The Blacklist

Thanks.

Man: Put that on my tab.

Be right back.

No strings attached.

You just look like you're having a tough night.

Thank... thank you.

- Lippinger-Carter, right? -

I thought you looked familiar. I've seen you in the elevator.

The elevator, yes.

- Marketing. - Portfolio management.

Which is... what exactly?

- Boring. - Mm.

- Do you mind if I... - No.

I have to warn you, I am...

- ... not very good company. - No problem.

And if you, uh,

if you're looking for a good bridge to jump off,

I know all the best.

Roosevelt's closest.

Yeah, but Key Bridge is so much more picturesque.

- I'm Joe. - I'm Philomena.

Wait, can anyone see us?

No. All good.

Wait, wait, wait.

- Wait, I'm stuck. -

Ow!

What happened?

Kaplan.

I thought...

I was dead. I know.

The reports were greatly exaggerated.

A Katai Fellowship... you do realize how prestigious that is?

- When's the meeting? - This afternoon.

Ms. Panabaker's here and she does not look happy.

Samar was nominated for a Katai Fellowship.

No kidding. That... that is so fantastic.

We should see what she wants.

She can't hate me forever, right?

Well, that depends. Define "forever"?

86 bodies at an ice rink in Reston.

An anonymous tipster claims

every one of them's a former associate

or competitor of Raymond Reddington.

- Yeah? And? - 86 bodies, Agent Ressler.

86!

Wasn't our idea to paper a deal with the most dangerous criminal

in the Western hemisphere.

That decision was made by Diane Fowler at Main Justice.

Please, Harold. Is that the "just following orders" card

I hear slapping the felt?

Wasn't my idea to be put in charge of the task force.

Ressler was chasing after Reddington for years,

trying to put him behind bars.

Agent Keen has had her life turned inside out.

And I sympathize. Really, I do.

But we've got a political hurricane on our hands,

and everybody is headin' to the storm cellar.

And if they connect those bodies to you,

Main Justice will cut ties and disavow.

- - The AG has fast-tracked

an investigation into the bodies.

Way I hear it, man in charge on the case is

as wild as a peach orchard hog.

Oof. What a stink.

Yeah, that stink...

that stink is the smell of injustice.

These people aren't victims.

They worked with Reddington.

Whoa, whoa. What's that supposed to mean exactly?

That their wives didn't love 'em?

That their kids don't miss 'em?

That their murders should go unsolved?

Is that what you're saying...

Officer Winchell? Hmm?

You're messin' with me, right?

No.

I ain't messin' with you.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Officer Winchell.

Special Agent Julian Gale.

Now I'm gonna need some space.

Everybody, I want this site clear!

Yes, you. Let's go. All of you. Come on.

Everyone out.

Thank you.

And goodbye.

I'm sorry.

This is all my fault.

Excuse me. Carl?

Sorry to bother you at work. Ethan Begby.

- Sheriff gave me your name and address. - Sheriff?

Oh, no, no, no. Nothing like that.

I'm looking for my aunt Kate.

I understand you picked her up along the highway

a few months ago.

Apparently, someone happened to spot her in your truck

and mentioned it to the sheriff.

She said her name was Sheila.

Ah, I was afraid of that.

We think she was in an accident.

We found her car in a ravine along with her medication.

Sweet as pie, Kate.

And still fairly sharp when she's on her meds.

But without those pills...

My ma had dementia before the cancer got her.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

It's a terrible, terrible thing.

The whole family's been frantic since she disappeared.

She was okay last I saw her.

Yes? Where was that exactly?

Good afternoon.

I'd like to inquire about one of your previous guests.

And you are?

Officer Simmons. State Police.

I can always tell.

Must be something in the voice.

So what can I do you for, sir?

I'm looking for a woman traveling alone.

She's gone missing, and all evidence indicates

she may have stayed here on the night of November 10th.

- I'm hoping you have some record. - Yeah.

Ah, let's see here.

Yes, Sheila Barker. Five nights.

She paid cash. Room 4.

I need to look at that room.

Your life as you know it is over, Joe.

But I'm gonna give you the chance I was denied.

All you have to do is walk away. Leave Raymond Reddington.

I won't betray him.

The answer is no.

Liz: The person who unearthed the bodies

goes by the name of Mr. Kaplan.

She's Reddington's cleaner and one of his closest confidants.

Why is she at war with him?

- Ressler. - I got two questions for you.

One, what are you working on? And two, can you get reassigned?

- Gale. - Donnie.

Uh, what do you mean reassigned?

I didn't know you were still with the Bureau.

Yeah. I... I had to, uh, step away for a bit,

but... but I'm back.

And I'm standing in the middle of a freezing cold ice skating rink

surrounded by 86 corpses.

Bureau called me up. They want me to connect them to Reddington,

so I called you to see if you want to work together again.

- I don't know. - What do you mean you don't know?

Do you not hear me?

We're talking about Reddington.

Look, I heard what you said. I'm just, uh...

I'm just in the middle of something, all right?

Okay, well, does it involve bringing down Reddington?

Not exactly.

Well, then it's not important. Do me a favor.

Think about it. Actually, no.

Don't think about it and get your ass down here

so we can finally finish what we started.

Everything okay?

No. It's not.

That was the peach orchard hog. Name's Julian Gale.

We worked together on that Reddington task force.

He asked me to join him.

Maybe you should. Keep up with the investigation.

- Stay a step ahead. - You don't need me

to stay one step ahead of his investigation,

'cause I'll tell you right now what he's gonna find...

the truth.

What must be known eventually

should be known immediately.

- Yeah? - Raymond?

We have a problem.

- Peracchio's been arrested. - What? How?

Trussed like a tom turkey and dumped

in front of the 9th Precinct,

a detailed financial statement tying him to you

pinned to his chest.

It would seem Kate has started her endgame.

Pull the fire alarm, Marvin. Let the others know.

- Go to ground. - Got it.

That includes you. Wherever you are, leave.

- Assume you've been made. - I didn't just get born, Raymond.

I've been at large for two years now.