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Oh, my God.

Don't do that.

What?

This?

No, that's-- That's-- That's fine.

Wait, how'd you get in?

You left the front door unlocked, silly.

I did?

I swear I locked it.

-Wait, I know I locked it.
-Really?

-You're-- You're so paranoid.
-Hold on. Just-- I'll be right back.

Aram?

Aram?

Aram, you okay?

Oh, my God.

Be still.

Don't make a sound.

What happened? Where's Aram?

We're still piecing it together.

We got a 911 call.

Neighbors reported a pounding
on the walls.

-Pounding?
-We found her bound...

...and gagged in the closet.

Found who?

What have you done with him?

-Is she nuts?
-Easy.

She's not a suspect here,
she's a victim.

One of the victims.
They were together.

Here.

Tell me everything you dug up
on Dembe since he vanished.

-Why? What's happened?
-His movements, actions, intent.

You've been hunting Dembe
for over a month.

I wanna know everything you've found,
because now Agent Mojtabai's in danger.

From what I can tell,
you're no closer to finding Dembe.

-Aram?
-He was abducted by Dembe last night.

-Can you describe what happened?
-Not really, I was in the shower.

You were in the shower
when Dembe came to the apartment?

I think so.

-Where was Aram?
-In the shower with me.

Thought he had left
the front door unlocked.

He went to check
and that's when it happened.

Dembe has taken a calculated risk
abducting Agent Mojtabai.

He wouldn't have done that
to harm him...

...but to use him.

For the time being,
Aram is perfectly safe.

You'll forgive me if I don't take comfort in
any of your assurances about Dembe.

A man you've so profoundly misjudged.

Are you closer to finding him or not?

I am now.

Aram's abduction presents...

...a rare opportunity.

How so?

Few can truly comprehend the fierce
tenacity of a man like Dembe Zuma.

I taught Dembe everything I knew...

...regarding the tactics of evasion
and survival.

And now, despite dedicating every
resource at my disposal to finding him...

...he's completely eluded detection.

Dembe's timing is impeccable.

And his most deadly attribute...

...his patience.

Which is why
Aram's abduction presents two trails.

And clearly,
two very motivated parties to follow them.

You focus on locating Aram...

...and leave me free to find Dembe.

With any luck,
we'll meet where the paths converge.

No chance. I've let you play it your way,
and Aram paid the price.

Agent Keen goes with you,
and she reports to me.

It's a key hunter.

Aram has one like it.

-What's it do?
-Attach it to things you don't wanna lose.

You know, car keys, laptops, pets.

-GPS?
-It uses cell phones as a location array.

Once you activate it,
it transmits a signal that is relayed...

...by any live cellular device
in its proximity.

Aram's keys weren't at his apartment.

Which means
he probably has them with him.

And if he does, we've got a shot.

I can activate that
using Aram's workstation here.

Where are we going?

To find the Sanctum Corporation.

A refuge.
An enterprise that specializes in...

...relocating criminals
who are on the verge of being arrested...

...or being dispatched by an adversary.

An underground railroad
for miscreants.

Do you think that's how
Dembe disappeared?

He hired them?

Not for himself.

Last year, Matias Solomon used Dembe's
family as leverage against him...

...to get to me.

Afterward, I told him
to hide his daughter and granddaughter.

You couldn't hide them?

I wanted Dembe to pick a vendor
I knew nothing about.

To keep his family
as far from my world as possible.

He did as I instructed.
So well, in fact...

...I haven't been able to identify
the vendor he contracted.

Sanctum is the last on my list.

Where is this Sanctum Corporation?

I have no idea.

But I've tracked down
someone who's used them.

Richard Fickman.

A fence
known for moving uncut diamonds...

...disappeared after botching a shipment
for a Yakuza Oyabun.

We share a podiatrist.

Chatty fellow. Apparently, Sanctum set
him up selling discount men's suits.

Looks like whoever he was hiding from
finally caught up with him.

I don't believe in coincidence.

Someone wants to obstruct my path.

Baz, phone.

Glen.

I need an appointment.

Today.

Fickman's dead. It's done.

Then we're done.

-Dembe, please. Please don't--
-Move.

Okay.

What is this?

Raymond's. He has lockers like this
all around the globe.

You want me to hack it
so you can steal from Mr. Reddington.

No.

I'm not gonna do that.

I did not bring you here
to steal from Raymond.

I brought you here to find out
who already did.

You're trying to help him?

Then why not just tell him?

He-- He thinks you poisoned him.

Yes.

I handed him the drink that
nearly killed him, but I did not poison it.

So tell him.

Not without proof.

That's why you're here.

You think whoever accessed this locker
is the person who tried to kill him?

Yes.

Okay, fine.

Okay-- Okay, these scanners
usually use a syslog-d.

That's a program
that stores a list of previous users.

I'll try to access that log...

...but I really don't think...

...we should be doing this
behind Mr. Reddington's back.

Do you really need to still
point that at me? I'm-- I'm gonna help.

-Absolutely not.
-We collared her for hacking our system.

-You wanna let her in again?
-She won't hack our system.

She wants to hack Aram's password
to activate the key hunter.

I can't believe I'm the one saying this,
but she is on our side.

And right now, she is the only chance
we have at finding him.

Agent Navabi.

Sit on her and don't blink.
You understand?

Come on, Aram.
Password only has 44 bits of entropy.

Too easy.

-Got it.
-You found him?

Not until someone
with a live cell or tablet...

...happens to come into range
of the key hunter.

-What can we do in the meantime?
-We could be mature.

And talk about the fact that
we're both into the same guy.

Or, you know,
we could just stew in silence about it.

So Dembe finally went off
the deep end, huh?

Can't say I'm surprised,
what with the whole package.

You know, strong, silent type,
all stoic with the eyes...

...and the phony African accent.

I, for one, never bought it.

Good riddance, you ask me.

Besides,
I didn't wanna say anything before...

...but a big, black fellow
waiting on you hand and foot?

Very Edgar Rice Burroughs.

I'm in no mood, Glen.

Did you access the footage I asked for?

Yeah, I rolled back
the DOT camera you called about.

Those cameras are live feeds,
you can't rewind them.

Maybe you can't rewind them, toots...

...but I've got a team of Hindus running
a server farm in Adams Morgan...

...recording every second
of every traffic cam in this burg.

You'd be surprised
how often that comes in handy.

Only one other car was at that
warehouse before you guys showed up.

Registered to Chuck Shaw.

Info's all there.

-Good afternoon, Chuck.
-Yo.

Who the hell are you?

Someone with a schedule
that leaves demonstrably less time...

...to hit the gym.
Let's see if it's been worth it.

What do you want?

Richard Fickman.

-He's dead.
-That's unfortunate.

Who put you up to it?

It wasn't my idea.

Was it the Sanctum Corporation?

What is Sanctum?

How did you find him?

Over there. The folder.

It's a full dossier on Fickman.
His movements, past addresses.

Who hired you to kill him?

We made a deal.

-Who?
-Doctor...

...Sofia Gallup.

Please, go on.

I was locked up.

She was my therapist.

She got me paroled.

Dr. Gallup said all I had to do
was kill a guy she wanted dead.

She gave me that folder
when I was leaving Otisville.

She must've given you a way to
contact her to confirm the job was done.

A burner.

I destroyed it.

-We're done here.
-Wait a minute, he's a murderer.

We don't have time for this.
Baz.

Yeah, this is Agent Elizabeth Keen.
I got a case for D.C.P.D.

I'm gonna give you an address.

I did it, okay?

Here's the data you wanted, but....

-Who was it?
-I don't know.

This scanner
uses proprietary encryption.

It would take me days to crack this...

...and figure out
who accessed the-- This locker.

I'm so sorry.

You can go.

I can go? Just like that?

Please forgive me.

Well...

...there might be one way
to get past the proprietary encryption.

Are you really trying to help
Mr. Reddington?

I have three people in my life...

...my daughter, my granddaughter
and Raymond.

I have an idea.

Thank you.

Bureau of Prisons confirmed
Dr. Sofia Gallup consults for them.

She covers the entire northeast.

No home office is listed, and
her license is registered at a P.O. Box.

How about the last parolee
for whom the doctor testified?

A felon named Dennis Cauley.

And he was released?

To an address in Richmond.

This looks like a dossier
on Dr. Gallup's next victim.

Alex Sato.

Except his name isn't Alex Sato.

It's Daniel Nakamoto,
master forger of antiquities.

Thirteen years ago,
he was paid a pile of money...

...for a cuneiform tablet by the boss
of the Sacriponti crime family.

Daniel claimed the tablet
was part of the Sippar Library.

What Daniel didn't know, and what
Mr. Sacriponti was rather upset to learn...

...was that two weeks earlier, looters had
broken into Iraq's Museum of Antiquities...

...and destroyed the entire collection.

Daniel Nakamoto
disappeared shortly after.

So the Sanctum Corporation
helped him vanish.

And now they want him dead.

-Why?
-I don't know.

But if Sanctum helped him disappear,
only they can make him reappear.

Dr. Gallup?
How is she connected?

I have no idea.

But she certainly understands
the dynamics of leverage.

She gives these prisoners freedom
in exchange for murder.

I'm sure many of them would feel
it's a small price to pay.

This guy's been tracking Nakamoto,
tracing his movements.

Circling his prey.

Looks like Nakamoto
is at the Gabor Museum every afternoon.

Afternoon, Daniel.

I think you've mistaken me
for someone else.

Oh, I assure you I have not.

In fact,
I'm something of a fan of your work.

I saw
a Xuande Ming urn you fabricated...

...fetch quite a price
at the King family's final auction.

It was near perfect.

Raymond Reddington?

Now that we're speaking plainly,
I'm afraid your cover has been blown.

I suppose
that's fairly obvious at this point...

...but nonetheless, I'm here to tell you...

...that an assassin is coming to kill you.

No sign of Cauley.

Why would he pick a crowded place?

It's like a prison yard.

Sanctum Corporation
has given you up.

But I'm willing to help you
vanish again...

-...in exchange for--
-You're lying.

There's no way
Sanctum could betray me.

Impossible.

Baz, got eyes on him.

Bald, brown leather jacket.

Baz, tell me you see him.
He's getting close.

I'm warning you, Daniel.

-Your life is in grave danger.
-If you're right...

...and the
Sanctum Corporation's failed me...

...then no one can keep me safe.

Not even you.

FBI.

Hands on your head.

What do you wanna know?

Everything you can tell me
about the Sanctum Corporation.

It was run by Tony and Maria Lopez.

They owned a honey company in Ohio.

They used bee colonies
around the world...

...as safe houses and way stations.

But when I said it wasn't possible
for them to give me up, I meant it.

The Lopezes died months ago.

Thank you, Daniel.

I suggest you return home
and pack your things. I'll be in touch.

Glen.

I need information
on a deceased couple.

Tony and Maria Lopez of Ohio.

They were apiarists.

What? "Apaparies"?

Apiarists.

Bees.

When I first met Aram,
oh, he was so uptight.

I mean, with the strict Muslim upbringing
with a healthy dose of Jewish guilt.

He hadn't had a sip of alcohol
until he was postgrad at MIT.

He really needed to cut loose.

And you helped him.

You say that like I'm
some sort of enabler or something.

Yeah, okay, fine.
I enable him to have fun.

I enable him to blow off steam.

I enable him to laugh.

Do you have a problem with that?

I do if it interferes
with the work that he does here.

Right.

What's that supposed to mean?

You know
exactly what that's supposed to mean.

You're upset...

...because I know Aram...

...and you don't.

Got him.

RBM Digital Security bureau data site.

Agents Mojtabai and Zuma.
FBI.

We got a warrant to run a device
through your proprietary decryption.

We don't allow access to
this facility for outside requests.

Yeah, we're on a time crunch.
It's a matter of national security.

The warrant?

Zuma, give the man the warrant.

Don't tell me
you didn't grab it off the desk.

Oh, Zuma. You're killing me.

-I am sorry.
-You're sorry?

He's sorry. Sorry, "sir."

-Sorry, sir.
-That's right.

That's right, okay.

Can we sit and call this in?

Court should be able to
messenger a new one ASAP.

Oh, this is-- This is great.

An agent will have a warrant here in--
In no time.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

All right, okay.
That bought us maybe like 15 minutes.

If I'm lucky,
I can find the encryption key...

...before he gets back.

Thank you, Aram.

Well, it's for Mr. Reddington.

Right?

Right, okay. All right, here we go.

You gotta be kidding me.

You're the one in such a damn rush.
Get in.

This lacks
even a modicum of discretion.

We can speak freely. Senora
Vazquez doesn't know a lick of English.

Turn right at the light up ahead.

What did you find?

The Lopezes ran Sanctum for decades.

But nine months ago,
they got burnt to a crisp.

Fire started in the middle of the night.
Police report says arson. No suspects.

It's a car, sweet-cheeks.
Not a rollercoaster.

They had a daughter named Vanessa.

Apple fell far from the tree.

She was on the up and up.
A therapist.

A therapist? Like Dr. Gallup.

Gallup and Lopez
could be one and the same.

I don't know no Gallup,
Vanessa was there during the fire.

Got burnt pretty bad but survived.

Says here all the Lopez family
bee farms were foreclosed by the bank.

All but the one that burned down.

It's still owned by Vanessa Lopez.

Then that's where we're headed.

Please, stop at the corner.

Good luck on your exam.

Okay, about 10 seconds.

Samar and Ressler are here.

-Hurry.
-Okay, come on. Downloading.

All right, here we are.

Kathryn Nemec.

Who is-- Who is Kathryn Nemec?

What? Is this bad? This seems bad.

I cannot go back yet.

I need proof.

There's one last thing I must do.

Okay, go. You better go.

Do what you gotta do
to help Mr. Reddington, but do it fast.

Locking down.

Aram, open the door.

I'm sorry, I can't.

Can't or won't?

Dembe, stop.

Okay, gotta open that door. Yes, okay.

Closing now.

Dembe, don't make me shoot you.

I didn't do anything.

Then come in. Prove it.

That's my plan.

But I need the proof.

Dembe.

No, no, Ressler, no.

Fascinating.

I hope you don't mind me
diving right in.

I've been looking for you for
quite a while and time is of the essence.

What were you thinking?

-He needed my help.
-You didn't have to help him escape.

-We could've helped.
-We're on the Reddington task force...

...and the one person
Dembe can't get near right now...

-...is Mr. Reddington.
-I don't think he'd hurt Dembe.

He might if he felt Dembe betrayed him.
He didn't...

...but everything points towards that,
so....

No telling what Reddington
might do.

-You find anything to exonerate Dembe?
-Honestly, I don't know.

We found a name: Kathryn Nemec.

Run her down
and find out what you can.

And Aram,
you better be right about Dembe...

...because whatever happens next
is on you.

Hey. Are you okay? Are you hurt?

No, you?

No.

I can't leave right now.
Can we talk later?

Of course.

Come on, I'll walk you out.

It's hypnotic.

It was only a matter of time before
one of you figured it out and showed up.

-You knew I'd get to you eventually.
-I'm not one of your parents' clients.

But we know
what you're doing to them.

Richard Fickman, Daniel Nakamoto.

We know you made deals with
some of your prison therapy patients.

We just don't know why.

When I was a child...

...this place was the backbone
of our honey business.

My father knew a guy
that needed a hideout and he helped.

And then another one showed up.

And another one.

Soon my parents made more
from their Sanctum Corporation...

...than they did from the bees.

The fortune
my parents made hiding criminals...

...was in a Vulcan safe
in our basement.

The only people who knew
were the criminals passing through.

Someone came back
and tried to steal the money.

But while cutting through the lock with an
acetylene torch, they set the house on fire.

I was the only one that survived.

Apitherapy's the only thing
I found effective in fighting the infection.

Pheromones from the queen
attract the swam.

And their stings and enzymes...

...heal the scars.

You have no idea which client did this,
so you're killing them all.

If their file is in my parents' ledger,
they deserve punishment for something.

There's an entry in that ledger
I need to see.

For your sake,
I hope it's not crossed off.

-Kathryn Nemec is missing?
-She disappeared in 1991.

Just dropped off the grid.

Lived at a few addresses
in the Midwest in her 30s.

Worked at an exclusive
domestic staffing agency...

...but then one day, she's just gone.

And there is no more record.

You say this Nemec, she's the one
who's attacking Reddington?

-Dembe seemed to think so.
-She's been missing for 25 years.

I cannot explain it, but had you seen
Dembe's face when he saw her name....

It was like he'd seen a ghost.

Cooper's sending a team
to pick up Dr. Gallup.

He says Aram is safe.

Aram insists Dembe is innocent.

I need to be the judge of that.

He's not the one hurting you.

He was using Aram to find that person.

People run when they are scared
and when they're guilty.

You can afford to hope for the best,
but to survive in my world...

...I assume the worst.

Mr. Reddington.

How did you find me?

Hello, Isabella.

I'm sorry, please come in.

Please, sit.

Mommy?

I need to speak with your father, Isabella.

Speak with him? What do you mean?
Where is he?

-I don't know.
-Is he safe?

We don't know.

But something's happened.

I hope not...

...but I won't know until I find him

Does he want you to find him?

He does not.

But I have to.

And I must insist on your help to do so.

Sometimes he sends me packages.

Prepaid cell phones
with one number saved.

For emergencies.

When my father told me
he moved us here to protect us...

...I never dreamed he meant
to keep us safe from you.

He didn't.

-Are you okay, Isabella?
-Yes, she's okay.

-What are you doing there, Raymond?
-Trying to find you.

Isabella and Elle.

They're perfectly safe.

What are you doing, Dembe?

Because everything you seem
to be doing is making you look guilty.

We're both guilty, Raymond.

I came here to see for myself.
She's not here.

Who-- Who's not?
What are you saying?

Dembe?

Dembe?

Dembe?

I know who you are.

You and that fella in the hat
brought Kate out here.

Two men against an unarmed woman.

That was cowardly.

And you still couldn't get the job done.

You didn't know she survived, did you?

Old Kate flat out refused to die.

She warned me about you, the muscle.

Said the man in the hat never
goes anywhere without you by his side.

Kate told me you'd be back.

And I've been waiting.

I'm gonna kill you both
for what you did to her.

Now...

...where is your slick-suited friend?

What?

-Agent Mojtabai.
-What did you and Dembe find, Aram?

Mr. Reddington.

I spoke to him.
He began to tell me something...

...but he was attacked.

Attacked?

-What's going on?
-I don't know.

The person
he thinks is coming for me...

...it may be a woman.

-Is Dembe gonna be okay?
-He released you. Why?

Did you discover something?

We found a name: Kathryn Nemec.

Say-- Say that again.

Kathryn Nemec.

But she's been missing since 1991.

What? Please, tell me. Is he okay?

Reddington, what's going on?

What's happened to Dembe?

I'll find him.

I'll find him.

It's me.

Hate to leave this on your machine...

...but there's something
you ought to know.

A man's greatest enemy
is the dark forces pent up within himself.

But not for me.

My dark forces had a name.

The person I entrusted
with the most heinous offenses of my life.

Every...

...trespass I committed...

...expunged.

Cleansed as if it had never happened.

My confessor...

...who doth now condemn me.

What are you talking about?

Kathryn Nemec.

And who is Kathryn Nemec?

A name that came to represent
my darkest hours.

My friend.

Mr. Kaplan.

Mr. Kaplan?

She's alive?

When I pulled the trigger,
I-- I left without checking.

I would never have been so careless...

...if there wasn't a part of me that
wished I hadn't done what I had just...

...done.

It's been her all along.

Retribution for what I did to her.

Can the score be even now?

Can this be over?

All I know is I need to find Dembe.

Dembe.

She's alive. Kate is alive.

I'm sorry, Dembe.

-Who did this to you?
-A man.

He found Kate.
He's injured in his left knee.

Where did you last see him?

West of here.

You need a doctor. Keep that tight.

Okay, here we go.

-You're not going after him.
-I am.

He'll lead me to Kate.

Get Dembe to a hospital, please.

We should double-back,
find another path. This is all too exposed.

You must know my friend Kate.

Should've told you about Janet.

It doesn't matter.

It does to me.

I'm sorry that....

Hey.

Can I say what I admire about you?

-I would rather you didn't.
-Your intensity.

The way you talk and think.

-The way you do the job.
-Stop.

I don't just admire it,
I'm also terrified by it.

And about what it would do to me
if we got too close.

How's this for terrifying?

I couldn't care less what you admire.

I can appreciate
the kindness you showed...

...to an injured woman in need.

It's commendable.

As is your loyalty to her.

Even under the threat of death.

But you do need to call her.

She was right about you.

Said you were very dangerous...

...and absolutely relentless.

Could've used a few like you
in Quang Tri.

Back then we used to say: If you're
gonna take a shot at old Victor Charlie...

...you better hit him.

Because if you don't, Victor, his brother
and three cousins shoot back.

Kate's also very dangerous.

And absolutely relentless.

Guess she learned that from you.

If I'd been in your shoes,
I'd made damn sure I didn't miss.

Yes, that was a mistake
I won't make again.

Call her.

Seems to me
I'm not gonna survive this either way.

This may seem ironic,
considering the circumstances...

...but I abhor violence.

I only resort to it
at times of extreme necessity.

So believe me when I say
this is both extreme and necessary.

Call her.

She said you'd do this.

She said I'd do what exactly?

Underestimate her.

Baz.

It's me.
Hate to leave this on your machine...

...but there's something
you ought to know.

Your friends, black fella
and the man in the hat, Reddington...

...they're here.

You said they'd kill me to get to you.

If this is the last time
you hear my voice...

...know that I didn't give you up.

And I didn't go down without a fight.

You told me
if he ever figured out you're still alive...

...he'd come at you full-bore.

Well, lock and load, Katie.

Your war has come.