The Blacklist

Hear that?

Hear what?

Idiots. There's nobody.

Thank god, man.

Where is he?

- What? I don't... - Reddington! Where is he?

Stop. Put down the gun.

You run the network, joubert. If Reddington was smuggled out of Paris, you'd know.

- Smuggled? - Who got him out?

- Reddington's impossible to track, a ghost. - What about the strike team?

What strike team?

Hey, hey. If Reddington was in France, I would know. And I would tell you. I would.

Take this phone. Call me if you hear something.

What do you mean, "smuggled out of Paris"?

Is Reddington in trouble? Is he? What happened to Reddington?!

Where...? Where am I?

What happened?

Mr Reddington, please, be calm. You are in a hospital. You're in Paris.

I can't feel anything.

Why can't I move?

Why can't I feel anything?

Do you recall the incident?

How about the rescue?

I'm sure you have many questions

and a great many police waiting to speak with you.

But my only job is to care for your physical health.

And I'm concerned you may also have cognitive damage.

So I need you to tell me what, if anything, you remember about the incident.

Do you know who did this to you?

Katarina.

Police had a local gang under surveillance when they saw you being pulled from a Van.

- They caught them, the people who did this? - Inspectors intervened, but they got away.

You'd been drugged and beaten within an inch of your life.

Why can't I feel my legs?

Look, the people who did this to you, they shattered your spine.

L2, three and four.

Now, the neurosurgeons performed an emergency surgery, a iaminectomy.

They removed the shattered bone, fused your spine.

But I can't walk.

Tell me when you feel this.

I can't walk?

There are tests to perform, work to be done.

But time will be the only real judge of what functions you will eventually recover.

Why am I in this thing?

Patients living with the challenges of immobility...

So I'm paralysed.

- People in your condition... - I'm paralysed.

You're immobile.

And while you are immobile,

you're prone to both pulmonary complications and pressure-related injuries.

By moving you up and down,

this will help you avoid an embolism and pressure ulcers.

Will I ever walk again?

Mr Reddington, you're lucky to be alive.

I ran background checks on all the applicants.

Yeah? Who was your top choice? "Mrs doubt fire," right?

Would be, if she weren't three months behind on her rent.

- What about "hand that rocks the cradle"? - Two stints in rehab.

- The "Manny"? - Seventeen unpaid parking tickets.

- Well, I have more than that. - One scofflaw in the family is enough.

Are they all bad?

Bad? No. Just not good enough to be Agnes's nanny.

Is it just me, or does it seem like everyone has a skeleton in the closet?

You know, after samar left,

I spent six months drowning my sorrows in kielbasa and ingmar bergman movies.

Then ressler insisted I sign on to a dating app.

When I refused, he signed up for me.

I swear, he is more of a yenta than my own yenta.

First three names he swipes right on, their background checks:

Bankruptcy, credit card fraud

and a restraining order for slashing their ex-boyfriend's tires.

Now we are both eating Polish sausage and playing chess with death.

Well, I need to keep looking.

Mrs Williams is helping me out as a favour. I need someone who's permanent.

- This is keen. - Elizabeth.

Raymond's gone.

- Gone where? - Ta Ken.

- Tell me what you know. - We came to Paris.

- When? - Six days ago, for a meeting.

- With who? - Someone, I don't know. Someone he trusted.

How do you know you can trust him if you don't know who he is?

Because he insisted on going alone.

He went without you?

- Why would he do that? - I don't know.

He's in trouble, Elizabeth.

I need your help to get him out of it.

Who's there?

I was beginning to think that you didn't exist.

And yet, voila, here you are.

Rene oban, chief inspector, dgsi.

I've been hunting you for years.

This must be very exciting for you.

It was.

Like chasing an illusion.

Reality is...

Much less interesting.

Welcome to yours.

A frenchman who states the obvious. How unusual.

Like a Swiss who argues.

Or an Italian who doesn't.

I have been hunting you...

And Katarina rostova.

- Fun. - We know that she is in Paris.

At the risk of stating the obvious,

it cannot be a coincidence that you are here as well.

Tell me about rostova.

Call the number.

We know about the towns end directive.

We know that it is a standing order

to kill rostova and that it is very much in play.

I want you to tell me who is coming for her and where she is,

so I can get to her before they do.

She has some intel that I want,

and obviously I cannot get it from her if she's dead.

You said you prefer illusion to reality.

More than you can possibly imagine.

I may have seemed like an illusion.

But she is one.

Someone you can never find.

- Not interested in talking to your lawyer. - You must not be interested in talking to me

because you can't do one without the other.

What's his name?

Marvin Gerard.

Sounds French.

What's the status?

Reddington is being interrogated as we speak.

Annapolis knows we're coming?

Yes, everything is on schedule.

So, joubert, problem?

Well, one of reddington's men found me.

- That was to be expected. - He shot two of my men.

He'll shoot more unless you tell him where reddington's being held.

No, no. I would never do that. Ever.

I think that you should know that they are close.

And they are getting closer.

Thank you, joubert.

For your concern and kindness.

How I wish we lived in a world where kindness wasn't a liability.

I have intel on keen, should I act on it?

Not yet. I'm hoping we won't have to.

Clean this up and meet me in Annapolis.

- And, berdy? - Yes, boss?

Say a kind word over his grave.

Yes, the Raymond Reddington.

Positively ID'd in Paris.

I talked to Morgan, hasn't heard from him. Can you reach out to Chuck?

Okay, so I reviewed all the cctv footage

from the Paris neighbourhoods that dembe thought mr Reddington might have gone to.

Nothing.

Wherever he went, he didn't want to be seen.

French police are on line 1.

I'm on with French police.

The secret police. They called the 0100 number.

- I didn't know we had an 0100 number. - We don't.

I'll have to call you back.

Harold Cooper.

Yes, this is rené oban with the dgsi, calling for Marvin Gerard.

He's not available right now.

He will be when you tell him I have Raymond Reddington in custody.

Inspector oban,

this is the assistant director of the FBI, Harold Cooper.

We have arrested Marvin Gerard and have a tap on his lines,

in the hopes that we might find Reddington.

Apparently we have.

- Is any of this true? - No, but he doesn't know that.

If you have Reddington, we need to meet. If you have him, I'll need verification.

Yes, understood.

But since I'm in Paris and you are in Washington,

might I suggest a meeting at our embassy, between you and our attaché?

Fine. Make the arrangements.

You're quite lucky, tapping the number Reddington gave me to call.

- Luck had nothing to do with it. - No, I don't suppose it did.

- Think he suspects? - Suspects what? What was all that?

A way for Reddington to let us know if he's been arrested.

He demands to speak to his lawyer and we pretend like we just arrested him.

This inspector oban, I want a rundown on him.

Hang on, hang on.

Mr Reddington goes 30 years without getting caught,

now he's been caught twice within the last year.

He wasn't caught last year.

Wasn't caught? He was nearly executed.

He was arrested.

- But he wasn't caught. - What's the difference?

I turned him in.

- You what? - Why would you do that?

So he couldn't get in the way of me trying to find his real identity.

- Whose real identity? - Reddington's.

Wait.

What? And you knew about this?

Yeah. And I promised Reddington I'd keep it to myself.

- They deserve to know. - Know what?

That the real Raymond Reddington died in 1991.

And the man you know as Reddington was once a kgb agent named ilya koslov.

That's impossible. I knew Reddington, I served with him.

It's a long story.

- I'll tell it to you after we get him back. - Reddington, who you say is dead.

It doesn't matter who he was. I thought it did, but it doesn't.

And once you hear the story, I don't think it'll matter to you.

The only thing that matters is that Reddington...

Our Reddington... is in French custody,