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[phone dialing]

[cellphone rings]

[ringing]

[ringing]

[sighs]

4:00 a.m, really?

[cellphone ringing]

[vibrating]

Hey.

[Reddington] Gosh, I
hope I haven't woken you.

No, I wish you'd woken me.

That would mean I would
have been sleeping,

but I don't remember
sleep anymore.

[sighs]

[ringing]

Early even for you, Raymond.

Sorry to disturb you, Harold.

I'm afraid I have something
that just can't wait.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

This better be important.

It's very important.

How fast can you get here?

F-Fast. I'm kind
of already dressed.

Although I think I
should probably change.

It's okay, I'm awake.

I'm studying algebra so I can
help Agnes with her homework.

Well, you'll have to put off

your middle-school
studies for now, Harold.

I need you to be here for this.

All of you.

What do you mean by "here"?

[beeping]

This better be good.

I assure you, I wouldn't
have disturbed you all

at this ungodly hour if the
circumstances weren't dire.

What's going on, Raymond?

[Reddington] I just left
a meeting with a friend

who prefers his
cocktails before dawn.

Something about keeping the
ghosts of his ex-wives at bay.

But his twilight tipples
also have the added advantage

of loosening the tongues
of his drinking companions

as alcohol's effects
on the human brain

are two to three times greater
after midnight. [chuckles]

So my friend hears many
things, some rumor, some not,

but this morning he put me onto
something truly sensational.

Anyone here heard of
the Friedman Report?

No, should we have?

[Reddington] No, I
wouldn't think so.

It's a top-secret Air
Force intelligence report

of great sensitivity.

My friend was told the Friedman
Report is going to be stolen.

He didn't know where, only
that it will happen today.

What is the Friedman Report?

Its subject is this
country's nuclear arsenal,

which has seen better days.

There are hundreds of
underground missile silos

scattered across the
midwest and west.

A lot of them
neglected and unloved.

Some in such urgent
need of repair

that they're
susceptible to sabotage.

The Friedman Report
outlines the security faults

and weaknesses of each
decrepit silo in detail.

If that intel falls
into the wrong hands...

America's nukes could
be turned against us.

Theoretically speaking.

Who's trying to
steal the report?

I'm hoping you all
can figure that out.

All good, Joker? Same
deal as in Santa Anita.

Sounds good.

- Ace, do we have the...
- Right here.

What's our timing on this one?

- In and out in 10 minutes.
- [Joker] Let's go.

[Cooper] Where'd
you get this tip?

From whom exactly?

I'm really not at
liberty to say.

You know, for once, why
don't you just tell us

what's in it for you?

This is a win for
the task force.

Nothing more.

So, the clock is
already ticking.

I'll leave the situation
in your capable hands.

I wish you luck.

And, please, do keep me updated.

Ah! [chuckles]

May I?

Take as many as you'd like.

Eh, just the one
will do, thank you.

The shade of gray
on these walls...

I don't think I've ever
seen that precise shade

anywhere else.

It's called Anvil Gray.

I checked a color
wheel. I get bored.

Ah!

I feel like we don't
say this enough,

but that man is just so strange.

That he is, but if his intel's
for real, we need to act fast.

Dembe, Ressler, get to the Office of
the Director of National Intelligence.

Let them know the Friedman
Report is under threat.

- Find it and secure it.
- [Dembe] On our way.

But stay sharp.

Siya's right.
Reddington seems off.

Well, he's always off.

Still, for safety's sake,
just expect the unexpected.

Jonathan, come on in.
I bought you a coffee.

New place on 13th,
it'll change your life.

Have a seat. Come on.

I'm... I'm...
I'm not your pal.

I'm not asking you to be.

But I do need your help.

Yet, by helping you, I
am betraying my friend.

And I'd probably be dead by now

if it wasn't for Donald Ressler.

I'm sure he's an
excellent sponsor.

He's also working with
Raymond Reddington

or else Reddington's
working him.

I haven't quite
figured it all out.

Which is why I need you.

I was right, wasn't I?

You found out Ressler

was connected to Elizabeth Keen,

who went on the run with Reddington?
It doesn't prove anything.

No, but it raises
doubts and suspicions.

A federal judge has seen
enough to agree with me.

She granted a warrant for a
wiretap on Ressler's phone.

Well, if... If... If
you do have a warrant,

then why do you need me?

I mean, can't... Can't the FBI

or some other law
enforcement agency

tap Don's phone themselves?

It's not that simple.

Ressler's task force
operates under deep cover.

Nobody at the DOJ
even knows it exists,

except maybe the FBI
Director and the AG.

If we alert him to
what's going on here,

they may be incentivized
to protect their people.

This has to be done surgically.

You mean by preying on the bond

between two recovering addicts.

Listen, there are two
possibilities here.

One, this is all a
terrible misunderstanding

and I'm chasing a decent guy.

I really hope that's true
because the other possibility

is that a decorated FBI
agent is secretly working

for the world's most wanted man.

We won't know either way
until you get me proof.

- What's this?
- That is millions in DARPA research funds

direct from the NSA.

Ressler will have an
FBI-issued cellphone,

un-tappable by
conventional means.

But if you unlock Ressler's
phone and plug that in,

in seconds, it'll
upload a software

that'll activate a tap.

You expect me to get my hands

on Don's cellphone
and unlock it?

[sighs] You'll find a way.

If Ressler is in over his head

the way I think he is,

you'll be doing him a favor.

Jammer's up.

I'm afraid I'm not at liberty
to discuss the Friedman Report.

You don't have the clearance.

I'm sorry, ma'am, but
there's no time to waste.

We know the report is about
vulnerable missile silos.

And it could be used
to facilitate an attack

against our nuclear arsenal.

How... How did you...

You need to tell us everything
you know about this report

because we have
credible information

that it's about to be stolen.

- That's impossible.
- [Dembe] A high-level asset informed us

that the report is currently
exposed and under threat.

Annie, would you please see

who last accessed
the Friedman Report?

[Annie] Yes, Madam
Deputy Director.

[Rutherford] You
understand that this report

is being treated
as a state secret.

The fact that you've
even heard of it...

General Friedman

checked out an encrypted
laptop last night.

The report's due to the
Joint Chiefs tomorrow,

and he wanted to do some
last-minute line editing.

So he took a top-secret
report home with him?

I guess that's becoming

quite the thing
these days, isn't it?

[Rutherford] He's a four-star
general in the Air Force.

We couldn't just
chain him to his desk.

He likes to work at home,

and he's practically turned
his house into a fortress.

[Dembe] That may not be
enough to protect him.

I suggest you call
the general quickly.

His line is dead.

Alright, we need to get
there and secure the general.

My agents can handle
that. Annie...

Your agents can follow
us to his house.

Gentlemen, this is
above your pay grade.

ODNI is more than capable.

No, I'm sorry. The
general's address, now.

Target's internal security
feeds will now loop

the previous 10
seconds of footage.

We're ready to breach.

[Ressler] I can't
believe General Friedman

would take a top-secret
nuclear dossier home with him.

Reddington's intel was spot on.

It's still going straight
to Friedman's voicemail?

Yes. We have to
assume the worst.

Perhaps a signal jammer?

[Ressler] Which means that the
thieves are already in his house

or on their way in.

How else can we get an
alert to the general?

[Dembe] Not all signal
jammers block Wi-Fi.

We could try a video chat.

Do it.

[line ringing]

[cellphone ringing]

- General Friedman.
- Who are you?

Agent Dembe Zuma, FBI.

We have intel that
a team of assailants

are trying to breach your home
to steal the Friedman Report.

- Wait, how do you know about that?
- There's no time.

Do you have a secure
place in your house?

- Of course.
- Take the laptop and get there now.

We are on our way.

He's going upstairs.

That'll be the panic room.

Go on! Get out! The
FBI are on their way.

You're only gonna
get yourself killed.

[cell phone ringing]

Reddington, your friend was
right about that report.

Wonderful, I'm just
calling to check in.

A four-star general took it
home on an encrypted laptop.

We just made contact.

The thieves are inside his home,

but the general
has a panic room.

Ressler and Dembe
are five minutes out.

Excellent work, Harold.

Since everything seems to be
under control, I'll be off.

It's an abort.

- We're almost through here.
- Doesn't matter.

Bogeys on route.
Need to move now.

[both] Heard.

You good on foot?

Don't worry about
us, Joker. Gun it.

See you at the rendezvous point.

[Friedman] I'm alright.

I've been through
worse, much worse.

But we should be worried
about the report.

Well, the laptop is secure.

But the assailants got away.

- Who were they?
- We don't know that yet, sir.

How did you know they were
going to try to steal it

if you don't know who they are?

- Well, our task force was tipped off about the robbery.
- By whom?

By an asset I can't identify.

Are you really gonna
make me remind you

of my clearance level

as a full general
in the US Air Force?

I'm sorry, General Friedman,
but I work for a task force

that operates under
special authority.

Now, what I want to know is

why these thieves
made a break for it

halfway through the robbery.

Any luck with the
security cameras?

They compromised the system.

No footage for the
past half-hour.

But there is some good news.

We canvassed the neighborhood,
turns out the general's

next-door neighbors have
security cameras, too.

Believe it or not, they just
installed them two days ago.

They won some sweepstakes
from a home-security company.

- Really?
- Once in a while, things go our way, I guess.

My guys will send
you all the footage,

but I snapped a photo of
the feed, if it helps.

[Ressler] What do we got?

One of the perpetrators.

That's a pretty clean shot.

We might be able to
pull an ID from that.

The general said our
other suspect is a female,

- African-American, about 25 with bleached-blonde hair.
- [cell phone rings]

Take that.

I'll coordinate with
the search team.

Hey, Jonathan, what's up?

Uh, I... I messed up, Don.

- Where are you?
- It... It's not that.

I... I haven't used. I...

I just... I don't... I don't
know what I'm gonna do.

Just relax.

I'm winding down
something here at work,

but I can meet you
around noon for coffee.

Steinway Diner?

Yeah, I'll... I'll be there.

[Jonathan] When Jill said
I could move back in,

I was over the moon.

But then, once I did,
I started to notice

that things were different.

She was acting
differently around me,

you know, jumpier.

Yesterday, I caught her
hiding money from me.

And I... I blew up.

I could... I couldn't help it.

I mean, clearly, she
doesn't trust me,

and that triggered me.

I yelled. She cried.

Two days ago we were
golden and today...

Do you want to use?

I, uh, well, it's the
same old story, right?

Like, rationally, no,
but subconsciously,

I feel like I am a hair away
from being out of control.

This is a setback. But
these things happen.

The most important thing is

that you don't let this
turn into a backslide.

Okay? Look, I've been there.

I'm sorry. Can I get
the check, please?

Sorry, I've got to
get back to work.

Big case.

Yeah, no, I... I...
I know how it is.

Um, b-b-before you
go, uh, h-how do I...

How do I deal with Jill?

Let me give you some
advice on women...

[chuckles]

Like I'm some kind of an expert.

All the cliches are true.

All you've got to
do is talk to her.

Tell her how you
feel and communicate.

The rest will take
care of itself.

I should call her right now.

- That's the idea.
- But she won't answer.

Not when she sees
it's my number.

Well, use my phone.

You're gonna regret
it if you don't.

Um, do you mind if
I, uh, step outside

for some, uh, privacy?

[Ressler] I'll pay the
check. I'll be out in a few.

Hey, did you get ahold of her?

Uh, she didn't answer.

I... I left a message.

You did the right thing.

- Sorry I'm late.
- Not a problem.

Where are we?

Forensics swept General
Friedman's house,

but it was clean.

No DNA, no fingerprints.

So Reddington doesn't have
any leads on who we're after?

None. But we found one.

I cross-referenced this image

with all criminal
databases, no luck.

But then I thought, let's try
state and federal employees,

because I don't know how they
treat any of you at the DMV,

but that is a criminal
enterprise if there ever was one.

In any case, I got a hit.

Seymour Jacobson.

He works at the
Capitol Building.

I was hoping that it was a
congressman or something.

That'd be a story, but,
no, he's a janitor.

So the person who broke
into Friedman's house

- works inside the US Capitol?
- [Siya] That's right.

I sent a team to his
home, but he's not there.

The place has been totally
emptied, cleared out.

When was the last time
anyone saw Jacobson?

[Siya] Yesterday at
work, apparently.

I contacted Capitol maintenance,

and they gave me access
to their security feeds.

We were just about to
review the footage.

[Cooper] This is the Capitol?

There are miles of hallways
under the building.

It's a rabbit warren down there.

[Dembe] There's a dead
spot in the camera footage.

He hasn't come back
yet. Where is he?

Fast-forward the footage.

[Ressler] Forty minutes.

Where did he go
in all that time?

[Rose] As Architect
of the Capitol,

it's my job to conduct
comprehensive background checks

on everyone we hire
to work maintenance.

I find it highly unlikely
that any of my employees

could be a thief.

Believe it or don't, Mr. Rose.

The fact is Seymour
Jacobson broke into the home

of an Air Force
general this morning.

And a video your security
team sent over suggests

he's up to something curious
right here at the Capitol.

With a building with
this kind of security,

what surprises me is
that he disappeared

off-camera for 40 minutes.

The Capitol Building has 500
rooms and miles of corridors,

literally, some dead
spots are inevitable.

In any case, whatever he was
doing, we'll soon find out.

- We're here now.
- Wait, that...

That door isn't visible

to any of the
security-camera angles.

- Huh.
- What do you mean, "Huh"?

I had no idea there was a
circuit-breaker room here.

I'm not down here
much, nobody is.

Are you sure that's what it is?

- No.
- Do you have a key?

As I said, I've never noticed
this door, let alone opened it.

You better get somebody
down here who can open it.

Now.

[ambassador] ...will be very
important, Madame Speaker.

[Siya] I know that woman.

That's the US
Ambassador to the UK.

And she's talking to the
Speaker of the House.

And that's the Senate
Majority Leader.

The Senate Majority Leader?

Is this live?

It sure looks that way.

I mean, they have surveillance
on half the politicians

in Washington here.

Oh, my God, this is...
I have to alert someone.

E-Everyone.

[Cooper] You're telling
me these people bugged

every room in the
Capitol complex?

Maybe not every room but enough.

There are feeds coming
out of the offices

of every congressman, senator,

the Federal Judiciary Building.

Don't forget what
appears to be...

the deliberation room
for the Supreme Court.

It's a violation
of the very heart

of American political power.

If this makes headlines, it'll
be the biggest thing since...

It'll be the biggest thing.

[Cooper] Any idea
who's behind this?

We may have a way to find out

if we can trace the phone line

to this fax machine.

Would you look at that?

Did you say "fax machine"?

[Ressler] I don't know whether
it's part of their operation

or a museum exhibit,

but, yeah, they have
a fax machine here.

The people behind the
biggest intelligence breach

in US history are
communicating by fax?

That's dope.

The machine looks like
it's from the late '90s.

I'm guessing. I've
never used one.

Does it have a button
labeled "last" or "memory"?

Yes, memory.

[beeping]

[whirring]

It worked.

The last fax sent was,
"Friedman Report will be

at Columbia Heights
address tonight."

If that fax came from
here, then the intel

on the Friedman Report came from one
of these bugs within the Capitol.

Maybe Red intercepted the fax.

Maybe there were no twilight drinks
with a friend who fed him this case.

Voicemail.

Raymond's not picking up.

[Siya] Well, the question is,

where was this
message being sent?

Whoever's on the
other end of this fax

is clearly who Jacobson and
his band of merry thieves

are reporting to.

We've got to track
down that number.

[Rutherford] Thank you, Adam.

Good Lord.

Agent Ressler.

Deputy Director Rutherford, we
were just about to call you.

I'm sure you were.

Thankfully, Mr. Rose was quicker on the
uptake and reported to us right away.

The Office of the Director
of National Intelligence

will be taking point
on this. You can go.

- But we have to determine...
- Now.

As you've all read
in your briefings,

we're here today because of an
unprecedented act of treason

against the United States.

A spy ring operating within
our very halls of power

has been watching and recording

the every move of
our leaders for...

Well, we're not
entirely sure how long.

Though the base of the spy ring
within the Capitol has been shut down,

the sole identified
member of the ring,

Seymour Jacobson, is currently
a fugitive from justice.

We have no idea who
instigated this incursion,

nor what they've done with the
vitally sensitive intelligence

they've collected.

The question facing
us is how do we react?

One thing's for certain,
this cannot leave this room.

Finding out who's behind
this extraordinary breach

begins with establishing

how the FBI learned
it was happening.

Assistant Director Cooper,
could you speak to that?

The information that led us to
room 417 originated with an asset.

And who exactly is this asset?

I can't reveal that information.

Harold, I respect
your commitment

to protocol here, but really.

I'm sorry, Margo, but we're
still working with our asset

to get to the bottom of this.

Revealing that asset's
identity to anyone,

including the
people in this room,

would compromise their
ability to help us.

You have Seymour Jacobson
as a suspect to pursue.

My team is providing you
with this intel and more,

which you never would have
discovered on your own.

As you yourselves said, it's
up to the people at this table

to decide what to
do with the intel.

For the time being, my task
force will do everything

that we can to find
out who's responsible.

How long has Cooper
been in with the panel?

Over an hour.

Looking for answers
he doesn't have.

We need to help him find some.

Raymond still isn't answering.

Somebody's bugged the Capitol.

Whoever it is is connected to the
number at the top of this fax.

Now, if we find out
where that number is,

maybe we can find them.

Oh, if they're still
communicating by fax,

we might try a
Steely Dan concert.

Maybe they think fax machines
are still hard to trace.

It's certainly been
tougher for us.

Herbie, have you contacted
the phone company

about the number
on the last fax?

That's the thing. The
number the fax was sent to

isn't operated by
the phone company.

In 2003, the company
sold the number

to an electromechanical
switchboard exchange.

I'm sorry, a what?

Uh, they used to be a thing.

Manual telephone exchanges

operating on
pre-digital technology.

They were common in rural areas.

But when the Bell System
was broken up in the '80s,

almost all of them
were shut down.

Phone company rep told
me that this exchange

was one of the last
left in America.

The company that owns it is
called Evelyn Strategies Inc.

Evelyn Strategies?

That name sounds familiar.

Did you get an address?

I got an address from when
Evelyn first incorporated,

but that was two decades ago.

It's right across
the river in Rosslyn.

139 North Ode Street, Suite 602.

[Siya] Looks like
an office complex.

The switchboard could
be long gone by now.

It's the only lead we
have. Let's roll out.

Evelyn Strategies. 602.

It's still here.

Same building as a yoga studio.

[Ressler] Why keep office
space for outdated technology?

[Dembe] We'll soon find out.

[fax machine whirring]

This must be the
switchboard exchange.

A little worse for the wear.

This one is still powered up.

[machine whirring]

This fax was sent
from the Capitol.

Right after the Friedman fax.

The numbers are the same.

So this is where
the Capitol spies

were sending their reports.

But all the other machines...

Look at the dial-up codes.

Plus 44, this fax
came from the UK.

Plus 49, that's Germany.

Plus 7, Russia.

Here's Belgium.

- And mainland China.
- But what does it mean?

Room 417 wasn't the only
place sending intel here.

There are dozens of other
intelligence networks

embedded all around the world.

How can you be sure?

Fax machines.

Analog, entirely
below the radar.

The scale of this thing.

Wheels within wheels.

Don't you see?

Donald, what you are looking at

is Raymond Reddington's
intelligence empire.

Or it was.

Jonathan. You're
wrong about Don.

He's salt of the earth.

Did you do it?

He's a good man.

I hope you're right.

You probably think you're
a pretty good man, too.

This is Reddington's
operation? I don't believe it.

[Dembe] I didn't want
to believe it either,

but it's clear now Raymond
has been bugging the Capitol

and multiple entities abroad.

I think we should assume

those entities are on
par with the Capitol.

This was a hub for intel
feeds from across the globe.

Dembe, how could you not
have known about this?

I only ever knew what
Raymond wanted me to know.

Some years ago,
he gave me a peek

into the workings of his
intelligence network.

It was shortly before
Elizabeth died.

Raymond flew us to a
command center in Latvia.

[Reddington] This is where
intelligence from 17 outposts

around the world is gathered,
sorted, and analyzed.

Leaked documents,
intercepted communicas,

secrets from people
in positions of power.

Seventeen outposts, outposts
which I had never seen before

and knew nothing about.

But I heard Raymond talk about
his intelligence operation.

I knew this was a source

of his endless supply of secrets

about world leaders,
corporations,

rogue states, and criminals.

The system is a living,
breathing apparatus

that powers many of
the decisions I make.

The source of The Blacklist.

One of the sources.

Raymond also relies heavily on
his personal contacts, as we know.

While most of his
empire was digitized,

Raymond was always jumpy
about the computerization

of his intelligence network.

To avoid detection,
he was emphatic

that it should be kept analog.

Analog, like a fax machine.

Or an electromechanical
switchboard.

And you're suggesting
that exchange serviced

intelligence outposts
around the world.

Each one embedded deep
inside highly secure targets.

[Dembe] I believe it's safe
to assume that no one outpost

knew about the other one.

Raymond was the one
linking them all.

There must have been many
places for him to access intel,

but when he was in
D.C, he'd use Evelyn.

[Ressler] Looks like
he shut it all down.

Thank you.

[Cooper] Reddington
must have known

we'd get to all
this information.

That's why he
handed us this case.

[Ressler] Yeah, a case that's
been suspect all along.

We got security camera
footage of Jacobson

leaving General Friedman's house

from the next-door neighbors.

And these expert thieves
who were good enough

to work for Reddington went
through all the trouble

to shut down Friedman's
security system

but just missed
the one next door?

Hmm. The police told us
the next-door neighbors

had just won a security
system in a sweepstakes.

Who ever heard of a
home-security company

running a sweepstakes?

Now, what do you want
to bet that this couple

has an angel investor

funding their new
home-security cameras?

Hi! It's your lucky day.

[Dembe] The only conclusion
is that Raymond wanted us

to expose his intelligence
network after he shut it down.

[Siya] That's not
all he shut down.

I knew Evelyn Strategies
Inc. Sounded familiar,

so I looked through
the files from our raid

on the Morgana
Logistics Corporation,

the one that creates
fake companies

to cover up criminal activities.

Evelyn was one of
their creations.

So Morgana is Raymond, too.

Masterful.

Dembe, you didn't know
about Morgana either?

I guess I only knew
a lot about Raymond

and very little
about his empire.

But it makes sense.

No one was arrested
at the Morgana raid

except for that one
warehouse manager,

Gerome Kavanaugh.

And he skipped town
on a $3 million bail.

And who would we know that
has that kind of money?

So Reddington created
both Morgana and Evelyn

and then used us
to shut them down.

Shipping and intelligence,
two of his biggest assets.

[Cooper] We helped Reddington
maintain this empire.

And now he's fooled us into
helping him tear it down, but why?

[Hudson] I want to thank you
for doing this, Agent Galanter.

I'm glad NSA was
able to spare you.

Understand I'm acting as
an agent of the court.

I'm only doing this in pursuance

of fulfilling the
judge's warrant

to tap Donald Ressler's phone.

I don't have skin
in the game here.

But if what I read in the
judge's ruling is true...

this could be quite a doozy.

[computer beeping]

Looks like Ressler's
on a call now.

Is this gonna work?

I've gambled everything on this.

Well, just... Just hang on.

- [Ressler] ...does what he does.
- Bingo.

[Cooper] I've wondered
for a long time

what would be my last straw.

This might be it.

Reddington's been our
CI for nearly 12 years.

We stood by and offered him
protection while he built out

and strengthened a
vast criminal network.

We've protected him while
he hardwired the US Capitol

and intercepted a decade's
worth of state secrets.

In a way, we've been
his partners in treason.

My God, it's so much
worse than I thought.

We told ourselves
it was worth it

because he was the most
valuable CI the FBI ever had,

but now he's eliminated
the bulk of his capacity

to collect intel for us.

Whatever his reasons, we've
earned an explanation.

I just tried Raymond again.

He's still not picking up.

[Ressler] If I had
to put money on it,

I bet we never see him again.

What do we tell Rutherford
and the interagency panel?

[Cooper] The truth...

or part of it.

We tell them that this
intelligence network

stretches across the globe.

We give them details,
but we don't tell them

about Reddington's connection.

At least not yet.

There's too much
in flux right now.

For now, everyone go home
until we have more information.

Personally I need a little
time to digest this.

Well, this seems
a little different

from what the
judge's ruling said.

Yeah, that's an understatement.

This isn't a case of Reddington

corrupting an FBI task force.

He's a CI.

That's all legally sanctioned
and approved from the top down.

Our own government is
protecting the number one

on its most wanted list?

Our own government
is protecting a man

who's been spying
on them for years.

Can you rewind the tape?

- I... I want to hear...
- Yeah.

I think I know
the part you mean.

[Hudson] Yeah.

We stood by and
offered him protection

while he built out
and strengthened

a vast criminal network.

We've protected him while
he hardwired the US Capitol

and intercepted a decade's
worth of state secrets.

In a way, we've been
his partners in treason.

That's the one.

I don't know why
I'm not surprised.

A drink, Harold?

You look wrung out.

That's astute of you.

First things first.

This has been you
all along, hasn't it?

You tricked us into
dismantling your empire

the very thing that
makes our work possible.

Morgana, room 417,
Evelyn, all you.

Yes, it is.

But why have us shut you down?

In my experience,

when criminal
organizations dissipate,

their employees tend to seek
work with other criminals.

But I wanted my
people to be sent off

to the happy retirement
they so richly deserve.

But to convince them
to leave this life,

they had to feel that the
FBI was on their tails.

Thus, you.

[Cooper] That's not
what I asked you.

Why shut down at all?

This compromises your
ability to provide cases.

Don't you realize that endangers
your immunity agreement?

You and I both know
that's immaterial, Harold.

I deleted my immunity agreement

in its entirety when I tapped
into the Post Office archive.

The Attorney General
doesn't know that.

The only reason we haven't
been directed to arrest you

is because the government is
still acting as if you're our CI.

That depends on you being
in a position to help us.

By tearing down your empire,

you're putting yourself
in the crosshairs.

Again, I ask you, why?

Are you familiar with the
assassination of James Garfield?

This country's 20th
president, of course.

Rather undervalued
one in my view.

He was shot by a crazy
wannabe politician

just across town on
Constitution Avenue,

in July 1881.

Garfield survived
for two months.

As he lay slowly dying,

the greatest scientific
minds in America

rushed to his side to
try to offer him succor.

Navy engineers created
an early version

of the air conditioner
to keep his room cool.

Alexander Graham Bell
tested his new design

for a metal detector to
try to locate the bullet

which had become lodged somewhere
in the President's abdomen.

The doctors as well
performed a few experiments,

including an innovative
drainage tube

to treat an abscess.

Nonetheless, Garfield's
temperature soared

to a daily average
of 104 degrees.

The bullet was never found,

and the drainage tube
created an infection

that eventually killed him.

Historians speculate that if
these great men of science

had just left Garfield
alone, he might've lived.

Or at least died peacefully.

This is where you usually
ask me if I have a point.

I'm tired of encouraging you.

After a decade of
obfuscation and misdirection,

even now when it matters most,

you still can't give
me a straight answer.

I wish I could articulate one.

Truly I do.

I guess, the simplest
way of putting it is...

Things end...

sometimes despite our best
efforts and best intentions

or sometimes because of
that effort or intent.

Things end.

So something else can begin.

[cell phone ringing]

This is Jonathan Pritchard.

Please leave your
name and number,

and I'll get back to
you as soon as I can.

Jonathan, I know how
hard this has been,

and I know Ressler's
done a lot to help you.

But thanks to you, we now
have definitive proof.

Agent Ressler is a threat
to national security.

He's endangering American lives.

You'll be a hero for
helping us stop him.

Compliments of Mr. Reddington.

To a wild ride, boys.

- Yeah, to a wild ride.
- Yeah, to a wild ride.

Hey, you coming?

Thought we'd try something
new instead of just,

you know, pouring more
coffee down our throats.

I found a new NA meeting just a few
blocks from here. You want to go?

Yeah, sure, s-sounds good, man.

[Cooper] In a way, we've
been his partners in treason.

Partners in treason.

Partners in treason.

Partners in treason.

Treason.

Treason.

Treason.