The Blacklist

Down.

It's him. It's Townsend.

We should go. There could be others.

I'll call Edward, tell him to have a medical team standing by.

Can you walk?

Walk?

Townsend's dead.

I could fly.

The bullet went clear through.

No organs were damaged. She should be fine.

Thank you. Have yourself a drink.

Make it a double. You deserve it.

You deserve it, too. You won.

I wish there was time for celebration,

but Mother Nature and the criminal world

quickly exploit a vacuum.

We should set a time to see Harold.

And call Dr. Clemons. Thank him for his services

and tell him they're no longer necessary.

Did you find another doctor?

No.

You're giving up.

Why? You just said there's another fight to be won.

There is.

But it can't really be won unless I'm gone.

Perhaps I will have that drink after all.

Toast to better days.

Will it end when I know?

When Reddington's told me the last of it,

will I be able to live a normal life?

What is normal?

Not this.

We live the lives we are meant to live.

I understand you blaming Raymond, for how yours turned out.

I blame him, too, sometimes.

But fate takes the laboring oar,

in our lives and his.

Fate and destiny.

Ah! You're up. Excellent.

- I have a bit of a surprise... - Mommy!

Hey! Oh! Pumpkin!

What are you doing here?

It was Pinky's idea.

Pinky?

He says his name is Red, but I prefer pink.

I thought she'd be just the thing,

and as it turns out, Mrs. French and I share

a great love for Jacques Tati, so...

How are you, my dear?

I'm better now. Thanks to Pinky.

Oh. Mr. Reddington.

Aram. Nice.

I heard about Townsend.

We're so relieved.

What's the celebration? Who's getting well?

Oh, uh, these are for Agent Ressler. He's off the ventilator.

The doctors are saying he's doing so much better.

That's good news.

Care for a toke?

I'd give almost anything to hear you talk

like a member of the Lollipop Guild.

Come in.

What a relief, knowing the threat to Agent Keen is gone.

Yes, we're all quite happy

with the way things turned out, Harold.

And here I thought that Aram was the only man-child around here.

Please tell me you're above such things.

I think it's childish

and completely unprofessional.

Please indulge our weakness for life's simple pleasures.

We've come bearing dark tidings.

You want to tell me? Or maybe you'd like to do

some finger painting first.

I would. More than you can possibly imagine.

But unfortunately, Townsend's death

is about to trigger a firestorm of criminal activity.

In the absence of a clear successor,

everyone will be vying for control of his empire.

I assume you're here to give me a case,

that the next name on the Blacklist will be in service

to helping you take advantage of the situation.

I do have a bunch of likely contenders for the throne,

and, yes, I am giving you them

so that someone can take advantage of this situation.

- But not me. - How magnanimous.

I've heard that one's true colors emerge at the end.

I'd love to think that magnanimity is one of mine.

The end? I knew you were sick, but exactly how bad is it?

Harold, over the years,

you've served as a wise counselor to Elizabeth.

I'd like to know that in my absence that would continue.

Raymond. How sick are you?

Do I have your word?

Of course.

I'll always do everything I can for Elizabeth.

Thank you. You're a good friend.

Is this really necessary?

It's the best way I can think of to ensure her protection.

Your blood tests are better.

The treatment is working.

You're getting better, not worse.

I'm dying.

Whether it's this year or the next doesn't matter.

What I've got doesn't go away.

It just takes a pause, regroups,

and comes back stronger, deadlier.

Where's Agnes?

Mrs. French took her to the park.

Thank you for bringing her here.

That was very thoughtful.

The conversation we've been having.

Or trying to have.

About who I am and why I came into your life.

How my mother got you to watch over me.

Your mother. Yes.

She foresaw this moment.

The answers are here.

In a letter she wrote to you.

Why do you have a letter my mother wrote to me?

For when the time was right, to let you know the truth.

I think we can both agree it's long past time.

One condition remains.

No. No conditions.

One task.

Then it's done.

What could possibly be left for me to do?

To take my life.

What do you mean?

I mean literally and metaphorically.

I'm dying.

You've known for a while that I'm sick.

Before I die...

I need to make sure you're protected.

A-And how will killing you do that?

By showing the world that you're a force to be reckoned with,

that you did what no one else could...

...no law-enforcement agency, no criminal rival...

...you found and executed Raymond Reddington.

Y-You know I don't want to take over your empire.

I do.

And under other circumstances, I wouldn't want you to.

But Neville Townsend learned certain things about me,

things that we should assume others now know, as well.

I'm afraid that people will come for you

just like Townsend did.

It took all of our strength to fight him.

You'll need help to fight the others.

This is a way to get it.

It's quite a story.

Full of...

...ambition and hope.

Love and loss.

How does it end?

You'll find out.

Oh, you're so cute! Ohh!

I could just squeeze you like this forever.

Where's Pinky?

Well... I don't know where Pinky is.

I never quite know where Pinky's gonna show up next.

He's funny. He tells me stories.

Oh, yeah? What kind of stories?

About a Russian princess.

She doesn't want to be a princess,

but other people keep telling her it's her destiny.

What do you think she should do?

Mom, she's a princess!

I got train tickets for 4:00 p.m.

I'll meet you at the station.

Got some people I want to say goodbye to.

It won't take long to close up the apartment in New York,

and we'll sleep on the jet

and be in Europe by this time tomorrow.

This will be so good for you two.

To get away from it all.

Yeah.

I hope so.

We've had some times.

We have.

Get in.

Have you spoken to Reddington?

I knew he was sick, but I had no idea it was this severe.

He asked me to take over for him.

I'm not surprised.

I said no.

I'm... I'm leaving.

We're gonna get away.

I wanted to tell you in person

and thank you for everything that you've done.

So your mind's made up?

About taking over for Reddington?

Well, is there a decision to make?

There's so much I want for you.

Above all, I want you to be safe.

Right now you're a fugitive on the Most Wanted List.

If you took over for Reddington,

inherited the Blacklist,

I could probably convince Panabaker to give you immunity.

You'd be protected.

You'd have a reason for taking over

that you could feel good about.