🔴 Script 7:15 Gordon Kemp (№ 158)
NBC’s series The Blacklist starring James Spader and Megan Boone
Series created by: Jon Bokenkamp
Program air date: 4/17/2020 in the US (7pm Central/Chicago Time)
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Last updated: 4/20/2020 at 1:00pm CT [ Central/Chicago time ]
Directed by: Andrew McCarthy
Written by: Jonathan Shapiro, Lukas Reiter
SERIES STARS:
Raymond ‘Red’ Reddington – James Spader
Elizabeth Keen – Megan Boone
Donald Ressler – Diego Klattenhoff
Harold Cooper – Harry Lennix
Aram Mojtabai – Amir Arison
Dembe Zuma – Hisham Tawfiq
GUEST STARS:
Morgan – Genson Blimline
Judge Borns – Dennis Boutsikaris
Brimley – Teddy Coluca
Ilya Koslov/Frank Bloom – Brett Cullen
Staffer – George Deihl, Jr
Chuck – Jonathan Holtzman
Esi Jackson (P.I.) – Kecia Lewis
Edward Martell (Gunman) – Daniel Marconi
AUSA Sam Horan – David Mason
Linda – Audrey Heffernan Meyer
Gordon Kemp’s lawyer – Okwui Okpokwasili
Sofia Salgado – Camila Perez
Anne Fleet – Christina Rouner
James Dalman – Brian Sheppard
Agent Alina Park – Laura Sohn
Carly Ambers – Christine Spang
Ken Judson (Gun show seller) – Andy Taylor
Gordon Kemp – Jim True-Frost
Heddie Hawkins – Aida Turturro
Ana Salgado – Lisann Valentin
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[ Flashbacks: ]
Victor Skovic – Michael Cerveris
Katarina Rostova – Laila Robins
🔴 Script 7:15 Gordon Kemp (№ 158)
Brief (Where we’re at): After his trucks carrying a precious cargo of smuggled ambergris ended up in the bottom of an Alaskan lake, Red aranged to deal with two problems at once: solving the mysterious disappearances in the “Alaskan Triangle” and arranging for Agent Alina Park to confront the man she had been searching for for years and who she held responsible for the death of her mother, her boyfriend and fellow heroin addict, Edward Lussier. In the end, after Edward saved Park’s life, she was forced to confront the fact that it was she who killed her mother, when as a child of seven, she responded to her mother’s pleas and injected her with heroin, accidentally overdosing her.
Park, Liz and Ressler solved the Alaska Triangle mystery after setting a trap by running one of Red’s trucks through the area. It was hijacked by a group led by Twamie Ullulaq (Blacklister #126), a Native American who had been trained in counter-insurgency by the CIA during the Cold War, only to have the promises of housing and schools that were promised evaporate when the Cold War ended. So Ullulaq’s crew had turned to highway robbery, using the skills learned from the US Government.
Red also helped Aram, who had discovered his girlfriend Elodie, whose husband had just died after being in a vegetative state for month, had a prenuptial agreement ~ something she had told him did not exist. This made Aram question whether Elodie had killed her husband. Aram took a blood draw from Elodie’s husband’s corpse and had it processed using Red’s contacts. The test turned out positive and Aram was forced to arrest Elodie for murder, despite the feelings they had both developed for each other.
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[ Red and Dembe enter a convenience store. Both Red and Dembe are wearing tuxes. Red is talking on the phone to Glen Carter ]
Red: No, Glen, it’s fine. We’re already here. Yes, it’s right up the street from Cher’s hotel. Yeah. We get the ice, pick up the diva, and in a half-hour, she’s serenading Trudy with “If I Could Turn Back Time.” Best retirement party ever. Yeah. No, Glen. I told you, it is what it is. There’s no, all of a sudden, requesting “Half Breed.” All right. Okay, thank you. Bye. Y-Yes. Fine. [ Call ends ]
[ The cashier, a young woman, Sofia Salgado, is looking at her phone ]
Red: [ To Sofia ] Do you have any of the really big bags of ice? Miss?
[ Sofia looks intently at her phone ]
Red: Excuse– Sorry to pry you away from your text or tweet or “twhatever.”
[ Sofia looks up, almost in tears ]
Red: Are you all right?
Sofia: It wasn’t a tweet. It was– It was an e-mail. [ Smiling ] I just– I just got accepted into college.
Red: Oh, my God! Dembe! Look!
[ Sofia shows Red the e-mail ]
Red: Chapel Hill?
Sofia: Yeah.
Red: Wow, congratulations. Your parents must be so proud.
Sofia: Yeah, my father passed last year, but my mother act– I actually have to call my mom, but the ice is in the back.
Red: Thank you. Congratulations.
Sofia: Thank you.[ Laughs ]
[ Door opens ✨ ] [ Red and Dembe walk to the ice freezer ]
Red: Oh, my gosh.
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[ A young man, Edward Martell, enters the store ]
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Red: This is a moment that woman will never forget. We should buy her something to celebrate.
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[ Sofia calls her Mom ]
Sofia: [ Laughs ] I got accepted.
[ Edward grabs a bag of chips and goes to the checkout. He pulls out a gun ]
Edward: [ Low voice ] Put the phone down. Now.
[ Sofia drops her phone ]
Edward: Come on. Now give me the money, okay?
[ Sofia presses a button on the side of the counter and opens the cash register ]
Edward: Um– Come on. Move.
[ Cash register beeps✨ ]
Edward: Hey. No alarms. Hear me?
[ Sofia gives the cash to Edward. He stuffs it in his pocket ]
[ Siren wailing🚨 ]
Edward: What did you do?
Sofia: I didn’t do anything!
Edward: What did you do?!
Sofia: I didn’t do anything!
Edward: I said no alarms!
[ Edward shoots 💥 Sofia ]
Sofia: [ Gasps and falls ]
[ Red and Dembe both 💥shoot 💥💥💥💥Edward. He is hit multiple times ]
[ Red walks over and looks behind the counter. Sofia is dead in a pool of blood ]
[ Dembe gets the tape from the surveillance feed and wipes Red’s fingerprints from the bottle of sparkling wine they were going to buy. Red takes Edward’s IDs ]
Dembe: Raymond. Raymond, we have to go.
[ Red pauses again to look at Sofia’s body, then follows Dembe ]
[ 🚨Sirens wailing🚨 ]
[ Ilya Koslov (aka Frank Bloom) looks nervously out of the window of his apartment. He goes to a desk and takes out a gun and binoculars ] [ Below on the street is parked a blue Chevy Malibu with the license plate partially obscured by mud or clay. Ilya writes down as much of the number as he can see ]
Ilya: [ Panting ]
Flashbacks:
Ilya: –You don’t have to do this.
Katarina: I’m afraid I do, love.
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Katarina: The plan. Tell me what you remember about that plan.
Linda (his wife): [ Echoing ] Frank?
Flashback:
Ilya: Stop.
Victor Skovic: I need to bring him out.
Linda: [ Echoing ] No! Frank!
Ilya/Frank: What?
Linda: You’re looking at the cars again.
Ilya: What?
Linda: There’s nothing out there.
Ilya: The blue car is back.
[ Frank looks down on the street. The car is gone ]
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[ Frank runs out of the entrance to his apartment building, followed by Linda ]
Frank: [ Panting ]
Linda: Frank! Frank, stop! Frank.
Frank: [ Excitedly ] The blue car!
Linda: Frank–
Frank: [ Hysterically ] It was back! It was right there!
Linda: Frank, come inside. Please! Come on. Come on. That’s it.
[ Linda guides Frank back inside ]
[ Red’s apartment ] [ Liz reads a story with the headline “Botched Mini-Mart Robbery Leaves Two Dead.” The story includes a photo of Sofia Salgado ]
Liz: An armed robbery at a mini mart.
Red: The clerk was shot and killed.
Liz: That’s the case– a shooting at a mini mart that left the clerk and one of the robbers dead at the scene?
Red: Well, there was only one robber. The police suspect he was killed by an accomplice who wanted the cash for himself. They’re wrong.
Liz: And how do you know that?
Red: Because I shot him. We shot him– Dembe and I.
Liz: You were there.
Red: She’d just been accepted to college. The girl, Sofia. Had her whole life ahead of her. All the good and all of the bad. The triumphs and mistakes. Gone. Like a story erased.
Liz: You know how he was killed because you killed him.
Red: We killed the man who committed the crime, but not the man I hold responsible for it.
Liz: And who might that be?
[ The Post Office ] [ Liz briefs the task force ]
Liz: Fine Caliber Arms International is a 100-year-old gun manufacturer run by Gordon Kemp, who inherited it from his father eight years ago and promptly started making the FineCal 9.
Ressler: The gun of choice for violent young criminals in Chicago and Atlanta.
Liz: And dozens of other cities. It’s the cheapest 9mm on the market. A gun with no collectible value except that it’s a readily available, affordable weapon for street-level criminals.
Cooper: So, what, Edward Martell, a 19-year-old with a long rap sheet, murders a clerk with a FineCal, and Reddington puts the company that legally manufactures them on the Blacklist?
Liz: Reddington put Kemp on the Blacklist because police have seized more FineCals than every other semiautomatic weapon combined, and Kemp keeps flooding urban markets with them.
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[ Gordon Kemp is exercising on a treadmill when his assistant enters ]
Anne Fleet: There’s been a local shooting. Victim had just been accepted to college. Press is working that angle, as well as the rising number of deaths connected to the FineCal this year.
Gordon Kemp: Get the team. I want the narrative changed. By lunch!
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Liz: Reddington holds Kemp responsible for the death of Sofia Salgado. For some reason, seeing her die really got to him.
Agent Park: We’re supposed to believe Reddington’s after Kemp because he’s emotionally affected?
Aram: Or because Kemp sells guns? Mr. Reddington sells them, too. Maybe he’s targeting a competitor.
Ressler: No, as far as know, Reddington only sells weapons for military use. Of course, that includes armed insurrection, but military nonetheless.
Cooper: Okay, but he’s asking us to target a company that’s not committing any crimes.
Liz: It’s okay to flood high-crime neighborhoods with cheap guns?
Cooper: If you want my personal opinion, buy me a drink after work and we’ll talk.
Ressler: Or you can have my opinion now. This is a crime problem, not a gun problem.
Cooper: The Task Force investigates crimes, not legal conduct we disagree with.
Liz: It’s a crime to knowingly sell a gun to a criminal.
Cooper: Does Reddington have a good-faith basis to believe that’s what Kemp is doing?
Liz: Maybe. He gave me a lead on the man who sold Edward Martell the murder weapon. He says if we find him, he’ll give us all the good faith we need.
[ Ressler walks up to a couple on the street, James Dalman and his girlfriend Carly Ambers )
Ressler: James Dalman.
Dalman: Eh, I don’t think I know you, chief.
Ressler: No, but I know you. [ Flashing badge ] Take a walk.
Dalman: [ To Carly ] It’s okay, baby. This will just take a minute.
[ They walk a few yards away ]
Park: Here’s what we know. You have felony convictions for assault and burglary. You’re hooked on Oxy, and you make ends meet trafficking guns.
Dalman: Is this about child support?
Park: Sofia Salgado was murdered by Edward Martell who used a FineCal 9 he bought from you.
Dalman: So this isn’t about child support.
Ressler: We know you sell FineCal 9s. With your record, we know you don’t buy them yourself. What we want to know is who you get them from. Look, you’re going to prison. This is your one chance to help yourself. Give us a name.
Dalman: [ Pauses ] Can’t do it. [ Panting ]
[ Carly is making a call ]
Park: I think you just did.
[ A conference room at Fine Caliber Arms International (“FineCal”) ]
Anne Fleet: We issued a press release condemning the shooting and made a $100,000 donation to the NRA’s Safety Education initiative.
Gordon Kemp: Make it $250,000. And leak our agenda for our sit-down with Senator Jennings.
Fleet: To discuss sensible gun legislation to curb senseless gun violence.
Kemp: Clever. Sensible. Senseless. Use that in the release. And where are we with the ex-boyfriend?
Staffer: We’re not sure that’s something we should leak to the press.
Kemp: Research uncovers that the victim dated someone with a connection to a local gang, and we’re not going to leak that? The connection was secondhand at best. Right now, we have broad industry support. We could lose it playing that kind of hardball.
Kemp: This girl’s death was a tragedy that we are not responsible for.
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[ Sofia’s mother, Ana Solgado, mourns over her casket ]
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Kemp: If it requires playing hardball to keep us from getting blamed for it, then that’s what we’re going to do.
Fleet: There’s a gun show in the county where the shooting occurred. Maybe you should go, keep our talking points in the press.
[ Red is riding in the back of his Mercedes as Dembe drives ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
Red: [ On phone ] Ilya. What’s going on?
Ilya: I’ve got a shadow. He’s outside my place right now.
Red: Who’s outside?
Ilya: The guy in the Chevy Malibu. He’s been out there for over an hour.
Red: Listen to me. Stay where you are. I’m gonna send Dembe.
Ilya: For all I know, he’s not alone, Raymond. There– There may be others. It may be her.
Red: Ilya, Dembe will be there soon. Just keep your head down.
[ Red hangs up ]
Dembe: Is he having another episode?
Red: Yes. Blue Chevy again. [ Sighs ] Just drop me at the Post Office. You go make sure he’s okay. When I’m finished with Harold, I’ll call you.
Dembe: Raymond, why are you doing this?
Red: Doing what?
Dembe: Speaking with Harold, giving him this case.
Red: She was an innocent. So many for so long have been innocent. I’m sick of it.
[ Cooper’s office ] [ Live video into Carly’s interrogation room is visible on the computer screen above ]
Cooper: She bought 30 FineCal 9s at a gun show in West Virginia from the booth run by Judson Firearms.
Red: Federally licensed dealer.
Cooper: Passed the background check with no problem. Apparently, she told him she was starting a personal collection.
Red: And she gave all 30 to Dalman, the boyfriend.
Cooper: Yes. He turned around and sold them on the street.
Red: She can’t be more than 23, 24.
Cooper: She’s a classic straw purchaser, and we can definitely charge her.
Red: Her? I’m interested in more than her, Harold. You need to take this up the food chain.
Cooper: And how do you suggest we do that?
Red: For starters, you can make a case against Judson Firearms for selling guns to a buyer they should have known would put those guns in criminal hands.
Cooper: You know how hard a case like that would be to prove.
Red: I disagree. A young woman with an address in the city who’s suddenly decided to collect guns – 30 identical guns. 30 of the cheapest guns on the market, which just happen to be the most popular among young, violent criminals?
Cooper: She passed the background check.
Red: How did she pay for them?
Cooper: Cash.
Red: Harold.
Cooper: Her age isn’t enough. I’m not sure the volume of the sale is, either. Now, if there were a second sale– If Judson sold to her again only a few month after she bought 30 guns, there’s no way they’d think it’s because she’s a collector.
Red: You want to send her back in, this time, on the record.
Cooper: And tell her to buy another 30. For her “collection.”
[ Ilya sits on his sofa. A ceiling fan turns overhead, creating a hypnotic effect against the lights ]
Flashback:
Katarina: You were my friend.
Ilya: There are things about this you can’t possibly understand.
Katarina: Oh, but I want to understand. In fact, I insist!
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Flashback:
[ Ilya hangs from the ceiling with a cord around his neck ]
Ilya: [ Choking ]
[ Floorboards creak ]
Ilya: Linda? Honey?
[ Ilya gets up and looks out of the window. He sees the blue Chevy Malibu parked below ]
[ Someone raps on the door. Ilya is afraid to answer and ducks into a corner ]
[ The door creaks open. When the person comes close, Ilya jumps him ] [ ⚡️Fight⚡️ ]
Ilya: [ Panting ]
Flashback:
Katarina: Hunted like an animal!
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Flashback:
[ Car 💥🔥💥 EXPLODES 💥🔥💥 in attempt to assassinate Katarina ]
[ ⚡️Fight continues⚡️ ]
Ilya: [ Grunting ]
Flashback:
[ Images flash by: Young Katarina ~ Ilya connected to memory extraction machinery ~ Ilya falling on table⚡️]
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Fragments of memories:
Katarina: Why won’t you help me!
Ilya: You go to hell!
Krilov: You need to stop.
Katarina: Reddington.
Dembe: [ Muffled ] It’s me!
Flashback:
Katarina: Whoever he is, he’s still out there. Answer me! Why!
[ Ilya in memory extraction shaking uncontrollably ]
Dembe: It’s me! Ilya, it’s me! Dembe.
[ Linda brings a glass of water and sits down on the sofa next to Ilya ]
Ilya: Dembe. I know what I saw, Dembe.
Linda: You’re tired. You should lie down.
Ilya: It’s her, I know it.
Linda: Why don’t I get you something to eat?
[ Linda leaves ]
Ilya: [ Sighs ]
[ Dembe places a call ] [ Cellphone dialing ]
Ilya: You know I’m not making this up. I know what I saw.
Dembe: [ On phone ] Raymond. Yes, he says he needs to speak with you.
[ The gun show ] [ The crowd mills around ] [ Gordon Kemp talks to a reporter ]
Kemp: Are we concerned? Of course. But I think the public understands we can’t be held responsible when violent individuals commit crimes with our weapons.
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[ Ressler, Liz and Park are dispersed through the crowd. They check their communications ]
Ressler: Com check – Everyone read me?
Liz: I’m here. Affirmative.
Park: Loud and clear.
[ Cooper and Aram are at home base at the Post Office ]
Cooper: We hear you, Agent Ressler. We could use a visual.
Park: Camera’s up.
Ressler: Everyone seeing what I’m seeing? It’s Gordon Kemp himself, sweet-talking the press.
Cooper: Let him. One big fish at a time.
Liz: I’ve got eyes on Carly. She’s approaching now.
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[ Carly Ambers, who cut a deal for leniency by agreeing to stage an illegal sale, walks up to Ken Judson’s booth ]
Carly: Excuse me?
Judson: Hey. I know you. We’ve done business before. No problem with the last sale, I hope.
Carly: No. No problems. The opposite, actually. I liked them so much, uh, I was thinking I’d buy more.
Judson: Really? Uh, how many more?
Carly: [ Nervously ] Uh, I was thinking another 30.
Judson: I’m sorry, remind me your name?
Carly: Carly Ambers.
Judson: Are you feeling okay, Carly? You don’t look so well.
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Ressler: He knows something’s wrong.
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Carly: I’m fine.
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Cooper: He has to know she’s not a bona fide collector.
Liz: She’s a wreck. He’d have to be blind not to see it.
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Judson: The 30 you bought last time, that was for a personal collection?
Carly: [ Excitedly ] Yes. I just want to get more.
Judson: All right. No worries. We can do that.
Carly: Look, I’ve got the cash, if that’s what you’re worried about.
[ Carly slams the bag of cash on the counter ]
Judson: No, no, I just need to get a little more information.
Carly: I can buy from someone else. You’re not the only one that sells FineCals.
Judson: There’s no reason to raise your voice.
Gordon Kemp: [ From a few feet away ] Kenny. Can I grab you for a moment?
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Liz: Heads up, that’s Kemp.
Cooper: Stay with them. Agent Keen, adjust your position.
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[ Judson walks over to Kemp ]
Kemp: What’s going on?
Judson: I got a few red flags. She bought 30 FineCals a few months ago, and she wants 30 more.
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Cooper: Agent Keen, we can’t hear.
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Judson: I don’t like it.
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Park: They’re too far from the mic.
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Judson: She’s from the same area where that mini mart shooting just happened. If she’s passing them on to somebody else–
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Liz: Unbelievable. Did you catch that?
Cooper: Did he just warn Kemp that this might be a straw purchase?
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Kemp: I’m sorry. It’s so loud in here, I didn’t hear all that.
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Liz: Oh, he heard.
Aram: Damn right, he heard.
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Kemp: What? I couldn’t make that out. I didn’t hear what you said, but I don’t really see an issue. She’s a collector. It’s your job to run a background check and if she passes–
Judson: I agree. I just–
Kemp: Kenny. Make the sale.
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Liz: I say we take them both.
Ressler: You can’t arrest them unless they know they’re selling to a prohibited buyer.
Liz: Kemp doesn’t want to know.
Cooper: Agents Park? Ressler?
Park: Sounds like Kemp’s the one driving this.
Ressler: You pick up a gun manufacturer, you better be ready for the heat that follows.
Cooper: To hell with the heat. I’m asking if you think Kemp’s guilty.
Ressler: Yeah.
Cooper: Then take him. But do it quietly.
[ Liz and Ressler confront Kemp ]
Liz: [ Low voice ] Gordon Kemp. Agents Keen and Ressler, FBI. You’re under arrest. We need you to come with us.
Kemp: [ Loudly ] I’m sorry? Did you say FBI?
Liz: Keep your voice down. We’d like to do this quietly.
Kemp: [ Loudly ] No, I won’t keep my voice down.
Liz: We need to do this quietly, sir.
[ A crowd has gathered ]
— FBI! It’s a raid!
— They’re undercover posing as part of the crowd.
— You got a search warrant? If not, you got no right to be here.
Ressler: Listen, you’re gonna be arrested for obstruction, so back up.
Kemp: Friends, calm down. There’s no need for this. They don’t have a case. Let’s not them provoke us into violence to justify attacking us and taking our guns. We are not the lawbreakers, they are.
[ Interrogation room ]
Ressler: We have you on video advocating a sale of 30 semiautomatics to a 24-year-old woman you had to know was a straw purchaser.
Gordon Kemp: I had to know? You guys are agents, right? Not lawyers.
Liz: It has to bother you that a young woman like Sofia Salgado was murdered using one of your guns.
Kemp: I feel terrible about Ms. Salgado and every victim of gun violence killed by my weapons or any weapons. I make guns. I don’t get to choose how people use them. Nobody goes after the carmakers when a driver intentionally runs someone down.
Liz: Is that your vision for the world, Mr. Kemp? That we only care about people, about human life, when the law explicitly tells us we have to?
Kemp: Oh, sorry, I thought I was with the FBI, not The Brady Campaign.
Ressler: Look, I’m a member of the NRA, and I believe in the Second Amendment, but what you do, pouring more and more weapons into high-crime areas – that has nothing to do with keeping a well-regulated militia and everything to do with making a buck.
Kemp: And I make more of it every time a shooting goes viral. Not only am I not stopping, I’m ramping up production. In fact, I just ordered shipment of 6,000 FineCals from my factory in Atlanta to my distribution center in Chicago.
[ Cooper pops his head in ]
Cooper: We’re done here. Mr. Kemp’s attorney just secured a hearing on his arrest.
Kemp: [ To Liz ] Is this a great country, or what?
[ Red is now at Ilya/Frank and Linda’s apartment ]
Linda: You watch the cars. All day, Raymond, that’s what he does. He watches the cars.
Ilya: I know what I saw, Raymond. She’s watching.
Linda: Nobody’s watching, Frank. This isn’t happening. Tell him.
Dembe: There was no car when I came.
Linda: Ever since that woman broke into our apartment and dragged him off and tried to access his memories – I mean, whatever they did to his–
Ilya: Linda, stop.
Red: It’s okay.
Linda: Things in our life were normal and quiet and ordinary before you came back. And I know the two of you share a past I can’t even begin to imagine, but Frank and I had a life, too. Together. Our life was good. It’s his life with you that’s troubled.
Ilya/Frank: Isn’t fair to blame Raymond.
Red: Listen to your wife.
Linda: You’re sick, Frank. Something is wrong, and we need to get you help.
Red: She’s right. You need help. There are people I know who–
Linda: Raymond. You don’t understand. We need to do this on our own.
Red: I’m sorry I ever dragged you into this. I’m so sorry.
[ Red and Dembe exit the apartment building ]
Dembe: You did the right thing, Raymond.
Red: Too little, too late, I’m afraid. I never should have involved him, let alone her. A whole th–
[ In the side mirror of his car, Red sees the blue Chevy Malibu ]
Red: I’ll be damned. [ To himself and Dembe ] Good for you, Ilya.
Dembe: There’s someone in the driver’s seat.
Red: I wonder what the hell this means.
[ A hearing room at the courthouse ]
Judge Borns: Thank you for joining us, Director Cooper. Before making record in open court, I thought it best to have a private conference.
Assistant US Attorney (AUSA) Sam Horan: Your Honor–
Judge: Not you. I’m here to hear what he has to say. Director Cooper, I assume you knew this arrest would be controversial, and yet, you did it anyway.
Cooper: Reluctantly.
Judge: Mm-hmm.
Cooper: Because I believe Mr. Kemp knew Ms. Ambers wasn’t the actual buyer of those guns. He was conspiring to sell them to someone prohibited from buying them.
Gordon Kemp’s Attorney: My client had no way to know that.
Cooper: You’ve seen the video. Carly Ambers is 24, a pawn being used by her boyfriend, a two-time felon. She was visibly nervous–
Kemp’s Attorney: Is that the legal standard now? Is my client supposed to assume customers who seem nervous are buying their weapons on behalf of criminals?
Cooper: She was paying in cash, a classic indication of an illegitimate purchase.
Kemp’s Attorney: Your Honor, my client is a manufacturer, not a mind reader. Bottom line, Carly Ambers can pass a background check. He’s not obligated to investigate who her boyfriend is or anything else about her. His arrest is all over the press. This is outrageous.
AUSA Horan: What’s outrageous is Mr. Kemp’s disregard for reality. Your Honor, you know what happened here. Carly Ambers didn’t wake up one morning and suddenly decide to collect 60 identical guns over the span of four months. That is unreasonable to believe. She doesn’t own any other guns. She doesn’t know anything about guns.
Kemp’s Attorney: Objection. She’s not required to own other guns, and Mr. Kemp is not obligated to test her knowledge.
Cooper: The dealer knew there were red flags. He warned Mr. Kemp that she might be a straw purchaser.
Kemp’s Attorney: It is not apparent what was said. The audio is poor. And my client clearly didn’t hear that warning.
Cooper: That’s for the jury to decide.
Judge: Well, I’m not even sure you get to a jury with the facts before me now.
Cooper: Oh, okay. I see what’s going on here. You called us into chambers because Your Honor didn’t want the public to see you toss a valid arrest war–
Judge: Watch it, Director.
Cooper: Watch what? We’re off the record. What are you afraid of, incurring the wrath of the gun lobby?
Judge: Mm-hmm. I’ve heard enough. All right, get out. All of you. I will review the evidence and let the parties know when I have my ruling.
[ Later; same hearing room ]
Judge Borns: We are on the record. So, let me be clear – It is not for this court to tell the FBI how to do its job or who to arrest. But I do note, however, that the U.S. Attorney’s Manual, FBI Handbook, and Justice Department policy says that no prosecutor will bring a case that he does not have a reasonable belief that he can win.
AUSA Horan: We believe we can win.
Judge: Yes, but you face an extremely high burden. You need to prove that Mr. Kemp knew – or he should have known – that he was actually selling those guns to a prohibited buyer. Hmm?
And don’t get me wrong, straw purchases – serious problem in this country. There may be more than 30,000 attempted straw purchases every year – but the seriousness of the problem does not change the requirements for what the government needs to make its case. Well, Ms. Ambers’ age and the volume of the purchases – they’re facts that certainly give me pause, but are they enough to conclude that Mr. Kemp and his associates committed a federal criminal offense? I think not. I find the evidence insufficient to sustain the charges. Therefore, in the interest of justice and judicial economy, this case is dismissed without prejudice.
Cooper: May I address the court?–
Judge: No, you may not. You have my ruling. The matter is sealed, and the defendant will be released. We are adjourned.
[ Outside the hearing room ]
AUSA Horan: Hey, I respect you for trying. It’s not just about passing new laws. We should be doing more to enforce the laws we have.
[ Gordon Kemp exits the hearing room ] [ Ana Salgado, Sofia’s mother, has been waiting for him ]
Ana Salgado: Murderer! Selling the gun that killed her wasn’t enough? Now you have to lie about her being a gang member?
Kemp: We don’t make the facts, Mrs–
[ Ana Salgado ⚡️slaps⚡️Kemp ] [ Another woman puts her arms around Ana’s shoulders and guides her away ]
Kemp: [ Panting ] That’s assault. Aren’t you gonna arrest her?
Cooper: [ To Kemp’s lawyer ] Get your client out of here before someone does something even worse.
[ Outside Ilya and Linda’s apartment, a woman, Esi Jackson, sits in a car. She adjusts a large camera with a scope ]
[ Dembe gets in the front seat and points his gun at her ]
Dembe: Drive.
[ Engine starts ]
[ Cooper calls Red at home ]
Cooper: You heard Judge Borns dismissed the case against Kemp?
Red: Yes. Elizabeth brought me up to speed.
Cooper: Then I assume she also mentioned Kemp’s next shipment?
Red: She did.
Cooper: I know Agent Keen is frustrated. We all are. But the law says Kemp can ship those guns.
Red: How did Dickens put it? ‘If the law says that, then the law is an ass.’ 🔘 [See Note]
Cooper: I want your word that you won’t interfere with that transport.
Red: Frankly, Harold, the thought hadn’t even occurred to me. But now that you mention it, that sounds like a rather splendid idea.
Cooper: Listen to me. I know we’ve looked the other way or even helped blur the lines from time to time in the interest of justice, but going after a legal shipment because you personally believe it deserves to be stopped is over the line, and I won’t allow it.
Red: Well, how are you going to do that? By sending me to my room without supper?
Cooper: By stopping you.
Red: Touché.
[ Welshly Ames’s ♫ “Who We Are” plays ]
[ ⬇ Go to Full Lyrics ] or [ ♪ Tap square below to play ♪ ]
Red: [ On phone ] Heddie, I need you to reach out to Chuck and Morgan and some of the boys. I believe we have a job to do.
♪ I’ve done some things I won’t forget ♪
[ Heddie, Chuck and crew get busy setting up the heist ]
[ Cooper and Ressler visit Gordon Kemp in his offices ]
Kemp: You can’t be serious. You expect me to trust you?
Ressler: We understand your reservations, but the fact is, the last time we met, we were just doing our jobs.
Cooper: And that’s what we’re doing now – informing you of a threat made to your next gun shipment.
Kemp: What kind of a threat?
Ressler: The FBI has credible intelligence that your next transport from Atlanta to Chicago will be hit in transit.
Kemp: What kind of intelligence?
Cooper: We’re not at liberty to say.
Kemp: You’re not at liberty to– Oh, I see what’s going on. You think you can scare me so I’ll give you details of my shipment. If you can’t stop me, this way, you can track where the guns are going.
Cooper: Mr. Kemp, we’re here as federal agents because your shipment is in jeopardy. Personal feelings aside, we’re here to assist you.
Kemp: Pass. I have my own security.
Cooper: Of course, if you refuse, we can get a court order and stop transit altogether.
Kemp: On what grounds?
Cooper: Our intel makes transporting the guns on a public highway inherently hazardous. Look, you can fight us, or you can accept our assistance.
Kemp: What a waste of tax dollars.
Cooper: So glad the Bureau could be of service.
[ They turn and leave ]
♪ Each one quicker than the last
That it leaves us stronger in the end ♪
[ In Red’s plane ]
Red: What do you think?
Dembe: It’s a bold plan. You’re gonna need to keep your distance.
Red: Agreed. I’ll hang out on the jet. Edward’s gonna make a run to this restaurant he loves – China Moonlight – for some of that tea-smoked duck. You should look at the menu. If everything goes as planned, we’ll be in and out by dusk and have dinner on the flight home.
[ The Post Office ] [ Cooper and Aram will control the logistics from there ]
Cooper: Are we ready?
Aram: Good to go. I’ve got three routes mapped out and agents are on-site.
[ Phone rings. Cooper puts the call on speaker ]
Cooper: Talk to me.
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[ Liz is at the loading dock in Atlanta with Gordon Kemp, Ressler and Park ]
Liz: We’re looking at three identical trucks.
Gordon Kemp: Is this really necessary?
Ressler: Unless you want your shipment hijacked, it is.
Kemp: Can’t you just protect the one with the guns?
Cooper: [ On phone ] We roll all three. Two haul empty containers, only one carries the guns. Each truck will take a different route to Chicago and be led by an FBI vehicle with four armed agents.
Kemp: Fine. Just let me know which one is real, and I’ll tell my people to load it up.
Aram: I can track each route via satellite. Just need to know which one’s real.
Cooper: Keen, I want you chaperoning the real shipment. Agents Park and Ressler will escort the decoys. Perhaps Reddington will be more reticent about hijacking the vehicle you’re with.
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[ Dembe is observing the activities at the loading dock in Atlanta though binoculars ]
[ Dembe calls Red ]
Dembe: We have a problem. The Task Force is escorting the shipment.
Red: [ On phone ] Harold couldn’t leave it alone. No matter. We stay with the plan.
Dembe: There’s more. They’re rolling three identical trucks. We’re only prepared to stop one. We’ll have to guess and get lucky.
Red: Lucky? There’s no luck in Three Card Monte. It’s a sucker’s game.
Dembe: And we’re the ones being hustled.
Red: I don’t play sucker’s games, and I don’t like to guess. I’ll call you back.
[ Red makes a call ] [ Cellphone dialing ]
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[ Liz’s cellphone vibrates ] [ Radio chatter ] [ Liz see’s “Nick’s Pizza” (Red) but doesn’t answer ]
Ressler: All right, we’re ready to roll out.
Cooper: Stand by for my command.
Aram: Checking CCTV feeds. Confirming all routes are clear.
[ Liz’s cellphone vibrates again. She steps away from the group to take the call ]
Liz: [ Exhales sharply ] Not now.
Red: Elizabeth–
Liz: Not a good time.
Red: I-I know about Harold’s decoys. I need to know which truck has the goods.
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Aram: Cameras are up.
Cooper: Agent Ressler, you have the all-clear.
Ressler: Okay, let’s load up.
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Liz: I can’t talk.
Red: Then just listen. Because while Harold may be dedicated to getting this shipment through, I am equally dedicated to stopping it. Not for me or for the poor woman who lost her life to one of these guns but for her mother. Could you imagine your only child just about to go off to college– how proud she must have been? How proud Sam was when you got into the FBI Academy. How proud you’ll be–
Liz: I’m hanging up now–
[ Liz gets into the SUV with the driver. Other agents sit behind them ]
Red: Elizabeth, please. Let me get these guns. Hell, we’ll sink the truck in a lake somewhere.
Ressler: [ Calls out ] Hey, Keen, you ready?
Liz: [ Shouts back to Ressler ] Copy that. On your go. [ To Red, on her phone ] I’m hanging up.
Cooper: [ Over SUV’s comms ] Keen, who are you talking to?
Red: [ To Liz ] Theoretically, one should assume Ressler would drive the shipment. He’s the most experienced field agent, the obvious choice, which is why perhaps it won’t be him.
Cooper: Keen.
Red: And Agent Park– she’s new. I don’t know. My hunch is, Harold put the shipment with the badass in the bunch. I think it may be you. Does your truck have the guns, Elizabeth?
Liz: [ To FBI crew in the SUV with her ] Keep a bumper lock on that truck. You, too. Eyes wide.
Red: [ On phone ] Elizabeth, please.
Cooper: Is that Reddington?
[ Red and Cooper cannot hear each other, but each can hear Liz ]
Liz: [ To Cooper ] Yes, and I was just explaining to him that we have a job to do.
Red: Listen, you don’t have to say a thing. I’ll count to 10. If it’s not your truck, hang up before I get there, but if it is your truck, stay on the line till after the count of 10. 1, 2–
Cooper: Tell Reddington I’m sorry, but he’s on the wrong side of history this time–
Red: –3, 4, 5, 6–
Cooper: –and if he thinks we’re gonna break or even bend the law because of his opinion on this issue, he’s dead-wrong.
Red: –7, 8–
Aram: All right, here we go.
Red: 9–
Cooper: Understood?
Red: 10.
Liz: [ To Cooper ]Yes, sir. Understood.
Red: Thank you, Elizabeth.
[ Dembe is at his perch overlooking the loading dock ]
Dembe: They’re leaving now.
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[ The trucks and SUV escort vehicles pull out. Cooper and Aram communicate from the Post Office ]
Aram: Okay, Agent Ressler, stay south on 21 toward Independence.
Ressler: Copy that, Aram.
Aram: Agent Park, CCTV shows you are clear. So you want to take the second exit. Confirm, second exit.
Park: Affirmative, second exit.
Liz: Stay on 65?
Aram: Yes, Agent Keen, that is right. Stay on State Road 65 for 12 miles.
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Liz: Aram, we’re on Talmadge approaching Younes. There’s smoke on the horizon. Do you show any hazards ahead?
Aram: Smoke. Hang on. Uh, no. Uh, no, there are no accidents reported in that area.
[ There is are vehicles blocking the road ahead ]
Liz: Don’t stop.
Driver: I have to. Road’s blocked.
[ The SUV stops ]
Liz: [ To truck driver ] Driver, lock down the cab. Do not exit the vehicle. [ To agents in the SUV ] You three, watch for an ambush.
[ Liz gets out and approches the stopped vehicles ]
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[ The scene is staged as an accident. Two men dressed as police officers crouch over a man lying on the road. One administers CPR. Their backs are to Liz. Heddie Hawkins holds a (fake) bloody cloth against her forehead ]
Red: [ On phone ] Heddie, what’s happening?
Heddie: Hang tight, sugar plum. They’re approaching us right now.
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[ Liz approaches the scene ]
Liz: Officer, I’m with the FBI.
[ The two men spin around and aim their guns at Liz ]
Red’s man Morgan: Hands.
Liz: Cooper, it’s a trap. We’ve been hit. It’s a trap.
— Put them up.
— You’re under arrest.
[ Liz, the drivers and agents raise their hands. The “officers” force Liz to the rear of the truck. Heddie walks with them ]
[ Chuck goes to the back of the truck and rolls up the cargo door. The truck bay is empty ]
Red: [ On phone ] Heddie, what’s happening? What’s wrong, Heddie?
Red’s man Chuck: It’s empty. The truck’s empty.
Heddie: [ To Red ] We hit the wrong convoy.
Red: That can’t be.
Heddie: Babe, it is.
Cooper: [ Into the speaker phone ] Thank you, Mr. Reddington. It was a pleasure doing business.
[ Chicago ] [ Ressler’s truck backs into a garage. Ressler gets out. Gordon Kemp comes down a metal staircase ]
Kemp: Any problems?
Ressler: No. None.
[ A man rolls up the cargo door. The shipment is inside ]
[ Cooper’s office ] [ Liz knocks on door, enters ] [ Door closes ]
[ Liz sits across from Cooper. He folds his hands ]
Liz: [ Disbelief ] You lied to me. When you told me I’d be carrying the guns, you knew you were sending them with Ressler.
Cooper: Yes.
Liz: That whole conversation was fake, put on for my benefit so that I’d think I’d have the guns? [ Accusingly ] You don’t trust me.
Cooper: [ Angrily ] I’m sorry, are you actually angry at me? You betrayed us. You told Reddington which truck to hit. I was right not to trust you. You chose them over us, over your job, over the law.
Liz: Some laws deserve to be broken.
Cooper: Not by you, not while you’re carrying a badge.
Liz: You knew I would tell him?
Cooper: I thought you might, and I couldn’t take that chance. I’m angry at you, Elizabeth, and disappointed. But, most of all, I’m worried. With Reddington, we blur the lines so often, it’s sometimes hard to see, for all of us. What worries me is that, at times, it could be especially hard for you.
Liz: [ Quietly ] Because I have dark impulses.
Cooper: Yeah. And today, you gave into them.
Liz: [ Pause ] So what now?
Cooper: [ Sighs ] I just delivered 6,000 guns to a man I believe to have no moral compass. God knows how many people may die as a result. Today was a terrible day. And it might be more than I can handle if I thought you and I couldn’t forgive each other.
[ Ilya and Linda’s apartment ]
Ilya: [ Sighs ] So I was right.
Red: You were. Where will you go?
Linda: I don’t know yet. Some place far away.
Red: Whoever it was, it wasn’t her. She’s dead.
Linda: Good. Because she did this to him.
Red: I’ll look into it. I’ll take care of this. All you need to do is take care of yourself, stay safe.
[ Red and Dembe leave ] [ Door opens, closes ]
[ Dembe visits Brimley, Red’s interrogator, bearing ~ board games ]
Brimley: Dembe! Perfect timing.
Dembe: Here is the “Scrabble” and the “Parcheesi.”
Brimley: Thank you, these are great.
Dembe: Are you sure board games are the best tools for interrogation?
Brimley: You’d be surprised. The real breakthrough actually happened during “Oregon Trail.” And then there was such a great feeling of comfort and familiarity with “Chutes and Ladders.” A real sense of nostalgia.
Dembe: Did she tell you who hired her to watch Ilya?
Brimley: Not yet. But I think you’re gonna be very surprised with the level of detail we’re going to get with “Scrabble.”
[ Brimley wheels his oxygen tank into the room where Esi Jackson sits ]
Brimley: Okeydokey. Here we go.
[ Chicago ] [ Workers unload the crates of handguns ]
Anne Fleet: [ On phone ] Yeah, everything’s accounted for. Midwest shipments are going out now.
[ In his home, Gordon Kemp talks to Anne ]
Kemp: Thanks to the FBI, should be our best quarter yet. I’ll see you in the morning.
[ Kemp enters his darkened living room. Red is sitting there. He turns on a lamp. He has a gun ]
Kemp: Who are you? What do you want?
Red: I want you to come have a seat.
[ Kemp sits across from Red ]
Red: You know, for my entire professional life, I’ve been a fervent and faithful supporter of gun manufacturers. These people take great pride in their history and exquisite craftsmanship. The guns they make are the tools of my trade. In the right hand, that’s exactly what they are. A proper tool. For sport. Protection. Order. In the wrong hands – the hands you put your guns in – they subvert order, tearing communities apart, ruining lives, resulting in tragedy.
Kemp: You’re Raymond Reddington.
Red: I’ve lost so many friends to gun violence. Dear friends.
Kemp: Not ’cause of me. Not ’cause of anything I did.
Red: Yes, yes, of course. You dot the I’s, cross the T’s, and, in your world, those rules protect you. But in my world, there are no laws to hide behind. You can act in bad faith as long as you’re willing to face the consequences.
Kemp: What consequences?
Red: The wrath of men like me. I object to what you’re doing, and I don’t need to convince any court to agree with me. In my world, if I think you’re guilty – I just execute sentence.
Kemp: Please. Please, don’t do this.
Red: I heard– heard someone else beg at the point of one of your guns. She said please, too. And then she was murdered. Now, I understand it can be hard to see tragedy for what it is until that tragedy befalls you or a loved one. Well, I’m here to tell you that’s happening to you. About an hour ago, a violent criminal bought one of your FineCal 9s on the street for $100, and now that criminal is going to shoot you with it. Tragic.
[ Red shoots💥💥 Kemp ]
[ Ana Salgado lights a candle and adds it to the memorial to her daughter outside the entrance of the convenience store where she was murdered ]
[ Liz visits Red at home ]
Liz: It was Cooper. He tricked me.
Red: You seem put out by it. Don’t be. Take it as a compliment.
Liz: That he doesn’t trust me?
Red: That he knows you’re a person of conviction and principle.
Liz: A lot of good my principle did. Kemp got all of his guns.
[ Red has been drinking red wine. He pours a glass for Liz ]
Red: Yes. He got his.
Liz: What did you do?
Red: I acted on my conviction and principle.
Liz: Cooper says we blur the line between right and wrong so often, we can’t see it clearly anymore. I know I can’t.
Red: I disagree. I find you increasingly clear-eyed. I’m sorry that the Task Force had to take sides today, but it meant a great deal to me to know you were on mine.
[ Red’s cellphone rings ]
Red: Excuse me. Any news?
Dembe: [ On phone ] The woman in the blue Malibu – She’s a private eye, Raymond. Hired to learn what she can about Ilya. It was Elizabeth. She hired her. She knows you’re not Ilya and she’s been keeping it from you.
[ Red eyes glare at Liz. Liz is looking down ]
Red: I understand. [ Hangs up ] [ Sniffs ]
Liz: Is everything all right?
[ Red raises his glass ]
Red: To being on the same side.
[ Liz raises her glass ]
Liz: At long last.
❌❌❌ 7:15 End Gordon Kemp
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Trivia: The full quote from Charles Dickens’s novel Oliver Twist (1839):
“It was all Mrs. Bumble. She would do it,” urged Mr. Bumble; first looking round, to ascertain that his partner had left the room.
That is no excuse,” returned Mr. Brownlow. “You were present on the occasion of the destruction of these trinkets, and, indeed, are the more guilty of the two, in the eye of the law; for the law supposes that your wife acts under your direction.”
If the law supposes that,” said Mr. Bumble, squeezing his hat emphatically in both hands, “the law is a ass — a idiot. If that’s the eye of the law, the law is a bachelor; and the worst I wish the law is, that his eye may be opened by experience — by experience.” – GoodReads Quotes http://bit.ly/2RMiINu
Context: “Near the end of th[e] unhappy history of the early years of Oliver Twist, the mysteries about this orphan’s parents and the villainy which has victimized him become resolved. Mr. Brownlow, whose kindness has made him Oliver’s benefactor, brings together at Oliver’s birth-place some of the people central to his story. Among them are Mr. and Mrs. Bumble; [Bumble] was the parish officer who managed the workhouse where Oliver was born, and who, in his cruelty and pride, was responsible for much of the boy’s early misery.
“Bumble and his wife had made away with a locket and a ring which had been taken from the corpse of Oliver’s mother, perpetuating the riddle of his origin. For this act, Bumble is to be discharged from his office. He objects that it was his wife who committed the crime; and when Mr. Brownlow notes that in the sight of the law, a wife acts at her husband’s orders, Bumble who has always been henpecked, retorts that if the law believes his wife obeys him, the law is a fool indeed.” – ENotes: http://bit.ly/2yuvSYk
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♫ Who We Are
By Welshly Arms♪ I’ve done some things I won’t forget
But still I live with no regrets
I’ve taken liberties, now they belong to me
Yeah, they belong to me♪ And I’ve walked a dark and narrow road
To places no one goes alone
And everything I’ve seen
Is written on my sleeve
It’s got its mark on me♪ Let’s start a fire
Let’s pull this trigger
‘Cause all these bruises
Make our skin thicker
Now everybody
Can see our scars (can see our scars)
It’s what we’re made of
It’s who we are
It’s what we’re made of
It’s who we are♪ And every day will come to pass
Each one quicker than the last
We learn from each mistake
With every bone we break
That it leaves us stronger in the end♪ Let’s start a fire
Let’s pull this trigger
‘Cause all these bruises
Make our skin thicker
Now everybody
Can see our scars (can see our scars)
It’s what we’re made of
It’s who we are
It’s what we’re made of
It’s who we are♪ We need some patience (need some patience)
To ease our minds (ease our minds)
These years of trouble (years of trouble)
Will fade in time (fade in time)
We all need some love (need some love)
To get by (to get by)
Pull the curtain (pull the curtain)
And see the light (see the light)♪ Let’s start a fire
Let’s pull this trigger
‘Cause all these bruises
Make our skin thicker
Now everybody
Can see our scars
It’s what we’re made of
It’s who we are♪ Let’s start a fire
Let’s pull this trigger
‘Cause all these bruises
Make our skin thicker
Now everybody
Can see our scars (can see our scars)
It’s what we’re made of
It’s who we are
It’s what we’re made of
It’s who we are
It’s what we’re made of
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