Previously on The Blacklist:
-Sign the deal. -But I won't be an agent.
I'll be an asset, like you.
The United States has confirmed the Cabal framed Elizabeth Keen.
Peter's become a liability.
We ask that you take care of that problem for us.
I'll drop the director somewhere safe.
You've got 20 minutes.
Three sleepers in this main room and one in the master bedroom.
Time is short we won't be doing cut-downs on site...
...I've got a carpet van en route.
I want a full scrub. Cheyenne, windows, Haunani, floors.
We have 18 minutes, ladies, let's get to work.
You're the lucky one, sugar. We're gonna leave you alive...
...so you can deliver a message to Reddington personally.
Tell him, "We know."
Hello.
Yes.
Yes, I understand.
Please, not at all.
I've been waiting for this day for a while.
I'll be in D.C. soon.
I feel terrible about this.
Don't. I mean, if anything feel relieved.
A week ago I was facing 16 counts of capital murder.
Besides, I've still got my personal piece and a CCP.
Liz, you're a convicted felon.
They withdrew your concealed carry permit.
I'll have to confiscated any other firearms in your possession.
Will I be issued a weapon for field operations?
You're a consultant, not a sworn officer, you won't be going on field operations.
What you are going to be is a phenomenal resource.
-You're ability as a profiler is-- -I'm good, it's okay.
I appreciate the pep talk, but I'm good.
I really am.
That makes one of us.
I told myself I wasn't gonna cry, so I'm gonna make this quick.
Apparently, not quite enough.
-We love you, Agent Keen. -You see, that's....
I'm not an agent anymore.
I put you all in an impossible situation.
And for reasons I'll never quite understand...
...you gave me the benefit of every doubt.
Even Mr. I'm-Just-Doing-My-Job.
You did so much more than that.
There's nothing harder than hunting one of our own.
Especially when she's innocent.
Hey, in all my years with the bureau...
...I'm proud of the jobs all of you did.
What have you heard from Reddington?
I feel like you're overreacting.
Given the circumstances, I don't believe that's possible.
About the ladies--
Their families know they'll be well-provided for.
Thank you, dearie.
Hello, Elizabeth. Word of caution, he's in a bad mood.
-What do you know about Shell Island? -Never heard of it.
Please.
The Shell Island Retreat is the pet name...
...for an assembly of affiliated criminals organizations.
I'm sorry, wait, are you giving me a case?
You look surprised.
I thought maybe, after all we've been through the past three months...
...that you might wanna take a break. I mean, aren't you exhausted?
Your past three months...
...have been what my life has been like for the past 25 years.
I'm often exhausted.
The Shell Island Retreat is a ritual that dates back to the Roaring '20s.
The de facto master of ceremonies is Marcus Caligiuri.
Next in line to Espen Van Der Merwe...
...to assume leadership in the Pater Dei Group...
...the world's oldest and largest weapons dealer.
The leaders of the Bratva, Yakuza...
...assorted international cartels...
...they gather when they are presented with a problem so difficult...
...it can only be resolved by enemies working together.
-And where is this Shell Island? -There is no Shell Island.
It's just a name.
The actual location of the meeting is always a closely guarded secret.
I'd have thought you would've been invited.
Howard Jasnoch, he's a competitor of mine...
...he's arranged transport for the individual who called the meeting.
-And who is that? -I don't know.
What I do know is, if he's called a meeting...
...and the members are gathering, he's a very big fish.
Whatever is troubling him...
...whatever has caught the attention of these men, is critical.
No less than an existential threat.
These meetings are infrequent, Lizzy...
...making this a very rare opportunity.
Follow this fish and you can net the entire school.
Dmitri Sarkovski, the CEO of Vitus One Bank...
...helped orchestrate, and profits from, the Greek financial collapse.
Espen Van Der Merwe.
Wanted by the Hague on accessory charges for war crimes.
All of them are at large for charges including...
...narcotics trafficking, smuggling, cybercrimes, and assassination.
Reddington has confirmed all of them will be in attendance at this meeting?
The Shell Island Retreat provides a rare opportunity...
...to capture the heads...
...of some of the most lethal organized crime syndicates.
-Does he know where this meeting is? -He knows someone who does.
Howard Jasnoch, he's an underworld travel agent of sorts.
According to Reddington, he's preparing travel for one attendee.
Hang on, I got a flag on him.
-Georgetown address. -Roll out, people.
-Keen. -Oh, sorry.
Instinct.
It's not so bad.
I downloaded the fourth series of Doctor Who. Tom Baker's amazing.
-We need to go to your boat. -Yeah?
-Now. -Okay.
Wait.
I gotta do one thing.
Okay....
This is a washer...
...but I promise you, I'm gonna replace it...
...with something so much better.
Elizabeth Keen...
...will you marry me?
I know I wasn't the best husband...
...but I can be.
I can be. I don't wanna be anyone else.
-I don't know what to say. -Yes, you can say yes.
Tom....
If I've learned one thing from being on the run these past few months...
...it's that I can't tell you what I'm gonna want 10 years from now.
Even a year from now.
I just know what I want right now.
So this isn't a no?
Howard Jasnoch.
We know you're moving a client to the Shell Island Retreat.
I want a name and location.
-Now! -I don't have a name, I swear.
Only an address.
FBI!
-FBI! -FBI! Hands! Hands!
-Moving! -Covering!
Who are you?
Ressler.
Who are you, I said?
Reddington.
Raymond Reddington.
-Where have you been? -I came as soon as I got the call.
Who's this guy? He claims he's Reddington?
Yes, and we can't disprove it with DNA...
...because there's nothing on file from 1990...
-...when Reddington disappeared. -Whoever he is...
...he's got intel on nearly every Blacklister Mr. Reddington brought us.
Criminal histories, rap sheets...
...news clippings when they were captured or killed.
He doesn't even look like him.
In the five years I hunted Reddington we had one photo of him.
That only had a passing resemblance to the man we've been working with.
He disappeared 25 years ago, could've had surgery.
Nobody really knows what he might look like today.
But whoever he is...
...he has too much classified data for us not to take him seriously.
I wanna know what he knows, how he knows it.
So you're Raymond Reddington?
Must make you wonder who you've been working with...
...these past few years.
Why don't you tell me about the case files?
You know, for years I couldn't figure out why my colleagues were being targeted.
I didn't understand.
Then I saw you on TV...
...with him.
You're the fugitive, Agent Keen, right?
You were in possession of classified data, how did you get it?
I knew someone was helping the FBI...
...and imagine my surprise when I realized it was me...
...Ray Reddington.
The case files, how are they connected to Shell Island?
You keep calling them case files.
These were people...
...my friends.
They were criminals who were taken down by the bureau.
With the help of a man you call Raymond Reddington.
He's an imposter. He's using you.
You wanna know about the case files...
...about Shell Island? I'll tell you.
As soon as you give me 10 minutes with him...
...face to face.
The FBI has no relationship with Raymond Reddington.
No, they don't.
But they think they do.
The cases you've given us, he said you've targeted his colleagues.
He's a probe.
When we brought him in he had classified data.
I'm not interested in the data he has...
...I'm interested in the data he's looking for.
About me and my relationship with this task force.
The manhunt exposed your relationship to Liz.
Yes, people are talking about whether I'm cooperating with the FBI.
Rumors are swirling.
And whoever he is...
...he was sent to determine whether those rumors are true.
Has our friend arrived yet?
I'm excited to speak with him.
I know you're there.
And I know you told them about Shell Island.
But since you're not me...
...you didn't receive an invitation...
...and you don't know when and where the meeting is taking place.
I do.
Of course, you need a taste. That's how this works, right?
He trades information on his friends to get what he wants.
Taste this.
An FBI executive is going to be taken...
...I can save her.
In exchange, I want a meeting with him.
Face to face.
-He's bluffing. -He has nothing to gain by gaming us...
...and everything to lose.
If you talk to him, you acknowledge we work together.
But if he doesn't, an innocent person could die.
-Reddington, you cannot-- -Hello there.
Are you enjoying the accommodations?
There he is.
Excellent. Let's begin.
In less than an hour an FBI executive, Janet MacNamara...
...will be abducted by my friend...
...and regular at Shell Island, Marcus Caligiuri.
MacNamara, Janet P. Runs the FBI's Human Intelligence Unit.
-She's not an agent, why a target? -She's a high-level executive...
...cleared to know all bureau assets, including CIs like Reddington.
Caligiuri needs confirmation about a relationship...
-...she can give it to him. -Okay, she's not at work.
She's picking up her son at a piano lesson.
-Forty-first and Macaroy in Hyattsville. -Ressler, Navabi, get there now.
Oh, sorry. No, it's cool.
I have somewhere I gotta be, so....
It's a secure building, there's a 24 hour patrol officer.
It's the perfect apartment for a young woman like you.
I love it. Here's my application.
-How soon can I move in. -As soon as possible, Ms. Keen.
Elizabeth Keen?
-Yes. Is there a problem? -No, it's just....
There are other prospective tenants who already submitted applications.
-I thought you said-- -We'll review your application...
...and get back to you.
I see.
Okay.
Thank you.
Excuse me, we're looking for Janet MacNamara.
I'll need a minute to check.
-Are we good? -We're fine.
Because you didn't say anything on the way over.
You didn't just fire me...
...we slept together one day and you fired me the next.
It's a little more complicated than it sounds.
-Room 5B. -Thank you.
-Janet MacNamara? -Yes.
Agent Ressler, FBI, this is Agent Navabi.
-For your safety, come with us now. -What's happened?
-I'll explain it to you on the way. -I'm not going anywhere without my son.
Whatever you're here for, this must be some kind of mistake.
We've got a problem.
Come here.
Get back in your room.
-Stay down! -Don't shoot.
Everybody back in your room. FBI.
Just the woman I was looking for.
-Mom, no! Let her go! Mom! -Tyler, stay there!
Janet! Hey, where's your mother at?
Stay there.
You....
Who are you?
March 8, 1985, I ran point on an attack...
...on the Beirut home of Mohammad Hussein Fadlallah...
...June, 1989, I coordinated Operation Mine Sweep...
...which provided back office support and oversight...
...for naval intelligence operations in Kuwait...
...carried out by the 160th SOAR.
The op was off the books...
...but can be confirmed by Assistant Director Harold Cooper.
How the hell does he know that?
If I'm not who I say I am, how would I know...
...that Raymond Reddington held TS/SCI clearance...
...from the office of Naval Intelligence?
If I'm not Reddington, how do I know that four years ago...
...he hosted a Shell Island Retreat at a chateau in Île-De-France?
I must confess to feeling curiously flattered.
Hook us up to a forensic polygraph...
...and ask the only question that matters:
Are you an imposter?
I'll submit to the test.
Will you?
How'd he know about Fadlallah?
Did you host a Shell Island Retreat four years ago?
-I did. -You can't tell us where it is this year?
Why didn't you take him up on the polygraph test?
Because I can defeat a polygraph.
So can he, or he wouldn't have suggested it.
If I were you, Harold, I'd concern myself with finding Janet MacNamara...
...who apparently knows all about our little arrangement here.
You need to find Janet before she talks.
I forgot how much it sickens me to come here.
Then why bother? Why give him the time of day?
Because my life depends on it.
Not if you move on.
We beat Berlin and the Cabal, isn't that enough for you? It is for me.
Is it?
I know I'm lucky the way thing turned out...
...but I can't even rent an apartment because people think I'm a criminal.
Tom thinks we should just go away...
...and start over. Maybe he's right.
Tom.
There's something you need to see.
The Cabal is in green, their affiliates are in red...
...their competition is in blue.
Since I've been a fugitive, the pestilence on this map has grown.
This is what we're up against.
A multi-headed hydra. You cut off one head it grows two others.
You have to cut off every head, burn the rest of it.
It's a mythic battle, and it's not anywhere close to being over.
It's your battle, not mine.
I wish that were true, Lizzy.
But the manhunt revealed certain facts that had long been hidden.
About you.
-Me? -Katarina Rostova...
...was a name that had been lost to history.
Masha Rostova was never more than suspicion and rumor.
The manhunt and the publicity it generated changed all of that.
But who would care that I'm Katarina Rostova's daughter?
The daughter of a legendary spy master...
-...the secret keeper who disappeared. -Disappeared?
You and Sam told me she's dead.
The secrets she took with her...
...could compromise any number of players on that map.
They'll be coming.
They'll be coming for you.
-But I don't know anything. -They don't know that.
You can't walk away, Lizzy.
They won't let you.
Who are you?
Knowing my name is no way to stay alive.
So let's forgo introductions, shall we, Janet?
-What do you want? -Information.
One of two men will die today.
One is a killer, filth who deserves what he gets...
-...the other one is a cabinet maker. -No.
He's very good with his hands.
He has an eye for beautiful design and fine details.
I'm sure that's why you married him.
If you tell me what I need to know...
...I'll make certain the right man dies today.
Janet MacNamara has been taken, to get her back we have to find Caligiuri.
I want the location of the Shell Island Retreat.
I'm not the FBI informant.
Reddington doesn't know where they're meeting.
Unless he knows exactly where it is...
...because it's the scene of his next command performance.
That's why he had me arrested.
So I'd be here while he's putting on his show.
He's using you to take my seat at the table.
What do you want?
-Let me walk. -Not gonna happen.
If you do, I will tell you where the retreat is taking place.
-You said you weren't an informant. -I lied. I'm a criminal.
He exploited me.
He's exploiting you too.
I get my freedom, you get a dozen major criminals.
Forget it, the guy's unreliable.
Everything he said checked out. It's our best chance to find MacNamara.
He could've staged her abduction to increase his value.
A woman's life hangs in the balance, trusting him is a risk we have take.
-I disagree. -It's not your decision anymore, is it?
Sir?
Make the deal. Put a wire on him, don't let him out of your sight.
We cut a deal. Immunity in exchange for taking us to the meeting.
-We're marshalling strike teams now. -Harold is nothing if not predictable.
You said you don't know where this meeting is.
I wanna believe you...
...but if this another of your games, if you have a hidden agenda...
...and you plan on going, don't.
If we show up and you're there it'll confirm their suspicion.
Thank you for your concern, Lizzy.
Borsheim.
Thank you.
Reddington. Fashionably late, as always.
Marcus. Hello, everyone.
It's good to see so many friends, and even more enemies.
Welcome to Shell Island.
Cheers.
You'll be recording evidence of a conspiracy...
...to be used in their prosecution, and to justify your release.
If you could remove your jacket.
This isn't the TSA.
These people have real security.
Before I'm allowed to set foot in the penthouse dining room...
...I'll be diverted into an adjoining suite.
I'll be asked to relinquish all weapons and personal items.
I'll then be relieved of electronic devices...
-...and asked for a password. -Borsheim.
My clothes will be physically and electronically inspected...
...before I step out onto the 22nd floor.
Which is why we'll be deploying the latest surveillance tech from the CIA.
What about transmitter intercepts?
Transmitters run on delay.
Activated, it won't come online for four minutes.
During that window they can't be detected by security.
What if it takes longer than four minutes to get through?
Let's hope it doesn't.
Comforting to see everyone's appetites for food, lies, and larceny...
...have not diminished over the years.
And although some of you might have room for yet another dessert...
...or patience for one more hilarious story...
...I'm afraid I don't.
Earlier this week, the murderer of three of my contractors...
...was ordered by someone in this room...
...to send a message that they believed I was working with the FBI.
It was a vile, cowardly, unforgiveable act...
...that, quite frankly, has resulted in very little impact on me...
...when compared to the devastating loss...
...felt by the children of those three dead women.
Now, given the publicity...
...surrounding the assistance I rendered to Special Agent Elizabeth Keen...
...during her recent stint as a fugitive...
...I understand where one's suspicion may come from.
But it is unfounded.
And before this dinner is over...
...I will not only prove that I have not betrayed us...
...I will identify the person who has.
Save your breath, Reddington. Your grave's already been dug.
I'm sorry, but, "been dug," is that correct?
-That doesn't sound correct. -I think it's "digged."
It is dug.
I'm fairly sure "digged" is the archaic past-tense.
I suppose they're both grammatically correct.
Sounds funny either way. I'm sorry, you were saying?
Two years ago...
...twenty of us broke bread at this table...
...now there are 12.
We have lost Hector Lorca...
-...Floriana Campo-- -And others.
What's your point, Marcus?
My name is Janet MacNamara.
I run the Human Intelligence Unit at FBI headquarters.
We keep track of all criminal informants employed by the bureau.
Over the past two years...
...our most valuable asset has been Raymond Reddington.
I thought we weren't supposed to have phones?
-Okay, do we need to review? You have-- -Four minutes.
Status?
Alpha teams took the northeast corner on Benson Place.
Bravo's covered the hotel, Charlie holds the south...
...and Delta's waiting on my command.
Ninety seconds.
One spotter at the door. I'll take him.
-Has the target cleared the lobby? -Not yet.
Seventy-five.
Okay, he's in the elevator.
You allege you have nothing to do with the demise of our associates...
...and yet do you deny that you benefited from their misfortune?
No, I profited handsomely.
-I didn't realize that was against the rules. -It's not.
But we know you weren't just working with Agent Keen while she was a fugitive.
-Okay, transmitter's up. -Why am I not hearing anything?
Aram, is he in or not?
The only assistance I gave Agent Keen was after she shot the attorney general.
They were on TV always, working together.
She was a fugitive, Dmitri.
I was paid a significant fee by certain unnamed parties...
...to aid in her escape, it's what I do.
That is true, but we're not just relying on the word of Janet MacNamara.
She provided us with access to documentation...
...confirming that in the last 28 months significant resources...
...have been directed to a top secret task force...
...dedicated to the apprehension...
...of key figures in the so-called criminal underworld.
Based on information provided by a single high-level informant.
You.
And that is a fact.
One you cannot deny.
Take your seat, Marcus.
Your information is incorrect, and you're standing in my light.
You know what your problem is? You talk too much.
That's not gonna be a problem anymore.
-It appears we have a late arrival. -Okay, he's in.
How fortuitous, we were just talking about you.
You? How the hell did you get in here?
-Hey, is it me--? -That sounds like Reddington.
This can't be good.
May I present to you Raymond Reddington.
Pour the man a glass of this wonderful port...
...it appears this party's just getting started.
He lied to us. He knew that location the whole time.
Why, what's his angle?
I don't know and I don't care, but I'm calling that breach.
You do, it'll prove Red's with us. He'll be killed.
Reddington knows our protocol.
If he's there, he knew we'd find him. He knows we're listening.
If he's willing to roll the dice, we should be too.
Raymond, what is this?
He's not Raymond Reddington. He knew I called this meeting.
He knew that I was gonna accuse him of being an imposter...
...so he beat me here.
I told you that before this dinner was done...
...I would prove my innocence and identify the person who betrayed us.
-Meet the fake Red. Faux-Red, "Fred." -Fred?
I took Agent Elizabeth Keen on as a client when she was a fugitive...
...to gain her trust in exchange for information...
...as to who was responsible for decimating our ranks.
Like you, I'd heard the rumors that I was the one who betrayed us.
And sure enough, after gaining her trust...
...she confirmed that the bureau's confidential informant...
...was a Raymond Reddington.
-I am so totally confused,. -Is it possible they know each other?
If that's true, my head is going to explode.
By the way, very clever, Marcus.
Abducting Janet MacNamara in your search for the truth.
But you and I both know...
...the confession you coerced from that poor woman...
...you're holding at Calabrese Fine Imports...
...was simply to confirm your lie.
-You got that? -Yeah.
Calabrese Fine Imports.
-2119 McWhorther Street. -On my way. Dispatch tac teams.
I think we're gonna kill both of you.
You've been nipping at my heels...
...ever since the incident at that awful karaoke bar in Mombasa.
You're a liar.
I would very much like to hear what he has to say.
It's simple. Marcus hired him.
-Hired? -To surrender himself...
...to the FBI, pretending to be me...
...so he could use the feds to dismantle my business.
-This is absurd. -Words, words, words.
-No proof. -You want proof?
The FBI would never fly blind into an operation like this.
He's wired.
You can go after a man's business, Marcus...
...even his associates, but other than family...
...the only thing off-limits is a man's reputation.
You have given false allegations against my good name.
Which will be whispered and repeated by those who envy my success...
...no matter how thoroughly I repudiate them.
Repudiate them?
Words, that's all you ever had.
Gentlemen. Gentlemen, I never wear cufflinks.
-We lost the signal. -Go, breach now!
-The FBI. -Actually, those belong to me.
Helicopters. They'll be escaping on the roof.
I suspect the FBI is on its way because of you.
So now we're all in a bit of a hurry.
Move!
I need you to put to rest any question about who hired you.
Now.
It was Caligiuri.
-You lying bastard. -He came to me, said he had a plan.
Said he knew about Elizabeth Keen.
I'm gonna kill you, you--
You were right, Marcus, I am the informant.
Tell all of our friends in hell to be patient...
...I'll be along soon enough.
Perhaps we should all get our hats and coats.
What about him?
Oh, yes, about him....
Fastest way to the roof is this express elevator.
We're not going up, Dmitri. We're taking the service elevator...
-...down to the garage. -Who are the choppers for?
Why aren't they landing?
The roof is clear. I repeat, the roof is clear.
The choppers were just a diversion.
-Janet MacNamara. -Yeah.
-Are you okay? -Yeah, yeah.
Hang in there. I'll get you out of here, all right?
I know you've been through a terrible ordeal, Janet...
...and I'm sorry for that.
But unfortunately your knowledge of my relationship with the bureau...
...is inherently dangerous to you, your family, and to me.
So please listen carefully and follow my instructions to the letter.
First thing tomorrow, you will inform your superiors...
...that the trauma of today's experience...
...was such that you have reordered your priorities...
...and wish to spend more time with Bob, Tyler, and the dogs.
You are going to move to Santa Monica, California.
I've purchased a beach house, the deed is in that envelope.
Your property taxes will be paid for on a bi-annual basis...
...and I'll be checking on you from time to time...
...to make sure you're still safe.
Travel safely, Janet.
The sunset over the Pacific is magnificent.
What was his name?
-Gregory DeVry. -Were you close?
Gregory was a dear friend.
And a brilliant grifter.
He made a good living conning con-men.
Short of George Sanders...
...I can think of no one I'd rather have pretend to be me.
But you killed him?
Gregory had terminal stomach cancer.
So, at his request, I euthanized him.
You manufactured a dopplegänger to reclaim your reputation.
I have many contingency plans in place.
This was one.
Why not tell us?
The FBI would never permit me to do...
...the very thing necessary to make the plan work.
-Let everyone escape. -So they could spread the word...
-...we're not working together. -Are we working together?
The way you were talking before, I wasn't so sure.
-Tom? -No.
The woman who turned me down for the apartment.
Elizabeth, this is Barbara Menninger.
Look, I wanted to apologize.
When I realized who you are, I just-- I overreacted.
Frankly, I thought you were a terrible person, and that was wrong.
You've been exonerated, you deserve a second chance.
So I want you to know the apartment's yours if you still want it.
Thank you.
For everything.
You won't lose her...
...no matter what happens.
You wanted to see me?
What is this place?
You will not marry her.
Why?
Because I didn't ask Daddy's permission?
Is that really why you called me here?
Or did you just want someone to play Go Fish?
You married her over my objection once.
It will not happen again.
You that woman Elizabeth Keen?
No!
You're a traitor!
Ms. Keen, how you feeling?
Well, all things considered...
...like crap.
Well, we got back your MRIs...
...and it looks like you've sustained three broken ribs.
No other internal injuries or bleeding.
There's nothing we can do about the ribs, just tough it out until they heal.
-I've broken a few before. -Yeah, we noticed that.
But, hey, good news, the baby's fine.
It is?
-The baby? -Yeah.
But you really have to be more careful now that you're pregnant.