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Hey, are you all right?

What were you doing?

Heads.

Good fortune.

Yeah, I was really nervous
about telling my sister,

but she just said that she's happy
I'm in a good place.

And of course, I made amends
to the guy whose fruit stand I hit.

He's actually in recovery, too.

Yeah, he gave me some,
some really good things to think about.

Well, that's great.

How'd it go with Jill?

Well, I was thinking of reaching out
to this buddy of mine next and--

Come on.
You gotta call your wife.

Well, I'm-I'm working up to her.

No, what you're doing is
trying to make amends

to everyone you can think of
except the one person you hurt the most.

Yeah, hurt doesn't even
begin to describe it.

I know this is hard.

I struggled with it, too,

but it's something we have to do
if we want to get better.

Do better.

I don't even know
where to begin with her.

Well, at the beginning.

Pick up the phone.
Say hello.

Take it from there.

- Okay?
- Okay.

I think maybe I'll, uh,
I'll invite her to lunch.

You know, lunch is the,
the meal with the fewest expectations.

Look, no matter what happens,
you can call me when you're done.

- All right?
- Yeah. I will.

Thank you.

You're a hard man
to get ahold of these days.

Well, now that
we don't have Agent Malik

to act as a go-between.

I was sorry to see her return
to the Post Office.

She turned out to be a very
amiable traveling companion.

Snores, though.

I was hoping she'd stay around
a little longer

so I could set her up
with a sleep doctor I know.

Very difficult to get an appointment with,

but I once got his wife out
of a terribly awkward situation

in Connecticut, so he owes me.

I sent her to surveil you,
not make friendship bracelets.

So you're saying I'll have to rely on you

to pass along the details
about Dr. Matthewson?

I'm saying we need cases.

That's why I am here.

Panabaker let me know that Hudson's

recruited a powerful ally,
Senator Dorf.

Now he's starting to ask
questions about Task Force 836.

I take it that's us.

Let him ask.

We've done good work.

And you have greatly compromised
the evidence of that.

I'll take care of Hudson.

Sooner rather than later
we're gonna need to prove

to the government
that we're worth what we cost.

We need to solve new cases
as soon as possible.

The best time to plant a tree
is 20 years ago.

The second best time is now.

Luckily for you,
I have three seedlings.

The first seedling is the tragedy

at the Wexford Fertility Clinic.

The temperature controls

at their storage facility
went down.

They suffered a total loss
of the embryos in their care.

Heartbreaking for all those families,

rumored to be among
Washington's best

and brightest, if there is such a thing.

And the financial implications
are significant.

Wexford charges over $30,000
per retrieval,

and most couples do more than one.

So, the lawsuits will be staggering,

if the clinic is to blame
for the loss, that is.

But I don't believe they are.

Reddington thinks this is the work
of a sophisticated hacker

who deliberately targeted the clinic.

IVF can be controversial.

Maybe it's a protest against the science.

Do we think it was an attack

against the entire facility,
or particular individuals?

Reddington doesn't know.

We'll need to ask
the hacker personally.

You mentioned Raymond
has three cases.

The hacker did them all?

No.

The next case is a complicated killer...

All three died in local hospitals
while undergoing treatment.

The first two patients that died

mentioned battles with
serious health conditions,

and Gabriel Gear was over 70.

It seems like all three of these people
died of natural causes.

Most unnatural, I assure you.

I believe these patients were visited

by a so-called Angel of Mercy.

A doctor who intentionally
kills their patients?

Or nurse.

Angels of Mercy usually say
they were trying

to prevent their patients' suffering,

but in most cases, the patients
would have pulled through

without their caregiver's "intervention."

Reddington thinks that
if we look closer...

You'll find an Angel of Death

stalking the halls of D.C.'s
most prominent hospitals.

And then, there's your third case.

A case of trust betrayed.

Reddington's not interested
in the company who harmed the worker,

he's interested in the lawyer
who settled the suit.

Rebecca Anders.

Successful personal injury attorney.

Reddington alleges
she's stealing from her clients.

Most of her settlements
are undisclosed,

but he believes it's in the millions.

Where's the money going?

There's a question worth
sinking your inquisitive teeth into.

With the number of lawsuits
she's settled,

she could be the financial support
behind any number of nasty schemes.

I'll say it,
it seems like Reddington's

willing to play ball again,

I'm just confused
about what the game is.

Why is he giving us three
Blacklisters at once?

- Are they connected?
- I don't know.

But let's not waste time
looking a gift horse in the mouth.

With three cases, we'll need
to divide and conquer.

I can review the medical records

and reach out to some
pathology friends of mine.

That works.

Agent Ressler, I'd like for you to go talk
to Anders' most recent client.

Agent Malik, Agent Zuma,
that leaves you with the IVF clinic.

- We're on it, sir.
- Whatever Reddington's up to,

three cases means three opportunities
to prove our worth.

You can take all that with you.

It paints a pretty full picture.

Employee manuals, forklift
certification protocols...

I think there's been a misunderstanding.

What misunderstanding?

You said the FBI was
looking into negligence.

I've got everything you need
to open a case right there.

I'm here with questions about Mrs. Anders.

My lawyer?

I'm on two wheels for the rest of my life

because my boss didn't want
to pay an extra few bucks.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I've got nothing but good things
to say about her.

Kemp Shipping didn't want to pay
for industry-standard training,

so she had them pay me.

I sleep great at night knowing they're out

a million-dollar settlement
because of her.

I'm sorry, I have to take this.

Are you with her client?

Yeah, I'm here with him now,
but I don't think

I'm gonna get anything out of him.

I mean, he loves Anders.

She got him a million dollars.

A million?
He said that, one million?

Yeah, why?

I was calling because I got ahold of
Kemp Shipping's General Counsel.

According to their copy
of the settlement,

they agreed to pay him
three-and-a-half million.

If that's true--

We're looking at
some serious felony charges.

We need to bring the lawyer in
for questioning.

You know what I'm thinking?
If this is the real deal...

The other two cases are just as serious.

And we're just getting started.

Thank you for coming.

This has been
an absolute nightmare,

but knowing the FBI's involved
is somewhat of a relief.

We've also brought on Todd Wagner

of Addabbo CommTech.

They manage our network security.

Anything we can do to help.

Sandy mentioned that you think
this might have been a deliberate attack?

We have intelligence to suggest that,

but first we'd like to hear
about what happened.

We lost power overnight in the storm.

Should have been routine,
that's why we have a backup generator,

but we didn't expect for the
backup generator to also fail.

Embryos are very fragile.

Unfortunately, the alert system
that lets us know

the units aren't maintaining
the proper temperature

also shut down in the outage.

So the alert system also went down?

By the time we knew something
was wrong, it was too late.

That's a lot of coincidences.

Too many.

We need to contact
the Cyber Action Team

to look into
your security network systems.

I'm happy to show them around.

Believe me, they're gonna need a guide,

and nobody knows the system
better than me.

I'd also like to see a list
of your patients.

If we can figure out
why you were targeted,

it might also help us figure out by whom.

I can't release that without a subpoena,

but if you file for one,
we won't fight it.

You really think
she's a master criminal?

Reddington put her
on the Blacklist.

She must have done something nefarious
with the money she's stolen.

Let's find out.

I talked to Clive Lewis.

The guy loves you.
Not enough good things to say.

So excited about that million-dollar
settlement you got him.

I won't talk about that settlement.

And Clive shouldn't be, either.

He signed an NDA.

That's awfully convenient for you.

That gives him no way to ask
why he's getting a million dollars

when we have settlement documents
from Kemp Shipping here

agreeing to three-and-a-half.

See?

That's the agreement from Kemp Shipping.

And that's the one that Clive gave us.

They're identical, except for the figure.

You got Clive to sign the phony one,

and then you forged
his signature on the real one.

Abusing the fact that
he settled out of court

and had no way to verify the
accuracy of what he had signed.

And when we looked into
other cases you've handled,

well, we found dozens of clients
who were forced into private arbitration

so their settlement amounts
would never make it to the press.

And with all your clients signing NDAs
and no reason not to trust you,

well, they had no way of knowing
you were robbing them blind.

You'll have to prove that in court.

No, we could.
But we'd rather do something

that's well within your wheelhouse, settle.

- Settle?
- In a manner of speaking.

We want to know who
you're funneling that money to.

I don't understand.

Well, you don't seem to be sitting on it
anywhere that we can find,

so either you're hiding it
very, very well,

or else you're bankrolling something...
or somebody.

Look, we have you dead to rights.

It's not a matter of if you're going
to prison, but for how long.

If you want to inform
on your confederates,

well, maybe we could work something out.

Fine.

I took the money.

But there's no conspiracy,
unless we're talking about

how much it costs to get your kids
into a good school these days.

$20,000 per kid, per year,
and that's just preschool.

It doubles with every graduation.

Then there's the vacations, the cars,

my commitment on
the board of Wild Society...

We bought a beach house last year.

Twenty-five hundred square feet
in Key Biscayne.

But that's it.

I'm being honest when I say
I have no idea

why you think there's
anything more to this.

She's provided documentation
that proves

everything she said was true.

Anders wasn't funding anything
but her own lifestyle.

Reddington tells us
about a crooked lawyer,

and we go and we look

and we find a crooked lawyer,
case closed?

I know I haven't been around
as long as you guys,

but doesn't it seem a little open and shut
for a Reddington case?

This feels too simple
for Raymond.

I can't help but suspect
there's another shoe waiting to drop.

Well, I hear that,

I just don't see
how it belongs to Anders.

We don't know what Reddington's angle is,
but that's nothing new.

We need to keep working.

We still have two cases to solve.

If we can close all three,
that's a win in my book.

I just wish we knew
what Reddington was up to.

Congressman Hudson.

Who do you have your eye on?

Wexford Fertility responded
to our subpoena.

That's the list of everyone
who had embryos at the clinic.

So any of the people on this list
could have been the target of the hack.

Except, I don't think it was a hack.

What do you mean?

I just got the report back
from the Cyber Action Team,

and here's the thing,

the attacker shut down
the backup generator remotely,

but not through unauthorized means.

They exploited a backdoor
in the clinic's network servers.

It's the type of access point
that companies put in place

to conduct regular maintenance.

It was very well-hidden.

Our Cyber Team has
cutting-edge resources

and even they almost missed it.

This is either the work
of a very talented hacker

with even more resources than the FBI,

or somebody already in the system.

Who maintains the security server?

A company called Addabbo CommTech.

As in Alexander Addabbo?

He's the founder and CEO
of the company. Why?

He and his wife had embryos
destroyed in the attack.

So the man that owns the company
had his own embryos there?

That can't be a coincidence.

- You think he was the target?
- Or the attacker.

Either way, we need to talk to him
and find out what he knows.

Hey. How'd it go?
What did Jill say?

I-I... I couldn't face her.

You didn't go?

No, I-I-I had my hand on the door handle,

and I-I-I saw the back of her head

and I-I just... I ran away.

Look, I can't do this for you, all right?

This is something you have
to want to do for yourself.

I do. I-It's just--

Look, I-I still love her so much,
and if...

What if she doesn't forgive me?

Nothing could get me spinning
out of control more than that.

And-And if that happens, then, you know,

I don't know what I'm in recovery for.

You're in recovery for you.

And one conversation with her
won't solve everything,

but you've got to keep
taking steps forward.

It's hard.

Okay, but usually the hardest things

are the things that
are most worth doing.

Listen, I've got to go.

Remember our three obits?

Raymond said that they were
put out of their misery

by some demented Angel of Mercy.

Well, before we put the cart before
the Angel,

or, uh, no.

Should it be before we put
the Angel before the cart--

Herbie, focus.

Right. Before we can catch a criminal,

we have to prove that there was a crime.

And to do that, we need to know
how these patients died.

Obtaining medical records
after the fact ain't easy,

but luckily, I've got friends.

In high places?

More like creepy basements.

That's where they hide pathologists.

It's so you don't see
a bunch of dead bodies

and the creeps that work on them
on your way in the door.

Our three victims were hospitalized
for very different reasons,

cancer treatment,
hip surgery, appendicitis.

But they all died
the same way, cardiac arrest.

Is that surprising?

It's the leading cause of death in the US.

But yeah, heart failure happens.

It's why nobody thought it was weird
when these guys keeled over.

And their autopsies
were pretty unremarkable.

No drugs, no toxins,

nothing in their system
to indicate foul play.

But then I noticed a weird pattern.

With cardiac arrest, you expect
to see contributing factors,

clogged arteries, high blood pressure,

the sound of your mother-in-law's voice,

or is that just my trigger?

Anyway, check out the box
for secondary cause of death.

Blank on every single form.

I combed over their charts,
no underlying heart problems.

But then I looked at their meds.

They were all given potassium chloride.

Isn't that what they use
in lethal injections?

You see where I'm going.

But potassium on its own isn't lethal.

Our bodies actually need
a certain amount to function,

but it's a delicate balance.

You give someone too much, too quick,
their heart goes bananas,

before it stops beating altogether.

If these patients OD'd on potassium,
wouldn't their autopsies show that?

Well, when you die,
your red blood cells rupture,

flooding your plasma with potassium.

So basically, everyone looks like
they had an overdose postmortem.

A fatal injection is impossible to prove,

making it a pretty ideal drug

if you're a doctor trying
to commit a perfect murder.

So we have our method.

Where's our Angel?

Look through hospital employee records.

Find out who administered the potassium,
or could've tampered with the dose.

Considering what we know
about Angels of Mercy,

and their high body counts,

we could be dealing
with a prolific serial killer.

Always happy
to take on a new client, Mr. Homan.

What can I do for you?

This young woman... who is she?

I can't reveal who I work for.

I'm not asking who paid you
for the photos.

I'm asking who's in them.

Well, I'm sorry,
I can't tell you that either.

You know, I consider myself
something of an investigator.

I took the liberty of looking
into you and your life.

I'm sorry, are you threatening me?

Well, I wasn't going to.

I thought I might be able
to come up with something.

Maybe do something nice for your son.

I hear he's a great football player.

I don't know, season tickets, club level.
Something like that.

Or maybe something for you and your wife.

But you know what? Screw it.

Maybe it's just easier
to put a hole in your foot.

So who's the girl?

Her name's Abby Ryder.

And what connection does
Abby Ryder have to your client?

I don't know. He never told me.

But when I found her,
she had gotten herself

into sort of a bad scene.

How bad?

She had been busted a couple times.

Petty stuff. Um, shoplifting,
a little drugs.

Nothing stuck, but, you know,
those things add up.

She was definitely in
with the wrong crowd.

These are our victims' care teams,

every doctor, nurse, or med tech
that could've spiked their medications.

Remember, these patients
were treated in different units,

in different hospitals,
so there's basically no overlap.

Except for one name...
Dawn Jacobus.

She's a "floater" nurse,
so she doesn't have a specialty.

She just fills in wherever
there's a shortage,

giving her access to every unit.

She's changed jobs a lot this year.

It's not unusual for a nurse,
but the timing's suspicious.

Whenever a patient died,
she'd be at a new hospital within weeks.

There's one slight problem,

she wasn't on duty when
our third victim passed away.

She clocked out the night before.

Is it possible she spiked
his IV before she left?

How long would it take
the potassium to kill him?

Depends on the dose,
his age, weight, IV type.

Maybe it took all morning?

Or maybe our nurse just visited
her favorite patient on her day off.

The pieces may not fit
together perfectly.

If she's at work right now,
someone's life could be in serious danger.

Hey, Emma.
Good morning.

Melanie Andrews is
out of Intensive Care?

Yeah. She's doing so much better.
They moved her up here this morning.

Bless her heart.

I'm just gonna go see
if there's anything I can do

to make her feel more... comfortable.

Excuse me.
Agent Ressler, FBI.

I need to speak
with a nurse, Dawn Jacobus.

Your Director just called,

but we make it a policy
not to interrupt anyone

in the middle of rounds,
that's how mistakes are made.

I don't think you understand.
What did my boss tell you?

Hello, dear. How are you feeling?

A bit dehydrated?

I've got something
that'll fix you right up.

I just can't believe-- Are you sure?

- Dawn seems so--
- Where is she now?

She's with a patient, room 303.

I bet you can't wait
to get out of that bed.

Don't worry, I'll have you
in a better place real soon.

- Dawn Jacobus?
- Oh, my goodness, you scared me.

No, stop. Don't touch that.

Step away from the patient.

Wha-- Oh, my goodness.

Mr. Addabbo, Mrs. Addabbo,
we were sorry to hear

about the loss of your embryos.

Thank you.

I assume anything I say
to the FBI is confidential?

Of course,
whatever you can tell us

that will help the investigation.

This isn't something
I've admitted to the press.

I had surgery for
testicular cancer last year.

We made our embryos
before the procedure.

So they're not replaceable?

No. They're not.

Can you think of any reason
someone would want

to prevent you from having children?

Why would you ask that?

We believe that the attack
on the storage facility

was conducted using
an exploit in your software.

You think someone attacked
Wexford just to harm us?

Maybe.
I can't think of anyone.

- This must be a horrible coincidence.
- Alexander...

No.

Amy, don't.
Hello?

Can you come to
the conference room, please?

Sure.

There is no way
he could have done this.

You always do this.

You always protect him.

I do not.

Protect whom?

What's going on, Dad?

"Dad"?

You are
Alexander Addabbo's son,

but you go by Wagner?

I never wanted to be accused of nepotism,

so I use my mother's name.

Is that a crime?

We talked to Sandy Roberts.

She said you were the one
who approached Wexford

about using Addabbo
for their network security.

Even gave her a great deal.

I brought in an account.

It's a little outside
your purview, though, isn't it?

A CTO is supposed to improve the tech,

not drum up new clients.

Unless there was
a special reason

you wanted Wexford
to use your system?

It's the IVF clinic
where your parents have embryos, right?

My parents?

That bimbo is practically
young enough to be my daughter.

It's disgusting thinking
of them procreating, even a test tube.

That's why you attacked the clinic?

Because you were disgusted?

- No. I--
- But you did attack them?

It wasn't an attack, really,

since you already had a key
to the backdoor.

You waited for a storm to give
you the blackout you needed,

and then let yourself in.

Only you weren't counting on the FBI
to come knocking as well.

I've worked my entire
adult life for my father.

He wrote the foundational code
that started CommTech,

but I'm the one who kept us
relevant in the 21st century.

I'm not gonna split half
of everything I've worked for

with a couple cells in a petri dish.

You know, Todd,
it takes a lot to build a family.

My own mother was willing
to sacrifice anything.

When I think about all those
families and their dreams,

about what was lost,

what you destroyed for money...

You should be glad
you're talking to me and not my mother,

because she would've left you
broken and bleeding.

I need about 20 minutes.

Won't be a problem, Mr. Homan.

And the other drivers?

I radioed everyone on my route.

You're all set.

Thank you for the, uh--

Contribution to the pension fund.

Right, pension fund.

Guess I can finally afford to retire.

Harold.
I'll be brief.

There's not much to say about these
Blacklisters you gave us.

The crooked lawyer's probably
making bail as we speak.

Our suspect in the IVF case is
on his way to central booking.

And we're about to interrogate
the Angel of Mercy.

I'm glad to hear it.

I guess many hands do make light the work.

That's not my point.

These cases, I don't know
how else to say it,

they weren't that hard to solve.

Not for a crack team like yours, anyway.

Can we skip to the part where
you tell me what this is really about?

Must go, Harold.

Talk soon.

Has the 56 come yet?

You just missed it.

I'm sure another will be
along shortly.

Well, you were only at Memorial
for what, three months, right?

Why the sudden transfer
to St. Damian's?

Better rate, better hours.

It had nothing to do with Navin?

Navin Mahadevan?
You remember him, right?

Of course. That poor man.

I've lost patients before,
but with him, it was a terrible shock.

Did you know that when a veterinarian

euthanizes a dog with, say,
a shot of potassium,

they always put the dog under first.

Why do you think they do that?

Well, I suppose with that much potassium,

enough to stop the heart,
it'd be pretty painful.

Navin was in a lot of pain, wasn't he?

I don't see the connection with that.

It says right here in your notes.

"Patient complained of pain
at the IV injection site."

You prescribed lidocaine.

Oh, sure.

But those infusions
can be uncomfortable.

Everyone has a different pain tolerance.

I didn't want him to suffer.

With the amount of potassium
you were pumping into him,

it must've felt like
liquid fire going up his arm.

Excuse me?

See, they call people
like you Angels of Mercy,

but you don't seem very merciful to me.

Oh, my God.

Is that what you think?

That I killed my own patients?

What's the emergency?

- I almost, uh--
- You need to hear this.

We might have jumped the gun.

What does that mean?

I tested the nurse's IV bag from today.

Ten milliequivalents of potassium.
It's totally harmless.

So I looked
at the other samples from the bags

recovered from the dispensary,
most of them tested fine.

But then this one,

it has 10 times more potassium
than the label says it does.

Enough to kill someone.

We didn't expect her to spike
every IV in the place.

Only the ones for, you know,
"special" patients.

Yeah, except she never
touched this bag.

Nobody did.

It was sitting on a shelf,
sealed inside a box.

How is that possible?

These IV bags aren't prepped
at the hospital.

They come pre-mixed
from a drug company,

Kolbeck Medical Solutions.

Ironically, nurses use pre-filled bags
to avoid overmedicating by mistake.

Which happens more than you think.

Wait, so they had a bag of liquid death
sitting on their shelf,

all because some factory messed up?

It's not an Angel of Mercy.

These patients are dying
because of a manufacturing error.

Where the hell's the bus?

There's usually another one by now.

Late for class?

You look like you're freezing.
You're not wearing enough.

Yeah, no, I'm not.

Criminology? Fascinating.

Is that what you're studying?

Oh.

Yeah.

And I have a test later,
if I can get to campus.

SIU?

That's a good school.

Some notable alumni.

Really?

My whole class seems destined
for middle management.

There's lots of people you'd...

Well, one might know.

Steve James the documentarian,
Hoop Dreams.

Well there's the great Civil Rights leader
and comedian, Dick Gregory.

I don't know...

Oh, well, your Congressman then,

Arthur Hudson.

Who's he?

You don't know?

When I said his name,
you looked like--

I don't follow politics, or politicians.

That's strange.

Why is that strange?

Because he's following you.

What do you want?

I want to understand.

Tell me how you know Arthur Hudson.

How do I know him?

He ruined my life.

Did our theory check out?

We've pulled stock
from five metro area hospitals.

I haven't tested everything yet,

but I've already found half-a-dozen
mis-filled IV bags.

All from the same company,
Kolbeck Medical Solutions.

So there might be more victims.

Look, this case could be bigger
than we ever thought.

I've alerted my contact at the FDA.

Drug Security and Response
will handle the recall,

but Agents Ressler and Malik,
you get over to Kolbeck.

We need to understand what went
wrong on that factory floor.

I was 12
when my parents got convicted.

Whatever they had went to the lawyers.

They should've saved their money.

My mom got 11 years.

My dad went down for 20.

Who took care of you?

Uh, I lived with my Grandma
for a while, but she died,

and there was no one else,
so I ended up in the system.

Didn't really seem like anyone
cared what happened to me.

But someone must've,

'cause these packages would show up

at whatever foster home I was in,

a new winter coat or stuff for school.

But then I turned 18,

and I wasn't the state's problem anymore.

So, you lost any kind of support.

Most kids like me
end up homeless, or in jail, or...

Whatever.

That's when you met Arthur Hudson?

What? No.

You said he ruined your life.

Eight years ago.

When he worked in
the US Attorney's Office.

He put my parents in prison.

But he didn't think I should
have to be punished, too.

So he sort of looked out for me.

Checked in with my case manager,
sent me stuff.

The new clothes, things for school?

Yeah, those were from him.

But when I aged out,
he didn't know what happened to me.

That's why he hired
the private investigator.

He was looking for you
so he could help you.

Yeah.

He took care of some bills,
got me back in school.

Things aren't perfect or anything,

but I guess it's just...
nice to have him around.

I'm just trying to make a life.

A better one.

Is that what you expected to hear?

No. It isn't.

It's a pleasant surprise.

I'm glad you have someone in your corner.

Kolbeck's been in business for 70 years.

Our reputation for delivering
high-quality medical products

is above reproach.

You mean, except for that pile
of IV bags sitting on my desk.

You know, the ones with
the fatal dose of potassium in it?

Fatal is a matter of opinion.

I'm not here to litigate the case.

I just wanna know what
went wrong at your plant.

We're still trying to figure that out.

So you didn't know there was
an issue with your machinery?

That it was overfilling random IV bags?

Of course not.

If we had, we would've ordered
an immediate recall.

Or maybe you did notice
there was a problem

and you just didn't want to damage that,

you know, spotless reputation of yours.

Are you calling me a liar?

Either that or incompetent,

and I don't know which is really worse.

Sorry to interrupt,

but I just had a chat
with one of your technicians.

According to his logs, you shut down
for a full recalibration last October,

exactly one week after
the tainted IV bags were shipped out.

I don't like what you're insinuating,
young lady.

Was I insinuating?

How rude of me.

What I meant was,
this timing looks really,

really bad for you.

I'm sure Mr. Walden can explain this.

Matt, go ahead.

Um, hi.

Matt Walden,
Product Standards Manager.

It sounds like the technician you spoke to
must've been confused.

Yes, we did shut down,

but it was just regular
scheduled maintenance.

Nothing special.

We'll be sure to look into that.

Thanks, Matt.

Yes, and thank you both
for coming up here.

Next time, we'll be meeting
through our lawyers.

You're gonna need 'em.

You know, mistakes like this
don't happen in a vacuum.

Someone's negligence caused
innocent people to suffer and die.

And if we find out
that you knew your products were tainted,

and didn't order a recall,

then everyone in that decision chain
will be answering to the FBI.

He seemed a little guilty.

Maybe a little.

Shh, shh, shh.

Over here.

I shouldn't even be talking to you,

but I don't get paid enough
to go to prison.

Guarantee my immunity,

and I'll blow this thing wide open.

The CEO knew.

His techs found
the problem months ago.

Less than one percent
of the IV bags were affected.

Yeah, but they'd already shipped out
hundreds of thousands.

He wouldn't agree to a recall
without a thorough cost/benefit analysis.

If Raymond hadn't
turned us on to this case,

it's possible no one ever would
have made the connection.

That's what the CEO was banking on.
Literally banking.

I wonder what he's thinking now?

All that money might've
kept him out of prison,

but a homicide charge
is pretty hard to live down.

What about the rest of these...

Well, I'm not gonna even
call them Blacklisters.

Three indictments,
not exactly a waste of time.

But what did Reddington promise us?

An infamous hacker, a serial killer,

a lawyer orchestrating a vast conspiracy.

Instead, we got a son
squabbling over his inheritance,

a CEO who valued profits over safety,

and a lawyer who's betraying her clients

to line her own pockets.

All criminals for sure,

but hardly rising to the level
of this task force.

So why these cases?

What's Reddington getting out of it?

Well, maybe he wanted to
keep us busy chasing our tails

so we couldn't keep tabs on him.

So he just looked through
a pile of cases

and chose three rejects?

Is he ever that random?

Nothing he does is random.

Wait, stop. Go back one.

Wild Society...
I've heard of that somewhere.

They do amazing work
to protect species biodiversity.

Wait, look who else
is in that photo.

That's Todd Wagner.

And that's Rebecca Anders.

"Wild Society
Board of Directors pose for winter gala.

All proceeds to benefit the charity..."

A shady lawyer, a corrupt CEO,
and an ungrateful heir walk into a party,

How does that joke end?

With someone punching them
in the face?

Now I'm more confused than ever.

Is this charity the connection
that Reddington really wanted us to find?

Maybe our real investigation
has only just begun.

I understand your board held
an emergency meeting last night?

Our ad hoc board.

The three individuals
you arrested have been

removed indefinitely,
pending investigation.

And our legal team is advising us
on the inherent financial considerations.

And how many people are giving?

We have about
six million contributors,

here and abroad.

I've actually prepared a binder for you.

Obviously, it's not everyone.

But these are our major donors.

What about this one?

There's no name.

Right.

Well, big gifts can garner
a lot of publicity.

That's the appeal for some donors.

That one in particular,
he's quite discreet.

Wasn't interested in naming rights
or a seat on the board.

The only time he showed his face
was at our wind farm in Baja.

He wanted to speak with the engineers

about some advancement in turbine rotors.

His name?

Please understand,

he has been foundational
to our growth this last decade.

We're in the final stages
of accepting a gift from him

that would carry us into the next century.

I'm not willing to jeopardize any of that.

You should know, I already filed
a subpoena for your records.

I don't mean that
as some kind of threat,

but I'm gonna need
this information either way.

Let's be honest,

your donor would want
to clear up any conflicts

before he gave a gift of this size anyway.

You're right.

This is for internal use only.

It's the first name there.

Mr. Homan, Steven.

Steve Homan?

- Yes, do you know him?
- I know of him.

He's gonna take Wild Society
into the next century?

Assuming he still wants
to honor his pledge.

That's why Reddington gave us this case?

So we'd clean house at some charity

before he dropped a big donation?

How'd he even know
the board members were corrupt?

Well, they're not exactly
master criminals,

and Raymond's a thorough vetter.

I mean, before he hired me,
he called the lady that cut my hair.

So we're back to being
Reddington's errand boys.

At least it was for a worthy cause.

That should make us feel good.

Hey, you're right.
I do feel good.

Hey, I was worried.

Sorry I didn't call you back.

J-Jill and I were...
were up all night talking.

Did she forgive you?

Well, she has conditions.

You know, but I would donate
my left kidney for that woman.

After what you put
that kidney through,

I don't know who would want it.

Yeah. Hey, seriously, Don, thank you.

Oh, thank yourself.

- You're the one who did it.
- Come on, man.

Without you, I would still be
sitting in my car having a panic attack.

I actually am in my car,
but I'm not panicking.

And-And that's all you.

You really helped me.

Well, I'm here for you,
all right? Anytime.

Are you destroying evidence,

or are you getting rid
of your photo albums?

I thought I unearthed

our Honorable Congressman's
secret shame.

But no, it just seems that

some things are best left alone.

Really?

You surprise me.

Well, not every nut's meant to be cracked.

The Brazil nut, for instance.

People go for the almonds,
the cashews, pistachios,

but look at the bottom of every bowl

and there lies
the poor Brazil nuts, untouched.

Just like Arthur Hudson.

Will you still think of him that way

if he's the reason your life falls apart?

So what if he is?

Who am I to hold up my life

and work against his life and his work?

After what I heard yesterday,
hell, I'd vote for the guy.

Is that why you're suddenly
giving everything away?

Ah, so you figured it all out?

- Is that it?
- Not really.

The Wild Society is a noble cause, but--

But we lose one species
every hour on earth.

That's a grim metric
to mark the passage of time.

Then I think about Agnes,

and how much has she already lost?

You know, what will still be here
when she's grown?

I've done everything I can
to safeguard her future,

but some forces are well beyond
even my considerable control.

So, I'm giving it up to others.

Perhaps my gift will help
slow the clock down,

so she can enjoy more
of what the world has to offer.

I'm sure that will have a huge impact.

But last week, you were
selling off your possessions.

Now, you're donating
half your wealth--

I've never been a miser.

Yes, you've always been very generous,

but not like this.

It's just money, Dembe.

So it doesn't mean anything?

You just saw what happens
when people forget

how meaningless it really is.

You mean the three Blacklisters?

They had power, respect, freedom,

and they threw it all away
for one more dollar.

People have to know
when enough is enough.

And if you find yourself
hanging on too tight,

well, time to let go.

Okay.

But is everything all right?

Everything is all relative.

And "all right" is definitely relative.

Raymond...

Everything is fine, Dembe.

I'm fine.