The Blacklist Declassified

Brief (Where we’re at):

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 She forged documents to make Red think she’d flipped Marvin; so Red rescinded his access to accounts worth $41M and gave the access to Skip.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 
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[ Colleen and Carl Conway are sleeping wearing sleep goggles ]
[ Iggy Pop’s ♫ “James Bond” plays ]
[ ⬇ Go to Full Lyrics ] or [ ♪ Tap square below to play ♪ ]

[ A man named Raf meddles with the alarm system of the Conways’ home ]

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

[🚨Alarm blaring🚨]

♪ She wants to be your James Bond ♪

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

♪ James Bond ♪

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

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

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

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

♪ James Bond
She wants to be your James Bond ♪

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

♪ She wants to be your James Bond ♪

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[ Carl’s cellphone rings✨]

♪ Driving off while making you feel guilty ♪

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 
[ Hayden Thorpe’s ♫ “Diviner” plays ]
[ ⬇ Go to Full Lyrics ] or [ ♪ Tap square below to play ♪ ]

[ Cooper walks to his car ]

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

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

♪ Living a fever dream
Lost control ♪

[ Cooper opens the cup and finds the thumb drive ]

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

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

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

♪ My ghost had left my skin
Diviner ♪

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

♪ You’ve been gone a long time ♪

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

♪ Living a fever dream Lost control ♪

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

♪ You be my diviner ♪

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

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

 
[ In his office, Cooper opens a laptop and inserts the thumb drive and selects its files ] [ Beeps🔅]
[ A red screen comes up – in Russian: “ОСОБОЙ ВАЖНОСТИ ТРЕБУЕТСЯ / СООТВЕТСТВУЮЩИЙ ДОСТУП / ВВЕДИТЕ ПАРОПЬ”* (See below under “Trivia”) ]
[ Aram appears ]
Aram: Sir.

♪ Bring it in
Our house of mirrors always shimmering ♪

Aram: She’s really gone, isn’t she?

♪ Diviner ♪

Cooper: Agent Keen?

♪ Where you been?
You’ve been gone ♪

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

♪ You be my diviner
Show me where to go ♪

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Save the day, baby

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

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

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

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

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

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

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♫ Diviner
By Hayden Thorpe

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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