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1 You're late.

I came as soon as I could. Train was delayed.

I was very clear about being punctual.

What?

You're joking. I'm five minutes late.

If this were to work, it will depend entirely on...

On the routines and the patterns that I set forth.

As you're failing already, I doubt your ability to stay the course over time.

It won't happen again.

Tell me again, about that day, how you found her. How it felt.

What?

Walk me through what happened with Nicki.

You came home early because...?

We'd been having problems, I wanted to surprise her.

I remember her shoes, a set of keys on the table...

Don't tell me what you saw, tell me what you felt. What you feel.

I felt...

...rage.

Nothing else.

I wasn't hurt, or sad, or betrayed.

All I felt was rage.

Like the only thing that mattered is that she...

I wanted....

I wanted to hurt her.

Not him.

Her.

That feeling you have right now, that anger...

...I want you to hold on to that.

Because that malice you feel in your heart is more dependable...

...than any contract killer, or hit man or third person.

Can you do that, Brian?

Is your hatred big enough to sustain you?

Yes.

You remember that.

I will contact you again...

...when you have gathered the items on this list.

"Two pairs of yellow running shoes...

...iPhone..." An apartment on Washington Place?

It's a lovely unit around the corner.

You want me to rent an apartment in Manhattan?

You want a perfect alibi for murdering your wife?

I'll do it today.

When you're...

...watching your wife die...

...it will be well worth the wait.

That detective, Singleton? He was in my apartment while I was out.

- What? - No warrant, just broke in.

Where'd you get these?

I installed cameras in my house. I had my suspicions, now I have proof.

The lead detective investigating Tom's murder is a dirty cop.

Where are you on reinstatement?

I have my fitness-for-duty evaluation tomorrow.

Fifty minutes of pure reflection and self-evaluation.

- You've been to therapy? - God, yes. Therapy helped me become...

...an entirely different person.

Agent Navabi is ready to meet.

Several years ago, one of my bankers in Liechtenstein shared with me some...

...unpublished works by Carl Jung...

...handwritten notes on napkins, journals and such.

It was easily the most...

...enlightening, consequential five days I've ever spent in a chalet.

What about that week in Davos?

Yes, well...

...that was a cottage.

Agent Navabi, are you familiar with the Innocence Project?

Of course. They use DNA evidence to exonerate the wrongfully convicted.

The majority of the convictions they overturn...

...are based on eyewitness testimony.

People who swore they had seen something they hadn't.

What does this have to do with Sam DeMarco?

DeMarco was brought in for questioning in connection with...

...the untimely demise of his business partner.

As it occurred in the wake of a bitter falling-out between the two...

...the police identified Mr. DeMarco as a prime suspect.

Until four eyewitnesses placed him miles from the scene of the crime.

People think memory works like a video recorder.

The mind records events, and then, on cue, plays back an exact replica.

In truth, memories are reconstructed.

More like putting together an ever-changing jigsaw puzzle...

...than replaying a video.

So the witnesses are wrong?

Manipulated, into providing a killer with an airtight alibi...

...by a master in the art of misdirection.

- The next name on the Blacklist. - A man appropriately known as The Alibi.

Albert Gelfeld. The prime suspect in the death of his estranged father.

Caroline McClean, person of interest...

...in the disappearance of the heir to a real-estate empire.

Bjorn Erikson, last person to be seen with a Lebanese diplomat before...

...his body turned up in the East River. Three suspects in three unsolved crimes.

Like Sam DeMarco, each had motive, opportunity.

According to Red, they're guilty.

How does he say this Alibi does it? Witness tampering? Bribery?

Maybe he gets someone else to commit the crime for his clients.

Times it, so when it happens, they're elsewhere, like in public.

So other people see them.

The details in your inquiry were pretty vague.

It is a strange type of request, but...

...easy money, as they say.

What do you do? Are you an artist?

In a manner of speaking...

...yes.

The Alibi works with people who want to commit the crimes themselves.

- He doesn't offer hit men, only alibis. - That let people be in two places at once.

The alibi can exonerate anyone from any crime...

...by getting people he's never met to swear to things they never saw.

Ressler, Navabi, find the witness...

...that says she saw DeMarco at the murder.

Press her for details, flaws in her story.

I wanna know if she made a mistake or is an accessory to murder.

Like I said, I told the cops what I know.

You saw DeMarco the day of the incident. You speak to him?

No, I was on the phone.

- How do you know it was him? - I saw him.

Did you? Or were you paid to say that?

You think I'd work here if someone paid me off?

Look, I know what I saw.

Guy comes in every morning for coffee and a paper like clockwork.

- You can set your watch by him. - Every morning?

Yeah, for coffee, paper, lottery tickets.

He bought lottery tickets on the morning in question?

Twenty bucks' worth. Right after pulling cash out of the ATM.

We're gonna need access to that camera.

Looks like him.

The hat and the sunglasses look suspicious.

That's what I thought, until....

And here we go. There.

- It's him. - Yes. Except it's not.

Facial-recognition software says it is only an 81 percent match...

...with discrepancies in vein pattern, eye distance, and pitch of the lower lip.

- Maybe the system's wrong. - It could be wrong.

But if it's right, and I suspect that it is...

...then you're looking at a convincing double...

...who helped Sam DeMarco get away with murder.

Release the photo to the bureau and local P.D., see if we get a match.

If he's been arrested, charged, whoever this double is, he's got a name.

And I wanna know what it is.

You did well.

About this routine, who are you trying to make me look like?

Mr. Thompson, we agreed.

Sorry, no questions.

It's just...

...you're paying me a lot of money to...

...go on a jog and get a cup of coffee.

Is this who I'm supposed to be?

- This Barrett, Brian Barrett? - I wish you hadn't done that.

I'm doubling this guy? Are people supposed to think I'm him?

- If this is illegal... - I'm sorry.

Unfortunately, this won't work with you.

Okay. Don't fight it. Oh, don't fight it.

Hey. This is...

...how it would have ended anyway.

Let it go.

Just...

...let it go.

Thank you for coming.

I assume it's a pressing matter.

It's about Keen. I know you're helping look for the man who killed her husband.

- Yes. - I imagine the methods...

...you and she have used have been, shall we say, fast and loose?

I asked you here to tell you that has to end.

BOLO went out an hour ago. Still nothing on Shula.

This is the man eyewitnesses ID'd as Sam DeMarco.

And this...

...is DeMarco.

He's using doubles.

A homeless man matching DeMarco's description...

...was picked up for public intoxication last month.

Kahil Shula. Where he is now is anyone's guess.

Some guess.

Others know.

May I?

We'll do everything we can to help find Tom's killer. But once she's reinstated...

...Elizabeth will have to enforce the rules, not break them.

Let's talk about your daughter.

She's with her grandmother until this ends.

Until what ends?

Until I find closure.

And...

...how do you envision that happening?

Through revenge. That's why I need you.

To help me find another way.

Does the desire for revenge come naturally to you?

I think it comes naturally to anyone who's seen her husband murdered.

Let's talk about Raymond Reddington.

- What about him? - I know something of your relationship.

I can't make a worthwhile evaluation until I know everything.

What did Psych Services tell you about me?

Only that in order to get my badge back, I need your okay.

Before I give you that, you feel you need closure.

Don't you?

If by closure, you mean become numb to the pain caused by Tom's death or...

...anesthetize it, then no, I don't think you need that.

Anger is not an unhealthy emotion. It generates passion.

Risk.

The desire to paint outside the lines.

I'm drawn to that.

My guess is that you are too.

What makes you say that?

Let's talk about your father.

If it isn't R squared and my man Dembe.

Hello, Marion.

It's been too long, Marty. You look wonderful.

Well, we're up to 700 meals a day.

We got housing for another 60. Wouldn't be half that without you.

I give and I get.

The eyes and ears of an invisible army.

Speaking of which...

...Kahil Shula. Homeless.

In considerable trouble. I need to find him.

So please, circulate the photo and the word.

Done and done-r.

Now, how about you two come try Randy's raisin bread pudding?

- Sounds absolutely delightful. - Come on, let's go.

Ritual is everything.

Respect it and in time, it will become second nature.

Until then, find the signposts.

Each morning, your run will begin between 8 and 8:10.

Along your route, there is a young man who opens 192 Books...

...a falafel vendor on 10th Avenue...

...a doorman at The Fleming, who is there rain or shine.

Make sure to acknowledge these people.

Let them see you.

As your pattern emerges, you'll find others with ritualistic behavior.

Neighbors with patterns.

Double espresso, shot of milk.

The falafel vendor waved at you. You didn't acknowledge him.

He needs to know your face, he sees hundreds every day.

I've been at this for months.

I could care less about the falafel guy and what he needs.

- He could be critical to our story... - You know who likes falafel? Phil.

Who was screwing my wife when we started this.

When you promised me a double. Now he's moved in with her.

He's living in my house with my kids. I'm here waving to falafel guy.

This routine is not for you. It's for them.

We have to get them to remember you when it's not you.

Marty. Any good news?

We haven't found who you're looking for.

But we found a woman who knows him, her name is Delores.

I'll put you on the line with her.

- Hello? - Delores, hello.

Thank you for helping.

You're looking for Kahil?

That's right, Kahil Shula. What can you tell me about him?

Good person. Last time I seen him...

...he was talking to a man in front of the West 26th Street shelter.

Said something about a job, got into his fancy car and drove off.

- A fancy car? - Gold, with four doors.

Oh, and it had an E-ZPass in the window.

It's Elizabeth, she wants to meet.

Delores, do you like veal?

My chef is preparing osso bucco for dinner tomorrow night.

Would you care to join me? I could have a car pick you up...

...say 6:30, quarter of 7?

Yeah.

What? Wait, I'm confused, I don't...

I have nothing to do with your reinstatement.

My therapist disagrees, and it's up to her.

Besides, I thought you liked therapy.

It can be transformative for people who need it. We don't.

If Singleton works with Tom's killer, if they're both on the force...

...we'll need the bureau's help. To get that, I need my badge.

And to get that, you need to go to therapy.

Reddington. Singleton was in my apartment...

That won't happen again.

- You don't know that. - Yes, I do.

Text Dembe the time and place.

Keen's working for Reddington.

Could be her husband was too.

The guy's got judges, cops and prosecutors in his pocket.

Why not an FBI agent too?

Her husband gets in over his head with the Nash syndicate.

They come for him, don't know Reddington's protecting him.

He leaves five dead in the apartment, Keen knows it, but won't give him up.

Think he moved in, took control of the syndicate?

He takes over, uses his FBI stooge to keep us a step behind.

We get a lead on a shipment in Maryland, it don't show.

We get a witness who agrees to testify, he turns up dead.

Think Keen's working for drug dealers? A drug dealer killed her husband.

Is she in Reddington's pocket?

Sure looks like it.

Then how much of a Girl Scout can she be?

I say we keep following her. And we tell no one outside this room.

Red's the biggest fish in domestic law enforcement.

And if Detective Singleton's right...

...we got him on the hook.

Dr. Fulton, I understand you'd like to talk.

I am so sorry. I tried getting him to come to your office.

This is as close as he would come.

Nothing personal.

May I pay you the courtesy of being blunt?

Please.

You disgust me.

I was told you wanted to talk about Elizabeth.

You're a glorified serial killer.

Everything I hear about Agent Keen is that she's talented, smart...

...tough, resilient.

Recommending reinstatement would be a no-brainer...

...if not for her relationship with you.

Remind me, was "the apple doesn't fall far from the tree" a psychological theory...

...first pioneered by Piaget, or Lucy in Peanuts?

She murdered the attorney general of the United States.

I killed a key member of a global conspiracy.

And went on the run with you like Bonnie and Clyde.

I helped prevent a false-flag operation that could've put this...

Some kids run from their fathers' sins. She embraces them.

Are we finished?

Fidelity, bravery, integrity.

This is the bureau's motto.

Do you honestly believe a child of yours can honor that?

Would you honestly believe any answer I gave?

I doubt it.

Agent Keen's future with the bureau depends on you giving it your best shot.

No. Elizabeth's future with the bureau depends on her...

...giving it her best shot.

And your willingness to judge her on her merits, not mine.

Push her. Provoke her.

Figure out a way past her grief and anger...

...and you'll see her for who she really is.

- And who is that? - Everything that I am not.

Time's up. I'm afraid that's all for today. Good session, though. Tough stuff.

Mr. Eckhart. David, Dave?

Yeah?

Who's asking?

My name is Ben Rowe.

I'd like to talk with you about a job.

All right, say I do agree to do this, to...

...go on this assignment.

Well, nobody would know.

Because it's illegal?

Not at all. Not your part, your part is....

Is quite simple.

But should we agree to proceed...

...I will provide you with a sequence of detailed actions for you to complete.

These tasks are quite simple.

A street to take, a food vendor to pass.

A face to wave at on your morning jog.

What about these changes you say you wanna make?

Should you...

...be willing and able to follow the script, then we would need a few modifications.

So this is, what, to make me look like someone else?

- Some stranger? - I can't tell you that.

You give me a makeover, you tell me to go for a jog...

...and wave at people. Why? Who am I pretending to be?

It's not important. Now, stick to the script.

I'm not an idiot.

Whatever this is, isn't good. How do you know I won't say no?

It's amazing...

...the depth of personal information one can access with a few keystrokes.

I know about your upside-down mortgage. Your alimony.

The mounds of debt that you can never overcome.

Do you think I would have offered such a significant amount of money...

...unless I thought you were going to say yes?

You are going to say yes, aren't you?

We've created a list of E-ZPass users based on a description of The Alibi's car.

We cross-checked that with toll roads closest to the 26th Street shelter.

- How many cars? - Eight hundred and forty.

We contacted the toll-road authority and got video...

...from every license plate of every car.

Out of the 840, 582 are licensed to men. Any of whom could be our Blacklister.

Pull license photos from the DMV. Get them to Reddington.

See if his witness can make a positive ID.

Thank you, Paris.

All he does is cook for you?

- Yes. - Every day?

Every day. He's also a hell of a chess player.

Even better than Dembe, and way better than me.

Well, it's delicious.

Delores, the man Kahil left with, did you find his picture in the book?

You know...

...when I lost my apartment, it was the dead of winter...

...and I would have froze to death...

...if it wasn't for Kahil.

The man Kahil left with, the one in the fancy car.

I worry that he may hurt your friend.

Please help me to protect Kahil.

You have a honest face.

I'm an honest man.

You should call Harold.

Tell him we have an address for the Blacklister.

No wonder DeMarco walked, this guy laid out every step of his alibi.

Down to the lottery ticket he bought the day of the murder.

Proof DeMarco killed his business partner...

...which makes his double an accessory if he's alive.

Sinclair is murdering the doppelgangers?

It's a theory. None have turned up or gone to the police.

We have, what, a dozen of these facial casts in the other room.

Another two dozen here. It's like he's keeping trophies of his conquests.

We have twice as many murders to charge him with.

Ressler, we have something.

Sinclair's not finished.

Aram, I think we found Sinclair's next client.

There's another?

- Reddington. - Agent Navabi, what a pleasure.

We found a plaster mold of a man, presumably Sinclair's next client.

But not his dossier.

- That presents a problem? - Sinclair is painstakingly precise.

He keeps detailed records of every alibi he creates.

And yet the one dossier we can't find is for his next job.

- Maybe you should keep looking. - Maybe you took it.

I'm sure it'll turn up somewhere. And when it does, let me know.

Then we can celebrate, your treat.

- You could give them the name. - They'll put it together.

They have the face.

And we have a long drive.

Double espresso, shot of milk.

Hello?

Good news. I found your double.

Why do you want to be reinstated?

To find the man who murdered my husband.

Five other men were murdered in your apartment that night.

You interested in finding out the man who murdered them?

Not as much, no.

The police think you're not interested at all.

That you're protecting him. A man who killed five people.

Is this your way of pushing me, provoking me, like Reddington told you?

He said it would reveal who you really are.

I know who I really am.

You're the daughter of the most wanted criminal in the country.

I'm a widow, a mother, and a good cop.

And that's it.

That's all that matters.

You say you want closure.

About Tom, so I can get my life back on track.

That has nothing to do with Reddington.

Closure requires a reckoning.

Not just about Tom, or what happened to him.

But why it happened. What role, if any, you or Reddington...

...may have played in it.

- I know it's complicated. - It isn't, actually.

And I understand why you don't wanna confront it, I do.

But you have to.

Agent Keen, you're a profiler.

I'm not going to reinstate you until you can honestly profile yourself.

Did you identify the mold found in Sinclair's apartment?

Our facial-recognition software didn't pull a match on the mold...

...but Ressler and Navabi found points of comparison at Sinclair's workshop.

Looks like they're reference photos for a client he's trying to match.

- So the double's still a mystery? - Yes.

But not the client, because, okay, I think... I think I just found him.

Brian Barrett, 33, an aerospace engineer...

...working for a defense contractor in Greenbelt, Maryland.

Married to a Nicole Rose Adler, two kids.

The wife filed for divorce five months ago.

Aram, contact the ex, let her know we have a situation.

Ressler, Navabi, have the police throw a net over the city. Find Barrett.

- Sir, the double? - We find Barrett, we find the double.

But right now, all I'm worried about is keeping his ex-wife alive.

I almost thought you were gonna be late.

Are we good to...?

My God. How did you...?

Please. We have a schedule to keep.

Now, gentlemen, the routine.

Let us review it one more time.

No answer on Nicki Adler's phone.

- What about the boyfriend? - Out of town.

Her assistant couldn't reach him.

Okay, I was able to access the GPS on Nicole Adler's car, she just stopped.

I've got her at a parking garage...

...off West Park Drive and Tyson's Corner.

- That's her work. - We're en route.

Brian. My God, you scared me.

- Hey, Nic. - What are you doing at my office?

- Why are you even here? - Well, that's the thing.

I'm not here.

Brian. Please.

- What is this? - Oh, this isn't even happening.

Not with me, at least. See, actually, I'm in New York.

In fact, right now, I'm leaving my apartment in Manhattan...

...about to go on my morning jog, like I've done every morning...

...since I found you and Phil together in my bed.

So I'm not here.

Brian, please.

Whatever it is that you think you're doing, I...

I remember that moment so vividly.

Holding that champagne bottle, wanting to crack it over your head.

- Please... - But knowing...

...that if I did, I would go to jail. So I waited, and I planned.

And now I'm actually about to get away with putting two bullets in that smug face.

Double espresso, shot of milk.

No.

Goodbye, Nic.

- You okay? - Yeah.

It's okay, it's okay. Okay, hang on.

Thanks for the assist.

Anytime.

How did it go?

Just like we said.

- Deviations? - No.

The train?

Nobody followed me. I went for the run, to his apartment.

And I changed. It went just like we said.

Very good.

About your payment.

He'll take the gun.

Please, and thank you.

What's going on?

- You were about to leave. - Who the hell are you?

I haven't been paid yet.

Mr. Eckhart, go now and you'll live to die another day.

Cover up, it's mucky out there.

I've been looking for you. Let's go for a little drive.

Look, whoever you are...

...I can assure you that confronting it with violence is no way to resolution.

A pacifist.

How refreshing.

Did Hulton send you? Is that what this is about?

That absurd assignment in Jakarta?

Mr. Sinclair, I have no idea who Mr. Hulton is...

...or what he's up to in Jakarta.

My name is Raymond Reddington.

Should I know who you are?

I know who you are.

You're obsessive-compulsive.

You have a mind-numbingly patient and thoughtful attention to detail.

I've admired your work for some time.

This is a strange way to show it.

I'm a strange fellow.

I've heard whispers of your work for years now.

Stories of your legerdemain.

Your ability to put a man in two places at once.

The concept of bilocation is appealing, even if not without consequence.

I suspect you're a fan of quantum theory?

I've read a bit of Schrödinger myself.

I'm more a Dostoyevsky man.

Yes, of course, The Double.

I love a good doppelgänger story.

What about Ursula Le Guin?

Oh, A Wizard of Earthsea, yes, yes? Oh, a delightful tale.

- And Aiding and Abetting. - By Muriel Spark.

One of my favorite British writers.

I'm sorry, what's your name again?

It's not important.

What is important is that you and I may have more in common than reading.

- Crime. - Yes.

I thought you... You brought me here to kill me.

Oh, goodness, no.

I brought you here to protect you. From the FBI.

I have it on good authority that they've taken possession of your files.

Without me, they'll take possession of you.

And you...

...can keep that from happening?

Yes. If you do as I ask.

I'm listening.

Hands where I can see them.

- We need to talk. - You need to put your hands in the air.

I saw your surveillance cameras. I know you're scared, you should be.

- Not of me. - Yes, I'd like to report a burglary.

I saw you meeting Reddington in Dupont Circle.

You're not the only one doing surveillance.

You report me, I report you.

Okay, you wanna talk?

Why don't you start by telling me why you broke into my apartment twice?

Our investigation into the Nash syndicate isn't getting anywhere.

Witnesses won't talk, others disappear.

Someone's ahead of us, someone on the inside.

People I work with think it's you.

You think I'm protecting the people who killed my husband?

You know Reddington killed the men we found dead inside your apartment...

...the night your husband died.

I think you killed Navarro and stole the information...

...that could prove it out of evidence lockup.

I think you did that, yet, looking at what you're trying to do...

...my instinct tells me we're on the same side.

And we need to work together if we're gonna get who we're looking for.

A dirty cop. But not you?

You can ask around about me.

My reputation, I'll check out real quick.

I wanna trust you, but you and Reddington...

...I don't see any way you can explain that away.

There is one way.

But to do it, I'd have to trust you.

And if you betray my trust...

...I assure you, Raymond Reddington will kill you.

So you do work for him.

I need to make a call.

Sorry, you let him go, the Blacklister?

I cut a deal, Donald. You do it all the time.

In pursuit of a more just outcome.

Somehow, I think your goal is more self-serving.

- What's this? - The Alibi had 51 clients that we know of.

Because of his handiwork, none were ever convicted of murder.

With the evidence you obtained from his place of business...

...you can file charges against 27 clients who never went to trial.

But thanks to your justice system's quaint notion of double jeopardy...

...it's too late for the 24 who were already tried and acquitted.

Even though you now have proof of their guilt.

These are the locations where Alibi buried the doubles.

Yes, who he murdered.

Murders you can accuse all the clients of conspiring to commit.

- This is good. This is very good. - Except for one thing.

The man who murdered the doubles is The Alibi. You let him go.

Yes, in exchange for that list.

So, what?

- Case closed? - Not quite. I want something from you.

And what's that?

To give me one of the doubles when you unearth him.

Kahil Shula. I want to give him a proper burial.

What are we waiting for?

We bring in Keen, she gives him to us.

Bring in an FBI agent?

My guys will get her to talk.

You do that...

...you'll have the entire bureau out looking for her. And us.

Why do that when we can have Singleton do our dirty work for us?

He tracks Keen, we track him.

He finds out how to get to Reddington, we get to him first.

And the bureau's none the wiser.

Detective Singleton, this is Special Agent Samar Navabi.

She's been authorized by Deputy Director Harold Cooper...

- ...to inform you about this task force. - The Reddington task force?

That's right.

This I gotta hear.

He was never reported missing.

And no inquiry has been made with M.P.D.C. or the medical examiner.

Some people are truly alone in this world.

Yup.

Reddington's your CI, and on your most-wanted list?

And if anyone knew he worked with us, his intel would dry up.

He'd be of no use to us at all.

No.

But he'd be in jail.

And these criminals would be on the street.

You said I couldn't explain my relationship to Reddington.

Look around, detective. This is my explanation.

Man, it's a pretty good one.

So.

The dirty cop who killed my husband.

I think I can help you find him.

I just need...

...another minute.

We'll stay as long as you like.

You're blunt. And I'd like to return the favor.

This is a waste of time.

I wanna be reinstated.

I took a big step toward finding Tom's killer today...

...and that is not gonna happen by my sitting here...

...listening to your misguided preconceptions.

I'd like to straighten you out, get a clean bill of health...

...and get back to work.

Please, enlighten me.

My profile.

Widow, mom, cop.

That's all there is.

I think there's more. And you're afraid to examine it.

I know you do, which brings me to fear.

You think I'm afraid to acknowledge...

...the weight of having Raymond Reddington as a father.

- It's an understandable point of view. - And one that I shared.

He's evil. He's my father. I must be evil too.

But you're not.

See, that's our problem, your preconception. You see him as a....

What did you call him, a glorified serial killer? He disgusts you?

You see him differently.

When I was little...

...I loved ballet.

Whenever I performed, I felt...

...a presence.

At graduations too, and my wedding.

I don't know, I just always felt....

I always knew...

...someone was watching over me.

Protecting me.

Guiding me.

Some of what he's done is unimaginably bad.

But some of what he's done for me is...

...unimaginably good.

So if you want to push me, provoke me...

...find a way past my anger and grief, and see who I really am?

A widow, a mom, a cop.

And one more thing.

What's that?

A daughter.