🔴 Script 10:22 Reddington: Good Night 


🔴 Script 10:22 Raymond Reddington: Good Night (№ 00)

NBC’s series The Blacklist starring James Spader and Megan Boone
Series created by: Jon Bokenkamp
Program air date: 7/13/2023 in the US (9pm Central/Chicago Time)
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Last updated: 7/17/2023 at 12:25pm CT [ Central/Chicago time ]


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Directed by: Michael Caracciolo
Written by: Lukas Reiter

Raymond ‘Red’ Reddington – James Spader
Donald Ressler – Diego Klattenhoff
Harold Cooper – Harry Lennix
Siya Malik – Anya Banerjee
Dembe Zuma – Hisham Tawfiq
Paramedic – Michael Benzala
Agnes Keen – Sami Bray
Herbie Hambright – Alex Brightman
Carolina – Clara Chaín
Ernesto – José Luis Ferrer
Angela – Paulina Gálvez
Chuck – Jonathan Holtzman
Nurse Practitioner – Nadine Malouf
Dr Susan Halloran – Celeste Oliva
Officer – Brendan Reardon
Agent Ishwood – Jake Silberman
Receptionist – Kim Taff
Merchant – Manuel Trigo
Special Agent Jordan Nixon – Derrick Williams


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🔴 Script 10:22 Reddington: Good Night


Brief (Where we’re at):

Congressman Arthur Hudson is dead, shot in the forehead by Red after Hudson shot Dembe in the neck. The showdown happened after Dembe was placed under arrest for tipping Red off. Not trusting the task force, Hudson arranged for Dembe to be transferred to FBI headquarters, but Red had two trucks ram the transfer vehicles. Dembe told Red he did not wanted to go with him, but rather would accept his punishment. Hudson took Nixon’s firearm from him while Nixon was still unconscious and pointed it at Red, but Chuck pointed his assault rifle at Hudson. Ressler shouted for Chuck to drop his weapon but Chuck wouldn’t.

Dembe tried to defuse the situation, putting himself in the middle. But Hudson said he didn’t trust anyone and refused to accept that Dembe wanted to return with him. Then Hudson was startled by a sound and shot Dembe in the neck, wounding him badly. Red who had not previously drawn a gun, took out his weapon and killed the Congressman with one shot. To keep Ressler from shooting anyone, Red then shot several times directly into Ressler’s bulletproof vest, until Ressler was on the ground. This allowed Red to escape with Dembe, bleeding profusely, to seek medical help.

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[ Tense music playing ]
[ Red and Chuck, with Dembe between them bleeding profusely, enter the closest medical establishment they can find ]
Red: Miss, Miss, the doctor on duty – We need someone here, now!
Receptionist: Oh, my God.
[ She picks up the phone ]
Red: No police.
Receptionist: I wasn’t. I was just gonna call an ambulance.
Red: There’s no time. He won’t survive the wait.
Receptionist: You need a hospital. This is a nursing home.
[ A woman with a chart walks into view ]
Red: You. Are you a nurse?
Nurse Practitioner: Y-Yes.
Red: Can we have that chair, please? This man needs your help. He’s losing too much blood. He needs a transfusion immediately.
Nurse Practitioner: He’s been shot?
Red: You have a medical unit on site?
Nurse Practitioner: Yes. But it’s not an emergency room. We don’t have a large supply of blood on standby.
[ She pushes Dembe in the wheelchair ]
Red: [ To Chuck ] Stay here. Keep an eye. [ To Nurse Practitioner ] We won’t need it. I’ll supply the blood directly.
Nurse Practitioner: A direct transfusion? That’s highly unusual. It may not even be possible if your blood types aren’t compatible.
Red: We are compatible.
Nurse Practitioner: There are protocols. If you supply him directly, whatever blood he gets is blood you lose. I don’t know anything about your history. It could have a serious impact on your health as well.
Red: Hook us up. Now.
[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Eerie music plays ] [ Siren 🚨 wailing in distance ]
[ The site of the crashes and shootings is now an active crime scene ]
[ Camera shutter clicks ✽ ✽ ] [ Indistinct conversations ] [ Radio chatter ]
[ Ressler talks on the phone to Herbie and Siya in the Post Office war room ]
Ressler: Okay. Cooper’s here. He’s coordinating the search for Dembe and Reddington.
Herbie: Are you all right?
Ressler: Yeah. I’m okay. Dembe was shot – bad. He was hit in the neck. Hudson got ahold of Nixon’s gun and panicked.

[ Flashback: ]
[ Hudson shoots 💥 Dembe in the neck ]
[ Red draws his gun and shoots 💥 Hudson in the forehead, killing him ] [ … ]
[ Ressler walks over to where to where Hudson lies; he also sees the large pool of blood left by Dembe ]

Ressler: Hudson’s dead. Reddington dropped him right where he stood.
[ Herbie looks at Siya, alarmed ]
Siya: Where’s Dembe now?
Ressler: Reddington took him. Chuck was here. They threw him in a van and took off.
Herbie: The closest hospitals aren’t that close.
Siya: We’ll check them. Uh, what about one of those “medical cubes” Reddington has at the ready? He could’ve called for one.
Ressler: No. Even those take time to stand up. The equipment, the doctors have to travel. Dembe wouldn’t make it. He was bleeding badly.
Siya: We’ll find him. Donald, listen to me. We’ll find him.
[ A Paramedic walks over to Ressler ]
Paramedic: All right, let’s get you checked out.
[ Ressler takes off the bulletproof vest. There’s no blood, but Ressler groans ]
[ Radio chatter ] [ Congressman Hudson’s body is placed in a body bag ]
[ Siren 🚨 wailing in distance ]
Paramedic: My guess? Multiple rib fractures. But we’ll take you in, we’ll get you checked out.
Ressler: No. I’m staying here.
[ Radio chatter, 🚨 sirens wailing 🚨]
[ Somber music plays ]
[ The gurney with the body is rolled past ]

[ Agent Jordan Nixon confronts Ressler ]
Agent Nixon: You knew, didn’t you? You knew Reddington wouldn’t abandon Zuma. You let us roll right into an ambush.
Ressler: Are you kidding me? What do you think, we planned this?
Nixon: Reddington got his intel from somewhere. Zuma’s gone.
Ressler: You were knocked out. You didn’t even see what went down.
[ Cooper has heard the angry voices and walks over ]
Cooper: Hey, that’s enough. Believe me, nobody on the Task Force wanted this to happen. Reddington did this on his own.
Nixon: You expect me to believe you? Arthur Hudson is dead.
Cooper: Agent Nixon, I am doing everything in my power to keep from losing my composure. I suggest you do the same.
Nixon: [ Scoffs ] Look at that. Three in the body armor. Reddington’s a crack shot, and, what, you just got lucky, right?
Ressler: Oh, you can’t help yourself, can you?
Cooper: Our focus should be on finding Reddington and Zuma, not pointing fingers at each other.
Nixon: I’m onto you guys. And I’m coming for all of you. And if you think Hudson was relentless, man, you ain’t seen nothing yet.
Ressler: Hey, pal, my partner just got shot in his neck.
Nixon: Yeah. I guess Reddington didn’t factor in Hudson having the stones to grab my gun and try to stop him.
Ressler: What? Stones? He got himself killed! Agent Zuma got shot because your boy Hudson had no idea what he was doing. I mean, what the hell was he thinking pulling a weapon on someone like Reddington?
Nixon: So he should’ve just let Zuma escape?
[ Agent Ishwood has been listening to the argument. He also witnessed the shootings ]
Agent Iswood: Jordan, man, you’re wrong on this.
Ressler: No, Agent Zuma refused to escape. He never intended to go with Reddington.
Nixon: I don’t believe that. And you’re lucky I wasn’t there.
Ishwood: You weren’t. But I was. And it’s true, Jordan. Zuma wasn’t going to leave with Reddington. He told him he wasn’t going anywhere.
Nixon: And you don’t think that was part of the performance?
Ishwood: Performance? You’re not hearing me. Zuma was unarmed. When Hudson drew on him, Zuma was the one trying to calm things down. He stepped in front of the gun. I saw it happen. Zuma did everything he could to diffuse the situation.

[ Cooper’s cell phone rings ✨]
Cooper: Agent Malik?
Siya: I think we found him.
Cooper: How?
Herbie: We reached out to DC Memorial. One of their surgeons was medevac-ed to a trauma in the field about an hour ago. Gunshot wound.
Cooper: Where “in the field?”
Herbie: Uh, it’s a nursing home called the Grandview. Just under five miles from the crash site.
Cooper: Send me the address. We’re on our way. Ressler, we have a lead on Agent Zuma’s location.
Ressler: Is he alive?
Cooper: I don’t know. But it’s possible he’s at a nursing home a few miles away.
Nixon: Wait, if you are still working with Reddington, your lead could take us exactly in the wrong direction.
Cooper: Does that mean you’re not coming?
[ Nixon and Ishwood look at one another and then follow ]
[ Tense music playing ]

[ Cooper, Ressler, Nixon and Ishwood arrive at the nursing home. A police officer is on duty ]
Cooper: Officer. Assistant Director Cooper, FBI. What’s going on here?
Officer: Apparently, some guys with weapons brought in an unknown subject with a gunshot wound.
Cooper: Where is he now?
Officer: Medical clinic, end of the hall.
[ Tense music playing ] [ Someone is mopping up a track of blood on the floor ]
[ Agent Nixon pulls his gun ]
Nixon: If Reddington is in there, follow my lead.
[ They open the door to the procedure room ]
Dr. Halloran: Out. I said get out now!
[ She is sewing up the wound on Dembe’s neck ]
[ The agents back off ]

[ Later, in Dembe’s hospital room; Dembe is still unconscious ]
Dr. Halloran: He’s lucky to be alive. His airway’s intact. The bullet missed his carotid and his spinal column, but it nicked his jugular. He should stay here until he stabilizes.
Nixon: The man who brought him in. You saw him?
Dr. Halloran: Briefly. He left shortly after I arrived.
Nixon: Dr. Halloran, we believe that man was Raymond Reddington.
Dr. Halloran: I don’t know who that is.
Cooper: Regardless, maybe he said something before he left? Something to indicate where he was going?
Dr. Halloran: No. But wherever he is, I hope he’s resting.
Nixon: Why is that?
Dr. Halloran: Because based on what I saw, he’s not well. You have to understand that, as the recipient, Agent Zuma was saved by that transfusion. But not everyone is a candidate to be the donor in a direct transfer.
Cooper: Was he exhibiting any symptoms?
Dr. Halloran: No question. He was weak. He had shortness of breath. My sense was he wasn’t oxygenating well. I urged him to go to an emergency room when he left.
Nixon: Then maybe he did.
Dr. Halloran: I don’t think so. “That, my dear, will have to wait. I need to be traveling.”
Cooper: Traveling?
Dr. Halloran: That’s what he said. Sorry, fellas. That’s all I got.
[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ The Post Office war room ]
Siya: Okay. That was Ressler. They’re on their way back. Dembe’s gonna stay put until he shows more progress.
Herbie: He’s still not conscious?
[ Siya shakes her head ]
Siya: Reddington told the surgeon he’d be traveling.
Herbie: Ah, well, that’s what my wife, Holly, would call unhelpful information.
Siya: We could start with the airports and airstrips within maybe 50 miles or so, see how many private flights left after Reddington was last seen.
Herbie: Okay.

[ Agents Nixon and Ishwood get off the yellow elevator ]
Ishwood: I already spoke to Rutherford.
Nixon: Then go over her head.
Ishwood: She’s the Deputy Director of National Intelligence. If anyone knows, she knows. At this point, none of the federal agencies have any solid intel on Reddington’s location.
Nixon: How is that possible?
Ishwood: It’s Reddington. Half the world’s been looking for the man since the mid-’90s.
Nixon: Yeah, well, you mark my words. His time’s running out. I just heard a doctor say he was compromised.
Ishwood: What does that mean?
Nixon: It means you watch. Reddington’s gonna make a mistake. And when he does, someone will find him. And I’m telling you now, if it’s me?
[ Handcuffs rattle ]
Nixon: I won’t be needing these. Because I will put the man down – just like he did to Arthur Hudson.
[ Agents Nixon and Ishwood leave ]
Siya: So – that happened.
Herbie: He knew we were standing here. He saw us. That’s what this is. That’s what we’re doing.
Siya: Herbie.
Herbie: You heard him. A federal agent, a sworn officer of the FBI, brazen enough to openly say he intends to murder his target.
Siya: Well, his friend was killed. H-He was upset.
Herbie: Meaning what? You don’t think he’ll do it? ‘Cause he will.
Siya: No, he won’t. Because we’re gonna find Reddington first.
Herbie: Sorry. I can’t. Finding Dembe, that was different. But hunting Red? Helping them?
Siya: We’re not helping them. We’re helping Ressler and Cooper avoid prosecution.
Herbie: I like it here. It’s been fun, being part of the team – but I never signed on for this. I love Reddington. And Holly and Sue adore him. If I helped the FBI capture Raymond – or worse? They would never forgive me. I would never forgive me.
Siya: I understand. I-I’m also ready for this to be over. I’ll let Cooper and Ressler know.
Herbie: Are you sure you’re on the right side?
[ Herbie turns and heads toward the elevator ]
[ Pensive music plays ]

[ Cooper’s office ] [ Ressler and Siya are there ]
Cooper: He’s not wrong to ask. This is hard for all of us.
Ressler: I still can’t believe it happened. I mean, Hudson was a pain in the ass. But ultimately, he was one of the good guys.
Cooper: I may not have liked him, but he wasn’t wrong. God knows we crossed the line more times than I care to admit or remember.
Ressler: We need to find Reddington.
Siya: I did some research. Turns out, there were around two dozen private planes that left DC in the first few hours after Reddington was last seen. I was able to narrow them down, because not all of them were capable of international travel. But even those will take some time to check out. One went to Montreal. The others to Mexico City, Caracas, Marseille, Tokyo, Kingston–
Ressler: Let me guess. All the manifests you’ve reviewed so far are clean.
Siya: They are.
Ressler: I don’t think we’re gonna find Reddington on any of those. He was the best in the world at moving around without raising suspicion.
Cooper: What if we start at the bathhouse?
Siya: He won’t be there.
Cooper: No, but his things are there. Maybe he went back for something, or left something behind that might tell us where he’s going.
Ressler: That makes sense. What about Nixon? Are we bringing him into the loop?
Siya: I wouldn’t do that.
Cooper: I think we have to. He already doesn’t trust us. At this point, I don’t see any reason to hide anything.
Siya: Well, then it’s a good thing I’m still here, because I can give you a damn good reason.

[ The Post Office war room ] [ Indistinct conversations ]
Cooper: Nixon. Hey. We may never find Reddington, but we need to talk about what happens if we do.
Nixon: And why’s that?
Cooper: Because I hear you’ve been running your mouth about putting him down instead of bringing him in.
Nixon: Running my mouth? I don’t care if you are an Assistant Director. You need to change your tone if you expect me to hear you.
Cooper: I expect you to act like a professional.
Nixon: [ Through his teeth ] Oh, that’s good – coming from the man who facilitated Reddington’s treason.
Cooper: I stand by my actions. And I stand behind anything this Task Force has ever done. If someone well above your pay grade wants to hold me accountable for anything we’ve done, they know where to find me. But that goes for you, too. If you execute Reddington, if there’s even a whiff of excessive force involved, I will make sure you are held accountable. Are we clear?
Nixon: That man killed a congressman. An honorable man. A public servant. And you’re concerned about him?
Cooper: This isn’t about him. This is about me and you. When this is finished, Reddington will be judged for his crimes. And so will I. But so will you.
Nixon: Time’s up, old man. The days of you protecting Reddington, the days of your “Task Force” embarrassing this Bureau–
[ Nixon steps toward Cooper ]
Cooper: Take a step back.
[ Ressler hears the argument and approaches ]
Nixon: Why? I thought this was about me and you.
Cooper: I won’t tell you again.
[ Nixon steps closer ]
Nixon: You won’t tell me anything.
[ Cooper shoves Nixon; Nixon stumbles backwards ]
[ Ressler steps in ]
Ressler: Whoa, easy, easy, easy, easy, easy. Break it up. Neutral corners, fellas. [ To Cooper ] You all right?
Nixon: Good talk, Grandpa.
[ Cooper gets into the elevator with Siya ]
Ressler: You gave me a hard time for hitting Hudson, now you’re getting physical?
Cooper: We’ll call you from New York.
[ Elevator doors close ]

[ José González’s ♫ “Stay Alive” plays ]
[ ⬇ Go to Full Lyrics ] or [ ♪ Tap square below to play ♪ ]

[ Red is sleeping in a darkened room with a crucifix on the wall. His hat lies on top of his duffel bag ]
[ Door opens ] [ A middle-aged woman with shoulder-length black hair enters. Her name is Angela. She leaves a dish covered with a checkered cloth on the sideboard. She gathers Red’s crumpled shirt and jacket from the foot of the bed and leaves quietly ]

♪ There’s a rhythm And rush these days ♪
♪ Where the lights don’t move And the colors don’t fade ♪
♪ Leaves you empty With nothing but dreams ♪
♪ In a world gone shallow In a world gone lean ♪
♪ Sometimes there’s things A man cannot know ♪
♪ The gears won’t turn And the leaves won’t grow– ♪

[ Cooper and Siya enter Red’s bathhouse apartment in New York City ]
Cooper: I didn’t expect him to be here, but part of me thought maybe, if he’s not well–
Siya: It feels a bit eerie. Reddington filled this place, you know?
Cooper: This place and our lives for a long time now. The man’s worn many hats. Friend. Confidant. Nemesis. He’s a grandparent to Agnes.
Siya: And an international fugitive. With books on advanced econometrics, astrophysics, Micronesian art and –
[ Siya picks up a book, chuckling ]
Siya: –Digital Literacy for Beginners.
[ Cooper’s cell phone rings✨]

♪ We’ll do whatever Just to stay alive ♪

Cooper: It’s Agent Ressler. How’s Dembe?
Dembe: Harold.
[ Ressler is holding his phone up to Dembe ]
Cooper: My friend. It is so good to hear your voice again.
Siya: Dembe, thank God you’re all right.
Cooper: How you feeling?
Dembe: Mm. Tired. Raymond?
Cooper: We’re in New York. At the bathhouse.
Ressler: He knows. We talked about everything. Hudson, Nixon, what happened with Reddington.
Dembe: We have to find him.
Cooper: We’re trying. But there’s no sign of him here.
Siya: It’s been a minute since I was here, but everything looks just as it was.
Ressler: That’s what he does. He’ll walk away from everything with nothing but what’s left in his pockets.
[ Suddenly, there’s a raid ] [ Doors crash⚡️open ]
Nixon: FBI! Federal agents! Everyone stay where you are!
Cooper: You’ve got to be kidding. Agent Ressler, I’ll call you back.
Ishwood: Clear, sir. Reddington’s not here.
Nixon: Director Cooper. Tell me again about how we’re all on the same side.
Cooper: What is this?
Nixon: You want to catch Reddington, right? That’s why you failed to disclose you knew exactly where he was living.
Cooper: How did you find this place? You followed us here?
Nixon: Damn right. You want to tell me what you were doing here?
Cooper: Looking for evidence. And if we’d have found any, we’d have shared it with the Bureau.
Nixon: Let me guess. You didn’t. Find any.
Cooper: No. There’s nothing useful here.
Nixon: We won’t be taking your word for it.
Cooper: Fine. Have at it. Agent Malik and I were just leaving.
[ Cooper and Siya walk out ]
[ Dramatic music playing ]

[ Gentle music playing ] [ Angela is working in the kitchen when Red enters ]
Red: Good morning, Angela.
Angela: It’s not morning anymore. You slept for a very long time.
Red: I did?
Angela: Mm-hmm.
Red: The soup was delicious. Thank you.
Angela: You’re welcome. How are you feeling?
[ Red notices some flower blossoms ]
Red: These are quite something.
Angela: Azahar.
Red: Yes, orange blossoms. So beautiful here this time of year. You know, they say the golden apples of immortality, the ones Hercules went looking for, they weren’t apples at all. They were bitter oranges.
[ Sniffs, coughing ] [ Red steps away, coughing into a handkerchief. There are specks of blood ]
Angela: You should go back to bed.
Red: Ah. [ Sighs ]
[ Red steadies himself by holding on to the counter ]
Red: Actually, I was thinking about taking a walk. [ Laughs ] See how I do.
Angela: When you’re feeling up to it, you should try going over the hill in the back. I grew up over there. It’s very beautiful.

[ Gentle music playing ]
[ Red walks along a dirt path through a field. There are rocky hills in the distance ]
[ He comes to an open-air market ] [ Indistinct conversations ]
[ He smells some red roses ]
[ He looks over the fruit and vegetable in the stalls, pointing at items he wants to buy ]
Red: Por favor.
Merchant: Si, si.
Red: [ Pointing ] Ah-da-da-da-da. Gracias.
[ Reddington sighs ] [ He notices some watermelons ]
Red: Ahh. [ Speaking Spanish ] Last year I paid six Euros for … half.
Ernesto: Si.
Red: [ In English ] I’d love to buy one.
Ernesto: [ Speaking Spanish ] Carolina. My daughter.
Carolina: [ In English ] Yes. I speak some English.
Red: Gracias. I’d love to buy one, but I walked a long way, so I can’t carry it home.
Carolina: This’s not a problem. We can, uh– uh, how do you say it? Um, bring them later?
Red: Deliver.
Carolina: Si. Yeah.
Red: Deliver. Deliver. Excellent. Uh, in that case– Two, please.

[ Cooper is driving with Siya riding next to him holding her phone as they talk with Dembe and Ressler who is visiting Dembe in the hospital. The conversation is somewhat disjointed due to the awkward communication setup ]
Cooper: I’m sure Nixon is realizing as we speak, the bathhouse was a bust.
Ressler: So we’re back to square one.
Siya: I can just imagine him walking around, checking out all of Red’s eccentricities.
Dembe: Perhaps we should find Edward.–
Siya: One of the wealthiest men in the world and sleeping on what’s basically a cot in a locker room.
Dembe: –That’s usually my first call when I need to find him.
Siya: No television, no Wi-Fi, just a few books, a hot plate, some clothes, and a huge burlap sack with the– Oh, my God.
Ressler: Yeah, well, Edward might be a little less helpful now that Reddington blew up his plane.
Siya: It wasn’t there. The sack with the horns. It wasn’t at the bathhouse.
Cooper: You said nothing was missing.
Siya: I was wrong. A sack with the skull of Islero, a Miuran bull that gored the famous matador, the one that was killed, uh–
Dembe: Manolete.
Siya: Yes. Manolete.
Dembe: Raymond’s always been very interested in him.
Siya: He told me all about him. A man who ‘found it easier to risk his life than live his life without risk.’ Reddington went to Mexico. He said a noble beast like that doesn’t belong on the wall above the bar of a dingy Mexican cantina.
Cooper: What are you thinking?
Siya: That he did go back to the bathhouse. To get the skull.
Dembe: To bring it home.
Siya: That’s what he wanted. You could see, it was important to him.
Ressler: So that would mean he went to Spain?
Siya: To Seville. Uh, Andalusia. I think the ranch is there, where Islero was raised. My God. Marseille. One of the flights we looked at was from DC to Marseille. From there, it’s what, maybe a two-hour trip to Seville?
Dembe: Raymond knows that area well. There’s a villa in a town near Carmona, northeast of the city. He’s stayed there many times.
Cooper: I like it. Strange as it is, it feels like something he would do.

[ Red is resting ] [ Pensive music playing ]
[ Red sits up and makes a call on his cell phone ]
[ Scissors cutting ] [ Chiming ✨]
Agnes: Pinky!
Red: Ah! And here I thought I was just gonna be leaving you a message. What are you doing at home, sweetheart?
Agnes: Ugh, working on this science fair project. Alone.
Red: Wasn’t that supposed to be a group project?
Agnes: Supposed to be. But Becky has relatives visiting town and Andy, well – I don’t know, he, um– Anyway, so I’m finishing it up myself.
Red: Sometimes the greatest flights in history, my dear, have been solo.
Agnes: What does that mean?
Red: [ Chuckles ] It means “keep up the good work.” I don’t– [ Chuckles ]
Agnes: Pinky, I heard Pops on the phone. Is he– looking for you? Are you okay?
Red: I am. It’s nothing for you to worry about. So Becky has relatives in town and Andy, what, he’s too busy to help?
Agnes: Andy has been – acting really weird. He told Caitlin in third period that he kind of “liked me,” but then we got assigned this project together and now he won’t talk to me or help me with it.
Red: I’m not surprised.
Agnes: Why is he acting so goofy?
Red: I’d imagine he’s nervous. We often stumble when we’re closest to the object of our endearment. It’s just one of those little twists of fate and affection. Agnes, sometimes boys can be so slow, and so dumb. Give him time. He’s just trying to come to terms with his feelings for you. Just keep crushing, but keep cool, and soon enough, he’ll figure out how to crush back.
Agnes: [ Chuckles ] Pinky, you’re being such a mom.
Red: Yeah. ⋘⋙ I guess I just can’t help it.

[ Ressler groans as he gets out of a car in Seville; he’s on a call with Cooper ]
Ressler: I thought I knew what pain was. And then I flew eight hours to Spain with two fractured ribs.
[ Cooper is visiting Dembe in the hospital ]
Cooper: And you can’t take painkillers.
Ressler: No. I’ll pass. I just got my one-year chip. I don’t think I want to re-set that clock.
[ Ressler reads the sign on the building he has reached ]
Ressler: “Villa Lobo.” This must be the place.
Cooper: You’re there. Already?
Ressler: Yeah. I went to see Commissioner Alvarez with the National Police in Seville when I landed.
Cooper: I spoke to him. Sounds like he’d be thrilled to let the world know his department had a hand in catching Reddington.
Ressler: Yeah. No question. They gave me a car, said that whatever else I need is just a phone call away. This place is beautiful. No wonder Reddington likes it.
Dembe: Mm. It’s owned by one of Raymond’s oldest friends. Bernardo Lobo. We met many years ago on a tour in a winery in the fields north of Bangkok.
Cooper: I didn’t know there were wineries in Thailand.
Dembe: [ Chuckles ] You’re not alone. The two of them were the only ones who showed up for the tour.
[ Cooper’s cell phone beeps🔅]
Cooper: Ressler. Hang on. We’re getting another call.
Ressler: No. Take it. Maybe it’s a lead on Reddington.
Cooper: Call us after you’ve checked out the villa.
[ Cooper takes the other call ]
Cooper: Harold Cooper.
Red: Harold! Sorry to intrude. I called the front desk to speak with Dembe, and they told me you were in for a visit.
Dembe: [ Chuckles ] Raymond?
Red: Ah! There you are. Do me a favor, old friend. Next time you get shot, make it an arm or a leg. The neck is just such nasty business.
Cooper: Reddington. Where are you? What are you doing?
Red: At the moment, I’m making myself a little something to eat. But enough about me. I wanted to check in, Dembe, hear how you’re doing?
Dembe: I’m alive. Which I’m told is thanks to you.
Red: Yes, well, it’s the chicken or the egg situation, really. Who saves whom and then gets saved themselves. It’s been so many times over so many years, I can’t keep track.

[ The Villa Lobo ]
Angela: [ Speaks Spanish ]
Ressler: Sorry. I don’t speak much Spanish.
Angela: Ah. You speak English.
Ressler: Yes.
Angela: You are an American?
Ressler: From the United States. My name is Donald Ressler. I’m a Special Agent for the FBI.
Angela: Is something wrong?
Ressler: Yes, we’re looking for someone. His name is Raymond Reddington.
[ Ressler shows Angela two photos of Red, both at least 10 years old ]
Ressler: We received a tip that he might be here.
Angela: Here? This is the Villa Lobo.
Ressler: Yes. Maybe you know him by a different name. Have you seen that man?
Angela: Señor Lobo is away on business and there are no guests currently here in the house.
Ressler: Well, maybe I could confirm that for myself. Do you mind if I come in, look around?
[ Angela lets Ressler enter ]
[ Tense music playing ]

Dembe: Raymond, the doctor here. She said you didn’t look too well.
Red: Oh, no. You’re not turning the tables. This was my call to check up on you.
[ Angela is letting Ressler check each room ]
Dembe: I’m worried. This feels different. A congressman is dead. And I’m afraid. I’m afraid this time they won’t be satisfied until – you are, too.
[ Red is pouring himself a glass of wine ]
Red: I’m fine, Dembe. I’ll call again, when I have more time. Oh! I thought of something, a funny story that–
[ The wine spills ]
Red: Oh, God. I have– I have to go. I’ll, uh– Remind me next time. Ugh.
[ Red cleans up the spilled wine ]
[ The room-by-room search continues ]
Angela: That’s another suite for when we have guests.
Ressler: That door, what’s behind it?
Angela: It’s a kitchen.
[ Ressler draws his gun and enters ]
Angela: Señor. Señor, I told you, there’s nobody in the house.
[ Tense music playing ]
[ It is a kitchen. No one is there ]
[ Ressler sighs ]
Ressler: Thank you. It must have been a mistake, but, um, here’s my card in case you see or hear from Mr. Reddington. Hopefully you’ll call me.
Angela: I’ll tell Señor Lobo you were here and give him this when he returns.
Ressler: Thank you.

[ Ressler calls Cooper ]
Ressler: No luck here.
Cooper: That was Reddington on the other line. Can you imagine? Cool as a cucumber.
Ressler: You got to be kidding me.
Cooper: Checking on Dembe. As if no one even cared where he was.
Ressler: Well, I’ll tell you where he’s not. The Villa Lobo. A woman on the staff let me search the house. Reddington’s not here.
Cooper: It was always just a theory. Maybe he’s not in Seville.
Ressler: Or maybe he is and he’s already gone.
Dembe: What about the market? As long as I’ve known him, anytime he goes somewhere for more than a few days he visits the local fresh market.
Cooper: You know, that’s not a bad idea. If he is in Seville, someone there would’ve seen him.
Ressler: It’s worth a try. But it’s getting late here. Uh, I got to get back to the city, find a hotel for the night. We’ll try those markets in the morning.

Red: How long ago?
Angela: A few minutes, maybe ten. Who is he? An American policeman.
Red: With the FBI. Yes. Humorless fellow with handsome hair. [ Chuckles ] Fair play, Donald. I wonder what you’d actually do with yourself if one day you finally got your man?
Angela: What does it mean?
Red: [ Sighs ]
Angela: Are you leaving?
Red: Angela, how far is it to the Miura bull ranch from here?
Angela: It’s about an hour’s drive. North and east. Why? What’s at the Miura Ranch?
Red: It’s not what’s at the Miura Ranch. It’s what isn’t. But should be.
[ Red takes a drink of red wine ]
[ Gentle music playing ]
[ Pensive music playing ]
[ Red sits in the dark looking out the window ]
[ An animal, perhaps a bird, calls in the distance ]
[ Red’s gaze shifts to the bull’s skull propped on a chair in the darkened room, then he gazes out of the window again ]

[ Guns ‘N Roses’ ♫ “Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door” plays ]
[ ⬇ Go to Full Lyrics ] or [ ♪ Tap square below to play ♪ ]

[ Dembe’s hospital room ]
[ Cooper appears at the door ]
Dembe: Harold?
Cooper: I’m sorry for the late visit. It’s been a long and crazy day.
Dembe: It’s okay. Come in. I’m sure if you’re here it’s because you have news.
Cooper: I just spent the last few hours in a classified meeting at Main Justice. The Attorney General’s decided not to file charges against you for warning Reddington about the raid at the airfield.
Dembe: But?
Cooper: But you’ve been relieved of duty. You’re no longer an active agent with the Bureau.

♪ I can’t use it anymore– ♪

Cooper: I’m sorry, I tried.

♪ It’s getting dark Too dark to see– ♪

Dembe: It’s okay, Harold. Really, it is.
Cooper: No. It’s not.
Dembe: I’m telling you it is. Sitting here – all I’ve had is time to think. And I think – it’s time for me to get out from in front of or behind guns.

♪ Knock, knock Knockin’ on heaven’s door ♪
♪ Whoa, oh ♪
♪ Knock, knock Knockin’ on heaven’s door– ♪

[ Red walks into Angela’s kitchen ]
Angela: It’s early.
Red: Men will be coming. They always come. And before they come, I always go.
Angela: Where?
Red: For a walk out back. Over the hill.
Angela: Take some water.
[ Angela gives Red a bottle of water ]
Red: Gracias.
Angela: De nada.

♪ Mama, put my guns In the ground ♪
♪ I can’t shoot them anymore ♪
♪ That cold black cloud Is comin’ around– ♪

Cooper: It’s hard to believe this is how it ends. I mean, I always knew the Task Force would end one day, that my career would end one day – but all of this?
Dembe: After I was shot, lying there on the street – I thought I was dying. And in that moment, I was okay with that being the end. With all the things going through my mind – I also thought of Raymond. More than anyone I’ve ever known, he’s always been at peace with death. He says death is inevitable. It will come for us all. And that inevitability robs death entirely of its significance. What matters are the things that are not inevitable. The things we create. The things we find. The left we take when everything in our life is leading us right. How we live. I’ve always loved him for that. For his remarkable refusal to “go quietly into that good night.”
Cooper: The poem – by Dylan Thomas. “Rage, rage Against the dying of the light.”
[ Red walks through a field of waving grasses; grey clouds veil the mountains ]
Dembe: Yes. Imagine. Raymond, a man surrounded by death in so many ways, so passionately committed to embracing life. He could have surrendered a thousand times over. But instead, he chooses to rage.

To rage against the dying of the light.
To rage against the bad guys that would do us all harm.
Rage to protect those people he loves.
[ Red finds a wooden bench. He sits and drinks some water, looking at the mountains and the clouds ]
Dembe: To find moments of peace and joy – and fun [ laughs ] – even though he knows the light is still dying. To live a most passionate life, knowing it will still lead to the same inevitable end – is perhaps the most deeply moving choice one can make.

♪ Feels like I’m ♪
♪ Knock, knock Knockin’ on heaven’s door– ♪

Dembe: It is the lesson at the very core of my time with him. [ Tearfully ] You never imagined this is how it would end. But our time with him, our time together, was never about how it ended. [ Emotionally ] It was about the adventure, about life, about Raymond constantly reminding us, showing us, imploring us – to rage.

♪ –on heaven’s door ♪

Dembe: [ Quietly ] To rage.

[ Gentle music playing ] [ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Ressler comes to the fresh market that Red visited earlier. He shows the photos of Red to the various vendors, hoping some speak English ]
Ressler: Excuse me. I was wondering if you could help me. I’m looking for this man. No? Thank you.
[ Red comes to a barrier of rock, piled about a meter high. He leaves the empty water bottle in a crevice of the wall ]
[ Ressler continues the search at the market ]
Ressler: Excuse me. Um, have you seen this man? You don’t speak English.
[ He goes from vendor to vendor ]
Ressler: Uh, this– this man here? Thank you. ⋘⋙ Excuse me. This man. English? He speaks English. This man.
Vendor: Um, policia?
Ressler: Uh, yes, yes. F-From America. Los Estados Unidos.
Vendor: Ah, America. No. No, lo siento.
Ressler: Thank you.
[ Red climbs over the wall of piled rocks ]
Ressler: Excuse me.
[ Ressler shows the photos to Ernesto ]
Ernesto: Si, si, si, si.
Ressler: You know him?
Ernesto: Si.
Ressler: That’s great. Thank you. Thank you. Uh, where? Wh-Where was he?
Ernesto: [ Speaking Spanish ]
Ressler: [ In English ] I don’t understand. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I don’t understand –
Carolina: Sorry. My father doesn’t speak much English.
Ressler: Um, he– he said he saw this man here.
Carolina: Um, yes. Yes, the- the day before yesterday.
Ressler: Okay. This man’s name is Raymond Reddington. He’s a fugitive. A criminal. The police are looking for him.
Carolina: He’s a criminal? He bought two watermelons. And we bring them to where he was staying at the Villa Lobo.
Ressler: The Villa Lobo? No. I was there yesterday. I spoke with a woman. He wasn’t there.
Carolina: Oh, you mean the main house? But, no, we didn’t bring them to the main house.
Ressler: You didn’t?
Carolina: No. The man you’re looking for is staying in the small house. The one that is for the staff, on the property behind the house.
Ressler: Graci– Gracias.
[ Ressler rushes off ]

[ The Villa Lobo ]
[ Ressler⚡️pounds⚡️on door, rings doorbell✨]
[ Doorbell ringing ✨✨✨]
[ Gentle music plays ]
[ Angela comes to the door and opens it. Ressler pushes past her. He goes to a window, sees the staff house. He goes out a door into the courtyard. Angela hesitates, then follows him ]
[ Pulling his gun, Ressler goes inside the house. Red isn’t there. The bull skull is there. The bed is made, Red’s clothes are neatly folded at the foot of the bed. He left his gun on a side table ]
[ Angela has followed Ressler into the small house ]
Ressler: Where is he? Reddington?
Angela: Out walking.
Ressler: Walking? Where? Where did he go?
Angela: Out!
Ressler: How long ago?
[ She doesn’t answer ]
[ Ressler takes out a phone and places a call ]
Ressler: This is Agent Ressler with the FBI. Put me in touch with Inspector Alvarez right away.

[ Red walks through the low brush on the far side of the rock wall ]
[ Animal grunting ]
[ Red spins around. There stands a large black bull ]
[ Red stares at the bull. After some moments, he turns to face the bull squarely ]
[ Bull snorts💨 ] [ The bull steps forward, shortening the distance between them to roughly 30 meters ]
[ Red takes a step forward, staring directly at the bull ]
[ Pensive music plays ]
[ Bull grunts, drool and mucus stringing from his snout ] [ Snοrting💨 ]
[ The bull makes a threatening few steps toward Red, grunting ]
[ Red stares defiantly ]
[ The bull charges, his nostrils flaring, mouth foaming ]
[ Red does not look away; the galloping sound grows louder ]
[ Gipsy Kings’ ♫ “A Mi Manera” plays ]
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[ Ressler is in a helicopter flown by a pilot from the National Police. Ressler surveys the countryside. Below are yellow fields broken by brush and thicker sections of forest; in the distance, sloping hills with yellow crags fading into hazy blue mountains ]
[ Suddenly, Ressler spots something ]
Ressler: What’s that? Bring it down here.
[ The helicopter lands. Ressler jumps out and runs until he comes upon Red’s bruised, bloody and contorted body lying in a small hollow. One shoe and his hat are yards away. There is a gash on his forehead. The bull now stands at a safe distance away near some trees ]
[ Ressler doesn’t pause, but immediately makes a call on his cell phone ]
Ressler: Harold, I’ve got him! I’ve got him.
[ Ressler retrieves the crumpled straw hat and uses it to cover Red’s face ]
[ ♪ The music ends ♤ ]

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♫ Stay Alive
By José González

[Verse 1]
♪ There’s a rhythm in rush these days
Where the lights don’t move and the colors don’t fade
Leaves you empty with nothing but dreams
In a world gone shallow, in a world gone lean

[Verse 2]
♪ Sometimes there’s things a man cannot know
Gears won’t turn and the leaves won’t grow
There’s no place to run and no gasoline
Engine won’t turn and the train won’t leave
Engines won’t turn and the train won’t leave

♪ I will stay with you tonight
Hold you close ’til the morning light
In the morning watch a new day rise
We’ll do whatever just to stay alive
We’ll do whatever just to stay alive

[Verse 3]
♪ Well, the way I feel is the way I write
Nothing like the thoughts of the man who lies
There is a truth and it’s on our side
Dawn is coming, open your eyes
Look into the sun as the new days rise

♪ And I will wait for you tonight
You’re here forever and you’re by my side
I’ve been waiting all my life
To feel your heart as it’s keeping time
We’ll do whatever just to stay alive

♪ Dawn is coming, open your eyes
Dawn is coming, open your eyes
Dawn is coming, open your eyes
Dawn is coming, open your eyes
Look into the sun as the new days rise

♪ There’s a rhythm in rush these days
Where the lights don’t move and the colors don’t fade
Leaves you empty with nothing but dreams
In a world gone shallow, in a world gone lean
There is a truth and it’s on our side
Dawn is coming
Open your eyes
Look into the sun as a new days rise

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♫ Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door
By Guns ‘N Roses (orig by Bob Dylan)

♪ Ooh, ooh

♪ Mama, take this badge from me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark to see
Feels like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door

♪ Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, hey, hey, hey hey yeah
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, ooh
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, ooh-oh yeah
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, ayy hey yeah
Ooh-oh yeah, oh yeah, aw

♪ Mama, put my guns in the ground (Ooh)
I can’t shoot them anymore (Ooh)
That cold black cloud is comin’ down (Ooh)
Feels like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door (Ooh)

♪ Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, hey, hey, hey hey yeah
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, ooh yeah
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, ayy hey yeah

♪ You just better start sniffing your own rank subjugation, Jack
Because it’s just you against your tattered libido
The bank and the mortician, forever, man
And it wouldn’t be luck if you could get out of life alive

♪ Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, hey, hey, hey hey yeah
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, ooh yeah
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, ooh, no, no, no, whoa
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, no, no, no, whoa, no
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, ooh yeah
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock-knock-knockin’ on heaven’s door, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, yeah, oh

🎹 Return to where this song occurs in script above
Lyrics and Credits: https://tinyurl.com/4hrafymw
YouTube: https://youtu.be/EQOAXyg4ItM



♫ A Mi Manera (My Way)
By Gipsy Kings (orig sung by Frank Sinatra)

♪ Yo sé, que no vendrás
Por eso ya
Tanto la olvido
Dejar un nuevo amor
Tanto mejor
Ay como el mío
Dejar y la vive
Ay! de este mundo, de tristeza
Dejar y la vive
A mi manera

♪ Yo quiero ser
Ay! nada más
Y recordar
Un nuevo amor
Tanto mejor
Quisiera olvidar
Ay! todo lo mejor
Quisiera vivir
Ay nada más
O si my way

♪ Yo sé, que no vendrás
Por eso ya
Tanto la miro
Dejar un nuevo amor
Tanto mejor
Ay como el mío
Dejar y la vive
Ay! de este mundo, de tristeza
Dejar y la vive
A mi manera

♪ Yo quiero ser
Ay! nada más
Y recordar
Un nuevo amor
Tanto mejor
Quisiera olvidar
Ay! todo lo mejor
Quisiera vivir
Ay nada más
O si my way

♪ Lo lai lo lei
Lo lai lo lai
Lo lai lo lei
Lo lai lo lai
Lo lai lo lei
Lo lai lo lai
O si my way

♪ Lo lai lo lei
Lo lai lo lai
Lo lai lo lei
Lo lai lo lai
Lo lai lo lei
Lo lai lo lai
O si my way

🎹 Return to where this song occurs in script above
Lyrics and Credits: https://tinyurl.com/2rr4cdba
English Lyrics: https://tinyurl.com/4kxjujh2
YouTube: https://youtu.be/eSCXpWhtcPU



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