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Neuromuscular block abating.
Intercostals responding.

-Push 200 milligrams Tramadol.
-SpO2 normal.

Morgan?

-Can you hear me, Morgan?
-Where am I? What's happening?

-Why am I tied up?
-You're okay, Morgan.

You are safe.

We are here to help.

But to do that...

...I need to show you something...

...and I need you to tell me
everything you know about it.

Do you recognize this man?

Think way back.

Think hard, Morgan.

What about that one?

I-- I-- I don't know.

Who is that?

Wait, wait, wait he's Drunchi.

No, Drucci, Drucci.
I think his name's Drucci.

What happened to Mr. Drucci?

What?

The murder.

The trial.

You work for-- Wait I told you people
I won't testify. I gave you my word.

Mr. Brujo, I've been asked
by some very important people...

...to make sure
you have no memory whatsoever...

...of the events surrounding
the death of Nicholas Drucci.

And I will do that.

Take him to the stage three.

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.
Who are--?

Who the hell are you?

How did you get in here?

You can't be here.

Dr. Krilov, I'm a friend of a friend.

I'd like to discuss a proposal with you.

May I buy you lunch?

We identified three more
of Reddington's victims:

Milos Kirchoff, Alistair Pitt...

...and Geoff Perl.

-Those names mean anything to you?
-No.

Which is why I'm gonna pull the files
and see who the lead detectives were.

I think they may know something
that can help me prove...

...that Keen was tipping off Reddington.

-What?
-If Reddington's getting spoon fed intel...

...it's not gonna be from Keen.

She shot the attorney general.

-She went on the run with Reddington.
-They had a common enemy.

Keen was being targeted by the Cabal.

The same criminal organization
that was going after Reddington.

The Bureau zeroed in on these three...

...because they had intel on Reddington
that he didn't want us to find.

So he disappeared them,
and, well, maybe Keen helped him do it.

If she's got nothing to hide,
why's she ducking my calls?

-Answer that.
-Ressler.

This is Detective Elijah Bell,
Philly P.D. Southwest Division.

-How can I help you?
-I got a case.

During a neighborhood canvass, I talked
to a woman named Linda McFaden.

Didn't have squat on my case...

...but she had a story
about a body being moved up in D.C.

-Whose body?
-She had no idea.

But I looked into the dates
and the location...

...and I think it may relate to
an investigation you were working.

The disappearance of Reven Wright.

If that's still active,
you may wanna pay her a visit.

All right, text me the address.

I hate Mozart.

I'll adjust my Christmas list.

I've just heard too much of it.
It's like pop music to me.

Kate, on the other hand,
simply adoresDon Giovanni .

-You found her.
-That was taken 18 hours ago...

...at the Cafe Grundstein in Vienna.

Where Mozart held one of his last
public performances.

In the end, we're all creatures of habit.

And the man she's with?

Dr. Bogdan Ivanovich Krilov.

One of the few people who've mastered
the science of memory manipulation.

Science or science fiction?

You of all people
should know the answer to that.

I understand suppressing memories...

...helping someone to mute out
a traumatic experience.

-But manipulating them?
-The memory of an accident.

A tragedy.

A fire in which
a 4-year-old girl killed her father.

This man, is he's the one
who erased my memory of that night?

That's how Kaplan knows him.

Why is she meeting with him now?

Is it connected to the fire?
To me?

I don't know.

But we have to find out.

Which is why the next name
on the Blacklist is Dr. Krilov.

We've confirmed after their meeting,
Krilov boarded a flight to New York.

He landed in JFK four hours ago...

...and told passport control he's
staying at the Winthrop Grand Hotel.

Why is Kaplan interested in
someone with Krilov's peculiar skill set?

Reddington doesn't know.
And he couldn't ask...

...because Kaplan
eluded the photographer.

Reddington's going to Vienna
to pick up the trail.

Agent Keen...

...I think I speak for all of us when I say
the last memory specialist we dealt with...

...was not a pleasant one.

It's a brutal process.

Ressler, Navabi, get to Krilov.
Find out what Kaplan wants with him.

Sir, a new witness just came forward
in the Reven Wright case.

I'll go with Samar.

Fine, roll out.

Hey, Keen.

Give us a second, would you?

Gale thinks
you're Reddington's informant.

More reason for me
to avoid his calls.

I don't agree. He's already
ID'd the bodies of three Blacklisters:

-Geoff Perl, Alistair Pitt, Milos Kirchoff.
-I'm not Reddington's informant.

So tell him. It's not gonna be a lie, and it'll
help hide the truth about the task force.

We can't let him find out about that.

Krilov checked in shortly after nine.

Security logs show he left the hotel
after checking in and hasn't returned.

I showed his photo to the bell service
and the doorman. No luck.

If it helps, I assume he'll be returning.
This letter arrived for him after he left.

-We need to take this.
-That won't be possible.

Krilov's a person of interest
in a criminal investigation.

I wanna be cooperative, but he's a guest
and that letter's private property.

-I can't let you take it without a warrant.
-I understand.

-I don't.
-Here you go.

-Walk fast.
-Why?

Because any second, he's gonna realize
he's holding my rent check.

And here I thought you'd gone all
pink and perfect on me.

The man who raised me was a grifter.

Couldn't be pink and perfect if I tried.

It's an invoice and arrival itinerary.
Manilow Van Lines.

Krilov's expecting a delivery.
Does it say what for?

No, but it arrived last night.

Well, unless you can palm
a cargo container...

...I think this time
you really will need a warrant.

I just move them through.

-Customs does inspections.
-You're not responsible for what we find.

Here we go.

Whatever's inside,
nobody's shown up to collect it.

This is what?
A stash of medical equipment?

Looks like Krilov was here
to manipulate some memories.

Yeah.

But whose?

It's all over.
The FBI just seized my equipment.

The mission cannot be compromised.

Well, it has been.
I need my equipment.

And now they have it.

-I'll get you new equipment.
-It's not that easy.

My equipment is specialized.

You can't just replace it.

No one else does what I do.

That's not exactly true.
Take out a pen and paper.

I'm gonna give you a name.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-How may I help you?
-Two Sachertorten, please.

Keep the change.

This is too much.

Perhaps I'll add to the order.

I'm looking for this woman.

I represent the estate of a dear aunt
who left her a sizable bequest.

I was hoping you might have some
information that would help me find her?

I don't know where she's staying,
but she was here when we opened.

With a suitcase.

Perhaps the train?

We're only a
few blocks from the Wien-Mitte.

Thank you, my dear.

We'll take the Sachertorten to go.

So you told Detective Bell that
you saw some people moving a body.

I'm-- I'm not sure.

It was dark, across the street.
I probably shouldn't have said anything.

Coming forward's hard.
Most people don't.

You did the right thing.

-You know who my neighbor was?
-Yes.

-Laurel Hitchin.
-The president's national security advisor.

Whatever it was,
it-- It was coming out of her house.

Well, I have a reason to believe that
it was a person.

Reven Wright. The second highest
ranking official in the Justice Department.

I need you to tell me what you saw.

What I saw could get me killed.

Why do you think I came here
to stay with my sister?

I did it to hide from what I saw.
To forget it.

Can you forget it though?

Linda, tell me what you saw.

Hey, you guys. Okay, so
after Krilov didn't show up at the hotel...

...Mr. Cooper issued an APB
and it paid off.

You got a location for him?

A transit cop spotted him on
a platform but lost him in the crowd.

So I pulled the security feeds
from the street outside the station.

That was Gale again.

-Third time today.
-You know my vote. Stay away.

I agree, and these days,
we don't agree on anything...

...so, you know,
it's gotta be good advice.

It looks like he's watching someone.

There, that woman.

Oh, my God.
That's Dr. Selma Orchard.

The unpleasant recollection
you had about the specialist...

...who looked into my memory.
That's her.

Maybe they're colleagues.
Keep running the feed.

I don't think they're colleagues.
She's his target.

The equipment she used on me was
similar to what we seized.

He needs a lab so he's going after
someone who can supply him one.

Aram, pull up Selma Orchard's number.
We need to get to her before Krilov does.

-This is Dr. Orchard.
-Dr. Orchard, this is Elizabeth Keen.

Listen carefully. There's a man coming
for you. His name is Bogdan Krilov.

Hello? Dr. Orchard?

A forgetful memory specialist.

Is that ironic or an oxymoron?

I can never tell the difference.

You found him. Grand.

Please, sit.

Is everything okay, sir?

Marvelous, I have such a fondness for
the little snacks from the bar car.

The crackers and cheeses,
the sausages. It's like camping.

Try the peppered one there,
it's surprisingly good.

Your friend has a gun.

He does, but he'll have little use for it...

...so long as you assist me
in locating a passenger.

Her name is unimportant...

...as her ticket was likely purchased
under any number of aliases.

Which is why I'll need to see all
of the various passenger manifests...

-...leaving from Wien-Mitte.
-I can't do that.

How long has it been
since your rail line has had a robbery?

-What?
-A robbery. A stick up. Like the Old West.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about
making you stop this train...

...while my associate and I rob your
passengers of their money and jewelry.

I must admit, I've always been somewhat
seduced by the idea.

Bill Miner, the old Grey Fox,
Butch Cassidy...

...but I've never really
felt the itch until now.

So you're gonna walk back to...

...wherever it is you walk to,
and get the manifests...

...or I'm gonna stop this train,
take your money...

...and give this rail line
the most ridiculous PR disaster...

...since the Newton Boys
robbed that mail train in Rondout.

I won't say anything.
I won't, I won't. I swear.

Please, I have a son.

I don't care about the equipment.
Keep it, just keep it.

It's all packed up.

I know what you do.
Your work, it's really incredible.

If you would've asked me,
I would've given you my equipment.

I wish I could've taken the chance.

I really do.

Please, I'm begging you.

Let's see your hands.

Dr. Orchard?

Selma?

Okay, you're gonna be okay.

-It's okay.
-He's gone.

This is Agent Elizabeth Keen
with the FBI.

I need a medical team, Priority 3.

There were three men.

I didn't see a body at first.

Just a rug or a rolled up tarp.

But when they put it
in the back of the van...

...it sort of....

That's okay.
Take your time.

It unrolled...

-...and I saw a foot.
-I'm gonna need you to come to D.C...

-...to make a statement.
-I can't.

Dispatch routed me through
to the Vienna station agent.

This is a list of all the paid passengers
who boarded today.

Here, Susan Stahley.

She wasn't on the early morning train.

That's this train. One of our sleepers.
B-12, four cars back.

The woman, there was a woman.

Yes, she got off at the last stop.

You must be Raymond.

She said you might come.

Said to give you this.

Thank you.

-Hello, Raymond.
-You can't keep up this wild goose chase.

I'm gonna find you.

I'll save you the trouble.
I'm heading to Lucerne.

We'll need the jet. Call Edward,
tell him we'll get off at the next stop.

You remember what's in Lucerne,
don't you?

-Kate.
-I'm so sorry, Raymond.

I can't talk now, my car just arrived.
I'll call you when I get there.

You heard me.
Selma Orchard.

Kaplan sent Krilov to Orchard?

-I don't like the connection.
-To me?

-Now you think this is about my memory?
-I don't know.

Not long ago, the idea that Kate
would hurt you to get to me...

...was unthinkable.

But the Kate I'm after now
is difficult to recognize.

The bodies.
The ones Julian Gale is investigating.

-I need the list.
-The list?

The FBI's forensic experts
are trying to identify the remains.

I need the list of the ones
who've been identified so far.

As quickly as you can
and send it to Dembe.

Why did he do this?

Krilov was hired
to adjust someone's memory...

...and we confiscated his lab.

So he stole yours.

But your memory, the night of the fire.

He stole it from me 25 years ago.

That's why we needed you
to get it back.

Is this about that night?

We won't know until we find him.

-Do you have any idea where he went?
-No.

But my equipment might.

Hey, Dr. Orchard was right.

-Her equipment may help us find Krilov.
-How?

The EEG machine
he stole is state of the art.

It's made to receive updates
from a main server.

It's part of a wireless network.

Which we can use to locate the machine
and Krilov once he turns it on.

Did you get a list of bodies
Julian Gale ID'd?

Yeah, Mr. Cooper did.

What is Mr. Reddington
gonna do with it?

Agent Ressler,
I think it's time we had a heart to heart.

Raymond,
the list of victims from Agent Keen.

Hans.

Kate, you made good time.

I assume you know why I'm here.

I told you the bodies
I unearthed would destroy you.

That each one would tell a story.

You don't need to do this.

We're way past that point, dearie.

You can't change what you've done,
and you can't stop what's coming.

Your own sins, Raymond.

You did this to yourself.

My word.

So this is you. The Mr. Kaplan
my people whisper about.

Reddington's hidden protector.

The fairy tale come to life.

Mr. Von Hauser,
thank you for seeing me.

I'm quite real.
Though you're right...

...Raymond and I prefer to keep my role
in his affairs to ourselves.

He certainly
doesn't approve of my visit today.

And yet,
you've chosen to defy his wishes?

I don't have to tell you
how dangerous that can be.

No.

But I'm here
because I have something to tell you.

A story that I'm sorry to say
will cause you profound grief and anger.

About?

Hans.

He was Werner's son.

A formidable young man.

Early 20s,
already in the family business.

Understand,
this was 25 years ago now.

I was...

...younger myself.

Intent on building an empire.

Intent on becoming...

...the powerful criminal
the world had been told I already was.

Werner was very impressive
to me then.

International weapons dealer,
a smuggler.

A jack-of-almost-every-illicit-trade
one might imagine.

I wanted an alliance...

...to become
Werner's most trusted associate.

Raymond crafted a plan
based on an ancient principle.

If you want
your enemy to become your friend...

...create a problem for him
and then solve it.

You're talking
about Hans's abduction?

You're telling me
Reddington was behind it?

The idea was simple enough.

To make it appear as if
Hans had been kidnapped.

To send Werner a ransom demand.

Ten million or his son would be killed.

At that point, I would intervene.
Talk to the brutal abductors...

...convince them they should
release Hans unharmed.

They would agree, of course,
out of respect to me and my reputation...

...as a man not to be crossed.

Werner would be deeply grateful.

And so...

-...my enemy would become my friend.
-No, no, no.

Hans was taken
by the Taddicken brothers.

Known around the world
for their savagery.

Yes, that's why Raymond chose them.

They were given very clear
instructions not to harm your son.

Unfortunately,
they didn't follow those instructions.

The Taddicken brothers
were careless, reckless.

Hans was suffocated while in transit.

Tragic. Unforgivable. Raymond was--

Horrified.

Devastated.

In a rage, I obliterated
the Taddicken brothers.

And Mr. Kaplan saw to
the disposal of Hans's body.

Werner was beyond bereft.

But he was also very grateful to me.

The man who had killed the...

...animals responsible for
murdering his only son.

It remains one of
my most profound regrets.

But of course,
I never told Werner the truth.

Instead, we began one of
the most profitable alliances...

...in modern criminal history.

An alliance that has
remained intact for decades.

Can you prove
what you have told me?

I can do better than that,
Mr. Von Hauser.

I can return your son's body.

So you can give him the burial
he was so wrongly denied.

At this moment, his remains
are in the custody of the FBI.

Where's Linda McFaden?
You tell me now or I swear--

Donald, enough with the
Reven Wright thing. Come on.

You have no power to
interfere with my investigation.

"No power"? Really?

I'm White House
national security advisor.

My interference is
the least of your problems.

See, if I choose to, I'll simply
remove you from the equation.

Do I make myself clear?

-Let it go, Agent Ressler.
-I'm not going without my witness.

Damn it.
I don't wanna hurt that girl...

...but you and your pursuit of
another Boy Scout honor badge...

...have forced my hand,
and now I have no choice.

Get out. Shoo.

Hey, remember,
you did this to her, not me.

You did this to her, not me.

He has accepted the fiction that
he is in her car talking with Hitchin.

We should have no problem...

...uploading the remaining
selected memories.

Gale.

George, why do you
have empty hands, huh?

You know how
I don't like empty hands.

Sorry, boss. I put in a request
for those files you asked for.

-Yeah?
-Geoff Perl, Alistair Pitt, Milos Kirchoff.

But those files are designated SCI7.

-SCI--?
-Seven.

-Never heard of that.
-Pretty sure that's the point.

I wonder what's so special
about those three cases.

Three? Try every case in the east wall of
Main Records, plus the annex.

We're talking hundreds and hundreds
of legal boxes.

Hundreds, huh?
And they're all off-limits.

Now we're getting somewhere, Georgie.

You found Krilov?

The equipment he's using,
Dr. Orchard's EEG...

...it is pinging the manufacturer's
server. I'm tracking the signal.

Does getting the signal mean
he's using the EEG on someone?

-Yeah, unfortunately.
-There. Where is that?

A clinic in Rockville, Maryland.
Shut down nearly a decade ago.

You two, get there now.

You're arriving outside
of Laurel Hitchin's estate.

You believe the witness is inside.

You know you need to make
a move soon. Time is wasting.

It's time.

Unhook him. He's ready for transport.

-You didn't kill his son?
-No.

But Werner won't
see it that way, will he?

-Then why are we driving to his home?
-I have no alternative.

-I believe this is a bad idea, Raymond.
-I'll handle Werner.

It's Kate who has me on tenterhooks.

We put out one fire, she starts another.
The woman is an arsonist.

She's not gonna stop until
she burns me to the ground.

-I'm unarmed.
-Who was here?

Your patient, the person
Kaplan hired you to work on?

You don't remember me, do you?

I know who you are. The memories you
took from me when I was a girl.

Trust me,
we're gonna talk about that.

But first, your patient, where is he?

Liz.

Ressler.

He was an excellent patient.
Very pliable, unlike you.

Definitely not pink or perfect.

This isn't right. Since when
does he have so much security?

Since today.
Nikolaus, how are you, my friend?

Very well, Mr. Reddington. Thank you.

If you don't mind, we need to
wand you and your man.

A change in protocol, I see.

Orders of Mr. Von Hauser.

Werner.

Thank you for
agreeing to hear me out.

I promised to meet with you.

I never said I would listen to you.

Our relationship is built on a lie.

A tragedy.

The fact that you walked into this room
confirms you know nothing about me.

You severely underestimated
my love for my son.

Then and now.
And for that, you will pay with your life.

I deserve to pay.

But I can't.

I never underestimated you, Werner.

I just hoped things could work out.

Nikolaus?

Nikolaus has been on my payroll since
I introduced him to you 25 years ago.

I knew one day we would have to look
each other in the eye and face the truth.

And I knew it would be an event
that one of us would not recover from.

You're abiding love for your son
was always evident to me, Werner.

The loss of Hans...

...there are no words
to duly express my remorse.

I'm sorry for that

And I'm--

I'm sorry for this.

His men outside will be
pouring in any minute.

Some will stand with me,
but it's a house divided.

Unless you want to join a civil war,
you need to exit out back into the woods.

Thank you for your loyalty, Nikolaus.

I'll be in touch.

Where's Agent Ressler?

We know you were contracted to, what...

...erase some kind of memory?
Embed one?

I want my lawyer.

I'm not gonna ask again.

I already told you, princess.

I'm not talking to you
until my lawyer is present.

-What are you doing?
-I told him I'm not gonna ask again.

-Liz, hang on.
-Are you serious?

Come on. You are FBI.

You think I actually believe you are
going to inject that needle?

You know, unfortunately,
I don't know much about Propofol.

I think it's a general anesthetic. Can you
even inject this directly into the arm?

-Stop it.
-I don't know. You tell me.

-You're the doctor, princess.
-Agent Keen.

-Hey.
-Would mainlining this...

-...cause long-term damage to the heart?
-Liz.

The lungs? The kidneys?
Would it kill an old man?

Okay, okay, stop it. I'll tell you.

Keep talking.

There is a house on the Potomac.

Aram, I had texted you an address.

Laurel Hitchin's house on the river.
On our way.

Laurel Hitchin? What?
What happened with Krilov?

We have him in custody.
His target, Kaplan's target, was Ressler.

-Oh, my God.
-Agent Ressler? He was in Philadelphia.

He was. He was abducted
and pumped full of drugs.

We think Krilov somehow programmed
Ressler to believe Hitchin abducted...

...a witness that could connect her
to Reven Wright's murder.

-Ressler wasn't with Krilov?
-No, Krilov's men already moved him.

They're positioning him
to go after Hitchin.

We tried to warn her
but couldn't reach her.

If Kaplan is behind this
to hurt Reddington...

...how does using Ressler
to take out Hitchin help?

Kaplan gave us the chance to abandon
our relationship with Reddington.

We didn't. Now she'll take every step
necessary to dismantle the task force.

-Starting with Ressler.
-Without the task force...

...Reddington would be
exposed.

I have the address.
Routing backup to meet you there now.

Everything set?

Let's go. He'll wake up soon.

Don't.

Come on.

-Where's Linda?
-Ressler, that shot--

-Where is she?
-What is the meaning of this? Who is he?

Donald Ressler, FBI.

Ms. Hitchins here is a prime suspect
in Reven Wright's murder.

Agent Ressler isn't well,
Mr. Ambassador. He needs help.

Oh, Mr. Ambassador.
Is he part of the Cabal as well?

Yes, Donald. He is. We all are.
It's all one big global conspiracy...

...and you weren't
invited to the party. Sorry.

Well, I think you should go.

-I will do no such thing.
-I think you will.

-Now.
-It's okay.

I'm fine.
He's delusional, not dangerous.

The witness, Linda McFaden,
where are you keeping her?

First of all, I don't know any Linda. If you
put the gun away, we can work this out.

There's no way you'd
let her out of your sight.

Not when she's the only person that
can tie you to Reven Wright's murder.

I think you're keeping her here.

That's what we're gonna do. We're gonna
go through this place room by room.

Now let's go.

Fine. Let's go.

As soon as we hit the road,
we'll find a way to the jet.

The jet is sitting on
one of Werner's airstrips.

No doubt his men are on it now...

...drinking my scotch
and seeing who fits in my suits.

Then we'll have to find
another way out of here.

Without Werner or his contacts,
shipping lanes, airfields...

...I can't do anything
from Gibraltar to the Urals.

Every piece of his machinery
is up in the air now.

And where they land is
anybody's guess.

For the time being, we'll have to be
comfortable with chaos.

Stay with him.

Help is on the way.

-Like I said, there's nobody here.
-Then you're gonna tell me.

-You'll tell me where you're holding her.
-Ressler, stand down.

Keen. I found a witness who saw
Hitchin's men dispose of Reven's body.

-There is no witness.
-Thank you.

What are you talking about? I met her.
She told me everything.

Listen to your partner.
You're ill. You need help.

You're not ill. Your memory was
manipulated by Dr. Bogdan Krilov.

-We have him in custody.
-I know what I saw. Trust me.

No, you need to trust me.
The detective who reached out to you?

-Yeah, Elijah Bell.
-There is no Elijah Bell in the Philly P.D.

He works with Krilov,
so does your witness.

No, no.

I was at her house, okay?
I was there when she was taken.

By Krilov's men.
He staged the whole thing.

Hitchin wasn't involved. During the raid,
you were knocked out, unconscious.

That's when Krilov started to
work on you, implanting memories.

Hitchin coming to pick you up.

Agent Ressler.

-How do you know that?
-Krilov made it up.

-Krilov staged the whole thing.
-No.

We won't let her
get away with this.

You're right.
We will find justice for Reven.

Just not this way.

Ressler, look at your hand.

You were drugged.

Propofol. Tramadol.

It's not your fault.

You're the victim here.

-He's the victim? I mean--
-Yes, and you're a murderer.

And one day, we're gonna prove it.

Every part of this little drama, Kate,
is playing out as grand tragedy.

Family feuds always do.

-Werner's dead.
-Oh, Raymond.

You may have bitten the hand that
feeds you this time, dearie.

Every one of Werner's allies will be
out hunting to put you down.

Are you going to cry havoc
and let slip the dogs of war, Raymond?

Goodbye, Kate.

Agent Ressler, sorry,
but I'm gonna need your sidearm.

-Is that necessary?
-Yes, sir, it is.

What are you doing?

Can you go ahead
and turn around?

Ressler is the victim.
He was manipulated and drugged.

I'm sure the investigation
will bear that out.

But in the meantime,
he's in our custody.

Sir.

Sorry.

I really wanna thank you, Agent Keen.

I genuinely believe he would've
shot me if you hadn't shown up.

-I didn't do it for you. I did it for him.
-Fair, but you did it.

And for that I'm grateful.

Donald Ressler represents
what's best about this country.

He's loyal, and honest,
and he believes that no one...

...no one, is above the law.

And I believe that one day, you'll be
the one being dragged off in handcuffs.

And he'll be walking into his
lake house to watch the sunset.

Yeah.

Never gonna happen.

I want every detail.
What you did, how you did it.

What memories you implanted in
Agent Ressler's consciousness.

And what you took away.

You're going to give me everything
we need to exonerate him.

I could do that I suppose
if properly motivated.

You don't remember me, do you?

From 25 years ago, no.

But then you wouldn't be
very good at your job if I did.

No, not 25 years ago. Just two.

What are you talking about?

You were brought to me by
a mutual acquaintance of ours...

...who wanted me to take
certain memories away from you.

-What memories?
-Let's just say...

...you had uncovered certain truths
about Raymond Reddington.

And he couldn't have that.

You're lying.

No, I'm not lying.

And I think you know that.

So let's make a deal.

Full immunity.

I walk.

In exchange for
the memories I took from you.

That's not gonna happen.

That is a shame for all of us.

But more so for you than me,
I suspect.

And for the Agent Ressler, of course.

Two years ago.

Two, not 25. Two.

Kaplan is using Krilov.

What was the secret
you needed Krilov to take?

Nothing. She's using him to pull at
threads to continue to unravel my life.

He sidelined Ressler.
He's trying to do the same to you.

-You did it once.
-Yes, when you were a child...

...to protect you from the
memory of killing your father.

I hired Krilov once, never again.

That's Julian Gale.

I've been avoiding his calls.
I'm thinking that was a mistake.

Bogdan Krilov, Julian Gale, directly or
indirectly, they're working for Kaplan.

-Against us.
-Against you.

I'd think that would be
a difficult distinction for you to make.

Speak with them if you must.
All I ask is you don't do it in anger.

I wouldn't want you to say anything
either of us would regret.

Some of them were killed because they
were trying to help us catch Reddington.

I asked them to inform.
I promised them protection.

And well, I failed, and here they are.

-You must be Agent Gale.
-Charmed, I'm sure.

Speaking of charmed, I hear
Reddington can be very charming.

What was it like
going on the run with him?

-Did he charm you?
-I was a fugitive.

It was awful.

September 23rd, 2013.
Does that date ring a bell?

-Should it?
-It should for you.

See, that's the day you went from
being a rookie profiler...

...to a classified assignment.

I would remember.
How about October 1st, 2013?

Nothing? Really?

See, that's the day that the Reddington
task force started to fall apart.

-I don't know anything about that.
-No?

How about SCI7?

You ever hear that?

Never have.

Apparently, it's a designation
that the Bureau...

...reserves for certain
high-profile cases.

It's classified so
I can't look at the files...

...or interview heroes of law enforcement
that are doing such important work.

However, I was able to pinpoint the
first time that designation was used.

You care for another date?

-See, I love dates.
-Is there a question here?

No, but there's a pattern.

See, there was a rash of major cases
that were solved, hundreds of them...

...starting the weeks after you were
plucked from obscurity.

Reddington's been
feeding the Bureau intel.

Big names.

SCI7 big.

Names that the Bureau
never knew existed.

He's feeding them to you.

And in exchange...

...you're allowing him to stay one step
ahead of the law. That right?

-Why did you want to see me?
-I didn't.

I wanted you to see them.

See, I've already asked them...

...for their forgiveness for
my part in their being here.

I wanted to give you
a chance to do the same.