All language subtitles for The Blacklist S01E11 The Good Samaritan.1080p.Bluray.x264-ROVERS

(CHILDREN LAUGHING
AND YELLING)

So Dad's gonna pick you up after
the party and take you to hockey.

He's got your equipment
in the car, so...

Michael. Michael. Are you listening?

Yes. Hockey.
Dad has the equipment.

Two slices of pizza.
That's the limit.

Okay. Can I go?
Yes.

Okay.

Heh, heh. Lord of the Flies.

Punch?
Excuse me?

Would you like some punch?
Strawberry, I think.

James. I'm Baxter's uncle.
Oh.

Heh, heh. Sorry. Karen.

(CHUCKLES)

Crazy, right? All that energy.

They're like puppies.
With laundry.

Ha, ha, right.

Would you like a slice of cake?

Uh, I'm actually late to pick up
my other puppy from piano. So...

But thank you for the punch, though.
Sure.

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

Karen.

Karen.

Can you hear me?

Where am I?

What happened?
You were drugged.

Phenobarbital.

What are you feeling, Karen?
Can you tell me?

My head hurts.

How did I get here?
Am I gonna be okay?

No, Karen,
you're not going to be okay at all.

(GROANS)

(♪♪♪)

Who are you?

Where am I?

Wait, what's happening to me?
Where am I?

Quite a chart here, Karen.

Quite a chart indeed.
Where am I?

We are going to start
by collapsing your left lung.

No.

Now, there's going to be a sharp pain
followed by an involuntary cough,

causing a shortness of breath.
Please. Please. I don't even know...

Once the lung fills with blood,
No.

We're gonna move along
to the collarbone,

more specifically,
the medial end of the left clavicle.

It will cause severe pain.

No.

Well, let's get started.
No.

(SCREAMS THEN COUGHING)

WOMAN: (OVER PHONE)
911, what's your emergency?

I've done it again.

Sir?

(♪♪♪)

Sir? Hello? Is anyone there?

(♪♪♪)

Hey.

You know, there was a surveillance van
parked outside all night.

Everyone at the Post Office
is under surveillance

until they identify the leak.
It sounds like they're here to protect us.

They are.

So I applied for a job in Lincoln.

Before you throw that coffee cup
at me, just hear me out, okay?

There are great schools.
There's low crime.

There's an FBI field office.

I just wanna be a normal,
boring couple.

No hidden cameras. No fake passports.
No surveillance vans outside.

So do I, but not in Nebraska.

Well, they asked me
to fly out for an interview.

Hang on. You're leaving?

Well, the interview's tomorrow.
So I'm flying out this afternoon.

We need to talk about us, but...

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Oh, my God.

TOM:
What is it?

You're positive it's him?

Same surgical precision,
same call to 911. This is the guy.

Mobile Psych can handle it.

I rode lead on this.
They're requesting I liaison.

Our job right now
is finding Raymond Reddington.

This case is important to me.
It's personal.

If it's personal to me,
it's personal to Reddington.

He may reach out. Try to help.
Make this his case.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

OPR is ready.

WOMAN: In the last three weeks,
have you had contact with Reddington?

No.

Tell me this, Agent Keen,

is your husband cleared to know
the location of this black site?

No.
And yet you brought him here.

As part of an investigation.

What investigation?
You can look into that.

All the information is here.
Are you refusing to answer?

Yes.
What happened with Reddington?

He saved my life
and then threatened to kill me.

What he said is none of your business.

According to the report
from your therapist,

you feel guilty about what happened.
Of course I do. I shot a man.

I thought what I said in therapy
was confidential?

You shot a terrorist.
Why would you feel guilty about that?

Because he's human.

I'll ask again.

MEERA:
Let's just assume I'm your mole.

Do you believe our chitchat here
is gonna get you anywhere?

You're suggesting...

Controlled fear. Hypothermia.
Sleep deprivation.

Does "advanced interrogation"
not mean anything to you?

Where were you
when the site was taken?

I was on my way here. I was late.

WOMAN:
That was convenient.

She's a suspect, Harold.
They all are.

Yes. And we're
turning their lives inside out.

Every bank loan, ATM withdrawal...
Putting Keen on the street is a mistake.

She's our best shot
at drawing him out.

ODNI wants to know
how a U.S. black site

less than five miles from Capitol Hill
was compromised.

We have problems, Harold.

You can't account for victims.

Security cameras knocked out...
You lost a body.

How is that even possible?
We don't know.

We think Reddington
had something to do with it.

Tell me, our guy.
What do you got on the victims?

Seven so far.
All different ages, incomes.

He always acted unpredictably.
We could never figure out his trigger,

only he's trying to make a statement.
What kind of a statement?

He never kills his victims.

He always calls 911, allows first
responders a chance to save their lives.

That's why the papers call him
The Good Samaritan.

What's happened?

Are you sure it's my wife?

That's what we need you
to confirm for us, sir.

I'm sorry.

What's your boy's name?
MR. BRODINE: It's Michael.

Why don't you take
Mr. Brodine inside here

and I'll hang out with Michael,
if that's okay with you.

Yeah.

(DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES)

(GRUNTS)

How are you doing?
My name's Don.

My dad in trouble?
I don't know.

He steal a car?
No.

Did he rob a bank?
He's a bookie.

What happened to your leg?
Oh, I tripped playing soccer.

I broke my collarbone.

Oof. Bet that hurt.

When's my dad coming back?

(♪♪♪)

(SOBBING)

Arrange transport of her ashes
personally. I want it done properly.

(♪♪♪)

♪ And I heard, as it were
The noise of thunder ♪

♪ One of the four beasts saying
"Come and see" ♪

♪ And I saw
And behold, a white horse ♪

♪ There's a man going 'round
Taking names ♪

♪ And he decides who to free
And who to blame ♪

♪ And everybody won't be treated
All the same ♪

♪ There'll be a golden ladder
Reaching down ♪

♪ When the man comes around ♪

What the hell are you looking at?
Oh, God.

I want you to tell me about your friend.
The man with the apple.

I don't know him.
We never met before the job.

I swear. I didn't even know his name.
How did you communicate?

Burner phones. Everything was
anonymous. Nobody knew anybody.

We all had jobs.

♪ Hear the pipers ♪

♪ One hundred million angels singing ♪

RAYMOND:
Tell me about these jobs.

I've never worked
with any of these people before.

I was told to be on standby
for a 48-hour window.

They said I had under four minutes
to pull a chip from your neck.

Who told you you had four minutes?
The people who paid me.

How were you paid?
Cash. At a drop.

Where?

It was always a different place,
different locations.

They picked me up in an ambulance.
I didn't even know where we were going.

♪ Against the pricks ♪

♪ Till Armageddon
No shalam, no shalom ♪

So you had no knowledge
of either the location nor target?

No. I was surprised it was you.

I was just hired to supply the injections
and monitor your vital signs.

RAYMOND: How were you paid?
In cash, at the site.

What denomination were the bills?
He paid in fives and tens.

Nothing larger than a 20.

I've told you everything, I promise.
RAYMOND: I know you have.

You have such a pretty face.

And a paramedic.

What a shame.

♪Listen to the words
Long written down ♪

♪ When the man comes around ♪

♪ And I heard a voice in the midst
Of the four beasts ♪

♪ And I looked and behold
A pale horse ♪

♪ And his name, that sat on him
Was Death ♪

♪ And hell followed with him ♪ ♪

(CELL PHONE BUZZES)

Hello?
Lizzy.

Where are you?
I read about that poor woman

they found in Albany.

Sounded awfully familiar.

The Good Samaritan.

Are you back on the case?
They're going to find you.

This one's important to you, isn't he?

Why? What on Earth happened?

I only ask on the chance
that I may be able to help.

(♪♪♪)

One of the earliest victims,
she died in my arms.

There was nothing I could do
to stop it.

You missed something, didn't you?

Serial killers escalate.
This one doesn't.

The victims and methods vary.
I could never see the pattern.

The profile. Still can't.

Well, I don't know about
serial killers,

but I do know about torture
and there is no one-size-fits-all.

If you really wanna hurt someone
you need to tailor your attack

specifically to that person.

Perhaps the killer's methods,
the injuries he inflicts,

tell you less about him
and more about his victims.

I gotta go.
Wait.

(KEYPAD BEEPS)

(♪♪♪)

(DIALING ON PHONE)

(LINE RINGS)

I think I've got something.

You've spoken with Reddington.
Yes.

When? Did you tell Cooper?
Not yet. We talked about the case.

We're all under suspicion here.
He called and you didn't report it?

I will, but something
he said about the case,

we've been focused on the killer,
we should be focused on the victims.

The most recent victim's son,
Michael, broke his collarbone.

He told me at the morgue.

I looked through his medical records.
Broke a lot more.

Broken ribs, collapsed lung,
blunt trauma to the liver and kidneys.

The boy was abused.

These are the autopsy x-rays
of the most recent victim.

Every fracture, every injury the son had,
the killer gave to the mother.

We should bring the boy in.

Malik. Alone.

(♪♪♪)

You've been officially cleared.
That took long enough.

We still have doubts
about the others.

We've been monitoring
a variety of offshore accounts

linked to Garrick's team.

Contact the banks.

Subpoena them if necessary.

I wanna know whose name is on what
account, where that money came from.

I'm counting on your discretion.

I think you should know Reddington
reached out to Agent Keen.

And said what exactly?
She won't say.

Hello, Fyodor.

MAN:
Hey!

(YELLS)

Okay, just cool out! I can
make this right. Just talk to me.

Oh, yes, Fyodor.
We're gonna talk, all right.

(GROANING
AND YELLING)

(GASPING)

Heh, heh, honestly,
I don't understand you, Fyodor.

With all the business you do,

you're still funneling the money
through your nightclubs,

paying contracts in fives and tens,

because you're too cheap
to pay the commission for clean cash.

Anyway, I get sidetracked.
I've come for your banker.

Who is the banker?

I can't.

(♪♪♪)

(GASPING AND COUGHING)

The first time I ever smoked a cigar
was with Marnie Petersen in fifth grade.

Funny little bat-faced girl.
I adored her.

Red...

The bank.

Please.
How about I make this

as simple as possible? There are
five bankers on the East Coast

capable of financing
a mission like Garrick's.

I run money through four of them.

Which one?

Okay. Okay!

The money was wired from Gestalten
Landesbank, the New York office.

We have a man there.
I swear that's all I know.

Thank you.

It's okay? So that's it?
We're finished?

Yes, we're finished.

(GASPING AND COUGHING)

Oh, my God.
The suspense is killing me.

I don't like to talk about that.

I know, Mike, I know,
but we really need to, okay?

Hey.

You're not in trouble.

I promise.

So you broke your arm
and your wrist?

I fell, off my bike.

And last year, you broke your collarbone
and you broke your ankle?

They were accidents.
That's all I'm supposed to say.

Who told you to say that?

(♪♪♪)

It's okay, Michael.

Tell him what you told me.

No one's gonna hurt you
anymore.

(SOFTLY) My mom.

Michael's mother
was abusing him for years,

and now she ends up dead.

The same injuries
she inflicted on Michael.

Normally, the father would be the
prime suspect, but that doesn't fit.

Even if he wanted to hurt her
for abusing their son,

what about the other victims?

(♪♪♪)

Unless

it's the same motive.

Our unsub's somebody
who targets the abusers.

Like a vigilante killer.
Let's run background checks.

We need to know what other victims
have loved ones with identical injuries.

KARL:
Beautiful. See, Mother?

Some things do remain the same.

(CHATTERING ON TV)

Okay.

I have to go to work now.

Yes, I know.
I don't wanna leave you either,

but I promise I'll be home soon.

MAN: (ON TV)
Finally, CNN on the environment...

Mrs. Wilkinson,
you have had quite a year.

Three trips to the ER
in the past 10 months.

Detached retina, concussion,
fractured jaw,

and now a broken wrist.

You can see all that?
In your file.

I'm a total space cadet.
I guess I should try to be more careful.

(♪♪♪)

I guess so.

RAYMOND:
Henry.

What the hell are you...?

My wife will be down here
any minute.

Great. I'd love to meet the wife.

Mr. Reddington,
we have a dinner engagement.

Don't you think it's best you and I
make an appointment for another time?

There's been a nasty bit of business.

Blood spilled, lives lost.

A modicum of torture
words don't fully describe.

I know who's responsible.
I know who carried it out.

Mr. Reddington, I have no idea...
I've tied up all the loose ends but one.

To finish the job, I need
your wire and transfer records

pertaining to the operation.

Mr. Reddington, I have no idea...
Please, Henry. Stop.

You were the bank.

Henry.

You were the bank.

This puts me in a real situation.

Listen. I'll do anything I can
to help.

I'll need time to...
You'll hear from me tomorrow.

(♪♪♪)

You need to see this.
One of the offshore accounts

was used to launder money
from Gestalten

into a dummy account in Manhattan.

Louis Coogan. That's our mole?
Well, that's his alias. Turn the page.

Bring him in.

(♪♪♪)

Clear.

MAN 1:
Clear.

MAN 2:
He's not here.

Find him, now.

Hello, Aram.

What is this? Where am I?

You're going to do something
for me.

Account numbers,
routing information.

You're going to steal
5 million dollars from that account,

and place it into one of mine.

I expect the transaction
to be untraceable.

What? I can't.

Aram...

this is a Colt.451911.

I can strip and reassemble this weapon
in well under two minutes.

Mr. Reddington, please...

Once I have it reassembled,
I'm gonna reload the mag,

and if at that time,
your task remains incomplete,

I'm gonna empty that mag
into your head.

That's really messed up.

Don't look so stricken.
The first shot will kill you.

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
I did it. It's done. Look.

It's untraceable, like you asked.

How? Explain.
I used a ripple exchange

to have the fiat currency converted
to eCash and bitcoin.

I ran the transaction through
a cryptographic extension

at the protocol level, then a two-tier
secure laundry service I know I can trust.

No one's gonna catch you.
I promise.

A souvenir. You're innocent.

I am? I mean, I am. Heh.

Wait. Of what?

The team that broke into
the black site

was paid through
Gestalten Landesbank.

My contact there
traced a $250,000 payment

to a covert account
belonging to Louis Coogan.

Louis who?
It's an alias, for you.

Someone is attempting
to implicate you as a mole

by creating a money trail
that leads directly to you.

You're obviously far too clever
to have accepted payment

that was so easily traceable.

You're not gonna kill me.
No.

I'm going to find somebody else
and I'm going to kill them.

I never want to hurt her.

So I just...

There's this anger that takes over.

It's like I'm someone else, you know?

MAN: And we all know
that powerless feeling,

but it's our addiction
to power and control

that leads to domestic violence.

I'd like to share something.

First time here. My name is Victor.

ALL:
Hello, Victor.

I was a victim.

My mother.

She called it tough love.

It was abuse.

(♪♪♪)

I refused to see her
for nearly 10 years,

till I realized

avoiding her and pretending
those things never happened...

Took a long time...

but I figured out a way
to reconcile with her.

It has been hard on both of us,

but we've worked out a process...

Call it a home remedy.

...that has allowed us to move forward.

And now...

we're closer than we've ever been.

What you said in group
really meant a lot to me.

Well, I understand.

I'm George, by the way.
I know.

WOMAN: Henry, I'm so glad you're home.
We have company.

(♪♪♪)

You never told me
you rowed crew for Dartmouth.

Don't worry, Henry.
I haven't told her all our war stories.

Well, a few.
Heh, heh.

You have a lovely wife.
We've been getting to know each other.

Come here, you old
such and such.

(GRUNTS)

(WHISPERS) I know what you've done.
I invited Bernard to stay for dinner.

I have a stroganoff on the burner.

(IN NORMAL VOICE) I hope you don't mind if I stay.
I do love stroganoff.

Let me wash up.

You're fun.
Ha-ha-ha!

(WHISPERING)
He's here. No. Here in my house.

Wait. I'm gonna call the police.
Just get somebody here.

Get a car here as soon as you can.

Would you like rice
or noodles, Bernard?

Whichever is faster.
I believe the police are on their way.

(IN NORMAL VOICE)
I gave you what you asked for.

No, Henry. You gave me
the bank transfers pointing to a patsy.

What's he talking about?
Janice, shh.

Red, you should never have come here
into my home. They're on their way.

Nearly everyone has been
accounted for, except one.

Who else got paid?

Red, please.

They will kill me if I say a word
about any of...

Aah!
God! What on Earth?

Who else got paid?
Ooh. Henry. You monster.

What have you done?
Please. Stop with the yelling.

It's just a flesh wound.
He shot you.

The next bullet goes in your stomach
if you don't start talking.

I want a name.
I have to call an ambulance.

Janice, if you don't stop,
I'm gonna put you in the closet.

Red, please.
I need to call Dr. Wright.

He will come to the house.
No, Dr. Wright... What are you doing?

Stop it. No.

(GRUNTING THEN
BANGING ON DOOR)

Henry, give me the name.

Let me out of here!
If you don't stop your yammering,

I'll have to shoot through this door,
a shame,

because I won't have any idea
what I'm shooting at.

(WHIMPERING)

Give me a name, Henry,

or I'm gonna drag you out,
throw you in the trunk,

fly you to Papua New Guinea,

and have your head stuck on a pole.

(WHISPERS) Newton Phillips.

Janice, my sincerest apologies.

I'll take a rain check on
the stroganoff. It smells delicious.

(♪♪♪)

MAN 1: (ON TV)
A saw is an important piece

of equipment in this winter activity.

Mother, we have another guest.
MAN 2: What's ice fishing?

Fishing for 800.

(♪♪♪)

I know what you're thinking.

Don't worry.
We'll be done in time for supper.

Mother...

this is George Wilkinson.

George is married to a lovely woman
by the name of Melissa.

George, this is my mother, Louise.

Every one of
The Good Samaritan's victims

had a family member
with identical injuries.

Fractured skulls,
broken bones, torn retinas.

All of them either
the victim's spouse or child.

All of them,
classic signs of physical abuse.

You think your serial killer
targets people who hurt others?

LIZ:
How else do you explain this?

All of these family members
was at a different hospital,

had different insurance,
different doctors.

There's nothing that
ties them together.

Yes, there is.

LIZ:
Nurse Karl Hoffman.

He was on call every time

one of the family members
was brought into the ER.

He's a locum tenens.

Fills in for short-staffed hospitals,
like a substitute teacher.

We're getting warrants
for his home address

and the last hospital he reported to.
Good. Get moving.

(♪♪♪)

Hoffman's not here.

He wrapped up his shift at 4:00.

What did you find on your end?
Nothing at his residence either.

I pulled the medical records of all
the patients he saw on his last shift.

You think he's already
identified his next victim?

I sure as hell hope not.

So you wanted a list of
the patients Hoffman saw today?

Yeah, specifically ones
who came in with broken bones.

Right. Well, there's only
one patient that fit that description:

Melissa Wilkinson.
She had a fractured wrist.

I think she came in
with her husband.

Okay. "April 9th, 2011.
Torn retina, left eye."

How did you do that, George?
Blow to the head?

Accidental push down the stairs?

See, I like to replicate
the experience as best I can.

Oh, well, no matter.

I have plenty of tools
that will achieve the same effect.

See, George, I suffered
my share of pain as a child.

Courtesy of the one person
in this world

who was supposed to protect me.

I found it inconceivable

that a person could hurt someone
who they claim to love.

And not just hurt,
but torture, repeatedly.

But then, one day, I realized

she wasn't experiencing pain.

It was the opposite.

She was actually
experiencing pleasure.

See, George,

I believe that the only way

that an abuser can truly understand
the experience of the victim

is to have that experience
themselves.

And that's what you're
doing here today, George.

And that's what Mother
is here today for too.

So she never forgets
what I experienced all those years.

And now you will never forget

what your wife experienced
all those years.

(YELLING)

Is George in
some kind of trouble?

Melissa, I need to ask you
a difficult question.

Has your husband been
abusing you?

No. Of course not.

I'm aware of your visit to the ER.

You've been interviewed
by a caseworker in the past.

We've had some problems.
Every marriage does,

but he's getting help.

He's been going to group classes
at the church. In fact, he went today.

He was here for the meeting.

Did he seem to be
in any kind of distress?

Not that I could tell.

Was he with anyone?
No. He always comes alone.

Come to think of it, though,

he was chatting with a new
member after the session.

A new member?

Is this the man he was with?
Yeah.

He introduced himself to
the group, told us his story.

Told us about his mother, the abuse.
Thank you.

He's taking back control in the place
where it was taken away from him:

His childhood home.

KARL:
Okay, let's see. What's next?

A concussion.

Do you know what a concussion
technically is, George?

It is a blow with significant enough
blunt force

that it literally causes the brain
to rattle around inside of your skull.

This won't do because there
was also a vertical laceration

along with the concussion.

What did you do, George?
Hm?

(GEORGE GRUNTING)

What did you throw at her?
Hm?

GEORGE: (MUFFLED)
Unh! Bottle. Bottle of beer.

KARL:
What's that, George?

Bottle of beer!
A bottle of beer.

Of course it was.

Keep an eye on him, Mother.
I need to run to the kitchen.

(GEORGE SOBBING)

(DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES)

(GEORGE SOBBING)

(♪♪♪)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(♪♪♪)

I'm afraid we've run out of time, Mother.
Going to have to expedite the procedure.

Step away from him.

Why should I?

Do you have any idea what this man
has done? This man is a monster.

That may be, but killing him
won't solve anything.

KARL:
Tell that to his wife.

We don't have the luxury
of your simple morality.

Talk to me when you've been a victim.
Drop the hammer.

One more body
won't make a difference.

Oh, I think it will.
Especially if it's the right body.

Agent Keen.

Mrs. Wilkinson, I'll need to speak
with your husband alone for a moment.

Of course.

Actually, wait.

Metro P.D. is looking into charges
against you,

but without Melissa's cooperation,
I don't know what will stick.

What I do know is this:

if you ever touch her again, if you
so much as look at her sideways,

I will find you,

and I will do to you myself

what I probably should have let
Karl Hoffman do to you in that garage.

Do you understand?

He surrendered himself
in the parking lot. He's unarmed.

Before I call OPR, let's hear it.

It's from Mr. Reddington.
It's evidence.

Reddington reached out to you?
Well, yes. He...

Uh, yes. We had a chat.
At gunpoint, actually.

Long story long, he identified the leak.

Who the hell is Newton Phillips?

(♪♪♪)

♪ What would you do
If it all came back to you ♪

♪ Each crest of each wave
Bright as lightning ♪

Newton.

♪ If you had to leave today ♪

♪Leave everything behind
Even though for once you're shining ♪

So it's finished?

If you had come to me,
I could have helped you.

♪ You realize it's just a whim ♪

We could have avoided all of this.

♪ And you notice it matters
Who and what you let under your skin ♪

But now we can't.

♪ If put to the test ♪

♪ Would you step back
From the line of fire? ♪

They threatened my family.
Of course they did.

Newton, I'll take care of your family,
whatever they need.

♪ All emotions and desires ♪

My wife...

she has no idea.

If you could make it
look like an accident, for her.

Look out at the water.

♪ What you choose to believe in ♪

Just look out at the water.

♪ Dictates your rise or your fall ♪

♪ No one else around you ♪

♪ No one to understand you ♪

♪ No one to hear your calls ♪

(CHOKING)

♪Look through all your dark corners ♪

♪ When you're backed up
Against the wall ♪

♪ Step back from the line of fire ♪ ♪

The assassination attempt failed.
Our asset survived.

What asset? You still
haven't given us a name.

What I can confirm

is that the person responsible for the
breach of security has been eliminated.

And who was that?

In accordance with NSPD...
Cut the crap, Diane.

The Senate subcommittee briefing
is in under an hour,

and I am not walking into Congress
without the name of that mole.

That's too bad,
because I'm not giving it to you.

To do so would compromise
the identity

of our asset. What I can tell you

is that this particular threat
to our national security died with him.

Based on what? Your word?
Scout's honor?

For all we know, your asset
is the threat to national security

and the effort to eliminate him
was the work of a patriot.

I can assure you it wasn't.
And I can assure you

that your assurances
make you sound incredibly naive.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Thank you for coming back.
I don't wanna fight, Tom. Let's just talk.

Tom's at the airport.

What the hell
are you doing here?

How did things go
with your case?

Congratulations. I'm proud of you.

Does this mean you're back?

I don't know.

My house is clean,

but yours...

is not.

What does that mean?

The deficit that I found
in my organization

could not have supplied the knowledge
required for the incursion to take place.

That would have been supplied
by someone with far greater access.

Someone on the inside.
It would seem so.

(SIGHS)

Therefore, we're back
where we began.

Me speaking with you.

Well, then...

welcome back.

Where have you been, anyway?

Heh. Out and about.

Did you bring me anything?
Ha-ha-ha!

Yes.

(♪♪♪)

The next name on the Blacklist.

(♪♪♪)