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Previously, on Blindspot...

She can't remember who she is, where she came from, nothing,

before she crawled out of that bag in Times Square.

- Do you recognize her? - No.

Then why is your name tattooed on her back?

All of her tattoos are brand new.

- It's a treasure map. - Come again?

Just an address and today's date.

Chao's gonna blow up the Statue of Liberty.

It's a Navy SEAL 113111100.

If she was Navy, she'd be in our database.

Not if she was Special Ops.

Jane! Stop!

It's possible that something familiar could trigger a memory.

None of this feels real.

Who is this woman?

She might be just the most important resource we've ever had.

Everything just feels so out of control.

I don't remember who I am, who I was.

Whatever life I had is gone.

Shattered into a million tiny pieces.

Sometimes it's hard to breathe.

I have something I'd like to try.

It's called a Rorschach test.

And it's designed to analyze personality characteristics and emotional functioning.

But with your amnesia,

my hope is that the ethereal nature of the images might provoke another memory.

So, tell me what you see when you look at these.

A spider-web? Is that right?

There's no right or wrong. Let's try another one, shall we?

You missed two. Do it again.

A target.

Have they told you they think I might be a Navy SEAL?

They have, yes.

I only have one memory, training in the woods,

but it didn't seem very official.

SEAL training is very unconventional. So that actually makes sense.

Let's try another one, shall we?

- Morning, sis. - Oh, damn it. Did we wake you?

I got an apartment broker scheduled for tomorrow.

We'll be out of your hair in no time, I promise.

There's no rush, Sarah.

What is that supposed to be?

- It's a pancake, all right? - Mmm-hmm.

Morning, little buddy.

"Morning, Uncle Kurt."

- Morning. - Morning.

So, Dad called last night.

He just wanted to know if you were gonna go back for Taylor's memorial this year.

No. I've got too much going on at work.

He shouldn't be going to that memorial, either.

It makes people uncomfortable.

Yeah, well, that's their problem.

Yeah.

Look, just think about it, okay?

Yeah. Bye, bud.

Bye.

What are we doing in here?

Your first memory was triggered by being active.

Maybe your muscles might remember something your mind can't.

That's an M4. So, if you wanna fire that,

you're going to need to do exactly that.

Step up.

Okay. Let's try this.

Her body is covered in cryptic symbols, map pieces, riddles.

Whoever did this to her has a very specific goal in mind.

And what that goal is remains a mystery.

I have my best people on it,

but this information is so varied and so dense,

it could take years to decode.

I noticed a scar on the back of her neck.

Yeah, that. Got any idea how old that is?

Well, it's hard to tell with these things, but it's definitely not recent.

I don't want to hurt you.

You won't. Come on. Hands up.

Here we go. Start swinging. Come on, come on!

All right?

Again.

We've captured hundreds of numeric sequences and phrases from Jane's body

in over two dozen languages,

and we're feeding them into a database that I have designed

That'll cross-reference them with every information system that we have access to.

Like a Google alert for her tattoos?

It's a little bit more sophisticated than that,

but, yes, it's like a Google alert.

What is it, Jane?

Did you remember something?

The hospital just called. Chao's dead.

Chao had a massive stroke at around midnight,

just as he was getting out of surgery.

I'm not buying it. He was young. Healthy.

He also got shot.

Get me the full autopsy.

He was the only link we had to whoever did this to me.

We'll find another one.

Wait. Look at that.

All the doctors are rushing into Chao's room. That one, walking away.

Canvass the hospital. Find me that doctor.

I did it!

What, you found him?

I... What, who?

Sorry, you were in the middle of... Oh, I unlocked another tattoo.

So, as we scanned some of the numerical tattoos into the database,

one of them just jumped out at me.

Right? Do you see that?

Okay, so, just pretend that we're not you.

Okay, the Chinese symbols behind Jane's ear.

The first clue that we decoded was an address,

"399, White Street, apartment 7."

- Okay? - Okay, so, look at this tattoo.

It starts with 399, has a bunch of letters just jumbled up in between,

and then it ends with 7. Do you see that?

Who here knows what a Vigenère cipher is?

- Put your hand down. - It's a polyalphabetic substitution code.

Yes, awesome.

A Vigenère cipher is a method of encrypting alphabetic text

based on the letters of a keyword.

And unless you have the keyword, it is next to impossible to decode.

So what's the keyword?

The words between the two numbers on the original tattoo.

Exactly.

Use "White Street Apartment" as your keyword,

and suddenly the mess of letters in between become "Major Arthur Gibson."

So the first clue unlocks the second.

- Crazy, right? - Who is this Gibson guy?

Okay, so, according to his service records,

Gibson flew F22 missions over Iraq and Afghanistan,

earned a boatload of medals, including the Silver Star.

And then an injury sidelined his flying career and he moved back stateside,

took a desk job in Nevada before coming to work for the Air Force in New York.

Now that Chao's dead and can't help me, Gibson might know who I am.

Who did this to me. We gotta go talk to him.

DMV records have him living in Brooklyn.

- Let's go. - I'm coming with you.

- Yes, you are. - She is?

You were dead against her going into the field yesterday.

I was wrong. We don't know how the tattoos work yet.

She should be there. It might help retrieve her memory.

And we all know she can handle herself.

Please. I can help figure this out.

Thank you. Let's go.

Major Gibson? This is the FBI.

Who sent you?

It's kind of a long story. Mind if we come in?

Hey, I don't know what they told you, but I'm not talking.

I haven't said a thing.

"They"? Who's "they"? Do you recognize me?

Right, get off my property.

Well, he didn't get that Silver Star for his charm.

Can we get a warrant?

No. The tattoos aren't a probable cause.

Couldn't I just kick the door down? I mean, it didn't look that heavy.

No, you can't, Jane. That's not how it works.

The building's not structurally sound. I can't let you in.

Come on. What happened?

Whole place was wired up to blow. I've never seen anything like it.

He blew up his own house while he was still in it? Why?

- We need to see the body. - There isn't one.

What do you mean? He was inside when it went up.

I don't know what to tell you, we searched the entire place.

This is a distraction.

Keep us busy here while he got away.

Not to mention, destroy any evidence he left behind.

Evidence of what?

The only thing that survived that blast was an old wall safe.

We need to get that back to our lab immediately.

How much time did he buy himself?

We got here a little over an hour ago.

Who is this guy?

I served with Major Gibson both in Afghanistan

and as his commanding officer here in New York.

He's a hell of a pilot.

I thought he was injured, moved to a desk.

Once a pilot, always a pilot.

So, what happened to him?

Gibson's injury was psychological.

He had a mission gone bad. There was collateral damage.

- How many civilians died? - I'm afraid that's classified.

So, a lot, then.

Gibson was never the same.

His PTSD got worse and worse, until eventually we had to ground him.

What exactly did he do when he got back stateside?

I'm sorry, but I can't say much more.

But unfortunately, even the desk work got to be too much for him.

We had no choice but to discharge him.

When was the last time you spoke?

A few months.

After we let him go, his marriage ended...

He couldn't hold down a job, he grew increasingly paranoid.

I think he blamed me.

So Why'd he blow up his own house this morning?

I can't begin to imagine.

Look, ma'am, I'm racing to contain a potentially volatile situation.

So I need to know what you know.

I've told you everything I can.

I wish we could have done more for him.

He was a good man.

So Gibson couldn't get over killing all those civilians?

That one day, that single moment defined the rest of his life.

Some things are hard to forget.

Borden says people are shaped by their past.

Do you think that's true?

I wish it wasn't.

What if I find out who I am and I don't like it?

It's Patterson. You're on speaker.

I'm just going through Gibson's files and somethings not right.

Powers said they sidelined Gibson because he was suffering from PTSD.

But according to his files, they promoted him.

You can still get promoted off a desk.

Maybe they were just trying to take care of their own.

Maybe. But they also raised his security clearance,

from Secret to Top Secret and above.

If Gibson was suffering from PTSD, they wouldn't have increased his access.

No, they would have frozen him out.

He was one of their top pilots in Iraq and Afghanistan.

So, what? They move him back to Nevada, bump him up in rank, raise his clearance?

What are you thinking?

Nellis, Nevada, is where the Air Force drone program is based.

See, he didn't wash out. They made him a drone pilot.

Okay, well, that explains Nevada.

But when they moved him to New York,

his clearance skyrocketed. There's no drone program here.

Not one that we know about.

Oh, come on. I'm gonna be late for work!

Daddy!

Gibson, what are you doing?

I need you to do something for me, Alex.

Just put the gun down, okay?

I gave them everything. I did unspeakable things for them.

Gibson, my daughter is innocent.

I killed a lot of innocent people, Alex.

- Please, just let her go. - No.

This whole country abandoned me.

And today, you're gonna help me teach them a lesson.

- All right, listen to me... - No, you listen to me!

You'll do as I say,

or you'll never see your daughter again.

Call the General for me, tell him I can't make it Thursday.

Powers. Wait, what?

No, that's not possible, there must be...

We gotta drill into this guy's life with everything we've got.

I want to know who Gibson was talking to, what he's been spending his money on.

Patterson, I want you to find out about the explosives he used on his own house.

- Of course. - And I wanna see inside that safe. Okay?

- There's gotta be something in there. - On it.

Thank you.

His house, Powers, this is just the beginning.

All right? The guy is not gonna stop.

So, we need to find out who his next target is.

I can't help but think we pushed Gibson over the edge this morning

when we knocked on his door.

What are you talking about? That wasn't our fault.

I didn't say it was.

Reade, enough.

Blindly following her tattoos is reckless.

I don't think you recognize just how important she is.

It's a little early to make that call, don't you think?

No. The most important thing is to find Gibson and to stop him.

So, you join Patterson and find me a lead.

Let's go.

Thank you.

- What if he's right? - He's not.

What if these tattoos are a trap?

- Jane... - We don't know anything

about who did this to me or why, and...

People are losing their lives.

Jane, this is not your fault. Okay? This is not your fault.

Weller, come with me.

Yes, ma'am.

General, what the hell is going on?

This morning, a former Air Force pilot blew up his own house.

Three hours later, his former CO dies in an air-to-ground missile attack.

Please, do me the courtesy of admitting these incidents are connected.

They are connected.

Care to elaborate?

It was decided the country needed a domestic UAV program

that could not only surveil targets, but also, in extreme circumstances,

take action.

You're telling me we have armed drones flying over American soil?

It's in place as a last resort.

We've never dispensed ordinance domestically.

Until today.

Gibson got control of one of these UAVs, how?

He kidnapped the daughter of one of our avionics specialists,

forced him to retrofit a drone with an alternate control card

that severed its signal with our satellite,

allowing Gibson to take over remotely.

- Where's that girl now? - We believe Gibson still has her.

And the drone. Can you recover control? Locate it?

He's frozen us out, and it was designed to evade radar detection.

It still has another two missiles, but I've got my entire team working on it.

We need to find him before he kills anyone else.

You should have come clean with this

- as soon as we asked you about it. - We had no idea that...

No idea what? That he'd blow up his own house?

There were larger issues at play...

Larger than what? An armed rogue drone, ten dead people,

or a little girl who was taken away from her father?

- Weller! - We're trying...

If anything happens to that little girl...

Walk away.

Why is he doing this, General?

His motives could help us anticipate his next target.

I wish I knew.

What I do know is that Gibson is one of the most efficient killing machines

the Air Force has ever made.

Doesn't something feel off to you?

Whoever did this to Jane knew about the drone program.

That information's above Top Secret.

Her first tattoo helped us save lives. Hopefully, this one will, too.

Maybe. Or maybe we're about to knock over a hornet's nest.

I don't think Gibson recognized me. Chao didn't recognize me, either.

So, so far, these tattoos have sent us to people

who don't seem to be connected to me at all.

If they've got nothing to do with you, why are they on your body?

Penance?

What?

Hey. Come take a look at this.

He's lying.

I know. But threatening a 3-star General does not help us.

Sorry.

How you holding up?

I know you don't do too well with missing kids.

- I'm fine. - Kurt, I need to know where your head is.

I've been thinking about Taylor.

Then maybe you should start talking to someone again.

- No, I don't want to talk... - Listen to me.

That girl's disappearance was not your fault. You were 10 years old.

One of my last memories of her...

We were climbing a tree in our backyard.

We were up pretty high. She was fearless.

I was above her.

I stepped on her hand, accidentally. She slipped.

And she fell, cut herself.

It left a really big scar, on the back of her neck.

Jane has the same scar,

same eyes.

She's the right age.

I know why it's me. I know why my name is on her back.

I think Jane Doe is Taylor Shaw.

You think Jane is Taylor Shaw?

I do.

I don't know why, I don't know who,

- but someone sent her back to me. - That's impossible.

Why? Why's my name on her back?

Taylor Shaw has been missing for 25 years.

Yeah. And she's not missing anymore.

Hey! We got into Gibson's safe.

It's an air-gapped computer.

Sorry, what does that mean?

It's a computer that's never been connected to the Internet.

It makes it impossible for a third party to access or monitor it.

The thing is, there's not much on it but a few Word documents. Super weird.

But this one caught my eye. Dates, times, locations. Five of them.

They line up with five seemingly unrelated explosive accidents.

Faulty gas lines, car crashes...

Victims are all foreign nationals, all from the Middle East,

- all incidents occurring on US soil. - Drone attacks.

They've already hit targets inside America.

So the General lied to us.

Each incident has a set of initials next to it.

"AG," Arthur Gibson, for three of them. And "IM" for the other two.

We searched the Air Force's employment records,

and we think IM is another drone pilot. Major Ivan Musgrave.

Got an address for him?

- Of course. - Let's move.

Jane, just wait here for us, all right?

Just until we get a read on the situation. Okay?

Thanks.

Major Musgrave? This is the FBI. Major Musgrave?

Ivan Musgrave?

Weller!

Hey!

What are you doing?

Hey! Lady, did they go in there?

Jane! Jane, let him go!

Let him go.

We want to question him, not kill him!

Turn over. Turn over!

- Take him in. - What? I didn't do anything wrong!

- You okay? - Yeah.

All right, all right, okay, all right, fine.

I got a couple of weapons up there that maybe I shouldn't have.

But show me an airman who doesn't.

That's not what this is about.

Your friend Gibson's in serious trouble. So we got some questions for you.

Gibson? Man, that guy hates me. I'm the one who turned him in.

What?

He was about to blow the whistle on the whole...

No, you people don't have clearance for this.

- Keep talking. - I want to talk to Colonel Powers, now.

Powers is dead.

What? Since when?

- Weller. - Wait a minute.

If Gibson hates this guy...

We just brought him outside.

Go! Go! Go!

- Get inside. Jane, get inside. - No! No, wait.

- Jane! Get inside! - No! Wait!

That's the man from the woods! He's standing right...

Wait, wait, wait. Easy, easy, easy. Easy.

Come on, now.

Look, you might have hit an artery, okay?

If you pull the glass, you could bleed out in minutes.

- Everything all right? - I hope you know what you're doing.

Me, too.

Come on.

I think I got it.

Gotta get up.

- You all right? - Yeah.

Oh, my God.

How did he get his hands on the...

He kidnapped the daughter of an avionics specialist who helped him hack the drone.

That girl's still missing.

So she needs our help.

This is terrible.

The program wasn't a last resort, was it? You'd already been using it.

Five confirmed kills.

How much collateral damage?

Drones are messy.

What, so Gibson wanted to stop it?

He was one of our best pilots.

But even he couldn't stomach the loss cf American civilians.

So, what, he was gonna blow the whistle?

Yeah.

Yeah, he asked me to help. But, um, I turned him in.

They stripped his clearance, pulled his pension, threatened his family.

We pushed him over the edge, we destroyed his life.

So Gibson was a good guy. He just wanted the killing to stop.

You know, he was, I think, like anybody else. He just wanted to...

He killed ten innocent people this morning. Good guys don't do that.

You don't think good people ever do terrible things?

I think terrible people do terrible things.

And the good people stop them.

Well, Gibson snapped.

He's unpredictable now.

He's still got a missile left. Who's his next target?

I was hoping you were gonna tell me that.

Look, I don't know, man, the guy's vindictive.

He's trying to hurt the people that hurt him.

Powers, me.

Who's next on the list?

General! Where do the drone pilots operate from?

That's classified.

Gibson wants revenge, that's obvious.

But he also hates the program and wants the public to know about it.

So where would he hit, if he wants to do the most damage?

General, please.

- Here. - Excuse me?

The top three floors of this building. The pilots operate from here.

But this doesn't make any sense.

If he wanted to bomb our facility he would have done it by now.

Why wait? Why...

The shift change.

Okay, what are you talking about?

The drones are in the air for days at a time,

but the pilots fly them in 12-hour shifts, so there's an overlap.

Twice a day, every pilot is in this building.

He's waiting for the overlap. Maximum impact.

A well-placed strike could bring this whole building down.

When's the next shift change?

An hour.

So we're evacuating now.

If he sees the building start to empty out, he'll hit us immediately.

Cut his losses.

My people think they are very close to regaining control of this drone.

"Think" isn't gonna cut it.

We got 60 minutes to find Gibson before he kills thousands of people.

I'm on it.

We're funneling as many people as we can through the basement subway connect,

but there's no way we're gonna evacuate the whole building in time.

Tell me you've figured out a way to track this guy.

Well, he'd have to be somewhere pretty high up

to maintain line-of-sight with the drone.

Okay, so we've narrowed his location down to "somewhere up high"?

Well, I've been given access to the exact frequency

that the drone communicates on and traced the signal's emanation point to Brooklyn.

- Gibson's home turf. - Still a lot of ground to cover.

Yes, but the explosives in Gibson's house were a very specific grade of demolition

manufactured exclusively for Garamond construction sites.

And guess what. Gibson worked for them at two sites.

Both new high-rises. Both in Brooklyn.

You and Tasha take the Lexus and hit one of the sites.

Me and Jane will split and we'll cover the other one. Let's go.

I lied to you this morning.

At the shooting range, I did remember something.

That's good. What was it?

Something unforgivable.

What if I was a terrible person before all of this?

I don't think you were, Jane.

But whoever you were then, that's not who you are now.

How do you know?

Your first instinct is to help people, Jane.

Battered wife in Chinatown. Reade after the explosion today.

You don't hesitate, you act.

And you do the right thing.

So I don't know what it is you're remembering or what the context is,

but I do think you're a good person.

I'm heading up to the roof.

Okay, I'll stay here in case he doubles back.

Stay in contact with that radio in the car, all right?

Let me know if you see him.

Jane!

Gibson...

Weller? You're breaking up.

Jane!

Do you copy?

Weller, I can't. I can't, I don't understand you.

Jane!

Gibson's coming out to you now!

We're gonna lose Gibson. I'm on him.

Jane! It's too dangerous! Reade! Zapata!

Jane's in pursuit of Gibson.

She's what?

We got separated, all right, she's in my SUV.

So lock on to that GPS and converge on that position.

Do we even know if she can drive?

Yeah, she can drive!

Penance?

Jane.Jane.

You okay? Can you move?

- Yes. - Gonna get you out of here.

We're good. Get away from the car, come on.

Where's the girl? Where's the girl?

Emily! Emily!

Emily. Hi. My name's Kurt. All right?

I'm here to take you home. Okay?

Here we go.

Emily!

Daddy!

Are you okay? Are you okay?

- We got her back. - Yeah.

We did.

The Eagle 2 just touched down safely.

Air Force is already spinning the two explosions as accidents,

a faulty engine and a natural gas leak.

The public has a right to know the truth.

That's not our call.

Any more hits on the tattoo database?

- Not yet. - Wait a minute.

We're not seriously gonna keep doing this, are we?

We incited a man to rampage today.

What, you think he built a drone control card and didn't intend to use it?

He'd been planning this. And yes, we forced him to up his timeline.

But if he was able to wait until he was ready, there'd be no stopping him.

So the tattoos helped.

That's one way of looking at it.

Okay. That's it for today.

Weller...

Yes, ma'am.

If you think Jane is Taylor Shaw...

- I do. - I wanna be certain.

I've already ordered Shaw's old case files to be sent to our lab.

Patterson can test Taylor's DNA against Jane's.

It's gonna match.

I don't know. If she is Taylor, where has she been for 25 years?

Where did she learn these skills?

And why did someone erase her memory and send her back to you?

It doesn't make sense.

It's her. I can feel it.

Hey. You okay?

I can't stop thinking about Gibson.

What he did was terrible but some part of him was just trying to help.

He let vengeance cloud his thinking.

It's one thing to want to blow the whistle.

Another thing to take lives.

Thank you for what you said earlier. About my instincts.

And for everything.

What happened to you was horrible, Jane.

But good can come of it.

I've been thinking about it.

I might just be the messenger but your name is still on my back.

They could have just said "FBI." Why would they send me to you?

I don't know.

We got Chao's autopsy results back.

We found elevated levels of potassium chloride in his system.

What does that mean?

He was poisoned.

Someone went through a lot of trouble to keep him from talking to us.

The doctor, the one that was walking away.

Canvassed the whole hospital. No one could place him.

Oh, my God.

We have no proof yet.

We're trying to verify it with some DNA from Taylor's case files.

Well, you realize what this, this could mean, right?

I mean, Dad's been accused of kidnapping her. Of killing her.

It didn't matter they couldn't prove it,

he's had it hanging over his head since the day she disappeared.

Mom left him.

Kurt, you spent 25 years

convinced Dad committed a murder that never even happened.

If Jane Doe is Taylor Shaw, then Dad is innocent.

- Maybe. - No, Kurt. Not "maybe."

You have to go see him.

- Sarah... - He's dying.

It's lung cancer. He doesn't have long.

Please, just go see him.

You can fix this before it's too late.

Don't. Don't make a sound.