All language subtitles for The.Blacklist.S01E20.The Kingmaker.1080p.Bluray.x264-ROVERS

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(SNIFFS)

(SNIFFS)

(IN CZECH) No. I don't think we'll
need to secure Vanda's support.

Thanks for waiting.

We've already made an arrangement
with the finance minister.

Tell Mr. Reddington everything is
proceeding as planned.

(SPEAKS IN CZECH)

You're headed to Stepanska, yes?

(IN ENGLISH) You speak English.
I am English, sir. I hope you don't mind.

I read somewhere
that you also speak the language.

Makes life a little easier for me.
Of course.

Not a lot of Englishmen driving
in Prague.

Heh.
Little hot in here.

You mind turning on the air?

Yes, sir.

And there's some bottled water
back there,

if you'd like.
Oh, yeah.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(INDISTINCT ARGUING)

(METAL RATTLING)

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

(♪♪♪)

(IN CZECH) Hey!

Who are you?

Get up! Where are we? Get up!

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

MAN: (IN CZECH)
Police! Open the door now!

Mr. Emil Dusek, a member of parliament
in Prague, has been arrested.

Our sources tell us
that Mr. Dusek is a suspect

in an ongoing murder investigation.

He was found in a man's apartment.

That man was a known male escort

who police believe was strangled
to death.

INTERPRETER:
Let me be clear.

I am completely innocent
of these charges

and look forward to an opportunity
to clear my name.

However, I have chosen to withdraw
from the senate

to concentrate on my defense.

(DUSEK YELLS IN CZECH)

INTERPRETER:
No more questions.

(INDISTINCT SPEAKING OVER PA)

(WATER SPLASHING)

Ha-ha-ha.
Nico. My goodness.

Red. Welcome.

The house is yours until I return.

My flight is in three hours.

Look at you. You're wasting away.

Down 37 pounds.

All from swimming?
Yes, swimming. And bread.

I cut out bread entirely.

I was a lifeguard my junior year
in high school.

Had to give mouth-to-mouth
to Mrs. Bierman.

She belched up a lungful
of corned beef and chlorine.

I haven't been in a pool since.
Sorry. Weren't you in the Navy?

Enough. To business.

What happened in Prague,
losing Emil Dusek, is very concerning.

What happened in Prague
is unfortunate

but how it happened
is of more concern.

I believe it's a frame.

Dusek was targeted.

Targeted by whom?

The Kingmaker.

You're saying he was retained
to eliminate Dusek

as a way of weakening our interests?

Yes.

What I don't know is who retained him.

You do know.

You may not have a name

but, Red, this was done
by the same mysterious enemy

who has been plaguing you
for months.

Prague is just one example.

Someone has devoted
a great deal of time and energy

to depreciate your business.
Watch your tone.

It's not my tone, Red.

People are talking.

Your friends are talking, whispering.

I don't have any friends.

Whoever this unseen enemy is,
they don't think he's after us.

They think he's after you.

For now, they remain loyal

but they won't forever.

These friends you mention,
the ones whispering in the shadows,

tell them from me:

"Shut the hell up."

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RESSLER:
St. Adrian's Hospital?

This is where your father died.

Sam. it's the same building.

I checked like four times.
Where did you get this?

At least tell me this,

do you trust the source?
No.

Doesn't prove Reddington was there
the day Sam died.

If Reddington did fly
all the way to Nebraska

to talk to my dad before he died,
must have been something he wanted.

Is it possible they were friends,
he was paying respects?

Since when does Reddington
have friends?

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

You gonna ask him about it?

Not until I know
whether the photo's real.

RAYMOND: Jamie, tell your people I'll
have an answer by the end of the week

but whether or not we do business,
I'm keeping all the samples.

Lizzy, perfect timing.
Say hello to Jamie.

LIZ:
Hello.

Where's Tom?

What a delightful man.

Scrupulous mind for business,
sharp as a tack.

Red, where is Tom?
He's in New York.

Not to worry. My people are watching.
Please excuse the house.

My host spends a tremendous amount
of money on all the wrong things.

What the hell is that?
RAYMOND: Cannabis.

Jamie's trying
to form a huge consortium

of farms and warehouses
outside Denver

and having a little trouble securing
the financing, so I would be the bank.

I'd offer you an edible,
but we have work to do.

The Kingmaker.

I've never met the man

but I recently lost a great deal
of time and money to his talents.

He's single-handedly responsible
for the rise and fall

of some of the world's
most pivotal politicians and statesmen.

He's, what, some kind
of political strategist?

He's raised opposition research
to an art form.

He arranges scandals,
exploits proclivities,

assassinates when necessary.

I don't know how he chooses his clients but
they say he grooms them from an early age.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

The right universities, mentors,

even spouses.
And when they're ready to run,

he does whatever it takes
to assure their victory.

He's causing trouble for some politician
in your pocket,

now you want the FBI to arrest him?

Yes. Please. And thank you.

My sources say he left Prague
within the last 12 hours

on a flight to the United States.

Average hotel room bed can be riddled
with anywhere between 100,000

and 2 million dust mites, bedbugs,

(SNIFFS)

Fecal matter, urine, semen,

methicillin-resistant
Staphylococcus aureus.

That bacteria alone kills more
than 15,000 Americans per year.

I will not be joining them.

These cases,
you often ask for something in return.

Now I'm asking. Tom.

I wanna know his every move.

The Kingmaker is on his way, Lizzy,

and whatever he intends to touch
will turn very nasty.

(♪♪♪)

(HORNS HONKING AND SIRENS
WAILING IN DISTANCE)

Almost 10 years ago now,
I promised you such a day would come.

It will be the first of many
on this grand journey of yours.

CHANDLER:
So how far down is that?

Twenty-five feet.
It has to be convincing.

Well, it's gonna be really convincing
if we end up dead.

(SNIFFS)

Like all objects,
a vehicle in free fall will accelerate

at a rate of 9.8 meters
per second, squared.

At 6180 pounds,
your car will generate

an impact force of 557.2 kilonewtons.

Well below the NHTSA thresholds
for a front-end collision.

How will it happen?

The less you know, the better.

The life you've requested
is a bold one, Patrick.

Full of bold choices,
like this one.

It would be a shame to learn,
after all this time

that you never really had it in you.

If you wish to remain my client,

you will be on this bridge
at exactly 4 p.m.

if you do not,

then I wish you and yours
the loveliest of ordinary lives.

I'll be here.
Yes.

You won't be for long.

MEERA: Reddington's intel had our suspect
travel from Prague to the States

sometime in the past 12 hours. There
were six flights during this period.

We've pulled the passenger manifests,
applied the profile you developed:

A foreign national, male,
35 to 65 years of age,

traveling alone in first class.

That narrowed the list down
to 47 passengers.

MEERA:
Of those, 40 were on business.

We were able to confirm their itineraries
with their respective corporations,

which leaves seven potentials.

Six of which checked into the hotels
they listed on their immigration forms.

One did not.

MEERA:
You're looking at the Kingmaker.

Paul Fredrick Smithson.

Got to assume that's an alias.

Where did they land?

JFK, 4:52 p.m.

Get this. We pulled the credit card
that our suspect used

to purchase his ticket
into the United States.

Forty-five minutes ago, that card was
used to book a hotel room in Manhattan.

What hotel?
The St. Rose in midtown.

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Federal agents.
Hands where I can see them.

What's going on?

It's a case of stolen identity.
He cloned his credit card and passport

and he's a salesman
who travels frequently.

For all we know, this guy's
not even in New York anymore.

This could have just been
his entry point.

WAITER: Anything else?
MAN: No. Thank you.

WAITER:
No problem.

Have you lost your mind?

What I've lost is the luxury of time, Alan.
I don't have a week to wait around

for your minions to pass my request
up the food chain.

This is out-of-bounds, Ray.

As much as I appreciate
a good sports metaphor,

what I've come to discuss requires
a somewhat more dramatic analogy.

I'm under attack
and have been for some time.

My interests, my allies.

Someone has targeted
my key infrastructure,

and the truth is, I'm bleeding.

Why should I even consider
involving myself in your mess?

Because my enemy is your enemy.

We co-exist, Ray.

Surely our last interaction proved
we're not friends.

Don't overestimate the nature
of our relationship.

By my estimation, we not only co-exist,
we depend on each other to survive.

What I possess would lay waste
to you and your alliance.

Yes, and should that information
ever become public,

there would be no reason for us
not to kill you on the spot.

I have no intention of making it public.

But this enemy of mine, if he prevails,
and in so doing

finds himself in possession
of that information,

he may very well choose
not to be so discreet.

You're already involved
in this mess, Alan,

and if I lose control of the information,
you may be exposed.

And if I die, it triggers
my own protocol for release.

I don't respond well to threats.

I'm not here to threaten you.

I'm here to see if we can work together.

(DOOR BELL JINGLES)

CHANDLER:
So how is everything, guys?

WOMAN: Good. Delicious.
Yeah? All right.

Hey, I'm so glad you took the day.

Yeah.
You've been working so hard.

Come here.

Love you.

I love you.

(♪♪♪)

Where you going?
It's faster going through Lancaster.

Yeah, I thought we'd take the bridge,
you know, drive along the river.

Maybe we get out,
Maddy can feed the ducks.

Sounds great.

He's coming your way.

(♪♪♪)

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
OVER RADIO)

Oh, my God!
MAD DY: Aah!

MAN: (OVER TV) You are looking
at cell phone footage

taken by a pedestrian
near the Causeway bridge.

Patrick Chandler, a state assemblyman,
was involved in a collision

that forced his car over the side rail,
a terrifying hit-and-run.

The assemblyman and his family
were taken to a nearby hospital

where doctors were unable
to resuscitate Mrs. Chandler.

This is a tragic loss
for the New York state lawmaker.

Keep it right here on this news channel
for all the late-break...

You think he did this?

Some freshman politician
is suddenly thrust into the spotlight,

his selfless heroism on full display.

I suspect Assemblyman
Patrick Chandler's poll numbers

are about to go through the roof.

It just reeks of the Kingmaker.

I watched a man give CPR to his wife,
you're telling me it was a media stunt?

Yes.

Go out to the bridge.

Perhaps you can figure out
why there aren't any tire marks.

MEERA:
it doesn't make any sense.

Chandler's a Boy Scout, president
of the high school student council,

chairman of the Young Entrepreneurs
Society at Princeton.

He also did a term
in the county legislature

before becoming the youngest assemblyman
in all of New York's districts.

This guy's been groomed.

He was just elected 10 months ago.
His term is two years.

So he's not even running for anything?
COOPER: What are we saying?

He risked his child's life
and murdered his wife for what?

He also risked his own life.
ARAM: Listen to this.

"Allison is my everything,
my moral center.

She makes me a better man."

Sorry. Husbands lie to their wives.

I have no problem believing this guy
is capable of just about anything.

All right, so wind this up
and get over to that accident site.

Agent Keen.

I got that surveillance footage
you subpoenaed.

(♪♪♪)

What exactly are we looking for?
Reddington.

Whoa, hold on.

Mr. Reddington.

Bingo, 4:37 in the afternoon.

My father died at 5:30

Red left one hour before.

Hey, Keen, you ready?

RESSLER:
Okay, so, what's the deal?

Chandler drove up from the south.
No.

No, not with the case.

Something's wrong, and it's not just
Reddington being at that hospital.

You and Tom having problems?

You're not the first one to deal with this.
People wake up and realize

their husband or wife
isn't everything they hoped for.

We had a fight.

He left the house.
I don't even know where he went.

He'll be back.

It's not over, you know that.

So why from the south?

Why was Chandler even on this bridge?

His house and office
are in Werther County

which is the opposite direction.

He planned to be here.
LIZ: And Red was right.

Accident-investigation squad didn't find
skid marks leading to the drop-off point.

Chandler didn't even try to stop.

He'll say he didn't have time.

Or maybe the plan was
to go over the side.

What about the vehicle
that hit him?

Driver loses control
and never slams on the brakes?

No, he needed speed, enough to drive
Chandler's car through that railing.

As crazy as it seems, it did work.

I mean, this Chandler guy is everywhere.
Every news show, talk show.

RESSLER: Let's go pay New
York's newest hero a visit.

Look, I need to get back to the hospital.
My daughter's still there.

I've spoken with the patrol guys.

We know you spoke to patrol,
but we're not with the N.Y.P.D.

We're with the FBI.

The FBI? I don't understand.

We were hoping you could help us
understand a few things.

Like why you were crossing
the Causeway bridge from the south.

You don't live in that direction.
Where were you headed?

Nowhere.
We stopped to get ice cream

then decided to take a drive.

It was your idea?
Yes.

Actually, no. Look, I'm not sure.
It might have been my daughter's.

It must be difficult
to see her so traumatized.

She's heartbroken.

Her mother was everything to her.

She was everything to us both.

Sorry for your family's loss.

We understand your wife suffered
a concussion. That's how she drowned?

Not sure I'm ready to talk about this.
We're just looking for facts.

I understand that, but some other time.
Right now I need to be with my daughter.

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

Hey, hold on.
Hey. Text me the address.

We got something. 911 calls all give the
same ID for the vehicle that hit Chandler.

Let me guess, a van.

Utility van with signage
for a Destination Plumbing.

It's a one-man shop
owned by an Arturo Ruiz.

(DOOR SQUEAKS THEN CLOSES)

(♪♪♪)

KINGMAKER:
it seems we have a problem.

Yeah. You're damn right we do.
You were supposed to stay.

You were to give the police a statement
that it was an accident.

It doesn't look like an accident, Arturo,
if you flee the scene.

You kidding me right now?
There were witnesses on that bridge.

Do you really think
the police aren't going to find you?

It's only a matter of time
before they're here

treating you like a suspect, not like
a man who lost control of his vehicle.

I have to say...

I'm really quite upset.

You lied to me.
You told me he'd be alone.

You didn't say a woman and child
would be in the car.

What difference does that make?

That woman died.

I'm the one who has to live with this.

No, Arturo.

You don't.

(GUNSHOT)

All right, everyone.

First, my thanks for making time
on such short notice.

We have serious business to discuss.

Your message said
you were approached by Reddington.

You would think he'd be less interested
in talking after your last conversation.

I agree. So if he's making contact,

it's only because he thinks
it's absolutely necessary.

What does he want?

Our assistance.

His business is under attack.

Someone with skill and resources
is conducting a highly-advanced,

globally-coordinated assault
on his interests.

They don't seem satisfied
to just kill him.

This enemy of his seems to want him
to lose everything.

MAN:
I like the sound of that.

Don't be so sure.

If Reddington has nothing to lose,

then there's no reason for him to hold
this evidence he has against us at bay.

And if he dies...

This enemy,
what do we know about him?

And more importantly,
what does he know about us?

We know little about him,

but that's not surprising
because Reddington doesn't know.

As for what this enemy knows about us,
so far,

we believe nothing.

But if we wanna keep it that way,
we may have to get involved.

MAN:
For this enemy to elude Reddington

despite Reddington's skill,

I believe it may be an error to make

such a dangerous man our enemy.

And if he exposes us?

If that possibility becomes real,

we will have to respond
as we have in the past

to protect our alliance.

With all due respect,
since you don't speak for all of us,

we should put it to a vote
and then see where we stand.

(♪♪♪)

RESSLER:
Hello? Mr. Ruiz?

(DOOR CLOSES)

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE RINGING)

(MACHINE BEEPS)

RUIZ: (ON RECORDING) You've
reached Destination Plumbing.

Our business hours are from 7 a.m.
to 5 p.m., Monday through Friday.

If this is an emergency, call our hotline...
Arturo Ruiz, federal agent.

(SNIFFS)

(FOOTSTEPS)

That's far enough.

Take a seat just there.
We must be quite careful now.

My wife...
Yes.

You did your very best
to try and save her.

It was heroic, in fact.

This business of mine...

it's an art, not a science.

I'm sorry, Patrick. Truly, I am.

But try to see objectively
that this works

completely to your advantage.

You're not only a hero now,
but the world is mourning with you.

Never underestimate the power
of public sympathy.

The FBI came to see me.

About what?
I don't know.

They were asking me
about why I was on the bridge.

I think we should stop. Just for now.
No, stopping now defeats

the purpose of what we've just done.

We must capitalize on this momentum
or it will dissipate.

No.

Now we move to the next phase.

The Kingmaker killed Ruiz
to tie up loose ends.

Problem is
we'll never be able to prove it.

ME report says it could be suicide,
but it's not conclusive.

There's only trace amounts
of gunshot residue on the right hand.

The stippling's inconsistent
with the contact wound.

On the other hand,
suicide is consistent

with someone who ran
an entire family off a bridge.

I pulled his phone records. it primarily
shows calls on his business line.

Primarily?
Three days ago, Ruiz received a call

from a phone booth
off 11th and Lincoln.

I told you, there's nothing here.

If the Kingmaker chose that pay phone
of all the phones in the city,

there's a reason.
Which is?

Le Claire's Pawn Shop.

(DOOR BELL JINGLES)

Mr. Gibbons.
Oh, of course, Mr. Gibbons.

Right this way.

Thank you.

Mr. Gibbons,
welcome back.

Would you like to check your coat?
No, thank you.

Ah. Smells like decadence and vice.

(LOUNGE MUSIC PLAYING
OVER SPEAKERS)

The Ohlbaum Philly, please.
Make it two.

MAN:
Excellent choice, sir.

LIZ:
What is...?

Who are these people?
Exactly.

LIZ:
The Kingmaker, he was here?

That guy over there... Don't look.

Okay? With the hair.

LIZ: Is he why we're here?
RAYMOND: No.

He won the gold medal
for the clean and jerk for Belarus.

Two hundred and fifty-eight kilograms.

Magnificent drinker,
smokes like a chimney.

Mm-mm.

Hold it, at least. Wave it around.

At least look like someone
who wants to be here.

The owner will make his rounds
soon enough.

My father died of lung cancer.
Mm.

Forgive me.

Should we go?
No.

You sure?
Let's wait for the owner.

You once said the reason you were here
was because of my father.

What's this about, Lizzy?

Did the two of you know each other?

Don't tell me you were friends.
You don't have friends.

I knew your father and he knew me.

Is that why you were in his hospital room
the day he died?

I talked to you on the phone that day.

You never mentioned you were there.
No, I didn't.

There was something
he wanted to tell me.

I could tell by his voice
the last time we spoke

but he didn't.

Was that because of you?

You were at my father's bedside
the day he died.

I've been with you
almost every day since.

You've said nothing. Not a word.

The two of you
obviously knew one another

but he never mentioned you.

Why?

How did you know each other?

Why were you there?

I went to see Sam before he died.

I said goodbye.

Charles.

CHARLES:
Good to see you again, my friend.

RAYMOND:
Bless you, Charles. You are my friend.

Natalie here is under the impression
I don't have any.

Listen, Charles,

I need to know whether this gentleman
has been in recently.

Oh, I'm not in the business
of revealing my clientele but...

considering Maili...

(LAUGHING) Oh, my God, Maili.

The tiniest lady on Earth.
What a marvel.

The things she could do.
On her head.

That's right, on her head. Ha-ha-ha.

I wish you could have met her.

CHARLES:
Anyway, about your inquiry,

he was here for dinner
a few evenings ago.

Mr. King.

How perfectly on the nose.

Did he leave a telephone number
when he made his reservation?

No, but he was complaining
about the heat register at the Brixton.

(♪♪♪)

Clear. Room's clean.

(BEEP)

(BEEP)

RESSLER:
What in the hell is this?

Okay, that's the last one.

ARAM: Got it.
MEERA: What are we looking at?

RESSLER: Looks like a private residence.
Comparing blueprints to the photos,

I'd say these two are the same.

LIZ: The second and third
photo I sent you appear to be

alarm codes and wiring schematics.

It's a breaching plan.

You might have found
our suspect's next target.

I wanna know who that house belongs to.
MEERA: Wait.

Can you blow up that lower-left photo?

What do you see?

MEERA:
There in that window. Aram?

One second. Let's get the...

Get the fuzzies out. Okay.
MEERA: V and M Security.

Can you pull up the alarm codes
for the house?

Hold on.

(TYPING)

ARAM:
According to V and M's database,

the system is registered
to an Albert R. Mitchell.

The U.S. senator?

Next target, but why?

When a senator dies in office,
it triggers an election.

Guess who the front-runner would be
to fill the vacancy.

Representative Patrick Chandler.

Get out there and place Mitchell
in protective custody now.

Get Senator Mitchell on the line
and alert the property's security office.

(ALARM BLARING)

What's happening?
I don't know.

I'm calling the police.

(DIALING THEN PHONE BEEPING)

There's no signal.

Get in the bathroom
and lock the door.

JEANIE: Where are you going?
Check out the house.

Get in the bathroom, Jeanie,
please.

Can't get Mitchell on the line.
We traced the banking information

found in Royce's hotel
to accounts linked to Chandler.

The payments go back to 2007.

They've been planning this thing
for years.

(♪♪♪)

(STAIRS CREAKING)

(MAN SNIFFS)

(GRUNTS)

Look, take anything you want and go.

No, I'm not interested
in your valuables, senator.

Who are you?
It doesn't matter who I am.

It only matters who they'll think I was.

(SNIFFS)

(COCKS GUN)

The papers will say
that it was a burglary gone wrong.

Your top-notch security system
alerted you to the intruder.

Naturally, you went for your weapon

only to learn,
as so many gun owners tragically do,

that you're far more likely to have
that very weapon used against you.

Look, I'll give you anything.

What do you want?

I want you to vacate your senate seat.

What are you talking about?

Submit your resignation.

Okay. Sure, whatever you say.

I can do it tomorrow.
Hmm. Tsk.

Unfortunately, on second thought,

I don't think I can trust the word
of a politician.

(GUNSHOT)

I'll go around the back.

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES)

I'll call it in. I'm up.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(CHOKING)

(GUNSHOT)

(PANTING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

I've been here
for almost 20 minutes.

Yeah.
I can't remember the last time...

Ray, before you say
what you're about to say,

I was told not to come here at all.

You're feeling disrespected,
but the fact that I even walked in here

is proof that the opposite is true.

I take it you spoke
with your colleagues.

We're out, Ray.

That's a mistake.

Yeah, so you said.

And if the evidence in my possession
is compromised?

We're big boys.
We can do our own risk assessment.

Look, for what it's worth,
I voted to step in

but others were not
as forward-thinking.

The Chinese delegation.

There are some among us who think
we should have killed you outright,

called your bluff about whether or not
you actually have this...

alleged evidence.

And that would be another mistake.

You know me considerably better
than either of us would like to admit.

I will win this war.

This enemy of mine will lose.

Even with you and your shortsighted
brethren watching safely

from a distant hill.

Why? Because as bad
as you may think I am,

as far as you think I'm willing to go
to protect that which I hold most dear,

you can't possibly fathom
how deep that well of mine truly goes.

You think you've come here

simply to say
that you can't help me

but all you've done is ensure
that when this is all over,

I won't be able to help you.

When the day inevitably comes
that I settle up with your little alliance,

it will be you, Alan,

alone in the dark.

(♪♪♪)

Agent Keen for you.

What have you got, Lizzy?
The Kingmaker.

You have him?
He was targeting Mitchell

so Chandler could take his seat.

Lizzy, listen to me very closely.

I need you to hold him for me.

Ten minutes with him,
that's all I need.

Why?
There's a politician in Prague.

The Kingmaker was hired
to take him out of play.

I need to know
who commissioned that.

That's not going to be possible.

It's the entire reason
I brought you this case.

The Kingmaker is dead.

Red?

Red?

(PHONE BEEPS)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

REPORTERS:
Mr. Chandler.

WOMAN 1: Will you stop for a few
questions, Mr. Chandler? Mr. Chandler?

WOMAN 2:
Mr. Chandler, what happened?

WOMAN 1: Do you have a few
minutes to answer questions?

WOMAN 3:
Tell me about the accident.

How are you feeling?
When will you be returning to work?

Our thoughts and prayers go out
to Senator Mitchell and his family.

I'm pleased to hear he's stable
and I hope he makes a full recovery.

Patrick Chandler.
Yeah?

You're under arrest
for conspiracy to commit murder.

MAN 1: Mr. Chandler, care to comment?
Smile for the cameras.

WOMAN 1: Mr. Chandler.
Mr. Chandler, what happened?

WOMAN 2:
The attack on Senator Mitchell?

MAN 1: Care to comment, sir?
MAN 3: Congressman.

Aram.
Hey, I know you're super busy

but there's something you said
that's been bothering me.

Mr. Reddington left the hospital
at 4:37 p.m.

You said your father died
an hour later?

Right. My father died around 5:30 p.m.
What are you getting at?

I asked the hospital
to send their report

taken by the nurse on duty
at the time of your father's death.

Your father was found
by the hospital staff at 5:30 p.m.

but the medical examiner estimated
he died a little less than an hour

before he was found.

When Reddington was in the room.

He was there when my father died.

(DOOR OPENS)

Aah. You...

(DOOR SLAMS)

Give us a moment.

I have update for you on the movements
of your husband. Apparently, Tom has...

Were you in the hospital room
when he died?

Did you kill my father?

Did you kill him?

Yes.

I was right.

There was something he wanted to tell
me and you didn't want me to know.

It's not quite that simple.
Go to hell.

I don't expect you to understand.
Understand?

How could I possibly understand

when you take someone I love away
from me and then try to justify it?

Listen to me.

I've been friends with Sam
for all of yours and most of my life.

He was dying.

Every part of his body was failing.

He was impatient for it to end.

He'd asked to be disconnected

from all the machines.
He was in pain and suffering.

And he wasn't thinking clearly.

If he were, he would never have chosen
to tell you any of it.

It wasn't his choice to make.

We said goodbye...

and I put him out of his misery.

We're done.

I'm done.

This ends right now.

God, you're a monster.

(KEATON HENSON'S "SWEETHEART,
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO US?" PLAYS)

(DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

♪ Sweetheart ♪

♪ What have you done to us? ♪

♪ I turned my back ♪

♪ And you turned to dust ♪

♪ What have you done? ♪

♪ And, oh,
Please just come here ♪

♪ Don't fight with me ♪

♪ And I admit
I think you may have broken it ♪

♪ And if all you wanted
Was songs for you ♪

♪ Well, here goes ♪

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

♪ After all
You've put me through ♪

♪ Here's one for you ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

I didn't know where else to go.

♪ What have you done
To our love? ♪ ♪

(♪♪♪)