The Blacklist Declassified

🔴 Script 7:18 Roy Cain (№ 150)

 
NBC’s series The Blacklist starring James Spader and Megan Boone
Series created by: Jon Bokenkamp
Program air date: 5/8/2020 in the US (7pm Central/Chicago Time)
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Last updated: 5/14/2020 at 8:50am CT [ Central/Chicago time ]

 
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:
 
Arturo Ruel – Joey Auzenne
Waats – John Collin Barclay
Paul Wynn – Beau Baxter
Dr Ogden Maguire (M.E.) – David Berman
Morgan – Genson Blimline
Berdy – Peter Bradbury
Sarah Wims – Kenya Brome
Tank – Keith Brown
Sarah Wims’s daughter– Emma FaithBullard
Simms – Andrew Dits
Associate Warden – Martin Fisher
Chuck – Jonathan Holtzman
Cisco – Austin Ireland
Vincent Martin – Roy Jackson
Shopper – Sarah LeFrere
Dr Ed Clemons – Gary Littman
Colin Anglim – Michael Medieros
Katarina Rostova – Laila Robins
Al Roker – Al Roker (as himself)
Marvin Gerard – Fisher Stevens
Agent Alina Park – Laura Sohn
Imam Sidiq Asmal – Harold Surratt
US Marshall – Michael Wetherbee
Fingers – Jordan Wisely
Roy Cain – Tom Wopat

🔴 Script 7:18 Roy Cain (№ 150)

Brief (Where we’re at): “Boy Scout” Agent Ressler turned out out to have a past. As a teenager, he shot and (almost) killed his father’s Detroit PD officer partner, Tommy Markin, a dirty cop who Young Ressler found out had killed his father in a setup over kickbacks. But Markin was still alive and it was his older brother Robby who had delivered the final blow, before burying him in a place called Ray Field. 25 years later, with Ray Field scheduled for excavation, Ressler returned to help Robby dig up Markin’s body, only to have car with the skeleton stolen by mobsters with whom Robby had become ensnared. They planned to come clean and reached out to Liz, who helped capture the mobsters but had other ideas about whether Ressler and Robby should turn themselves in.

Liz told Ressler how much she relied on him as an “island of calm” in her “FEMA disaster of a life.” The scene ended with a hug …

[ Since the last episode stepped out of the overall story arc, below is where the rest of the plot stood at the end of the previous episode, 7:16 Nyle Hatcher: ]

Red had collapsed. Red and Dembe had just shared a meal with a group of Syrian refugees they had rescued while looking for Dembe’s Imam, Sadiq Asmal, who had been kidnapped.

Dembe had left Red for just a moment to answer a knock on the door. It was Red’s cleaner, Sakiya, who had come to tell them she had found a fingerprint that might be connected nto Imam Asmal’s kidnapping ~ but it belongs to a man named Arturo Ruel who has been in prison for 15 years. When Dembe returned to the kitchen, Red was unconscious.

Red has a mysterious illness he has been hiding from Liz. He had funded the research of a brilliant pharmacist, Spalding Stark, and been treated by him, but the treatments turned out to be ineffective. Ressler saw Red’s medical file so he knows Red’s diagnosis, as does his friend (or relative?), Ilya Koslov (aka Frank Bloom).

Liz had been told by her grandfather, Dominic Wilkinson, that before Red took on the identity of her dead father, the real Raymond Reddington, he was named Ilya Koslov, but Liz found out from her mother that was not true. So she sic’d a private investigator named Esi Jackson on Ilya. But Ilya became suspicious. Red had his interrogator Brimley question Esi Jackson and found out that Liz knows Red is not Ilya and that she is still determined to find out his true identity, his most guarded secret.

Liz later confronted Jackson and Liz now knows Red knows she’s been investigating him – just when he thought they were “on the same side.” The real Ilya, meanwhile, has headed for the hills, to escape both Liz’s pursuit and that of her mother, Katarina Rostova, who Liz knows is alive, but Red saw “die” in a staged assassination.

With her access to Ilya cut off, Katarina has turned to another source close to Red. It was she, in fact, who had Dembe’s Imam kidnapped. What is Katarina looking for? Esi Jackson thinks she knows:

Esi Jackson: The Sikorsky Archive.
Liz: What’s that?
Jackson: Before Reddington warned me off, I had a mic trained on Ilya’s apartment. That archive, whatever it is, he’s obsessed with it. If Koslov has information that could save a woman’s life, my guess it’s in that archive.

 
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Voice-over: Previously on “The Blacklist”:

[ Dembe’s imam, Sidiq Asmal, is praying. Two men come up behind him, put a black hood over his head and drag him off ]
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Sakiya: [ To Dembe ] I found something. A fingerprint on the corner of the imam’s desk. Belongs to a man who’s been in prison for 15 years. Arturo Ruel.
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[ A medical chart is labeled “Raymond Reddington” ]
Red: About my chart.
Ressler: I didn’t look at it.
Red: I’d appreciate if you didn’t mention anything about it to Elizabeth.
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Imam Sidiq Asmal: Who are you?
Katarina Rostova: How about you let me ask the questions?
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[ Red lies unconscious on the floor ]
Dembe: Raymond!

 
[ Imam Sidiq Asmal reads from a book in Arabic. Katarina Rostova, Liz’s mother who was once a notorious KGB spy, brings a tin of food and a plastic fork to the imam, who is her captive ]
Katarina Rostova: Why do you trust the words of men so faithfully.
Imam Asmal: They weren’t mere men. They were prophets. They gave us the word of Allah.
Katarina: How do you know Allah has anything to do with what’s in that book?
Imam Asmal: Faith.
Katarina: I’m also a person of faith. I have faith in myself.
Imam Asmal: Faith in false prophets is worse than no faith at all.
Katarina: We’re both innocents. Caught in someone else’s web of deceit.
Imam Asmal: Raymond Reddington’s.
Katarina: How could you know that?
Imam Asmal: The same way I know who you are.
Katarina: Dembe. [ Scoffs ] You’re his father confessor.
Imam Asmal: Which is why I will never betray his confidence.
Katarina: Even to save my life.
Imam Asmal: I don’t know how to do that.
Katarina: No. But Dembe does. And if he’s confided in you–
Imam Asmal: I am bound to secrecy.
Katarina: Even if it kills me. That’s what your faith requires.
Imam Asmal: My faith requires me to pray for you.
[ Katarina grabs the book ]
Katarina: Your faith is a death sentence! Why should I honor your faith if it doesn’t honor me?
Imam Asmal: You honor faith because without it, you are lost.
Katarina: Is Dembe faithful?
Imam Asmal: He is.
Katarina: [ Scoffs ] I wonder. Clearly the prospect of my death doesn’t shake your faith. How about we see if the prospect of yours shakes his. Why don’t you pray on that?

 
[ The industrial-style kitchen where Red had previously passed out. He is sitting up now. Dr Ed Clemons is checking him ]
Dr Clemons: Vitals are– okay.
[ Red hears high-pitched ringing ]
Dr Clemons: Pulse. You need an MRI as well as a CT-scan.
[ Red hears muffled indistinct speech ]
Dembe: Raymond.
Dr Clemons: Hey. Are you listening?
[ High-pitched ringing stops ]
Dr Clemons: Maybe you can get him to listen to reason.
Dembe: That’s unlikely, but I will try.
Dr Clemons: Try hard. His life depends on it.
[ The doctors grabs his bag and leaves ]
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Red: What? Everyone knows wine is dehydrating.
Dembe: If you won’t get help for yourself–
Red: Sakiya. Did she find something?
Dembe: –then get it for the people who love you.
Red: Does she have a lead?
Dembe: She does. But it makes no sense.

 
[ The Post Office ]
Red: We were wrong. I was wrong. Imam Asmal was not abducted by extremists or because he’s involved with extremists. Dembe knew that, and I ignored his counsel. I can only hope that won’t prove to be a fatal mistake.
Liz: You say you have a lead.
Red: One of my cleaners went back over the scene of the abduction, and she lifted DNA from a fingerprint she found on the imam’s desk. Aram, if you would be so kind. Meet Arturo Ruel. His résumé includes two stints at Wallens for carrying out targeted kidnappings in the US and Mexico.
Ressler: What’s his connection to the imam?
Dembe: None.
Red: We can circle back to the why after we figure out the how. The two stretches at Wallens? He’s doing one of them right now.
Park: Ruel is in prison.
Red: In complete isolation.
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[ At Wallens Ridge State Prison, a guard rattles the door of Ruel’s cell ] [ Metal clanging ]
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Red: It does provide us with quite an engaging riddle.
Ressler: Maybe the print was planted to throw us off.
Cooper: Why plant a print that belongs to a man who has an ironclad alibi?
Red: Yes, I love a good locked-door mystery!
Agent Park: Where the victim is killed inside a room no one has access to.
Liz: This is one better – the criminal is inside a room no one can get out of.
Cooper: Ressler, Keen, get over to Wallens. I’ll reach out to the warden, let him know you’re coming to speak with Ruel.
Red: I’d like a list of all the prisoners who have been housed there in the last six months. Ruel may not have had a connection to Imam Asmal, but perhaps someone else does.
Cooper: Consider it done.

 
[ Wallens Ridge Supermax Prison in Big Stone Gap, Virginia ]
Warden Roy Cain: How is this even possible?
Ressler: That’s exactly what we’re trying to figure out.
Roy Cain: And you’re sure it’s his DNA?
Liz: Without a doubt.
Cain: Arturo Ruel has spent the last three years in isolation. He’s 23/7– he don’t talk, he don’t see the sun, he’s like a vampire.
Liz: His DNA would suggest otherwise.
Cain: Maybe he was framed.
Ressler: For all we know, he morphed into a bat and he flew to the crime scene, but we’re not gonna know for sure until we talk to Ruel himself.
Cain: Well then, by all means, let’s go get the little critter out of his cave.

 
[ Ressler and Liz talk to Arturo Ruel across a table in a small visitors room ]
Liz: Mr. Ruel, thank you for agreeing to speak with us.
Ruel: [ Spanish accent ] Who says I’m talking? [ To Ressler ] I’m here for the view.
Ressler: [ Chuckles ] Yeah, I know I’m pretty, but you’re not my type. So how about you tell us why we found your print at a crime scene less than 48 hours ago?
Ruel: Don’t know. What’d I do?
Ressler: I don’t think you did anything. I think you were in that little concrete box of yours.
[ Warden Cain and guards watch the discussion on a video monitor ]
Ruel: So I’m free to go, no?
Liz: You’re free to be charged with kidnapping. And depending on where the victim is, and what condition he’s in, you could be looking at anything from assault to murder by the time we’re through.
Ruel: Well, put it on my tab.
Ressler: So why don’t you just tell us who set you up?
[ Ruel gestures toward Ressler’s notepad ]
Ruel: May I?
[ Ressler gives it to him. Ruel writes ]
Ruel: Tell you what. This is my agent in Tepito. Call and ask why his cartel is letting me rot here in the States. Once he answers that, well, I’ll tell you whatever you wanna know about my prints and wherever you think they were found. But until then, well–
[ He rips off the page, folds it and puts it in Ressler’s pocket ]
Ruel: –tuck tail and go.
[ Ressler bats Ruel’s hand away ]
Ruel: [ Laughs ]

 
[ Liz and Ressler get in their SUV ]
Ressler: He can laugh all he wants, but the kid’s gonna help.
Liz: Why do you say that?
Ressler: It seems like our friend Ruel knows how to get through a locked door.
[ Ressler hand the slip of paper Ruel had written on. It says: “Want to talk. Not here” ]

 
[ Warden Roy Cain is in a restaurant with a man named Colin Anglim ]
Colin Anglim: Trial started two weeks ago. I thought our people would have it taken care of by now.
Roy Cain: Tell me about the girl.
[ Anglim slides a folder to Cain ]
Anglim: Case rests on her testimony. She saw it happen. State plans to call her up first thing Monday.
Cain: Not enough time.
Anglim: I understand that.
Cain: And I was under the impression that we could handle this on our own, but that’s not the case. This lady, her testimony, it’s about a lot more than a murder.
[ Cain looks in the folder. There a photos of a woman and a girl about eight years old or so ]
Cain: Who’s the kid?
Anglim: Collateral damage. They’re keeping the two of them at a federal safe house. Heavily guarded.
Cain: It’s too fast.
Anglim: Which is why I came to you.
Cain: I got less than 48 hours.
Anglim: I have it on good authority that doesn’t matter. I heard you have access to people – people with special skills who can help in short situations like this. Can you do that or not?
Cain: You and I need to talk money, but, yeah – we can take care of the lady. First we take care of the money.

 
[ The industrial-style kitchen ] [ Red is having soup. Liz walks in and hands him a folder ]
Liz: A list of prisoners in and out of Wallens Ridge in the last year.
Red: Hmm. Where are you on Arturo Ruel?
Liz: He’s willing to talk. We’re working on immunity now. New hangout?
Red: The chef is a friend. He needed an investor, and I need his pumpkin pepper vichyssoise.
Liz: You bought a restaurant so you could eat vichyssoise?
Red: I bought a restaurant because I can. A privilege you will soon enjoy.
Liz: I don’t like vichyssoise. Plus the name is terrible. It sounds like a Nazi collaborator.
Red: [ Laughs ] Chicken soup then. Lobster bisque. Whatever you’d like wherever you’d like it. As soon as the transition is complete.
Liz: What transition?
Red: Of assets. From me to you. I think it’s almost time.
Liz: Yeah, that’s – not happening.
Red: There are quite a few people to be taken care of. Dembe and others. It’s a fairly substantial list, but arrangements have been made. Protocols put in place. Most things will take care of themselves. But there are a lot of assets. Billions of assets. Of which, to a great degree, you’ll be in control.
Liz: Of a criminal empire? I’m an FBI agent!
Red: You’re also the daughter of Katarina Rostova. Believe me, it’s not what I had hoped for, or what I had planned for. But as the good book says, man plans. God laughs.
Liz: If it’s not what you planned, why do it? What changed?
Red: Destiny. Fate. Me. You.
[ Red sees a name on the list ]
Red: Marvin Gerard.
Liz: Your lawyer. He’s at Wallens?
Red: Got out three months ago. Haven’t spoken since. Perhaps it’s time to mend that fence.

 
[ Warden Roy Cain’s office ]
Cain: I got your message, what’s going on?
Vincent Martin: Situation with Ruel.
Cain: No, Ruel kept his mouth shut.
Martin: That’s what I thought. But we caught this on surveillance.
[ Martin shows Cain a fuzzy screenshot of the note Ruel slipped to Ressler saying he wanted to talk ]
Cain: [ Sighs ] Talk to the boys. Take care of it.

 
[ Red’s former lawyer, Marvin Gerard, is working in a toy store ]
Red: Marvin, nobody abandoned you.
Gerard: I went to prison.
Red: You were in prison before I broke you out of prison to come work for me. The only reason you were walking free is because I got you out.
Gerard: Three years, Raymond. Three years I’ll never get back.
Red: Marvin, what do you want me to say?
Gerard: Becky hit menopause while I was in that bird cage. We wanted kids, but if you must know, I had performance anxiety during our conjugal visits.
[ A female shopper interrupts ]
Shopper: Do you have any more Fun Foam Putty? I need it in blue.
Gerard: Uh, all of our Fun Foam Putty is at the end of that aisle.
Shopper: Yeah, I didn’t see blue.
Gerard: Then we’re out.
Shopper: You wanna check in the back?
Gerard: [ Agitated ] No, I don’t want to check in the back, ma’am. I just told you it’s at the end of the aisle. If you don’t see it, we’re either out or you’re not looking hard enough.
[ Shopper leaves ]
Gerard: [ Sighs ]
Red: Marvin, listen, you went to prison, you kept my relationship with the Task Force to yourself. I appreciate that. I am in your debt.
Gerard: Is that why you’re here?
Red: No. I’m here because I need information about the prison where you served. Wallens Ridge, something’s happening inside those walls, and I need to–
Gerard: I’m afraid I gotta stop you right there, pal. I can’t assist you.
Red: Why not?
Gerard: Because I am working in a toy store!
Red: I’ll give you money. Whatever you need.
Gerard: This isn’t about money, it’s about my law license. When they locked me up, I was disbarred. I’ve served my time, petitioned the state to be reinstated, and passed the exam – but the DC Office of Disciplinary Counsel is opposing my application on the grounds that I don’t possess the moral character to practice law.
Red: You’re a lawyer. What the hell does moral character have to do with anything?
Gerard: Tell me about it. But this guy – Paul Wynn is his name – he’s a real prick. And he’s the one guy who gets to decide if I pass the ethics review and get my license back.
Red: Marvin, I’d love to help you, and I will, but this–
Gerard: I’m putting my foot down.
Red: You’re holding me hostage.
Gerard: It’s called a negotiation. You scratch my back, I scratch yours. Just talk to this guy. Try and move the needle.
Red: You want me to threaten the Disciplinary Counsel so he’ll certify your moral fortitude.
Gerard: Sounds about right.

 
[ Wallens Ridge State Prison ]
[ Prisoners file down a corridor. Arturo Ruel is among them. A heavy-set, tattooed prisoner is passed a knife. He stabs Ruel in the neck with it ]
Guard Vincent Martine: Code Three, Code Three! Everybody down! Code Three, Code Three! Everybody down!
[ 🚨Alarm blaring 🚨]
Martin: Code Three, Code Three! Call it in. We’ve got one stabbed.
[ Ruel rolls on the floor, bleeding ] [ Gurgling ]

 
[ Warden Roy Cain’s office. Liz and Ressler are there ]
Ressler: Hold on, he’s been stabbed? Stabbed when?
Cain: Just now. I don’t know– We’re just getting word.
Liz: Any idea his condition?
Cain: You know as much as I do.
Associate Warden: Sir, CRT has commands. What do you want to do with the A and B blocks?
Cain: Lock ’em down. If C’s clear, get the medics in now.
Liz: All due respect, sir, this is a federal investigation. We’re gonna need to assist you in questioning any of the inmates or prison staff.
Cain: Fantastic. You can have access to anyone you want. I want the truth as much as you do, but right now, I got a prison to lock down.

 
[ Morning television host Al Roker sits at a bar in New York City ] [ Red enters with Dembe ]
Red: Look at you. Look. At. You. [ Laughs ]
Roker: Ray!
Red: Al.
[ Hug ]
Roker: Good to see you. [ Nods to Dembe ] Dembe. [ To Red ] How are things?
Red: Ah, better for seeing you. How long has it been? Must be close to a year.
Roker: That dinner at Le Coucou.
[ Laughter ]
Dembe: The red deer and chestnuts.
Roker: And the crepe suzette.
Red: The crepe suzette. And that fantastic, crazy bassist from Dizzy’s with the shoes and the hair! Oh, my God, what a night!
Roker: What a morning.
Red: Ah, honestly, Al, our schedules couldn’t be more out of sync. Imagine the trouble we’d find if you could stay up past nine?
Roker: You are the devil on my shoulder, Ray. What- What’s going on? I- I came as soon as I got Dembe’s text.
Red: I’m in a bit of a sticky wicket.
Roker: The Bulgarians?
Red: No. [ Chuckles ] This time it’s a friend. A lawyer– Well, he was a lawyer. You remember Marvin Gerard?
Roker: How could I forget Marvin Gerard?
[ Cellphone rings. Dembe steps away to answer ]
Roker: Oh, my gosh, those Hawaiian shirts. And his voice – they were louder the shirt.
Red: I know, I know.
Roker: Ah, so is he okay?
Red: Eh, you know, he–
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[ Dembe is out of earshot of Red and Roker ]
Dembe: Hello?
Katarina: [ On phone ] Indiana Avenue between 2nd and 3rd. One hour or he dies.
Dembe: How do I know he’s not dead already?
Katarina: I’m looking for information. He wouldn’t give it to me. I’m betting that to save his life, you will.
Dembe: Let me talk to him.
Katarina: If I see Reddington, if he’s involved in this in any way, the imam dies whether or not you tell me what I want to know. Understood?
Dembe: Understood.
Katarina: Please don’t let your imam down. I’ve grown quite fond of him.

 
[ Ressler and Liz question prisoners from the isolation block at Wallens Ridge Prison ]
Ressler: Arturo Ruel was murdered. Do you know anything about that?
Waats: I don’t know.
Ressler: Don’t know or can’t say?
Waats: Can’t say if I know or not.
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Liz: Your cell is next to Ruel’s. Any idea how his fingerprint ended up at a crime scene over 20 miles away?
Fingers: You’re asking the wrong guy. When it comes to fingerprints, I’m not expert.
[ He shows Liz that his fingers on one hand are missing ]
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Ressler: Imam Sadiq Asmal. Ring any bells?
Tank: I’m a Buddhist.
Ressler: Ruel ever mention anything about Muslims to you?
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Liz: You’re a hacker. Banks. Insurance companies.
Cisco: I am a security consultant only in reverse. An insecurity consultant.
Liz: And Ruel works in K&R. Only instead of getting people back, he took them.
Cisco: Cool. Maybe I should check his Linkedln page.
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Liz: You’re both known criminals.
Ressler: A getaway driver.
Liz: An explosives expert.
Ressler: Glorified leg-breaker. And yet you’re in isolation.
Cisco: What’s your point?
Liz: My point is people with rap sheets like yours don’t usually end up in the isolation cell block. And yet here you are. Why is that?
Cisco: I’m just not a people person.

 
[ Liz drives with Ressler ]
Liz: It’s weird, right, the records of the inmates we spoke to. They didn’t merit isolation.
Ressler: Could be the warden uses the isolated block to get them to toe the line. I mean, it explains why they wouldn’t talk. Didn’t wanna cause any trouble.
Liz: Hmm, could be. But trouble for whom? Who are they protecting?
Ressler: Maybe Gerard knows. I mean, if that mouthpiece knows anything, Reddington’ll get him to blow.
Liz: Reddington wants to hand down his empire to me.
Ressler: [ Chuckles ] You seem surprised. What did you think, he was just gonna give it to charity?
Liz: I didn’t think about it, and I’m not going to accept it, but it’s a little odd that he would bring it up now. He found out I hired a PI to shadow Ilya Koslov.
Ressler: So he knows that you know that’s not his real identity.
Liz: Yeah, and instead of confronting me about it, he decided to try and hand down the keys to his kingdom, and there’s got to be a reason.
Ressler: What about mortality?
Liz: His life is always in mortal danger.
Ressler: Yeah, from criminals who don’t scare him. But this is different.
Liz: What do you know?
Ressler: You remember when Reddington reconnected with Spalding Stark?

[ Flashback: ]
Red: You haven’t mentioned my blood panel results.
Spalding Stark: We’ve been too busy.

Liz: Yeah. You said that was for an investment purpose.
Ressler: I told you what he asked me to tell you. But the truth is, when I was in Stark’s lab, I saw Reddington’s medical file.
Liz: What did it say?
Ressler: I didn’t read it. But it was the size of a telephone book, and clearly he didn’t want me to see what was in it. I let it go, but if he’s thinking about his successor, my guess is that’s why.

 
[ The bar in New York City ] [ Marvin Gerard, Dembe, Roker and Red are talking ]
Al Roker: [ Sighs ] Paul can be a prickly guy, but– but he’s a good man.
Red: As is Marvin. Prickly, and a good man.
Roker: Paul’s smart as a whip. haven’t been with him that long, but I don’t want to lose him as a lawyer. Guy’s a shark.
Marvin: You won’t lose him. Trust me. He doesn’t wanna lose you as a client.
Roker: Oh, speak of the devil.
[ Roker gets up as Paul Wynn, Roker’s lawyer enters. Wynn is the person who gets to decide on Gerard’s ethics review ]
Roker: Excuse me.
[ Roker goes to speak to Wynn. ]
Roker: Paul.
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Dembe: I should go, Raymond. Chuck and Morgan will cover while I check on Imam’s wife. She seemed worried.
Red: Of course, take your time. Tell her we’re doing everything we can.
[ Dembe leaves ]
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[ Al Roker walks back with Paul Wynn ]
Roker: Paul, I- I’d like you to meet Ray and his friend Marvin.
Wynn: What the hell’s this?
Red: A meeting of the minds.
Wynn: Why is he here?
Red: You know Marvin, you know why he’s here. It’s about his license to practice.
Wynn: That’s never gonna happen.
Gerard: Think again, you evergreen dip spit.
Wynn: The hell’d you just call me?
Gerard: You heard me, counselor.
Wynn: I swear to God I’ll have your nuts in a Cheerio.
Gerard: Really?
Roker: Okay, all right, everybody just calm down. Look, Paul, like it or not, Ray is a friend. A dear friend. And you get to decide if his friend Marvin gets his law license back.
Wynn: Al, come on. Not here.
Roker: Okay, all right, just hold on a minute. Let’s sit down, let’s listen.
Red: Mr. Wynn, say what you will about Marvin Gerard, and God knows there’s a lot to say. But the man has suffered a great deal of hardship in his life, and through it all, he has remained resolute in his advocacy for and dedication to his clients. His principles and sense of justice have always remained intact. Now, his personality, his demeanor, that’s another subject entirely.
Roker: That being said, Paul, you’re the Disciplinary Counsel. You run the ethics committee.
So let me pose an ethical question– is it so wrong to reinstate a man with a questionable character in exchange for, say, keeping a client with an unquestionable one?
Wynn: You wouldn’t leave me.
Roker: Reinstate him or I’ll walk and take my guaranteed contract with me.
Wynn: You wouldn’t.
Red: [ Chuckles ] Oh, dear. Listen, for what it’s worth, I once lost a bundle to Al thinking he was bluffing during a hand of seven card stud. He has the sweetest, most child-like face, but my guy Al is as serious as a heart attack. But please, don’t take my word for it. Talk it over with your client. See what’s happening in his neck of the woods. I understand the committee is meeting this afternoon.

 
[ Dembe stands on the side out a street. A car drives up. Katarina’s man Berdy and another man, Simms, make sure he’s unarmed ]
Berdy: Get in.
[ Dembe gets in the car. A hood is put over his head ]

 
[ Red is the restaurant kitchen. He calls in to the Post Office. Marvin Gerard is with him ]
Red: Harold, are you there?
Cooper: We’re here.
[ Both ends of the call are on speaker ]
Red: Ha! So, I’m here with an old friend who may have some helpful intel about Arturo Ruel and his mysterious fingerprint.
Gerard: More of a hunch, really.
Liz: Is that Marvin Gerard? Aren’t you supposed to be in lockup?
Gerard: Hello, Agent Keen.
Agent Park: [ Whispers to Liz ] Who’s Marvin Gerard?
Aram: [ Silently mouths “His lawyer” ]
Gerard: Let me start by saying I have no conventional proof, but I suspect Ruel’s fingerprint wasn’t lifted or moved, but ended up in the office of Dembe’s imam because Ruel was there in person.
Cooper: How’s that possible? Someone let him out of prison?
Gerard: I won’t pretend to know the details– I was in an entirely different cell block. But people like to talk in prison, and what they say is that in this prison, there is a small, but trusted group of inmates who get special favors.
Liz: Well, that’s true for every prison.
Gerard: Yes, but in Wallens, the warden frequently puts his favorite inmates in isolation just for looking at someone the wrong way.
Park: Why would he do that?
Red: Well, there’s no better alibi than being in isolation. It only requires a small crew “on the take” to say you’re there when you’re not.
Gerard: And the leader on this crew is Vincent Martin. Longtime prison guard and warden Cain’s right hand man.
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[ At the prison, members of the isolation unit crew are escorted to their cells. They are handed folders with charts and photos in them which they review in their cells ]
⋘⋙
Liz: You believe they’re putting inmates into isolation so they can let them out to commit crimes?
Red: Well, what Marvin is suggesting is that something fishy is going on at Wallens Ridge, so if we’re trying to understand how the DNA of an incarcerated man ended up at a new crime scene while he was in jail, we need to start by looking at Vincent Martin.
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[ A mother brings her daughter a glass of milk. They are being guarded by a US Marshall. A photo of the mother, Sarah Wims, and her daughter, are among the photos in the files given to the prison crew ]
⋘⋙
Red: He’s the one ultimately responsible for the vanishing of Imam Asmal.
Gerard: I’m telling you, dollars to donuts, this guy is up to something, and it’s not good.
Cooper: Aram, pull what we have on Martin. Keen, Park, get eyes on him. Let’s see where he might take us.

 
[ Liz and Agent Park are in a vehicle outside the prison gate. A van pulls up to the exit station. Vincent Martin is in the driver’s seat ]
Park: That’s the guard? Martin?
Liz: Yeah, that’s him all right.
[ The exit guard gives the vehicle a cursory check, not seeing (or ignoring) the prisoners lying on the floor inside ]
Park: Where’s he going? His shift doesn’t end for four more hours.
Liz: No idea, but that’s what we’re gonna find out.
[ They follow the van at a distance ]

 
[ Liz and Agent Park are in their SUV parked across from a building with a fenced parking area. The van enters ]
Agent Park: What do you think?
Liz: I don’t know. Call it in, see if Aram can give us any details.
[ Liz gets out ]
Park: Where are you going?
Liz: For a closer look.
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[ Liz crosses the street and peers over the fence. The men from the prison isolation unit are unloading firearms and passing them around ]
⋘⋙
[ Liz returns and gets in the SUV ]
Liz: It’s them. The inmates from Wallens – guys we interrogated. Heavily armed.
Park: Armed for what?
[ Radio crackles ]
Aram: [ On radio ] Okay, Agent Keen, the address you gave me isn’t in the system. It’s an unknown.
Park: Aram, we need to roll units here now. The inmates–
Aram: Inmates? Wait–
Liz: From Wallens. They’re on site with enough military grade equipment to start a war.
Park: No lights or sirens, have ’em set up a two block– Whoa!
[ The van barrels out of the gate ]
Park: Hang on.
Aram: Hang on? Why? What’s going on?
Liz: Aram, they’re on the move. Get units here now. We’re in pursuit.
 
[ Stéphane Pompougnac’s ♫ “On the Road Again” plays ]
[ Instrumental ] or [ ♪ Tap square below to play ♪ ]

[ Cooper’s office. Aram rushes in ]
Aram: Sir, Marvin Gerard was right. Evidently, Martin smuggled several inmates out of Wallens. They’re heavily armed and on the move.
Cooper: On the move where?
Aram: That’s unclear.
Cooper: Roll assets their way.

 
[ Liz and Park watch as the men unload a ladder and enter a building ]
Liz: What the hell are they doing? I got the ones with the ladder.
[ Liz gets out and follows ]
[ Dialing ]
Liz: Aram? 2318 Central Ave. Four unsubs. All armed.
Aram: Okay, I have units en route.
Liz: I got something else – a car with government plates. Surveillance. This could be a sting. DC plates – six-brave-six-delta-five-November.
Aram: Copy. Part of the Marshals’ fleet. You think that’s–
Liz: It’s a protective detail. Reach out and see what you can find out about operations. Whatever’s about to happens here is gonna happen fast.
Aram: Copy.

 
[ Cisco disables the surveillance video on the side of the building ]
Cisco: Cameras are down.
Fingers: [ On comms ] Copy that. Here we go.
⋘⋙
[ Liz comes out of a door, gun drawn ]
⋘⋙
Waats: All right, we’re in place.
Cisco: [ Over comms ] 45 seconds. Go. Go.
[ The other three men pick up the ladder and move. Cisco kneels down and assembles a semi-automatic rifle. Agent Park puts a gun to the back of his head ]
Park: Don’t even think about it.
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[ Liz’s cellphone vibrating ]
Aram: Agent Keen. I just hung up with the Marshals, and they’re holding a witness named Sarah Wims. Now, she’s the lead witness in a murder trial and is being held next door to the address you gave me.
Liz: Next door?
Aram: Marshals are getting word to their teams now and has units on their way.
[ Liz runs to a ledge. Below are the other three men. Liz points her gun ]
Liz: FBI! Stop right there! Freeze!
Waats: Get to the target!
[ They duck away out of range ]

 
[ Sarah Weems is inside her apartment with her daughter and a US Marshall ]
Sarah Weems: [ To the Marshall ] The park is literally across the street. Maybe just 20 minutes?
Liz: [ On comms, to Park ] The building next door is housing a witness – Sarah Wims. That’s the target.
Park: What? What do you mean next–
[ Cisco turns suddenly, shoving Park against the wall. He runs off ]
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[ Tank bursts out of a stairwell door and guns down the Marshall posted outside Sarah Wims’s apartment ] [ 💥💥💥 Gunshots 💥💥💥 ]
⋘⋙
[ Inside the apartment ]
Sarah Wims: What was that? What was that?!
US Marshall: Get in the bedroom. Stay and don’t come out.
⋘⋙
[ Outside, more Marshalls arrive in an unmarked vehicle ]
Marshall: [ Over comms: ] Shots fired! We need help!
[ The backup force runs in ]
⋘⋙
[ Tank sets an explosive device to go off outside the stairwell. Then he and the others duck inside the elevator. The elevator doors close ]

♪ I ain’t got no woman to call my special friend ♪

[ ✨Beeping✨ ]
[ The Marshalls come out of the stairwell ]
Marshall: [ Over comms ] We have shots fired. Notify base and seal the perim–
[ Hearing the Marshalls’ voice, Tank pushes the detonator ]
[ 💥🔥💥 Explosion 💥🔥💥 ]
[ The Marshalls fall, mostly stunned. The isolation unit gang piles out of the elevator. Cisco shoots the stunned Marshalls ] [ 💥💥 Gunshots 💥💥 ]
[ Park appears and shoots Cisco💥 and Waats💥 ]
[ Tank enters the apartment ]

♪ I ain’t got no woman to call my special friend ♪

[ Sarah Wims huddles with her daughter. Tank enters pointing his rifle at them ]
Sarah: Please. No. Please don’t.
[ Liz comes up behind Tank ]
Liz: Stop! FBI! Hands! Drop your weapon.
[ Tank obeys. Park appears and handcuffs him ]
Liz: [ To Sarah ] You okay? It’s over.
Sarah: Thank you.
Liz: It’s gonna be okay.
Sarah: Thank you.
Liz: I promise.

♪ On the road again, on the road again ♪

 
[ The black hood is removed from Dembe’s head ]
Katarina: Hello, Mr. Zuma. It’s time to find out with whom your loyalties lie.

 
[ An interrogation room ]
Liz: Tell me how it worked.
Tank: [ Sighs ] We’re given targets.
Liz: We?
Tank: Yeah. Me, Waats, Fingers, and, uh, Cisco.
Liz: Who gave you these targets? Was it the guard Martin? Did he let you in and out of the prison?
Tank: —
Liz: Tell me about today’s target. Sarah Wims.
Tank: We don’t get names. Or reasons. Just targets.
Liz: And she was an extraordinary target.
⋘⋙
Park: No one would blame you if you chose not to testify.
Sarah Wims: After this, nothing could keep me from testifying.
⋘⋙
Liz: She’d agreed to testify against the Doyle gang. Mobsters who traffic heroin and cocaine.
Tank: —
Liz: Imam Sadiq Asmal.
Tank: I told you. I don’t know names.
Liz: You took him from his mosque. We need to know where he is.
Tank: I don’t know.
Liz: Well, who does? Martin? Does he know?
Tank: They take care of my family. All our families. They look out for us.
Liz: Right now, I’m the only one looking out for you. And I can’t do that unless you give me a reason to. Like a name.

 
[ Warden Roy Cain is at home. Guard Vincent Martin is in his parked vehicle ]
Vincent Martin: [ On phone ] It went sideways.
Cain: How?
Martin: The FBI, that’s how.
Cain: Calm down. We got to Ruel before he could say anything.
Martin: They got Tank. The others escaped.
Cain: Tell the others to go to the safe house. I’ll meet them there. You get back to the prison. Discover the jail-break, issue a BOLO. Follow protocol.

 
[ Liz has stepped outside the interrogation room ]
Liz: [ On phone ] It’s the warden. The inmates he puts in isolation, he takes care of their families. And they take care of him.
Red: He’s the man with the key to the locked-room.
Liz: He tells them what to do, and it’s very need-to-know.
Red: And they don’t know where the imam is?
Liz: No. They don’t.

 
Katarina: We’re clear then. You know the information I’m looking for and what will happen if you refuse to give it.
Dembe: Yes.
Katarina: Talk it over with your spiritual advisor. After all – it’s his life that hangs in the balance.
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[ Dembe enters the room where Imam Asmal sits. Dembe kneels down in front of him ]
Dembe: Are you hurt?
Imam Asmal: Only by the thought that you could be. You are devoted to two men and are being forced to betray one for the other.
Dembe: A man’s life is more important than a man’s secrets.
Imam Asmal: Some lives are built on secrets. And when they are revealed – the life they’re built on ends as well.
Dembe: Are you trying to confuse me?
Imam Asmal: I’m trying to help you see there is no easy answer. That either choice carries a burden I wish with my whole heart that you didn’t have to carry.
Dembe: If I let you die to save Raymond’s soul, how will I ever save my own?
Imam Asmal: This is not your fault. Hmm? Do you hear me, son? You are not to blame.
Dembe: [ Crying ]
Imam Asmal: You are not to blame. You are not to blame.
[ He draws Dembe to him ]
Imam Asmal: You are not to blame.
[ Embrace; Dembe sobbing ]

 
[ The safe house ]
Waats: What are we doing here?
Fingers: We’re doing what we’re told to do.
Waats: The op was blown.
Cisco: The warden will take care of us. He always has.
Waats: The warden has got no juice left after this.
Fingers: What do you say we should do?
Waats: We’re escaped prisoners. I say we escape.
[ Warden Roy Cain enters ]
Cain: That’s one option.
Waats: I’m not going back.
Cain: No, you’re not. [ 💥 Cain shoots Waats with a pistol ]
Fingers: Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! We’re on your side. All right? We’re a team.
Cain: We were. [ 💥 Cain shoots Fingers ]
Cain: A damn good team. [ 💥 Cain shoots Cisco ]
 
[ Unkle’s ♫ “The Answer” plays ]
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[ Roy Cain arrives home from the safe house. He flips on the light. Red is drinking grapefruit juice. Morgan and Chuck are with him ]
Red: My doctor told me to stay away from grapefruit juice.

♪ Here we are ♪

Roy Cain: Who are you?
Red: He said something about statins and how grapefruit affects the metabolic this or that, I don’t know. But whatever the risk, ruby red is worth it. Please, sit.

♪ Lay in wait for an answer
They’re still waiting ♪

[ Roy Cain sits at the dining room table. Red raps the table with his knuckles ]
Red: Hands.
[ Cain puts his hands flat on the table ]

♪ Lucky tips as the day breaks
The blind are leading the blind ♪

Red: My name is Raymond Reddington, and as a general rule, innovative is not a word I would use to describe a prison warden. The indignities that the men in your charge are subjected to are cruel and often inhumane. But you – you found a way to monetize that cruelty. I imagine your clients pay top dollar for you to commit the perfect crime on their behalf. Street crimes using men who are off the street. I’m curious how you landed on the idea. The light-bulb moment. I love hearing about light-bulb moments. Do tell. ⋘⋙ That’s an order, not a request.
Roy Cain: I inherited the business from my daddy and his daddy before him. My great-great grandpa used to catch freed Blacks and lock ’em up down in Angola. Then he’d lease ’em out to the highest bidder. They’d work people’s fields, timber. There’s no reforming ’em. They come through my gates, they ain’t people. They’re broken. Might as well put ’em to some use.
Red: I guess that just about says it all, doesn’t it?

♪ Better days with a headache ♪

Red: Imam Asmal. Who hired you to abduct him?

♪ Better days with a headache ♪

Red: Time is of the essence.
Roy Cain: Her name is Maddy Tolliver.
[ Red presses the muzzle of his gun to Cain’s forehead ]
Red: Think again.
Cain: About what? You asked me who–
Red: Maddy Tolliver is dead.
Cain: She wasn’t dead two weeks ago. I swear to God she wasn’t.
Red: Where did she have you deliver him?
Cain: If I tell you that, are you gonna let me go?
Red: Where.

 
[ Door opens. Katarina enters ] [ Dembe and the Imam are praying together ] [ Chanting ]
Katarina: I see you’ve prayed on your decision.
[ They rise ]
Dembe: Release him, and I will tell you what you want to know.

 
[ Katarina sits across from Dembe at a table. Video gear is set up ]
Katarina: Let’s record this for the world to see, shall we?
[ Katarina starts recording ]
Katarina: I need an answer. I’m not waiting.
[ ⚡️Tires screech⚡️ ] [ Simms looks out the window ]
Simms: Ma’am, you gotta go. Right now.
Katarina: [ Scoffs ]
[ Simms hurries her away ]
[ Berdy grabs the Imam, holding a gun to his head ]
Imam Asmal: [ Grunts ]
⋘⋙
[ Chuck and Morgan enter, rifles drawn. Red enters ]
Berdy: He sold you out.
Red: Where is she?
Berdy: Did you hear what I said? He talked.
Red: No, he didn’t. If he had, they’d be dead already.
[ Chuck points his rifle at Berdy, who is using the Imam as a shield ]
Chuck: I got him. [ i.e. in my sights ]
Berdy: You’re not going after her. I’m here to make sure of that.
Red: You got him?
Berdy: We’re just gonna stay here and have a nice chat.
[ Berdy has his eye on Chuck, but not on Red ] [ Gunshot 💥] [ Red shoots Berdy in the forehead ]
Red: [ To Dembe ] Did you tell her anything?
Dembe: No. But I was going to.

 
[ The scene of a murder; it’s Roy Cain ] [ Police radio chatter, camera shutter clicking ]
Dr Ogden Maguire (M.E.): Got the call a couple hours ago. It’s two gunshot wounds to the torso at close range, based on the GSR and the stippling.
Agent Park: That’s him. I’ll call off the hunt.
Dr Maguire: We’re almost done here. I’ll get the autopsy filed to your Task Force by this time tomorrow.
[ Park picks up a ledger and pages through it ]

 
[ Cooper’s office. Aram enters ]
Aram: Sir, just got off with the DA. Sarah Wims testified. Looks like guilty on all counts.
Cooper: And the man who contracted the warden?

 
[ Park enters the restaurant where Cain had earlier met with Anglim. Two agents are with her. Anglim is there now ]
Park: Colin Anglim.
You’re under arrest for the attempted murder of Sarah Wims.
Anglim: Sarah who? Like I’m supposed to know who that–
Park: It was in Warden Cain’s ledger. Which is good, since he’s not around to tell us about it.

 
[ Aram sits down in Cooper’s office ]
Cooper: The warden’s dead. His ledger gives us the people who hired him and Imam Asmal was safe. I think we can close the books on this.
Aram: Well, I looked over the ledger, and it gives us every name but one. The person who hired him to take the imam.
Cooper: And the imam won’t say. I spoke with him myself. He says it’s a private matter between him and a congregant.
 
[ Michael Kiwanuka’s ♫ “Light” plays ]
[ ⬇ Go to Full Lyrics ] or [ ♪ Tap square below to play ♪ ]

[ Liz sits in her car. Katarina gets in ]

♪ We’re miles apart
But safe right here ♪

Katarina: [ Sighs ]

♪ We’re running from ♪

Katarina: I’ve missed you.

♪ Beyond the dark We’ll always be ♪

[ Liz smiles slightly ]

 
[ Imam Asmal sits next to Red in his car ]
Imam Asmal: Hmm. You think he had a binary choice. I think he had no choice at all.
Red: We always have a choice.
Imam Asmal: [ Sighs ] Hmm. If you have situational ethics. He doesn’t. There is a right and a wrong.
Red: And you were right, and I was wrong.
Imam Asmal: You and I were– irrelevant to his struggle for spiritual discipline.
Red: Dembe and I have done this dance before. I made it clear there wouldn’t be an encore.
Imam Asmal: Jihad doesn’t start and stop. It is constant. For him. For me. And for you.

♪ You’ll always shine ♪

Red: What do you know of my struggle?
Imam Asmal: I know we all have one. Every day. Today, my struggle was whether to tell the FBI who had abducted me. Tomorrow it will be why I didn’t.

♪ And it don’t bother me, don’t bother me, no ♪

Red: Dembe asked you not to.
Imam Asmal: Yes, he did. He left me no choice. Whether I liked it or not.
 

♪ All of my fears are gone, baby, gone, gone ♪

Liz: Dembe’s imam. Was that really necessary?
Katarina: You mean he’s not in the game. A bystander.
Liz: I mean was it necessary.
Katarina: In the situation I’m in, in the situation Reddington put me in, there are no bystanders.
Liz: Does he know? That you’re alive?
Katarina: He does now.

 
[ The kitchen of Red’s restaurant ] [ Red pours from a bottle of champagne ]
Marvin Gerard: I don’t know what you did, but whatever it was – thank you.
Red: Thanks can wait. I need you to do something for me.
Gerard: Um, thanks cannot wait. I was about to be disbarred. One conversation with you and I’m suddenly a paragon of legal ethics.
Red: You’re welcome.
[ Glasses clink ✨They drink ]

 
Liz: You’re going after the people I care about–
Katarina: I’m not going after them. I’m giving them a choice. Dembe made the right one. If it comes down to it, one day, I hope you will, too.
Liz: I thought I already had.
Katarina: You did. And it saved me.

 
Red: It’s about my will and my various trusts. Seeing as how she’s the primary beneficiary, I’d like you to set aside a time to review them with Elizabeth.
Gerard: You’re giving a cop the keys to your kingdom.
Red: Regrettably.
⋘⋙
Katarina: But there will be – more choices for you to make.
Liz: Between you and him.
⋘⋙
Gerard: Why do it?
Red: Because where she’s going, she’ll need it.
Gerard: And where, pray tell, is our plucky heroine going?
Red: To a very dark and dangerous place.
⋘⋙
Katarina: I don’t think one of us can live while the other survives.
⋘⋙
Red: She doesn’t see it, or can’t accept it, but her path is undeniable.
Gerard: You make it sound like she has no choice.
[ Dembe enters. Red looks up at him ]
Red: [ To Gerard ] What did you say?
Gerard: I said you make it sound like she has no choice.
[ Red looks at Dembe ]
Red: [ Quietly ] I guess that is what I’m saying. Sometimes there is no choice.
⋘⋙
Katarina: [ To Liz ] And I think the outcome is in your hands.

♪ A mile apart, leave and be free
A mile apart ♪

 
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Better days
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Perfect weather
Congregate
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They’re still waiting
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Lucky tips as the day breaks
The blind are leading the blind

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You’re running from
Beyond the dawn
We’ll always need
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♪ (Shine your light over me)
Shine your light over me
(All of my fears are gone)
All of my fears are gone, baby, gone, gone
(And it don’t bother me)
And it don’t bother me, don’t bother me, no
(If it’s not meant to be)

♪ Too far to run
Fall on your knees
To find a love
You’re light to me
My only sun
You’ll always shine
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♪ (Shine your light over me)
Shine your light over me
(All of my fears are gone)
All of my fears are gone, baby, gone, gone
(And it don’t bother me)
Don’t bother me, don’t bother me, no
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♪ (Shine your light over me)
Shine your light over me
(All of my fears are gone)
All of my fears are gone, baby, gone, gone
(And it don’t bother me)
It don’t bother me, don’t bother me, no
If it’s not meant to be

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Strung out from all this
Pour out a thousand tears
I never knew a kinder man

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