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[♪♪♪]

Plot 332.

This is it.

[SPEAKS IN CHINESE]

Hey, what's going on here?

Lose the shovel.

Keep your hands
where I can see them.

What are you doing here?

[GRUNTING]

[SHOUTS]

[IN CHINESE]
Mr. Liao, pleasure to see you.

[IN CHINESE]
What do we have today?

Marjorie Lin
Twenty-four

Unmarried
She was going for her PHD.

Cause of death?

Heart attack.

No history of illness, or STDS.

As requested.

- How much?
- Thirty-seven thousand.

I'll take it.

[♪♪♪]

[IN ENGLISH]
You're going to be so pretty.

I had the photo enhanced.

It's a rough extrapolation of features...

...since the face
was almost entirely blown out.

Ran it through every FBI database.

Facial recognition, mug shots,
surveillance feeds.

Or just buy this boat,
and we could disappear.

Do you know how many images are
in the NGI database? Fifty-one million.

If we go away, none of that matters.

Fifty-one million,
and not a single one of her.

Reddington knows who she is.

I know who she is.

That girl, that's me.

And the woman,
I believe that may be my mother.

That mean Reddington's your dad?

No.

My father died when I was 4, in a fire.

Reddington was there.
I think she may have been too.

Why don't you just ask him?

If Reddington wanted me to know
the truth, he would've told me by now.

Wants to keep me from knowing.

And he will bully anyone
who might help me into silence.

Well, that's his tell, the silence.

Berlin had me keep tabs on him,
or trying to.

Mention of his name
was like I'd asked for their firstborn.

He thinks fear protects him, but
fear he instills, silence can't hide it.

You can see it in their eyes.

Whenever I did,
I knew Reddington had been there.

- What?
- That stamp.

The ring, I've seen it before.

LIZ: Where?
- Berlin.

He wore a ring with that exact hallmark.
It's a Russian inspection stamp.

You know people
who worked with Berlin.

You could reach out.

RAYMOND:
My apologies, Leonard.

I intended to be earlier.

You had a bullet removed
from your chest five days ago.

It's a wonder you're here at all.

I've configured an optical
character recognition program...

...to create hard copies
of the data of the Fulcrum.

That data's over 25 years old.
Much of it must be obsolete.

Most of the key delegations are run
by the same players.

The Director believes
there are many players on the board.

He thinks a bipolar world
is inherently more stable.

Whatever they're planning to accomplish,
it won't commence until 2017.

Well, he's advancing the time line.

And with Hobbs gone,
I've lost my man on the inside.

We need to find Kenneth Jasper.

He's one of the Director's closest allies.
He'll know what they're planning.

I threatened to kill him
when he betrayed Roger Hobbs.

More specifically,
I threatened to cut out his tongue...

...and deliver it to the Director
personally. He won't be easy to find.

But he's the best play.

Swanky digs.

Seeing as how you recently paid a visit
to my apartment in Bethesda...

...you know I have a fondness
for the old and somewhat decrepit.

Dembe asked me to go
to get the interface for the Fulcrum.

He needed you to get the Fulcrum.

He wanted you to discover secrets.

Did you discover any secrets, Lizzy?

What's that?

Please help yourself.

LIZ:
Identification documents for Lien Mah.

Fake birth certificate.

Fake passport.

Death certificate.

Proof of embalming.

Everything necessary
to convince the U.S. State Department...

...that Lien Mah
was a Chinese national...

...who died
while visiting the United States...

...and to arrange for her body's return
to her homeland.

Who would ship
a fictitious Chinese corpse to China?

A rather clever smuggler, I imagine.

So if Lien Mah is fake, then whose body
are they shipping overseas?

"Marjorie Lin, 24, was laid to rest
Monday afternoon.

Not 10 hours later, her body was stolen
in a brazen midnight grave robbery."

You think the smuggler
is using Marjorie Lin's body?

Compare the photo
on Lien Mah's false passport...

...to the photo of Marjorie Lin
in the paper.

Same woman.

But why this case? What's your angle?

This smuggler also has business
with the Cabal.

- The Cabal?
- The Taiwan festival bombing in 2011.

Thirty-two dead, nine injured.

The IED that took out the convoy...

...headed to the Chinese consulate
in Jakarta last year...

...another 17 dead.

Both were engineered by the Cabal.

And this same smuggler was used
to transport those explosives...

...to their final destinations.

You wanna target one of their assets?

I went to the Director,
showed him the Fulcrum...

...restored the détente.

The détente is over, Lizzy.

What you know
about the Fulcrum...

...what the Director now knows
you know?

By saving me, you revealed yourself
to be a potent enemy...

...a target they will try to discredit
or destroy.

The smuggler.

We need to find the smuggler.

So we obtained a list from State of all the
foreign nationals who died on U.S. soil...

...and were repatriated back
to their home countries.

- Of these, seven in particular stood out.
- How so?

ARAM: Passports were forged
using fictitious names...

...just like the documentation that
Mr. Reddington provided on Marjorie Lin.

Who were these women really?

Marjorie Lin, a.k.a. Lien Man,
wasn't the only body that was stolen.

We were able to match forged photos
with seven grave robberies...

...in which the bodies
were Asian females under 35.

Chinese, to be specific.

And all were shipped
to various cities in China.

Do we know
who received the shipments?

I contacted Chinese authorities.
They're launching an investigation.

We doubt they'll come up with much.
Given the forged paper trails...

...my bet is these funeral parlors
don't even exist.

Based on this guy's track record...

...there's a chance
he was moving explosives in caskets.

As soon as our suspect
files the paperwork...

...authorizing transportation of Lien Mah
back to China...

...we'll know the flight number,
and we can go seize the casket.

[♪♪♪]

- That's enough for today.
- Just one more lap, Raymond.

- This is an important part of your therapy.
- You should have let me die.

Nobody told me
about this aimless walking.

- Jasper's gone.
- How gone?

Canceled all meetings
and fled in his Gulf stream four days ago.

Bogus flight plan.
No record of any visas issued.

Not as much as a passport swiped.

Call Alex and Barton.
Book them a flight to Key West.

Jasper's yacht is docked
at the Admiral's Club Marina.

A Benetti Romanza.

[RAYMOND SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]

Barton can pass for Jasper
from a distance.

Go aboard, take her out a mile or two,
blow her up.

Dembe will make it appear
to be a death by misadventure.

Tip off Frasier at The Journal
and Brenda Short at Holford Capital.

Stock in Jasper's conglomerate...

...Century View Media
will start hemorrhaging...

...as soon as news
of his tragic disappearance goes viral.

Within hours, he'll have to hold
a press conference to stem the bleeding.

And then we'll have his location,
or at least a starting point.

And if he decides to ride it out?

He has two viciously rapacious
ex-wives.

A Brazilian bull shark of a mistress...

...and a thoroughbred ranch
south of Ocala...

...that's a bottomless money pit.

He'll turn up.

If you're gonna keep stopping by like this,
we should consider getting you an office.

I'm getting sworn in tomorrow, Harold.

I'm aware. Big day.

You're damn right.

I've been getting calls
from The Times, from The Post.

There were witnesses. People think
it was Reddington who was shot.

People know it was him.

We can deal with rumors. What's harder
is proof, and there isn't any.

Press believes a fugitive from the FBI's
most wanted list was here in D.C.

Looks like I don't know anything.
It gives the impression...

...I'm more focused on transitioning
into the job than doing the job.

I want this handled.

- How do you suggest I do that?
- A reporter at The Post.

His name is Josh Mandell.

I want you to leak him something,
anything.

A redacted operational report
to Reven Wright.

Just enough to convey that my office and
the FBI are all over the Reddington case.

You're asking me to fabricate
and then leak a classified document.

Yes.

It's public relations, Harold.

Lien Mah's body was delivered
to Dulles.

The casket's scheduled
to be on Flight 241 to Beijing.

Contact airport authority.
Stop that flight.

Make sure casket doesn't make it
to the cargo hold.

Get an EOD team to meet us on site.

[PHONE BUZZES]

I just heard from Reddington.
He wants to meet.

- About what?
- He won't say.

He's still worried about leaks.
I'll have to catch up with you later.

MAN: Our preliminary x-rays didn't reveal
any explosive material...

...or objects with a density common
to C4 or other incendiary plastics.

We won't know what we got for sure
till we get inside.

To be safe,
we're gonna let the robot crack it.

That's definitely Marjorie Lin.

- Interior looks clear.
- That's not possible.

Our intel says that something's
being smuggled in that casket.

What if what we're looking for
isn't in the casket?

What if he's brazen enough
to hide the contraband in the body itself?

We're not gonna open that body.

No one wants to put this woman through
anything more than she's endured...

...but I'm afraid
we're going to have to insist.

You know, when I was... When I was
a kid, I wanted to race motorcycles.

And my mom said, "No, Jeffrey.
Go into medicine. It's safe."

Thanks a lot, Mom. All right.

Here we go. Helmet on. Okay, yeah.

Whoo.

Okay.

Okay.

Definitely should not have had tuna
for lunch.

Wish me luck.

[♪♪♪]

Okay.

Here we go. Nice and easy.

Nice and easy.

All right.

I'm gonna open her up by cutting
along the path of the previous incision.

Here we go.

I'm in.

All of the internal organs appear normal,
post-embalmment.

Nothing here appears
to be out of the ordinary.

She's clean. In fact, she's immaculate.

This is one of the most impeccably
preserved bodies I have ever seen.

We're clear.

[TOILET FLUSHES]

Did the same thing last month.

It's probably why
you don't recognize me.

Konstantin.

Berlin, man, he's tough.

I had to get away for a while,
go to Germany, figure a few things out.

I come here for the peace and quiet.

Sure. Sorry.

Gosh, you know,
I just thought maybe you could help me.

He said to piss off, pal.

Just take a minute.

[♪♪♪]

I don't know who that is.

I think you do.

Why don't you take another look?

We got a problem.

Let him go.

- You okay?
TOM: Yeah.

- I believe he was asking for a name.
MAN: I can't.

I swore on my life I wouldn't.

You swore to whom?

Son of a bitch.

Who's Bill Kershaw?

LIZ:
Where is it? I know it's here.

That's how you knew I was here,
how you knew I saw the picture.

It's why you threatened people.

JASPER [ON TV]: The important thing is
for our stockholders...

...to understand
that I am alive and well.

REPORTER: And we understand that
you've lined up a series of interviews...

...so that you can reassure...
- Call Hollenbeck in Boston.

I want a surveillance team
outside that station when Jasper leaves.

We should find out from Dr. Rentovitch
if I'm cleared to fly.

LIZ: Where are you? Where are you?
Where are you?

Raymond.

REPORTER:... want to be reassured
that this company is stable.

Hello, Mr. Kershaw.

[GROANS]

I saw your name on the mailbox.

I know you're listening.
You know how I know?

Because this is where you keep
all of your secrets.

You don't want anyone
finding those out, do you?

Well, unless you answer my questions,
I'm gonna find every last one.

[♪♪♪]

Let me have your phone.

[PHONE BUZZES]

You've made your point, Agent Keen.
It's time we discuss the photograph.

[♪♪♪]

RAYMOND:
The girl is you.

And the woman is your mother.

[♪♪♪]

What was her name?

I knew her as Katarina Rostova.

One of her many names.

She was a KGB agent.

The girl, the night of the fire,
they called her...

Masha.

You were born in Moscow.

Your parents... Father and...

They were both in foreign intelligence.

You said she died of weakness
and shame.

Yeah.

You were there that night.
I need to know what happened.

You want to know.

There's a difference.

Dr. Orchard told me someone
blocked my memory of that night.

Was it you?

Yes.

Why?

I'm not going to tell you.

You have a picture of my mother
in your weird little apartment.

Why?

Were you in love with her?

Is that why my father died?

You killed him because
you were in love with my mother?

Tell me what happened.

Please.

I'm not gonna tell you what happened,
Lizzy.

Then I'll find out for myself.

CHARLENE:
What's on your mind?

Tom Connolly wants me to leak intel
to the press.

What kind of intel?

Classified.

I should have said no,
but I get the distinct impression...

...that my position in this clinical trial
is contingent on doing him favors.

So do them. I mean, don't people
leak information all the time?

You hear what I said?

He's leveraging my health, my life.

Harold, you're a decent man...

...the man I fell in love with.

And now you're asked
to do something indecent.

But if you are telling me
that your life depends...

...on whether Tom Connolly gets
what he wants...

...you know my opinion.

I do.

And you know mine.

Reddington said that the smugglers...

...facilitated several terrorist incidents
in the past.

Had to have been transporting
something in that casket.

Wasn't drugs or explosives.

Maybe it was the stolen bodies
themselves.

Guys, come here. Check this out.

Photo on the left was taken
by the coroner...

...who pronounced Marjorie Lin dead
five days ago.

The one on the right was taken
at the airport yesterday.

- Notice anything?
- Their teeth are different.

Bingo. When she died,
Marjorie Lin didn't have veneers.

Her teeth were fixed postmortem?

ARAM: And that is not easy to pull off,
given the time frame.

Process normally takes weeks. Miss Lin's
body was only taken two days ago.

According to Danover Labs...

...the order was delivered
to a Dr. Henry McGlasson.

I dug a little deeper into this guy
and contacted the medical board.

They did have an address:
3230 Kettering Drive.

How'd it go with Reddington?
He have any insights?

No, but I did.

My face is out there.

I've done five interviews
in the last four hours.

The reporting has been corrected. It'll just
take time for the share price to recover.

The front desk called.
The radio people are here.

Put Theelan on it.

Tell him to flog his boy from the SEC
and get it done.

We'll be wheels up again in two hours.

I'll do the video uplink in the air.

Hello, Kenneth.

Regrettably, your interview
has been canceled, but don't fret.

I'm quite certain my questions
will be much more provocative.

[♪♪♪]

LIZ:
FBI. Hands where I can see them.

[♪♪♪]

ARAM [OVER RADIO]: You're standing
in front of a ghost bride.

- Come again. A what?
ARAM: It's an outlawed folk custom.

Chinese form of ancestor worship.

When a family member dies,
the relatives are obligated...

...to tend to that person's needs.

If they die unmarried, they'll find
themselves alone on other side.

And unhappy spirits tend to come back
and haunt their living relatives.

- What are the paper dolls for?
ARAM: The ceremony.

The family crafts a doll
for the deceased groom, as well.

After which, the female's remains
are buried alongside the deceased male.

Believe it or not,
with all the women in China...

...young, attractive,
unmarried female corpses are rare...

...which would explain why our suspect
exported bodies from the U.S.

I'm sorry, but this guy
digs up bodies in America...

...then he sends them back to China
to be reburied?

Mail-order corpse brides.

Selected based on age, lineage,
education, attractiveness.

And that explains the veneers.

This one was clearly crafted
to resemble Marjorie Lin.

Same general features,
but it begs the question: Who's this one?

They're gonna steal another body.

Agent Navabi.

I imagine you're knee-deep
in pilfered corpses at the moment.

But right now I require a woman...

...with your particular experience
and training.

What?

There must be over a hundred
thousand dollars in this case.

Heads up, Kenneth.

I'm afraid I mean quite literally.

I'm gonna need you to keep your head up
for this next part.

It's bad news, old boy.

I know.

A few days ago,
I offered to crown you king...

...and now here you sit.

Well, the road not taken.

This is Agent Navabi.

She was trained by Mossad
in enhanced interrogation techniques.

I thought you two
should have a little visit.

Why don't we get started?

I analyzed the money you found
in the ceiling tile...

...and found a couple of anomalies.

Turns out the cash is worth a lot more
than the 100 grand the bills represent.

How is that even possible?

All the serial numbers start
with A888...

...and none of them
include the number 4.

In Cantonese
and most regional Chinese dialects...

...the word for "four"
sounds like the word "death."

What does that have to do
with the bills?

It is statistically impossible to have
this many bills and not have any fours...

...unless, of course, the bills were
printed specifically without any fours.

- You're saying they're counterfeit.
- Prosperity notes...

...worth about 5 bucks to every dollar.

Only one place you can buy
an entire batch of currency...

...with this sort of customized detail.

Whoever paid the suspect bought
the prosperity notes from U.S. Treasury.

If we trace who bought the bills,
we might ID the next client.

I already contacted the Treasury.
The buyer was one Mr. Chaoxiang Han.

Kenda.

I looked into this guy, and...
Thanks so much.

...And we found this article
published last February.

"Mr. and Mrs. Chaoxiang Han
mourned the loss of only son Jin...

...the heir apparent
to the Han tech empire, worth billions."

Says he committed suicide
after he was left at the altar...

...by his fiancee, An Bai, after which she
emigrated to D. C. to live with her father.

He works at the embassy.
She's currently attending Georgetown.

COOPER:
An Bai is the next victim.

But isn't she supposed to already
be dead? Isn't that how this works?

Uh, the parents must blame her
for Jin's suicide.

They're determined to make An Bai
his bride, if not in life, in death.

COOPER: You two head to An Bai's.
Get me the security office at Georgetown.

[♪♪♪]

Oh, my goodness.

[RAYMOND LAUGHS]

Remember that fantastic film
from the '70s, Marathon Man?

Oh, my God, what a film.

Laurence Olivier
as the ex-Nazi super bad guy/dentist.

And Dustin Hoffman as...

I think he was a graduate student,
wasn't he?

Anyway, that interrogation scene,
oh, my gosh.

Olivier drilling into Hoffman's teeth
right down into the nerve.

Oh, God, I can just feel it.

The screaming and writhing,
the sound of the drill.

And, of course,
Hoffman delirious with pain...

...saying anything, true or not,
just to stop the excruciating nightmare.

"Is it safe?" "Yes, it's safe."

"Is it safe?" "No, no, it's not safe!"

You know, he'd say anything.

And then that guy comes in...
What's his name?

The...
With the great teeth and that hair...

Anyway, nothing much comes of it.
Hoffman doesn't know anything.

But what a scene.

Unfortunately,
nothing quite so dramatic today.

We're gonna be more businesslike.

That Novocain Agent Navabi
just gave you...

...should be starting to kick in
right about now. So here's our plan.

You're gonna tell us
what sort of mass-casualty event...

...or events the Director is planning.

Either you answer our questions...

...or we're gonna yank out
all your teeth today.

I told you.

I don't know.

The Director never spoke of his plans
with me.

I'm not in the loop
on operational details.

I don't believe that.

I offered you an opportunity...

...to elevate your position
within the Cabal, Kenneth.

You declined and instead
remained loyal to the Director.

I assumed you had greater aspirations,
but you don't, do you, Kenneth?

You rejected my offer
because as it turns out...

...you're quite satisfied
with your station.

That's how I know you're one
of the primary decision makers.

Clearly, you are very much in the loop.

You don't understand my loyalty,
do you?

Because you have nothing in your life
worth staying loyal to.

William Devane.

It was William Devane...

...with those marvelous teeth
and that great hair.

Oh, I love William Devane.

Anyway, that said,
dentistry makes me a little queasy...

...so I'll leave you and my lovely
associate to the business at hand.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Look at me.

Sir, we don't have much time.

We need to move quickly
before he comes back.

I have orders from the Director
to get you out of here.

Stay behind me and keep quiet.

[♪♪♪]

Stop.

Get in the car. Go.

I've scrambled P.D. to An Bai's house.
They should get there before you do.

- Were you able to reach her?
- No answer on cell. I'll try her home line.

For Satan himself is transformed
into an angel of light.

Corinthians.

- Where are we going?
- I have orders to take you to the Director.

I was aware we had someone
on the inside, but I just didn't know who.

Well, I'm not on the inside anymore.
I just blew my cover to save you.

It took me nine months to get Reddington
and that damn task force to trust me.

Look, the Director
won't take any chances.

If he thinks I've divulged any information
in their plans, I am done.

I need you to make it clear
that I didn't break.

I don't know what you said
before Reddington brought me in.

Nothing.
That's why Reddington brought you in.

He knows the Director
is advancing the time line.

Plan is to trigger a series of events that
will bring us to the brink of another war.

- I didn't tell him. Leonard Caul.
- Reddington has the Fulcrum.

He has a blueprint
outlining our entire infrastructure.

If you leaked operational details,
we're done.

I didn't.

I don't even have those details.

I know we are targeting a defense
installation, but I don't know which one.

I'm serious.

The Director won't finalize his choice
until next week.

Then you have nothing to worry about.

Why are we...?
Where are you taking me? This isn't...

In Corinthians, Satan wasn't transformed
into an angel of light.

He was disguised as one.

RAYMOND:
Don't look so glum, Kenneth.

You just spent 10 minutes
being ridden hard by Agent Navabi.

I'd die for five.

[ZIP TIE TIGHTENS]

[PHONE RINGING]

- Hello?
ARAM: Miss Bai?

My name is Aram Mojtabai,
and I am an agent with the FBI.

We have reason to believe
you're in danger.

- What are you talking about?
- I'll explain.

I need you to find a secure room
in your house.

Make sure all the doors and windows
are locked.

The police are on their way, and I'm
gonna stay on the line until they arrive.

[♪♪♪]

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

ARAM:
Miss Bai.

Hello?

Miss Bai, hello?
Hello, are you still there?

Miss Bai?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Fifty-three to Dispatch.
We're here at the location.

Doesn't seem to be anyone home.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Hang on.

Hands! Show me hands.

Step out of the car.

MAN [OVER DISPATCHER]:
That's Charlie 14.

Cancel that, F15.

You don't have any idea
what you've done, do you?

You're the one charged
with a dozen felonies, Mr. Zhang.

You're the one
who almost took a woman's life.

And how many lives did you take?

This tradition in Chinese culture
that you think is just some ghost story...

...with no basis in the real world.

But this, this is the real world.

You were in a fire?

My older brother died
when he was only 27.

I'm sorry.

My brother, he was unmarried.

And in the years to follow,
he haunted my family from the grave.

My father worked for the same factory
for 32 years.

They closed down four months
after my brother's death.

And the bad luck that followed was...

Our home was destroyed
by a catastrophic fire.

My mother and father did not survive.

I sat with my mother in the hospital
the day she passed.

Saw the fear in her eyes.

She said,
"You know why this happened.

It will never stop
until you appease your brother."

So that night...

...I stole the body of a young woman
from our village...

...and buried her alongside my brother.

A wife for him,
a husband for her in the next life.

[♪♪♪]

And from that day on,
the bad luck was gone.

Just like my brother haunted me,
Jin Han haunts his parents now.

Because of you, he's not appeased.

And now he will bring bad luck...

...to those who have denied
his happiness in the next life.

That includes you
and your fellow agents.

We know you don't work exclusively
as an independent operator.

Your skill as an international smuggler
has made you quite valuable.

Valuable? To who?

To an organization
some call the Cabal.

- I don't know what that is.
SAMAR: You may not know the name...

...you know who hired you
to procure the weapon used...

...in the Taiwanese festival bombing.

Or the convoy hit in Jakarta.

I'm listening.

There's going to be an attack
on U.S. soil next week.

You were contracted to bring an item
into the country...

...something we believe
will be instrumental in that attack.

We need to know what it is
and when it's coming.

- Heh. You're wrong.
- We're not wrong.

We know you were contracted.

ZHANG:
Not about that.

I was called to arrange a delivery.

But not for an item.

It was an agent.

The one they call Karakurt.

Karakurt? Who is that?

And he's not arriving next week.

He's already here.

You see, Agent Keen,
your bad luck is already beginning.

[♪♪♪]

COOPER:
I need a minute.

I'm out.

I'm not leaking classified data.
Not for you, not for anybody.

You're out? Out of what?

Whatever the hell kind of game it is
you and I are playing.

You know I'm ill.
I came to you for help, as a friend.

I thought that you offered as a friend.

- I did.
- Enough games, Tom.

You used it to leverage me,
to hold it over my head...

...as a way to guarantee my assistance
whenever you need it.

You think I pulled strings trying to save
your life for my own personal benefit?

Look me in the eye
and tell me I'm wrong.

Oh, I'll do better than that, Harold.

I'll look you in the eye and tell you
you're not even close.

The situation is much, much worse
than you think.

You're absolutely right. I helped you to
get close, to get leverage, but not for me.

Buddy, come on.
We're done with the games.

I'm sure a smart guy like you
can guess who's calling my plays.

The Cabal.

[CHUCKLES]

A quaint term that no one
actually involved would ever use.

Why me?

If you guys are as powerful as I'm told,
what the hell do you need me for?

All in good time, Harold.

What matters now
is that you realize one key thing...

...that you understand it and internalize
it with every fiber of your being.

- And that is?
- We own you.

You perjured yourself
to protect Agent Keen.

You broke federal law by disclosing
the time line of a pending indictment.

If that weren't enough, a classified
document was leaked today to The Post.

- I told you, I won't do it.
- You're not understanding me, Harold.

It's already done.

It seems your wife doesn't share
your ethical principles.

You wouldn't do it, so Charlene
made the hard decision for you.

That's how much she loves you.

God knows my wife wouldn't commit
any felonies for my behalf.

I'm sure you're thinking up
all of the moves you have left.

Careful.

The people I speak for won't hesitate
to hurt you or her if they need to.

So, what now?

Like I said, all will soon be revealed.

Come on.
I think they're almost ready to start.

A package arrived for you.

It was flagged by security, and I think
you need to see it for yourself.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

I had a little chat with Jasper today.

Turns out he wasn't very good
at holding his tongue...

...so I thought I'd give you a shot at it.

[♪♪♪]

[DON BROWNRIGG'S "HOW ARE YOU
SUPPOSED TO KNOW?" PLAYS]

♪ A picture of yourself ♪

♪ Armed with all you know ♪

"I, Thomas P. Connolly,
do solemnly swear..."

I, Thomas P. Connolly,
do solemnly swear...

MAN: "... that I will support and defend
the Constitution...

...of the United States of America."

...that I will support
and defend the Constitution...

...of the United States of America.

♪ It's the roots that trip that grow ♪

[LINE RINGING]

[PHONE BUZZING]

♪ Search yourself for something ♪

♪ For something you've not done ♪

LIZ [ON RECORDING]:
You've reached Elizabeth Keen.

Please leave your message
at the tone.

♪ A life of your own ♪

♪ In the city where convenience ♪

♪ Is the throw of a stone ♪

♪ How are you supposed to know ♪

♪ How you are supposed to go? ♪

[IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
Welcome to America, Sir.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Come in.

Wanna talk about it?

♪ Living's all you've got ♪

♪ Dodge the fake and fiending ♪

♪ And all the things you're not ♪

♪ How are you supposed to know? ♪

[♪♪♪]