Man, just looking at this thing makes me miss cocaine.
Morgan? Can you hear me, Morgan?
Where-- Where am I? What's happening?
Why am I tied up?
You're okay, Morgan. You are safe.
We are here to help.
But to do that,
I need to show you something.
And I need you to tell me everything you know about it.
Do you recognize this man?
Think way back.
[ Supertramp's "Dreamer" playing ]
Think hard, Morgan.
What about that one?
I-I don't know. Who is...
♪
Wait, wait, wait. He's, uh, Drunchi.
No, Drucci, Drucci. I think his name is Drucci.
What happened to Mr. Drucci?
♪
What?
♪ far out ♪
[ Gasps softly ]
♪ a life it is ♪
♪ you know ♪
The murder. The trial.
You work for-- Wait, I told you people I won't testify.
- I gave you my word. - Mr. Brujo,
I've been asked by some very important people
to make sure you have no memory whatsoever
of the events surrounding the death of Nicholas Drucci.
♪
And I will do that.
Take him to stage three.
No, no. No, wait, wait. Who are you?
♪
Who the hell are you?
How did you get in here?
You can't be here.
Dr. Krilov, I'm a friend of a friend.
I'd like to discuss a proposal with you.
- May I buy you lunch? - ♪ oh, no ♪
Sync and corrections by n17t01 www.addic7ed.com
We were able to identify three more of Reddington's victims.
Milos Kirchoff, Alistair Pitt, and, uh,
Geoff Perl.
- Those names mean anything to you? - No.
Which is why I'm gonna pull the case files
and see who the lead detectives were.
I have a feeling they may know something that could help me
prove that Keen was tipping off Reddington.
- [ Laughs ] - What?
If Reddington's being spoon-fed intel,
it's not gonna be from Elizabeth Keen.
She shot the Attorney General.
She went on the run with Reddington.
Because they both had a common enemy.
Keen was being targeted by the Cabal,
the same criminal organization that was going after Reddington.
Or maybe the Bureau zeroed in on these three
'cause they had intel on Reddington
that he didn't want us to find out about,
so he disappeared them and, well,
maybe Keen helped him do it, hmm?
[ Cellphone ringing ]
If she's got nothing to hide, why is she ducking my calls?
- Huh? Answer that. - Ressler.
It's Detective Elijah Bell, Philly PD, Southwest division.
- How can I help you? - I got a case down here.
During a neighborhood canvass,
I interviewed a woman named Linda McFaden.
Didn't have squat on my case, but she had a hell of a story
about a body being moved up in DC.
- Whose body? - She had no idea,
but I looked into the dates and the location
and I think it may relate to
an investigation you were working--
the disappearance of Reven Wright.
If that's still active, you may want to pay her a visit.
All right. Text me the address.
[ "Don Giovanni" playing ]
[ Door bell dings ]
♪
Ah, I hate Mozart.
I'll adjust my Christmas list.
Just heard too much of it. It's like pop music to me.
Kate, on the other hand, simply adores "Don Giovanni."
- You found her. - That was taken 18 hours ago
at the Café Grundstein in Vienna,
where Mozart held one of his last public performances.
In the end, we're all creatures of habit.
- And the man she's with? - Dr. Bogdan Ivanovich Krilov.
One of the few people who have mastered the science
of memory manipulation.
Science or science fiction?
You of all people should know the answer to that.
I understand suppressing memories,
helping someone to mute out a traumatic experience,
but manipulating them?
The memory of an accident,
a tragedy,
a fire in which a 4-year-old girl killed her father.
This man, is he the one
who erased my memory of that night?
That's how Kaplan knows him.
Why is she meeting with him now?
Is it connected to the fire? To me?
I don't know.
But we have to find out,
which is why the next name on the Blacklist is Dr. Krilov.
We've confirmed that after meeting with Kaplan,
Krilov boarded a flight to New York.
He landed in JFK four hours ago and told passport control
he was staying at the Winthrop Grand Hotel.
Why is Kaplan interested in someone with
Krilov's peculiar skill set?
Reddington doesn't know.
And he couldn't ask because Kaplan eluded
the associate who took this photo.
Reddington's on his way to Vienna to pick up the trail.
Agent Keen, I think I speak for all of us when I say
my recollection of the last memory specialist we dealt with
was not a pleasant one.
It's a brutal process.
Ressler, Navabi, get to Krilov.
Find out what Kaplan wants with him.
Sir, a new witness just came forward
in the Reven Wright case.
- I'll go with Samar. - Fine. Roll out.
Hey, Keen.
Give us a second, would you?
Gale thinks you're Reddington's informant.
- All the more reason for me to avoid his calls. - I don't agree.
He's already ID'd the bodies of three Blacklisters--
Geoff Perl, Alistair Pitt, Milos Kirchoff.
I'm not Reddington's informant.
So tell him. It's not gonna be a lie.
And it'll also help hide the truth about the task force.
We can't let him find out about that.
Man: Mr. Krilov checked in shortly after 9:00.
And the security logs indicate he left the hotel
shortly after checking in and hasn't returned.
I showed his photo to the bell service and the doorman.
- No luck. - If it helps, I assume he'll be returning.
This letter arrived for him after he left.
- We're gonna need to take this. - I'm afraid that won't be possible.
Krilov is a person of interest in a criminal investigation.
I want to be cooperative, but he's a guest.
And that letter is private property.
I can't let you take it without a warrant.
- I understand. - I don't.
Here you go.
- Walk fast. - Why?
Because any second he's gonna realize
he's holding my rent check.
And here I thought you'd gone all pink and perfect on me.
The man who raised me was a grifter.
Couldn't be pink and perfect if I tried.
It's an invoice and arrival itinerary.
Manilow Van Lines.
Krilov's expecting a delivery. Does it say what for?
No. But it arrived last night.
Well, unless you can palm a cargo container,
I think this time you really will need a warrant.
I just move 'em through.
Customs deals with inspections.
You're not responsible for what we find.
Here we go.
Whatever's inside, nobody's shown up to collect it.
[ Cutters snip ]
This is... what? A stash of medical equipment?
Looks like Krilov was here to manipulate some memories.
Yeah. But whose?
It's all over.
The FBI just seized my equipment.
The mission cannot be compromised.
Well, it has been. I need my equipment.
And now they have it.
- I'll get you new equipment. - It's not that easy.
My equipment is specialized.
You can't just replace it.
No one else does what I do.
That's not exactly true. Take out a pen and paper.
I'm gonna give you a name.
[ Door bell jingles ]
- Hello. - Hello.
[ Speaks German ]
Keep the change. [ Coin clatters ]
Oh. This is too much.
Perhaps I'll add to the order.
I'm looking for this woman.
I represent the estate of a dear aunt who left her
a sizable bequest.
I was hoping you might have some information
that would help me find her.
I don't know where she's staying,
but she was here when we opened this morning.
With a suitcase. Um, perhaps the train.
It'd be only a few blocks from Wien Mitte.
Thank you, my dear.
We'll take the sachertortes to go.
So you told Detective Bell that
you saw some people moving a body.
I'm-- I'm not sure.
It was dark across the street.
I probably shouldn't have said anything.
Coming forward's hard. Most people don't.
- You did the right thing. - You know who my neighbor was?
Yes. Laurel Hitchin.
The President's National Security Advisor.
Whatever it was, it...
It was coming out of her house.
Well, I have reason to believe that it was a person.
Reven Wright, the second highest ranking official
in the Justice Department.
I need you to tell me what you saw.
What I saw could get me killed.
Why do you think I came here to stay with my sister?
I did it to hide from what I saw to forget it.
Can you forget it, though?
Linda, tell me what you saw.
Hey, you guys, okay,
so after Krilov didn't show up at the hotel,
Mr. Cooper issued an APB, and it paid off.
- You got a location for him? - Well, a transit cop spotted him
on a subway platform, but lost him in a crowd.
So I pulled the security feeds from the street
- outside the station. - [ Cellphone vibrates ]
That was Gale again. Third time today.
- You know my vote. Stay away. - I agree, and these days,
we don't really agree on anything
so, you know, it's gotta be good advice.
It looks like he's watching someone.
- There. That woman. - [ Types on keyboard ]
Oh, my God. That's Dr. Selma Orchard.
The unpleasant recollection
you had about the last specialist
who was forced to look into my memory, that's her.
Maybe they're colleagues. Keep running the feed.
Yeah, I don't think they're colleagues.
It looks like she's his target.
The equipment she used on me was similar to what we confiscated.
Krilov needs a new lab so maybe he's going
after someone who could supply him with one.
Aram, pull up Selma Orchard's number.
We need to get to her before Krilov does.
[ Cellphone ringing ]
- [ Beep ] - This is Dr. Orchard.
Dr. Orchard, this is Elizabeth Keen.
Listen carefully. There's a man coming for you.
- His name is Bogdan Krilov. - [ Gasps ]
- [ Shouting in muffled voice ] - Hello?
- [ Dial tone ] - Dr. Orchard?
- [ Shouts in muffled voice ] - A forgetful memory specialist.
[ Grunts in muffled voice ]
- Is that ironic? Or an oxymoron? - [ Keys jangling ]
I can never tell the difference.
[ Keys jingle ]
[ Train whistle blows ]
You found him! Grand. Please, sit.
Is everything okay, sir?
Marvelous. I have such a fondness
for the little snacks from the bar car,
the crackers and cheeses, the sausages.
It's like camping. Try the peppered one there.
It's surprisingly good.
Your friend has a gun.
He does. But he'll have little use for it
so long as you assist me in locating a passenger.
Her name is unimportant,
as her ticket was likely purchased
under any number of aliases, which is why I'll need to see
all of the various passenger manifests
leaving from Wien Mitte.
- I can't do that. - How long has it been since
your rail line has had a robbery?
What?
A robbery, a stickup, like the Old West.
Sir, what are you talking about?
I'm talking about making you stop this train
while my associate and I rob your passengers
of their money and jewelry.
I must admit, I've always been somewhat seduced by the idea.
Bill Miner, the old gray fox.
Butch Cassidy.
But I've never really felt the itch until now.
So you're gonna walk back to wherever it is you walk to
and get the manifests,
or I'm gonna stop this train, take your money,
and give this rail line the most ridiculous PR disaster
since the Newton Boys robbed that mail train in Rondout.
[ Chair clangs ]
I won't say anything. I won't. I won't. I swear.
Please, I have a son.
I don't care about the equipment.
Keep it. Just keep it.
It's all packed up.
I know what you do, your work. It's really incredible.
If you had asked me, I would've given you my equipment.
I wish I could have taken that chance.
I really do.
[ Siren wailing in distance ]
Please, I'm begging you.
♪
[ Men shouting indistinctly ]
Dr. Orchard? Selma?
[ Moans ]
It's okay. You're gonna be okay.
- It's okay. - He's gone.
This is Agent Elizabeth Keen with the FBI.
I need a medical team. Priority three.
There were three men. I didn't see a body, at first.
Just a... a rug or a rolled up tarp.
But when they put it in the back of the van, it...
It's okay. Take your time.
It unrolled, and I saw a foot.
All right, I'm gonna need you to come to DC with me to make a statement.
- No, I can't. - [ Silenced gunshot ]
[ Glass shatters ]
[ Explosion ]
[ Ringing ]
[ Man speaking indistinctly ]
[ Ringing continues ]
[ Muffled screams ]
No!
[ Train whistle blows ]
Dispatch routed me through to the Vienna station agent.
This is a list of all the paid passengers
who boarded today.
[ Train whistle blows ]
Here. Susan Stahley.
She wasn't on the early morning train.
That's this train, one of our sleepers.
B-12, four cars back.
The woman-- there was a woman.
Yes, she got off at the last stop.
You must be Raymond. She said you might come.
Said to give you this.
Thank you.
[ Cellphone ringing, beeps ]
Hello, Raymond.
You can't keep up this wild goose chase, Kate.
I'm gonna find you.
I'll save you the trouble. I'm heading to Lucerne.
We're gonna need the jet. Call Edward.
Tell him we're getting off at the next station.
You remember what's in Lucerne, don't you?
- Kate. - I'm so sorry, Raymond.
I can't talk now. My car just arrived.
- I'll call you when I get there. - [ Beep ]
Liz: You heard me. Selma Orchard.
Kaplan sent Krilov to Orchard?
- I don't like the connection. - To me?
Now you do think this is about my memory?
I don't know.
Not long ago, the idea that Kate would hurt you
as a way to get to me was unthinkable.
But the Kate I'm after now is
difficult to recognize.
The bodies, the ones Julian Gale is investigating,
I need the list.
- The list? - The FBI's forensic experts
are trying to identify the remains.
I need a list of the ones who've been identified so far.
As quickly as you can and send it to Dembe.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Why did he do this?
Krilov was hired to adjust someone's memory.
We confiscated his lab.
So he stole yours.
But your memory, the night of the fire.
He stole it from me 25 years ago.
That's why we needed you to get it back.
Is this about that night?
We won't know until we find him.
- Do you have any idea where he went? - No.
But my equipment might.
Hey. Dr. Orchard was right.
- Her equipment may help us find Krilov. - How?
The EEG machine he stole from her is state-of-the-art.
It's designed to receive updates from a main server.
So it's part of a wireless network.
Which we can use to locate the machine,
and Krilov, once he turns it on.
Were you able to get a list of names Julian Gale ID'd?
Yeah, Mr. Cooper did.
Um, what is Mr. Reddington going to do with it?
[ Groans ]
[ Horns honking ]
[ Window whirs ]
Agent Ressler, I think it's time we had a heart to heart.
Raymond. The list of victims from Agent Keen.
Hans.
[ Cellphone ringing ]
Kate. You made good time.
I assume you know why I'm here.
I told you the bodies I unearthed would destroy you,
that each one would tell a story.
You don't need to do this.
We're way past that point, dearie.
You can't change what you've done,
and you can't stop what's coming.
Your own sins, Raymond.
You did this to yourself.
My word. So this is you.
The Mr. Kaplan my people whisper about.
Reddington's hidden protector.
The fairy tale come to life.
Mr. Von Hauser, thank you for seeing me.
I'm quite real.
Though you're right. Raymond and I prefer
to keep my role in his affairs to ourselves.
He certainly doesn't approve of my visit today.
And yet you have chosen to defy his wishes.
I don't have to tell you how dangerous that can be.
No. But I'm here because I have something to tell you--
a story that I'm sorry to say
will cause you profound grief and anger.
About?
Hans.
Red: He was Werner's son.
A formidable young man, early 20s,
already in the family business.
Understand this was 25 years ago now.
I was... younger, myself.
Intent on building an empire,
intent on becoming the powerful criminal
the world had been told I already was.
Werner was very impressive to me then.
International weapons dealer, a smuggler,
a jack of almost every illicit trade one might imagine.
I wanted an alliance--
to become Werner's most trusted associate.
Raymond crafted a plan based on an ancient principle.
If you want your enemy to become your friend,
create a problem for him, and then solve it.
You are talking about Hans's abduction.
You are telling me Reddington was behind it?
Red: The idea was simple enough,
to make it appear as if Hans had been kidnapped,
to send Werner a ransom demand.
$10 million or his son would be killed.
At that point, I would intervene,
talk to the brutal abductors,
convince them they should release Hans unharmed.
They would agree, of course, out of respect to me
and my reputation as a man not to be crossed.
Werner would be deeply grateful.
And so, my enemy would become my friend.
No, no, no. Hans was taken by the Taddicken Brothers,
known around the world for their savagery.
Yes, that's why Raymond chose them.
They were given very clear instructions
not to harm your son.
Unfortunately, they didn't follow those instructions.
The Taddicken Brothers were callous, reckless.
Hans was suffocated while in transit.
Tragic, unforgivable.
- Raymond was-- - ...horrified.
Devastated.
In a rage, I obliterated the Taddicken Brothers.
And Mr. Kaplan saw to the disposal of Hans's body.
Werner was beyond bereft.
But he was also very grateful to me--
the man who had killed the animals
responsible for murdering his only son.
It remains one of my most profound regrets.
But, of course, I never told Werner the truth.
Instead, we began one of the most profitable alliances
in modern criminal history.
An alliance that has remained intact for decades.
Can you prove what you have told me?
I can do better than that, Mr. Von Hauser.
I can return your son's body
so you can give him the burial he was so wrongly denied.
At this moment, his remains are in the custody of the FBI.
Where's Linda McFaden? You tell me now or I swear--
Donald, enough with the Reven Wright thing. Come on.
You have no power to interfere with my investigation. None.
No power? Really?
I'm White House National Security Advisor.
My "interference" is the least of your problems.
See, if I choose to, I'll simply remove you from the equation.
Do I make myself clear? Let it go, Agent Ressler.
I'm not going anywhere without my witness.
[ Sighs ] Damn it.
I don't want to hurt that girl, but you and your pursuit
of another Boy Scout honor badge
have forced my hand, and now I have no choice.
- [ Touchscreen clicking ] - Get out.
Shoo.
[ Voice warps ] Hey, remember. You did this to her. Not me.
You did this to her. Not me.
He has accepted the fiction that he is in her car
talking with Hitchin.
We should have no problem
uploading the remaining selected memories.
Gale.
George, why do you have empty hands? Hmm?
You know how much I don't like empty hands.
Sorry, boss.
- I put in a request for those files you asked for. - Yeah?
Geoff Perl, Alistair Pitt, Milos Kirchoff.
But those files are designated SCI7.
- SCI... - 7.
Hmm. Never heard of that.
Pretty sure that's the point.
I wonder what's so special about those three cases.
Three?
Try every case on the east wall of Main Records plus the annex.
We're talking hundreds and hundreds of legal boxes.
Hundreds, huh?
- And they're all off-limits? - Mm-hmm.
Now we're getting somewhere, Georgie.
Cooper: You found Krilov.
The equipment he's using, Dr. Orchard's EEG,
it is pinging the manufacturer's server.
I am tracking the signal now.
Does getting the signal mean he's using the EEG on someone?
- Yeah. Unfortunately. - There. Where is that?
A clinic in Rockville, Maryland. Shut down nearly a decade ago.
You two, get there now.
Krilov: You're arriving outside a former agent's estate.
You believe the witness is inside.
You know you need to make a move soon. Time is wasting.
It's time. Unhook him. He's ready for transport.
Dembe: You didn't kill his son.
No. But Werner won't see it that way, will he?
Then why are we driving to his home?
I have no alternative.
I believe this is a bad idea, Raymond.
I'll handle Werner.
It's Kate who has me on tenterhooks.
We put out one fire, she starts another.
The woman is an arsonist.
She's not gonna stop until she burns me to the ground.
[ Door opens in distance ]
[ Gunfire ]
- I'm unarmed. - Who is here?!
Your patient, the person Kaplan hired you to work on.
- You don't remember me, do you? - I know who you are.
The memories you took from me when I was a girl
and trust me, we're gonna talk about that, but first,
your patient-- where is he?
Liz.
Ressler.
He was an excellent patient. Very pliable, unlike you.
[ Grunts, exhales ]
Definitely not pink or perfect.
[ Exhales ]
[ Engine turns off ]
This isn't right.
Since when does he have so much security?
Since today.
Nikolaus, how are you, my friend?
Very well, Mr. Reddington. Thank you.
If you don't mind, we need to wand you and your man.
[ Electronic beeps and whirs ]
Change in protocol, I see.
[ Electronic beeps and whirs ]
Orders of Mr. Von Hauser.
Werner.
Thank you for agreeing to hear me out.
I promised to meet with you.
I never said I would listen to you.
Our relationship is built on a lie.
- A tragedy. - The fact that you walked into this room
confirms you know nothing about me.
You severely underestimated my love for my son...
then and now.
And for that, you will pay with your life.
[ Guns cock ]
I deserve to pay.
But I can't.
[ Gunfire ]
I never underestimated you, Werner.
I just hoped things could work out.
Nikolaus?
Nikolaus has been on my payroll
since I introduced him to you 25 years ago.
I knew one day we would have to look each other in the eye
and face the truth.
And I knew it would be an event that
one of us would not recover from.
Your abiding love for your son
was always evident to me, Werner.
The loss of Hans...
There are no words to duly express my remorse.
I'm sorry for that.
And I'm...
I'm sorry for this.
- [ Gunfire ] - [ Grunts ]
His men outside will be pulling in any minute.
Some will stand with me, but it's a house divided.
Unless you want to join a civil war,
you need to exit out back into the woods.
Thank you for your loyalty, Nikolaus. I'll be in touch.
Where's Agent Ressler?
We know you were contracted to, what, erase some kind of memory,
embed one?
I want my lawyer.
I'm not gonna ask again.
I already told you, Princess,
I'm not talking to you until my lawyer's present.
What are you doing?
I told him I'm not gonna ask again.
Liz, hang on.
Are you serious? Come on.
You are FBI. You think I actually believe
you are going to inject that needle?
You know, unfortunately,
I don't know much about Propofol.
[ Bottle clatters ]
I think it's a general anesthetic?
Can you even inject this directly into the arm?
- Stop it. - I don't know. You tell me. You're the doctor, Princess.
- Agent Keen. - Hey.
Would mainlining this cause long-term damage to the heart?
- Liz. - The lungs, the kidneys--
would it kill an old man?
Okay, okay, stop it. I tell you.
Keep talking.
There is a house...
on the Potomac.
Liz: Aram, I have texted you an address.
Laurel Hitchin's house on the river.
We're on our way now.
Laurel Hitchin? What's goin' on? What happened with Krilov?
We have him in custody.
His target? Kaplan's target was Ressler.
- My God. - Wait, Agent Ressler? I thought he was in Philadelphia.
He was, that's why he was abducted
- and pumped full of drugs. - We think Krilov somehow programmed Ressler
to believe Hitchin abducted a witness
that could connect her to Reven Wright's murder.
Ressler wasn't with Krilov when you found him?
No. Krilov's men had already moved him.
They're positioning him to go after Hitchin.
We tried to call her to warn her, but we couldn't reach her.
If Kaplan is behind this
and her goal is to hurt Reddington,
how does using Ressler to take out Hitchin help?
Liz: Kaplan gave us the chance to abandon our relationship
with Reddington, and we didn't.
Now she'll take every step necessary to dismantle
the task force, starting with Ressler.
Without the task force,
Reddington would be completely exposed.
Aram: All right, I have the address.
Routing backup to meet you there now.
Everything set?
Let's go. He'll wake up soon.
[ Beeping ]
♪
[ Gunshot ] Aah! [ Grunts ]
- Don't. - [ Groans ]
- Come on. - [ Grunts ]
[ Handcuffs click ]
- Where is she? Where's Linda? - Ressler, that shot--
- Where is she?! - What is the meaning of this? Who is he?
Donald Ressler, FBI.
Now Ms. Hitchin here is a prime suspect
in Reven Wright's murder.
Agent Ressler isn't well, Mr. Ambassador. He needs help.
Mr. Ambassador. Is he part of the Cabal as well?
Yes, Donald. He is. We all are.
It's all one big, global conspiracy.
And you weren't invited to the party. Sorry.
Well, I think you should go.
I will do no such thing.
Oh, I think you will. Now!
It's okay. I'm fine. He's delusional, not dangerous.
The witness, Linda McFaden. Where are you keeping her?
Okay, first of all, I don't know any Linda,
but if you put the gun away, I'm sure we can work this out.
No, there's no way you let her out of your sight,
not when she's the only person that can tie you
to Reven Wright's murder.
See, I think you're keeping her here.
That's what we're gonna do.
We're gonna go through this place room by room.
Now let's go.
Fine. Let's go.
As soon as we hit the road, we'll find a way to the jet.
The jet is sitting on one of Werner's air strips.
No doubt his men are on it right now
drinking my scotch and seeing who fits in my suits.
Then we'll have to find another way out of here.
Without Werner or his contacts, shipping lanes, airfields,
I can't do anything from Gibraltar to the Urals.
Every piece of his machinery is up in the air now,
and where they land is anybody's guess.
For the time being, we'll have to be comfortable with chaos.
♪
[ Gears shift, engine turns off ]
Stay there with him.
Help is on the way.
- Like I said, there's nobody here. - Then you're gonna tell me--
- you're gonna tell me where you're holding her-- - Ressler! Stand down.
Keen. I found a witness
who saw Hitchin's men dispose of Reven's body.
- There is no witness. - Thank you.
What are you talking about? I met her, okay?
She told me everything.
Listen to your partner, Agent Ressler. You're ill.
- You need help. - You're not ill.
Your memory was manipulated by Dr. Bogdan Krilov.
- We have him in custody. - No. I know what I saw. Trust me.
No, you need to trust me.
The Detective who reached out to you?
Elijah Bell.
There is no Elijah Bell in the Philly PD.
He works with Krilov. So does your witness.
No. No. I was at her house, okay?
I was there when she was taken.
Liz: By Krilov's men. He staged the whole thing.
Hitchin wasn't involved.
During the raid, you were knocked out, unconscious.
That's when Krilov started to work on you,
implanting memories.
Hitchin coming to pick you up.
Agent Ressler.
How do you know that?
Krilov made it up. Krilov staged the whole thing.
No. No! We're not gonna let her get away with this. No.
You're right. We will find justice for Reven.
Just not this way.
Ressler, look at your hand.
You were drugged.
Propofol, Tramadol.
It's not your fault.
You're the victim here.
- He's the victim? I'm-- - Yes.
And you're a murderer.
And one day, we're gonna prove it.
[ Exhaling ]
Every part of this little drama, Kate,
is playing out as grand tragedy.
Family feuds always do.
Werner's dead.
Oh, Raymond.
You may have bitten the hand
that feeds you this time, dearie.
Every one of Werner's allies
will be out hunting to put you down.
Are you going to cry havoc
and let slip the dogs of war, Raymond?
- Goodbye, Kate. - [ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Beep ]
Agent Ressler.
Sorry, but I'm gonna need your sidearm.
- Is that necessary? - Yes, sir, it is.
What are you doing?
- Will you just go ahead and turn around for me? - Agent Ressler is the victim here.
He was manipulated and drugged.
I'm sure the investigation will bear that out.
But in the meantime, he's in our custody.
Sir.
[ Whispers ] Sorry.
I really wanna thank you, Agent Keen.
I genuinely believe he would've shot me if you hadn't shown up.
I didn't do it for you. I did it for him.
Fair enough, but you did it, and for that, I'm grateful.
Donald Ressler represents what's best about this country.
He's loyal and honest, and he believes that no one--
no one is above the law.
And I believe that one day,
you'll be the one being dragged off in handcuffs.
And he'll be walking into his lake house
- to watch the sunset. - [ Laughs ]
Yeah. [ Clicks tongue ]
Never gonna happen.
I want every detail-- what you did, how you did it,
what memories you implanted in Agent Ressler's consciousness,
and what you took away.
You're going to give me everything we need
to exonerate him.
I could do that, I suppose,
if properly motivated.
You don't remember me, do you?
From 25 years ago? No.
But then, you wouldn't be very good at your job if I did.
No. Not 25 years ago.
Just two.
What are you talking about?
You were brought to me by a mutual acquaintance of ours
who wanted me to take certain memories away from you.
What memories?
Let us say, you had uncovered certain truth about
Raymond Reddington.
And he couldn't have that.
You're lying.
No. I'm not lying.
And I think you know that.
So let's make a deal.
Full immunity, I walk,
in exchange for the memories I took from you.
That's not gonna happen.
[ Scoffs ] That is a shame for all of us.
But more so for you, than me, I suspect.
And for Agent Ressler, of course.
Two years ago?
Two, not 25. Two.
Kaplan is using Krilov.
What was the secret you needed Krilov to take away?
Nothing. She's using him to pull at threads
to continue to unravel my life.
He sidelined Ressler.
He's trying to do the same to you.
- You did it once. - Yes.
When you were a child,
to protect you from the memory of killing your father.
I hired Krilov once. Never again.
[ Cellphone vibrates ]
That's Julian Gale. I've been avoiding his calls,
and I'm beginning to think that was a mistake.
Bogdan Krilov and Julian Gale, directly or indirectly,
they're working for Kaplan against us.
Against you.
I'd think that would be a difficult distinction
for you to make.
Speak with him if you must.
All I ask is that you don't do it in anger.
I wouldn't want you to say anything
either of us would regret.
[ Bleating ]
[ Aerosmith's "Dream On" playing ]
♪
Unfortunately, some of them were killed
because they were trying to help us catch Reddington.
I asked them to inform, I promised them protection,
and, well, that failed.
Here they are.
You must be Agent Gale.
Charmed, I'm sure. Speaking of charm,
I hear Reddington can be very charming.
What was it like going on the run with him?
Did he charm you?
I was a fugitive.
It was awful.
Hmm.
September 23, 2013--
Does that date ring a bell?
Should it?
It should for you. You see, that's the day
that you went from being a rookie profiler
to a classified assignment.
I always remember it.
How 'bout October 1, 2013? Nothin'?
Really? [ Laughs ]
See, that's the date that the Reddington task force
started to fall apart.
I-I don't know anything about that.
No?
How 'bout SCI7?
You ever hear of that?
Never have.
Well, apparently, it's a designation that
the Bureau reserves for certain high profile cases.
It's classified, so I can't look at the files
or interview the great American heroes of law enforcement
that are doing such important work.
However, I was able to pinpoint the first time that, uh,
the designation was used.
Do you care for another date?
See, I love dates.
Is there a question here?
No, but-- but there's a pattern.
See, there was a rash of major cases
that were solved, hundreds of them.
Started in the weeks
after you were plucked from, uh, obscurity.
Reddington's been feeding the Bureau intel. Hmm?
Big names.
SCI7 big.
Names that the Bureau never knew existed.
He's feeding them through you.
And in exchange, you're allowing him
to stay one step ahead of the law, ain't that right?
- Why did you wanna see me? - I didn't wanna see you.
I wanted you to see that.
See, I've already asked them for their forgiveness,
for my part in their being...
I wanted to give you a chance to do the same.
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