you got?
Park: Nothing. Pack’s empty.
Ressler: Empty? You sure? [ Sighs ] The coffee cup. Where’s the cup?
[ Indistinct conversations, footsteps approach ]
[ The homeless man gets into a car where Esi waits and hands her the coffee cup. Esi turns it over and the thumb drive falls out into her hand ]
[ Ressler notices the car leaving but can do nothing ]

[ Judge Steven Velchek’s courtroom ] [ Before the proceedings begin, Cynthia Panabaker talks to
Cooper ]
Panabaker: I know you. How you operate.
Cooper: She’ll be here.
Panabaker: The way you handle Reddington while all the while letting him think he’s handling you. The velvet shiv you use to get your agents to do what you need in a way that makes them feel like they can do what they want. Harold, you are a wonder to behold. No one could’ve done what you’ve done these past seven years. Yet here you are, steaming up like a tea kettle, and I want to know why. What’s going on with Agent Keen?
Cooper: I can’t tell you that.
Panabaker: And I can’t protect you if you don’t. And believe me when I tell you, if the criminals you’ve arrested start getting released, you’re gonna need more protection than a pair of teens in the back of papa’s car.
[ Ressler arrives, sits behind Cooper and shakes his head ]
[ Judge Velchek arrives ]
Judge Velchek: Let me get this straight. I ordered Agent Keen to appear. She didn’t. I gave her a second chance to comply. She hasn’t.
Assistant US Attorney Navarro: Your Honor, may we approach?
[ The Judge motions to come forward ]
Judge: Who is this?
Panabaker: Cynthia Panabaker, Your Honor. White House Counsel. If we could talk to Your Honor ex parte, make a proffer for your ears only, maybe we can move things along.
Scooter Rovenpor: Absolutely not. Your Honor–
Panabaker: It’s the only way this happens, Your Honor. You’re in the dark. You want to release a mass-murderer because you don’t have information? Do it. See how that works out for you. Or grant our request and step into the light.
Judge: I’ll clear the courtroom and hear the proffer. Relax, Mr. Rovenpor. Once I hear the truth, I’ll make a ruling about what, if anything, stays privileged. Bailiff, please clear the court.
Bailiff: All rise. Court is in recess.
Judge: This better be good.
Cooper: Raymond Reddington is Agent Keen’s confidential informant.
Panabaker: That’s right. The President is aware. So is a very small handful of federal agents. And now the list includes you.
Judge: You’re telling me the United States government is willingly in business with Raymond Reddington?
Cooper: You’re not the first person to express – some concern.
Judge: Oh, I’m not concerned. I’m offended.
Panabaker: You don’t find many swans swimming in the sewer.
Judge: Reddington’s the source behind all these cases, the one feeding Agent Keen a steady diet of major criminals for the last seven-plus years?
Cooper: You can understand why we need to keep that from being exposed. We didn’t want you to think we were simply refusing to comply with the court–
[ The discussion becomes heated ]
Judge: You don’t think you had an obligation to inform those defendants that the source of the intel used against them was maybe the most prolific criminal mastermind in modern world history?
Panabaker: Express your distaste all you want, but three presidents have come to a different conclusion. We didn’t come back here for your moral judgment.
Judge: Then here’s my legal judgment. I find anything the FBI learned from Reddington with regard to this defendant to be unreliable as a matter of law. All evidence that came from him or was the fruit of the relationship with him should have been declared inadmissible.
Cooper: Your Honor, please.
Judge: Absent that evidence, does the government have sufficient proof to make its case against Mr. Veseli?
Panabaker: We’d need time before answering that, Your Honor.
Judge: That’s too bad, ’cause time’s up. I am granting the defendant’s motion to withdraw his guilty plea, and I am forced to dismiss the charges against him.
Cooper: Don’t do this.
Judge: I’m not doing it, Mr. Cooper. You are.

[ Scooter Rovenpor re-enters the courtroom and walks past Panabaker and Cooper ]
Cooper: He’s in for a pleasant surprise.
Panabaker: It’ll take a few hours for the prison to process him out. I’ll do what I can to slow that down.
Cooper: What good will that do?
Panabaker: I’ll take another look. It’s a long shot, but maybe there’s enough to hold him on another charge. In the meantime, find Keen.
[ Ressler comes in and sits behind Cooper ]
Ressler: We have Jennifer Moores in custody.
Panabaker: Now, I don’t know who Miss Moores is or how she can lead you to Keen, but if you don’t bring her in soon, you’re on your own. If this is gonna blow up, I won’t be the one jumping on any grenades.

Aram: [ On phone ] Well, I wouldn’t say it was a total loss.
Red: Did you get Elizabeth?
Aram: Well, no. Uh, not exactly.
Red: Was your goal to get Elizabeth?
Aram: Okay, it was a- a total loss. But on the plus side, we got her associates. I sent you their photos to see if you can ID them.
Red: So now you want my help. Harold has a unique definition of halfsies.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Aram: Halfsies? I love halfsies. Especially for food.
[ Red reviews the photos ]
Red: Tell him that I don’t recognize anyone in the photos and that the next time he has actionable intel, I expect him to share it with me before it’s squandered, not after.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅, closes ]

[ Red visits Abe Moores again ]
Red: You lied to me, Abe.
Abe Moores: Raymond, I told you what I knew.
Red: Really? Then why didn’t you tell me about your nurse?
[ Red holds up the photo the FBI took of Silvina Rosario, Moore’s nurse ]
Red: Let’s try this again. Talk to me about your daughter.

Cooper: No pressure, but getting Moores to give us a lead on Keen is all that stands between Veseli and his release.
Aram: I thought the judge ordered his release.
Cooper: She did, but Panabaker thinks she can keep him from being processed out before the end of the day. If we can find Keen by then, maybe we can get the order stayed.

[ The team interrogates the members of the Fribourg Confidence (Jennifer Moores, Silvina Rosario and Raf) ]
Ressler: Why don’t we start by talking about your options here, Ms. Moore?
Jennifer: How about the lawyer option?
Ressler: Yeah, we can do that. And they can tell you you’re looking at 20 years.
Jennifer: Or they can tell me that without any evidence or witnesses, I should keep my mouth shut.
Ressler: Yeah. You’re right. We don’t have any witnesses. But what we do have are your friends that we picked up. Your, uh, co-conspirators.
Silvina: Co-conspirator? I don’t know what you’re talking about. How can I be a co-conspirator if I don’t know the woman?
Agent Park: She sure knows you. At least, she seemed to when we recorded the three of you meeting at True Cafe.
Silvina: I’m done talking.
Park: Raf’s not. Raf’s got plenty to say. About you. Jennifer. How you met through her father.
Silvina: That’s a lie.
Raf: [ To Aram ] No, it’s the truth. Silvina spent every day with him. She’s his live-in nurse.
How could they not know each other? Did Silvina say that?
Jennifer: You leave my father out of this.
Ressler: Your father is a legendary thief and a safe-cracker, and you don’t expect us to overlook that, did you?
Jennifer: He went to prison when I was 7.

[ Meanwhile Red talks to Abe Moores ]
Red: Okay. Enough already. She’s your daughter.
Abe Moores: I never wanted this life for her.
Red: She’s the first thing you think of every morning.
Moores: Which is why I thought it best to stay away from her, even after I got out of prison.
I cut ties. You can’t imagine how hard that is.
Red: For the purposes of this conversation, let’s assume I can.
Jennifer: [ To Ressler ] I hated the man. He walked out of my life. He abandoned me.
Abe Moores: Until one day, I walked back in. Not to be with her, you know, not to talk. Just– Just to see her.
Red: And what did you see?
Moores: I saw my kid crack the Vaultsafe 200 of a two-bit meth dealer in under four minutes.
She was unrefined, a little rushed, but – God, she had the touch.
Jennifer: [ To Ressler ] Even if I knew where he was, I wouldn’t talk. He’s an old man.
Abe Moores: I should have called the police right then and there.
Red: But she was your child.
Moores: I figured I had something to teach her. To share with her. A reason to be in her life.
Jennifer: Is that what he told you? Well, he’s lying.
Ressler: I think he’s still very much involved in your life. In fact, Raf says he’s the one who selects the targets.
Abe Moores: Of course I did. She needed marks who wouldn’t report the crime, and I knew where to find them.
Red: You certainly found me.
Moores: Now, wait– I told her that you were off-limits. I did, Raymond. But she wouldn’t listen because of the money. It was a lot of money.
Red: The job was a contract.
Moores: Yes. A woman. Uh, some American.
Tell me about her.
Jennifer: Only on one condition. You leave my father out of this.
Ressler: Tell me about the woman.
Abe Moores: [ To Red ] They met through an acquaintance. Jennifer said she was laying low after a job.
Raf: [ To Aram ] Cape Town. Didn’t have anywhere to go.
Silvina: [ To Park ] But Jen found this safe house. Part of a network. Sanctuaries for criminals on every continent.
Jennifer: [ To Ressler ] Anyway, the woman who runs it, her name’s Vee. She’s the one who approached me. She said she had a client at another safe house who needed a job done.
Abe Moores: [ To Red ] Said she was raiding a safe deposit box and it had to be done quickly, so she and Jennifer met in D.C. Talked about the job.
Jennifer: [ To Ressler ] She said it was personal. That she was targeting Raymond Reddington.
Abe Moores: [ To Red ] She said that you were more vulnerable than anyone might believe and that she was building an alliance.
Jennifer: [ To Ressler ] And that when this was over, when Reddington was dead, that she’d be in my debt.
Abe Moores: I told her not to do it. But this woman, whoever she is, she had on blinders. [ Chuckles ] She had money, and she was persuasive.
Red: When they met. Where the woman was laying low. Do you know where that was?
Jennifer: [ To Ressler ] Of course I do. And I can tell you. But again, I want assurances. You keep my father out of this.
Abe Moores: Raymond, lay this at my feet, not at Jennifer’s. She’s just a kid. My girl.
Red: Your girl.
Moores: My baby girl.

[ The Post Office ] [ Keyboard clacking at Aram’s workstation ]
[ Ressler enters Cooper’s office ]
Ressler: We got it. Keen’s safe house. It’s an address in Deanwood. We’re sending units now.
[ Phone rings✨]
Cooper: No, wait. [ Answers phone ] Reddington. What is it?
Red: Greetings, Harold.
[ Cooper holds the phone to his chest so Red can’t hear ]
Cooper: [ Whispers to Ressler ] Text me the address.
Red: I’m calling to see how your crack team is doing with the prisoners.
Cooper: Moores and her associates have invoked their right to counsel. They’re refusing to talk.
Red: That’s predictably unfortunate.
Cooper: Have you heard differently? Any news on your end?
Red: I wish I had something to tell you, Harold. Let me know if your prisoners decide to talk.
Cooper: I’ll do that.
[ Call ends ]
Ressler: What’s going on? You going alone?
Cooper: It’s probably hubris, but I still think I might be able to reach her.

[ At the address of the safe house, an apartment ]
[ Knock on door ]
Cooper: [ Loudly ] Agent Keen. It’s Harold Cooper. I’m alone. I just want to talk.
[ Knock on door ]
Cooper: Open the door, Elizabeth.
[ Door opens. It’s Dembe, with Red walking up behind him ]
Red: I’m afraid we’re too late, Harold. It appears she’s already gone.
Cooper: The photos we sent. You said you didn’t recognize anyone – that wasn’t true, was it?
Red: No, Silvina Rosario works for Abraham Moores. Once I saw her in the photos I knew Abe had lied and could easily be persuaded to tell me what he knew.
Cooper: Perhaps if you had shared that information with us sooner, Elizabeth wouldn’t have eluded us.
Red: Sins, stones, and glass houses, Harold. Neither of us has played fair with the other. Now, seeing as how your job description is to play fair and mine is to not, then an argument could be made that you’re slightly more at fault than I, but why quibble? Elizabeth’s gone and she’s taken something of mine with her.
Cooper: I couldn’t be less interested in what she stole from you. My sole concern is her well-being and getting her back to help her heal from the wound that you caused when you killed her mother.
Red: We are each responsible for the choices we make. Elizabeth has made hers. She’s responsible for it, not me.
Cooper: I suppose you also think that she’s responsible for The Freelancer’s release, which now that we’re here and she’s not, is guaranteed to happen.
Red: I think she’s not only responsible for it, I think it’s what she wants.
Cooper: That’s absurd.
Red: One day, Elizabeth steals millions of dollars from me, and next, The Freelancer has a brand-new expensive attorney demanding his release unless Elizabeth Keen magically appears in court. That doesn’t strike me as absurd, Harold. That strikes me as unsettling.

[ Veseli is released from prison ]
[ Cooper’s office ]
Panabaker: I stalled as long as I could, but Veseli’s out on bond. So you’re out of time, and I am out of patience. What aren’t you telling me about Keen?
Cooper: She wants to kill Reddington. Which is why he’s put her on the Blacklist.
Panabaker: Elizabeth Keen is on the Blacklist.
Cooper: Maybe I ought to start at the beginning.

[ An office ] [ Scooter Rovenpor enters ]
Scooter Rovenpor: Mr. Hadley.
Skip Hadley: I’m sorry to keep you waiting.
[ Hadley opens a briefcase full of money ]
Rovenpor: Unmarked? As discussed?
Hadley: Where is he?
[ Rovenpor closes the briefcase ] [ Door opens ] [ Rovenpor leaves. Alban Veseli (The Freelancer) enters ]
Veseli: You’re the lawyer? The one who’s representing Keen?
[ Hadley gives Veseli a cellphone ]
Hadley: There’s a number pre-programmed. You ask for Charlotte. You tell them you got caught in the rain and need to dry off.
Veseli: Keen put me in prison. Why is she helping me now?
Hadley: Miss Keen arranged for your release because she requires your services.
Veseli: What does she need me to do?
Hadley: For now? Nothing. “You got caught in the rain – ”
Veseli: ” – and need to dry off.”

[ Hayden Thorpe’s ♪ “Diviner” plays ]
[ Cooper walks to his car ]

♪ I’m a keeper of secrets
Pray do tell I’ll be your disciple
Show yourself ♪

[ Cooper gets into his car. He notices a coffee cup in the cup holder ]

♪ Living a fever dream
Lost control ♪

[ Cooper opens the cup and finds the thumb drive ]

♪ You be my diviner
Show me where to go
My ghost had left my skin
Diviner ♪

[ Dembe drives Red in his Mercedes ]
Dembe: Edward confirmed it. She flew on a private jet out of Dulles.
Red: Then she’s gone. The thumb drive with her.
Dembe: What will she do with it?
Red: Nothing good. We need to inform our friend in the East.
Dembe: I’ll arrange the meeting.
Red: Dembe, let me out up there, would you?
Dembe: Where are you going?
Red: Clear my head, get some air.

[ The Birdwatching Woman Red had seen in the park earlier is sitting on a bench. Red walks over ]

♪ My ghost had left my skin
Diviner ♪

Red: Do you mind if I join you?
Birdwatching Woman: Not at all.

♪ You’ve been gone a long time ♪

Birdwatching Woman: You’re just in time. There’s a Cape May Warbler who usually starts up right about now.
Red: Do we know each other?
Birdwatching Woman: I don’t believe so. Should I know you?
Red: [ Laughs ] No, no, no. I was just curious if we’d ever met.

♪ Living a fever dream Lost control ♪

Anne: I’m Anne.
[ She reaches out her hand. They shake hands ]
Red: Raymond.

♪ You be my diviner ♪

Anne: Well, now we’ve met.
Red: Yes.
[ Bird chirping ] [ Beeps🔅]

♪ Hmm, hm-mm-mm-mm-mm
My ghost had left my skin
Diviner ♪

[ In his office, Cooper opens a laptop and inserts the thumb drive and selects its files ] [ Beeps🔅]
[ A red screen comes up – in Russian: “ОСОБОЙ ВАЖНОСТИ ТРЕБУЕТСЯ / СООТВЕТСТВУЮЩИЙ ДОСТУП / ВВЕДИТЕ ПАРОПЬ”* (tr. “Special access required” / “password” (in the window to enter text) / “Enter password”) ]
[ Aram appears ]
Aram: Sir.

♪ Bring it in
Our house of mirrors always shimmering ♪

Aram: She’s really gone, isn’t she?

♪ Diviner ♪

Cooper: Agent Keen?

♪ Where you been?
You’ve been gone ♪

Aram: I, uh– I was up all night thinking about it. I mean– I mean, I know she’s gone, but then I find myself hoping she isn’t, you know? You think we’ll ever hear from her?
Cooper: I’m fairly confident we haven’t heard the last of Agent Keen.

♪ You be my diviner
Show me where to go ♪

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Episode Songs


♫ James Bond
By Iggy Pop

♪ She wants to be your James Bond
She wants to be your James Bond
Well, it’s not for a price and it’s not to be nice
She wants to be your James Bond
She wants to be your James Bond
(James Bond)
She wants to be your James Bond
She might stand in your way, but still she’ll save the day
She wants to be your James Bond
(James Bond)

♪ She walks like him
Talks like him too
She can suss out the spy
Even if it’s you
She trusts no one
Not even herself
She makes no sudden moves
Chalks it up to stealth

♪ She wants to be your James Bond
She wants to be your James Bond
Well, it’s not for a price and it’s not to be nice
She wants to be your James Bond
(James Bond)
She wants to be your James Bond
She wants to be your James Bond
She might stand in your way, but still she’ll save the day
She wants to be your James Bond

♪ Nuts melt in her mouth
But not in her hand
No need to figure it out
She just likes M&Ms
Sweet to the taste
Bitter in the gut
‘Cause she fills them up
With you know what

♪ She will not be shamed
(She will not be shamed)
She will not be blamed
(She will not be blamed)
When she confuses a tune
She blames it on you
Screaming, “You’re insane
You’re insane”

♪ Didn’t make the rules, so don’t blame me
Most fools gravitate to vanity
And her sanity is insanity
Driving off while making you feel guilty
(James Bond)

♪ She wants to be your James Bond
She wants to be your James Bond
She might stand in your way, but still she’ll save the day
She wants to be your James Bond
(James Bond)

♪ She wants to be your James Bond
She wants to be your James Bond
She’ll become a double agent if you try her patience
So let her be your James Bond
(James Bond)

♪ Let her be your James Bond
Just let her be your James Bond

Save the day, baby

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3cJkOsv
YouTube: https://youtu.be/mw6NKf95VWA


♫ Compared to What
By Roberta Flack
[ Instrumental portions of this song play as background when Aram sets up the wiretap of the Fribourg Confidence ]

♪ Love the lie and lie the love
Hangin’ on, with a push and shove
Possession is the motivation
that is hangin’ up the God-damn nation
Looks like we always end up in a rut (everybody now!)
Tryin’ to make it real — compared to what?

♪ Slaughterhouse is killin’ hogs
Twisted children killin’ frogs
Poor dumb rednecks rollin’ logs
Tired old ladies kissin’ dogs
Hate the human, love that stinking mutt (I can’t stand it!)
Try to make it real — compared to what?

♪ The President, he’s got his war
Folks don’t know just what it’s for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt, they call it treason
We’re chicken-feathers, all without one gut (God damn it!)
Tryin’ to make it real — compared to what? (Sock it to me, now)

♪ Church on Sunday, sleep and nod
Tryin’ to duck the wrath of God
Preacher’s fillin’ us with fright
Tryin’ to tell us what he thinks is right
He really got to be some kind of nut (I can’t use it!)
Tryin’ to make it real — compared to what?

♪ Where’s that bee and where’s that honey?
Where’s my God and where’s my money
Unreal values, crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kind of brings to mind ol’ young King Tut (He did it now)
Tried to make it real — compared to what?!

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3twObEx
YouTube: https://youtu.be/XG_RvYTfDk8


♫ Diviner
By Hayden Thorpe

♪ I’m a keeper of secrets
Pray do tell
I’ll be your disciple
Show yourself
Living a fever dream
Lost control
You be my diviner
Show me where to go

♪ My ghost had left my skin
Diviner, bring it in
Ice and mirrors always shimmering
Diviner, where you been
You’ve been gone a long time

♪ I’m a keeper of secrets
Pray do tell
I’ll be your disciple
Show yourself

♪ Living a fever dream
Lost control
You be my diviner
Show me where to go

♪ Hoo, huhh, hum hum
Hoo, huhh, hum hum

♪ My ghost had left my skin
Diviner, bring it in
Ice and mirrors always shimmering
Diviner, where you been
You’ve been gone a long time

♪ Living a fever dream
Lost control
You be my diviner
Show me where to go

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3aDazTV
YouTube: https://youtu.be/H-LewgQMrvE

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🔴 Script 8:6 The Wellstone Agency (№ 127)

Program air date: 2/12/2021 in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-aMp
Entertainment Weekly Recap: http://bit.ly/3p37nq0

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Director: Michael McLoota
Written by: Kelli Johnson



Brief (Where we’re at): Prior to Episode 8:6 ~ The Wellstone Agency: How did Liz know about the thumb drive Red put into one of his numerous safe deposit boxes — the thumb drive given to Red by his Russian associate containing information “direct from the archive,” possibly the “Sikorsky Archive”? Why does this Russian even have the archive? Dom told Katarina that Red had it. Red’s code name N-13 derives from the first 13 pieces of intel in the archive. So why is Red’s “Eastern Friend” handing over trinkets of information from it in exchange for tasks Red performs for him, such as destroying a report of the House Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence that contained compromising on a man named Rakitin, who appears to be a Russian operative also being handled by this Russian from Moscow.

Whatever, Cooper now has the thumb drive, as Liz hired a group of safe-crackers (The Fribourg Confidence, Blacklister #140) to steal the thumb drive from Red’s safe deposit box and deliver it to Cooper. Cooper tried to read the drive, but it is password-protected — and in Russian. Now that the drive has been stolen, Red has to report the theft back to his “friend in the
East,” who already sees Liz as a security threat and only tenuously agreed with Red that she could remain “off-limits.” Liz is playing with fire and may not know it.

Liz’s whereabouts are uncertain. Dembe said she flew to Cape Town in the airplane she purchased with money from one of Red’s accounts — after Red questioned the loyalty of his long-time lawyer/accountant Marvin Gerard and turned several accounts over to Marvin’s assistant, Skip Hadley, who has flipped his allegiance to Liz. Or maybe she’s back in DC, since both Red and Cooper independently went looking for her at the same safe house, both arriving too late and accusing each other of withhholding information. Perhaps Esi Jackson and Skip Hadley were using the safe house, while Liz is orchestrating events from afar, intentionally failing to appear in court to defend her use of Red as a confidential informant in the conviction of mass murderer Alban Veseli (Blacklister #145 The Freelancer).

Freeing Veseli, in fact, was part of Liz’s plan, as she later paid for his lawyer Scooter Rovenpor (in unmarked bills) through Skip Hadley who let a grateful Veseli know he is now working for Liz. Making it worse, the activist Judge, Steven Velchek, who released Veseli, told Cooper and White House Counsel Cynthia Panabaker:

Judge Steven Velchek: I find anything the FBI learned from Reddington with regard to this defendant to be unreliable as a matter of law. All evidence that came from him or was the fruit of the relationship with him should have been declared inadmissible.

Was this Liz’s plan all along — to unwind the Blacklist and place the freed Blacklisters in her employ? So many questions about Liz — in an episode in which she didn’t even appear!

No wonder Red had Dembe stop the car when he recognized a woman he had earlier seen birdwatching. He needs to “Clear my head, get some air,” he tells Dembe. The woman introduces herself as Anne and says, “You’re just in time. There’s a Cape May Warbler who usually starts up right about now.”


⭕ Script 8:6 The Wellstone Agency (№ 127)

[ Agent Alina Park is seated at a counter in a restaurant, working on a crossword puzzle. Her friend, Melissa Randall stands behind the counter ]
Alina Park: “Not expressly stated.” Five letters, second one is an “A.”
Melissa Randall: How about “tacit”?
Park: No wonder I haven’t been able to finish a crossword since you moved in with Max. How is he, by the way?
Melissa: [ Sighs ] I wouldn’t know. We broke up.
Park: What? How did I not know? When did he move out?
Melissa: He didn’t. His parents own the place. It’s one of their rentals. So I’m staying on the pullout in the office.
Park: You’re sleeping in your family restaurant?
Melissa: Before you freak out, it’s just temporary.
Park: Come sleep on my couch. I’ll help you binge-eat your way past Max, and you can help me figure out the three-letter word for “it has benefits.”
[ Door opens. A man enters ]
Melissa: Uh, give me a minute?
Park: Mm-hmm.
[ Melissa goes behind into the kitchen with the man ]
[ Cellphone rings ] [ Cellphone beeps ]
Park: This is Park. Yes. Of course.
[ Indistinct talking ] [ Park sees Melissa in a fraught conversation with the man, who grabs her wrists. Melissa pulls away ]
Park: [ On phone ] Sir, I’m sorry. Can you hold for just one moment?
[ Melissa returns ]
Park: Hey, everything okay?
Melissa: Landlord troubles. Story of my life.
Park: Didn’t look like landlord trouble.
Melissa: J-O-B. Three across. “It has benefits.” The answer’s “job.” Go do yours.
Park: I’ll call you tonight.

[ Agent Parks visits Red in the kitchen of his restaurant ]
Red: Agent Park.
Park: Why is it the really wealthy always want to own a restaurant?
Red: I’m sure for some it has a lot to do with glad-handing and backslapping. For me, it was sort of a friend in need. Now it’s a project. We’re expanding. And this – an office. With a stove and a walk-in. Are you hungry? I could make you an omelet.
Park: No, thank you. I ate.
Red: Coffee?
Park: Cooper’s tied up at Main Justice. He said you had a case.
Red: What do you know about the Nuremberg trials?
Park: Military tribunals after World War II. Allied Forces prosecuting Nazi leadership for war crimes.
Red: They gave the devil his day in court and invented simultaneous translation to do it.
Park: Are you giving me a case or a history lesson?
Red: If it weren’t for the Allies’ desire to give Goering a fair trial, the Wellstone Agency might not exist. In fact, it doesn’t exist, not officially. And yet its services have made thousands of illicit business transactions possible.
Park: A translation service for crooks.
Red: Crime is a global trade. Criminals need to communicate, and that requires interpreters they can trust. The Wellstone Agency provides just that.
Park: A bunch of translators.
Red: I believe Agent Keen recently acquired Wellstone’s services. If we find the interpreter she used, we may be able to find her.
Park: Why come to us? You’re a criminal. Haven’t you used this company before?
Red: I have. But my point person and I recently had a falling out, and without him, I have no way to reach the senior leadership. I need your help to get inside the company.
Park: Have you considered simply leaving Keen alone, taking a breath to consider your role in all this?
Red: Harold isn’t in a meeting, is he?
[ Dembe’s cellphone buzzes ]
Park: No. I came here to tell you I think what you’re doing is wrong. You’re only making things worse for Keen by pursuing her.
Dembe: [ To Red ] It’s Paula. Glen’s mother. She says she needs to see you. Says its urgent.
Red: Agent Park, next time you feel the urge to unburden yourself, you can rest assured– I’ve heard it all before. It’s a luxury to stand on the moral high ground and critique those of us on the low ground. A lot of people do exactly that. Until they need my help.
Park: I’ll never ask for your help.
Red: And yet here I am asking for yours. The Wellstone Agency. It’s the next name on the Blacklist.

[ The Post Office war room ]
Agent Alina Park: According to Reddington, the agency’s inner workings are cloaked in secrecy. Even their own interpreters are kept in the dark as to who runs the organization.
Ressler: So how do they communicate?
Park: Through dispatchers who contact the criminal parties, arrange payments, and assign interpreters. The dispatch has all the information. The interpreters know nothing.
Cooper: But Reddington’s lost contact with his dispatch, so what’s our in?
Park: His interpreter. Wellstone relies on its interpreters for referrals. It’s how they recruit translators.
Cooper: So Reddington’s interpreter’s gonna refer someone we pick.
Park: And that person gets brought in and vetted, giving him a window to access the system and get the name of the interpreter Keen used.
Ressler: Maybe the name of the person she was negotiating with and for what.
Cooper: Under normal circumstances, I’d reach out to Language Analysis. But what our interpreter learns may compromise Keen. So I want to keep this in-house.
Ressler: Well, I only speak English.
Park: I speak Korean.
Aram: Does sign language count?
Cooper: Definitely not.
Aram: Then I’m down to six.
Cooper: You speak six languages?
Aram: Well, not including Latin, which I doubt would come in handy, unless the criminal I interpreted for was the Pope. Imagine that confessional.
Cooper: Park, reach out to Reddington. Tell him Aram’s going in and to arrange a meeting with his contact. Ressler, start laying the groundwork for a cover story.
[ Park and Ressler leave ]
Cooper: [ To Aram ] As if I’m not already asking you to do too much, I need you to try and open this drive.
Aram: Okay. Is this about a case?
Cooper: I’m not sure. Which is why I need you to keep this between us. Nobody knows.
Especially Reddington.

[ Red and Dembe arrive at a house ] [ Knock on door ] [ Glen Carter’s mother Paula answers to door ]
Red: Paula, hi.
Paula: [ To Red ] Steven.
Red: I got your message. Is everything alright?
Paula: Oh, thanks for coming. [ To Dembe ] Hello, Bill. Oh, uh, the girls and I were just tasting the cakes. Come in. Oh, would either of you like a slice of cake? Um, lemon, carrot, and pink champagne.
Dembe: No, thank you. Maybe later.
Red: What are we celebrating, Paula?
Paula: Maybe you boys should sit down.
Red: [ Looking around ] Is Glen here?
Paula: Glen – transitioned.
Red: I don’t know what that means.
Paula: He died.
Red: What? What do you mean?
Paula: From West Nile.
Red: W– [ Laughing ] Oh, come on. Come on. If this is one of Glen’s dreadful practical jokes–
Paula: I would have gotten in touch sooner, but I have been so busy with the planning and the party. He didn’t want no regular funeral, you know. Jelly Bean wanted his friends to send him off with a real shindig. A potluck with dancing and – And Huey, of course.
Red: West Nile?
Dembe: Paula, I am so sorry.
Paula: Oh, thank you, Bill.
Red: When did this happen?
Paula: A bit over two weeks ago. I know. I should’ve called, but you slipped my mind. And then Trudy and I were going through some of their dirty letters, and we found this.
[ Paula hands Red a letter ]
Paula: I was halfway inclined to open it, but you were his friend, and I want to respect his wishes. He didn’t send me no letter.
[ There are people in the living room ]
Friend: [ Calls out ]:Hey, Paula, what do you think about Luke bringing his chicken tater bake?
Paula: I think it’d be real popular.
Red: I can’t believe this is happening.
Paula: Boys, I got to go. There is too much to do before Huey gets here. But do come to the party. Jelly’d want you there, tomorrow at 7:00 at the DMV. And don’t forget to bring a covered dish and your own tableware.

[ A hospital ] [ Monitor beeping ] [ Park peers into the room through the glass. Her friend Melissa Randall is unconscious and on oxygen, her face blackened with soot. Melissa’s sister, Jenna, comes over to Park ]
Jenna: She was lucky to get out.
Park: Jenna. Hey. I came as soon as I got your text. What happened?
Jenna: Fire in the kitchen. The smoke alarm didn’t work. The doctors are prepping for surgery now.
Park: But she’s gonna be okay?
Jenna: [ Voice breaking ] They– They don’t know.
Park: Hey, talk to me. What’s going on?
Jenna: Last year, we started to fall behind at the restaurant. The banks wouldn’t touch us, so Melissa went to a local guy for help.
Park: You borrowed from a loan shark?
Jenna: And it did help for a while. But this month – it’s the fourth payment we missed in six months.
Park: This is the guy who came to see you yesterday. He did this to Melissa.
Jenna: I knew it was dangerous not to pay, but I didn’t think they’d do this.
Park: What’s his name?
Jenna: [ Whispering ] He works with other people. They’ll come for us.
Park: That won’t happen. I promise. Let me take care of this.

[ Park has the loan shark, Mason Dieterle, pinned to the wall and is handcuffing him ]
Park: She was living there. You know that? Melissa, the youngest daughter.
Mason Dieterle: What, are you gonna arrest me? For what?
Park: Loan-sharking. Arson. Attempted murder.
Dieterle: I don’t know where you got your information from, but nobody would be stupid enough to point the finger at me.
Park: Is that a threat? Did you just threaten my witness?
Dieterle: Take it easy.
Park: Because that’s sure as hell how it sounded.

[ Red has just read Glen’s letter. He is not pleased ]
Red: Honestly, the gall! After all I’ve already done for him? All the jobs– The attention paid. All the time spent suffering his– antics. All the money– That ridiculous sports car.
Dembe: He was a civil servant, Raymond. How could he explain all that stuff? The money and all.
Red: I understand that. But why is it somehow my job to help explain away the fortune I paid him?
Dembe: He had to say something.
Red: Something, yes. But the man told everyone he knew that he was Huey Lewis’s muse. How in any stretch of the imagination does that explain his crazy, extravagant lifestyle? What, Huey Lewis bought him a red Mercedes? And does Huey Lewis even have a muse?
Dembe: Did Glen really tell his mother Huey would attend?
Red: [ Reading ] “This friendship with Huey has always accounted for everything– My travels to Europe and Bangkok, all the cash, the cars, everything in Vegas–” I mean, I can’t even– “even the absence of any other long-term relationship over the last 30 years. Huey is, in a word, the reason.” Two words. “Which is why his failure to attend my memorial would be seen as a snub so great that I’m afraid it may send Mother into a heartbroken tailspin which she may never recover from.”
Dembe: Mm. I mean– Talk about the power of love.
Red: How is this possible? It’s as if he’s reaching up from the grave to torment and abuse me one last time.
Dembe: Raymond, Glen needs you.
Red: To do what? To bird-dog some pop star to inform him that his most beloved songs were inspired by his bromance with a clerk from the DMV?
Dembe: He needs you to convince Huey to come to his memorial.
Red: Well, I’m not doing it.
Dembe: It’s his dying wish.
Red: No, it’s one of his dying wishes.
Dembe: What’s the other?
Red: Forget it.
Dembe: What does it say?
Red: Ah. “Mother wants to place my remains on her mantel. I don’t like the idea of spending my days looking down on Mother, so I want you to abscond with my ashes and spread them.”
Dembe: Spread them where?
Red: “I want to spend eternity at the glorious feet of that grande dame, the Statue of Liberty.”
Dembe: I don’t think it’s legal to spread ashes on Liberty Island.
Red: Well, it doesn’t matter, because I’m not doing it. I’m not lying to Paula or spreading his ashes–
[ Cellphone buzzes ] [ Dembe takes the call ]
Red: –and I’m certainly not hunting down Huey Lewis or begging him to come to Glen’s potluck memorial. What is it?
Dembe: It’s Glen’s mom. She’s asking if you can bake a tray of scotcheroos. They’re short on desserts.
Red: [ Exasperated ] Okay.
Dembe: Raymond, you know we have to do this. For Glen.
Red: [ Sighs ] See if you can find Mr. Lewis’s address. But I’m not breaking into the Statue of Liberty to spread Glen’s ashes.

[ A park, at a chess table. Aram meets with Red’s contact at the Wellstone Agency, Radley Jorgensen ]
Radley Jorgensen: Stealing from Wellstone is a terrible idea, but Reddington’s made it clear I have to vouch for you and get you inside the company. So let me be blunt. I’m not your friend. I think that this is a suicide mission. And the only reason I’m helping you is so that we both don’t end up dead.
[ There is a red pill on the table in front of Aram ]
Aram: Okay, let me try and say this back to you. I take the pill. I black out. Then I wake up in the custody of people I don’t know for a test I might pass in the hopes I get the job instead of getting killed?
Jorgensen: I told you it’s a bad idea.
Aram: Okay, if I could just get to–
Jorgensen: It won’t work.
Aram: All I need is the name of one client’s translator. They have to have logs of–
Jorgensen: You’re not listening. These people run a criminal enterprise. They traffic in secrets.
And to protect those secrets, they will not hesitate to kill you or me or anyone else they think is a liability.
[ Aram takes the pill ]
Jorgensen: It’s your funeral.
[ Jorgensen places a call ]

[ Aram wakes up in a glass and metallic office setting. A woman, Jessica, appears ]
Jessica: [ British accent ] Welcome back, Mr. Stone. Did you have a nice rest?
Aram: I, uh, don’t remember getting here.
Jessica: My name’s Miss Jessica. I’m here to discuss the matrix of tests we’ll administer to see if you’re a candidate for Wellstone.
Aram: Matrix of tests? Uh, what tests?
Jessica: I’m so glad you asked. We’ll begin with a simple polygraph-augmented consultation. Baseline questions. Work profile. Personal history. Relevant experience as well as potential conflicts. And we’ll follow that with an aptitude test, and behavioral inquiry. Of course, we’ll want to gauge the strength of your language of expertise. Dialects. Prose. As well as vocabulary and expression.
[ Flash forward: ]
Aram: [ Speaking Urdu ]
Jessica: And we’ll audit that with some mock sessions, scripted scenarios based on actual encounters to test neutrality, composure, and patience.
[ Flash forward: ]
Aram: [ Speaking German ]
Jessica: But before all of that, I do want to stress that our primary objective here at Wellstone is privacy. Without discretion, we can’t protect our clients, ourselves, or you. So, Mr. Stone, can you be discreet?
Aram: Yes, I’m Mr. Discreet.

[ Cooper’s office ] [ Knock on door ] [ Agent Park enters ]
Park: You wanted to see me?
Cooper: The arrest that you made earlier. Mason Dieterle.
Park: Yeah, he burned down my friend’s restaurant.
Cooper: I just got off the phone with the AUSA reviewing the case. He told me that your friend passed away from her injuries. I’m sorry.
[ Park sits down. Cooper walks around his desk to take a seat next to her ]
Cooper: He also told me that he declined to file charges for either arson or attempted murder.
Park: What? Why? He- He burned down that diner. This was arson.
Cooper: The AUSA said he didn’t have any evidence to prove that. Can you prove that Dieterle was responsible for that fire? Do you have a witness? A print on a can of gasoline or accelerant?
Park: No, I just thought–
Cooper: That’s the problem. You didn’t think. You reacted. Dieterle was arraigned on a loan-sharking charge and made bail 20 minutes ago. I’m concerned, Alina. You have a history of acting on your anger, at times letting your emotions get the better of you. Now your friend is dead, and the man that you think is responsible is back on the street. I need you to promise me that you will not do anything about that. Do I have your word?
Park: Yes. You do.

[ Red is in the kitchen of musician Huey Lewis ]
Red: Mr. Lewis, I just want to say it’s a privilege. I mean, great pleasure to meet you.
Huey Lewis: Well, I appreciate that.
Red: Thank you very much. Thank you for agreeing to see me. I take it you’re something of a culinary man. I love to cook.
Huey: Uh, to be honest, Mr. Homan–
Red: Steve, please.
Huey: Okay, to be honest, Steve, I only agreed because my manager insisted.
Red: Ah, I did Jerry a favor once. Well, a friend of Jerry’s.
Huey: Must’ve been, uh, quite a favor. [ Laughs ] Uh, can I get you something, like coffee or–
Red: Oh, no, no, no, no. Thank you, thank you. I don’t want to take up any more of your time than necessary.
Huey: Mm-hmm.
Red: I’m here because a dear friend of mine passed away recently. Pillar of his community.
Huey: Mm-hmm.
Red: Loved his mother, Paula. Wonderful, wonderful woman.
Huey: Mm-hmm.
Red: And he- Well, he absolutely cherished your music. He knew every word of every song.
Huey: Oh. Really.
Red: Now, I realize it’s a bit of a long shot, but I was wondering if you might consider – For a price, of course – Might consider attending his memorial service at the Rockville Maryland DMV. It’s tonight, 7:00 p.m.
Huey: The DMV?
Red: Yes, Glen was regional manager.
Huey: Did, um– Did Jerry know that this is what you wanted to ask me?
Red: As I said, uh, I sort of did him a favor once.
Huey: To play the funeral of some guy at the DMV?
Red: Regional manager.
Huey: You do know that Quincy Jones asked me to sing on “We Are the World.”
Red: Ah, uh, a stirring performance. And a great honor and– And tribute. Love of your fellow man and all that. Not entirely unlike the love a son might have for his mother. A desire to make her proud. To impress her.
Huey: Mm-hmm.
Red: Things were said through the years. I think he– He told his mother he inspired you to record “Workin’ for a Livin'” after a rousing game of beer pong in the back of a bar in Teaneck.
Huey: And she believed him?
Red: Believed him? Oh, no, no. [ Stammering ] To her, it would make perfect sense that her son was singularly responsible for your legendary song. And that you, who benefited from her son’s inspiration, would want more than anything to show up at his memorial service to pay your respects.
Huey: Okay. [ Laughs ] Is– Is this a joke? Did– Did Ralphie put you up to this?
Red: I am so sorry. I mean it. You can name your price.
Huey: To play the Rockville DMV?
Red: Oh, no, no, no. You don’t have to play. Just show up. Say a few words. Plus, if you do, I’ll owe you a favor. I’m a good person to have in your debt.
Huey: So you’ll do whatever I ask?
Red: Absolutely.
Huey: Great. Then I’m gonna ask you to please leave because I got an interview across town in an hour, and I got to eat and get ready, and I don’t want to be late. Sorry. You have to go.

[ An Assistant lets Aram into an office at the Wellstone Agency ]
Assistant: Thank you, Mr. Stone. Miss Jessica will be with you momentarily.
Aram: Okay.
[ Door closes ] [ Aram rubs his eyes, then looks up. He sees an open laptop on the desk near him ]
Aram: Yes.
[ Aram has a thumb drive with a safety cover. Pulling the cover off, he spills his soft drink. Ignoring it, he plugs in the thumb drive and begins flipping through client files. He finds one with a photo of Liz alongside a photo of an Asian man. Just then, Jessica and her Assistant appear at the door ]
Jessica: This is certainly unexpected.
Aram: [ Self-righteously ] That is what I thought. What happened to being discreet?
Jessica: Excuse me?
Aram: I was waiting for you when I spilled my soda. Then I came to your desk for a tissue when I found this on your computer.
[ He turns the laptop so Jessica can see the screen ]
Aram: Is this how this works?
Jessica: I don’t follow.
Aram: All of you people are putting me through a matrix of tests to find out if you can trust me, and yet you carelessly leave this client profile open on your laptop. What if I were an FBI agent undercover and saw the profile of this guy, this [ Reads the name ] Alexander Frayne? This is sloppy. I don’t like it.
Jessica: Perhaps my assistant–
Aram: It doesn’t matter. This is lazy. It’s unprofessional.
Jessica: I’m sorry that this has shaken your confidence in us, Mr. Stone. I do hope you’ll reconsider.
Aram: Reconsider?
Jessica: The job. You passed with flying colors. If you’ll have us, we’d like to welcome you to Wellstone.

[ Red is riding in the back of his Mercedes ] [ Cellphone buzzes, beeps ]
Red: Harold, please give me good news.
Cooper: Agent Motjabai got a name.
Aram: Liz’s interpreter was Alexander Frayne. Uh, he works in DC for the UN Human Rights Council.
Cooper: We’ve notified MPD. Units are en route to him now.
[ Telephone ringing ]
Alexander Frayne: This is Alexander.
Red: Mr. Frayne, you have a problem.
Frayne: I got lots of them. Who is this?
Red: Someone who can offer you a way out. The FBI knows you moonlight for the Wellstone Agency, and the MPD are on their way to arrest you.
[ Frayne looks up and sees the police through the glass dividers of his office suite ]
Frayne: They’re here. How did you know?
Red: Make your way to Dupont Circle. You’re looking for a black Mercedes. Northwest corner of Connecticut Avenue.
[ Frayne leaves his office ]

[ Alexander Frayne gets into Red’s car ] [ Car door closes ]
Red: Hello, Mr. Frayne.
Frayne: Who are you? Why are you helping me?
Red: Quid pro quo, Alexander. You interpreted a meeting between this woman and another party. I need to know who she met and what they talked about.
Frayne: I can’t help you.
[ Red takes out his gun ]
Red: Let me rephrase.
Frayne: N-No, no. I– Wait, I’m– I’m not saying I won’t help. I’m saying I can’t. I don’t know who he was.
Red: You facilitated their conversation.
Frayne: He was Bosnian. But they don’t give out names. Uh, she paid 700 grand for a manilla envelope. I never saw what was inside.
Red: Who has the names?
Frayne: The head of the company, I guess? I don’t even know who that is.
Red: But if you send the right message, he’ll get it. Your contact at Wellstone.
[ Red hands Frayne a phone ]
Red: Call them. Say you have a situation. Let them know Raymond Reddington wants to help.

[ The Post Office ]
[ Park’s cellphone chimes ] [ It’s a text from Jenna: “They were here. They said they’d come back tonight” ]
[ Park grabs her coat and calls Jenna ]
Park: Jenna, nothing’s gonna happen to you. I promised you’d be okay. I said I’d take care of it, and I will.
[ Park stands in front of her mirror, trying to wipe spattered blood from her face ]
[ Images flash by of Park fighting with Mason Dieterle interspersed with her trying to wipe the blood away. But the blood won’t come off ]
Park: [ Echoing ] I just came to talk. … You sent men to Jenna’s apartment? [ Grunting ] … You didn’t have to do that. … I told you I just wanted to talk.
[ Dieterle lies on the floor, covered with blood ]
[ Cellphone beeps, speed-dials ] [ Ringing ]
Park: Hey. It’s Agent Park. Something’s happened. I need your help.

[ Aram walks through a garage ]
[ Cellphone rings ] [ Cellphone beeps ]
Aram: Hello?
Radley Jorgensen: What the hell did you do?
Aram: Jorgensen?
Jorgensen: They know. About us. The company knows there’s a mole.
Aram: Uh, what, uh– What are you talking about?
Jorgensen: They think the FBI is onto them. I told you that this was a mistake. And now I got a target on my back because of you.
Aram: I got to call you back.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ An SUV pulls up alongside Aram. Doors open. Inside is Jessica ]
Aram: Is, uh, something wrong?
Jessica: I need you to come with me. The Colonel would like to see you.
[ Claire Guerreso’s ♪ “No Turning Back” plays ]

♪ The air is still ♪

[ Park stands over Mason Dieterle. He is bloody but breathing ]

[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: Reddington. I told him we were going to pick up Frayne, and now Frayne’s gone because Reddington got there first.
Ressler: But we sent agents.
Cooper: Wellstone knows someone outed Frayne.
Ressler: Aram. I already called him. He’s not picking up.

♪ There’s no turning back ♪

[ At the Wellstone Agency, Aram is led through a hallway ]
[ A door opens. A man with a white beard, the Colonel, sits behind a desk. Red sits in a chair in front of him ]
Red: Ah, finally.
Aram: Oh. Uh, hello.
Red: The Colonel here lost his hearing as a child. Nasty case of meningitis.
Aram: Colonel? Uh, the man who runs, uh, Wellstone is deaf?
Red: Indeed. The head of a company that provides translation needs a translator to be understood. In this case, you. So please sit.

♪ How long will it last?
How long?
How long?

♪ How long will we run? ♪

[ The Colonel signs as Aram interprets, speaking for him (“”) ]
The Colonel signs (spoken by Aram): “You prevented the arrest of one of my translators. You had him inform his contact that – there is a problem in the company that you could solve.”
Red: Yes, you have a mole. Tell him he has a leak that puts us both at risk.
[ Aram signs ]

♪ Don’t know how we got here ♪

The Colonel signs (spoken by Aram): “No. Impossible.”
Red: It’s why Mr. Frayne was nearly pinched and why the FBI knew where to find him.
[ Aram signs ]
Colonel signs (spoken by Aram): “There is no leak.”
Red: Uh, there is a mole, and he works for the FBI. He led them to Frayne, which means he can lead them to you. Now, you can be stubborn about it and wait around for the feds to show up, or you can do exactly as I say and live happily ever after.
Colonel signs (spoken by Aram): “Do you know who the mole is?”
Red: Yes. He’s a federal agent working undercover as an interpreter.

♪ How long?
There’s no turning back ♪

Colonel signs (spoken by Aram): “What do you want me to do?”
Red: First, delete my file. Now. Before the feds arrive.
[ The Colonel waves at an Assistant to do so; she leaves ]
Red: Second, in exchange for giving you a way out, a new identity, I want a name. Last week, a woman using the name Carolyn Givens hired Wellstone. I want to know who she met with.

♪ How long?
How long will we run? ♪

[ Keyboard clacking ]
[ The Colonel writes the name on a piece of paper and slides it forward. Aram reaches for the slip but Red takes it and puts it in his pocket ]
Red: [ To Aram ] I can read.
Colonel signs (spoken by Aram): “Wait. The mole. I need his name.”
Red: Why? It’s over. He won. Killing him won’t change the fact that you need to come with me now.
[ The Colonel takes out a gun and points it at Aram ]
Colonel signs (spoken by Aram): “I need to know a name. If you don’t give me one, I’ll kill him.
Either because he’s the mole or to set an example of what happens when you betray me.”
Red: Normally, I’m a big believer in example setting, but I specifically requested your newest interpreter because the leaks predate his employment at Wellstone. He’s not the mole. And we need to go. Now.
[ The Colonel puts the gun down ] [ Gun clicks ]
[ They leave ]

[ Aram (still undercover) assists Jessica with destroying evidence ]
[ An FBI team, including Ressler, arrives at the Wellstone Agency, arresting everyone, including Aram ]

[ The Post Office ]
Aram: Okay, what do you mean he recorded the conversation?
Cooper: Evidently, Reddington was wearing a wire – One we’ll tell the Justice Department that you were wearing.
Park: You think we can make a case?
Cooper: I do. A lot of Wellstone employees and clients are going to prison.
Aram: But not the owner.
[ The Colonel is seated in Red’s plane, reviewing travel documents ]
Aram: Mr. Reddington promised the Colonel that he’d help him escape in exchange for the name of the person that Liz met with.
Park: You didn’t see that person’s name?
Aram: Mr. Reddington made sure I didn’t.
Cooper: Adin Markovic. He’s a Bosnian bounty hunter. Evidently, Keen used Wellstone to hire him.
Aram: Mr. Reddington told you the name? Why?
Cooper: Because we’re on the same team. And because he knows we have to work together if we have any hope of bringing Keen home safely.
Aram: Adin Markovic, this bounty hunter, we’ll see what we can find on him.
[ Aram leaves ] [ Cooper takes Park aside ]
Cooper: Agent Park. I spoke with the AUSA. There’s been a development in the case involving your friend’s death. It appears Dieterle is missing.
[ Flashback: ]
[ Red and Dembe arrive at the apartment where Park is with Dieterle, who is propped up against the wall in a corner ]
Park: Will you help?
Cooper: Alina, you promised me you wouldn’t do anything to Dieterle. I need to know. Did you break that promise?
Park: No, sir.

[ Aram comes up to Cooper with the thumb drive that Red’s Russian contact gave to Red “from the archive.” Liz hired the Fribourg Confidence to steal it from one of Red’s safe deposit boxes and had it left in Cooper’s car ]
Aram: Mr. Cooper. Mr. Cooper, um, about, uh, this drive you wanted me to decrypt. Uh, I can’t. I reached out to a friend at the NSA.
Cooper: Do you trust him?
Aram: I do.
Cooper: Good. Because if he tells anyone about this, his life could be in jeopardy. Keep me posted.
Aram: Yes, sir.

[ Red and Dembe arrive at Glen Carter’s memorial party ] [ People dance and mill ]
[ Richard Myhill’s ♪ “Get Up Let’s Go” plays ]
Red: [ Laughs ]
Dembe: Raymond, you have to tell Paula he’s not coming.
Red: Ohh. He gets her hopes up, and I have to be the one to dash them. Glen at his finest.
[ Glen’s mother mother sees the new arrivals and walks toward them with outstretched arms ]
Paula: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. You came!
[ Red holds out the tray of treats ]
Red: I brought the scotcher–
[ Paula rushes right past Red to hug ~ Huey Newton! ]
Paula: Hello.
Huey: Oh. You must be Paula. Oh, Glen has told me so much about you, but, oh, my gosh, you’re even more beautiful than he described.
Paula: Oh! [ Laughs ]
Huey: Glen, he was one of the good ones. One of the unusual ones, for sure, but– But, you know, that guy could always brighten my day. You know, I remember when we were recording our third album, Johnny had written this great progression and he had a little bit of a melody, and it was up to me to come up with the lyric, and I couldn’t do it. I tried and tried, and I was stuck. I just couldn’t come up with anything, and I remember Glen came over and we went out for chili dogs, of course.
[ Laughter ]
Huey: A-A-And I just broke down about this song. And I-I-I told him, you know, “I don’t know what to do. This is super important. If we don’t have a hit with this album, the label’s gonna drop us,” and Glen put his hand on my arm and looked me dead in the eye, and he said, “Hey, if this is it, this is it.”
[ Laughter ]
Huey: And, boom, there it was. I mean, that lyric and that song. I mean, this is what Glen did.
[ Glen’s mother Paula beams with pride and happiness ]
Huey: He, you know– He- He w- He was like a muse to me, and I loved him. But he wouldn’t want us bawling all over the place. He’d want us to have a good time. Like Glen used to say, “We’re not here for a long time. We’re here for a good time,” so – Raise a glass – or a chicken wing – or whatever you got, ’cause tonight we celebrate my muse. Tonight, we celebrate Jelly Bean and his big, old heart.
[ Huey Lewis & The News’ ♪ “We’re Not Here For A Long Time (We’re Here For A Good Time)” plays ]
[ Cheering ]

♪ There’s a party down on the corner, do you want to go?
They got rhythm, a little blues, and a whole lot of soul
I don’t care what you’ve got to say
You’re comin’ with me anyway
We’re not here for a long time ♪

[ As the party continues, Red absconds with Glen’s ashes and moves to another room. He removes the top of the jar and fluffs open a plastic bag ] [ Huey Lewis enters ]
Huey: What are you doing?
Red: Oh, my goodness. I can’t believe you came. Thank you, thank you, Mr. Lewis.
Huey: Didn’t hurt a bit.
Red: What happened? What changed your mind?
Huey: You did – Mr. Reddington.
Red: You spoke to Jerry.
Huey: Yeah. And I got to know ’cause I can’t get my head around it. Why in the world is Raymond Reddington running errands for a DMV desk clerk?
Red: Regional manager.
Huey: Yeah, but why is this guy so special that the world’s most wanted fugitive is arranging his memorial service?
Red: People often hide from me. Glen was good at finding them.
Huey: I-I didn’t ask you what he did. I asked what made him special.
Red: That’s a bit more complicated.
Huey: Ah, I’m sure it is. I’m sure it’s incredibly complicated.
Red: And weird and strange.
Huey: But I like weird and strange.
Red: Ah.
Huey: You said I could ask for any favor – that’s the favor.
Red: You want me to tell you about how weird and strange Glen was.
Huey: I want to hear your eulogy. I want Raymond Reddington to tell me what was weird and strange and beautiful about the regional manager of the Rockville DMV.
Red: You know who I am. You know I can do some very big favors.
Huey: Oh, trust me, I thought about asking you to scare the bejesus out of my pal Bruce Hornsby.
[ Laughs ] That’d be good. Uh, but the truth is, you can’t do a bigger favor than revealing somebody’s heart and soul.
Red: No, I don’t suppose you can.
Huey: Yeah, I did my part. I gave my eulogy, and in exchange, I’d like to hear your version.
[ Dembe enters carrying a large bean can covered with aluminum foil ]
Dembe: Mr. Lewis, big fan.
Huey: Thanks. What– What is that?
Dembe: The remains of a Great Dane. We’re friends with a vet. He works at a shelter where they cremate pets who have to be put down.
Red: But I told you I wasn’t gonna steal his ashes.
Dembe: And I know you well enough to know that, in the end, you probably would.
Huey: I-I-I’m sorry, but, uh, what’s going on with all the beans and the baggies and the ashes?
Red: I’ll explain everything on the way.

♪ Have yourself a good time ♪

[ Red, Dembe and Huey emerge from a door onto a landing at the base of the Statue of Liberty in New York Harbor. Red carries the plastic bag of Glen’s ashes. Freedom Tower can be seen in the distance ]
Red: [ Looking around ] Okay. [ Chuckles ] Here we are.
Huey: Glen.
Red: Right. [ Haltingly ] Glen. — Glen was — so many different things. A son. Civil servant. A proud member of the Spare Me bowling team. Two-time runner-up at the Southern Regional Tournament. And a great – A truly great – tracker. But he was – Ah, brother. He was a lot more than that. Glen was — [ seriously ] infuriating. Insulting. Just so maddening. He was a hedonist, a chauvinist, a liar, and a cheat, but there was one thing Glen was not. — And that’s afraid.
  Glen was not afraid. He wasn’t afraid of judgment. Of being wrong. He wasn’t afraid of friendship. Or romance. A bad joke. A good laugh. He was never afraid of a good time. Or bad timing. Or consequences. Or of an impossible task. Or any kind of danger. And he certainly wasn’t afraid of me. Ever.
  No matter how hard or unfair life was to Glen – Glen loved life back. He embraced it without reservation, regret, or remorse. And that is — rare. I wish– I wish more people were unafraid like Glen. It’s the thing about him I’ll miss the most. And I hope it’ll be some time before – all my memories of him — start to fade.
[ Red pours Glen’s ashes from the balcony ]

[ A workman walks through the darkened set that was Glen’s office ]
[ Lock clicks ] [ Light switch clicks off ]

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Episode Songs


♫ No Turning Back
By Claire Guerreso

(Full lyrics unavailable as of 2/14/2021)

Lyrics and Credits: [ Unavailable as of 2/14/2021 ]
YouTube: https://youtu.be/X4lSaEbLC2M


♫ Get Up Let’s Go
By Richard Myhill

(Full lyrics unavailable as of 2/14/2021)

Lyrics and Credits: [ Unavailable as of 2/14/2021 ]
YouTube: https://youtu.be/rE-rtVUj28Y


♫ We’re Not Here for a Long Time (We’re Here for a Good Time)
By Huey Lewis and The News

♪ There’s a party down on the corner, do you want to go?
They got rhythm, a little blues, and a whole lot of soul
I don’t care what you’ve got to say
You’re comin’ with me anyway
We’re not here for a long time
We’re here for a good time

♪ I know it’s hard makin’ a living every day
And I know how hard you’ve been workin’
But now it’s time to play
Tell that wolf waitin’ at your door
He’ll just have to wait some more
We’re not here for a long time
We’re here for a good time

♪ Some say the world is ending
It might just come to pass
Ain’t no use in pretending
Tonight could be the last

♪ Tell the mailman to hold the mail
Get ready to wag your tail
We’re not here for a long time
We’re here for a good time

♪ Some say the world is ending
Who knows if it’s true?
Ain’t no use in pretending
There’s not much we can do

♪ Leave a message for those who call
We’re out havin’ us a ball
We’re not here for a long time
We’re here for a good time

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/2Nn1iHV
YouTube: https://youtu.be/uuir_nrXQtE

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🔴 Script 8:7 Chemical Mary (№ 143)

Program air date: 2/19/2021 in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-aPm
Entertainment Weekly Recap: http://bit.ly/3asuc27

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Director: Christine Moore
Written by: Daniel Cerone



Brief (Where we’re at): Liz Keen continues to operate out of reach of Red and the task force. Acting on Red’s belief that she may have used the services of the “translation service for criminals,” The Wellstone Agency, Aram went undercover and was hired as a translator for the Agency (he speaks eight languages, including Latin and American Sign Language ~ who knew?). Knowing sign language turned out to be helpful as the head of the agency, known as The Colonel, is deaf. Red gained access to The Colonel by telling him he had an FBI “mole” in the Agency (none other than Aram) who was called on to communicate that information from Red to the Colonel in sign language. In exchange for promising The Colonel a new identity and escape, The Colonel gave Red the name of the man Liz had hired the Agency to communicate with: a Bosnian bounty hunter name Adin Markovic. (Red also had his own records erased from the Agency’s files).

Agent Alina Park, who reacts like a Korean version of the Incredible Hulk when triggered, landed in trouble when she went after a loan shark who had burned down the family restaurant of her friend, Melissa Randall, with Melissa there. Melissa died and Park called on the loan shark, Mason Dieterle, ‘just to talk’ but ending up beating him to within an inch of his life. Because she had promised Cooper to not let her emotions get dangerously out of control (again), Park turned to Red for “help.” tbc …

Responding to a call from the mother of Red’s inveterant – and irreverent – master tracker Glen “Jelly Bean” Carter, Red and Dembe learned that Glen had died a couple of weeks earlier of West Nile Virus. [Clark Middleton, the actor who played Glen, had in fact died of West Nile Virus in October 2020]. In addition to inviting Red and Dembe to Glen’s memorial shindig at the Rockville Maryland DMV, Glen’s mother Paula gave Red a letter Glen had left for him asking a couple of small favors. It seems that over the years Glen had explained the extra money and perks he had gotten from Red as being due to Glen’s being the close friend and “muse” of singer-songwriter Huey Lewis. Unfortunately, Huey Lewis knew nothing of this so it was Glen’s “dying wish” that Red track down Huey Lewis and convince him to attend Glen’s memorial and back up the story. Oh, and there was a second “dying wish”: that Red steal Glen’s ashes (unbeknownst to his mother) and scatter them at the feet of “that grande dame” of New York Harbor, The Statue of Liberty. Indeed, all this came to pass, as Red was frustrated, infuriated and foiled by Glen one last time, but in the end found it in himself to offer Glen a heartfelt eulogy in the presense of Dembe and Huey Lewis — and The Statue of Liberty. Rest in Peace, Jelly Bean.


⭕ Script 8:7 Chemical Mary (№ 143)

Voiceover: Previously on “The Blacklist”:
[ Flashbacks: ]

[ Rakitin gets into Red’s car and sits down next to him ]
Red: I’m not an errand boy. I won’t be ordered about.
Rakitin: We’d like you to make this go away.
[ Tadashi Ito and Guinevere Claflin from the House Intelligence Committee erase the report containing information on Rakitin ]
[ In Moscow, Red meets with his “Eastern Friend” ]
Eastern Friend: We know about Keen. What she’s saying. That you’re N-13.
Red: Elizabeth’s gone, and she’s taken something of mine with her.
[ Members of The Fribourg Confidence crack into Red’s safe deposit box and take out the thumb drive Red got from his Eastern friend, leaving behind a note saying “Elizabeth Keen says Hello” ]
Cooper: I suppose you also think that she’s responsible for The Freelancer’s release.
Red: There’s always more to the story.
  Skip Hadley: [ To lawyer Scooter Rovenpor ] Where is he?
  [ Rovenpor opens the door and lets in Alban Veseli (The Freelancer), whose freedom
  Liz had paid Rovenpor to arrange ]
Red: The work of a man who disguises his killings in the headlines of everyday tragedies.
Cooper: The arrest that you made earlier. Mason Dieterle.
Park: He burned down my friend’s restaurant.
Cooper: I just got off the phone with the AUSA reviewing the case. He told me that your friend passed away from her injuries. I’m sorry.
[ Later, Cooper tells Park that Mason Dieterle has disappeared ]
Cooper: You promised me you wouldn’t do anything to Dieterle. I need to know – Did you break that promise?
  [ Flashback: Park fights with Dieterle ]
Park: No, sir.

[ A research building; Mary Bremmer walks with a Young Scientist toward a door ]
Young Scientist: We’ve been formulating those binary structures you gave us for weeks and – I think we’ve done it. We identified the exact structure of the Novichok agent.
[ They enter a room where several people are waiting, along with a large pig and its handler ] [ Pig snorting ]
Mary Bremmer: Pig, hog, runt, sow, boar. My brother’s mantra. When he was a boy, he collected glass pigs. He knew everything there was to know about them. Which side-group is this?
[ The Young Scientist hands a dropper to the pig’s handler ]
Young Scientist: Ethoxy. It’s more stable. Easier to spread. Harder to detect. And lethal when it contacts the skin.
[ The pig’s handler squeezes two drops onto the pig’s back. The pig collapses ] [ Pig snorting ] [ Pig squealing ]
Young Scientist: This compound is 10 times more potent than VX. If there’s a deadlier nerve agent on Earth, I’m not aware of it.
Mary Bremmer: [ To her Personal Assistant ] Call our buyer in Durres. Tell him the order’s ready and to expect delivery in 48 hours.
[ Squealing stops ]
Bremmer: Pig, hog, runt, sow, boar.

[ The kitchen of Red’s restaurant. Dembe walks to the table with a coffee pot. Red is reading an article in a newspaper ]
[ Red chuckles. He points out the article to Dembe ]
Red: The road not taken.
Dembe: Beauty school?
Red: [ Chuckling ] Yes. That young woman’s great passion that her single father just can’t understand. It pushes them apart. But instead of insisting that she understand him, he enrolls in beauty school as well and learns to better understand her.
Dembe: I think you understand Elizabeth. Probably more than you want to.
Red: Well, I’m not her father. Maybe if I were, I’d want to understand her even better. Perhaps she wouldn’t be so determined to kill me.
[ Knock on door ] [ Dembe lets Cooper in ]
Cooper: Morning, Dembe.
Dembe: Good morning. Coffee?
Cooper: Please. Something smells delicious.
Red: Mmm. Meat and potato pie. Dembe brought it back from Sarajevo. You should try a slice. Like all good things, it’s sinfully bad for you.
[ Red gives a serving of the pie to Cooper ]
Cooper: You said you had a case?
Red: Yes. Thanks to Dembe. He brought home more than Bosnian börek.
Dembe: You know that Elizabeth used an interpreter to contract a bounty hunter. I found him in Sarajevo.
Red: An effective chap of ill repute. Naturally, I assumed the hunter’s bounty was me. Unfortunately, I was mistaken.
Cooper: How is not being a target unfortunate?
Red: It’s unfortunate because each time I think Elizabeth won’t go to a darker place, she does.
Cooper: Elizabeth wanted the bounty hunter to kill someone else?
Red: Not kill. Find. Someone she wanted to work with.
Cooper: And why is that so dark?
Red: Because the person she’s working with brokers chemical weapons.
Cooper: I don’t believe that.
Dembe: Her name is Mary Bremmer.
Cooper: I’m not familiar with that name.
Red: Neither was I. The bounty hunter was unable to locate her, but he put together a dossier for Elizabeth. Dembe got a copy of it.
[ Dembe goes to get the dossier ]
Cooper: Why would she do this?
Red: The same reason she worked to get The Freelancer released from prison.
Cooper: You don’t know that she did that.
Red: No. But I know her endgame – To break me and then kill me. I think it’s safe to assume that she’s using The Freelancer and Chemical Mary to accomplish that.
Cooper: You think she’s in business with a mass murderer and a war criminal?
Red: As I said, it’s all – quite unfortunate. On the bright side, I’m going to have a meeting with The Freelancer’s expensive new attorney. Word on the street is that his client’s acquired identity papers, passports, and that he’s back to work.
[ A group of workmen enter the forward cabin of a large aircraft. Among the workmen is Alban Veseli (The Freelancer) who Liz just had sprung from prison. He gestures to the other workmen in the direction of the cockpit ]
Alban Veseli: [ Speaking French ] I have the flight deck.
Red: I want to know what he’s doing. So we’ll see what his attorney has to say.
[ Dembe hands Cooper a folder ]
Dembe: The dossier on Bremmer. It’s incomplete, but it should give you a head start.

[ Alban Veseli unscrews the cover of a compartment near the cockpit and removes it. He is wearing an earpiece ]
[ Device🔅beeping🔅 ] [ He touches the earpiece ] [ Beep🔅]
Alban Veseli: Not a good time. I’m doing it now.
[ Veseli plugs a thumb drive into a port inside the compartment ]
Veseli: But this is it, Agent Keen. Once your target is eliminated, you and I are even. [ Beep🔅]
[ Veseli replaces the cover of the compartment ]

[ Agent Alina Park sits at a workstation in the Post Office war room, reading the obituary of her friend Melissa Randall who died in a fire started by loanshark Mason Dieterle ] [ Telephone ringing in the distance ]

[ Flashback: ]
Park: I think what you’re doing is wrong. You’re only making things worse for Keen by pursuing her.
Red: Agent Park, you can rest assured – I’ve heard it all before. It’s a luxury to stand on the moral high ground and critique those of us on the low ground. A lot of people do exactly that. Until they need my help.
Park: I’ll never ask for your help.

[ Aram walks up behind Park ]
Aram: Mr. Cooper called with a heads-up. We have got a case.
Park: Okay.
[ Aram sees the obituary ]
Aram: Oh. Uh– is that about your friend? I’m so sorry.
Park: Me too.
Aram: It, uh– It sounded like it might have been arson.
Park: Not “might.” It was.
Aram: Are there suspects?
Park: There was, but he disappeared.

[ Flashback: ]
[ Park beats Dieterle to within an inch of his life ]

Aram: Have you talked to Mr. Reddington? I mean, he can find anyone, which, in this case, it might help, right? I mean, if he found the arsonist, you know, justice, scales, balancing, that kind of thing. But then on the downside, you’d be in his debt, and, ohh, that is a record scratch through your favorite song. I mean, can you even imagine?

[ Flashback: ]
[ Red and Dembe are at Dieterle’s apartment. Park sits on a chair. Dieterle is propped upin a corner, his mouth covered with duct tape. He is moving slightly ]
Red: What was it you said earlier?
Park: That I’d never ask for your help.
Red: No, that couldn’t be it. I mean, the irony – It’s crushing.

Park: No. I can’t imagine.
Aram: Of course you can’t because this is, like, horrendous advice, which you are clearly way too smart to take. Anyway – I’m really sorry about your friend.

[ Flashback: ]
Park: Will you help?
Red: You’re asking me to make it all go away. Say it.
Park: Make it go away.
Red: And if I do this, you’re aware I may someday ask for a favor in return? You may come to wish you’d accepted the consequences of your actions here instead.
Park: Are we good? He has a video of me on his phone.
[ She reaches toward Dieterle’s phone ]
Red: Ah, ah, ah! We’ll take care of it. [ Echoing ] Like you were never here.

[ Park closes the page with the obituary ] [ *Click* ]

[ The task force is gathered in the war room of the Post Office ]
Cooper: Reddington refers to her as Chemical Mary. This I.D. is more than 15 years old, but it’s the most recent photo we have.
Aram: What we know is this – Mary Bremmer is a former MIT professor in pathobiological sciences who was fired for ethical misconduct in ’02. Apparently she questioned the appropriateness of a chemical-weapons ban, reasoning that if nuclear weapons are an acceptable deterrent to war, why not sarin gas?
Ressler: There’s always a market for that kind of crazy. I mean, I assume she’s found a way to monetize it.
Aram: Yeah. The CIA thinks so. According to Langley, Bremmer supplied the weaponry for the chlorine car-bomb massacre in the Abu Sayda market. As for the assassination of Kim Jong-nam, Bremmer’s role, if any, is still being investigated.
Cooper: I know. It doesn’t seem possible.
Ressler: Well, because it’s not possible.
Aram: Agent Keen would never work with someone like this.
Park: No, Agent Keen wouldn’t. But she’s not an agent anymore, is she?
Ressler: Yeah, but you don’t know her like we do.
Park: Maybe that’s why I can see what’s really going on.
Cooper: What’s going on is hard. On all of us. But the only way to find out what’s really happening is to find Agent Keen. And right now finding Mary Bremmer is our best hope of doing that.
Aram: Okay. Intel placed Bremmer in the Idlib Province in 2013, supplying sarin to Assad forces. Now, a NATO operation intercepted her convoy. Bremmer’s vehicle was overturned during the attack. Now, the shipment was stopped, but Bremmer escaped and hasn’t been seen since. Bremmer’s entire security detail was killed, except for one man – Ismael Aknoz.
Cooper: At the time, Aknoz refused to give any information on Bremmer, but after eight years of isolation in an F-Type prison in Ankara, maybe he’ll be ready to talk.

[ Ankara, Turkey ] [ Guard pounds on the bars of Aknoz’s cell with a mallet ]
Ressler: Ismael Aknoz? FBI. We’d like to talk to you about Mary Bremmer.
Aknoz: [ Speaking Turkish ] Americans. Go home.
[ Aknoz turns his back and pees into a urinal ]
Park: [ To Ressler ] Well. This has been productive.
Ressler: [ To Aknoz ] We know you speak English.
Aknoz: You want Bremmer. So do I. Nothing would give me more happiness than to see her dead.
Ressler: Okay. Great. You help us find her, and we’d be happy to oblige you.
Park: Why do you want to see her dead?
Aknoz: What difference does it make?
[ Urinal flushes ]
Park: You were her partner. In her convoy. Why should we trust you?
Aknoz: It’s her fault I’m here.
Park: Oh, so she forced you to transport chemical weapons?
Aknoz: We did not know they were chemical weapons. She told us we were moving anti-tank missiles.
Ressler: So she lied to you, which is why you’re gonna help us.
Aknoz: Thank you. No. I hate her, yes. But Americans? I hate you more.
Ressler: We knew you spoke English because our boss spoke with the Ministry of Justice. Now, you work with us, and they agreed to move you out of isolation.
Park: We’re offering you a gift. No matter how much you hate us, you should take it.
Aknoz: Your allied forces – They could have stopped us that day. Arrested us, peacefully. Instead, they set up an ambush with an IED and started shooting. Taking the weapons wasn’t enough. They wanted to make an example of us. And to do that– they were willing to slaughter us. Take your “gift” and go.

[ Red and Dembe are in lawyer Scooter Rovenpor‘s office. Red is chuckling at a bottle of wine behind glass that’s labeled “In Case of Emergency Break Glass” ]
[ Rovenpor enters ]
Scooter Rovenpor: Who let you in here?!
Red: Your assistant. Lovely fellow. Not very savvy. Probably not best utilized as the gatekeeper. Perhaps better suited to make coffee, chit-chat.
Rovenpor: I know who you are.
Red: Tell me, when you go on a business trip, do you charge by the hour while you’re on the plane? Or in the car to the hotel? Or how about when you’re enjoying the adult entertainment in your room? Is your client paying $1,000 an hour for every hour or minute that you masturbate? My goodness. And the world thinks I’m a criminal.
Rovenpor: What do you want?
Red: For Dick the Butcher to have succeeded — “Henry IV, Part 2,” Act IV, scene II. You’ve heard it. “The first thing we do, let’s kill all the lawyers.” You seem like an appropriately loathsome place to start. Luckily for you, I want to know where Alban Veseli is more than I want to sully my hands or reputation by something so obvious as disposing of you.
Rovenpor: I don’t know where he is.
Red: But you know how to contact him.
Rovenpor: If I do that, how do I know you won’t kill me?
Red: Because you still have a debt to repay. Elizabeth Keen paid you to represent Veseli with money she stole from me. I want it back.
Rovenpor: You want me to give you back my retainer.
Red: Plus interest. There’s the phone. Tell Alban his life is in imminent danger, that you can’t discuss it over the phone, and set a meeting. I think this qualifies as an emergency, wouldn’t you say, Scooter?
[ Red breaks the glass ]

[ The Post Office. Aram, Ressler and Park walk together ]
Ressler: Look, I know we’re jet-lagged, so maybe we’re not making ourselves clear. Aknoz was a dead end.
Aram: No, I know he didn’t say anything.
Park: So what part of “dead end” don’t you understand?
Aram: He may not have said anything, but I think he told you a lot.
[ Cooper walks over )
Cooper: You have something?
Aram: I’ve been studying the photos in the dossier that Mr. Reddington gave us.
[ Aram brings up photos on the overhead display ]
Aram: The bodies in the lead Humvee from the convoy – What do they all have in common? Other than being really dead.
Ressler: Well, they’re all burned.
Aram: You said Aknoz was, too.
Ressler: That’s what he told us. He was disfigured.
Cooper: Chemical burns?
Aram: No. I think there may have been an incendiary in the IED. That Humvee burned like a bonfire. And Bremmer only escaped after the explosion. If everyone else was burned, it stands to reason that she was, too.
[ In front of a mirror, Mary Bremmer applies glue to a prosthetic ear and sticks it on. She applies more glue onto a prosthetic flap that fits over the right side of her face ]
Park: If so, she couldn’t have gotten far without any medical help.
Aram: Major burns like that will lead to hypovolemic shock without timely medical intervention. It is a life-threatening condition.
Cooper: Any legitimate physician giving her aid would have turned her over to the authorities.
Park: So she found help outside the established medical community.
Ressler: Dirtbag doctors without borders. Sounds like a job for Reddington.
Cooper: Reach out to him, see if he has a medical contact who knows the area.
[ Ressler and Park leave ]

Aram: [ To Cooper ] Sir. The flash drive that you gave me? I got it back from my friend at the NSA.
Cooper: Did he figure out the passcode?
Aram: Please.
He’s not– He’s not that much smarter than me. I mean, sure he knows pi out two more places, but should one quinquadragintillion really determine who has to buy the hot wings on bridge night? I don’t think so.
Cooper: So he couldn’t open it?
Aram: Uh, sorry. Not technically, no. He couldn’t read the data, but he was able to use a USB traffic sniffer to see the operation commands which bear the signature of a known hacker. She goes by the name of Rakitin. And when I say, uh, “she,” I don’t mean she’s a woman. I mean, she could be. Or a man. I’m– I’m trying to alternate pronouns instead of defaulting to the generic “he” to represent a man or a woman. Rakitin could be a he or a she. Or a they.
Cooper: This is good. We know who the hacker is, but we still need to find out what he – or she – hacked. And we won’t know that until you crack the passcode.
Aram: Right. I’m on it.
Cooper: Tell your NSA friend he did good work.
Aram: And buy hot wings for the month? Yeah – I don’t think so.

[ Red and Dembe climb a stairs to Dr Mickie Grundig’s office ]
Red: And they know to call us right away?
Dembe: Yes. They do. The minute The Freelancer sets foot on U.S. soil, we’ll know.
Red: [ To the Receptionist ] Good morning! Would you please tell Dr. Grundig that Lloyd Wilke is here?
Receptionist: Uh, do you have an appointment?
Red: Mine is a lifetime appointment.
[ Red and Dembe are looking at a magazine ] [ Both laughing ]
[ Door opens ]
Red: Ah!
Dr Mickey Grundig: What a pleasant surprise.
Red: Quite the environment you’ve created here, Mickey. I can’t tell if I’m in a waiting room or a gentlemen’s club. My mouth is positively watering for a smokey single-malt and a smooth-draw Tatuaje Fausto.
Dr Grundig: Well, a good first impression is imperative to setting the tone for a satisfied patient experience.
Red: Hah! My goodness. How far you’ve come. You know they used to call Mickey here the Back-Room Butcher? If there was a cash payment involved, he’d operate, no questions asked.
Dr Grundig: Colleen, the break room could use a fresh pot of coffee. You mind?
[ She leaves ]
Red: There wasn’t a medical procedure in the book you wouldn’t perform – Or at least try to. Of course that was after they stripped your license. Cocaine, was it? But you kicked that and saved up enough to buy a brand-new identity from me and look at you now!
Dr Grundig: Raymond. Please. If any of this ever got out–
Red: Well, it doesn’t have to. Listen. I’m looking for a woman named Mary Bremmer. Three years ago, she had a mishap near the Syrian-Turkish border. Suffered terrible burns requiring the kind of discrete medical care you once provided.
Dr Grundig: I don’t know her.
Red: But I suspect you may know the sawbones who treated her.
Dr Grundig: You want me to sell out another doctor?
Red: Well, if it makes you feel any better, the patient trades in chemical weapons. She’s a scourge on the human race. Help me find her, and your past – remains in the past.

[ Durres, Albania ]
[ Mary Bremmer stands in a garage with a group of men, one with a semiautomatic rifle ]
Farzin: [ Albanian accent ] I require a demonstration before I commit such significant resources. I hope you don’t mind.
Mary Not at all. I expected as much. If, uh, one of your men would retrieve the briefcase in my trunk?
[ A man named Bujare takes the keys and begins to walk toward the car. Suddenly, he collapses ]
Farzin: Bujare. What is wrong?
[ Bujare shaking, grunting ]
Bremmer: You asked for a demonstration. I’m giving you one.
[ Bujare foams at the mouth, gagging and shaking ]

[ The Post Office ]
Aram: Thanks to Mr. Reddington, we got the identity of the physician who treated Mary Bremmer.
Ressler: Yeah, but in Turkey. It’s gonna take us months to obtain a search and seizure there.
Cooper: Given that his records may hold the key to our tracking a purveyor of banned weapons, Main Justice authorized a shortcut by working with Turkish intelligence.
Aram: Hacking his medical records.
[ Photos appear of Mary Bremmer in the hospital after the IED attack ]
Park: So you were right. She was burned in the Humvee.
Aram: Badly enough to require multiple skin grafts as well as personalized prosthetics. Now, these photos were taken within a few days of the incident. But these – [ more photos ]– were taken a year later.
Park: No wonder we couldn’t find her.
Cooper: We ran her current looks through the Interpol database.
Ressler: What did it kick back?
[ Durres, Albania ]
Mary Bremmer: A single touch or an inhaled droplet disrupts the nerve signals to his muscles, his heart, and lungs. In a matter of seconds, breathing will not be option.
[ The Post Office. Aram has matched six passports to Mary Bremmer’s current appearance ]
Park: Six nationalities. Six aliases.
Aram: All active, but according to passport-control archives, the last one she used was yesterday. In Paris.
Ressler: [ Reads Bremmer’s alias ] Madeline Toussaint.
[ Albania ]
Farzin: Remarkable. The delivery system?
Mary Bremmer: One drop on the key fob was all it took. Odorless, invisible. Lasts for days on any hard surface. Or load it into a crop duster and take out a town. It’s up to you. Killing’s never been easier.
Aram: For the last nine months, Mary Bremmer’s been living as Madeline Toussaint in the Batignolles district of Paris. She has a cover job as a quality engineer at a chemical plant.
Cooper: Contact Interpol. Have them issue a Red Notice for Bremmer’s conditional arrest and extradition based on our charges. Then let’s get a team to Paris.
Aram: I’ll go to Paris.
Cooper: I need your help with that passcode.
Aram: Well, I could look for it in Paris. You know, sidewalk café, pot of coffee, couple’a croissants.
Cooper: I’m on my way to Capitol Hill to ask about Rakitin. I doubt I’ll get much traction until you find out what’s on that drive.
[ Park and Ressler head out ]
Ressler: [ To Aram ] I guess that’s a no on that coffee and croissants.
Park: We’ll say hi to Mona Lisa for you.

[ Capitol Hill. Cooper is welcomed by U.S. Representative Russell Friedenberg, Chair of the House Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence ]
Cooper: Thank you for taking the time, Congressman.
Rep Friedenberg: Always happy to make time for the FBI. Though I am surprised there was no heads-up what you wanted to talk about. Please, sit. Take a load off and tell me what is so hush-hush I get an Assistant Director to make a house call.
Cooper: A hacker who goes by the name Rakitin.
Rep Friedenberg: Never heard of him.
Cooper: Excuse me?
Friedenberg: Anything else? Because I got a local Elks Club waiting to take a photo.
Cooper: Congressman. You chair the House Intel Committee. I’ve read your report on Russian cyber intrusion. I know you know who Rakitin is.
Friedenberg: What I know is your title. What I don’t know is what you do because no one would tell me. Yeah, I chair the Intel Committee, but for some reason, I can’t get any intel on you.
Cooper: I run a classified task force.
Friedenberg: That’s interested in Rakitin.
Cooper: Why would that surprise you?
Friedenberg: I doesn’t. It troubles me. Rakitin has friends in high places. I want to make sure I’m not talking to one.
Cooper: I’m sorry. I’m– I’m completely confused.
Friedenberg: Three weeks ago, the hard drive on my committee’s computer was hacked. All the intel we had on Rakitin was destroyed.
Cooper: I had no idea.
Friedenberg: My top staffer on the committee disappeared the day it happened. Vanished into thin air. And she was a patriot. A good person. But someone got to her. And if they got to her, maybe they got to you. Maybe you’re here to see what I know about Rakitin, and if I know too much, maybe you’re gonna want to erase my hard drive.
[ Cooper writes on a slip of paper, which he hands to Representative Friedenberg ]
Cooper: Here’s a name and a number. Call it. Ask about me. If you’re satisfied with what you hear, we can talk more. If not, thank you for your time.
Friedenberg: I’m sure it seems like I’m being overly paranoid.
Cooper: If we do talk, I’d like to hear more about that hack. I have some paranoia of my own about who might have been behind it.

[ Red greets a friend in a hotel service area ]
Red: Rogelio. I hear you have news.
Rogelio: A location – and a room number.
Red: [ Reading ] Ah. [ Laughs ] A youth hostel. How unexpectedly romantic. Is there anywhere you don’t have eyes and ears?
Rogelio: I got either a maid, a waiter, a waitress, a busboy, or a bellhop in every corner of the city.
Red: Thank you, my friend. And please give my regards to Carlos.
Rogelio: Unfortunately, he’s been deported– again. And your friend’s tunnel in Calexico has been shut down.
Red: Ah, the goings-on at the border. One side builds, the other shuts down. They hide, they seek, they come, they go. It’s all so – “Tom and Jerry.” Yes, the tunnel is closed, but the submarine is fully operational. And for tracking down Alban Veseli, it will always be at your disposal.

[ Red and Dembe walk through the youth hostel ]
Red: I once had a brief dust-up with an Armenian fellow who took umbrage at my acquisition of a pipeline outside Kajaran. I tried to avoid him by hiding out in a hostel.
Dembe: You “tried.” Did he find you?
Red: [ Chuckles ] No. But after three days of communal showers and curdled yogurt, James Taylor wannabes, I couldn’t stand it anymore. So I stole a backpack and a Fodor’s Guide and hiked to Turkey through the Armenian Highlands.
Dembe: The Highlands. Mount Ararat.
Red: Yes. And FYI – no Ark.
[ A young man sits in the hall, softly strumming a guitar ]
Red: Ah. Some things never change.
[ Shower running ]
Dembe: No cameras. No security. Smart place to lay low.
[ They come to the bunk room where they expected to find Alban Veseli. No one is there ]
Red: Not here.
[ They turn around. Veseli comes out of a room marked “Men’s Showers,” wearing only a towel.
Red: Ah! [ Gun cocks ] Running in a towel never ends well. Put some pants on, and let’s talk.

[ Representative Russell Friedenberg’s office ]
Rep Friedenberg: I did as you suggested, Mr. Cooper. Checked up on you with Cynthia Panabaker. A straight arrow if ever there was one. She likes you.
Cooper: Does she, now?
Friedenberg: Well, she said, “He won’t pee on your leg and tell you it’s rainin’.”
Cooper: [ Chuckles ] Sounds like Cynthia.
Friedenberg: You said before that you were looking for information about Rakitin.
Cooper: I’m curious what your committee knows about him.
Friedenberg: Not a hell of a lot, to be honest. We don’t have an I.D. Hell, Rakitin could be an entire hacker group for all we know. But he’s using a series of servers in Volgograd, and he is targeting some of our most carefully guarded secrets.
Cooper: Such as–?
Friedenberg: The identities of CIA assets in Yasenevo – their funding sources, hacks of our own internal threat assessments.
Cooper: What does he do with this intel?
Friedenberg: There are a lot of theories. NSA thinks he’s a black-market profiteer. CIA’s convinced he’s a turncoat.
Cooper: And what do you think?
Friedenberg: Have you ever heard of N-13?
Cooper: Sleeper agent. A Russian asset who vanished during the Cold War and was never proven to exist. It’s a 30-year-old ghost story.
Friedenberg: What if it’s not? What if that asset is here? Not only active and deeply embedded, but maneuvering within our intel community? I don’t know whose trust he might have gained– CIA, Defense Intelligence – God forbid, the FBI. But I think he’s been here a long time. Long enough, he’s become one of us. And he’s using us.
Cooper: You think Rakitin’s feeding active intel to N-13.
Friedenberg: I do.
Cooper: I think I’m the only man on this hill who may believe your ghost story about a Russian spy.
Friedenberg: Go on.
Cooper: We’ve recently intercepted a thumb drive containing sensitive intel we believe was obtained by Rakitin. I suspect he intended to deliver that drive to N-13.
Friedenberg: Why do you say that? Did anything on the drive identify N-13?
Cooper: All I can say is our source believes it was intended for someone on our Most Wanted List.
Friedenberg: Well, whoever your source is, he or she is way off base. I’m telling you– N-13 is buried deep within the U.S. government. That said, I strongly encourage you to follow up on it. Based on what I know of Rakitin, he and N-13 pose an imminent threat to national security.

[ Alban Veseli’s bunk room at the youth hostel ]
Red: I must admit I’m surprised you took this contract, Alban. I’d never pretend to call us friends, but we are professional associates.
Alban Veseli: It’s a job.
Red: Unbridled resentment. Is that what this is all about? You somehow blame me for you going to prison.
Veseli: You are why I went to prison.
Red: No. You went to prison because you were caught doing a job I hired you to do. Don’t blame me for your failed cut-and-run.
Veseli: I’ve been in that box for seven years.
Red: And now you’re out. Because of Elizabeth Keen. That is why you’re aligned with her, isn’t it? You bear me resentment for your failure, and now you both want me dead?
Veseli: [ To Dembe ] What’s he so worked up about?
Red: Talk to me about Agent Keen. Tell me where I can find her.
Veseli: No idea.
[ Dembe has found something ]
Dembe: Raymond.
[ Dembe hands a file of papers to Red ]
Red: You just flew in from Paris. What were you doing there? Taking a tour of the Temple de I’Amour? Strolling along the Canal Saint-Martin?
Veseli: What do you think? I was setting up the job.
Red: I have no plans to be in France.
Veseli: So?
Red: So how were you going to carry out your contract? [ To Dembe ] What’s wrong with him? [ To Veseli ] How were you going to kill me?
Veseli: [ Laughs ] The contract’s not on you.
Red: Who were you hired to kill?

[ Paris, France ]
[ Ressler and Park talk to two Parisian Police Officers outside an apartment building ]
Ressler: Madeline Toussaint. At least that’s the name she’s using right now. This is the address she gave her current employer.
Female Officer: If she’s here, we’re gonna have to make the provisional arrest. You can file for extradition afterward.
Park: We’re just here for backup.
[ Knocking ] [ Door opens ] [ Conversing in French ]
Female Officer: [ In French ] Where is Madeleine Toussaint?
Personal Assistant: What’s going on?
Female Officer: We have an international warrant for her arrest.
Personal Assistant: Madeleine’s out of the country.
Female Officer: Who are you?
Personal Assistant: I’m her personal assistant. I can call her if you like.
Female Officer: Stand back. We’re coming inside.
[ The Female Officer pushes past the Personal Assistant, followed by the other French Officer. Ressler and Park follow, but stay back ]
Female Officer: How long have you worked for Miss Toussaint?
Personal Assistant: A couple of years?
Ressler: [ English ] Where is she?
Personal Assistant: [ French ] She’s visiting an aunt in Albania, but she’s flying back later today.
Female Officer: [ Translating ] She’s visiting an aunt in Albania. She’ll be back later today.
Personal Assistant: I have Madeleine’s number in my phone. I’ll call her right now and you can talk to her yourself.
[ The Personal Assistant goes over to a small desk, but instead of fetching her phone, she pulls a gun out of the desk ]
Ressler: Gun!
[ The Personal Assistant shoots 💥💥💥 both French Officers ]
[ Ressler and Park return fire 💥💥 ] [ The Personal Assistant falls dead ]
[ Park checks the Male Officer ]
Park: Hang on. We’ll get help.
[ Ressler checks the Female Officer ]
Ressler: She’s dead.

[ Red calls Cooper from the youth hostel ]
Red: You know how much I love I told you so, Harold, so I confirmed the fact straight from the source. Elizabeth sprung The Freelancer so she could engage his services.
Cooper: I refuse to believe that. Alban Veseli cloaks assassination in mass murder. I don’t care how far she’s slipped, Agent Keen would never use The Freelancer to kill you.
Red: You’re half-right. She didn’t hire him to kill me. She hired him to kill Chemical Mary.
Cooper: Mary Bremmer. Why?
Red: I’m not sure. I’m hoping a slightly more creative line of questioning will persuade him to reveal his plan. But one thing is clear – It’s already in motion.
Cooper: Ressler’s at Bremmer’s residence in Paris now. She’s apparently flying back from Albania today.
[ A cab pulls up to an airport in Albania. On the sidewalk a young girl pulling a rolling carry-on bag with a teddy bear perched on it walks with a woman along the sidewalk. The teddy bear falls off of the carry-on ]
Red: A transcontinental flight filled with innocent passengers?
Cooper: We’re contacting the airlines now.
[ Mary Bremmer gets out of the cab. She sees the teddy bear and calls to the woman and girl ]
Mary Bremmer: [ Speaking French ] Excuse me! Your teddy bear!
[ Mary Bremmer wipes off the teddy bear and hands it to the girl ]
Mary Bremmer: Are you flying to Paris today?
Young Girl: Yes, Madam.
Mary Bremmer: Me, too.
Young Girl: Merci!
[ Mary Bremmer turns around, grabs her own carry-on and heads toward the airport entrance ]
Red: Move swiftly, Harold. If Mary Bremmer boards that plane – I’ll bet you nickels to navy beans the only way it comes down is in pieces.

[ Paris, France ] [ Ressler drives with Park ]
Cooper: [ On phone from the Post Office ] We got a hit on one of Bremmer’s passports. She’s currently en route to France on Parisian Air.
Ressler: Okay. We’re 10 minutes from Charles de Gaulle. How long before she lands?
Cooper: About a half an hour, but we have to assume that plane won’t land. There are 162 passengers on board, including families. And he’ll kill everyone.
Park: Wait. I thought The Freelancer was going after Reddington.
Cooper: That’s what we all thought.
[ Aram is on a call with the airline ]
Aram: [ To Cooper ] Alright. The airline’s confirming that Bremmer’s on the boarded-passenger manifest.
Park: So Keen’s taking out a chemical arms trader – Air hugs for that – But she’s gonna waste a plane full of passengers in the process?
Cooper: Have the airport authority prepare for contingencies – Rescue units, medics. You know the routine.
Aram: [ On phone to airport tower ] Okay. Thank you. [ To Cooper ] Uh, I’ve got the tower.
Cooper: [ To Ressler and Park ] I’ve got air-traffic control on the line. Call me when you’re on site.
Ressler: Copy that.
[ Beep🔅] [ Call between Cooper and Ressler and Park ends ]

[ Cooper is heard over the speaker to Air Traffic Control at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris ]
Cooper: Hello. This is Harold Cooper. I’m the Assistant Director of the FBI calling from Washington, D.C.
Stephan Gervais: Stephan Gervais. ATC Supervisor. What’s going on?
Cooper: We have a credible threat that someone’s trying to bring down Parisian Air flight 2419.
Stephan Gervais: Really? How?
Cooper: Well, we don’t know that yet, Stephan. We need your help figuring it out.
Stephan Gervais: Parisian Air 2-4-1 niner. Are you currently experiencing any problems or equipment malfunctions?
Female Pilot: Negative, Tower. Everything is showing normal at this time.
Gervais: Anything unusual show up in your preflight checklist?
Pilot: Nothing. May I ask why?
Gervais: [ To Pilot ] Switch to discrete frequency 133.6.
Gervais: What do you want me to tell them? Should they be looking for a bomb?
Cooper: Suspect engages in terrorist activities disguised as accidents. It’s doubtful he’d use explosives.
[ Aram has photos of Veseli on the plane from earlier ]
Aram: [ To Cooper ] Okay, he was physically on that plane. Airport security has footage of him entering the cabin along with the cleaning crew.
Pilot: Tower, is there anything we should be worried about up here? We’ve just begun our descent.
Gervais: Stand by. One moment. [ To Cooper ] They just started their descent.
Aram: [ To Cooper ] The instrument panel.
Cooper: What about it?
Aram: Seven years ago, Veseli derailed a passenger trail by making it hit a curve too fast.
[ Flashback: ]
[ Passenger train horn blares 🔊 ] [ The train comes speeding down the track. Going too fast to make a turn, it flips on it’s side and ⚡️⚡️screeches⚡️⚡️sparks flying⚡️⚡️ … ]
Man: Clear! Clear out!
[ People near the tracks run to escape from the 🔥flaming train🔥 ]
Aram: He did that by rigging the two speed-data sources in the control cabin to show the train traveling at a slower speed than its actual rate.
Cooper: [ To Stephan Gervais ] Can your pilots check their controls for signs of tampering?
Stephan Gervais: Parisian Air 2-4-1 niner, it’s possible your flight controls have been physically compromised. Can you take a careful look around?
Pilot: Roger. Stand by, Tower.
[ The Pilot nods to the First Officer who gets up ] [ The young girl with the teddy bear is laughing ] [ The First Officer removes the cover of the instrument panel and sees the thumb drive that Alban Veseli had left there earlier ]
First Officer: There is a thumb drive here.
Pilot: We got something. Someone left a thumb drive inside the Data Loader.
Stephan Gervais: There’s a panel inside the cockpit for software and database updates. Someone left a thumb drive inside.
Aram: [ To Cooper ] Which could be corrupting their instruments or running its own scripts. — Oh, no.
Cooper: You said the plane’s making its approach. Are your tracking systems showing anything unusual?
Stephan Gervais: Our GPS system is based entirely on information transmitted to us from the aircraft. If that plane isn’t where it should be right now, we would not know it from down here.
Aram: [ To the Tower ] Okay, that data stick wasn’t left there by accident. It is a brute-force attack. Take it out! Take it out now!
Stephan Gervais: Parisian Air 2-4-1 niner. Remove the drive from the Data Loader. I repeat! Remove the drive!
Pilot: Copy, Tower. [ Speaks French to the First Officer ]
[ The First Officer pulls out the thumb drive ] [ *Click* ]
[ 🚨Alarm blaring🚨 ]
Computer (Automated voice): Warning. Warning.
[ Passengers screaming ] [ Cabin bell dinging 🔅🔅🔅 ]
Computer (Automated voice): Warning.
Pilot: Autopilot off! Flight directors off.
[ Engines whining ] [ Plane lurching ] [ Passengers screaming ] [ Oxygen masks fall ]
[ 🚨Alarm blaring🚨 ]
[ The First Officer rushes back to his seat ] [ Passengers put their masks on ]
Aram: What’s going on?
Stephan Gervais: [ To Aram ] They’re too low. [ To the cockpit ] Immediate right turn! Heading 2-3-zero! Traffic is directly in front of you!
Pilot: I have control!
[ Another plane approaches at the same altitude ] [ The Pilot makes a sharp right turn ]
[ The two planes narrowly avoid colliding ]
[ Engines winding down ]
[ 🚨Alarm blaring🚨 ] [ Blaring stops ]
Stephan Gervais: [ Sighs ]
Pilot: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m terribly sorry for that sudden shift in altitude. We obviously had an incident, but we are safe and on course and will be landing shortly.
[ Laughter and applause ]
Aram: What’s happening?! Uh, are– are they dying?
Stephan Gervais: No, sir. I believe those are cries of celebration.
Pilot: Tower. Parisian Air 2-4-1 niner. We are clear of the traffic and climbing to 8,000. We will be beginning our approach for landing.

[ Charles de Gaulle Airport ] [ Ressler and Park wait as the passengers from the flight disembark and file by. They do not spot Mary Bremmer ]
[ Woman on P.A. speaking French ]
[ Finally, the last person is the Pilot ]
Ressler: Excuse me. A passenger. Mary Bremmer?
Pilot: Oh, that’s it. That’s everyone.
Park: Are you sure?
Pilot: Feel free to take a look, but I checked the cabins personally. There’s no one left on the plane.

[ Cooper’s office. Red and Cooper sip Scotch ]
Cooper: Mary Bremmer was not ever on that plane. She made it to the airport, but she was abducted outside the terminal.
Red: What about the passenger manifest? You said it showed her on board.
Cooper: Shortly after Bremmer was taken, an unidentified woman entered the terminal with her passport and ticket, which was slipped into the purse of an unsuspecting passenger at the gate. The unidentified woman then left the terminal, and the passenger boarded the flight as Bremmer.
[ Katie Garfield’s ♪ “It’s a Long Way Down” plays ]
[ Cooper brings up the surveillance feed of the waiting area. There is a woman with long, wavy dark hair wearing a knit cap ]
Red: This “unidentified woman.” She look familiar to you?
Cooper: These are the best images we could pull, but, yes – we believe it’s Keen.
Red: So, Elizabeth conducted an operatic performance, getting an assassin out of prison, elaborately sabotaging a commercial airliner, only to snatch her target from the jaws of death at the last second?
Cooper: Perhaps she wanted the world to believe Bremmer died in that crash.
Red: [ Sighs ] To what end? I can’t fathom. It’s more likely Elizabeth wanted Bremmer to think she saved her life, which would put Bremmer in Elizabeth’s debt.
Cooper: Whatever they’re working on, we’re gonna make it as difficult as possible. Our people are combing through Bremmer’s flat in Paris and have ID’d a number of associates. Teams are en route as we speak.
[ Associates of Mary Bremmer are rounded up ] [ Indistinct shouting ]
Cooper: I still can’t get over the fact that Elizabeth was willing to let The Freelancer crash two planes.
[ More people are rounded up ] [ Indistinct shouting ]
Cooper: I was holding out hope for her. We all were. But now? It seems she’s past the point of no return.
[ The research lab where Mary Bremmer’s team developed the chemical weapons is raided ]
— FBI!
— Turn around! Give me your hands!

♪ And the flames keep rising ♪

Red: I’ll try to leave the moralizing to you, Harold.

♪ Ash and smoke choke the horizon ♪

Red: In the meantime, perhaps this will ease your pain.
[ Red gives Cooper a piece of paper ]
Red: Tell Donald to pay a visit to this address.
Cooper: What is this?
Red: Your team worked very hard to put The Freelancer behind bars the first time around. I think that’s probably the right place for him.

♪ Caught up in my old lies
It’s a long way down ♪

Red: Thank you for the Scotch.
[ Red leaves ]

♪ It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down ♪

[ Ressler and Park raid the address given to Cooper by Red ]
Guitarist: Whoa, whoa. Easy, brah. The man in the hat said the popo would be here.
[ Across from the Guitarist, tied and his mouth duck-taped, sits Alban Veseli (The Freelancer) ]

♪ It’s a long way down ♪

Park: Why does this feel like an empty victory?
Ressler: Because this guy has no idea what Keen’s up to with Chemical Mary.
[ Mary Bremmer is locked behind a guarded door, banging on it ]
Mary: Open this door right now! I want to see her! Where is she?! The woman! I want to talk to her! Do you hear me?! Ugh! Open this door right now! I want to see her!

[ The hotel service area ]
Rogelio: Angela is the one you were asking about. She’s the one who told me that Veseli was at the hostel.
Red: Angela, I can’t thank you enough. I just have one question. I need to know how you came by this valuable information.
Rogelio: [ Speaking Spanish ] It’s alright, Angela. You did nothing wrong.
Angela: It was – a woman.
[ Dembe hold up a photo of Liz ]
Dembe: This woman?
Angela: Ah. I, uh, asked her how she know that I was looking for him. She wouldn’t say.
Red: Gracias.
[ Angela leaves ]
Red: Oh, and your cousin Carlos. I’m told he’s somewhere under the Gulf of Mexico as we speak.
Rogelio: Muchas gracias, Raymond. If there’s anything I can do for you–
Red: You’ve done more than you know. And all to the good.
[ Rogelio leaves ]
Red: Well, that’s a load off.
Dembe: Elizabeth wanted you to find The Freelancer.
Red: Yeah.
Dembe: Knowing that when we did, we’d work with the FBI to stop him from crashing that plane. So she hires a lawyer to obtain Veseli’s freedom, pays Veseli to crash a plane, uses the threat of that crash to gain Chemical Mary’s trust, gives us intel to keep the plane from going down. Sounds like one of your plans.
Red: It does, doesn’t it? She may not be interested in crashing a plane, but she’s still in business with a war criminal. Tomorrow’s problem. Tonight, we savor the small victory. And we should tell Edward to fuel the jet. We need to pay our friend in Moscow a visit.
[ Keypad dialing ]

[ Cooper’s office ]
[ Footsteps approach ]
Aram: Uh, hi. Um, sir, uh, sorry to– It’s, uh, late, and, uh, you’re drinking – alone – Uh, which is– which is, fine. I mean, I can–
Cooper: What is it?
Aram: Good news on the passcode.
Cooper: You cracked it.
Aram: What? Oh, uh, no. Uh, that would be great news, like miraculously great. No. Uh, the good news is I figured out how to crack it. With this.
[ Aram holds up a flat metal device with a short cable ]
Aram: I don’t think Rakitin chose a steel flash drive to protect his software. If I’m right, there’s a capacitive scanner hidden in the flash drive. It is the best security platform in passwordless identification.
Cooper: So there’s no password.
Aram: It’s biometric. And that is where this comes in. Get the print, put it in, and – [ Whistles ] – open sesame. Or, um, you know, some less politically incorrect exclamation.
Cooper: So all I need is a fingerprint.
Aram: Yeah. And that is where the miracle comes in. Figuring out whose print to use.
Cooper: Thank you, Aram. Here’s hoping for a miracle.
[ Aram leaves. Cooper eyes the Scotch glass left on his desk by Red ]

[ Moscow, Russia ]
[ A waiter pours a shot of Vodka for Red’s liaison, his “Friend in the East” ]
[ Red arrives ]
[ Conversing in Russian ]
Eastern Friend: Raymond! Sit down. Warm up..
[ The waiter pours Vodka for Red ]
Red: Thank you.
[ A toast ]
Red: To health. [✨Clink✨]
Eastern Friend: Thank you for coming. We have much to discuss.
[ Cooper picks up Red’s used Scotch glass with a plastic glove. There is a clear print on the glass ]
Eastern Friend: I am told Rakitin is in play.
Red: My safe deposit box was compromised.
[ Cooper uses a piece of tape to lift the print from the glass ]
Eastern Friend: The flash drive I entrusted you with?
Red: I’m still looking for it.
Eastern Friend: No doubt we have Elizabeth Keen to thank for it going missing.
Red: My position in regard to her has not changed.
[ Cooper lays the tape with the print on the biometric reader Aram gave him ]
Eastern Friend: I understand. She is untouchable. But you must understand – Harold Cooper is not.
[ Red’s print satisfies the security needed to open the files on the thumb drive. Russian language text scrolls across Cooper’s laptop screen ]
Cooper: Will miracles never cease?
Eastern Friend: If he gains access to the Rakitin files, you’ll have to eliminate him.
Red: I understand.

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Episode Songs


♫ It’s a Long Way Down
By Katie Garfield

♪ It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down

♪ It’s a long way down to the bottom of the ocean
Try to catch my breath but the waves caught me open

♪ I’ve been runnin’ for a long time fallin’ to the dark side
Just tryin’ to do my own line caught up in my old lies

♪ It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down

♪ It’s a long way down and flames keep arisin’
Ash and smoke choke the horizon

♪ I’ve been runnin’ for a long time fallin’ to the dark side
Just tryin’ to do my own line caught up in my old lies

♪ It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down

[ Echoing: ]
♪ It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way dow – ow – ow – wn
It’s a long way dow – ow – ow – wn

Lyrics and Credits: [ Unavailable as of 2/21/2021
YouTube: https://youtu.be/AzcM09lLf1Q%5D

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🔴 Script 8:8 Ogden Greeley (№ 40)

Program air date: 2/26/2021 in the US
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Director: Michael Caracciolo
Written by: Lukas Reiter



Brief (Where we’re at): Red has been told by his Russian liaison that if Harold Cooper gains access to the Rakitin files, he must be “eliminated.” The problem is that Cooper has already gained access to the files. Liz (who has remained out of sight) delivered the files (which are on a thumb drive) to Cooper after she had them stolen from Red’s safe deposit box by The Fribourg Confidence (Blacklister #140) and it was only a matter of time before Aram figured out that the security on the files was biometric. All that was needed was a fingerprint.

Cooper already knew from Aram (with help from an NSA buddy) that the source of the files was a hacker named Rakitin, so Cooper dropped in on the chairman of the House Intelligence Committee, US Representative Russell Friedenberg. Friedenberg thought that Rakitin was passing the government secrets he stole to the legendary Russian asset known as N-13. N-13 was long thought to be Liz’s mother, Katarina Rostova, but Katarina was not N-13, though she was hunted because of it. Katarina tortured her father, Dominic Wilkinson, to give up the fact that N-13 is Red, after which Dom died from the stress, though not before he told Red. So to keep from the world the fact that he is N-13, Red killed Katarina, an execution Liz accidentally witnessed. But Katarina had the wherewithal to record her final discussion with Red in a message to Liz’s cellphone, which Liz later shared with Cooper. On the recording Katarina accused Red of being N-13.

So, after sharing Scotch with Red, Cooper lifted Red’s fingerprint from Red’s Scotch glass and, using the fingerprint reader Aram had just given him, Cooper fed Red’s print into the reader — and behold! — the print opened the “Rakitin files.” So, Cooper has a target on his back and Red has an assignment to carry out. How Red’s knew there was even a chance Cooper would have come by the files is an open question, as is how Liz knew where the thumb drive with the files was locked away is another. (It was made clear Red has many safe deposit boxes).

Meanwhile, Liz has been recruiting Blacklisters left and right. First, she used a high-priced lawyer to spring an early Blacklister, Alban Veseli (The Freelancer, Blacklister #145) from prison. Veseli’s modus operandi is to disguise targeted murders in mass casualty “accidents.” Liz assigned Veseli to arrange the crash of a large passenger airliner to kill a woman who develops and sells chemical weapons, Mary Bremmer aka Chemical Mary (Blacklister #143). Dembe learned of the target when he followed up on the last person Liz hired, a Bosnian bounty hunter. The task force and Paris Air Traffic Control were able to avert the crash. The only problem is Mary Bremmer never got on the plane – because Liz kidnapped her before she could board.

Red speculated Liz wants to use Chemical Mary’s services and wanted to gain her trust. But Liz also made sure the Task Force found out about the details of the plan to crash the plane, by feeding Veseli’s location to a hotel maid on Red’s radar. But, if the plane never crashed, why should Chemical Mary feel any obligation to Liz now? Apart from the fact that Liz has Mary locked up and desperate to see her, Mary is also now “without portfolio”: Because the FBI became involved, Mary’s entire operation was raided, her equipment and product seized, her staff arrested and her network dismantled. She is entirely at Liz’s mercy.

P.S. Oh, and Red mentioned in a private off-hand remark to Dembe that he is not Liz’s father. So there’s that.


⭕ Script 8:8 Ogden Greeley (№ 40)

[ US Navy Second Fleet Maritime Operations Center, Keflavik, Iceland ]
[ Mozart’s ♪ “Ave Verum Corpus” plays ]
[ Captain Andrew Ridge is listening to Mozart over noise-cancelling earphones ]

♪ Ave Ave Verum corpus Natum ♪

[ Lieutenant Cobb approaches him and speaks excitedly, but Captain Ridge can’t hear him ]
[ Captain Ridge takes off the earphones ] [ Music stops ]
Captain Ridge: Lieutenant. Take a breath and start over.
Lieutenant Cobb: You need to see this, Captain.

[ The two naval officers enter a large room with computer screens being monitored by a dozen or so people ]
Lieutenant Cobb: One of our radar satellites picked it up. It’s a ship. A large one. Over 1,000 feet.
Captain Ridge: Is it transmitting?
Lieutenant Cobb: Negative. Its transponder seems to be off. It won’t respond to any of our contact requests.
Lieutenant Owens: Could be a Kuznetsov.
Captain Ridge: That close to shore? Undetected? Aircraft carriers don’t just appear out of nowhere.
[ Beep🔅]
Lieutenant Cobb: Whoa.
Captain Ridge: And they sure as hell don’t disappear into thin air.
Petty Naval Officer Quinn: I’ve got another one. Same size. Bearing 183 degrees. Traveling 22 knots. No active transponder. 26 miles east of the last one.
Lieutenant Cobb: Has to be a technical issue, right?
Captain Ridge: Well, we’re not taking any chances. Scramble a Hornet. I want a pilot to tell me what he sees.
[ 🚨 Alarm sounding 🚨 ]
Lieutenant Cobb: Captain, radar satellites are picking up an incoming projectile mid-flight. Looks like a cruise missile inbound.
Petty Naval Officer Quinn: Our missile warning satellites didn’t pick up the launch. We can try to confirm with ground-based radar if there’s time.
Captain Ridge: How fast is it traveling?
Lieutenant Cobb: Bearing 1-7-9 degrees at Mach 5.5.
Captain Ridge: Get STRATCOM on the line now. And call Space Command, see what they know.
Lieutenant Cobb: Calculating. At that distance, we have 52 seconds to impact.
Petty Naval Officer Quinn: STRATCOM on line five, Captain!
[ Captain Ridge picks up ]
Captain Ridge: This is Captain Ridge. We got warning of an inbound missile but no indication of launch. You guys seeing anything?
Man at STRATCOM: No. That’s a negative, sir.
Captain Ridge: Stand by.
Lieutenant Cobb: 19 seconds to impact!
Lieutenant Owens: Space Command reports all systems nominal, sir. No solar flares or weather events.
Captain Ridge: Close the blast doors! Everybody take cover! Blast positions!
[ People scramble, duck under desks; one grabs a family photo ]
Lieutenant Cobb: 10 seconds! Nine, eight, seven–
[ Blast doors slam shut ]
Lieutenant Cobb: –six, five, four, three, two, one. [ … ]
[ There is no explosion ] [ Alarm stops ]
[ Indistinct conversations start up ]
Lieutenant Cobb: [ Exhales deeply ]

[ A room with a radar display ] [ Keyboard clacking ] [ Radar pinging ]
[ Ogden Greeley turns around to face a video camera ]
Ogden Greeley: Ladies and gentlemen, this concludes our demonstration. The bidding will be open for 36 hours, beginning – now.

[ Cooper meets with Allan Tuppert, Legislative Director to Virginia Governor Nance ]
Cooper: I have to say, I was surprised by your call. I’ve never met Governor Nance. I didn’t realize he knew anything about me.
Allan Tuppert: Only a handful of people know what I’m about to tell you, so whatever happens here, we’re assuming your discretion. After 41 years of public service, Senator Warwick has decided to retire.
Cooper: I’m sorry to hear that, but I’m still not sure how that connects to the Governor’s Legislative Director asking me to breakfast.
Tuppert: Once Senator Warwick steps down, the Governor will have the authority to appoint his replacement. Your name came up.
Cooper: Me?
Tuppert: You’ve had a distinguished military career, followed by a long and, from what I hear, exemplary run at the Bureau.
Cooper: You’re serious? The Governor’s actually considering this?
Tuppert: He’s a good man, Harold. He’s looking for the right person. Whatever good you’re doing at the Bureau, think about how much more you could accomplish in the Senate. Real change on a national level. You earned this opportunity. The people of Virginia need you.
Cooper: And what do you need?
Tuppert: Permission. To consider you for the position. But I need to know you’ll say yes if we go in your direction.
[ Cooper’s cellphone✨ringing. It’s a call from Nick’s Pizza (Red) ]

[ In the kitchen of his restaurant that Red recently has been using as an office, Red pours coffee for Cooper ]
Red: Senator? I wasn’t aware you had political ambitions.
Cooper: I don’t, but apparently, the Governor thinks I should.
Red: Well, what does Charlene think?
Cooper: I haven’t told her yet.
Red: You’re telling me before telling your wife? Harold, please tell me there’s no trouble in paradise.
Cooper: No. I value your opinion. And I already know what she thinks – The Governor’s got an ulterior motive.
Red: I’ve always said you married up.
Cooper: So he’s interested in me for more than my undeniable charm. I’m Black. I’m law enforcement. I check some boxes. Is that so bad?
Red: Not those boxes, no. But I’m in another one of your boxes, Harold, and if the Governor knows that, he may be under the false impression that you are prone to moral ambiguity.
Cooper: Because I work with you.
Red: Mm. Because you put up with me. Who I am, what I do. Because at times, you– look the other way.
Cooper: I choose the greater good.
Red: Which I see as admirable – and the Governor may see as situational. Clamato, Clamahto. Tornado, typhoon. Let’s talk about why I called. What do you know about the National Reconnaissance Office?
Cooper: I know it took over 30 years for the government to admit it exists.
Red: Mr. Ogden Greeley works with them as a defense contractor. Or he did. Five days ago, he went missing. Greeley has SAP-level clearance. Everything there is to know about this country’s satellite technology, he knows it. The CIA assumed he was abducted, possibly by the Iranians or the Russians.
Cooper: That would be an act of war.
Red: If it had actually happened. The truth, I’m afraid, is even more disturbing. Associates of mine in the Middle East forwarded me a communiqué, one that I’m sure the people in your intelligence community will hear about in short order if they haven’t already.
[ Red turns his laptop around so Cooper can see the screen ] [ Key clicks ]

[ Video recording: ]
Ogden Greeley: I am a patriot. I have tried and failed to convince those charged with keeping America safe to act responsibly. As a result, I have come to believe that the only way to address our security issues is to exploit them – to show the bureaucrats through military defeat the flaws they are too blind to see on paper. I have decided to sell my knowledge of the vulnerabilities present in our satellite systems to the highest bidder.

Cooper: Greeley said he’s taking bids. Who from?
Red: Well, there’s the rub.

[ The Post Office war room ]
Ressler: North Korea, Russia, and Iran?
Cooper: Those are the countries Reddington knows about. We have to assume there are others, as well as any number of individual bad actors.
Agent Park: The National Reconnaissance Office. I’ve never heard of them.
Cooper: For good reason. They design, build, launch, and maintain all of America’s spy satellites. They’re the backbone of U.S. national security. Radar, radio, military cell transmissions, the intel every Pentagon general and soldier in the field depends on to defend this country.
Ressler: Yeah, but Greeley’s former NSA. He’s got a wife and kids in Bethesda. Lifers like him don’t usually just wake up and decide to betray their country.
Cooper: Find the wife. See what she knows. Agent Mojtabai and I will reach out to the NRO and CIA, warn them about what’s coming.
Ressler: How much time do we have?
Cooper: Reddington says bidding ends in 13 hours.

[ Baltimore MD ] [ Ogden Greeley’s wife, Alice, lets Ressler and Park in ]
Alice Greeley: Sorry. It’s a bit of a war zone in here today.
Park: No problem, Mrs. Greeley. We’re sorry to take more of your time.
Alice Greeley: Agents from the Bureau were here and some other people from the NRO.
Ressler: Yes, we know. We’re with a specialized task force.
Alice Greeley: Look, I want to help, but like I said, Ogden didn’t talk about his work. Whoever has him, the Russians or – If he tells them what they want to know, there’s no reason to hurt him, right?
[ Ogden Greeley walks along a corridor ]
Alice Greeley: They’ll let him go?
Ressler: We believe it’s possible that he wasn’t taken, that he chose to disappear and that he’s selling classified intelligence.
Alice Greeley: Ogden? That’s not possible. W-Why do you believe that?
Ressler: Did you see anything or hear anything that might help us? Can you think of anywhere he might be hiding?
[ Greeley knocks on a door ]
Alice Greeley: He’s not hiding. If he’s not here, it’s because he can’t be. Ogden is a good man.
Park: I know it’s hard to imagine he would betray his country–
Alice Greeley: Not just his country. His family. No. Ogden loves us. I know my husband. He’s a good man.
[ An attractive woman opens the door ]
Woman: Is it done?
Ogden Greeley: Mm-hmm.
[ He steps inside. They kiss ] [ Door closes ]

[ Beverly Glenn-Copeland’s ♪ “Sunset Village” plays (as instrumental) ]
[ Red sits on a bench in Central Park in New York City. He is leaning back, his eyes closed. Anne, whom he has met before, is seated on an adjacent bench ]
Anne: You’re back.
Red: Oh! [ Chuckles ] The Cape May Warbler. Anna, right?
Anne: Anne.
Red: Anne.
Anne: Meeting your friends again?
Red: Escaping friends, actually. And work. Escaping it all for today.
Anne: You picked the right place for that.
[ Red notices Anne is sketching ]
Red: Oh, you’re an artist.
Anne: Heavens no. I’m not fast enough to finish most. Sometimes I just draw the nests. I like their nests. Funny how they go to all that work, building a home, raising a brood – and then leave it. It’s kind of sad. But they’re fun to sketch.
Red: May I?
Anne: Mm.
[ Anne gives him the sketch book ]
Red: Oh, I like these an awful lot.
Anne What is your name again?
Red: Raymond. Who’s this little fella?
Anne: Fox sparrow. Becoming quite rare in this part of the country. Lives just up the way here.
Red: Where?
Anne: I could show you.
[ Anne and Red walk together ]
Red: How long were the two of you married?
Anne: Almost 25 years. Cal died of lung cancer a month before our anniversary. Big smoker. Some people like to live dangerously.
Red: Yes. Some do.
Anne: What do you do?
Red: I’m a fugitive. Number one on the FBI’s Most Wanted List.
Anne: [ Chuckles ] One, huh? I would’ve gone with fourth.
[ Both chuckle ]
Anne: Now you’re not just a stranger– You’re a stranger with delusions of grandeur.
Red: [ Chuckles ] Do you live near the park?
Anne: I live in Kansas. Little town north of Wichita.
Red: Wichita. Famous for their linemen.
Anne: Mm.
Red: So, what brings you to New York City, Anne? Surely not just the birds.
Anne: [ Chuckles ] Show-tune trip. Cal and I were real big theater folks. Anyway, after he passed, I promised myself I’d go see some real theater – On Broadway. So, I clip my coupons, save up all year, get myself a little place at the Sheraton, and see as many shows as I can in a week.
Red: What a delightful idea.
Anne: Seeing “Dear Evan Hansen” tonight. Last show of the trip.
[ They’ve paused ]
Red: Is this it? The residence of our – fox sparrow?
[ She gets out her binoculars ]
Anne: It’s where he was last time.
Red: I wonder what it is about bird-watching. I find it so – calming. An escape from all the rest of it, I suppose.
Anne: I’d imagine a man with your profession must be quite good at escaping. Raymond, may I ask you a personal question?
Red: Anything.
[ She opens a bag she is carrying ] [ Paper rustling ]
Anne: Would you be interested – in half a chicken salad sandwich?
Red: I think I would.
[ Both chuckle ]
[ Anne’s cellphone chimes ✨]
Anne: Oh. That’s my Uber.
Red: Oh. Ah. It was so nice to see you again, Anne. I hope you enjoy the show tonight.
Anne: Oh, I will. I’m just sorry we couldn’t find that fox sparrow.
Red: Well, I’ll be back in a month. Maybe I can find him then.
Anne: Wait. You don’t live here?
Red: Sometimes. Seems like I’m always on the move.
Anne: Well, aren’t I the heel? I realize I know nothing about you. I’ve been doing all the talking.
Red: I think it’s been just divine.
[ Red’s cellphone✨ringing ]
Red: Oh! Ah. I have to take this. I’m sorry.
[ Anne nods, smiles and leaves ]
[ Cellphone beeps 🔅]
Red: Did you speak with Marvin?
Dembe: Yes. We can cover the retainer.
Red: Talk to Zurich. I want to fund the balance without compromising any liquidity.
Dembe: You said you needed one hour. It’s been three.
Red: Has it? Oh, my goodness. I feel like a different person.
Dembe: You’re unguarded, Raymond. It’s not safe.
Red: A moment’s peace and an afternoon of freedom are rewards that far outweigh the risk. Just call Zurich and don’t worry about me. I’m fine.
[ Beep🔅]
[ Anne reappears ]
Anne: I canceled it. Curtain time isn’t till 8:00, and I can get a cab anytime.
Red: What do you have in mind?
Anne: You. Helping me. Finding a souvenir for my sister.
Red: I know an extraordinary tiny, tiny– “barely enough room for the both of us” chocolate shop about – seven or eight blocks from here.
Anne: Ooh.

[ Door opens ] [ Ressler and Park enter ]
James Halloran: Agents Park and Ressler. Come in, please. Jim Halloran, Director of the NRO. This is Paul Thorn from the DNI’s office.
Ressler: Thanks for agreeing to meet.
Paul Thorn: We’ve seen the recording Assistant Director Cooper sent over.
Park: And you believe Greeley actually has the intel he’s trying to sell?
Halloran: No question. Greeley didn’t just work on our satellites. He helped design the software. Wrote much of the code himself.
Thorn: This country’s national defense is entirely dependent on satellite technology. You realize what kind of threat we’re dealing with? If we fire a missile, it’s guided by satellites. When someone fires a missile at us, we detect it the same way. We use them to track every jet, ship, Humvee, and soldier we have.
Park: And Greeley can shut them down?
Halloran: It’s worse than that. He knows enough to damage the satellites irreparably.
Thorn: Greeley’s code is on dozens of our critical systems. What if he designed a back door. Every asset he touched could be infiltrated.
Halloran: He could be handing our enemies command and control. All our data would be sent to them. Our drones could be landed at their airfields.
Thorn: If they’re smart, they’ll make us think we have accurate intel when we don’t.
Ressler: Drones and aircraft can’t be very effective if they’re seeing enemy targets that don’t exist.
Park: Or not seeing enemy targets that do.
Halloran: If an enemy of the United States buys that intel and uses it, we’re looking at a war we can’t win.

[ The Post Office. Ressler walks over to Aram and Park ]
Aram: I found him! We asked allied intelligence agencies for intel on Greeley, and they sent us this.
Park: Five months ago, in a Berlin hotel.
Ressler: What was he doing there?
Aram: Uh, whatever it was, it, um– wasn’t with his wife.
[ Keyboard clacking ]
Ressler: So much for the devoted family man. Who’s she?
Aram: The BND doesn’t know. But I’m running it through the NSA databases now.
Park: We’re gonna need to move on this as soon as we get an ID. Is Mr. Cooper coming down?
Ressler: Actually, he went out. Said he had some personal business.
Park: Personal business? When we’re trying to stop a war in space?
Aram: That’s a little melodramatic.
Park: What would you say this is?
Aram: An attempt to gain control of our space-based communications, which could cripple our defense network, rendering us powerless in a war against any number of adversaries. Yeah. So, like I said– How could he leave us at a time like this?

[ Cooper and his wife Charlene are riding in the back of an SUV ]
Charlene Cooper: “Senator Cooper.” I like the sound of that.
Cooper: I was hoping you’d think it sounded ridiculous.
Charlene: Why, honey? I can’t think of a better man for the job.
Cooper: Well, there are. Which makes me wonder why they want me. There has to be a reason.
Charlene: I can think of at least three reasons – You’re decent, honest, caring.
Cooper: [ Chuckles ] Reddington says it’s because I’m morally flexible – that I can be counted on to look the other way.
Charlene: Raymond Reddington is a bad person and a worse judge of character. Just makes me want to bust, a man like that judging a man like you. Oh!
Cooper: Hey. How about you don’t bust and we focus on what we’re gonna say to the Governor?
Charlene: Yeah. Ooh! “Governor Cooper.” I like the sound of that, too. [ Chuckles ] Almost as much as “President Cooper.” Now, I love the sound of that.
[ Both laugh ] [ They hug ]
Charlene: Mwah.

[ A private dining room ] [ Alan Tuppert makes introductions ]
Tuppert: Senator, may I introduce Assistant Director Cooper and his wife, Charlene.
Senator Brian Warwick: My pleasure to meet you both.
Charlene: You made a wise choice.
Cooper: She’s as biased as she is blunt.
Senator Warwick: Well, as she should be. But you’re not here to lobby. I’m already a fan. Please. Sit, sit, sit.
Charlene: Thank you.
[ Cooper pushes in Charlene’s chair for her ]
Charlene: Thank you, dear.
Cooper: I’m sorry to start this way, but I’m working a case. If it breaks, I’ll have to step away.
Senator Warwick: Sounds serious.
Cooper: It is. Unfortunately, I can’t discuss any of the details.
Senator Warwick: How marvelous. You’re one of the few people whose access to classified intel may be less when you become a senator.
Charlene: We were surprised to hear that you were stepping down.
Senator Warwick: Well, don’t tell anyone, but I’m 68, and I think it’s time to make way for fresh blood, new ideas. But let’s talk about you.
Cooper: Well, that’s my favorite subject, Senator.
[ Laughter ]

[ The small chocolate shop Red had mentioned to Anne. They are enjoying a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine ]
Red: It’s so counterintuitive– I never would have considered a lack of–
[ Anne takes the check from the waitress ]
Red: Oh, no, no, no, no! Uh–
Anne: Please, please. I insist.
Red: If I’d known you were paying, I would have picked a much more expensive bottle.
Anne: Mm. Well, I loved it. What’s it called again?
Red: I don’t know. Some French red – that’s just old enough to go perfectly with chocolate.
Anne: Mm.
Red: I think we’ve successfully polished off all the champagne truffles.
Anne: Did you try the lavender ones?
Red: I did. I must say, I found the lavender to be a little– too much lavender.
[ Both laugh ] Right?
Anne: It was.
Red: There’s not much left here. You’re definitely gonna need to get something else for your sister. Maybe an “I Heart New York” T-shirt. Or a Statue of Liberty. Or an Eiffel Tower. They also sell those here.
[ Laughs ]
Anne: So, tell me more about your work. You said you were in the Navy?
Red: That was a lifetime ago. Now I have my own – business.
Anne: What do you do?
Red: I consult. Data profiling. Operational guidance. Client relocation. Financial services.
Anne: That sounds mysterious. [ Chuckles ] Who do you consult for?
Red: All sorts. Past few years, I’ve had a – government contract.
Anne: Threat assessment for the government. That sounds like more fun than Cottonwood Falls.
Red: I don’t know, Anne. I think your life sounds rather – balanced.
Anne: Thank you. I like to think it is.
Red: Do you like Alfred Hitchcock? “Rear Window”? “Strangers on a Train”?
Anne: I saw “The Birds.” I didn’t like it.
Red: Well, you’re a bird-watcher. Of course you didn’t like a movie about gangs of murderous birds. What about “North by Northwest”? It’s playing at the Village East tomorrow, midnight screening.
Anne: I fly out tomorrow morning.
Red: Change your flight.
[ Dembe has appeared ]
Anne: Is that someone you know?
Red: Yes. He’s a colleague. Work always seems to find me. I’m terribly sorry, Anne. This has been the most wonderful afternoon. But I need to go. And you have a curtain time to make.
Anne: Hm, yes.
Red: May we offer you a ride back to the Sheraton?
Anne: Oh, no, no, no. I think I’m gonna walk.
Red: But promise me one thing – That you’ll at least consider changing your flight. If you do, you’ll find me waiting for you under the marquee at the Village East tomorrow at midnight with two tickets for “North by Northwest.”
Anne: I will certainly think about that.
Red: Well, it’s a sincere offer. Hitch and I will be tickled pink if you decide to join us.
Anne: Thank you for the delicious wine and chocolates.
Red: Oh, my pleasure. I’ll get our coats.
[ Red walks over to Dembe ]
Red: Did you speak with Zurich?
Dembe: The assets are available.
Red: Then let’s make a deal.
[ To the coat check ]
Red: Thank you.

Senator Warwick: Task Force has done yeoman’s work. Now, you are to be commended.
Charlene: Appointing him senator is commendation enough.
Cooper: If I am sworn in, I’m gonna need an incredible amount of guidance.
Senator Warwick: I’ll do whatever I can to help you. I’m sure you feel the same way.
Cooper: Of course.
Senator Warwick: That’s good to know, because within two weeks of your being sworn in, you’re gonna have to vote on the Black Budget. That’s appropriations for everything from the CIA to the NSA.
Cooper: The National Reconnaissance Office?
Senator Warwick: These agencies are vital to our national security. What they do – I’m not sure that even you are classified to know about.
Cooper: I know enough to know their value.
Senator Warwick: When we vote on the Black Budget, we just vote on a total number. We don’t get to see the line items, we don’t know where the money goes, we don’t know what programs it pays for. We’re given a total number. We are told to vote yea or nay. The number this year is $80 billion. So I’m asking for your promise that you will vote yea.
Cooper: Well, I’m sure I will. I-I haven’t given it–
Senator Warwick: Selecting my replacement is up to the Governor, but he’s agreed not to pick anybody over my objection.
[ Cooper’s cellphone✨ringing ]
Cooper: I’m so sorry.
Senator Warwick: No. Go. Give me time to get to know your lovely wife better. [ Chuckles ]
[ Cooper steps aside to take the call ]
Cooper: Tell me.
Ressler: [ On phone ] We picked up security footage of Greeley canoodling with a Russian spy named Nina Kurylenko.
Cooper: Does the Russia desk have anything?
Ressler: They have Kurylenko landing in London a few hours ago.
Cooper: I want you and Agent Park there ASAP. How are we on time?
Ressler: Bidding closes in seven hours.
Cooper: Go. See if Kurylenko knows anything.
[ Cooper returns to the group ]
Cooper: I’m afraid I have to go.
Senator Warwick: No problem. As long as Charlene stays. Promised myself a two-martini lunch. I’m only halfway toward my goal.
Cooper: [ Chuckles ] [ To Charlene ] I’ll call you later.
Charlene: Alright, baby. Thank you.
Senator Warwick: Harold, about what I asked for – I hope you’ll agree to it. I do so want this to work.
[ Cooper leaves ]

[ Cooper’s office. Aram enters ]
Aram: Sir, uh, here’s what you asked for.
[ Aram hands Cooper a manila envelope ]
Cooper: That’s it? Just the total amount? No itemized allocations?
Aram: Well, it’s, uh, called a Black Budget for a reason, sir.
Cooper: Thank you, Aram.
Aram: Yeah, I know the NRO gets its funding this way. Is, uh, is this about Greeley?
Cooper: Close the door on your way out.
Aram: Okay.
[ Door closes ]
[ Cooper makes a call ]
Cooper: I need you to do me a favor.
[ Red is in his plane ]
Red: Shedding light on the Black Budget? That’ll be fun. Send Dembe what you have. I’ll give it a read and make some calls.
[ Call ends ]
Dembe: As I was saying–
Red: You weren’t saying. You were raining all over my parade.
Dembe: I understand what she means to you – What she represents – But you walked away from an ordinary life a long time ago.
Red: Dembe, it’s a movie.
Dembe: She doesn’t know who you are. She’ll get hurt, Raymond. You don’t want that.
Red: The only person who’s going to get hurt by our going to see “North by Northwest” is Martin Landau when he falls off Mount Rushmore. ⋘⋙ Now, this damn deal. Let’s review the finer points.

[ London, England ]
[ Dance music playing ] [ Ressler and Park are watching a woman seated at a bar ]
Cooper: You’re sure it’s Kurylenko?
Ressler: Sure as we can be.
Park: I don’t want to get too close, but I’m telling you – It’s her.
Aram: [ To Cooper ] Sir, uh, we’re already out of time. The bidding closed an hour ago.
Cooper: Move now. If it’s her, get her back to the safe house as quickly as possible. [ Beep🔅]
[ Deed Plus Thoughts’ ♫ “The World’s Made Up of This and That” plays ]
Bartender: [ To Nina Kurylenko ] Don’t look now, but the woman who’s been watching you, she’s headed our way now.
Ressler: Hey, Park, you got a visual?
Park: Can’t see. Give me a minute. ⋘⋙ She’s on the move.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
[ Park follows but loses sight of Kurylenko. She enters a rest room. She kicks open a toilet stall, but it’s empty. She returns to the hallways and catches sight of Kurylenko, who takes off running. She runs through a kitchen preparation area, pushing down trays ]
Park: Ressler! She’s running! Headed south toward the alley.
[ Kurylenko seems to have escaped Park when Ressler steps into her path with gun drawn ]
Ressler: Nina Kurylenko. Nice to meet you.

[ Ressler and Park interrogate Kurylenko ]
Nina Kurylenko: [ British accent ] I have no idea what you’re talking about. My name is Marjorie Ellis. I’m a British national.
Ressler: You’re from England.
Kurylenko: And you’re from America. You have no jurisdiction here.
Park: We know about you and Greeley. The hook-ups in Berlin.
Ressler: That you’re FSB. You turned him. Convinced him to steal classified intel. So, do us all a favor, drop the act.
[ Kurylenko folds her arms ]
Kurylenko: [ Russian accent ] I have nothing to say.
Ressler: We’re not the people you stiff, Nina. We’re the people you talk to. Because if you don’t, we’ll just hand you over to the CIA. They’ll drop you into a hole that doesn’t exist.
Telling us what you know is the only thing that stands between you and a deep, dark hole.
Kurylenko: I’m supposed to believe you want to help me?
Ressler: I don’t want to help you. But I will if it gets us to Greeley before he sells that intel. Now, if you help us stop him in time, I’ll personally escort you to the Russian embassy. You have my word.
Park: To hell with that. We’re not releasing her.
Ressler: She’s not our priority.
Park: She’s an enemy operative. You don’t get to decide when to apply the law and when to ignore it!
Ressler: Greeley’s about to compromise national security. It’s worth letting her go to protect that.
Park: You clearly think so. I doubt Main Justice will agree.
[ Park leaves ]
Ressler: [ To Kurylenko ] In about 10 minutes, the CIA is gonna come through that door. You tell me where he is, I’ll handle it.
Kurylenko: Why should I trust you?
Ressler: You were assigned to Greeley. To convince him to betray his country. Talk to me, Nina.
You don’t have much time. The intel he stole – has he sold it to you, to Russia?
Kurylenko: He told me what it was so I could assist my government in making a competitive bid. But whether they bid the most or not, you brought me here before I could find out.
Ressler: So, you don’t know who, but do you know when or where? To save yourself, you have to give up Greeley. I can’t help him, Nina, but I can help you. If you help me. The meeting to sell the intel. Where’s it gonna be?

[ Cooper is in his office with Aram talking to Ressler and Park in London ]
Cooper: Mongolia?
Ressler: [ On phone ] Meeting’s in four hours. Outside of Ulaanbaatar.
Cooper: Kurylenko – you believe her?
Ressler: I do.
Cooper: We have to get to Greeley before he enters the country.
Ressler: Too late. He’s already there.
Cooper: Who’s the buyer?
Ressler: Kurylenko doesn’t know, but Mongolia sits between Russia and China, so my money’s on one of them.
Park: The Mongolians aren’t gonna let us roll in and start making arrests.
Ressler: Even if they would, we can’t get there in time.
Aram: And if we tell the Mongolian government the truth, then we have to reveal that Greeley’s carrying classified intel. How do we know they won’t read it? Or copy it?
Park: So we can’t stop him ourselves and we can’t ask for help. We’re out of options.
Cooper: What about the Disposition Matrix?
Park: The what?
Ressler: It’s the official term for the federal Kill List.
Aram: Wait. So you’re– you’re saying we should assassinate him?
Cooper: We could scramble a drone from Kandahar. And there’s a difference between assassination and targeted killing by the military.
Aram: Well, whatever you call it, we’d still be executing an American citizen without due process.
Park: Due process takes time. If this is an act of war–
Aram: Is that what this is?
Park: Are we supposed to risk national security to stop and ask a court for permission?
Aram: Yes! We are!
Ressler: I haven’t seen the Kill List used in a case like this before. Are we sure it’s even possible?
Cooper: No. But we have a duty to present the facts to the NSC while there’s still time to act.
Aram: Sir. Ressler. Guys. Come on. You can’t be okay with this.
Ressler: Look, Aram, we’re out of options.
Cooper: [ To Aram ] Call the White House. Let them know I’m on the way.

[ A secure conference room at the White House ]
Cooper: Who’s in there?
Paul Thorn (DNI’s Office): President’s on the line from Air Force One. Chairman of the Joint Chiefs. Principals from the National Security Council. That includes the Secretary of State and Defense by remote link.
Cooper: Is the President ordering a strike?
Paul Thorn:They’re discussing his authority.
Diane Hatch (Legal Counsel): Assistant Director Cooper. Thanks for your patience. We have a few questions.
Cooper: Of course.
Diane Hatch: As you know, all the targeted killings carried out in the last 20 years or so have been connected to the global War on Terror.
Cooper: Yes.
Diane Hatch: President’s authority derives from the 2001 Authorization to Use Military Force, passed after 9/11.
General Warren Ames (Chair Joint Chiefs of Staff): Our concern is that that authority doesn’t apply here. Greeley is not a known terrorist. He has no link to Al Qaeda or ISIS or any other terrorist organization?
Cooper: He appears to be acting as an individual for his own financial gain.
Diane Hatch: That complicates the matter.
General Ames: Under Article 2 of the Constitution, the President has the general power to defend this country from imminent attack.
Diane Hatch: The problem is, we don’t know how “imminent” the attack might be.
Cooper: That’s true. Greeley isn’t selling a weapon. He’s selling intelligence that may be used as a weapon.
Diane Hatch: And we’re not at war with any of the potential buyers.
Cooper: We haven’t declared war, but that doesn’t mean an enemy hasn’t declared war against us. If they’re buying our intelligence, we have to assume they intend to use it. Are we really supposed to wait until North Korea or Iran has attacked us with our own technology before we can defend ourselves?
Legal Counsel Diane Hatch: Greeley’s an American citizen. That means he has a Constitutional right to due process.
[ Ogden Greenley gets into a vehicle with metal briefcase ]
General Ames: That right’s not absolute. Sure, if he were in D.C., we’d arrest him, but he made that impossible. Our people can’t get there in time.
Secretary of state: [ On video ] The U.N. Charter requires us to notify the Mongolians before executing a strike on their soil.
General Ames: We didn’t notify the Pakistanis before we went after Bin Laden.
Hatch: We took the position that notification isn’t needed if the country involved is “unwilling and unable” to intervene.
Ames: We can’t notify the Mongolians, Diane. We can’t let anyone know that intel’s in play.
Secretary of State: We also have no extradition treaty.
Hatch: Mr. President. We have less than three hours, sir. If you intend to act, we need to know now.

[ The White House ]
Ressler: [ From London ] Where are you?
Cooper: Waiting outside the conference room. It’s almost time. The Reaper [an armed drone] should be in position soon–
[ Paul Thorn steps out of the conference room ]
Paul Thorn: Assistant Director Cooper? Screen’s up.

[ Live satellite video shows a car moving through a street near Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia ]
Paul Thorn: That’s Greeley’s car. He’s en route to the meeting point.
Cooper: How sure are we?
Paul Thorn: We have confirmation from cameras on the ground in Ulaanbaatar.
General Ames: Centcom Command, this is Ames, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs. How long to the target?
Centcom Commander: Four mikes out. We have an RQ-180 conducting surveillance and an MQ-9 moving into position.
General Ames: Be advised, we will not go weapons free until we have a visual on the target and the buyer. If someone’s moving against us, I want to know who the hell it is.
Centcom Commander: Roger that.
[ Ogden Greeley walks into a courtyard between two buildings carrying the metal suitcase ]
Centcom Commander: Target appears to be arriving now.
General Ames: Command, how close can you get us?
Centcom Commander: Target confirmed.
Diane Hatch: What do we know about the surrounding buildings? We may have a collateral-damage issue.
Centcom Commander: Unknown. We’re working to identify the occupants as we speak.
Diane Hatch: Any strike needs to happen outside. We are not killing civilians or government workers.
General Ames: Stand by. Two unknown subjects moving toward Greeley.
Centcom Commander: Repositioning for visual.
[ A closer visual shows that the two “unknown subjects” are in fact Red and Dembe ]
[ Cooper stands up ]
Cooper: Oh, my God.
Diane Hatch: Is that–
Cooper: Raymond Reddington.
[ On the ground in Mongolia ]
Red: Mr. Greeley! Or Ogden. Do you prefer Ogden?
Centcom Command: Centcom Command, standing by. We’re in position, sir. Awaiting your orders.
[ Cooper speed-dials Dembe ] [ Line✨ringing ] [ The visual doesn’t show Dembe picking up ]
Cooper: You can’t do this.
General Ames: Say that again?
Cooper: Raymond Reddington is a-a criminal.
Ames: So?
Cooper: So the President’s decision to authorize this strike was clearly to protect against a rival power, an enemy nation-state intent on using our technology against us. Reddington doesn’t have an army. He can’t take a military action.
Ames: Maybe not, but he can sell it to a country that can.
[ On the ground in Mongolia ]
Ogden Greeley: I have to say, Mr. Reddington, I never imagined you could raise this kind of capital.
Red: [ Chuckles ] I’m rather surprised myself. Apparently, I have a phenomenally high criminal credit score.
[ Red looks around and skyward ]
Let’s not talk here. Why don’t we move inside?
Diane Hatch: There’s a strong argument that Reddington’s presence fundamentally alters our authorization to proceed.
Ames: So we do nothing? We just let our most sensitive intel fall into the hands of the world’s most wanted fugitive?!
Centcom Commander: [ Audio ] General Ames. Sir. They’re on the move. We need a decision, sir. They’re moving out of our sight line.
Ames: Damn it! Get the President on the line. Now!
Centcom Commander: We have no clear shot. We’ve lost visual.
Ames: Find them!
Centcom Commander: We have no assets on the ground, sir. There’s no way for us to track their movement.
Ames: [ To Cooper ] You just put every American in danger.
Cooper: We’ll find them, sir. You have my word. We’ll do everything in our power to bring them in.

[ Cooper’s office. Dembe enters with a thick manila envelope for Cooper ]
Dembe: The Black Budget. Here are the results you were looking for.
Cooper: I know Reddington acquired Greeley’s intel. I could have prevented that from happening, but it would have required killing you both.
Dembe: Are you wondering if you made the right decision?
Cooper: How does he do it? Find out about things that are– impossible to find out about?
Dembe: He is a resourceful man. [ Smiles ] You are a good one. Whatever’s in there, I hope it doesn’t prevent you from accepting the Governor’s offer. This country needs a man like you.

[ Cooper visits Senator Warwick ]
Alan Tuppert: Director. Or should I say Senator?
Cooper: [ To Tuppert ] Would you give us a moment?
Tuppert: Well, good news enjoys company.
Cooper: Then you should definitely go.
[ Tuppert leaves. Cooper gives Senator Warwick the manila envelope that contains the details of the Black Budget ]
Senator Warwick: What’s this?
Cooper: The reason you wanted my promise. And the reason I can’t give it.
Senator Warwick: If you can’t give it, you won’t be appointed.
Cooper: When no one can see how money gets spent, it can get spent anywhere, including a no-bid, $100-million contract to a company in which your son is a principal owner.
Senator Warwick: My son?
Cooper: This isn’t about him. This is about you, using public money for private gain.
Senator Warwick: Whatever you think you have here, you have because you broke the law. Earmarks in the Black Budget are classified.
Cooper: Is that a threat?
Senator Warwick: That’s advice. Friendly advice that we forget that we ever met – for your sake. I thought I had the right man for the job, but clearly – I was mistaken.

[ Red’s kitchen office. Cooper and Dembe are there. Red pours coffee ]
Red: Warwick is a piece of gum on the bottom of your shoe – and the Senate a wind tunnel of self-indulgence. What we do is far more important.
[ Red brings out the metal suitcase ]
Red: Here. The intel Greeley stole. Luckily, I turned out to be the highest bidder.
Cooper: If your plan was to buy it, why even give us the case?
Red: Oh, don’t sell yourself short, Harold. The Bureau, on occasion, can be somewhat helpful. In this case, as a re-sale market.
Cooper: You want to sell us our own intel?
Red: Yes. For $200 million. [ Slurps coffee ] 175. Friends and family discount.
Cooper: What did you pay for it?
Red: 150. What’s a small mark-up between family and friends?
Cooper: I’ll see if I can get you 155. For the intel and a thank-you.
[ Ogden Greeley knocks on the door of Nina Kurylenko’s room. He has a bouquet of flowers ]
Cooper: We knew Greeley was selling the intel in Mongolia. To prevent it, I got the President to order a drone strike on him and whoever he was selling to.
[ Nina Kurylenko’s door opens. Ogden Greeley is met by Agent Park and several other agents ]
Red: You invoked the federal Kill List?
Cooper: Yes. And because you kept your endgame secret, you were nearly vaporized.
Red: 155 it is. And I thank you. [ Slurps ]
Dembe: I’m sorry about the Senate.
Cooper: He was right. Because of our relationship, Warwick assumed I’d be morally ambiguous.
Dembe: He assumed wrong.
Cooper: Did he? I’m not so sure.
Red: You accept that the world is gray. That’s a virtue, not a vice.
Cooper: I know the Task Force does good work. I know people like Greeley are a threat to the country and we keep them off the street. But then I think about what else I do. Ordering a drone strike on an American citizen without due process, not reporting Agent Keen’s criminal activities.
Red: You’ve taken calculated risks which have been amply rewarded.
Cooper: Whether that’s true, only time will tell. What I know now is that working with you has changed me. It’s changed all of us. None of us are the same people we were when this began.
Red: I’m not the same, either. I’m better. I think you’re the reason why. You could’ve said yes to Warwick, told him you’d vote his way, then go back on your word once you’d been sworn in. That’s what some people would’ve done. Hell, that’s what most people I know would have done. But not you, Harold. You could’ve made a promise that you never intended to keep and become a United States senator. But you didn’t. Because your word is your bond. Very few people can say that.
Cooper: When you put it like that, I’m almost glad I didn’t drop a Reaper on your head.
Red: What will Charlene do when you tell her you turned down Warwick?
[ Beverly Glenn-Copeland’s ♪ “River Dreams” plays ]
Cooper: She’ll be sad. For about 10 minutes. Then she’ll shrug, make some popcorn 🍿, and we’ll fall asleep watching an episode of “The Chi.”
Red: That’s it?
Cooper: That’s it. That’s what ordinary people do. You should try it sometime. An ordinary life. It’s really quite extraordinary.

[ Anne waits on the street outside the movie theater ]
[ Anne’s cellphone rings✨] [ Cellphone beeps 🔅]
Anne: Raymond?
Red: Anne. I am so terribly sorry.
Anne: Is everything okay?
[ Red sits in the back seat of his car as Dembe drives ]
Red: No, it’s not. It’s work. I’m afraid I’m not going to be able to make it tonight.
Anne: [ Disappointed ] Oh. Okay. It’s not a big deal.
Red: Yes, it is. I asked you to stay, to change your plans.
Anne, Raymond, don’t worry. It’s okay. I didn’t change my plans. I just got home a few hours ago.
Red: [ Disappointed ] Oh. I see. I had such a lovely time together.
Anne: Oh, I did, too. Perhaps we’ll meet up again sometime. In the park.
Red: I’ll be sure to look for that fox sparrow for you.
Anne: You do that. Let me know if you find him.
Red: I will. Goodbye, Anne.
Anne: Goodbye.
[ Tearfully, Anne turns around and walks away from the movie theater ]
♪ ♪

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Episode Songs


♫ Ave Verum Corpus, K. 618
By Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
(Performed by: Bavarium Radio Symphony Orchestra, Leonard Bernstein, Bavarium Radio Symphony Chorus, Wolfgang Seeliger)

Ave verum corpus,
Natum de Maria virgine;
Vere passum immolatum
In crucis pro homine.
Cuius latus perforatum
Unda fluxit et sanguine.
Esto nobis praegustatum
In mortis examine.

(English tr.:
Hail, true body,
Born of the Virgin Mary;
Who has truly suffered, slaughtered
On the Cross for humanity.
Whose side was pierced,
Pouring out water and blood.
Be a foretaste for us
During our ordeal of death.)

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/37SdxTU
YouTube: https://youtu.be/EcIam990umU


♫ Sunset Village
By Beverly Glenn-Copeland

♪ Let it go
Let it go down
It’s okay

♪ Let it come
Let it take all
thoughts away

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3bI2z4O
YouTube: https://youtu.be/W0bIfGaT9Hw


♫ The World’s Made Up of This and That (Fatboy Slim Remix)
By Deeds Plus Thoughts

♪ You maybe doing this
You maybe doing that

♪ You maybe doing this
You maybe doing that

♪ A little bit of this!
A little bit of that!

♪ A little bit of this!
A little bit of that!

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3uDGmNF
YouTube: https://youtu.be/4ImRYetFBJw


♫ River Dreams Beverly Glenn-Copeland
By Beverly Glenn-Copeland

♪ [Non-Lyrical Vocals]

Stereogum article (6/30/2020): http://bit.ly/3syu8UY [Non-Lyrical Vocals]
YouTube: https://youtu.be/L-JaWgRu8sY

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🔴 Script 8:9 The Cyranoid (№ 35)

Program air date: 3/5/2021 in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-aVi
Entertainment Weekly Recap: http://bit.ly/2NYezHr

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Directed by: Andrew McCarthy
Written by: Allison Glock-Cooper, T Cooper



Brief (Where we’re at): [ Note: See also the Brief at the beginning of the script for Episode 8:8 Ogden Greeley, which provides more background relevant to this episode ]

Red owes his life to Cooper after Cooper prevented the carrying out of a drone strike on a turncoat named Ogden Greeley (Blacklister #40) who planned to sell classified intel on how to control US spy satellites to the highest bidder. The highest bidder turned out to be Red. Cooper reported the theft to government higher-ups, based on a recording Greeley made on his intentions – a recording given to him by Red. Red’s plan was to win the bidding war and then to sell back to the US its own intel. What he didn’t figure in was that Cooper would come up with the idea of sending in a drone to vaporize both Greeley and the buyer. Cooper was with members of the National Security Council at the White House to observe the strike taking place (ironicallly, via the same spy satellites that the sale of the intel would have disabled). When the satellite visual zoomed in, Cooper saw Greeley in the process of handing a briefcase with the data over to Red. So Cooper argued to the NSC members that Red’s being only a criminal and not a nation-state would make the killing illegal – and the White House Legal Counsel agreed. The Chairman of the Joint Chiefs was hopping mad, but the end result was that Red and Dembe live on, to crime another day.

When Red later offered the suitcase of intel to Cooper for a minor $50M markup, Cooper told him what had happened. Red agreed to lower his profit margin to $5M and offered a thank you. In the meantime, the task force arrested Greeley who had sold out his country (and family) for the favors a beautiful British woman. Only she wasn’t British, but rather a Russian FSB agent named Nina Kurylenko. Ressler told Kurylenko he’d personally walk her over to the Russian consulate if she’d turn on Greeley. Agent Park objected to letting her go, but Kurylenko took the deal, giving up the location of the meeting (Mongolia) where the data sale was to be completed.

In other developments, Cooper was offered an appointment to step into the shoes of retiring Senator Brian Warwick. But there was a catch. Cooper would have had to overlook a line item in the super-secret “Black Budget” involving a no-bid contract with a company in which Warwick’s son held a major interest; Cooper of course refused. And Dembe put the kaibosh on Red’s on-going flirtation with the birdwatching lady, Anne: “You walked away from an ordinary life a long time ago. … She doesn’t know who you are. She’ll get hurt, Raymond. You don’t want that.”


⭕ Script 8:9 The Cyranoid (№ 35)

[ Red and Dembe enter a house. No one is home. Red checks out a duffle bag under a table. Dembe finds a gun, a revolver, in an end table. He takes it. They wait ]
[ A woman enters ]
A man’s voice on the woman’s phone: I’ve been trying to reach you. Doesn’t matter. Just– Just listen to me. There were two men. They know. I don’t know how, but they know. They came to the nest asking about the contract. They know where you are. They’re coming.
[ The woman, with wavy, long brown hair, heads to the end table where Red found her gun. Then she notices Dembe sitting on the couch ]
[ Red sits across from Dembe in an armchair. He waves the revolver in the air ]
Red: Elizabeth. I think we’re long overdue for a talk.

[ ~ Twelve hours earlier ~ ]
[ Cooper, Ressler, Aram and Agent Park are assembled in the war room of the Post Office ]
Cooper: What Agent Keen has done is reprehensible. Working to exonerate The Freelancer. Using him to befriend a war criminal like Chemical Mary. There’s no defense of that. But I think maybe I’ve confirmed a plausible explanation.
Ressler: You mean besides revenge against Reddington for killing her mother.
Cooper: I mean an explanation that matches what I know about Elizabeth. That she wouldn’t do any of this unless it was for a cause greater than herself. In this case, outing a traitor to the United States.
Aram: N-13.
Cooper: Elizabeth recently stole a thumb drive from a safe deposit box of Reddington’s. We know that the drive contained intel compiled by a man known as Rakitin.
Aram: A hacker who may be working on behalf of the Russians.
Cooper: The House intel chair thinks Rakitin was working somewhere in the U.S. government. He was close to finding out where when someone hacked into his committee’s computer and deleted all the files they had on Rakitin.
Agent Park: Do they know who did it?
Cooper: They don’t. But I do.
Ressler: Reddington.
Cooper: Rakitin funnels stolen intel to N-13. The drive that Keen has contains stolen intel Rakitin was funneling to Reddington.
Aram: Two plus two equals – Mr. Reddington is N-13.
Ressler: We think, but we don’t know. And we won’t know until we find the real Rakitin.
Cooper: That’s right. Fortunately, we have a lead. To be precise, five leads.
[ Cooper brings up profiles of at least 15 people on the overhead display ]
Cooper: The thumb drive Keen stole contained deep cover intel on a series of CIA assets stationed across the globe.
Aram: Wait. You decrypted it? Even– Even the NSA couldn’t decrypt it.
Cooper: The NSA didn’t have Reddington’s thumbprint on a scotch glass.
Park: You think one of these agents is Rakitin?
Cooper: No. But their identities were compromised by him, so I asked the House intel chair how many people in the Office of Intelligence and Analysis had the clearance to even know the identities of this many assets. The answer is five.
[ Profiles of the five are displayed ]
Cooper: I want their security clearances frozen and a full workup done. One of these five is a traitor to this country.
[ Elevator door opening ]
Cooper: I want to know who.
[ Red and Dembe step out of the elevator ]
Ressler: Maybe we should ask him.
[ Remote for the overhead display beeps🔅 ]
Cooper: [ To team, low voice ] For now, this stays with us.
Cooper: [ To Red ] We can talk in my office.
Red: Why so glum, Harold? You all look like you’re in a Bergman film playing chess with death.
Cooper: Just housekeeping. Come on. I know you don’t like coming here, so what you have to tell me must be urgent.

[ Cooper’s office ]
Dembe: We acquired this recording late last night.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]

Mary Bremmer: [ On mobile phone ] It’s me. Keen’s willing to make a deal. She wants to meet with Neville tomorrow here in D.C.
Vandyke: [ Over phone ] He’s not in the District.
Mary: Then get him here. My life depends on it.
[ Phone beeps🔅]
Mary: [ To Liz ] He’ll never forgive you for this.

Red: The man is an associate of Neville Townsend’s. I had a line on him and a tap on his phone, but the line’s been broken and the phone disconnected. This is all I know. That as of this morning, Neville Townsend is in the District.
Cooper: To meet with Elizabeth. What we don’t know is why.
Red: So she could kill him, I suspect. Townsend hunted her mother for years, forced her into hiding away from Elizabeth, who now wants revenge.
Cooper: Why play me the recording?
Red: Because it was made on a satellite phone, and we can’t pinpoint the location.
Cooper: So we’re working together on this.
Red: We are. The risks are too great if we don’t. I’ve found one of Townsend’s former bodyguards.
[ Dembe’s cellphone vibrates; he steps out ]
Red: My people are working him now. Make no mistake, Harold. By going after Townsend, Elizabeth is putting her life in grave danger.
[ Dembe hands the phone to Red ]
Dembe: He’s is on the line. He says it’s urgent.
Red: Thank you.
[ Red steps out ]
Red: [ Taking call ] Yeah.
Cooper: [ Dembe ]Tell me everything you can about this recording. I’ll have the NSA inspect the tapes with our low Earth satellites.
Dembe: It came into the Townsend organization yesterday, 4:23 p.m.
[ Outside Cooper’s office, Red talks on the phone with (!) Rakitin ]
Red: You’re overreacting.
Rakitin: They froze my security clearance. And when I say “they,” I mean Harold Cooper. The drive that was stolen. He must have accessed it, which means he is coming for me. Cooper needs to be stopped before that happens.
Red: I said I’d take care of it – and I will.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅, snaps shut ] [ Red goes back into Cooper’s office ]

[ Knocks on door ] [ A woman cracks the door, but leaves the security chain engaged ]
Vandyke: We’re here for Mary.
[ Mary Bremmer stands behind the woman at the door ]
Mary: Is Neville here? Is he with you?
Vandyke: Open the door and we can talk.
[ Door chain scrapes, rattles ] [ Door opens ]

[ Outside the multistory building where Mary Bremmer is, Ressler and Park are parked in an SUV equipped with surveillance equipment. They monitor the chatter. Ressler is also coordinating teams for a sting ]

[ Chatter heard by Ressler and teams over surveillance: ]
— [ Static, radio tuning ]
— Woman: But it’s your stuff. I mean, what do you want me to do?
— Woman 2: The senator…
— [ Static crackles ]
— …explanation. It’s being widely anticipated…

[ Dog barking ]
Park: [ To Ressler ] You okay?
Ressler: I’m fine.
Park: You don’t seem fine.
Ressler: [ Into microphone ] Hey, camera two, scan that second floor again for me, will you?

[ Chatter heard by Ressler and teams over surveillance: ]
— Woman: You said that I could make it up in extra…

Park: I know how hard this is for you.
Ressler: The NSA said this is where the call came from. Keen’s here.
Park: Point is, you’re doing the right thing. Seeing this through. Bringing her in.

[ Chatter heard by Ressler and teams over surveillance: ]
— Man: It’s– It’s not a problem with the wiring.

Ressler: [ To Park ] Just make sure she doesn’t get hurt. [ Into microphone] Hey, unit two. Third floor west.

[ Heard by Ressler and teams over surveillance: ]
Vandyke: I know what was agreed to, but he changed his mind.
Mary: Just go with him, please.
Woman: No. Absolutely not.
Vandyke: He’s insisting.
Woman: I gave you very specific instructions. I was very clear.
Vandyke: And I realize that.

Park: He just make us?
Agent: [ Over comms ] I think he did. Should we move in?
Ressler: No. Hold tight.

[ Heard by Ressler and teams over surveillance: ]
Mary: You understand why he’s insisting on a neutral location. He has no reason to trust you.

[ Ressler sees movement at a window ]
Ressler: Park. What do you think? Lookout?
[ In the apartment ] [ The look-out, “Beans,” has noticed the unmarked FBI SUV ]
Beans: Hey, lady. These your friends?
[ A woman in a knit cap and long wavy hair looks out of the window ]
Ressler: That’s her, Park. That’s her.
[ The group in the apartment hurriedly exits ]
Mary: What the hell are you doing?
Vandyke: Getting you out of here!
Ressler: Breach. Breach. All units, go now!
Park: I’ll take the north.
[ They jump out and run toward the building ]
Vandyke: [ On radio, to their driver ] Keen lied. It’s a setup. We’re coming your way.
[ Gunshots 💥💥💥 ] [ Grunts ] [ Gunshots continue 💥💥💥 ]
Park: Shots fired. Shots fired. Officer down.
[ Grunting ] [ Ressler runs down a service alley. He thinks he sees Liz. She turns around ]
[ Gun cocks ]
Ressler: Stop! Keen! Put it down!
[ She first aims at Ressler but then instead shoots the FBI agent behind him ] [ Gunshot 💥 ] [ Grunts ]
[ She turns and climbs up a ladder ]
Officer: I’m okay.
[ Back inside the building, she runs into Vandyke, gun drawn ]
Vandyke: You wanna live, you come with me.
[ Ressler finds the apartment. He looks out of the window ]
Ressler: Park, they’re on the street. Moving west, headed your way.
[ Gunshots 💥💥💥 ] [ Grunts ]
[ Vandyke and the others climb into the get-away car, all except for Mary Bremmer ]
Park: Freeze! Don’t move! FBI!
— Forget Mary! Leave her!
[ The get-away car takes off ]
Park: Hands!
[ Mary Bremmer is arrested, but the others escape ]

[ An interrogation room at the Post Office. Ressler is seated across from Mary Bremmer. Cooper and Aram are also there ]
Ressler: Elizabeth Keen. Where is she?
Mary Bremmer: I don’t know. Dead for all I care.
Ressler: She grabbed you in France, used you to lure out Neville Townsend.
Mary: She grabbed me and befriended me, tricked me into believing I could trust her, when all she wanted was to use me to betray my brother.
Cooper: Say that again.
Mary: Neville Townsend is my brother.
Aram: A war criminal and an international fugitive. Your parents must be proud.
Ressler: Keen thought she was using you to trap Townsend, but you made sure it was the other way around.
Mary: I was minding my own business when she kidnapped me. I’ve done nothing wrong.
Aram: Except use chemical weapons on men, women, and children.
Mary: I’m a research scientist. If you can prove otherwise, arrest me. If not, let me go.
Cooper: That’s not gonna happen.
Mary: Then I’m not gonna tell you what you want to know.

[ Inside Red’s Mercedes ]
[ Cellphone rings, beeps🔅]
Dembe: It’s Cooper.
Red: Harold, please tell me you found her.
Cooper: Found and lost, I’m afraid.
Red: Townsend got there first?
Cooper: He got Elizabeth. We got his sister, Chemical Mary.
Red: Mary Bremmer? She’s Townsend’s sister?
Cooper: We have her in interrogation, but we’re not getting anywhere.
Red: Our Townsend associate is proving to be equally obstinate. We’re ratcheting up his Q&A, moving from paper to plastic.
Cooper: You know Townsend. What hope does she have?
Red: He’s a very dangerous man. Elizabeth kidnapped his sister, and now he has Elizabeth. If I were her, I’d feel pretty hopeless.
[ Agent Park appears at Cooper’s door ] [ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Cooper: Any word on Agent Keen?
Park: No, but we found Rakitin.

[ Police radio chatter ] [ Cooper and Park walk toward a vehicle ]
Park: He was one of the five suspects we’d been investigating at the Office of Intelligence and Analysis. Suspending his security clearance must have spooked him. Apparently, he was notified this morning that his credentials were frozen. Left the office. Neighborhood security patrol found his car less than an hour later.
[ Inside the car is a dead man, gun in hand, an apparent suicide ]
Cooper: Wrap the vehicle. Get Evidence Response on site. Something here points to his relationship with Reddington, and I want it found.

[ An older man, Godwin Page, walks along a hallway with a young Black woman, Blake Brown ]
Blake Brown: Godwin, I’m begging you. Please.
Godwin Page: It’s urgent.
Blake: He gave me very specific instructions.
Godwin: This takes precedence.
Blake: Whatever it is, it’ll have to wait. His last episode was four days. He was manic. He can’t be disturbed.
Godwin: Blake, my love, we need to wake Mr. Townsend. Right now.
[ They enter a darkened bedroom. Neville Townsend is sleeping, sitting upright in a chair. Next to the chair is a small table with a half dozen or so prescription bottles on it ]
Blake: [ Gently ] Neville? Neville, can you hear me?
[ She touches his hand. Townsend wakes with a start and grabs her wrist ]
Blake: [ Groans ] It’s okay. It’s okay, Mr. Townsend. You were sleeping.
[ Townsend breathes heavily ]
Godwin: Sir. I’m sorry to wake you, sir. It’s Elizabeth Keen. We have her.

[ Townsend enters a room where a woman sits, her head covered with a black sack ]
Neville Townsend: I’ve been dreaming about you, Elizabeth. You. Your mother. The malice you must feel toward me because of her death. It’s as if I– I manifested you, brought you here from my sleep. Why? We both know why.
[ He sits down across from her ]
Townsend: We know I need to be the last face you see while you’re begging for your life.
[ Vandyke removes the sack from the woman’s head. It’s not Liz, but someone who looks a lot like her ]
Townsend: What is this? Who– What have you done?
Vandyke: You need to hear her out.
Townsend: You said you had Elizabeth Keen.
Woman: Neville. Look at me. I am Elizabeth Keen.
[ The scene appears contemporaneously on a computer screen at a remote location, watched by someone wearing headphones ]

[ Cooper calls Red from the site of the apparent suicide. Red is in the kitchen of his restaurant ]
Cooper: I thought our focus was finding Elizabeth.
Red: That’s right.
Cooper: I thought we had an understanding.
Red: We do. And I’m living up to that. Though your tone suggests you believe otherwise.
Cooper: What “suggests otherwise” is Rakitin’s dead body.
Red: What are you talking about?
Cooper: You killed him.
Red: No, I did not.
Cooper: You took time out from trying to find Elizabeth in order to save your own hide, to keep him from confirming that you’re N-13.
Red: I’m not worried about my hide. I worry about Elizabeth’s. I strongly suggest you do the same. And whoever is dead, I certainly didn’t kill him.
Cooper: I don’t believe you.
Red: Well, that’s your problem, not mine.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅] [ Police radio chatter ]
Red: Harold says Rakitin is dead.
Dembe: We would have heard.
[ Sighs ] [ Cellphone🔅beeping🔅]
Red: I’m gonna make some calls, scratch around. After you finish that, why don’t you swing by his place, see what you can find.
[🔅Beeping continues🔅]

[ Townsend has just finished reading a letter ]
Vandyke: She had it in her jacket when we searched her.
Townsend: Well, Miss – Keen. This is certainly unprecedented. Where’s Mary?
Woman: In FBI custody.
Townsend: And she took her, what, to hurt me?
Woman: Talk to me, Neville. I’m right here. I’m looking right at you.
[ The woman watching remotely puts her cup down in front of the computer ]
Townsend: [ Sighs ] Why did you take my sister?
Woman: Because I had no way to reach you. Abducting your sister forced her to make contact, to negotiate her own safe return, and to get this face to face meeting with you. I had nothing to do with today’s capture.
Townsend: No? You’re an FBI agent.
Woman: Not anymore, I’m not. The FBI can’t help me. You can.
Townsend: If you thought saving my sister would put you in my good graces, you’re wrong.
Besides, why would you think I’d help you? I’ve done nothing but hurt you. I murdered your mother. I’ll kill you once–
Woman: You believe my mother was murdered by the Kazanjian Brothers. That never happened. They betrayed you, cut a deal with my mother to fake her death and buy her the time she needed to clear her name.
Townsend: I don’t believe any of this.
Woman: And I don’t expect you to. You’ve spent 30 years hunting my mother because you believe she’s the Russian turncoat they call N-13. She’s not. She was innocent.
Townsend: Katarina Rostova is N-13.
Woman: Katarina Rostova was framed by her father and set up as a patsy. She knew that you and the rest of the world would never stop hunting her until she could prove that truth, a truth she died trying to uncover.
Townsend: You said she was alive.
Woman: She was. Until Raymond Reddington killed her.
Townsend: Are you saying Reddington killed her to hide the fact he’s N-13?
Woman: Yes. And I can prove it. That he’s the reason your family’s dead. He’s the one you need to kill, and I’m here to help you do exactly that.
Townsend: Tell me more.

[ The kitchen of Red’s restaurant ] [ Red dries silverware ]
[ Door creaks open ] [ Dembe enters with Rakitin ]
[ Silverware clinking lightly ]
Red: What the hell are you up to?
[ Door creaks shut ]
Rakitin: They wanted Rakitin, I gave them someone who fits the bill.
Red: I told you I was handling it.
Rakitin: Does Cooper believe it was me?
Red: That’s not the point.
Rakitin: That’s the only point. The witch hunt is over and there’s one less government knob sticking his nose into our business. You should be thanking me.
Red: You tricked them. For a day. Maybe two. But they’ll see past it, and when they do, they’ll come looking for you.
Rakitin: You give them too much credit.
Red: My friend, I am engaged in a 30-year project. Now, you may be a vital part of that, but if you jeopardize it again as the impetuous amateur that you are, I will let you go. Permanently. Is that clear?

[ Aram and Park are working at nearby workstations in the war room. Aram is looking at scenes from Mary Bremmer’s chemical weapons attacks. Park is reviewing surveillance from the stake-out at the apartment building ]
Park: Still combing through surveillance.
Aram: I can’t believe she’d work with someone like this.
Park: She wasn’t working with her. She was using her to get to Townsend.
Aram: Have you seen what she’s done? Chemical Mary. The way her weapons have been used. Against civilians, children. The Agent Keen I know wouldn’t use someone like this to get to Townsend or anyone else. She’d arrest her and make sure she couldn’t hurt anyone again.
Park: Whoa.
Aram: What is it?
Park: Look. This is footage from the raid, and that’s supposed to be her.
[ Keys clacking ]
Aram: Agent Keen.
Park: Right. Except–
[ Keys clacking ] [🔅Beeping🔅] [ A close-up comes up ]
Aram: It’s not Agent Keen.
Park: Someone’s pretending to be her.
Aram: Why would anyone do that? But, uh, more importantly, this woman, where did they take her?

[ Neville Townsend’s place ] [ Cellphone beeps🔅]

[ Audio recording plays ]
Katarina: I can’t imagine what this must be like for you. Knowing you can’t kill me because of how much Elizabeth loves her mother.
[ Two gunshots 💥💥 ]

[ Beeps🔅]
Neville Townsend: That’s quite – convincing.
Woman: I wouldn’t have gone to the effort of taking your sister, luring you out, of making this pitch unless I was certain. Raymond Reddington killed my mother because she had uncovered the truth. She had evidence. She discovered his plan, and he killed her to keep her quiet.
Townsend: Even if you’re right, why would I ever trust you?
Woman: I told you, I’m not an FBI agent.
Townsend: The FBI raided my team during a meeting with you. They have my sister. They’ll force her to talk.
Woman: Those are the very people enabling Reddington. Working with him.
Townsend: The FBI.
Woman: I told you, he’s embedded himself in the Bureau, gained their trust. To what end, I don’t know, which is why I need your help.
Townsend: You mean my money.
Woman: I mean your influence. Look, Reddington has an army on both sides of the law. I can’t do this alone. I need a partner.
Townsend: What you’ve done, coming here like this, it’s– It’s audacious. But if I were to even consider an alliance, I’d need to know, without question, that I can trust you.
Woman: You can trust me.
Townsend: I hope so. Which is why I’m going to give you an opportunity to prove it.

[ The Post Office war room ]
Ressler: I can see it’s not Keen, but what I can’t figure out is why it’s not Keen.
Aram: And how did she find someone that looks exactly like her?
[ Park enters ]
Park: Just got the forensics back from the scene. No hit on the prints and nothing off facial recognition. Whoever Keen’s doppelganger is, she’s not in any database.
[ Cooper walks over ]
Ressler: We got nothing. No leads.
Cooper: We don’t have to find her.
Ressler: Why not? She could lead us to Keen.
Cooper: We don’t have to find her because she found us. She surrendered herself out front five minutes ago.
[ The elevator opens and the Liz look-alike is escorted in by two officers ]

[ Ressler is an interrogation room with Mary Bremmer. The others observe from outside ]
Ressler: We can sit here all day, but this, whatever it is we’re doing, it’s not gonna work. Look, you obviously are working with her. You’re some kind of a surrogate. So, why don’t you tell me how I can help?
Liz look-alike: Ressler, I told you what I need.
Ressler: No, it’s Agent Ressler.
Liz look-alike: Donald. Come on. I care about you. I want to end this as much as you do, but I need your help.
Ressler: We’re not giving you immunity.
Liz look-alike: I can’t tell you what’s happening until you do. Please.
Ressler: Talk to me about Keen.
Liz look-alike: I told you, it’s me.
Ressler: No.
Liz look-alike: You want proof? [ Leans forward, low voice ] Why don’t we start with what happened between you and me the night before I went on the run?
Ressler: Who the hell are you?
Liz look-alike: [ Loudly ] Harold. Please. I need your help. Reach out to Panabaker. See if she’ll consider a deal.
[ Cooper’s office ]
Cynthia Panabaker: Absolutely not!
Ressler: Giving her immunity is the only way that we can find Keen.
Panabaker: Giving who immunity? We don’t even know who she is.
Ressler: Well, we know she knows a lot about Keen.
Panabaker: What she knows is that you thought it was a fine idea to dip your wick in the fugitive end of the swimming pool. Honestly, Harold, sometimes I wonder if Keen is still out there because you can’t find her or because none of you want to.
Cooper: It’s hard going after a beloved colleague. I make no secret of that. But I’d remind you that we apprehended Chemical Mary, a war criminal who’s eluded capture for over a decade. That, thanks to this Task Force, she’s sitting in an interrogation room awaiting transport to central lockup.
Panabaker: I am aware you have neutered more than your fair share of swamp creatures, which is why I give you a perilously long leash. But it’s not so long that I’ll approve granting immunity to someone whose identity I am unaware of.
Cooper: Ressler, go over the forensics again. Facial recognition, prints. See what you can find.
[ Ressler heads out of Cooper’s office ]
Panabaker: Be good if that included your dignity.
[ Cooper’s landline ☎️ rings ]
Cooper: This is Cooper.
Red: I thought I had someone who could help us locate Elizabeth. Sadly, I was mistaken.
Cooper: Townsend doesn’t have her. We thought he did. When we raided her safe house, we thought we saw his team grab Keen, but turns out, it was a look-alike.
Panabaker: If you boys are done mansplaining to each other–
Cooper: [ To Red ] Play nice. Cynthia Panabaker’s here.
Red: Tell me about this look-alike.
Cooper: She was a walk-in.
Panabaker: Says she’ll lead us to Keen if she gets immunity, which I will not be granting until I know exactly who we’re dealing with.
Red: A look-alike. A walk-in. Someone who knows how to lead you to Agent Keen. Be careful, Harold. I suspect that woman may be a Cyranoid.
Cooper: Excuse me?
Red: A play on a play. Cyrano de Bergerac, in which the homely but clever poet woos the lovely Roxane by speaking through a handsome intermediary. A timeless tale, perfectly adapted to the criminal world.
Panabaker: What the hell is he talking about?
Red: Imagine being able to hire trained operatives – ex-Mossad, discharged military personnel, agents of all stripes – to be your eyes, your ears, and your voice.
Cooper: Are you saying that Liz can hear everything her – Cyranoid can?
Red: Yes. She’s the master of her own puppet. An avatar of herself. Consider the arms dealer who’s conducting business in a war zone. Or the cartel leader who’s personally delivering a ransom. One might dream up any number of dicey and dangerous situations in which criminals would fear for their lives. Cyranoids are the solution. They’re paid surrogates offering a physical likeness of their employer while broadcasting the experience to said employer.
Panabaker: Broadcasting how?
Red: A device in the eye. A gadget in the ear. I don’t know how the magic works. I’m told it’s a voyeur’s delight.
Cooper: If you’re right and this is Elizabeth’s stand-in, why would she give herself up?
Red: My suspicion, Harold, is that she hasn’t. She just wants you to believe that she has.
[ Liz’s Cyranoid is alone in the interrogation room. She walks over to a panel on the wall and opens it. Behind it is a keypad. She enters a combination. The room goes dark ]
Panabaker: Something tells me the canary just ate the cat.

[ The war room ]
Park: I have double-checked. I’ve triple-checked. We can’t ID her.
Aram: Whoever she is, she is not our problem. Now, this – This is our problem. Douma and Khan Shaykhun. Syrian children victimized by chlorine gas.
Ressler: What are you doing?
Aram: We have a war criminal in custody. I am going to confront her with her war crimes.
[ Cooper enters ]
Cooper: She cut the feed. Keen’s Cyranoid.
Park: Her what?
Cooper: The doppelganger. We’ve lost visual contact.
[ Ressler rushes to the interrogation room and enters ]
[ Ressler’s phone beeps🔅]
Ressler: She’s gone. Repeat, she’s gone.

[ Liz’s Cyranoid finds Mary Bremmer’s interrogation room. She keys in a combination ] [ Keypad beeps🔅]
Mary Bremmer: How did you get in here?
Liz’s Cyranoid: Your brother. He sent me.
Mary: What? How? What do you mean sent?

[ Flashback: ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: I am not a murderer.
Townsend: She knows too much. She’s made herself a liability.
Liz’s Cyranoid: She’s your sister.
Townsend: You can’t beat Reddington without me. That’s why you’re here. You need me on your team. This is my price. Are you willing to pay it?

Mary: What are we doing? Does Neville have people on the way?
Liz’s Cyranoid: Your brother loves you very much.
Mary: Oh! [ Grunting ] [ Choking ]
[ Liz’s Cyranoid strangles Mary Bremmer to death ]

[ Aram keys in the combination to the interrogation room ] [🔅Keypad beeping🔅] [ Aram enters, gun drawn ]
Aram: Do not move.
Liz’s Cyranoid: Aram. Put the gun down, Aram.
Aram: How do you know my name?
Liz’s Cyranoid: Aram, it’s me. It’s Liz.
[ Park find the room where Aram and Liz’s Cyranoid are located on the real-time surveillance feed ]
Cooper: There. Go back.
[ Keys clacking ]
Cooper: Sector Four. Lower level. B-corridor south. Lock it down.
[ 🚨Alarms blaring🚨 ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: I promise you, Aram–
Aram: Get on the ground.
Liz’s Cyranoid: –I hired the woman you’re looking at right now. I can see and hear everything she does. She says what I tell her to say.
Aram: I said get on the ground.
Liz’s Cyranoid: That’s how she knew about the Task Force. That’s how she got out of interrogation. I told her how to kill the cameras, gave her the override codes.
Aram: Stop where you are, or I will shoot.
Liz’s Cyranoid: Turbo.
Aram: What?
Liz’s Cyranoid: Your pet turtle’s name is Turbo. You ride your bike to work. You like your salad dressing on the side. Your last girlfriend was a socio—
Aram: Do not come any closer!
Liz’s Cyranoid: Aram, it’s me.
[ 🚨Blaring🚨continues ]
Ressler: Breach control, Sector Four. We need a team at the south egress.
Aram: If you’re Liz or – acting for Liz, whatever, just – Why kill Mary Bremmer? Liz would never do that.
Liz’s Cyranoid: I don’t expect you to understand, but I am doing what is necessary to end this. To stop Reddington.
Aram: She was in our custody.
Liz’s Cyranoid: She was a murderer, Aram. She killed innocents.
[ Liz’s Cyranoid looks over toward Mary’s body; Aram follows her gaze. She pushes past him ]
Aram: [ Groans ] No.
[ She pulls the door closed behind her ]
[ Aram tries to shoot through the glass 💥💥💥 but it is bulletproof ]
Aram: No.
[ Liz’s Cyranoid grabs a fire extinguisher and smashes the door lock, trapping Aram inside ]
[ 🚨Blaring🚨continues ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: I’m sorry, Aram.

[ A radio repair shop ] [ Light jazz music plays on an old-fashioned radio ]
[ A buzzer announces a new customer ]
Rory: Be right with you!
[ Red and Dembe walk into the back room ]
Rory: Whoa, hey, sorry. Employees only. I can help you two up front.
Red: I need to speak with The Commissioner. ⋘⋙ The Commissioner? Isn’t that what he calls himself?
[ To Dembe ] I thought you said he calls himself The Commissioner. Or The Commander. Sorry. The Commander.
Dembe: Jafari calls him The Commissioner.
Red: I need to speak with The Commissioner.
Rory: [ Chuckles ] Guys, um– I don’t know who The Commissioner is, or why you think he’s here, but we fix radios–
[ 💥 Red shoots the radio ]
Red: The Commissioner.
Rory: Right. You, um– need to speak to Mr. Wonderly first. Be vetted by security.
[ Red slaps his gun on the table in front of Rory and takes a seat ]
Red: Let’s not waste anyone’s life today.
Rory: Just– Just a minute.
[ Rory turns around and unlocks a small safe with his fingerprint ]
[🔅Beeping 🔅] [ Beep🔅]
[ He takes out a small box, out of which he takes an earpiece and puts it on. Then he takes a single contact lens from the box and inserts it in his eye ]
Rory: Paging him now.

[ Ressler with several officers finds Aram trapped in the interrogation room ]
Aram: The doppelganger. Agent Keen’s telling her what to do, where to go. She has a radio.
Ressler: [ To officers ] Notify CRT. Get men down to the utility corridor. Lock it down.

[ From an unknown location, The Commissioner puts on headphones and looks at Red on a computer screen ]
[ Receiver pinging 🔅🔅🔅 ]
The Commissioner: What’s this?
Rory as Cyranoid for the Commissioner: “You’re not on my schedule.”
Red: Commissioner. Are you in there? This is surreal. I’ll get to the point. I need information on one of your contracts.
The Commissioner: Who are you? How did you find me?
Red: Uh, who I am doesn’t matter. What does matter is that I found you, and that I’m willing to tell the world everything I know about your little enterprise unless you tell me where I can find your client Elizabeth Keen.
The Commissioner: Okay, just hold on. Slow down–
Rory as Cyranoid for The Commissioner: –I don’t have client information.
Red: I suspect you keep a rather close watch on your clients.
Rory for The Commissioner: On their money, yes. On their payments. Not their physical whereabouts.
The Commissioner: The only way to do that is to trace the signal while they’re communicating– Rory for The Commissioner: –through their Cyranoid in real time.
Red: Okay, then. The location of Elizabeth Keen’s Cyranoid. I need it. In exchange, I stay quiet and your little shop of horrors remains our secret.

[ 🚨Alarms blaring🚨 ] [ Agents search the hallways in the far reaches of the Post Office, looking for Liz’s Cyranoid ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: [ On radio ] Hey.
Ressler: Keen. I know you can hear this.
Liz’s Cyranoid: You should let me go.
Ressler: Those days are over.
Liz’s Cyranoid: Why? Nothing’s changed.
Ressler: No. You ordered your puppet to murder Bremmer. Now you’re helping her escape.
Liz’s Cyranoid: I’ve missed you.
Ressler: Well, how about we get together? Have a little chat. All right? You know where to find me.
[ Liz’s Cyranoid comes up behind Ressler and holds her gun to the back of his head ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: Yeah. As a matter of fact, I do. Give me your gun.
[ Ressler surrenders his gun ]
Ressler: Don’t do this.
Liz’s Cyranoid: Cooper, I know you can hear me. I have Ressler. Tell everyone to stand down. I don’t want to hurt him, but if I see even one guard, I will shoot him.
[ They have reached an elevator, but it has a keypad that requires an access code ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: [ To Ressler ] The alarm scrambled the codes. You know the new ones. I don’t.
[ Ressler keys in the numbers ] [🔅Beeping🔅] [ Elevator doors open ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: I meant what I said. I really do miss you.
[ Elevator doors close ]

[ Miss Collins, the woman who has been acting as Liz’s Cyranoid, arrives home. She takes a call on her cell phone. It’s from Rory, the young man who works at the radio repair shop ]
Miss Collins: Yeah.
Rory: Thank God. There you are. Where have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you.
Collins: What do you mean where have I been? I’ve been on assignment.
Rory: Doesn’t matter. Just– Just listen to me.
Collins: What’s wrong? What’s going on?
Rory: There were two men. They know. I dunno how, but they know. They came to the nest asking about the contract.
Collins: I can’t reach the client. You know that. We only correspond through–
Rory: The interface. I know. Which is why The Commissioner was forced to give them your location. They know where you are. They’re coming.
[ Collins rushes to the end table where her gun should be. Dembe is sitting on the couch ]
Red: Elizabeth.
[ Collins turns around. Red has her revolver. He waves it in the air ]
Red: I think we’re long overdue for a talk.
Collins: I can’t help you. I don’t know where she is. We’re not online.
Red: Then bring her back online. ⋘⋙ That’s not a request.
Collins: Whatever it is you want, you can’t get to her. You can’t hurt her. It’s why she has me as an avatar.
Red: I want to talk to her.
[ Collin puts on her earpiece and inserts the contact lens ]
[ Beep🔅] [ Liz is online ]
Collins: [ To Liz ] Yes. I am, thank you. Actually, no, there’s a man who’s insisting on speaking with you. ⋘⋙ Yes. He’s here now.
[ Collins turns to face Red ]
Collins: [ Exhales slowly ] [ Slowly, she opens her eyes ]
[ At Liz’s location, a view of Red appears on a computer screen ]
Red: Is she there? Elizabeth, are you there?
Liz’s Cyranoid: I’m here.
Red: This certainly makes me reconsider my dislike of cellphones.
Liz’s Cyranoid: What do you want?
Red: I’d like this to stop. For us to find peace. To talk.
Liz’s Cyranoid: We’re talking now.
Red: Where are you? I can come to you.
Liz’s Cyranoid: I don’t want to see you.
Red: We need to speak. Face to face, just you and I.
Liz’s Cyranoid: See, that’s the thing about you. You’re used to getting your way every time. Well, that’s not gonna work with me. Not anymore.
[ Red has Collins’s gun. He lets five of the bullets clatter to the floor, holds up the sixth ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: You can’t follow or interrogate me. That’s why I have a Cyranoid. To eliminate your control. And as far as finding me? Good luck, and goodbye, Reddington.
[ He slips slips the bullet in and spins the cylinder for a game of Russian Roulette. He points the gun at Collins’s forehead ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: So, now you’re gonna kill an innocent bystander to get to me?
Red: The innocent bystander you used for your contract killing of Mary Bremmer? I’m no lawyer, but I’m pretty sure that makes her a murderer. What it makes you, I’m still grappling with. The more immediate question is whether you’re willing to let this woman die as a result of your choices?
Liz’s Cyranoid: I’m not holding a gun.
Red: But you are, Elizabeth. Tell me where to find you, and she lives.
[ Red points the gun at Liz’s Cyranoid’s forehead ] [ Gun clicks ✵ ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: You really think you have power over me, don’t you?
Red: Your location.
Liz’s Cyranoid: I’m not giving it to you.
[ Gun clicks ✵ ]
Liz’s Cyranoid: I am not surrendering myself to you.
[ Gun clicks ✵ ] Okay.
Miss Collins (as herself): Stop. Please. Stop.
Red: Your location.
Liz’s Cyranoid: I didn’t say stop. She did.
Red: This young woman doesn’t deserve to die, Elizabeth. It’s your decision, but Miss Collins has three chambers left.
Liz’s Cyranoid: If you’re going to put a bullet in that poor woman’s head, that’s your doing, not mine.
[ Gun clicks ✵ ]
Collins (as herself): Please, sir, I’m begging you. I can help you find her. Just put the gun down, please.
Red: Two chambers, Elizabeth.
Liz’s Cyranoid: Miss Collins. Is that your name? I’m sorry to put you in this situation. I’m so terribly sorry.
[ Gun clicks ✵ ]
Red: You’re an extremely lucky young woman. But unfortunately, that’s it. Last chance. Give me your location, Elizabeth, or the next chamber is blood on your hands.
Liz’s Cyranoid: Do what you’re gonna do. This conversation is over.
[ Beeps🔅] [ Call ends ]
Collins: Wait! Stop, please. She’s gone. She disconnected. Please, I’m begging you. She’s gone.
Red: [ Calls out to Dembe ] Did we get the trace?
[ Dembe steps out ]
Dembe: Columbia Heights. Quincy Street.
[ Red, holding up the bullet, shows Collins that all six chambers of the revolver had been empty the whole time ]
Collins: [ Exhales deeply ]
Red: A cheap trick. My apologies.

[ Cooper’s office ]
Cynthia Panabaker: Where’s the line, Harold? The bright light. The demarcation between what you won’t stand for and what you’ll let slide even as it rots your soul.
Cooper: If I had a quarter for every time I’ve asked myself that question–
Panabaker: [ Sighs ] I can’t unsee what I saw.
Cooper: Of course you can. People do it every day. Look away from bigotry. Degradation. Disease. Ignore injustice.
[ Cooper pours two glasses of Scotch ]
Panabaker: Someone was murdered here today.
Cooper: You don’t understand Agent Keen. What she’s been through, the incredible burden Reddington placed on her. If you knew the whole story, if you knew half of it, you’d be as amazed as I am that she’s behaved as well as she has. I never could have. I don’t know anyone who could.
Panabaker: So you’re saying there is no line.
Cooper: No. I’m saying that drawing it is about the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. But I– think it’s time I do just that.

[ The Post Office war room ] [ Agent Park slaps an official document down for Ressler and Aram to see ]
Ressler: What’s this?
Park: Evidence Response Team’s report. From the cryptographer’s vehicle.
Aram: [ Reading ] He had fruit punch in his thermos?
Ressler: The intel on the drive that Keen stole from Reddington. It’s all here.
Park: It is now. It wasn’t when he died.
Ressler: What do you mean?
Park: He had a laptop in his vehicle. None of the files on the deep cover agents found on Rakitin’s drive was there at the time of his death.
Ressler: So who input the data? A ghost?
Park: How about Rakitin? Think about it. He knows we’re looking for him. I don’t know how he does, but just go with it for a sec. He knows there’s only five people with access to this kind of intel, so he kills one of them and uploads the incriminating data onto his computer.
Ressler: Looks like he did us a favor.
Aram: How do you figure?
Ressler: Well, originally, we had five suspects, and now we have four. That puts us 20% closer to finding the real Rakitin.
[ Cooper and Panabaker come out of their meeting ] [ Panabaker walks alone toward the elevator; Cooper joins the group ]
Aram: What’s she gonna do about today?
Cooper: Issue an arrest warrant for Elizabeth Keen.
Ressler: You couldn’t talk her out of that?
Cooper: I’m the one who asked her to do it.
[ Panabaker gets into the elevator ] [ Elevator doors close ]

[ Red and Dembe arrive at the address in Columbia Heights on Quincy Street to which Dembe traced the communications from Liz to her Cyranoid. A desk with a computer sits in a darkened, vacuous room. There is no sign of Liz, but there is a burner phone ]
[ Dialing ] [ Telephone rings✨] [ Neville Townsend answers ]
Neville Townsend: Reddington.
Red: Where’s Elizabeth Keen?
Townsend: Life is full of little surprises, isn’t it? Imagine mine when I learned Rostova wasn’t responsible for the death of my family.
Red: But she was.
Townsend: Keen says otherwise.
Red: A daughter wanting to believe there was good in a mother who was bad.
Townsend: I heard the tape. You killing Rostova to cover the truth. So very operatic, even for you.
Red: Elizabeth Keen is not to be trusted.
Townsend: Oh, I think she is. She’s proven herself quite an asset already.
Red: Murdering your sister.
Townsend: Above and beyond, I think you’ll agree. It seems that there is literally nothing she won’t do to get to you. You certainly collect enemies in your wake. And as the wise men say, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Red: My issues with Elizabeth Keen don’t concern you. And my issues with you don’t concern her.
Townsend: Oh, but they do. In ways you’ve kept secret for far too long. Uh, it turns out that you’re due for a reckoning. And Elizabeth Keen and I are coming to deliver one.
[ Call ends ]
[ Townsend takes some pills with a glass of water ]
[ Blake Brown enters ]
Blake: Try and get some sleep.
Townsend: I always try. ⋘⋙ And I never do.

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🔴 Script 8:10 Dr Laken Perillos (№ 70)

Program air date: 3/12/2021 in the US
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Director: Phil Bertelsen
Written by: Aiah Samba



Brief (Where we’re at): Liz has formed an alliance with Neville Townsend, the man who had put a bounty on Katarina Rostova’s life (the “Townsend Directive”). Katarina (Blacklister #3), Liz’s mother, had been fleeing from the Directive for 30 years, but for much of that time the Directive had been dormant, as Townsend had believed Katarina must be dead ~ until first Liz and then Ressler pried into Katarina’s past and inadvertently alerted the Townsend Organization that Katarina might still be alive. At that point, the Directive was once again put into play, leading Red to travel to Paris to alert Katarina. Instead of thanking him, Katarina had kidnapped him and subjected him to torture to get him to tell her why she was being hunted. It turned out that it was because Townsend thought she was N-13, a mysterious agent of uncertain allegiance thought by some to be a myth, but who Townsend thought was Katarina.

Red escaped from Katarina, but her next step was to move next door to Liz and pose as a new neighbor, befriending her and becoming Agnes’s nanny. When Red found out, Katarina hired the Kazanjian Brothers (Blacklisters #156-157) to help her evade both Red and Townsend by staging her own death. She then went into hiding but convinced Liz to help her find out who was really N-13. So Liz kidnapped her grandfather Dominic Wilkinson (Dom), Katarina’s father, and helped subject him to torture. In a drugged state, Dom told an hallucinated vision of a young Katarina that it was really Red who was N-13. When Red arrived, Dom confessed what he had told Katarina, and then died. Katarina headed directly to the Townsend Organization to tell a regional director that Red was N-13. But Red got there first. He showed up to meet Katarina in addition to the representative from Townsend (who showed only as a propped-up corpse). Katarina got Red to admit he was N-13 in a conversation which she surreptitiously captured in a recorded call to Liz’s cellphone. Then Red shot Katarina, inadvertently in full sight of Liz, who had come running to intervene.

Now, Liz has gone directly to Neville Townsend, armed with the audio-recording to prove that Katarina was not N-13 and that Red is. Because Townsend had vowed to kill Liz as well as Katarina, instead of going personally, Liz sent a “Cyranoid” of herself (The Cyranoid, Blacklister #40), a look-alike who could see, hear and speak for Liz in real-time, via various technologies. Townsend was intrigued by Liz’s offer, but didn’t trust her as a former FBI agent. So Townsend gave Liz a test: to have her Cyranoid murder Mary Bremmer (“Chemical Mary,” Blacklister #143), his own sister, who was being interrogated by the Reddington Task Force on site at the Post Office.

Red, in the meantime, went to the source of the ‘Rent-A-Cyranoid’ business to get the location of the individual who had acted as Liz’s Cyranoid, a Miss Collins. He put her through a game of Russian Roulette with Liz online, trying to get Liz to give up her location. The game was a ruse (all chambers of the pistol were empty), but it kept Liz online long enough for Dembe to trace the communications link. Liz was expecting as much, since, when Red and Dembe arrived at the site, she was gone, but there was a burner phone. The phone connected to Neville Townsend, who gleefully shared with Red the news of his new alliance with Liz.


⭕ Script 8:10 Dr Laken Perillos (№ 70)

[ Winter in Berlin, Germany ]
[ A woman comes out of the back door of a restaurant with a glass carafe of coffee. Near a trash receptacle, she pours the remaining liquid down a sewer drain. She puts the carafe into the trash. Inside the trash receptacle is a black plastic trash bag which she opens, taking out a down jacket, which she puts on ]
[ The woman places a call on her cell phone ]
Woman: It’s done. He’s down.
[ She walks away ] [🚨Sirens wailing in the distance🚨]
[ Inside the restaurant, a man (Liam) lies on the floor, gasping for breath ]
Liam’s wife: [ In German with subtitles ] Hold on. Hold on –
Liam: [ Gasping ]
Liam’s wife: Just hold on. You’re going to be okay, Liam.
[ Two EMTs arrive wheeling a gurney ] [ The first EMT talks to Liam’s wife. The second (EMT2) attends to Liam ]
EMT: What’s wrong?
Liam’s wife: We were just having coffee. He said his chest hurt, that he couldn’t breath. It happened so fast.
EMT2: He’s got fluid in his lungs.
Liam’s wife: He collapsed.
EMT2: Possible acute respiratory edema.
EMT: Let’s get him into the van.
EMT2: He needs oxygen.
[ They lift Liam onto the gurney ]
EMT: Ma’am, stay here.
[ They wheel Liam toward the ambulance. Liam’s wife begins to follow ]
EMT: Stay here.
Liam: [ Gasping ]
[ Inside the ambulance, the first EMT is with Liam. EMT2 drives ]
[ The EMT puts a strap across Liam’s waist ]
EMT: Please hold still sir.
[ Liam takes off his oxygen mask ]
Liam: [ Gasping ]
[ The EMT gives Liam an injection ]
Liam: What are you doing? Why are you restraining me?
[ EMT2 makes a call ]
EMT2: [ In English ] He’s on board. Tell him we’re en route. Ten minutes out.
[ The first EMT secures a strap across Liam’s forehead ]
Liam: Why are you doing this?
[ Meanwhile, two other EMTs approach Liam’s wife, who sitting on a bench is crying. She is being comforted by two women ]
Real EMT: [ In German ] Where is he?
Liam’s wife: What? What’s going on?
Real EMT: The patient. Is he inside?
Liam’s wife: No, what? They were already here.
Real EMT: Who was already here?
Liam’s wife: The medics.
Real EMT: We are the medics.
[ Inside the ambulance, the EMT takes out a stainless steel device. It looks like a two-pronged fork, with sharpened prongs. He places it under Liam’s chin, and fastens a strap behind Liam’s head, to keep the prong in place, pressing into his neck under his chin ]
Liam: [ Muffled screaming ]

[ An industrial site ]
[ Liam is wheeled along a corridor into room with a half dozen computer screens showing only static surrounding a medical procedure chair ]
[ Footsteps approach ] [ Dr Laken Perillos is an attractive Black woman. She speaks slowly, dramatically and menacingly ]
Dr Laken Perillos: They say the Heretic’s Fork exposes the sinner. Makes him renounce his sins. What do you renounce, Mr. Bracker? Hmm? Let me help you.
Liam Bracker: [ Gasping ]
Dr Perillos: Your cartel’s expanded into territory that isn’t yours. My employer can’t allow that.
Liam Bracker: [ Strained ] We’ll stop. We’ll stop.
Dr Perillos: Oh, I know you’ll stop. As of this moment – you’re out of business, but that’s not why you’re here. You’re going to tell me all the relevant details of your operation.
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
Dr Perillos: Every runner, every financier–
EMT2: [ Clears throat ] He says it can’t wait.
Dr Perillos: Hmm. [ To Liam ] I’ll be with you shortly. [ On phone: ] I was just about to phone you. We’re ready to start the uplink.
Neville Townsend: Change of plans.
Dr Perillos: What does that mean?
Townsend: It means I need you here in the U.S. It’s, uh– It’s a matter of some urgency.
[ Cellphone clatters ]

[ ♪ “Summer Winds” by Rob Kirk plays (see links at end) ]
[ Red is in a laundromat with Dembe and an associate named Bobby Dixon. Red watches laundry turning in a dryer ]
Bobby Dixon: You can’t be here. They’ll see you.
Red: I once dropped acid with Allen Ginsberg. We spent a glorious afternoon in SoHo – just tumbling.
Bobby: I know what you want, but I can’t help you.
Red: I miss that gentleness.

♪ Summer winds are softly blowing ♪

[ Red and Bobby continue to talk in Red’s Mercedes ]
Red: You’re a service provider, Bobby. I put you on the payroll to provide a service – information on Townsend. You’re laundering his money out of a laundromat, which is in itself entertaining, but I also know you’re skimming off the top.
Bobby: That’s not true.
Red: Oh, you’re definitely stealing from Townsend. And while I admire your chutzpah, I can’t help but think that if I know you’re stealing from Townsend – it’s just a matter of time. So – tell me where I can find him or where I can find someone who can.
Bobby: I don’t know where he is.

♪ See the little girl ♪

Bobby: But I know where his money goes. Once it’s cleaned, I make a series of deposits.
Red: Who gets the biggest one?
Bobby: A woman. Laken Perillos.
Red: Perillos. The Brazen Bull.
Bobby: What?
Red: Go on.
Bobby: I don’t know who Perillos is, but I assume that if you could get to her, she could help you find Townsend.
Red: And where is she?
Bobby: In the States. I was told that she came in last night. That’s all that I know.
[ Vehicle door opens. Dembe gets in ]
Dembe: That was Ruddiger. He thinks he has something for us.
Red: [ To Bobby ] You know what they call a money launderer who can’t be trusted? [ Dialing ] A bad investment. Get out of here.
[ Red reaches Cooper ]
Red: I have a lead. [ Vehicle door closes ] Townsend.
Cooper: An arrest warrant has been issued for Elizabeth.
Red: That’s a mistake.
Cooper: No. It’s a tragedy.
Red: I can tell you how to get to Townsend.
Cooper: The only person I’m focused on getting to is Elizabeth. I don’t see how that’s helped by going after the person whose sister she killed.
Red: Elizabeth killed Mary Bremmer at Townsend’s instruction.
Cooper: Townsend wanted his sister killed?
Red: No, but you had her in custody, so he ordered the hit to keep her from talking. And as a test of Elizabeth’s allegiance.
Cooper: Keen and Townsend are allies? I thought she wanted him dead.
Red: A desire she’s put on hold so they can join forces and come after me.
Cooper: So if I follow your lead and go after Townsend, I could get to Elizabeth?
Red: Tell me, Harold, what do you know about the Brazen Bull?

[ The Post Office war room ]
Aram: A metal bull? Used to torture and execute people.
Cooper: According to legend, yes. The condemned were locked inside while a fire was set beneath it.
Ressler: That is brazen, but how’s a Greek torture device relevant to us?
Cooper: The bull was invented by Perillos of Athens, a student of pain and the eponymous namesake of Laken Perillos, the woman Neville Townsend employs to inflict pain on his victims to extract information. Reddington believes Perillos can lead us to Townsend and Townsend can lead us to Keen.
Agent Park: Not after she killed his sister.
Cooper: Apparently that’s what Townsend wanted her to do – as a test of her loyalty.
Aram: Mr. Reddington says Liz is working with Townsend? This is impossible.
Cooper: I hope you’re right. But there’s only one way to find out.
Park: What do we know about Perillos?
Cooper: Very little. Except that she’s brutal and effective. She came onto the scene six years ago. At that time, Antonio Bastinado, Dominic Morgan, and Andres Gataki controlled the ships that carried nearly all the contraband coming through the Bosphorus. How they managed it was a tightly guarded secret until Perillos got hold of them. Now they’re dead. Townsend controls the strait – and examples of Perillos’ handiwork keep people in line.
Aram: Liz doesn’t know Townsend sanctioned this. I mean, she can’t know, right?
Ressler: Did Reddington give you a lead on Perillos?
Cooper: He gave me the one victim Perillos didn’t kill. Name’s Roman Einhorn. Has an estate in Westchester. Reddington says Perillos left him alive as a warning to others.
Park: What kind of warning?
Cooper: Apparently you’ll see when you talk to him. Or – try to.

[ Ressler and Park visit Roman Einhorn’s estate in Westchester VA ]
Caregiver: I told you, this is a waste of your time. He doesn’t want to see you.
Ressler: Well, he doesn’t have a choice.
Caregiver: Mr. Einhorn hasn’t accepted guests in almost two years.
Park: Ma’am, we’re not his guests. We’re the FBI. He has no choice.
Caregiver: What exactly did they tell you about Mr. Einhorn?
Ressler: We know he was maimed. Look, we’re just trying to find the woman who was responsible.
Caregiver: [ Sighs ] The gaze interaction can be slow to respond. He gets frustrated. You need to be patient.
[ Park and Ressler enter. Einhorn sits in wheelchair behind a computer monitor ]
Electronic Voice: I remember nothing.
Ressler: Mr. Einhorn, we understand your apprehension.
Park: We’re trying to help.
Caregiver: And as he told you, Mr. Einhorn doesn’t want your help.
Ressler: Mr. Einhorn, Dr. Perillos isn’t just mutilating people, she’s murdering them. We understand that you’re the only person who survived her torture, the only one who’s seen her face, and we need your help to stop her.
Einhorn: What happened to me six years ago was a warning, an illustration to others who question her limits. I was told that if I assist the police, the doctor would come back to finish what she started. This was her promise to me, and so, as I said to you before, I know nothing.
[ Ressler and Park see that Einhorn’s entire lower jaw is missing ]

[ Red and Dembe stop by to see Max Ruddiger, Red’s munitions expert (with a drinking problem). Ruddiger is boiling a yellow liquid in a large flask. His left hand is bandaged ]
Red: Ruddiger.
Ruddiger: [ Laughs ]
Red: How are you, my friend?
Ruddiger: Raymond, good to see you. Dembe.
Red: Smells. What the hell happened to your hand?
Ruddiger: Oh, uh, car door. I was cooked. Nearly lost my pinkie.
Red: You gotta be careful, Max. I need you with all 10 digits. That does smell.
Ruddiger: Yeah.
Red: What did you find?
Ruddiger: The car bomb that killed your man in Lagos was breathtaking. Large detonation wave, secondary explosion. Our friends over at A Command said they found ammonium nitrate crystals in the post-blast remains.
Red: That sounds bloody awful.
Ruddiger: Yeah.
Red: What’s the lead?
Ruddiger: A partial print on the Tamiya connector.
Dembe: I’ll get it to Cvetko.
Ruddiger: Who could do this, Raymond? Not Elizabeth, I’m sure.
Red: Not on her own, no. I’m afraid Elizabeth has enlisted Neville Townsend to weaponize the various details she’s come to learn about my organization.
[ Dembe steps outside ]
Dembe: [ On phone ] Cvetko, it’s Dembe.
Red: What the hell is that smell, anyway? It’s dreadful.
Ruddiger: Oh, I’m working on a cyclohexane-based accelerant. Low flash point. Stable.
And a real pain in the butt to any forensic chemical analysts.
Dembe: Thank you, Cvetko. We’ll have it to you today.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
[ Dembe sees a large white van pull into the parking lot. He goes back inside ]
Dembe: Raymond. Raymond, I think you should go.
[ Men jump out of the van ]
[ 💥💥💥 Gunfight 💥💥💥 ] [ Man grunts ]
Dembe: Raymond, go! Get him out of here!
[ Ruddiger is hit ]
Ruddiger: Ow!
Dembe: Go, go, go!
[ 💥💥💥 Gunfight continues 💥💥💥 ] [ Bullets ricocheting ]
[ The men cannot find Red, but they do find Dembe – and hold him at gunpoint ]
Gunman: Where is he?! Where he is?! Reddington?!
Dembe: I don’t know.
Gunman: Search the building. We know he’s here.
— Get him in the van!
— Warehouse is clear! No sign!
— Forget it. Let’s go!
[🚨Siren wailing🚨]
— Put him in, put him in.
— Get in.
[ The van leaves, with Dembe and the gunmen inside ]

[ The scene of the ambush ]
Ressler: We’re here now securing the scene, but back up. Tell me exactly what happened.
Red: It was an ambush. Heavily armed.
Ressler: What about a vehicle?
Red: It was a van. White Ford. Four or five men.
Ressler: Faces? Accents?
Red: I don’t know. They were masked, and I didn’t hear them speak. But come on, it was her, Donald.
Ressler: We don’t know that. You got a lot of enemies. Besides, Keen wouldn’t target Dembe.
Red: I’ve lost any perspective of what Agent Keen is capable of. I only know that we need to get Dembe back, because if he is in the hands of Perillos, it won’t matter what Agent Keen wants – only how long he can survive.
Ressler: We’ll find him.
Red: Call me back as soon as you know more.
[ Agent Park walks over with an evidence bag ]
Park: Ressler.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Ressler: Headlight trim from the van. It’s a start.

[ Now it is Dembe on Dr Laken Perillos’ treatment chair, the “Heretic’s Fork” lodged under his chin ]
Dr Perillos: [ Dramatically, even seductively ] Mm. Look at you. So you’re the one they call –
[ She displays her collection of torture devices ]
Dr Perillos: Quite a collection, isn’t it? Each one teaches me something about pain. How to alleviate it – or inflict it. When I was 12, my mother went to the hospital with a neural infection that was misdiagnosed as a strained muscle. She was given ibuprofen and sent home–
Dembe: [ Strains, grunts ]
Dr Perillos: –with an infection that left her in excruciating pain and bedridden for the rest of her life.
Dembe: [ Grunts ]
Dr Perillos: What caused the misdiagnosis?
Dembe: [ Grunts ]
Dr Perillos: The color of her skin.
[ She strokes Dembe’s head ]
Dr Perillos: [ Whispering ] The belief – even by some doctors – that Blacks feel less pain than whites. Thick skin, biology, breeding – Lies that lead to Black patients receiving far fewer pain meds than white patients. But we know the truth, don’t we, Dembe? We know all about pain, don’t we?
Dembe: [ Grunts ]
Dr Perillos: It’s called the Heretic’s Fork. It was used during the Spanish Inquisition to extract confessions. Break the human sprit. Tell the truth, or sooner or later, you’ll bleed to death. It’s inscribed with the Latin word “abiuro,” which means to swear or take an oath. Will you do that for me, Dembe?
Dembe: [ Groans ]
Dr Perillos: Swear to tell me everything you know about the Sikorsky Archive?
Dembe: Walahi. I swear I won’t tell you anything.
Dr Perillos: Oh, I think you will.

[ Sighs ] [ Cellphone✨ringing✨ ]
Red: Tell me you found something.
Ressler: We think we found the van used in the abduction. It’s missing a piece of the headlight trim we found at the scene.
Red: And what about Dembe? Does the van tell you anything about where they may have taken Dembe?
Ressler: No, we’re waiting on the lab, but they think it’s unlikely. The vehicle was torched. MPD’s doing a search now. Lab services should have a report within 24 hours, maybe less.
Red: We don’t have that kind of time.
Ressler: Look, I’m telling you what we know.
Red: Yeah. Thank you, Donald.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅] [ Red pauses to think ]
Red: Ah.

[ Bobby Dixon’s money laundering operation in the basement of the laundromat ]
[ Red barges in, gun drawn, disrupting the dozen or so women counting and packaging bills ]
[ Women scream ]
[ Red walks toward Bobby, pressing an alarm as he passes ]
Bobby Dixon: Look, please–
[ Red grabs Bobby by the collar and shoves him against the wall ]
Bobby: [ Grunting ] No!
[ Red presses his pistol against Bobby’s cheek ]
Red: You betrayed us. You heard Dembe talking about Ruddiger.
Bobby: No.
Red: And you knew where we were gonna be.
Bobby: No.
Red: You set us up.
[ Telephone ☎️ ringing ]
Bobby: [ Breathing heavily ]
Red: I think you better answer that.
[ Bobby puts the phone on speaker ]
Man on phone: Operator 627, Ward West.
Bobby: Ward West. Briargate confirm.
Man on phone: We have a code red alarm indicator. Do you have a breach?
Red: Yes, there’s been a breach – by me. Here’s what happens next. I’m gonna give you a phone number. You’re gonna pass it up the food chain to your boss. Tell Neville Townsend it’s Raymond Reddington. Tell him to call me in 20 minutes at 202-555-0184. It’s a conversation he won’t want to miss.
[ Call ends ] [ Red shoots Bobby in the leg above his knee ] [ Gunshot 💥 ]
Bobby: Aah!
[ Women scream ]
Bobby: [ Groaning ]
Red: I’ll get you a cane to remember me by. My apologies, ladies.
[ Red leaves ]

[ Neville Townsend appears on the multiple video screens at scene of Dembe’s torture ]
Townsend: Hello, Mr. Zuma. I-I’m sorry we have to meet like this, but I’ve found this process to be both efficient and effective for all involved. I’m going to ask you some questions. You’re going to answer. If you waver, Dr. Perillos will help encourage your cooperation. Let’s begin with the Sikorsky Archive. Does Reddington have it? ⋘⋙ Uh, M-Mr. Zuma, I need an answer. No? Nothing?
[ Dr Perillos approaches Dembe with a syringe ]
Dr Perillos: The Irukandji jellyfish is found off the coast of Australia. Its sting is only mildly irritating, but within half an hour, its venom induces excruciating muscle cramps, severe back pain, and a burning sensation in the skin and face.
[ She strokes Dembe’s cheek ]
Dr Perillos: Headaches. Sweating. Nausea. It’s called Irukandji Syndrome. The pain, combined with an increase in heart rate and blood pressure, causes a feeling of impending doom. Chances are – you just may want to impale yourself to ease the pain.
Townsend: Uh, Mr. Zuma, shall we discuss the Sikorsky Archive, or do– do you need some encouragement?
Dembe: [ Groans ]
Townsend: Bad choice, Mr. Zuma.
Dr Perillos: Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
[ Dr Perillos injects Dembe ]
Townsend: Doctor, I’ll give the two of you some time together.
Dembe: [ Groans ]
[ Blake Brown comes up to Townsend ]
Townsend: What is it?
Blake: It’s Reddington. He’s made contact.

[ Red waits in the darkened kitchen of his restaurant ]
[ Cellphone✨ringing✨] [ Red picks up ]
Red: Dembe Zuma. I want him back.
Townsend: I’m sure you do. Keen tells me he knows all your secrets.
Red: Elizabeth would never hurt Dembe.
Townsend: I want the Archive.
Red: At what cost? A war with me? Have you thought about what that means?
Townsend: All I’ve thought about recently is the fact that you killed my family.
Red: I don’t know what Elizabeth is telling you, but Katarina Rostova killed your family, and I killed her. That alone should be enough for us to peacefully co-exist. A fact we can discuss in person once you accept my offer.
Townsend: W-What kind of offer?
Red: For Dembe. Me for him.
Townsend: A trade.
Red: Yes. And then an uprising.
Townsend: [ Chuckles ] Your people. Rallying around your sacrifice. I-I had no idea you were such a romantic.
Red: [ Chuckling ] Oh, my goodness, yes. I have many “thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.”
[ Wm Wordsworth ] At the moment, the main one being to put a bullet in your forehead. Do we have a deal?
Townsend: We do. I’ll call you back with the where and when.

Dembe: [ Groaning ]
Dr Perillos: [ Breathily ] I wasn’t making it up. About the doctors. In 2016, 222 white doctors at the University of Virginia were given mock medical files of a white patient and a Black patient and asked to gauge their pain on a scale of 1 to 10. They underestimated the Black patient’s pain because – now, these are doctors – they said they thought Black people had less sensitive nerve endings.
[ Dr Perillos runs her finger across Dembe’s forehead and down his face ]
Dr Perillos: Why is it that white people don’t see our pain? I know Townsend doesn’t see mine. What about Reddington? Does he see yours? I know who you are to him. What you do for him.
Dembe: [ Groaning ]
Dr Perillos: The secrets you keep, like you’re doing now, not telling me about the Archive. Does he know what pain that causes you? I don’t mean this pain. Anyone can see that. I mean inside.
Dembe: [ Groans ]
Dr Perillos: The pain in your heart. Can he see that?
Dembe: [ Groans ]

[ Neville Townsend comes back online in the torture chamber ]
Townsend: You can stop.
Dr Perillos: Excuse me?
Townsend: We’re making a trade.
Dr Perillos: For whom? Who could know the Archive more than Zuma?
Dembe: Raymond. [ Breathing heavily ]
[ Townsend goes off-line ]
Dr Perillos: He’s not doing this to save you. He’s doing it to save himself.
Dembe: He- He- He does feel my pain.
Dr Perillos: Does he now? Good. Then maybe he’ll feel this.
[ Dr Perillos shoves the Heretic’s Fork deeper into Dembe’s neck ]
Dembe: [ Screaming ]

[ The tawdry “Jefferson Suites Motel” ]
[ Bell dings🔅] [ Red enters ] [ The Motel Owner is seated behind plexiglass, stuffing food in his mouth ]
Motel Owner: Help you?
Red: I’m here for a room. Neville said he’d leave a key.
Motel Owner: Oh, Neville said?
Red: Neville said.
Motel Owner: Ah. Come around. I’ll buzz you in.
[ Door buzzes ] [ A sign on the door says “DOG ON PREMISES” ]
Red: What about the dog?
Motel Owner: There’s no dog.
[ The Motel Owner hands Red a thermos bottle. Red unscrews the top and sniffs it ]
Red: Is this Kosher?
[ Lid opens, liquid pouring ]
Red: L’Chaim.
[ Red drinks the liquid ]
Red: [ Shuddering ] Ahh.
Motel Owner Okay. There’s a bench outside. Have a seat. Concierge will be with you shortly.
[ The Motel Owner makes a call ] [ Dialing,✨ringing✨]
[ Red goes outside and sits on the bench ]

Dr Laken Perillos: [ To Dembe ] I’m supposed to let you go. But your resistance is an inspiration. It makes me wonder – are you really that beholden to him? Would you hold out until it’s too late? I guess we’ll never know.
Dembe: [ Groaning ] [ Grunts ]
[ Dembe breaks one of the straps binding his wrists. He removes the Heretic’s Fork from his neck and starts to unstrap the other. Dr Perillos grabs a gun and points it at him ]
Dr Perillos: Get back in that chair! I won’t ask again!
[ Dembe stabs Dr Perillos in the hand with the Heretic’s Fork ]
Dr Perillos: Aah!
[ Dembe grabs the gun ]
Dembe: [ Breathing heavily ] Antidote!
[ She points to the antidote, which he stabs into his leg ]
Dr Perillos: [ Groaning ]

[ The sedative is blurring Red’s vision ]
[ Red’s cellphone✨ringing✨]
Red: Dembe.
Dembe: Don’t do it, Raymond. I’m coming. Don’t give yourself up.
[ It’s too late. A black SUV drives up. Men grab Red and push him inside ]
[ Vehicle door closes ] [ It drive away ]

[ Ressler and a TAC team raid the torture site, but everyone is gone ]
[ Dembe’s cellphone✨ringing✨]
Dembe: Tell me you got there in time. Tell me you found him.
Ressler: No, we were too late.
Dembe: What did you find?
Ressler: We’re securing the scene now, but it looks like her people broke everything down and cleared out. There’s no sign of Reddington. Look, this doctor, is there anything that you can tell me? Any specifics? Any details that might help?
Dembe: She had tools for torture, and she injected me with a vial of poison from jellyfish.
Ressler: Jellyfish?
Dembe: Irukandji jellyfish. That’s what she called them. I reached out to some associates of ours to find out who traffics them.
[ Cellphone🔅beeping🔅~ another call ]
Ressler: Alright, well– Look, my forensics team’s here. You call me as soon as you hear anything and I’ll do the same.
[ Dembe pours alcohol on a cloth and dabs his injured neck with it .)
Dembe: [ Breathing heavily ]

[ Red comes to consciousness facing the wall of computer screens showing only static. His suit jacket is off, his wrists are strapped down and his left pant leg is pulled up to the knee for injections ]
[ Neville Townsend comes online ]
Townsend: I’m impressed. You kept your end of the deal, and in a roundabout way, so did I.
Red: Dembe escaped.
Townsend: Yes. As promised, he’s free.
Red: And with him went your leverage to get me to talk.
Townsend: Oh, I don’t know about that.
[ Dr Perillos enters ]
Red: The Brazen Bull, I presume.
Townsend: Excellent. You’re familiar with Dr. Perillos.
Red: Certainly. Legendarily draconian methods. Undeniably effective results. This is almost a bucket-list moment for me.
Dr Perillos: Shall we begin?
Red: Oh, let’s not.
Dr Perillos: Are you familiar with lymphocytic choriomeningitis?
Red: If I say yes, can we skip the demonstration?
Dr Perillos: It’s a viral infection carried by mice that causes ascending paralysis. The virus attacks the peripheral nervous system, then works its way upwards through the legs and torso to the chest, where it paralyzes the lungs – causing the victim to suffocate.
Red: Careful. I’m terribly ticklish.
[ She injects him ]
Red: [ Laughs ] See?
Townsend: There is an antidote, which I will supply after you’ve told me about the Archive. Uh–
think about it. But not too long. You haven’t got much time left.

[ Dembe arrives at the Post Office ]
Dembe: What did you find out? I haven’t heard back from our people yet.
Ressler: Well, it turns out Irukandji jellyfish are sourced only by a few select brokers.
Dembe: Brokers?
Park: Who sell animals to research labs, universities, veterinary schools, and companies to provide animal testing services.
Aram: Disgusting, I know, and it gets worse. There are two types of these “dealers.” Class A, which breed specifically for research purposes, and Class B, who source animals from random locations like auctions, pounds, or even newspaper ads.
Ressler: Okay, that is disgusting.
Aram: Right? I feel like there’s a separate Blacklist case in here somewhere.
Cooper: The point being?
Aram: The point being I could only find three Class B vendors who even supply our species of jellyfish. Two haven’t made a sale in well over six months.
Dembe: And the third?
Aram: The third is Tolofson-Hammond. London based. License revoked. They have a court case pending, and one of their clients who failed to appear–
[ A photo of Dr Perillos comes up ]
Dembe: That’s her.
Park: Name’s Kayla Lynne Banks. Last known address in Cardiff.
Aram: Both of which are fakes.
Cooper: Okay, let’s work backwards. Unwind her alias. Find out where she got her passports, her bank accounts. How she built this false identity may point us to where she is now.

[ The torture site ] [ Dr Perillos pokes Red with an instrument, moving up his body ]
Dr Perillos: Nothing? No pain at all? Good.
Red: And here I thought you fetishized pain.
Dr Perillos: No more than an oncologist fetishizes cancer. I study it in the hopes of finding a cure for it.
Red: I don’t believe you. I think you enjoy the means too much to really care about the end.
Dr Perillos: I’m not talking about a medicine. I’m talking about a solution. An alteration in our DNA. Did you know the mole rat can’t feel burning pain because it lacks the chemical Substance P?
Red: You want people to be like mole rats?
Dr Perillos: I want us to be impervious to pain.
Red: What a terrible idea.
Dr Perillos: Spoken like someone who’s never had his pain ignored, who’s never begged for relief and not gotten it.
Red: I’d prefer to have my pain ignored than to have no pain at all. Without pain, there can be no real pleasure. Without the lows, you have no way to measure the highs. If any part of your sadism-in-the-name-of-science is designed to improve the human condition, making us unfeeling is absolutely the wrong way of going about it.
[ She pokes him in the chest ]
Red: [ Groans ] Case in point– This is gonna make killing you infinitely more pleasurable.
Dr Perillos: We’re ready.
Townsend: How much time has he got?
Dr Perillos: An hour. Maybe less.
Townsend: So, the Archive. Like the minister says at every wedding – Speak now – or forever hold your peace.

[ Cooper’s office ] [ Knock on door ] [ Dembe enters ]
Dembe: Is there anything on the APB?
Cooper: Not yet. And on your end?
Dembe: I’ve called everyone, but everything is taking too long. There must be something they missed at the scene.
Cooper: We’ve reviewed all the crime-scene analysis from where you were held, plus what we found – or didn’t find – at the van.
Dembe: Then we should go through it again.
Cooper: You take the forensics from the van. I’ll review the findings from the lab. Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’d make a good cop.
Dembe: You know what I do for a living.
Cooper: I do. I also know who you are.
Dembe: A Black Muslim.
Cooper: That describes quite a few cops.
Dembe: We will find Raymond.
Cooper: I hope you’re right. But he lives on the edge. And one day, he may go over it.
Dembe: The report says the van was burned using an accelerant.
Cooper: That’s right. Uh– cyclohexane.
Dembe: Which burns at a low flash point. That’s why there were no forensics.
Cooper: And what does that tell you?
Dembe: That the absence of evidence is evidence.

[ Red speaks to the video screens ]
Red: [ Groans softly ] It’s not everything you thought it would be, is it? This moment? You’ve waited for it, anticipated it. [ Coughs lightly ] But somehow, it’s – dissatisfying.
Townsend: It actually exceeds expectation.
Red: I wasn’t talking to you. We know who my assassin really is – don’t we, Elizabeth? It saddens me to bear witness to this moment in your life. This– crossing of a Rubicon from which you can never get back. I know, in this moment, it may appear self-serving to suggest that you instruct the good doctor to administer the antidote, but I strongly suggest that you do just that – because – I have – seen the other side of that river – and it’s a place I never – never wanted you to go.

[ Ruddiger is at home, now recovering from a bullet wound in addition to his injured hand ]
[ Knock on door ]
Ruddiger: Who is it?!
[ Knocking continues ]
[ Ruddiger gets up and goes to the door ]
Ruddiger: I said–
[ Dembe pushes the door in and points his gun at Ruddiger ]
Ruddiger: Dembe, wait! Hold on!
Dembe: Cyclohexane! Your accelerant. You used it to help them torch the van they put me in.
Ruddiger: Wait. Stop.
Dembe: You set us up!
Ruddiger: They tortured me! My hand! They made me to do it!
Dembe: Where is he?
Ruddiger: They weren’t supposed to take you! They were looking for Reddington!
Dembe: Well, now they have him.
Ruddiger: Yeah.
Dembe: Ruddiger, look at me! I’m gonna make what that woman did to your hand feel like a manicure unless you tell me where they are holding Raymond. – Ruddiger!
Ruddiger: The warehouse! East of the airport. Braxton and 9th.
[ Dembe tosses Ruddiger a zip tie ]
Dembe: The radiator. Tie yourself to it.
Ruddiger: Dembe, please.
Dembe: Now!
Ruddiger: [ Grunting ] He’s not coming back!
[ Dembe stares at him and leaves ]
Ruddiger: [ Calling after him ] He’s not coming back!

Red: [ Gasping ]
Dr Perillos: What you’re experiencing is unilateral paralysis. Your diaphragm is partially functioning as the paralysis moves higher into the chest cavity. Soon, your diaphragm will be completely paralyzed and you’ll need a machine to assist in breathing. Unfortunately for you, we have no machine. But I do have this.
[ Dr Perillos holds up an injection ]
Townsend: The doctor’s antidote takes immediate effect. You’ll be breathing normally within seconds. All you need to do first is tell me what you know about the Archive.

[ Cooper’s office ]
Cooper: I’m sorry, say that again?
Dembe: 8353 Braxton.
Cooper: I’m writing it down. But before I sent units, I’d like to get inside.
Dembe: There’s no time. I’ll explain later. Just send units.
Cooper: Dembe, talk to me. Dembe.
[ Dembe has hung up ]

[ Dembe arrives at the torture scene ]
[ He shoots a guard ] [ Gunshot 💥 ] [ And another ] [ Gunshot 💥 ]
Dembe: Step away.
[ Red gasping ]
Dembe: It’s okay, Raymond. What have you done to him?
Townsend: Aren’t you the loving couple. First he comes to save you, and now you– You come to save him. Or try to. I’m afraid you’re too late.
Dembe: Is there an antidote?
Townsend: The answer is no–
[ Dembe shoots 💥 out the electronics of the video system ] [⚡️Electricity crackles⚡️]
Dembe: [ To Dr Perillos ] I won’t ask twice.
[ Red gasping ]
Dembe: Give it to him.
[ She injects him ]
Dembe: What’s wrong with him?
Dr Perillos: I paralyzed his diaphragm. You came here to save him. He came here to save himself.
Dembe: You look at the cause. I only see the effect. I’m standing here while he can barely breathe. Would Townsend do that for you? Would anyone?
Red: [ Coughs, gasps ]
[ Red begins to inhale again ]
Dembe: I want to know exactly what you did to him.

[ Now Dr Perillos is undergoing the torture. Red is to the side, sitting up but still struggling to breathe ]
[ Antonin Dvořák’s ♪ “Stabat Mater” plays ]
Dembe: Tell us about Townsend. Where he is. How you contact him. I don’t want you to suffocate. I have the antidote, and I will give it to you. But not until you tell us what we need to know.

[ Once again, Ressler’s Raiders arrive too late. They find Dr Perillos alive, still restrained in the chair ]
[ ♪ Music continues ]
Ressler: [ To the TAC Team ] Hey, call the EMTs and search the building for Reddington and Dembe.
[ Ressler introduces himself to Dr Perillos ]
Ressler: Donald Ressler, FBI. I’m gonna get you medically cleared, and then whatever you told Reddington about Townsend, well, you’re gonna tell me.

[ Townsend is napping, sitting in his chair ] [ Door opens ]
Blake Brown: Sir. I’m sorry to wake you, sir. They’re ready for you.
[ Blake helps Townsend put on his robe ]
[ Wearing boxing gloves, Townsend pounds a black sack hanging from the ceiling ]

[ Monitor🔅beeping🔅] [ Red is under medical care, resting on a plastic patient transfer sheet on a cot ]
Dembe: Do you believe her?
Red: That Townsend paid her in cash and always used a burner phone? I-I suppose.
Dembe: I heard from Park. The video link to Townsend was encrypted. They’re going to try and trace it, but they’re not optimistic. All of this and going after Perillos got us nothing.
Red: I think we both know that’s not true.
Dembe: We came for each other.
Red: Do you think that I see your pain? ⋘⋙ Do you?
Dembe: No. ⋘⋙ I don’t. Not always.

[ Townsend continues pounding the black sack ]
Townsend: [ Grunting ]

[ Elevator doors rumble open ] [ Dembe steps outside to meet Cooper ]
Cooper: How’s the patient?
Dembe: He’ll be okay.
Cooper: Thanks to you. Good detective work.
Dembe: [ Scoffs ] I told you we’d find him.
Cooper: You were right. But so was I. He lives at the edge, and one day, he will go over it. You need to be prepared for when that happens. By the way, we went to Ruddiger’s apartment. He wasn’t there.
[ Flashback: ]
[ Ruddiger’s apartment ]
Ressler: I got nothing. You?
[ Park holds up the zip tie that had bound Ruddiger ]
Dembe: I left him tied.
Cooper: Well, he wasn’t there.

[ ♪ Music continues ]
[ Townsend continues pounding the black sack ]
Townsend: [ Grunting ]
Godwin Page: Neville, that’s enough. That’s enough, Neville!
[ With difficulty, Godwin pulls Townsend away ]
[ The sack is cut down. It’s a body bag. One of Townsend’s men unzips it. Inside is Ruddiger, horribly battered and bloody, but alive ]
Townsend: [ Breathing heavily ] I want you to know – you’re only alive because of Keen. You understand that, Ruddiger? She begged me to spare your life. A life which I now own. [ Maliciously: ] Welcome to the family! Don’t fail me again!

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Episode Songs


♫ Summer Winds
By Rob Kirk

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♫ Stabat Mater für Chor und Orchester, Op. 58, Teil 1: No. 3, Eja, Mater, fons amoris
Composed by Antonín Dvořák
Performed by Städtischer Chor Recklinghausen, Sinfornieorchester Recklinghausen, Hubert Reichert

(Liturgy which Dvořák put to music:)

Stabat Mater dolorosa
(At the Cross Her Station Keeping)

At the Cross her station keeping,
stood the mournful Mother weeping,
close to Jesus to the last.

Through her heart, His sorrow sharing,
all His bitter anguish bearing,
now at length the sword has passed.

O how sad and sore distressed
was that Mother, highly blest,
of the sole-begotten One.

Christ above in torment hangs,
she beneath beholds the pangs
of her dying glorious Son.

Is there one who would not weep,
whelmed in miseries so deep,
Christ’s dear Mother to behold?

Can the human heart refrain
from partaking in her pain,
in that Mother’s pain untold?

Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled,
she beheld her tender Child
All with bloody scourges rent:

For the sins of His own nation,
saw Him hang in desolation,
Till His spirit forth He sent.

O thou Mother! fount of love!
Touch my spirit from above,
make my heart with thine accord:

Make me feel as thou hast felt;
make my soul to glow and melt
with the love of Christ my Lord.

Holy Mother! pierce me through,
in my heart each wound renew
of my Savior crucified:

Let me share with thee His pain,
who for all my sins was slain,
who for me in torments died.

Let me mingle tears with thee,
mourning Him who mourned for me,
all the days that I may live:

By the Cross with thee to stay,
there with thee to weep and pray,
is all I ask of thee to give.

Virgin of all virgins blest!,
Listen to my fond request:
let me share thy grief divine;

Let me, to my latest breath,
in my body bear the death
of that dying Son of thine.

Wounded with His every wound,
steep my soul till it hath swooned,
in His very Blood away;

Be to me, O Virgin, nigh,
lest in flames I burn and die,
in His awful Judgment Day.

Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence,
by Thy Mother my defense,
by Thy Cross my victory;

While my body here decays,
may my soul Thy goodness praise,
safe in paradise with Thee. Amen.

From the Liturgia Horarum. Translation by Fr. Edward Caswall (1814-1878)

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3ezP4XO (Latin with English translation)
Background: A Light in the Darkness: Dvořák’s Stabat Mater http://bit.ly/3qIuNlh
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🔴 Script 8:11 Captain Kidd (№ 96)

Program air date: 3/26/2021 in the US
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Director: Andrew MccCarthy
Written by: Sam Christopher



Brief (Where we’re at): Neville Townsend, the man who had put a bounty on Katarina Rostova’s head and is now working with Liz to bring down Red, has just lost his torture master. Pain fetishist Dr Laken Perillos (Blacklister #70) had helped Townsend cement his empire of cartels and smugglers together. She is now in the custody of the FBI. Conversely, Red’s munitions expert, Max Ruddiger, has been turned and is now “owned” by Townsend. First Dembe and then Red were tortured by Dr Perillos. Both showed themselves willing to sacrifice themselves for the other. Townsend’s claimed interest in having Dembe and Red tortured was to find out about the Sikorsky Archive. He got no answers from either.

The Archive is in the possession of a man referred to by Red and Dembe as “Our friend in the East” who Red meets with occasionally in Moscow. Here’s part of the scene from Episode 8:1 Roanoke in which Liz’s mother, Katarina Rostova (Blacklister #3), describes the Sikorsky Archive and N-13:

Katarina: What do you know about N-13?
Liz: N-13? I don’t know what that is.
Katarina: Not a what. A who. N-13 is an operative. The “N” stands for “neopoznanny,” the Russian word for “unidentified.” 13 represents the 13 packets of intel he stole from Lubyanka Square in 1990.
Liz: You’re talking about a KGB mole?
Katarina: One whose identity remains unknown. A turncoat who was never proven to exist. 30 years of hunting, and still no one knows.
Liz: N-13 is still active?
Katarina: Depending on who you ask. The CIA, MSS, MI5, the Mossad – all believe he continues to cypher some of their most damaging intel.
Liz: From other governments? Why? To what end?
Katarina: To build a compromising file.
Liz: The Sikorsky Archive. You said it’s a blackmail file.
Katarina: One that started with 13 intel packets over 30 years ago and has been evolving ever since.
Liz: That’s why there was a bounty on your head.
Katarina: Yes. Because Dom set me up. He leaked to the KGB that I was N-13, that the dossier Ilya asked me to deliver that night was the elusive Archive.
Liz: They framed you.
Katarina: And tried to murder me before the truth could be known.
Liz: Why? Who were they protecting?
Katarina: [ Chuckles ]
Liz: What? You think Reddington is N-13?
Katarina: Or Dom. Or both. I believe Dom framed me so everyone would stop looking for N-13. Had I died that night, they would have.
Liz: But you didn’t. That’s why you’re still on the run.
Katarina: Wrongly accused. Hunted for a crime I didn’t commit.
Liz: So N-13 – Reddington – is a mole.
Katarina: Who has manipulated you to gain access to top U.S. intelligence. Masha, Reddington didn’t choose you. He needed you. He traded on the questions you have about your past to gain immunity. He gives you criminals, and in exchange, he learns the names of every high-level official working in American justice, law enforcement, and intelligence.
Liz: So this whole time Reddington’s been using me, the Task Force has been this Trojan horse he’s been using to obtain classified intel.
Katarina: A father figure is trying to manipulate you the way my father manipulated me. Dom is lying about me. I am not N-13. I do not have the Archive. But unless I get him to tell me who does – To give me proof that I can show the world – I will be killed.

So Katarina had Liz kidnap Dom from one of Red’s “warehospitals” and subjected him to psychological torture. Dom confessed that Red is N-13. Katarina attempted to convey this information to Townsend to call off the bounty, but Red got to her first and shot and killed her. But she left a recording of her last conversation with Red on a cellphone call to Liz in which he tacitly admits he is indeed N-13. Now, Liz has teamed up with Townsend to go after Red.

Liz also shared the recording with Cooper, who has been doing some investigating of his own. He has been talking to the Chair of the US House of Representatives Intelligence Committee which had been doing its own investigation into N-13 – that is until all of its files on N-13 were wiped out by Red’s computer whiz kid, Tadashi Ito. The files were linked to a protégé of Red’s named Rakitin who is deeply embedded in the US Intelligence Community under the name of Andrew Patterson. Rakitin tried to take the heat off of himself by staging the fake suicide of another person of interest, but the task force figured it out quickly, as Red warned Rakitin would happen.

Why Townsend who runs a criminal enterprise similar to Red’s is so interested in government secrets remains unclear, but he also blames Red for killing his family. Red told Townsend Katarina killed Townsend’s family and since he killed her, they should “be able to co-exist.” Red knows it’s really Liz out for revenge for killing Katarina who wants him dead.


⭕ Script 8:11 Captain Kidd (№ 96)

[ An initiation ceremony into the “Poe Society” is taking place in an abandoned house ]
[ The Storyteller, a boy about 12 years old, reads from Edgar Allan Poe’s tale, “The Tell-Tale Heart.” Three other boys listen in a darkened room, including a nervous Initiate ]
Storyteller: “There was no reason for what I did. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye. He had the eye of a vulture.”
[ The Storyteller makes direct eye contact with the Initiate, who looks frightened but trying to hide it ]
Storyteller: “Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold, and so I made up my mind to kill the old man, and rid myself from the eye forever. Every night I looked in upon him while he slept. Until the old man’s hour had come. With a loud yell, I leaped into the room. He shrieked once. But in an instant, I dragged him to the floor and pulled the heavy bed over him.”
[ Another boy, Jimmy, is in the cellar. He has a flashlight and a pole ]
Storyteller: “Stone dead. I dismembered the corpse. I cut off the head, the arms, and the legs. But, before long, my head ached. I fancied a ringing in my ear. The noise increased, a low, dull, quick sound.”
[ Jimmy taps on the ceiling of the cellar with the pole, adding drama to the reading above ] [ Knocking ]
Storyteller: “I gasped for breath, but the noise steadily increased.”
[ Knocking continues as Jimmy taps the ceiling ] [ Some dust and white granules fall on Jimmy ]
Storyteller: “I paced the floor to and fro. I foamed, I raved, I swore! I swung the chair above the bed over him. But the noise increased.”
[ Jimmy taps some more; more dust and granules fall on him ]
Jimmy: [ Coughs ]
Storyteller: “It grew louder.”
[ Knocking ]
Storyteller: “Louder…”
[ Louder knocking ]
Storyteller: “Louder.”
[ Louder knocking ]
Storyteller: “Here, here! It is the beating of his hideous heart.”
[ Rhythm of a heart beating ] [ The candle lighting the dark rests on a human skull ]
[ Three boys gather without the Initiate ]
Boy #1: Did you see his face? I swear, I thought he was gonna have a heart attack.
Boy #2: How much time’s left?
Storyteller: Four minutes.
Boy #2: I say we go in now before he has an actual heart attack.
Storyteller: He knew the rules. Besides, you can’t be afraid of the dark and be in the Poe Society.
[ The boys peer into the cellar. Jimmy has collapsed on the cellar stairs, struggling ]
Boy #1: Jimmy, yo, everything okay down there?
Jimmy: [ Coughing ] Help! [ Groaning ] Help me!
Boy: What?
Storyteller: Call 911!
Jimmy: [ Gasping, choking, vomiting ]

[ The Post Office ] [ The dossiers of four US intelligence analysts lie on a table. The task force has been investigating whether one of them is the operative code-named Rakitin, who they suspect has been passing classified intelligence to Red ]
Aram: If one of these four guys is Rakitin, I can’t prove it.
Cooper: You accessed their hard drives, data profile?
Aram: I did. CIA, DIA, State. If one of these analysts is leaking intel, I couldn’t tell you how.
Cooper: Which tells me that however cautious Rakitin was being before, he’s being that much more cautious now. I want them followed. Tell Park to pull whatever resources she needs to get eyes on all four. I have to meet Reddington.

[ Cooper and Red sit across from one another at a table in the Post Office ]
Red: Captain Kidd.
Cooper: The pirate.
Red: The only pirate who actually buried his treasure. Along the coast of East Hampton. The irony abounds.
[ A newspaper headline reads: “Local Boy In ICU After Mysterious Fentanyl Overdose” ]
Cooper: We’re talking about a child’s overdose.
Red: Yes. On buried treasure.
Cooper: Fentanyl.
Red: That he thought was nothing more than dust. An innocent and tragic mistake that confirms my decision as to the next name on the Blacklist.
Cooper: Captain Kidd.

[ A man in his late 20s or early 30s, Captain Kidd stands with two of his assistants listening to a dissatisfied client ]
Client: Your drop site is swarming with cops. They could trace the drugs back to me. You promised me.
Captain Kidd: I promised you, like I promise all of my customers, a safe drop. Ted here screwed that up.
I want you to know Ted won’t screw up again.
[ The man behind Ted covers Ted’s head with a plastic bag and suffocates him on the spot ]
[ Ted gasping ]

Red: Captain Kidd is a glorified middle man who facilitates criminal transactions by guaranteeing payment, pickup, and delivery between otherwise warring factions.
Cooper: By using hidden treasure.
Red: GPS-tagged hiding spots.
Cooper: Like an abandoned house where he can hide drugs where no one can find them. Except for a group of kids.
Red: He takes possession of an item for sale, hides it, and informs the buyer of its location once payment has been made in the same fashion.
Cooper: Like geocaching for narcotics.
Red: Narcotics. Or contraband. Or people.
Cooper: He hides people?
Red: Yes, which is why this case is of some urgency.
Cooper: Are you telling me that someone’s been abducted?
Red: Not yet, but I believe she will be if we don’t act quickly.
Cooper: Who?
Red: Safiya Maroun.

[ Cooper briefs the task force ]
Cooper: Was born in Riyadh. In 2006, she was committed to a mental institution for defying her male guardian’s wishes. Later that year, she was granted asylum in America and has since become one of the most prominent opponents of Saudi Arabian repression and is the founder of Brighter Path, an organization that helps get women and people in the LGBTQ✛ community out of countries with oppressive regimes.
Aram: The woman’s a hero.
Cooper: And a target.
Ressler: Of Neville Townsend.
Cooper: According to Reddington, Townsend’s been contracted by the Saudi secret police to abduct Maroun from her home in Maryland. I’ve notified Hyattsville PD. I want you to meet them on-site.
Aram: Has anyone spoken to Maroun?
Cooper: I tried, but it’s late. Could be her phone’s turned off.
[ Men with assault rifles disable the alarm system and enter Safiya Maroun’s home ]
Safiya: [ Screaming ] Don’t hurt me! No! No! Get off me!
[ One of the intruders hits Safiya’s husband in the head with the butt of his rifle, splattering blood; he rolls out of the bed. They leave with Safiya ]
Neville Townsend: [ On phone ] I just heard from my people. It’s done. She’ll be here within the hour.

Ressler: But what if we’re too late?
Cooper: According to Reddington, she’ll be buried alive until Saudi Secret Service pays Townsend.
Aram: At which point, this Captain Kidd will give them the GPS coordinates so the Mabahith can dig her up and kill her.
Cooper: That’s right. So don’t be late.
[ Cooper leaves ]
Ressler: Where’s Park?
Aram: Hunting down Rakitin.
Ressler: Why, so he can confirm Reddington’s a Russian plant?
Aram: Mr. Reddington’s a traitor, Agent Keen’s thrown in with a man who abducts human rights activists, and we’re hunting for a pirate that buries people alive. Sometimes I think I never should’ve left the circus.
[ Ressler looks askance at Aram ] [ Elevator door closes ]

[ Outside Safiya Maroun’s house ] [ Police radio chatter ]
Ressler: [ Sighs ] So much for not being too late.
[ Inside, crime scene investigators are at work. On Sofiya’s bed are evidence markers and a bloody pillow ]
Aram: Has the husband made a statement?
Uniformed Cop: Not yet. He’s still in surgery.
Ressler: What about neighbors or a passerby? Anybody see anything?
Uniformed Cop: Afraid not.
[ On the floor, “NORA” is written in blood ]
Aram: Maybe this is his statement.
Ressler: Who’s Nora?
Uniformed Cop: Eleanor, the oldest daughter. First we thought maybe the girl got taken, too. But she and her sister are both accounted for.
Ressler: His wife’s been abducted, he doesn’t know by whom, and he uses what little strength he has to write his daughter’s name. Why?
Aram: Maybe because it’s not a name.
[ He walks over to a home surveillance system ]
Uniformed Cop: Kidnappers disarmed the system.
Aram: I’m sure they did, to avoid tripping the alarm.
Ressler: And to prevent the abduction from being videotaped.
[ Aram keys in “NORA” for the password. It works ]
Aram: Yes. But what I’m interested in is what happened before the abduction.
[ Aram backs up the feed to before the home invasion. A vehicle is seen approaching ]
Aram: Hello. Who might you be?
Ressler: [ On radio ] I need an APB on a late-model Escalade, grey, no plates.

[ Safiya Maroun is brought before Captain Kidd ]
Captain Kidd: I read up on you. I’m a fan of your work.
Safiya: I’m begging you, please.
Captain Kidd: Nothing will happen to you on my watch.
Safiya: Please don’t do this!
Captain Kidd: You will have plenty of air, nice warm clothes. Just breathe easily and this part will be over soon, all right?
Safiya: Don’t do this! Stop! Don’t do this!
[ An oxygen mask is placed over Safiya’s mouth. Two men force Safiya to get into a large crate ]
Safiya: [ Muffled shouting ]
[ The cover is placed on the crate and it is screwed on ] [ Drill whirring ]
[ Neville Townsend steps out ]
Captain Kidd: I mean it. She’s an inspiration.
Townsend: Which is exactly what the royal family fears.
Captain Kidd: Making her a martyr will only make her more inspirational. More people will take her place.
Townsend: I hope so. The Royal Family pays top dollar to make their competition disappear.
Safiya: [ Muffled ] Don’t do this! [ Banging ]

[ Rakitin, aka Andrew Patterson, walks along a sidewalk ]
Rakitin: [ On phone ] Hey, it’s me. I have something you may be interested in.
Red: Opera? Aliens? Freeganism? I’m interested in any number of topics, most anything. Except accounting. This isn’t about accounting, is it?
Rakitin: It’s about the intercept out of China. The pending cyberattack.
Red: I am interested.
Rakitin: Well, then we should talk. How about the fountains? Meridian Hill?
Red: I’d prefer something a little more intimate. Come to the restaurant. You remember, 3rd and North. We’re closed for renovations, so I can promise us a quiet corner.

[ Cooper’s office ]
Cooper: Agent Mojtabai, we’ve been looking for you. Where’ve you been?
Aram: It’s, uh, sort of a long story.
Cooper: I hope it has a happy ending, because we found the grey Escalade from Maroun’s abduction. It was abandoned and scrubbed.
Aram: And the husband?
Cooper: Ressler questioned him at County where he’s recovering. He doesn’t know anything.
Aram: Well, um, I might. Uh, I reached out to Cyber Crime to provide us with a list of any online drug dealers who have informants that we could question about Captain Kidd or how he’s distributing product using street-tech workarounds.
Cooper: I told you I spoke to DEA. They don’t have anything on Kidd.
Aram: Which is why I spent all night buying mephedrone, cocaine, and MDMA on the dark web.
[ Aram takes packages of drugs out of his backpack ]
Cooper: You bought illegal drugs online.
Aram: I did. Which was terrifying. However, on the upside, one of the dealers asked to meet near a taco truck in LeDroit Park that is totally worth the drive.
Cooper: Sounds delicious.
Aram: Oh, you have no idea, sir. They have a chicken mole that is– [ Reading Cooper’s look ] Try and stay focused. Of the 16 dealers I purchased from, eight are shipping to me directly. Seven met to hand off in person.
Cooper: And the last one?
Aram: Just texted me, uh, coordinates, photos, and directions of where the drugs were dropped.
Cooper: They’re using Captain Kidd.
Aram: It’s a geo-tagged hiding spot in Penn Quarter.
Cooper: Take Ressler. Pull the drugs, along with any surveillance feeds of the area. Let’s hope your online shopping spree turns up more than great chicken mole.

[ Inside the crate, Safiya tries to use her cell phone ] [ Dialing ] [🔅Beeping🔅] [ Sobbing ]

[ Inside his car, Rakitin gathers together some papers into a folder. He gets out of his car and starts walking. Some distance behind him, trailing him on the sidewalk, is Agent Alina Park. After a while, Rakitin senses her presense. He lifts his cell phone to catch an reflection of her. He makes a call ]
[ Dialing ] [ Line ringing✨] [ Cellphone ringing✨]
Red: Yes.
Rakitin: Gotta call it off.
Red: Why? What’s going on?
Rakitin: I got a tail. I’ll call you back.
[ Rakitin doubles back, walking past Agent Park. He continues on until he comes to a corner. Once around the corner, he runs, then ducks into a doorway. He locks the door behind him. Park follows, but finds the door locked. Rakitin takes another exit out of the building. He finds Park’s car and takes a photo of the government license plate ] [ Camera shutter clicks ]

[ Ressler and Aram have found the location of the drug drop Aram arranged, but there are no drugs ]
Ressler: Sure this is the right location?
Aram: Look at the photo. Instructions said back corner of the park, third light post from the south. It’s supposed to be inside the broken solar assembly. You think someone else found it?
Ressler: Well, maybe they knew it was a setup and got cold feet.
Aram: There’s no surveillance, no obvious cameras.
Ressler: They chose this location because it’s a digital dark spot.
Aram: Oh, my God. What if somebody else found those drugs? What if– What if a child found those drugs?
Ressler: Hey, check it out.
[ He points to a line of waiting cabs ]
Aram: I don’t get it. You think Captain Kidd took a cab here?
Ressler: No, I think that cab took Captain Kidd’s picture.

[ The Post Office ] [ Cooper, Ressler and Aram review camera footage from one of the cabs ]
Ressler: The driver at South Cab didn’t witness anything, but his dash cam caught the end of the drop.
Cooper: White male, late 20s. Is the image strong enough for facial recognition?
Aram: Resolution isn’t the problem. We just don’t have a viable angle, and it’s only these 22 seconds.
Ressler: The cab only caught the end. I mean, the kid walks out of frame and that’s it.
Cooper: What’s that? The cup in his hand.
[ Keyboard clacking ] [ Aram enlarges the cup ]
Aram: “Kitt’s Coffee.” Oh, they make a mean mochaccino.
Ressler: They’re also local. They only have a few locations in the city.
Cooper: Pull the sales records and the surveillance feeds from any of their stores in a mile radius. If the kid paid with a credit card, then chances are we’ve got his physical address. Get it and get him here.

[ Ressler interrogates the suspect, a teenage boy named Jarret Moore. He has an attorney ]
Attorney:You can’t prove that my client is the person in that footage.
Ressler: [ To Jarret ] We know you work for Captain Kidd.
Jarret Moore: I don’t. I told you.
Ressler: Yeah, what’s gonna happen when we pull your prints off the drugs we found in the park? Or the drugs we find in your apartment?
Attorney: Mr. Moore isn’t responding to–
Ressler: Mr. Moore is going to jail.
Jarret: Okay, look, I’m telling the truth. Okay? I– He’s– He’s not my employer. I don’t work for Kidd. I’ve been robbing him.
Ressler: Robbing him of what?
Jarret: Look, it’s all kinds of stuff. It’s, uh, weapons, stolen credit cards, fake IDs.
Ressler: Narcotics?
Jarret: Yeah, narcotics.
Attorney: Allegedly narcotics.
Jarret: It’s not just me. It’s not like I’m the only Seeker.
Ressler: What’s a Seeker?
Attorney: You do not have to answer that.
Ressler: Explain to your poorly prepared mouthpiece here that I’m gonna have officers and a warrant at your residence before you even walk out of this door. You need to cooperate if you want to have any hope of staying out of jail. [ To the Attorney ] Can you tell him that?
Attorney: Go ahead, Jarret.
Jarret: Captain Kidd uses droppers to stash his product. How much product, how many droppers, I don’t know, but it’s a lot. We track what we can, follow a dropper, look for his stash.
Ressler: We know it was drugs you stole from that stash in the park, and I got a feeling that a drug test will prove they’re in your system right now.
Attorney: Whoa, hold on.
Ressler: What if I were able to forget about that drug test?
Attorney: In exchange for–
Ressler: You hand over whatever contraband you have on hand. Whatever you stole from these GPS-tagged hiding spots. If that evidence helps me find Captain Kidd, well, maybe I’ll help you stay out of jail.

[ Rakitin, aka Andrew Patterson, meets with Red in the kitchen of his restaurant ]
Red: What the hell happened?
Rakitin: I’ll tell you what happened. I was tailed by the FBI.
[ Rakitin shows Red the photo of Park’s license plate ]
Rakitin: This guy Cooper, he, uh– He’s not standing down like you said he would. You need to do something about him.

[ An FBI crime laboratory ]
Ressler: Hey. Came as quick as I could. What’s so urgent?
FBI Lab Tech: Well, I ran a test on the narcotics you pulled from Moore’s apartment.
Ressler: Yeah, that he stole from the park.
FBI Lab Tech: Yes, and we got an interesting hit. Chemical analysis showed it contained powdered milk.
Ressler: The cutting agent?
FBI Lab Tech: Notable because it’s a favorite of the Guayabo cartel. MPD picked up one of their dealers last month, so I called to get a sample from the evidence locker to confirm the samples matched, but–
Ressler: They didn’t.
FBI Lab Tech: Not only don’t they match, but the sample we got from the city wasn’t drugs. It was 100% baking soda.
Ressler: So MPD seized fake drugs?
FBI Lab Tech: No. Their paperwork certifies that the contents of the seizure was heroin cut with powdered milk at the time of testing. But between testing and now, someone took the drugs and left baking soda behind.
Ressler: Between now and then? I mean, who had access to the drugs in lockup?
FBI Lab Tech: No one. Evidence log shows it was never touched. The case against the cartel is still being built, so it hasn’t gone to trial yet. The drugs were never checked out of evidence or brought to a courtroom.
Ressler: So, heroin went into lockup and baking soda came out.
FBI Lab Tech: The last person to touch those drugs, the only person to handle them, would be the drug lab chemist who tested them for the city.
Ressler: Who’s that?
FBI Lab Tech: His name’s Tyler Schwartz. He’s been with MPD for just under five years.
Ressler: Thank you.

Rakitin: You don’t understand how close we came. If I hadn’t made the tail–
Red: But you did.
Rakitin: –she would have exposed us both.
Red: But she didn’t. I thought this was about some intercept out of China. The impending cyberattack.
Rakitin: Are you even listening to me?
Red: Keenly, in the vain hope of hearing about this Chinese intercept.
Rakitin: [ Emphatically ] The Bureau is following me, which means they are following you.
[ Rakitin stands up ]
Rakitin: This whole thing is about to blow up and expose us both.
Red: Somehow I don’t find your fevered disposition to be infectious, Andrew.
Rakitin: My fevered dis– What– What is wrong with you? I am trying to– to dig us out of this mess.
Red: No, what you are doing is a rather obvious and ineffectual dance to cover your tracks. You killed an innocent man, Andrew. You faked your death to divert Harold Cooper, and as a result, you’ve only made matters worse. Now, I told you I’d handle Cooper–
Rakitin: Are you kidding me?
Red: –which I will do. But Harold Cooper is no fool, and your theatrics only confirm his belief that he’s being played. So stand back. I’ll handle this.
Rakitin: Okay, just back up a second. How about, uh– How about “thank you” for picking up his tail? How about “thank you” for not leading the FBI directly to you, and thus to Moscow? How about–
[ Red stands up ]
Red: [ Angrily ] How about I break your jaw, wire it shut, and force-feed blended cheeseburgers into your belly until you burst? ⋘⋙ How about? ⋘⋙ No? Then shut the hell up and listen. I told you I would handle Harold Cooper, and I will do just that. What you need to do is keep your mouth shut, your head down, and assure Moscow that the situation is under control. Now, please, go away before this becomes decidedly more uncivil.

[ Ressler has Tyler Schwartz in an interrogation room. He’s the FBI Lab Chemist who removed the narcotics from the drug evidence he tested ]
Ressler: Well, the evidence was logged by MPD and sent to the lab where you work. I mean, you’re the chemist on record.
Tyler Schwartz: I understand that.
Ressler: So help me understand how drug evidence that the police took off the street, drugs that you tested in your lab, somehow got swapped with baking soda.
Schwartz: I should wait for my lawyer.
Ressler: Tyler, your lawyer can’t stop us from re-testing every sample you’ve examined and verified. And when we do, we’re gonna find out they’re all fake. Now, if you help us–
Schwartz: I don’t know what to say.
Ressler: What happened to those drugs?
Schwartz: It’s not just me! It’s Williams. Goebel.
Ressler: What happens to the drugs, Tyler?
Schwartz: Our facility handles hundreds of samples every week, all kinds of drugs from all over the city.
Ressler: Evidence you personally handle.
Schwartz: Once we run our chemical analysis to legally confirm they’re what the police say they are, the cases go to trial supported by the lab certification. But the drug evidence, it goes back into the vault. Nobody’s supposed to test it again.
Ressler: You’re stealing and re-selling drug evidence.
Schwartz: Like I said, I’m not the only one. There’s an entire network.
Ressler: With a distribution system.
Schwartz: I already said too much.
Ressler: We know you’re using Captain Kidd. That’s who we’re after here, and you’re gonna help us find him.
Schwartz: I can’t do that.
Ressler: You can if you wanna help yourself. Tyler, look at me. How do we find Captain Kidd?

[ Safiya Maroun remains trapped in a buried crate, breathing oxygen from a tank ]
Safiya Maroun: [ Gasping ]
[ The headquarters of Captain Kidd ]
Tech: I’ve got both online. Go ahead.
Captain Kidd: Do I have the buyer on the line?
Al-Harbi: [ Arabic accent ] Yes, we are here.
Captain Kidd: Do I have the seller on the line?
Neville Townsend: Yes.
Captain Kidd: Seller, can you confirm that the transaction is at least 100 blocks deep on the Blockchain, as per our instructions?
Townsend: I can.
Captain Kidd: Seller, do I have your consent to release the package to the buyer?
Townsend: You do.
Captain Kidd: Buyer, I’m sending you an encrypted file with your GPS-tagged identifier now. This will include photos and verbal instructions you can use to identify the drop site. ⋘⋙ Gentlemen, while we wait, I want to thank you for your patronage.
Safiya: [ Gasping ]
[ Safiya bangs on the crate ]
[ Photos and maps appear on Al-Harbi’s laptop ]
Al-Harbi: We have it.
Captain Kidd: Is that your official confirmation?
Al-Harbi: It is.
Captain Kidd: In that case, transaction 49r83 is complete. Gentlemen, again, thank you for your business and good day.
[ Conference call ends ]
Captain Kidd: [ To Tech ] Tell Penny we’re funded. Have her notify Nicosia. And, uh, send someone out for lumpia and a Mello Yello. I swear, I could eat a horse.
[ Banging in distance ]
Tech: What was that?
Captain Kidd: What? I don’t hear any–
Tech: Shh, there. Sounds like–
[ An FBI TAC team bursts in ]
— FBI! Hands in the air!
— On the ground! On the ground, now!
[ Captain Kidd is handcuffed ]
Captain Kidd: [ To Tech ] You can 86 the lumpia.

[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: Print back yet on Kidd?
Aram: Oh, uh, I just got them. That is, uh– That’s the good news.
Cooper: I’m listening.
Aram: I heard from Agent Park. She was following one of the Rakitin suspects, Andrew Patterson, the analyst from the Office of Intelligence and Analysis.
Cooper: Walk with me.
Aram: Agent Park thinks that Patterson made her.
Cooper: And the other suspects?
Aram: Surveillance turned up nothing on the other three.
Cooper: Day in the life. Then we pick it up again tomorrow.
Aram: Yeah, here’s the thing, Agent Park doesn’t think that will be necessary.
Cooper: Oh? And why is that?
Aram: She thinks Patterson is the one we’re looking for. Mr. Reddington’s source.
Cooper: Because he gave her the slip? That proves he’s smart, not treasonous.
Aram: It’s not that he gave her the slip. The bad news is where he gave her the slip.
Cooper: And where was that?
Aram: Corner of 3rd and North. Near Mr. Reddington’s restaurant.

[ Ressler interrogates Captain Kidd ]
Ressler: Well, how we know about you isn’t important. What matters is that we do. We know about your geocaching, how you hide drugs and people. Safiya Maroun. Tell me about her.
Captain Kidd: Never heard of her.
Ressler: Looky here, your prints came back a match to a William Benedict. Tied to a low-rent smuggling operation back in 2014. Well, you’ve come a long way since then, huh?
Captain Kidd: If you say so.
Ressler: Safiya Maroun. Where is she?
Captain Kidd: I haven’t the foggiest.
Ressler: There’s a kid in the ICU at County. He’s 13 years old. He overdosed on the fentanyl that you stashed in that house in the Southeast. Now, best-case scenario for you, I think that’s attempted voluntary manslaughter.
Captain Kidd: Like I said, I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Ressler: Well, your MPD partners in crime have turned on you. They’ve given us sworn affidavits.
Captain Kidd: Yet here you are. And we both know why.
Ressler: Where’s Maroun?
Captain Kidd: Where’s my deal? You want to get, what’re you gonna give?
[ Cooper walks forward ]
Cooper: Absolutely nothing. A woman’s life hangs in the balance, a good woman. A heroic woman we are moving heaven and earth to try and save. But what we will not do, what I refuse to do, is to cut a deal with the likes of you to make that happen.
Captain Kidd: Then her blood is on your hands, not mine.
Cooper: Maybe, but I can live with that, knowing that you’ll be spending the next 30 years taking showers with murderers and rapists.
[ Door opens ] [ Ressler and Cooper leave ]

Ressler: Okay, so what? We’re sweating him now, right?
Cooper: No, we’re not sweating him. We’re building a case against him. Then it’s gonna be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.
Ressler: Yeah, but he’s not gonna tell us how to find Maroun, not without a deal.
Cooper: No, he’s not. But getting played by another criminal, being forced to look the other way to countenance their sickness–
Ressler: Isn’t that part of the job?
Cooper: Yeah, part I hate he most.
[ Elevator door open. Red and Dembe step out ]
Cooper: Do what you can to get that scumbag to talk, but he’s not getting a deal.
[ Ressler leaves ]

Red: I hear congratulations are in order. You have Captain Kidd.
Cooper: Is that why you’re here?
Red: Time is of the essence, Harold. If Safiya Maroun is ever to draw a breath of fresh air again, I suggest you let me have a chat with the Captain. Introduce him to Brimley’s badger.
Cooper: Your concern is noted, but we both know you didn’t come here just to offer your services.
Red: I came hoping people would speak the truth, Captain Kidd, us. Given your hypertension, perhaps we should go first.

[ Cooper’s office ]
Cooper: We know about Andrew Patterson.
Red: Do tell.
Cooper: We know he’s Rakitin, your source in the Intelligence Community. We suspected as much, so Park tailed him, to the corner of 3rd and North.
Red: It’s a lovely neighborhood. Fine place to go for a walk.
Cooper: Or for dinner. 3rd and North is half a block from your restaurant.
Red: Don’t do this, Harold.
Cooper: He was going to meet you to divulge classified intel.
Red: I’m asking you as a friend, not an adversary.
Cooper: A friend? I don’t have friends who betray this country.
Red: I understand your quandary. You care a great deal about Elizabeth. You want to believe in her, to understand and find reason in her quest to destroy me. But for what I hope is the final time, let me be clear. I am not a traitor to this country, and I do not divulge sensitive intelligence to this country’s enemies.
Cooper: I know that’s not true.
Red: No, Harold. You think you know. You have pieces of a puzzle that you think you can solve. But as I am the puzzle, I know that you can’t. And as your friend and your colleague, I implore you, for your own sake, to please let this go.
Cooper: Is that some sort of threat?
Red: Sincere advice. I have unsavory associates. When cornered, they tend to do unsavory things.
Cooper: Let me get this straight. You’re not a Russian spy, and the person Park tailed isn’t supplying you intel. I’m on this wild goose chase – and yet my life is in danger?
Red: You need to trust me on this.
Cooper: You mean I need to believe you over Elizabeth?
Red: That sounds as if you’re in contact with her.
Cooper: I wish. She’s an apparition. A ghost who leaves clues in the night but is gone by morning. You’ve taught her well.
Red: Harold, this, all of it, is between her and me. She and I may not agree on much, but I’m sure we agree on this. Neither of us would be able to forgive ourselves if our problems caused you to become collateral damage.
Cooper: I’m glad we’ve had this talk, and I appreciate your offer, but I’m confident we can get what we need from Captain Kidd without the assistance of Brimley’s badger.
[ Cooper walks out ]

[ Cooper walks up to Ressler ]
Cooper: Make the deal. I’ll get the AG on board.
Ressler: The deal? The one you said we weren’t gonna make?
Cooper: Full immunity.
Ressler: So, what happened with Reddington?
Cooper: You mean N-13?
Ressler: So you confronted him about Rakitin, about how he ditched Park?
Cooper: I don’t condone what Elizabeth’s doing, but if we have to pick sides in this war, I think it’s past time we picked hers. We need to get to Keen before Reddington does, and because he works with Townsend, Captain Kidd can help us do that. I meant what I said about getting played by another criminal, but you were right. It’s what we do. So do it.

[ Captain Kidd has reviewed the immunity deal ]
Ressler: Let me help you with the fine print. You help, you walk.
Captain Kidd: Full immunity.
Ressler: For past crimes. You Jay-walk tomorrow, I’m coming for you.
Captain Kidd: I’ll help you with Maroun.
Ressler: No. And Townsend.
Captain Kidd: No. No way. I’m not crossing him.
Ressler: Well, that’s just the cost of doing business.
Captain Kidd: If I snitch on him, he’ll find out.
Ressler: So what? Come on. You’ll be drinking mai tais in witness protection.
Captain Kidd: You can’t protect me. Not from him.
Ressler: That’s a chance you’re just gonna have to take.

Ressler: So, how does it work? Walk me through the steps. I want you to bore me with every tiny little detail.
Captain Kidd: Our network, we’re just– It’s a delivery system, a series of dead drops in abandoned buildings or crowded public locations. We provide a layer of protection for the buyers and sellers of illicit goods. In this case, the parcel was acquired by Neville Townsend, taken to a holding site, then packaged and prepared for delivery by one of our splinter teams.
Ressler: Packaged and prepared?
Captain Kidd: Bro, this isn’t a stolen gun we’re talking about. It’s a person, which requires an entirely different set of precautions.
Ressler: So it’s true. You really did bury Safiya Maroun alive.
Captain Kidd: I delivered the product I was paid to transport. That’s what we do.
Sofiya Maroun: [ Sobbing ]
[ Sofiya claws at the wood of the crate and manages to dislodge a jagged plank about eight inches long ]
Ressler: So, the site’s geo-tagged, right? I mean, you send the buyers details, photos, maps.
Captain Kidd: We do, yeah, but the buyer wanted to take delivery somewhere that was especially remote. I can give you coordinates, but you’re never gonna get there in time.

[ The Post Office war room ]
[ Anne Clark’s ♪ “Our Darkness” plays ]
[ Aram show the location information to the task force and two other agents ]
Aram: The GPS-tagged site indicates that Maroun is buried here, about a mile from the west shoreline on Taylors Island, and that puts her midway between the Slaughter Creek Broads and Robinson Neck Road.
Cooper: The buyer, how big of a head start does he have on us?
[ In interrogation ]
Captain Kidd: We notified him a little over two hours ago. I can only assume he’s on his way there now.
[ Two black SUVs pull up near the site where Safiya is buried alive in a crate ]

♪ Through these city nightmares you’d walk with me ♪
♪ And we’d talk of it with idealistic assurance ♪
♪ That it wouldn’t tear us apart ♪

[ Al-Harbi gets out of one vehicle. A monitor he carries beeps🔅🔅🔅🔅rapidly ]

♪ We’d keep our heads above the blackened water… ♪

[ Al-Harbi knock on window of the other vehicle. He speaks in Arabic ]
Al-Harbi: Get the equipment. We are close.
Ressler: And if he gets to her–
Captain Kidd: What do you mean “if he gets to her”? You better hope he gets to her. If he doesn’t, things go from bad to worse in a hurry.
Ressler: What’s that supposed to mean?
Captain Kidd: I told you. She’s on oxygen. Which is – limited.
Ressler: How much oxygen?
Captain Kidd: She’s got roughly six hours of air.
Ressler: Got less than an hour.
[ Ressler rushes out ]
[ An FBI helicopter zooms toward the site ]

♪ Through a grimy window that I can’t keep clean ♪
♪ Through billowing smoke that’s swallowed the sun ♪
♪ You’re nowhere to be seen ♪
♪ You’re nowhere to be seen, seen… ♪

[ Al-Harbi and two other men have located the crate. They scrape the snow and dirt off. One man uses a drill to remove the screws holding the lid on ] [ Drill whirring ]

♪ Do you think our desires still burn? ♪

[ The cover comes off ]
Al-Harbi: Get her up.

♪ I guess it was desires that tore us apart ♪
♪ There has to be passion ♪
♪ There has to be passion, passion ♪
♪ A passion for living, surviving ♪

[ The three men walk with Safiya back toward the SUVs ]
Safiya: I don’t understand. Where are you taking me?

♪ And that means detachment ♪

Safiya: Why didn’t you just leave me to die? Say something! [ In Arabic: ] You don’t have to do this.
Al-Harbi: But we do. We know who you are. His Highness knows what you do.

♪ To beat you with when you are down… ♪

Safiya: What I do? You mean speaking the truth? Fighting people like the man you work for? [ In English ] Look, I want you to know I am not afraid.
Al-Harbi: Keep walking.

[ Cooper is at the Post Office looking at a map on a large video display. Ressler is driving with Aram toward the site ]
Cooper: You should have Saint John Creek to your west. In about a half mile, you’re gonna make a left.
Ressler: There’s no road on the GPS.
Cooper: That’s because it’s not on the GPS. I’m looking at satellite feeds. Looks like it may be some kind of a trail or maybe an old fire road.
Aram: We’re not gonna get there in time.

♪ We’d blacken each other’s skies… ♪

Al-Harbi: Daler, get the equipment. We’ll do it here. In the clearing. There’s more room.
[ Daler takes two suitcases from one of the SUVs ]
Safiya: What are you doing? What are those?
Al-Harbi: He wants clear footage. Start to finish. Every bit. Take her right side.
[ Daler opens a suitcase. Inside are two large cutting knives and two saws; one is a bone saw ]
[ Next he takes out a large sheet of plastic and lays it down ]
Al-Harbi: [ In English ] Go to the ground.
[ Safiya gets down on her knees ]

[ Ressler and Aram are now assembled with a team of about six or so FBI agents in tactical gear. A large map is laid out on the roof of one of their SUVs ]
Aram: [ Pointing ] GPS signal’s emanating from here, quarter mile south, just before the creek.
Ressler: All right, we go in on foot. One team from the east, one from the west. Our unsub’s in here.
[ Pointing ] He’s gonna have backup and he’s gonna wanna fight, all right? Let’s go.

♪ Unjustified crimes carried on stifled calls ♪
♪ Would you walk with me now through this pouring rain? ♪

[ Al-Harbi has now begun filming Safiya on his cell phone ]
Safiya: He wants to watch. That’s what this is for. Well – I want you to know this. You can kill me, you can try to make an example of me, but it will only invigorate the people I fight for.
You will make them stronger, and they will fight back.
[ Safiya has been twisting the jagged plank from the crate in her hand, ]
[ Safiya spits at Al-Harbi ] [ Daler points a gun at her. She grabs his gun arm with one hand and plunges the make-shift weapon into him with the other. They fall and struggle for the gun [ Both grunting ]
[ 💥 Gunshots 💥 ] [ Al-Harbi falls ]
Ressler: The shot came from our west.
[ 💥 More wild shots go off harmlessly in the struggle for control of the gun 💥 ] [ Both grunting ]
Safiya: Get off! Aah! [ Grunting ] [ Gunshot 💥 ] [ Finally Daler is shot as he lies on top of Safiya. She pushes him off of her ]
[ Indistinct shouting ]
[ A gun has been thrown free. It turns out Al-Harbi was only wounded. Both he and Safiya try to get to the gun, but he is closer to it. Just as his hand grabs the gun, a heavy boot comes down on his wrist ]
[ It’s Ressler ]
— Don’t move!

[ The Post Office ] [ Cooper and Ressler look at the video feed of Al-Harbi in his holding cell. His arm is in a sling and his leg is kicked up cockily on the table ]
Ressler: Is it just me or is he way too comfortable?
Cooper: Main Justice is sending an AUSA. He won’t be comfortable once he’s told what he’s being charged with.
Aram: Maroun verified Kidd’s intel.
Cooper: How’s she doing?
Aram: Good. Great, considering. EMTs gave her a clean bill of health.
Cooper: Did you get her statement?
Aram: Yeah, and based on what she told me, that guy has no business looking so relaxed.
Ressler: No, it’s weird, right? [ Scoffs ] It’s kind of like you being in the circus.
Cooper: You were in the circus?
Aram: I, uh, ran away from home when I saw the Great Davido spin 75 plates at once. I was hired as a roadie on a Monday. Lost my virginity to a trapeze artist on a Tuesday. She left me for the strongman on a Wednesday, and I was back home eating matzo ball soup watching Jerry Maguire on a Thursday. It was, um– It was quite the whirlwind.
Ressler: It’s weird, right? It’s like he’s in on a joke. [ Referring to Al-Harbi ]
Cooper: Forget about him. Go talk to Kidd. The marshals have him in protective custody. Telling us about Maroun was only part of the deal. Now he’s gotta tell you what he knows about Townsend.
Ressler: Well, Kidd’s scared to death of this guy. He doesn’t think we can protect him against Townsend.
Cooper: Well, of course we can, but we only will if he tells us what he knows.

[ Captain Kidd is being protected by three US Marshals ]
Captain Kidd: I’m not saying you’re bad at your jobs.
U.S. Marshal: Our job is to protect you, and you’re saying we can’t do that.
Captain Kidd: Not three of you. Not against him.
[ Knock on door ]
U.S. Marshal: Relax, it’s the FBI. Agent Ressler. He’s coming here to ask you about the bogeyman.
Captain Kidd: Go ahead and make fun, but you’re gonna need more men.
U.S. Marshal #2: Townsend can’t hurt you if he can’t find you. Since we’re the only ones that know you’re here, that’s not gonna happen.
[ Knocking continues ]
[ The third Marshall opens the door. Three men are there, including Neville Townsend. The third Marshall holds up two fingers. Townsend stays behind, while the other two men enter ]
Townsend: [ To the third “Marshal” ] You did well.
[ (💥) Silenced gunshots (💥) ] [ Bodies thudding ]
[ Townsend enters. Captain Kidd has his hands up ]
Townsend: Look at me.
Captain Kidd: I haven’t said anything about you.
Townsend: I know. And now you never will.
[ The two men grab Captain Kidd under the armpits and hustle him toward the door ]
[ Silenced gunshot (💥) ]

[ Cooper’s office ]
Asst US attorney Spears: Assistant Director Cooper? Ken Spears.
Cooper: From Main Justice. Yes, I’ve been expecting you. I’ve had a copy made of Safiya Maroun’s statement, but, of course, you’ll want to speak with her yourself.
AUSA Spears: Actually, that won’t be necessary.
Cooper: Oh? And why is that?

[ Ressler enters the house where Captain Kidd was being held. He has a flashlight and has his gun drawn. In the living room, he finds the bodies of the two Marshals, but no sign of Captain Kidd or the third Marshall ]
[ He makes a call ] [ Dialing, line ringing✨]
Ressler: Aram, we got a problem.

[ Aram enters Cooper’s office ] [ Cooper is drinking Scotch, more than usual ]
Aram: [ Agitated ] Sir. Sir, Agent Ressler called. Townsend got to Captain Kidd. He doesn’t know how, but he did. Sir, do you hear me? Two marshals are dead and Kidd is gone.
[ Avi Kaplan’s ♪ “Chains” plays ]
Cooper: The Saudi operative has been released.
Aram: What?
Cooper: No charges are being filed. There’s a plane standing by at Dulles to fly him to Riyadh.
Aram: Wait, wait, wait. He– He had someone buried alive. He was about to execute her–
Cooper: Of the 19 terrorists on 9/11, 15 came from Saudi Arabia. After the attack, King Fahd urged the White House to evacuate the members of Osama bin Laden’s family who were living in the United States. Eventually, the FBI assisted in returning two dozen of them. No questions asked. King Fahd is gone, but his oil isn’t, and the Royal Family has as much influence as ever. Safiya Maroun is a threat to the Royal Family, so– Main Justice isn’t interested in her or her statement. The only thing they’re interested in is pretending it never happened.

♪ Weighing down on me ♪

Aram: I have to tell Safiya.

♪ Weighing down ♪
♪ All of these chains ♪
♪ Weighing down on me… ♪

[ Red’s restaurant ]
Dembe: Your fight with Harold is helping Elizabeth’s cause. And that cause will only end up hurting her.
Red: I’m not fighting with Harold.
Dembe: His fight with you, then. Which you could stop, but choose not to.
Red: Go on, then, give me my medicine.
Dembe: You gave him the case so you could get to Captain Kidd and learn about Townsend. He got to Kidd, but kept him away from you so he could get to Townsend first. In the end, Townsend got to Kidd and neither of you learned anything.
Red: And I thought taking the pills was unpleasant.

♪ Weighing down on me… ♪

Dembe: Elizabeth is lost. She’s aligned herself with a powerful enemy. You and Harold cannot go on fighting each other and him. Find a way to call a truce, not just for Elizabeth, but for Harold, too. His list of enemies has grown too long.
Red: Our friend in the East.
Dembe: I fear his patience may run thin.
[ Red takes his cup of pills ] [ Pills rattle ]

[ Rakitin shows up at the dining room of “Our friend in the East” in Moscow ]

♪ Yeah, I drift away ♪
♪ To a brighter place ♪
♪ That I close my eyes to see… ♪

[ Conversing in Russian ]
Eastern Friend: What am I missing?
Rikitin: Excuse me?

♪ And there’s some days… ♪

[ In English ]
Eastern Friend: Reddington, what am I not seeing?

♪ But I’m losing my belief… ♪

Eastern Friend: We have a system in place. You are a vital part of that system. The FBI following you threatens that system.

♪ Weighing down… ♪

Eastern Friend: Yet he seems unwilling to do anything to stop them.
Rakitin: No, no, no. Not unwilling.

♪ Weighing down ♪

Eastern Friend: Unable, then.

♪ I’m down on my knees ♪
♪ I need some relief ♪
♪ Some quiet and peace ♪

[ “Eastern Friend” takes an envelope out of his best and slides it to Rakitin ]

♪ I’ve been here before ♪
♪ Tethered and torn ♪
♪ I won’t take anymore… ♪

Eastern Friend: The instructions are clear. Who to speak with, what to say. They must be executed to the letter.

♪ All of these chains… ♪
♪ Weighing down on me ♪
♪ Weighing down… ♪

[ Rakitin opens the letter and reads ]
Rakitin: Harold Cooper?
Eastern Friend: All of this is happening at his instruction.
Rakitin: Yes, but he is an assistant director of the FBI.

♪ All of these chains ♪
♪ Weighing down on me… ♪

Eastern Friend: I have known Raymond longer than anyone. I know and trust him like a brother. But if he won’t do what’s necessary to protect what we’ve built over the decades, I will. Even if it means eliminating an assistant director of the FBI.

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Episode Songs


♫ Our Darkness
By Anne Clark, Felix da Housecat

♪ Through these city nightmares you’d walk with me
And we’d talk of it with idealistic assurance
That it wouldn’t tear us apart
We’d keep our heads above the blackened water
But there’s no room for ideals in this mechanical place
And you’re gone now

♪ Through a grimy window that I can’t keep clean
Through billowing smoke that’s swallowed the sun
You’re nowhere to be seen

♪ Do you think our desires still burn
I guess it was desires that tore us apart
There has to be passion
A passion for living, surviving
And that means detachment
Every-body has a weapon to fight you with
To beat you with when you are down
There were too many defence between us
Doubting all the time
Fearing all the time
Doubting all the time
Fearinf all the time
That like these urban nightmares
We’d blacken each other skies

♪ When we passed the subway we tried to ignore our fate there
Of written threats on endless walls
Unjustified crimes carried on stifled calls
Would you walk with me now through this pouring rain
It used to mingle with our tears then dry with the hopes
That we left behind
It rains even harder now

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3ddi0lZ
YouTube: https://youtu.be/OguHIyNNblM


♫ Chains
By Avi Kaplan

♪ All of these chains
Weighing down on me
Weighing down
All of these chains
Weighing down on me
Weighing down

♪ My mind’s a haze
With all this pain
And I can’t change a thing
Lost in this maze
I can’t find a way
I can’t break my spirit free

♪ All of these chains
Weighing down on me
Weighing down
All of these chains
Weighing down on me
Weighing down

♪ Yeah, I drift away
To a brighter place
That I close my eyes to see
And then someday
I think that things will change
But I’m losing my belief

♪ All of these chains
Weighing down on me
Weighing down
All of these chains
Weighing down on me
Weighing down

♪ I’m down on my knees
I need some relief
Some quiet and peace
I’ve been here before
Tethered and torn
I won’t take anymore

♪ All of these chains
Weighing down on me
Weighing down
All of these chains
Weighing down on me
Weighing down

♪ All of these chains
Weighing down on me
Weighing down
All of these chains
Weighing down on me
Weighing down

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3croIWv
YouTube: https://youtu.be/LTU30SdNOXQ

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🔴 Script 8:12 Rakitin (№ 28)

Program air date: 4/2/2021 in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-b7Z
Entertainment Weekly Recap: http://bit.ly/31GJ1cs

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Director: Mahesh Pailoor
Written by: Lukas Reiter


Brief (Where we’re at): Red’s “Eastern Friend,” a mysterious older man who lives in Moscow, has just ordered a hit on Harold Cooper. Red has been working with a younger man, code-named Rakitin, a hacker who has been embedded in the Intelligence Community (IC) under the name of Andrew Patterson. Rakitin has been passing classified intelligence to Red with whom he has a frosty relationship. When Rakitin appeared on the radar of the US House of Representatives Intelligence Committee, Red had his computer whiz kid, Tadashi Ito, gain access to the files and destroy them. Red then visited “our friend in the East” who thanked him for making the Rakitin files disappear from the Intel Committee’s servers and, apparently as a reward, gave Red a thumb drive with information “fresh from the Archive.” Red stored the thumb drive in a bank safe deposit box, but Liz hired the Fribourg Confidence (Blacklister #140) to break into the bank vault, steal the drive and deliver it to Cooper, who asked Aram to try to read it. Aram determined that “Rakitin” was the apparent source of the file but could not unlock it without the fingerprint of the intended recipient. Since Cooper had just had Scotch with Red, he lifted Red’s fingerprint from his Scotch glass and Red’s print opened the files.
Liz had earlier played for Cooper the cellphone audio Katarina sent to her of her final conversation with Red in which she (Katarina) accused Red of being N-13, the mysterious operative who had disappeared 30 years ago with a “blackmail file” of documents known as the Sikorsky Archive. Cooper then visited the Chair of the House Intelligence Commitee, Congressman Russell Friedenberg, who told him his theory is that N-13 is so deeply embedded in the Intelligence Community that “he’s become one of us.” As for Rakitin, Cooper and Aram were able to determine that he must be one of five men working deeply enough in the IC to have the highest clearances. Cooper had the security clearances pulled for all five. Rakitin (Andrew Patterson) panicked and staged the fake suicide of one of the other men, to take the heat off himself. Red upbraided him for assuming the task force wouldn’t figure it out, which they did.
Cooper then had the four remaining individuals tailed. Agent Park tailed Andrew Patterson, who dodged her, but the fact that he was just a half block from Red’s restaurant confirmed for Park and Cooper that Andrew Patterson must be Rakitin. Rakitin went to Red in a panic over Cooper. In a heated argument, Red blamed Rakitin for making things worse by killing an innocent man. Red then went to see Cooper who said he knows Andrew Patterson is Rakitin and Red is N-13. He also called Red a “traitor to this country,” which Red pushed back on. Red implored Cooper to “let this go … for your own sake,” which angered Cooper even more. After Red left, Cooper spoke with Ressler:

Ressler: So, what happened with Reddington?
Cooper: You mean N-13?
Ressler: So you confronted him about Rakitin, about how he ditched Park?
Cooper: I don’t condone what Elizabeth’s doing, but if we have to pick sides in this war, I think it’s past time we picked hers.

Meanwhile, Rakitin has traveled to Moscow to see “our friend in the East,” who gives him an envelope containing instructions for dealing with Cooper:

[ Rakitin opens the letter and reads ]
Rakitin: Harold Cooper?
Eastern Friend: All of this is happening at his instruction.
Rakitin: Yes, but he is an assistant director of the FBI.
Eastern Friend: I have known Raymond longer than anyone. I know and trust him like a brother. But if he won’t do what’s necessary to protect what we’ve built over the decades, I will. Even if it means eliminating an assistant director of the FBI.


⭕ Script 8:12 Rakitin (№ 28)

[ Congressman Russell Friedenberg, Chair of the US House of Representatives Intelligence Committee, makes a call. He is sweating ] [ Dialing ] [ Line rings ✨]
[ Harold Cooper’s telephone rings ☎️ ]
Cooper: Harold Cooper.
Friedenberg: Harold. Russ Friedenberg. We need to talk.
Cooper: Congressman. Has something happened?
Friedenberg: Things are much worse than we realized.
Cooper: Is this about Rakitin?
Friedenberg: No names. They could be listening.
Cooper: Who could be listening?
Friedenberg: He’s not real, Harold, we’re being played. They’ve got us chasing our tails, trying to find some damn hacker, but it’s a ruse.
Cooper: Slow down.
Friedenberg: It’s not safe to do this on the phone. We need to meet.
Cooper: I’ll come to your office.
Friedenberg: No. No. Two hours. I’ll text you an address. [ Cellphone beeps🔅]
[ Friedenberg is not alone. Andrew Patterson, also known as Rakitin, is with him, along with two armed men ]
Friedenberg: My daughter will be home within the hour.
Rakitin: As we agreed, she won’t be harmed.
Friedenberg: You won’t get away with this.
Rakitin: [ Chuckles softly ] Perhaps not. The outcome is uncertain. Sadly, you won’t get to see how it ends.
[ Rakitin tases Friedenberg ] [⚡️Electricity crackles⚡️] [ Friederberg groans and collapses unconscious. The two men lift him onto the bed ]
Rakitin: Be thankful that you died of natural causes.
[ Rakitin lifts Friedenberg’s eyelid and applies some drops of liquid with a medicine dropper ]
Rakitin: Things can get messy when we need to send a message.
[ Friedenberg groans ]

[ Red and Dembe are flying in Red’s airplane ]
Dembe: Edward said we should be on the ground in a few minutes.
Red: Good. I just heard from our friend. We won’t be needing the car. He’ll meet us at the hangar. Quick pep talk and we’ll be heading home.
Dembe: We flew 5,000 miles for a conversation you could’ve had on the phone.
Red: He’s nervous. You know how he thinks. Harold’s getting closer to Rakitin. I’m sure all he wants is for me to look him in the eye and tell him I have a plan.
Dembe: Do you?
Red: [ Chuckles ] To make Harold back off? No, not really.
Dembe: Raymond, we have to do something. If Cooper won’t stop, the only move is to take Rakitin out of play.
Red: Harold has him under surveillance. Okay. It’s just guesswork at this point, a hunch that the man he’s following is Rakitin. If Rakitin suddenly disappeared, Harold’s suspicions would be [ Chuckling ] confirmed. Besides, Rakitin is one of our most productive assets. We need to keep him working.
Dembe: Even if it puts Cooper in jeopardy?
Red: Our friend is a reasonable man.
Dembe: He’s careful. He’s already threatened Cooper’s life. You know it’s only a matter of time.
Red: He won’t kill him. Not without my consent.
Dembe: Mmm. You’re spinning too many plates.
Red: Yes. If we’re lucky, the curtain’ll close before anyone sees them come crashing down.

[ Allison Friedenberg enters her father’s bedroom ]
Allison: Dad?
[ Friedenberg lies still in the bed under the blankets ]

[ Moscow, Russia ] [ Red’s “Eastern Friend” takes a call ]
Rakitin: I’m on schedule.
Eastern Friend: Good. So am I. I’m going to see Reddington now.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]

[ Red’s plane is parked in a hanger ] [ The Eastern Friend enters ] [ Red stands ]
Red: Ah! There you are. Would you care for a coffee, or a scotch?
Eastern Friend: We need to talk.
Red: Please.
[ Red motions to take a seat ]
Red: [ Sighs ] You’re concerned about Harold Cooper. That’s why you called me here. So I can look you in the eye and assure you that things are under control.
Eastern Friend: I don’t need your assurance. Things are under control because I control them.
Red: What are you getting at?
Eastern Friend: I never liked you working with the FBI, but at least when we started, you knew what they were, means to our mutual end. You’ve come to care about them in a way that is detrimental to our objective.
Red: I told you I would handle it.
Eastern Friend: But you didn’t. Rakitin cannot be arrested. He must not be interrogated. You have a deal with the FBI. Rakitin does not. He’s exposed.
Red: You think he’ll talk?
Eastern Friend: Don’t you? He doesn’t know you work with these people. All he sees is the FBI getting closer and you refusing to act.
Red: That’s why you insisted I come to Moscow. You wanted me out of the way. Out of position.
Eastern Friend: Rakitin doesn’t just work for us. He does projects. Dozens of highly sensitive projects for the SVR. If he talks, they’re all blown.
[ Cooper pulls up to the toll booth at the parking ramp where Friedenberg said they should meet. He lowers his side window ]
Cooper: Hello?
[ Horn honks ] [ No one appears so, as the barrier gate arm is up, he drives ahead. He cannot see that the attendant is slumped against the wall inside the booth, shot in the forehead ]
Red: Call it off. Call it off.
Eastern Friend: It’s too late. There’s nothing anyone can do for him now.
[ Cooper pulls into the garage and stops his car ] [ Nearby a car door opens. An Unknown Man walks toward Cooper’s car ]
Unknown Man: Director Cooper?
[ Car door closes ]
Cooper: Who are you? Where’s the Congressman?
Unknown Man: Close. Leave the car here, and I’ll take you to him.
Cooper: You better tell me what the hell is going on.
Unknown Man: Leave the car. He sent me to meet you.
[ Cooper rolls up the window and reaches for his gun, but two other men appear. One ⚡️smashes⚡️out the side window ]
— Come on, man! Move it!
[ All grunting ]
— Come on! Let’s go!
[ They drag Cooper out of the car. He resists. One man slugs him across the jam, knocking him out ]
[ Grunts ]

[ Door opens ] [ Cooper is brought into a room ] [ Straining ] [ Door closes ]
Rakitin: Put him down. I want to talk to him first.
[ Chair scrapes ] [ Grunts ]
Cooper: [ Chuckles ] Do you want to know how I found you?
Rakitin: Uh, I found you.
Cooper: I’m an Assistant Director of the FBI. The Bureau’s been looking for Rakitin for some time.
Rakitin: Looking. With nothing to show for it. And then, suddenly, you appear out of nowhere.

[ Red’s airplane. Eastern Friend has left ]
Dembe: They have orders to kill him. Raymond, he may already be dead. [ Sighs ] [ Cellphone beeps🔅] We have to call Ressler, warn the Task Force.
Dembe: I told Harold he was in danger. Stubborn son of a bitch couldn’t let go.
Red: Call Rakitin.
[ Cellphone dialing ]
[ Rakitin’s line rings✨] [ Cellphone buzzing ] [ Rakitin steps away from Cooper to take the call ]
Rakitin: Sorry, not a good time.
Red: You do not have my authorization, which means whatever pain you inflict on Director Cooper will be revisited upon you tenfold. Are we clear?
Rakitin: I don’t need your authorization. Our Eastern friend gave me the green light.
Red: I just left our friend. I told him Cooper was under control. Now, you listen to me–
[ Rakitin ends the call ] [ Cellphone beeps🔅]

Cooper: Why should I tell you anything? You’re gonna kill me anyway.
Rakitin: [ Laughs ] Second time I’ve heard that today. The Congressman asked me the same question.
Cooper: Friedenberg?
Rakitin: Mmm.
Cooper: You used him to lure me out. Did you hurt him?
Rakitin: Please. He hardly felt a thing. And by helping set a trap for you, he bought himself a long life for his daughter. Now I’ll make you the same generous offer. If you talk, when we’re done here, I won’t go and visit Charlene. Or your son.
Red: Rakitin can’t get arrested. He knows too much.
Dembe: We can take care of it after we know Cooper is safe.
Cooper: If you kill me, the Task Force I lead will investigate. They’ll know it was you.
Rakitin: Mmm. [ Clicks tongue ] No. No, they may suspect, but they won’t have proof. See, that’s why we’re here. To stop you before you can make your case. And your death won’t look like a murder. You’ve been depressed, haven’t you? [ Sighs ] Sadly, it’s all too common among men who work in law enforcement. You wrote a note before taking your own life. See, that’s where the carbon monoxide comes into the scene. You left your car running in a closed garage.
[ Sighs ] About an hour from now, you will be found, dead, your lungs filled with fumes.
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
Rakitin: [ Sighs ]
[ Rakitin steps aside ]
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Rakitin: Yes?
Red: [ On phone ] If you’re gonna kill him, at least squeeze him first.
Rakitin: Oh, honey, I knew you’d come around.
Red: He runs a secret Task Force. The Bureau doesn’t even acknowledge it exists. I want to know everything they’re working on. Be sure you get details.
Rakitin: Consider it done.
[ Call ends ] [ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Red: [ On phone, to Aram ] Did you get that?
[🔅Beeping🔅, keys clacking ] [ Aram has used the call signal to determine Rakitin’s location ]
Aram: We got it. They’re at a warehouse on Fullerton.
Red: Go. Now. Or he won’t be alive when you get there.

[ Rakitin is pressing Cooper for information. A man holds a medical respirator mask connected to a machine over Cooper’s face ] [ Machine whirring ]
[ The man lifts the mask ]
Cooper: [ Groaning ] [ Coughs, gasping ]
Rakitin: Okay, now, let’s try this–
Cooper: [ Coughing ]
Rakitin: –one more time. Who told you about the stolen files, the ones I placed on the Volgograd servers?
Cooper: Nobody. [ Wheezing ]
[ The assistant places the mask over Cooper’s face again ] [ Machine whirring ]
Cooper: [ Coughing, groaning ]
Rakitin: I want a name!
Cooper: [ Muffled coughing ]
Rakitin: I fed you a suspect.
Cooper: [ Coughing ]
Rakitin: I gave you every reason to believe Rakitin was dead, and yet, you persisted. Why?
Cooper: Because we’re the FBI. [ Panting ] [ Coughing ]
Rakitin: Oh. [ To his men ] Finish it. You know where to take him. Make sure that the police find the note in the garage.
[ Machinery whirring ]
Cooper: [ Gasps ]
[ Door bursts open – An FBI TAC team, including Ressler, bursts in ]
[ Indistinct shouting ] [ 💥💥💥 Gunfire 💥💥💥 ] [ Rakitin’s men are hit; Rakitin is not ]
Ressler: Cooper!
Agent: Hey, clear!
[ Ressler removes the mask from Cooper’s face ]
Ressler: Hey. Cooper!
Cooper: [ Gasps hoarsely ] [ Panting ]
[ Cooper sits up ]
Cooper: [ Panting, coughing ]

[ The Post Office ] [ Elevator doors open ] [ Cooper steps out with Ressler and two TAC agents with Rakitin ]
Aram: Mr. Cooper. Mr. Cooper. Thank God you’re all right. I heard what happened.
Cooper: [ To Ressler ] Put him in box one. [ To Aram ] Call Cynthia Panabaker. Tell her I need her here right away.
Aram: Uh, sir, you really should let us get you a medic. Sir.
[ Cooper ignores him and walks up the stairs to his office ]
[ Cellphone ringing✨] [ Cooper answers ] [ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Red: [ On phone ] Harold. Thank goodness.
Cooper: You knew nothing about this?
Red: Of course not. I’m the one who helped the Task Force find you.
Cooper: If you think that changes things, you’re wrong. We have Rakitin. I’m not standing down. If he implicates you–
Red: You’ll follow the evidence. Of course. I have no doubt you will. We can worry about that another time.
[ Red’s cellphone line beeps🔅🔅🔅]
Red: Ah. That’s me. I need to take this. Deep breaths, Harold. I’m glad you’re alive.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
[ The other call is from Red’s “friend in the East,” the mysterious Russian who ordered Rakitin to carry out the hit on Cooper. He is hopping mad ]
Eastern Friend: They have Rakitin in custody!
Red: Couldn’t be avoided. Well, it could’ve been, if you’d listened to me in the first place.
Eastern Friend: He’s one of our top operatives, and you just hand-delivered him to the American government.
Red: I can see I’ve made a mistake with you, old friend. We’ve been on the same side so long, you’ve forgotten who you’re talking to.
Eastern Friend: You’re the one forgetting. If he talks, if he exposes me, exposes what he’s done for the SVR, the full weight of this agency will come down on you like a thunderbolt.
Red: That won’t happen. Because here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to fix it, and then, when it’s done, you and I are gonna have a chat.
[ Call ends ] [ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Dembe: We can’t break him out. He’s under guard at the Post Office. Raymond, it’s– impossible.
[ Red stares at him ]

[ Ressler steps into an isolated spot at the Post Office to make a call ]
[ Cellphone beeps🔅, speed-dials ] [ Line rings✨]
[ Skip Hadley, the lawyer who formerly worked for Red but who flipped and is now working for Liz, is walking along the Potomac River ]
[ Cellphone buzzing ] [ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Skip Hadley: Why are you calling this number?
Ressler: [ On phone ] Just listen.
Skip: Elizabeth was crystal clear. You were only to reach out in a life-or-death emergency. If you’re tracing this call, don’t bother.
Ressler: I’m not.
Skip: The signal’s untraceable, and I’m losing this phone in 30 seconds.
Ressler: Skip, stop talking. I need to speak with Keen. Tell her to call me. Or get me a number where I can call her.
Skip: Why? What’s happened?
Ressler: The situation here has changed. If things go well, we may be getting close to the end.
Skip: The end of what?
Ressler: Reddington. We may be able to prove that she was right all along. I’m talking about bringing her in, on her own terms.

[ Cooper’s office ] [ Cynthia Panabaker, Cooper’s higher-up in the Justice Department, is there ]
Panabaker: My God, Harold! I can’t imagine. If you need time, whatever I can do to make things easier, you–
Cooper: I appreciate your concern, but I have a feeling when you hear why it happened, sympathy may not be the first emotion that comes to mind.
Panabaker: Oh. It’s not my first rodeo, partner. You’ve been hiding something. I’ve known for a while.
Cooper: Something big. The real reason Agent Keen went out on her own.
Panabaker: She saw Reddington kill her mother. That’s reason enough.
Cooper: But that’s half the story. And to tell it, we have to go back over 30 years, to the fall of the Soviet Union. Around that time, a file was stolen from Soviet intelligence. A blackmail file consisting of 13 packets of data. Damaging intel on rival governments, secrets held by some of the world’s most powerful people and corporations.
Panabaker: Who stole it?
Cooper: An unidentified Russian operative. Thirteen packets. So, after the theft, the Russians began calling him N-13. The stolen file is the Sikorsky Archive.
[ Cooper plops a stack of papers on the table in front of Panabaker ]
Panabaker: [ Sighs ] I’m gonna need a scratch pad.
Cooper: That’s where Neville Townsend comes in. He was one of the powerful people named in the Archive. As a result, his family was killed. And he put a bounty on the head of the woman he thought was responsible.
Panabaker: Katarina Rostova.
Cooper: Exactly. Agent Keen’s mother ran for 30 years, all the while insisting that she was framed. Set up by the real N-13.
Panabaker: Not Reddington. Please don’t say Reddington.
Cooper: That’s what Agent Keen believes. Her mother found some kind of proof, but Reddington killed her before she could release it. Keen believes he’s a Russian spy, a plant sent to infiltrate our intelligence agencies and to execute some kind of endgame.
Panabaker: And you believe her?
Cooper: I didn’t at first, but– [ Sighs ] Now I think she may be right. The man we arrested today, his name is Andrew Patterson, but the Russians call him Rakitin. He’s feeding intel to N-13. Clearly, he works with or for Reddington.
Panabaker: Let me get this straight. You’re saying that our confidential informant, the man we officially gave blanket immunity, is actually a Russian sleeper agent?
Cooper: Quite possibly.

[ Ressler’s office ] [ Cellphone buzzes ]
Ressler: Keen?
Skip Hadley: I can give you a number. Leave a message, and Elizabeth will hear the recording.
Ressler: I need to talk to her.
Skip: That point was conveyed. She gave me clear instructions.
Ressler: She didn’t trust me?
Skip: She does. I don’t. I told her to ignore you completely. Now, do you want the number or not?
Ressler: Shoot. [ Pen clicks ]

[ Cooper is in an interrogation room with Rakitin ]
Cooper: In a way, you were right to try to kill me. I wouldn’t have stopped until I knew the truth and you were sitting in that very chair. But Friedenberg – He was a politician. [ Folder thumps ] Not an agent. Killing him was unnecessary.
Rakitin: How did your people find us?
Cooper: That’s two murders. The Congressman and the suspect – How did you put it? – You “fed” to us as a misdirect.
Rakitin: I’m sitting here, I’m– I’m doing the math, and I just can’t make sense of it.
Cooper: Add to that the attempted murder of a federal agent, at least a dozen intrusions into government servers, the theft of confidential intelligence. And then, of course, there’s the treason.
Rakitin: I know that it wasn’t one of my people, because only two of them knew of our location, and your agents killed them.
Cooper: How long have you been spying for the Russians? ⋘⋙ Doesn’t matter. We’ll find out. As we speak, agents are taking apart your home and office, scrubbing every device, document, and drive.
Rakitin: I should’ve just shot you.
Cooper: And you know the best part? You were right. Our case wasn’t there yet. By coming after me, you’ve [ Laughing ] made it so much easier, Mr. Patterson.

[ Aram’s workstation. He plays for Agent Park the recording of Red’s earlier phone call to Rakitin ]

[ Audio recording: ]
Red: He runs a secret Task Force. The Bureau doesn’t even acknowledge it exists. I want to know everything they’re working on. Be sure you get details.

Park: So, it’s true. Keen was right. Reddington is N-13.
Aram: How is this possible? Mr. Reddington knew how to contact Rakitin. He has been playing us this whole time, for the Russians. I just– [ Sighs ] – I don’t understand it.
Park: You think this means Keen can come in from the cold?
Aram: I don’t know. She tried to kill Mr. Reddington. She got the Freelancer out and had him target a plane full of innocent passengers.
Park: Yeah, but she warned us about it in time to save them.
Aram: But what if we didn’t? I don’t know. Maybe there’s a way. I just – [ Sighs ] – One thing is for sure. If Rakitin talks and confirms that Mr. Reddington is on some sort of Russian mission – Say good-bye to his immunity deal.
Park: You think that could happen?
Aram: At this point, I don’t think anyone can stop it from happening.

[ Agent Park walks away from Aram’s workstation ]
[ Cellphone ringing✨] [ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Park: You’re calling me?
Red: [ On phone ] Agent Park. You seem surprised. I thought we were colleagues.
Park: [ Sighs ] What do you want?
Red: Payback. That favor you owe me? It’s time to collect.
Park: I can’t help you.
Red: Oh, yes, you can. And you will. We need to meet. Dembe will send you an address. Leave now. We don’t have much time.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]

[ Ressler makes a call ]
[ Cellphone dialing ] [ Line rings✨]
Automated Female Voice: Record at the tone. [ Beeps🔅]
Ressler: Hey, Keen. It’s me. Look, I know you don’t want to talk to me in person. Maybe ’cause you think I’m angry, but I’m not. I mean, no, I don’t understand all the choices you’ve made. I mean, Townsend’s a killer. The man put a bounty on your mother’s head, and now he’s your partner? Where does it stop? It has to stop. We have Rakitin, thanks to you and that flash drive you sent Cooper. If Reddington’s really N-13, we have a good chance of proving it. And if we can, maybe you can come home. It’s all I care about, Liz. I don’t know, maybe you can’t be an agent again, but at least you can get your life back. You and Agnes can be together. The point is – I’m here, and I’m still on your side. We got to talk, figure out how to end this. I’m gonna be at Bentham Park at midnight. Meet me there. And, Keen – you can trust me.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]

[ Agent Alina Park sits in a car parked outside Coatti’s Service Station ]
Red: [ On phone ] Ah! So, you’re outside Coatti’s?
Park: Yeah, after a 40-minute drive to get here. Are you inside? What are we doing here?
Red: Oh, dear. I’m sorry. I’m afraid I’ve given you the false impression we were going on this field trip together. We’re not. I’ll be guiding you through this remotely. Now, I’m sure I don’t need to remind you of our little arrangement. You asked me to make a man disappear.
Park: I know what happened.
Red: That’s no small thing, am I right? Erasing a human being from existence. In your case, someone capable of ending your career and sending you to prison. At the time, if you remember, I warned you that repayment might be unpleasant.
Park: Yeah, fine. But what does that have to do with you sending me here to this garage?
Red: Agent Park. Please. Just watch and wait for it.
Park: Wait for what? What’s wrong with you? What are you talking about?
[ A repair man is working on a car outside of the shop, his back turned toward Park ]
Red: Wait for it. Wait.
[ Another man appears and talks to the repair man. Park can now see the repair man’s face ]

[ Flashback: ]
Park: [ Echoing ] You sent men to Jenna’s apartment?
[ Park fights with Mason Dieterle ]

Park: Dieterle.
Red: [ Excitedly ]: Yahtzee! Yes! Mr. Mason Dieterle in the flesh. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner – Agent Alina Park!
Park: I thought you took care of him.
Red: And that’s exactly what I did. You didn’t ask me to kill him. You asked me to make him go away. We gave him a new identity, relocated him outside the city. He resisted at first, but we can be very persuasive. How does he look?
Park: Why would you do this?
Red: For this very moment. It occurred to me that you might need some additional motivation. So, do as you’re told, and Mr. Dieterle remains a ghost. Refuse, and – hallelujah! He’s born again. Are you surprised?
Park: What if I take my chances? It’s my word against his.
Red: That occurred to me, as well. If you’d be so kind as to check the video – [ Cellphone beeps🔅] – in your inbox.

[ Video: ]
[ Park walks toward Dieterle who is recording her ]
Dieterle: Let’s do that.
[ Park slaps Dieterle’s phone away ] [ Video ends ]

Red: [ Sighs ] [ Chuckles ] Oh, my gosh. This is fun.
Park: What the hell do you want me to do? Rakitin’s being guarded. I can’t get you in to see him, and there’s no way to break him out.
Red: Right? It’s a puzzle. Now, go back to the office. When my plan’s in place, we’ll reconvene, and I promise you, it’ll be even more exciting.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅– Park slaps it down ] [ Thumps ]
Red: Oh, my stars and garters, I so love surprises.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅, clicks shut ]
Red: [ Chuckles ]

[ A high school biology teacher, Geoffrey Hill, is caring for amphibians before class ]
Toad: [ Croaks ]
[ Door opens ]
Geoffrey Hill: [ Without looking up ] Not yet. Out. Class doesn’t begin for another seven minutes.
Red: My God, it really is you!
Hill: I’m sorry, the front office is down the hall.
Red:[ Laughs ] Cvetko said you were teaching. High school biology and chemistry? That’s admirable for a man of your talents.
Geoffrey Hill: Cvetko? I’m– I’m not sure who you’ve mistaken me for. My name is Geoffrey Hill. Have we met?
Red: Just once. Don’t feel badly. It was years ago, but it’s why I know [ Whispers ] your name is Felix Klopp. Ah! Hold on. This might help.
[ Red puts on his Fedora ]
Hill: Reddington.
Red: [ Laughs ] Dembe, we’re in the presence of greatness. Uh, the gas in the air ducts at that military prison in Ankara? Felix.
Dembe: Ah, yes. You built the device that sucked all of the oxygen out of the dining car on the Kowloon Express.
Red: Yes! [ Chuckles ]
Dembe: Who was that for?
Red: No, no, no! Don’t tell us! It had to be MI6. All the gadgets you’ve built for them over the years.
Hill: That was a long time ago. I’m retired.
Red: Well, not entirely. Cvetko mentioned that you still occasionally do side jobs when the money’s right.
Hill: [ Inhales deeply ] I see. And what exactly is it that you think I could do?
Red: What you always do, the impossible. There’s a man being interrogated in a highly secure room. Heavily guarded, no way in or out. I want to remove him.
Hill: A break-out?
Red: Well, if that’s what you think is best. I’m open to ideas, but the most important thing is that the man cannot be given any chance to cooperate.
Hill: I may have an idea, but it’s dangerous. Risky. It would take some time to create, and I’m giving a quiz on covalent bonds in 10 minutes.
Red: No, Felix, you’re not. School’s out for today. Now, tell me about your idea.

[ An interrogation room at the Post Office ]
Cooper: Amazing how life goes. A few hours ago, you almost killed me, and now you’re the one in mortal danger.
Rakitin: Am I?
Cooper: I wouldn’t want to be you. With the work you’ve done? How do you think Russian intelligence feels about you being in FBI custody? Even if you don’t talk, you know they won’t risk it. Their best choice is to eliminate you as a variable.
Rakitin: Ah. I see. This is the part where you claim you can protect me. And let me guess, all I need to do to earn your mercy is tell you everything I know.
Cooper: No. I don’t care about everything you know. Right now, all I care about is N-13. I want to know the endgame. What was N-13 sent to do?
Rakitin: [ Sighs ]
Cooper: You asked me how my people found us. The answer is, they didn’t. Reddington gave you up.
[ Cynthia Panabaker has been observing the live feed of the interrogation from Cooper’s office ]
Panabaker: [ Alarmed ] Harold.
Rakitin: That’s a lie.
Cooper: You don’t know anything about the man you’re protecting.

[ Audio recording: ]
Red: He runs a secret Task Force. The Bureau doesn’t even acknowledge it exists. I want to know everything they’re working on.–

Panabaker: [ Alarmed ] Don’t do it.
[ She leaves Cooper’s office ]

[ Audio recording continues: ]
Red: Be sure you get details.
Rakitin: Consider it done.
[🔅Beeping🔅] [ Call with Rakitin ends ]
Red: [ To Aram ] Did you get that?
Aram: We got it. They’re at a warehouse on Fullerton.
Red: Go. Now. Or he won’t be alive when you get there.

[ Door of interrogation room opens. Panabaker enters ]
Rakitin: Why would he do that?
Panabaker: [ To Cooper, sternly ] We need to talk.
Cooper: [ To Rakitin ] Stop protecting him. He doesn’t care about you. You’re a pawn to be sacrifi–
Panabaker: [ To Cooper, interrupting ] We need to talk now!
[ Cooper grabs his phone and leaves with Panabaker ]

[ Panabaker and Cooper continue their argument in the war room, as the others watch ]
Panabaker: You want to tell me what you were doing?
Cooper: I had to do something.
Panabaker: You just came pretty damn close to exposing the fact that Reddington is our informant.
Cooper: [ Angrily ] I don’t care. He has answers that we need.
Panabaker: You don’t care? I’m sorry, who am I talking to now? Harold Cooper or Elizabeth Keen?
Cooper: Did you see the look on his face? It worked, Cynthia. He’s thrown. He wants to talk.
Panabaker: There is a difference between talking and telling the truth. The Cooper I know understands that.
Cooper: Meaning what? You think Reddington’s innocent? He’s not N-13?
Panabaker: I don’t know. But now, whatever Rakitin tells us, we’re gonna have to wonder if it’s true or just a way to get revenge on Reddington. We are missing something. If Reddington really is N-13, why did he save you? Why hand us one of his chief collaborators?
Cooper: You do. You think I’m wrong.
Panabaker: Maybe. And you know my best argument? Rakitin’s still sitting in that room. You think if he knew the truth, Reddington would ever allow that? Don’t you think he’d be trying to stop it?

[ The kitchen of Red’s restaurant ]
[ Door opens ] [ Agent Park enters with Dembe ]
Red: [ Sighs softly ]
[ Door creaks ]
Red: Has he said anything?
Agent Park: Not yet. If he doesn’t talk soon, the plan is to transport him to a black site by morning.
Red: Then we need to act quickly.
Park: How? I can’t break him out.
Red: I’m not asking you to.
Park: Then, what? I can’t hurt him. I won’t. Tell Cooper about Dieterle. I don’t care.
Red: Agent Park, really? What do you imagine I’d have you do? Shoot the man in cold blood?
[ Red produces an envelope ]
Red: All you have to do is pass along these instructions.
Park: Instructions to do what? You can’t break him out.
Red: The less you know, the better. Do not read it. Don’t even open it. I’m very serious.
The instructions it contains are for Rakitin’s eyes only.
Park: He’s locked down. How do I get it to him?
Red: Well, that part’s up to you.
Park: And after? What happens then?
Red: You burn the evidence. As I said, the less you know, the better. Whatever happens, it’s my doing, not yours. Now, wish us luck. We’re all going to need it.
[ Agent Park takes the envelope ] [ She and Dembe leave ]

[ Interrogation room door opens ] [ Cooper enters ] [ Door closes ]
Cooper: You asked to see me?
Rakitin: I’ve decided to make a statement.
Cooper: Is that so? And what, may I ask, changed your mind?
Rakitin: I know why Reddington gave me up. To punish me. For my [ Inhales deeply ] disobedience. You see, I asked for his permission to kill you. But he refused. He said he’d handle it himself. And when he didn’t, I took matters into my own hands. To him, that deserves a death sentence. Doesn’t matter what our history is. I defied him, so I’m expendable.
Cooper: I see.
Rakitin: [ Sighs ] And now, he expects me to stay quiet, to take my punishment like a man, go to prison for my sins. Well, if that’s what he expects, then he is, uh– He’s about to find out just how wrong he is.
Cooper: We can try to protect you.
Rakitin: No, we’re– we’re well past that. He destroyed my life when he made that phone call.
And now it’s my turn to inflict a little damage, which includes my very educated guess that he is your informant. [ Laughs, sniffs ] That’s how they found us. That little recording that you played, the one your boss didn’t want me to hear, you got that from Reddington, didn’t you? Because he works for you.
Cooper: I’ll make the arrangements.
[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Aram has set things up in the war room to record Rakitin’s statement. Panabaker has prepared some paperwork on a clipboard for Rakitin to sign ]
Panabaker: Harold, this should work. You make sure he signs it before we start.
Cooper: What is it?
Panabaker: Insurance. I want it in writing that he wasn’t promised anything to get him to do this. If he recants later, it may help.
Park: I’ll take it to him.

[ Ressler again tries to keep Liz in the loop ]
[ Cellphone beeps🔅, speed-dials ] [ Line rings✨]
Automated Female Voice: Record at the tone. [ Beeps🔅]
Ressler: Hey, Keen, it’s me. It’s happening. [ Sighs ] Rakitin’s agreed to talk. Cooper’s about to take his statement. Look, this could be all over soon. I’ll be there tonight. Bentham Park.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]

[ Agent Park enters the Interrogation Room with the clipboard ]
Park: It’s a document you need to sign before we start. It just confirms your statement is voluntary. [ Sighs ] [ Low voice ] Listen to me. Look down. Underneath the document is something else, something I was asked to give you. Instructions. From Reddington.
Rakitin: Reddington sent you?
Park: [ Whispers ] Keep your voice down. We don’t have much time. He said it would give you instructions.
Rakitin: Instructions? What kind of instructions?
Park: I don’t know. I haven’t read it. He was very clear, whatever it says is for your eyes only. When you’re done, put it back underneath.
[ Rakitin opens the envelope and takes out the single piece of paper inside. The page is blank ]
Rakitin: [ Laughs ] What the hell is this? Some kind of joke? Huh?
[ Rakitin puts the paper back into the envelope ] [ Paper crinkles ]
Rakitin: Okay, well, I don’t know what– What kind of games you’re playing, but, uh, the next time you see Reddington, you can tell him to go to hell.
[ He signs the agreement ] [ Clipboard slides ]
Rakitin: [ Loudly ] I’m ready to talk.
[ Park leaves ] [ Door opens, closes ]

[ Dembe drives Red’s Mercedes ]
Dembe: Raymond. Relax. It will work.
Red: [ Clicks tongue ] I never wanted this. For any of them. Cooper, Park, Rakitin. ⋘⋙ Oh, boy [ Sighs ]
Dembe: You saved Harold’s life. It was the right choice.

[ The Post Office war room ]
Cooper: Let’s do this. Bring him in.
[ Rakitin is brought in and uncuffed ] [ Handcuffs clicking ] [ Cooper sits in a chair across from Rakitin. The others look on ]
[ Recording begins ]
Cooper: My name is Harold Cooper, Assistant Director of the FBI. We’re here with Mr. Andrew Patterson, also known by the code name “Rakitin.” Sir, you’ve been advised of your rights and have decided to make a voluntary statement?
Rakitin: [ Clears throat ] That’s correct.
Cooper: Tell us who you work for.
Rakitin: [ Sighs ] Officially? The Office of Intelligence and Analysis, a division of Homeland Security.

[ Flashback: ]
Geoffrey Hill: Whoever delivers the envelope must not touch the letter. Understood? Under any circumstances. Any.
Red: And once he’s handled it?
Hill: It won’t take long at all.

Cooper: Unofficially, you’ve been working as a covert operative for Russian intelligence?
Rakitin: [ Clears throat ] For several years, yes. Specifically, the SVR, among other groups.
Cooper: Mr. Patterson, I’m gonna cut right to the chase.
Rakitin: [ Coughs ]
Cooper: You’re familiar with the fugitive Raymond Red–
Rakitin: [ Violently coughing, gagging ]

[ Flashback: ]
Geoffrey Hill: The agent is structurally similar to the VX compound, but more potent.

Rakitin: [ Gasping ] I can’t– I can’t breathe. [ Choking ]
[ Rakitin stands up. He begins to cough up blood ]
Cooper: Oh, my God. Get a medic in here.
Panabaker: Agent Ressler! Don’t touch him.
Rakitin: [ Gagging, retching ]
[ Rakitin collapses ]

[ Flashback: ]
Geoffrey Hill: Odorless. Evaporates much like water. The longer he touches the letter, the faster the toxin will have its effect.

Aram: Code Black! Code Black! This is Agent Mojtabai in the War Room. Get a med team in here now!
Rakitin: [ Gagging ]
[ Rakitin lies on the floor shaking, then he lies still and his eyes go blank ]
[ Agent Park looks on, horrified ]

[ Cooper and Panabaker are in his office. He is ending a phone call ]
Cooper: [ On phone ] Fine. [ To Panabaker ] Reddington’s in the building. He’s on his way up here.
Panabaker: He’s here? Harold [ Sighs ] I think I know, but what exactly are we saying just happened?
Cooper: Cynthia–
Panabaker: I mean, he killed that man. Is that what we’re saying? Reddington somehow got to him and murdered our witness right in front of us?
Cooper: What’s the alternative? Natural causes? The man was poisoned.
Panabaker: How? He’s been in custody and isolated for hours. He was fine a few minutes ago!
Cooper: I don’t know. Maybe the medical examiner can help us understand how it happened.
Panabaker: Oh, I’ll tell you this. If he did it, that smug son of a bitch has a set of Rocky Mountain oysters on him. And to walk in here right after? Would he do that?

[ Elevator doors open as Red and Dembe wait to get on. Agent Park is in the elevator ]
Red: Agent Park. Going down or up?
Park: I killed him. Rakitin’s dead.
Red: You didn’t kill anyone. I told you, whatever happened was my doing, not yours.
Park: I’m an accessory to murder!
Red: Interesting. I don’t recall you being so concerned about the idea when you thought Mr. Dieterle was being killed.
Park: They’ll investigate. We won’t get away with it.
Red: Nonsense. Can they prove you gave Rakitin the letter?
Park: No.
Red: And the letter now?
Park: I have it.
Red: Then I suggest you light a match and destroy it immediately. Carefully, of course.
Park: I have to tell Cooper.
Red: Now, that would be ironic. You got into this mess because you didn’t want to end your career and go to prison. What do you think will happen if you confess now?
[ Park pauses, then presses the elevator button ]

[ Ressler and Aram watch as Rakitin’s body is zipped into a body bag by men dressed in HAZMAT gear ]
[ Bag zipping ]
[ Elevator door thumps open ] [ Red and Dembe walk past as the medics roll the gurney toward the elevator ] [ As Ressler and Aram stand silently, Red and Dembe mount the stairs to Cooper’s office ]

[ Cooper’s office ] [ Knock on door ] [ Door opens ] [ Red and Dembe enter ]
Red: Cynthia. I didn’t know you were here. I came by to see how Harold’s interrogation was progressing, but it appears – [ Inhales deeply ] – things have taken a most surprising turn.
Cooper: Did you kill him?
Red: Harold.
Cooper: I’m asking you.
Red: Are you certain he was murdered? I once knew a team of Chechens. All seven had a ricin bean embedded in a hollowed-out rear molar.
Cooper: [ Angrily ] It’s just a game to you, isn’t it?
Red: A game? I warned you, Harold. I explicitly told you that pursuing this could prove to be deadly.
Cooper: And I told you I’m not afraid of your threats.
Red: But you should be afraid. I saved you today. But what about tomorrow? Do you really think the people who Rakitin worked for will just allow you to expose them?
Panabaker: So he was killed.
Red: I’m not your enemy. And whether you believe it or not, you are both safer today because you didn’t hear what Rakitin had to say.
Panabaker: We’re launching an investigation. If it proves you were involved, you have my word, we will invalidate your immunity deal, and you will go to prison.
[ Agent Park lights the envelope containing the poisoned piece of paper on fire and drops it into a metal waste basket ]
Red: So, you think someone got to him? Could be. Though, if you’re right, it would have to have been one of your own people. [ Breathes deeply ] If I were you, I’d run with the “ricin bean in the molar” theory. Speaking of running, I have an appointment. Please, excuse me.
[ Red and Dembe leave ] [ Panabaker shakes her head in disbelief at Cooper ]

[ Red and Dembe are in Red’s plane at an airport in Moscow ]
Red: To the artist formerly known as Rakitin.
[ They toast ] [ Clinking glasses ]
Dembe: He was an artist, Raymond. The best we’ve ever used, by far.
Red: [ Sighs ]
Dembe: He won’t be easy to replace.
Red: No, I know. Truth is, I never trusted or liked him. He was just a spy. Spineless. Nameless. Completely lacking in conviction and character. Thankfully, there are others.
Eastern Friend: [ Heard approaching, speaking in Russian ] Reddington, you arrogant son of a bitch– Making me fly all the way out here!
[ He enters the passenger compartment of the plane and walks down the aisle toward Red ]
Eastern Friend: You killed Rakitin? Do you have any idea what you have done? [ In English ] This is how you handle it?! By killing our most valuable– !
[ Red⚡️slugs⚡️him ] [ He collapses onto a plane seat ] [ Grunts ] [ Groans softly ]
Eastern Friend: [ In disbelief ] You hit me.
Red: [ Angrily ] Let me be perfectly clear, old friend. I don’t give a damn who you work for. The next time you threaten me with the full weight of the SVR, I’ll take that thunderbolt you mentioned and crack it so far up your ass, it’ll be the last thing you see or hear. Clear enough? Nod if you understand.
[ Eastern Friend nods ]
Red: Good. Now, understand this. Rakitin’s death was your doing. I hold you responsible for what is, by any account, a catastrophic setback for all of us. You think I’m too close to Harold Cooper? Too emotionally involved with the Task Force? You better look deep inside yourself and find a way to accept it, because that, old friend, is way beyond your purview. [ Ominously ] This is my endgame. And you will not interfere with it again.

[ Later, after things have quieted down ]
Eastern Friend: [ Sighs ] We had a dozen ongoing projects with him. All in progress. All of them lost.
[ Red looks as if he’s in pain ]
Red: Whose fault is that? [ Sighing ] You’ve been with me a long time. And I value our friendship above most things. But we’re nearing the end now. And nothing is more important than that.
Eastern Friend: Than what?
[ Other Lives’ ♫ “Ritual” plays ]
Red: The end.

[ Song continues playing ] [ Ressler waits for Liz on a bench at Bentham Park. It’s past midnight ]
[ Cellphone beeps🔅, speed-dials ] [ Line rings✨]

♪ In all my youth… ♪

Automated Female Voice: Record at the tone. [ Beeps🔅]
Ressler: Hey, Keen, it’s me. Uh, I’m here, but you’re not.

♪ I’ve been waiting for something like this… ♪

Ressler: I don’t even know if you’re getting these messages. I don’t know who I’m talking to, or – [ Sighs ] Anyway–

♪ Creatures of ritual… ♪

Ressler: –it’s probably best you didn’t show. The thing is, I don’t have good news. Look, Rakitin’s dead. I don’t know how, but someone got to him. Probably Reddington.

♪ Creatures of ritual… ♪

Ressler: The ME, we don’t have word from his office, but– It seems like he was poisoned.
Cooper’s losing his mind. I mean, we all are, but–

♪ We’ve been waiting… ♪

Ressler: [ Sighs ] I really thought it was over this time.

♪ For something like this… ♪

Ressler: We miss you. We just want you back.

♪ Creatures of ritual… ♪

[ A hand holds a cellphone ] [ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Ressler: [ On voicemail ] Cooper’s losing his mind. I mean, we all are, but – [ Sighs ] – I really thought it was over this time.

♪ Creatures of ritual… ♪

Ressler: We miss you. We just want you back.
[ A car has been parked across the street from Ressler ] [ Engine starts ] [ The car drives away ]

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Episode Songs


♫ Ritual
By Other Lives

♪ In all my youth
I’ve been waiting
For something like this
Creatures of Ritual
Creatures of Ritual

♪ In all of our youth
We’ve been waiting
For something like this
Creatures of Ritual
Creatures of Ritual
Creatures of Ritual
Creatures of Ritual

♪ The string is unwinding
Relaxed of all we used to know
The string is unwinding
For us creatures of Ritual
Creatures of Ritual
Creatures of Ritual
Creatures of Ritual
Creatures of Ritual
Creatures of Ritual

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3cIjKF0
YouTube: https://youtu.be/bmZE6CyJjws

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🔴 Script 8:13 Anne

Program air date: 4/16/2021 in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-bbc
Entertainment Weekly Recap: http://bit.ly/2PCxEzN

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Directed by: Andrew McCarthy
Written by: Sean Hennen



Brief (Where we’re at): Rakitin, aka Andrew Patterson (Blacklister #28) is dead, poisoned by Red before he could tell Cooper and the task force about his work for the Russian SVR and that Red is the secret operative N-13. Rakitin had gone behind Red’s back to their Moscow-based “Friend in the East” to get permission to kill Cooper after Red had said no. So Rakitin lured Cooper out by forcing Congressman Russell Friedenberg at gunpoint to place a call to Cooper calling him to meet in a secret location. Rakitin then killed Friedenberg. Cooper showed up at the location and was captured. Rakitin explained to Cooper that his death, like Friedenberg’s, would look accidental.

In the meantime, the “Eastern Friend” called Red to tell him of the plan, infuriating Red. Red called Rakitin to tell him if he was going to kill Cooper, to “squeeze him first,” in part to buy some time, but more importantly, so Aram could use the call to trace Rakitin and Cooper’s location. An FBI TAC team raided the location, saving Cooper and arresting Rakitin. But Red had also unavoidably let the FBI know that he knew how to reach Rakitin by phone, inevitably adding to the evidence that he and Rakitin were indeed working together.

With Cooper’s boss, Cynthia Panabaker, watching from his office – and still hopping mad – Cooper went to interrogate Rakitin. When Rakitin wouldn’t talk, Cooper played for him a recording of the call Red had had with Rakitin plus the post-Rakitin discussion between Aram and Red. Cooper’s purpose was to convince Rakitin that Red had turned on him and was not his friend, but Cynthia Panabaker burst in, realizing Cooper likely had divulged that Red is their confidential informant. Outside the interrogation room, she asked Cooper why – if Red is N-13 – he would hand over Rakitin and save Cooper.

In the meantime, Red and Dembe called on an old acquaintance, a retired impresario of toxins who had formerly done work with MI6, to have him concoct a way to keep Rakitin from talking. Red then called in the ‘unpleasant favor’ Agent Park owed him for disappearing a man named Mason Dieterle, whose testimony could land Park in prison. The ‘favor’: delivering an envelope to Rakitin containing “instructions.”

Angry at Red for betraying him, Rakitin offered to make a statement detailing his own undercover work and his relationship with Red. Park discretely offered to deliver some paperwork to Rakitin, which she did, along with Red’s “instructions.” When Rakitin opened the envelope, the single folded piece of paper inside was blank, which he took as a cruel joke. Minutes later – before he could respond on videotape to Cooper’s questions about Red – he was gripped by the effects of the nerve agent that had been embedded in the blank page of paper in the envelope and fell dead.

Red then paid a visit to Cooper and Panabaker, telling Cooper he had warned him and telling them both they were “safer” for not having heard what Rakitin had to say – before jetting off to meet with “Our Friend” in Moscow, who was livid. Red responded by punching him in the jaw and giving him some truth, saying it was his [Red’s] “endgame” that was playing out, not anyone else’s, before the two huddled to talk about how to replace Rakitin.


⭕ Script 8:13 Anne

Previously on “The Blacklist”:

[ A bench in a park in New York City ]
Red: Do you mind if I join you?
Anne: I’m Anne.
Red: Raymond.
[ Walking down a path in the park ]
Red: I don’t know, Anne. I think your life sounds rather balanced.
Anne: I like to think it is. What do you do?
Red: I’m a fugitive.
Anne: Some people like to live dangerously.
Red: What do you have in mind?
Anne: You. Helping me. Finding a souvenir for my sister.
Red: I know an extraordinary tiny, tiny, “barely enough room for the both of us” chocolate shop.
[ The chocolate shop ]
Red: What about “North by Northwest”? It’s playing at the Village East tomorrow, midnight screening. You’ll find me waiting for you under the marquee.
[ Outside the movie house, Anne wait for Red ]
[ Anne’s cellphone rings✨]
Anne: Raymond?
Red: Anne, I am so terribly sorry. I’m afraid I’m not gonna be able to make it tonight.

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[ In the kitchen of Red’s restaurant, Red and Dembe are discussing investments with Mr Cane, a investment broker ]
[ Red checks his wristwatch ] [ Ticking ]
Mr. Cane: Your position in commodities is strong. Copper, gold. But the real returns have been in crypto. As you can see, year-to-date, bitcoin has an 800% return. Your insistence on taking a large position was insanely prescient. Must be nice, being so rich that getting richer bores you.
Red: I’m not bored. I’m just – anxious to leave.
Dembe: We have another appointment.
Red: An appointment I’m a little bit more concerned about than the – state of my liquidity. We’re running late. What do you know about bridge? The game, not the way to cross from here to there.
Mr Cane: Bridge? I don’t– I-I’m sorry. I was under the impression that a comprehensive review of your investments and holdings was of the utmost importance at this time?
Dembe: It is. We anticipate a significant increase in our need for available resources over the next few months.
Red: Well, there you have it. We all have different interests and priorities, don’t we? For instance, in the morning, Mr. Zuma likes to start with the business section then move on to the sports. I like to start with the funnies and fall asleep in my chair. Takes me all day to read the paper.
Dembe: I like the funnies.
Red: No, I– He likes the funnies, as well, but he also has an amazing head for business. Numbers and trends and, you know, all the rest of it. Whereas I wouldn’t know a bitcoin from a subway token.
Mr Cane: Well, you wouldn’t have to. Uh, bitcoins aren’t a tangible thing.
Red: They aren’t? I wouldn’t know. My investment in bitcoin was neither prescient nor insane. I was just following Mr. Nakamoto’s instructions. Satoshi said buy, I bought.
Mr Cane: Satoshi Nakamoto You know him? Who– Who he really is?
Red: Yes, well, Dembe knows him better than I. They’re like, you know–
Dembe: I-Is there anything else we need to review? We do have a plane to catch.
Mr Cane: Uh, well, there’s your holdings in Singapore and the BSE, but– I-I’m sorry. You know Nakamoto? The Nakamoto? No one knows Nakamoto.
[ Red and Dembe rise ]
Red: Mr. Cane, we really must be going, which means you need to be going.
Mr Cane: [ Getting up ] Okay, well, if there’s anything else I can help you with–
Red: Not unless you know something about bidding or suit management.
Dembe: Bridge.
Mr Cane: No.

[ On Red’s plane, Red is reading a book about bridge ]
Dembe: Can I tell you what I’m concerned about? Townsend–
Red: Oh, I am so confused. The more I read, the less I understand this game.
Dembe: –and that I’m not going to be there with you. Raymond, I’m serious.
Red: I know, and I love that about you. But I’ll be fine. I– I’ll be fine.
Dembe: No patterns. You taught me that. You said it’s the first rule of staying a step ahead of your enemies. Do something once, it may go undetected. Maybe twice. After that, it’s a pattern.
Red: How many visits will this be?
Dembe: Five.
Red: ⋘⋙ I like her. I like coming home to a port. Seeing a candle burning in a window. A smiling face waiting to greet me. I– I never liked it before. I like it now. Did you know that irises are the state flower of Tennessee?
Dembe: What’s the state flower of Kansas?
Red: The sunflower. She grew up with them. She likes irises.
Dembe: I should be with you.
Red: You should be with Raymond Reddington. When I’m with Anne, that’s not who I am.
Dembe: It may not be who you want to be, but it’s always who you are.

[ Anne’s house in Cottonwood Falls, Kansas. Anne, her best friend Lois and Bran are waiting for Red to join them for a game of bridge ]
[ Dog barking ]
Lois: So much for the sexiest man alive.
Bran: [ To the dog ] Down, girl.
Lois: I’m just saying, I like punctuality.
Bran: Maybe his plane was delayed.
[ Door opens ]
Lois: So, why hasn’t he called yet?
Red: Only because I like to make a dramatic entrance.
Anne: Raymond! Irises! Oh, you’re so sweet.
Red and Anne kiss: Mm.
Bran: [ Quietly, to Lois ] Promise me you’ll play nice.
Lois: [ Also quietly ] What are you talking about? I’m a total softie.
Anne: I’ll put these in water and make you a sandwich. You remember Bran and Lois.
Red: Yes, of course. Hello, Bran, Lois.
Bran: Hello, Ray!
Lois: Hello!
Red: I hope you’ll go easy on me tonight.
Bran: You’ll do fine.
[ Bran is in a corner pouring drinks at a small table ]
Bran: Gin and tonic?
Red: Yes!
Bran: We’ve gotten a head start.
Red: I’m sure I’ll catch up. [ Chuckles ]
Bran: I’m not so sure you will. [ Shows that the bottle is almost empty ] Oh. Need a refill.
[ Bran leaves; only Lois remains ]
Red: Lois.
Lois: So, flight delayed?
Red: Yes. Seems to be the norm nowadays.
Lois: Anne is very trusting. She thinks because we live in a small town, she’s got nothing to be afraid of. It’s why she leaves her door unlocked.
Red: It wasn’t unlocked just now.
Lois: Really? Then how’d you get in?
Red: Anne gave me a key.
Lois: Look. I’m Annie’s best friend.
Red: Yes.
Lois: I want her to be happy.
Red: That makes two of us.
Lois: Good, because if you mess this up, I’m gonna kill you.
[ Both chuckling ] [ Red nods and chuckles ]

[ The group plays bridge ]
Lois: Pass.
Red: Anyone for Go Fish?
Anne: That’s not a bid.
Red: You’re right. It’s a cry for help.
Bran: You can’t make a bid?
Red: How about Crazy Eights?
[ Chuckles ]
Red: No? Okay. I bid – one heart? One heart.
Bran: That’ll do. Two diamonds.
Anne: Two spades.
Lois: Pass.
Red: Pass, I think.
Bran: Pass.
Lois: Jack of hearts.
Bran: Ugh.
Red: And now it’s my turn again?
Lois: No. Now you’re the dummy.
Red: That’s a bit harsh.
Bran: Your hand is the dummy. Lay your cards down, face up.
Anne: Thank you. I’m your partner. When you’re the dummy, you say “good luck” back to me. It’s tradition.
Red: Well, good luck, good lookin’.
Bran: [ Chuckles ] Now you can go get yourself a piece of that cake before I eat it all.
Red: Much to everyone’s relief.
[ Red gets up ]
Red: Kick some ass.
[ Red goes to help himself to cake ]
Red: So, Lois, what’s it like to be a police officer in a small town? I ask because I’m something of a true-crime buff.
Bran: You are? So am I! I like the podcasts and the documentaries on Netflix.
Red: Yes! I love those. I loved “The Staircase.”
Bran: Oh.
Anne: Queen of hearts from dummy.
Red: And I love reading them, too. I first got hooked on “In Cold Blood,” then “Executioner’s Song.”
Bran: Ooh, I can take that. Ace of hearts. I haven’t read that one, Ray.
Red: Oh, you should. Norman Mailer.
Lois: Nothing like that goes on around here. Thank goodness. It’s a pretty quiet town. I’ve got a gun, but I’ve never used it. I can’t imagine I ever would.
[ Red eats some cake ]
Red: Mmm. Smart and sweet and funny – and she bakes.
[ Laughter ]
Anne: I wish. Cindi made that and brought it over after we had that fender bender in the parking lot. That’s how you say you’re sorry in a small town.
Red: Well, bless Cindi’s heart. And her frosting.
Bran: Six of clubs.
Anne: King of clubs.
Lois: Seven of clubs.
Bran: Tell me how you two met again.–
Anne: 9 of clubs from the dummy.
Bran: –Because it clearly wasn’t at a bridge tournament.
[ Laughter ]
Red: We met in the park. Anne was watching birds. I was watching Anne. We bonded over a Cape May Warbler.
Anne: Then he asked me to go see “North by Northwest” and promptly stood me up. But he’s more than made up for that since.
Red: We’ve been having an ongoing classic-film festival. We started with movies with musical numbers.
Anne: He’s usually asleep long before the end credits.
Red: Not tonight. Tonight, we start on Italian cinema from the 1960s.
Bran: Oh, g–
Red: No one can sleep through that zeitgeist of cool.
[ Laughter ]
Red: Not even the dummy.

[ Accordion music playing on television ]
[ Anne sits on the couch watching the movie. Red has fallen asleep, his head on her thigh. She covers him with a throw ]

[ It’s morning. Red sits at the kitchen table, working to repair an old phonograph player ]
Red: Ah. I’m gonna have to re-solder a wire on the output connector for this turntable to work. I don’t suppose you have a soldering iron, do you?
Anne: Uh, no.
[ Both chuckle ]
Red: You know what? I think I’m gonna run down to the hardware store and see if I can pick one up.
Anne: Take the truck. You don’t want to waste gas on your rental. You know where the keys are.
Red: I’ll have us dancing in no time.
They kiss: Mm. Mm. Mm.
Red: What?
Anne: Nothing.
Red: No, no, no. What, what?
Anne: I’m a straight-as-an-arrow 52-year-old. I was married to one man, my high-school sweetheart, for 25 years. I’m in a book club. I go to church on Sundays. And somehow, I’m in a relationship with someone who when he says the words “output connector”– [ Inhales deeply ] –all I can think about is sex.
Red: That’s what I’m always thinking about when I say “output connector.”

[ Main street in Cottonwood Falls ] [ Red gets out of the truck ] [ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Red sees a van marked “Chase County Water and Power” ]

[ Flashback: ]
Dembe: No patterns. You said it’s the first rule of staying a step ahead of your enemies.

[ Red watches a man get out of the truck with a work bag ]
[ Red enters a hardware store ] [ Bell jingles✨]

Anne: Do you have to go on Monday?
[ Merrilee Rush’s ♪ “Angel of the Morning” plays ]

♪ There’ll be no strings to bind your hands ♪

Anne: I mean, I know you do. I just– I wish you wouldn’t.

♪ Not if my love can’t bind your heart ♪

Red: I would do anything to stay.
Anne: But you’re busy at work.
Red: This is a particularly – fraught time.
Anne: “Fraught.”
Red: Something that I have–

♪ I see no reason to take me home ♪

Red: –worked for many years to build and protect is at risk.

♪ I’m old enough to face the dawn ♪

Anne: That must be very hard. I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do to help you?

♪ Just call me angel of the morning, angel ♪

Red: You’re already doing it.
Anne: I’m serious.

♪ Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby ♪

Red: So am I. Out there, my life is so complicated.

♪ Just call me angel of the morning ♪

Red: And here, it’s not.
Anne: I want to do more than help you set aside your burdens. I want to help you carry them. I can’t do that unless you tell me what they are.
Red: Anne.
Anne: What?
Red: You want to dance?
[ They dance ]

[ Louder: ]
♪ And if we’re victims of the night
I won’t be blinded by the light
Just call me angel of the morning, angel ♪

[ They dance and kiss ]

♪ Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby ♪

[ Anne guides Red until his back is against the wall. They continue kissing passionately but sweetly ]

♪ Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away ♪

[ Ann reaches down and undoes the tab on Red’s pants ]

♪ I won’t beg you to stay
With me ♪

[ It’s morning. Red wakes in Anne’s bed. She is not there. He pulls her pillow over his face to take in her scent. He smiles ]
[ Red, now dressed, descends the stairs toward the kitchen. He pauses as he hears Lois talking to Anne ]
Lois: It’s not like I ran his fingerprints. I’m just saying I wouldn’t mind.
Anne: Because he likes true crime? I like true crime.
Lois: All I’m saying is you know next to nothing about him.
Anne: I know – a lot.
Lois: [ Scoffs ]
Anne: I know how he makes me feel. I know he’s got a business and it’s got problems. And I know when he’s here, those problems go away.
Lois: What business? What problems? I know, I know. I’m the overprotective friend who should mind her own business. I’m just saying, I have never met anyone from New York who wasn’t either pushy, rude, or a complete narcissist.
Anne: Well, first of all, he’s not from New York. And, Lois, to the world, I’m invisible, but not to him. He sees me, and I love him for it. I do. I love him.
[ Stairs creak ] [ Red grimaces ]
Lois: Does he know about the love part?
Anne: No.
Lois: He does now.
Red: Good morning, ladies. That coffee smells delicious.
Anne: Good morning.
[ They kiss briefly ]
Lois: Hungry? I brought muffins.
Red: Thank you, Lois! But I prefer cereal, the breakfast of narcissists. So we can gaze admiringly at our reflection in the spoon.
Lois: I better get on into the station. [ To Anne ] Sorry.
Red: Goodbye, Lois.
[ Door opens and closes ]
[ Anne and Red kiss again. She strokes his head and puts her arms around his neck ]
Anne: Have I told you about the fork-tailed flycatcher?
Red: She’s right.
Anne: How they gather near the elm trees south of town?
Red: You know almost nothing about me.
Anne: I know everything I need to know – Unless, of course, those “business problems” are a euphemism for a wife or a husband somewhere.
Red: No wife. No husband. But there is a cat.
Anne: [ Chuckles ]
Red: As well as other things you should know about me. About who I am.
Anne: Raymond. I know who you are. You’re someone who needs to see the fork-tailed flycatcher. Which I intend to show you, just as soon as I find my binoculars. I’m gonna go upstairs, and you’re gonna make us some sandwiches to take with. How’s that sound?
Red: It sounds just right.
[ Kiss ]

[ Anne returns from upstairs ]
Anne: I found two pairs and a blanket.
Red: I found salami and cheese.
Anne: I’ll get a basket for the food, and we’re good to go.
Red: You told me the flycatcher can range as far south as lower Mexico, and some have even been spotted as far down as Argentina.
Anne: What was that?
[ Red runs the faucet and glances out of the window ]
Red: Nothing. I was just–
[ Suspenseful music plays ] [ Across the street is parked the van he had seen earlier, marked “Chase County Water and Power” ]
Anne: What were you saying?
Red: I was saying– I was remembering that you said you were thinking about becoming a vegetarian.
Anne: That pipe dream was about 12 pounds ago.
Red: That’s something my doctor is always bugging me about. Didn’t you say there was an excellent vegan sandwich shop in town?
Anne: But you’re already making lunch.
Red: Which we can bring, in case the tofurkey is inedible. Why don’t you run into town, order for both of us? I’ll finish up, pack, and be ready to go when you get back.
Anne: Are you sure?
Red: Positive.
Anne: Okay. Two tofurkey sandwiches comin’ up.
[ Door opens and closes ] [ Engine starts ] [ Anne drives off ]

[ Red walks around the house. At the back, a Water & Power Guy is fiddling with a meter ]
Red: Oh. Hey, there.
Water & Power Guy: Hey. Here on a call. Won’t be long.
Red: A call? Really? What seems to be the problem?
Water & Power Guy: County sent me. Area’s been having outages. I just gotta check your ground wires. It’s standard.
Red: Okay. Very good. Vague, but detailed enough. Delivered with authority.
Water & Power Guy: I’m not sure what you mean.
[ Red’s look darkens ]
Red: You know what I mean.
Water & Power Guy: Listen, mister, if it helps, I got the work order right here.
Red: Great.
[ The Water & Power Guy unzips his work bag. Red sees the gun inside. He stabs the man in the gut with a chef’s 🔪 knife from the kitchen ] [ Blade plunges ]
Water & Power Guy: Ugh!
[ Red holds the man from behind, the knife at his throat ]
Red: How many are coming?
Water & Power Guy: ⋘⋙ Everyone.
[ Red slices the man’s throat and lets him fall. He grabs the gun from the bag and walks around the side of the house with the gun on full display. The “Water and Power” van takes off ] [ Tires squealing ] [⚡️Tires screech⚡️]

[ Later. Two black SUVs pull up to Anne’s house ]
[ Door opens ] [ Neville Townsend gets out ] [ Door closes ]
[ Men with assault rifles pile out of the SUVs and swarm toward the house ]
[ Townsend walks up to the front door and enters ]
[ Footsteps approach ]
Neville Townsend: You found Arkham.
Vandyke: In a chest freezer in the garage. His weapon’s gone, vehicle’s gone.
Townsend: The girlfriend, Miss Foster. Ping her cell.
[ Telephone ☎️ rings ]
Townsend: She left less than 20 minutes ago. Reddington wasn’t far behind. Wherever she’s going, that’s where he’s going.
Vandyke: Copy that. What do you want to do about the missing vehicle?
[ Telephone ☎️ ringing ] [ Townsend picks it up ]
Townsend: Reddington.
[ Red is driving ]
Red: This is between you and me. It has nothing to do with her.
Townsend: You must be referring to Miss Foster.
Red: She has no idea who I am.
Townsend: My family had no idea who you were. They didn’t know why they were singled out or targeted, but that didn’t prevent their suffering.
Red: You still have time to rethink this. It’s not too late.
Townsend: It’s interesting to me how you speak as if you have any say in how this will end for you, Raymond – as if it can somehow be resolved in a civil manner. The one thing I can assure you of – The one thing – is that what is about to happen is going to be anything but civil.
Vandyke: They got a track on the woman’s cell. She’s close. I have a second team on their way to her now.

[ Red finds the vegan shop where Anne went to buy sandwiches. He enters ]
Red: Anne.
Anne: Hey. What are you doing here? If you needed something else, you could’ve called me.
[ Red grabs Anne’s arm and pulls her out of the shop ]
Red: I need you to come with me.
Anne: Is that blood on your hand? What happened?
Red: I’ll explain in the car.
[ Ahead, a black minivan pulls over and a black-haired young woman gets out ]
Anne: Raymond, are you okay? I-I don’t– What’s– What’s going on?
[ The black-haired woman walks toward them. She takes out a cellphone ]
[ Red abruptly turns, pulling Anne by the arm to head the other way ]
Red: Stay with me.
Anne: Raymond, please, where are we going?
Red: Give me your phone.
Anne: Raymond, what on earth is wrong?
Red: Your phone, please.
Anne: Raymond, you’re scaring me. What’s going on? And who’s that woman?
[ Anne hands Red her phone. He throws it into a trash receptacle, along with the bag of food ]
[ They walks a short distance ]
Red: Here.
[ They enter a shop ]
[ Bell jingles✨]
Proprietor: Hello. Can I help you?
[ Bell jingles✨]
[ Red flips the sign on the door to say “Closed.” Red then points to the door with the gun he took from the Water and Power Guy ]
Red: [ To the Proprietor ] You should leave.
Anne: Is that a gun?! Raymond!
[ The Proprietor leaves ]
Red: [ To Anne ] Here. Come with me.
[ They head toward the back of the shop ]
Anne: No! Answer my question! What is going on?
Red: I’m not who you think I am. I have another life, and that life found us here today. We are in danger, and I need to keep you safe–
[ Glass breaks ] [ Red spins toward the door ]
Anne: Someone wants to hurt you?
Red: They want to hurt us.
[ Red finds a closet with a louvred door for Anne to hide in ] [ He gives her the gun ]
Red: Here. Stay here. Stay quiet. Only open the door if it’s me. Anyone else, shoot. Do you understand? Just point and pull the trigger.
[ Door opens, bell jingles✨] [ Door closes, bell jingles✨] [ The woman with the black hair is inside, searching for them ] [ Anne whimpering ]
[ The woman approaches Anne’s hiding place ]
[ Suddenly, Red jumps the woman, throwing a belt over her head ]
[ Woman gasps ] [ She struggles ] [ Grunting ] [ Woman grunts ]
[ As Anne watches, Red strangles the woman to death with the belt. Then he takes her gun ]
[ Red opens the closet door ]
Red: Anne.
Anne: Raymond. W-What did you do?
Red: We have to go.

[ Outside, on the sidewalk, Red pulls Anne along ]
Anne: Who was that woman?
Red: Please, just try and keep up.
Anne: Where are you taking me? I don’t want– stop! Let go of my hand!
[ Red puts his hands on Anne’s shoulders ]
Red: Anne, please. Listen to me. There are people coming for us. It’s not safe. You need to come with me.
Anne: Come with you where?
[ A black SUV pulls up across the street, as they head toward the Cottonwood Falls Police Station ]

[ Red pulls Anne with him into the police station. Anne’s best friend Lois is there, along with Police Chief Bill Russell, Officers Brandt and Pembry and several other people ]
[ Red raises his hands in the air ]
Red: [ Loudly ] Officers, may I have your attention, please? I’m sorry to interrupt.
Lois: What are you two doing here?
Red: May I please have your attention? My name is Raymond Reddington.
[ Anne rushes over to Lois ]
Anne: Listen to what he has to say.
Red: I’m a wanted fugitive. I have two firearms on my person.
[ He parts his coat ]
— Gun!
Red: Someone will need to disarm me.
[ Two officers come forward to take the guns ]
Red: Lois, we have a situation. I need you to listen to me very carefully.
[ One of the officers cuffs Red ]

[ Helicopter blades whirring 🌀]
[ Telephone ringing ☎️ ]
[ Red is now handcuffed to a sturdy cabinet ]
Officer Pembry: [ On another line ] Chief! Agent Barnes again on three. Says they have confirmation.
Police Chief Bill Russell: Agents en route?
Officer Pembry: In the air now. 40 minutes out.
Red: Within 40 minutes, everyone in this building could be dead.
[ Officer Brandt has pulled up Wanted Posters for Red on his computer ]
Officer Brandt: You really are him.
Red: Lois, you need to get her somewhere safe. Now. We don’t have much time. You need to contact the highway patrol and sheriff’s department and any available units from other counties.
Chief Russell: Can someone shut him up?
Officer Pembry: Chief, I got someone from the D.C. field office on line two.
Red: They are coming here. Dangerous, highly trained mercenaries.
Anne: He’s not making it up. I saw him kill a woman.
Lois: Kill who?
Red: Lois, look at me. I am the most wanted man to ever come through those doors – By a lot – And I came here by choice, not to surrender myself, but to protect Anne from the very bad men who are coming. You need to get her somewhere safe, because they will not be intimidated by the fact that you’re the police. They will assault this building and kill everyone inside to get to me. Please, get on the mutual-aid band and scramble any units within earshot, because this is happening right now.
Chief Russell: It isn’t just Wichita coming for you, friend. Kansas City suits are on the way, a team out of D.C.
Officer Brandt: Chief, will you take a look at this?
Lois: Anne, talk to me. What do you mean he killed someone? Killed who?
Anne: I don’t know who she was.
Lois: You saw him do it?
[ Chief Russell and Officer Brandt look out of the glass doors of the station. The two black SUVs have pulled up ]
Officer Brandt: Neither one has plates.
Red: You may want to get away from those doors, Chief.
Lois: What is happening?
Anne: They’re here, aren’t they?
Red: Lois, I am begging you. You’ve got to get your boss to enact lockdown protocols. Get on the radio, whatever cavalry you have, call them in, now!
Chief Russell: She doesn’t have the authority to give that order, and you sure as hell aren’t authorized to give it.
Red: You need to get ahead of this, Chief.
Lois: Sir, he’s right. Whatever this is, we are not equipped.
Chief Russell: Okay. Here’s what we’re gonna do. I want all nonessential personnel out of the building. Beth, get the others and go out the back. Pembry, find out what units County has in the area and where they are!
Lois: Brandt, notify Butler and Lyon counties and put local EMS on standby.
Anne: [ To Red ] Who are you?
Red: You need somewhere safe where you can hide.

[ Neville Townsend and Vandyke are still at Anne’s house ]
[ Vandyke hangs up from a call ] [ Beep🔅]
Vandyke: That was Reeves. There was an incident in town, but they have eyes on Reddington.
Townsend: What kind of incident?
Vandyke: Landon. She’s gone.
Townsend: And Reddington?
Vandyke: He took the woman and went into the local police station.
Townsend: Ah. Raymond. You do keep things interesting.
Vandyke: How you wanna handle this?
Townsend: Put Sagan on the police scanners and have him give us a timeframe. If we’re going to do this, it’s gonna have to happen fast – and happen now.

Chief Russell: I just spoke to County. They’re sending units now. Gonna take Anne to Emporia and hold her there until we have a better handle on this.
Red: You can’t wait for units. You need to get her out of here now.
Officer Pembry: Feds are 20 minutes out.
Anne: How could you not tell me? I let you into my life, my home.
Red: I never wanted to draw you into my life, Anne. I only wanted to escape into yours.
Anne: How selfish – You getting involved with me while knowing all of this was hanging over us.
Red: I let my feelings for you cloud my judgment. I am so sorry.
[ She slaps him ]
Red: [ Grunts ]
Anne: When this is over– so are we.
[ She walks away ]
Officer Pembry: Chief, take a look at this. That second SUV moved. It repositioned around back.
Officer Brandt: We have a third out front now.
[ Neville Townsend peers out of a window of the third SUV ]
[ Telephone ringing ☎️ ] [ Chief Russell puts the phone on speaker ]
Chief Russell: Cottonwood Falls Police. Chief Russell.
Neville Townsend: Chief! How wonderful. I presume you’re the man in charge.
Chief Russell: I am. Who is this?
Townsend: I am the one who is here for Mr. Reddington. I’m confident he’s explained the situation to you by now. You also know the closest units are nine minutes out, which gives me eight minutes to acquire my prisoner. Send him out now, you live. Surrender and walk away, you live. Stay and protect him, and we kill everyone who stands in our path. You have 60 seconds to send him out.
Chief Russell: Okay. Hold on. Let– Let’s start with who am I speaking to?
Townsend: Fifty-five.
[ Men with assault rifles get out of the SUVs ]
Officer Brandt: Chief?
Townsend: Fifty.
Officer Brandt: These guys are heavily armed.
Lois: They’re surrounding the facility.
Chief Russell: Hold on. L-Look.
Red: [ Whispers ] Anne, get down.
[ Anne ducks behind the communications desk ]
Chief Russell: Why don’t I come outside and we can talk, have a conversation?
Townsend: Forty-five.
Chief Russell: You still there? Can you hear me? Look. I don’t care who you are. I’m not gonna bend to your demands, and I’m certainly not gonna send a man to his death, even if he is a known criminal. What I will do is talk to you until we come up with some reasonable compro–
[ Gunshot 💥] [ ⚡️Glass shatters⚡️ ] [ Vandyke shoots Chief Russell through the head ]
Lois: Chief!
Townsend: [ Sighs ] That was unfortunate. But let’s hope whoever is second-in-command can be more reasonable. Send out Reddington.
Red: [ To Lois ] Now you’re in charge.

[ Everyone in the police station is crouching. Brandt and Pembry make calls ]
Officer Brandt: [ On phone ] Shots fired. Repeat. Shots fired.
Officer Pembry: [ On phone ] We have active shooters on site. Officer down. Requesting backup.
Officer Brandt: We got state troopers east of Elmdale headed our way. County units are still eight minutes out.
Red: If you have a weapons cache, open it. We need to take positions and push them back now.
Officer Brandt: I’m not giving you a weapon.
Red: Staying alive until backup arrives is the only thing you can do.
Officer Brandt: No. You know what I can do? End this by giving them what they want.
Lois: What does that mean?
Officer Brandt: Look.
Lois: Stop! We’re not sending him out there to be massacred.
Officer Brandt: I am not protecting him!
Lois: Hold on!
Red: Keep your heads down.
Officer Pembry: She’s right, Brandt. We can’t send him out there. They’ll kill him.
Lois: Just let me think this through.
Officer Brandt: What is there to think about?! I am not dying for him. The Chief already did that.
Lois: Brandt, stop!
Red: Do not go out that door.
[ Officer Brandt goes out ]

Officer Brandt: I’m coming out! I’m unarmed! You can see that, right? No games. I just want to walk away.
[ Rapid machine-gun fire 💥💥💥 💥💥💥 ]
Officer Brandt: Oh!
Anne: [ ✵Gasps✵]
[ Telephone ringing ☎️ ] [ Lois picks up and puts the phone on speaker ]
Lois: That man has two children!
Townsend: I thought police understood rules. I told you the rules. You don’t get to change your mind. I gave you 60 seconds to send Reddington out. You ignored me, so now I’m coming in. The only thing that can stop that is sending Reddington out. ⋘⋙ No? Okay. Be right there.

Red: You need to uncuff me. Lois, I can give them what they want. You need to uncuff me.
Lois: I’ll uncuff you, but you’re not going out there.
Anne: No. What are you doing? You can’t!
[ Lois unlocks the weapons cache ]
Lois: Annie, he’s Raymond Reddington. If we’re gonna survive this, he’s the only chance we’ve got. [ To Red: ] I’m removing these cuffs, but so help me God, if we get out of here alive, I am arresting you. If you try to escape, I’ll shoot you. Do you understand?
[ Lois gives Red and Pembry assault rifles ]
Red: Given the circumstances, that’s not much of a threat. But, yes, I understand. Maybe we should give Anne a sidearm.
Anne: I don’t want one.
Red: It could save your life.
Lois: Give it to her.
Lois: This is for our defense only. If this building is breached, and only if it’s breached, you have my authorization to–
[ Ignoring Lois, Red shoots 💥💥💥] [ 💥💥💥 Gun fight 💥💥💥]
Officer Pembry: Chase County Sheriff, this is Officer Ethan Pembry. How far are those units?
[ 💥💥💥 Gunfire 💥💥💥 ]
[ Officer Pembry is shot through the chest ]
Officer Pembry: [ Grunts ]
[ 💥💥💥 Gunfire 💥💥💥 ]
Red: The detention cell! – Is it fully enclosed?
Lois: It is, but we can’t access it!
Red: What? Why not?
Lois: I don’t have the keys. Brandt does.
Red: Brandt?
Lois: I can get them.
Red: No, no, no!
Lois: We have to!
Red: It’s too dangerous!
Anne: No, Lois! No!
[ Red runs to try to stop Lois ]
Red: No, no, no!
[ Lois goes out of the door, gets to Brandt’s body and gets the keys ]
[ 💥💥💥 Gunfire 💥💥💥 ]
[ Lois is shot in the thigh ]
Lois: Aah!
[ Red shoots 💥💥 to provide cover and pulls Lois back inside ]
Lois: [ Groaning ]
Red: Get her to the holding cell.
Lois: [ Groaning ]
[ Lois stumbles ]
Lois: [ Screams ]
[ The keys fall on the floor ] [ Red helps Lois up ]
Red: There we go.
[ Neville Townsend gets out of his SUV and walks toward the police station, guarded by a dozen or so heavily armed men ]
[ Red, Lois and Anne make their way to the holding cell ]
Red: Keys. Where are the keys?
[ Anne dashes to get the keys and tosses them to Red ]
Anne: Here.

[ Red gets Lois into the holding cell; Anne follows, pulling the door shut ]
[ Townsend’s men follow seconds behind them and shoot at the door ] [ 💥💥💥 ]
[ The bullets bounce off the bulletproof glass ]
Red: Here.
[ He helps Lois onto a bench in the cell ]
Lois: Okay.
[ Seconds later, Neville Townsend peers through the glass ]
Townsend: Well. Look what we have here. Three ducks in a barrel.
Red: Anne. Keep your eyes on Lois.
[ Door knob rattling ]
Townsend: Get the door off.
Red: Just ignore him.
Townsend: Heh! This certainly is interesting.
Red: Give me your scarf.
[ Red fashions a tourniquet for Lois’s leg ]
[ Townsend’s men begin removing the screws holding the lock panel on the door ] [ Drill whirring 🌀]
[ Knocking on glass ]
Townsend: Mr. Reddington!
Red: Take her hand.
[ Knocking on glass ]
Townsend: Hello?
[ Drill whirring 🌀]
[ Red walks over to talk to Townsend face-to-face ]
Red: You should have left her out of this, Neville.
Townsend: It’s over.
Red: This was between us.
Townsend: You’re coming with me, Raymond. We’re ending this today. Here.
Red: Yes, I’d like to agree with you, but then we’d both be wrong. So, in turn, how about this – Take your men and your guns – and your bloodshed – and go. Then come find me when you’re ready, and I’ll show you the proper way to exact revenge.
[ 🚨 Sirens approaching 🚨]
One of Townsend’s Men: Sir? We need to go. Right now.
[ 🚨 Sirens approaching 🚨]
[ Townsend and his men leave ]

Red: The medics will be here any minute. Keep pressure on the wound.
Anne: Mm-hmm.
Red: I’m sorry, Anne. I wish I belonged here with you, but I don’t.
Anne: [ Sighs ]
[ Red moves to leave ] [ Keys jingle ✨]
[ Lois pulls her gun out and points it at Red ]
Lois: No. Stop. I told you if we survived this, I’d arrest you. You’re under arrest.

[ 🚨 Sirens approaching 🚨] [ A police TAC team and FBI Special Agent Ramirez enter the Cottonwood Falls Police Station, making their way past the bodies and debris ]
[ José González’s ♪ “How Low” plays ]

♪ How low are you willing to go
Before you reach all your selfish goals? ♪

[ The holding cell ]
Anne: It’s all right. You okay?
Lois: [ Nodding ] Yeah.
[ Knocking on glass ] [ Agent Ramirez holds up his badge to the window ]
Agent Ramirez: FBI.

♪ Punchline after punch line ♪

[ Anne opens the door ]
Anne: She needs a doctor.
Agent Ramirez: [ Into radio ] Station’s clear. We need paramedics.
Anne: Did you find Reddington?
Agent Ramirez: He was here?
— Clear!
Lois: I tried to stop him.
Anne: You didn’t find him?
Agent Ramirez: Not yet, but knowing he was here, we’ll drop a net so wide, even he won’t be able to escape.

[ Outside, Lois is on a stretcher. An EMT is examining her tourniquet ]
EMT: Who did this?
Lois: My friend.
EMT: [ To Anne ] I’m not sure where you learned this, friend, but you saved her life.
Agent Ramirez: Reddington was in town visiting you?
Anne: I didn’t know who he was.
Agent Ramirez: I’m told he came quite often.
Anne: That’s right. He did.
Agent Ramirez: But you didn’t know who he was?
Anne: You mean, was my life so boring that I was willing to spice it up by dating an international fugitive? No. It was not. But it turns out it was boring enough for me to get suckered by an international fugitive into thinking he cared about me. Now that I know the truth, believe me, if I can help you find him, well, that would be my pleasure.
Agent Ramirez: Glad to hear it, because I have a lot of questions.
Anne: And I’ll answer every one, but I need to go home first.
Agent Ramirez: One of my men will accompany you.
Lois: She’s a victim, not a suspect. She’s also my oldest friend. I don’t want you hounding her.
Anne: I just need to shower, change, and have a good cry. And then I’ll answer anything you want to ask.
Lois: My car’s in the lot. Mind taking it home?
Anne: Of course not. I’ll be at the hospital just as soon as I’ve answered their questions.
Lois: I wish we’d caught him. But knowing he’s out of your life, I do get some satisfaction in that.

♪ Absorbed in your ill hustling ♪

[ Anne is driving Lois’s car, remembering ]

[ Flashback: ]
Lois: [ To Red ] I told you if we survived this, I’d arrest you. You’re under arrest. Anne watched you kill someone. I saw you kill three more.
Red: We’re alive because of that.
Lois: Not my chief. Not Pembry or Brandt. They’re dead because of you.
Red: I kept telling them what they needed to do, and they didn’t do it.
Anne: You were right. About him. The wolf in sheep’s clothing. But you were wrong, too.
Lois: Anne, don’t.
[ Anne stands between Lois and Red ]
Anne: You don’t understand.
Lois: You need to move!
Anne: I can’t. I won’t.

[ Anne pulls in to her garage ]

♪ All the gullible
That you mislead
Won’t be up for it ♪

[ Engine shuts off ]

♪ Where to
Will you relocate ♪

[ Car door closes ] [ Beep🔅]
[ Anne goes around to the back of the car and opens up the trunk. Red is inside ]

♪ Now that it’s war ♪

Anne: Lois said to take the Falls Road east out of town. Most of the staties don’t even know it exists. Nobody will be watching.
Red: She’s a good friend.
Anne: The best. The man who came after you today–
Red: Neville Townsend.
Anne: He won’t stop, will he?
Red: You were right. At the station. Us, getting involved. It was selfish of me. It put you in harm’s way. It still puts you there.
Anne: If I’m in trouble either way, why can’t we be together?
Red: Because what I have to do and how I have to do it, you can’t be a part of that. No one should be a part of that.
[ They kiss, embrace ]
Red: It won’t be safe here until it’s done.
Anne: I understand.
Red: Is there somewhere you can go? And not to your daughter’s. They’ll anticipate that.
Anne: My friend Cindi, the one who made the cake. She has a cabin.
Red: Call her. See if you can go there. When it’s safe, you’ll receive a postcard. It’ll be from the Corn Palace in Mitchell, South Dakota. That’s how you’ll know it’s me.
Red: But you don’t know the address. I have certain – capabilities.
Anne: Too bad staying awake for a movie isn’t one of them.
Red: [ Laughs ] Ahh – Thank you.
Anne: For what?
Red: For – all of it. Every– Every bit of it. Except the bridge. Of all the things that happened on this trip, the bridge scared me the most.
Anne: Take care, Dummy.
Red: You take care, Anne.
[ The kiss and embrace, reluctant to part ]

[ Red drives out of town. He is on a call with Dembe ]
Red: Yes. Y-Yes. Sam’s Diner. Route 28. I should be able to ditch the car and be there in an hour. And, Dembe – you definitely should have come with me. Yeah. O-Okay.
[ Beep🔅]
[ Red toys with the car radio ]
Man on radio: –by another ten days, uh– [ Click✵]
Woman on radio: –is starting to– [ Click✵]
[ Merrilee Rush’s ♪ “Angel of the Morning” reprise ]

♪ For it was I who chose to start ♪

Red: [ Chuckles ]

♪ I see no reason to take me home
I’m old enough to face the dawn

[ Red remembers the time spent with Anne ]

Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away ♪

Red: Ah, damn it.

♪ From me ♪

[ Red does a U-turn ] [⚡️Tires screeching⚡️]

♪ Maybe the sun’s light will be dim
And it won’t matter anyhow
If morning’s echo says we’ve sinned
Well, it was what I wanted now ♪

[ Red pulls up to Anne’s house and enters ]
Red: [ Calls out ] Anne. Annie.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
[ Anne’s terrified face appears. Someone behind her points a gun ]
Red: Elizabeth.

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Episode Songs


♫ Angel of the Morning
By Merrilee Rush

♪ There’ll be no strings to bind your hands
Not if my love can’t bind your heart
And there’s no need to take a stand
For it was I who chose to start
I see no need to take me home
I’m old enough to face the dawn

♪ Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Then slowly turn away

♪ Maybe the sun’s light will be dim
And it won’t matter anyhow
If morning’s echo says we’ve sinned
Well, it was what I wanted now
And if we’re victims of the night
I won’t be blinded by the light

♪ Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Then slowly turn away
I won’t beg you to stay with me
Through the tears of the day, of the years
Baby, baby, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3edFOH9
YouTube: https://youtu.be/bUX8oZVfvsA


♫ How Low
By José Gonzalez

♪ How low are you willing to go
Before you reach all your selfish goals
Punch line after punch line
Leaving us sore, leaving us sore

♪ Absorbed in your ill hustling
Feeding a monster, just feeding a monster
Invasion after invasion
This means war, this means war

♪ Someday you’ll be up to your knees
In the shit you see
All the gullible that you mislead
Won’t be up for it

♪ Where to, will you relocate
Now that it’s war, now that it’s war

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3ecDaBd
YouTube: https://youtu.be/r9Iz3cxwcwI

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🔴 Script 8:14 Misère

Program air date: 4/23/2021 in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-bfo
Entertainment Weekly Recap: http://bit.ly/3dNpC00

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Director: Christine Gee
Written by: Jon Bokenkamp, John Eisendrath



Brief (Where we’re at): Anne, the birdwatching woman who Red met in a park in New York City some months ago – and who he stood up for a movie date because Dembe thought it would be dangerous to her if Red were to date her – didn’t disappear from his life after all. He has been making trips to visit her in her hometown of Cottonwood Falls, Kansas, and they have formed a romantic relationship. Dembe is still concerned, warning Red that multiple trips create a pattern for his enemies to track. Sure enough, on his sixth trip to see her, Neville Townsend and her merry band of mercenaries decide to join them.
Before their showing up, Red had shared little about his “other life” with Anne. This was enough to make Anne’s best friend Lois, a member of the local police force, suspicious and somewhat antagonistic toward Red. She dropped by to talk to Anne about possibly doing a background check on Red. Anne objected that she already knew enough about Red and admitted she loved him, a conversation Red overheard. After Lois left, Red told Anne that Lois was right, but Anne quickly changed the subject to birdwatching and proposed they go out. As Red looked out the window, he saw a suspicious van, and concocted a reason to send Anne into town. He then tracked a man from the van pretending to be checking the ground wires. When Red questioned him, he went for a gun. Red grabbed him and threatened him with a chef’s knife.

Red: How many are coming?
Water & Power Guy: ⋘⋙ Everyone.
[ Red slices the man’s throat ]

Red drove to town, grabbed a bewildered Anne and headed to the only place that could possibly assist them: the local police station, where Lois was on duty. Red identified himself as a fugitive, surrendered, and pleaded with Lois, the Police Chief and other officers to take the situation seriously and take Anne to a safe place. But the assault began before Anne could be evacuated. After the police chief was shot by a sniper, Lois was next in charge, and as help was miles away, Lois agreed to let Red help defend the station but promised to arrest him afterward. Most of the defending officers were killed and Lois was shot in the thigh, but Lois, Anne and Red made it to a hardened holding cell just ahead of Neville Townsend and his men. Sirens from the approaching backup units send Townsend scurrying.
Red applied a tourniquet to Lois’s leg, saving her life, but that didn’t stop her from going pointing her gun at him and telling him he was under arrest when he, too, tried to leave. But Anne intervened, standing between Lois and Red.
When the FBI and area police arrived, Red was gone. Lois and Anne said he’d escaped, but when Anne got home, she opened the trunk of the car and there was Red. After hugs, Red advised Anne to go somewhere to hide. She asked why, if she would be in danger anyway, they couldn’t be together:

Red: Because what I have to do and how I have to do it, you can’t be a part of that. No one should be a part of that.
[ They kiss, embrace ]

As Red drove out of town to link up with Dembe, a song ( ♫ “Somewhere Beyond the Sea” by Bobby Darin) came on the radio. It had become their theme song. At the song’s dramatic peak, Red suddenly did a U-turn and headed back to Anne’s. He opened the door and called her name. Her frightened face appeared. And someone with a gun:

Red: Elizabeth.


⭕ Script 8:14 Misère

[ Note: Many of the “Flashforwards” in this episode are from the point of view of previous episodes as experienced by Liz, starting from when she went dark, even though they are “Flashbacks” to us. It’s confusing, I know ]

[ ⏳Three months ago⌛️ ]
[ Liz, Agnes and Skip Hadley, the lawyer/accountant she convinced to leave Red’s operation and join hers, are flying in the plane Liz bought with money stolen from Red ]
Skip: You okay?
Liz: Mm.
Skip: Haven’t slept all night.
Liz: Did you connect with Esi?
Skip: I did. Uh, good news and bad news. Good news is Esi made contact with the Fribourg Confidence. They’ve agreed to extract the drive from Reddington’s safe deposit box at Key Atlantic.
Liz: Once they get the drive, have Esi deliver it to Cooper. If the intel on that drive can help prove Reddington is N-13, Cooper should know. And the bad news?
Skip: 72 hours ago, you were an FBI agent. Now you’re on the run from the very same people you used to work for. What exactly is our plan?
Liz: We see Mr. French.
Skip: I don’t know who that is.
Liz: My mother spent almost 30 years running from Neville Townsend. The only way she survived was through a network of resources that Mr. French helped her build. He was her guardian angel. I found his contact in her personal effects. He says he can help.
Skip: So we’re not starting flat-footed.
Liz: [ Chuckling ] No. We’re starting with one of the men my mother trusted the most.

[ Oslo, Norway ]
[ Liz and Skip Hadley are parked outside an apartment complex ]
Automated Voice: Please leave a message. [ Beep🔅]
Liz: Voicemail. [ Beep🔅]
Skip: Maybe he’s at the airport.
Liz: He said meet him at his apartment. Call him when we were down here, and he would come meet us.
Skip: So what do you wanna do?
[ Liz looks at the back seat. Agnes is coloring in a coloring book ]
[ Knocking at window ]
Liz: [ Gasps ]
[ Liz rolls down the window ] [ A woman is there ]
Mrs French: Something’s happened. Follow me.

[ Inside an apartment ]
Mrs French: Two weeks ago, Phillip went to Stockholm on business. Said he’d be two days. Two days passed, and he never returned. I called. No response. A few days later, Phillip phoned. He said he was in Washington. He said something had happened and that it wasn’t safe for me in the house. He told me there was a key taped to the bottom of his printer. It unlocked this apartment, which I didn’t even know he had. The only thing Phillip would say about his situation was that the daughter of a client was in trouble. I assume you’re the daughter.
Liz: Mrs. French, your husband, what did he tell you he does for a living?
Mrs French: Phillip was a recruiter for a data-management firm, but that was a lie, too, wasn’t it?
Liz: I’m afraid so.
Mrs French: Do you believe he’s alive?
Liz: I have no idea.

[ Liz and Skip talk between themselves, some distance away from Mrs French in the apartment’s living room ]
Liz: Reddington’s behind this. He’s not satisfied killing my mother. He has to make sure I have no access to any of her resources.
Skip: O-Okay. Slow down. W-We have money.
Liz: We need more than money, Skip. We need assets. Mr. French was gonna introduce me to the people my mother trusted. This woman doesn’t know anything.
Skip: Yeah, but w-we know nothing about her.
Liz: We know she’s scared and can’t go home. Which is why we’re not going to abandon her.

[ Liz, Skip and Agnes are prepared to leave ] [ Liz writes down her cellphone number on a piece of paper ]
Liz: Here’s my number. If you hear from your husband, if he reaches out, if you need anything at all. I know you have no reason to trust me, but I am on your husband’s side.
Mrs French: Where will you go?
Liz: I don’t know. But what I do know is I’m gonna do everything in my power to get your husband back and to keep you safe.
Agnes: Mom, I’m tired.
Liz: I know, honey. We’re gonna go soon.
Mrs French: Why don’t you stay here?
Liz: Oh, we–
Mrs French: There’s plenty of room. You and Agnes can take the room upstairs. Your–Your friend can have the sofa. Unless you have some place else to go.
Liz: That’s very kind of you. [ To Agnes ] We’re gonna stay with our friend, Agnes.
Agnes: Can you read me a story?
Liz: Oh, I can’t, honey. We didn’t bring any of our books.
Mrs French: What if I tell you a story?
Agnes: What kind of story?
Mrs French: A funny one. About a girl and her friend and the sleepover they have in a strawberry cake factory.
Agnes: That sounds awesome!
Liz: I’ll get your pajamas. Come. [ To Mrs French, whispering ] Thank you.

[ Liz and Agnes are in a bedroom with twin beds. Agnes is sleeping ]
Liz: [ Sleepily ] I wish you were here.
[ ♪ “Tilly Tilly bom” (Russian lullaby) by Violent Eve plays ]
Female Voice: I’m always here for you, dearie. This is the last thing I ever wanted for you.
[ It’s Mr Kaplan, Red’s former cleaner, who turned against him and committed suicide to unleash a death plan to have delivered to Liz the skeleton of the real Raymond Reddington, indicating Red is an imposter. She appears now as an apparition, an hallucination or as a projection of Liz’s subconscious ]
Mr Kaplan: I could’ve stopped him, and I didn’t. I failed you.
Liz: You protected me.

♪ … dveri ( … the door)
Tili-tili-bom (Tili-tili-bom)
Krichit nochnaya ptitsa ♪ (Screams nightbird)

Liz: I can’t do this alone.
Mr Kaplan: I know that. It’s why you’ve been thinking of asking for help, about turning to him. You’re a smart woman, Elizabeth. Which is why this next part will be so painful. But if you’ve learned anything from my mistakes, it’s that you can’t show weakness. You have to fight like Reddington, be every bit as fierce and cross whatever line it takes.
Liz: What are you saying?
Mr Kaplan: I’m saying you know what you have to do. Listen to your heart.

♪ Tili-tili-bom ♪

Mr Kaplan: The enemy of your enemy– is your friend.

♪ Pritailsya za uglom (… lurking around the corner)
I pronzayet vzglyadom (and pierces the eye) ♪

[ Suspenseful music plays ] [ Liz rushes in to wake up Skip ]
Liz: Skip. Wake up!
Skip: What? What?
Liz: I know what we gotta do.
Skip: Yeah, you mean sleep?
Liz: We’re gonna take down Reddington by teaming up with the man he hates the most.

Skip: This is insane. Neville Townsend spent 30 years trying to hunt and kill your mother. Now– Now you want him to be our partner?
Liz: We have a common enemy.
Skip: Yeah, Townsend doesn’t know that Reddington’s N-13, okay? He thinks your mother’s the one that betrayed him, and he thinks she’s dead. Why poke the bear?
Liz: Because if he knew the truth, if he knew that Reddington killed his family and framed my mother, he’d hate him as much as I do. Neville Townsend’s the one man other than Reddington who has the power and resources to really see this through.
Skip: Even if I agreed to this – idea, we have no idea how to find him?
Liz: His wife and children are dead, but not his sister. Her name is Mary Bremmer. She’s one of the very few people in Townsend’s life that my mother was able to identify. If we could get to her, if we could win her trust, she might be able to put us in touch with Townsend.
Skip: You really need to go back to bed.
Liz: Skip, I know how to make this work. Ask me how we recruit her.
Skip: I’m not gonna ask you that. [ Grunts ] ⋘⋙ How do we recruit her?
[Datarock’s ♪ “Fa-Fa-Fa” plays ]
Liz: With the help of criminals. And I know a lot of criminals. Before we do anything, we need a network in place.
[ Flashforward: ]
[ Skip interviews candidates ]
Skip: So, how long did you serve?
Rocco: Two tours. Went private after that.
Liz: We start with protection. People we vet.
[ Flashforward: ]
Skip: And you ran reconnaissance planes?
Jax: As well as security detail. Sort of go where I’m needed.
Liz: And at the same time, we need papers. All of us. Identities with backgrounds, travel histories, tax records, the works.

♪ I need a hit ♪

[ Liz and Skip share their plan with Esi Jackson, a colleague of Liz’s. She’s a former private investigator who can help produce documents ]
Esi Jackson: Okay, wait. Go back to Townsend. You said we get to him through his sister. How the hell is that supposed to work?
Liz: Well, first, we have to find her. There’s a bounty hunter out of Bosnia, Adin Markovic. He’s supposed to be the best of the best. We find him, then he finds Bremmer.
[ Flashforward: ]
[ Alexander Frayne, an interpreter at The Wellstone Agency, offers payment to Markovic to find Mary Bremmer ]
Alexander Frayne: He hopes you’re happy with the results and would like to discuss his payment.
Skip: Liz, Bremmer’s a chemical-weapons dealer. She doesn’t trust anyone. Why would she trust, let alone agree, to help us?
Liz: She won’t. Which is why we have to earn her trust. I was thinking of saving her life.
Skip: Is it in jeopardy?
Liz: Not that I know if, but it will be. What do you know about Alban Veseli, The Freelancer? He’s the first criminal our Task Force put away. He’s been rotting in a hole for seven years.
[ Flashback: ]
Aram: Seven years ago, Veseli derailed a passenger train by making it hit a curve too fast.
Liz: I thought we’d use some of Reddington’s money, hire him a new lawyer, someone we own.
[ Flashforward: ]
Alban Veseli: Who the hell are you?
Lawyer Scooter Rovenpor: I don’t think you got a fair trial.
Liz: The lawyer files an appeal, claims that the court violated his client’s 6th Amendment right to confront his accuser, who just so happens to be the FBI’s confidential source, Raymond Reddington.
[ Flashforward: ]
Judge Steven Velchek: [ To Cooper ] You’re telling me the United States Government is willingly in business with Raymond Reddington?
Skip: Okay, but the Feds are never gonna put Reddington into a courtroom.
Liz: I’m a fugitive, so I’m not gonna show up in court, either.
[ Flashforward: ]
Judge Velchek: I ordered Agent Keen to appear. She didn’t.
Skip: So, if the case agent doesn’t show and the confidential source doesn’t show, the judge would be– Well, to say the least, he’d be concerned.
[ Flashforward: ]
Judge Velchek: Oh, I’m not concerned. I’m offended. I’m granting the defendant’s motion to withdraw his guilty plea, and I am forced to dismiss the charges against him.
Cooper: Don’t do this.
Esi: You want to release a mass murderer in exchange for what?
[ Flashforward: ]
Skip: Miss Keen arranged for your release because she requires your services.
Alban Veseli: What does she need me to do?
Liz: I want him to kill Mary Bremmer.
Skip: So you can save her.
Liz: We get The Freelancer out of jail. In exchange, he goes after Bremmer.
Esi: He’s never gonna kill Bremmer because we’re gonna grab her.
Skip: I like it. Except you told me that The Freelancer hides his assassinations by masking them as mass-casualty accidents.
[ Flashforward: ]
Cooper: There are 162 passengers on board, and he’ll kill everyone.
Agent Park: Wait. I thought The Freelancer was going after Reddington.
Liz: I’m gonna backchannel information through the Task Force and make sure no one gets hurt and The Freelancer goes back to prison where he belongs.
Esi: Go back to Bremmer. You pull her off the street, that woman ain’t gonna be happy.
[ Flashforward: ]
[ Mary Bremmer, Neville Townsend’s sister, has been abducted by Liz’s people and is being kept in a cell. She pounds ⚡️⚡️⚡️ on the window of the door ]
Mary Bremmer: I want to talk to her! Do you hear me?!
Liz: After I explain to her that I not only saved her life, plucked her out of the arms of the awaiting FBI, she might change her tune.
[ Flashforward: ]
Liz: Mary. My people didn’t grab you to hurt you. They grabbed you in an effort to save your life.
Liz: In fact, she may even thank me by offering to make an introduction to her brother, Neville Townsend.
[ Flashforward: ]
Jax: [ To Liz ] Bremmer says she’s thought about it. She’s willing to reach out to her brother, see if she can make an introduction.
[ Here ends the discussion of Liz’s plan with Skip and Esi to recruit assets ]

[ Now begins a parallel account from Liz’s perspective of prior episodes, beginning with Episode 8:9 The Cyranoid ⇊ ]

[ Neville Townsend meets with Liz’s Cyranoid, an operative technically geared up to see, hear and speak for Liz ]
[ Townsend reads the letter from Liz explaining the arrangement ]
Neville Torwnsend: [ Static ] Well, Miss –Keen. This is certainly unprecedented. Where’s Mary?
Liz, through her Cyranoid: In FBI custody.
Townsend: She took her, what, to hurt me?
Liz’s Cyranoid: Talk to me, Neville. I’m right here. I’m looking right at you.
Townsend: Why did you take my sister?
Liz’s Cyranoid: Because I had no way to reach you. Taking your sister forced her to make contact, to negotiate her safe return –and to get this face-to-face meeting with you. I had nothing to – do with today’s capture.
Townsend, No? You’re an FBI agent.
Liz’s Cyranoid: Not anymore, I’m not. The FBI can’t help me. You can.

[ In the room where Liz is running her Cyranoid through her computer, the Apparition of Mr Kaplan appears ]
Mr Kaplan: You’re doing well, Elizabeth. Stay strong. He’ll say yes.
[ Liz takes off the earphones and microphone connecting her to the Cyranoid ]
Liz: I don’t know if I can do this. This animal hunted my mother.
Mr Kaplan: Of course you can. You know that. What you don’t know is how ugly he really is.
How vicious he can be. He’ll want to know you’re capable of doing what needs to get done. He’ll want to test you.
Liz: What do you mean, test?
[ Liz goes back online to talk to Townsend through her Cyranoid ]
Townsend: What you’ve done, coming here like this, it’s so audacious. But if I were to even consider an alliance, I’d need to know, w-without question, that I can trust you.
Liz (through her Cyranoid): You can trust me.
Townsend: I hope so. Which is why I’m going to give you an opportunity to prove it.
Liz: What do you mean?
Townsend: It means you’re going to earn my trust by killing my sister.
Liz: I just saved your sister. I’m not a murderer.
Townsend: She knows too much. She’s made herself a liability.
Liz: She’s your sister.
Townsend: You can’t beat Reddington without me. That’s why you’re here. You need me on your team. This is my price. Are you willing to pay it?
Mr Kaplan: You have to do it.
Liz: I–
Mr Kaplan: Reddington would in a heartbeat.
Liz: I can’t. I can’t.
Mr Kaplan: He’d see it as nothing more than a transaction required to close a business relationship.
Liz:This is a woman’s life we’re talking about.
[ Mr Kaplan stands next to the video image of Neville Townsend ]
Kaplan: I know how difficult this is for you, but I also know what happens if you don’t see this through.
I failed because I wasn’t willing to play by Raymond’s rules. You can’t make that same mistake. Dearie, you have to redefine who you are, what you are willing to become. If you have any hope of unseating Reddington, you’re going to have to become just as ruthless. So, either walk away now, or shove your feelings down and get it done with. Besides, she’s no angel. The woman brokers chemical weapons.
Townsend: So – what’s it gonna be?
Liz: [ Exhales sharply ]
[ Keypad beeping🔅] [ The door of Mary Bremmer’s holding cell unlocks. Liz’s Cynanoid enters ]
Mary Bremmer: How did you get in here? What are we doing here? Does Neville have people on the way?
[ Liz’s Cyranoid strangles Mary Bremmer to death as Liz watches ]
Mary Bremmer: [ Choking ]
[ Liz takes off the headset, rushes to a sink and vomits. She lifts her head to confront her image in a mirror ]

[ Liz phones Townsend ]
[ Phone beeps🔅, speed-dialing ] [ Line ringing✨, click ✵ ]
Liz: It’s done.
Townsend: What wonderful news. Nice work, Agent Keen. It looks like you’ve found yourself a partner in crime.

[ New York City ]
[ Liz visits Neville Townsend in person ~ no Cyranoid ]
Liz: Reddington is N-13.
Townsend: So you say.
Liz: He framed my mother.
Townsend: An assertion I want to believe, but need to prove. Elizabeth, we are not going to kill him without asking questions first about the Archive, what he plans to do with it. That is something I need to fully understand.
Liz: How did it happen? Your family.
Townsend: Let’s not do this.
Liz: Is it true that’s why you don’t sleep? What did Reddington do to you? I know the Vory ran drugs through your ports. I know you paid the KBG to look the other way.
Townsend: Elizabeth.
Liz: I know the documents N-13 stole detailed that cover-up. But what happened when that was exposed? What on earth could they have possibly done to you?
[ Townsend sits down ]
Townsend: My ports lined the pockets of some very powerful Russians. When our business was exposed, they lost not only careers, but their fortunes. The Vory knew the authorities had reached out to me. They were pressuring me to testify against them in exchange for immunity.
Liz: They made an example of you.
Townsend: By – subjecting me to a fate worse than death.
Liz: They went after your family.
Townsend: I was – I was asleep for most of it. Woke to the sound of my wife whimpering. When I got downstairs, my eldest was already gone. My youngest, he – was taking his last breaths. Their mother had been forced to watch the whole ordeal. Then I was forced to watch them slaughter her. I spent 30 years believing the documents your mother stole sparked the fire that burned my life to the ground, and every KGB informant and asset I can buy believes the same thing. But if you’re right, if Reddington is
N-13, I need him to confirm it. I need to know he has the Archive, what he intends to do with it. I need to know his endgame. I need to know – why my family had to die.
Liz: He won’t talk.
Townsend: We will kill him, Elizabeth.
Liz: He’s not afraid of death.
Townsend: Perhaps not, but he will talk.
Liz: So, we, what? Grab him?
Townsend: You help lure him out. Through a friend, someone he trusts.
Liz: And then we talk.
Townsend: And then – we kill him.
Liz: We’re gonna need a familiar face to gain access. I think I know just the guy.

[ Liz approaches Max Ruddiger, Red’s master of munitions ]
Ruddiger: We talked about this.
Liz: I know, Ruddiger, but things have changed.
Ruddiger: Nothing has changed.
Liz: I have a partner.
Ruddiger: My position hasn’t changed. Raymond is my friend. He’s like a brother. He has seen me through two wives and four stints in rehab. I will never betray him.
Liz: Hear me out.
Ruddiger: I am leaving.
Liz: Just please –
Ruddiger: I should never have come. I’m only here ’cause you tricked me into coming.
Liz: Ruddiger, please.
Ruddiger: Piss off!
Liz: Don’t go out that door!
Ruddiger: It’s not just me. Red’s people are not for sale.

[ Ruddiger opens the door to exit, but on the other side Neville Townsend and his men are waiting ]
Neville Townsend: Elizabeth insisted on talking to you first. I don’t like talk.
Ruddiger: No! Elizabeth, what have you done?!
[ Townsend’s men quickly overwhelm Ruddiger ]
Ruddiger: Tell him to stop it! Stop! Stop! [ Grunting ]
Townsend: You’re going to call Reddington, and you’re going to set a meeting.
Ruddiger: Let go!
Townsend: You’re gonna do exactly as I say.
Ruddiger: The hell I am!
Townsend: I appreciate your dedication to your friend, but you’ve obviously never met my friend. Her name is Dr. Perillos.
[ Dr Laken Perillos steps forward ]
Townsend: Doctor, our friend here seems to be something of a bomb-maker. I think you should start with his fingers.
Ruddiger: Oh, no. No. No! N-o-o-o-o!

[ Red arrives at Ruddiger’s lab in a warehouse ]
Red: What the hell happened to your hand?
Ruddiger: Oh, uh, car door. I was cooked. Nearly lost my pinky.
Red: You gotta be careful, Max. I need you with all 10 digits. What did you find?
Ruddiger: Ah, partial print on the Tamiya connector.
[ Dembe takes the plastic bag with the print ]
Dembe: I’ll get it to Cvetko.
Ruddiger: Who could do this, Raymond? Not Elizabeth, I’m sure.
[ Liz is parked and watching from a car some distance away. Dembe exits from the warehouse to call Cvetko, a lab analyst who works with Red ]
Liz: This is a mistake.
Apparition of Mr Kaplan: Don’t second-guess yourself.
Liz: I’m crossing lines I’m no longer comfortable with.
Mr Kaplan: Yes, but you have to match his single-minded devotion. You’ll fail if you don’t.
[ Liz rubs the scar on her wrist ]
Mr Kaplan: You tell people you got it when you were 14. Why is that?
Liz: To hide the truth?
[ Images flash by from Liz’s childhood: the fire consuming the Christmas tree, the gunshot💥 she fired that killed her father ]
Liz: Was he there that night?
Mr Kaplan: You know that, dearie. Just like you know that that scar isn’t only part of your past. It’s the key to your future.
[ Liz looks at the Y-shaped scar on her wrist and palm. She remembers finding Tom’s “go box” in the very first episode. The idiosyncratic shape of the scar was deeply engraved into the box’s wooden cover. Like a talisman, the scar’s shape has popped up in several unlikely places ]
Liz: What does that mean?

[ Townsend’s men drive up in a van ] [⚡️Tires screech⚡️]
[ Red and Dembe are ambushed ] [ 💥💥💥 Gunfire 💥💥💥 ]
Dembe: Raymond, go! Go! Go, go, go!
[ 💥💥💥 💥💥💥 Gunfight💥💥💥 💥💥💥 ]
[ One of Townsend’s men comes up behind Dembe ] [ Gun cocks ]
Townsend’s man: Where is he?! Reddington!
Dembe: I don’t know.
[ Gun clatters ] [ Dembe is forced into the van ]
Liz: Wait. Dembe? No.
[ Liz begins to start the car ] [ Mr Kaplan grabs her arm ]
Mr Kaplan: It’s a transaction. It’s nothing more than a transaction.

[ Neville Townsend’s New York mansion ]
[ Liz walks briskly down a hallway ahead of Vandyke, to see Townsend ]
Liz: He’s a friend.
Vandyke: He’s a body man.
Liz: Dembe was never the target, and you know that.
Vandyke: Well, your other friend Ruddiger screwed up and we had to improvise, so put this on him.
Liz: Is he with Perillos?
Vandyke: That is not my business.
[ Liz walks up to Townsend ]
Liz: If Dembe Zuma is with that butcher, if she’s hurt him, so help me God –
Townsend: He’s fine. Dembe’s fine.
Liz: What do you mean he’s fine? I was told Perillos was working on him.
Townsend: She was. And she would have continued, had he not escaped.
Liz: He escaped. But – VanDyke told me Perillos –was with the subject. You wanted me to watch. Watch what?
Townsend: Our new subject. The one who surrendered himself.

[ The video feed from Dr Perillo’s torture chamber is turned on ]
[ The new victim is Red who had offered to exchange himself for Dembe. Even though Townsend told Dr Perillos to free Dembe, she was enjoying the torture too much. Struggling with her, the arm of his chair broke loose and he escaped. Dembe had called Red immediately, but it was too late. Red is now being subjected to a paralyzing virus that will asphyxiate him if he doesn’t tell Townsend what he wants to know about the Sikorsky Archive ]
Red: Not everything you thought it would be, is it? This moment? You’ve waited for it –
and somehow, it’s – dissatisfying.
Townsend: It actually exceeds expectation.
Red: [ Bresthless, distressed ] I wasn’t talking to you. We know who my assassin really is. Don’t we, Elizabeth? It saddens me to bear witness to this moment in your life, this crossing of a Rubicon from which you can never get back. It may appear self-serving to suggest that you instruct the good doctor to administer the antidote, but I strongly suggest that you do just that, because I’ve seen the other side of that river, and it’s a place I never, never wanted you to go. But perhaps you’re already there.
[ The Apparition of Mr Kaplan places her hand on Liz’s shoulder ]
Mr Kaplan: Yes, Raymond. She’s already there. And she’s strong. And she’s ready for what comes next.
[ Liz sits, while Mr Kaplan, Vandyke, Blake Brown, and other household members stand behind her ]

[ Later, Liz is alone with Townsend ]
Townsend: Reddington was wrong about you. We both were.He thought you hadn’t crossed the Rubicon. I was under the impression that you had.
[ Liz sees that Red is gone from the torture room ]
Liz: Where is he?
Townsend: You tell me. You tell me!
Liz: I have no idea.
Townsend: You see this?
[ Liz shows Liz the bloody sack that Townsend has tortured Ruddiger by using him as a punching bag ]
Townsend: This belongs to your pal, Ruddiger. A little reminder of what happens when you fail me.
Liz: I didn’t fail you. I’m the one who got you Reddington! You’re the one who lost him!
Townsend: You came to me promising to make Reddington suffer.
Liz: I promised to give you the opportunity to kill him. You could’ve put a bullet in his head. Instead, you put a needle in his arm, and you gave him the one thing you shouldn’t have – time – And he used it to get away.
Townsend: I told you I wanted answers. I thought you understood what that entailed.
Liz: If you’re upset because I didn’t sit and watch you torture him, let me be clear. It sickens me. But I am doing it because I know more than anyone in the world that it has to be done.
Townsend: There can be no space between what you want to happen and what you’re willing to do to make it happen.
[ Suddenly, the phantasmagoric Mr Kaplan is standing alongside Townsend ]
Liz: So you keep telling me.

[ Liz is alone ]
[ Cellphone vibrates ] [ Beep🔅]
Ressler [ On recorded phone message ]: Hey, Keen, it’s me. Look, we have Rakitin thanks to you and that flash drive you sent Cooper. If Reddington’s really N-13, we have a good chance of proving it. And if we can, maybe you can come home. That’s all I care about, Liz. I mean, no, maybe you can’t be an agent again, but at least you can get your life back. You and Agnes can be together. We got to talk, figure out how to end this. I’m gonna be at Bentham Park at midnight. Meet me there.And, Keen, you can trust me.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Liz: [ Sighs ]

[ Liz is in her car. It’s dark ]
Agnes: [ On phone ] Are you coming home tonight?
Liz: Not tonight, honey. But my being away so much, I think it’s about to end.
[ Liz sees Ressler sit down on a bench across the street in Bentham Park ]
Liz: Is Mrs. French reading “The Phantom Tollbooth” to you?
Agnes: We’re almost done. It’s really good.
[ Cellphone vibrates ]
Liz: Well, you finish up and tell me all about it when I get home, okay? I love you.
Agnes: Love you, too.
[ Another cellphone on the dashboard vibrates. Liz grabs it ]
[ Suddenly, the Apparition of Mr Kaplan is sitting next to Liz ]
Mr Kaplan: Don’t answer that.
Liz: He could have good news.
Mr Kaplan: You should not be talking to the FBI. You cannot take that call.
[ Liz takes the call ]
Ressler: Hey, Keen, it’s me. Uh, I don’t even know if you’re getting these messages. I don’t know who I’m talking to.
[ Now no one appears sitting next to Liz in the car, but she still talks to Mr Kaplan ]
Liz: [ To Mr Kaplan ] Ressler says the Task Force has a source. His name is Rakitin, and he’s willing to talk. If he does, he could expose Reddington as N-13. He could end all of this.
[ Mr Kaplan reappears ]
Mr Kaplan: I wish that were true. But you don’t need to hear his message to know that’s not the case.
Ressler [ On recorded phone message ]: Look. Rakitin’s dead. I don’t know how, but – It seems like he was poisoned. … I mean, we really thought it was over this time. We miss you. We just want you back.
[ Liz’s car engine starts. The car pulls out and drives away ]

[ Mrs French’s apartment ]
Liz: I told her it was over, that I’d be coming home for good.
Mrs French: You’re doing the best you can.
Liz: I’m responsible for Mary Bremmer’s murder, Dembe’s torture, and I got nothing to show for it, except for another reminder that no matter how tight the noose, Reddington will always cheat the hangman.
Mrs French: I heard from the police today. They found my husband’s body. They say he died of natural causes. But you know differently.
Liz: I’m so sorry.
Mrs French: Phillip was a good man. Whatever he was doing, he was doing because he believed it was the right thing to do. I don’t need sympathy. I need justice. You’re the one who can get it for me.
Liz: I tried. For all of us. I don’t think I can keep trying.
Mrs French: I understand. You thought you could end this. You couldn’t.
Liz: You don’t know who we’re dealing with.
Mrs French: But I do know this – Good triumphs over evil.
Liz: I just don’t think I have what it’ll take.
Mrs French: Of course you do. Every mother does. The love for her child. Isn’t that what saved you?
Liz: Yes.
Mrs French: Didn’t you tell me your mother gave up everything for you?
Liz: Yes.
Mrs French: Don’t you think you should pay that forward?
Liz: Of course. But I don’t know how.
Mrs French: You’ll figure it out.
Liz: How can you be so sure?
Mrs French: Because love wins.
[ Liz once told Red that “Love wins” was her personal motto ]
Liz: You really believe that?
Mrs French: I do. And seeing how you are with Agnes, I believe you do, too.

[ Liz pays a visit to Dembe’s daughter, Isabella ]
[ Knock on door ] [ Isabella opens the door ]
Isabella: Elizabeth.
Liz: Isabella, hi.
Isabella: Is my father okay?
Liz: Dembe’s fine. But I did come because I think he could use your help.
[ Photos of Isabella’s daughter are on a table ]
Liz: Thank God she was too young to remember what happened to her.
Isabella: I dread the day when I have to tell her.
Liz: Do you have to?
Isabella: I believe in the truth. When she’s ready to hear it, I’ll tell her.
Liz: Are you going to tell her the truth about your father?
Isabella: You said he needs our help?
Liz: He needs our protection. From Reddington.
Isabella: Did he tell you that?
Liz: No. He loves Reddington, but that love is based on a lie, one that I’m not even sure he knows about. Reddington isn’t who he says he is. I believe – The Bureau believes – Reddington may be a Russian asset.
Isabella: What?
Liz: But we need proof, and with your help, we can get it.
Isabella: So you’re not here to help my father. You’re here to help yourself.
Liz: I’m here to help us both, but most importantly, I’m here to help our daughters. She’s beautiful. She’s innocent. And one day, when she’s ready, you’re gonna tell her that when she was an infant, she was abducted, used as collateral so someone could get to your father. And you’re gonna tell her as if it could never happen again. But you and I both know as long as Reddington is in our lives, that isn’t true.
Isabella: I won’t hurt my father.
Liz: I would never ask you to.
Isabella: What do you want me to do?
Liz: I need you to call your father, tell him you want to see him.
Isabella: I haven’t seen him in months.
Liz: All the better. You miss him. You want him to spend time with Elle.
[ Flashforward: ]
Isabella: Hi. It’s me.
Liz: Once you’ve set a meeting, I need you to plant this device.
[ Liz show Isabella a tiny listening device ]
Isabella: What do you want to hear him say?
Liz: Nothing. I want to hear what Reddington says to him.
Isabella: You really think this will help?
Liz: I think, with any luck, we can figure out what Reddington’s up to.

[ A playground ] [ Playful shouting ]
Dembe: She’s gotten so big.
Isabella: I know. Can you believe it?
Dembe: I’m glad you called.
Isabella: We miss you, Dad.
Dembe: Do you? I wasn’t sure.
Isabella: Of course we do.
[ They hug. Isabella plants the listening device under the collar of Dembe’s parka ]

[ Liz sits in her car, listening in on Dembe and Red talking ]

Dembe: Your heart can betray you. How many times have you told me that?
Red: Anne is not betraying me.

[ Liz writes down “Anne” ]

Dembe: We’ve run no names. Done no background checks.
Red: On the good people of Cottonwood Falls? Believe me, if you’re lucky, you might find a late fee for “Tom Sawyer” at the local library.

[ Liz writes down “Cottonwood Falls” ]

Dembe: You’re letting your guard down.
Red: That’s not what I’m doing. – Okay. It is what I’m doing. But I’m having a splendid time doing it.

[ Red scrunches Dembe’s arms as he walks past him ]

Red: [ Exasperated ] Ugh.

[ Anne walks to her car in Cottonwood Falls and gets in ] [ Indistinct shouting ]
[ Liz is parked in the. same parking lot ]
[ Liz places a call ]
Liz: Hey. It’s me. Tell Townsend I know how we can get to Reddington.
[ Engine starts ] [ Anne’s truck starts to back out ] [⚡️Tires screech⚡️] [ Liz’s car rams Anne’s truck 💥 ]
[ Both Liz and Anne get out of their vehicles ]
Anne: I am so sorry. Are you okay?
Liz: No, I should have seen you backing out.
Anne: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. It was my fault.
[ Anne looks at the damage ]
Anne: It’s not that bad.
Liz: Let me give you my insurance. [ Sighs ] If we were in the city, you’d be screaming at me.
Anne: Oh. You’re not from here?
Liz: Uh, Kansas City. I, uh – I rented a place on Chase Lake. I just came into town to get some supplies. I’m Cindi.
Anne: Hi, Cindi. I’m Anne.
[ Anne shows Liz her driver’s license ]
Liz: [ Reading ] Anne Foster of 429 Roslyn Place.
[ Liz snaps a photo of Anne’s license with her phone ]
Anne: That’s it. Oh, let me give you my cell, too. If those insurance people give you any trouble, I want you to give me a call, okay?
Liz: Okay. Seriously, if I’d known you’d be this nice, I would’ve run into you on purpose.
Anne: Ohh. You take care.
Liz: You, too. I’m sorry again.
Anne: That’s okay.
[ Liz gets into her car and makes a call ]
[ Keypad dialing ] [ Line ringing✨]
Liz: I’m gonna give you an address.

[ Anne, Lois and Bran are at Anne’s. They are expecting Red to join them for a game of bridge, but he’s late ]
Lois: I’m not saying it’s up there with a nice smile or a nice ass.
Bran: But –
Lois: I think punctuality is sexy.
[ Doorbell rings✨]
Anne: Oh. Nice smile, nice ass, and on time. May I present to you – the sexiest man alive –
[ Anne opens the door ]
Anne: [ Gasps ]
[ It’s not Red. It’s Liz, with a layer cake ]
Liz: Anne! Hey. Cindi. From the accident.
Anne: Of course. I’m sorry.
Liz: I just brought this by to thank you for being so nice about what happened.
Anne: Did you bake me a cake?
Liz: I hope you like red velvet. [[ Megan Boone’s favorite ]]
Anne: Oh, you are too thoughtful. Come in. Some friends and I are about to play some bridge.
Liz: No, I just came to drop that off. I don’t want to intrude.
[ Soft jazz playing on stereo ] [ Liz walks toward the staircase. She hangs a video recording device on the base of a lamp at the bottom of the staircase ]
Liz: Cute drawings!
Anne: Oh, thank you. You sure you don’t want to stay for a bit? To have a drink?
Liz: No. [ Chuckling ] I’m sure we’ll bump into each other again soon. Bye.
[ Liz leaves out the front door ]
Lois: So much for the sexiest man alive. I’m just saying I like punctuality.
Bran: Maybe his plane was delayed.
Lois: So, why hasn’t he called yet?
[ Liz monitors the video feed from Anne’s house: ]

[ Red opens the back door ]
Red: Only because I like to make a dramatic entrance.
Bran: Raymond! Hey.
[ Soft jazz playing ]
Red: I hope you’ll go easy on me tonight.
Bran: You’ll do fine. Gin and tonic?
Red: Yes.
Bran: We’ve gotten a head st–

[ The next morning. Anne’s kitchen ]
Anne: I found two pairs and a blanket.
Red: I found salami and cheese.
Anne: I’ll get a basket for the food and we’re good to go.
[ Liz is on the phone. The live feed from Anne’s house plays in the background ]
Liz: Yeah, the friend’s gone. It’s just him and the girlfriend. We gotta do this now.
[ Townsend is in an SUV ]
Townsend: We’re on our way. Have Arkham kill the power and land lines.
[ Liz is receiving the video feed from inside the “Chase County Water and Power” van which Red had seen in town the day before and which is now parked outside of Anne’s house ]
[ Arkham puts a gun into his work bag and gets out of the van ]
Townsend: And, Liz, remember to try and enjoy the moment.
Liz: Just get here before he senses something’s wrong.

[ Red looks out of the window. He notices the utility van and becomes suspicious ]
[ Anne has just retrieved two pairs of binoculars for their planned day of birdwatching ]
Anne: … What were you saying?
Red: Didn’t you say there was an excellent vegan sandwich shop in town? Why don’t you run into town, order for both of us? I’ll be ready to go when you get back.
Anne: Are you sure?
[ Anne leaves the house ] [ Door closes ]
[ Truck door closes, engine starts ] [ Anne drives off ]
[ Arkham is around the back of the house ]
[ Liz sees Red come outside to see what’s going on ]
Liz: No. No, no, no, no, no.
Red: Hey, there. … What seems to be the problem?
Arkham: … I just gotta check your ground wires. It’s standard.
Red: Okay. Very good. Vague but detailed enough. …
Arkham: Not sure what you mean.
[ Red’s look darkens ]
Red: You know what I mean.
Arkham: … I got the work order right here.
Red: Great.
[ Arkham unzips his work bag. Red sees the gun inside. He stabs Arkham in the gut with a chef’s knife from the kitchen ] [ Blade🔪plunges ]
Arkham: Ugh!
[ Red grabs Arkham from behind, and holds the knife at his throat ]
Red: How many are coming?
Arkham: ⋘⋙ Everyone.
[ Red slices Arkham’s throat and lets him fall. He grabs the gun from the bag and walks around the side of the house with the gun on full display. Liz gets into the driver’s seat and The “Water and Power” van takes off ] [ Tires squealing ] [⚡️Tires screech⚡️]

[ Red hurries to fetch Anne from the vegan sandwich shop ]
Anne: Raymond, what are you doing here? If you needed something else, you could’ve called me.
Red: I need you to come with me.
[ Liz returns to Anne’s house after Red leaves. Townsend and Vandyke are there ]
Liz: We’ve got to call it off. Did you hear me? He knows. Reddington knows we’re here.
Townsend: That changes nothing.
Liz: We’ll have other opportunities.
Vandyke: There was an incident in town, but they have eyes on Reddington.
Townsend: What kind of incident?
Vandyke: Landon. She’s gone.
Townsend: And Reddington?
Vandyke: He took the woman and went into the local police station.
[ Liz turns to address the Apparition of Mr Kaplan ]
Liz: No. I know what you’re thinking. They can’t do this. Innocent people will get hurt.
[ Mr Kaplan just looks at Liz ]
Townsend: Oh, Raymond. You do keep things interesting.
Vandyke: How you wanna handle this?
Townsend: Put Sagan on the police scanners and have him give us a timeframe. If we’re going to do this, it’s gonna happen now.
Liz: You’ve got to call it off. There are too many innocent people.
Townsend: Don’t you think maybe that’s why he’s there?
Liz: You can’t attack a police station!
Townsend: No space. Remember? Between what you want and what you’re willing to do to get it.
Liz: Innocent people will get killed.
Townsend: No space. None.
[ Mr Kaplan just looks at Liz ]

[José González’s ♪ “How Low” plays ]
[ Scenes of the attack on the police station play out ]
[ 💥💥💥 💥💥💥 Gunfire 💥💥💥 💥💥💥 ]
[ Liz is driving a vehicle, yelling at Townsend on her cellphone ]
Liz: Six people are dead!

♪ How low ♪

[ Flashback: ]
[ Lois runs out of the police station to retrieve the keys to the holding cell from the body of Officer Brandt, who has killed earlier in the assault ]
Red: No, no, no!
[ Lois is shot in the thigh, but she, Red and Anne make it to the cell just ahead of Townsend ]

♪ Are you willing to go
Before you reach all ♪

Liz: Innocent people. Killed and wounded.
[ Flashback: ]
[ Red talks to Townsend through the cracked bulletproof glass of the cell ]
Red: Take your men and your guns and your bloodshed and go. Then come find me when you’re ready, and I’ll show you the proper way to exact revenge.
[ Townsend listens to Liz from another vehicle ]
Liz: And for what? Nothing. I’m listening to the police scanner. He’s gone. They have no idea where.
[ Anne lets Red gets out of the trunk of the car where he was hiding, thanks to help from Lois ]
Townsend: I did what I had to do. You didn’t.
Anne: The man who came after you today –
Red: Neville Townsend.
Anne: He won’t stop, will he?
[ Red shakes his head ‘No’ ]
Liz: You’re right. There is space for me. Between what I want and what I’m willing to do to get it.
Townsend: That’s unacceptable.
Liz: Well, then maybe I’ll keep Reddington all to myself.
Townsend: You said he was gone.
Liz: He is. But I think I know how to find him.
[ Call ends ] [ Mr Kaplan is sits next to Liz ]
Mr Kaplan: Townsend was there, and he can’t see it – The magic trick, how Raymond got away. You weren’t there, but you know how he did it. Because it’s what you would have done.
[ Liz smiles at Mr Kaplan ]

♪ This means war, this means war ♪

Red: Is there somewhere you can go? And not to your daughter’s. They’ll anticipate that.
Anne: My friend Cindi, the one who made the cake. She has a cabin.
Red: See if you can go there.
[ After Red leaves, Anne calls someone, likely her daughter ]
Anne: Okay, sweetie. I’ll call you as soon as I know more. I love you. Be safe.

[ Knock on door ] [ Anne looks around. She grabs a knife from the counter ]
[ Knock on door ]

♪ Where to ♪

Anne: Who is it?
Liz: Anne? It’s me, Cindi.
Anne: Oh. Oh, thank God. I was just about to call you.
Liz: Are you okay? The whole town is talking about what happened.
Anne: It was awful. The whole thing. It was just – I have this friend. With me, he’s kind and decent, but he’s done some terrible things, and terrible people are after him.
Liz: Where is he – Your friend?

[ Red is driving on his way out of town ] [ He fiddles with the car radio ]
Man on radio: – another 10 days, uh – [ Click ✵ ]
Woman on radio: – starting to – [ Click ✵ ]
[ The next station is playing Merrilee Rush’s ♪ “Angel of the Morning” ]
Red: [ Chuckles ]

♪ I’m old enough to face the dawn
Just call me angel of the morning, angel ♪

[ Red flashes back to scenes of being with Anne ]
Red: Ah –

♪ Just touch my cheek before you leave me ♪

[ Red does a sudden U-turn ]

Anne: He says the people that are after him may come after me, and that’s why I was gonna call you. Your cabin. No one will look for me there. If I could just stay there, even just for a few days –
Liz: I-I wish that were possible. I really do. And maybe it can be, after you help me find Reddington.
[ Liz takes out her gun, but doesn’t point it at Anne ]
Liz: I need to know where he is.

♪ Maybe the sun’s light will be dim ♪

Anne: [ Gasps ] You’re one of them.
[ The Apparition of Mr Kaplan returns ]
Mr Kaplan: Yes.
Liz: No. But we do want the same thing.
Anne: He left. I don’t know where he went.
[ Knock on door ]

♪ Well, it was what I wanted now ♪

[ Door opens ]
Red: Anne? Annie –

♪ And if we’re victims of the night ♪

[ Liz grabs Anne’s arm and sticks her gun at Anne’s side ]
Red: Elizabeth.
Liz: Go on. Don’t let me stop you.
Red: Put the gun down.
Liz: Why’d you come back? What do you want?

♪ Of the morning, angel ♪

Liz: Do you want to tell her who you really are?
Anne: Raymond –
Red: It’s okay. Just stay calm.

♪ Just call me angel ♪

Liz: You and Kate underestimate me.
Red: Oh, so she’s here, too.
Liz: Do you see her?
Red: I do, without even having to look.
[ Mr Kaplan’s phantasm stands alongside Liz ]
Liz: His true identity is a secret, Anne. He’s never told me who he really is.

♪ If morning’s echo says we’ve sinned ♪

Liz: Maybe he will now, as a deathbed confession.
[ Liz points the gun at Red ]
Red: Let her go. She doesn’t have to be here for this.
Liz: Finally. We agree on something.
[ Anne throws herself at Liz. They struggle ] [ Grunting ]
Red: Anne!
[ Red runs toward them ]
[ Liz pushes Anne away. Anne falls, her head⚡️hitting⚡️the coffee table, shattering the glass and leaving blood on the corner. She rolls onto her back ]

♪ I won’t be blinded by the light
Just call me angel ♪

Red: Anne! Anne. Here.
[ Red flattens his cap and slides it under her head. Ignoring the fact Liz still has a gun, Red crouches over Anne, holding her face in his hands ]
Red: Hold on. Don’t move. Don’t move. Yeah. All right.
[ Anne is conscious but a pool of blood is forming under her head ]
Red: Just breathe. Hold on. Just hold on.

♪ Baby Just call me angel of the morning, angel ♪

[ Red dials 911 ]
Red: Yes. I-I need an ambulance. There’s been an accident at 429 Roslyn Place.
Mr Kaplan: [ To Liz ] This is your moment.
Red: Yes –
Mr Kaplan: Don’t hesitate. Raymond wouldn’t.
[ Liz looks at Red and Anne, almost in wonderment ]
Red: Anne, look at me. Stay with me. Look at me. Just focus on me. Look at me. That’s it. Stay with me.
[ Liz unlocks the gun’s safety ]
Mr Kaplan: That’s it. Pull the trigger. End this now.
Red: Stay with me.
Mr Kaplan: You can’t get your life back until you do.
Red: Stay with me. Stay with me. Anne. Anne.
[ The pool of blood widens ]

♪ Baby, baby Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby ♪

[ Abrupt end ]

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Episode Songs


♫ Tilly Tilly bom (Russian Lullaby)
By Violent Eve


♪ Тили-тили-бом
Закрой глаза скорее,
Кто-то ходит за окном,
И стучится в двери.

♪ Тили-тили-бом.
Кричит ночная птица.
Он уже пробрался в дом.
К тем, кому не спится.

♪ Он идет… Он уже близко…

♪ Тили-тили-бом.
Ты слышишь, кто-то рядом?
Притаился за углом,
И пронзает взглядом.

♪ Тили-тили-бом.
Все скроет ночь немая.
За тобой крадется он,
И вот-вот поймает.

♪ Он идет… Он уже близко…

♪ Тили-тили-бом.
Ты слышишь, кто-то рядом?
Притаился за углом,
И пронзает взглядом.

Russian Pronunciation:

♪ Tili-tili-bom
Zakroy glaza skoreye
Kto-to khodit za oknom
I stuchitsya v dveri

♪ Tili-tili-bom
Krichit nochnaya ptitsa
On uzhe probralsya v dom
K tem, komu ne spitsya

♪ On idet… On uzhe .. Blizko…

♪ Tili-tili-bom
Ty slyshish’, kto-to ryadom?
Pritailsya za uglom
I pronzayet vzglyadom

♪ Tili-tili-bom
Vse skroyet noch’ nemaya
Za toboy kradetsya on
I vot-vot poymayet

♪ On idet… On uzhe .. Blizko…

♪ Tili-tili-bom
Ty slyshish’, kto-to ryadom?
Pritailsya za uglom
I pronzayet vzglyadom


♪ Tili-tili-bom
Close your eyes rather
Someone goes outside the window,
and knock at the door.

♪ Tili-tili-bom.
Screams night bird.
He had already made ​​his way into the house.
For those who can not sleep.

He goes… He already… close …

♪ Tili-tili-bom.
You hear someone nearby?
lurking around the corner,
and pierces the eye.

♪ Tili-tili-bom.
All hide silent night. i
For you it is stolen,
and is about to catch.

He goes… He is already… close …

♪ Tili-tili-bom.
You hear someone nearby?
lurking around the corner,
and pierces the eye.

Lyrics: (Russian and English) http://bit.ly/3vttOIH
Lyrics: (Russian pronunciation): http://bit.ly/2PkuVuJ
YouTube: https://youtu.be/BDMmj5WgB8c%5D


♫ Fa-Fa-Fa
By Datarock

♪ I need a shot
I need a shot of ambition
I need a hit
I need a hit of nutrition
I need a fix
I need to fix my ignition
If you want to whip me into shape
I need a plan or a mission

♪ Cause I’m gonna ride fast, going nowhere
And I left my brain in the past
I’m gonna ride fast
To where I don’t care

♪ I need a shot (shot!)
I need a shot of ambition
I need a hit (hit!)
I need a hit of nutrition
I need a fix (fix!)
I need to fix my ignition
If you want to whip me into shape
I need a plan or a mission

♪ Cause I’m gonna ride fast, going nowhere
And I left my brain in the past
I’m gonna ride fast
To where I don’t care

♪ Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa

♪ I need a shot (fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa)
I need a shot of ambition
I need a hit (fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa)
I need a hit of nutrition
I need a fix (fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa)
I need to fix my ignition (fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa)
If you want to whip me into shape (fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa)
I need a plan or a mission (fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa)

♪ Cause I’m gonna ride fast, going nowhere
And I left my brain in the past
I’m gonna ride fast
To where I don’t care

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3sKKGZr
Youtube: https://youtu.be/N6xoFhkthls


♫ How Low
By José Gonzalez

♪ How low are you willing to go
Before you reach all your selfish goals
Punch line after punch line
Leaving us sore, leaving us sore

♪ Absorbed in your ill hustling
Feeding a monster, just feeding a monster
Invasion after invasion
This means war, this means war

♪ Someday you’ll be up to your knees
In the shit you see
All the gullible that you mislead
Won’t be up for it

♪ Where to, will you relocate
Now that it’s war, now that it’s war

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3ecDaBd
YouTube: https://youtu.be/r9Iz3cxwcwI


♫ Angel of the Morning
By Merrilee Rush

♪ There’ll be no strings to bind your hands
Not if my love can’t bind your heart
And there’s no need to take a stand
For it was I who chose to start
I see no need to take me home
I’m old enough to face the dawn

♪ Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Then slowly turn away

♪ Maybe the sun’s light will be dim
And it won’t matter anyhow
If morning’s echo says we’ve sinned
Well, it was what I wanted now
And if we’re victims of the night
I won’t be blinded by the light

♪ Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Then slowly turn away
I won’t beg you to stay with me
Through the tears of the day, of the years
Baby, baby, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)

Lyrics and Credits: http://bit.ly/3edFOH9
YouTube: https://youtu.be/bUX8oZVfvsA

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🔴 Script 8:15 The Russian Knot

Program air date: 4/30/2021in the US
Script Permalink: https://wp.me/pDKwi-bki
Entertainment Weekly Recap: http://bit.ly/2QAMGGJ

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Director: Juan Avella
Written by: Katie Bockes



Brief (Where we’re at): Red’s lover Anne is dead, having hit her head on a table as she tried to stop Liz from shooting Red. When Liz shoved her away, Anne’s head crashed into a glass-topped table, shattering the glass and leaving blood on the wooden frame. Red ran to her side and crouched over her as her eyes dimmed, a large pool of blood spreading from her head. Dembe had warned Red that getting involved with Anne would only hurt her, but Red had ignored him.

Liz had found out about Red’s frequent trips to Cottonwood Fall, Kansas, by recruiting Dembe’s daughter, Isabella, to plant a listening device on Dembe’s parka. Then she showed up in the town and rammed Anne’s car in a parking lot, using their exchange of insurance information to snap a photo of Anne’s driver’s license to get her address, which she shared with Neville Townsend who was once her mother’s enemy, but is now Liz’s partner-in-crime. Liz has come close to convincing Townsend that Red, not her mother, is the real N-13, the mysterious Russian operative in possession of the Sikorsky Archive. Some contents of the Archive had been disclosed, which exposed the fact the Vory (the Russian mafia) were shipping contraband through ports controlled by Townsend. The Vory killed Townsend’s family, but Townsend pinned the ultimate blame on N-13.

So Townsend was more than happy to join Liz in Cottonwood Falls to corner Red at Anne’s. But Red noticed a suspicious van outside of Anne’s house. He sent Anne into town and then investigated, confronting the man, named Arkham, who confessed that “everyone” was there for the operation; then Red slit his throat. The van took off as soon as Red appeared. Liz was driving. The van was fully equipped with video monitoring equipment accessing a camera planted by Liz when she dropped off a “so-sorry-I-crashed-your-car” cake for Anne the day before.

Throughout the episode, Liz has two voices in her head delivering essentially the same message: to beat Red, she must be utterly ruthless. One voice is from an Apparition of the dead Mr Kaplan, who says she had failed Liz by not playing by Red’s rules. (Mr Kaplan’s appearance as a ‘guide’ suggests Liz is losing it.) The other voice is Townsend, who says there can be “no space” between what you want to do and what you will do to get it. Liz fails this test: 1) She vomits after her Cyranoid kills Mary Bremmer. 2) She screams at Townsend about the innocents killed in the assault on the police station. And 3) she cannot bring herself to watch to the end as Townsend has Dr Perillo torture Red. At this point, Townsend gives up on her, but she brags she can get to Red on her own.

Then Liz fails the test a fourth time: which is when she shows up at Anne’s house soon after Red has left, showing her gun and demanding to know where he is. Anne says she doesn’t know, but at that momen Red comes in the door. He had intended to leave, but did a sudden U-turn snd headed back. So Liz first threatens Anne and then Red with the gun. After Anne’s fall. as Red tends to her, he is vulnerable. Even with the phantasmagoric Mr Kaplan hounding Liz to shoot Red, Liz won’t. Or can’t. So she fails a fourth time to be “as ruthless as [Red] is.” For now, at least.


⭕ Script 8:15 The Russian Knot

[ New York City ] [ Horns honking ]
[ Neville Townsend’s aide/nurse, Blake Brown, leads Liz down a hall in Townsend’s mansion ]
Blake Brown: Please hurry, Ms. Keen. He doesn’t like to be kept waiting.
Liz: Is this how it works around here? [ Snaps her fingers ] He snaps his fingers and everyone just trembles?
Blake: If they have any sense.
[ They arrive at the conference room. Blake Brown turns to leave ]
Liz: Aren’t you coming?
Blake: Mm.
[ Footsteps depart ]
[ Liz opens the door. A disturbing scene greets her. Four of Townsend’s men are on their knees with plastic bags over their heads, writhing and struggling to breathe ]
Neville Townsend: [ Dramatically ] Ah. Thank God you’re here. The boys and I were chatting about failed expectations. I’ll catch you up. First I said– “Kansas was an awful bloodbath, and, sure, that was fun, but you let Reddington get away.” Then they said, “So sorry. We promise to do better next time. Please, Neville, what about my wife and kids?” To which I said, “Wife and kids? What about my wife? What about my kids?”
[ Townsend then stabs one of the men in the side ] [ Knife 🔪 plunges ] [ The man falls to the ground ]
[ Man grunts ]
Liz: You’re insane!
[ Liz tries the leave, but two men grab her and throw her down on her knees ]
[ Liz grunts ]
Townsend: Why? Because I stabbed a man who was suffocating? I suppose that was rather crazy of me. Almost as crazy as partnering with an FBI agent.
Liz: No – No!
[ Another man falls to the floor, out of air ]
Townsend: You find him at his girlfriend’s.
[ Another man passes out ]
[ Townsend signals to one of his men, who throws a plastic bag over Liz’s head ]
Townsend: You have him at gunpoint, but somehow he gets away. Why is that? Why don’t I have everything you promised me, Agent Keen?
[ Townsend pulls the bag off of Liz’s head ]
Liz: [ Gasps, coughs ] I have a lead. On Reddington. I can prove he’s N-13 and that he’s in communication with the Russians. [ Coughs ]
Townsend: Do you, now? I suppose there’s only one way to find out. Go. Pursue. Live the dream. But, Elizabeth–
Liz: [ Gasps for air ]
[ Townsend grabs Liz’s face by the chin ]
Townsend: Don’t disappoint me again.
[ Townsend pushes Liz to the floor ] [ All four of the men have passed out ]

[ At the park in New York City where Red met Anne, Red sits on a bench in the shadow of trees with intertwining branches ] [ Birds chirping ]
[ Red remembers happy and tragic scenes with Anne: dancing with her; her struggle with Liz in which, trying to protect Red from Liz’s gun, she fought with her and fell, cracking her head against a coffee table ]

[ Flashback: ]
[ Red dials 911. He crouches over Anne, her face in his hands ]
Red: [ Echoing ] Anne? Stay with me.

[ Dembe walks over. He sits on the bench alongside Red ] [ Birds chirping ]
Dembe: Belsky reached out. He said it’s urgent.
Red: Anne had a daughter. Has a daughter.
Dembe: You must put that behind you. Belsky has information that concerns Townsend and Elizabeth.
Red: [ Absently ] Then I suppose we’ll act on it.
Dembe: Raymond, there’s something else. Paula called.
[ Paula’s son,Glen “Jelly Bean” Carter, is now deceased, having died of West Nile virus ]
Red: Glen’s mother, Paula?
Dembe: Yes. She wanted you to call or come by the house. And then she said something about “new irons in the fire.” Hot ones, she said.
Red: [ Laughs ] Oh, my God. Sounds like she’s dating.
Dembe: [ Chuckles ] That’s what I said. And she laughed and said [ imitating her ], “No, nothing like that. This is business. Serious business.” And then she said, “Alright, then, Dembe. I’ll see you and Raymond at the house.”
Dembe: What happened to Bill and Steven?
[ “Bill and Steven” were the aliases by which Glen Carter’s mother had long known Red and Dembe ]
Dembe: She knows, Raymond.
Red: Oh, my.

[ Red and Dembe visit Professor Belsky. Belsky is preparing a lecture about Histiaeus (Wikipedia), an Ancient Greek tyrant from the Sixth Century BCE ]
Red: Histiaeus. What’s to be learned from him, other than tyranny and duplicity?
Professor Belsky: There you have it. The history of mankind – Tyranny and duplicity.
Red: [ Chuckles ] You’ve come a long way from the Eighth Directorate, comrade– Uh, Professor Belsky.
[ The Eighth Chief Directate was the division of the KGB that “monitored/managed national, foreign, and overseas communications, cryptologic equipment, and research and development” ]
Red: Although I see your affinity for authoritarians hasn’t changed.
Professor Belsky: Histiaeus wanted to organize a revolt but feared discovery by the Persians, so he shaved the hair of his favorite slave and had the treasonous message tattooed on his head. When the hair grew back, he sent him off to spread the word, which became the first recorded act of steganography in warfare. Of course, my KGB ciphers are no more relevant today than tattooing a head, so you can imagine my surprise when I stumbled across this.
[ Professor Belsky hands Red a piece of paper on a clipboard ]

[ In the kitchen of his restaurant, Red shares with Cooper what Professor Belsky gave him. It’s a photo of a billboard: ]

Madam Zorba

Call today for better future 202-022-1967 $5.99/min.
Love is a knot that even
Death cannot untie.

Cooper: I don’t understand. Are you getting leads from a psychic now?
Red: To predict the future? I don’t know, Harold. At $5.99 a minute, Madame Zorba might be a bargain at twice the price. If there was a Madam Zorba. But there isn’t.
Cooper: You’re showing me a fake ad?
Red: It’s not an ad. It’s a message. A code that I believe Townsend and Elizabeth may be using to communicate with an associate.
Cooper: “Love is a knot that even death cannot untie.” It sounds more like a Hallmark card than a code.
Red: Having failed to kill me, I suspect Elizabeth and Townsend may be planning to move against those around me – In my world and possibly in yours.
Cooper: Her fight is with you, not us.
Red: Yes, but you’re with me, and she’s with Townsend, who takes great pride in displaying his utter disregard for human life. “Love is a knot” isn’t an aphorism. It’s a clue to decrypting the code. As you well know, during the Cold War, nobody mastered the art of clandestine communication better than the Soviets, their pièce de résistance being a cipher machine capable of encrypting or decrypting text into 10 different languages. The Russian Knot. The Kremlin destroyed most of them just prior to the fall of the Soviet Union, so Lord knows how Townsend got his hands on one, but clearly he did, and if we want to decrypt that message, we need to get one, too.
Cooper: Somehow I don’t think this is something we can order on Amazon.
Red: The only other machine I know of is on display in a museum in Minsk. Beautiful city. Amazing opera house. I’d forgotten how beautiful until yesterday.
Cooper: You were just in Minsk?
Red: Yes. In order to make a generous donation to said museum from a private collection.

[ Flashback: ]
[ Minsk, Belarus ]
Red: [ To Museum Director ] Nana was born in Minsk. I can think of no better way to honor her passing than with this gift.

Cooper: You gave the museum a Cézanne?
Red: A stolen one, which, like all good and greedy bureaucrats, they’re trying to decide whether to report. Imagine their embarrassment when the FBI finds it in their possession.
Cooper: You donated the painting. Now you want us to go and get it back.
Red: Yes. Along with the Russian Knot.
Cooper: And why would they give us that?
Red: Last I checked, your country had sanctions in place against both the president of Belarus and his son. They’re not giving you anything.
Cooper: You want us to steal it.
Red: Of course. What the hell do you think we’ve been talking about?

[ In the war room of the Post Office, Aram brings up images of the internal mechanics of the Russian Knot encryptor ]
Aram: Okay, this cipher machine is actually pretty fascinating. You use the little keyboard to type up your message, which it then jumbles into a random series of letters. Then, on the receiving end, you need another machine to turn the gobbledygook back into regular text.
Ressler: Okay, but this thing’s like 50 years old. I mean, can’t you crack the billboard code without it?
Aram: Well, it’s not exactly Orphan Annie’s decoder ring. The complexity of the Knot’s algorithm compounds every letter after it is entered, netting us a trillion, trillion, trillion–
[ Key clacks,🔅beeping🔅] –different possibilities.
Park: I know we’d like to find out what Keen and Townsend are up to, but are we really talking about robbing the Belarusian War Museum?
Aram: I, uh– I feel like we’ve done worse.
Cooper: Reddington made it clear there’s no diplomatic angle here. Townsend has illicit relationships with the Council of Ministers. If we reach out for help, he’ll be tipped.
Ressler: Yeah, but to what? We don’t even know what Keen’s planning.
[ Liz is planning an operation with Max Ruddiger, a munitions expert who formerly worked for Red but was tortured by Townsend and is now working for him. They are in a concrete-walled building ]
Liz: Okay, Ruddiger, what do ya got?
Max Ruddiger: [ Chuckles ] This bores through rock using ultrasonic vibrations.
[ Gadget 🌀 whirring 🌀]
Max: Ha ha! Hell of a lot quieter, too.
Liz: It’s not very deep.
Esi Jackson: Don’t we need to get through two feet of concrete?
[ Esi Jackson, a private investigator, has flipped allegiances several times, but is now assisting Liz ]
Max: Only needs to be deep enough for the SCDA to do its thing and to keep me out of the boss’s heavy bag. Of course, what you gain in noise reduction, you lose in predictability. It takes time to heat up and expand, for the pressure to build, until finally – Boom!
Liz: Talk to me about access.
[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: Once we’re in, we need a way to smuggle the cipher device out.
Aram: The lab’s mocking up a fake to leave in its place as we speak.
Agent Alina Park: We’ll need to loop the security feeds to make the swap.
Ressler: Okay, but how do we gain entry into their security passage?
Esi: Silva Terzian. Immigrated from Armenia. Gets a tea at the same café every morning before she goes to work.
Liz: She’s our in.
[ 💨Boom💨 ]
Max: Ho-ho! [ Chuckles ]
Liz: Pack it up. It’s time to go.
Aram: Wait. Like, now? Why so soon?
Cooper: The breach happens Friday night. That’s when the museum is hosting its fundraiser. Staff won’t like the FBI presence, won’t want to cause a scene in front of the donors, which means they’re more likely to fall for our diversion.
[ Silva Terzian picks up her morning tea from a counter ]
Woman behind counter: Enjoy.
Silva Terzian; Thanks.
[ Liz runs into Silva, knocking her purse on the floor. Contents go scattering ] [ Clattering ]
Liz: Oh! I am so sorry!
Silva: No, it’s okay.
Liz: Let me help you with that.
Silva: Don’t– Don’t worry about it.
[ Liz scoops up Silva’s stuff, deftly running her museum ID through a card reader ]
Liz: Oh, hey! You forgot your wallet.
Silva: Thank you.
Cooper: Anyone unclear? Any questions?
Park: I think the big question is, what’s Liz really up to?
Cooper: If we’re successful in bringing this device home from Minsk, we have a good shot at finding out.

[ The War Museum in Minsk, Belarus ]
[ Cooper, Ressler, Aram and Park walk through the museum wearing their jackets emblazoned “FBI.” People grow quiet and stare as they pass ]
One Security Guard to another: [ Speaking Russian ] Something wrong?
[ Outside the museum, Liz, Max and Esi find a card reader. Liz uses Silva Terzian’s ID to open the door ]
[ Beep🔅]
Liz: [ On comms ] Let me know if we have a problem.
[ Esi is in a van in the parking lot, directing the group’s movement using GPS ]
Esi: At the terminus, go left. Then straight ahead 200 feet. Once you’re on site, you need to be 12 feet, 2 inches off the center of the north wall.
Museum Director: Your credentials appear to be in order, but I’m afraid you’re in the wrong country.
Cooper: I go wherever he takes me.
[ Cooper shows the Museum Director a photo of Red ]
Cooper: Notorious fugitive Raymond Reddington. I’m told you accepted a stolen painting from him.
[ Some attendees overhear and exchange glances ]
Museum Director: He called himself Lloyd Wilke.
Cooper: I could alert INTERPOL. I’m sure they’d love to swarm your museum and arrest you as an accomplice after the fact. But that might kill the mood of this lovely evening.
Museum Director: Yes. That would be terrible.
Cooper: Or you could have your people show my team your security feeds while I look at that Cézanne.
[ Liz’s crew goes through another door ] [🔅Beeping🔅] [ They set up a ladder and Max begins working on the ceiling ] [ 🌀Whirring🌀 ]
Esi: Four minutes.
Liz: Alright. You get started. I got the sensors.
[ 🌀Whirring 🌀 ]
[ Aram walks alongside a Belarusian Security Officer ]
Aram: Beautiful city, by the way. It’s true what they say. Minsk isn’t just concrete. There is some really beautiful concrete.
Ressler: Hey, Aram. It’s Cooper. Something about a legal attaché. We’ll catch up in a second. Aram: Alright.
[ Ressler and Park turn around ]
[ Aram and the Security Officer arrive at the security office ]
Security Officer: [ In Russian : ] We need to pull up the logs from Tuesday afternoon.
Guard: What for? Who’s this?
Security Officer: American cowboy. Real big gun.
[ Guards chuckle ]
Aram: Not trying to cowboy anyone, guys. Just want to take a quick peek at the footage.
[ Keyboard clacking ]
[ Aram briefly steps behind a server deck and inserts an external drive ]
[ Max continues working with the ultrasonic drill on the ceiling [ 🌀Whirring🌀 ]
[ Keyboard clacking ]
Aram [ Speaking Russian ]: [ Chuckling ] Excuse me. Where is the rest room? Small bladder. Friends call me ~ “Peanut.” ]
Security Officer: On the left.
[ Aram leaves ]
Security Officer: [ In Russian : ] Fool.

[ Liz flips a switch ] [ Beep🔅]
Liz: [ On comms ] Sensors are down.
[ Thud ] [ Footsteps ] [ Liz looks out of the room. Someone wearing an FBI jacket walks down the hall ]
Liz: They’re here.
Esi: Who’s here?
Liz: The Task Force.
Max: What the hell are they doing here?
Liz: What do you think? Reddington must have sent them to get the device before we can. We have to hurry.
[ Door closes ]
Ressler: Hey, Aram, we’re in place.
Aram: Okay, just give me a minute to record enough footage to loop the feeds.
[ Max is drilling holes in a circular pattern drawn on the ceiling ] [ 🌀Whirring🌀 ]
[ Aram pulls his head out of a utility cabinet in the bathroom and opens his laptop ]
[ In the security office, the Security Officer and Guard are watching the surveillance feeds ]
Guard: [ In Russian ] That’s him? In the hat?
Security Officer: Yes. That’s him. ⋘⋙ Where’s Peanut?
Aram: Okay. The cameras are bypassed. You’re good to go.
[ Ressler and Park head out ]
Liz: Hurry, hurry.
Max Ruddiger: Okay. Any minute now.
[ Liz’s cellphone vibrates ]
Max: Don’t answer that. It’s about to blow.
[ Cellphone opens ]
Liz: What– Hello?
Neville Townsend: I just had a dream about you.
Liz: I’m sorry, Neville. Now’s not a good time.
Townsend: No, don’t interrupt or I’ll forget. I was at a wedding, about to greet the bride and groom, but everyone was crying. And suddenly I realized – This isn’t a wedding. It’s a funeral.
[ Ressler and Park have repositioned themselves near the Russian Knot is on display under a clear case ]
Ressler: Aram, we’re ready to open the case. Are the sensors down?
Aram: Uh, guys? This is weird, but the sensors are already off.
Townsend: I hate funerals. I’m absolutely squeamish about open caskets. I was terrified. And that’s when I felt someone squeeze my hand. And it was you. You were holding my hand. And I wasn’t afraid anymore. Oh, and guess who was in the casket.
Liz: I don’t know.
Townsend: Reddington. And he looked hideous, all sunken and yellow.
Liz: I’m sorry, Neville. I really have to–
Townsend: I know I was harsh before, but this dream is a good sign. I am rooting for you, Elizabeth.
Liz: I gotta go. [ Beep🔅] He said he had a dream about me.
Max: He is creepy.
[ The room where Ressler and Park are about to open the case with the Russian Knot begins to shake ]
[ Rumbling ] [ ⚡️Glass clinking⚡️ ]
Ressler: What the hell’s going on?
[ 💥💨💥Boom💥💨💥 ] [ The circle of floor on which the Russian knot rests collapses ]
[ Ressler walks over and looks down and sees Liz. Liz looks up and sees Ressler ]
[ Liz’s crew puts the device into a duffle bag ]
Liz: Okay. Run!
[ They run ]

[ Liz and Max run. Suddenly, Max stops ]
Max: Ahh!
Liz: What are you doing?
Max: The badge. I left it in the furnace room.
Liz: Forget the badge!
Max: We can’t get through the security gate without it.
Liz: We’ll go on foot!
Max: I’ll be back. I’ll meet you in the van.
Liz: Ugh.

Park: [ Running ] It’s her. She’s in the building. Keen’s got the cipher!
Ressler: Aram, tell me you have eyes.
Aram: Got her. Basement, near the east stairwell. Agent Park is right around the corner.
[ Liz and Park collide ] [ Liz drops the duffle as they prepare to duke it out ]
Aram: Oh, no.
[ Aram grabs his laptop and leaves the bathroom ]
[ Liz and Park fight ] [⚡️👊🏼⚡️ Grunting ⚡️👊⚡️ ]
[ Cooper is with the Museum Director, admiring the Cézanne ]
Cooper: It really is a lovely piece.
[ Classical music playing ]

[ Up-tempo music playing ] [ Liz and Park continue fighting until Max appears and clobbers Park with the ultrasonic drill ] [ ⚡️Thud⚡️ ]
Park: Ahh! [ Grunting ]
( Park ✨goes down✨ ]
Liz: [ Gasping ]
Max: I always wanted a hero moment. I got the badge. Let’s go! Grab the Knot!
Liz: Yeah, I got it. I’m right behind you.

[ Ressler turns a corner ] [ Gun cocks ✵ ] [ Liz points her gun at Ressler ]
Ressler: Where’s Park? What – are you gonna shoot me? For this?
Liz: You don’t understand. I’m dead without the device that’s in that bag.
Ressler: Shoot me, then. Show me there’s nothing left of the old Elizabeth Keen.
Liz: The cipher. I have to have it.
Ressler: Why? You mean for Townsend so we can’t read his messages?
Liz: Townsend? He doesn’t know I’m– Why would you say that?
Esi: [ On phone ] Liz, where are you? Liz, we need to go right now.
[ Liz leaves without the duffle ]
[ Ressler finds Park ] [ Aram shows up ]
Ressler: Park! Hey.
[ He helps her sit up ]
Aram: Is she okay?
[ Park sits up ]
Park: Yeah. I’m okay.
Aram: Where’s Liz? Where’d she go?
[ Liz runs out of the building and gets into the van ] [⚡️Tires squeal⚡️ ] [ The van leaves ]

Museum Director: You’re not taking the painting?
Cooper: My concern is finding Reddington. Agents from our Art Theft unit will be in touch, and they’ll want to discuss the details.
[ Cooper sees Ressler ]
Cooper: Excuse me.
[ Excited murmuring ] [ A crowd gathers around the hole in the floor ]
Ressler: We got a problem.
Cooper: What kind of problem?
Ressler: A Liz Keen problem.

[ Red and Dembe sit at Paula Carter‘s dining room table. Paul is the mother of Glen Carter, Red’s long+time tracker, now deceased. Her nickname for him was “Jelly Bean.” Like the actor who played him, Clark Middleton, Glen died unexpectedly of West Nile virus. Glen’s funeral was described in 8:6 The Wellstone Agency ]
Paula Carter: My pumpkin cheesecake thumbprints are sort of legendary. They were Glen’s favorite.
Dembe: Thank you, Paula.
Red: Yes. Thank you, Paula.
Paula: You’re welcome, Steve, Bill.
Red: Paula, is there anything you’d like to tell us?
Paula: I used canned pumpkin.
Red: Ahh. ⋘⋙ You know who I am.
Paula: I do. I am so sorry. I know it’s a big secret.
Red: How did you find out, Paula?
Paula: I found this under Jelly’s bed.
[ Paula hands Red a thick document, about 300 pages long. Red looks at the title: “My Man Ray” ]
Paula: I say “manuscript,” but it’s really more of a memoir.
Red: Glen was writing a book?
Psula: About your time together, the hijinks and shenanigans. Oh, don’t worry. I don’t think he sent it to any publishers yet.
Red: I can’t believe this.
Dembe: I can.
Paula: Me too! It makes a whole lot more sense than Jelly being Huey Lewis’ muse!
Red: Paula, why are you telling me all of this now?
Paula: That’s the thing. I’ve been retired from Ma Bell for some time now, and I’ve been keeping to my budget, but after Jelly died, without his income, um, things have gotten sort of–
tight. Now, I-I’m not asking for a handout. I went back to work at the phone company part-time, but if you could maybe lend me–
Red: How much do you need?
[ Red thumbs through a wad of $100 bills ]
Paula: $172. And I’ll pay it back with interest. Or I could work it off, pressing that suit or maybe cooking you two a nice cream can dinner.
[ Red offers her several thousand dollars ]
Red: Well, that does sound nice, but, Paula, this is a gift – One I offer you in exchange for your continued discretion.
Paula: No gifts. I have to insist on paying you back.
Red: Then let’s just say I’m purchasing Glen’s manuscript.
[ He offers Paula the entire stack of bills ]
Paula: Well, that would mean a lot to him.
Red: You say you’ve gone back to work at the phone company?
Paula: Yeah, the cellular one, the big one. 18 hours a week now. Why do you ask?
[ Red smiles and raises his eyebrows ]

[ Cooper and the task force are in the museum’s furnace room examining the hole in the ceiling
Museum Director: What on earth?
Cooper: Reddington must have donated the painting so he could case the museum.
Museum Director: What do you think he was after?
Park: The Russian Knot. That machine is one-of-a-kind.
Cooper: Lucky we stopped him.
Museum Director: Yes. Thank God for the FBI.
Cooper: Your local police are gonna want to secure the area. We should clear everyone out.
[ Aram walks by with a duffle bag ]
Cooper: Tell me that was the fake.
Ressler: Hm. Thank God for the FBI.

[ The task force has returned to the Post Office ] [ Cooper updates Red, who is at Paula’s ]
Cooper: We got the device, and the Art Theft unit got the Cézanne.
Red: Excellent. Please tell me you made it to the opera.
Cooper: We didn’t. Keen made sure of that.
Red: Oh, of course. She was there.
Cooper: That’s what I can’t square – Is the “of course” of it all. You told me that she and Townsend were using one of these devices to encrypt their communiqués, that you’d intercepted those communiqués but couldn’t decrypt them unless we went to Minsk and got the other device.
Red: Something Elizabeth would never have wanted you to do.
Cooper: What I can’t square is how she knew we were doing it.
Ressler: Or why, when I mentioned Townsend’s name, Keen acted like he had no idea she was there.
Red: Well, I can’t speak to any of that, but all that matters is that you have the device and I have the ability to show you how to use it to read the text on that billboard, which I’ll do as soon as I finish with a pressing appointment.
Cooper: More pressing than stopping Townsend and finding Elizabeth?
Red: For the moment. [ Beep🔅]
[ Paula comes in, holding an envelope ]
Red: Paula, tell me something good.
Paula: Well, you know Ernie in billing has had his eye on me since his missus passed, so I took him up on an offer to have dinner at Perkins. I sort of sweet-talked him. Anyway, I told him I did one of those spit tests, found out I had a half-sister, and was just desperate to get an address.
[ Paula hands Red the envelope ]
Paula: Emma Foster. Date of birth, address, phone number.
Red: And he just went and got it for you?
Paula: I always told Jelly you get more bees with honey.
Red: You are the bee’s knees, Paula. [ Chuckles ]
[ Red finds another slip of paper in the envelope ]
Red: Oh, and what’s this?
Paula: A receipt from Perkins. If it’s not too much, I’d like to get reimbursed for the chicken dinner. Ernie wanted to go Dutch.
Red: Ugh. Ernie.

[ Ressler’s office ] [ Cellphone rings✨]
Ressler: Ressler.
Liz: Reddington’s lying to you.
Ressler: You want to tell me about it? How about you turn yourself in?
Liz: He told you I wanted the device to keep him from reading messages between me and Townsend.
Ressler: Yeah, a theory you proved by trying to prevent us from getting it.
Liz: I wasn’t there to keep you from reading my messages. I was there to get it so that I could read his.
Ressler: Wait. The billboard’s his?
Liz: Billboard? I don’t know anything about a billboard. What I know is Reddington uses the Knot to decrypt messages in classified ads in The Washington Post.
Ressler: If he’s decrypting messages using a Russian Knot, then why send us to Minsk to get another one?
Liz: So that I couldn’t read what he and his handler are saying to each other. That’s who he’s talking to. If I can prove he’s talking to the Russians–
Ressler: You can prove he’s N-13.
Liz: I am not the enemy. He is. Please. Let me prove it to you.

[ The war room of the Post Office ]
Cooper: Keen wants to meet.
Agent Park: What she wants is to destroy the device so we can’t know what she and Townsend are planning.
Ressler: No, I think she wants to use the device to prove that Reddington’s communicating with his Russian handler.
Aram: I feel like we should at least hear her out.
Park: You think we should give her a big hug.
Aram: She probably needs one. Look, the Russian Knot is a relic of the Cold War that creates an analog code. Newspaper classifieds barely exist anymore. This sounds a lot more like Mr. Reddington than it does Agent Keen or Neville Townsend.
Cooper: I appreciate your reluctance, Agent Park, but if there’s a chance this could finally prove that Reddington’s a Russian agent, I think we need to hear what Agent Keen has to say.
Ressler: She’s gonna want to know that I have your word on this, that we’re not gonna double-cross her.
Cooper: You have it. Now call her back.

[ Ressler steps away from the group ]
[ Phone clicks, speed-dialing ]
Ressler: Cooper signed off. Tell me how this is gonna work.
Liz: Grab a pen. And listen carefully.
[ Cooper also places a call ]
Cooper: This is Assistant Director Harold Cooper, authorization code 39587. I need to requisition a team for surveillance and apprehension.

[ Red knocks on a door ]
Emma Foster: Who is it?
Red: Emma Foster?
Emma: Who’s asking?
Red: My name is Farwell Smith. Your mother’s attorney.
Emma: You worked with my mom?
[ Emma opens the door but leaves the chain guard engaged ]
Red: I helped her with some of her estate planning.
Emma: She never mentioned you.
Red: Most of my clients don’t mention me to their children. Wills and trusts can be awkward. It’s all part of the job, in order to deliver a little bit of good news at an otherwise mournful time.
Emma: M-Mournful?
Red: I’m– I’m sorry. I thought you knew. Anne passed away. I am so sorry for your loss.
[ Emma closes the door, unlocks the chain guard and lets Red in ]

[ A park ] [ Ressler calls Liz for instructions ]
Ressler: Hey, Keen. I’m here.
Liz: There’s a man selling pretzels at the 72nd street crossover above the fountain. Buy one.
Cooper: He’s headed into the park. Keen knows our vehicles will have to pull back. Beta team, stand down.
Park: Delta, can you go on foot?
[ Near the pretzel stand, Esi is waiting ]
Esi: Drop your cell in the trash.
[ Ressler complies ]
Esi: Down the steps, by the fountain.
Cooper: I don’t have a visual. Somebody get me eyes.
Park: Beta, clear emergency access.
[ Ressler finds Liz seated on a concrete bench which circles the fountain ]
Ressler: So you have bodyguards now.
Liz: Is that it?
Ressler: You have Reddington’s ad?
[ Ressler takes the Russian Knot out of his duffel ] [ [ Zipping ]
Liz: Did Reddington tell you how he knew I’d be in Minsk?
Ressler: I think he thinks I told you. Guess that’s the romantic in him.
[ Whirring ⚙️]
Liz: Okay. Enter the number first.
Ressler: That belong to your mother? Please tell me that you at least tried calling that.
Liz: It’s not a phone number. It’s a key meant to orient the machine’s settings. And, yes, this book belonged to my mother, along with a storage locker filled with half-solved clues about Reddington and a series of encrypted messages.
Ressler: There’s more than one?
Liz: And if we can decrypt this one, we can decrypt all of them.
Ressler: Okay. Now what?
Liz: The circled letters, in order.
[ The Delta Team is waiting in a van ]
Delta team leader: I have eyes. Should we move in?
Cooper: Yes, but keep your distance until units are in place. We don’t know what kind of protection she has, and I want to keep this clean.
Liz: –C.M.A. That’s it.
[ The machine computes ⚙️] [ Clicking ]
Ressler: You okay? Keen, what is it?
Liz: I don’t know how Reddington knew I was coming. I don’t know how he knows half the things he does. But I do know that I’m right about this. I just wish you’d believe me.
Ressler: I do believe you.
Liz: [ Scoffs ] I wish you didn’t need proof.
[ The machine computes ⚙️] [ Clicking ] [ Clicking stops ]
[ The machine prints out a paper strip ]
Ressler: That’s the message? Numbers?
Liz: I don’t understand.
Ressler: Maybe we did it wrong. I mean, maybe we need to try again.
[ Liz notices men dressed in similar gray-green garb beginning to close in on her. Suddenly, she runs ]
Ressler: Damn it. [ Calls out ] Keen, hey! This isn’t me! Hey!
[ Ressler runs after Liz ]
[ Running, Liz makes a phone call ]
Liz: [ On phone ] Send them in. Now!
Cooper: [ On phone to Delta Team ] We’re made. Go. Now! Move in.
Ressler: [ Calling after her ] Keen, wait! They lied to me! Keen. Hey. Stop. Stop. Keen, they lied to me. I had no idea. I swear.
[ Ressler catches up to a woman with dark wavy brown hair wearing a salmon-colored parka and dark blue baseball cap. But it’s not Liz. It’s a look-alike ]
[ Within a few minutes, the plaza is filled with dozens of look-alikes ]
Ressler: [ Looking around ] Oh, my God.
[ The real Liz ditches her parka, grabs an empty baby stroller and escapes ]
Park: She’s somewhere under the terrace.
Cooper: All units, move in. I repeat, move in now.

[ Red is visiting Emma Foster, the college-aged daughter of Anne Foster, the bird-watching woman from Kansas with whom Red had formed an intimate relationship. She died when she tried to stop Liz from shooting Red. Liz pushed Anne away and her head hit a table. Red has introduced himself to Emma as Farwell Smith, Anne’s attorney and estate manager ]
Emma: This can’t be right.
Red (as Farwell Smith): Your mother had a considerable estate.
Emma: We talked about it as recently as a year ago. I was gonna get like $3,000, not $3 million.
Red: Perhaps she wanted it to be a pleasant surprise.
Emma: Did you know she was in love with a wanted fugitive?
Red:She told you that?
Emma: She called last week, about him and how these people had come to where she lived to kill him. I tried asking her what was going on, but all she wanted was for me to protect myself, that the people who were after him might come after her or me. I thought it was crazy talk. But she insisted I drop everything and – go into hiding. So I came here and waited. She told me she was hoping to stay with a friend in a cabin on a lake, and she’d call me when everything settled down. That was the last time I ever spoke to her.
Red: I don’t know what to say.
Emma: Did you know her well?
Red: I did.
Emma: Then you can understand why I want to remember her love and kindness, not her connection to a criminal. I can’t do that if any of this money comes from him. Can you promise me that it doesn’t?
Red: I can’t promise you that. But I can promise you that your mother wanted you to have everything that she could possibly give you. That would include this. Think about it. You could always donate it to charity, set up a scholarship. Put on a play. At the very least, pay all your bills, buy something for yourself, and then, if you want, you can give the rest of it away. Just think about it.
Emma: How did she die?
Red: It was an accident.
Emma: Caused by the fugitive?
Red: No. But he– He was responsible.
Emma: Tell me, a man like that – Do you think he’ll ever get what’s coming to him?
Red: ⋘⋙ I do.

Esi: You’re crazy. You do know that.
Liz: I like to think of it as determined.
Esi: Yeah, determined to get yourself killed. And for what?
Liz: We couldn’t crack the code.
Esi: You had the messages and the machine to decrypt it, and what did you get? A whole lot of nothing.
Liz: I must be missing a step – An input my mom didn’t know about.
Esi: Say there is, and we figured it out. You think the FBI’s letting you near that machine again?
Ressler gave you a shot. He’s not giving you another one.
Liz: [ Sighs ] How did Reddington know we’d be in Minsk? We didn’t tell anybody. We found the folder of classified ads. We reviewed my mom’s notes on encryption. We were told we needed the Russian Knot to decrypt it, and we went to Minsk to try and get it, but where’s the opening for Reddington in that?
Liz: and Esi in unison: Belsky.

[ Liz and Esi show up at Professor Belsky’s office ]
Liz: We trusted you!
Professor Belsky: And I value that trust, but I value my life more.
Liz: Which is why you told Reddington.
Professor Belsky: I was told to report any inquiry about a code that requires the Russian Knot to decrypt. He was quite clear on how important that was to him, and I know what that means.
Esi: So the minute we showed you the ads, you showed him.

[ Flashback: ]
Professor Belsky: She heard I was an expert on the Russian Knot. She knew the ads were a code and was hoping I could decrypt them.
Red: “Mid-30s. Brown hair. Blue eyes”?

Professor Belsky: Well, I didn’t tell him it was you, but he seemed to know that already.
Liz: You told me I needed a Russian Knot to decrypt the message. Well, I got one, and I still can’t read it!
Professor Belsky: There are keys. You need them to read the code.
Liz: I had them. The phone number. [ Scoffs ]
Professor Belsky: Well, maybe there are more, or the ones you had were wrong.
Liz: Well, give me the right ones, then!
Professor Belsky: I don’t know them!
Liz: Well, then find me a person who does!
Professor Belsky: The only person who has the keys is the one who encrypted the message.
Liz: Reddington.
Esi: Great.

[ The kitchen of Red’s restaurant; Cooper has stopped by ]
Dembe: Is there anything on Elizabeth?
Cooper: Not a word.
Red: Dembe has the faith that comes from belief. All I have are questions. Why, how, what for, was it worth it?
Cooper: The answer’s no. Whatever the outcome, it most certainly was not.
Red: Well, at least you have it.
Cooper: I do. Along with the hope that I’m not being played.
Red: Alright. First, type in the telephone number. I assume the Cézanne has been returned to its rightful place at the Ashmolean Museum in Oxford?
Cooper: It has.
Red: Now the first letter of each word in order.
Red: I gave up the commission on the sale of a $20-million painting and enraged the consigliére who entrusted me with the task. Do you really think I’d do all that just to play you, Harold?
[ The machine computes ⚙️ ] [ Clicking ] [ Clicking stops ] [ The machine spews out a strip of papers with numbers on it]
Cooper: A bunch of numbers?
Red: Yes, until you substitute each number for the corresponding letter of the alphabet – 1 becomes A, 2 becomes B, and so forth. Do you have a pen? Ah, good. Alright, let’s hurry. I’m morbidly curious to find out what painful end Elizabeth has in store for me.

[ Cooper is back at the war room of the Post Office ]
Cooper: The code was the address for some abandoned warehouse, a date, and a time.
Park: Instructions for a hit.
Aram: But the device was spitting out random numbers. What– What were we missing?
Cooper: One more step. Each number in the sequence represents a corresponding letter of the alphabet.
Park: So the billboard was a message.
Cooper: Which means Reddington told us the truth, and Keen didn’t.
[ Ressler’s cellphone rings✨]
Cooper: [ To Ressler ] I understand why you’re upset. I wasn’t honest with you. For what it’s worth, I wish I’d been wrong to doubt your judgment about Keen.
Ressler: You were wrong.
Aram: How can you say that? She said this was about keeping her from Mr. Reddington’s intel when we now know it was about keeping him from reading hers.
Ressler: Look. I know that’s what it looks like.
Cooper: It looks that way because it is that way. You need to accept that.
Ressler: [ Scoffs ] Why? So you stop following me?
[ Ressler walks away ]

[ Paula Carter shows up in Red’s kitchen with Dembe ]
Paula: Raymond!
Red: Hello, Paula! Thank you for coming. How was the drive? Did Dembe talk your ear off? [ Chuckles ]
Paula: It was just great. Sometimes I like to lean my head on the window next to me so I can feel all of the little bumps on the road, and my vision starts to flutter and I just space out, like I’m in a dream.
Red: That sounds nice. You know what also sounds nice? – Employment.
Paula: Did you get a new job?
Red: I did not. I’m offering one. [ Chuckles ]
Paula: What kind of job?
Red: A service provider.
Paula: Are you asking me to find people for you? Like Jelly Bean did?
Red: Why don’t we sit, have a cup of tea, share some tawdry tales, have a laugh or two, and then we’ll drive you home. You can put your head up against the glass and go to your happy place, and I can tell you what it is I have in mind.

[ Ressler’s cellphone rings✨] [ Beep🔅]
Ressler: Ressler.
Liz: Hey.
Ressler: Thank God you’re alright, Keen.
Liz: I don’t even know why I’m returning this call.
Ressler: Look. I’m sorry. They used me to lure you out.
Liz: Yeah, well, a lot of good that did.
Ressler: You’re right. But at least now I know what those numbers mean.
Liz: Because Cooper handed the device over to Reddington.
Ressler: He did.
Liz: So they decoded his fake message. They think I’m a liar.
Ressler: No, but I don’t, and I’ll prove it. I know the step that you’re missing. Look. Each number stands for a letter – 1 is A, 2 is B, 3 is C.
Liz: They’re using alphanumeric substitution.
Ressler: Exactly.
Liz: Hang on. Okay. 17 is Q. 16 is O. No. 16 is P. 18 is R. 1 is A. 14. N. 16? P. 2 is B. Wait a minute. That doesn’t make any sense.
Ressler: What does it say, Keen?
Liz: QPRANPB. It’s not a word.
Ressler: Maybe it’s backwards or the letters of each word are jumbled. I mean, Reddington told us this is how it works. It has to say something.
Liz: Oh, my God. That’s it. The Cyrillic alphabet. We translated the numbers into English because that’s what Reddington did, but his message was a fake meant to throw us off.
[ Images flash by of Red’s Friend in the East sending and receiving messages, including one, apparently the most recently decrypted, that says in Russian: ]


[ Machine computing ⚙️ ] [ Clicking ]
Liz: Oh, my God.
Ressler: Keen, what does it say?
Liz: “It’s time. Mobilize assets.”
Ressler: A message from a Russian handler to a Russian spy.
Liz: Reddington.
Ressler: But what does he mean? “It’s time.” Time for what?

[ Neville Townsend’s bedroom. He is sitting upright in his chair, dozing ]
[ Door opens ]
[ Liz. comes in with her henchmen ] [ She throws open the drapes ]
Liz: Rise and shine, sleepyhead!
Townsend: Elizabeth.
[ Liz’s guards grab Townsend and put a plastic bag over his head ]
Liz: You wanted proof? I got your proof. Proof that Reddington is N-13. Proof that he’s responsible for what happened to your family. And proof that my mother was innocent.
[ She rips the plastic bag off ]
Townsend: [ Gasping ]
Liz: I can walk you through the details after you catch your breath and after you get it through your thick skull that [ Shouting ] you do not threaten me! Because while we may be partners in this hunt, I do not work for you!
[ Liz and her guards leave ] [⚡️Door slams⚡️]

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🔴 Script 8:16 Nicholas Obenrader (№ 133)

Program air date: 5/7/2021 in the US
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Director: Daniel Willis
Written by: Taylor Martin



Brief (Where we’re at): Leaving Red little time to mourn Anne, Red and Dembe were alerted by an associate, Professor Belsky, a one-time KGB communications expert, that Liz had been in touch seeking information on a Soviet-era decryption machine known as the Russian Knot. This is the machine Red uses to communicate with his Friend in the East. Liz had found information about the device and some half-decoded messages in a storage locker belonging to her mother. But the story Red told Cooper was that Liz and Townsend wanted to use the last copy of the machine, in a museum in Minsk, to communicate with an associate. So, both Cooper’s team and Liz’s team showed up at the same time. Unable to bring herself to shoot Ressler to keep the device, the FBI team got it, but needed the instructions Liz had from her mother to use it. They let Ressler and Liz try to read a message with it, but it only spit out a list of numbers. Then Cooper double-crossed Ressler and sent in a Delta Team to apprehend Liz which she was only able to evade with an army of Liz look-alikes.

Later Red told Cooper that each of the numbers corresponded to a letter in the alphabet and voilá. Which Cooper told told the task force and Ressler told Liz. But the messages left by Liz’s mother were in Russian, so they needed to be translated. Cooper thinks the point of the exercise was to keep Liz from acquiring the Russian Knot, so he let Red keep the device. But Liz wanted it to decode messages between Red and ?? in Russia. So Red won the hand. His Friend in the East received a message on his Russian Knot machine: “Decoy worked. Situation averted.”

Also, Red and Dembe were asked over to visit with Glen Carter’s mother, Paula, who had deftly let Dembe know she knew their real names weren’t “Bill and Steven.” Turns out, she’d found the manuscript of a book Glen had been writing titled “My Man Ray” about his and Red’s wild times together and which, well, ‘named names.’ Speaking of names, Paula let it be known that she has been recently re-employed by the phone company where she could get almost any (you name it: names, addresses, phone numbers, billing info etc) – by being, you know, just irrepressibly sweet. For instance, she was able to find Anne Foster’s college-age daughter, Emma. So, posing as Anne’s estate attorney, Red told Emma that Anne left her an inheritance of $3 million. Emma immediately guessed it was from the fugitive Anne told her she’d fallen in love with. Red didn’t deny it, asking Emma to think about it, use some of it to pay off her debts, and consider giving the rest to charity. Emma asked “Tell me, a man like that – Do you think he’ll ever get what’s coming to him?” Red paused and replied, “I do.”


⭕ Script 8:16 Nicholas Obenrader (№ 133)

[ Kelmund Realty, a real estate listing agency, has received notice it’s about to be audited. The manager, Bryan Heller, is meeting with a man named Becker ]
Heller: [ Nervously ] When I agreed to launder the money for Townsend, you said it would all fly under the radar, and now I’ve got the IRS breathing down my neck.
Becker: Have you spoken with any of your associates about our arrangement?
Heller: Did you hear what I said? I could go to prison!
Becker: Your associates. Do they know?
Heller: Just Charlie. I had to. He– He does our accounting.
[ Two women talk with Charles Totten, the accountant, standing by their desks ]
Charles Totten: I don’t have a good feeling about this. Do you have a good feeling about this?
Female Co-worker #1: All I know is corporate sent this guy to advise about the IRS thing. He’s like a consultant.
Female Co-worker #2: I’m sure we have nothing to worry about. Companies get audited all the time, right?
Charles Totten: Yeah. [ Chuckles ] Right.
[ Becker puts a folder into his briefcase ]
Becker: Alright, I think we’re all set here.
Bryan Heller: All set? What’s the plan? You said you were taking care of this!
Becker: Mr. Heller, I’ve already taken care of it. By this time tomorrow, the audit will be closed.
Heller: I don’t understand. If it’s taken care of, why are you here?
Becker: To ask you to move away from the window.
[ Becker takes out a gun with a silencer ]
Heller: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Please. No! No, no! No, no, no, no!
[ Silenced gunshot (💥) ] [ Thud ]

Female Co-worker #2: So, what did you think about that–
[ Becker walks over, waves them toward a storage room ]
Becker: Ladies. If you don’t mind. – Where’s Charlie?
Female Co-worker #1: I don’t know. He was just here. Should we wait for him?
Becker: No need. This will be quick.
[ They enter the storage room ] [ Two silenced gunshots (💥)(💥) ] [ Thudding ]
[ Becker checks Charles Totten’s desk, finds a photo of him at a cabin with another man, He takes the photo ]
[ Cellphone beeps🔅, dials ]
Becker: Send in the crew. It’s time to disinfect. Tell Obenrader there’s one loose end.

[ The kitchen of Red’s restaurant ] [ Red and Dembe talk to Thom McCarty ]
Dembe: How’s Teva?
Thom McCarty: [ Irish accent ] She graduates from Boston University in May.
Dembe: It’s already been four years?
McCarty: She wouldn’t be there if it weren’t for this one.
Red: Oh, no, no, no, no. It was all Teva. Although, I do write an excellent recommendation letter. It’s an endangered talent.
McCarty: I hope you asked me here to pay back the favor. You need something boosted, tell me where and when, I’ll send me crew.
Red: Thom, rumor has it your crew does some work for Neville Townsend.
McCarty: We freelance for him. The occasionally gig. He picks the target, we do the job. Proceeds get split 60-40.
Red: Actually, they don’t.
McCarty: What are you talking about?
Red: Luis Espinoza. You know him?
McCarty: Sure. The jobs I do for Townsend – he assigns them.
Red: To you and everyone else. Espinoza manages all of Townsend’s heisting and boosting, his capers and pilferage. He decides which crews work on which jobs. Now, you take 40%. The crews he prefers to assign take 30% and kick back 10% to him. Knowing you to be a principled thief, I assume that’s not a wheel you are greasing.
McCarty: It’s not. Which could explain why Espinoza just pulled us off a job in Berlin. Our take would’ve been seven figures.
Red: 10% of which is now being paid to him by the crew he sent in your place.
McCarty: That sniveling weasel. Does Townsend know about this?
Red: I don’t believe so. If he did, Espinoza would be out.
McCarty: And here I thought it was my turn to do you the favor.
[ Knock on door ]
Red: Please congratulate Teva for us. If she’s interested in law school, I know the predilections of several Ivy League Deans. Nice to see you, old friend.
McCarty: You, too.
[ Ressler enters ]
Ressler: Thom McCarty?
McCarty: Yeah. We know each other?
Ressler: No. Only by reputation.
Red: Thom, this is Donald Ressler. Careful what you say. Black shoes, cheap suit, flat stomach, regulation cut. Don’t get me wrong. He’s bent, just not as bent as we might like.
McCarty: I’ll be on my way then.
Red: Safe travels, Thom.
[ McCarty leaves ]
Red: Why must you always be early?
[ Door closes ]
Ressler: Why must you only associate with crooks?
Red: Criminals, Donald, not crooks.
Ressler: You can call a prostitute an escort. She’s still a hooker.
Red: After all these years, you still see the world in black and white.
Ressler: Oh, I see in gray. I just do my best to avoid it. Along with small talk. You said you had a case.
Red: More like a riddle. I recently learned that Townsend laundered money through a listing agency called Kelmund Realty. Unfortunately, the cooked books came to the attention of the IRS.
Ressler: Sounds pretty fortunate to me.
Red: If looked at in black and white. The gray of it is – 72 hours after the IRS gave Kelmund notice of an audit, they no longer exist. They vanished. The employees, their accounts, employment records, articles of incorporation – gone. Along with the IRS audit.
Ressler: So, the riddle is how they pulled off this magic trick.
Red: It’s not the how, Donald. It’s the who – Nicholas Obenrader.

[ The Post Office ] [ Ressler briefs the task force ]
Ressler: 2009. Yakuza profits dip during the Great Recession. 2012. Brazil’s two largest gangs merge. 2018. The head of Le Milieu is assassinated, creating a power vacuum. Three continents, three criminal enterprises in crisis. And according to Reddington, one common thread – Nicholas Obenrader.
Cooper: A management consultant to criminal organizations.
Ressler: For the Yakuza, he rerouted laundered assets through tax havens like Ireland. He was a headhunter for Le Milieu, and in Brazil, he oversaw the downsizing that occurred after the merger.
Aram: How do you downsize a criminal enterprise? What – do people get a golden parachute or a bullet to the head?
[ Men remove wrapped and taped bodies from the back of a truck into a waiting hole in the ground ]
Nicholas Obenrader: Dump and cover. We’re out of here in 15.
Man: [ Shows photo ] Mr. Obenrader, this is the one who Becker said got away.
Obenrader: Tell Becker he’s fired. I don’t like loose ends. I’ll take care of this one myself.
Ressler: Reddington said that Obenrader’s gone in-house for Townsend.
Aram: Well, that’s why he gave us this case. If Townsend hired Obenrader as his management consultant, he’ll know everything about his organization.
Obenrader: [ On phone ] It’s done. We still have one more loose end to tie up, but your IRS problem is no longer a problem.
Neville Townsend: Good, because it seems I may have another problem I need your help with. It’s come to my attention that Espinoza may be feathering his own nest. If that’s true, I’ll be looking for a replacement.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Park: Do we have photos of Obenrader?
Ressler: No. No photos, no prints, no surveillance. Obenrader’s an alias. We know what he does, just not who he is.
Cooper: He may have made Kelmund Realty disappear– [ Cellphone rings✨] –on paper, but they had an office. Go to it. See what you can find. [ Answers phone ] Harold Cooper.
Liz: [ On phone ] Have you read the messages I gave you?
[ Cooper puts the phone on speaker ]
Liz: The ones Reddington and his handler exchanged through the Post?
Cooper: Yes, we all have. You’re on with the team.
Liz: Well, what did they say? Any news on these mysterious assets?
Ressler: No. The messages were urgent and vague at the same time, but we were able to identify an address. A cafe in Paris. It was referred to a couple of times in past messages and once again recently.
Cooper: We’re hoping to pull a surveillance image or maybe get a positive ID on the handler. I’m sending Aram to investigate.
Aram: April in Paris. Have fun at the strip mall.
Agnes: [ In distance ] Mommy, I’m done!
Liz: Oh, I’ll be right there, honey.
Aram: Agnes? How’s she doing?
Liz: She’s really good. But I think we’ll all be a lot better when this is done. So, what’s the address in Paris? ⋘⋙ I wanna help.
Cooper: I think it would be best if we took care of this ourselves.
Liz: I’m the reason you know to go to Paris in the first place. I’m the one who got you the messages to decrypt.
Cooper: Which is why we shared with you what they said.
Liz: If Aram gets a positive ID on Reddington’s handler, will you share that with me, too?
Cooper: No. But hopefully, we’ll be able to question him and find out what he knows.
Liz: What he knows is Reddington is N-13.
Cooper: And if, or when, he tell us that, we will take the appropriate action.
Liz: Appropriate action? Against Reddington? I think we all know that’s never gonna happen.
Cooper: It will if he’s an enemy of the state. Sit tight, Liz, and let us do our job.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Agent Park: I sometimes forget. All this, and she’s dragging a child with her.
Aram: Liz’s mom abandoned her. She would never do the same to Agnes.

[ The Landlord leads Ressler and Park through the location of Kelmund Realty ] [ The site has been cleaned. Everything looks normal ]
Landlord: I don’t understand why you think this is a crime scene.
Ressler: Because two and two doesn’t equal five.
Landlord: No.
Ressler: Did they skip out on the rent?
Landlord: No. They’re paid up for the next six months.
Ressler: Did they leave a forwarding address?
Landlord: No address, no phone number.
Park: What bank was the rent check drawn from?
Landlord: They paid cash.
Ressler: Okay. So, let’s do the math. They disappear after paying half a year’s rent in cash.
They leave no forwarding address or phone number, and, uh, oh, yeah, all of this after they find out that the IRS is auditing them. Does that add up to you?
CSI: Office has been scrubbed. No prints or personal effects, but there is one thing you should see. Found blood on the windowsill in the back storage room.
Ressler: Alright, run it for DNA. See if we can’t get a match. Looks like we got a runner.
Park: Yeah, but running from what?

[ Neville Townsend is⚡️punching⚡️a person in a sack hanging from the ceiling like a punching bag ]
[ ⚡️Punches⚡️landing ] [ Grunting ]
Godwin: If now’s not a good time–
Townsend: Loyalty, Godwin. Loyalty and trust. Nothing matters more.
[ Grunting ]
Godwin: About that. I’m concerned Keen may be feeding the FBI information.
Townsend: Or she’s using them to feed information to us.
Godwin: You asked me to monitor her communications with them. Her contact is an Agent Donald Ressler.
Townsend: And who’s whispering sweet nothings to whom?
Godwin: We’ll know soon enough. Keen changes her burner regularly, but Agent Ressler’s phone is FBI-issue. I reached out to our asset at the Bureau. We’re up on his line.
[ ⚡️Punching⚡️continues ]
Townsend: I trust Keen! But then again, I trusted Espinoza! And look what that got me!
[ The bag is cut down. Townsend unzips it ] [ Espinoza is inside ]
Townsend: My problem is I’m just too trusting, aren’t I, Mr. Espinoza? Call Obenrader. Tell him to put his headhunter hat on. Tell him that Espinoza’s employment contract has been terminated!

[ The Post Office ]
Ressler: The blood sample seems to belong to a Charles Totten.
Cooper: Who must have cut himself trying to escape.
Ressler: The employees at Kelmund Realty didn’t just disappear. They were professionally cleaned – Along with their prints and hard drives.
Park: We sent a unit to Totten’s home. He’s not there, and he’s not answering his phone. But we traced a credit card purchase to a gas station in Deer Lake.
Ressler: Homeowners in the area include a William Totten. Could be his brother.
Cooper: If you’re right and Totten is a loose end, Obenrader knows it and will want to tie it off. We need to get to him first.

[ Paris, France ] [ Sirens wailing in distance ] [ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Aram sits in a parked car. He opens a paper bag next to him. Inside is a croissant ]
Aram: Oh.
[ Car door opens ] [ Liz gets into the front seat. Her bearded, wild-looking bodyguard gets into the back seat ]
Aram: Whoa.
Liz: [ Happily ] Hey!
Aram: What are you doing here? What? Uh– who’s he?
Liz: Oh, Rocco’s my security.
Aram: Rocco? Rocco? Really?
Liz: I hope there’s a croissant in there. I am starving. Ah! Yes!
[ Liz digs out the croissant ]
Aram: Did Mr. Cooper change his mind about you helping out?
Liz: [ Chewing, mumbling ] I don’t know. Maybe.
Aram: Maybe. Which means no. Which means you’re not supposed to be here.
Liz: This is so delicious. You want a bite?
Aram: Well, not anymore.
Liz: Oh, come on. Don’t be a spoil-sport.
Aram: I wasn’t until you showed up. And just how did you show up? I mean, how– how exactly did you find me?
Liz: Well, I know the FBI flies into Le Bourget. I know you use G5s. Le Bourget. G5. Et voilà! Shall we?
Aram: What? Whoa. You are, uh, not going in there with me.
Liz: I did not come all this way just to eat your croissant.
Aram: Fine. But we go in as cops, not criminals. We follow the rules. Can you do that?
Liz: There’s only one way to find out.
[ Car door opens ]
Aram: Whoa. Okay. Just wait. Wait, wait, wait.
[ Horns honk in distance ]

[ Mid-tempo music playing ] [ Inside the restaurant, they approach a bartender ]
Aram: Excusez-moi.
Bartender: Bonjour.
Aram: Uh. Agent Mojtabai et Keen. Uh. Nous travaillons pour le FBI.
Bartender: So what?
Aram: Ah. Uh. En anglais. He, uh, he speaks English. Uh, okay. Magnifique. So, we believe that two people we’re investigating have met here on a number of occasions.
Now, we know who one of the men is, but not the other, and, well, looking at your security footage would go a long way to helping us figure that out.
Bartender: Forget it. I’m not helping you. I’m a bartender, not an informant.
Aram: No. No, no, no. Believe me, I-I understand. But these are some really bad people doing terrible things.
Bartender: Yeah? Like what?
Liz: Well, for starters, they love pointing guns at people’s heads.
[ Rocco points his gun at the Bartender’s head ]
Aram: Whoa. No. Whoa. Rocco. Rocco!
Liz: And when they don’t get their way, they pull the trigger.
Bartender: Hey, you said you were FBI.
Liz: He’s FBI. Rocco’s certifiable. So – how about those security feeds?

[ Sarasota FL ]
[ Red sits in his plane reading a newspaper ] [ Footsteps approaching ]
[ Dembe appears with man named Remy Noel dressed in racing gear ]
Red: Remy! How was the race?
Remy: Unfinished.
Dembe: I found him right at the end of the biking leg.
Remy: Imagine my surprise, seeing Dembe in Sarasota. I know. I haven’t called you back.
Red: It’s true. You have been a bit dodgy. But if you had picked up when I called, I never would have learned there was such a singularly dreadful thing as an ironman.
Remy: You never heard of an ironman?
Red: Not unless you’re referring to Rodin’s Balzac. There’s a funny phrase. “Rodin’s Balzac.” Although that’s bronze, not iron. So, no, I’ve never heard of one. Please, hydrate.
[ Remy drinks from a flask ]
Red: And answer the question I called you about.
Remy: Your message said you wanted to talk to Priya. She’s my most valuable asset.
Red: Which is why I want her to be an asset of mine. If she agrees, I’ll compensate you for your loss.
Remy: Pennies on the dollar.
Red: [ Chuckling ] Pennies on the dollar?! Dembe, are you listening to this? Pennie– I’ve never paid pennies on the dollar in my life. If I’m known for anything, it’s for overpaying. He’s forever trying to get me to show some restraint. But listen, we can resolve this right now. I can get Edward to take it up to a few thousand feet, circle back around, come in over the 18th hole, and drop you right into the grandstand. We’ve done it before. I’m sure we’ll do it again.
Remy: She’s in London. A client hired her to recover a rare book. She’s scheduled to deliver it to him at Ingram Rare Books in Kensington.
Red: Good. Off you go. Dembe will drop you wherever you like. If I were you, I’d like the finish line.

[ Aram and Liz are looking at the surveillance footage ]
Aram: I want to ask you a question, and – I need you to give an honest answer.
Liz: Okay.
Aram: The bartender. If he hadn’t given us the surveillance video, would – you have let Rocco shoot him?
Liz: No.
Aram: ⋘⋙ Is Agnes really doing well?
Liz: She really is. Where we live is quiet and peaceful. I found this amazing woman to help me with her.
Aram: How do you do it? Stay ahead of us. Fight Mr. Reddington. Raise a kid. I’m not giving you the Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval, but the fact that you can do it all– I mean, I sit by my computer all day, and by 8:00, I’m in my pajamas on the couch, eating rainbow sherbet, watching reruns of “Our Planet.”
Liz: Thank you.
Aram: It was a question, not a compliment.
Liz: It sounded like an acknowledgement. And I don’t get a lot of that nowadays.
Aram: I can’t believe you ate my croissant.
Liz: [ Chuckles ]
Aram: Of all the things you’ve done, that might be one of the worst.
Liz: I’ve done some awful things.
Aram: I know. That’s how much I was looking forward to eating it.
Liz: I tell you what. After this is over, I’ll buy you a patisserie.
Aram: You’re that rich?
Liz: Whoever said crime doesn’t pay – [ Whispers ] wasn’t very good at it.
Aram: Oh, my– Whoa, whoa.
[ Aram sees on the surveillance the outline of Red, followed several meters behind by his “Friend in the East” ]
[ Aram backs up the tape ]
Aram: There we go. [ Keys clicking ] There’s Mr. Reddington.
Liz: Which means that little fellow must be his handler.

[ Ressler and Park walk up to the door of a cabin ]
[ Door creaks ] [ Door closes ]
Nicholas Obenrader: Can I help you?
Ressler: Agents Ressler and Park. FBI. Are you William Totten?
Obenrader: Yes. What can I do for you?
Agent Park: We’re looking for your brother, Charles Totten.
Obenrader: Oh, um, he’s not here. Is everything okay?
Park: We’re going to need to ask you a few questions about him.
Obenrader: Of course. Come on in.
Park: What was the last time you saw your brother?
Obenrader: Gosh, must be a couple weeks ago now.
Ressler: We have reason to believe that he was in the area as recently as yesterday. He didn’t check in?
Obenrader: No. I mean, he comes up here sometimes to fish, but it’s– Is he in some sort of trouble?
Ressler: Well, I wish I could tell you, but, uh, our investigation’s ongoing.
[ Park sees a man lying on the floor in the bedroom. She spins, pointing her gun at Obenrader ]
Park: Hands!
[ Ressler subdues Obenrader ] [ Grunts ]
Park: Whoever the hell you are, you’re under arrest.
[ Handcuffs click ]

[ The Post Office ] [ An interrogation room ]
Obenrader: I don’t know who the dead guy is, and I don’t remember how I got there. All I know – is that I’m not saying any more.
Park: His name was Charles Totten. So we’re clear, the CIA’s filing paperwork to move you to a black site if you don’t start talking about your relationship with Neville Townsend.
[ Cooper’s office ]
Aram: Sir?
[ Knocks on door ]
Aram: Sir, we got a hit. I enhanced the image of the man Mr. Reddington was meeting with in Paris and ran his face through the database. Russia desk kicked him back as one Ivan Stepanov.
Cooper: He’s SVR?
Aram: Officially, yes. Not so officially, he’s believed to be a high ranking member of Zaslon, running black op around the globe.
Cooper: So Keen was right. Reddington’s using coded messages to arrange clandestine meetings with a known Russian intelligence officer.
[ Cellphone ringing✨]
Aram: Uh, what are you gonna tell Mr. Reddington?
Cooper: About this and Keen? Not a word. How was she?
Aram: Infuriating. [ Ringing✨continues ] But I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel good to be on the same team again.
Cooper: I know the feeling. Reddington.
[ Aram leaves ]
Red: Harold. Where are you with Obenrader? Any progress?
Cooper: More than progress.
[ Door closes ]
Cooper: Agents Park and Ressler brought him in. Park’s interrogating him now.
Red: So, we’re right on schedule.
Cooper: On schedule for what?
Red: Harold, I’m afraid I have to come clean. I haven’t been entirely forthright with you on this case, and I know we discussed being – more open and honest with each other.
Cooper: We have.
Red: The truth is, I have no expectation that Mr. Obenrader will talk, let alone reveal any meaningful details about Townsend or his organization. Mr. Obenrader understands the blowback on his loved ones would be far too great.
Cooper: We’ll see about that.
Red: Don’t– Uh, hold on, Harold. I didn’t put the man on your radar so you could play detective. I put the man on your radar so that you could help me make a new friend.
Cooper: And how’s that supposed to happen?

Ressler: So, we’re not only in bed with Reddington, but we’re also getting into bed with Priya Laghari?
Cooper: That’s correct.
Park: Uh, back up. Who’s Priya Laghari?
Aram: Only a world renowned thief who dabbles in jewels and art and classified intelligence.
Cooper: She’s been on the Bureau’s radar for years, but we’ve never come close to catching her.
Ressler: So, instead of arresting her, we’re gonna work with her. Why enable Reddington like this when he’s been blatantly lying to us?
Aram: And not to pile on, sir, but we did just learn that Mr. Reddington has been canoodling with a Russian intelligence operative in Paris.
Cooper: Neville Townsend is incredibly dangerous, to the public and to Elizabeth. So anything that gets us closer to him is a win in my book. Besides, I’d rather keep Reddington close while we look into his relationship with Ivan Stepanov.
Park: If he finds out we’re investigating this, he’ll kill the guy like he killed Rakitin.
Cooper: Agreed. So he better not find out.
Ressler: Or we could just pull Stepanov off the street.
Park: He’s a Russian citizen. The DOJ’s never going to approve that.
Aram: Liz wouldn’t need their approval. I know, I know, I know. It’s a terrible idea that completely sucks. We cannot trust her. She’s not an agent. And abducting an SVR agent is illegal and could lead to a huge scandal if anyone ever found out. But just – let it suck for a second.
Park: ⋘⋙ Okay, still sucks.
Cooper: I agree. It’s a terrible idea. But it’s possible that every other idea is worse. We can’t go through official channels to question an SVR agent, yet we find ourselves working with a CI who may be that SVR agent’s top asset in this country. You said it yourself, Alina – The minute Reddington finds out that we know about Stepanov, he may kill him, and try as we might to keep it from him, we know that Reddington will probably find out what we know. Which means we have a narrow window to find and question Stepanov. Reach out to Keen.

[ The group disperses. Ressler makes the call ]
[ Cellphone beeps🔅, dialing ] [ Line rings✨]
Female Voice: Record at the tone. [ Beeps🔅]
Ressler: Hey, Keen, it’s me. Reddington’s handler – His name is Ivan Stepanov. He’s SVR. Likely tied in with Zaslon. Now, we can’t get to him. Not officially.
[ Townsend’s man Vandyke is listening in on calls between Ressler and Liz. He begins scribbling notes ]
Ressler: So, Cooper’s sanctioned an extraction, and he wants you to do the extracting.

[ London, England ] [ Ingram Rare Books ]
[ Footsteps ] [ Priya Laghari approaches ]
[ Doorbell buzzes ] [ Footsteps ] [ Door creaks ]
Nigel Fellows: Do you have it?
[ She points to her purse. He lets her in ]
Nigel: How did you get it through customs?
Priya Laghari: Packed in my underwear in my suitcase.
Nigel: You packed a lost book from the 14th century with your knickers?
Priya: You want it or not?
Nigel: The cash is inside.
[ Nigel Fellows turns to unlock the door of a large safe. He insists Priya turn her back while he turns the combination lock ]
Priya: [ Sighs ]
[ Lock clicks ] [ Vault door opens ]
[ ‼️ Crash ‼️ ]
Red: Oh!
[ Red was inside the vault, sleeping ]
Red: Oh, God. [ Getting up ] Oh, my– Oh, my stars. I’ve dozed off in caves and coffins, even squeezed between the inside and the outside of the hull of a cargo plane, but – my hand to God – I have not slept that soundly since math class.
Nigel: What’s going on? How did you get in here?
[ Priya turns to leave ]
Red: Ah, ah, ah. Priya. Not so fast.
[ Dembe corrals Priya back ]
Nigel: I’ll get to the bottom of this.
Red: I wouldn’t bet on it.
[ Cellphone beeping🔅]
Priya: What is this?
Red: This is where Nigel walks so you and I can talk.
[ Dembe escorts Nigel away ]
Nigel: [ Stammers ]
Red: Please close the door. I’d like this part to be private.

[ Neville Townsend listens to the recording of the call Ressler left for Liz that Vandyke recorded ]

[ Recording: ]
Ressler: Reddington’s handler – His name is Ivan Stepanov. He’s SVR. Likely tied in with Zaslon. Now, we can’t get to him. Not officially. So, Cooper’s sanctioned an extraction, and he wants you to do the extracting.

Townsend: How long ago was this?
Vandyke: No more than 10 minutes.
Townsend: Has there been contact since?
Vandyke: If she called him back, it wasn’t on the cell we’ve tapped.
Godwin Page: Sir, I believe you have to ask yourself why Miss Keen is working behind the scenes with the Bureau? She said she came to you because she couldn’t trust the Bureau.
Townsend: And they couldn’t trust her.
Vandyke: If they’re right – If they’ve ID’d Reddington’s handler – That’s a game changer.
Townsend: Have our people in Moscow get eyes on this Stepanov, and tell Roman to assemble a team.
Godwin: What about Miss Keen?
Townsend: Give her a job. Doesn’t matter what it is. Keep her here and keep her occupied until we know what it is we’re dealing with.
Blake Brown: Elizabeth, excuse me. Do you have a moment? Mr. Townsend’s asking.
Liz: Uh, sure thing. What’s going on?

[ In the safe ]
Priya Laghari: This is a first. Typically, clients want me to break into safes, not meet inside of them.
Red: I would think it a terrible curse to be typical.
Priya: Let me guess. I stole something from you. A painting. Jewelry. [ Gasps ] Your heart?
Red: I want to be your angel.
Priya: Not interested.
Red: I imagine they’d be terribly expensive, these heists you pull. All those gadgets and gizmos, the glass cutters and suction cups. Have you ever scaled the side of a glass building?
Priya: It’s on my list.
Red: Good. I hope that list is a long one, because whatever is on it, I’m here to provide. Not just money or toys– They’re easy. I’m talking about a life, one where you can walk away from your clients and thieve just for the fun of it.
Priya: I know who you are.
Red: Then you know I can afford to make this the last job you ever have to take. One job. That’s all I need.
Priya: What do I have to steal?
Red: Nothing. I want you to infiltrate Neville Townsend’s organization.

[ Nicholas Obenrader’s cell ] [ Door opens ]
Park: Get up.
Obenrader: What’s going on?
Park: You’re taking a trip.
[ Handcuffs clinking ]
[ Ressler drives the van transporting Obenrader; Park rides shotgun ]
Obenrader: Where are you taking me? You can’t just transport me. I have rights. I haven’t even spoken to my lawyer.
Ressler: Where you’re headed, Nicholas, you don’t get a lawyer.
[ Park’s radio beeps🔅]
Park: D-6 inbound. Cargo on deck.
Man: Copy that.
[ Radio chatter ]
[ They pull over to a place where several other vehicles wait. Ressler and Park get out ]
Dark Suit #1: He give you any trouble?
Park: No. Teddy bear. Is that the paperwork?
Obenrader: Who are these guys? What is this?
Ressler: Well, we gave you a chance to talk. Now it’s their turn.
Obenrader: Whose turn? Where are you taking me?
Dark Suit #1: It’s a long flight, buddy. You gotta take a whiz, I suggest you do that now.
Ressler: Gun!
[ 💥💥💥 Gunfire 💥💥💥 ]
[ Park and Ressler are hit and fall ]
Park: Aah!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Man: Go, go, go!
[ The assailants hussle Obenrader into the back of a large van and speed away ]

[ Inside the van Obenrader sits across from Red ]
Obenrader: What’s going on? Who are you?
Red: I can tell you who we’re not. The CIA. And that’s good news for you.

[ Back at the scene of the shooting, Ressler and Park are alive; the attack was staged ]
Dark Suit #1: You okay?
Ressler: Yeah. Yeah. I’m fine.
Park: [ Getting up ] Oh.
[ Both get up ]
Park: Do you think he bought it?
Ressler: I mean, I bought it.
[ He opens his jacket to show all the fake bullet holes ]

[ Inside the van ]
Red: You know what I love? I love a good mystery. Like, what’s in all these boxes? Of course, a mystery is only as good as the story around it. So here’s yours – 10 minutes ago, you were headed for a black site, scratchy, polyester jumpsuits, bright lights all night, horrific food, crushing solitude. Irrelevance.
Obenrader: I appreciate what you did, and I would happily return the favor by doing a thorough overview of your entire organization free of charge.
Red: [ Laughing ] Oh, my gosh! The things you’d find! Square pegs in round holes, misfits and outliers. But you know what? I like it that way. I trust how it feels. The only things I consult are my gut and my friend. [ Waves to Dembe ]
Obenrader: And why did your gut tell you to save me?
Red: How do you know it wasn’t my friend? But I digress. Neville Townsend asked you to find someone to manage the heist crews he employs. I have a candidate.
Obenrader: I don’t discuss client business. I’m sure that you can appreciate the need for discretion.
Red: I can, and I do. But I find myself in the unusual position where indiscretion is the better part of valor. So allow me to be indiscrete. “Spoiler alert,” as they say. The boxes contain an exhaustive archival record of your clients. Names. Dates. Numbers. A who, what, where, when, and how of your livelihood.
Obenrader: That’s the mystery – My client list.
Red: It is. And what I might do with your client list.
Obenrader: Who’s the candidate?
Red: Priya Laghari. I assume her reputation precedes her.
Obenrader: The Iranian nuclear deal. The Matisse in Rotterdam. [ Scoffs ] Normally, I’d consider myself lucky to find such a worthy replacement.
Red: Luck had nothing to do with it. I need someone inside Townsend’s organization. So, I soured him on Espinoza, Townsend took him out, called you in, and here we are.
Obenrader: I consult with Mr. Townsend about personnel, avoiding redundancy, and profit maximization. I have no interest in his politics or rivalries, or in placing a mole within his organization.
Red: Fine. Then you can volunteer.
Obenrader: [ Sniffles ] [ Chuckles ] I consult with Mr. Townsend virtually or over the phone. We’ve never met. I don’t even know where he works.
Red: Mm. Miss Laghari then. Advocate for her and you can keep your client list to yourself.

[ Townsend shows Priya Laghari’s résumé to Liz ]
Townsend: Obenrader raved about her, and you can see why. Laghari has an outstanding résumé.
Liz: Why are you showing this to me?
Townsend: I value your opinion.
Liz: About what thief to hire?
Townsend: We’re partners in going after Reddington, and when that ends, I’m hoping our partnership can continue, and– and don’t– Don’t say no until you let me show you more of what I do, starting with Laghari. I’d like you to bring her in.
Liz: What– Now? Well, I have a meeting with someone else.
Godwin Page: Excuse me, sir. I’ve heard from Vandyke.
Townsend: The pickup instructions are in the file. This is important to me, Elizabeth. This person you’re supposed to meet – Is there any chance you can meet them later?
Liz: Of course.
[ Liz leaves ]
[ Godwin Page steps forward ]
Godwin: Our man in Moscow has confirmed Stepanov’s location.
Townsend: I want it done quickly. I’ve stalled Keen, but she may already have assets on the ground.
Godwin: What you said – about briefing her on what we do – If she’s working with the FBI–
[ Townsend slams his hand down forcefully on the table. He shakes his forefinger at Godwin ]
Townsend: “If” does me no good. I need confirmation, and the best way to get it is by pretending to trust her when I don’t.

[ Aram, Ressler and Agent Park wait at various locations around a park ]
Agent Park: Remind me again what we’re doing.
Aram: We’re gonna track Laghari from her pickup point to Townsend.
Park: And why are we doing that? Can’t Laghari just tell us his location once she gets there. After all, she’s spying for us.
Ressler: No, she’s spying for Reddington. In exchange for cooperating, we got Reddington to agree to let us follow her to wherever Townsend works or lives.
Park: I have a 20. East side of the park. Heading north.
Aram: Okay. Here we go.
Park: What about Keen? We’re working with her to find Reddington’s handler. Why can’t she tell us?
Ressler: I wish she would, but she won’t. Not until it’s done.
Aram: What’s done?
Ressler: I wish I knew.
[ Priya Laghari sits on a bench ] [ Cellphone✨ringing✨in a bag. Priya answers ]
Jax: [ On phone ] The blue van. By the curb.
[ Ressler trails Priya ]
Ressler: [ Over radio ] We got a blue Chevy Astro van, 7th Street side.
[ Ressler puts a tracking device under the bumper ]
[ Priya gets into the van ]
Priya: Where am I supposed to sit?
Jax: You’re not.
[ Jax lifts a square panel off the floorboard which connects to black cylinder leading to the sewer ] [ Priya steps down ]
Jax: Right this way.
[ The van drives away ]
Park: I got the tail.
Ressler: Hey, you got a signal?
[ Aram follows the van on his laptop ]
Aram: Like taking candy from a kid. Not that I would ever do that. Except once, I had this mad craving for a Butterfinger, but, you know, it was Halloween, and – [ Cellphone rings✨] – I was a kid, too.
[ Ressler’s cellphone beeps🔅]
Ressler: Tell me you’re calling from Moscow.
Liz: I am not. I don’t know what’s going on. Townsend sent me to do something. It’s like he knows.
Ressler: And what makes you think that?
Liz: The job. It’s – make-work.—
[ Vandyke is monitoring the call ] [ Townsend and Godwin Page enter ]
Vandyke: [ To Townsend and Godwin ] It’s a live call.
Liz: —Something you give someone to keep them from doing something else.
Aram: Okay. Agent Park, turning west on Clyborne. You have eyes?
Park: Copy that. West on Clyborne.
Ressler: So, what about Moscow?
Liz: I was able to send someone.
Aram: Looks like they’re coming to a stop. Keep your distance.
Ressler: Any word on the extraction?
Liz: No. Shouldn’t be a problem.
Ressler: But if you’re right and Townsend suspects we’re working together–
Liz: We’re not working together. We have the same goal. But so does Townsend. We’re aligned against Reddington.
Ressler: Maybe. But if Townsend knew that we were even talking, I doubt that he’d be so understanding.
Liz: I’ll call you as soon as I know.

Godwin: You wanted confirmation. You just got it.
Townsend: She’s not wrong. We’re all aligned against Reddington.
Vandyke: Yeah, but based on that call, I’d say she and the feds are aligned against us.
Townsend: That’s not what I heard.
Godwin: Then you weren’t listening. You think you’re giving her the rope to hang herself. I fear you may be giving her the rope to hang all of us.

[ Agent Park follows the blue van until it parks ]
Park: This was easy. Or not.
[ The driver gets out and walks away ]
Park: Her driver just left her.
Aram: [ On radio ] Well, maybe there’s another pickup.
Park: I don’t think there’s another pickup.
[ Park gets out, goes over to the van, points her gun and opens the van door ]
[ The square hole in the floor in of the van shows through to the street ]
Aram: What’s going on? Is she there?
Park: [ Sighs ] You were right. It was like taking candy from a kid. Only we were the kids.

[ As Liz sits nearby, Neville Townsend enters a formal room in his mansion to meet Priya Laghari ]
Townsend: Priya Laghari. I-I feel as if I’m in the presence of greatness.
Priya: Mm. It’s a fact, not a feeling.
Townsend: May I kiss the ring, which I assume was stolen – at Cannes?
Priya: St. Moritz. A trophy that once belonged to a trophy wife.
Townsend: [ Kisses the ring ] Mm.
Liz: As touching as this is to watch, I’m gonna go.
Townsend: Of course. Go, go, go. Oh, oh! Your appointment. I hope you were able to reschedule it.
Liz: Turned out not to be a problem. I was able to send someone in my place.
Townsend: Were you?
Liz: Yeah.

[ Liz gets into her car ]
Liz: [ On phone ] Please tell me it’s done.
Esi: [ In Moscow ] I’m meeting the team in 10. It’ll be done in 20. Sit tight. I got this.

[ The Post Office ]
Aram: That’s right. A hole.
Ressler: In the floor of the van.
Aram: What we don’t know is where or when she got out.
Ressler: Which means we’re totally reliant on Reddington. Whatever Laghari finds out about Townsend, she’s gonna tell him.
Park: And we’re gonna trust that he turns around and tells us.
Aram: He might. I mean, normally, he wouldn’t. I mean, normally, he’s got an agenda that we do not know about, but this time, we– we want the same thing. I think.
Ressler: If we wanted the same thing, Reddington wouldn’t have let Obenrader go.
Park: But if we’d officially arrested Obenrader, then it may have tipped Townsend that Laghari’s a plant.
Aram: Maybe when this is all over, Mr. Reddington will circle back to Obenrader.
Ressler: You know, I’ll, uh, include your optimism in my debrief to Cooper.
[ Ressler leaves ]
Aram: Seriously. Us and Mr. Reddington, we are totally in sync on this, right?

[ Red’s kitchen ] [ Dembe has a book open ]
[ Dembe drums his fingers ]
Dembe: We’ll hear when we hear.
Red: I know, but why haven’t we heard?
Dembe: Camus thinks the world is meaningless and that happiness comes from accepting that nothing matters.
Red: He’s an Absurdist.
Dembe: And we live in a Theater of the Absurd. Getting the FBI to believe they helped us insert a spy when in fact, they helped us insert an assassin.

[ Townsend and Priya Laghari sit at a table together ]
Priya: I’m sure it’s not jewels you’re after. What exactly is it you want me to steal?
Townsend: All of it.
Priya: That’s a lot.
Townsend: At any one time, our organization is tracking a variety of vulnerable and defenseless assets. Contraband in transport. Exposed money laundering sites. We don’t discriminate. We take what we can.
Priya: So, what are we talking about?
Townsend: I’m talking about putting you under contract. Paying you to identify items that we might steal.
[ Godwin Page enters ]
Godwin: Mr. Townsend. So terribly sorry to interrupt, but it’s a matter that can’t wait. Excuse me. It’s about Moscow.
[ Townsend gets up to confer with Godwin ] [ Indistinct whispering ] [ Whispering continues ]
[ Priya removes something from her ring. Her hand moves toward Townsend’s glass, then up the side ]
Townsend: Miss Laghari–
[ Priya startles, moves her hand back ]
Townsend: –It appears that something has come up. If you’ll excuse me.
[ He leaves ]

[ Moscow, Russia ]
[ Two men in hoods come up behind Ivan Stepanov – Red’s “Friend in the East” – and grab him ]
Ivan Stepanov: Ah! [ Grunting ]

[ Cooper’s office ] [ Knocks on door ] [ Ressler enters ]
Ressler: I just heard from the Russia desk.
Cooper: What is it?
Ressler: Moscow’s lighting up. Turns out Ivan Stepanov was abducted from his apartment in the Pokrovsky Hills.
Cooper: Keen.
Ressler: She must have gotten to him.
Cooper: She make contact?
Ressler: No. I left her several messages, but she hasn’t picked up.
Cooper: Let’s assume that’s a good thing.

[ Esi talks to Liz from Moscow ]
Liz: I thought you said it was done.
Esi: It was about to be done. That’s when the place started swarming with cops.
Liz: I can’t believe this is happening.
Esi: Not just regular cops – Someone rang a bell, and there’s all these important looking people here.
Liz: You got to get out of there.
Esi: You think this might be the work of your friends in the FBI?
Liz: I have no idea what to think.

[ Now Red is reading the book by Camus: “The Stranger” ]
[ Dembe comes in ] [ Red stands ]
Red: Is it done?
Dembe: I haven’t heard from Laghari, but I just heard from Moscow.
Red: What? What happened?
Dembe: Our friend – he’s been taken.

[ Ivan Stepanov sits in a chair in a dungeon-like setting ] [⚡️Electricity crackling⚡️] [ Vandyke is there ]
[ Townsend enters, drags over a chair and sits down ]
Townsend: Do you know who I am? Because I know who you are. You’re the one who created the archive that destroyed my family. I also know you continue to feed intel to N-13.
Ivan Stepanov: Katarina Rostova was N-13. And Katarina Rostova is dead.
Townsend: Yes, but Katarina Rostova was framed. Which means I dedicated my life to the hatred of an innocent woman. But you know that. Just like I know that you’re working with Reddington. What I don’t know is why. Why you protect him. Why you help him. Why – my family had to die so that you could carry out whatever – plan you two are hatching. I have a lot of “whys.” Let’s hope you’re prepared to offer some answers.
Ivan Stepanov: —

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🔴 Script 8:17 Ivan Stepanov (№ 5)

Program air date: 5/14/2021 in the US
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Director: Adam T Weisinger
Written by: David Merritt II



Brief (Where we’re at): Red’s “Friend in the East” has been captured by Neville Townsend. Aram and Liz (who showed up without approval by Cooper) identified him on the surveillance video of a meeting place, a café in Paris. The location had been mentioned in messages between Red and “Our Friend” provided to the task force by Liz, which they decoded using The Russian Knot decryption machine. The FBI’s Russia Desk was able to identify Red’s associate as Ivan Stepanov, known to be in the Russian SVR (foreign intelligence service), and also believed to be a higher-up in the super-secret Russian black ops organization Zaslon.

After ID’ing Stepanov, Cooper decided to look the other way while Liz, no longer an agent, moved in to apprehend Stepanov, to question him about whether Red is N-13 and other matters to figure out if Red is a Russian asset. Liz did not share the plan with Townsend, with whom she had formed a partnership, but her communications with Ressler were being monitored by Townsend’s people so they got wind of the plan and moved in first.

Meanwhile, Red has been trying to infiltrate Townsend’s organization. He got the FBI to investigate the case of Kelmund Realty which had been doing money-laundering for the Townsend Organization, an arrangement managed by Nicholas Obenrader (Blacklister #133), a “management consultant for criminals.” When Kelmund ran into trouble with the IRS, Obenrader liquidated the firm, employees and all. Nicholas Obenrader was apprehended while in the process of cleaning up a “loose end” (killing the last living employee). Being transported, purportedly to a CIA site, Obenrader was passed over to Red, who threatened him with the exposure of his client files unless he recommended to Townsend that he hire Red’s choice, Priya Laghari, to fill the position of operations manager in Townsend’s organization. (Red had created the job opening by feeding Townsend information that his current operations manager was scalping his gig workers; so Townsend fired him).

Red’s real purpose, not shared with the task force, was not to spy on Neville Townsend, but to have Priya assassinate him. She was just about to do so, using poison hidden in a ring, when news broke “about Moscow,” so Townsend excused himself and left abruptly. The news was that Townsend’s crew in Moscow had succeeded in abducting Stepanov, who Townsend believes is, along with Red, responsible for the deaths of his wife and children.


⭕ Script 8:17 Ivan Stepanov (№ 5)

Neville Townsend looks at a shackled Ivan Stepanov via video link. Stepanov wear a metal collar around his neck, through which Townsend administers shocks using a trigger mechanism ] [⚡️Electricity crackling⚡️]
Townsend: [ Dramatically ] The fancy term for what you and I are experiencing is hypnagogia. A state of threshold consciousness, when you’ve been awake too long, where you experience lucid dreams. Some people call them hypnagogic hallucinations. I call them an acid trip without the acid. I’m having one – just looking at you.
[⚡️Electricity crackling⚡️]

[ Flashback to the murder of Townsend’s family by the Vory (the Russian mafia): ]
[ A teddy bear lies on the floor ]
Young boy: Daddy! Daddy!
Young Neville Townsend: Stop! No! Stop. Please!
Russian: The Vory needs you to know what happens to traitors.
[ Townsend’s older son is shot ] [ 💥Gunshots💥 ]
— Ugh! Gah!
[ Woman screams ] [ Woman whimpering ]
[ Sobbing ]
Young Townsend: Stop! Please!

Townsend: [ Grunts ]
[ Each time Townsend wants to deliver a shock, he presses a button on the trigger ] [⚡️Electricity crackling⚡️]
Townsend: You’re incredibly tired, and yet i-insanely alive. Y-Your sensations are on fire. Tactile.
[ Inhales deeply ] Olfactory. Thermal. You experience – synesthesia, where a sound– takes you to a memory.
[⚡️Electricity crackles⚡️]

[ Flashback: ]
Young Neville Townsend: No! Stop!
[ Woman sobbing ]
Young Townsend: Please! I’m begging you! Don’t do this!
Russian: Not the gun.
[ Gasping ]
Russian: She gets the knife.
Young Townsend: Don’t do this! You don’t have to do this! Please! Please! Please!
[ Knife slices ]
Young Townsend: [ Sobbing ] No! No! No! No! No! Why?! Why?! Why?!

[⚡️Electricity crackling⚡️⚡️⚡️] [ Crackling stops ]
Townsend: You know who I am – why my family was killed and what Raymond Reddington had to do with it.
Ivan Stepanov: I have nothing to say to you.
Townsend: Not yet. Hypnagogic cognition leads to suggestibility. Sooner or later, when I – suggest you tell me everything you know about Raymond Reddington, you’re going to do it.
[⚡️Electricity crackling⚡️⚡️⚡️]

[ The kitchen of Red’s restaurant that he’s been using as an office ]
Red: [ On phone ] It’s none of your business where I am, but suffice it to say, I’m not in Moscow, so if the general’s in a meeting, pull him out. [ To Dembe ] Have you spoken with Klebanov?
Dembe: Yes. And Dragic. They think there may be a purge in the ranks.
Red: This isn’t about that.
Dembe: Stepanov has enemies.
Red: [ To the person on phone ] What? He can’t be reached. Fine. When he can be, tell him he’s off the payroll.
[ Cellphone beeps🔅]
Dembe: This may be a domestic dispute.
Red: It’s not.
Dembe: It could be an–
Red: It’s not! We both know who did this.
Dembe: Elizabeth or Townsend.
Red: Have you heard from Laghari?

[ Townsend’s suite ]
[ Footsteps approach ] [ Priya Laghari walks up to Townsend’s assistant Godwin Page ]
Priya Laghari: I need to speak to him.
Godwin Page: No. You speak with me, and I speak with him. Mr. Townsend is a stickler for chain of command.
Priya: He can spare five minutes. Or he can find someone else to do this job. I’m a stickler, too.

Dembe: She can’t get too close to Townsend.
Red: She’s only there to get close to Townsend. She can’t kill him with a thought bubble.
[ Cellphone chimes✨]
Dembe: It’s Harold. He’s here. Involving the Task Force is a mistake.
Red: If Townsend has Ivan, Ivan will talk.
Dembe: And if Harold gets him, he won’t? What Stepanov has to say you don’t want anyone to hear, which is why we should extract him ourselves.
Red: We should, but I’m not convinced we can. And given what’s at stake, we need all the help we can get.
[ Harold Cooper enters ]
Red: Thank you for coming quickly, Harold.
Cooper: You made it sound urgent.
Red: An urgent opportunity. To acquire a treasure trove of Russian intelligence.
Cooper: Has someone been turned?
Dembe: Abducted. Ivan Stepanov.
Cooper: Who’s that?
Red: Stepanov is Zaslon. The most elite, most secretive, most lethal branch of the SVR. Ivan Stepanov knows where all the bodies are buried because he’s the one who buried them.
Cooper: You said he was abducted. Do you have any leads?
Red: I know where he was taken from and when he was taken. Everything else is suspicion. I don’t know anything more.
Cooper: Nothing? How about a healthy sense of irony?
Red: You know the irony of irony? It’s a word you understand but can’t possibly define.
Cooper: I can: You asking me to find a missing Russian spymaster.
Red: Or perhaps you letting a wildly inaccurate assessment of me get in the way of finding a man who can divulge secrets of one of this country’s principal adversaries.
Cooper: The ironies abound.
Red: They do. The question is, what are we gonna do about them?

[ The Post Office ] [ Cooper updates Ressler, Aram and Park ]
Cooper: We’re gonna do nothing.
Ressler: You told him that?
Cooper: I told him we’d look into it, which we will – As soon as Elizabeth gets the answers she’s looking for.
Aram: Mr. Reddington really acted as if he and Stepanov didn’t know each other?
Cooper: He did, and I acted as if I didn’t know that Stepanov was his handler.
Aram: Okay, let’s say Liz gets Stepanov to admit he works with Mr. Reddington. What exactly does that prove?
Park: Besides that he’s a traitor?
Aram: He’s a facilitator. The concierge of crime. He’s built an empire by not taking sides. Look, I know he’s probably N-13, which means he traffics in stolen intel, but I also know it’s a safe bet that he’s used some of that intel to give us over 150 Blacklisters, most of whom were committing crimes either in this country or against it.
[ Telephone ☎️ rings ]
Park: This is Park.
Ressler: Are we talking about arresting him or giving him a medal?
Cooper: Right now, neither. Our next move depends entirely on Keen.
Park: She’s on line one. Keen. The operator patched her through.
[ Telephone beeps🔅]
Park: [ To Liz ] We’re here.
Liz: Do you have Stepanov?
Cooper: Us? We sent you.
Liz: I thought you got cold feet, decided I couldn’t be trusted, got him yourself.
Ressler: Are you saying that you don’t have him?
Liz: I sent a team. By the time they got there, he was gone.
Park: Did Townsend take him?
Liz: I don’t know how he could have. I never said anything to him.
Ressler: Stepanov’s a Zaslon agent. I mean, he has enemies, but it’s hard to believe that one of them happened to abduct him right out from under us.
Cooper: The intel we shared with you about how to find Stepanov – You didn’t share that with Townsend?
Liz: You told me not to.
Cooper: I did, but these days, when I say “stop,” you usually go.
Liz: I didn’