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COOPER: Previously on
The Blacklist...

You two must work together.

If he finds Liz,
he'll kill her.

PETER: Terminate them both.

You've been stealing millions
in anticipation
of running away.

I'm going to
bring this whole damn
thing down on you, Peter.

I came here for the Russian.

Don't kill me.

Not yet.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)
(SILENCED GUNSHOTS)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

CHARLENE: Harold...
Got it.

I got him.

CHARLENE: Who is it?
I've got it.

You cannot be here.

Karakurt's in the trunk.
If we get

him to talk,
we can exonerate Liz.

CHARLENE: Harold,
hon, is the coffee ready?

I'll bring you a cup.

I'll take a cup.

Get that thing out of here.

In the garage, now.

Is he...

No. Just knocked out.

At least I think so,
I hit him pretty hard.

You think so?

I don't know.

(GRUNTING)

(COUGHING)

(MUG SHATTERS)

How you doing?

MAN: (ON TV)
If you are just joining us,

an update now
on our top story,

six employees
of Lazarum
Systems International,

were abducted outside
its Annapolis headquarters.

Although no
suspect has been named,

federal authorities
are treating this

as an act of
terror on American soil.

So the rumors were true.

You knew this would happen?

Do I dare to eat a peach?

May as well live dangerously.

Raymond.

What are you doing here?

Drinking your Bellinis.

GALLEGO:
I told you on the phone.

I can't help you.

And I told you
I'm not willing to take
no for an answer.

Set the meeting,

and I'll consider your debt
from Caracas as paid in full.

(SIGHS) I told you,
normally I could
work something out,

but with all
the heat on you two,
it's impossible.

Zal Bin Hasaan.

What if I could
deliver him to you?

A gift for your employer.

The FBI, Interpol, Mossad...

They can't find him,
but you can?

Is that a yes or a no?

Bring us Zal Bin Hasaan,
and you'll have your meeting.

Hasaan?

That's the rumor
you heard.

He's responsible
for the abduction
of the Lazarum employees?

Ahh. All we have to do
now is find him.

LIZ: How do you propose
we do that?

With a little help
from our friends.

REDDINGTON: Agent Navabi.

May I assume you're aware
of the recent abductions?

Me and every
agent in the building.

Perhaps.
But they don't share

the same personal
investment that you have
in today's events.

And why is that?

Because you and I both know
that Lazarum
Systems International

is providing
technical expertise

to Israel's
missile defense shield.

They're encrypting software
for the Iron Dome.

Whoever took those contractors
is an enemy of Israel.

That's a long list.

Let me shorten it.

Zal Bin Hasaan.

Imagine.

The man who's killed

more Mossad agents
than any other
assassin in history,

right here on American soil.

That's not possible.
That's what you
thought in Cairo.

He was right behind you
and you didn't know it.

That mistake
cost your partner his life

and put you in
an Egyptian ICU.

But, back then
you were missing
one critical element

that would have
made all the difference.

Me.

What exactly are
you suggesting?

That we combine our efforts.

We both want Hasaan.

I'll be in touch.

(BELL DINGS)

How many in your party?

Oh, no, it's just...
Wow. (LAUGHS)

You are beautiful.

Actually,
I'm looking for somebody

that I believe
has been a customer of yours.

Are they in some
kind of trouble?

Oh, no, no, no.
Quite the opposite.

An uncle of hers passed

and left her
quite a sizeable bequest.
I work for the estate.

You're looking
to give her money?

The truth is,
I'm one of many people
tasked with finding her.

And we've been
chasing every lead
for weeks.

And one of them
has led me here.

I never met her.

But him, the man,
he left his number
for me to give to her.

Any chance that you still
have that number?

Yeah, I've got it right here.

PETER: I've never seen
this man before.

He's your agent.
Sent by you to murder
Reddington and Keen.

Can you prove that?

No. Because it's not true.

Reddington and
Keen are building

a case against
his organization...

My organization is the CIA.

We protect this country
against people
like Reddington.

Okay, that's enough.

Look, I'm going to bring
Keen in.

But I need assurances
that she's going
to be protected.

Your allegations
have been heard,
Agent Ressler.

But right now,
you two have one job.

Find Elizabeth Keen.

The President
believes the best way

to do that is
to work together.

But since clearly
you're incapable of that,

work your leads separately.

I'm not gonna punish you
for hating each other,

but I will take
my grandfather's
izmel to your private parts

if I find out
you are misleading each other

or failing to share intel.

Got it?

I could hear you guys yelling
from down here.

I made our case.

So is he in or out?

I don't know.

But I think I
bought us some time,

so let's make
the most out of it.

Already on it.
Well, Agent Navabi is.

Mr. Reddington called her
claiming to know

who's responsible
for the Lazarum abductions.

Zal Bin Hasaan is an alias.

His true identity
and background are unknown.

He's supposedly
Iranian-born. Mid-30s.

This is the only
photo of Hasaan.

It was taken four years ago
by an agent named Avi Lebov.

Three minutes
after this image was captured,

the vehicle Hasaan
exited detonated,

killing Lebov
and 12 civilian bystanders.

Mossad once had 24 agents
devoted to killing Hasaan.

For a period of time,
I was one of them.

In 2012, my partner
and I flew to Egypt hoping
to pick up his trail.

Unfortunately,
he had picked up ours.

He followed us to Cairo.

I was still lying
in a hospital bed

when my partner's body
was flown home to his family.

We know Hasaan was involved
in dozens of attacks,

but there are
others where his role
has yet to be confirmed.

Those include
the Pishin bombing in Iran.

Wasn't that where
your brother was killed?

Maybe that's why Reddington
brought you the case.

The focus of this
task force is to find
Reddington and Keen.

So I understand if
you feel that this
is something we can't pursue.

Forget that.
We are doing it. For you.

For your brother.

We're doing it, right?
(CELL PHONE RINGS)

Agent Mojtabai. When?

Okay, got it. Thanks.

A video was just sent
to several news outlets.

It was turned
over to the Bureau
a few minutes ago.

"My name is
Michael Hastings.

"And I am a senior
software engineer
for Lazarum Systems.

"This morning,

"six of us were taken

"in retaliation
for our company's
criminal collaboration

"with the State of Israel

"on the missile defense system
known as the Iron Dome.

"Our captors send this
message to all who aid
their sworn enemy.

"We will find you.
And you will pay
for your crimes.

"You will hear from us again
in two hours."

(GUNSHOT)

Reach out to your
contacts in Mossad.

I want everything they have
on Zal Bin Hasaan.

MICHAEL:
"And you will pay
for your crimes.

"You will hear from us again
in two hours."

(AUDIO REWINDING)

Sir?

Sir?

That guy?

Sweater vest?
Year ahead of me at MIT.

Won the Sprowls
Award for his thesis

on default-deny
firewall security.

CIA recruited
him as a sophomore.

Never gave me
the time of day.

Ever.
Like never, ever.

Was there something
you wanted to show me?

A phone number.
Sweater Vest is
running a tap on it,

which I know
because I got
around his firewall

and accessed his computer.

Which,
despite being a felony,
feels amazing.

Maybe he got
Liz's new cell.

Or maybe Mr. Reddington's.

You up on the line?

Without a warrant
that would also be a felony.

But, yes, absolutely.

(GUNSHOT)

The muzzle flash.

I missed it before, but watch.

The muzzle flash
lit up his glasses.

That's a power plant.
And if you look closely...

Oh, my God. Brilliant.

Nice one.

All right.

That's Sellinger Power.

They operated a facility
outside of Bethesda.

Notify SWAT.
Let's get out there.

Ressler,
Mossad has a task force

that's been
working with the CIA
to find Hasaan.

They deserve to be there
when we take him down.

I'm calling the police.

COOPER: I'll handle this,
Charlene.

Agent Ressler is...

No, we gotta
handle this ourselves.

And do what?
Are you out of your mind?

He is in
the trunk in our garage.

Hey, you got
any power tools?

(THUMPING)

TOM: What the hell
are you doing?

CHARLENE:
He's dying, you idiot.

TOM: Suicide by soap?

It's biodegradable, soy-based.

He's allergic.

He put himself in
anaphylactic shock.

I've got his hands.
TOM: All right, spit it out.

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

Charlene.
Sorry.

You know I wouldn't be here
if I didn't have to.

But, at the last pot luck,

did I hear you say
that Wally has
a peanut allergy?

Yeah.

CHARLENE: I got the EpiPen.

(GASPS)

COOPER: Jeez.

Even if he is alive
he's not gonna talk.

Guy would rather die.

(COUGHING)

Duct tape, please. Duct tape.

FARROW: We've got
the perimeter secure.

Wide spectrum
signal jammers online

in case they've got
any detonators
rigged up inside.

RESSLER: Any estimate on
the unfriendlies?

FARROW: Our thermal
imaging is inconclusive.

We got a man in position
to get a camera in for
a closer look now.

Looks like
Mossad's joined the party.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

Shalom.

Donald Ressler,
Commander Farrow.
Agents Shur and Singer.

I've heard most of what
we know about Hasaan is
thanks to you guys.

Well, we've been
a lot less effective
since Agent Navabi left us.

You poached a good one.

I know.

FARROW: Eyes are up.

We got hostages on site.
I'm seeing five.

Four unfriendlies,

two on guard,

two at the entry point.
Hang on.

There's another
one on the catwalk.

He's giving
orders of some kind.

Hasaan.

That side door your man's on,
can you breach it?

Breach it?
By the time you get inside

they'd have moved
on the hostages.

No, you need a static SIMON.

A breach grenade,
that's a military
grade weapon.

We don't have time
to requisition one.

What if we had one?

You guys are in the country
gathering intelligence.
Why...

You know what?

Don't tell me.

All right, let's move in.

(ALL SCREAMING)

(RAPID GUNFIRE)

It's Hasaan,
he's on the catwalk.

2:00! I got him!

(EXPLOSION)

(INDISTINCT RADIO
CONVERSATIONS)

FARROW: Looks like you
set off a trip wire.

We got nothing.
No sign of him.

How's that possible?
I thought all
the exits were secure.

There was
a secondary explosion

on the south side
of the building.
That may have been Hasaan.

All right,
I want all these
bodies ID'd ASAP.

LEVI: You guys need
to see this.

Hasaan has been keeping
these men captive.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(CHAINS RATTLING)

Shahin?

Sister?

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

RESSLER: Agent Navabi?

Agent Navabi?

You okay?

It's Araj Ahmadi.

He's been on our radar
for at least three years.

So he's not Hasaan.
LEVI: No.

Neither are the other three.

How can you be so sure?

They are too young.

Hasaan's in the wind.

We need to get the
hostages somewhere safe,
start taking their statements.

Right now, they're our
best chance at finding Hasaan.

Well,
our facility is a few miles
away. It's the logical place.

Sounds like a plan.

(PHONE DIALING)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Did you know he was alive?

Hasaan?

My brother. Did you know
he was being held prisoner?

Shahin is alive?

I don't understand
how this is possible.

He died in 2009,
at the bombing in Pishin.

Samar, listen to me.
If I had known
Hasaan was holding Shahin,

I would have told you.
How is he?

I don't know.
He's still being treated.

And Hasaan?

We lost him
during the raid.

If Hasaan is in the country,
he was smuggled
in like contraband.

I'll phone a friend.

See if I can
find the rumrunner
he hired.

So the bad news.

You're still alive.

But the good news is that
all you have to do
to get out of here

is tell your
story to the feds.

That's it.

Exonerate Liz.

And then I'll
personally fix you
a nice soybean smoothie,

so you can croak yourself
vegan style.

(LAUGHS)

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

What's that?

(LAUGHS)

(BANGING)

TOM: So here's the deal.

Agent Keen
and I were married.

It was like a job, you know?

But you ever take
one of those jobs
just to pay the rent

and you find
out that you're...

You're good at it?

You cannot excel
at anything you do not love.

Well... Yeah, I mean,
where were you
when I was married?

(CHUCKLES)

I didn't figure that out
till it was over.

(CHUCKLES)

That is the way
these things go.

Hmm.

All right, look.
We could tell the Russians

that you framed them
for killing CIA agents,
a US senator,

dump you in front
of their consulate.

Let the Russians
do their thing, or...

Or you could help yourself.

And help Liz.

(LAUGHS WEAKLY)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

My old home.

Sammy.

See, your brother's back
from medical.

I'll put him in box one.

And you thought
he died in Pishin.

There was
supposed to be a sit-down

between opposition leaders
and members of the army.

It never happened.

A suicide bomber
detonated an explosive

and 41 people were killed.

A terrorist group
assumed responsibility.

One day, he was my brother,
he was young and vibrant.

The next...

I thought I'd
never see you again.

I was told you died
that day in Pishin.

I saw the DNA report myself.

If you were alive...

(SIGHS)

It was supposed
to be a great day.

After all our protests,

we were finally able to bring
the government to the table.

But it was a setup.

Someone from the government
planted an IED near our table.

RESSLER: Why would the
government plant a bomb?

Why kill ranking members
of your own army?

Because they knew
it would turn public opinion
against us.

We were no longer
student activists
fighting for justice.

We were terrorists.

SAMAR: You were hurt
that day,

that's why they
found your blood
at the scene?

Um...

I'm sorry I ran, but I had to.

I wanted to tell you,

but I knew
it would only
put you in danger.

I went to England
to start a new life.

And I thought the regime
stopped looking for me.

Until a few months ago,
I realized I was
still being watched.

So I had to start over again.

This time in America.

But Hasaan's men
must have followed me,

because six months ago,

they grabbed me
from the apartment
I was hiding in.

Who are you?
How did you get back here?

What do you want?

(LAUGHING)
Oh, my.

Three questions
in not even as many seconds.

Which should
we answer first?

Actually, how about this?

I'll ask a few
questions first,

and then we can get
to whatever's on your mind.

I'm sorry, but my name,
it is somewhat common,

perhaps you are
confusing me with...

I knew a guy
that happened to
all the time.

Best glass smith
in New England.

Nobody could free-blow
a vase like Theodore Bundy.

Can you imagine...
Ted Bundy?

An amazing craftsman,
couldn't sell a vase.

We know who you are, Farzin.

Is she right, Farzin?

I could blow off
a kneecap...
FARZIN: Wait. Look.

All I did was
make the connection

between Hasaan and a friend
in the port in Charleston.

His men are dead.

He needs a way out.
He must have
contacted you again.

No.

Okay, okay.
Yes. I got a message.

He needed a place
to lay low for a few hours.

I have the address.
(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Don't feel bad, Farzin.
You're a smuggler,
not a fighter.

TOM: (OVER PHONE)
Tell me you're okay.

Where have you...
Are you okay?

We need to meet.
LIZ: What's going on?

Wing Yee's, one hour.
I have good news.

(PHONE DIALS)

It's Tom.
He wants to meet.

That's not a good idea.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Aram.

The burner
wasn't Agent Keen's.

Or Mr. Reddington's.
It's was Tom's.

And he just called
Agent Keen.

What did they say?
They set a meeting.
One hour.

At a restaurant
called Wing Yee.

Does the Director know?

Yes. And it appears
he is sending a team.

Alert MPDC.
Send them the address.

Aram's got a line on Keen.

I can't leave him.

He's my brother,
I need to stay close.

I understand. I'll call.

(GRUNTS)

(GUN COCKS)

Who are you?

My name is Zal Bin Hasaan.

Lieutenant in the Quds Force

of the Army of
the Islamic Revolution
of Iran.

Four years ago,
Hasaan bombed a synagogue
in Buenos Aires,

killed 31 people,
14 women and children.

Hasaan walked away
with third degree
burns on his back.

My name is Zal Bin Hasaan.

Fine.

I just wanted to talk,
but listen, it's your funeral.

Hang on for a second,
all right?

We got statements
from all the hostages.

Let's move to release them.

(COUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

(COUGHING)

Huh?

(CELL PHONE RINGS)
(BEEP)

Hey, sir.
Good to hear from you.

Do you have time to talk?
Because there's a situation.

We got a lead on
Keen's whereabouts.
Hers and Tom's.

Tom?
Yeah.
We ran a tap on his phone.

Heard them set up a meeting.

That's aiding and abetting.

I told him to stay away.
He's gonna regret he didn't.

Donald, there's something
that I need to
talk to you about.

Look, sir. We're gonna
clear Keen's name first
and then yours,

and get things
back to normal.

I'll call you
when it's done.

You were right,
he's not Hasaan.

Who is he?

Well, the way he's singing,
he could be Ethel Merman
for all I care.

He's ready for you.

I need some air.
(AIR HISSING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

SAMAR: I just got off
the phone with
the State Department.

You entered
the country illegally,

so the American government
intends to deport you.

The US is not my home.

The Americans
want to send me
back to England?

No. The UK Home Office
is denying your return.

Your status there
was also illegal.

So, they're filing papers
to send you back to Iran.

That's...

Samar, they will kill me.

I've already put in
a request to grant you
political asylum.

I won't lose you again.

Some operative I am.

Barely recognize
my own wife.

Ex-wife.

You look great.

That, having to hide,
that's gonna end.

You're gonna have
a normal life, Liz.

A family, kids,
everything you always wanted.

I don't see that
happening anytime soon.

I found Karakurt.

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

Killing the CIA agents,
the senator, the Cabal.

Cooper's gonna call Ressler,
and he's gonna get started
on a plea deal.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

Stack up on me,
we go in hard.

On my count. Two, one.

I should get back.

Federal agents,
nobody move!
(GASPS)

You told me
that I should've
stayed on the boat.

Never come back.

The truth is
I never should've left.

You were in trouble
and I walked away.

You had a dream.

I wanted you
to follow it.

I still do.

That's what I'm trying
to tell you, Liz.

I am following it.

See what they all know.

You.

I read a review that said
the wonton soup was so good

it should be illegal.
(LAUGHING)

I dismissed it
as hyperbole.

My mistake.

(SLURPING)
I'm gonna need to see
your other hand.

That is a Beretta M9,
for which

I have a concealed
carry permit.

Go ahead
and get that for me.

Number's illegible.

Looks like you're gonna
have to come with me

until we get that
sorted out.

I'm not him. I swear.

Then why pretend?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Samar. You need to
secure the hostages
and clear the facility.

What are you talking about?

Now. The man you lost
is not Hasaan.

The real Hasaan
is there in the building.

The Lazarum abduction
was a Trojan horse.
(COUGHING)

You need to get
out of there now.

(ALL SHOUTING
IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)

MAN: Let's go. Move! Move!

(ALL SHOUTING
IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)

Let's go!
Get up! Up!

Move!

Move!

Let's go!
Move!

MAN: Go!

RAHAL: Take the Lazarum
employees outside.

Move! Move!
Move! Move!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(RAPID GUNFIRE)
(WOMAN SCREAMS)

(BODIES THUDDING)

(GUN COCKS)

RAHAL: Hasaan, we have
less than 10 minutes

before the building
is surrounded.

That's all we need.

Where's my sister?

Elizabeth Keen.

Elizabeth... (EXHALES)

Is that one from the news?

Who do you work for?

Who's paying you
to find her?

I've been contracted
by the German Consulate

on an international matter
that has nothing to do
with Keen.

I have diplomatic immunity.

You may expel me
or let me go.

But you may not,
under any circumstance,

bore me.

Is that true?
WRIGHT: Yes.

He's private security.

RESSLER: So why were you
on Crandall's jet?

He abducted
a German biophysicist.

I was tasked
with finding him...
You were on that jet

to find Elizabeth Keen.

Just like you were at
Wing Yee this morning.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, no.

I was at Wing Yee
for their wonton soup.

It is fantastic.

You should try some,
would calm your nerves.

Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt.
It's about Agent Navabi...

Hey. What do you
think you're doing?

Agent Ressler
seems to believe that
we work together,

that we are part
of some sort of

Cabal that has
attacked America.

And, apparently,
he will not rest

until he gets the answer
that he is looking for.

But he's too polite
to ask the question

in a manner
that will yield the truth.

I thought I'd
be of assistance.

If you think that you're...
ARAM: About Agent Navabi.

It is urgent.

They're watching.

I'm putting a stop to this.

Not yet.

Who told you Elizabeth Keen
was going to be
at that restaurant?

MR. SOLOMON: Let me guess.

You and I are
gonna play a game
of catch and release?

Nothing quite so humane.

All this time and
money and manpower
spent to find and kill me.

How many agents
are assigned to
this task force?

I want their names
and assignments.

I want that list.
(COCKS GUN)

I can't help you.

(WOMAN GASPS)

Now I think I need to
find someone who can.

You. Up.

Up! Up! Up!

Yes.

Where's your OIC?

Your officer
in charge, now!

It's me.

Tell me what's happening.

It's my brother.
They're calling him Hasaan.

I'm sorry, Samar.

I'm getting to the truth
a little too late.

The Lazarum hostages
have all been executed.

I don't understand.
If my brother is Hasaan,

why would he risk
an attack like this?

For the list.

The list of Mossad agents
and their informants

working around the world
to find and execute Hasaan.

That list is ISOO-secure.

It's not
available electronically.

There's only a hard copy.

Where?

The covert source
record room.

If that's where the list is,
that's where Hasaan is going.

In a few minutes,
half the federal agents
in Washington

will have that
building surrounded.

Your only job for now
is to stay alive.

I have to stop him.

DANUSH: Keep your hands
behind your head.

We got the location
from your men in Jordan.

All we need is the code.

I'll never give it to you.

My people are
prepared to die first.
So be it.

Down!

We'll get into
your precious safe
with or without you.

(GUNSHOT)

They'll be coming.
We have to go.

What are you doing?
They got into the building.

They'll find their
way into the safe.

We have to destroy the list
before they do.

I thought you quit.

Yeah, I did,
but then you left me, so...

(GUNSHOT)
Ahhh!

HASAAN: She's burned
the documents.

(GROANS)

There's almost
nothing left.

Samar, what did you do?

Hasaan, we have to go.

They have agents
preparing to enter.

(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

RAHAL: All of our plans,
and we're left with nothing.

Kill her and be
done with it.

SHAHIN: No.

She's Mossad.

Information we
need is in her head.

He will be dead
within the hour.

MAN: Clear!

Agents, move!

We take her with us.

We're looking for
Agent Samar Navabi,

taken 22 minutes ago
by Zal Bin Hasaan.

You have his photo
and a list of
known associates.

Stop every train,
search every car.

This woman's one of ours.

Bring her home.

There is nothing
noble about what
you're doing, Shahin.

Our parents
would be ashamed...

Our parents had no shame.

They were cowards.

How can you say that?
They died for
speaking the truth.

You've been fooled.

You turned your back on Iran,
joined Mossad.

Shahin, they killed
our parents.

Our parents
brought death
upon themselves,

and we suffered for it.

They betrayed us,
betrayed our country!

(ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

The Pishin bombing.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

It was you.

That was the day I became
the righteous warrior Zal.

(MAN YELLS)

REDDINGTON:
According to legend,

a great and wise bird
raised the young warrior Zal

in her nest atop
the highest peak
of Damavand.

When he came of age,

she gave him a plume
of her radiant
feathers to burn

if he was ever
in desperate need.

And she would
come to his aid.

Pity.

You seem to be
fresh out of feathers.

What do you want?

Well, another spin
of the bottle

in Melanie Reichman's
basement,

but I'll settle for you.

What now?

REDDINGTON:
That's your decision.

You can turn him in,
you know what will happen.

Rendition, hunger strikes,

eventually death in whatever
hell-hole he's thrown into.

Or you can give him to me.

The best I can offer
is death with a purpose.

Which is?

Agent Keen's freedom.

SHAHIN: Sister.

(GUN COCKS)

You swore to protect me.

SAMAR: I swore to
protect my brother.

He died in Pishin.

(VOICE BREAKING)
Hasaan is all yours.

Agent Navabi.

What?

What is it?

She... She's okay.

That was her.
(SNIFFS)

She's okay.
(SIGHS HEAVILY)

RESSLER: You're condoning
what he did.

Forcing this guy, Solomon,
to swallow a shank hook?

All that shows is
his callous disregard
for the law.

Our national security
is at risk.

While I don't approve
of your methods, Peter,

I am satisfied
that there's no connection

between you and
this Matias Solomon.

What I'm not satisfied by

is the explanation
for the raid
that captured him.

He tapped
Tom Keen's phone.

He heard Tom Keen
set up a meeting

with Elizabeth Keen
at Wing Yee.

Uh-huh.

And did he, um,
share this intel
with you?

RESSLER: No, he did not.

And when we found out,
we ran a tap of our own.

PETER: See what
I'm dealing with here?

This insubordination.

The only insubordination
I see is yours, Peter.

I really thought
I was clear.

Hating each other is fine.

Not sharing intel is not.

You and your team
will vacate this facility
by the end of the day.

That's a terrible mistake.

You have till 5:00 p.m.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(SIGHS)

Hey.
Sorry about earlier.

I had Keen.
I mean, she was
supposed to be there

and then this thing
with Samar.

What's he doing here?
Trying to help Liz.

You son of a...

We talked about this.
We agreed not
to work with him.

I told you
about their meeting,

about that call
between him and Keen.

You tipped them off!

If you will calm down...
What the hell
is he doing here?

Trying to help Liz.
I told you he wouldn't
be on board.

You are a lying scumbag,
and I don't trust you.

If you do, you're a fool.

So that's it, huh?

Just gonna walk away.
Hey, I'm talking to you!

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

Hey!
(RESSLER GRUNTING)

That's enough!
(ALARM CONTINUES BLARING)

(RESSLER GRUNTS)

Enough!

Leave it!

I have to live here.

You will have your meeting.

I'll be in touch
when I'm ready.

(DOOR LOCK BEEPS)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(LINE RINGING)

Harold,
Agent Keen tells me

you have the man
they call Karakurt.

Yes. And I intend
on turning him over

to the Bureau
as soon as possible.

Don't.

I have a better idea.

DIRECTOR: About Karakurt,

I'm told he's
with Harold Cooper.

Yeah, for now.

I've arranged for
an extraction team.

Good.

About earlier,
I appreciate
your understanding.

I don't know, Peter.

I've been on
the receiving end
of far worse.

As will you.

(INAUDIBLE)

I know you don't approve
of what I did,

giving him to Reddington.

Reddington saved your life.

If giving him Hasaan
was the price for that,

I'd pay it twice over.

It took me years
to mourn his loss.

Now I have to do it
all over again.

I spoke to the ER.

Sounds like
Levi's gonna make it.

Seems like a good guy.

He is.

I mean, this place,
this job, it's...

After Audrey died,
I came to work
the very next day.

It's so easy
to lose perspective,

forget what really matters.

Are you okay?

I'm not so sure.

What really matters is this.

Here.

Now.

Nothing else is guaranteed.