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[ Vehicle doors close ]
It's fine where it is.
[ Car alarm chirps ]
[ Whirs ]
- [ Groans ] - Oh!
Call a doctor!
Are you all right?
[ Exhales ] Ooh, I'll muddle through.
[ Exhales ] I'm okay.
Braxton-Hicks. I'll be okay, really.
Okay, Jess, easy.
Lurch's hackles are up.
[ Silenced gunshot ]
♪
Let's go, ladies.
[ Keys jangle ]
[ Engine starts ]
[ Tires peal ]
We can't lose that car!
Go! Go!
Hold up!
[ Tires screeching ]
They're half a block back.
Not for long.
[ Engine roaring ]
[ Tires screech ]
[ Horn blares ]
[ Tires screeching ]
[ Reverse signal beeping ]
[ Brakes screech ]
Shame. It was a nice ride.
[ Diamonds clatter ]
♪
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Eddie Rabbitt: ♪ well, I love a rainy night ♪
♪ I love a rainy night ♪
♪ I love to hear the thunder, watch the lightning ♪
♪ when it lights up the sky ♪
♪ you know it makes me feel good ♪
♪ well, I love a rainy night ♪
♪ it's such a beautiful sight ♪
♪ I love to feel the rain on my face ♪
♪ taste the rain on my lips ♪
- ♪ in the moonlight shadows ♪ - Zack!
We've spent the last 40 minutes being regaled with stories
of Abe's latest visit to Phoenix.
Fascinating as it is to hear about the new culinary options
at Sky Harbor Airport,
I don't come here to talk to Abe.
No offense, Abe.
I had some trouble with the missus.
[ Sighs ] You know how it is.
But end of business, your money's gonna be cleaner
than a nun's browser history.
While you're redistributing,
an investment opportunity has come up.
I need funds in that amount.
What are you buying this time?
Another herd of Akhal-Teke horses?
Oh, God no. Although, one could never have enough of those
beautiful animals.
There is, however, a floundering cruise line
in urgent need of a bail out.
Elizabeth!
I'd like to introduce you to one of my accountants,
- Zack Smoll. - I'm an FBI agent.
Mr. Reddington is my CI, which forces me to ignore his crimes,
which will no doubt include murdering you
if either of you ever tell anyone.
On the other hand, I am under no obligation
to ignore your crimes.
So before you commit any while I'm here,
I suggest you all run along.
Hey. [ Snaps fingers ]
[ Men speaking indistinctly ]
Someone over-caffeinated this morning.
You said you had a case.
Your government's Witness Protection list
has been stolen.
You know who stole it?
No, but I know who's going to steal it next.
A stolen luxury vehicle in Atlanta
being pursued by the private security contractors
hired to protect it.
A car with its own security guards?
This was a jewel heist that netted over $10 million
in diamonds perpetrated by a heist crew
known as The Harem.
Ew.
Well, this Harem is an elite group of female thieves
who steal only from other criminals.
And with the Witness Protection list out in the open,
the timing is no coincidence.
Every one of those witnesses would be in danger
if their identities get out.
Which makes the list extraordinarily valuable.
And irresistible to the Harem.
Catch them in the act of stealing it,
and you'll save the lives of everyone on that list.
- How exactly are we supposed to catch them in the act? - You can't.
And if you can't beat them, as the saying goes...
Join them? That's Reddington's plan
to put you undercover in a heist crew?
The Harem is responsible for a number of high-line thefts.
The disappearance of half a dozen paintings
from the Ostergard Museum in Denmark in 2012.
Those thieves were arrested in Luxembourg a year later,
weren't they?
Not before the Harem stole the paintings from them.
Lowry Fool's Gold,
a Mexican drug lord's prized race horse,
went missing in 2014.
Reddington says The Harem auctioned it for $6 million.
And when they hit the National Bank of Belize,
they emptied out the top-secret safety deposit box
of a French arms dealer.
The leader of The Harem is a woman named Margot Rochet.
She's staying at The Fairborne under the alias Kate Morgan.
How do we get her to believe
that you're some kind of elite thief?
Reddington says he knows someone she worked with in the past
who can vouch for me.
What makes you think I know Margot Rochet?
Little birdie told us.
It's the same little birdie who, uh,
told us that you have a brother
doing six years for armed robbery.
You vouch for Agent Keen here and, uh,
maybe Jimmy will get out in time for the Super Bowl.
♪
I knew Margot.
She likes to know the people she works with.
Control.
She'll smell a lie on me a mile away.
We'll go over our story until we forget it's a lie.
You're still gonna have to prove yourself.
Sorry to disturb you, ma'am. I need to check the mini bar.
Oh, I didn't drink anything.
I'm so sorry. Hotel policy.
I can come back later, but I would have to come back.
Oh. Go ahead.
Okay, I will be down in about 10 minutes.
Okay. Yes, I know. Then call him and tell him we'll be back out.
The deal's non-negotiable.
Do nuts count?
Because I had a small bag of salted almonds.
Whatever. I couldn't resist. Sue me.
♪
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[ Indistinct conversations ]
♪
Give me one good reason
I shouldn't take you upstairs right now and kick your ass.
I'll give you 73.
My name's Liz Crawford.
I wanna join The Harem.
And what do you do, Liz Crawford?
I read people.
I tell people exactly what they need to hear
in order to do exactly what I need them to do.
I got oil men in North Dakota
to invest in a bogus casino deal.
Did a couple runaway bride gigs.
Worked with Craig Gaynier.
He could vouch for me.
You're either very good, Liz,
or you're very bad news.
You're not going anywhere till I find out which.
♪
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
Margot, what the hell?
I'm sorry about the restraints, but as I recall,
you never seemed to mind being tied up.
This pretty little thing says you two worked together.
- True? - Yeah.
Liz Crawford.
Real estate con in Tallahassee.
Read the mark like she was his childhood friend.
Wish we had eyes in there.
Take was $2 million.
$2.1.
- Accuracy is everything in this business. - ...everything in this business.
I remember.
There is one boss here.
You do as I say.
And no questions asked.
- I understand. - Good.
Shoot him.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
I'm told the feds are kicking your baby brother
for "good behavior."
And since his behavior is never good,
that means he cut a deal or... [ Gasps ]
- ...or you cut one for him. - That's crazy.
I'd never do that.
Never sell me out to save your own flesh and blood?
I told you to shoot him.
Shoot him yourself.
Margot: I gave you an order.
No, you gave me a test, and I'm gonna tell you why I passed.
You don't need blind followers.
What you're interested in is loyalty.
I worked with Craig. I'm loyal to him.
Take me on, I'll be equally loyal to you.
You are good.
[ Chuckles ]
And you're right. Loyalty is everything.
But I still haven't forgotten Majorca.
Welcome to The Harem!
So we dangled Gaynier out there, and now he's dead.
And after we get that WITSEC list,
Margot will pay for that.
We have intel on the rest of The Harem.
- Aram. - Right, uh, okay,
you already know Margot Rochet. [ Typing ]
She's a former federal corrections administrator.
Has a network of prisoners and guards
trading anything for intel into the criminal world.
That must be how she learned about our deal with Gaynier.
Sasha Lau.
She graduated from Smith in '08.
Couldn't find a job, so she put her degree in actuarial science
to work planning crimes.
She designs the heists.
Jessica Piha is a chameleon.
She can blend into any crowd, but she is impulsive,
an adrenaline junkie.
Aram: I can't ID Emma Knightly. [ Typing ]
We know from the audio on Agent Keen's wire
that she sounds like she's from England,
but other than that, I'm drawing a big blank.
A rackets informant in Witness Protection
was just murdered in Dubuque-- Jordan Pomaville.
Here we go. It's starting.
Tell Reddington. See if he can find who did it.
That person has the list-- or knows where to find it.
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[ Door opens ]
I am sorry I'm late.
Gentlemen.
I'm Carter Wilson.
I spoke with your associate on the phone.
I'm not entirely certain what I can do for you, Mr. Lockhart.
I'll be blunt, Mr. Wilson.
Whistler Cruise Line is sinking.
The band is on deck and warming up "Nearer My God to Thee."
[ Chuckles ]
We're having some difficulties, but--
Running aground on endangered coral reefs,
E. coli at the buffet,
sailing half-empty ships.
Your difficulties are about to land you in bankruptcy court.
How on earth did you hear about that?
Have you ever been to Mont Saint Michel?
Tidal island in Normandy.
The only way in or out used to be a causeway
that disappeared at high tide.
To reach the other side was a matter of
knowing when the tide came in and seizing the opportunity
before it arrived.
I'm afraid I don't follow.
I'm offering you a causeway, Carter.
I bail you out, you transport my cargo.
What kind of cargo?
Could be Dutch tulip bulbs to New York,
ghost guns from Danao.
But instead of hypotheticals, allow me to assure you
that plausible deniability's the best option.
I save your business, you don't look too closely at mine.
♪
[ Groans, sniffles ]
[ Exhales ]
♪
This job is hard.
I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to...
It's for anxiety...
depression, pain.
Mental, physical.
Definitely spiritual.
Well, this should help.
Hair of the dog.
Oh, that wasn't a dog. That was a wooly mammoth.
You're a funny drunk.
Chatty.
Chatty?
Couldn't shut you up.
That's embarrassing.
I mean, how embarrassing was it?
Not embarrassing at all.
Good. That's a relief.
It was more... revealing.
How revealing was it, exactly?
Enough for me to know what you're really about.
Now get some sleep.
We've got a big day tomorrow.
♪
The guy your government was protecting
was murdered by Tony Giannusa.
Giannusa's New Jersey mob.
Justice has a pending racketeering case against him.
Not if their star witness is dead.
If Giannusa gets us to the WITSEC list,
why don't we go after him ourselves?
Because you don't know if he has it
or where to procure it.
If you arrest him, you'll never find out.
Only Agent Keen can ascertain that.
Keen's gone dark. No contact.
You have protocols in place for when she does make contact.
And an understanding that she'd reach out day one.
She didn't.
She will.
But only after she's won their trust.
Keep me informed, Harold.
I want to know when Elizabeth checks in.
- Smoll? - I've tried him twice.
Try again.
I want to know the minute the transfer is complete.
To get the WITSEC list, we need to get Giannusa alone.
We've got leverage over him once we do.
What kind of leverage?
Giannusa had a courier transporting diamonds
through Atlanta.
We stole them. He wants them back.
Yeah, the robbery spooked him.
Now he's hiding behind his security team
at the Vegas Strip.
We're going to Nevada?
No. Giannusa's strip club downtown.
Armed guards here.
And here.
Closed circuit cameras with motion sensors
and night vision.
All we gotta do is figure out a way to get past them.
Or maybe we don't.
♪
Looking for something special?
Woman: Oh, my God. She gave her a diamond.
What's all the racket? I pay you girls to dance,
not stand in the back clucking like a bunch of hens
in hair extensions.
What do you got there, Lexie?
- Whoo. - You know who I am?
I know you're missing 72 stones just like that one.
You want 'em back?
Be at the Menchaca Produce warehouse
- tomorrow morning at 10:00. - [ Gun clicks ]
I don't walk out of here in 30 seconds,
you'll never see your diamonds again.
♪
[ Car doors close ]
Giannusa's not with them.
Pay up.
Bollocks.
You may wanna call your boss.
What the hell are you saying?
Okay-- What?
Slow do-- hey.
Hey, you said the diamonds would be at the warehouse.
No, I didn't.
I said you'd get them back if you went to the warehouse.
You didn't.
Now we get to talk in private.
[ Gunshot ]
This one says she reads people.
Like those, uh, FBI mindhunters who predict behavior.
That's nonsense, right?
But I will be damned if she didn't just predict yours.
Now the diamonds
are in a locker at the bus depot downtown.
You get the locker number and a key
on two conditions.
I'm listenin'.
One, tell us who's got the WITSEC list.
Two, burn this place down.
Did you figure out who's got the list?
Ever heard of the hacker Helldritch?
Of course. The guy's hit political candidates,
government servers.
He's released thousands of classified documents online.
The guy's a national security nightmare.
Where is he?
I don't know.
Giannusa's contact with him was digital.
As soon as we get a location, we move.
So how's that cover holding up?
Margot's on board.
Emma... something's off.
Has Aram had any luck with her background?
No. It's like her ID was professionally scrubbed.
Tell him to keep looking.
I'll do some digging of my own.
I wanna figure out who this woman is.
Something feels off about her.
♪
[ Speaking inaudibly ]
She works for you?
I placed Emma Knightly in The Harem
so she could keep me posted
as to their criminal activities.
So, what? She could tell you what they were planning to steal
so you could steal it first?
Something like that.
If you already had someone inside, then why add me?
Because Emma went silent.
You're telling me she turned.
Who is she anyway?
Aram says her records have all been scrubbed.
Yes. By MI-6.
So she's a British agent?
You can't think the FBI is the only
law enforcement agency I have a relationship with.
Elizabeth, none of this changes the fact
that the WITSEC list is still in play.
She knows who I am.
Emma Knightly can be trusted.
I wouldn't have put you in otherwise.
You wouldn't have put me in if she had been
reporting back to you.
So whether or not she can be trusted remains to be seen.
♪
What's so urgent?
I found our in.
To Helldritch? That was fast.
I do a lot of favors.
This, uh, cute little chola I had a fling with
who leased server space to Helldritch
for a ransomware scam.
She'll know where Helldritch is.
Why don't you bring on your social engineer with you?
She's proving to be quite an asset.
[ Inhales sharply, sighs ]
When I said the job was hard, I meant working for Reddington.
Don't worry. The others don't know.
How long has it been?
Almost eight years.
I was working as an analyst
on low level immigration cases when he cut a deal.
Reddington works for MI-6?
I don't know.
I left. I went to work for him full-time.
Why would you ever do that?
[ Chuckles ]
[ Inhales deeply ]
I was star-struck.
He made me feel like I was the center of his universe.
It was exciting and captivating and...
it consumed me.
My work, my marriage.
I had no idea how many lines I was crossing
until it was too late.
It's never too late.
Spoken like someone who's still in the honeymoon phase.
Trust me, that ends.
You should get out before it does.
She knows you're FBI?
Keen, we gotta pull you out.
Margot's contact says Helldritch is in Hong Kong.
We have no jurisdiction there.
Our only shot at recovering the WITSEC list is
to have The Harem steal it, and I've got to be there.
- If Emma rolls on you? - She won't.
Why? Because Reddington's got his hooks in her?
We can't let The Harem steal the WITSEC list
and run with it.
She's with Margot. You said so yourself.
I know you're worried about me,
and I appreciate it.
But I trust her.
I'll make contact from Hong Kong.
[ Cellphone closes ]
That's the fourth message I've left.
Should I send someone?
We'll know soon enough.
Carter! I'd stand, but after all these years,
I still get aroused when I close a deal.
[ Laughs ]
I closed a deal, you didn't.
What are you talking about?
Your Bitcoin transfer never arrived.
Ah. Something's come up, and my accountant's unreachable.
It'll soon be remedied.
You'll have your money before close of business.
I already have it.
I made a deal with someone else.
With whom, may I ask?
Baldur Magnusson.
You know him?
Mr. Wilson, good day. And happy sailing.
Baldur Magnusson. That's a coincidence.
I don't believe in coincidences.
Woman: ♪ time to find my way back ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ those were the days I always remember ♪
♪ those were the days have come and gone ♪
To stealing from thieves.
- [ Laughter ] - Whoo!
- [ Glasses clink ] - [ Cheering, trilling ]
Mm. Oh, my God.
[ Laughter ]
♪ I lived it and loved it ♪
Oh. [ Speaks indistinctly ]
Mmm.
♪ those were the days... ♪
Ooh. [ Exhales slowly ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Door closes ]
Whoa. Listen, uh...
Hey.
It's about loyalty, remember?
- To the group. - No, to me.
You're either in or you're out.
So what's it gonna be?
♪
Am I interrupting?
[ Door closes ]
This doesn't concern you.
It doesn't?
Run along, little girl.
[ Stall door closes ]
♪
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Sasha: Helldritch's home is a fortress.
Hong Kong's premier hotel for the rich and paranoid.
Helldritch's is the only permanent resident,
and he was just granted asylum, so he's ready to celebrate.
He's retrofitted the penthouse with top-of-the-line security measures.
Guards at every door, cameras in every room.
Everything's controlled by an RFID transmitter.
Radio frequencies emitted by the chip
communicate with every system in the suite.
This thing is top shelf.
It includes a gig of storage, which is where he keeps
the WITSEC list.
Problem is, the chip's implanted in his hand.
So? Shoot him. Or-- Ooh.
Cut off his hand.
No, there's a micro-processor in the chip
tied to his heart rate.
If he dies, so does the chip, and everything on it.
Artificial heartbeat.
The chip needs to be plugged into the device
within 20 seconds of being removed from Helldritch's hand.
Security is state-of-the-art.
Break a window, touch a statue, the whole suite locks down.
So how do we get inside?
We'll have one in the basement.
En route.
90 seconds out.
Margot: One in the van spotting.
And you three in the bar.
Now, wait for Sasha's go-ahead, and then...
We crash the party.
Can't wait.
♪
[ Indistinct conversations ]
About last night.
It was nothing.
You protected me.
I have a son.
A junior at boarding school.
He plays soccer.
I go to visit him sometimes-- or at least I try.
I usually just end up sitting in the car,
watching him practice.
I want to talk to him, but I don't know what I'd say.
About what I have become.
You act like it's too late.
It isn't. You could still get out.
I dream about that,
the life I had,
wishing I could get it back.
[ Whispers ] I can help you.
The WITSEC list,
when we get it back, I can get you on it.
Testify against Margot.
Start over.
[ Static crackles ]
Ladies, target is on site.
It's go time.
♪
[ Clips wire ]
♪
[ Typing ] You have officially RSVP'd.
♪
[ Indistinct conversations ]
♪
Bedroom is down the hall, east side of the suite.
Take a left.
Making our way to the bedroom, Margot.
♪
Sasha, clear to breach?
Looping footage now.
Security's blind for five minutes.
♪
I've got eyes on the target.
Margot: Yeah, the girls should have the bedroom ready by now.
You are clear for approach.
♪
Congratulations on your citizenship.
Thanks. Hong Kong recognizes talent when they see it.
I heard you're a man of many talents.
Oh. Please... elaborate.
You're able to find certain people.
I don't know what you mean.
I think you do. The WITSEC list.
Tony Giannusa and I are friends.
Got anywhere we can talk business?
[ Glass thuds ]
Target is on the move.
[ Door opens ]
Who are you?
We were waiting for the loo. You've been ages.
[ Silenced gunshot ] [ Screams ]
What are you do-- [ Silenced gunshot ]
We only have two... darts.
What the hell? [ Grunting ]
- Oh, hell no! - [ Grunts ]
Get something to restrain him!
Somebody wanna tell me what the hell's going on?
- Jessica, find something! - I'm looking!
[ Grunting ]
Help! Security!
Here, use this belt.
[ Grunting continues ]
[ Gasping, grunting ]
Is he still alive?
90 seconds until system reset.
I'm locked out after that.
[ Handcuffs click ]
[ Clattering ]
Got it.
Hey, we gotta go.
You're good.
Oh, God. [ Gasps ]
Hey, are you okay?
Ooh. I'll muddle through. [ Chuckles weakly ]
You've got blood on your face.
Uh, go. We'll be right behind you.
Where the hell is Emma going?
What's going on?
She's on the move.
[ Alarm blaring ]
She took the chip.
[ Alarm continues ]
She's using our exit strategy. We gotta get out of here.
[ Alarm continues ]
[ Beeps ]
[ Gunshots ]
Jessica's down!
Margot: You know the protocol. Split up.
We rendezvous when the heat's off.
Screw protocol! Jessica's dead!
- Emma's got the list. - See you in 72 hours.
Wait, wait. What about Emma?
Margot!
[ Gunfire ]
_
[ Wind gusting ]
I'm gonna need your security badge and your phone.
[ Ship horn blows ]
The whole thing went sideways. Jessica's dead.
The rest of the Harem, I don't know. They split up.
Margot and Sasha are leaving the country under aliases--
Eva Taylor and Lily Hum. Aram, can you--
- Tracking them as we speak. - Look, what about the list?
Emma took it. You were right.
- Elizabeth, you know her. Liz: - Clearly, I don't.
You do. More than any of us. What did she tell you? Think.
She burned MI-6. Burned Reddington, The Harem.
She has nowhere to go.
Oh, my God. That's it.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Whistle blows ]
Hello, Emma.
How did you find me?
[ Whistle blows ]
He looks just like you.
I've missed so much.
I don't want to miss anymore.
I can't let you sell the list.
I can't let you fund a life on the run
by exposing innocent people on that list.
I don't think you understand me. I'm done.
I know the consequences.
I have to stop.
I'm out, Raymond.
There's a cabin in Vermont on Lake Champlain.
Remote. Simple.
Once you're settled, you'll open a bank account.
Money will be transferred into it to cover expenses,
Will's education.
Why are you doing this?
If you wanted out, Emma, you should've come to me.
I didn't think that was an option.
[ Whistle blows ]
I'm sorry.
So I'm out. [ Exhales ]
The list.
You need to let her go.
[ Car door opens ]
[ Car door closes ]
[ Engine starts ]
♪
Emma's disappeared.
Man: ♪ I am amazed ♪
You got to her before we could.
Yes.
♪
The list.
♪ how many days... ♪
She betrayed you,
so you... killed her
just like you killed Mr. Kaplan?
♪
♪ ...to watch it all unfold ♪
Elizabeth...
And I'm just supposed to look the other way, right?
Just like I looked the other way
from all the terrible things you do because
they're for the greater good, just like this list.
You wanna kill someone the government's protecting,
but you can't find them, so you had us...
find this list for you.
[ Inhales ]
Years ago, a Wisconsin housewife
named Maureen Rowan was outside in the wee hours
with the family dog, Dodger.
It was absolutely frigid.
No one in their right mind would've been out
in that kind of bitter cold,
and if not for Dodger's aging bladder,
I imagine Maureen would have been fast asleep.
But as fate would have it, her neighbor, Alexei Lagunov...
[ Sighs ]
...the avtoritet of a Russian bratva,
felt given the late hour and windchill,
he and his boyeviks could move a body from his basement
to the trunk of an associate's car without being observed.
They didn't count on Dodger's call to nature.
So Maureen had a choice between
remaining silent
or doing the right thing.
She chose to testify.
And while she helped to bring
Alexei Lagunov to justice,
she also forfeited the rest of her life in doing so.
♪
She's on that list.
Who is she to you?
Maureen Rowan is Kate's sister--
uh, Mr. Kaplan's sister.
I didn't need to find her.
I just needed to...
make sure no one else can.
♪
This doesn't excuse what you've done.
No.
No, it doesn't.
♪ when everyone's changing ♪
♪ arranging, they're let down ♪
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
Raymond.
♪
I told her because I felt it was important for her to know.
I understand.
♪ this world ♪
♪ is twisting ♪
[ Tires screech ]
Margot Rochet, you're under arrest
for the murder of Craig Gaynier.
- Come with me. - [ Mutters angrily ]
♪
Margot Rochet is in custody,
and Sasha Lau was just picked up at SeaTac passport control.
Helldritch is facing charges in Hong Kong in connection
- with Jessica Piha's death. - And what about Emma Knightly?
Agent Keen recovered the WITSEC list from Reddington.
What that means for Emma Knightly, I can't say.
- Where is he? Abe: - He's gone.
- How much did he take? - Oh. He's gone, Mr. Reddington.
Missus said it was a heart attack.
And the money? Where's the money?
I don't know. Nobody knows except Mr. Smoll.
He would've transferred it to an untraceable account,
then arranged for the Bitcoin wire to pay for the ships.
If the wire wasn't made,
all that money is still just sitting there
in some anonymous account.
That could be anywhere in the world.
Thank you, Abe.
Smoll didn't have a heart attack.
Someone killed him.
Someone determined to start a war.
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