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Plot 332.

This is it.

[SPEAKS IN CHINESE]

Hey, what's going on here?

Lose the shovel.

Keep your hands
where I can see them.

What are you doing here?

[GRUNTING]

[SHOUTS]

[IN CHINESE] Mr. Liao,
pleasure to see you.

[IN CHINESE] What
do we have today?

Marjorie Lin Twenty-four

Unmarried She was
going for her PHD.

Cause of death?

Heart attack.

No history of illness, or STDS.

As requested.

- How much?
- Thirty-seven thousand.

I'll take it.

[♪♪♪]

[IN ENGLISH] You're
going to be so pretty.

I had the photo enhanced.

It's a rough
extrapolation of features...

since the face was
almost entirely blown out.

Ran it through
every FBI database.

Facial recognition, mug
shots, surveillance feeds.

Or just buy this boat,
and we could disappear.

Do you know how many images are
in the NGI database? Fifty-one million.

If we go away,
none of that matters.

Fifty-one million, and
not a single one of her.

Reddington knows who she is.

I know who she is.

That girl, that's me.

And the woman, I believe
that may be my mother.

That mean Reddington's your dad?

No.

My father died when
I was 4, in a fire.

Reddington was there. I
think she may have been too.

Why don't you just ask him?

If Reddington wanted me to know
the truth, he would've told me by now.

Wants to keep me from knowing.

And he will bully anyone
who might help me into silence.

Well, that's his
tell, the silence.

Berlin had me keep
tabs on him, or trying to.

Mention of his name was
like I'd asked for their firstborn.

He thinks fear protects him, but
fear he instills, silence can't hide it.

You can see it in their eyes.

Whenever I did, I knew
Reddington had been there.

- What?
- That stamp.

The ring, I've seen it before.

LIZ: Where?
- Berlin.

He wore a ring with that exact
hallmark. It's a Russian inspection stamp.

You know people
who worked with Berlin.

You could reach out.

RAYMOND: My apologies, Leonard.

I intended to be earlier.

You had a bullet removed
from your chest five days ago.

It's a wonder
you're here at all.

I've configured an optical
character recognition program...

to create hard copies of
the data of the Fulcrum.

That data's over 25 years
old. Much of it must be obsolete.

Most of the key delegations
are run by the same players.

The Director believes there
are many players on the board.

He thinks a bipolar world
is inherently more stable.

Whatever they're planning to
accomplish, it won't commence until 2017.

Well, he's advancing
the time line.

And with Hobbs gone, I've
lost my man on the inside.

We need to find Kenneth Jasper.

He's one of the Director's closest
allies. He'll know what they're planning.

I threatened to kill him when
he betrayed Roger Hobbs.

More specifically, I threatened
to cut out his tongue...

and deliver it to the Director
personally. He won't be easy to find.

But he's the best play.

Swanky digs.

Seeing as how you recently paid a
visit to my apartment in Bethesda...

you know I have a fondness for
the old and somewhat decrepit.

Dembe asked me to go to get
the interface for the Fulcrum.

He needed you
to get the Fulcrum.

He wanted you to
discover secrets.

Did you discover
any secrets, Lizzy?

What's that?

Please help yourself.

LIZ: Identification
documents for Lien Mah.

Fake birth certificate.

Fake passport.

Death certificate.

Proof of embalming.

Everything necessary to convince
the U.S. State Department...

that Lien Mah was
a Chinese national...

who died while visiting
the United States...

and to arrange for her
body's return to her homeland.

Who would ship a fictitious
Chinese corpse to China?

A rather clever
smuggler, I imagine.

So if Lien Mah is fake, then whose
body are they shipping overseas?

"Marjorie Lin, 24, was laid
to rest Monday afternoon.

Not 10 hours later, her body was
stolen in a brazen midnight grave robbery."

You think the smuggler is
using Marjorie Lin's body?

Compare the photo on
Lien Mah's false passport...

to the photo of
Marjorie Lin in the paper.

Same woman.

But why this case?
What's your angle?

This smuggler also has
business with the Cabal.

- The Cabal?
- The Taiwan festival bombing in 2011.

Thirty-two dead, nine injured.

The IED that took
out the convoy...

headed to the Chinese
consulate in Jakarta last year...

another 17 dead.

Both were engineered
by the Cabal.

And this same smuggler was
used to transport those explosives...

to their final destinations.

You wanna target
one of their assets?

I went to the Director,
showed him the Fulcrum...

restored the détente.

The détente is over, Lizzy.

What you know
about the Fulcrum...

what the Director
now knows you know?

By saving me, you revealed
yourself to be a potent enemy...

a target they will try
to discredit or destroy.

The smuggler.

We need to find the smuggler.

So we obtained a list from State of all the
foreign nationals who died on U.S. soil...

and were repatriated back
to their home countries.

- Of these, seven in particular stood out.
- How so?

ARAM: Passports were
forged using fictitious names...

just like the documentation that
Mr. Reddington provided on Marjorie Lin.

Who were these women really?

Marjorie Lin, a.k.a. Lien Mah,
wasn't the only body that was stolen.

We were able to match forged
photos with seven grave robberies...

in which the bodies were
Asian females under 35.

Chinese, to be specific.

And all were shipped
to various cities in China.

Do we know who
received the shipments?

I contacted Chinese authorities.
They're launching an investigation.

We doubt they'll come up with
much. Given the forged paper trails...

my bet is these funeral
parlors don't even exist.

Based on this
guy's track record...

there's a chance he was
moving explosives in caskets.

As soon as our suspect
files the paperwork...

authorizing transportation
of Lien Mah back to China...

we'll know the flight number,
and we can go seize the casket.

[♪♪♪]

- That's enough for today.
- Just one more lap, Raymond.

- This is an important part of your therapy.
- You should have let me die.

Nobody told me about
this aimless walking.

- Jasper's gone.
- How gone?

Canceled all meetings and fled
in his Gulfstream four days ago.

Bogus flight plan. No
record of any visas issued.

Not as much as
a passport swiped.

Call Alex and Barton. Book
them a flight to Key West.

Jasper's yacht is docked
at the Admiral's Club Marina.

A Benetti Romanza.

[RAYMOND SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]

Barton can pass for
Jasper from a distance.

Go aboard, take her out
a mile or two, blow her up.

Dembe will make it appear
to be a death by misadventure.

Tip off Frasier at The Journal
and Brenda Short at Holford Capital.

Stock in Jasper's
conglomerate...

Century View Media
will start hemorrhaging...

as soon as news of his tragic
disappearance goes viral.

Within hours, he'll have to hold a
press conference to stem the bleeding.

And then we'll have his
location, or at least a starting point.

And if he decides
to ride it out?

He has two viciously
rapacious ex-wives.

A Brazilian bull
shark of a mistress...

and a thoroughbred
ranch south of Ocala...

that's a bottomless money pit.

He'll turn up.

If you're gonna keep stopping by like this,
we should consider getting you an office.

I'm getting sworn
in tomorrow, Harold.

I'm aware. Big day.

You're damn right.

I've been getting calls from
The Times, from The Post.

There were witnesses. People
think it was Reddington who was shot.

People know it was him.

We can deal with rumors. What's
harder is proof, and there isn't any.

Press believes a fugitive from the
FBI's most wanted list was here in D.C.

Looks like I don't know
anything. It gives the impression...

I'm more focused on transitioning
into the job than doing the job.

I want this handled.

- How do you suggest I do that?
- A reporter at The Post.

His name is Josh Mandell.

I want you to leak him
something, anything.

A redacted operational
report to Reven Wright.

Just enough to convey that my office and
the FBI are all over the Reddington case.

You're asking me to fabricate
and then leak a classified document.

Yes.

It's public relations, Harold.

Lien Mah's body was
delivered to Dulles.

The casket's scheduled to
be on Flight 241 to Beijing.

Contact airport
authority. Stop that flight.

Make sure casket doesn't
make it to the cargo hold.

Get an EOD team
to meet us on site.

[PHONE BUZZES]

I just heard from
Reddington. He wants to meet.

- About what?
- He won't say.

He's still worried about leaks.
I'll have to catch up with you later.

MAN: Our preliminary x-rays
didn't reveal any explosive material...

or objects with a density common
to C4 or other incendiary plastics.

We won't know what we
got for sure till we get inside.

To be safe, we're gonna
let the robot crack it.

That's definitely Marjorie Lin.

- Interior looks clear.
- That's not possible.

Our intel says that something's
being smuggled in that casket.

What if what we're looking
for isn't in the casket?

What if he's brazen enough to
hide the contraband in the body itself?

We're not gonna open that body.

No one wants to put this woman through
anything more than she's endured...

but I'm afraid we're
going to have to insist.

You know, when I was... When I
was a kid, I wanted to race motorcycles.

And my mom said, "No, Jeffrey.
Go into medicine. It's safe."

Thanks a lot, Mom. All right.

Here we go. Helmet
on. Okay, yeah.

Whoo.

Okay.

Okay.

Definitely should not
have had tuna for lunch.

Wish me luck.

[♪♪♪]

Okay.

Here we go. Nice and easy.

Nice and easy.

All right.

I'm gonna open her up by cutting
along the path of the previous incision.

Here we go.

I'm in.

All of the internal organs
appear normal, post-embalmment.

Nothing here appears
to be out of the ordinary.

She's clean. In fact,
she's immaculate.

This is one of the most impeccably
preserved bodies I have ever seen.

We're clear.

[TOILET FLUSHES]

Did the same thing last month.

It's probably why you
don't recognize me.

Konstantin.

Berlin, man, he's tough.

I had to get away for a while, go
to Germany, figure a few things out.

I come here for
the peace and quiet.

Sure. Sorry.

Gosh, you know, I just thought
maybe you could help me.

He said to piss off, pal.

Just take a minute.

[♪♪♪]

I don't know who that is.

I think you do.

Why don't you take another look?

We got a problem.

Let him go.

- You okay? TOM: Yeah.

- I believe he was asking
for a name. MAN: I can't.

I swore on my life I wouldn't.

You swore to whom?

Son of a bitch.

Who's Bill Kershaw?

LIZ: Where is it?
I know it's here.

That's how you knew I was here,
how you knew I saw the picture.

It's why you threatened people.

JASPER [ON TV]: The important
thing is for our stockholders...

to understand that
I am alive and well.

REPORTER: And we understand that
you've lined up a series of interviews...

- so that you can reassure...
- Call Hollenbeck in Boston.

I want a surveillance team outside
that station when Jasper leaves.

We should find out from
Dr. Rentovitch if I'm cleared to fly.

LIZ: Where are you? Where
are you? Where are you?

Raymond.

REPORTER: want to be
reassured that this company is stable.

Hello, Mr. Kershaw.

[GROANS]

I saw your name on the mailbox.

I know you're listening.
You know how I know?

Because this is where
you keep all of your secrets.

You don't want anyone
finding those out, do you?

Well, unless you answer my
questions, I'm gonna find every last one.

[♪♪♪]

Let me have your phone.

[PHONE BUZZES]

You've made your point, Agent Keen.
It's time we discuss the photograph.

[♪♪♪]

RAYMOND: The girl is you.

And the woman is your mother.

[♪♪♪]

What was her name?

I knew her as Katarina Rostova.

One of her many names.

She was a KGB agent.

The girl, the night of
the fire, they called her...

Masha.

You were born in Moscow.

Your parents... Father and...

They were both in
foreign intelligence.

You said she died of
weakness and shame.

Yeah.

You were there that night. I
need to know what happened.

You want to know.

There's a difference.

Dr. Orchard told me someone
blocked my memory of that night.

Was it you?

Yes.

Why?

I'm not going to tell you.

You have a picture of my mother
in your weird little apartment.

Why?

Were you in love with her?

Is that why my father died?

You killed him because you
were in love with my mother?

Tell me what happened.

Please.

I'm not gonna tell you
what happened, Lizzy.

Then I'll find out for myself.

CHARLENE: What's on your mind?

Tom Connolly wants me
to leak intel to the press.

What kind of intel?

Classified.

I should have said no, but I
get the distinct impression...

that my position in this clinical trial
is contingent on doing him favors.

So do them. I mean, don't
people leak information all the time?

You hear what I said?

He's leveraging
my health, my life.

Harold, you're a decent man...

the man I fell in love with.

And now you're asked
to do something indecent.

But if you are telling me
that your life depends...

on whether Tom Connolly
gets what he wants...

you know my opinion.

I do.

And you know mine.

Reddington said
that the smugglers...

facilitated several terrorist
incidents in the past.

Had to have been transporting
something in that casket.

Wasn't drugs or explosives.

Maybe it was the stolen
bodies themselves.

Guys, come here. Check this out.

Photo on the left was
taken by the coroner...

who pronounced Marjorie
Lin dead five days ago.

The one on the right was
taken at the airport yesterday.

- Notice anything?
- Their teeth are different.

Bingo. When she died,
Marjorie Lin didn't have veneers.

Her teeth were fixed postmortem?

ARAM: And that is not easy
to pull off, given the time frame.

Process normally takes weeks. Miss
Lin's body was only taken two days ago.

According to Danover Labs...

the order was delivered
to a Dr. Henry McGlasson.

I dug a little deeper into this guy
and contacted the medical board.

They did have an address:
3230 Kettering Drive.

How'd it go with Reddington?
He have any insights?

No, but I did.

My face is out there.

I've done five interviews
in the last four hours.

The reporting has been corrected. It'll just
take time for the share price to recover.

The front desk called.
The radio people are here.

Put Theelan on it.

Tell him to flog his boy
from the SEC and get it done.

We'll be wheels up
again in two hours.

I'll do the video
uplink in the air.

Hello, Kenneth.

Regrettably, your interview
has been canceled, but don't fret.

I'm quite certain my questions
will be much more provocative.

[♪♪♪]

LIZ: FBI. Hands
where I can see them.

[♪♪♪]

ARAM [OVER RADIO]: You're
standing in front of a ghost bride.

- Come again. A what? ARAM:
It's an outlawed folk custom.

Chinese form of
ancestor worship.

When a family member dies,
the relatives are obligated...

to tend to that person's needs.

If they die unmarried, they'll find
themselves alone on other side.

And unhappy spirits tend to come
back and haunt their living relatives.

- What are the paper dolls
for? ARAM: The ceremony.

The family crafts a doll for
the deceased groom, as well.

After which, the female's remains are
buried alongside the deceased male.

Believe it or not, with
all the women in China...

young, attractive, unmarried
female corpses are rare...

which would explain why our
suspect exported bodies from the U.S.

I'm sorry, but this guy
digs up bodies in America...

then he sends them back
to China to be reburied?

Mail-order corpse brides.

Selected based on age,
lineage, education, attractiveness.

And that explains the veneers.

This one was clearly crafted
to resemble Marjorie Lin.

Same general features, but it
begs the question: Who's this one?

They're gonna
steal another body.

Agent Navabi.

I imagine you're knee-deep in
pilfered corpses at the moment.

But right now I
require a woman...

with your particular
experience and training.

What?

There must be over a hundred
thousand dollars in this case.

Heads up, Kenneth.

I'm afraid I mean
quite literally.

I'm gonna need you to keep
your head up for this next part.

It's bad news, old boy.

I know.

A few days ago, I
offered to crown you king...

and now here you sit.

Well, the road not taken.

This is Agent Navabi.

She was trained by Mossad in
enhanced interrogation techniques.

I thought you two
should have a little visit.

Why don't we get started?

I analyzed the money you
found in the ceiling tile...

and found a couple of anomalies.

Turns out the cash is worth a lot more
than the 100 grand the bills represent.

How is that even possible?

All the serial numbers
start with A888...

and none of them
include the number 4.

In Cantonese and most
regional Chinese dialects...

the word for "four" sounds
like the word "death."

What does that have
to do with the bills?

It is statistically impossible to have
this many bills and not have any fours...

unless, of course, the bills were
printed specifically without any fours.

- You're saying they're counterfeit.
- Prosperity notes...

worth about 5
bucks to every dollar.

Only one place you can buy
an entire batch of currency...

with this sort of
customized detail.

Whoever paid the suspect bought
the prosperity notes from U.S. Treasury.

If we trace who bought the
bills, we might ID the next client.

I already contacted the Treasury.
The buyer was one Mr. Chaoxiang Han.

Kenda.

I looked into this guy,
and... Thanks so much.

And we found this article
published last February.

"Mr. and Mrs. Chaoxiang Han
mourned the loss of only son Jin...

the heir apparent to the Han
tech empire, worth billions."

Says he committed suicide
after he was left at the altar...

by his fiancée, An Bai, after which she
emigrated to D. C. to live with her father.

He works at the embassy. She's
currently attending Georgetown.

COOPER: An Bai
is the next victim.

But isn't she supposed to already
be dead? Isn't that how this works?

Uh, the parents must
blame her for Jin's suicide.

They're determined to make An
Bai his bride, if not in life, in death.

COOPER: You two head to An Bai's.
Get me the security office at Georgetown.

[♪♪♪]

Oh, my goodness.

[RAYMOND LAUGHS]

Remember that fantastic film
from the '70s, Marathon Man?

Oh, my God, what a film.

Laurence Olivier as the
ex-Nazi super bad guy/dentist.

And Dustin Hoffman as...

I think he was a graduate
student, wasn't he?

Anyway, that interrogation
scene, oh, my gosh.

Olivier drilling into Hoffman's
teeth right down into the nerve.

Oh, God, I can just feel it.

The screaming and
writhing, the sound of the drill.

And, of course, Hoffman
delirious with pain...

saying anything, true or not, just
to stop the excruciating nightmare.

"Is it safe?" "Yes, it's safe."

"Is it safe?" "No,
no, it's not safe!"

You know, he'd say anything.

And then that guy comes
in... What's his name?

The... With the great
teeth and that hair...

Anyway, nothing much comes of
it. Hoffman doesn't know anything.

But what a scene.

Unfortunately, nothing
quite so dramatic today.

We're gonna be
more businesslike.

That Novocain Agent
Navabi just gave you...

should be starting to kick in right
about now. So here's our plan.

You're gonna tell us what
sort of mass-casualty event...

or events the
Director is planning.

Either you answer
our questions...

or we're gonna yank
out all your teeth today.

I told you.

I don't know.

The Director never
spoke of his plans with me.

I'm not in the loop
on operational details.

I don't believe that.

I offered you an opportunity...

to elevate your position
within the Cabal, Kenneth.

You declined and instead
remained loyal to the Director.

I assumed you had greater aspirations,
but you don't, do you, Kenneth?

You rejected my offer
because as it turns out...

you're quite satisfied
with your station.

That's how I know you're one
of the primary decision makers.

Clearly, you are
very much in the loop.

You don't understand
my loyalty, do you?

Because you have nothing in
your life worth staying loyal to.

William Devane.

It was William Devane...

with those marvelous
teeth and that great hair.

Oh, I love William Devane.

Anyway, that said, dentistry
makes me a little queasy...

so I'll leave you and my lovely
associate to the business at hand.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Look at me.

Sir, we don't have much time.

We need to move quickly
before he comes back.

I have orders from the
Director to get you out of here.

Stay behind me and keep quiet.

[♪♪♪]

Stop.

Get in the car. Go.

I've scrambled P.D. to An Bai's house.
They should get there before you do.

- Were you able to reach her?
- No answer on cell. I'll try her home line.

For Satan himself is
transformed into an angel of light.

Corinthians.

- Where are we going?
- I have orders to take you to the Director.

I was aware we had someone on
the inside, but I just didn't know who.

Well, I'm not on the inside anymore.
I just blew my cover to save you.

It took me nine months to get Reddington
and that damn task force to trust me.

Look, the Director
won't take any chances.

If he thinks I've divulged any
information in their plans, I am done.

I need you to make it
clear that I didn't break.

I don't know what you said
before Reddington brought me in.

Nothing. That's why
Reddington brought you in.

He knows the Director
is advancing the time line.

Plan is to trigger a series of events that
will bring us to the brink of another war.

- I didn't tell him. Leonard Caul.
- Reddington has the Fulcrum.

He has a blueprint outlining
our entire infrastructure.

If you leaked operational
details, we're done.

I didn't.

I don't even have those details.

I know we are targeting a defense
installation, but I don't know which one.

I'm serious.

The Director won't finalize
his choice until next week.

Then you have
nothing to worry about.

Why are we...? Where are
you taking me? This isn't...

In Corinthians, Satan wasn't
transformed into an angel of light.

He was disguised as one.

RAYMOND: Don't
look so glum, Kenneth.

You just spent 10 minutes being
ridden hard by Agent Navabi.

I'd die for five.

[ZIP TIE TIGHTENS]

[PHONE RINGING]

- Hello? ARAM: Miss Bai?

My name is Aram Mojtabai,
and I am an agent with the FBI.

We have reason to
believe you're in danger.

- What are you talking about?
- I'll explain.

I need you to find a
secure room in your house.

Make sure all the doors
and windows are locked.

The police are on their way, and I'm
gonna stay on the line until they arrive.

[♪♪♪]

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

ARAM: Miss Bai.

Hello?

Miss Bai, hello? Hello,
are you still there?

Miss Bai?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Fifty-three to Dispatch.
We're here at the location.

Doesn't seem to be anyone home.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Hang on.

Hands! Show me hands.

Step out of the car.

MAN [OVER DISPATCHER]:
That's Charlie 14.

Cancel that, F15.

You don't have any idea
what you've done, do you?

You're the one charged with
a dozen felonies, Mr. Zhang.

You're the one who
almost took a woman's life.

And how many lives did you take?

This tradition in Chinese culture
that you think is just some ghost story...

with no basis in the real world.

But this, this is
the real world.

You were in a fire?

My older brother died
when he was only 27.

I'm sorry.

My brother, he was unmarried.

And in the years to follow, he
haunted my family from the grave.

My father worked for the
same factory for 32 years.

They closed down four
months after my brother's death.

And the bad luck
that followed was...

Our home was destroyed
by a catastrophic fire.

My mother and
father did not survive.

I sat with my mother in the
hospital the day she passed.

Saw the fear in her eyes.

She said, "You know
why this happened.

It will never stop until
you appease your brother."

So that night...

I stole the body of a young
woman from our village...

and buried her
alongside my brother.

A wife for him, a husband
for her in the next life.

[♪♪♪]

And from that day on,
the bad luck was gone.

Just like my brother haunted me,
Jin Han haunts his parents now.

Because of you,
he's not appeased.

And now he will
bring bad luck...

to those who have denied
his happiness in the next life.

That includes you
and your fellow agents.

We know you don't work exclusively
as an independent operator.

Your skill as an international
smuggler has made you quite valuable.

Valuable? To who?

To an organization
some call the Cabal.

- I don't know what that is. SAMAR:
You may not know the name...

you know who hired you to
procure the weapon used...

in the Taiwanese
festival bombing.

Or the convoy hit in Jakarta.

I'm listening.

There's going to be an
attack on U.S. soil next week.

You were contracted to
bring an item into the country...

something we believe will
be instrumental in that attack.

We need to know what
it is and when it's coming.

- Heh. You're wrong.
- We're not wrong.

We know you were contracted.

ZHANG: Not about that.

I was called to
arrange a delivery.

But not for an item.

It was an agent.

The one they call Karakurt.

Karakurt? Who is that?

And he's not arriving next week.

He's already here.

You see, Agent Keen, your
bad luck is already beginning.

[♪♪♪]

COOPER: I need a minute.

I'm out.

I'm not leaking classified data.
Not for you, not for anybody.

You're out? Out of what?

Whatever the hell kind of
game it is you and I are playing.

You know I'm ill. I came
to you for help, as a friend.

I thought that you
offered as a friend.

- I did.
- Enough games, Tom.

You used it to leverage
me, to hold it over my head...

as a way to guarantee my
assistance whenever you need it.

You think I pulled strings trying to save
your life for my own personal benefit?

Look me in the eye
and tell me I'm wrong.

Oh, I'll do better
than that, Harold.

I'll look you in the eye and
tell you you're not even close.

The situation is much,
much worse than you think.

You're absolutely right. I helped you to
get close, to get leverage, but not for me.

Buddy, come on. We're
done with the games.

I'm sure a smart guy like you
can guess who's calling my plays.

The Cabal.

[CHUCKLES]

A quaint term that no one
actually involved would ever use.

Why me?

If you guys are as powerful as I'm
told, what the hell do you need me for?

All in good time, Harold.

What matters now is that
you realize one key thing...

that you understand it and internalize
it with every fiber of your being.

- And that is?
- We own you.

You perjured yourself
to protect Agent Keen.

You broke federal law by disclosing
the time line of a pending indictment.

If that weren't enough, a classified
document was leaked today to The Post.

- I told you, I won't do it.
- You're not understanding me, Harold.

It's already done.

It seems your wife doesn't
share your ethical principles.

You wouldn't do it, so Charlene
made the hard decision for you.

That's how much she loves you.

God knows my wife wouldn't
commit any felonies for my behalf.

I'm sure you're thinking up
all of the moves you have left.

Careful.

The people I speak for won't hesitate
to hurt you or her if they need to.

So, what now?

Like I said, all will
soon be revealed.

Come on. I think they're
almost ready to start.

A package arrived for you.

It was flagged by security, and I
think you need to see it for yourself.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

I had a little chat
with Jasper today.

Turns out he wasn't very
good at holding his tongue...

so I thought I'd
give you a shot at it.

[♪♪♪]

[DON BROWNRIGG'S "HOW ARE
YOU SUPPOSED TO KNOW?" PLAYS]

♪ A picture of yourself ♪

♪ Armed with all you know ♪

"I, Thomas P. Connolly,
do solemnly swear..."

I, Thomas P. Connolly,
do solemnly swear...

MAN: "that I will support
and defend the Constitution...

of the United
States of America."

that I will support and
defend the Constitution...

of the United States of America.

♪ It's the roots
that trip that grow ♪

[LINE RINGING]

[PHONE BUZZING]

♪ Search yourself
for something ♪

♪ For something
you've not done ♪

LIZ [ON RECORDING]:
You've reached Elizabeth Keen.

Please leave your
message at the tone.

♪ A life of your own ♪

♪ In the city where
convenience ♪

♪ Is the throw of a stone ♪

♪ How are you supposed to know ♪

♪ How you are supposed to go? ♪

[IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
Welcome to America, Sir.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Come in.

Wanna talk about it?

♪ Living's all you've got ♪

♪ Dodge the fake and fiending ♪

♪ And all the
things you're not ♪

♪ How are you
supposed to know? ♪

[♪♪♪]

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