Can I help you?
-Walter Reardon. -Who are you?
I'm Special Agent Vernon Duquesne, FBI.
You're under arrest. Take everything. Internal audits, SEC filings.
Corporate minutes, I want it all as evidence.
-Evidence of what? -Market manipulation in violation...
...of U.S. code seven, section 13. Wire fraud, money laundering.
You and your lawyer have time to read the indictment before the arraignment.
His lawyer's here. Holt Campbell, Veritable's counsel.
What the hell is going on?
Arrest and warrants signed by the U.S. Duty Magistrate.
-Where's the affidavits? -Sealed.
Those documents contain trade secrets we spent millions to acquire and protect.
Call Judge Curtis Chambers, get his clerk on the line.
This is Campbell with Veritable Robotics.
Your boss signed warrants to search our offices and arrest our CFO.
If he didn't sign them, why am I holding the paperwork?
Walter?
-Walter? -Call the FBI. The real FBI.
-What happened? -Nothing.
Whoever they were, they left everything behind. I wanna know why.
-What are you doing? -She's shivering.
-She's supposed to be cold. -I know. I read up on TTM.
How you circulate old saline through her femoral artery.
Her core body temperature was only 91 degrees.
She suffered a cerebral ischemia. Cooling her protects her brain.
Right, by decreasing the brain's demand for oxygen...
...you reduce neurotransmitter production.
-Someone's been reading Wikipedia. -I read the page and footnotes.
Ninety-one degrees was an AHA guideline in 2010, but...
...in 2015, the journal, Resuscitation, concluded...
-...that 97 degrees was more effective. -I'm just following protocol.
Are you her husband? Part of her medical directive?
I'm her fiancé.
-I proposed while she was unconscious. -Do you have power of attorney?
-No, but.... -I'm gonna have to ask you to step aside.
-I'm ashamed of this. -You shouldn't be.
Samar's in the hospital fighting for her life. Instead of being there for her and Aram...
...I'm trying to find this bag before Reddington.
Agent Navabi needs our prayers. We don't need to be at the hospital.
As for the duffel, Tom died trying to find out what it contains.
Your determination to find it makes perfect sense.
And we're happy to help, so talk to me.
Before he died, Garvey went to Costa Rica.
To give the bag to a man named Max Birmingham.
-What do you know about the man? -Well, for starters...
...his name isn't Max Birmingham.
The man we're looking for is Sutton Ross.
In the '80s, if a company or country wanted to steal R and D...
...rather than develop it, Ross and his team stole it.
Didn't he steal it on a stealth fighter for China?
A defective fighter called the Grayscape 17.
The Navy knew Ross was working for China...
...so they made sure he stole plans for a plane that couldn't fly.
When it crashed, China blamed Ross, turned him over to the Feds...
...who issued a warrant, and Ross disappeared.
Until showing up in Costa Rica under Max Birmingham.
So why would Garvey give him the bag?
Because when Ross went AWOL...
...Garvey was the marshal assigned to arrest him.
And instead of bringing him in, Garvey protected him.
But these two haven't met in weeks. Any idea where Ross is now?
Yes, doing business as usual.
Ross and a dozen suspects posing as FBI agents...
...showed up to a robotics company, waving phony warrants.
The guy with Reddington's secret is stealing from a robotics company?
Yes and no. The police report says he stole it, and then left it all behind.
Nobody robs a company for kicks. Get there.
If we find what we was after, we'll find him and the bag.
Before Reddington.
What a lovely shop.
You certainly look busy as a beaver.
-I'm with a client. -Yes, and I'm sorry for the intrusion.
But I need a moment of your time. It's about a customer.
Remind me, were we doing side tabs or traditional belt loops?
Go for the side tabs, they keep you honest in the midsection.
I'm sorry, but as you can see, we are in the middle of a fitting.
Yes, I understand.
Oh, my God. You're-- Oh, dear. I am such a fan.
-Why, thank you, thank you. -Your films, your writing, your artwork.
Can't believe this. You get your suits done here?
-We are very busy. -You probably get this all the time...
...but I must tell you, I absolutely adore--
-Pink Flamingos? -Well, yes, but your Christmas show.
I had tickets in Baltimore, and I was running so late...
...I only saw the last 20 or 30 minutes, but I have to tell you...
...it was one of the most surprisingly warm, incredibly nostalgic...
-...funny evenings in my memory. -Well, look at you, what a sweet man.
That story about the squirrel, the one with the tiny nuts.
Oh, yeah. Hey, you look awfully comfy, what kind of fabric is that?
A light-weight Merino. Super 120, natural stretch, I swear by it.
Marty, can you do...
...that same multi-colored, puppy tooth in that collection?
-Is that British? -I'll tell you if you tell me.
Your client, Sutton Ross.
I've fallen out of touch with him over the years, but I do need to find him.
Right away.
Every document taken from Reardon's office was returned.
They targeted Reardon to get into the office.
Not just the office, this very corridor.
Walter's office is across the hall from one of our research specialists, Ravi Desai.
Three of the hard drives are missing.
They contain Ravi's personal research on something called the Rafferty Project.
Have you spoken to Mr. Desai?
We haven't been able to reach him. His kids are off from school.
He took vacation time.
The Rafferty Project, what can you tell us?
Nothing. It was his personal project. He'd be the only one that could speak about it.
Right, well, we're gonna need access to your backup servers.
First of all, I want to thank you.
-Thank us? We feel awful for imposing. -No, no, no, not at all. You distracted me.
Right now, that is exactly what I need. The doctors too.
-Keeps me from telling them what to do. -You're telling them what to do?
When I think what they're doing is wrong.
Like, all the time, except now. Right now, I'm thinking about Ravi Desai.
-You've heard of him? -Are you kidding?
I've been a fan since he won the IEEE Robotics and Automation Award...
...as a PhD student at Brown.
I follow him on Instagram, Twitter.
You know what the Rafferty Project is?
Well, the backup files indicate that it's some kind of exoskeleton.
A manned robot designed to help people go into hazardous areas.
That's an idea that Ross could sell for a fortune.
Well, maybe. But the idea is all he'd be selling.
Whoever buys the drives can't build one.
-Why not? -The files are all snippets of ideas...
...and partial equations. Desai could build a robot from them.
But no one else could without him explaining what they mean.
We need to get to Desai before Ross grabs him.
That shouldn't be hard, he's at a matinee.
-How do you know that? -I follow him on Instagram.
And he just posted a picture with them on his way to a show...
...at the Kittredge Theater.
I want all three.
The kids too?
Insurance, in case Mr. Desai is not in the mood to cooperate.
-I've never seen him before. -Mr. Lungrin, take a closer look.
The suit he's wearing has your label stitched into the lining of the jacket.
Please, Mr. Ross is very powerful.
If I tell you how to find him, if he knew that I told you...
...he would come for me.
No matter how powerful you think Sutton Ross might be...
-...if you don't help me-- -My God, that's it! You're the guy!
The one with the name.
It's not a palindrome or a rhyme, it's that last name with the alliteration.
-It's-- -No, don't say it, don't say it.
It's Paddington. Or, Rattington. Or Raphael, or Rayburn.
Or Rufus-- Rufus Reddington!
You're Raymond Reddington?
Yes, Raymond Reddington, I told you not to say it.
Raymond Reddington, wow, what a name. What a man.
And people think I'm weird?
Please, all I know is where I send the invoices for my work.
Well.
Right.
So, what do you think of this one?
Oh, John, yes, I like that. But go with the Snowy River collection...
...in the Glen orchid plaid.
It worked for the Duke of Windsor.
And just my opinion, consider a vest.
You think? Are vests in again?
-Vests have never been out. -Okay.
My invoice, for Sutton.
This is the address where I send them.
Good afternoon, Mr. Jordan.
Who are you?
My name is Raymond Reddington.
I don't have time to explain all that that implies...
...suffice it to say, I know you handle accounts for Sutton Ross.
You're gonna help me find him.
All wrong, never get anywhere.
-Poor things. -Yeah, but that old thumb never fails.
-Smile goes with this one, like this. -You figured that out by yourself?
There's a sniper in the balcony ready to execute your children.
Now, you take number one, for instance.
If you want them to live, you need to leave with me right now.
I'll be right back.
Yeah, but number two's a little wider. Smile goes with this one, like this.
All right, you secure the entrance, I'll get in touch with security.
That SUV, 3 o'clock. He's one of Ross' men.
-I recognize him from the surveillance. -All right, I'll cover you.
Give me the keys.
Get out of the car.
Keen.
Get in the back.
Hey, kids. Your dad needs you to come with me.
New plan. Our new vehicle's at the rear.
--going to give me a little credit?
What for?
Cover me. Someone's on my tail.
Keen, they're coming your way. Got a black SUV.
-Where's Elizabeth? -She's ahead of you.
Sir, please, my children.
Tell me what I need to know and your children will be fine.
-What? -You need to leave Ross to me.
-Is that a threat? -Advice.
Soon as I get the duffel bag, he's all yours.
You need to pull over.
You're a fugitive, I'm a cop, you get in my way, I swear I'll arrest you.
-Turn around. -We'll lose Ross.
Dembe, turn around.
Let me look at you, come here.
Raymond Reddington, you're under arrest.
It's a deep cut. Gonna need stitches.
You have the right to an attorney.
-Here. -You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say will be used against you in a court of law.
Keep pressure on it.
-I'll call you an ambulance. -I'll get you for this.
You'll try, but there's a fine line between fishing...
...and standing on the shore, looking like an idiot.
-So you arrested Reddington? -I was too dazed to arrest him.
He let Ross go to make sure I was okay.
Hit me, hug me. Reddington's moral code in a nutshell.
Ross got away and Reddington has his driver.
Well, Reddington shot a couple of Ross' guys. We got a cell phone...
...but it's locked, we need the access code.
Maybe there's another way.
It's a burner. No e-mails, call logs or contacts.
Just one text sent to an international number.
"Winchester 1500 a.m."
Fifteen-hundred is p.m., so it's not a time.
And if it's a place, there is a 1500 Winchester in 20 states.
-Aram, how is she? -The same.
At least she was when her doctors kicked me out.
-Agent Keen, are you all right? -Yeah, I'm fine.
And Samar will be too, if you stop telling the doctors what to do.
You're doing everything. All you can do is wait.
I know, which is why I'm here. I meant it, work is a distraction, so please.
-Say you have some for me. -As a matter of fact, we do.
I know you work for Ross. Hey, look at me!
The truth always comes out.
It better, or we're not gonna find Sutton Ross.
I'm talking about your truth. It was bound to surface.
Ross wants blood. You ruined his life.
I didn't give Sutton Ross bogus plans for the Grayscape 17.
He thinks you did. And because of that...
...he wants the world to know what's inside the duffle.
This guy's lips are sealed tighter than a bull's ass in fly season.
I'm gonna need another couple of bags of hickory briquettes and a squirt gun.
I know who hired Ross to abduct Ravi Desai...
...and where and when Ross will be handing him over.
-You know that from the texts? -And number.
The message was sent to a cell with an international number.
011 is the U.S. exit code, and 381 is the country code for Serbia.
-So? -So after Ravi Desai got his PhD...
...two robotics companies wanted to hire him.
One was Veritable. The other, AXG Robotics.
A Serbian company.
Homeland says two of their execs landed in Dulles this morning.
How does that get you the where and when Ross is giving them Desai?
It doesn't but the message does. A.M. isn't a time. It's a place.
A neighborhood in D.C. Adams Morgan.
In Adams Morgan is the old Winchester Pharmaceutical Plant.
So 1500 is the time, 3 p.m.
Did the Serbians list the hotel where they're staying?
The Metro Suites. Why?
This mess started with criminals pretending to be FBI agents.
Maybe we should return the favor.
-It's done. -Did he talk?
Like Whoopi on The View. Yakety-yak all about the Rafferty project.
-The duffle bag? -Never heard of it.
-Ross? -Meeting a client...
...at the old Winchester Pharmaceutical Plant at 3.
-What is the Rafferty Project? -I don't know.
But I know what it means.
Ross is on to the next job.
And the duffel may already be gone.
Brimley said he knew nothing about the duffel.
I'll call the twins in for cleanup.
You alert Morgan. I want him on site at the pharmaceutical plant.
We got eyes from about 200 yards southwest.
We're in position.
I want Ross and his hostage.
Ready on your signal.
The drives were useless without the engineer who programmed them.
Getting him doubles the price.
Of course, I can only deliver the actual mind.
Accessing what's inside it is your job.
Wait, hold, hold, hold.
Please, I'm begging you.
Let my children go.
Stand down. Abort.
Don't stop. Just keep walking. Everything's gonna be fine.
And when that door opens, you get in and stay down.
Get on the ground. FBI.
Hands on your head.
On the ground now.
Kidnapping, impersonating an officer, theft of trade secrets.
That's before we talk about the plans for a stealth fighter you sold to China.
Last I checked, we execute people for treason.
-Ian Garvey gave you a duffel bag. -I know who you are.
-The bag, where is it? -You're Elizabeth Keen.
-You help us, we'll help you. -Oh, you'll help me.
-And I have demands. -We're listening.
-Tell the Serbian to talk a walk. -Forget it.
And no cameras. No audio recordings.
Just you and me.
-Why are you doing this? -Because I've looked in the bag.
-Five minutes. -Liz.
I'll be fine.
Five minutes, not a second more.
-So? -You may want to sit, Agent Keen.
-I want Ross. -I know. I'm not giving him to you.
A clever ruse, detaining the Serbians. Inserting Ressler in their place.
-I'm on Elizabeth's side on this. -Clearly.
So allow me to put a fine point on the cost of that decision.
The duffle bag is mine.
Its contents are personal.
I want my privacy respected.
You and Agent Keen are not honoring that.
So I see no reason to honor our agreement.
-What agreement? -Mine with the task force.
It's a simple ultimatum.
I get Ross...
...or the Blacklist ends.
-You wanna force my hand? -I told you what I want.
And I told you that you can't have him, ultimatum or no ultimatum.
Ressler!
Level four breach, east interrogation. We need emergency systems now.
Stay here.
-What happened? -Ross has Keen.
-Door's locked. He took out our view. -I can override the CCTV's power.
Contact HRT. Get an emergency response team.
-Cooper. -Okay, we are officially in full lockdown.
It's him calling on Keen's cell.
Okay, here's how this works.
Do as I say or Agent Keen dies.
Don't listen to him.
-If you breach from the observation-- -Shut up.
I like the spirit. But understand I have no problem making good on my threat.
You're locked in. You're in no position to make demands.
I am confident you will meet them. I want two CZ-75s on a police caravan...
...to escort me and Agent Keen in 15 minutes.
-Escort you where? -That's the fun part. Wait to find out.
You need to breach that room right now.
HRT is trying to make contact with Keen's cell.
"Trying" is the word. He's not gonna make contact. He's not negotiating.
-What do you suggest? -Cut power, blow the doors.
Stun grenades, CS gas and extract.
How can you be sure he doesn't kill Keen?
He can't. It's a calculated risk.
Demands were a ruse. They're in the cavity.
Searching security feeds. No sign of anyone in corridors L2, 3 or 5.
We're still overhead.
Guys, I got something.
Man down. Sidearm and badge are missing.
So Ross is now armed.
-Last name Schay. -"Schay." Come on.
Schay, Charlie. Interim security.
His badge was swiped two minutes ago at door 32C.
-South wing, first floor. -On my way.
Move, move.
That's far enough.
That badge belongs to interim security. You need a passcode.
Then give me one.
-You can't. -Don't think I'll shoot her?
-Give me a code! Now! -Don't listen to him. He's bluffing.
-She's right. He's bluffing. -Maybe. If you're wrong, Keen's dead.
I'm not gonna open that door. I have men on the way to you. Stand down.
-Three -I'm not wrong.
-He's bluffing. -You don't know.
-Two. -If you give him that code...
...it's unlikely you'll ever see Keen.
-One. -Eight, three, seven, two, four.
Eight, three, seven, two, four. That's the code.
BOLO's out with IDs and a description of the vehicle.
The car's a dead end. He's ditched it and stolen another.
I'm sorry. He was gonna shoot her.
Mojtabi is not the reason. You are. You're the reason she's ever been in danger.
If you're interested in her safety, stay away from her.
-Agent Keen. -On speaker.
Yeah.
-Elizabeth. -Your life for hers.
-Done. -There's a payphone at 3rd and Summit.
Let me speak with her.
Be there in an hour to receive instructions. Come alone.
I wanna talk to her.
-You're not going alone. -That's exactly what I'm going to do.
What I'm going to do is blanket that meeting with surveillance.
-We're not letting you out of sight. -Now who's putting her life in danger?
Heads up, people. Here we go.
-Team Bravo, you have eyes? -Copy. On your go.
-Charlie, you in place? -Affirmative.
-Okay, Aram? -I'm up on the phone.
As soon as I get a hard trace, I'll call it in.
Top 10 is on the move.
-Yeah. -Mr. Reddington.
Is that a tail I see watching you?
You getting this?
I've got the pay phone tapped, not the burner. I have no way to access that line.
You knew I couldn't get here without the Feds keeping a close watch.
They're rather protective of Agent Keen.
If you are half as smart as you think you are, I'm sure you have a plan.
-Where the hell is he going? -Pulling CCTV feeds now.
-Raymond is letting them take him. -"Letting them"?
For Elizabeth.
-What are you doing? -I'm pulling up additional CCTV feeds.
A view on the rear entrance of the lumber yard.
I've got him. They're loading him into a white late model van.
Okay, we move on my go, all units.
Okay. Target van is headed south on Central.
Bravo and Charlie, move in. Take them from the south approach.
Hold on a second. We've got a situation.
-I've got another van. -"Another"?
Actually, I've got two more vans and two more unsubs being loaded now...
...and on the move.
Make that north on Central and south on Central.
Okay, move in. All units, go now. Aram, you need to track those vans.
Yup. Already on it.
Okay, Team Bravo, your van is moving west on Bryant.
Okay, Charlie, you can intercept three blocks north on Gerard.
Tell NPD we need a perimeter...
...from Franklin Street NE south to New York Avenue.
Bravo and Charlie intercepted two vans, and you are right behind the third.
Okay, take them.
-Yeah? -The van.
-Which one? We've got all three. -No.
The gray liquor van. The one that left through the street.
It's how Raymond was taken.
This is all a distraction?
What the hell happened?
Ross had it gamed out. Reddington wasn't much help. He surrendered.
Get NPD the last known location. Have them set a perimeter.
What about the dead zones?
We have to canvas it the old-fashioned way, door to door.
This is my fault.
-No. -I should have just let it go.
Does it matter?
Mr. Kaplan, Tom.
We all should've just left it alone.
They didn't because they thought I deserved to know, but I don't.
Whatever this is, it's yours.
I should've respected that.
The only reason we're here is because I didn't.
-I'm so-- -You have nothing to apologize for.
Not to me, ever.
My life for hers. That was the agreement.
Let her go.
Take her in the back.
No, no, no.
You don't need to hurt her anymore.
Whether or not she suffers is entirely up to you.
I should say, "How much she suffers".
I should warn you, my men are somewhat indelicate.
So the quicker you tell me what I want to know...
...the less damage they will do to her.
Let's start with this DNA report.
The search area has over 500 businesses, 64 blocks.
Even with NPD assisting, it's gotta be at least one minute per block.
-Never gonna find them. -We will.
How can you be so sure?
God only gives you burdens you can carry.
Losing Raymond and Elizabeth? I couldn't carry that.
-I feel the same about Samar too. -Then you have nothing to worry about.
For 30 years, I've wanted to be in the same room as Raymond Reddington.
The bastard who tricked me into selling the Chinese a dodo bird...
...when they were looking for an eagle.
And here we are.
So the DNA report.
Tell me what it means.
There. On the left. That's the van.
Okay, Delaware plate, 8LV235. Running it now.
We found it, 424 North Roslyn.
424 North Roslyn.
-We're eight blocks away. -Two minutes out.
If I tell, what guarantee do I have that you'll let her go?
The only guarantee you have is if you don't tell me, she will die.
Of course, perhaps you don't care about that.
Perhaps her life isn't worth your revealing your precious secret for.
After all, what is she to you really?
Enough.
Tell me the truth.
The truth.
The truth...
...is that I am--
-On the ground. FBI. -Raymond, are you okay?
Yeah. They're more of them in the back. They have Elizabeth.
Elizabeth.
It's over.
-SWAT is on the way. You can't be here. -Raymond.
I got her. Go.
I've advised you of your rights. Do you understand them?
Yes, I do.
You can play all the magic tricks you like. I know the truth.
Oh, my God.
I-- I have to go.
I have to go.
I didn't know if--
When you didn't wake up, I thought--
-I don't know what I thought. -Yes.
-What? -I said yes.
Yes what?
Yes, I will marry you.
The whole thing ended just like it always does.
With the bad guy dead on the floor.
With the Bureau confused and upset...
...but satisfied another scumbag's wiped from the earth.
With Reddington gone.
His precious duffle bag still a secret like you wanted all along.
Except it's not a secret.
Not to me.
Because this time I have a secret too.
I learned that from you.
How to prey on the emotions of those that love you most.
And it worked.
Like a charm.
How'd you do it?
I told a few lies.
God, I miss you.
Well, go on.
I'm dying to hear how you pulled this off.
I was with Ross. He told me.
And that's the truth. And I can prove it.
-But it can't be. -But it is.
I have the bag, the bones...
...and the DNA report.
Get me out of here, and I can show it to you.
Okay.
Here's what I need you to do.
Ressler!
Level four breach, east interrogation. We need emergency systems now.
I made a few demands to buy us enough time to get out.
Aram will have those feeds up any minute. Listen.
Make a demand.
A few theatrics.
Don't listen to him.
-If you breach from the observation-- -Shut up.
Demands were a ruse. They're in the cavity.
Once out, Ross took you to the bones?
Not just Ross.
He had help.
Garvey didn't reach out to me because I hate Reddington.
He wanted me to help get the truth to the person he cares about most.
You.
Of course it's you.
Garvey gave me the bag in Costa Rica, so I could get it to your sister.
-Did he tell you? -Yes.
He said there's proof.
Yeah, the DNA test.
-It was in the bag. I saw it. -Yes.
You and I can get the truth. If this is gonna work, we need Reddington's trust.
I can help with that.
-Your life for hers. -Done.
There's a payphone at 3rd and Summit.
Be there in an hour to receive instructions.
-Come alone. -I wanna talk to her.
-Again. -That's enough.
If you're gonna tell him you hurt me, he's gotta believe you.
Again.
You knew Reddington would come for you. Anything for you.
Let her go.
Take her in the back.
No, no, no.
No!
Perhaps her life isn't worth your revealing your precious secret for.
-He's not talking. -He will. You have to keep pushing.
Tell him you're gonna kill me.
While it didn't work like I planned...
...it worked even better.
I got to the truth that you and so many people have died trying to expose.
I know the truth, Red...
...about that night.
-I have to tell her. -I can't let you do that.
She deserves the truth.
He's not who you think he is.
I have it. I went there and dug it up. I'm gonna give it to her.
I figured it out, the whole thing. When Nik was killed, all of it.
Tom, no!
Reddington almost found out about Jennifer. I think he would've killed her too.
Go now!
Go!
Instead, he got to do what he always does.
Try and save me.
Elizabeth.
It's over.
And bury his secret.
She may not know your secret, but she knows you've got one.
She's never gonna let it go.
So now you know.
-Why he was willing to let people die... -Let you die.
-...to hide the truth. -I know now...
...that those bones in that bag...
...are Raymond Reddington's.
The real Raymond Reddington.
My father.
I know that this man is an imposter.
Why he came into my life, why he took your life...
...why he spent the last 30 years pretending to be Raymond Reddington...
...I'm gonna figure all that out.
And then I'm going to destroy him.
Be careful, Liz.
This man...
...whoever he is...
...he's dangerous.
I know he is.
But I'm not alone.
I have help.
You ready?
Oh, yeah.
I'm ready.