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No. This is ridiculous.
Please come home.

I called a lawyer, Paul.
He said we shouldn't be talking.

- A lawyer? No, Deb. I'm sorry.
- I know you're sorry, Paul.

Mrs. Evans?
This is Wendy from E.I.C. Trust.

I'm following up
on our previous conversation.

Good news.
It appears you are not overdrawn.

Over my dead body, Susan.

Mom, it's a retirement community.

I'm not gonna play bingo all day
just to have someone wipe my...

He has a fever
and won't be able to go on the...

Hello, Grandpa!

Oh, hey there, lovelies.

...afternoon.
Do you have time to take a...?

Hey, I got your message. Is it true?

Yeah. Came today, 2.2.
I've never seen a check that big.

Then it's done, right?
This is great. We should celebrate.

No, no. Not yet. Listen,
I think we might have a situation.

What situation?

It's about the body.

Play it again.

911. What's your emergency?

I saw a man with a gun on West 4th
near the Red Brau Tavern.

Can you describe him?

White guy in his 50s.
He's wearing a suit, tan suit and a hat.

Our contact in the department says
the caller didn't identify herself.

Someone identified me to the caller.
We both know who and why.

You have no proof it was Elizabeth.

No. And I hope I'm wrong.

But she's hunting for my past. Putting me
here makes it more likely she'll find it.

Raymond,
you're facing the death penalty.

She would never put you
in that position.

Try to identify the person on the tape.

And please reach out
to the task force. I have a case.

Minister D?

Serial blackmailer.

He takes his name from the villain
in Edgar Allan Poe's The Purloined Letter.

However, unlike his namesake,
this man's never been identified.

Why now? Today of all days?

Because I'm innocent.

- And he can prove it.
- How?

The explanation will be obvious
once you've found him.

But as my trial begins within the hour,

I'd appreciate it if you would
investigate now and ask questions later.

You say this Minister D can prove your
innocence. Can he prove who's guilty?

- Yes.
- So you know who the real traitor is?

Someone I trusted.

As is the traitor
who turned me in to the police.

Have you found out who that is yet?

Someone close. Traitors always are.

Tell me about Minister D.

According to Reddington, Minister D
gathers incriminating information

and then uses it to extort people.

In 2004, he discovered
an insider-trading scheme

and used information to extort $4 million
from a pair of traders at Koji Analytics.

Six years ago, he blackmailed
Senator Constance Holsted

after finding proof of a kickback scheme
between the senator's husband

and a real-estate developer.

- It's the body.
- What are you talking about?

Where we put it isn't safe.

Did Reddington say
how Minister D collects his intel?

No. But he made it seem as if he has

compromising information
on just about everyone.

Which is why Reddington brought us
the case.

What do you mean?

Minister D gathers information
to extort people.

With Reddington about to go to trial,
it stands to reason

he wants to extort members of the jury
or the judge.

- Maybe he thinks the Minister can help.
- It's a risky move if he's innocent.

- Which we all know he's not.
- Do we?

You think Reddington is innocent?

I think this guy could be.

- This "guy"?
- What Ressler is trying to say...

Yes, please translate.

We won't know the truth
until we find the Minister.

Reddington give any indication
where to start?

- With Sayantan Shah.
- The taxi tycoon?

In 2006, Reddington loaned him money
to pay off a blackmailer

he believes was Minister D.

Talk to Shah. See what he knows.

He loaned me money.
I paid him back. Is that a crime?

To do business with a wanted fugitive
and not report it?

Yeah. That's a whole lot of crimes.

I was being blackmailed.

I didn't have the money. What was
I supposed to do? I can't walk into a bank.

Relax, Mr. Shah.
We're not here to arrest you.

Or to ask you to cooperate
against Mr. Reddington.

We don't need your help
to make a case against him.

What we need is your help
to make a case

against the man who blackmailed you.

We'll ignore your business
with Raymond Reddington

if you tell us about your business
with Minister D.

Delivery for Peter Dereamer.

And the reasons I was
being blackmailed? You'll ignore those?

Our interest is Minister D. If you help us,
we'll look past your little indiscretions.

I came to my office one day after lunch
and there was this envelope.

Inside was a transcript
of a phone call I had made

detailing arrangements that might have
been misunderstood by my partners.

Or the IRS.

A few days later, I get a call
instructing me to deliver 400,000 in cash.

That transcript was word for word.

I hired a team. They found this buried in
the phone lines of my apartment building.

It's a tap. He was listening.

Good morning.

Unless the parties have issues
they wish to address,

I'll ask the clerk to bring down the jury.

As you're kind enough to inquire,

I do have an issue that compels me
to ask for a continuance.

And what, pray tell, is that?

A key piece of evidence has not yet
materialized. I expect it to shortly.

I have investigators working to locate it.

By "investigators," I can assume
defense counsel means

his very own team of FBI agents.

Is that true?

My cooperation agreement continues
on a voluntary basis.

I've steered the bureau
in the direction of a wanton criminal.

Mr. Sima may not appreciate that an
ancillary benefit of catching said criminal

is that he is in possession of information
that will prove my innocence.

But anyone with an actual interest
in the truth would, I'm sure,

see a continuance
as a prerequisite for a just outcome.

A just outcome would have been
the defendant accepting

our settlement offer of life in prison.

The government was willing
to take the death penalty off the table.

And you rejected it.

Yes. As any innocent man would.

Your motion for a continuance is denied.

If exculpatory evidence surfaces,
you can introduce it at trial

or, if necessary, on appeal.

We'll bring the jury in
for opening arguments after lunch.

- What do we have?
- The device Keen and Ressler identified

was some splitter.

It duplicated the signal
from Shah's phone,

sending one signal to the number Shah
dialed and another to a different location.

Some sort of listening post.

Now, I couldn't trace the calls,
but we did find similar devices.

And get this, they were all monitoring
landlines and cell towers

operated
by the VeraCom Phone Company.

Only a handful of individuals serviced
the sites where we discovered taps.

Three joined the company
after the first incident.

One left the country
to do missionary work in 2013.

And another died of a heart attack
just eight months ago.

- Which leaves?
- Elijah Bailey.

Name's an alias.
Taxes filed under a stolen Social.

Engineering degrees forged.

- What about a location?
- An address in Arlington.

- What's he doing here?
- Here to see Agent Ressler.

Keen, Navabi, run down that Arlington
address. Ressler, come with me.

So, what's this about?

I need to prep you for trial.
I'm calling you as a witness.

The work of the task force
remains classified.

I won't be asking about it.

When the FBI was hunting Reddington
instead of working for him,

you ran point on the investigation.

He's on trial for acts of treason
he allegedly committed

long before I took over
that investigation.

We know they're not alleged.

And I wouldn't be asking you
if I had anyone else to ask.

Your predecessors have all passed.
You're the ranking officer.

Why'd you wait to let us know?

I don't trust you. You're working
a case to help him at trial.

You know how I know?

He told us in court. Agent Ressler,
once I put you under oath,

your loyalty will be to the truth,
not Reddington.

Perjure yourself even once and I will
make sure you join your boss in prison.

FBI!

Federal agents!

Clear!

Clear here!

Clear over here!

Clear!

There must be 10,000 tapes in here.

Hey there. How you doing, papito?
Need a shave?

I'm looking for a woman.
She made a call from that pay phone.

It was a few weeks ago. I have a date
and time to check your security cameras.

Memory's deleted every 48 hours.

Maybe somebody saw something?

Don't know. I ain't seen nobody
on that phone in the time I been here.

I can ask around but no promises.

Look, man, like I told you,
I don't know anything.

Thanks for listening.

Yeah, no problem.

You the one who been asking
about that girl? One who made the call?

I am. Did you see something?

- If I did, what's in it for me?
- Maybe I could pay you.

Maybe you could give me
the money first. And maybe then I talk.

Did you see who made that call?

Yeah. I did it.

You cannot go to jail
to protect his secret.

Sima may not ask anything
that requires me to lie.

But if he does ask you to confirm

that Reddington is the defendant,
you can't say yes.

If I say no, if I tell the truth,
he's gonna know that we know.

He'll do everything to keep us
from learning his identity.

If the only way for me to find out
who he really is

is for the most honest person I know
to commit perjury, I don't want to know.

If Reddington admitted that he was the
imposter, the charges would be dropped.

He's facing the death penalty
and says nothing.

If he's okay with that, so am I.
Besides, I'm not that honest.

I said you were the most honest person
I know. The bar is pretty low.

Look. You deserve an answer.

And I'm not gonna be the one who says
something that keeps you from that.

But if something were to happen to you
because you did that...

I would never forgive myself.

Hey. He uses a manual typewriter.

Who does?

The listener. You sitting in the dark?

I had a migraine.

Oh, I didn't know you got migraines.

I didn't before.

You okay?

You were saying?

Right.

Anyway, have you ever used
a manual typewriter?

Yeah, it's impossible. Just to make
a mark, you have to slam on each key.

Do you have a point
or are you being pointlessly adorable?

By slamming on each key, you leave
a mark on the paper and ribbon.

And after the ribbon is hit, it spools.
So if you unspool it,

you can see
the last thing Minister D typed.

So you know who his next target is?

Next target is Peter Dereamer, who
cheated on his wife with Mikela Pariente.

He blackmailed him over an affair?
How original.

Not the affair. The insurance.

Two million in his wife's name
which paid out when they killed her.

Yesterday, Bailey recorded this.

Hey, I got your message. Is it true?

Yeah. Came today, 2.2.
I've never seen a check that big.

Then it's done, right?
This is great. We should celebrate.

No, no. Not yet. Listen,
I think we might have a situation.

What situation?

- It's about the body.
- What are you talking about?

Where we put it isn't safe.
She could be found.

Dereamer. Where is he?

The manager at Mikela's apartment
saw him arrive 20 minutes ago.

Keen, Navabi, get there. Take them into
custody. See if they can lead us to Bailey.

Agent Ressler,
did you once lead an FBI task force

dedicated to killing
or capturing Raymond Reddington?

Your Honor, I'm happy to stipulate
that Agent Ressler was the FBI agent

who spent the prime years of his career
in a futile game of whack-a-mole.

Mr. Sima, we can dispense
with the foundational questions. Proceed.

As the ranking officer
on that Reddington task force,

were you familiar with an incident
that occurred involving the U.S.S. Gideon

in March of 1990?

I was. Yes.

The U.S.S. Gideon was
an Ohio-class submarine

sunk by the Soviet navy while
on a secret mission in the Barents Sea.

One hundred and thirty-four men
were on board. They all died.

You say it was a "secret mission."
How did the Soviet navy find out?

Raymond Reddington told them.

Was the defendant the only one
who knew about the mission?

Raymond Reddington was one
of 16 people who were aware of it.

Twelve naval officers and
four CIA operatives on the Russia desk.

If 16 people were aware of the mission,

how can you be sure
the defendant was the informant?

Two days before the sub was attacked,

the Gideon's captain changed course
to avoid weather.

The change was communicated
to an officer assigned to the mission.

He was the only one of the 16 who knew
the coordinates of the sub on the day.

Who was that intelligence officer?

Raymond Reddington.

So the defendant was the only one
who knew the location of the submarine.

That doesn't prove he told
the Russians how to find it.

Why are you so certain that he did?

Because a secure KGB communiqué
we intercepted indicated

that Reddington provided the Russians

with the exact coordinates
where the submarine was torpedoed.

Mr. Ressler,
I'm showing you a document

that has previously been admitted
as Government Exhibit 9.

Is this the communiqué?

It is.

Please read it for the jury.

"Lamprey indicates target diverted.
Prior intel no longer actionable.

New coordinates received."

- Want me to read the coordinates?
- That won't be necessary.

Are you familiar
with the code name "Lamprey"?

Yes. "Lamprey" was the code name

the KGB assigned
to Raymond Reddington.

For the defendant?

For Raymond Reddington.

And is Raymond Reddington
in the courtroom today?

Your Honor?

Agent Ressler, the man referred to in
the communiqué, is he in this courtroom?

Yes, Your Honor. He is.

FBI!

Don't move! Freeze!

- Don't shoot!
- Hands where we can see them.

You're under arrest
for the murder of Janice Dereamer.

Peter Dereamer. Where is he?

FBI!

Stop!

Stop!

You won't make it.

We heard the tapes.

We know you and Peter killed his wife
and that Bailey's blackmailing you.

If you ever want to get out of prison,
you're gonna help us find him.

He told us to put $200,000 in my purse
and take it to the Harkins Museum.

Wanted me to put it in a gift-shop bag
and leave it near a bench at 3:20.

Okay, then. That's exactly
what you're gonna do.

Agent Ressler, after all these years,
I feel as if we actually know each other.

- I know the feeling.
- Have you heard of Katarina Rostova?

Yes. She was a KGB officer.

Would it surprise you to learn that she
and I had quite a complicated history?

Sex, drugs, rock 'n' roll.
Did I say "sex"? Sex.

Almost nothing you do surprises me.

How about that Katarina hid the fact
that she was a KGB agent,

stole the coordinates
for the submarine U.S.S. Gideon

and passed them on to her superiors?

That she was responsible for the deaths
of those brave young men?

Objection. What surprises
Agent Ressler is not relevant.

Sustained. Move on, Mr. Reddington.

Agent Ressler,
was I a good intelligence officer?

Raymond Reddington was one
of the best.

Sorry? "Raymond Reddington was"?

Yes.

Hated by the KGB?

Very much so.

- Would they like to see him disgraced?
- Definitely.

Enough to forge a communiqué?

Objection. The witness cannot know
what the KGB would or wouldn't do.

Objection sustained. Move on.

Mr. Sima asked you if I was a traitor.

You hesitated with your answer. Why?

- What difference does it make?
- Is it because you're uncertain?

Or aware of mitigating circumstances that
have given you a different opinion of me?

About who I am today
as opposed to who I once was?

- I don't think you want me to answer that.
- Oh, but I do.

I don't. Counsel will approach.

You may be excused
for the moment, Agent Ressler.

I do not like tricks played in my courtroom,
especially dirty ones.

He hesitated for a reason.

The reason is that you work together,
a fact that is not admissible at this trial.

Or have you forgotten
that your relationship with the FBI

is a deep, dark and regrettable secret?

There's something else.

I hope for your sake
that it doesn't involve Rostova.

Because that fishing expedition is over.

I need more time.

Clearly. But you don't have it.

A winter coat,
a pair of warm shoes and $3000.

Who are you?

It is yours
whether you can help me or not.

It was a white woman. Dark hair.

She didn't give her name.
Just 100 bucks to call 911

and to say I seen a man with a gun,
a man wearing a suit and hat.

Is this the woman?

- That's not her.
- Take your time. Are you sure?

She gave me 100 bucks to make a call.
I'm never gonna forget her face.

Just like I'm never gonna forget yours.

Please state your name and occupation.

Lawton B. Nuss. I'm a retired
forensic accountant with the FBI.

When you were with the bureau,
did you discover that the Russians

paid Raymond Reddington
for information

leading to the sinking
of the U.S.S. Gideon?

- Yes, sir.
- I would object, but I enjoy a good yarn.

Describe how the money was handled.

A month before the incident, a corporate
account was opened in a Cypriot bank

known to work with Soviet intelligence.

The only person with power to withdraw
funds was the company president.

And who was that?

Raymond Reddington.

I'm sure many accounts were opened in
weeks prior to the tragedy of the Gideon.

What makes you think the activity
in this account was connected to it?

A company for the KGB wired 3 million
into the account

a day before the incident
and another 3 million the day after it.

One week later,
the entire amount was withdrawn.

- By Reddington?
- Yes.

Using fingerprints and a password.

Thank you. No further questions.

Was the withdrawal made in person?

No. It was a wire transfer.

You said the withdrawal required
fingerprints and a password.

It was done remotely.

If someone had my fingerprints
and knew the password,

they could have made the withdrawal

and no one at the bank, nor yourself,
would have known the difference.

I suppose that's possible.

Yes. Know what else is possible?
That I was framed by Katarina Rostova.

Which I could prove
if Your Honor would grant me...

The court will stand in recess.

During which time I will consider whether
your willful disregard for my instruction

suggests that while you are competent
to stand trial,

you may be incompetent
to represent yourself.

I'm innocent. How can trying to prove that
suggest incompetence?

It doesn't.
But not following the rules does.

And so far, you haven't come close
to doing that. We're back in 15.

All right. She's on the move.

Hold on. Who's this?

He's taking it to the information desk.
Lost and found.

The janitor. I got him.

I got the bag.

Excuse me. FBI. I need to see that bag.

The purse is gone.
The janitor has it. That's him.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, thanks.

Harold.

We found Minister D.

If you found his archives, I need
the tape of a call he recorded

on December 7th, 1990.

If he has it, we'll find it.

But I won't give it to you
so you can leverage the judge or jury.

If that was my plan,
I wouldn't need your help.

I'm quite capable
of bribing jurors on my own.

I didn't give you this
to get an acquittal.

- Then why did you give it to us?
- To prove my innocence.

Members of the jury,
I have been on the bench 23 years.

I have never had a defendant represent
himself in a death-penalty case.

Mr. Reddington made the choice.
And after careful consideration,

I have decided to allow him
to continue down that path.

As he's acting as his own counsel,
he may testify in a narrative form.

Mr. Reddington, I'm giving you
the benefit of the doubt.

Don't make me regret it.

Please.

Do you swear to tell the truth and nothing
but the truth, so help you God?

I do.

I don't see it. Is it possible
he got the date wrong?

Reddington told us to look for
a very specific needle in this haystack.

A recording taken
on December 7th, 1990.

Bailey isn't talking.
Please tell me you found something.

We did, just not what we were looking for.

"Elijah Bailey" is an alias.
We matched his DNA to Jordan Loving,

a retired corporal
in the Army Corps of Engineers.

Now, he disappeared
from a hospital four days after

he made the recording
Mr. Reddington says will clear his name.

Loving was admitted with burns after
an explosion at his house injured him

and killed a man identified
as Zachary Tempkin.

We found this picture at Bailey's.

Can't be a coincidence that Reddington's
looking for a recording on December 7th,

and on December 11th,
an assassin injures Bailey

and murders a man
who appears to have been his lover.

Maybe he used the tape
to blackmail someone

who didn't take kindly to blackmail.

But who? And how is it connected
to Reddington?

Thirty-five years ago,

a Naval intelligence officer working
for the U.S. government fell...

Fell into a relationship
with a beautiful Russian woman.

Unbeknownst to his superiors,
that relationship, which started as...

guarded attraction...

quickly evolved into passion
which resulted in pregnancy.

They had the child.

A girl...

whom they both loved.

What the Naval officer didn't know,

but certainly should have suspected,

was that the Russian woman was...

a KGB officer.

That Katarina Rostova
had been assigned

to get close to Raymond Reddington

and steal classified information
from him.

What Reddington could never
have suspected

was that, though she was a KGB agent,

Rostova's real handlers

were members
of a secret criminal organization,

a multinational cabal working
in the shadows

to manipulate world governments,

economic markets,
trade and international alliances.

When Reddington discovered this,

he confronted Rostova,

who warned him that if he threatened
to expose them,

the Cabal would destroy his reputation,

discrediting him
so he could not discredit them.

And that's what happened.

With the help of the Cabal...

Rostova framed Reddington

with the very evidence
you've heard in this courtroom.

To prevent him
from protecting his country,

she made it appear
as if he had betrayed it.

As a result,
the Cabal remained in the shadows,

Rostova disappeared

and Raymond Reddington became...

a completely different person.

A man who has done...

many brutal, scary, illegal things.

But not a single one ever...

that was treasonous.

That's it. Every box, file and tape.

- We must have missed something.
- Or it's not here.

- We have to start over.
- I think it's too late for that.

It's gotta be here. It has to be.

We'll start over.

I don't think we have to.

December 7th, 1990.

Notify Ressler. Tell him we have
the tape Reddington is looking for.

Let me just get this straight. You were
framed by a secret criminal organization?

I'm sorry. I misspoke. Thanks to me,
the Cabal is no longer secret.

A multinational cabal working in
the shadows to manipulate governments.

I'm sure they have
a Wikipedia page if you look.

Do you have any evidence
to support this conspiracy theory?

- I do.
- That you can present at this time?

Yes. Though I don't understand
what the rush is about.

Everyone seems so anxious to kill me.
Makes you wonder.

Perhaps you could enlighten me
over a cocktail after my acquittal,

which is inevitable now
that the evidence has arrived.

- Permission to approach?
- I thought you'd never ask.

Whatever evidence his FBI lackey
just stepped and fetched for him...

It's a tape recording.

...that we haven't had the chance
to authenticate.

Then let's get Agent Ressler
to hop on the stand,

cross his heart, hope to die,
and do just that.

I agree. You will have the chance
to cross-examine the witness

and authenticate the tape.

Mr. Reddington, it appears
all your eggs are in this basket.

You better hope they don't crack.

That loud "whooshing" sound is
the wind blowing out of your case.

The court needed
the tape copied to a flash drive.

But this is the original.

He pulled me out of a meeting.
This better be important.

Reddington knows.
He knows everything.

- Explain.
- He's discovered my identity

and the existence of the Cabal.

Can he be contained?

He took Masha.

- Eliminate him.
- He's a decorated officer.

His death would be investigated.
Whatever they find, they will believe.

But if we discredit him...

The intelligence I stole,
we leak that it came from him.

No one will believe him after that.

Not with the blood
of 134 Americans on his hands.

Agent Rostova,
I told you to eliminate him.

- And I'm telling you there's a better way.
- Because you're sleeping with him.

Because he has proof
that the Cabal exists,

proof that would be released
in the event of his death.

- The Fulcrum.
- And because I love his daughter.

My daughter.

I want this mess cleaned up.

Get rid of him or ruin him.
Just get it done by Christmas.

Agent Ressler, do you recognize
the man's voice on the tape?

Yes. It's Alan Fitch, the former director
of National Intelligence.

And the woman? Agent Rostova?

It was Katarina Rostova, yes.

Why did you bring me this tape?

The government has a legal obligation
under Brady v. Maryland

to provide the defendant with any
evidence that can be used in the defense.

Thank you, Agent Ressler.

And may I say you are both
everything I dislike about the FBI

and everything I admire about it.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

Your scar.

Katarina Rostova gave that to you,
didn't she?

She took Zachary from you.

- You found the tape.
- You blackmailed the wrong person.

I thought I could use the tapes
to punish people for what they'd done.

To cash in on what they'd done.

To make a good living
off the backs of bad people.

You hurt a lot of people who deserved it.

But you also hurt yourself.

No, I didn't.

Katarina Rostova did.

Out of all the tapes,
why ask me about this?

Because Katarina Rostova
took someone away from me too.

I'm sorry.

So am I.

Thanks to your tape...

I think she just gave him back to me.

The defendant will rise.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

"In United States
v. Raymond Reddington,

to the single count
alleging violation of Title 18,

United States Code Section 2381,
Treason, how do you find?"

Not guilty.

The court thanks the jury
for your service. You are dismissed.

The government is ready to proceed
to trial on the remaining indictments.

I have no doubt that once
the government licks its wounds,

it will want another bite
at our allegedly rotten apple.

But that's for another day.

Until then, the defendant will remain
in custody.

No bail? I was looking forward
to that cocktail.

You may or may not be
the most dangerous criminal

to ever grace my courtroom.

But you certainly are
the most incorrigible.

Court stands in recess.

I don't know how I can feel so relieved
and so pissed off at the same time.

Don't judge her too harshly.

I don't think
I could judge her harshly enough.

Whoever you are today,
whatever you've become,

it's because of the lies she told.

She was between a rock
and a hard place.

That's no excuse for framing someone
for a crime they didn't commit.

It's easy to think that now.

Back then...

things were complicated.

I grew up believing
Raymond Reddington was a traitor.

Well, now you know the truth.

I know a truth.

You know that your parents loved you
very much.

And that's the only truth that matters.

Dembe.

We won.

I'm very relieved.

More so knowing that you are as well.

Of course. Why wouldn't I be?

Because you are
the reason Raymond is here.

I spoke to the woman
who called the police.

I showed her your photo.

When she didn't recognize it,
I realized she had spoken to Jennifer.

That you worked together
to capture Raymond.

- Does he know?
- I keep his secrets. I don't share them.

He sent you to find out. He suspects
something but doesn't know. Is that it?

I won't say it is.

But I won't say it's not.

If you tell him, he'll never forgive me.

The secrets he keeps from you
cause you so much pain.

And now you are asking me
to keep your secrets from him.

You're his secret-keeper.

I'm asking you to be mine too.

It's gonna be fine.

Everything's gonna be fine.

I know what you did.

What? Stole the boss's hooch?

You lied to the judge to protect
my search for the imposter's true identity.

You ignored everything
I asked you not to do.

I wanted to say thank you.

That must've been hard,
hearing that tape today.

Listening to your mother betray
your father like that.

To be honest with you, Ressler,
this has all been hard.

Ever since I met the imposter.

But, yes.

Especially now knowing
my mother helped this imposter

steal my real father's good name.

But why? I mean, before today, everyone
thought Reddington was a traitor.

The government, the press.

And, still, the imposter chose
to take his identity.

He went to a surgeon who could have
given him the identity of anyone.

He could have been anyone.

And yet he chose to be a pariah.

He chose the life
of a wanted fugitive. Why?

Why would anyone do that?

I heard the news. Congratulations.

A Pyrrhic victory, I'm afraid.
Like eating a salted-caramel babka.

Immensely satisfying in the moment.
But it might be what kills me in the end.

I found the person
who made the 911 call.

- And?
- It was a homeless woman.

- Who told her to make the call?
- She didn't know.

- You showed her a photograph?
- Yes.

- Of Elizabeth?
- Yes.

And?

No.

I was so sure.

I was...

The thought
that she'd betrayed me again...

But she didn't.

No.