All language subtitles for The Blacklist (2013) - S05E11 - Abraham Stern (1080p BluRay x265 RZeroX)-eng

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I haven't felt this giddy
since Herbie Hunnicutt and I...

...pooled our box tops and sent away
for that decoder ring and periscope.

Why is that? What is this feeling?

You love treasures.

And you don't? Of course you do.
Everyone loves hidden treasures.

Yamashita's gold,
the Oak Island Money Pit.

Hell, even D.B. Cooper...

...which was more of a mystery
and less of a treasure hunt.

That's what you love, the mystery.

"Mystery." You know why?

- Robert Louis Stevenson.
- Yes! Edgar Allan Poe.

"The Gold-Bug." Oh, what a story.
It has everything.

A delirious search for treasure,
the descent into madness...

...along with ciphers...

...bugs, a skull nailed to a tree.

What a yarn.

If he actually has the locations
of the other coins...

...this could be a massive discovery.

Thank you, gentlemen. You may go.

We got what I came for.

Robert Navarro! M.P.D.
Open the door, please.

- Let's go, Bobby. Open up.
- We're here with the super.

We're coming in, you hear?

Guy's constantly got
people coming and going.

- Music all night.
- Sir, if you could step outside.

I ain't waiting outside.
I know the rules. What'd he do?

- It's drugs, right?
- Bedroom's clear.

You find something wrong, tell me.
That's how it works.

86-37 to Central,
domestic disturbance on Fernwick.

- Mark it unfounded.
- Copy, 86-37.

We have a 10-33 in your sector.
Requesting backup.

We're good, right?
I don't want no problems with the cops.

You were robbed? You?

- I'm glad my misfortune amuses you.
- It's just the irony caught me by surprise.

Okay. So?

The very rare 1943 Lincoln penny...

...that I liberated
from Grayson Blaise was stolen.

The thief knew where to find me.
He knew I had it. Now he has it.

I need a little help to get it back.

You fooled us once
into helping you acquire that penny.

I think we'll pass
on helping you reacquire it.

The man we're looking for,
this man is on a quest.

Fantastic news.

Loan committee approved an extension.
This is a new payment schedule.

Should keep you from defaulting
and allow you to repair your truck.

- I hear there was an accident.
- He has killed in service of it.

And unless we stop him, he will kill again.

Care to hear more?

In recent years, Federal Reserve Notes
issued in the 1930s...

...have turned up
in Manila and Singapore.

"The United States of America will pay
to the bearer on demand $100,000."

- How many of these notes are around?
- None, according to your government.

It denies issuing any such notes...

...and insists the few
that turned up are counterfeit.

- I thought this was about your penny.
- It is.

Without the pennies,
we'll never find the notes...

- ...or the man who's killing to get them.
- This is never easy.

But your P&L statements
are not promising.

I'm afraid we have no choice
but to foreclose.

Please. I'll do anything.

- Pennies. Wasn't there only one?
- No. There are four. Bronze.

- Minted in 1943.
- Before stealing it...

...you were willing to spend $3 million
to buy one of the pennies.

Collectors value them because they think
they were minted in error.

Bronze one-offs
when every other penny was copper.

But what collectors don't know,
what makes them truly valuable...

...is not that they were a mistake,
but that there is a code.

Put there by the man who minted them,
a map to a vast fortune.

Lost Federal Reserve Notes
that Treasury claims it never made.

Finding the long-lost notes is a quest
for the financial holy grail.

Hundreds of millions of dollars
redeemable upon request.

- The man who attacked you knew this?
- Aram, if you would.

Three security guards murdered
at the Sharjah Art Museum in Dubai.

An Italian art collector dies
when his home is consumed...

...by a fire set by an unknown arsonist.

Last night, an antiques dealer
murdered in Georgetown.

After informing our Blacklister
that I had arranged to meet him.

That's how he got the where and when.
He used that intel to ambush me.

Three incidents, presumably only
three pennies. Leaves him one short.

You were once an insurance investigator.

Funny, I have a personal situation...

...involving a rare coin.

Perhaps we could help each other.

Any indication he knows
where the last penny is?

No, and if he gets it,
he gets the code and treasure.

We need to locate
that penny before he does.

Our only interest is stopping this guy.
Treasure's not our concern.

Don't be a spoilsport. This will be fun.
Where's your sense of adventure?

- I think it sounds like fun.
- Thank you! That's the spirit.

Harold, you could learn a thing or two
from your subordinates.

These are the men I told you about
from the insurance company.

Frank Dobbs. Fairbanks and Hienz.
We underwrite rare collectibles.

And this is our numis...

Numismatic expert.

Ben Farber. I was here last when
you mounted the Eliasberg collection.

Yes, well, Patrick Church,
collections manager.

I understand this is an urgent matter.

It's about the Lincoln penny
you have on display.

Is there somewhere
we could speak privately?

Like I said, we got the call.

Super let us take a look around.
No sign of any problems.

And it was clean? Just like this?

Just like this.

It's too clean.

Whyman, hey. Singleton.

That's right. Don't worry about that.
Warrant's in the works as we speak.

I need a team here now.
I want you to tear this place apart.

Okay, check this out. I think
I may have located the fourth penny.

After the coins were minted,
they disappeared for 30 years.

No record of them anywhere.

But then, in 1975,
they started to appear at auctions.

The missing penny was last sold in 1984.

According to the bill of sale,
the man who bought it...

...passed away two years ago.

- Did he have it when he died?
- Yes.

It was included in an art collection he left
to the University of Pennsylvania.

- So they have the coin?
- Yes and no.

I spoke to the head of donations.

And she says the coin is on loan
at the Gabor Museum.

Ressler and Navabi, get to the museum.
Find out what they know.

How did you become aware of this?

A German auction house sold
a cast fake of a litra from Sicily.

We have reason to believe
that forger duplicated...

...the 1943 coin you have on loan.

If so, you may be able
to help us solve a case...

...that would eclipse
the Ready Electrotypes...

...sold by the British Museum.

- Can that even be possible?
- These people are very skilled.

The estate provided us
with authentication.

If what you're saying is true,
should we be filing a fraud claim?

Let's take this one step at a time.
Is the coin here?

Might I be able to see it?

Of course. Amber.

I want prints run on everything,
from the floorboards to the light bulbs.

If this place was cleaned,
I wanna know how.

What chemicals.
What kind of rags were used.

Check every surface
from the floorboards to the light bulbs.

Because someone was here.

And I wanna know who.

Agent Keen.

Please... Please tell me you're back.

Obviously, you're here, so you're back,
but are you back or just here?

I've missed you too.

Mr. Reddington has us working
this treasure hunt.

- That sounds amazing.
- Remember that penny he got...?

I'm actually just here
to get something out of the files.

Right.

Hey. What's that?

You need to come back. I'm so sorry.

- That's my fault. I didn't...
- I got it.

I ate...

Okay.

You know, it'd be a distraction.

- "A distraction"?
- From looking for Tom's killers.

I don't really see hunting Blacklisters
lightening my emotional load.

Mr. Reddington's penny, there are four.
The Blacklister has three.

Ressler and Navabi are en route
to the Gabor Museum to find the fourth.

I hear it's going well with Agent Navabi.

Talk about a distraction.

I'm here, not back.

Detective Singleton,
what do I owe the pleasure?

- Robert Navarro.
- What about him?

I was under the distinct impression
you were looking for him.

And I got the impression
you didn't want me to.

Even though you believe he works
for the man that killed your husband?

I don't believe. I know.

There was a domestic disturbance
at Navarro's place.

By the time we got there, his apartment
was cleaned. Navarro was gone.

You think I'd murder the one person
who could ID my husband's killer?

Did you?

I'm the last person in the world
who would want Navarro dead.

Now, if there's nothing more...

There isn't.

Not till we receive results
back from the lab.

Results?

From the bloody rag we found
in Navarro's apartment.

Whoever did kill him left it behind.

What do you think?

I wouldn't want to say.

You don't think it's a fake?

I'd want Chandler at the INA to look.
Run some tests.

So it's a fake.

Amber, have Security take the piece
to the safe. Ruben, notify the board...

...and pull the chain of ownership.

Excuse us for a moment.

Gentlemen.

- What's going on?
- Relax.

What? You know why they're here.

Excuse me. Agents Ressler and Navabi,
FBI. What's going on?

We have a situation
about a piece in our collection.

- The Lincoln penny.
- Yes. How did you...?

- Who told you?
- Our insurance company.

Their investigator.
His numismatic expert is in my office.

- Pull the security feeds.
- Can you take us to the expert?

Make your way safely to the exit.

- Your office, it's...?
- Top of those stairs, make a left.

Please make your way safely
to the exit as quickly as possible.

Please make your way safely
to the exit as quickly as possible.

Please make your way...

- You don't have the penny?
- Nor the Blacklister.

- But it was there?
- M.P.D. booked the penny into Evidence.

- They won't let us check it out.
- M.P.D. was there before you?

They received a tip
that the coin was going to be stolen.

- A tip from whom?
- Anonymous.

M.P.D. pulled a print off the coin book.
With luck, it'll ID the thief.

The thief is your concern.
Retrieving that penny is mine.

The FBI won't help you break
into a police evidence vault.

No, I wouldn't think so, Harold.

Let's go to Elizabeth's.

I've been looking for you.

Aram told me the penny from Lake Como
is a treasure map. Do I have that right?

You on some insane treasure hunt?

I'm not the only one.

He also thought a hunt would be
a good distraction for me.

I said no, but to tell you the truth,
I could use a bit of a distraction right now.

If you're looking for me, I hope it's to help.

I've cautioned you
that in your pursuit of Tom's killer...

...you need to restrain
your darker impulses.

Which I've done, mostly.

More or less.

The help I need violates
the spirit of that advice.

I wouldn't ask for it if it wasn't critical.

The answer is yes.

- You haven't even heard the question.
- You're my father. You need help.

It's not like you're gonna ask me
to get rid of a body.

As a result of an anonymous tip,
the M.P.D. has the penny.

I could use your help to get it back.

If it's from a crime scene,
it's downtown in the evidence vault.

Which Harold has shown
no inclination to access on my behalf.

They also keep evidence from felonies:
rape, robbery and homicide.

- Tom's evidence.
- Yes.

I don't have my badge anymore.
The best way to get your penny out...

...is for me to put evidence
from that case in.

- Do you have any?
- No, but I can make some.

Any word from the lab?

- Excited or worried?
- Appreciative of what you're doing.

The rag was booked
into Evidence too late.

Lab won't get it until tomorrow.

I know you think I'm standing in your way.

I'm not trying to.

I hope this helps you see that.

I finally got the courage
to go through Tom's things.

I found this in his jacket pocket.

It's locked,
and I don't have the passcode.

But maybe one of your techs
can pull the records...

...and it might give you a lead.

- Anything yet?
- No.

Remind me again
what it is we think we're doing here.

The phone acts as a passive
packet sniffer, a trick Tom taught me.

"Packet sniffer"?

The FBI uses them.

I'm sure your tech people know
about them.

It can intercept and log traffic
that passes over a digital network.

It is an absolute mystery to me
how these gadgets work.

The Dick Tracy phones,
these Blueteeth connections.

Frankly, I miss the rotary phone.

Except for that zero.
Watching that zero crawl back.

Oh, my God. It was painful.

- We have the code.
- Now we figure out how to get inside.

The lab got an ID
from the print in the coin book.

Abraham Stern.

"Stern, Abraham J."

Loan officer at the Republic
Commerce Bank in Manhattan.

I don't understand.
I did everything you asked.

Yes, and you did marvelously.

If you're upside down on your loan,
Stern tries a new payment schedule.

But, sadly, now the police are involved.

The linen truck
that hit Mr. Reddington's car...

...that company is a client of Stern's bank.

And the insurance investigator
that paid a visit to the Gabor Museum...

...he's also a client risking foreclosure.

So he threatens bankruptcy
unless you help him commit crimes?

Ressler, Navabi, get to the bank.
Bring him in.

I won't say anything.

I'm terribly sorry.

I couldn't possibly take that chance.

Thanks again for doing this.

Let's just be clear about one thing.
This is no favor.

This is a J-O-B. The check,
as they say, better be in the mail.

Yes. I told you twice already.

Why are you stalling?

I don't like pills.

You'll be fine.
You got your ID on you, right?

Okay. I will meet you at the hospital.

Tell you the truth, I'm looking forward
to getting out of the house...

...having time away from Mom.

Hospital's gonna be like a five-star resort,
three squares and a remote.

Juice with a bendy straw.

Between you, me
and the vending machine...

...I've always had a fantasy
about a nurse handling my...

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Something's wrong!

He came up to me at the machine,
short of breath. Is he gonna be okay?

- He's having a heart attack.
- Do you have any aspirin?

- Isn't he supposed to take aspirin?
- It may be in my purse.

I found the aspirin.

Does he need it?

Is he gonna be okay?

- You stole the penny.
- We discussed this.

Your interest is in Stern.
My interest is in his treasure.

Which you can't get to
without his pennies.

Which means you're looking for him too.

Harold, always a pleasure.

We raided the bank he works at
and at home. He's in the wind...

- ...but he'll come for the penny.
- Yes, I believe he will.

You cut a deal.

No, but I hope to.

Okay.

I'll show you mine if you show me yours.

Mr. Reddington.

Once the professor decodes the cipher...

...what guarantee do I have
you won't double-cross me?

You seem quite capable
of guaranteeing your own safety.

Nevertheless,
I need some kind of assurance.

Fine.

Sentiment.

This is your inheritance.

I wouldn't dream
of taking more than 50 percent.

You have one penny.

I have three.

Seventy-five, twenty-five.

Sentiment only goes so far.

So how do you know about my father?

Do we have a deal or not?

Other than secreting away a fortune
and hiding its whereabouts...

...in the pennies he minted,
I know curiously little about your father.

Usually the person who creates
a legend becomes legendary.

Why not him?

My father was...

...a little man with big dreams.

He worked for the Treasury Department
in Denver, started as an apprentice.

His goal was to become
a master engraver.

But then...

The Federal Reserve Notes went missing.

He had access. So he was a suspect,
but was never charged.

They punished him anyway.

Demoted him to the maintenance staff.

Gave him a little office in the boiler room.

He worked weekends, holidays.
Sometimes, he slept on a cot down there.

Then in '43,
the Mint made security upgrades.

The same year he put the cipher
on the coins.

Within the year, he was let go.

My father spent the rest of his life
living in the shadow of a crime...

...nobody could prove he committed.

He died a broken man.

Penniless.

A lowly maintenance worker.

And yet what he did is...

...legendary.

What he allegedly did.

Sometimes I wonder if that's all there is.

A legend.

If the pennies hold
the secret to your inheritance...

...why didn't your father give them to you?

He did in his will.

But at the time,
I was a snot-nosed 16-year-old.

And to me, he was a failure...

...who had been accused of a crime
he had nothing to show for.

So I spent them on candy.

Four Fireballs.

The next month, his executor gave me
a letter my father had left for me.

That's when I learned that the pennies
were the key to a great treasure.

And you've spent
the past 40 years looking for it.

I've lied. I've cheated.

I've killed in pursuit of it.

I believe my father was a criminal.

And I assume...

...he left me the pennies...

...so I wouldn't become one.

And yet here you are.

The apple never falls very far...

...does it?

The coins are a topographical map...

...depicting a specific set
of geoinformatics.

Look at this. Lincoln's face...

...isn't a face at all but a topographical
representation of a mountain range.

Your father was a talented man.

Front range of the Rocky Mountains.

Pikes Peak through Squaw Mountain.

These crosshatchings...

...they're not random imperfections
but intentionally placed etchings.

One set is meaningless,
but when you begin to layer the images...

...the map begins to depict a grid system.

- Denver.
- Circa 1943.

Look at this, the motto of the U.S.

"E Pluribus Unum," out of many, one.

The letters on each coin
have imperfections...

...but when you layer them...

The boiler room where he used to work.

He did steal the money.
He just couldn't get it out.

So he hid it right under their noses.

I've imagined robbing the Mint
of the money they make...

...but never of a fortune
they don't even know they have.

But this is a treasure hunt.

And if that's where X marks the spot...

What do you know
about the Denver Mint?

The Mint was built in 1897.
The boiler room's in the basement.

Hasn't been used since renovations done
in '43, abandoning the old boiler room.

Construction documents show
it was sealed off during renovations.

No doors. No windows.
A new vault blocks the only entrance.

What about the air-duct system?

The ducts could give us access if we
were pencil-thin and under 50 pounds.

We're not getting in through the ducting.

Production supplies,
trash and food deliveries...

...pass through daily, but all require IDs.

We'd need a hell of a story
to get through.

We'd have to contend with surveillance.

Which is extensive. Cameras on
the production floor, in the halls.

What about the vault?

Only way into the boiler room
is through that vault.

Which is made of steel and concrete.

- So this is the holding vault?
- Yes. When banks hand over...

...mutilated bills, they're brought here
to have authenticity validated...

...before being shredded
and sent to facilities for disposal.

Sixteen-inch thick concrete.

Concrete that can only be accessed
from inside the vault...

No water supply. We'd have to dry-cut
with diamond blades.

The place is a fortress.
Even if you get past the cameras...

...and guards,
you still have to get in the safe.

And the only thing
they let in there is cash.

Not just any cash.

Random. Untraceable.

The kind you find
in a money-laundering operation.

Heddie.

I need a tally
of our current cash reserves.

Are you freaking nuts?
That's everything we have.

Will it work?

Needs paint, the right decals,
but, yeah, we can make it work.

We'll need uniforms.

My old client at the bank says
IDs are in the works.

In case it's not obvious,
I'm standing right here.

My associate thinks you might
betray me. What do you think?

I think you're the reason...

...I'm finally going to realize
my lifelong dream.

I would never betray you.

On my father's grave.

See? On the grave of his father.

Don't do this.

Heddie, please. Just get the cash.

- You're not on the list.
- We drove straight from the bank.

- You're not on the list.
- Run the badge.

- We're on the list.
- He thinks we're here to rob the place.

Hey, you got us. We're here to rob you.

That's why we're bringing
8 million bucks into the Mint.

Can we move it along?
We got another run up to Golden.

I'd love to beat the traffic.

- There it is.
- Yeah.

I'm afraid your associate was right.

So much for your father's grave.

Your gun belt, please.

I'm sorry, Raymond.
I've come to like you. I really have.

But this is my birthright, not yours.

So if it's not too much trouble,
please, get in the truck.

- Any problems?
- Badge worked like a charm.

Let's go.

I knew we couldn't trust that guy.

Right as always, Heddie.

Everything in place?

Everything but my lady bits.
I don't know how these cops do it.

Let's go to work.

Don't move!

- Zip them up and clear the room.
- Everybody up and face the wall.

Line up.

- Move!
- Hands behind your back.

Hey, boys.

Get the bags.

You should've seen the look
on the boys' faces...

...when I told them I was
gonna run these jacked into the V-8.

- Sure it'll work?
- Oh, it's gonna suck.

What is that? What's happening?

I don't know, Red.

It'll work. Turn it up.

We're in business.

Hello, Harold.

Excuse the rush. I'm on a clock.

I wanted to let you know I discovered
what our friend Abraham Stern is up to.

- Oh, and what is that?
- Robbing the Denver Mint.

Find out what's going on!

Turn it off! Go!

- I'm sorry. He's doing what?
- That was my reaction.

I told him he'd never get away with it.
He seemed determined.

What's that noise? Where are you?

There's a hell of a racket here.
Harold, can you hear me?

Are you telling me that Stern's
father's treasure is in the Mint?

He's certainly convinced so.

The more I think about it,
I'm not sure there's any treasure.

I mean, treasure? Really?

Who knows? Either way, I can't chat.

I've got my hands full
with a plumbing problem.

Good luck with Stern. I have faith in you.

You always get your man.

Reddington says Stern's robbing
the Denver Mint.

- The Mint?
- Reddington's not far behind.

Notify the Denver field office
and get there. Find out what's going on.

- I think we got company.
- Morgan, how long?

No idea.
I think we're gonna need more vans.

- Out of time. Shut it down.
- Are you kidding?

Congratulations, Harold.

- You got your man.
- And you got your treasure.

I don't know how...

...but I know you did.

And the pennies?

Returned to their rightful owners.

All except the one that you lifted
from Grayson Blaise.

Name your price, Harold.

It's too high for you.

Try me.

The truth.

Abraham Stern's father committed
the crime of the 20th century.

I just committed the crime of the 21st.

Except it isn't a crime.

Hundreds of millions in Federal
Reserve Notes. Payable on demand.

Which the Treasury says don't exist.

The Mint said nothing was stolen.

And so the treasure myth lives on.

I appreciate you telling me that truth.

But it isn't the one I was looking for.

The evidence locker.

- What about it?
- What you took aside from the penny.

I didn't take anything else.

Evidence was logged in material
to the disappearance of Robert Navarro.

A person of interest
in the death of Tom Keen.

You didn't take it?

No, I did not.

Dr. Chang to OR 3.

This one says, "Dear Glen,
glad you're okay and recovering well.

Thank you for all you do. R.R."

A secret admirer. One of many.

"P.S. To whom it may concern,
Glen is a licentious cur."

What?

I don't know what "licentious" means.

But I'm pretty sure
he meant it as a compliment.

Is everything okay?

- Dembe said it was urgent.
- You're to be congratulated.

I may be old, but I'm not an old fool.

And you completely hoodwinked me
and Harold.

He thinks I stole a bloody rag
from Evidence.

Right. About that...

You were the anonymous tip.

You told the M.P.D.
that the penny was about to be stolen.

You knew if they stopped
the robbery in progress...

...they'd book the penny into Evidence.

And you didn't call me
to help me steal the penny...

...or to distract you
from your obsession with Tom's killer.

You called me to help me help you...

...retrieve a rag covered in your blood.

Evidence that might have convicted you
of murdering Robert Navarro.

I did not intend to kill him. I intended
to get him to identify Tom's killer.

He got the upper hand.
There was a fight.

Where's the body?

Cooper says it's a missing-persons case,
but if they find that corpse...

- That's not gonna happen.
- I'd like to make sure of that.

I already have.

And in the process,
I discovered Navarro had a glass eye.

- Look at that.
- Wait till you see this.

Some kind of next-gen technology.

I'm sorry I tricked you.
I had no idea what else to do.

But now I do,
and I need your help to do it.

Will you help me?

Of course I'll help you.

What?

Your penny.

Does this mean
you found your treasure, or no?

I've had my eye on a castle in Trieste.

I'm flying over there to make
a large offer on it. Care to join me?

- Bernard.
- You look...

...incomplete.

I just can't believe that's it.

Found in a trunk gathering dust in Surrey.

Hidden treasure indeed.

Authentication papers are inside.

As promised.

Wait. You're gonna use
your penny to buy that?

A bargain at twice the price.

That penny's worth $3 million.

And this is Winston Churchill's hat.

The homburg he wore during the Blitz.

Under its brim, he beat back Hitler...

...with style and grace...

...and unwavering confidence.

I'm an eager if unworthy heir.

What do you think? Be brutal.

It's...

...kind of amazing.

I'll take "amazing."