All language subtitles for Blacklist S01E12 The Alchemist (No. 101).DVDRip.HI.en.SNY

[♪♪♪]

There's someone I
think you should find.

He's a man who protects the
guilty by preying on the innocent.

He's killed women,
children, infants, if need be.

Whatever the
particular job calls for.

I bring this to your attention
because I've learned that

he's been contracted to protect
Pytor Madrczyk and his wife.

The mob informant? The same.

And this Blacklister,
does he have a name?

They call him the Alchemist.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

[GASPS THEN CHUCKLES]

[ECHOING] You okay?

I'm fine. Ha, ha.

♪ Eyes closed ♪

♪ Holding on ♪

[GRUNTING]

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

♪ Daybreak ♪

LIZ: Why do they call
him the Alchemist?

RAYMOND: Because
he relies upon science

to transform one
person into another.

[♪♪♪]

Pytor?

Pytor. Where am I? Huh?

Where am I? What's going
on? Where are you taking me?

I don't know what you're
talking about. Ow. My teeth.

Are we on a plane?
Yes, we're on a plane.

What the...?

Pytor, is she okay?

Is she dead? Why are
you calling me Pytor?

Your passport. I
don't have a passport.

I don't like to fly. I
don't have tattoos.

Who are you? Your pilot.

Better buckle up.

[SHRIEKING]

[ALARM BEEPING]

[AUTOMATED VOICE
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Oh...

[CRASH]

[♪♪♪]

MEERA: The victims
of the plane crash

were Pytor and
Catherine Madrczyk.

Serbian mob turned informants.

Reddington said these
people were gonna disappear.

Now they're burned beyond
recognition. What's his explanation?

He hasn't given one.
Call him, get him here.

He'll only meet off-site. He doesn't think
the mole hunt ends with Newton Phillips.

Reddington believes there's
someone on the inside.

Well, the DOJ disagrees.
They're satisfied it's over.

Whoever was surveilling
us, they're not on this unit.

What I'm concerned about
at the moment is this case.

If this crash is not an accident,
then I wanna know what it is.

So meet with
Reddington, get him to talk.

MAN: Here's where we
are on your mole hunt.

Yadin spent three days
reviewing tragedy texts

between government employees,

on and around the day
the black site was breached.

We've been sifting through
phone calls, digital data, everything.

You're burying
the lead, Borakove.

It's just, we haven't quite... I
mean, another week or two and...

There he is. We brought a little
something for Julian. A care package.

It's a Tibetan singing bowl.

What do we have here? Some
jackfruit, vitamin D, kola nuts.

But we've gotta get him to eat
more protein, he looks like hell.

He isn't vegan, is he?

Anyway, I've also included a couple
of my favorite Richard Pryor records.

I wanna try and inject a little
levity into the proceedings.

Julian looks so
crabby all the time.

House arrest can
be grueling. Heh.

Didn't you spend like
four months in Phonthong?

Seven. BORAKOVE:
How did you survive?

Naps.

Occasional calisthenics.

So the defense fund,
where do we stand?

Well, we've put together an
amazing team, but it's expensive.

He's been holed up in that
embassy for what, two years?

It could go on forever and cost a
fortune. I'm practically bankrolling

the entire defense fund as it
is. For that, I need best efforts.

Surely there's some
stone you've left unturned.

BORAKOVE: We have
a man inside a company

that shreds
classified documents.

Mostly private firms that do
business with the government.

We've got mountains of raw
data, it's just not worth the trouble.

Not only is it impossible to
reassemble, it's second-tier intel.

Put it together.

You're kidding, right?

Borakove, I hate sarcasm
and I love puzzles.

[♪♪♪]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

I think I was followed.

You were, by my people.

Is this really necessary?
Yes. It's a sanctuary.

And until the deficit in your organization
is found, I'm keeping a low profile.

You were wrong about Madrczyk.

You said the Alchemist was
hired to protect him, now he's dead.

Pytor Madrczyk is
alive. No, he's dead.

Your medical examiner has it
wrong. It's been confirmed by the lab.

DNA tests and... Dental prints.

Yes.

You can't change
DNA. The Alchemist can.

Lizzy, this man is
a forensic virtuoso.

He's an artist who paints
in blood and saliva samples.

Human tissue is his canvas.

I'm not ashamed to say he's even
better than me at helping people disappear.

Which is why Madrczyk
hired him and not myself.

Wait, Madrczyk tried to hire
you? Competition is fierce.

Are you telling me that you
know where he wanted to flee?

If I tell you,

you have to promise me
you'll try the fertilized duck eggs.

It's a daring and unique
dining experience.

You'll think you've
died and gone to hell.

You have eyes on the target?

Target is dead. Hold tight
while I look for his ghost.

My ex, Audrey,
she's getting married.

She just texted me again,
wants to meet for drinks.

To talk about Tassels.

Tassels? That her dog?

No, it's the guy. He's a hedge-fund guy.
Pink shirt, loafers with those tassels.

Anyway, the thing is, I gotta tell
her I'm happy for her when I'm not.

The guy's a tool.

[♪♪♪]

I have eyes on him.

He's headed your way.

Any sign of the
wife? Nope, it's him.

LIZ [OVER RADIO]:
Everyone in position.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING AND LAUGHING]

[♪♪♪]

[MAN GRUNTS]

[♪♪♪]

[BOTH SHOUT IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

MAN [ON TV]: Officials
blame engine failure

for the plane
crash. They claim...

[TV TURNS OFF]

Hey, you're home.

How was the job
interview? I didn't go.

I mean, I got there...

but I couldn't.

Because all I could
think about was you.

And your dad.

My dad? Just everything
you've been through.

And I realized, I can't
put you in that position

of choosing between
your career and me.

Thank you. You're welcome.

But Jeni is due in six weeks.

And I think she's expecting
us to take her baby.

I'm expecting us
to take her baby.

I think about it all the time.

Do you?

Because we never talk about it.

It used to be all that
mattered. I know.

I would quit my job if I could.
I know you don't believe that.

I'm not asking
you to quit your job.

I just need you to be more
safe and to be more present.

I can do that, I promise.

And you have so many secrets.

And I wish you didn't, because
I don't have any secrets.

Except one thing. I may have
watched the last Real Housewives

in my hotel room without you.

I know. It showed up
on our Netflix queue.

Sorry.

I will do anything
to make this easier.

Yeah? Anything? Mm. Anything.

You remember Mrs. Sutton? She
wanted to throw us a baby shower?

Invite all the teachers?
Please tell me she's not.

We're hosting.

[♪♪♪]

LIZ: We got the
autopsy results back

for the male
victim on the plane.

The dental plates pulled by the
ME were within the margin of error.

Not perfect, but close
enough to determine a match.

Then when they inspected
the teeth themselves,

they found they'd been altered.

What do you mean? His teeth
had been surgically replaced.

Some of them filed, modified.

Okay. Filing teeth I get,
it's strange, but the DNA?

Somehow the Alchemist got Madrczyk's
DNA into the body of this John Doe.

[MAN CHANTING IN
FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

How does he do it?

I don't know even half of it.

I've heard rumors.

Removing the white
blood cells from a victim

and replacing them with the
red blood cells of his client.

Leaving cloned DNA at crime
scenes to mislead the police.

Even incorporating synthetic
DNA into genuine human tissue.

So this isn't just evidence
tampering, this is genetic manipulation.

Yes.

It's a trade in death.

The guilty give their
blood and genetic identity,

the innocent give their
life for the guilty to live.

If you find the Alchemist, you
have a chance to resurrect the dead.

To bring to justice
some of the most

vile creatures who ever lived.

[♪♪♪]

April 2009, an $8
billion Ponzi scheme

wipes out the savings of every
account holder at Chariton National.

December 2011,
seven people are found

dead in a diner,
victims of a mob hit.

Two months later, the Bronx DA files
charges on behalf of 24 teenage boys

who claimed they were molested
at church. There are more,

and in each of these cases,

investigators found
perpetrators of the incidents dead.

According to Reddington, they're not.
How many cases is he talking about?

The female victim on the
plane was named Sarah Jenkins.

How did you identify her?

The Alchemist knew that based on
our forensic procedure, we wouldn't run

tests necessary to distinguish
between synthesized and natural DNA.

Now that we know
what we're looking for,

we pulled bone marrow,
ran it against our database.

Jenkins was single, lived alone.

But I did find this.

Last time she was online
was over 72 hours ago.

She visited this dating website.

Which is also where I met
Phyllis Turkenburg and her cankles.

Aram, Sarah Jenkins,
who was she online with?

We don't know, but we've
issued a subpoena to find out.

[♪♪♪]

I got a call. Are you
Trettel? We have a situation.

Yeah, we have a situation.

You crashed our jet,
murdered five people.

We're supposed to be
gone, you assured us.

I was on my way to Budapest when
my husband was taken into FBI custody.

Who did you tell? We paid
you to make us disappear.

Mrs. Madrczyk, I need you
to listen to me carefully...

What is this place? Is this
where you do the work?

Write down the names of anyone
you think might know your plans.

Family, friends, anybody.

I didn't tell anybody.

I need the name of
your husband's lawyer.

Clark Schroeder, why?
Are you calling him?

Please, tell me you can...

[SILENCED GUNSHOT]

RESSLER: You broke an immunity
agreement, which means you're going to jail

unless you start talking about
the Alchemist. Who is he?

Got a cigarette?

Yeah. I do.

[♪♪♪]

I never met the guy, everything
was done through the couriers.

He gives you this...
It's like a checklist.

Checklist for what? Everything.

Medical and dental records,
blood samples, saliva.

How much did you pay
him? I want to talk to my wife.

Tell us about the accounts
he used to take payment,

we can start talking
about a new deal.

[KNOCK ON DOOR THEN DOOR OPENS]

Attorney's here.

Who are you? MAN:
Mikkelson. Schroeder's en route.

Moment with my client?

How long did they have
you here before I arrived?

Where's Schroeder?
He should be in here now.

I don't even know who you are.

I need to know exactly
what you told them.

No, you don't.

All you need to know is how
you're gonna get me out of here.

That's why I have you
schmucks on retainer.

All right, calm down. Take
a breath. I was abducted.

Flown 4500 miles to be put
into this box. Call Schroeder!

Tell him to put his damned golf
clubs down and show his ass here now.

Give me one of those.

[COUGHING]

Sarah Jenkins was
using an online dating site.

That's how the
Alchemist found her.

Gave him everything he needed to
double her as Catherine Madrczyk.

Who's the date? Did you get a
name? No, an alias. But we got a photo.

[♪♪♪]

Ressler?

Get a medic.

[♪♪♪]

MEERA: We pulled the
unsub's photo off a dating website

and got a match from
a rental car camera.

His name's Eric Trettel.
Flunked out of med school.

Falsified a degree from Harvard

and used it to land a job in
the Human Genome Project.

He spun that into a career as an expert
witness specializing in DNA evidence.

He testified in a case
on behalf of Carlos Trena.

A soldier in the D'Angelo crime
family facing three counts of murder one.

Trettel was hired to present
exculpatory DNA evidence.

Problem is, that
evidence was falsified.

Trettel was outed as
a fraud and disgraced.

Two weeks later he disappeared.

It was believed either the
D'Angelo family had him killed

or he fled to avoid indictment.

Did he have friends? A family?
A wife and daughter in Bethesda.

Keen, pay the wife a
visit. Ressler, find that car.

Well, when's the last
time you saw him?

Six years ago, after the trial.

Annie was only 2 when he left.

[MACHINE BEEPING]

Honey, why don't you grab something
to eat? Some nuts in the kitchen.

Your daughter, she's
diabetic? Just diagnosed.

How much does she
know about her father?

You shouldn't be here. Eric
is a very dangerous man.

In his head, he thinks
we're still together, a family.

So you're saying you've
had contact with him?

He comes here sometimes. He
says he wants to help Annie and me.

I say no, but he
doesn't hear it.

He only becomes more determined.

That's what he loves about
science, it's the challenge.

The way it pushes back at him.

It's the reason he spent
all those hours in the lab.

What lab?

Call came in less than 20 minutes
ago. The car was completely engulfed.

The remains match the
description of Catherine Madrczyk.

If it's her, I say our guy is
trying to cover his tracks.

[♪♪♪]

WOMAN: I got something.

RESSLER:
Two-six-one-seven-two-nine.

[♪♪♪]

We reached out to
the Germans for help.

They're the ones who
designed the software.

Ah, the Germans.

Despite the headlines,

they're still the best at keeping
an eye on their fellow man.

It works on pattern recognition.

It scans the fragments
and treats each scrap

as if it were part of
a huge jigsaw puzzle.

Font, color, shape,
thickness of paper.

It's all analyzed and used to
rebuild the original document.

You see, Borakove, you do have
a head underneath all that hair.

Forget Julian and his defense
fund. We have a bright future right...

Lizzy. Come look at this.

The boys have come up
with a remarkable little game.

I really don't understand
how any of it works,

but I just love that smell
the machines make.

Whose garbage are you
combing through now?

Yours. Shredded communications
from private contractors,

working with the DOJ,
NSA, CIA, FBI, all the initials.

This is about the incursion.

When you called you said
something about numbers.

We found this in the car
rented by the Alchemist.

Forensics ran an analysis on the
paper. Traced to a manufacturer in Albany.

They produce stock
for business forms.

One client stood out.
Bank Credit Suisse, Zurich.

We think this is a sequence of
numbers associated with a bank account.

Maybe one used to pay
the Alchemist. Perhaps.

It could be the combination
to his gym locker.

What do you know about
the man specifically?

What is it that makes
him unique? He's, um...

a scientist, an expert in DNA...

That's what he does. Who is he?

He's nobody. He's a lab rat.

[♪♪♪]

He's a lab rat.

Audrey texted me again.

What, is she trying to
rub my nose in this thing?

I'm not giving
Tassels my blessing.

Tassels is gonna have to
wait, I think I figured this out.

Come here, take a look at this.

Trettel's wife told me he had this lab
in the basement, so it got me thinking.

What if that number we
found in the car was from a lab?

Like a piece of equipment,
a model number, or...

[♪♪♪]

Or a serial number.

Hey. I wanna know who manufactures
equipment used to sequence DNA.

And find me the companies and clients
that they've sold to in the last six years.

[♪♪♪]

Mandy, hi. Thank you so
much for calling me back.

You are perfect for this
part I'm casting. Heh.

I need to put you on
tape for the producers.

I know it's such
short notice, I'm sorry.

But the part does
shoot tomorrow.

Great. All right, the
address is 75 Broadway.

ERIC: Remind me again
why I wanna be an actor.

I was just asking myself
the same thing, heh.

Do you know where they
moved the casting call?

Supposedly it's not too far
from here. Is it walking distance?

Mm...

Wanna share a cab? Yes.
Thank you, that would be great.

Of course.

[♪♪♪]

I'm Jolene. Nice
to meet you, heh.

ALL: Three, two, one. Go.

[ALL LAUGHING AND CHATTERING]

[♪♪♪]

WOMAN: You gotta practice.

♪ Say you love me
With a doodlin' song ♪

[ALL CHEERING]

♪ To me ♪

♪ Say you love
me Really love me ♪

♪ Say you love me true ♪
♪ I love you ♪

Squash? WOMAN: No. No.

Oh... Carrot. Ha-ha-ha. Yay!

Oh, I'm so jealous of you right
now. I took 12 weeks with Eddie.

It was just magical.

Actually, uh, Liz
isn't taking maternity.

Why not? I just can't take
time off work right now.

I'm still trying
to convince her.

Well, studies show
those first six months

between mother
and child are critical

to the baby's development.

That's what I keep telling
her, but we're figuring it out.

What's to figure out?

[TOM SIGHS]

What did you want me to say?

You made it sound like
it was all my decision.

Because it is, Liz. What?
No, we talked about this.

I'm not asking you to
be Holly Homemaker, Liz.

It's not unreasonable to me

that you might wanna spend
some time with our child at home.

Then would it be unreasonable for me
to think you might wanna do the same?

How about you stay at
home? I've taken time, Liz.

You sound so selfish
right now. JOLENE: Okay.

Here's the thing. I was not digging
through your medicine cabinet.

I was waiting for you to finish arguing, but
it just sort of got kind of weird for me.

And I'm also mildly
claustrophobic. Hi, I'm Jolene.

Liz. Um...

Sorry. Tom. You're subbing
for Mr. Sinnard, right?

Yes. Yes, sir. Yep.

I'm sorry you had to hear all
that. Ah. Please, that was nothing.

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

Keen.

[♪♪♪]

I'll be right there.

"Selfish."

Bad move.

You're gonna pay for that one.

Yeah.

[♪♪♪]

Don't worry.

This will all be over
very, very soon.

[GRUNTS]

Any word from, uh, Liz?

I told you "selfish" was a bad
idea. Now you're the bad guy.

Look, it's not as bad
as it sounds, all right?

She's under a lot of pressure from
work, and getting ready to have a baby.

So stop being such a downer.

Look, you wanna fix your marriage?
You gotta show her a good time.

I don't think I asked
for your advice.

Okay, smartass, what's
your plan of attack?

If you say you're gonna
make dinner and buy flowers,

I will literally vomit all
over this countertop.

[SIGHS]

You have to have some
fun. Do you like photography?

There's this amazing photography
exhibit tomorrow. You guys should come.

Um, photography exhibit's
not really me and Liz.

Okay, she seduces married
men, sleeps with them,

and then takes a photo mid-act.

Wait, you know what?
I've heard of this woman.

Yeah, in fact, I have a
friend and she took his photo.

You know one of her subjects?

No. Are you crazy?

Oh, God. What kind
of woman does this?

Going around photographing herself
having sex with random strangers?

What is that?

Actually, it's my show.

No, it's not.

Yeah, it is.

Really? It's cool.

Oh, I'm sorry. I... No, I
really like photography.

I didn't know you were an artist.
I'm kidding. Oh, my God. Ha!

You really think I go around
sleeping with married men?

I'm a substitute teacher.

[LAUGHS]

Your hunch about the numbers
was right. It wasn't an account.

We checked what other
companies produce that stock,

and found a company that
produces medical equipment.

It's a serial number
for a centrifuge

purchased around the
time Madrczyk hired Trettel.

Were you able to trace
the sale? It was corporate.

An LOC called Medtech Horizons.

They specialize in DNA
sequencing research.

Time to pay a visit.

[♪♪♪]

Hey.

Take a look at this.

Two more rooms in the
back. Everything's packed up.

He knows we're onto him.

That's why he risked
coming into the office.

He killed Madrczyk, his wife.

Guy's killing everybody
that might lead us to him.

Oh, my God. His family.

[♪♪♪]

Two victims.

Gunshots at close
range. It's not pretty.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Malik, we're too late.

Molly and Annie
Trettel are dead.

Hey, I'm sorry I missed
you this morning.

No, I'm sorry. I got in late last
night. I didn't wanna wake you.

Look, about last night...
I totally overreacted.

I get that you don't
understand my decision,

and I know that's hard.

We should talk about that. I
wanna hear what you have to say.

Let's carve out some
time, just for us. Tonight?

Yeah.

Uh, actually, one of the teachers
mentioned this, uh, photography exhibit.

What if I countered with
dinner at home? I'll cook.

Why would you wanna
punish me twice?

[LAUGHS]

Okay, compromise. You
cook, I'll grab dessert?

Please, Tom, let
me make this right.

All right. You got
yourself a date.

Great. Love you. Me too.

The hard drives we found at Trettel's
lab, where are we on data recovery?

We had a few corrupted sectors,

but I found
something interesting.

DNA panels. Several, actually.

We'd already identified Sarah Jenkins
as the woman who died on that plane.

But now we've got the name of
Madrczyk's stand-in as well as the pilots'.

There are multiple
case files here.

Photos of the victims
while they were sedated,

genetic breakdowns,
medical and dental records.

Probably all from old clients.
How many did you find?

A dozen or so. But I'm
sure more will turn up

by the time I've
reconstructed the whole drive.

[♪♪♪]

RESSLER: What is it?

Molly and Annie Trettel are alive.
The victims at the Trettel house,

I want autopsies done immediately. I'm not interested
in cause of death. I want bone marrow drawn,

tissue samples pulled.

And if it isn't them?
Then this is an abduction.

Put an Amber Alert on the girl.

Get pictures of Trettel
and his wife to the media.

Any news outlet that'll
pick up the phone.

I called as soon as I could.
Ravi actually caught it,

noticed the document referenced
the address you gave us,

and we thought it might
be worth pointing out.

RAYMOND: Blow it up.

[♪♪♪]

Attractive but treacherous.
It's Agent Keen.

Excellent. Print me a copy.

Just out of curiosity, what
number am I on your speed dial?

LIZ: Seven.

Who's six? Chinese takeout.

Can we come back to
this later? I need your help.

I think Eric Trettel
abducted his family.

Tell me what you know.

Two bodies at the wife's
house, a woman and a girl.

Doubles for his family.
Trettel, he's a cipher.

Closed off from the world, shut
away in his lab, but now he's on the run.

He must be leaving some
kind of trail. Bank records?

Uh, wiring money
to his new identity?

RAYMOND: You
don't have time for that.

Go back to the wife and
daughter. He's not alone anymore.

Look to their lives
in order to find him.

They are the ones that
matter, they are his vulnerability.

The wife, she's a
nurse, single mom.

The daughter, she's sick,
diabetic. There you are.

Annie Trettel has an insulin
pump. Pull her medical records,

I want the make and model.
How does that help us?

Some new medical devices
operate using radio frequencies.

If I could ping a signal, I
may be able to access it.

And we could... Locate
her using the pump.

Annie Trettel's medical records.
Pump manufactured by Zetak Industries.

Have a serial number?
Alpha-479-Delta-dash-936-Zed.

[♪♪♪]

Come along, dear.

I got a hit. Signal emanating from
a location nearly 70 miles from here.

Contact local law enforcement. Have
them tie those coordinates to an address.

Trettel does not
leave that location.

You're not gonna
get away with this.

The people in your house don't
just look like you, they are you.

I took samples from your shower
drain, toothbrushes, Annie's cord blood.

See, they have your DNA,
and that's all the cops need.

Hey, baby. What
are you thinking, huh?

You want a candy bar?

Are you nuts? She's diabetic.

[♪♪♪]

We have to go.
Mommy, look, I'm on TV.

[♪♪♪]

Hey! Put the phone down.
I said, put the phone down.

Get in the car.
Drop or I'll shoot.

[SCREAMS]

[PEOPLE YELLING]

[MOLLY SOBBING]

MOLLY: God. Aah! ERIC: What?

Annie? No. MOLLY: Annie.

No, no, no. Hey, look at me.

[SIRENS WAILING]

You're gonna be all right.
You're gonna be all right.

[TIRES SCREECH]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

[♪♪♪]

Special Agents Ressler and
Keen. Suspect's name is Eric Trettel.

We're pursuing him as part
of a federal investigation.

Your federal investigation's
barricaded himself inside.

I've got a team on standby
ready to move and snipers in place.

We get a visual, I will
take him out. Absolutely not.

The suspect has
information we need.

He's got multiple hostages.
I need to talk to him.

Then your boss
better call my boss,

because my orders are to
protect those hostages at all costs.

What are you doing? I
said I need to talk to him.

Do not step over
that perimeter, agent.

That's an order.

Hello. Eric.

My name is Elizabeth Keen.
I'm an agent with the FBI.

Show me your hands! I'm
unarmed. I just wanna talk.

ERIC: I'm not talking
until you send a medic.

LIZ: You injured?

It's my daughter, she's
been shot. Let me handle this.

You're gonna get
us killed. Shut up.

You send a medic right away
and I can give you names.

Hundreds of them. People you think are
dead, people you're gonna wanna talk to.

LIZ: Okay, Eric, that's good.

We'll talk later, but right now
your daughter needs help.

You need to open that door.
Not until we make a deal.

Please, she needs a doctor now.
Shut the hell up! I'm getting her a doctor!

I'll get you the names
and I get full immunity

with WITSEC relocation
for the three of us.

I can't authorize that.

[WOMAN SHRIEKS]

But I can help save
your daughter's life.

You're in control here, Eric.

Annie's life is in your
hands. Just do what she says.

No! WOMAN: Aah!

MAN 1 [OVER RADIO]: This
is Delta-1, I've got the shot.

Delta, green light. Take
the shot, take the shot.

[WOMAN SHRIEKS]

[GUNSHOT]

MAN 2: Move in! Go, go, go!

Move in! Go, go, go!

[♪♪♪]

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

Hey. Please tell
me you didn't cook.

No, I didn't cook because
I figured you'd be late, so...

It is what it is.

I thought we were gonna
carve out some time

finally have that
talk, just you and me.

How about I pick
up some Chinese?

Perfect.

Good luck with Audrey.

I've decided what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna tell her
it's a huge mistake.

She wants to know my
opinion, I'm gonna give it to her.

You sure about that?

Yeah.

Excuse me. I found Trettel's database,
the list of criminals he disappeared.

The Alchemist, you found him.

Yes.

And you were right about the
people he helped disappear.

Some of them we don't even know.
Cooper thought you might be able to...

You didn't even look at
it. I have other business.

[SCOFFS]

That's what this was about.

Sending us to find the Alchemist
for you so you could have that list.

Who is it that
you're looking for?

I'd love to talk, Lizzy, but as I said, I
have unfinished business to attend to.

[♪♪♪]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING AND LAUGHING]

Hey. Hey.

Hi.

Thank you so much for
coming. I... Look, here's the thing.

I've thought about this a lot
and I want you to know that,

for what it's worth...

I think you're making
a great decision.

You and Michael, the
two of you... We broke up.

What? Well, we put it on hold.

The engagement.

I just...

I saw you in the hospital and...

I just haven't been able
to stop thinking about you.

Okay.

Hey, it's, uh, Tom.

Tom Keen.

Yeah. Uh...

Yeah, no, I was just calling
to see if your invite still stands

for the art show tonight.

Uh, no, no, it's...

No, it's just gonna be me.

♪ And I would sail back to you ♪

♪ And I would sail back to you ♪

[PEOPLE LAUGHING AND CHATTERING]

♪ And I'll be sailing On
your deep blue eyes ♪

[LINE RINGING]

TOM [ON RECORDING]:
Hi, you've reached Tom Keen.

I'm away from my
phone right now.

Leave a message and I'll get
back to you as soon as possible.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

♪ And I'll be sailing On
your deep blue eyes ♪♪

[DOOR UNLOCKING]

[♪♪♪]

Hello, Meera.

I trust you know why I'm here.

Yes.

You're here to kill me...

because I'm the mole.

[♪♪♪]