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[♪♪♪]

WOMAN: I'm happy to report your funds have cleared, Gerald.

You'll have full use of the penthouse suite until 9 a.m.

That's when the cleanup crew arrives.

- Thank you. I can't tell you-- - Oh, you don't have to say anything.

-I'm terribly sorry for your loss. -This man's drugs ate my son alive.

And now you'll deliver payment in kind. Shall we wake him?

The hour of vengeance has arrived.

The road to healing begins tonight.

What happens next is up to you.

Oh, and if you find that you can't finish your meal...

...we've provided takeout bags in the kitchen.

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

CAUL: You know him? RAYMOND: No.

Neither did I.

Had to dig out my agency Rolodex to find someone who recognized him.

Name's Matias Solomon, a real lone wolf.

He was CIA?

Asset only.

In Ethiopia, until he joined the Eritrean War.

Solomon committed atrocities on the battlefield so vulgar...

-...even the CIA disavowed him. - I need you to find him, Leonard.

I appreciate you wanting to help your associate.

Solomon's been MIA for a decade.

Dembe is more than an associate to me.

Please find him.

[♪♪♪]

[FOOTSTEPS]

Excuse me.

- Who are--? RAYMOND: Aram.

Surprise.

What are you doing in my apartment? And who was that guy?

I'm sorry for the intrusion. I'm here because I need your help.

Where's Agent Keen? Something's happened to her?

LIZ: Yes, thank God.

I got a shower for the first time in days.

[LIZ CHUCKLES]

-I'm so happy to see you. -Not many people are these days.

Okay, I probably shouldn't say this.

- But you look fantastic. RAYMOND: Aram.

We're looking for a woman who calls herself the Djinn.

A matchmaker of sorts, who pairs clients with what they most desire.

Greed, lust, revenge.

They say she can make any fantasy come true.

We have a web address. There are encryptions we can't decipher.

I know this is asking a lot.

We wouldn't come to you if Reddington didn't believe...

...that this Djinn might be helpful in clearing my name.

If I agree to help...

-...l'll have to let Agent Ressler know. - We're in a symbiotic relationship.

By helping us, Agent Ressler keeps us close.

I have to believe Ressler wants the truth about who attacked our country.

If that's true, he'll accept help anywhere he can.

He wouldn't take it from Tom.

- What? Tom? I don't understand. - He knows you're in trouble.

He came and offered to help. Agent Ressler turned him down.

The Djinn. We need to find the Djinn.

If you want to help Keen, this is how.

Find Karakurt. The Cabal hired him to do what she's being framed for.

The bombing, the senator's murder.

Yeah, I know Karakurt. He's Russian garbage.

Probably hitting some strip club right now.

Karakurt betrayed his country.

If he went back to Russia, the FSB would shoot him.

He's had extensive plastic surgery. He's trying to change his identity.

Says here you had him in custody and let him go.

Says Karakurt's sister is married to Charlie Volkens.

Violent, unstable. He runs a crime ring in the Rust Belt.

- That's where Karakurt's laying low. - Why come to me?

- Ressler told me to hit the highway. - Donald Ressler's a fine agent.

Within the rules, he'll do everything to find Elizabeth and the truth.

- Don't think that'll be enough? - Maybe.

- Given what we're up against, I'm willing-- - Throw out the rule book?

Bend the bindings a little.

All right. So, what's the FBI doing about this?

I assume their focus is on Reddington and Keen.

You "assume." Don't you know?

I'm on leave while they investigate my part in the shooting of Tom Connolly.

So this isn't a sanctioned op.

No. I'm asking you to figure out a way to infiltrate the crime ring...

...that may be protecting Karakurt.

If you're caught, if something happens, you're on your own.

ARAM: I had no knowledge of this. I walked in. They were just there.

- We have a confirmed sighting. - I live at the Nottingham Apartments.

Tell M.P.D. to shut down a five-block radius around Adams Morgan.

Reset the checkpoints. Notify all agencies. Run it into the ground.

I know you think she's innocent. You did the right thing coming forward.

Mr. Reddington asked me to.

- Why would he do that? - He needs our help finding the Djinn.

Who's "the Djinn"?

ARAM: The kidnap and rape of a British princess.

The death of a big-game poacher locked in a lion's cage.

The vivisection of a drug dealer while he was eaten alive.

According to Reddington, these are not random acts of perverse cruelty.

Each was a revenge fantasy...

...planned and providing by a woman known only as the Djinn.

"The Djinn"? You mean, like a genie?

All I know is, they believe she can help clear Agent Keen's name.

The Djinn apparently grants your deepest, darkest wish.

If you can imagine it and pay for it, she'll make it happen.

How do you contact this Djinn?

Right. In the early days of the web...

...a virtual fantasy world was created to connect people around the world.

The technology was quickly obsolete, but the site was never taken down.

Today, it is a hidden oasis for freaks and weirdoes.

No digital signatures. Tor-encrypted on the dark web.

It offers anonymity for new clients to contact the Djinn.

You locate her, the Djinn invites you in...

...where you give her your name and bank account. That's it.

You sign off. The Djinn verifies your financial resources.

Likes what she sees, contacts you directly to set a meeting.

I don't buy it. If they're trying to prove...

...Keen's innocence, why go after some vigilante?

If that's not what they're trying to prove, why risk asking for Aram's help?

Why do any of what they've done?

A troll farmer, a counterfeiter, a company that launders money for the Cabal.

Now this Djinn. It doesn't make sense.

They're fugitives, but they're not running.

They're searching.

But if not for Keen's innocence, then what for?

They're trying to set a meeting. We have to find a where and when.

If we find the Djinn, we can intercept them.

Cross-reference all our known cases. Look for the IP addresses...

...how her clients communicated.

Anything that can provide a clue to her identity.

- You did it. WOMAN: No.

You did.

Your hour of vengeance has arrived.

The road to healing begins now.

What happens next is up to you.

[♪♪♪]

Allah teaches us forgiveness.

But some things, they're unforgivable.

[SAWING]

- Do you have to torture me too? -l'm preparing for my next interrogation.

With a spoon?

I counted four men.

- Might get two before they kill you. - So be it.

Once Solomon figures he can't break me, he'll go after my daughter, her little girl.

Whatever it takes to find Raymond.

If I'm dead, they're safe.

[♪♪♪]

I found a link. The fantasies arranged by the Djinn occurred around the world.

But two of them drove down the earnings of one company.

- How? - Cannibalism isn't good for business.

The victim was found in a Dumpster outside the hotel in hotel towels.

Now no one wants to sleep there.

Just like no one wants to fly a certain airline in South America.

It went bankrupt after a hijacking planned by the Djinn.

Azeri Financial is a majority shareholder in both the airline and the hotel.

A private holding company in New York.

- Hardly a pattern. Maybe a coincidence. - It could be, but it's not. Aram?

That is Bahram Bakhash, owner and CEO of Azeri Financial.

The abduction took place two hours ago. There have been no ransom demands.

If someone hired this Djinn to bankrupt Azeri Financial, we need a motive.

And more importantly, what does any of this have to do with Keen?

RAYMOND: I am not courageous.

Only the poor have courage.

Why? Because they're hopeless.

To get up every morning to plow a potato field in wartime.

To bring kids with no prospects into the world.

To live poor, that takes courage.

Uh--!

I forget the next line.

You're a terrible actor.

[LAUGHING]

There's nothing wrong with my performance.

It's the play. Bertolt Brecht uses the alienation effect...

...to create emotional distance from the audience.

- I don't know. - So why did you produce his play?

I was completely swept up in the idealism of the theater owner.

A pipe-smoking cream puff of a German named Gerta.

She read Mother Courage to me aloud, the whole play, in one sitting.

A brilliant exploration of the politics of war and those who profit from it.

Sadly, it was 1991, and audiences were going in droves to see Cats.

Gerta lost every penny of my investment, but she remains grateful to this day.

Her theater is ours as long as we need it.

[PHONE PINGING]

The Djinn. We have a meeting point.

A bench in Astoria Park, tomorrow, at 9 a.m.

When she arrives, keep her in the open until I move in.

This woman, the Djinn, you've said she can help. You haven't said how.

I have reason to believe that at least two of the people she's catered to...

...are powerful members of the Cabal.

We get to her, we get to them.

In case we lose visual contact, you'll be wearing a tracking device.

[♪♪♪]

If you're thinking of reaching out to him, don't.

Now that he's on the FBl's radar, they're likely monitoring any communications.

This is important, Lizzy.

Promise me you won't call him.

I promise.

We should get some rest.

WOMAN: She hasn't called yet.

- More tea? - Sure.

[♪♪♪]

Karakurt had extensive facial surgery.

SAMAR: Do you know anyone who would want to hurt your father?

No. No one. He's a devout man. Respected, with many friends.

- When did you see him? HAMID: This morning.

He called a meeting to discuss a hostile takeover.

How hostile?

The Newcastle Venture Group is an investment firm.

- They made a buyout proposal. - Which your father opposed?

Yes. He wants the company to stay in the family.

In his absence, would the board approve the buyout?

Proposals happen all the time. No one gets kidnapped because of them.

Look, my father raised my sister, Nasim, and me...

...after our mother was killed by a bomb during the Iran-Iraq War.

He's everything to us. Please...

...find our father.

Bring him back to us.

[♪♪♪]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

WOMAN: Nice to make your acquaintance, Elizabeth.

lf you'll follow my instructions, we'll be having a lovely visit in no time.

First, I'll need you to leave your cell phone.

Opposite you, there's a gap in the fence.

Follow the path until you find some portable restrooms.

Walk there now and enter the one on the right.

[SIREN BEEPING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

POLICEMAN: Freeze.

You, don't move!

All right.

Get there now.

[RAYMOND GRUNTS]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

WOMAN: You did well, Elizabeth.

For my privacy and your safety, I'm turning off the lights.

- Wait, where are we going? - Enjoy the ride.

I'll have a cup of hot tea waiting.

I called everyone. It's as if he vanished.

There's been no demand for a ransom or anything, just silence.

What can I do, Hamid? I feel so helpless.

I put out a reward for any information.

And the FBI assures me they're doing everything they can.

They wanna talk to you. I'll text you their number.

Yes, of course.

Anything I can do to help.

I'll finish up what I'm doing here and then call them.

[SPEAKS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

That was Hamid.

He's worried about you, Father. He should be.

I know this may seem barbaric to you...

...but no more so than what you did to me.

[SCREAMS]

[♪♪♪]

Elizabeth, thank you for enduring my security measures.

Please, take off your shoes. Get comfortable.

It's not often I'm contacted by an international fugitive.

We do our homework.

Why don't you tell me your fantasy, and let's see if we can help?

-"If"?? - Not all wishes are granted.

We help at our discretion.

I want revenge.

- You have my full attention. - I was framed.

I want the people who did this to admit it and pay for what they've done.

I don't believe that.

-It's what I want. -l'm sure it is.

You wouldn't be human if it wasn't.

But I'm not interested in what you want. I'm interested in what you deeply desire.

I can sense that death and vengeance aren't what drive you, Elizabeth.

Or feed your soul.

What does?

A lost world, I suspect. Another life.

Why don't you tell me about that fantasy, and maybe I can help you.

If you can't face your truths, I can't be of service.

My car will return you to Astoria Park.

I'm sorry.

Hamid's right. I can't think of anyone who'd want to harm my father.

He's a good man.

- Your father's company-- - I have nothing to do with the company.

The Newcastle Venture Group.

They're mounting a hostile takeover. Your father ever mention them to you?

No, I don't think so.

We know that it's a front, but we don't know who's behind it yet.

- Your father never mentioned them? - My father never talks business with me.

Surely you must know how that is, Samar Navabi.

I know how that is.

But I took control of my life a long time ago.

Then you're braver than I.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Nasim?

Nasim? Forgive me for intruding.

[WHIMPERING]

Nasim?

- Hamid. - There you are.

- Have you heard anything about Father? - No.

It's gonna be okay.

The FBI are doing everything they can.

I know nothing else matters right now.

But I need your advice.

You're the only one who values it.

The board members, they're nervous.

They were nervous even before Father was abducted.

Quarterly earnings, share value, and now with him gone...

I've tried to convince them to wait.

To decide the fate of the company at a time like this is insane.

- They won't listen. - I want him to be proud of me.

Father groomed you to be his successor because he trusts you.

He has confidence in you. The board will listen to you. It's a fair offer. Take it.

It should have been you running the company.

The bias, the prejudice.

He should've seen past it.

I just pray they find him.

[DOOR OPENS]

[♪♪♪]

Your turn, chief.

Not so fast. Lift your pant leg up.

The right one. Let's see what's in the sock.

I had to give them something. They made me.

[YELLS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Okay, that's enough.

MAN: Raise your hands facing the wall.

[GRUNTS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

You didn't have to hit me that hard. That wasn't part of the plan.

Get his weapon.

Wait.

[HORN HONKS]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[PHONE RINGS]

- Hello? WOMAN: Hi. Um, I'm sorry.

It's you. Calling for the guy.

- Yeah. - I can't believe it.

He was hoping you'd call. He wanted me to give you this number.

- Lizzy? - What is it?

555-0123.

When he comes back, do you want me to--?

[LINE GOES DEAD]

[RUSTLING]

What happened? We tracked you to the warehouse...

...but then you were gone and the signal left the city.

She had guards, so I couldn't ask her about the Cabal.

Gave her the story, but she didn't believe I was honest.

She wanted to know my real fantasy.

So...

Well, I didn't say anything. I put the bug on her shoe.

What is your fantasy?

It's been the same thing for as long as I can remember.

I'm walking in a park with my husband.

In between us is our little girl.

I'm holding her hand in mine...

...and I never let go.

[♪♪♪]

[CELL PHONE BEEPING]

Thanks to your shoe switcheroo...

...apparently, we have an address for the Djinn.

[♪♪♪]

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

[RAYMOND LAUGHS]

Hi there.

Is your mommy home?

You're not the Djinn.

[♪♪♪]

- What are you doing? - Looking at the classifieds.

VARGAS: "Tuba mouthpiece for sale"? - This number will lead us to Reddington.

Thanks. All I wanted to hear.

[GRUNTING]

[HORN HONKING]

WOMAN: Oh, my God!

BOY: Get off.

- You followed me. - What's the Djinn's name?

Is that why you came to me? So that I'd give up the Djinn?

I won't do that.

Let's forget about the Djinn for a moment.

I'd be more intrigued to hear about you, Alice.

I'm sure you have a story to tell.

I love stories.

I used to work the convention circuit...

...standing next to supercars all day in heels and short shorts.

As a brand ambassador, you're trained to answer questions and push product.

The Djinn found me through an agency I work with.

Most of our clients are men. They enjoy a little eye candy.

When I started, the Djinn scripted every word I said...

...but I guess I had a knack for reading people, knowing their desires.

In time, I became the face of the operation.

I imagine selling fantasies is a very profitable business...

...one you are clearly not profiting from.

You have no idea what you're talking about.

The Range Rover in the driveway, those diamond earrings, your shoes...

Your aspirations clearly exceed your reality.

I've been preparing to quit.

- I have more than enough money. - Lies on top of pretense, my dear.

You haven't quit because you enjoy the power. There's no shame in that.

Do I look ashamed?

Heh, heh, no, you do not.

It appears we're all good at reading people. What fun.

But, Alice, I don't think you see...

...that we have an opportunity here to make both of our fantasies come true.

The Djinn is a middleman I believe you've outgrown.

Tell me his name.

Tell me all about him, and I'll get him out of your way.

You can launch your own operation. Maybe one that's a little more...

...optimistic and constructive than the present business model.

I even have your first client all lined up.

So this Djinn...

Tell me.

[PANTING]

NASIM: That's your chest collapsing, that feeling.

Asphyxiation will be next.

Your suffering is almost over.

- I wish the same could be said for mine. - I did what I had to...

...to keep you alive.

You did what you did because you couldn't stand to look at me.

Well, I am making you look at me now.

Look at me, Father!

Your company is gone.

Hamid and the board sold it to the Newcastle Venture Group.

- That's not possible. - Hm.

You know, for years, I had dreamt of ways to get my revenge on you.

So many fantasies swimming in my head.

So many that they gave birth to a business.

As the Djinn, I make people's fantasies come true.

You have no idea how much people will pay to experience their darkest desires.

And I've been collecting that money...

...so that, one day, I could live out my own fantasy.

And guess what day it is, Father.

You said I was unfit to run a company.

Now I own one.

Yours.

Newcastle Venture Group is mine.

I figured it out. I had to go through six pass-throughs...

-...and two loan-outs in the Caymans, but-- - Aram.

Oh. Um...

- You look nice today. - Aram. What did you figure out?

Right. The Newcastle Venture Group. Nasim Bakhash controls it.

Bahram's daughter.

And Azeri Financial just approved the buyout offer.

Only because Bahram wasn't there to oppose it.

That's what this is, her revenge fantasy.

Getting back at her father. That's why she kidnapped him.

The only question is, has she killed him yet?

Aram, get an address, get units en route now.

Found my way into the crime ring.

COOPER: "New York's hottest bachelors"?

Page 32.

COOPER: "Asher Sutton"?

- I don't know who that is. - He's my fast pass to finding Karakurt.

How does the child of a billionaire resort owner...

...get you near the syndicate where Karakurt is?

Trust me, it does.

We've already established that I don't trust you.

I believe we've also established that you need me.

If this world where he's hiding were easy to get to...

...I’d have gotten there myself.

If this Asher kid has access to it, what makes you think he'll take you there?

Because he's got a weakness.

For street life, hustlers, players. Anybody who has to fight for their money.

Go on.

He spends most nights at an underground casino in New York.

All I need is a good story.

Graduated Princeton. Summers in the Hamptons.

Maybe you should tell him how you learned to channel lady luck in college...

...during that weekend bender in Sag Harbor.

Sag Harbor. Okay. Yeah. You know what? I remember that weekend.

It was my junior ye-- No, my sophomore year.

And my roommate at Princeton, Sammy--

Sammy? I don't think so.

Right.

Not Sammy.

Samuel. His parents had a beach house in Sag Harbor...

...that he said was flush with bikinis every summer.

So come July, we wanna get lucky, right?

We hit the beach. Like he said, scores of girls.

But the problem is they're all high-school girls.

Right? Jailbait, 15 will get you 10 to 20. You know?

So forget it. We just drink.

Every night. Make the most of our fleeting youth.

And on the last day, we hit the beach again.

And there lies the most beautiful college girl you've ever seen.

I mean, ever. But it's two guys, and there's one girl.

I strike first. I sit down, start talking to her.

She says she's hungry.

And I get up, I go to the Sag general to buy her a cappuccino muffin.

When I come back, there's Samuel lying on top of her, and their lips...

...are locked like a jigsaw puzzle. You know?

So I do the death march back to my towel.

I'll just sleep off the rest of my hangover. "Forget about this day." But I can't sleep.

I got something hard stuck under my head.

So I reach under my towel, and you're never gonna believe what I find...

...lost in the sand.

I go back to school the next day with a $12,000 Bulgari on my wrist...

...and Samuel, he goes back with a brand-new cold sore.

That's the day that I learned that luck is just what you make of it.

That's a dope watch, Mr. Wainright.

You have a good evening, and good luck in there tonight.

Hey, let's hope.

[♪♪♪]

LIZ: Alice was right. No guards.

[♪♪♪]

What? What is it?

You've been quiet ever since we left Alice.

Is it Dembe?

It's your fantasy.

What about it?

It's as it should be.

[♪♪♪]

Look at that.

Pinned like a swallowtail.

[GASPS]

Oh, my. No, no, no. Let's not fuss with that now.

Our priority's to find Nasim.

He won't be alive. Look at him. He needs medical attention.

I'm not sure we should start the party before the hostess arrives, but so be it.

Yes. Hello. I need an ambulance.

A man's dying on a cross.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

We're five minutes out.

That's good because a 911 call was just placed from Nasim's home...

...and the caller was Mr. Reddington.

- You positive? - Voice analysis confirmed it.

Reddington. He's already there.

[SIREN WAILING]

[RUSTLING]

RAYMOND: Nasim. There you are.

Please come in. We have much to discuss and time is a factor.

- What do you want? - To offer my sympathies.

I know who you are.

And I know who you are, Nasim.

What a beautiful name. It means "breeze" in Farsi.

But you weren't born Nasim. You were born Nasir, "the victorious."

How ironic.

But a boy. A perfectly healthy boy.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Alice told us the story.

- We know you're the Djinn. RAYMOND: And this must be your father.

The butcher.

Tell me, Bahram, was it so horrific to discover...

...that your 19-year-old son, your eldest son, was gay?

So horrific that you forced him against his will...

...to go under the knife, change his gender...

...to give you a daughter instead of your son, who is gay?

Clerics accept...

...people can get trapped in the body of the wrong sex.

- The law says-- - I wasn't trapped.

I liked my body. I liked men.

I wanted to protect you, Nasim.

- They could have killed you. - For being gay.

They're so homophobic that being gay is a crime...

...but chopping off a man's penis isn't?

Honestly, is it just me, or is the human race...

...armed with religion, poisoned by prejudice...

...and absolutely frantic with hatred and fear...

...galloping pell-mell back to the Dark Ages?

Who on Earth is hurt by a little girl going to school or a child being gay?

Let's be frank, Bahram, you didn't change your son to protect him.

You changed him because he disgusted you.

That's not true.

You violated my body without consent.

You sliced out my identity and discarded it as waste.

You cursed me to live the rest of my life as a second-class citizen...

...despite being a firstborn son.

[SIRENS WAILING]

We're running out of time.

Get what you came for, and let's go.

What did you come for?

A leather journal.

Hand-written...

...with the names of all your clients and their adventures in wonderland.

But I suggest you find it fast before the authorities outside...

...break down your door.

What did you do?

As a general rule, I'm against the militarization of America's police forces...

...but I needed an army, so there they are.

I've prepared an escape for Elizabeth and I...

...and there's room for you, but the price for your freedom...

...is one leather journal.

Now who's the Djinn?

FEMALE DISPATCHER: Bravo Six, Bravo Six, please report your status.

Navabi and Ressler. Where we at?

We set the perimeter. Our fourth side is water. Waiting for harbor units.

No sign of the targets.

They're in there. I want a layout of that property.

- And position teams to cover all the exits. - Yes, sir.

I should've never agreed to this.

Risking everything, for what?

Another list of names. How valuable can they be?

All part of the master plan to clear your name, I assure you.

Helicopters.

- Not even you can get us out of this. - You wanna know my fantasy, Nasim?

To escape a hopeless police standoff in style...

...with two sensational women on my arms.

- Shall we? - Yeah.

Well, we can't have everything.

[♪♪♪]

We'll breach on my command. SWAT will follow.

Reddington and Keen are inside. They're armed-- Are you listening?

- That chopper. COOPER: What about it?

-It's not mine. - Reddington.

- Let's go now. - Move, move!

[ALL CLAMORING]

Welcome aboard, Elizabeth.

Excellent.

I gave you the journal. I kept my end of the deal.

- Your deal was with him. - Women.

♪ Oh, here comes trouble Put your helmet on ♪

♪ We'll be heading for a fall ♪

♪ Yeah, the whole thing's gonna blow ♪

♪ And the devil's Got my number ♪

♪ It's long overdue He'll come looking soon ♪

♪ Yeah, The whole thing's gonna blow ♪

♪ Oh, here comes trouble ♪

♪ These people talk too much Need to shut them up ♪

♪ Yeah, I'd rather be alone ♪

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

♪ Can you Can you feel that rumble? ♪

♪ All this borrowed time It's been running out ♪

♪ It's the ending of the show ♪

It was empty when I found it...

...just like the rest of the building.

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, I know now ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Everything's gonna be okay ♪

He was here.

♪ Oh, I keep telling myself "Don't worry, be happy" ♪

Mr. Solomon.

I'm in New York City.

I know how to locate Reddington.

♪ Oh, I keep telling myself "Don't worry, be happy" ♪

♪ Oh, you keep Telling yourself ♪

SAMAR: We caught a predator. You should be proud.

That journal had names, dates, locations.

The DOJ's going to close dozens of cases.

There was one page torn out, the one that Reddington wanted.

Whatever he's doing, he's gonna get her killed.

You can't save her. You shouldn't even try.

Liz made a choice to kill the attorney general.

She said it was the only way she could stop him.

I've stopped men the same way, and I'm ready to pay the price.

Liz needs to be ready too.

Nobody made her pull that trigger.

♪ We'll be heading for a fall ♪

So I go back to school the next day with a $12,000 Bulgari on my wrist...

...and Samuel goes back with a brand-new cold sore, right?

And that's the day that I learned that luck is what you make of it.

Blow on that for me. Thank you very much.

One more seven.

[ALL CHEERING]

♪ Keep telling yourself Everything's gonna be okay ♪

Have a good night.

Oh, you're good.

- What's that? - You switched the dice...

...while showing off your fake watch.

That's a clever misdirect, but the house dice are in your right pocket.

- Have another drink, pal. - Oh, no, no, no.

You won't make it to the door if I don't want you to.

The Sag general didn't sell cappuccino muffins when you were in college...

-...if you even went to college. - What do you want?

Oh, I want to take you to dinner.

You're a fascinating character, Mr. Wainright.

Or whatever your name actually is.

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

- Yeah. LIZ: Tom.

You called Wing Yee's. I hoped you would.

I can't believe you came back.

Of course. As soon as I heard. Are you all right?

We had a plan. The boat...

I wish you'd have come with me.

I know you went to Ressler and offered to help.

I did, and I'm gonna do everything I can.

Listen, Tom, you don't have to do this.

- I do have to. - You said you wanted out.

Out of the secrets and the lies and the risk.

I don't wanna drag you back into this.

- You're not. You haven't. - Listen, Tom, you don't understand.

I have done...

...so many terrible things.

- I have hurt so many people. - I don't care what you've done.

Liz, I know who you are.

I took that for granted for a long time, but I don't now.

You're right. I do have plans. I'm coming to save you.

- Tom. Listen-- - It's too late.

- Because I'm already in. - In where?

Where are you? What have you done?

I gotta go. I love you.

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So, what's good around here?

Follow me.

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