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Neuromuscular block abating. Intercostals responding.

- Push 20 milligrams Tramadol. - SpO2 normal.

Morgan?

- Can you hear me, Morgan? - Where am I? What's happening?

- Why am I tied up? - You're okay, Morgan.

You are safe.

We are here to help.

But to do that...

...I need to show you something...

...and I need you to tell me everything you know about it.

Do you recognize this man?

Think way back.

Think hard, Morgan.

What about that one?

I don't know.

Who is that?

Wait, wait, wait. He's Drunchi.

No, Drucci, Drucci. I think his name's Drucci.

What happened to Mr. Drucci?

What?

The murder.

The trial.

You work for... Wait. I told you people I won't testify. I gave you my word.

Mr. Brujo, I've been asked by some very important people...

...to make sure you have no memory whatsoever...

...of the events surrounding the death of Nicholas Drucci.

And I will do that.

Take him to the stage three.

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait. Who are...?

Who the hell are you?

How did you get in here?

You can't be here.

Dr. Krilov, I'm a friend of a friend.

I'd like to discuss a proposal with you.

May I buy you lunch?

We identified three more of Reddington's victims:

Milos Kirchoff, Alistair Pitt...

...and Geoff Perl.

- Those names mean anything to you? - No.

Which is why I'm gonna pull the files and see who the lead detectives were.

They may know something that can help me prove...

...that Keen was tipping off Reddington.

- What? - If Reddington's being spoon-fed intel...

...it's not gonna be from Keen.

She shot the attorney general.

- She went on the run with Reddington. - They had a common enemy.

Keen was being targeted by the Cabal.

The same criminal organization that was going after Reddington.

The Bureau zeroed in on these three...

...because they had intel on Reddington that he didn't want us to find.

So he disappeared them, and, well, maybe Keen helped him do it.

If she's got nothing to hide, why's she ducking my calls?

- Answer that. - Ressler.

This is Detective Elijah Bell, Philly P.D., Southwest Division.

- How can I help you? - I got a case.

During a neighborhood canvass, I talked to a woman named Linda McFaden.

Didn't have squat on my case...

...but she had a story about a body being moved up in D.C.

- Whose body? - She had no idea.

But I looked into the dates and the location...

...and I think it may relate to an investigation you were working:

the disappearance of Reven Wright.

If that's still active, you may wanna pay her a visit.

All right. Text me the address.

I hate Mozart.

I'll adjust my Christmas list.

I've just heard too much of it. It's like pop music to me.

Kate, on the other hand, simply adores Don Giovanni.

- You found her. - That was taken 18 hours ago...

...at the Café Grundstein in Vienna...

...where Mozart held one of his last public performances.

In the end, we're all creatures of habit.

And the man she's with?

Dr. Bogdan Ivanovich Krilov.

One of the few people who've mastered the science of memory manipulation.

Science or science fiction?

You, of all people, should know the answer to that.

I understand suppressing memories...

...helping someone to mute out a traumatic experience.

- But manipulating them? - The memory of an accident.

A tragedy.

A fire in which a 4-year-old girl killed her father.

This man, is he the one who erased my memory of that night?

That's how Kaplan knows him.

Why is she meeting with him now?

- Is it connected to the fire? To me? - I don't know.

But we have to find out.

Which is why the next name on the Blacklist is Dr. Krilov.

We've confirmed that, after their meeting, Krilov boarded a flight to New York.

He landed in JFK four hours ago...

...and told Passport Control he was staying at the Winthrop Grand Hotel.

Why is Kaplan interested in someone with Krilov's peculiar skill set?

Reddington doesn't know. And he couldn't ask...

...because Kaplan eluded the photographer.

Reddington's going to Vienna to pick up the trail.

Agent Keen...

...I speak for all of us, my recollection of the last memory specialist we dealt with...

...was not a pleasant one.

It's a brutal process.

Ressler, Navabi, get to Krilov. Find out what Kaplan wants with him.

Sir, a new witness just came forward in the Reven Wright case.

I'll go with Samar.

Fine, roll out.

Hey, Keen.

Give us a second, would you?

Gale thinks you're Reddington's informant.

More reason for me to avoid his calls.

I don't agree. He's already ID'd the bodies of three Blacklisters:

- Geoff Perl, Alistair Pitt, Milos Kirchoff. - I'm not Reddington's informant.

So tell him. It won't be a lie. It'll also help hide the truth about the task force.

We can't let him find out about that.

Mr. Krilov checked in shortly after 9.

Security logs indicate he left the hotel after checking in and hasn't returned.

I showed his photo to the bell service and the doorman. No luck.

If it helps, I assume he'll be returning. This letter arrived for him after he left.

- We need to take this. - That won't be possible.

Krilov's a person of interest in a criminal investigation.

I wanna be cooperative, but he's a guest and that letter's private property.

- I can't let you take it without a warrant. - I understand.

- I don't. - Here you go.

- Walk fast. - Why?

Because any second, he's gonna realize he's holding my rent check.

And here I thought you'd gone all pink and perfect on me.

The man who raised me was a grifter.

Couldn't be pink and perfect if I tried.

It's an invoice and arrival itinerary. "Manilow Van Lines."

Krilov's expecting a delivery. Does it say what for?

No, but it arrived last night.

Well, unless you can palm a cargo container...

...I think this time, you really will need a warrant.

I just move them through.

- Customs does inspections. - You're not responsible for what we find.

Here we go.

Whatever's inside, nobody's shown up to collect it.

This is what, a stash of medical equipment?

Looks like Krilov was here to manipulate some memories.

Yeah.

But whose?

It's all over. The FBI just seized my equipment.

The mission cannot be compromised.

Well, it has been. I need my equipment.

And now they have it.

- I'll get you new equipment. - It's not that easy.

My equipment is specialized.

You can't just replace it.

No one else does what I do.

That's not exactly true. Take out a pen and paper.

I'm gonna give you a name.

- Hello. - Hello.

Keep the change.

This is too much.

Perhaps I'll add to the order.

I'm looking for this woman.

I represent the estate of a dear aunt who left her a sizable bequest.

I was hoping you might have some information that would help me find her.

I don't know where she's staying, but she was here when we opened.

With a suitcase.

Perhaps the train?

We're only a few blocks from Wien-Mitte.

Thank you, my dear.

We'll take the Sachertorte to go.

So you told Detective Bell that you saw some people moving a body.

I'm... I'm not sure.

It was dark, across the street. I probably shouldn't have said anything.

Coming forward's hard. Most people don't.

You did the right thing.

- You know who my neighbor was? - Yes.

- Laurel Hitchin. - The president's national-security advisor.

Whatever it was, it... It was coming out of her house.

Well, I have a reason to believe that "it" was a person.

Reven Wright.

The second-highest-ranking official in the Justice Department.

I need you to tell me what you saw.

What I saw could get me killed.

Why do you think I came here to stay with my sister?

I did it to hide from what I saw. To forget it.

Can you forget it though?

Linda, tell me what you saw.

Hey, you guys. Okay, so after Krilov didn't show up at the hotel...

...Mr. Cooper issued an APB and it paid off.

You got a location for him?

A cop spotted him on a subway platform, but lost him in the crowd.

So I pulled the security feeds from the street outside the station.

That was Gale again.

- Third time today. - You know my vote. Stay away.

I agree, and these days, we don't agree on anything...

...so, you know, it's gotta be good advice.

It looks like he's watching someone.

There, that woman.

Oh, my God. That's Dr. Selma Orchard.

The unpleasant recollection you had about the last specialist...

- ...who looked into my memory. That's her. - Maybe they're colleagues.

Keep running the feed.

I don't think they're colleagues. Looks like she's his target.

The equipment she used on me was similar to what we seized.

Krilov needs a lab so he's going after someone who can supply him one.

Aram, pull up Selma Orchard's number. We need to get to her before Krilov does.

- This is Dr. Orchard. - Dr. Orchard, this is Elizabeth Keen.

Listen carefully. There's a man coming for you. His name is Bogdan Krilov.

Hello? Dr. Orchard?

A forgetful memory specialist.

Is it ironic or an oxymoron?

I can never tell the difference.

You found him. Grand. Please, sit.

Is everything okay, sir?

Marvelous, I have such a fondness for the little snacks from the bar car.

The crackers and cheeses, the sausages. It's like camping.

Try the peppered one there. It's surprisingly good.

Your friend has a gun.

He does, but he'll have little use for it...

...so long as you assist me in locating a passenger.

Her name is unimportant...

...as her ticket was likely purchased under any number of aliases.

Which is why I'll need to see all of the various passenger manifests...

- ...leaving from Wien-Mitte. - I can't do that.

How long has it been since your rail line has had a robbery?

- What? - A robbery. A stickup, like the Old West.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about making you stop this train...

...while my associate and I rob your passengers...

...of their money and jewelry.

I must admit, I've always been somewhat seduced by the idea.

Bill Miner, the old Grey Fox, Butch Cassidy...

...but I've never really felt the itch until now.

So you're gonna walk back to...

...wherever it is you walk to and get the manifests...

...or I'm gonna stop this train, take your money...

...and give this rail line the most ridiculous PR disaster...

...since the Newton Boys robbed that mail train in Rondout.

I won't say anything. I won't. I won't. I swear.

Please, I have a son.

I don't care about the equipment. Keep it. Just keep it.

It's all packed up.

I know what you do. Your work, it's really incredible.

If you'd have asked me, I would've given you my equipment.

I wish I could've taken the chance.

I really do.

Please, I'm begging you.

FBI! Federal agents.

Let's see your hands.

Dr. Orchard?

Selma?

Okay. You're gonna be okay.

- It's okay. - He's gone.

This is Agent Elizabeth Keen with the FBI.

I need a medical team, Priority 3.

There were three men.

I didn't see a body at first.

Just a rug or a rolled-up tarp.

But when they put it in the back of the van...

...it sort of...

That's okay. Take your time.

It unrolled...

- ...and I saw a foot. - I'm gonna need you to come to D.C...

- ...to make a statement. - I can't.

Dispatch routed me through to the Vienna station agent.

This is a list of all the paid passengers who boarded today.

Here, Susan Stahley.

She wasn't on the early morning train.

That's this train. One of our sleepers. B-12, four cars back.

The woman, there was a woman.

Yes, she got off at the last stop. You must be Raymond.

She said you might come.

Said to give you this.

Thank you.

- Hello, Raymond. - You can't keep up this wild-goose chase.

I'm gonna find you.

I'll save you the trouble. I'm heading to Lucerne.

We'll need the jet. Call Edward, tell him we'll get off at the next stop.

You remember what's in Lucerne, don't you?

- Kate. - I'm so sorry, Raymond.

I can't talk now. My car just arrived. I'll call you when I get there.

You heard me. Selma Orchard.

Kaplan sent Krilov to Orchard?

I don't like the connection.

To me? Now you do think this is about my memory?

I don't know.

Not long ago, the idea that Kate would hurt you to get to me...

...was unthinkable.

But the Kate I'm after now is difficult to recognize.

The bodies, the ones Julian Gale is investigating.

- I need the list. - The list?

The FBI's forensic experts are trying to identify the remains.

I need the list of the ones who've been identified so far.

As quickly as you can, and send it to Dembe.

Why did he do this?

Krilov was hired to adjust someone's memory...

...and we confiscated his lab.

So he stole yours.

But your memory, the night of the fire...

He stole it from me 25 years ago.

That's why we needed you to get it back.

Is this about that night?

We won't know until we find him.

- Do you have any idea where he went? - No.

But my equipment might.

Hey, Dr. Orchard was right.

- Her equipment may help us find Krilov. - How?

The EEG machine he stole is state of the art.

Designed to receive updates from a main server.

It's part of a wireless network.

Which we can use to locate the machine and Krilov once he turns it on.

Did you get a list of bodies Julian Gale ID'd?

Yeah, Mr. Cooper did.

What is Mr. Reddington gonna do with it?

Agent Ressler, I think it's time we had a heart-to-heart.

Raymond, the list of victims from Agent Keen.

Hans.

- Kate, you made good time. - I assume you know why I'm here.

I told you the bodies I unearthed would destroy you.

That each one would tell a story.

You don't need to do this.

We're way past that point, deary.

You can't change what you've done, and you can't stop what's coming.

Your own sins, Raymond.

You did this to yourself.

My word.

So this is you. The Mr. Kaplan my people whisper about.

Reddington's hidden protector.

The fairy tale come to life.

Mr. Von Hauser, thank you for seeing me.

I'm quite real. Though you're right, Raymond and I prefer to keep...

...my role in his affairs to ourselves.

He certainly doesn't approve of my visit today.

And yet, you have chosen to defy his wishes?

I don't have to tell you how dangerous that can be.

No.

But I'm here because I have something to tell you.

A story that, I'm sorry to say, will cause you profound grief and anger.

About?

Hans.

He was Werner's son.

A formidable young man.

Early 20s, already in the family business.

Understand, this was 25 years ago now.

I was...

...younger myself.

Intent on building an empire.

Intent on becoming...

...the powerful criminal the world had been told I already was.

Werner was very impressive to me then.

International weapons dealer, a smuggler.

A jack-of-almost-every-illicit-trade one might imagine.

I wanted an alliance...

...to become Werner's most trusted associate.

Raymond crafted a plan based on an ancient principle.

If you want your enemy to become your friend...

...create a problem for him and then solve it.

You're talking about Hans's abduction?

You're telling me Reddington was behind it?

The idea was simple enough.

To make it appear as if Hans had been kidnapped.

To send Werner a ransom demand.

Ten million or his son would be killed.

At that point, I would intervene. Talk to the brutal abductors...

...convince them they should release Hans unharmed.

They would agree, of course, out of respect to me and my reputation...

...as a man not to be crossed.

Werner would be deeply grateful.

And so...

- ...my enemy would become my friend. - No, no, no.

Hans was taken by the Taddicken brothers.

Known around the world for their savagery.

Yes. That's why Raymond chose them.

They were given very clear instructions not to harm your son.

Unfortunately, they didn't follow those instructions.

The Taddicken brothers were careless, reckless.

Hans was suffocated while in transit.

Tragic. Unforgivable. Raymond was...

Horrified.

Devastated.

In a rage, I obliterated the Taddicken brothers.

And Mr. Kaplan saw to the disposal of Hans's body.

Werner was beyond bereft.

But he was also very grateful to me.

The man who had killed the...

...animals responsible for murdering his only son.

It remains one of my most profound regrets.

But of course, I never told Werner the truth.

Instead, we began one of the most profitable alliances...

...in modern criminal history.

An alliance that has remained intact for decades.

Can you prove what you have told me?

I can do better than that, Mr. Von Hauser.

I can return your son's body...

...so you can give him the burial he was so wrongly denied.

At this moment, his remains are in the custody of the FBI.

Where's Linda McFaden? You tell me now, or I swear...

Donald, enough with the Reven Wright thing. Come on.

You have no power to interfere with my investigation.

- None. - "No power"? Really?

I'm White House national-security advisor.

My interference is the least of your problems.

See, if I choose to, I'll simply remove you from the equation.

Do I make myself clear?

- Let it go, Agent Ressler. - I'm not going without my witness.

Damn it. I don't wanna hurt that girl...

...but you and your pursuit of another Boy Scout honor badge...

...have forced my hand, and now I have no choice.

Get out.

Shoo.

Hey, remember, you did this to her, not me.

You did this to her, not me.

He has accepted the fiction that he is in her car...

...talking with Hitchin.

We should have no problem...

...uploading the remaining selected memories.

Gale.

George, why do you have empty hands?

You know how I don't like empty hands.

Sorry, boss. I put in a request for those files you asked for.

- Yeah? - Geoff Perl, Alistair Pitt, Milos Kirchoff.

But those files are designated SCI7.

- SCI...? - Seven.

- Never heard of that. - Pretty sure that's the point.

I wonder what's so special about those three cases.

Three? Try every case in the east wall of Main Records, plus the annex.

We're talking hundreds and hundreds of legal boxes.

Hundreds, huh? And they're all off-limits.

Now we're getting somewhere, Georgie.

You found Krilov?

The equipment he's using, Dr. Orchard's EEG...

...it is pinging the manufacturer's server. I'm tracking the signal.

Does getting the signal mean he's using the EEG on someone?

- Yeah. Unfortunately. - There. Where is that?

A clinic in Rockville, Maryland. Shut down nearly a decade ago.

You two, get there now.

You're arriving outside of Laurel Hitchin's estate.

You believe the witness is inside.

You know you need to make a move soon. Time is wasting.

It's time.

Unhook him. He's ready for transport.

- You didn't kill his son. - No.

But Werner won't see it that way, will he?

- Then why are we driving to his home? - I have no alternative.

- I believe this is a bad idea, Raymond. - I'll handle Werner.

It's Kate who has me on tenterhooks.

We put out one fire, she starts another. The woman is an arsonist.

She's not gonna stop until she burns me to the ground.

- I'm unarmed. - Who was here?!

Your patient, the person Kaplan hired you to work on?

You don't remember me, do you?

I know who you are. The memories you took from me when I was a girl.

Trust me, we're gonna talk about that. But first, your patient, where is he?

Liz.

Ressler.

He was an excellent patient. Very pliable, unlike you.

Definitely not pink or perfect.

This isn't right. Since when does he have so much security?

Since today. Nikolaus, how are you, my friend?

Very well, Mr. Reddington. Thank you.

If you don't mind, we need to wand you and your man.

A change in protocol, I see.

Orders of Mr. Von Hauser.

Werner.

Thank you for agreeing to hear me out.

I promised to meet with you.

I never said I would listen to you.

Our relationship is built on a lie.

A tragedy.

The fact that you walked into this room confirms you know nothing about me.

You severely underestimated my love for my son.

Then and now.

And for that, you will pay with your life.

I deserve to pay.

But I can't.

I never underestimated you, Werner.

I just hoped things could work out.

Nikolaus?

Nikolaus has been on my payroll since I introduced him to you 25 years ago.

I knew, one day, we would have to look each other in the eye and face the truth.

And I knew it would be an event that one of us would not recover from.

Your abiding love for your son was always evident to me, Werner.

The loss of Hans...

...there are no words to duly express my remorse.

I'm sorry for that.

And I'm...

I'm sorry for this.

His men outside will be pouring in any minute.

Some will stand with me, but it's a house divided.

Unless you want to join a civil war, you need to exit out back into the woods.

Thank you for your loyalty, Nikolaus.

I'll be in touch.

Where's Agent Ressler?

We know you were contracted to, what...

...erase some kind of memory, embed one?

I want my lawyer.

I'm not gonna ask again.

I already told you, princess.

I'm not talking to you until my lawyer is present.

- What are you doing? - I told him I'm not gonna ask again.

- Liz, hang on. - Are you serious?

Come on. You are FBI.

You think I actually believe you are going to inject that needle?

You know, unfortunately, I don't know much about Propofol.

I think it's a general anesthetic.

Can you even inject this directly into the arm?

- Stop it. - I don't know. You tell me.

- You're the doctor, princess. - Agent Keen.

- Hey. - Would mainlining this...

- ...cause long-term damage to the heart? - Liz.

The lungs? The kidneys? Would it kill an old man?

Okay, okay. Stop it. I'll tell you.

Keep talking.

There is a house...

...on the Potomac.

Aram, I texted you an address.

Laurel Hitchin's house on the river. We're on our way.

Laurel Hitchin? What? What happened with Krilov?

We have him in custody. His target, Kaplan's target, was Ressler.

- Oh, my God. - Agent Ressler? He was in Philadelphia.

He was. He was abducted and pumped full of drugs.

We think Krilov somehow programmed Ressler to believe Hitchin abducted...

...a witness that could connect her to Reven's murder.

- Ressler wasn't with Krilov? - No, Krilov's men already moved him.

They're positioning him to go after Hitchin.

We tried to warn her, but couldn't reach her.

If Kaplan is behind this to hurt Reddington...

...how does using Ressler to take out Hitchin help?

Kaplan gave us the chance to abandon our relationship with Reddington.

We didn't. Now she'll take every step necessary to dismantle the task force.

- Starting with Ressler. - Without the task force...

...Reddington would be exposed.

I have the address. Routing backup to meet you there now.

Everything set?

Let's go. He'll wake up soon.

Don't.

Come on.

- Where's Linda? - Ressler, that shot...

- Where is she?! - What is the meaning of this? Who is he?

Donald Ressler, FBI.

Miss Hitchin here is a prime suspect in Reven Wright's murder.

Agent Ressler isn't well, Mr. Ambassador. He needs help.

Oh, Mr. Ambassador. Is he part of the Cabal as well?

Yes, Donald. He is. We all are.

It's all one big global conspiracy...

...and you weren't invited to the party. Sorry.

Well, I think you should go.

- I will do no such thing. - I think you will.

- Now. - It's okay.

I'm fine. He's delusional, not dangerous.

The witness, Linda McFaden, where are you keeping her?

First of all, I don't know any Linda. Put the gun away, we can work this out.

No way you'd let her out of your sight.

Not when she's the only person that can tie you to Reven's murder.

See, I think you're keeping her here.

That's what we're gonna do. We're gonna go through this place room by room.

Now let's go.

Fine. Let's go.

As soon as we hit the road, we'll find a way to the jet.

The jet is sitting on one of Werner's airstrips.

No doubt his men are on it now...

...drinking my Scotch and seeing who fits in my suits.

Then we'll have to find another way out of here.

Without Werner or his contacts, shipping lanes, airfields...

...I can't do anything from Gibraltar to the Urals.

Every piece of his machinery is up in the air now.

And where they land is anybody's guess.

For the time being, we'll have to be comfortable with chaos.

Stay with him.

Help is on the way.

- Like I said, there's nobody here. - Then you're gonna tell me.

- Tell me where you're holding her or I... - Ressler, stand down!

Keen, I found a witness who saw Hitchin's men dispose of Reven's body.

- There is no witness. - Thank you.

What are you talking about? I met her. She told me everything.

Listen to your partner. You're ill. You need help.

You're not ill. Your memory was manipulated by Dr. Bogdan Krilov.

- We have him in custody. - I know what I saw. Trust me.

No, you need to trust me. The detective who reached out to you?

- Elijah Bell. - There is no Elijah Bell in the Philly P.D.

He works with Krilov, so does your witness.

No. No.

I was at her house, okay? I was there when she was taken.

By Krilov's men. He staged the whole thing.

Hitchin wasn't involved. During the raid, you were knocked out, unconscious.

That's when Krilov started to work on you, implanting memories.

Hitchin coming to pick you up.

Agent Ressler.

- How do you know that? - Krilov made it up.

- Krilov staged the whole thing. - No.

- We won't let her get away with this. No. - You're right.

We will find justice for Reven.

Just not this way.

Ressler, look at your hand.

You were drugged.

Propofol. Tramadol.

It's not your fault.

You're the victim here.

- He's the victim? I mean... - Yes, and you're a murderer.

And one day we're gonna prove it.

Every part of this little drama, Kate, is playing out as grand tragedy.

Family feuds always do.

- Werner's dead. - Oh, Raymond.

You may have bitten the hand that feeds you this time, deary.

Every one of Werner's allies will be out hunting to put you down.

Are you going to cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war, Raymond?

Goodbye, Kate.

Agent Ressler, sorry, but I'm gonna need your sidearm.

- Is that necessary? - Yes, sir, it is.

What are you doing?

Can you turn around for me?

Ressler is the victim. He was manipulated and drugged.

I'm sure the investigation will bear that out.

But in the meantime, he's in our custody.

Sir.

Sorry.

I really wanna thank you, Agent Keen.

I genuinely believe he would've shot me if you hadn't shown up.

- I didn't do it for you. I did it for him. - Fair, but you did it.

And for that I'm grateful.

Donald Ressler represents what's best about this country.

He's loyal and honest, and he believes that no one...

...no one, is above the law.

And I believe that, one day, you'll be the one being dragged off in handcuffs.

And he'll be walking into his lake house to watch the sunset.

Yeah.

Never gonna happen.

I want every detail. What you did, how you did it.

What memories you implanted in Agent Ressler's consciousness.

And what you took away.

You're going to give me everything we need to exonerate him.

I could do that, I suppose...

...if properly motivated.

You don't remember me, do you?

From 25 years ago, no.

But then you wouldn't be very good at your job if I did.

No, not 25 years ago. Just two.

What are you talking about?

You were brought to me by a mutual acquaintance of ours...

...who wanted me to take certain memories away from you.

- What memories? - Let's just say...

...you had uncovered certain truth about Raymond Reddington...

...and he couldn't have that.

You're lying.

No, I'm not lying.

And I think you know that.

So let's make a deal.

Full immunity.

I walk.

In exchange for the memories I took from you.

That's not gonna happen.

That is a shame for all of us.

But more so for you than me, I suspect.

And for the Agent Ressler, of course.

Two years ago.

Two, not 25. Two.

Kaplan is using Krilov.

What was the secret you needed Krilov to take?

Nothing. She's using him to pull at threads to continue to unravel my life.

He sidelined Ressler. He's trying to do the same to you.

- You did it once. - Yes, when you were a child...

...to protect you from the memory of killing your father.

I hired Krilov once.

Never again.

That's Julian Gale.

I've been avoiding his calls. I'm thinking that was a mistake.

Bogdan Krilov, Julian Gale, directly or indirectly, they're working for Kaplan.

- Against us. - Against you.

I'd think that would be a difficult distinction for you to make.

Speak with him if you must. All I ask is you don't do it in anger.

I wouldn't want you to say anything either of us would regret.

Some of them were killed because they were trying...

...to help us catch Reddington.

I asked them to inform. I promised them protection.

And, well, I failed, and here they are.

- You must be Agent Gale. - Charmed, I'm sure.

Speaking of charmed, I hear Reddington can be very charming.

What was it like going on the run with him?

- Did he charm you? - I was a fugitive.

It was awful.

September 23rd, 2013. Does that date ring a bell?

- Should it? - Well, it should for you.

See, that's the day that you went from being a rookie profiler...

...to a classified assignment.

I would remember. How about October 1st, 2013?

Nothing? Really?

See, that's the day that the Reddington task force started to fall apart.

- I don't know anything about that. - No?

How about SCI7?

You ever hear that?

Never have.

Apparently, it's a designation that the Bureau...

...reserves for certain high-profile cases.

It's classified, so I can't look at the files or interview heroes of law enforcement...

...that are doing such important work.

However, I was able to pinpoint the first time that designation was used.

You care for another date?

- See, I love dates. - Is there a question here?

No, but... But there's a pattern.

See, there was a rash of major cases that were solved, hundreds of them...

...starting the weeks after you were plucked from obscurity.

Reddington's been feeding the Bureau intel.

Big names.

SCI7-big.

Names that the Bureau never knew existed.

He's feeding them to you.

And in exchange...

...you're allowing him to stay one step ahead of the law. That right?

- Why did you want to see me? - I didn't.

I wanted you to see them.

See, I've already asked them...

...for their forgiveness for my part in their being here.

I wanted to give you a chance to do the same.