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๐Ÿ”ด Script 7:2 Louis T Steinhil, Pt 2 ๎Š

 

๐Ÿ”ด Script 7:2 Louis T Steinhil, Pt 2 (โ„– 27)

 
NBC’s series The Blacklist starring James Spader and Megan Boone
Series created by: Jon Bokenkamp
Program air date: 10/11/2019 in the US (7pm Central/Chicago Time)
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STATUS: โญ• Pending โญ• Rough โญ• Preliminary ๐Ÿ”ด FINAL
STATUS: ๐Ÿšซ Pending ๐ŸŒ’ Rough ๐ŸŒ“ Preliminary ๎Š Final
Last updated: 10/13/2019 at 1:00pm CT [ Central/Chicago time ]

 

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Directed by: Cort Hessler
Written by: Lukas Reiter

 
SERIES STARS:
 
Raymond ‘Red’ Reddington โ€“ James Spader
Elizabeth Keen โ€“ Megan Boone
Donald Ressler โ€“ Diego Klattenhoff
Harold Cooper โ€“ Harry Lennix
Aram Mojtabai โ€“ Amir Arison
Dembe Zuma โ€“ Hisham Tawfiq
 
GUEST STARS:
 
Berdy โ€“ Peter Bradbury
Dominic Wilkinson โ€“ Brian Dennehy
Margaret Teague โ€“ Anna Fikhman
Agnes Keen โ€“ Katherine/Sarah Kell
Louis Steinfil/(Renรฉ Oban) โ€“ David Meunier
Francesca Campbell/(Mila LaPorte) โ€“ Natalie Paul
Katarina Rostova โ€“ Laila Robins
Receptionist โ€“ Annie Unger

 

Note: Springfield’s in the UK provides a raw version of each script. These typically are available by noon the next day, but can be delayed by a day or more. I add the speakers, formatting, and descriptive material when called for. Red’s lines are bolded. Sound effects from the screen caps in ALL CAPS and my added action notes are in [ square brackets ]. I am sure there are mistakes.

 

 

 

๐Ÿ”ด Script 7:2 Louis T Steinhil, Pt 2 (โ„– 27)

Brief (Where weโ€™re at): Katarina Rostova has captured Red. First she tried to extract information from him by having The Illusionist, Louis T Steinhil (Blacklister #27) make him think he was in a hospital in Paris, paralyzed after being beaten by a gang in Paris. But Red still remembered glimpses of being kissed and then stabbed with an injection by Katarina. He gives the French inspector a phone number to his lawyer, Marvin Gerard, but the call goes to Cooper instead. Cooper tries to arrange extradition, but the French authorities are part of the illusion, as the Task Force is able to determine by IDโ€™ing an imposter attachรฉ and tracing his contacts.

After extracting the truth of his situation from a nurse, Red manages to escape from the โ€˜hospital,โ€™ only to be re-captured by Katarina, who is determined to extract from him โ€œeverything I want to know.โ€ She starts by having a nurse begin draining Redโ€™s blood from an IV in his neck.

Meanwhile, Liz has confided to Cooper and Aram what she had previously only shared with Ressler, that Red is not her father, the real Raymond Reddington, but rather a former childhood friend of Katarinaโ€™s, Ilya Koslov, who like her had become a KGB agent and later was entangled with the Cabal. This raises issues regarding whether the Task Force can go on protecting Red:

Cooper: I understand crossing lines for your father, but now who are you crossing the line for?
Liz: [ Jauntily, walking off ] A man I’ve grown to like.

 
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[ Katarina Rostova has Red captive in a darkened warehouse, his arms outstretched and a vinyl tube draining blood from his neck. She is assisted by a nurse named Mila Laporte ]
Katarina: 6,000 milliliters. That’s how much blood an adult male of your size has in his body. It’s a little more than a gallon of milk.
Mila LaPorte: 76 over 54.
Katarina: They say a man can lose up to 40% of his blood, but not much more. You’ve lost 20%. That’s why you’re feeling the palpitations. Your heart can’t fill with blood before it contracts. It’s the beginning stage of what doctors refer to as exsanguination. Raymond, please, I don’t want to hurt you. This isn’t easy for me.
Red: Sorry you’re having a hard time.
Katarina: You can help me.
Red: I’ve always helped you.
Katarina: No. You pretended to help me. You were never on my side.
Red: I came to Paris to warn you.
Katarina: You came to Paris to control me, to keep feeding me your narrative. But I’m done hiding. I won’t do it anymore. I can’t. Not with Elizabeth asking questions and telling ghost stories.
Red: Nobody knows you’re alive.
Katarina: They’re asking the questions. That’s enough.
Red: I never betrayed you.
Katarina: The Townsend Directive is my death sentence. Even with your help, I can’t outrun them. There’s only one way to survive. I have to give them what they want. Tell me how.
Red: I have nothing to tell you.
Katarina: [ Quietly ] We’ll see. If you think those secrets of yours are worth dying for? ~ Prove it.

 
[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: What do we know?
Liz: We questioned everyone who worked the con.
Ressler: Steinhil used doctors, nurses, ex-cops, intel agents. Smart group.
Aram: But not as smart as Steinhil, who kept everything need-to-know. None of them know the name of the woman who hired him to con Mr. Reddington.
Liz: Just why she did it to ask what he knows about my mother.
Cooper: I’m less interested in the why than in the where. If Steinhil employed all these people to create the illusion that Reddington was in a French hospital, where the hell was he when we got there?
Ressler: Apparently, he escaped. Or tried to. He got less than a block. But the hospital gag was blown, so they moved him somewhere else, but we don’t know where.
Cooper: Let’s start at the beginning. Paris.
Aram: Mr. Reddington went to meet with someone he felt safe enough with that he didn’t bring Dembe.
Ressler: Or he went alone to keep a secret.
Aram: From Dembe? That must be some secret.
Cooper: What else? He was abducted in Paris, then flown to Annapolis. Why?
Ressler: Could be there’s something there that they needed Reddington’s help to find.
Liz: Something or someone. Katarina Rostova.
Cooper: I thought your mother was dead.
Liz: Maybe that’s what she wanted us to think.
Cooper: Even you?
Liz: Apparently, she’s not the maternal type.
Cooper: So far, I’m hearing a lot of maybe’s and could be’s, a lot of theory, almost no fact.
Ressler: Here’s a fact โ€“ creating a French hospital in Annapolis takes planning. All the doctors, nurses, police, they all were sent to the same location to get fitted for their wardrobe.
Cooper: You have a location?
Ressler: Textile warehouse in Anne Arundel County.
Cooper: Get there. If they couldn’t con Reddington into telling them what they wanted to know, they’re probably trying to beat it out of him.
[ Ressler leaves and Aram steps away ]
Cooper: Agent Keen?
Liz: I brought Agnes home thinking my mother wasn’t a threat. Now I’m not sure.

 
[ The warehouse. Some distance from Red, Katarina talks with Louis T Steinfil (the name is an anagram for โ€œThe Illusionistโ€). He creates illusions โ€“ convincing alternate realities โ€“ using actors, disguises and crafted environments, including the โ€œFrench hospitalโ€ in which Red was convinced that he was paralyzed โ€“ a trick pulled off by anesthetizing him. Red detected the ruse and threatened nurse Lila first with a syringe and then a gun that he wrested from her to get a confession from her. He attempted to escape but the attempt was foiled and he was recaptured ]
Katarina: He’s a tough old bird.
Louis T Steinfil: He’ll give you what you want.
Katarina: I don’t want this.
Steinfil: It’s the best of a bad situation.
Katarina: I wouldn’t be in this situation if you’d done your job.
Steinfil: I told you I needed three months to create the illusion you were looking for. You gave me three days.
Katarina:The FBI, have they released anyone?
Steinfil: I spoke with Abigail.
Katarina: How much do they know?
Steinfil: About me? Very little. About you? Absolutely nothing.
Katarina: I never planned on killing him.
Steinfil: He’d find you if you didn’t. It’s better this way.
Katarina: Better. To kill a man.
Steinfil: This man. Once you’ve bled him for what you need.
Katarina: The nurse was with him when he escaped.
Steinfil: I trust her.
Katarina: Then the only question left is, should I trust you?

 
[ Red is alone with the nurse, Mila LaPorte ]
Red: How long do I have?
Mila: Half an hour.
Red: [ GRUNTS ]
Mila: Maybe less.
Red: I’ve met my share of killers. I know who has the capacity to take a human life. I know the
[ GRUNTS ] the look in their eyes. You don’t have it.
Mila: It wasn’t my decision.
Red: But it is. If you help her โ€“ if you do nothing to stop her, you’re responsible.
Mila: You almost escaped.
[ FOOTSTEPS approach ]
Mila: [ Whispers ] She blames me for that.
Red: Shh.
Mila: I can’t take the risk. I’m sorry.
[ Katarina walks over ]
Katarina: I’m afraid hypoxia has set in. The drip, drip of your blood taking with it the oxygen your organs so desperately need. I’m told hypoxia can be quite uncomfortable.
[ She places her hand on his chest ]
Katarina: I know a little something about pain.
Red: Belgrade.
Katarina: Everything I cared about died that day.
Red: I didn’t want that.
Katarina: I’d made a life for myself, a family. You blew all that up.
Red: I didn’t know.
Katarina: Dom promised me no one would get hurt. Said he loved his child and just wanted her to be safe. Do I seem safe to you? Hunted, chased into the shadows!
Red: I- [ GASPS WEAKLY ] I can’t give you what you want.
Katarina: [ VOICE BREAKING ] What I want โ€“ is my family back. No one can give me that back. Least of all you. You can’t give me what I want. But you can give me what I need. You want me to believe you had nothing to do with Belgrade.
Red: I didn’t.
Katarina: That you care about me.
Red: Yes.
Katarina: Then prove it. Who’s coming for me? How many? And most importantly, the truth.
Red: I can’t.
Katarina: [ Yelling ] What is it?! [ ~ CRYING ~ ] Very well. Dom then. That’s right. I found him. I know it’s cruel to go after the old man, but you leave me no choice. Something tells me he won’t hold up nearly as well.
Red: Leave him alone.
Katarina: Gladly. If you give me what I need.
Red: โ€”
Katarina: Goodbye, Raymond.
[ Katarina turns and leaves ]

 
[ Mila and Red have been left alone. Red wakes up from his stupor. Mila is busily working around him ]
Red: [ GROANS ]
Mila: Shh. Be quiet.
Red: [ SLURRING ] What are you doing?
Mila: Shh!
[ Mila disconnects Red from the rack and helps him into a wheelchair. She gathers supplies, including some of the plastic flasks of Redโ€™s blood and stuffs them into a satchel. Then she pushes the wheelchair through the dark building ]
[ DISTANT CLANK ] [ Mila ducks with Red behind a pillar as someone walks by ]

 
[ Mila pushes the wheelchair up to a car ]
Mila: I can’t do this alone. I need you to get in the car.
[ She helps Red into the back seat of a white automobile ]
[ A guard appears ]
Guard: Hey, stop! I said stop!
[ Mila pulls out a gun. So does the guard ]
Mila: Don’t. Please. Please. I don’t want to hurt you.
[ Mila shoots๐Ÿ’ฅfirst. The guard falls ]
Red: [ BREATHING HEAVILY ]

 
[ Ressler and Liz enter an extravagant costume store. They show their badges ]
Ressler: Excuse me. Agents Ressler and Keen FBI.
[ The Receptionist turns around. Her face appears as though someone has slashed it. She smiles ]
Receptionist: How can I help you?
Liz: We, umโ€“ That is, are you okay?
Receptionist: Oh, this? No, no, no. It’s just- It’s- It’s-
[ She picks at the side of the โ€œscarโ€ to show itโ€™s fake ]
Receptionist: The Kennedy Center’s doing Phantom. We’re doing the effects.
Ressler: We thought you were a wardrobe house.
Receptionist: Wardrobe, effects whatever a production needs.
Liz: We’re here to see Margaret Teague.
Receptionist: I’ll let her know you’re here.
โ‹˜โ‹™
[ Liz and Ressler walk through the store ]
Liz: Illusions. Cons. People pretending to be something they’re not.
Ressler: Just like Reddington.
Liz: Or my mother.
Ressler: Look, Keen, you did the right thing by bringing Agnes home.
Liz: But if she isn’t who I thought she was, if she’s a threatโ€“
Ressler: Then we’ll deal with it.
Liz: We?
Ressler: Don’t think Cooper, Aram, and I haven’t talked about this. You’ve put your life on hold long enough. It’s past time you start living it, and Iโ€“
โ‹˜โ‹™
Margaret Teague: I’m Margaret Teague.
Liz: Agents Keen and Ressler. We’re looking for Louis Steinhil.
Teague: I’m not familiar with that name.
Ressler: He’s a con man, sets up elaborate illusionsโ€“
Teague: If you think I had anything to do withโ€“
Ressler: โ€“the last one being a French hospital in an Annapolis warehouse. See, their doctors, nurses, and cops who worked that con, you outfitted them.
Teague: I’m a supplier. What people do with my supplies, I’m sure I don’t know.
Liz: I don’t care if you know or not. I’m looking for someone I care about, and in order to find that person, I got to find Steinhil. So lets cut to the chase. What you provide, does he pick up, or do you deliver?
Teague: I’ve never met the man.
Ressler: So you deliver.
Teague: Yes.
Liz: To where?

 
[ The white car with Red and Mila drives along a road in the country ]
Mila: Oh, my God. I just shot that guard. I didn’t know what else to do.
Red: [ WEAKLY ] I need your phone.
Mila: If he diesโ€“ [ HYPERVENTILATING ]
Red: Mila. Mila, your phone.
โ‹˜โ‹™
[ Dembeโ€™s CELLPHONE RINGING ]
Dembe: Raymond. You’re alive.
Red: Barely.
Dembe: I thoughtโ€“ It’s been a week. I was going to enact The Protocol. Where are you?
Red: You have to get to Dom. She’s going after him. He doesn’t know he’s in danger.
Dembe: She?
Red: Bring the cooler. I need platelets, frozen plasma โ€“ eight units.
Dembe: Raymond, you sound bad.
Red: Come alone.
Dembe: If you won’t make it to Dom’s, you need to get to a hospital.
Red: If I don’t make it, you you know what to do.
Dembe: Raymond. Be safe. I’ll be there.
[ Phone beeps ]
Mila: Who’s Dom?
Red: [ GASPS ] You need to get us to the highway.
Mila: You need a doctor.
Red: No, no, no, no doctors. Just the highway.
Mila: You are not okay, all right? You’re not gonna make it. You’re sick. If you don’t make it to a hospital
Red: [ GROANS ]
[ Red passes out ]

 
[ Mila pulls off the road alongside a delapidated farm building. She gets out the satchel and sets up a makeshift transfusion. Red moans and stirs ]
Red [ Mumbling ] What are you doing?
Mila: Give me your arm.
Red: We need to get to Dom.
Mila: Listen to me. If we don’t do this right now, you’re gonna be dead before we get to wherever you think we’re going to. I didn’t save you to watch you die in my car.
Red: [ GROANS ] If we don’t keep moving, they’ll find us.
Mila: They already have. Hold still.
Red: W-What?
Mila: Don’t move.
Red: What do you mean they already have?
Mila: You have to trust me.
[ Mila takes out a scalpel and expertly removes the tracking chip from Redโ€™s neck ]
Red: Why did you help me?
Mila: Like you said, I’m not a killer. And I have terrible judgement when it comes to men.

 
[ TIRES SCREECH ] [ The white car arrives at Domโ€™s place in the country ]
[ Mila goes to the door and knocks. She breaks the glass pane ] [ GLASS SHATTERS ] [ Mila reaches through the broken pane for the door handle and opens the door ]
Mila: Hello? Anyone here?
[ GUN COCKS ] [ The barrel of a shotgun appears ]
Dom: Morning. You’d better have a damn good excuse, darling.
Mila: Are you Dom?

 
[ Outside, Dom and Mila are by the car ]
Dom: [ SPEAKING RUSSIAN, muttering ] Lord in Heaven.
[ Red, inside the car, is motionless ]
Dom: Is he dead?

 
[ Inside Domโ€™s house, Dembe has arrived. Red is receiving plasma and looks better ]
Dom: Tell me what she said. Not your interpretation, her exact words.
Red: I’m not interpreting anything. She’s coming for you, and she made it very clear she’s closing in.
Dom: Nonsense. I’m off the grid.
Dembe: Elizabeth found you.
Dom: You mind your own business.
Red: There’s no reason to risk it, Dom. This is your house. I know it won’t be easy to go, but there’s nothing heroic about dying when you don’t have to. This isn’t “Rio Bravo.”
Dom: For your information, going out with a fight, standing your your ground, dying on your own terms, that sounds pretty good to a man 81.
Red: 81. Are you 81?
Dom: Secondly, nothing about this situation resembles the plot of “Rio Bravo.”
Red: She knows you tried to kill her, Dom. She wants answers, but she also wants revenge. You set her up, betrayed herโ€“
[ Mila has opened a notebook with a childโ€™s writing inside: โ€œKatarinaโ€ ]
Mila: Whose is this?
Dom: My daughter’s.
Mila: Katarina. That’s your daughter? Katarina Rostova?
Dom: Put it away, please.
Mila: Your own daughter wants to kill you because you betrayed her?
Red: It’s complicated.
Dom: I never betrayed Katarina. She betrayed me!
Red: Oh, come on. Enough.
Dom: Not just me. Our country, our our values, our entire way of life.
Red: The truth is, Mila, you’ve stumbled headlong into a family squabble. And the Rostov family can be rather eccentric.
Dom: She broke my heart. Made choices I couldn’t understand. What was my response?
Red: [ CHUCKLING ] Wait, what did Tolstoy say about unhappy families?
Dom: Despite all my anger, my frustration, I did what I thought was necessaryโ€“
Red: “Happy families are all alike, but every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”
Dom: Did I make mistakes? Yes. Do I deserve to die for them? Eh, maybe. If I die, at least I will go to my grave knowing that I did what I did to protect my own.

 
Steinhil: We found him.
Katarina: Where?
Steinhil: A farmhouse a few hours north.
Katarina: So I was right to trust you.
Steinhil: Will he give you what you want?
Katarina: No. Just what I need. I’ll talk to my halawadar. The balance due will be paid by this time tomorrow.
Steinhil: He means a great deal to you.
Katarina: He did. Once.
Steinhil: If the situation were reversed, would he show you mercy?
Katarina: [ SCOFFS ] No.
Steinhil: Then you can’t show him any.

 
[ Dembe walks with Mila to the white car ]
Dembe: Thank you.
Mila: For what?
Dembe: It’s my job to protect him. I couldn’t do that. You did.
Mila: He was supposed to be a bad man, a criminal, a fugitive, the worst of the worst. That’s why I signed up. Not to protect him. But to take down the Most Wanted.
Dembe: In my experience, who people are supposed to be is rarely who they are.
[ Dembe hands Mila a business card ]
Mila: [ Reading ] Steven Biel. Contractor?
Dembe: Call him. Tell him Raymond sent you.
Mila: Why?
Dembe: Raymond takes care of the people who take care of him.
Mila: [ SIGHS ] I didn’t do this for the money.
Dembe: No. You did it because it’s the right thing to do.
Mila: You give me too much credit.
Dembe: Take the card. It’s not just money. It’s protection.
Mila: You think she’ll come for me. Please thank him for me.
Dembe: No thanks are necessary.
Mila: He seems so decent. How is that possible?
Dembe: Because he is decent.
Mila: I should go.
[ Mila walks around the car and opens the driverโ€™s side door, then pauses and calls to Dembe who looks back ]
Mila: He said I’m not a killer, Reddington. He said he could tell just by looking at me.
Dembe: Then you’re not.
Mila: He knows nothing about me.
Dembe: He knows enough.
[ Dembe turns and walks toward the house. Mila gets in the car and pulls the door shut ]

 
[ At the warehouse, an FBI SWAT raid starts with percussion grenades and flares ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ]
โ€” Cover!
[ ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ Gunshots ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ]
[ MEN GROANING ]
โ‹˜โ‹™
Steinhil: What was that?
โ€” I don’t know.
[ DOOR OPENS ] [ DOOR SHUTS ]
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
โ‹˜โ‹™
โ€” Show me your hands!
โ€” Police!
โ€” You go.
[ ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ Gunshots ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ]

 
[ They search the premises. Liz comes across the spot where Red was tortured. A piece of the vinyl tubing, still blood-filled, is curled on the floor ]
Liz: He was here.
SWAT Agent: [ Calls out ] I need help here! I’ve got something. Someone inside. It’s locked.
Abigail (Steinfilโ€™s assistant, hands up): It’s Steinhil. He’s alone.
[ DOORKNOB RATTLES ]
Ressler: FBI. Open the door!
[ Ressler bangs on the door ]
Ressler: Steinhil, I said open the door!
[ GUNSHOT ๐Ÿ’ฅ ]
[ Ressler forces the door open. Steinhil lies face down on the floor, blood glistening in streaks on his temple and face ]

 
Dom: Damn it! I could’ve sworn I had another box of shells in here.
Red: Dom, we can help you. We’ll take what we can.
Dom: I’m too old to run.
Red: But too young to die.
Dom: Wh- Where would I go?
Red: To the beach, the mountains. How about the Tetons?
Dom: You really think she’s close.
Red: I think we have the day.
[ Mila appears ]
Mila: You don’t.
Red: What do you mean, “don’t”?
Mila: You don’t have the day. You don’t even have the hour. She knows where you are. She’s been tracking us since we left the safe house.
Dembe: How? You took the chip out of Raymond’s neck.
Red: Yes, out of my neck, but not out of her own. We didn’t escape, did we, Mila?
Mila: No. She ordered me to help you.
Red: Hoping I’d lead her here, to Dom. How much time do we have? Mila. How much time?
Mila: She’ll be here in 20, 30 minutes. I didn’t have a choice. She said she would kill me.
Red: Dom, I suggest we find that extra box of shells.

 
[ They lift up a rug to reveal a trap door ]
Red: [ To Mila ] Who are you? You’ve thrown your lot in with me. I should at least know your name.
Mila: Francesca Campbell. People call me Frankie.
Red: Tell me, Francesca. How is it that you turned out to be my guardian angel?
Francesca/Mila: That is not what I am.
Red: Are you really a nurse?
Francesca/Mila: I’m a former combat medic. That’s why Steinhil picked me.
Red: Steinhil.
Francesca/Mila: He created the illusion. Was part of it, too. โ€œInspector Oban.โ€
Red: Tell me about it โ€“ the con.
Francesca/Mila: They’ll be here any minute.
Red: Tell me.
Francesca/Mila: All I know is Katarina Rostova hired him because she thinks people are trying to kill her and that you might know how to stop them. The plan was to con you, not kill you โ€“ to get you to tell Inspector Oban who the assassins are and what they, or you, might know about her sources and safe houses.

 
[ Dembe goes through Domโ€™s collection of weapons ]
Dembe: You don’t believe in assault rifles?
Dom: Open that.
Red: Steinhil’s smart. He knew I’d be overconfident after figuring out the hospital wasn’t realโ€“
Dom: Carefully, carefully.
Red: โ€“that I’d think I’d solved the puzzle when I’d only gotten one piece.
Dom: I believe in plastic explosives.
Red: He knew I wouldn’t see his fingerprints all over the escape.
Francesca/Mila: Everything was planned, down to the last detail โ€“ leaving you alone to die, the car parked outside.
Red: You shot the guard.
Francesca/Mila: No, I didn’t.
[ Flashback showing this too was staged ]
Red: All that and the chip in my neck. Inspired. When this is over, I must see about putting this Steinhil on retainer. So โ€“ you’re not a nurse who’s afraid of her own shadow. You’re a soldier.
Francesca: That’s right. And I’m not leading you or anyone else into an ambush.
[ Dembe and Dom enter bearing firearms ]
Dembe: Four shotguns โ€“ two pump action, two lever. Three bolt-action rifles all single shot.
Dom: And a few souvenirs from home.
Francesca: Let me help you.
Dom: Your help is what got us into this mess.
Francesca: She’ll kill me, too. When she realizes that you knew she was coming, she’ll know I warned you.
Dembe: Raymond, we could use an extra gun.
Dom: Not if it’s pointed at the back of our heads!
Red: What do they call a combat medic in the army?
Francesca: 68 whiskey.
Red: Dembe, give the woman a shotgun.

 
[ The warehouse ]
[ A body bag is zipped shut ] [ ZIPPER ZIPPING ]
Ressler: I want a full autopsy. No one accesses that body until I get a solid I.D. You got that?
[ Liz has a laptop used for the deception ]
Liz: They tricked him, made him think he escaped.
Ressler: Reddington escaped, but he didn’t?
Liz: He was being tracked. They both were.
Ressler: Both? What do you mean both?
Liz: One of the security guards said there was a nurse on site who befriended him, made Reddington think she was on his side. She orchestrated the escape.
Ressler: So they could track him. Why? Where Where did they think he was gonna go?
Liz: My grandfather’s house.
Ressler: Your grandfather?
Liz: Whoever took Reddington was trying to find out about Katarina Rostova. If he wouldn’t tell them, maybe they think Dom will. And if they do to him what they did to Reddingtonโ€“
Ressler: We’re not gonna let that happen.
Liz: They may already be there.
Ressler: Keen. It’s not gonna happen.
 
[ Algiersโ€™ โ™ซ โ€œDeath Marchโ€ plays ]
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[ Katarina arrives with her henchmen in two black SUVs. Francesca comes out the front door to meet them. Red watches from around the side of the house ]
Katarina: They’re both here?
Francesca: Reddington’s recovering in the downstairs bedroom. He’s not mobile. The old man’s working at the back of the house.
Katarina: Anyone else?
Francesca: No. Did everything you said. It went all as planned.
Katarina: [ To her people ] You three, inside with her. Find Reddington and kill him. Berdy, tell the others to go around the back. Bring me Dominic. I want him alive.

โ™ช It all falls apart
Constant fear of explosion
Crypto-fascist contagion

โ™ช Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
They took no time to unwind it all
Manufactured suggestion
Wag the dog and then drown him

[ GUN COCKS ]
[ Two Henchmen enter the House ]
Dembe: Don’t move.
Henchman: [ To Francesca ] You didn’t tell us there was anyone else in the house.
[ Francesca grabs a gun and points it at the Henchman ]
Dembe: Drop your guns. Do it now.
Francesca: He said drop ’em!
[ ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ GUNFIRE ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ]
[ Both Henchmen fall. Outside Katarina and crew hear the gunfire ]
[ ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ GUNFIGHT RAGES ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ]
[ Dom shoots a shotgun through a window ๐Ÿ’ฅ ๐Ÿ’ฅ ๐Ÿ’ฅ ]

โ™ช Oh, no
Oh, no, no, no
This can’t be how it all whimpers out

[ Red presses a button ] [ BEEP ]
[ Plastic explosives blow up a car ๐Ÿ”ฅโ€ผ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฅโ€ผ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ]

Live to die in the gutter
Empty ivory towers

โ™ช Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
They pay no mind just to wind you up
Informed auto-suggestion
State-sanctioned assassination

[ ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ GUNFIGHT RAGES ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ]
[ Henchmen fall but none get in the house. Still, Red and crew are vastly outnumbered ]

โ™ช How hate keeps passing on
This is how the hate keeps passing on

[ Dom is shot ๐Ÿ’ฅ in the chest, above the heart ]
Dom: Aah!

โ™ช How the hate keeps passing on
This is how the hate keeps passing on

[ Red goes to Dom ]
Red: Dembe! Dom’s hit!
[ ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ GUNFIRE ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ ]
[ Together, Dembe and Red maneuver Dom into the underground cellar while Francesca fires at the interlopers ๐Ÿ’ฅ ๐Ÿ’ฅ ๐Ÿ’ฅ ๐Ÿ’ฅ ]
Red: Okay. One more step.
Dom: [ GROANING ]

 
[ Francesca pulls the cellar door shut ]
Red: That’s it. All right, sit.
Dom: [ GROANING ]
Red: Something for his head.
Dom: [ GROANING ]
Red: There you go.
Dom: [ GROANING ]
[ Francesca crouches over Dom ]
Francesca: Single round to the chest. Please tell me he has a hemostat.
Dom: How bad?
Francesca; Some Quick Clot powder? Celox?
Dembe: I don’t see any.
Francesca: Gauze?
Dom: [ GROANS ]
Francesca: Oh, the- the plastic. Give me the package, too.
Red: All right. Get him up.
Dom: [ GROANS ] How bad is it? How bad?! [ GROANS ]
[ Francesca presses the package against Domโ€™s wound ]
Red: That’s it.

 
[ FOOTSTEPS ]
Dembe: They’re here.
[ FOOTSTEPS ]
Katarina: Gentlemen, it’s over!
Dom: Go to hell!
Katarina: Seems you may get there first. Raymond, I told you I want answers, which means I need him alive. Send him out, and I’ll have no choice but to save his life.
Red: We open it, she’ll kill the three of us and eventually kill him.
Francesca: He may not make it anyway.
Dembe: Then we fight.
Katarina: Open the door, Raymond, or my men shoot their way to you. Raymond, this is my last warning!
[ FOOTSTEPS ]
[ A young scout walks up to Katarina and whispers something to her. She takes in what he said ~ ]

 
[ The front door slamsโšก๏ธopen and an FBI SWAT team bursts in ]
โ€” Move up, move up!
[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]
โ€” Clear!
โ€” Clear!
Liz: Ressler, in here! Dom? Dom, it’s Elizabeth Keen. Are you okay?
Red: Elizabeth! It’s us! Is it clear?
Liz: It’s clear!
[ Ressler opens the cellar trap door ]
Red: Dom’s hit. We need to get him help now.
[ They begin to move Dom to the steps ]
Red: That’s it.

 
Cooper: [ On phone ] You have Reddington?
Ressler: [ In police carr, lights flashing ] Yeah. Been through hell, but he’s okay. Better than Rostova.
Cooper: Katarina?
Ressler: No. Dominic her father, Keen’s grandfather. This, everything, it was about getting information on Katarina and the people hunting her.
Cooper: Getting information for who? Are we any closer to finding out who hired Steinhil?
Ressler: No, they were gone by the time we got there. And by the looks of things, they came in guns blazing.
[ ๐ŸšจSIRENS๐Ÿšจ WAILING ]

 
[ Dembe is driving as Liz, Red and Francesca tend to Dom is the back of a van ]
Liz: The nearest hospital’s in the opposite direction.
Red: Yes, it is.
Liz: Then why are we going the wrong way?
Red: Because we’re not going to the hospital.
Liz: What? What? I’m sorry, but who are you?
Francesca: He needs an operating room, a surgeon.
Red: Yes, and I intend to get him the best one available.
Liz: What if he dies before then?
Red: He’s a Rostov, Elizabeth. If we take him to an emergency room, questions will be asked, questions he’s not prepared to answer.
Liz: [ Whispers ] Please don’t tell me she’s the nurse from the French hospital.
Red: She was very convincing.
Liz: She was in on the con.
Red: Yes, and now she’s the best hope your grandfather has to survive.
Dembe: [ Calling back to the others ] Dr. Stein and his team have been alerted. They’re en route.
Red: Called Dembe on my way to Dom’s, and given my condition, he felt it prudent to assemble one of our triage cubes.
Dom: [ GASPS ]
Red: Turns out, it was.
Dom: [ COUGHING ]
Liz: What’s happening?!
Francesca: Tension pneumothorax. Air’s leaking out of the hole into his pleural cavity. We need to remove the seal, or else the pressure’s gonna collapse his lungs.
Dom: [ GASPING ]
[ Francesca removes the covering from the wound ]
Dom: [ SIGHS ]
Francesca: [ Agitated ] It’s not just air. He’s bleeding into his chest cavity. We’re losing him. How far out?!
Dembe: Three minutes.
Red: We’re almost there.
Dom: [ COUGHING ] So much to say.
Red: And a lifetime left to say it.
Dom: [ GASPING AND COUGHING ]

 
[ The van pulls in to the garage of the mobile hospital site, which is in a lumberyard ]
Francesca: GSW! White male, 80. Sat-level 76 and dropping.
Nurse: Got it.
Francesca: Hemopneumothorax. His lungs are drowning. Which one of you is the surgeon? Nurse: Doc’s still in transit.
Francesca: ETA?
Francesca: Six minutes.
Francesca: He’ll be dead in six minutes! If we don’t put a chest tube in him in the next two, both of his lungs will collapse.
Red: Then you do it.
Francesca: Me? I’m a field medic.
Red: I don’t care what you are. Do you know how to do it?
Francesca: I’ve never done it before.
Red: Do you know how to do it?! Just do it! These people can help you with whatever you need. Do it!
Manโ€™s voice: [ Faint ] CO2 number.

 
[ MONITOR BEEPING ]
[ Charlie Cunninghamโ€™s โ™ซ โ€œForce of Habitโ€ plays ]
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โ™ช If they pull you under, you’re buried alive

[ The surgery begins ]
Francesca: Knife. Doesn’t matter which one. Just pick one.

โ™ช Don’t wait for an answer ’cause no one survived

Nurse: Seventh intercostal.
Francesca: Give me the smallest ET tube you’ve got.

โ™ช It’s force of habit
Take something from it

[ Francesca makes an incision into Domโ€™s lung and inserts a tube ]
Francesca: Okay.
[ Liz and Red peer in from behind the plastic sheeting ]

โ™ช You called, it came
It’s here to stay

Male Nurse: Critical.
[ Blood is suctioned out of Domโ€™s lung ]
[ WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]
Male Nurse: Stabilizing.

โ™ช These wounds don’t heal
But they won’t show

[ AIR HISSING ]

โ™ช They’ve already been out there
They’ve been walking for miles

 
Liz: [ Whispering ] Those questions you don’t want asked, well, I’m gonna ask them anyway. Why don’t we start with who did this.
Red: Not now, Elizabeth.
Liz: [ Urgent whisper ] Yes, now. Someone out there thinks Katarina Rostova is still alive, and clearly they think you know more than you’re saying.
Red: That isn’t a question.
Liz: Who grabbed you in Paris? Who tortured you? Why is my grandfather dying in a lumberyard? My question is, what the hell happened?
Red: You did. You and Agent Ressler.
Liz: Excuse me?
Red: [ Low but angry voice ] How many times have I told you? Leave it alone. I warned you. Even saying the name Katarina Rostova has consequences, and now you see. Now you see what that name will make others do. These questions of yours have gotten their attention, and now they will crawl out of whatever hole they were in, and they will hurt whomever they must โ€“ just on the chance, just on the notion that she might still be alive. “What happened?!” Elizabeth. You raised an old ghost, and that’s why your grandfather is dying in a lumberyard.

 
[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: Reddington blamed you?
Liz: He’s not wrong.
Cooper: Of course he is.
Liz: None of this would’ve happened if Ressler and I hadn’t started asking a lot of questions he told us not to ask.
Cooper: You wouldn’t have had to ask them if he’d been honest with you, if he’d told you his real identity.
Liz: Have you decided whether to tell Main Justice?
Cooper: Not yet. But telling them Reddington is really a former KGB agent whose name is Ilya Koslov will cause a firestorm I have no interest in dealing with. What I am interested in is you and making sure you know that none of this is your fault.
Liz: Reddington wouldn’t tell us who abducted him. And it’s not like we can ask Steinhil or whatever his real name was.
Cooper: Aram’s following up with the M.E. If we can identify the body, maybe we can work backward from there. In the meantime, I’ve assigned a security detail to your apartment.
Liz: You think that’s really necessary?
Cooper: We don’t know who took Reddington, but she’s asking about your mother and has shown that she’s willing to go after anyone who may know about her, so, yes, I think it’s necessary.
Liz: I’m sorry my family is so โ€” messy.
Cooper: Katarina Rostova is your relative. We’re your family. And we’re not gonna let anything happen to you.
[ Liz smiles ]

 
[ Van DOORS CLOSING ]
[ The driver gets out of a van marked OCME ~ โ€œOffice of the Chief Medical Examinerโ€ ~ and walks around to the back ]
โ‹˜โ‹™
[ Cooperโ€™s Office. Aram appears ]
Aram: Sir.
Cooper: Agent Mojtabai. Something wrong?
Aram: Definitely. I did what you said and followed up with the Medical Examiner’s Office, and they didn’t know what I was talking about.
โ‹˜โ‹™
[ The OCME driver and another man open the vanโ€™s back doors ]
โ‹˜โ‹™
Aram: They don’t have Steinhil. I mean, they never even got him. Apparently, the call we made requesting they respond to the scene was canceled.
โ‹˜โ‹™
[ Out of the back of the OCME van pops Louis T Steinhil โ€“ peeling the fake blood from his face ]
โ‹˜โ‹™
Cooper: Canceled by who?
Aram: Well, the log says by Special Agent Gerald Host. G. Host, as in โ€”
Cooper: Ghost.

 
[ Red sits in the back seat of his parked Mercedes with Francesca ]
Red: [ Solemnly ] I’ve been trying to decide what to do about you. I suppose by warning us, you saved our lives, but you’re also a large part of the reason our lives needed saving. The things you’ve done โ€“ I’ve killed others for less. I appreciate what you did for Dom. It’s the reason you’re still alive. But to be clear, it does not make us even.
Francesca: Why didn’t the FBI arrest you?
Red: I intend to find the woman who did this.
Francesca: You’re number one on their list, and they just let you go.
Red: Perhaps you can help me find her. Perhaps not. Time will tell. But until we are even, you’re not going anywhere.
Francesca: If you don’t mind me asking โ€“ how’s he doing?
Red: We don’t know if his brain was deprived of oxygen, and if so, for how long. If he ever does wake up, he may not be himself anymore.

 
[ Domโ€™s bedside ] [ MONITOR BEEPING ] [ Dom remains unconscious ] [ Red is there; Liz enters ]
Liz: I didn’t realize you two were close.
Red: Ahh. I’ve known Dom a long time. Most of it’s been โ€“ unpleasant. Still, something happens when you’ve when you’ve known someone that long, when, after all of life’s twists and turns you look over and there they are, still in it with you, still yours.
Liz: I’m sorry my questions caused all this. But they are questions I deserve answers to. Maybe not now. Now it’s too dangerous. But someday I’m going to insist on answers. And you’re going to have to give them to me.
Red: When he gets better, you should bring Agnes to meet him.

 
[ Lizโ€™s apartment. Liz and Agnes get ready for the day ]
Liz: Shoes, shoes, shoes! If we don’t leave here in two minutes, Agnes, you’re definitely gonna be late for the bell.
Agnes: Wait! My headband!
[ COFFEE POT RATTLES ] [ Liz holds up two headbands, one with kitten ears ]
Liz: Ears or no ears?
Agnes: Ears!
โ‹˜โ‹™
[ Liz locks the apartment door ] [ KEYS JINGLING ]
[ A woman is exiting the next apartment. The woman is Katarina Rostova ]
Agnes: Mom, that’s not Mrs. Monzewski, right?
Katarina: Oh, my goodness! I love those ears!
Liz: Uh, hello. I’m Liz. This is Agnes.
Katarina: Maddy Tolliver. Your new neighbor.
Liz: It’s funny. Mrs. Monzewski’s lived there forever. I didn’t know she was thinking of moving.
Katarina: She didn’t. I’m just subletting. It all happened very quickly. The woman who showed me the apartment said something about her going to Pittsburgh for a while to be closer to her grandson.
Agnes: You’re pretty.
Katarina:Thank you, sweetie! So are you! You remind me of my granddaughter.
Liz: We have to run, but it was nice meeting you.
Katarina: So nice to meet you both. I’m sure we’ll be seeing more of each other.

 
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โ™ซ Death March
By Algiers

โ™ช Oh no
On no, no, no
This can’t be how it all falls apart
Constant fear of explosion
Crypto-fascist contagion

โ™ช Oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
They took no time to unwind it all
Manufactured suggestion
Wag the dog and then drown him

โ™ช How hate keeps passing on
This is how the hate keeps passing on

โ™ช Oh no
On no, no, no
This can’t be how it all whimpers out
Live to die in the gutter
Empty ivory towers

โ™ช Oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
They pay no mind just to wind you up
Informed autosuggestion
State-sanctioned assassination

โ™ช How hate keeps passing on
This is how the hate keeps passing on

โ™ช How hate keeps passing on
This is how the hate keeps passing on

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โ™ซ Force of Habit
By Charlie Cunningham

โ™ช It they pull you under, you’re buried alive
Don’t wait for an answer cos no-one survived

โ™ช If you now that it’s a force of habit
Take something from it
You called, it came
It’s here to stay

โ™ช These wounds don’t heel but the won’t show

โ™ช They’ve already been out there
They been walking for miles
There’s nobody out there
So don’t waste your time

โ™ช It’s over a choice that you made
It’s taken you nowhere
You called, they came
They’re here to stay

โ™ช I’ve seen it form your side but
Still takes a moment to realise
These situations they often arise

โ™ช They say it’s impossible to know but I know, keep my head low
Decide on it once and for all, so now you know
They say it’s impossible to grow, but I grown, read the head stone
Confides in it once and for all

โ™ช You know that it’s a force of habit
Take something from it
You called, they came
They’re here to stay

โ™ช I’m seeing it from both sides but
I need the moment to understand why these situations always arise

โ™ช I’ve seen it with my own eyes but
Still takes a moment to realise why
These situations they often arise

โ™ช Been bitten, still too shy or
One thing or another but no one ask why
These complications get me tied

โ™ช I’ve seen it with my own eyes but
Still takes a moment to realise why
These situations they often arise

โ™ช Been bitten twice as shy or
One thing or another that no-one ask why
These complications get me tied

โ™ช I’ve seen it all with my own eyes but
Still takes a moment to realise why
These situations they often arise

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๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ญ ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ท ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ด ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ท ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ผ

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