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- Requesting permission to proceed.
MAN 1: Permission granted, team leader.

MAN 2 [OVER RADIO]: Unit two.
Routine northern perimeter check.

♪ New York to London ♪

♪ They said "brave men run" ♪

♪ To the sound of fun ♪

♪ I'm fixing to hit you ♪

We've got movement
on the south...

[GUNSHOTS]

Say again.

Unit three?

Unit three, come back.

Unit two, respond.

[OVER RADIO] Unit
two. Unit two, respond.

[GRUNTS]

MAN 3: That's the last one.
Set the charges. We're out in 90.

♪ New York to London ♪

♪ They said "brave men run" ♪

♪ To the sound of fun ♪

MAN 3: Thirty seconds.

♪ You'd better make You'd
better make your bed tonight ♪

In the beginning
there was light.

Then I said, "Let
there be darkness."

♪ You'd better Take
your breath tonight ♪♪

[EXPLOSIONS IN DISTANCE]

We have no idea where she
is or what he's doing with her.

Kirk thinks Agnes is his
granddaughter, so he won't hurt her.

You really think that Kirk
is your biological father?

I don't know what to
believe, but it's possible.

- She had a vision.
- A memory.

- Of being at that house.
- When you were 4. Is that reliable?

Alexander Kirk shot up a church
full of federal agents to get to you.

You almost died because of
him. Not exactly father of the year.

I agree, he had a reason for going
that far and it wasn't a family reunion.

Kirk said he was doing what it took to
get his daughter away from Reddington.

Look how far we went
to do the same thing.

TOM: Where are you on finding him?
- We're searching, believe me.

Kirk's got properties
all over the world.

Private houses. Commercial
real estate, planes, boats.

- Is this the evidence from his place?
- Some of it.

Some? This is our case.

Not anymore. We're
coordinating a search...

with over a dozen governments.
Main Justice is running point.

- We need to see everything.
- Not gonna happen.

- Ressler, why not?
- You lost your security clearance, Keen.

And, technically, both of you
guys are victims in this case.

[♪♪♪]

You know what, dig in. As it
is, I'm violating federal code.

I could go to jail for even
showing you what I have.

You're back.

I'm so glad you're okay.

LIZ: Look.

I'm sorry.

- I never wanted to hurt anybody.
- You didn't care who you hurt.

- Samar.
- No. It's okay.

We knew what
pain it would cause...

and we did it anyway
to protect our daughter.

I know you may not accept it, but I
hope you can at least understand.

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

Reddington.

You should know I'm requesting
a transfer. I won't be staying.

LIZ: This is where
you wanted to meet?

I wonder what poor soul
Mr. Kaplan buried down there.

Where is Mr. Kaplan?

I understand why you ran.

You believe your family's in
danger because of who I am.

But what you don't grasp
is you're also in danger...

because of who you are.

Alexander Kirk
says he's my father.

I'm doing everything in
my power to find Agnes...

- and bring her home safely.
- Do you have any leads?

- Yes.
- What?

- Who?
- I'll be handling it on my own.

[♪♪♪]

I know you feel betrayed.

Samar and Aram feel betrayed,
everyone feels betrayed.

But...

my daughter is missing.

And if you have any idea how
to find her, you've gotta tell me.

No, I don't.

I expected Kirk to go underground
after the FBI's raid at his estate.

He didn't. I have it on good
authority, he reached out...

to a uniquely inventive young
man named Miles McGrath.

Who is that?

He's a venture capitalist
of sorts, for criminals.

What those in the tech
industry might call an incubator.

You really believe that if we
find McGrath, he'll lead us to Kirk?

Not us. Me.

Miles McGrath
was a child prodigy.

He wrote the code for OnScreen
when he was at Princeton.

OnScreen? It's a multi-billion
dollar social media platform.

He founded it. Within a couple
of years, the board of directors...

concluded he was a high-functioning
sociopath and pushed him out.

He sued them, won the suit
for over 100 million dollars.

He turned his back
on legitimate business.

He invested his money
in a new business.

- Incubating crimes.
- You mean, like an angel investor?

Criminals come to him,
pitch their business plan.

If he likes it, he invests his
money for a cut of the profits.

ARAM: That's an amazing idea.

I mean, it's horrible, but
it's an amazing concept.

Okay, so, what's McGrath's
connection to Alexander Kirk?

I don't know. All
Reddington told me...

was he's staying at the Sovereign
Royale tonight on business in London.

Reddington is currently flying over,
hopes to drop in on him in the morning.

So that's it, we just wait?

What if the guy checks out of the
hotel before Reddington gets there?

Get me the Bureau's attaché in
London. I want eyes on McGrath. Now.

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING
OVER SPEAKERS]

We destroyed the place.

The city won't have full power
restored for at least five days.

All we needed was three.

- Construction?
- Completed.

Halbeck thinks we can keep
the casualties under a dozen.

Sweet.

Think we're ready
to roll into phase two.

Rear entrance.

[POP MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO]

♪ Won't go right ♪

♪ You've got what I like ♪

He's not our target.

I'll have these sent to the FBI.
Maybe there's a connection.

♪ I get excited
when you smile ♪♪

[SILENCED GUNSHOTS]

MAN: Hey! Ungh!

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[GROANING]

RAYMOND [OVER PHONE]:
What did you do, Harold?

I asked New Scotland Yard to
keep eyes on McGrath. No more.

And now three families
have to bury their loved ones.

Hey, I'm aware of what
happened, no need to make it worse.

If you were more communicative,
we could have avoided this.

I was very clear with Elizabeth,
you were not to get involved.

- Where's McGrath?
- Who knows?

He checked out of the Sovereign
Grand after those detectives were killed.

Thanks to you, Harold,
he's on high alert...

and we just lost my best
lead on Kirk and Agnes.

Maybe not. When he was killed, one
of the detectives was in the process...

- of uploading a photo to NSY, London.
- Who's the photo of?

We don't know yet. The upload was
interrupted mid-stream by the killer.

Data was incomplete.
Aram's looking at it now.

Looks like we're involved,
whether you like it or not.

How's it going with the photo?

Uh, it's not. I tried to
recreate it using a hex editor...

and a customized bit of
software to carve it off the drive.

Of course you did.

Uh, but there wasn't
enough data to run...

so I tried a new LSM algorithm.

This is all I got.

[♪♪♪]

Oh, my God.

- That's it.
- What's it?

Symmetry.

Some people's
faces are symmetrical.

- Yours isn't, but...
- Thank you.

No. No, no, I just mean your right eye is
a twinch larger than your left which is...

- It's adorable. Plus your chin kind of...
- Your idea?

Right. Uh, symmetry.

Just, here, uh, watch this.

All we're asking for is an update
here. Okay, we're in the dark.

Surely there is something
that you can tell us.

I know it's hard to hear...

but the Bureau doesn't
have any actionable intel...

on the whereabouts
of Kirk or Agnes.

- Why don't you get some?
- Tom, please.

- No, she works for the Bureau.
- And the Bureau is doing all we can.

Agent Savino is leading
a team of agents...

and combing through all evidence
confiscated from Kirk's residence.

The residence in Cape
Breton, where you lost him?

I'm not sure that's fair.

The FBI failed to locate
Mr. Kirk, as did the regional police.

TOM: Any idea what this
is like for us? LIZ: Tom!

No. She was targeted, accused
of being a Russian agent...

forced to go on the run,
only to be victimized again.

I'm sorry. I just need a minute.

Liz.

Liz.

It's okay.

[♪♪♪]

Mark Savino's office, please.

[PHONE RINGING]

- Savino. LIZ: Mark,
hi, this is Diane...

up in Gerald Walker's office.

Listen, Gerry just got a surprise
visit from Tom and Elizabeth Keen.

And, well, they're very interested to
know where we are with the whole case.

- I'm kind of in the weeds here.
- Look, it can't wait.

They're very upset and she
asked to speak with you directly.

I told them to wait in
conference room nine.

Fine, tell Gerry I'm on my way.

[BEEPS]

[CLICKING]

Let's just go.

- Liz, we came here for answers...
- I'm sure he's given us all he can.

- Thank you so much for
your time. WALKER: I'm sorry.

You and I aren't done here.

- Find anything?
- About Agnes, maybe.

About my mother, definitely.

Got your message.
You cracked it.

Uh, we cracked it. Symmetry.

That was the key here, look.

Okay, this is everything I can
recover from the original data.

About half a face and
with lousy resolution.

But if we mirror the image.

And then make a few
tweaks to connect the halves.

You get one complete face.

A completely symmetrical
face, which nobody actually has.

But, uh, it gave us enough
comparison points to run a search.

Now we have to hope one of the hits
that came back is actually our suspect.

- How many?
- Uh, fourteen.

Three are dead.
Five are in prison, so...

Our guy's one of
the remaining six.

You ever play Call of
Duty? You should. It's cool.

I assume you didn't come all
the way here with good news.

That depends.

Are two Scotland Yard detectives
watching my hotel in London good news?

Well, two dead detectives now.

- Watching you?
- Don't know.

But I can tell you one of them snapped a
few photos of your man Bradley outside.

HALBECK: You think they got
enough to make an ID? Let them.

I did two tours in Fallujah with
Bradley. He's as loyal as they come.

Even if they find
him, he won't talk.

You understand why I
can't take that chance.

Now, hang on here, Dean
Bradley's like a brother to me.

- And we need him for this job.
- Nice catch.

Those are quick reflexes.

I was never very athletic.

I don't want him hurt.

McGRATH: My point...

is that there's a reason why
your reflexes are so good.

See, you're a technician.
You're an operative.

An instrument of a larger plan.

I, on the other
hand, am a strategist.

You whip that can
at me and I'll catch it.

But only because I calculated the risk
that someone might throw it in advance.

So why don't you leave
the risk assessment to me?

And where am I supposed to find
a replacement so late in the game?

Not my problem.

But you'd better
think of something.

I don't intend to
lose my investment.

[♪♪♪]

[WHIMPERS]

[♪♪♪]

RESSLER: Reddington,
we hit a dead end.

RAYMOND: I gather Aram couldn't
identify the person in the photo.

Actually, he did.

Someone got to him before we could
interview him. Name is Dean Bradley.

RESSLER: He's an ex-Seal,
two tours in Iraq, highly decorated.

He was shot while jogging.

BRIMLEY: I told you. I
need long-reach matches.

The black guy, where is he?

- Dembe.
- Yeah, Dembe. Where is he?

Get this, we searched his car.
Found a helmet camera and dive gear.

RAYMOND: Not entirely
unusual, he was a Seal.

RESSLER: Well, maybe he
wasn't as retired as he let on.

A few nights ago
near Savannah...

a power station was hit by a
four-man team wearing that equipment.

Any witnesses left alive?

None. Guards never saw it coming.
My guess is they came out of the water.

- Four frogmen.
- Yeah.

- Interesting.
- How so?

I know an ex-Seal commander
recruited some former colleagues...

formed an elite heist crew.

I hired them once to get back a
shamefully expensive Patek Philippe...

I foolishly left on a
nightstand in Ras Al Khaimah...

after a dalliance with
a lovely but very...

Ah, never mind.

Where are we at?

Don't tell me you lost
that damn watch again.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Johan. Truth be told...

I traded it for a bowl of pongol
and a slightly used Ruger...

after a particularly
rough night in Bengaluru.

But I will forever be grateful
to you for retrieving it.

Listen, pal, I have a job.

Can it wait a day? I've got
a deal going down tomorrow.

No, it can't, I'll double
whatever you're being paid.

Come on, Johan, burn the
deal, help out an old friend.

Would if I could, Red.

But I've got a
partner in this one.

Biggest mistake I ever made.

- Sounds like Martin and Lewis.
- Who?

3 Ring Circus, The Stooge,
Sailor Beware? Martin and Lewis.

- What the hell you talking about?
- Partnerships can be very rough.

Mmm. Ah. Heh.

You know, B.J. Simpson and I
started a lawn mowing business...

in the summer of '72, bagging,
hedging, the whole ball of wax.

One day I'm out rototilling
Pat Hunt's garden.

I go in for a bottle of
pop, must have been 110.

And there's B.J. in the
sunken living room...

shoes off, feet up on the couch,
eating a fried bologna sandwich...

watching Mike Douglas. Mike
Douglas, can you imagine?

- I quit that day.
- Who are Martin and Lewis?

Point is...

- I haven't had a partner since.
- Lucky man.

Guy I'm in bed with is nuts.
Killed one of my best men.

Ah.

Johan, you should walk away.

I'd help you out if I
could, offer a man...

but this sounds like
a mess. A real mess.

I am so sorry.

Anyway, I've taken too
much of your time already.

Call me when you
get things sorted out.

[♪♪♪]

Hey, uh...

you seriously think you can
get a man on such short notice?

Depends on my cut.

Time for our feeding?

Don't bite the hand that feeds
you. He's here for your protection.

Agnes?

We're making progress. I told
you Miles McGrath is an incubator...

that he's our link
to Alexander Kirk.

Turns out he's been incubating a
crime with a man named Johan Halbeck.

- What's that?
- That's you.

Halbeck's running
a mission tomorrow.

He needs a man
with your expertise.

And you volunteered me?

Desperate times.

Staying close to Halbeck
will lead to McGrath...

and as a bonus the FBI can stop
whatever crime they're planning.

Study date?

This is what the FBI
confiscated from Kirk's estate.

Hm. Anything interesting?

Yeah. My mother's journal.

She talks about you.

About the affair.

I'm up to the part where
she writes about you...

pressuring her to
leave her husband.

Halbeck will have questions.

If he senses you're not
who you say you are...

- he'll dispose of you.
- Yeah, I know the drill.

[♪♪♪]

Check, can you hear me?

[OVER COMM] Okay, here we go.

HALBECK: Willem Eckervelt.

Reddington says
you were a MARSOF.

Six years.

Started off in Mazar-e Sharif
as part of the oh-five ISAF.

Sent to provide security
during the Afghan elections.

- Went to Pol-e Khomri...
- With the, uh, reconstruction team?

Yeah. Four months.

Then a few of us were
shipped off to Deh Rashan.

What province is that?

Uruzgan.

He's good.

Turn-ons include redheads
and long walks on the beach.

You guys looking
for a soldier...

or a date?

[LAUGHS]

Fair enough. Heh.

What are you, 180
soaking wet? Hm?

How do I know you
can handle yourself?

TOM: Because Reddington says so.
- Uh-oh.

Maybe. But Reddington wouldn't
mind if Janowski here kicks the tires.

[GRUNTING]

[STATIC HISSING]

Okay. I got nothing.

Signal is down. Signal is down.

- What do you wanna do?
- I promised to trust him.

He made me swear
not to interfere.

TOM: Ungh!
- All right, Aram, roll backup.

We can't let him
get beat to death.

[GRUNTING]

[JANOWSKI COUGHING]

[CHUCKLES]

Clever boy.

Oh, thank God.
Aram, hold backup.

Well, Mr. Eckervelt,
you got yourself a job.

Tomorrow, 7 a.m.

[♪♪♪]

[DOG BARKING]

[MAN WHISTLES]

MAN: Heel.

[♪♪♪]

KATARINA: Seeing
Masha with Constantin...

makes me think of my own father.

I wonder what he would say
now about the choices I've made.

Look at me, in love with the man
I was sent to seduce and betray.

An American.

Raymond wants me to run, take
Masha and disappear with him.

But how could I do that to her?

She's my entire life.

She's everything.

Was I asleep?

Liz, you okay?

Reddington didn't just have
an affair with my mother.

She was assigned to him.

To be in his life.

The way you were
assigned to be in mine.

For which I am forever grateful.

Be careful, okay?

I lost Agnes, I
can't lose you too.

You haven't lost her.

When this is over, you're
gonna have both of us back.

COOPER: Heads up, people.

Seven a.m. Our asset's in play.

Sir, we have six vehicles
in floating box formation.

Agents Ressler and
Navabi are to the southeast.

COOPER: Any visual?
- Still no movement, standing by.

Thank you for doing this, Samar.

I can't tell you how
much I appreciate it.

Come on, Liz, we're
not gonna do this now.

- She hates me.
- Uh, yes, for now.

She needs time.

We all do.

We all do?

You hate me too?

I don't hate you, Liz.

- But I do hate what you did.
RESSLER: Target on the move.

COOPER: Charlie team is the
trigger. They have command.

They're making a
left towards Mason.

[♪♪♪]

What are we walking into?

When I point at something, destroy
it. That's all you need to know.

There's your target. Four armed
guards, two in the back, two in the front.

You and Janowski take
the ones in the back.

What are they doing?

COOPER: Anybody see anything?

No, no vehicles approaching.

[TRAIN HORN BLARING]

They're getting out.

They're on the train!

- We need to know what's on that
train. ARAM: I am way ahead of you, sir.

Except there is no train.
I mean, there's no train...

officially scheduled
on the track at this time.

Well, it's there. Keen, get on
the phone and figure out why.

Agent Ressler, you and the other
surveillance units get there now.

Call HRT, let them know they
might be boarding a hijacked train.

[GRUNTING]

JANOWSKI: I wouldn't.

TOM: CDC.

- You guys crazy?
- Then who does have the authority?

ARAM: Keen. LIZ:
Get him on the phone.

Liz! Uh, it's a CDC shipment.

They must be transporting some
kind of biohazardous materials.

What did we come here for?

That was CDC's
Washington director.

- What are they moving?
- Six containers holding samples...

of every Class A
infectious substance.

Ebola, dengue, polio,
HIV, and maybe 50 others.

Class A substances capable
of causing permanent disability...

life-threatening, or fatal
disease in humans or animals.

- My God.
- That's why McGrath...

had Halbeck shut down the
substations near Savannah.

They triggered the
CDC's transfer protocol.

They won't keep Class A
substances in a facility...

using only backup generators
for more than 72 hours.

They're moving the samples to a
secure satellite lab outside Philadelphia.

- What's wrong?
- Uh...

I was tracking the train using
Central Traffic Control's...

rail monitoring system,
but the signal just went dark.

- How's that possible?
- I do not know.

Let me see if I can access
the CTC's video grid.

Tom, if you can hear
us, say something.

ARAM: I'm sorry, but the train should
be visible on this camera by now.

It should be right there.

That train, you're telling
me it just disappeared?

Tom, Tom, if you can
hear us, say something!

Tom.

Singleton freight
station, mile marker 272.

That's what you said, and we're
here, but nothing's come through.

That's not possible. There's
only one rail line in the area.

The train was going at least
40. It should have passed you...

- two minutes ago.
- No, it didn't.

That was HRT on the line,
they're sending a Blackhawk...

with HRT operatives
out of Quantico.

They can jump down
onto the roof of the train.

That won't do us much good
if we don't know where it is.

Aram, I want the exact
coordinates of its last known location.

- Right here, sir.
- Send it to Agents Ressler and Navabi.

That train didn't just vanish. Get
out there, figure out what's going on.

[CREAKING AND CLANGING]

Don't know if you can hear
me, the train's coming to a stop.

- I'll try to get you coords if I
can. JANOWSKI: Eckervelt.

It's time to go.

Where are we?

Clear the area. Ten
minutes, then we roll.

Mr. McGrath, this
concludes our broadcast day.

McGRATH: What'd
I tell you, Halbeck?

Leave the strategy
to the scrawny kids.

- Tell Vincent to meet at the Lodge in 20.
- Nice working with you, sir.

Patronizing son of a bitch.

SAMAR: Aram, are you
sure about those coordinates?

I think so, why?

Because I'm standing
where the train went missing...

and you said there
was only one track.

ARAM: Yeah, that's true.
- Why am I looking at another one?

Some kind of a
split-off line going west.

ARAM: West? No.

RESSLER: By the looks of this
material, been put in recently.

Wait, Halbeck and McGrath
built a second rail line?

- Going where?
- We're about to find out.

[♪♪♪]

I think we found our train.

LIZ: Where?
- About 200 yards from the split-off.

The second set of tracks
leads to some kind of hangar.

Okay, satellite mapping in the
area, done three weeks ago...

doesn't show a
hangar or a split-off.

Maybe not, but we're
looking at both of them.

They must be unloading the
CDC containers. We'll take a look.

Negative. You two aren't
going anywhere. Sit tight.

HALBECK: That's it,
we're clear. Let's roll.

- You sure you got the right one?
- Sample Number 17.

That was our deal.
The rest is mine.

You gotta be kidding me.

Johan.

Where the hell was that guy
going? The guy with the case.

Please do not tell me that you
parted with the best samples.

Just one. Take it easy, I
told you I had a partner.

I'm your partner now, Johan.

And I've been out promising
prospective buyers the full complement...

of Class A weaponry.

Do you have any idea
what was in that sample?

Sorry, Raymond. I don't
know what to tell you.

Well, I insist on speaking
with this so-called partner.

At least let me
try to buy it back.

[CHUCKLES]

Be my guest.

Miles McGrath. His men
went to meet him at the Lodge.

It's a bar. Find
him, talk to him.

Hell, I hope you shoot
the bastard. Heh-heh-heh.

Sir, HRT is on site.
They're moving in now.

[♪♪♪]

MAN 1: Drop your weapons!

MAN 2: Down on the ground
now! MAN 1: Drop your weapons!

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

- Drop it!
- Ah!

MAN 3: We got a gun!

RESSLER: Reddington?
- He's gone.

The feds are Halbeck's problem.

All that matters to me is
that we are right on schedule.

Gentlemen, mind if I join you?

Yeah. We do.

[RAYMOND SIGHS]

- Raymond Reddington.
- The Raymond Reddington?

The Concierge of Crime?

Man in the hat?

Spy who stayed out in the cold?

Haven't heard that last one.
Never read the Le Carré novel.

Dembe, we should see if
we can get the audio book...

on cassette for the car.

Now, about that sample.

Screw you, I'm not...

[GUNSHOT]

You were saying?

RESSLER: Tell me what's going on?
- Take it easy.

So your comms
conveniently go dark...

the moment that train
goes off our radar?

It's this place, look around.
They gotta be running...

some broad-spectrum
signal jamming.

- Where's Reddington?
- I had no idea he'd be here.

Listen to me, they opened
one of the containers.

What are you talking about?

They took out one of the samples and
they gave it to one of McGrath's men.

- You don't have everything.
- What sample?

I don't know. But right now
it's on its way to McGrath.

Some place called the Lodge.
Reddington and Dembe went after it.

Get in.

I don't know where he is.

I'm supposed to call
to arrange delivery.

[CELL PHONE KEYPAD BEEPING]

Mr. Kirk.

I have it.

Yeah.

Fine. Heh.

I'll have it sent right away.

Bench outside Dan's Tavern.

A bar on Sedgwick. Half hour.

Thank you for your
cooperation, Mr. McGrath.

Just calculating my odds.

I'd say my only chance
of leaving this room...

- is by giving you what you want.
- You're a good strategist, Miles.

But your odds are
longer than you think.

The FBI found
that missing train.

Along with Halbeck and his
team and the CDC samples.

In fact, I'd imagine they'd
be on their way here by now.

Wait. Don't, Reddington!
Reddington, we can make a deal.

Look, I know people,
what do you want?!

Don't walk away from me!

Reddington!

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Not an ideal time, Harold.

COOPER: You knew about that
train hangar and you didn't tell us.

Yes. As I said, I'm working
on my own for the moment.

Ressler and Samar just
called, they found McGrath...

- handcuffed to a corpse.
- Wonderful.

- I have to go.
LIZ: Wait! McGrath.

- Did he tell you how to find Kirk?
ARAM: We just heard from the CDC.

The missing sample, Number 17, it's
cultures taken from the Ribowski virus.

I know that name.

ARAM: One of the most deadly
viral pathogens we know of.

Killed tens of thousands in
Europe and Asia in the early 1900s.

Reddington. Reddington?

DEMBE: Raymond, there's no one.

[PHONE RINGING]

Well done, Constantin.

KIRK: I was about to say
the same to you, Raymond.

So close, and yet so far.

Still as tenacious as ever.

How'd you know I'd be here?
Even I didn't know a half hour ago.

Well, I knew because
I'm the better man...

- always have been.
- I have what you want.

And I know why you
want it. So it's true, then.

After all these years, everything
you've feared has happened.

- It isn't over yet.
- It doesn't have to be.

You can have your virus.
All I want is Agnes in return.

I don't think so, old boy.

I will die before you ever
hold my granddaughter again.

[♪♪♪]

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

- Hey.
- Hey.

- What's going on?
- Nothing much, just hanging out.

- Making a little dinner.
- Oh, yeah?

What are you making?

- Just some pasta, nothing big.
- Impressive. I never cook.

Plus cooking for one is so
hard, you always have leftovers...

and then you get tired
of eating the same thing.

So I'll just bring
you some tomorrow.

Uh, look, I was going
to ask you for coffee...

but since you're deep
in marinara sauce...

I need your help. About the
transfer, I don't know what to do.

So should I, uh, shower? Or
what time is dinner gonna be ready?

- Oh, is someone there?
- Yes, but it's fine. We were, uh...

Oh, I didn't mean to interrupt.

- You're not interrupting.
- No, it's fine. I'll see you tomorrow.

KATARINA: Today the doctor
confirmed our worst fears.

Constantin is going to
need blood transfusions...

to raise his blood count.

He's known his whole
life this day might come.

But still, it's...

It's terrifying.

The only blessing is that
this accursed disease...

that has afflicted his family
for generations is passed...

from father to son.

And that Masha is safe.

[♪♪♪]

Masha.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

TOM: I got it.

You lost him.

RAYMOND: Yeah.
- Our best shot at finding Agnes.

I think I know why
Kirk wanted that virus.

I saw him getting a blood
transfusion at Cape Breton.

My mother wrote
about his family's history.

Generations of Rostovs
had the same disease.

A rare blood disorder that's
been killing them for centuries.

Kirk is dying.

And the Ribowski virus is a
temporary antidote to what afflicts him.

Ribowski virus, that's what...

Sample 17, isn't
that a Class A toxin?

- How's that gonna help him?
- He has aplastic anemia.

A systemic failure to produce
viable bone marrow cells.

It's been a death sentence for
generations of men in his family.

Except a distant uncle...

who had contracted
the Ribowski virus.

After getting the virus,
the uncle lived longer...

than any other Rostov
with the blood disease.

So Kirk wanted the virus to
recreate what happened to his uncle?

Yes. It's a simple
math problem, really.

Kirk's disease prevents his body
from producing enough blood cells.

The Ribowski virus results
in a rare form of leukemia.

Which creates the opposite
problem, too many blood cells.

So he's gonna give
himself leukemia?

- Isn't that gonna kill him?
- Eventually.

But by offsetting
his blood disease...

he buys himself a few
more precious years.

- No one could be that desperate.
- But he is that desperate, Elizabeth.

Because he no longer has you.

You wanted to know why
he went so far to find you.

Why there seemed to be
nothing he wouldn't do...

to physically get hold
of you. Now you know.

He needs a biological
descendant to save his life.

A genetic donation...

from the woman he believes
to be his long-lost daughter.

That's what you are to
him. A collection of cells.

This isn't about
saving you from me.

This is about
saving you for him.

- Well, he doesn't
have me. TOM: No.

But he has Agnes.

[DOG BARKING]

[♪♪♪]

Translated by: Ryan Dress

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