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Previously on The Blacklist:

Reddington's missing. Samar,
I need you to trace his location.

I search-traced Reddington's burner
to West Virginia.

You knew where they were.
You didn't tell me. I want you gone.

My father died for his principles.

It was a trap set by the
crookedest cop of all. Tommy Markin.

Tommy Markin.

I found Karakurt.

-Karakurt's willing to confess?
-To all of it.

Agent Keen tells me
you have Karakurt.

-Yes. I intend on turning him over.
-Don't. I have a better idea.

Hasaan's all yours.

-You will have your meeting.
-I'll be in touch when ready.

-We have to give him the package.
-We need it to clear your name.

-Elizabeth.
-Elizabeth Keen.

I've got her on foot.

Elizabeth Keen, you're under arrest.

Just so you know,
I'm not ashamed of what I did.

You shot the attorney general
of the United States.

-He was a terrorist.
-He was unarmed.

I'm glad you have your convictions.
I just don't wanna die for them.

-You said she'd never be caught.
-I'll arrange her transfer to CIA custody.

It won't be that easy.
Reven put safety measures in place.

Wait, Laurel. Laurel.

You said you took care of
the Reven Wright situation.

I did, but certain protocols were set
to activate upon Keen's arrest.

What kind of protocols?

Cynthia Panabaker kind.

Yeah. She's White House counsel
and a real pain in the ass.

She's drafted an executive order
mandating Keen's transport...

...to the federal courthouse for
a closed hearing with Judge Trotter.

-How much time?
-Three hours, maybe less.

Peter, if she tells her story
in open court then--

She won't.

You know, this entire airport novel...

...started when you overplayed
your hand with Raymond Reddington.

It's time for you to close the book
on Elizabeth Keen, permanently.

Three hours to make
one woman go away?

We've collapsed entire governments
in less time.

-Ressler.
-Where is she?

Don't worry about Keen's safety.
I've taken measures--

Your measures will fail. Mine won't.

Now you're gonna share your plan with
me, now that I arrested your partner?

Face it, Reddington. I beat you.

There are no beatings here, Donald.
No winners or losers.

There is only Agent Keen's life.

I have been working on a
meticulous campaign to clear her name.

But I need a day to
put one final piece in place.

-Go for it. You know where we'll be.
-I wish that were true.

You're about to witness
the full force of a shadow government...

...working in concert to crush you.

Now that they know you have Elizabeth,
they will stop at nothing to steal her.

You and Agents Navabi
and Mojtabai...

...must remain by her side and guard her
with your lives until you hear from me.

Thanks to you, Navabi's no longer
a member of this task force.

Then it's all on you, Donald.
Keep them away from Agent Keen.

And Donald, I assume you have
Dembe and are being hospitable.

You'll get a fair hearing.

You and I both know
I'm never making it to that hearing alive.

This place should be safe. There's--

-Perfect place to sneak away. Be alone.
-What's that for? I'm cooperating.

Well, I cut into your chest
with an old bean can, my friend.

So I'm not giving you
the chance to return the favor.

You got anything to eat?
I'm starving.

I'm sure Charlene knows
her way around the kitchen.

Really, Harold?
We gonna do this right now?

I'm driving you to your sister's.
I wanna get you away from Karakurt.

The Cabal will stop at nothing to kill him.
Stay here. Guard the asset.

I'll get back as soon as I can.

Beans?

-Agent Mojtabai.
-Have you heard about Agent Keen?

-Mr. Reddington.
-Listen to me, Aram.

The Cabal will come for her.

If they reach her, it'll be the last time
you ever see Elizabeth again.

At this point, only one person
can keep her alive. You.

Me?

Okay.

How?

Excellent work, Agent Ressler.

At 3 p.m., U.S. marshals will arrive to
escort you to a federal courthouse...

...where you'll be held
pending your arraignment tomorrow.

Whatever happens, I don't blame you.

Until then you'll be held here...

...under the authority and protection of
Reven Wright.

I'll keep you safe. I promise.

I've called her four times. How is it
you haven't gotten in touch with her?

Listen, when you do...

...I want you to get her to call me
as soon as possible, understand?

Take him to holding.

-Hi, Dembe.
-Nobody's heard from Reven Wright...

...since last night.

I don't like this.

You promised me that Agent Keen
would receive a fair hearing.

Something's wrong.

Excuse me. Hey.
What do you think you're doing?

Oh, Agent Ressler.
Congratulations on your arrest.

-We're moving your prisoner.
-You don't have the authority.

Homeland has actionable intel from
inside Russian borders...

...that a terrorist attack
on U.S. soil is imminent.

Keen is a Russian agent.
We need to question her.

-I'd like to see a copy of that intel.
-Well, I'm afraid you are not cleared.

You know Reven Wright
will never allow this.

By the way, where is Mrs. Wright?
I haven't seen or heard from her all day.

Excuse me.

-I won't give you the codes.
-You don't need to.

The FBI director can be very helpful
during acts of war.

Almost as if we are
all on the same team.

You changed the code?

No.

Find a way into this box.

-Agent Ressler. How's our girl?
-You were right. I can't protect her.

Slow down.
Tell me what's happening.

I can't move Keen
for another two hours.

But the Director's here
with his own transfer order.

It's luck that he hasn't
been able to break into that box.

I've always believed luck to
be a function of intent.

In this case, mine.

When these dark clouds
were gathering...

...I took measures to keep
Agent Keen safe to ride out the storm.

Are you ready to do your part now?

-I won't let him have her.
-I'll take that as a yes.

The best way you can help
is by continuing to guard Elizabeth.

And when the time comes, make sure
Karakurt reaches the FBI safely.

Karakurt. The Russian?
What does he have to do with this?

He's agreed to confess his sins
to the U.S. government...

...including the ones he committed on
behalf of the Cabal to frame Agent Keen.

Cooper and Tom Keen are holding
Karakurt in a cabin near Lake Yvonne.

I can have him in the city
within the hour.

Cooper and Tom?

He tried to tell you, Donald.
You didn't listen.

Apparently, you have a disregard for
Tom Keen that exceeds even my own.

I have to meet someone.

Remember, guard Elizabeth
and keep Karakurt alive.

Donald.

I find him so stiff so much of the time.

He doesn't appreciate life's trimmings.

Take yourself, for example.

It's my understanding he fired you for
helping Elizabeth come to my rescue.

He had every right.
I went behind his back.

I'm willing to take responsibility
for my actions.

Watch out. That's the kind of
spirit that could save America.

Thank you for meeting me, Samar.

What do you want?

We're going to clear Elizabeth's name.

It'll involve a sizable drug haul...

...an FBI heist in the
U.S. treasury department.

But first,
I need to make an appointment.

-An appointment with whom?
-With the foreign minister of Venezuela.

-How long is this gonna take?
-Twenty seconds. We should be there.

Okay. Good.

-I'm gonna have to call you back.
-Where's Reven Wright?

That's what I'm trying to find out.
This is not like her. I'm--

-I'm worried something's happened.
-The Director had something to do with--

You are talking about the director of
the National Clandestine Services--

You threw him out once.
Do it again before it's too late.

If he has intelligence,
I can't just overrule him.

Reven said I could trust you.
And without her here, it's--

I need your help.

-Do you remember Karakurt?
-The Russian assassin.

Harold Cooper's holding him
at a cabin near Lake Yvonne.

He's willing to talk.
It'll clear Keen of all terrorist charges.

-But if the Director gets--
-I've asked sources to confirm the intel.

If we can show that there's no credible
threat, I'll make sure he backs down.

As for Reven Wright...

...last time we talked,
she mentioned an associate.

What was his name? Tommy Markin.

Maybe he has something
to do with her disappearance.

Does that name
mean anything to you?

Tommy Markin.

No. Never heard of him.

-Reven Wright's not coming back.
-How do you know?

Tommy Markin.

He was a guy I told Reven about,
only Reven.

And Hitchin just asked about him.

Laurel Hitchin is in the Cabal.

And I just told her where to find
the only person who can save Keen.

She just told the Director.

Okay, okay.

Glass half full. There's someone
who can save Agent Keen?

Karakurt. Cooper's hiding him
at a cabin near Lake Yvonne.

He's not answering.

I gotta get him to move Karakurt
before the Director's goons get there.

Go. She'll be fine. You know better
than anyone, they can't break in there.

What if they figure out the code?

-They won't.
-How do you know?

I'm the one who changed it.

U.S. marshals are gonna
be here in three hours.

If I'm not back,
you let Keen out for them.

-Only them.
-Okay.

Rafael.

Reddington, what are you doing here?

Rafael.

It's time to meet with your boss.
I need to meet with him today.

I can't. It's not possible.

Oh, this is for you. Happy birthday.

My birthday was in August.

My goodness.

Well, time flies when you're on the run.
Please, let's get out of the open.

There's nothing I can do for you.

The foreign minister,
he's traveling today.

You see that lovely woman there?
The one with the camera?

She's a stringer for UPI.

Dear, dear friend.

Shoots my Christmas card every year.

She has a wonderful eye for
composition and detail.

An intuitive sense of timing to
capture the moment.

A warm embrace between old friends.

The exchange of a gift.

The intimacy of a quiet conversation
in the backseat of a car.

But the curious thing is
pictures never tell the whole story.

The only story here will be your friendly
meeting with an international criminal...

...wanted by the FBI, Interpol.

I wonder how long you'll survive once
that story hits the Venezuelan press?

I'm sorry. I can't help myself.

It's a photo album for
your press clippings.

Rafael.

The meeting with the foreign minister
will happen today.

Is it set?

The foreign minister will be making a
fuel stop at Kirby heliport at 3 p.m. today.

-I'll have 15 minutes with him.
-What's our next move?

Rendezvous will be fruitless unless
we can retrieve a certain care package.

The FBI took it
into custody this morning.

That package is the ticket to
Elizabeth's freedom.

-What's in the package?
-El Dorado.

-The lost city of gold?
-It was never a city.

When Spanish explorers
reached South America...

...they heard stories about
a gold-dusted tribal chief...

...dumping vast piles of treasure
into Lake Guatavita as an offering.

The Spaniards actually drained the lake.
All they found was a handful of trinkets.

So they killed all the natives.

And El Dorado came to represent
the fantasy of boundless wealth.

And that is what's inside the package.

I don't understand.

You will once we steal it from the FBI.

I mean, how many times do
I have to tell you? It wasn't about sex.

If it wasn't about sex, why have sex?

Why not invite him
to join your book club?

Because I hate my book club.

The only reason I joined that book club
is because you were never home.

Doug was just, you know, company.

With a series of
regrettable mistakes along the way.

For God sake, Harold,
would you please answer that phone?

The cabin. Karakurt.
You have to leave now.

What?
How do you know about Karakurt?

The Cabal knows you're stashing
Karakurt in a cabin near Lake Yvonne.

-Look, can they track it down?
-Yes.

My neighbor owns the cabin.
They'll search our phone records.

-Get Karakurt out now.
-I'm not with him. Tom Keen is.

So call him.

I won't get through. That's the
whole point of the cabin. It's remote.

-No cell phone coverage.
-How far away are you?

-Hour. Minimum.
-I'm closer.

Look, just text me the address.
I'm on my way now.

So when they determine the
stress points on the box, then what?

-Not having much luck?
-No, we'll find a way in.

He'll come for you.

Reddington? Yes, I expect he will...

...now that his prima ballerina
is trapped in a jewelry box.

-Did you ever find out?
-Find out what?

His connection to you.
It's always been curious to me.

He follows you around
like a faithful bloodhound.

But you still don't know.

Well, that's too bad.

It's a very unsatisfying way to go out,
don't you think?

How much time do we have?

The FBI in West Virginia
would've taken the package...

...into custody
when they arrested Keen.

But there's no FBI field office
in West Virginia to store evidence.

They would've sent a team from
their Pittsburgh office to collect it.

They should be on the road back to
Pittsburgh. We need to intercept them.

The trick is to purloin the package
without them knowing we've taken it.

For that,
we need more stolen evidence.

You keep a storage locker
in West Virginia?

I keep a storage locker
filled with useful items in most states.

Two or three in the red states.

-Steaks?
-Bistecca alla Fiorentina.

Sourced from a breed of cattle
in southern Tuscany.

The ultimate expression of beef.

With a bowl of fagioli,
a '96, '97 Barolo.

These need another month to cure.

-I never took you for a--
-Drug dealer? Absolutely not.

Well, not really.

I've made a rather healthy investment
in a consortium that supplies...

...medical marijuana to facilities
in Colorado, Oregon...

...Washington, District of Columbia.

But simply in an effort to diversify
into more legitimate businesses.

As for consumption, I admit to a fondness
for any well-appointed opium den.

A bit of hashish goes well
with just about anything.

But stimulants, I have no taste for.

I prefer that slight curve
at the small of the back...

...the swell of a breast, the soft nape
of the neck to quicken my heartbeat.

Nonetheless, after a rather contentious
and messy negotiation in Cartagena...

...this was all that was
left on the table, so I took it.

Cocaine still remains a currency to some
of my clients, especially in England.

The wealthy Brits? They are
cocaine mad over there. Go figure.

Why don't you grab some kilos off the top
and let's go stage a crime scene.

This is fun.

Who had the pleasure?

That would be me.
Head on, 35 miles an hour.

Just like my Uncle Vic
on a Saturday night.

Sorry about the short notice, Morgan.

Chuck. Nice paint job.

Thanks. Careful. It's still wet.

Well, gang's all here. Let's get to work.

My name is Agent Morrison
in the West Virginia office.

Yes, I called this in two hours ago.
I need someone from evidence recovery.

That's right. 30 bags of cocaine,
exit 129A off the I-64.

Can you get them here? I've been
babysitting this all day.

Thank you, guys.

Time to run.

As soon as you get the package,
bring it straight to Kirby heliport.

The plan hinges on that package.

I'll be there.

Hey. You okay?

I've been better.

Okay, you're almost there.

In an hour, Ressler will move you to
a holding cell at the courthouse.

-You'll be safe.
-I'm having trouble breathing.

Just the man I'm looking for.

One of my technicians figured out
why the code box does not work.

Apparently it was changed.

Coincidentally enough,
just prior to our arrival.

-That must be--
-What?

A mistake?

Yes, probably.

But we can't prove it.

Technology being what it is and all.

And you are the tech guy.

Aram, I can't--

I can't breathe.

What's happening to her?

I'm sure I don't know.
Losing oxygen in there?

Well, I'm sorry.
We don't have the door code.

I'll have one of my men
look into it right away.

That would be a tragedy.

She'd better be worth it.

-Who's that?
-The girl.

You know,
the one who annulled your marriage.

I know about you two.

I know you're risking your life for
someone who doesn't want anything--

Hey, don't shoot.

Don't shoot. It's Donald Ressler.

All right, open it.

-What are you doing here?
-Cooper sent me.

-We gotta get him out of here.
-Like hell we do.

The Director knows you have Karakurt.
The Cabal is coming.

No offense, but I'll wait for
Cooper to tell me that. Hey.

Hey. Hey, someone's out there!

The Cabal's not coming.

They're already here.

Okay, breathe slowly and steady.

It doesn't make any sense.

Even if they shut out the air, I should be
able to breathe in here for hours, right?

Nitrogen.

He's pumping nitrogen
in through the vents.

It would-- Oh, my God,
it would strip the oxygen out in minutes.

You wouldn't be able to smell it either.

What, are you guys just gonna watch
this happen? She can't breathe.

-Director said he's working on the problem.
-He is not, and you know that.

Do something. Do something!

Okay, right.
Okay, Agent Keen-- Okay, hang on.

I'm gonna see if I can access
the ventilation system from my terminal.

Okay? It's gonna be okay.
I'll be right back.

How did the Director know
that we had Karakurt?

How about we focus
on the problem at hand?

We gotta put down these targets
so that I can get back to Keen.

-Where is she?
-FBI custody.

-The Cabal is trying to get at her.
-You're just a one-man Justice League.

You'll get us all killed
before this is over.

Get me out of here!

Keen!

Clear!

-You okay?
-I'm not.

Least you could give me a weapon
so I can defend myself.

Not if it's aimed at our backs, no way.

I can't access the air system, but I'm
trying to override it with a Rombertik.

It's gonna take a little bit of time, Liz.

Oh, my God. Liz, I have to let you out.

Please.

Damn it, are you even listening?

I'll go to the press. I don't care!

There are witnesses here.
I will tell the world what you're doing here.

-Fix the air!
-I don't know about this, Peter.

It'll go down as an equipment malfunction.
And there is no one to trace it to.

Yeah? And what if he opens the door?

Well, we return to the original plan.

We take Elizabeth Keen to
an undisclosed location for questioning...

...from which she will try to escape...

...and then we'll be forced to shoot her.

In any case, you are looking at a ghost.

You have any idea
how long I've been standing out here?

Hey, tell it to dispatch.
We're halfway to Pittsburgh...

-...before we got the call to come back.
-Okay, let's just load up.

-We can't let you handle the evidence.
-Check your watch.

I've been out in the sun on my feet all day
without a bite to eat since 6 a.m.

We offered her a doughnut.

Hey, I've been meaning to ask one
of you federal boys...

...what does it take to be a G-man?

See, I got this lazy eye.

It's got a mind of its own.
Suppose that would be an issue?

No offense,
but we're short on time ourselves today.

Here.

-Are we good?
-What?

Hey, I need your assurance nothing
in that van will go missing. Are we good?

Yeah. Relax. It's as safe as can be.

Up, up, go.

Get a little closer.

I got the left.

This isn't gonna be pretty.

I'm the one who tipped off the Cabal
about this hunting cabin.

Are you kidding me?
Why would you do that?

Trusted the wrong person.

Let me guess, you were just doing
what you thought was right.

Even if you were dead wrong.

My father was a cop. He died
because he wouldn't go on the take.

Was set up by his own partner,
Tommy Markin.

You know, I spent all these years wanting
to believe that he died for the right thing.

I'm not so sure now.

Principles are a bitch, man.
I avoid them at all cost.

I just hope your old man
taught you how to shoot.

Hang on, Liz. Come on, you have to.
Come on, a little longer.

Come on. Liz?

I'm afraid we're out of options.

Can't seem to figure out what's wrong
with this air system.

Liz.

Liz?

Liz, wake up. Liz!

-Navabi.
-What's that, son?

The pass code, it is "Navabi."

It's "Navabi."
Open the door. N-A-V-A-B-I.

Open the door. Open the door! Do it!
Open the door. Come on.

Come on. Open it!

Come on.
Okay, come on, Liz. Come on, Liz.

Yeah, yeah. You're okay. You're okay.

Liz, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Mr. Foreign Minister, thank you
for altering your itinerary to meet me.

And how isEl Presidente?

He has irritable bowels,
but what can you expect.

We just borrowed another five billion
from China.

So, what is this about, Reddington?
I was told a matter of national interest.

Indeed. I believe I can help
your president's stomach condition.

Oh, you're gonna erase
my country's debt?

No, but I can give you some
walking-around money. Please.

Gentlemen!

We can preserve
the quiet tranquility of these woods...

...if you just send Karakurt out now.

You have 30 seconds
before we begin shooting.

-There's no way we're sending him out.
-Agreed.

Then how about giving me a weapon?
It's not like I can run.

Come on, give him a gun.

Fifteen seconds!

-The Cabal, the ones coming for Liz--
-They're not gonna get her.

Let's just get it over with.

Check for survivors.

I'll just take that.

Let's get out of here.

-I won't let you take her.
-Aram, put the gun down.

They'll shoot you
without thinking twice.

-I don't care.
-I do.

-You've done enough.
-No, I didn't.

I opened the door.

Agent Mojtabai, stand down.

Aram. Aram, look at me.

Look at me.

I don't blame you for letting me out.

I don't.

Now please put the gun down.

Let's go.

Excuse me. Where exactly do you think
you're taking this young lady?

Mrs. Panabaker, right on time.

I believe punctuality is a virtue,
as is following orders.

My orders are to make sure
Elizabeth Keen is transported safely...

...to the E. Barrett Prettyman
courthouse.

And I have actionable intel
that requires us...

-...to move Agent Keen to Fort McNair.
-I am aware of the intel, so is DNI...

...who has reviewed it and upheld
the original agreement.

As national security advisor,
this is my call to make.

Not according to this.

Don't take my word for it.

Get the director of national intelligence
on the line.

Well, then I guess I'll call him myself.

Why would Venezuela ever agree
to such a ridiculous proposal?

To stick it to the United States.

They've been trying
to topple your regime for years.

If we do as you suggest, the United States
would just impose more sanctions.

Our shelves are already bare.

This would hurt my people and
my economy for generations to come.

This meeting is over.

Diaz, I told you I could put money back
in Venezuela's central bank.

And I've told you, you couldn't
possibly give us enough money...

...to make what you're asking
worth the risk.

Do you know the story of El Dorado?

Thank you, my dear.

Those are chromium-plated
master-printing plates for the $100 bill...

...created using the U.S. Treasury
Department's own software upgrades...

...plate design, encoding techniques--

Where did you get these?

Well....

There was this plane
that fell out of the sky...

...a group of anti-capitalists.
Terrorists in funny masks.

But I digress.

The point is I'm givingel jefe
the ability to print...

...as much money as he'd like to print.

You son of a gun.

I've been called worse.

Found a ride.

Put your weapons on the ground,
or I'll kill him.

He'll kill me anyway, just drop him.

Just drop the son of a bitch.

Come on, man, you're FBI.
You never put your weapon down.

Just second he shoots me, drop him.

Drop him!

It's all right, you win. Okay?

-Did you even go to the academy?
-You should've listened to your friend.

I figured you two could use
some backup.

Good morning.

Agent Ressler, listen to me.
Put the gun down.

-You should leave.
-Stop.

You know the damage you
and your organization have done...

-...to this country, to my friends?
-I don't care about your friends...

...and I hate this country.
"Hate" is a strong word.

I like the part where I make bail,
catch the plane to France.

You won't live to see the inside
of a courtroom.

Sure, I am. And not just any courtroom,
but a courtroom of my choosing...

...with the judge of my choosing.

-God bless America.
-Agent Ressler.

-You're not going to do this.
-You deserve to die.

-Put down the gun.
-I know he does, but not by your hand.

-When did you grow a conscience?
-Since hanging with you.

I'm not happy about it either.

He's right. We bring him in, he walks.
He doesn't pay for any of this.

Your dad,
you wanna know if he died for nothing?

Whether he did or didn't depends
on whether you pull that trigger.

Matias Solomon, you're under arrest for
the attempted murder of a federal agent...

...for the attempted murder
of a material witness...

...in a federal investigation, treason...

...espionage, conspiracy to--
You know what?

Why don't I get you a penal code.

It would be easier to figure out
what you haven't done.

Yes, sir.

I understand.

-I stand corrected.
-I have never seen two people...

...so disappointed
that the country isn't under attack.

Yeah, well, I'm not convinced.

So let's get Agent Keen transferred,
shall we? My men are on site.

And they will stay on site.

I consulted with Reven Wright
before I drafted the order.

Keen isn't going anywhere without
one Agent Donald Ressler present...

-...to oversee her transfer.
-Agent Ressler isn't here.

Sorry I'm late. Bring him to holding.

Elizabeth Keen,
I'm here to escort you downtown...

...where you'll be held safely
pending your arraignment.

It's about time.

I know what you did.
I know you killed Reven Wright.

This isn't over. And you,
I want you gone when I get back.

Thank you.

I need to come around here
more often.

I'm free to go?

Agent Ressler's orders.

She still alive?

For what it's worth,
I believe you were framed.

Come closer, Aram.

There's nobody down there.

Not at the moment.

So then...

...why did you ask me to meet you
at an empty grave?

There are...

...foundational elements in our lives.

People...

...that form the brick and mortar
of who we are.

People that are so deeply imbedded
that we take their existence for granted...

...until, suddenly, they're not there.

And we...

...collapse into rubble.

I've stood over the open grave
of someone I've loved...

...too often.

Once for my mother,
and then the others.

I needed to recall this feeling
because...

...I'd be staring at another body right now
if not for you, Aram.

It wasn't weakness that prevented you
from watching your friend die today.

It was hope, and thank heavens
you were in a hopeful mood.

You saved Elizabeth.

I'm forever in your debt.

Now gather your team.

It's time to take down the Cabal.