Blindspot

Previously on "Blindspot"...

I got the chance to start over again.

Now, you will too.

Shepherd is planning something that Roman knows about.

That is how we bring down Sandstorm.

It's a phone that my source at Sandstorm

managed to get to our dead drop.

Relax. Please.

What are you doing?

How does it look?

Sandstorm did a practice run.

Oh, my God. Look at her neck.

- It's an extra tattoo. - Why the hell would Sandstorm

remove that one?

Let me out! Let me out!

No, please, no!

Will you kill your rabbit now?

That's what I thought.

No! Let me out!

The guard said you didn't eat dinner last night.

I'm not hungry.

You've been saying that every day

for the last two weeks.

I can bring you something different.

Anything you want.

Did you have that same memory again?

The orphanage?

I can't get out.

I just wanna get out and... go home.

Wherever that is.

I know what it's like to feel trapped.

Then get me outta here!

_

What are you doing here?

I thought you had a doctor's appointment with Allie.

Just made a little detour to see where you've been sneaking off to every morning.

Oh, I'd hardly call it sneaking.

You're a very heavy sleeper.

- Am I? - Yeah.

If you're considering going in there,

you're a lot more Hindu than I am Catholic.

I'm waiting for word from my inside source.

From Sandstorm?

I thought you said they went dark before Jane showed up.

They did. But before that,

they sent me coded messages through this marquee.

I still check it every morning.

Your source might have been burned.

I don't think it's very safe to keep coming here.

There's a Hindu goddess called Kali

who rampages through the world destroying demons.

She means well, but eventually,

she goes mad with bloodlust and almost destroys the world.

That sounds like Shepherd.

Until we stop her, it's not safe anywhere.

And right now, we've got practically nothing to go on.

I can't afford to stop coming here.

Come on, you'll be late.

I missed it, didn't I?

Yeah, we just finished.

I didn't think you'd make it.

There's a lot going on at work.

It's okay. Conor came.

He made all the right faces at the parts

that men can't handle about pregnancy.

Yeah.

Um, Conor, can we have a minute?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll go... I'll go get an Uber.

- Okay. - Thanks.

I thought you were cool with Conor coming to these.

I am. That's... that's not it.

It's... our baby.

And I hate missing these things.

Yeah, I... I need to talk to you about that.

You don't have to say it.

I'll do better. I promise.

I won't miss another one.

Hey! Welcome back.

Hey.

Are you feeling back to normal?

Pretty much. What'd I miss?

Not much... turns out Borden's a mole,

Jane's brother's a prisoner downstairs,

and they caught that rat in the locker room.

They caught my boy, Whitey Bulger?

Tasha, I was on pain meds. My head was cloudy.

I know, I know.

We're cool, right?

100%.

I'm gonna go check on Patterson...

I gotta catch up on these files.

Reade's back.

Yeah? How's he doing?

I think the time off did him some good.

I'm not taking time off.

Shepherd tortured you, your boyfriend shot you,

then tried to lethal injection you.

I think you're entitled to a couple of sick days.

You been working on this leopard tattoo

for two weeks... maybe Sandstorm

left it off of Jane's body because it is a dud.

Or maybe they realized it left them exposed.

All right. You gotten anywhere?

No. Zero progress.

I just... I have this piercing headache,

and I can't seem to think straight.

"For extreme fast-acting pain relief."

Yeah, none of those words are accurate.

Okay, here's an idea. Go home.

Seriously.

- Oh, we got a hit. - _

- On the leopard? - No.

Something else.

You have to.

Keeping Roman in that cage is torture.

The alternative is Pellington handing him over to the CIA.

You know what they would do.

Put him under guard at a safehouse, you did it for me.

Roman is not you, Jane, all right?

He helped kill 12 FBI agents.

He nearly killed Nas and Reade.

Look, that was before Jane wiped his memory.

After that, he took out four Sandstorm operatives without batting an eye.

The only thing that he seems to remember is how to kill.

Shepherd is still out there,

preparing to execute Phase Two,

a catastrophic attack we still know nothing about,

and Roman is our only solid lead.

And we will continue interrogating him until he recovers actionable memories!

And you won't get any,

because as long as he's locked up in that cage,

the only thing he's going to remember is that cell in the orphanage.

Kurt, the only way I got my memories back

was through action, outside in the field.

Jane, I'm not letting him out.

I might know someone who can help, okay?

A criminal profiler I used to work with at the NSA.

I could ask her if she'd be willing

to work with Roman, try to knock something loose.

I work with him every day.

If anyone could get him to remember, it would be me.

Let's get some fresh eyes on this, that's all I'm saying.

All right, see what you can do, Nas.

Patterson's got something.

All right, these torus tattoos

are like fraternal twins, mostly similar.

But if you look closely at the differences

and drop them into a grid, the symbols create

an alphanumeric sequence. I found 11 grids worth.

Well, you showed us this the first time you cracked it.

- That's a shipping container ID. - Hey!

Reade with a three-pointer fresh off the bench.

I flagged it back then, and finally got a hit.

The container offloaded at the Red Hook Terminal.

So, Sandstorm wanted us to keep an eye out for this container.

- What was in it? - Not what. Who.

Two whos, to be precise.

They tried to scramble the security cameras,

but I was able to reverse the signal interference.

I can't ID the younger guy, but the older one...

- Is that...? - Anton Stepulov.

No, that's impossible. He's dead.

The drone strike took him out a year ago.

According to this, he's alive and well and somewhere in Brooklyn.

Stepulov's Dabbur Zann's number two.

They call him the mastermind.

He orchestrated the campus massacres in Santiago.

And the Oslo newspaper bombing.

Not to mention the Black Sea incident

where the Dabbur Zann almost, you know, beheaded you guys.

So, it's safe to say he's not here for "Hamilton" tickets.

The last time the Dabbur Zann was in the US,

they tried to detonate a suitcase nuke.

Stepulov's basically their leader, he wouldn't risk

crossing a border unless it really mattered.

If he's here, he's planning something big.

And it looks like it's about to go down.

Hey, no increased chatter about Dabbur Zann activity in the US,

but forensics found traces of nitroglycerin inside the container.

That's a down and dirty way to make explosives.

So, you think Stepulov smuggled in a bomb?

That'd be my guess. First, we have to ID his target before he strikes.

We tracked down the company that paid the freight

on Stepulov's container.

It's buried in a web of shell companies.

Long story short, the same people wired

$250,000 to a woman in Baychester last week.

Arlene Turner.

Single, no criminal record.

Not so much as a library fine.

How does a woman like that get tied up

with someone like Stepulov?

She's homegrown. She can blend in.

And the Dabbur Zann has been increasing

their recruitment of Americans.

Let's bring her in for a chat.

How do you know Anton Stepulov?

Who?

The Dabbur Zann terrorist that wired you

a quarter of a million dollars.