🔴 Season 5 Storybook: Episodes 1-8 of 22

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🔴 Episode 5:1 Smokey Putnam: 🎯 EW recap ¤ 🌅 Photo Gallery ¤ 📚❣STORYBOOK ¤ 📒 Script

🔴 Episode 5:2 Greyson Blaise 🎯 EW recap ¤ 🌅 Photo Gallery ¤ 📚❣STORYBOOK ¤ 📒 Script

🔴 Episode 5:3 Miss Rebecca Thrall 🎯 EW recap ¤ 🌅 Photo Gallery ¤ 📚 ❣STORYBOOK ¤ 📒 Script

🔴 Episode 5:4 The Endling 🎯 EW recap ¤ 🌅 Photo Gallery ¤ 📚 ❣STORYBOOK ¤ 📒 Script

🔴 Episode 5:5 Ilyas Surkov 🎯 EW recap ¤ 🌅 Photo Gallery ¤ 📚 ❣STORYBOOK ¤ 📒 Script

🔴 Episode 5:6 The Travel Agency 🎯 EW recap ¤ 🌅 Photo Gallery ¤ 📚 ❣STORYBOOK ¤ 📒 Script

🔴 Episode 5:7 The Kilgannon Corp 🎯 EW recap ¤ 🌅 Photo Gallery ¤ 📚❣STORYBOOK ¤ 📒 Script

🔴 Episode 5:8 Ian Garvey 🎯 EW recap ¤ 🌅 Photo Gallery ¤ 📚❣STORYBOOK ¤ 📒 Script

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⭕ Next Episode 5:9 Winter Premiere (TBA)

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Brief: Tom Keen is dead – of blood loss after being stabbed multiple times by Blacklister Ian Garvey, who took possession of the mysterious suitcase full of bones in the belief that they would give him power over Red. Tom took the suitcase from Garvey long enough to read the DNA results report (that Garvey had somehow acquired from the DNA database CODIS). Tom intended to share the identity of the bones with Liz when Garvey and his henchman jumped the couple in their home. Red intervened in time to save Liz’s life but Tom died in the hospital. Liz suffered a severe concussion and when she awoke, Red had to inform her not only of Tom’s death but that she has been a coma for ten months.


Last Scene 5:8 Ian Garvey

⋙ The next episode of The Blacklist airs on Wednesday, January 3, 7pm Central/Chicago Time

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🔴 5:8 Ian Garvey

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Blurb: Tom has been taken hostage by a sinister man (Ian Garvey) and has promised to lead him to Red to save his own life, after Garvey ruthlessly killed both Lena Mercer and Pete McGee when they proved useless to him in helping him get to Red. Garvey now has the mysterious suitcase full of bones. Crespin, the man who was following Lena (who it turns out was working for Red all along), has reported this news to Red – to Red’s genuine alarm. Liz still knows not a thing about the existence of the suitcase left for her by Mr Kaplan to reveal a dark secret of Red’s, or of the fact that it had anything to do with Nik’s death – not to mention anything of the game of cat-and-mouse Tom and Red have been playing as Tom has tried to determine the identity of the skeleton the suitcase contains, which Red has warned Tom must remain forever a secret.

[ Liz steps off the elevator at the Post Office ]
Liz: [ On phone ] I’m sure you’re fine and I’m overreacting … but something is wrong. And something– …
Cooper: What is it? …
Liz: Tom. He’s missing.

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[ Tom is still bound at the barn where he is being held. The bodies of Lena Mercer and Pete McGee are next to him. He crawls over to Lena and sees a chain with a thin metal pendant she is wearing. He reaches to remove the pendant ]
Tom: I’m sorry.
[ Tom closes Lena’s eyes ]
[ Ian Garvey enters ]
Tom: She didn’t even know anything. Neither did he.
Garvey: He had the bones. She was looking for them. They knew enough. The question is, what you know. Reddington sent you after the suitcase. Did he tell you why?
Tom: He didn’t tell me anything.
Garvey: No, I don’t think he did. The last thing he’d want is for you to ID these bones. But you couldn’t resist, could you, Tom? So you and your friends ran a DNA search through CODIS. Thank you for that, by the way. Curiosity killed these cats, but for me, it’s a gift that’s gonna keep on giving. Whatever you imagine the answer might be, it’s better than that. Reddington’s power is legendary. With this, I control that power. You’re going to set up a meeting between us so I can tell him the good news. But in case you’ve had a change of heart–
[ Switch snaps, machine whirs ]
[ Men load Lena’s body into a chute. It is emulsified, gore splashing against against a vinyl screen and splattering onto Tom ] …
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Red: Yes?
Tom: It’s me. I did what you hired me to do. I got the package.
Red: Any problems?
Tom: Nope. Piece of cake.
Red: Where are you now?
Tom: Motel in Stone Ridge, 546 Roscoe Lane, Room 16.
Red: I can be there in half-an-hour.
Garvey: You three with me. The rest, deal with him.
[ Bobby Navarro, Garvey’s leas henchman, holds up a large yellow envelope ]
Navarro: Hey, what about this?
Garvey: That stays. The last thing I want is that thing anywhere near Reddington.
[ Navarro puts the envelope inside the suitcase with the bones ]
Tom: I did what you asked, now let me go.
[ Garvey slugs⚡️Tom, knocking him off his chair ] …
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Samar: We issued a BOLO. Sent a message to every field office.
Liz: I’m sorry to put you guys through this. I’m sure I’m overreacting.
Samar: Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you sure you know everything Tom is up to?
Liz: I thought I did. I don’t know.
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[ Cellphone beeps ] [ Cellphone ringing ]
Liz: Reddington, anything?
Red: I just spoke to you 20 minutes ago.
Liz: You said you had a lead. …
Red: Elizabeth, I’m doing what I can. I’m sure Harold is, as well.
Liz: I know. I’m trying to convince myself everything’s fine, but I’m doing a terrible job.
Red: Tom is capable of getting himself both into and out of trouble. If he’s in harm’s way, I am quite certain he’s put in motion an escape plan, about which the people holding him are completely unaware.
[ Tom relocates the small metal pendant among the gore ]
Liz: But who would be holding him and why? Did he take a job he didn’t tell me about?
Red: It appears so. I’m sorry. I know that’s not the answer you want to hear. …
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Ressler: Got a hit on Tom’s car. Impound lot towed it in last night.
Liz: Towed from where?
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[ The Red Birch Motel ]
Ressler: Agents Ressler and Keen, FBI.
Liz: [ Shows Tom’s photo ] We have reason to believe this man was here last night. Have you seen him?
Clerk: Can’t say. … I mind my own business.
Liz: Room 11. Can we get the key?
Clerk: Sure. Soon as you get a warrant.
Liz: You know what? Forget the key.
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[ Ressler kicks in⚡️the door of Room 11. There are signs of violence – blood on a pillow, a cracked mirror also bloody ]
Ressler: We don’t know Tom was here.
Liz: His car was parked outside!
Ressler: All right, he came to the motel.
Liz: In front of this room!
Ressler: Maybe this was the only space, Liz.
Liz: [ Dialing ] I’ve called Tom so many times, his mailbox is full. It’s pointless. But hearing his voice is the only thing that calms me down.
Ressler: I’m gonna call CSI. If Tom was here, they’ll know.
[ Cellphone ringing ] [ Under a pile of covers, they find a phone indicating calls from “Liz.” Tom’s phone ]
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[ Tom saws at his plastic wrist binding with the pendant from Lena’s necklace ]
Tom: Hey, mind if I sit?
Navarro: Knock yourself out.
Tom: Yeah, well, can I get a hand?
Navarro: [ Laughs ] Gosh, anything else I can do for you?
Tom: Yeah, you could give me your gun.
Navarro: [ Laughs ] Looks like we’ve got ourselves a comedian.
[ Navarro reaches down to help Tom to his feet. Tom has cut his bindings free. He grabs the chair and smashes it over Navarro’s head, then takes his gun ]
[ 💥💥💥 Gunfight 💥💥💥 ] [ Several goons fall ]
Tom: Not that funny, is it?
[ Tom runs out ]
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[ Cellphone rings ]
Garvey: What?
Navarro: He got away.
Garvey: The suitcase?
[ Navarro looks. The suitcase is gone – Tom has it ]
Garvey: You need to get it back.
Navarro: What about Reddington?
Garvey: Reddington’s not coming. He was never coming.
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[ Tom runs through the forest with two goons following, exchanging 💥💥💥 Gunshots 💥💥💥 ] [ Tom comes upon a highway. A Mercedes appears, slows. Tom aims his gun at it ]
[ Tires screech ] [ Red throws open the door. Tom freezes ]
Ressler: Get in! Tom!
[ GUNSHOT 💥Tom is hit, he falls down ]
Red: Ah, hell.
[ Tom gets up and gets in the car ]
[ Tires squeal, engine revs ]
[ 💥💥 Gunshots 💥💥 ~ The goons shoot at the car ]
Red: I warned you about this damn suitcase. Now look at you.

[ Red’s car has pulled over in a wooded area. Dembe is working under the hood ]
Dembe: They hit the radiator and oil pan.
Red: They’ll be here soon.
Tom: Who will? Who are they?
Red: I was hoping you could tell us.
Tom: Nik had a friend, took DNA off the bones, ran a match, and got killed for his trouble, so did Nik.
Red: And Lena?
Tom: How do you know about her?
[ Red is using his tie to hold in place a compress for the wound in Tom’s shoulder. He tightens it ]
Tom: Aah!
Red: We have to move. I warned you and your friends.
Tom: My friends. The guy who threatened Lena, told her to stop looking – he worked for you.
Red: You need to keep that compressed.
[ Red takes the suitcase out of the car ]
Dembe: Which way?
Red: Away from the road. West. Can you walk?
Tom: Guess we’ll find out. [ Groans ]

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Ressler: According to this manager, Room 11 was rented to a Steven Smith. But the license he used was a fake, and he paid cash for the room.
Aram: [ Walking over ] I don’t know where Tom went after the motel, but I do know where he was before he went there. A gas station on Highway 211, east of Warrenton.
Liz: How do you know that?
Aram: I hacked the navigation system on his car. Uh, so, now it may be a coincidence, but based on the time log, it looks as if he was there at the same time the station was being vandalized. …
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[ Tom, Dembe and Red make their way through the woods ]
Tom: Ah, maybe you were right. If I’d left well enough alone, none of this would’ve happened.
Red: Please spare me your regret.
Tom: Ah. I only did it, because you lied.
[ They see a large ranch house ]
Red: We need water, first aid.
Dembe: Stay here. I’ll see if it’s safe.
Red: Come on.
[ Tom sits on the ground, Red on the suitcase ]
Red: [ Tapping suitcase ] This is a secret, not a lie.
Tom: A secret you’ve been keeping from Liz, like you always do. Like you have from the very beginning.

Bill McCready (“The Major”): The assignment’s deep cover. No timeline, no price tag. This may seem like a cake walk, but it’s the kind of assignment that makes me nervous. Our contractor has deep pockets. Demands the best, insists on anonymity.
[ Tom looks at the portfolio on Liz ]
Tom: She’s cute.
McCready: That’s one more thing he insists on. Your job’s to be the friend of a friend, get to know this Milhoan, not to get involved with her. Just be a friend of a friend. You get that?

Red: You couldn’t leave well enough alone. Not then, not now.
Tom: You hired me to spy on Liz.
Red: I hired you to protect her.
[ Dembe returns ]
Dembe: No one is home.
Red: We go in, get fixed up, and get out. They can’t be far behind.

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[ Garvey and goons have found the abandoned Mercedes ]
Garvey: They wouldn’t backtrack towards the compound. The highway runs north and south, too risky. Notify the others. They’re headed west.
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[ The gas station near Warrenton ]
Officer: Between 4:30 and 5:00, a man and a woman entered the store. The woman distracted the clerk while her accomplice went into the back room unnoticed.
Liz: Have you identified either suspect?
Officer: Got a surveillance shot of the woman, ID’d as Lena Mercer. …
Liz: And her accomplice?
Officer: Caucasian, 30s. …
Ressler: You said he went in the back. Why?
Officer: Employee on duty says he was looking at surveillance tapes.
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[ Back room of the gas station ]
Ressler: Police report said Tom pulled surveillance off two cameras. Station manager’s best guess is he was looking at this.
Liz: Okay. And the other camera? There. Stop the tape. Can you zoom in on that car? What is that, a hotel key?
Ressler: The Red Birch.
Liz: That must be Steve Smith.
Ressler: Tom and this Lena, clearly they came here looking for this guy. They see the room key, and go to the motel where there’s a fight, and the three of them are now in the wind. They’re on the run. But why? …
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[ The ranch house in the woods ]
[ Tom rinses his shoulder in the kitchen sink ]
[ Dembe flips back the tarp covering a ‘70s-ish model sedan in the garage. He gets inside ] [ Engine turns, sputters ]
[ Red searches for things to assist in First Aid – a bottle of spirits, sewing items ]
[ Tom eyes the suitcase on the floor sitting next to Red’s black duffel ]
Red: Your curiosity is understandable. A mysterious suitcase bequeathed to you by a dying woman who insists that Elizabeth must be apprised of its contents. But what if instead of happiness or closure, giving it to her has the opposite effect?
Tom: It won’t.
Red: How can you be so sure?
Tom: Because you don’t want her to know about it.
[ Red pours the spirits over the gunshot wound in Tom’s shoulder ]
TOM: [ Inhales sharply, groans lightly ]
[ Red begins suturing Tom’s wound ]
Red: You’ve always seen my relationship with Elizabeth as a zero-sum game. You think what’s good for me is bad for her and what’s good for her is bad for me.
Tom: Only when it comes to things she cares about.
Red: Like you?
Tom: Ah, you made it clear from the beginning how you felt about me.

McCready: The contractor is livid. You weren’t supposed to get involved with the mark.
Tom: Her name is Elizabeth.
McCready: I don’t care if she’s Queen Elizabeth and screwing her made you king. Get out. He will kill you if you don’t.

Red: You’ll need clothes.
Tom: Ah, admit it, ­you’re kind of enjoying this.
Red: It would’ve been so much easier if the bullet had hit you just another foot to the northeast. [ Taps Tom’s head ]

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[ Dembe is working under the hood of the car. He hears distant footsteps, draws his firearm. Red, too, has heard something, looks out the front door then closes it and moves away ]
Red: We stayed too long.
[ Tom is in the kitchen, putting his shirt into the duffel. Red points at the duffel ]
Red: Put it back.
Tom: You can trust me.
Red: No, I can’t. I hired you to do a job. The rules were explicit and you violated them.
[ Both are monitoring the arrival of the Garvey’s goons in the sprawling yard ]
Tom: Let it go already.
Red: You’re unreliable.
Tom: Yeah, well, I fell in love.
Red: That’s no excuse.
Tom: I wasn’t making one.
Red: Shh. [ Red ducks ] If we’re not surrounded, we will be soon.
[ Red grabs the suitcase and walks out of the room ]
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Aram: We got a match on the VIN number from Mr. Smith’s car. His real name is Peter Alan McGee, resident of Largo, Maryland. … [H]e’s wanted for questioning in the murder of one – Nik Korpal.
Liz: Wanted why?
Aram: Well, according to police records, McGee received a call from Nik on the night of his death, just two hours before his body was found.
Ressler: And he’s been MIA ever since.
Liz: That’s was Tom was up to. He was trying to find out who killed Nik. …
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[ Ian Garvey’s man kicks open the door of the house ]
Garvey: Check the property! They’re here.
[ In the attic, Tom lifts a ventilator shaft so he and Red can watch the goons below ]
[ Garage door opens ] [ A man enters and searches, but fails to see Dembe hiding on the floor of the front passenger compartment ]
[ Men search the house as Tom and Red watch from above. A few drops of blood from Tom’s arm fall through the vent, startling a man below. He looks up. Red blasts💥the man through the vent ] [ Grunts ]
[ Engine starts, revs ] [ Tires squeal ] [ Dembe rams the car⚡️into the man who is searching the garage, sending him flying ]
[ Red and Tom hurry down the attic stairs. A man blindsides Red, hitting⚡️him in the temple with a rifle barrel. Red shoots💥him ]
[ Red goes outside ]
[ Tom finds a bar. He tears strips of cloth from napkins and stuffs the strips into two full bottles of liquor ]
[ The man Dembe hit with the car blasts💥out the rear window with his shotgun. Dembe puts the car in reverse, floors the gas pedal and runs him over⚡️He gets out of the car to assist Red ] [ Red puts the suitcase in the car ]
[ Garvey and one of his men run toward their vehicles ]
[ Tom runs out of the house with the two lit Molotov cocktails and tosses them into the goons’ two cars. The cars erupt in flames 🔥🔥 ]
[ Red and Dembe continue shooting 💥💥💥 against the backdrop of flaming cars. They all get in the car when Tom shows up. The car speeds away ]
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[ At a gas station ]
Tom: Well, that was fun. Oh, man. If you don’t trust me by now… This whole father-in-law hates his son-in-law thing, it’s a cliché. Could we just put a stake in it? You go first. Who’s in the suitcase?
Red: I was in the Andes when I heard you and Elizabeth were engaged. … I was unable to return until the day of your wedding. Seeing her that day–
Tom: Wait a minute. You were at our wedding?
Red: She was incandescent. I’d come out of the mountains, blinded by rage, flown 2300 miles, absolutely certain that you must die. And then – I saw Elizabeth. I’m a violent man, a terrible, powerful, violent man. But the way she looked at you, the way she loves you – I’m powerless against that.
Tom: You’re not gonna tell me who’s in the suitcase. Or are you?
Red: I’ll say this for you, you’ve always believed that you were acting in her best interest. Selling me out to Berlin, faking her death – you always thought you were helping her.
Tom: I appreciate you saying that. I should change.
Red: You make her happy.
[ Tom gets out of the car with the duffel bag ]
[ Dembe gets in ]
Red: What? You’re always telling me to make peace. I made peace.
Dembe: You’re still lying to him and to Elizabeth. Until you stop lying, there will be no peace.
[ Tom has been gone too long for Red’s comfort. He opens the suitcase. Instead of the skeleton, it contains weapons. Red and Dembe rush into the gas station and into the men’s room looking for Tom, but he has escaped through a window to the garage ]
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Aram: Hey, we got a hit. The detectives investigating McGee were just called to a site with multiple homicides. Absolutely horrific scene, but they were able to confirm one of the victims – Peter Alan McGee.
Liz: And the others?
Aram: Well, they didn’t, um, uh–
Liz: Text me when you get an address. Call me when you know more. Ressler, let’s go.
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[ The homicide scene at the barn ]
[ Pete’s body is laid out on a table. Other bodies are scattered. The bloody vinyl curtain and gory pulp everywhere are too much for Liz ]
Ressler: It’s okay, Keen. He’s okay.
Liz: Where is he?
Ressler: Look, Tom’s a big boy.
Liz: But whoever he’s mixed up is capable of this– [ Crying ]
Ressler: Keen, Keen, come here.
[ He pulls her against his shoulder ]
Liz: [ Crying ] I can’t.
Ressler: ­Shh.
Liz: Ressler, I can’t.
Ressler: It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.
Liz: [ Sobs ]
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[ Union Station in DC ] …
[ Tom sits down on a bench, opens the duffel and removes the large yellow envelope. It is labeled “DNA RESULTS.” He takes out the report and reads ]
[ Tom stuffs the report back into the duffel and goes to a pay phone ]
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[ Coins clinking ] [ Tom dials ]
[ Liz’s cellphone vibrates ]
Liz: Keen.
Tom: Liz.
Liz: Oh, my God, Tom. I’ve been worried sick about you. Please tell me you’re okay?
Tom: I’m okay.
Liz: What’s going on? Where are you?
Tom: Liz, I need to see you right now.
Liz: Tom, what’s wrong?
Tom: Listen to me, okay? I need you to do exactly what I say. Do not tell anyone that we spoke or that you even know I’m okay.
Liz: What are you talking about? I’ve got half the FBI looking for you.
Tom: I need to see you alone, all right? Have Rosa take Agnes, go to the house, and make sure that nobody follows you.
Liz: Tom, tell me what’s going on.
Tom: I figured it out, the whole thing. Why Nik was killed, all of it.
Liz: Tom, you’re scaring me.
Tom: Just go to the house. Meet me there, and when it’s safe, babe, I’m gonna explain everything. …
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[ Cellphone rings ] [ Cellphone beeps ]
Aram: Mr. Reddington?
Red: Aram, have you spoken to Elizabeth?
Aram: No. Why?
Red: I believe Tom Keen is once again entangled in some nasty business, and I worry he may be involving Elizabeth.
Aram: Might explain why she’s missing.
Red: What do you mean, “missing”?
Aram: She was with Agent Ressler at a crime scene following up on a lead, looking for Tom when she she just vanished.
Red: Have you tried to reach her?
Aram: Yes. She’s not picking up. Her cell is going straight to voicemail. Um, in fact, I think she may have shut off the GPS signal in her phone, because when I tried to track her, it’s gone.
Red: Do you have any other way of contacting her?
Aram: We’re looking. When I couldn’t get a trace, I pulled the call log from her service provider. It appears that the last call she received was just under 12 minutes ago from a pay phone at Union Station. …
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[ Union Station. Tom walks by a guy about his height and build, making off with his wheeled travel bag ] [ In the men’s room, Tom changes clothes ]

Over PA: Tom Keen, please pick up a red courtesy. Mr. Tom Keen, please pick up a red courtesy phone.

[ Tom picks up a courtesy phone ]
Red: This is a horrible mistake. Whatever you’re doing, whatever it is you think you’re going to tell Elizabeth, this is a mistake. Walk away from this, Tom.
Tom: You know I can’t do that.
Red: And why is that?
Tom: Because I know the truth. I know everything. And now Liz is gonna know, too.

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[ Liz arrives at the house ]
Liz: Tom! Oh, my God! ­I have no idea what’s going– [ Gasps ]
[ Tom is tied to a chair, beaten, duct tape over his mouth. Liz draws her gun but two men behind her have theirs drawn ]
Garvey: You must be the wife. What’s your name, darling?
[ Liz punches⚡️him. The two men grab her ]
Garvey: Get her in a chair!
Liz: No! No!
[ Liz fights and punches ⚡️]
Garvey: [ To Liz ] You sure are a little spitfire, aren’t you?
[ Navarro comes out with the duffel bag with the bones and DNA results inside ]
Navarro: Found it! In the kid’s room. It’s all here.
[ Garvey opens a large switchblade ]
Liz: No, please! What do you want? Please!
Garvey: [ To Tom ] I like to think I’m the kind of man who’d politely ask you to stop this, to let this end here, but I can tell you’re the kind of guy who won’t get the message and stop. So we’re gonna need to make sure you stop. So– [ To Liz ] Sorry about this.
[ Garvey stabs 🔪Tom in the stomach while two men restrain Liz ]
Liz: No! No!
[ Garvey stabs 🔪again ]
Tom: [ Grunts ]
Liz: No!! No!!
Tom: [ Groans ]
[ Liz tries to break free. Someone hits ⚡️her hard on the side of the head. She is stunned, loses her balance. Liz’s head⚡️cracks against the hard floor ]

Dembe: What makes you think they’re at the house?
Red: He’s in trouble, he’s desperate. But he won’t leave without Elizabeth and Agnes.
Dembe: You haven’t asked my opinion.
Red: No, I haven’t.
Dembe: Why can’t you be honest with her?
Red: I don’t know. I don’t know. …

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Garvey: I’m gonna ask you one more time, Tom. I need you to call Reddington for me. Tom? Can you hear me, Tom? Tom, I said I need you to call Reddington for me.
Tom: [ Coughing ] [ Weakly ] I don’t think I’m gonna do that.
Garvey: So we’re gonna go at it again with the blade? Okay.
[ He stabs 🔪Tom again ]
Tom: Aah. [ Groans ] [ Coughing ]
Garvey: We got what we came for. Finish ’em off. Clean up the bodies.
[ Navarro grabs the duffel with the bones and DNA report. He and Garvey leave ]
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[ One of the goons starts the phonograph player and puts on a platter, then dances (not too well) ] [ All slow motion ]
[ Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young’s ♪ “Southern Cross” plays ]

♪ Ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ Got out of town on a boat goin’ to Southern islands

[ Liz watches through a haze, powerless to act or intervene or even speak ]

♪ Sailing a reach before a followin’ sea
She was makin’ for the trades on the outside
And the downhill run to Papeete …

[ A man unrolls plastic sheeting while another checks the refrigerator and cabinets ]

♪ And you know it will …

[ Gun cocks ] [ A goon points his gun at Liz’s head. Liz’s mouth opens but she cannot scream. Another goon wards off the man with the gun ]

♪ When you see the Southern Cross for the first time
You understand now why you came this way
‘Cause the truth you might be runnin’ from is so small

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[ Tom is able to retrieve the knife Garvey used from the coffee table ]

♪ But it’s as big as the promise, the promise of a comin’ day

♪ So I’m sailing for tomorrow my dreams are a dyin’
And my love is an anchor tied to you tied with a silver chain

[ A man straddles Liz and starts to cover her face with plastic ]

♪ I have my ship and all her flags are a’ flyin’
She is all that I have left and music is her name

[ Tom has freed himself from his bindings. He throws the knife 🔪at one man hitting him in the arm, tackles both him and the man over Liz and gets a gun from one which he uses to shoot 💥 the man by the refrigerator ]

♪ Think about
Think about how many times I have fallen
Spirits are using me larger voices callin’
What Heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten


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[ Liz manages to get up on one elbow. A large pool of blood has formed where her head hit the floor ] [ Tom savagely pounds on one of the men who is down ]

♪ (I’ve been around the world) I have been around the world
(Lookin’) Lookin’ for that woman girl

[ Brawling continues ]

♪ Who knows love can endure
And you know it will, and you know it will yes

♪ … We got eighty feet of the waterline nicely making way

[ One goon gets a choke hold on Tom ] [ Tom and Liz make eye contact ]

♪ In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you
But on a midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away

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[ Red and Dembe arrive. Red blasts 💥💥💥💥 the last of Garvey’s men ]

♪ Think about
Think about how many times I have fallen

[ Red goes over to Tom, aims his gun directly at his face. Tom holds up his hand:💥 – Red shoots the man a few feet away from Tom who is attempting to rise ]

♪ Spirits are using me larger voices callin’

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[ Red turns to Liz. He kneels beside her, cradles her face ]

♪ What Heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten

Dembe: He’s lost a lot of blood.
Red: Call Harold. Tell him we’re going to the hospital.
Demb: Raymond, they’re not going to make it.
Red: Call him.

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[ Disturbed’s rendition of ♫ “Sound of Silence” plays ]
[ ♪ Tap square below twice to play ♪ (this song starts slowly)]

[ Dembe carries Tom over his shoulder and Red supports Liz ] [ Dembe and Red get Tom and Liz into the car. It heads out ]

♪ Hello, darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping

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[ Ressler and Samar in vehicle ]
Samar: [ Urgently ] SOD, this is Agent Samar Navabi. We have an agent down. We’re requesting emergency escort. Roads blocked from Sixth and Florida to DC General. This is a life and death situation.
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♪ And the vision
That was planted in my brain
Still remains …

[ Red has his arm loosely around Liz, but her face is turned toward Tom ]
Tom: [ Breathing shallowly ] [ Weakly ] Hey. You are so beautiful. You’re the most beautiful.

♪ In restless dreams I walked alone

Tom: Liz?

♪ Narrow streets of cobblestone

Tom: My Liz.
[ Red tenses ]
[ Sirens wailing ]

♪ ‘Neath the halo of a street lamp

Liz: [ Weakly ] Tom?
Tom: Liz.
Liz: Promise me.

♪ I turned my collar
To the cold and damp

Liz: Promise [ Stammers ] tell Agnes about me.

♪ When my eyes were stabbed

Tom: I don’t have to. Look at me.

♪ By the flash of a neon light

[ Lights of the police escort flash ]
Tom: Liz, stay with me, babe, please.

♪ That split the night

Tom: Please. Lizzy, please.

♪ And touched the sound

Tom: Please. Babe, please.

♪ Of silence

Red: How long?
Dembe: Two minutes, maybe less.

♪ ‘Neath the halo of a street lamp

Tom: You hear that? We’re almost here.

♪ I turned my collar
To the cold and damp

Tom: Hey? Hey? You’re gonna make it.

♪ When my eyes were stabbed

Tom: Liz?

♪ By the flash of a neon light

Tom: Please, you have to make it.

♪ That split the night
And touched the sound

Tom: I can’t live without you.

♪ Of silence

Tom: Liz? Please, God, stay.

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[ Hospital Emergency Room entrance ]
[ Under bright lights, hospital personnel wheel Liz and Tom through the hospital corridors ]

[ Louder ]
♪ And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening

[ Liz and Tom are on adjacent tables ] [ Ressler and Samar watch from behind an observation window ]

♪ People writing songs
That voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound

— Endoscope? ET Tube.

♪ Of silence

— Let’s get her to CAT scan, stat. I want to rule out subdural.

♪ Fools, said I, you do not know

— Stay with me. Can you hear me?
— BP 60 palp.
— I’m gonna tap his belly, stat.

♪ Silence like a cancer grows

— Where the hell is the neurosurgeon? If we don’t open up her skull in the next 10 minutes, she dies.
— They’re pulling him out of the OR.
— Four minutes.
— He’s in V-Fib.

♪ Hear my words …

Chief resident: Charging! Clear!
[⚡️⚡️Tom’s chest lurches off the table ]

♪ Take my arms that I might reach you

— Amp of Epi.

♪ But my words
Like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells
Of silence

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[ Red and Dembe wait outside a back entrance to the ER. Aram and lastly Cooper enter. Cooper notices Red in the car, pauses, and looks at him quizzically before entering ]
[ Aram and Cooper join Samar and Ressler ]

[ Louder, Angrily: ]
♪ And the people bowed and prayed


♪ To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning

[ Paddles charging ]
[⚡️⚡️Tom’s chest lurches again ]

♪ In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, ‘the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls’

[ In Red’s car outside, Dembe reaches for Red’s hand and clasps it ]
[ In the ER, the neurosurgeon’s drill spins as he begins the emergency craniotomy on Liz ]

[ More quietly: ]
♪ And whispered In the sound
Of silence


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[ Red is sitting at Liz’s side as she lies unconscious in bed at home. She is hooked up to a ventilator. He reads aloud from the poem “Invictus” by William Ernest Hensley ]

Red:: … I thank whatever gods may be
    For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
    I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
     My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
    Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
    Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
     How charged with punishments the scroll,
[ Voice wavering: ] I am the master of my fate,
    I am the captain of my soul.

[ Monitor beeping ]
[ Liz opens her eyes. She becomes aware of her surroundings. Her hand falls lightly on Red’s shoulder, startling him ]
Red: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Elizabeth. [ Sighs ] [ Exhales deeply ] [ He kisses her hand, holds it tightly to his cheek ]
Red: Agnes will be so excited.
[ Liz cannot speak due to the ventilator. She gestures for a pen and paper ]
Red: What? Oh, yes. Of course.
[ Liz writes, slowly and carefully: “How long” ]
Red: Elizabeth. It’s been nearly a year. Ten months.
[ Liz writes: “Tom?” ] [ Red struggles to speak ]

[ In the morgue, Cooper stands as the white sheet is pulled back from Tom’s face ]
[ Someone attaches a tag to Tom’s toe ]

Red: [ After a long pause ] Tom is dead.
[ Liz is devastated – ]
Liz: [ Whimpers ] [ Exhales sharply ] [ Sobbing ]
[ Red holds Liz’s hand to his cheek and gently strokes her forehead with his thumb ]

[ Tom’s body slides into the morgue’s refrigeration unit ] [ Blackout ]


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Blurb: Red has confronted Tom about the suitcase full of bones left for Liz by Mr Kaplan. Tom has denied any knowledge, even as he works with Pete McGee’s former girlfriend Lena to locate Pete in the belief Pete killed Nik Korpal and has the suitcase. Tom has researched Pete’s shady past and has evidence that Pete has stolen Lena’s identity and is getting credit cards in her name. Lena has obtained a copy of Pete’s computer files from his office, which may contain information on the identity of the bones. Liz and Tom have finally gone to the courthouse and are, at last, remarried.

[ A couple and their two children are at the beach ]
[ The daughter finds a sand dollar, then sees a body washed up on the beach. She looks out. There are bodies floating, plus a few survivors swimming or struggling ashore ] …
Girl: Mom? Mom!
Mother: Michael! Come on. Come on.
Father: Yeah, I see them. Come on. Brax, Poppy, go to your mother! …
[ The father begins to help survivors ashore ]

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[ Cellphone vibrating ]
Tom: If you answer your phone we are getting a divorce.
Liz: I have to meet Reddington in 30 minutes.
Tom: No! No, you don’t! Just tell him you’re on your honeymoon. Tell him that your second husband insists you take one day off.
Liz: Um, technically … you are my first husband because our first marriage was annulled … and last
night was our first time–
Tom: Mm-hmm.
Liz: –sleeping together as husband and wife. …
[ Laughs ] [ Cellphone ringing ]
Tom: Guy really has a problem.
Liz: That’s your phone. … “No Caller ID”? That’s very mysterious.
Tom: I want to keep it that way. …
[ Tom tosses phone ]


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Red: Are you okay?
Liz: I’m better than okay. I’m great. We’re great – Tom and I. We got married. See? [ Shows diamond ] Now’s normally when people say “congratulations.”
Red: [ Chuckles ] [ Getting up ] Sorry. Tom and I have had our differences, but I believe he wants what’s best
for you. And Agnes. Congratulations, Elizabeth. [ They hug ]
Liz: Thank you. You know, um– for the first time in a very long time, I feel– I don’t know– Happy. [ Chuckles ]
[ Liz picks up the newspaper Red was reading ]
Liz: Then I see what’s going on in the world.
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Red: Migrants hidden away in a Chinese freighter bound for South Carolina.
Liz: Human trafficking.
Red: “Trafficking” implies the passengers are being moved against their will. These people paid for the
privilege. All over the world, criminals are smuggling people into countries they can’t enter legally. Some are hoping for a better life. Others are escaping war or persecution for a price. People like me can help them.
Liz: Like you? You’re in the human-smuggling business?
Red: I was. … For a fair price, I provided a quality service. … In her feverish desire to destroy me, Kate destroyed my relocation networks.
Liz: Why are you telling me this?
Red: … Elizabeth, whomever has filled the vacuum left by my downfall has to be stopped, or more innocent people will die.
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Ressler: So, Reddington was moving people illegally across borders. Do I have that right?
Liz: In his mind, he was giving people hope. … Whatever you believe about the business, bottom line, people are
dying, and that needs to stop.
Ressler: The player who took over Reddington’s routes – He doesn’t know who it is?
Liz: Which is why he needs our help.
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Cooper: Sounds to me like what you want is help getting rid of the competition.
Red: There are much easier ways to earn a dollar than moving migrants. I did it because someone will, and if it’s going to be done, it should be done well by someone who holds to certain standards. …
Cooper: I’ll help you take down whoever took your place, but the Bureau can’t be responsible for putting you back in the global smuggling business.
Red: Fair enough.
Cooper: Good. Then where do we start?
Red: Greece. The route north, through Macedonia. …
It’s a simple plan. We put someone in the pipeline. He gets the name of the person who took over my routes. We pull him out. …
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Aram: We’ll stay in touch via this device I can embed in your rear molar. It works like a microphone and allows me to pick up your voice.
Dembe: And I can hear you because the same
transmitter allows the sound of your voice to travel up the jawbone and into my inner ear.
Aram: Yeah, that’s- that’s right. Um, how’d you know that?
Dembe: Khan Academy. I took their course in electrical engineering. …
Aram: You know, other than the fact that you sometimes have to kill people for a living, you’re, like, my role model. Open up.
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[ Thessaloniki, Greece ] [ Ressler, Samar and Liz are on-site in a vehicle ]
[ Doorbell chimes ] [ Dembe enters a shop ] …
Clerk: Welcome, friend. Help you find something?
Dembe: I was told you have a copy of Eratosthenes’ map of the world.
Clerk: It’s not for sale.
[ Dembe plops a bundle of bills on the counter ]
Dembe: I was also told everything’s for sale.
Clerk: You’ll have to ask the boss.
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Cornelius Goga: Let me look at you. What’s your name?
Dembe: Malik Charef.
Goga: Where you from, Malik Charef?
Dembe: Oran. …
Goga: Search him. … Who are you? The police? The Astynomia? Open your mouth. Open. …
You’re not from Oran. You’ve had dental work done in the West. Maybe I should kill you. Who are you?
Dembe: Count down from five. If I’m with the police, they’re listening. They won’t let you get to zero. They’ll storm this place, and then you won’t have to guess who I am.
Goga: You think this is a game? [ Gun cocks ] Let’s play your game. Five–
Ressler: Sir, they’re gonna shoot him.
Liz: We got to move.
Cooper: No! Hold your position.
Goga: Three. Two. One. [ Pause ] Be here tomorrow, 10:00. I’ll have you in Germany by the end of the week. The cost is 3,000 Euro, and payment is due up front. The Irish are no longer accepting funds upon arrival.
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[ Phone dials ] [ Red is in his plane ]
Liz: The Irish – The coyote Dembe met with mentioned
some- thing about the Irish. Do you know who he’s talking about?
Red: Yes, the Irishman Arthur Kilgannon. I’ve never met him. He lives in Sofia. That’s not a city I frequent.

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[ Sofia, Bulgaria ]
[ Ice clinking ] [ Arthur Kilgannon is making himself an Irish Mule ]
Red: Hello, old man. Is the sun past the yardarm? Perhaps I’ll have a drink, too.
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[ A gas station in Manassas, Virginia ] [ Tom pulls up ]
Tom: Hey. … What have you got?
Lena: You were right. Pete’s been using my account information to take out a credit card in my name.
Tom: And he used it here?
Lena: The fraud unit called, asking if I could confirm using one of my cards here yesterday at 6:43 pm, so he was here.
Tom: Come with me.
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[ Tom and Lena enter ]
Clerk: [ To Tom ] Excuse me. Can I help you?
Lena: [ To Clerk ] Sweetie. Do you have somewhere I could try this on?
Clerk: Uh, no. Sorry, I don’t.
Tom goes into the back room.
Lena: Figured as much. Mind holding my purse? …
Lena plops her purse on the counter and takes off her shirt to try on a tee, a process the clerk watches intently.
In the back room, Tom flips through the surveillance video ] [ Tom finds Pete McGee, begins to photograph the images with his cell.
[Toilet flushes ] [ Man enters the back room ]
Man: [ To Tom ] Hey! Y-You can’t be in here. Hey, did you hear what I just said?
Tom pushes the man against the wall. The man falls. Tom hurries out.
Tom: [ To Lena ] That one. Definitely. Time to go.
Lena takes her purse and her old shirt, puts some money on the counter.
Lena: [ To clerk ] Thanks again. You’re a life saver.
Tom and Lena run out, get in Tom’s car and speed off.
Crespin has been in a nearby car. It pulls out and follows Tom and Lena.
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Red: Your reputation precedes you.
Arthur: But unfortunately for you, so does yours. You’ve had a setback.
Red: Yes, of which you’ve taken full advantage. I have a proposition.
Arthur: Well, then, you’ve come to the wrong Kilgannon. My son handles all the day-to-day now. He rebuilt your smuggling network in next to no time.
Red: It’s easy to move quickly when you don’t care about quality control.
Arthur: The ship from China? Colin said that’s an isolated incident.
Red: My sources say otherwise. … My proposition is a 50-50 split. Colin cedes operational control to me. Mortality rates plummet. Profits soar.
Arthur: My son knows what he’s doing.
Red: The reputation that precedes you is one of a man with exacting standards. I’m sorry to see that’s not the case.
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[ Tom and Lena review the photos Tom took from the surveillance video ] …
Lena: That one. There – that’s his car. What is that? A key?
Tom: “Red Birch Motel.”
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[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: Meet Arthur and Colin Kilgannon. On paper, they’re consultants to the shipping industry. In reality, they smuggle illegal objects and substances around the globe.
Samar: Including people.

Aram: They operate out of Bulgaria, protected by the older Kilgannon’s political connections.
Liz: So local authorities won’t cooperate on warrants or subpoenas.
Ressler: Which will make it impossible to track their operation.
Cooper: Not if we have someone on the inside to document it for us.

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[ In Red’s plane ]
Red: Absolutely not.
Dembe: I’ve already been approved for transport.
Red: You went in to get a name. You got it. Mission accomplished.
Dembe: People are dying.
Red: Which is why you mustn’t go.
Dembe: Or why I must. I know what it feels like to be seen as less than human. A thing transported for money. You saved me from that. Which is why I know you’ll want me to try and save others.
Red: I’ll fly you back to Thessaloniki, then head up to Berlin and wait for your arrival. …
Dembe: If something goes wrong– …
Red: I’ll look after your family.
Dembe: I know you will. But my concern is, who will look after you?
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[ A human trafficking site ] [ Dembe is among the refugees ]
Cornelius Goga: I commend you for getting this far. Now all that stands between you and your destination is me. Do as I say, and I will make sure you get there. Disobey me, and I will make sure that never happens. …
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Arthur Kilgannon: That Chinese ship! You knew it was in no condition to make that trip, but you sent it anyway.
Colin Kilgannon: Who told you that?
Arthur: Raymond Reddington.
Colin: He’d say anything to get his routes back.
Arthur: No, Colin, I’ve checked it out. Hundreds dead. And you gave the orders to overcrowd the ships and the trucks. We’re moving people in equipment unfit to transport livestock!
Colin: Da, listen.
Arthur: No! It’s my fault. I thought if I gave you the business, you’d change, but you’ve always had a meanstreak, even as a child. You’ve proven yourself to be unfit to run this businessSorry, Colin. You’re out!
Colin: You can’t do that. Da.
[ Colin attacks Arthur ]
Arthur: Get off me! No! Colin!
Colin: You can’t do this. Do you hear me?! …
[ Colin Kilgannon strangles his father ] …
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Liz: Looks like we’ve hit our first way-station. Armed guards and gates. You guys seeing this?
Aram: All right, I clock multiple warehouses, rail cars, trucks – a lot of movement. …
Goga: Out. Out. No talking. Quick. Let’s go. Come on. Stay together. Hurry.
Ana Elazar: Mama. [ Arabic: ] I’m scared.
Goga: Quiet! Go, go, go, go. …
Ressler: We could be looking at a lot more than just a way-station here. This could be the Kilgannons’ European base of operation.
Samar: If it is, there’s probably enough evidence in that building to build a damn good case against them. We should move on it now and get Dembe out before something goes wrong.
Cooper: I agree. Let’s end this before we get in over our heads. I’ll ask the Macedonians to secure a warrant. …
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[ Knocking on door ]
Pete McGee: Who is it?
Lena: It’s Lena. I need to talk to you.
Pete: Lena?!
[ Lock disengages ] [ Door creaks ] [ Lena enters; so does Tom, gun drawn ]
Pete: What are you doing here?
Tom: Miss me? Where’s the suitcase? …
Pete: Shut the door! … You have no idea what they’re capable of.
Tom: I know what you’re capable of – killing Nik. …
Pete: Me?! If anyone’s responsible for what happened to him, it’s you [ pulls back the bandage on his hand, groaning ] – for what happened to me, too!
Lena: Oh, my God. H-He came into the clinic looking for you. You disappeared. I was worried. …
Pete: You roped us into this. … They knew I put in a request with CODIS. … So they came to my place to get the bones and kill me.
Tom: Kill you?
Pete: Yeah. After playing mumbly peg to try to get me to give
up the names of anyone else who knew, which I didn’t, FYI.
Tom: Yeah. They did get the suitcase, I bet. And Nik?
Pete: He showed up after I passed out. And when I came to, I heard a noise, a struggle. … I ran. All I know for sure is that if he hadn’t shown up, they would’ve killed me, too.
[ Door creaks, thuds open ] [ Men enter. Blackout ]
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Goga: Up! Time to go! Let’s go! Hurry! Quick! Quick, quick. Move, move, move, move. All right. You, this truck. You, over there.
Ana: No!
Goga: Move! I said move!
Maya: Wait! … Please, that’s our daughter!
[ Ana is sepa- rated from her parents ]
Dembe: Don’t do this.
[ Goga slugs Dembe in the jaw, knocking him to the ground ]
[ Computer beeps ]
Aram: No, no, no, no, no, no, no. We just lost the connection.
Samar: It sounded like he was hit.
Cooper: Get him back.
Aram: I can’t.
Ressler: [ Over comms ] Sir, we need to get in there.
Cooper: Nobody’s going anywhere. I’m not sending you blind into a building full of armed guards. And we were specifically told not to take any action without the local police. …
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[ The truck speeds away ] [ Tires screeching ]
[ Police raid the facility ]
[ 💥💥💥 Firefight 💥💥💥 ]
Goga is hit: Ohh! [ Groans ] …
[ Ressler, Samar and Liz run through the complex ]
Samar: Dembe? Do you see him?
Liz: I don’t have him.
Ressler: He’s not here. Keen, check that truck. …
[ Samar lifts the door of one of the trucks. People crawl forward ]
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[ Dembe and Ana are sitting on the floor of the truck as it barrels away from the complex. Ana looks at Dembe, stifling back sobs ]
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Liz: [ On phone ] Dembe is gone.
Red: What do you mean gone?
Liz: We believe his truck left the premises before we
got to the building. …
Red: Elizabeth, somebody in that warehouse knows where to find that truck.
Liz: Yeah. I know. We’re working on it.
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Ressler: Cornelius Goga. Huh. You’re losing a lot of blood, Cornelius. Hey! Do not pass out on me. That truck that just left – Get on the phone and contact the driver now.
Goga: [ Scoffs ] You won’t find them.
Samar: “Them”? How many are still out there?
Goga: The minute you raided, our dispatch sent a burn signal to our drivers. … They ditched their trucks, walked away. …
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[ Conference call ]
Liz: As of now, there are still seven trucks unaccounted for. The police are looking for them, but the drivers were instructed to abandon them in hard-to-find places. …
Red: Then find the drivers.
Ressler: The drivers are in the wind.
Aram: Uh, everyone, uh, I think we might have another problem here. The truck in the photo you sent – Is it the same size and style as the one we think Dembe’s on?
Samar: Yes. Why?
Aram: It’s a refrigerated truck, meaning its cargo bay is airtight. If the truck stops running–
Red: The air stops circulating. … I have to go. Do what you can.
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[ Inside the truck, an immigrant, Budron, pounds on the sliding door ]
Budron: Hey! Can you hear us?! Why have we stopped?!
Woman: Shh! You will give us away!
Budron: You’re afraid of being caught? We’ve been abandoned!
Dembe: Someone will come.
Budron: Staying calm will not keep us alive. We have to get out of here. There’s not enough air.
[ Budron and another man pry off a metal bar. Budron uses it to pound the wall ]
[ Ana whimpers ]
Dembe: [ To Ana ] It’s okay. Someone will come.
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Mrs Kilgannon: All right, I’m coming!
Red: Where is Arthur?
Mrs Kilgannon: I’m sorry. Who are you?
Red: I need to see your husband. Please, It’s important I speak to your husband.
Mrs Kilgannon: My husband – is dead.
Red: Your– Uh, your son? If you could get your son on the phone.
Mrs Kilgannon: No, whatever on earth is the matter, please–
Red: Mrs. Kilgannon, someone I care about a great deal is in imminent danger …. The only person who can help me is your son. …
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Colin Kilgannon: The entire facility lost!
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Colin: Do you have any idea what that means?! That one location was funding most of our operation!
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Colin: [ Sighs ] I can’t talk now!
Red: The seven trucks that received burn signals in Macedonia – I need the names and addresses of the drivers.
Colin: Reddington. You told my father I was unfit to run
the company. You tried to have me pushed out. Why would I help you?
Red: Allow me to pay you the courtesy of being blunt. I need your help to find those trucks, or I’m gonna have to put a bullet in your mother’s head.
Colin: You’ll kill my mother? That’s your leverage? … Oh, let’s not waste time. Go ahead and put her down. Put a bullet in the old lady. I would’ve done it meself
eventually, but you can save me the trouble.
[ Cellphone beeps. Mrs Kilgannon heard the conversation ]
Red: I’m– I’m so sorry.
Mrs Kilgannon: Colin drives an old American sports car. … He had the vehicle outfitted with GPS tracking. If you let me go to my computer I can give you his exact location.
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[ Tom, Lena and Pete are in a cell. They have been beaten ]
[ Footsteps approaching ] [ Ian Garvey grabs Tom, punches him ]
Ian Garvey: Did I wake you? I’ll make this simple. I have the suitcase. And because I have the suitcase, I need to speak with Raymond Reddington. … The person who
puts me in contact with him first will live. … The other two will die. Thoughts? Questions?
Pete: I can’t tell you what I don’t know. … Tom, tell him, damn it. Tell him! Look, he’s the one who knows. He ran it all. He hired me to extract the DNA. I just ran the
Garvey: I see. So you’re of no use.
[ Garvey shoots Pete in the head💥 Lena screams ]
Garvey: It’s no small thing to betray a man like
Reddington. I’d want to think about it, too. But, unfortunately, you don’t have that luxury. Maybe this will aid in your deliberations.
[ Garvey points his gun at Lena ]
Tom: Wait! Wait! She doesn’t know anything.
Lena: I don’t. Please. I-I won’t say anything. … I could just go – I’ll just go. …
Garvey: Darling, I-I’m not uncivilized. I just need the information. … Go.
[ Guard cuts Lena free ]
Guard: Go on. You’re free to go.
[ Hurried footsteps ] [ Garvey turns and shoots💥Lena in the back. Lena screams, falls ]
Garvey: Then there was one.
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Colin Kilgannon: Pull any docs that tie us to the facility and destroy them– …
[ Gunshots 💥💥 ] [ All but Colin fall ]
Red: Your mother brought you into this world, Colin. Did you
really think she couldn’t take you out? … I want the names of those drivers.
Colin: Okay. Okay. I can get them. They’re in his briefcase. …
Red: Mm. Thanks, Colin.
[ Red shoots Colin💥💥 then takes the suitcase and leaves ] …
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Liz: This just came in from Reddington. Those are the drivers who received the burn signal.
Ressler: I don’t understand. How did Reddington–
Liz: He got to Kilgannon, got the payroll records. …
Samar: They’ve found three trucks so far – two in a
forest, one in a parking garage. There’s no sign of Dembe. …
Ressler: Wait. There were seven trucks. There’s only six on this list.
Liz: Reddington is going after Dembe’s driver.
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[ Red forces his way into the driver’s house ] [ Gun cocks ] [ He goes through the house. There is no one home ]
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Budron: We all don’t have to die.
Dembe: Sit down.
Budron: No. Look. … [I]f there were fewer people, there would be more air for the others.
Dembe: Enough. …
Budron: I am not going to die here!
Dembe: And you will not kill anyone either.
Budron: I don’t remember anybody putting you in charge. Maybe you will go first.
[ Budron tries to hit Dembe. Dembe slugs him ⚡️knocking him down ] [ Grunts ]
Dembe: [ Sighs ] Even with fewer people, the air won’t last long. We will not start killing each other just to die anyway. Whatever happens we do it together. …
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Red: Driver’s not here. I’m too late.
Liz: You don’t know that. … He can’t run with nothing. He has to come back.
Red: You ever wonder why Dembe stays with me why anyone so decent would spend his days at the side of someone so indecent?
Liz: You saved him. He owes you his life. …
Red: No, Elizabeth. Dembe didn’t stay with me because he saw me as his savior. He stayed with me because he saw me for the man I really was – a man surrounded by darkness. No friends who could be trusted, no faith that loyalty or love could ever truly exist. I was– Well, I was
younger then. Angrier. Dembe connected his life with mine to show me … that there is another way, that life can be good, that people can be kind, that a man like me might one day dream of becoming a man like him. … Dembe guards my life because he’s determined to save my soul. …
[ Red’s cellphone beeps ] [ Footsteps approaching ] [ The truck driver enters ]
Red: [ Gun cocks ] The truck. Where is it?
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[ Red rolls open the door of Dembe’s truck. The migrants begin to crawl out. Dembe has Ana, who is unconscious ]
Dembe: She barely has a pulse.
Liz: The ambulances are on their way.
Dembe: She won’t make it if we wait for an ambulance.
[ Dembe carries Ana to Red’s car. They get in and the car speeds off ]
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[ Dembe comes out of the hospital, gets in the car with Red ]
Dembe: [ Sighs ] She’s alive. And sleeping. The doctors expect a full recovery.
Red: The resilience of the young. I thought I’d lost you.
Dembe: Not yet, old friend.
Red: The world can be such an unsparingly savage
place. One could be forgiven for believing that evil will triumph in the end.
Dembe: Those who believe so are wrong.
Red: If you’d died today, like that, it would be all the proof I needed that you are the one who is wrong.
Dembe: And here I am.
Red: [ Chuckles ] And here you are. …
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Ressler: [ On phone ] 15 passengers as expected, yeah. Three were taken to the hospital by ambulance. And Dembe and Reddington took the girl. … [T]he Police … asked us to transport everyone we’ve got back to the station house. Sir, look, I have to say, I-I knew this was happening. I knew people were risking their lives by the hundreds of thousands. But, I mean, knowing it and seeing it–
Cooper: It’s different. Agent Ressler, stay on the line.
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[ Cellphone rings, beeps ]
Red: Harold! I’m here with Dembe.
Cooper: Dembe. Thank God.
Red: Oh, we have some good news. It seems the young Ana Elazar will live to see a brighter day.
Cooper: Another day, maybe. I’m not so sure about
brighter. Her parents were arrested. Who knows how long it’ll take to reunite them? And even then, her future is back at that migrant camp in Greece.
Red: Bleak business, Harold.
Cooper: Yes, as we speak, my agents are preparing to transport 10 recovered migrants into the custody of the Macedonian police. … Of course, were my agents to encounter any resistance while making the trip to the local station house, our hands would be tied. … We’ve been specifically ordered not to engage with hostiles of any kind.
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[ Ressler’s van transporting the migrants encounters Red’s car blocking the road, Red and Dembe standing next to it ] [ Ressler gets out ]
Red: Donald!
[ Ressler smirks ]
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Cooper: I’m not sure what will happen with the girl and her parents.
Red: Well, I’ve found a little bribery goes a long way.
[ Red escorts Ana to her parents ] [ Hugs ]
[ Ana runs over to Dembe and hugs him. Red smiles ]
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Garvey: … I’m stumped. When you consider all the people on the planet who would be interested in the contents of that case and you multiply that number by an even greater number of unspeakable things those people would do to get it, how the hell could it end up in the hands of a little pissant like you?
Tom: Maybe because I’m not the pissant you think I am. …
Garvey: Thinking time’s over.
[ Garvey points his gun at Tom’s head ]
Tom: Listen, listen, listen! He’s my boss.

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Crespin: [ On phone ] We’ve got a very serious problem. Someone grabbed Keen and the case.
[ Red is on the phone with Crespin. He looks at Dembe, alarmed ]
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Tom: You want to know why I had that case? ‘Cause I work for Reddington, and he sent me to get it.
Garvey: You’re lying.
Tom: I’m not lying. I got a wife and a kid. I’m not dying here, not from you, not for him, and certainly not for whatever the hell’s in that case. [ Chuckling ] I don’t even know why everybody wants the damn thing. You want Reddington? I can give him to you. He trusts me. … Just give me a chance.


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Blurb: To find out who killed Nik Korpal, Liz has turned to Red while Tom has located Pete McGee’s girlfriend. Red has purchased a non-profit dog grooming service to use for money laundering. Red has also obtained the evidence file for Nik. It contained the key to the missing suitcase of bones that both Tom and Red are independently trying to recover – as well as Nik’s cellphone. The last message on Nik’s phone was a request to call someone back. When Red called the number, Tom answered. Stunned, Red hung up without saying a word.

[ It is morning at the Dawson household ]

Brokaw on TV: At the Berlin Wall at the Brandenburg Gate, I’m Tom Brokaw. Brandenburg Gate, of course, is in East Berlin, … what you’re seeing tonight – not hammers and sickles, but hammers and chisels, as young people take down this wall bit by bit. …

[ Calvin and Eleanor Dawson are in the kitchen, drinking coffee and working a crossword puzzle ]
Calvin Dawson: End of an era, huh?
Eleanor Dawson: “Era.” We need a five-letter word that ends in “H.”
Calvin: Uh “epoch.” Hey, girls still asleep?
Eleanor: Karen picked them up already.
[ Pager beeping ]
[ Calvin looks at his pager. It displays “342” ]
Calvin: I, uh- I got to get to work.
Eleanor: Sweetheart, it’s still early.
Calvin: Early is on time, on time is late, and late is unacceptable.

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[ Calvin goes to PO Box 342 and removes an envelope. He pulls out a red folder. It contains a dossier ]
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[ Calvin pulls up to a country house where a man, Edward Knobbs, is splitting wood. Calvin gets out with a pistol. Knobbs runs. Calvin shoots him 💥💥💥 Knobbs throws his axe at Calvin, but it misses and gets stuck in a
tree. Calvin pulls the axe out of the tree ]
Knobbs: [ Groans ] No. Please. Who sent you? We can talk. We- We can- We can talk!

[ Calvin raises the axe and strikes ]

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[ Red is playing miniature golf. Liz walks up ]
Liz: Ooh, can I play?
Red: Uh! You’re in my line of sight. …
[ Red putts. The ball misses wildly ]
Red: Oh!
Liz: And here I thought all old, rich, white men were good at golf.
Red: Maybe it’s my putter. Mitchell Dunning of Dupont Circle is about to be assassinated.
Liz: I’m sorry – Mitchell who?
Red: Dunning. He found me through an associate of mine and is looking to disappear. … Mr Dunning believes the hit was contracted through The Travel Agency.
Liz: A travel agency?
Red: Not a travel agency, Elizabeth. The Travel Agency – a murder-for-hire ring that lived in the shadows for nearly 30 years. Their assassins carried out a variety of contract hits until they mysteriously closed their doors 12 years ago ….
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[ The Post Office ]
Liz: The Travel Agency was a consortium of anonymous killers responsible for a variety of unsolved murders.
Cooper: What do we know about the man who Reddington says is the next target?

Aram: Mitchell David Dunning. Lives in Dupont Circle and imports high-end furniture. …
Cooper: Keen, Navabi, find him …. I want to know who wants him dead and why he thinks the Travel Agency
was contracted to do the job.
Cooper: Agent Ressler. A word? ⋘⋙ There’s a personal matter that I need to attend to. … I need you to oversee things here until it’s taken care of. I’m sorry. Unavoidable.
Ressler: Of course.

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[ Knock on door ] [ A man looks out the peephole ]
Man: Yeah?
Cooper: I’m looking for … Isaiah Hill.
Man: Never heard of him.
[Cooper pounds on the door]
Cooper: You gonna open this damn door, or are we gonna have a problem?! Hello?
Man: Hey! I’m gonna call the cops!
[ Cooper flashes his badge at the peephole ]
Cooper: Special Agent Harold Cooper. FBI. … Isaiah Hill – where is he?
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Mrs Dunning: You packed the laptop, right?
Mitchell Dunning: I told you yes. Along with the phone and the chargers. … Here you finish the bags. I’m gonna set the alarm.
Samar: Mitchell Dunning? FBI agents Navabi and Keen.
Mitchell Dunning: FBI? I don’t– What’s going on?
Samar: We believe there may be a threat to your life. We need you to come with us. …
Mitchell Dunning: Look, officers, I appreciate your concern, but clearly, you’ve got the wrong guy. There’s no threat. I’m a salesman. I import–
[ Mitchell Dunning is shot 💥💥 ]
[ A gun retracts from the trunk of a dated Oldsmobile ] [ The car speeds off ] …


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[ Tom leaves a courthouse entrance marked “Records Division” carrying a yellow envelope. Dembe is standing outside. Tom sees him, realizes he has no choice, and gets into Red’s car ]
Tom: [ Chuckles ] Are you following me now?
Red: Mr. Kaplan gave you a suitcase. In it was a skeleton she never should have unearthed and whose identity must remain secret.
Tom: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Red: I understand the temptation acting on a fine woman’s dying wish. But your quest has cost Nik Korpal his life, and persisting will put whomever you involve in harm’s way.
Tom: Secrets put people in harm’s way. Keeping them in the dark – a talent you and I share. Or shared. I’m out of that business. And if I have a quest, it’s to shine a light on the darkness you create to help Liz find her way out of the enormous shadow you cast.
Red: You asked Nik to identify the bones, and he was killed for his trouble … That killer is likely searching for a way to contact me since, knowing their value, he knows they are most valuable to me. …
Tom: Whatever secret you’re hiding from Liz – it’ll come out. Family secrets always do.
Red: What’s in the envelope?
Tom: [ Leaving ] What envelope?
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[ Door opens at Lena Mercer’s apartment. Crespin enters ]
Crespin: I prefer no one gets hurt. You are to stop looking for Pete McGee. You are to act as if Pete McGee
never existed. Say it.
Lena: Is he doing this? Did he send you?
Crespin: Say it, Lena.
Lena: Pete McGee doesn’t exist.
Crespin: Keep it that way. Or I’ll be back.
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Landry Knobbs: I don’t understand. You think this man who was killed was looking into my father’s murder? Did they know each other?
Samar: We were hoping that you might be able to answer that.
Landry: Mitchell Dunning – I don’t think I’ve ever seen him.
Liz: Were you and your father close?
Landry: We were. After Mom passed, I used to come out
here every week, help out around the house.
Liz: Did he ever come to visit you?
Landry: In the city? God, no. I don’t think Dad ever left the state after he closed the Agency.
Liz: I’m sorry – the Agency?
Landry: The Seawall Travel Agency. Dad owned it for years.
Samar: Landry, do you know if your father happened to keep any of his old work records?
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[ Liz and Samar go through the old files from The Seawall Travel Agency ]
Samar: Knobbs traveled the world with his family.
Liz: And orchestrated hits. Check this out. …
[ Liz shows Samar a long list of names ] [ Samar shows Liz a photo ]
Samar: Knobbs and his wife, from vacation. Look at
the man in the background.
Liz: It’s Mitchell Dunning.
Samar: Our two victims with nothing in common owned a murder business.
Liz: That means the people in the Travel Agency aren’t killing people – they’re being killed.
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[ Red sits down next to Cooper on an outdoor bench. He hands Cooper a slip of paper ]
Red: The name and address of the miscreant you’re looking for. …
Cooper: I’m looking for the son of a good friend. A young man whose father was killed last year and who drowned his understandable sorrow in drugs and alcohol. Mother took him to counselors. With Char and I, she organized an intervention. And we’ll do it all again
as often as it takes. But we can’t do any of it until we know where he is. My only lead is this dealer Castro. I don’t want to go busting into a place on unofficial business unless I know it’s the right one. … [A]re your sources reliable?
Red: Yes. You’re going to need backup.
Cooper: To check some punk? … Thank you for this. But I’ll take it from here.
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[ A drug den ] [ Cooper bangs on the door ] [ A guard cracks the door open ]
Cooper: FBI. I’m looking–
[ The guard tries to slam the door shut. Cooper forces his way in and knocks the guard out⚡️He walks up to a druggie nodding off, grabs him by the hair and holds a gun to his throat ]
Cooper: Castro – where is he?
[ The druggie points to another room ]
[ Cooper forces the druggie at gunpoint into a room with two men. One runs out. The other goes for his gun and shoots 💥, hitting the druggie by mistake. Cooper shoots him💥💥💥 and goes after the man who ran.
They exchange shots 💥💥💥 The man runs down a hall then up a stairway. He reaches the top of the stairs and exits a door to the outside – where Dembe clobbers⚡️him ]
Cooper: I told you I didn’t need help.
Red: We couldn’t resist. …
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Tom Brokaw: Earlier this evening, the Communist Central Committee in East Berlin

Calvin: End of an era, huh?
Eleanor: “Era.” We need a five-letter word that ends in “H.”
Calvin: “Epoch.” Are the girls asleep?
Eleanor: Karen picked them up already.
[Pager beeping; displays “342”]
Calvin: I, uh I got to get to work.
Eleanor: Sweetheart, it’s still early.
Calvin: Early is on time, on time is late, and late is unacceptable.
[ Calvin kisses Eleanor ]

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Aram: The Seawall Travel Agency, based out of Allentown, Pennsylvania, was a storefront used by Knobbs and Dunning to facilitate their murder-for-hire business.
Ressler: So Knobbs and Dunning are the two principals.
Aram: Yeah, who hid their association behind a ton of financial loopholes. … And … they had a large support staff who were doing far more than booking eight-day
cruises to Acapulco. …
Liz: All of whom are dead.
Ressler: Every employee of a murder-for-hire company murdered.
Aram: Except for one. Mr. Argon Wright, a shipping agent out of Baltimore.
Ressler: All right, well, let’s bring him in while he’s still breathing. Navabi, let’s go.
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Red: Fentanyl is like snake venom. 100 times more powerful than morphine. A lethal dose of heroin is about 30 milligrams? 3 milligrams of fentanyl is enough to kill an average-size male. [ Red heats the mixture in a spoon ] In every conceivable way, I’d say you’re well below average.

Castro: I don’t even know who you are, old man. [ To Cooper: ] But you’re a cop, man. You gonna stand there and let him shoot me up?
Cooper: We’re looking for Isaiah Hill. We think you know where he is. Tell us or you overdose. If you argue, you overdose. If the next syllable out your sorry-ass mouth doesn’t point us in the direction of Isaiah Hill, you overdose. Am I clear? Good. …
Red: [ Tapping needle ] Anything to say? No? Nothing? Perhaps half a milligram will be enough to loosen your tongue.
[ Red jabs him ]
Castro: Whoa, whoa, whoa! W-W-Whoa! Hold on! Hold on! hold-on! I-I didn’t sell him drugs. All right, he- he bought a gun.
Cooper: A gun?
Red: That’s not a location. Maybe another milligram will jog your memory.
Castro: Look, my- my- guy delivered it to him in Ivy City. Brick building on the corner of 16 and Oak. Apartment 3.
[ Red removes the needle ]
Red: You just missed the ride of a lifetime.
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[ Knock on door ]
Tom: Lena? It’s me, Tom.
Lena: Come in.
Tom: All right, so, I ran a search on Pete at the courthouse. Turns out he pled guilty to mail fraud. Why? Because he sold thousands of patient medical records to insurance companies so they could deny
coverage, lost his license …. What are you doing? You going somewhere? …
Lena: I don’t want to talk about Pete.
Tom: You said you were gonna help me find him. … Did he get to you? Was Pete here?
Lena: I don’t want to talk about it. And I’m sorry that your friend got killed and that you lost something important to you, but I can’t help you.
Tom: I went to the DC clerk’s office. There was no record that Pete McGee was ever married.
Lena: What?
Tom: Five minutes. Just to show you what I found.
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Ressler: Argon Wright? Agents Ressler, Navabi FBI.
Argon Wright: FBI? What’s going on?
Samar: We have reason to believe you may be in danger.
Wright: Why would I be in danger? What do you mean? From who?
Ressler: We know about Knobbs and Dunning.
Wright: Knobbs and Dunning? I don’t– Who are Knobbs and Dunning?
Ressler: All right, drop the act. We know about your–
[ 💥💥 ] [ Wright is hit in the arm ]
Ressler: Down! Down! Get down! Gun! …
[ The vintage Oldsmobile takes off ]
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[ Cooper and Red approach Apartment 3. They stay on either side of the door as Cooper is about to knock ] [ A shotgun blasts 💥 through the door ] [ Cooper forces the door open, gun drawn ]
Isaiah Hill: Mr. C?!
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Ressler: We need names. Asset names–
Argon Wright: Everything was compartmentalized. We never saw each other. I didn’t even know the names of the operators I handled. … That gunman – the guy in the car.
Ressler: Yeah, the Oldsmobile.
Wright: I used to run an asset who drove a car just like that – ’86 Olds. I mean, this was nearly 30 years ago.
Samar: What was his name?
Wright: I told you – we didn’t use names. All I know – we called him No. 5.
Ressler: You may not have known his name, but you had to have a protocol.
Wright: The Agency would give me the target. Once they sent the dossier, I’d page No. 5 a signal – 342. … It’s a reference to a post office box in Seven Valleys. It’s where he’d pick up his assignments.
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Post Office employee: 342? … Mr Dawson has had that box since before I worked here.
Liz: Mr Dawson?
PO employee: Calvin. Hardly comes in, though. … Most of his mail is delivered to the home.

Samar: So his house is here in town?
PO employee: Not a house. He lives at the convalescent home up on Elm Briar Oak.

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[ Lena loads a suitcase into her car ]
Crespin: [ On phone ] The message was delivered. Looks like the target is standing down.
[ Lena drives off ] [ Tom follows in another car ]
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Cooper: You could’ve killed us. It’s a miracle we weren’t hurt. Are you even listening? Why are you here? … What are you doing with a gun?
Isaiah Hill: Protecting myself.
Cooper: From who?
Isaiah: Line forms to the left.
Red: Perhaps you could be a tad more specific.
Isaiah: How about cops? Like you. … Cops who beat. Cops who kill.
Cooper: He’s not a cop.
Isaiah: Then who is he?

A criminal.
Cooper: Isaiah, please – who were you shooting at?
Isaiah: I needed to buy something, and my regular guy wasn’t holding.
Cooper: “Something.” Fentanyl?
Isaiah: I heard about this guy Zeke Wilson. He owns a club – 24/7 action. If you can get in, it’s like a candy store.
I knew I couldn’t get in the front, so I tried the back. Zeke was there in the alley, arguing with a guy. Zeke – he shot him.
Red: So you’re a witness he’s trying to get rid of.
Cooper: You should’ve told me, son.
Isaiah: I am not your son.
Cooper: No, you’re not. But I am your friend, and I’m here to help. Will you let me? …
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Lena: [ On phone ] I’m in Pete’s office. I’m putting you on speaker.
Tom: And you know his passwords?
Lena: I thought I did. Then again, I thought he was married.
Tom: Okay, anything Pete found out about the bones I
gave him … won’t be labeled or easy to find, so you got to upload everything.
Lena: Who tells someone they’re married when they’re not? Isn’t it usually the other way around?
Tom: Pete’s a con artist. He conned us both. He killed my friend, and now he’s sent someone to frame you.
Lena: I got in. It’s uploading.
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Liz: I’m sorry – where is Mr. Dawson? We were told he lived here.
Convalescent Home Caregiver: He does. But he’s with Eleanor now – his wife. She stops by occasionally and takes him out for a day or so.
Samar: Can you tell us about his condition?
Caregiver: Calvin was injured years ago in a robbery – beaten badly and left for dead. Truthfully, he’s lucky to
have survived it at all. But the brain injury left him with anterograde amnesia.
Liz: And what does that mean?
Caregiver: Calvin can’t form new memories. He can operate in the present, but what happened 10 hours or 10 days ago, for him, it’s as if it never happened.
Samar: But his long-term memory is still intact?
Caregiver: Yes – everything that happened prior to the
injury. … As far as he’s concerned, the last 30 years didn’t happen. He can do the same puzzle, read the same book, eat the same meal. … Every time, it’s brand-new. … [V]isual cues that are in conflict with his world view that’s he’s living in 1989 simply don’t register. They go into his mental spam folder. …
Samar: We need to speak with Mr Dawson. Do you have a contact number or address for his wife?
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[ It is morning at the Dawson household ]

Calvin: Where are the girls? They still asleep?
Eleanor: Karen picked them up early today.
Calvin: Hey, I should get to work.
Eleanor: Isn’t it early? Early is on time, on time is late, and late–
[ Telephone ringing ]
Eleanor: Hello? Oh. Yes, hi. Oh. Oh. Yes, I understand. Thank you.
[ Receiver clicks ]
Calvin: Who was that? What’s wrong?
Eleanor: Daycare. Mia was on the playground and took a fall. They’re taking her to the hospital.
Calvin: Is she okay? We- We should go.
Eleanor: Let me get my purse.

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[ The FBI raids the Dawson’s home ]
[ Samar feels a coffee cup left on the kitchen table ]
Samar: Still warm.
[ They search the house. At the back of a closet, Liz notices a ladder ]
Liz: Samar?
[ Liz and Samar enter the attic. It is filled with high tech equipment
set up to create a day in 1989. There are several copies of a newspaper with the same crossword puzzle ]
Samar: “Morning radio,” November 9, 1989.
[ On the walls are pinned profiles and newspaper articles about the killings of the recent targets ]
Liz: Dunning. Knobbs. Wright. All of them. …


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[ Eleanor is driving the Oldsmobile ]
Calvin: Eleanor, what’s going on?
Eleanor: I was just trying to get by, trying to take care of
you. … I was at the bank, trying to figure out how to keep up with the medical bills – your medical bills – when the bank manager asked me why I hadn’t dipped into your personal account.
Calvin: What account? Eleanor, I don’t understand.
Eleanor: That’s exactly what I said. … I was able to connect the dots by following the money. … You can’t
imagine how angry and afraid I was to find out that the man that I loved, the father of my children, was a monster. … It took me four years to get to the Travel Agency, and another six to figure out who worked there. …
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Liz: [S]he took advantage of his amnesia, making him believe it was still 1989, using him as her own contract killer to take out those in the Travel Agency. All the while, he had no idea.
Calvin: Wh- wh- wh- whatever- whatever you think happened, whatever you think I’ve done–
Eleanor: Oh, I know exactly what you did. But you don’t. Because you forget everything. What a blessing that must be.
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Cooper: Isaiah’s father was pulled over for having expired plates. He got out of the car to see for himself. Officer told him to get back in the vehicle. … When he reached to get his wallet, the officer shot him. Six times. Isaiah watched the man who murdered his father tried and acquitted on all accounts.
For him, for so many like him, it’s the gospel truth that if you’re black in this country and you say the wrong word, you could be killed. … Almost every cop I’ve served with, black or white, I’d be proud to call my brother. It tears me up knowing what so many people in my community think of them – just like it tears me up knowing that the cops who kill my other brothers will almost never be held responsible.
Red: Harold, your justice system protects those cops as it will protect you, no matter what you do to Zeke Wilson. …
Cooper: Is that your observation or your advice?
Red: My observation is that you came to this party with an unregistered handgun. My advice would be – as Isaiah’s father got six bullets, I’d give Zeke Wilson 12, order a rib eye, raise a glass of Château Latour, and toast to a job well done.
[ Cooper cocks gun ]
Cooper: Sounds like a plan.
Red: Yes – if I were going in there. But I’m not. You’re taking it from here, Harold. And while your system won’t hold you to account for whatever you choose to do, your conscience will. Though, on the off chance that I’ve overestimated your tendency toward self-restraint, Dembe will be there to watch your back.
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[ Cooper and Dembe enter Zeke Miller’s club ]
Bouncer: Hold up.
[ Cooper shows his badge. Cooper and Dembe continue on ]
Cooper: [ To the bartender ] Zeke Wilson. Don’t point. Don’t signal. Just nod. Guy on the couch? Beard?
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Cooper: Special Agent Harold Cooper, FBI.
Zeke Miller: [ Scoofs, chuckles ] “Special Agent.” What makes you special, Agent Cooper?
Cooper: I’m taking you in on felony charges of intimidating a witness.
Zeke: [ Chuckling ] Witness to what?
Cooper: Murder. And when he gives his statement, I’ll be charging you with that, as well.
Zeke: I got no idea what you’re talking about.
Cooper: Isaiah Hill is a friend of mine.
Zeke: Isaiah Hill? You sure you want to go down this road? ‘Cause accidents happen to snitches even when their friend’s a G.
Cooper: Are you threatening him?
Zeke: I’m just saying accidents happen. Hit by a car, drown in a pool. You can’t arrest someone for an accident, can you, Not-So-Special Agent Cooper?
Cooper: You’re right. I’m not so special. But I want my friend to have a chance at life, and I want scum like you where they belong.
[ Cooper slugs⚡️Zeke ]
Cooper: Zeke Wilson. You’re under arrest. …


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Samar: Notify state patrol we’re looking for a black ’86 Oldsmobile.
Ressler: … [T]racking these two is gonna be difficult. Dawson leads an analog life, which means no technology to trace – no cell, no navigation.
Samar: What about the pager?
Liz: His wife probably used it to signal Dawson.
Aram: There is only one number that’s been calling that pager – each page coming on the same day as a killing.
Ressler: The wife’s burner.
Liz: Aram, we need you to get a trace on that burner.
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[ Eleanor Dawson drives Calvin to a cemetery ]
Calvin: What are we doing here? Why are we in a ceme- tery?
Eleanor: Calvin, sweetheart, we’re here to see the children.
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Eleanor: Every day, I tell you Karen picked up Sam and Mia early. Karen hasn’t picked up the girls in 30 years. They’re dead, Calvin.
Calvin: [ Voice breaking ] No.
Eleanor: We were in Miami on what I thought was a family vacation. I collapsed at the pool. My appendix burst. Do you remember? When I went into surgery,
you took the girls out of the hospital. … But … you had somewhere to be that afternoon. A job.
Calvin: El- Eleanor? [ Voice Breaking ] Not my girls.
Eleanor: You took our girls with you to kill a man. You left them in the car and walked inside the back of a restaurant to do a job which should’ve taken you – what,
two minutes? But it didn’t take you two minutes, Calvin. Because the man you went to kill knew you were coming – got a jump on you, left you for dead, bleeding and beaten in the alley while our girls were locked in the car too young to know any better. … Everyone from Seawall is dead. Except Wright. The police got to him. … It doesn’t bring the girls back or make me feel as good as I thought it would – but you did it.
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[ Sirens wailing ] [ Liz and Samar and other agents arrive at the cemetery. Eleanor draws a gun and trains it on Calvin ]
Liz: Eleanor Dawson! FBI! I need you to put that gun down! …
Eleanor: You know who he is, right?
Liz: Yes. If you put your gun down, we can talk about it. I want to talk about it. …
Eleanor: You don’t gain anything by arresting me or
putting me in jail. I’m not a danger to society, like he is!
Liz: My name is Elizabeth. I’m a mother, like you. I want to understand.
Eleanor: You’re a mother?
Liz: Yes.
Eleanor: Oh, good. Then you’ll understand this.
[ Eleanor shoots💥💥Calvin. An FBI sharpshooter takes out Eleanor💥]


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Isaiah Hill: That’s it. That’s my statement about what I saw. What comes next?
Cooper: The US attorney will review what you said, decide whether to file charges. And if it goes to court, you’ll be called to testify.
Isaiah: In court? Against Wilson? Where everyone can see?
Cooper: Nothing will happen if you do. You have my word on that.
Isaiah: The word of a cop?
Cooper: A cop who knows what you’re going through. My father marched for Dr. King. He was attacked by police dogs in Birmingham, was beaten on Bloody Sunday. For his troubles, the Bureau opened up a secret file on him, called him a radical, enemy of the state.
He was my hero, and the organization I’ve devoted my life to did everything in its power to destroy him. But that’s why I devoted my life to it – to make sure that the Bureau never did to another black man what it did to my old man.
Isaiah: And mine.
Cooper: Come on. I’ll take you home.
Isaiah: I need some help, Mr. Cooper. I’m gonna try. [ Voice breaking ] But I think I need some help.
Cooper: Yeah. Let’s get you home, Isaiah.
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Lena: Did you find what you were looking for?
Tom: Nope. But I did find this.
Lena: [ Reads ] “Congratulations, Lena Mercer. You have qualified to receive a UVA Visa card.” I don’t understand.
Tom: You have Pete’s passwords. He has yours. And he’s using them to open new credit cards in your name.
The reason we can’t find Pete is he’s not using his accounts. He’s using yours. And that’s how we’re gonna find him.
[ Crespin is watching Tom and Lena from a distance ]
Crespin: [ On phone ] The warning didn’t take. Yes, sir. I’ll make sure of it next time.
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[At the mini- ature golf course]
Red: I feel like you’re a natural golfer, and I’m just not.
Dembe: You’re naturally good at many things.
Red: Like what? Like what?
Dembe: [ Pause ] You’re good company.
Red: [Laughing] Well, that doesn’t count!
Dembe: I’ll think of something.
Red: You know what? Never mind.
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[ Liz reflects in the cemetery by the headstone of the two Dawson girls, now splashed with the blood of their parents ]
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[ The DC courthouse ]
Tom: Slow down! Liz, why are we running? I don’t know why we just flew across town.
[ Liz grabs a form from the counter ]
Liz: Will you?
Tom: [ Chuckling ] What?
Liz: I know it’s super spur-of-the-moment, and this is not very romantic. I mean, we’re under fluorescent lights. These pens are attached to the table, for God’s sake, but– Look. With everything I see in a day, I just feel so lucky to have you. And if we don’t do this now–
Tom: Hey. Yes. [ Chuckles ]
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Justice of the Peace: That’s it. I now pronounce you husband and wife.
[ Liz and Tom kiss ]


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Blurb: Nik Korpal, Liz’s ex-boyfriend, friend of both Liz and Tom, and erstwhile MD-on-call for Red – is dead. Nik and Tom had secretly been trying to ID the bones sent via Tom by Mr Kaplan for Liz (the existence of which Liz remains unaware) with help from Pete McGee, a genius medical technician with shady connections to the drug underworld. Red is desperate to recover the bones and doesn’t know where they are. Pete used Liz’s FBI ID which Tom got from Liz (again, without her knowledge) to gain access to the government’s CODIS database to ID the bones – then he went silent. At Tom’s behest, Nik paid a visit to Pete’s apartment where he was jumped from behind and strangled. Whoever killed Nik left with the suitcase full of bones. Meanwhile, Red is beginning to rebuild an empire of sorts, starting with a network of safe houses based on the Post Office’s mail “hold” lists.


[ At a crime scene, a body in a body bag is lifted onto a stretcher ]
Liz: Tell me everything.

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Tom: Liz, what happened?
Liz: Nik’s d-dead.
Tom: What?
Liz: [ Voice breaking ] He was strangled. They found his body in an empty lot miles away from home or any hospital.
Tom: What? How? Do they know?
Liz: The last thing he said to me was he never wanted to see me again.
Tom: Liz, what– Do they know what happened?
Liz: No, but we do.
Tom: Reddington.
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Hawkins: You’re not my type, okay? But if you were even remotely in the ballpark, I would have your child.
[ She empties a bag filled with bundles of bills on the table ]
Red: Do you have a count? …
Hawkins: We rented 18 [apartments] for 5 nights each at $500 a night. That’s $45,000 for the week off two lists. … Did you hear that? I just dropped an egg.
Red: While I appreciate your enthusiasm, we have cash but no business to run it through.
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Red: Elizabeth. …
Liz: [ Whispers ] Nik Korpal was murdered.
Red: I’m sorry to hear that.
Liz: I want to believe you.
Red: I suppose it’s possible Nik was killed by someone with a connection to me, but I have no idea who or what that connection might be.
Liz: I want a name.
Red: l- I’ll do what I can to find you one. In the meantime, a riddle to keep you occupied.
Liz: The chemical-plant explosion in Leeds? Ilyas Surkov claimed credit for that. What’s the riddle?
Red: Why did that terrorist take credit for a crime he didn’t commit?
Liz: And how do you know he didn’t commit it?
Red: Because Ilyas Surkov is dead.


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Cooper: Dead? How long?
Liz: According to Reddington, 15 months. … He knows the best off-market doctors on every continent. One of them treated Surkov for end-stage pancreatic cancer.
Aram: Okay, hang on. Okay, Mr. Reddington says it’s been 15 months. Well, in that time, Surkov has taken credit

for three attacks – a downed plane on a humanitarian mission to Boko Haram victims, a Paris café demolished by a C-4 suitcase bomb, and yesterday’s chemical-plant attack.
Ressler: He’s pretty busy for a dead guy.
Liz: Or people acting in his name.

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[ Leeds, England ]
[ Siren wailing ] [ Ressler and Liz are met by an MI6 agent ]
Gladstone: Liam Gladstone, MI6. We spoke on the phone. …
Liz: Did you ask your task force about our copycat theory?
Gladstone: Doesn’t hold water. This is the work of Ilyas Surkov. … [W]e identified a construction and
demolition company in Belgrade we believe is diverting legitimately purchased C-4 to Surkov for his bombs. …
Ressler: So, who’s your suspect?
Gladstone: Raqaan Ghaffari, a foreman at Lignes D’Avenir Construction. If you have any doubts, they’ll be put to rest when Surkov hits again, which he will. I can assure you, the man is very much alive.
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Raqaan Ghaffari: [ On phone, in Arabic] C-4 is not strong
enough to pierce solid steel lined with Kevlar as you requested. But I have found a substitute that should work well.
[ Device beeping ] Ghaffari pushes a button and detonates a blast
💥🔥💥 Man: [ On phone, in Russian ] Yes. That’s perfect. …
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Aram: Raqaan Ghaffari. He’s in charge of demolition for Lignes D’Avenir, a mid-sized contractor in Belgrade. …
Liz: MI6 had Ghaffari under surveillance. It didn’t yield any actionable intel, but Ghaffari proves to be quite the creature of habit.
Ressler: Yeah, Ghaffari eats lunch every Friday at the Brutka Club.
Cooper: So that’s where we make contact.
Liz: Ghaffari is a Moroccan immigrant. He speaks French and Arabic. Surveillance logs gave us what we believe is Ghaffari’s code name for Surkov. Samar can use that to establish her credibility.
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[ Outside the Brutka Club In Belgrade, Serbia ]
Aram: All right, you’ll have us on comms, but to pick up Ghaffari, this mic well, it’s gonna need to be close. …
Samar: It’s going to be fine.
Aram: I know.
Samar: If you did, you wouldn’t have come all this way.
Aram: Please, just, uh– be careful.
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[ Conversing in Arabic (subtitles) ]
Samar: Mr Ghaffari? … I’m here about the Masbahi account.
Ghaffari: We have a protocol. You shouldn’t be making contact like this.
Samar: The protocol’s blown. … There’s a problem. We have reason to believe your
product … was tagged by MI6.
Ghaffari: [ Exhales sharply ] I will check.
Samar: That’s why I’m here. He wants me to test the next shipment before we accept delivery. … Will it be a problem, Raqaan?
Ghaffari: [ Shakes his head no ]
Samar: Good. I’ll notify my people.


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Tom: … Now Nik’s dead, McGee is gone. And the only lead I have on him … is the clinic he worked at – a place where experimental drugs are tested on human guinea pigs. Yeah, I know. Not much of a plan. If you got a better one, I’m all ears.
Agnes: [ Babbles ]
Tom: Don’t look at me like that all right? … I am not lying to Mommy, all right?
Agnes: [ Whimpers ]
Tom: I want her to know the truth. That’s why I need to ID these bones without anybody knowing. [ Sighs ]
[ Cellphone dialing ]
Tom: It’s not a lie. It’s just delayed honesty. [ On phone: ] Hi, I’m calling about the clinical trials. Yeah. I want to sign up.
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Lena: Have you ever done an in-patient clinical trial before, Mr Lembeck?
Tom: First time. Be gentle. … Uh, how much am I getting, by the way, to rent my body to science?
Lena: $200 a day.
Tom: Lucky me.
Lena: We’ll need a full medical history and an emergency contact for when you have an adverse reaction.
Tom: When? Not if?
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Dembe: Get in the car. … Mr. Reddington wants to talk.
Lou: Reddington Reddington? …
Red: Rosie Cavendish had a bulldog. … Poor guy … one skin condition
after the next. … Given the lesions on her inner folds, I’d say she has pyoderma. … I need to borrow some evidence, Lou.
Lou: You know my name?
Red: The personal effects of a homicide victim that are currently in evidence control.
Lou: I don’t know if I could do that–
Red: You are the clerk – in evidence control … the man responsible for checking in and out evidence?
Lou: Well, that’s true, but–
Red: The deceased’s name is Nik Korpal. You have 24 hours. That should give us enough time to get– [ points to dog ]
Lou: Coco.
Red: –to get Coco the spa day she so desperately deserves. [ To Coco: ] Yeah, you’re gonna have fun!
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[ Conversing in Arabic ]
Samar: They’re ready. We need to go.
Ghaffari: Why didn’t your people reach out to the office in Savamala?

[ Ghaffari runs. Chase ensues ]
[ A white van pulls up. Ghaffari and Samar are forced inside ]
[ Tires squeal, Engine revs ] [ Car chase ]
Aram: Agent Ressler, m-maybe you could slow down a
little bit? …
[ Tires squeal ] [ Gunshot 💥 ]
Liz: Gun!
Aram: Oh. Oh, God.
[ Gunshots 💥💥💥 ]
Aram: Watch out. …
[ Engine revs ] [ Tires screech, Metal crashes ]
Aram: They crashed. They crashed. Oh, God.
Ressler: Drop the gun! Down! Put it down!
Reuther: Back away, or we will fire! …
Ressler: All right, all right! Easy. Easy. Nobody’s gonna
fire. You. You look like you’re in charge. I’m gonna reach into my pocket.
Reuther: Slowly!
Ressler: Donald Ressler, FBI.
Reuther: FBI?
Liz: Who the hell are you?
Reuther: Name’s Reuther. We’re CIA. …

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Reuther: I’m Tobias Reuther, Clandestine Service.
Ressler: We’re gonna need to talk to Ghaffari alone.
Reuther: That’s not gonna happen. He’s officially in our custody. We’re handling the interrogation. …
Liz: I don’t care who gets him to talk. As long as you can get him to tell us what he knows, we’re happy to sit this one out. …
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Lena: Congratulations. Your stipend was increased to $250.
Tom: Hm, fantastic. What did I do to earn that raise?
Lena: You got approved for a riskier study. …
Tom: Makes sense. So, how much riskier is this?
Lena: Several patients in the previous group developed temporary neurological problems. Lie down. …
[ Tom notices a red heart tattooed on Lena’s wrist as she gives him the injection ]
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Reuther: Look, Raqaan, I don’t know why you don’t feel like talking. The Feds have you on tape admitting you’re supplying Surkov.
Reuther: You know that. You must also know that you’re not here. This place doesn’t exist. No lawyers. No diplomats. Just us.
[ Beating resumes ]
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[ Sounds of beating ]
Calhoun: He’ll crack. They always do.
Liz: There are other ways to get people to talk.
Calhoun: You don’t know Surkov.
Liz: How long have you been searching for him?
Calhoun: Six years. Since before I left the Agency in 2015
to start a family. Reuther reached out a year later. He lives and breathes Surkov and convinced me to get back into the hunt.
Liz: And the family?
Calhoun: That didn’t turn out like I thought. But it’s okay. [ Sighs ] I’ve got Surkov. He’s my family. My white whale.
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[ Door opens ] [ Reuther and the others come out ]
Liz: Anything?
Reuther: Give him 20 minutes to simmer.
Liz: Okay. You’ve tried your way. We’re gonna try ours. Samar? …
[ Liz and Samar go into the interrogation room ]
Reuther: The hell is she doing?
[ Liz releases Ghaffari’s handcuffs and comes out of the room ]
Liz: Okay, he’s ready to talk. …
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Red: Our liquidity crisis has been solved.
Hawkins: By doggy day care?
Red: These are rescued dogs picked up at shelters, given a bath and a professional grooming, then given back to the shelters primped and proud and ready for adoption. They supplement their business with regular grooming. But it’s basically a labor of love – and a 501(c)3.
Hawkins: A non-profit. That is good. …
Red: [M]ost of their business is mobile. They have a fleet of vans that go from shelter to shelter in 10 different cities. …
Hawkins: [I]f I found you a little bit more attractive, I would birth you a litter. … Boom! Right here on the floor.
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Red: Fiona, you’re an artist.
Fiona: Coco’s an angel. Just needed a little TLC. I have some ointments for you.
Red: Ah. And how much do I owe you?
Fiona: $150 – which, of course, is tax-deductible.
Red: Yes, of course. And how much for the store?
Fiona: The store?
Red: And the vans. All of them. …
Fiona: They’re not for sale.
Red: At the right price, I’ve found everything is for sale. Think about your price while I let Coco find a blade of grass. …
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[ Tom gets up. He’s unsteady due to the medication. He goes into the hall and enters Pete McGee’s office.
He flips through some files, looks in a drawer. Then he notices the photo of a man on Pete’s desk. The arms of the person taking the photo are reflected in the man’s glasses. He uses a glass on the desk to magnify the photo-taker’s wrist: a tattoo in the shape of a red heart ] …
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Leon Cox: Well, when I heard there was an FBI task force running an unsanctioned op overseas, my interest was piqued.
Cooper: We received a tip from a credible source that Surkov is dead. The attacks attributed to him may, in fact, be the work of a copycat.
Samar: He never met Surkov in person, only video calls.
Cox: And your team? Do they have a lead on his bomb maker? Ghaffari?
[ Samar is interrog- ating Ghaffari and interpreting what he says in Arabic ] Samar: He recently asked him to smuggle a device into a locker in Virginia.
Cox: I don’t understand. Ghaffari’s in Belgrade?
Cooper: Yes, being held and questioned in a CIA facility outside Pančevo.
Cox: Does he know the specific target?
[ Ressler’s cellphone rings ]
Samar: Surkov specifically asked him to create a weapon that could penetrate 3.5 centimeters of Kevlar.

Cooper: [ Over phone ] I’m sitting here with the CIA Director of Operations.
Cox: Listen to me – the Surkov team is in London. There is no team or safe house in Pančevo. … Whoever you’re with, they are not CIA.
[ Gunfire 💥💥💥 ]
[ Reuther escapes ]
Liz: [ To Calhoun ] Give it up. Hand it over. You said you were CIA. Who the hell are you?

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Ressler: Reuther. Yeah, he doesn’t exist. The Agency has no record of him.
Calhoun: No, they disavow him. … We got our orders from Reuther. Reuther got his from the Office of the Director. …
Ressler: Reuther is pretending to be Surkov.
Calhoun: That’s ridiculous. When you found us, we were hunting for his weapons maker, looking to interrogate him to find Surkov.
Liz: Do you know how I got Ghaffari to talk so quickly? I told him Surkov was dead. No proof, just the word of my
source. The minute I told him, he knew it was true.
Ressler: Agent Calhoun, there’s a bomb somewhere in Virginia waiting to be detonated in Surkov’s name. We
believe Reuther is going to detonate it.
Calhoun: Tobias Reuther is a patriot–
Liz: He’s a terrorist. … If you don’t tell us where to find him, he’s gonna commit an act of terror on US soil.
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[ The Post Office ]
Cox: Do you trust your intel on Surkov?
Liz: 100%. …
Cox: I always thought Surkov’s death would be cause for cele- bration. But if he is dead
and a group of CIA-trained assets has taken his place–
[ Knock on door ]
Aram: Sir? Uh, Director Cox. Hello. Uh, the only prints they could pull from the safe house in Pančevo were partials, but we got a match. Uh, the man we’re looking for, Agent Reuther, uh, his real name is Agent Brian Osterman.
Cooper: Does that name mean anything? Director Cox, who is Brian Osterman?
Cox: [ Sighs ]
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Red: Cheer up, Lou. I’m in your debt.
Lou: A lot of good that’ll do me if anyone finds out I did this.
Red: Yes, yes, yes, yes. Giving me this evidence is vital and much appreciated.
Lou: Giving?
Red: But what Coco and I have been up to is a revelation.
Lou: I need to get that back – before anyone knows it’s missing.
Red: She’s always welcome to come in for a grooming,
free of charge.
Lou: You really got to return that.
Red: Oh, and her ointments–
Lou: Ointments?
Red: Ointments. Funny word. Twice a day, three times on her inner folds. Coco, the pleasure was all mine, sweetheart.
[ Coco barks ] [ Coco panting, whimpers ]
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[ Red goes through the evidence file ] [ Keys jingle ]
Red: The suitcase key.
Dembe: So Kate entrusted it to Nik.
Red: But who did Nik entrust it to, and why did he get killed for it?
[ Red flips open Nik’s phone. It has a message to call L— ]
Red: And who might you be?
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[The Post Office, an interrogation room]
Cox: Brian Osterman was one of our own – one we no longer consider a trusted asset. … [I]n ’08, he broke from the Agency, – and we issued a burn notice.
Calhoun: No, that’s not possible.
Cox: He became disillusioned, went dark. He’s been off the grid for the past six years. If Surkov is, in fact, dead, and Osterman is now carrying out missions in his name, then we’re dealing with a very dangerous man – one whom you have assisted in carrying out attacks against
this country. …
Calhoun: The- the others, the team– He recruited us to the Agency.
Cooper: He lied to you, to get you to help him attack the US. You and your team are Ilyas Surkov. You just didn’t know it. But you do now, and you can help us stop him.
Calhoun: We have a staging area in Ivy City. I can take you there. …
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Liz: [ On phone ] The safe house has been scrubbed.
Red: Nothing on Osterman or his team?
Liz: Just an empty file stamped “Cyclone.” That’s it. [H]e’s in the wind with a lethal weapon we can’t find and a target that could be anywhere.
Red: That’s what you don’t know. Focus on what you do.
Liz: We know the weapon was designed to pierce Kevlar, plus the “Cyclone” files. It could be a code name, a mission, a person–
Red: Any point of intersection? Kevlar, Cyclone. … If it’s not a person or place–
Liz: It’s a target. Not law enforcement, but military. A target hard enough to design a weapon to penetrate it. Not steel, but Kevlar.
Red: Good. A military hard target made of a composite material.
Liz: I need to call you back.
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Liz: Aram, I need you to run a search. Any ships in the Navy, the Coast Guard – whoever the Pentagon has build ships with the name “Cyclone” that are made of a composite material similar to Kevlar.
Aram: All right, hang on. Okay, I have a Cyclone-class patrol ship.
Liz: Tell me about them.
Aram: 14 ships – 10 are deployed in the Persian Gulf, 3 are doing drug interdiction off the coast of Florida, and this last one– Okay, yeah, the USS Parnell is at its home port.
Liz: Where is that?
Aram: Norfolk.
Liz: Virginia. …
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Tom: I’m not here for the trial. … I’m here for information about Pete McGee. He had a lot of family photos in his office, but only one placed where he could always see it. And I didn’t think there was anything special about it until I realized that it was taken by someone very special to him.
Lena: It’s not what you think. I can’t help you.
Tom: I need to find him. He took something from me that doesn’t belong to him – something that is only gonna bring him trouble. …
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Ressler: [ Over comms ] Aram, we’re on site. Talk to me.
Aram: All right, I’ve notified Port Authority and Naval Installations Command. …
Samar: Any word on Osterman or his team?
Aram: Nothing yet. …
O’Neil: Matthew O’Neil, NCIS. What do you know?
Ressler: Look, there’s a threat against one of your coastal patrol ships, the USS Parnell. …
Aram: Um, Agent Keen? … NCIS just got a ping on an alias that Calhoun was able to confirm was one of Osterman’s. It appears access has been granted to a Human Resources office between Powhatan Ave and Pier 11.
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[ Liz and Samar enter the Human Resources office. They separate. Liz comes upon Osterman/Reuther ]

Liz: Stand down, Osterman.
Osterman/Reuther: You have no idea what you’re in the middle of.
Liz: We know about you, Osterman. We know about Surkov, your team. It’s over.
Osterman/Reuther: Surkov’s dead, but I’m not using him as cover. The CIA is.
Liz: I said stand down.
Osterman/Reuther: When an asset reported Surkov had died from cancer, Cox thought we could use his name to do America’s dirty work.
Liz: Cox?
Osterman/Reuther: I was on board at first. Pretty soon it became clear the jobs we were doing, we weren’t doing America’s dirty work. We were doing Cox’s. That he’d turned. Tried to plug the plug, but Cox discredited me and convinced our superiors to issue a burn notice. …
Cox has to be stopped.
Liz: Step away from your weapon.
Duke: [ On comms incoming ] Got him. He’s at your 11:00. It’s him.
Osterman/Reuther: See that man down there with the
black backpack? He’s a CIA asset here to plant the bomb Cox bought from Ghaffari. My team is here to stop him.
Duke: You have a shot? Take the shot.
Liz: Why would he blow up a chemical plant and an American ship?
Osterman/Reuther: False-flag operations.
Liz: Even if you’re telling the truth, you’re asking me to let you shoot a CIA agent who’s following orders. I can’t let you do that. …
Osterman/Reuther: You gonna shoot me in the back of the head, Agent Keen?
Liz shoots 💥 wounding Osterman/Reuther in the arm.
Liz: [ Over comms ] I have Osterman in custody. Human Resources, third floor. We’re gonna need a medic. … [ To Osterman/Reuther: ] Looks like you were wrong.
[ Explosion 💥🔥💥 ] [ People scream ] [ Alarms sounding, Sirens wailing ]
Osterman/Reuther: You believe me now?

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Cooper: You lied to me. Osterman isn’t the imposter. He was hunting the imposter – you.
Cox: Osterman is a rogue agent who’s acted against our national interests.
Cooper: That ship was never your target.
Cox: No. The blast severed an undersea communications cable running from Naval Station Norfolk to our allies across the Atlantic – a cable that had been compromised by Chinese counterintelligence. Now, if we had simply ceased sending intel, it would have tipped our hand.
Cooper: So instead, you sacrificed the life of one of your agents.
Cox: It was a directional device, Harold. My agent survived, as have all the agents I’ve tasked with taking out our enemies.
Cooper: Like the plant foreman in Leeds?
Cox: He was leaking classified intel from one of our private military contractors to Russian assets. Our team hid the ops behind Surkov attacks, and in both cases, we avoided escalating international conflicts.
Cooper: At what cost?
Cox: At any cost, Harold!
Cooper: I hate to disappoint you, but like Osterman, I see things differently. I see diplomatic solutions. I see a way to get results without false-flag operations. But you and I both know that a terrified population means a healthy
defense budget. … You have been operating without oversight until now. I’ve given my superiors a full overview of this investigation. I hope, for your sake, they agree that your actions were in America’s best interests. I doubt they will.
Cox: Time will tell.
Cooper; Close the door on your way out.
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[ The elevator doors open. Osterman/Reuther steps out in handcuffs with Ressler and Samar ]
Cox: [ Sighs ] You have done more harm than you could possibly know.
Osterman/Reuther: I’m counting on it. And it’ll be worth it if it stops you.
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[ Liz and Tom are attending the graveside service for Nik Korpal. Liz sees Red some distance away. She walks over to him ]
Liz: You’re here.
Red: So many people find cemeteries to be a reminder of loss. I find them to be a fervent reminder to seize the day.
Liz: I’m surprised to see you here.
Red: Nik Korpal saved my life, brought Agnes into this world. I came to pay my respects. How are you holding up?
Liz: I’ve been better. About how he died– Did you find
anything out?
[ Red sees Tom. As Tom walks up to Liz, Red walks off ]
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Tom: Reddington was a surprise.
Liz: [ Sighs ] He appreciates what Nik’s done for him. And he knows Nik may have been killed because of it. He’s willing to look into who did it.
Tom: He is? Has he found anything?
Liz: Not yet, but it sounds like he has a lead.
Tom: What kind of lead? Was he more specific?
Liz: [ Voice breaking ] We’ve lost so many friends. I
Tom: Listen, Reddington’s a vigilante. All right? And I’m pretty sure there’s a one per family rule.
Liz: [ Exhales ] I think Meera is buried here. I’d like to pay my respects.
Tom: All right. You want company?
Liz: I’d like to go alone, if you don’t mind.
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[ The Post Office, Cooper’s office ]
Aram: Hey, uh– about, uh, what happened in Belgrade– … When, um, Agent Navabi was taken– uh, she could’ve been hurt. … I wasn’t prepared, sir. I didn’t know how
to react. And then, with the shootout at the safe house–
Cooper: Aram, I understand. It was an oversight on my part to place you in danger like I did. …
Aram: No, no, you don’t understand. … I’d like to request to be operationally trained, sir. …
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Lena: … He hasn’t been to work in a week. He hasn’t called. His divorce is gonna be finalized next month, and we’re gonna get married. I’m worried something might have happened. I changed my mind because I want him found.
[ Razor buzzing ] [ Pete is shaving his head. His left hand is wrapped in a bloody bandage ]
Tom: Whatever your reason is for wanting to do that, I don’t care, as long as you’re willing to help. Tell me everything you can about Pete. …
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Dembe: The person who answers may not know the secret.
Red: No, but they might.
[ Phone dialing ]
Red: Wonder what can of worms we’re opening now.
[ Dial tone ] [ Cellphone ringing ]
Tom: Hello? Who is this?
[ Red freezes, then quickly flips the phone shut ]
[ Phone beeps ]


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Blurb: Creating scarcity to drive up prices takes a deadly turn as a mother’s love is tested. Red seeks new “business ventures” while Nik finds himself sucked inexorably into Tom’s, Liz’s and Red’s orbits.

[ Red shows Liz a newspaper article ]
Liz: [ Reads aloud ] “Champion racehorse and trainer die in stable fire.”
Red: Fitzpleasure was the greatest European racehorse in a generation. His stud price was set at 150,000 euros, but he only covered a single mare before the fire. One. Which is why I know he was murdered. …
Liz: It doesn’t say anything here about murder or arson.
Red: In horse breeding, genes are everything, and Fitzpleasure had the best ones. His owners stood to make millions spreading his seed.
Now he’s dead, and another owner is conveniently
positioned to reap the windfall. The owner of Fitzpleasure’s only offspring. … The last white rhino, the final dodo bird – the only surviving member of a group or species is called an endling. You’re not looking for a horse killer, Elizabeth, you’re in search of the endling himself – the nom de plume of the legendary creator of one-of-a-kind items.

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Liz: » Baghdad, 2015. An RPG took down a private plane carrying the only two known statues of the Sumerian goddess Inanna. Four crew members were killed in the crash, leaving the only other statue in private hands.
» Turkey, 2016. A nursery cultivating a unique species of drought-resistant barley was stolen and three botanists were murdered. …
Liz: Reddington believes her next target is on U.S. soil.

Cooper: “Her”?
Ressler: Well, according to the report from the Irish authorities, the trainer who died in the fire, he had a visitor just before the incident – woman of Middle Eastern descent, early 30s …
Cooper: The best way to find her is by talking to the people who benefit from her actions. … Do we know the owner?
Aram: Yep. Caleb Hess – CEO of an international security contracting firm based in Hanover, Maryland.

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Caleb Hess: Yes, I benefited from the tragedy.
Ressler: Your horse tripled in value overnight. That’s not a benefit. That’s a windfall.
Hess: Call it what you like. It’s still a tragedy I had nothing to do with. …
Samar: The woman – who is she?
Hess: She never said anything about murder. All she said was that she could increase my foal’s value. She didn’t say how. …
Ressler: So, how did you pay her?
Hess: She didn’t want money. She wanted information.
Ressler: What kind of information?
Hess: Security protocols we put in place for the daughter of a king.
Samar: Who is she?
Hess: Princess Sonya of Montenegro. My firm trained her team years ago. …
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Cooper: What does the endling want with European royalty?
Liz: The princess is the sole heir to the throne. If she dies, the royal family dies with her. …
Aram: Okay, according to the Diplomatic Security Service, Princess Sonya is here in DC to deliver a speech at the UNESCO Conference, and she has a room block at the Greylock Hotel in downtown DC under the name Elise Wolf.
Cooper: Aram, alert hotel security. Ressler, Samar, Keen get to that hotel now. …
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[ Liz is viewing real-time feed of hotel halls and stairwells ]
[ Nirah opens an electrical cabinet. A security man tries to intervene. She tases him⚡️]
[⚡️ Electricity crackles⚡️ The security feeds go blank ]
Liz: We lost the feeds! We need to get her out of there
right now! …
[ Ressler and Samar enter the Princess’s room ]
Princess Sonya: What’s going on?
Samar: Princess Sonya, there’s been a breach. I need you to come with us.
[ Alarm blaring; they run down the hall ]
Ressler: We’ve got the princess. We’re on the move.
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[ Nirah Ahmad knocks on a hotel door ]
Nirah: Ana Dewan?
Ana Dewan: Yes?
Nirah: Diplomatic security. Please come with me. The princess needs you. Please! It’s urgent!
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[ Samar, Princess Sonya and others hurry through the lobby. The Princess stops ]
Samar: Are you all right?
Princess Sonya: Wait. Ana. … Ana. We can’t leave Ana.
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[ A car awaits ]
Nirah: Hurry. Please hurry. Get in.
[ Ana gets into the back seat. Nirah tases her ⚡️]
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Pete McGee: I was able to pull a sample off the bones and run a DNA sequence, which, when you think about it, is pretty remarkable considering the–
Tom: Did you get a name?
Pete: No. None of the databases I searched had a match.
Tom: Even the federal DNA database?
Pete: CODIS is a two-step process, and I can’t get past
step one. I can run the search remotely which is super illegal but that will only get you a match. To get an identity, you need a Fed to authorize the request. …
Nik: Whatever you’re thinking–
Tom: I could just take her credentials.
Nik: Stop thinking it.
Tom: She doesn’t even have to know.
Nik: That’s a terrible idea.
Pete: An ID would work.

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[Ana Dewan lies on a hospital bed unconscious]
Dr Dresner: So, I’ve started her on Epogen, B12, testosterone. If she responds like the others, I’ll have her up to the desired volume soon.
Nirah: Alert your team. I want them ready when I return.
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Red is up late, eating out of a jar of peanut butter, when he hears clatter. He observes two men enter the house he is renting. He gently knocks on Dembe’s door. Dembe appears. Red holds up two fingers.
Dembe easily subdues the two men.
Red: Hello, there.
Dembe: Somebody knows we’re here.
Red: Pity. I was just starting to feel at home.
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Red: I need a name. The person who hired you.
Sven: No one. We weren’t hired.
Red: Proverbs 21, verse 10 – Solomon’s dissertation on the wicked and the company they keep. Do you know it?
Sven: Proverbs?
Red: Stirs up more passion than any other verse we study in Talmud class. “There is no honor among thieves.” I disagree. A few thieves have been among the most
honorable men I have ever known. What about you – Sven – are you an honorable man?
Sven: Uh- yeah. I think so. Hmm.
Red: Let’s put that to the test, shall we?
[ Dembe, flashing the brass knuckles on his right hand, goes into a nearby room ]
[ Sounds of beating, groaning ]
Red: I need a name.
Sven: The Mailman. That’s all I know. Nash talked to him. The Mailman sent us. …
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[ The Post Office ]
Cooper: … [U]nderstanding why Ana was targeted is our best chance of getting her back safely. Can you think of any reason why someone would target your assistant instead of you?
Princess Sonya: … I’m pregnant. My child will be second in line to the throne. If something happens to me while I’m pregnant, if I need emergency surgery,
Ana was here to provide a transfusion.
Cooper: Why not get one at a hospital?
Princess: I have Lutheran B-negative blood. It’s a rare type. There’s no guarantee they would have it.
Samar: But Ana does. That’s why you keep her around? She’s a walking blood bank?
Princess: Actually, Ana and I don’t have the same blood type.
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Cooper: You’re telling me seven people in the world have Ana’s blood type? Seven? Out of 7 billion?
Aram: Incredible, right? That is why it is known as golden blood. …
Ressler: And golden blood is compatible with the princess’ blood type.
Aram: With any rare blood types. It is the only known universal donor which, obviously, makes its life-saving capabilities enormous. … And, according to the Rare Blood Database, two have gone missing within the last three months. … In this country, I see one. Ethan Isaacs, currently in the ICU at DC Mercy Hospital.
Cooper: Samar, Ressler get there. …
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Red: I received two unexpected packages at my residence last night.
Tony: Did you bring the packages with you, sir?
Red: I’m afraid they’re rather large.
[ Red shows him a photo of Sven and Nash ]
Red: They said The Mailman sent them. Imagine my surprise when I realized they meant an actual mailman.
Tony: Yeah. I got no idea who they are.
Red: Let me refresh your memory – they’re the men you sent to kill me. …
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[ At Mercy Hospital, Nirah Ahmad greets Ethan Isaacs’ parents ]
Dana Isaacs: Ethan was hoping he’d see you before we take him home.
Nirah: How’s he doing?
John Isaacs: Kid’s a fighter, but, um there’s nothing more the doctors can do but make him comfortable.
Nirah: Yeah. I know. I heard.
Dana: He’s always hated hospitals, so– This way he can
be in his room, with us. …
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[ At Ethan’s bedside ]
Nirah: [ Whispers ] Hey, kiddo. Do you want to get out of here? [ Ethan nods ] Yeah? Do you want to go home? Okay. Okay.

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[ Elevator Bell rings ]
Ressler: Agent Ressler, FBI. We’re looking for Ethan Isaacs.
John Isaacs: What’s wrong? What does the FBI want with our son?
Samar: We have reason to believe that Ethan is being targeted for abduction. …
[ They check his room: Nathan’s bed is empty ]
Ressler: Start lockdown procedure now. Go!


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[ Nirah and Nathan get in a car ]
Nathan: Where are we … ? Where’s my mommy?
Nirah: Sweetheart, please. Just get some rest.
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[ Tony (the Mailman) gets in his car ]
[ Engine won’t turn over, sputters ] [ Red gets in the passenger seat ]
Tony: Oh! Hey, come on. What are you doing?
Red: When I was 17 and heading off to the Naval Academy, I sent the most extravagant love letter to Sarah Ellen Winstead. She never replied. To this day, I remain convinced that the post office failed to deliver it, and that if your colleagues had simply done their jobs, the entire arc of my life might have been different. I might have been thinner and living in Maine.
Tony: You do realize that harassing a federal employee is a felony, right?
Red: I’ll add it to the list. Drive.
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Liz: … We’re going for dinner tonight.
[ They hug. Tom slips his hand in Liz’s purse and takes out her badge ]
Tom: What do you mean? You can’t stay for lunch?
Liz: No. I’m sorry. I got a call in the parking lot. It was Aram. He said we had a break in the case.
Tom: You don’t have to explain. …
[ Tom photographs Liz’s badge ]
Tom: Yeah, well, you are not a normal person. You don’t have a normal job, and that’s okay,
’cause that’s what I love about you.
Liz: You said you loved normal.
Tom: Well, I did. And I do. But normal. Abnormal. Deviant. Whatever you are, I love – except hurt, all right? So go save the day, catch the bad guy, whatever you got to do. Just don’t get yourself shot. … Hey! Can I get one more of those?
[ They hug again. Tom slips Liz’s badge back in her into her purse ] …
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Aram: All right, after reviewing Ethan’s medical file, I found something interesting. Prior to 2011, it’s blank.
Samar: How can that be? He’s nine? …
Aram: The Isaacs adopted Ethan in 2010 through an NGO that briefly brought Syrian children to the U.S. Ethan Isaacs was born Shahir Ahmad in 2008 in Dahar, Syria, to this woman – Nirah Ahmad.
Samar: Ethan was taken by his mother.
Aram: And adoption records indicate that she has the same rare blood type as her son. …
Ressler: So, why didn’t she leave with her son?
Aram: To fight for her country. She was an active member of the Free Syrian Army until she disappeared in 2014.
Liz: Right after Ethan got sick.
Ressler: Three months before her first attack.
Cooper: Where are we on locating her?
Aram: When I ran her photo against the images taken from the traffic cams near the hospital, I found this.
[ Photo of Nirah and Nathan in car ]
Samar: Do we have an ID on the driver?
Aram: I am still working on that.
Ressler: According to his file, Ethan has progressive idiopathic myocarditis. Now, the procedure that could save his life would require transfusions of golden blood that the hospital just
couldn’t provide. Ethan was being sent home to die.
Liz: Instead, his mother kidnapped him.
Samar: After kidnapping two other golden bloods.
Liz: We’ve been looking at this all wrong. She’s not kidnapping them to create an endling, she’s doing it so
that they’ll have enough golden blood to perform the procedure.
Aram: And it’s not just the blood she’ll need. Myocarditis requires a heart transplant. …
Cooper: I want this woman found before she starts butchering people to save her son.
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Ethan: Where are we? … I want my mommy.
Nirah: I’m right here, my darling. And when this is all over, I’ll explain everything to you, okay? I promise. All you need to know is I did everything to protect you. …
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Tom: How long till you ID the bones?
Pete: Way you’re all lathered up, you’d think we were looking at the bones of Osama bin Laden. …
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Red: I have enemies. People who want to kill me. Why is not your concern. What matters is that, when it comes to my security, I take extraordinary precautions. Tigger and Pooh violated those precautions at your direction. I assumed it was to kill me. If it wasn’t, I need you to tell me why they did it.
Tony: It wasn’t to kill you. When people go away, they put their mail on hold, right? We keep a list – it’s a hold
list of who’s away and how long they’re gonna be away for. And then, while they’re gone, we rob them. That’s it. …
Red: The hold lists. Does every post office in the country have them?
Tony: Yeah. I suppose so. …
Red: [ Chuckling ] What a marvelous idea. Really marvelous. …
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[ Doorbell rings ]
Liz: The endling’s name is Nirah Ahmad. She has a sick child who needs a heart transplant. My gut tells me that every attack she’s responsible for has been to finance this procedure. … We have a photo, that’s it.
[ Liz shows Red the photo of Nirah, Nathan and the driver ]
Liz: [W]e don’t know black-market medicine. You do.
Red: I’ve seen him before.
Liz: Do you know where to find him?
Red: No, but I know who might. Let me grab my hat. This should be fun. …
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Liz: Where are we? What is this place?
Red: The private clinic of Dr Melissa Lomay, general surgeon and owner and proprietor of Doctors Without Morals, the first choice in healthcare for the career criminal. Mm, such nimble fingers. Brings back memories.
Dr Melissa Lomay: Mm. Raymond. How’s your ass?
Red: Tight as a drum, thanks to you. We were camping
in the altogether under the most delightful autumn moon in the Forest of Dean when a wild pig [ Laughing ] came out of nowhere and gored my left flank, so to speak. And Melissa here not only slew the beast and salved my wound with a honey of–
Dr Lomay: Yarrow.
Red: –yarrow compress, but also made the most scrumptious pork pie in the monarchy. …
Liz: I’ve hired Mr. Reddington to find someone.
Red: One of your employees – Dr. Felix Dresner, if I’m remembering correctly.
Dr Lomay: He’s on a job.
Liz: Where? …
Dr Lomay: What has he done?
Red: The less you know, the better. We simply need a location. …
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[ Red, Liz and Dembe beat Ressler and Samar to the clandestine operating room ]
[ Ana Dewan and Nathan are under anesthesia as the surgery is about to begin ]
Liz: Step away from the tables! Hands! Everyone, hands where I can see them!
Nirah: No. No. Keep going.
Liz: I know you’re trying to save your son, but I can’t let you hurt these people in order to do it.
Nirah: I will not let him die. … You know the hospital can’t help.
Red: I know someone who can.
Liz: [ Whispers ] What are you talking about?
Red: Is there a force in the universe more powerful than a mother’s love for her child? The miracles of modern medicine pale in comparison. Can be life-saving. But not here. Not now. The next people who come storming in here will be throwing you all in paddy wagons. The best chance your son has is if we leave. Now.
Nirah: Leave? … No. Without the doctor or a viable heart, we can’t– …
Red: I’m asking the impossible for you to trust a complete stranger with the well-being of your son. But if you stay here, the authorities will take him and he will die. Please. Trust me.
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Liz: Three patients for emergency evac.
Ressler: Keen? What’s going on? Where’s Nirah?
Liz: She and her son escaped before I got here.

Ressler: All right, I want birds in the air, units at every intersection in a two-mile radius. I want this woman found.

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Red: I need your services.
Nik: No.
Red: It wasn’t a request. …
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Nurse: The bypass machine is ready – patient’s prepped. Soon as we have the donor heart, we can proceed.
Red: The heart is already here.
Nirah: [ To Nathan ] You know, the day that you were born, I was also born. [ Sobs ] It was the day I discovered the true meaning of my life was just to love and protect you forever.
[ Red pulls out his gun ]
Nik: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing? You cannot kill this woman to save that boy.
Red: Agreed. I have no intention of killing her.
[ He hands his gun to Nirah ]
Nirah: Strange – I always knew a golden blood would have to die to save his life [ Voice breaking ] but I just never imagined it would be me. [ 💥 ]
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[ Nik performs the heart transplant ]

Nik: Clear.
[ Nik paddles the transplanted heart to beating ]

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Liz: What’s the end game? Nirah sacrifices herself to save her son, and then what? There has to be an ulterior
motive – otherwise, why bother?
Red: I had no veiled intent in giving you this case, just a sincere desire to stop a criminal I believed to be truly reprehensible.
Liz: Now what do you believe?
Red: That a sinner can also be a saint.
Liz: Are we still talking about Nirah?
Red: Given the same circumstances, I’d like to think I’d be as brave as her. I know I’d want to be.
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Liz: How is he?
Nik: He’s alive, for now. His heart’s beating on its own. An ambulance is on its way to take him to a proper hospital. If he makes it through the night, he has a chance.
Liz: Thank God.
Red: I’m in your debt.
Nik: Can I collect on it now?
Red: Name your price.
Nik: Never call me again – either of you.
Liz: Nik – you don’t mean that.
Nik: He’s the country’s most-wanted criminal.
Liz: He’s my father.
Nik: Which excuses nothing.
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Cooper: An hour ago, Ethan Isaacs was brought back to the hospital. But you already knew that, didn’t you?
Liz: Yes.
Cooper: Which means you also know Nirah Ahmad was also brought in –
for an autopsy to determine who shot her in the head and transplanted her heart into her son’s body.
Liz: She shot herself.
Cooper: You lied to your partners. Told them you didn’t know where Nirah and her son were, when you not only knew where they were, you conspired with Reddington to arrange an unauthorized operation.
Liz: If I hadn’t, Ethan would be dead.
Cooper: And his mother would be alive.
Liz: A criminal died to save the life of a child. I’m okay with that.
Cooper: Who cares if you’re okay with it? You don’t get to decide who lives and who dies. Neither does Reddington. This was his idea, wasn’t it?
Liz: Yes, and I agreed with him. …
Cooper: Elizabeth, you know how much I care about you. As much as if you were my own daughter. But you’re not, you’re his, and I would be lying if I said that didn’t make me concerned. … I’m watching you, Elizabeth. …

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Tom: I don’t like it. [Pete]’s got the bones. He’s got the connection to CODIS. I mean, I could practically see the dollar signs in his eyes earlier today. What if he screws us?
Nik: Look, his place is on my way home. I’ll swing by, see what’s going on. …
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Red: Anthony. Welcome back.
Tony: Look, if this is about you wanting a piece of my business–
Red: It’s not.
Tony: Okay, good.
Red: It’s about me taking over your business.
Tony: Yeah- No! No! That’s not happening!
Red: Right now, you have 100% of a business that clears maybe $50,000, $100,000 a year – maybe. I’m offering you 10% of a business that will clear 100 times that.
Tony: How you gonna do that?
Red: The value of your information isn’t in what you are able to take out of these houses, it’s in who you’re
able to put in them. Reliable safe houses are incredibly hard to find and always at a premium. … If you can secure hold lists in every state, we’ll have a network of reliable hideouts stretching all across the country. Can you get the lists?
Tony: Yeah. I could do that. … So, I– we are gonna be rich?
Red: Obscenely. In the meantime, what do you have available for tomorrow night?
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[ Nik arrives at Pete McGee’s apartment. He knocks, but this action causes the unlocked door to open, creaking. Cautiously, Nik enters the darkened room ]
Nik: Pete?
[ Nik goes over to the computer and looks at the screen ]
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Liz: I’m terrified to admit it. I don’t want to admit it. But it’s true.
Tom: No, it’s not. Look, Liz, you’re kind, and you’re decent and honest. Reddington is not decent. He’s dishonest and he’s dangerous.
Liz: Reddington and I got Nik involved in something he never should’ve been a part of.
Tom: Nik’s a big boy. He can take care of himself.

[ Someone grabs Nik from behind, choking him ]

Liz: I know he can, but ultimately, it’s my responsibility.
Nik would’ve never been involved with Reddington if it weren’t for me.

[ Nik struggles but his efforts are fruitless ]

And he’s been a good friend to us and I just feel like we’re never gonna see him again. …
Tom: He’ll come around. He will. Just give him some time. It’ll be fine.

[ Nik falls to the floor. His eyes stare blankly ]
[ The assailant takes the suitcase with the bones and leaves ]


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Blurb: Red has been winning, then losing, the winning Cooper over again with his madcap approach to restoring his empire. Liz has decidedly mixed feelings, having enjoyed the fun of taking down Greyson Blaise while knowing it was crazy and wrong. Tom, in the meantime, has witnessed a murder in which Red’s ruthlessness was evident – ruthlessness that it certain to be visited on him if Red finds out he is in possession of the mysterious suitcase containing a skeleton.


[ Two policemen break down the door of Scottie Stansbury’s apartment ]
Officer McGinnis: Baltimore PD. Come out, Stansbury. We got a warrant.
Officer Parker: We know you’re here, Scottie. …
[ The two officers separate. McGinnis finds Scottie in the kitchen ]
Scottie: Ah, please. I-If you take me in and my parole officer finds out I’ve been using–
[ Officer McGinnis is training his gun directly at Stansbury ]
Scottie: W- what’s going on?
McGinnis: I’m sorry, Scottie.

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[ A woman gets in his car with Officer McGinnis, hands him a slip of paper ]
McGinnis: You sure nobody followed you?
Miss Rebecca Thrall: Password to the account. Funds are now available.
McGinnis: [ Sighs ] I didn’t think it’d be this bad. …
Thrall: You’ve done your job. Now let me do mine.
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[ Returning to his room at the Terrace Vista Motor Lodge, Red sees it has been broken into. He turns around and knocks on the door of another room ]
Piper: What’s up, buttercup? You finally change your mind, decide to join me and Gary tonight in the hot tub?
Red: Yeah. Uh, tonight? Maybe. … I locked myself out of my room. I was hoping I might use your phone.
Piper: Oh, yes, of course, silly. Get in here. You coming to social hour tonight? Gonna bring Daddy’s favorite little pickle-bites. …
Red: Dariush! It’s Bruno. I’m sorry. I- I somehow locked myself out of my room.
[ Looking down on the central court Red sees three thugs walking around the pool ]
Red: I was hoping– Oh right. No. Oh, no, that’s fine. That would be gre– Wait.
I found it now! Never mind. I- Yeah, right here, in my pocket of all places. Okay. I’m sorry. Thank you.
Piper: I’ll tell Gary we’ll hot tub at 8:00.
Red: Don’t forget the pickle-bites.
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[ Red returns to his room, enters cautiously. On the mirror in the bathroom is written in soap “RIVERA WANTS YOU” ]
Red: [ On phone ] Dembe. Yeah. Did you get a plate number? Okay.
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Tom: Who is this guy anyways? I mean, what kind of “medical expert” agrees to help covertly identify human remains? …
Nik: He was the smartest kid at Harvard during my residency. Then he sort of dropped out. Today he’s plugged in to some kind of network of criminal drug activities. You two should get along swimmingly.
Pete: What up, Nikky? [ Sniffles ] … You must be –
Tom: Tom.
Pete: Cool fake name. You a cop? …
Nik: He is not a cop. And you are the smartest guy I’ve ever met … so I know you’re smart enough to run this DNA test, take the money you clearly need, and keep your mouth shut.
Pete: Look, those remains, if they’re damaged like you say – exposed to air, natural elements – then pulling DNA might be difficult. …
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Liz: Dembe told me you moved out of your hotel?
Red: Sadly, my time at the Terrace Vista has run out.
Liz: So, what, you’re apartment hunting?
Red: Yes. While you go on a hunt for some dirty cops. I believe the unfortunate incident with Officer McGinnis was far more than the stuff of headlines. I believe it was premeditated murder. …
Liz: McGinnis a paid-for killer. But according to this article, he has a clean record.
Red: The perfect alibi – an officer well-respected by his peers, paid by your government to carry a weapon to protect and serve the citizenry.
Liz: Killer cops for hire? Who’s hiring them? …
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Liz: Andrew McGinnis. He’s a rookie officer without a blemish on his record. The victim was Scott Stansbury who spent 20 years bouncing between prison cells, parole hearings, and rehab.
Samar: What about the pistol? The one Reddington said was planted?

Aram: It was registered to another owner who reported it stolen three weeks ago ….
Ressler: Look [ Sighs ] I know it’s not politically correct right now to say this, but, uh cops don’t kill people, they protect them.
Cooper: Most of them do. But the ones who let anger and emotion, prejudice and carelessness affect their behavior are every good cop’s worst nightmare. … [T]alk to McGinnis …

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Liz: You kicked the door down even though you got no response?
Officer McGinnis: No, ma’am, we went in because we had a warrant. The guy violated parole on a drug conviction.
Ressler: And when you got inside? …
McGinnis: Parker went one way. I went the other.
Liz: And that’s where you saw him?
McGinnis: Right. He was dumpin’ evidence – dope probably – down the drain. He saw me, pulled a gun. … He fired first. Two shots. So I returned. …
Liz: Which shot hit him?
McGinnis: Which shot?
Liz: He was hit once. You said you fired twice. I assume you remember which missed and which didn’t.

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Liz: He’s dirty.
Ressler: Why do you say that?
Liz: Said he shot twice and the second shot hit him.
Ressler: Well, that’s odd, it’s always the second shot that goes high, off the kick of the first.
Liz: Like I said – he’s dirty.
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Rebecca Thrall: Did you miss me, sweetheart?
[ The man nods, his body tenses, lurching forward against the restraints ]
Thrall: Aw, that’s nice. So nice. I missed you, too.
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Red: Word to the not-so-wise– When you come for someone, don’t show up in a rental car under your own name with a local address.
Chief Thug: [ Spanish accent ] You never delivered the guns. Two months Rivera is fighting BLO without them.
Red: Well, he won’t get them if I’m dead. …
Thug: Our brothers are dying – because of you. They cannot defend themselves. …
Red: He’ll have his guns within 36 hours.
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Dembe: A shipment of guns? You have no guns.
Red: Or money to buy them.
Dembe: Or a plane to deliver them in. This is impossible.
Red: No, Dembe – that periodontist from Tarkio? She was impossible. This is simply improbable.
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Miss Rebecca Thrall: I want to make my clients’ position clear – their son was unarmed when he was shot.
Ressler: Tell that to the cop that he shot at.
Mr Stansbury: A cop murdered our son!
Liz: If that’s what our investigation determines, that officer may well go to prison.
[ Ressler’s cellphone vibrates. Text: “Chrysler lhs at metro impound lot. Need you to pick up” ]
Mrs Stansbury: … When Scottie was a little boy, we
didn’t have money. We moved to this dump of a place– We didn’t know about the lead paint. It made him so sick. …
[ Ressler’s cellphone vibrates again. Text: “I need it NOW.” ]
Thrall: The lead paint in their unit left Scott cognitively impaired. We sued and were awarded a structured settlement worth a little under half a
million dollars. … The money was supposed to be disbursed over decades, almost like a paycheck that would show up every month for Scott.
Mrs Stansbury: But then Waterday showed up, waving $100,000 in front of Scottie. … 20 cents on the dollar. Of course, he didn’t see that. He just saw a check for more money than he ever dreamed of. There ain’t no way that my boy shot at that officer.
[ Ressler’s cellphone vibrates: “You got 5 seconds to call
me or I call your boss…” ] …
Ressler: I-I got to make a phone call.
Prescott: Took you long enough.
Ressler: I’m not your errand boy.
Prescott: No. You’re my indentured servant. And you will be until you repay the debt you owe me for hiding your little mishap with the National Security Advisor’s skull. …
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Liz: [ Whispers ] Hey. What’s going on?
Ressler: Look, a friend of mine, uh– he did something, and instead of coming clean, he’s just digging himself a deeper hole.
Liz: And he needs you to dig himself out?
Ressler: Something like that.
Liz: [ Sighs ] Okay, go. I got this. …
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Glen Carter: [ Calls put ] 83? Number 83? Let’s go, lamb chop. You’re not gettin’ any younger.
Red: I think this is the first time you’ve made it a priority to see me, and I appreciate that. Thank you, Glen. …
Glen: I like pokin’ you in the nose and watching you bristle, but after all you been through – it don’t feel right. The thrill is gone.
Red: It’s been – unpredictable.
Glen: How are the mighty fallen in the midst of battle! I knew you would show up sooner or later, hat in hand,
begging for help from ol’ Jellybean. What do you need?
Red: A million dollars.
Glen: Whoa! Are you dickin’ with me? I’m a government employee. I make 44 grand a year.
Red: Of which you don’t spend a cent. You live with your mother, and I’m confident you’ve amassed quite a nice nest egg from all your various extracurricular activities. … I need a million cash. Not to keep, to borrow. For two days. Glen, please, this is important.
Glen: [ Long pause ] Hey! Who loves ya, baby?
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Liz: Waterday Financial buys a ton of these structured settlements, mostly from people like Scott Stansbury.
Aram: Yeah, people without the cognitive ability to know they’re being duped. …
Samar: Reddington said someone is paying cops to commit murder. Does the financial settlement support
that theory?
Aram: … Waterday doesn’t just buy structured settlements, they also make loans. … And just last month, one of the cops [got] a loan is Officer McGinnis.
Liz: The same cop who shot Scott Stansbury.
Cooper: … That cannot be a coincidence.
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Mr Johnson: Of course it’s a coincidence. Look, we’re a nationwide company. We made over 1,400 home loans in the past fiscal year. 174 of them to cops. …
Liz: We’re gonna need to see the documents pertaining to your structured settlements and the loans you made to the members of the Baltimore Police Department.
Johnson: Do you have a warrant?
Liz: We can get one if you insist.
Johnson: I do insist, and you won’t get one.
Samar: And why is that?
Johnson: Well, because to get one, you’ll need to convince a judge what you think is going on here, which is as obvious as it is offensive – a payoff to a cop to get him to commit murder?
Samar: Is that what it was?
Johnson: [ Scoffs ] [T]he structured settlements that we buy only pay out as long as the victim is alive. Now, we paid Mr. Stansbury $100,000 for his settlement. At the time of his death, we had recouped $62,000. So, sure, someone may have wanted him dead, but not us. …
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Rebecca Thrall: Jennifer, of course you’re conflicted.
Officer Jennifer Serry: I mean, it’s just my sister is sick, but this really crosses a line.
Thrall: No. I-It isn’t only about the money or paying for an operation or even about saving your sister’s life. It’s- It’s also about the victim. His name is Robert Urwiller, and he’s suffering. Robert is cognitively impaired and no settlement amount will ever make him whole. … Statistics show it’s unlikely Robert will even ever make his 45th birthday. But you can let him go. You can end his suffering, and save your sister’s life in the process.
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Smokey Putnam: You busted me out to help you strategize. And I’m telling you, we need a covert landing strip where these boys can belly down a Gulfstream…that ain’t monitored by- by- by- by radar or FAA.
Heddie Hawkins: He doesn’t have the capital for a covert runway–
Smokey: Was I talking to you, gumdrop? …
Heddie: Why don’t you button your lip and figure out where to park the plane?
Smokey: Oh, I got a place.
Heddie: Is that fact? Where?
Smokey: Why don’t you bend over and I’ll show you?
Heddie: Bend over?!
Red: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Listen, you two need to find a covert
runway. I don’t care if you have to build it yourselves, just find it and try not to kill each other in the process.
Red: Tom. Right on cue.
Tom: Liz said you wanted to see me?
Red: Yes. About a certain business venture I’m pursuing. I think you’d fit right in.
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Liz: The AUSA agreed we don’t have enough to get a warrant. [T]hey lost money on the deal plus, we only have one example …
Aram: … [W]e reviewed the class-action lawsuit that Stansbury was a part of. Now, out of 179 plaintiffs, four sold
their settlements to Waterday. Stansbury and these three.
[ Aram brings up photos of three people shot to death ]
Cooper: My God.
Aram: Two were shot by police after high-speed chases. The other charged an officer with a knife. Suicide by cop.
Samar: And the cops they all got loans from Waterday?
Aram: Loans that, as far as we can tell, they’ve never paid back.
Liz: We don’t know why, but Waterday appears to be financing assassinations. …
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Liz: FBI. Step away from your desk.
Samar: Who’s in charge of your cybersecurity?
Secretary: I am. Mr. Johnson’s secretary.
Samar: Where’s your boss?
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Rebecca Thrall: It’s your office.
Johnson: Rhona knows not to call me unless it’s an emergency.
[ Rebecca holds up the phone for him ]
Johnson: Hey, what’s up? A-And they showed you a warrant? And what did they take? Um, you know what? Forget it. I’m on my way in.
Johnson: The FBI just raided the office. Did you hear what I said? The Feds know. They’re pulling the files, Rebecca. What? Rebecca. Come on! Let me up. We’re in trouble.
Thrall: We? They’re pulling your files from your office.
Johnson: Wha- Wait. Wait. Wait, wait, wait! Come on! What are you– Rebecca! Rebecca! Please! …
[ Rebecca pulls his mask over his face and compresses the tube which allows him to breathe ]
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