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What the hell is going on?

Is this fool going to deliver?
It's been an hour!

Relax. It's fine!

It's been an hour, Raymond.
Your men coming or not?

As I said, there's been
a slight delay at the border.

Yes, you said that.

I'll kill him if he screws
me on this.

I'm taking a great risk here.

Salaam seems grouchy. Perhaps
he's hungry. God knows I'm starving.

What the hell are we doing
standing around in this warehouse?

Let's get a meal, break bread,
drink some arak.

When the shipment gets here,
we'll finish our business.

-The truck isn't coming, is it?
-What's that supposed to mean?

I've heard the rumors, Raymond.
We all have.

-People are whispering.
-What?

Tell him I'm done waiting.

They're saying bills
are not being paid.

Yeah, suppliers are defecting.

People are talking, Raymond.
The rats are fleeing the ship.

I'll put a bullet in his head
if he's lied.

We need these weapons.

He is waiting for arms. If they're not
supplied as promised, they'll die.

The truck will be here.

My sons need arms.

The lives of my boys depend on you.

Their blood is on your hands.

Take it easy. Calm down.

Rhinehart, assure your client, as much
as I detest him and his dirty little war...

...his shipment is en route
and will get here when it gets here.

However, if he expects
to take delivery...

...he needs to put his gun
back in his pants.

If that truck doesn't show,
we're all dead. Understand?

We're dead.

Tell him to put the gun down.

And what do you know?

I got here as soon as I could.

But the situation at the border
is the least of our problems.

-What happened?
-The supplier never showed.

They sent a man to say your funds
never arrived. There was yelling.

He said the Beck family is done
doing business with Mr. Reddington.

Then he left.

The blood of my sons is on your--

Indeed, the rats are fleeing, Dembe.

If the payment wasn't made, it's because
Kaplan's making a run on the bank.

Get Abe on the phone.
Let's find out what deals are in play.

The deal will be fine. Things are
nowhere near as bad as you believe.

No, no.

No, Latvian route is defunct which is fine.
I have many other resources.

No, you should've received those funds.
We sent them.

Has she said anything? Call Brimley.

What?

Yes, of course.
I'm confirming that as we speak.

What the hell is going on
with Bank Rheinfelden?

Confirmation of the funds transferred.

For what it's worth, I can assure you,
there have been no security breaches...

...in the event Mr. Reddington
would reconsider.

He won't reconsider. Thank you.

Yes, yes, Von Hauser is gone which
is unfortunate but indicative of nothing.

I can assure you passage is safe,
and the documents are clean.

I've got Rice on the line. He's--

Your only risk is if you step out now...

...your clients end up with inferior
material, or worse yet, end up in custody.

Fine.

-He hung up.
-Well, what did he say?

Canceled the order.

It appears the Frankfurt and
Bagan accounts are both gone.

I thought Kaplan was
removed from the account.

She must be trading on your trust,
saying she still represents you.

Oh, it's exhilarating.

I can actually feel my body
releasing endorphins.

You were on the treadmill
for 15 minutes, walking.

Race walking. It's an Olympic sport.

This is why you're good for me.
I never exercise.

I feel amazing.

It's like a total stress reducer.

Aram Mojtabai?

-Yeah?
-You been subpoenaed to appear...

...in front of a
federal grand jury tomorrow, noon.

-Everything's there in the envelope.
-Is this about the task force?

Did everyone get one of these?

It's illegal to tell a target of an investigation
you've been called to testify.

So keep it to yourself.

Knock, knock.

Brimley, at last, a friendly face.

Here, here.

Two rabbits.

There's a woman in the other room.
I need you to get her to divulge...

...the name and the address
of Kaplan's new driver.

I am skipping euchre with the Saltmans
to tell you this face to face. I'm out.

Please, we can discuss that later.

I'm with you, what, 19 years?

There's talk of bodies turning up,
an investigation.

I wanna help. You're hotter
than a four peckered goat...

...and I can't risk doing another stretch,
not even for you.

I need you, Teddy.

Betsy's the best I can do for you.

You know
what my time at Lompoc did.

No dust mite covers,
no hypoallergenic pillows.

I barely made it,
and that was before the hypoxemia.

Whatever you need her to say,
Betsy will squeeze it out of her.

-And then it's rabbit stew for dinner.
-Not stewed, live.

She likes a little tickle in her throat.

Mr. Reddington.
Whatever this is, I don't wanna know.

-The accounts?
-I've gone over each one.

-And?
-She's cleaning you out.

It's brutal.

Yeah, the ME says
the decapitation occurred post mortem.

Why do you think Reddington
would do that?

Maybe he gave it to someone as proof.

A warning to an enemy.

See, I'm thinking he gave it
to a friend as a gift...

...like an offering.

Donald, I want you to know
that I do understand how you feel.

-Mr. Reddington.
-You get an ID?

Oh, yeah. I ID'd the body,
and I was able to ID the friend.

-You know where to find him?
-I already did.

He's standing right in front of me.

This is Mako Tanida.
He killed some of the Bureau's best...

...men and women.

And then Reddington
goes and kills him.

Why would Reddington do that?

In exchange for your protection.

I followed you to the woods.
I saw you and Keen with Reddington.

I was wrong.
Keen wasn't informing Reddington.

Reddington was informing you,
the Bureau.

After everything we did
to try and hunt down Reddington...

...after everything that Reddington did,
America's most wanted man...

-...you cut a deal.
-No.

No, Julian. I didn't make a deal, all right?
Main Justice did.

And when I found out, what you're
feeling right now, that's exactly how I felt.

So then what?

Reddington cuts Tanida's head off.

And you think, "Whoa, not so bad
having an assassin on the payroll."

No, no, you went to Records. You read
SCI-7. You know the good we do.

-Are you trying to justify this to me?
-Four years.

We've made more high-level arrests
than every other division combined.

Reddington's a mass murderer.

If I can prove that you or anybody else
on the task force...

...turned a blind eye
when he killed any of these people...

...I'm gonna take you down.

Yeah, I'm gonna take everybody down.

-And was that a threat?
-It's a promise.

-Don Julio.
-Raymond.

How are you?

I miss Alonissos. No money.
Shack on the beach.

Dreams of infamy.

That was a lifetime ago.

Two, maybe.

You said you had a question.
If so, I must ask you to be brief about it.

Don Julio,
I've never known you to be brisk.

-Certainly not at meal time.
-I hear things, Raymond.

And what I hear is Mr. Kaplan
has proven to be a formidable adversary.

I have a name.

Squeezed it out of a contractor
in Kaplan's employ. Phillip Roque.

I understand
he used to be your driver.

-If I get to him, I get to Kaplan.
-Can't help you.

Can't? Or wont?

Seems this Mr. Kaplan pays well.

I'm told that Roque
recently bought a Porsche.

-That's all you know?
-No.

That's what you need.

Send my love to Chitra.

Stainless steel, set of six.
You got your large and medium kitchen...

...your boning, your fruit,
your paring, and your bread.

End of the month, the guy with
the most sales takes home the set.

Incentive: the currency of politicians,
dog trainers, and criminals.

We're in a meeting here.
Who do you think you are?

I'm Raymond Reddington.
I'm looking for a customer of yours.

Phillip Roque.

In the last four weeks,
he purchased an automobile...

...from one of you fine gentlemen,
tricked out with all the bells and whistles.

Anyone?

No?

Perhaps an incentive.

You get to keep
all your fingers and toes.

Phillip Roque.

No address or number. Everything
ran through a business manager.

And who was that exactly?

Hello, Abe.

You won't be using that arm again.

That's your left arm.
I know you're right handed.

I know that because
we've worked together for 11 years.

I know your wife has diabetes.

That your daughter's favorite animal
is a hippo.

I know you love Chinese food.

That you'd eat it every Wednesday
when you shack up with your girlfriend...

...in her apartment above
WuFat Noodle House.

I know you skim an extra grand
every week to help pay for that girlfriend.

Abe, you steal my money
so you can get laid.

I've ignored because
you're an accounting wizard.

What I cannot ignore is your betrayal.

You are how Mr. Kaplan
has drained my accounts.

-Red, I can explain.
-Phillip Roque.

You wired money to buy him a car.
Where is he?

Page 12.

-Mario Dixon?
-I can't help with Roque.

I would if I knew
where he was, but I don't.

Who's Mario Dixon?

We have a new target.

Elizabeth.

I need you to find out what you can
about a Mario Dixon.

Kaplan wired him
$300,000 two days ago.

Whatever her next move is,
Dixon is helping her make it.

Grabbing lunch at Sol's.
Want anything?

Tuna salad on rye.

Extra pickles.

Thank you, Mario.

-Who are you? Where am I?
-The good news is you're going to live.

The bad news is your depth perception
will never be the same.

There must be some mistake.
Look, I don't-- I'm nobody.

Which is your dominant eye?

-Agent Mojtabai, thank you for coming in.
-Did I have a choice?

Victims of Reddington were recently
unearthed and turned over to the FBI.

Based on the investigation,
I've convened a grand jury...

...to hear testimony about whether
the task force you are a part of...

...enabled Raymond Reddington
to continue committing crimes...

...while working as
a Bureau informant.

-I have nothing to say about that.
-And whether that task force...

...ignored or facilitated
those crimes in exchange for...

...information Reddington provided
in pursuit of targets.

If you insist on calling my client
before the grand jury...

...he will invoke his fifth amendment right
against self-incrimination.

-I'm granting him immunity.
-"Immunity"?

To testify against my friends, who may
or may not work for a task force...

...that may or may not even exist.
Yeah, I'm not doing that.

I don't have to do that, right?

Granting you immunity
in exchange for your testimony...

...takes away your right
to plead the fifth.

How? Take away my constitutional right
by granting me something I don't want.

I don't want immunity. You can--

I refuse to let you grant it.

Consider me ungranted.

Counselor, I trust you will help your client
the gift he has been given.

"Gift"? To turn on my friends?

My alleged friends.

To stay out of prison.
Unless you refuse to answer questions...

...in which case you could go to jail
for being in contempt.

Gale, he knows everything.
He saw me with Keen and Reddington.

Yeah, but is that so terrible? I mean--

It's not good,
but the task force is legal.

-He can't get a grand jury to indict us.
-Who said anything about a grand jury?

Gale's angle is Reddington
and what we've let him do for cases.

It's a slippery moral slope
we've navigated with care, as with any CI.

But our CI's responsible
for 86 homicides in America.

He's ID'd most of them.
He has a timeline.

He knows we've let Reddington
get away with murder.

He can't prove it.

Not unless one of us testifies that it's true,
which none of us would do.

Unless he can prove the existence
of a deal, he has nothing.

But whether Gale
can prove it or not...

...and I'm not saying that he can because,
I mean, if I have anything to do with it...

...he will not. Whatever. I'm proud of
the work that we've done here.

Proud of facilitating a criminal empire?

-A necessary evil.
-Maybe.

Some of the blood he's spilled
is on our hands.

I agree with Ressler and with Aram.

I'm proud, and I'm ashamed.

One day, when they teach a course
on Reddington's task force at Quantico...

...we can do a panel
and debate the pros and cons.

But right now
we need to get Kate Kaplan.

You missed the part
about Julian Gale.

-He's steps away from indicting us.
-The closer Gale gets...

...the faster we need to remove
Kaplan as a threat to Reddington.

-How are the two connected?
-We need Reddington to deal with Gale.

-Are you suggesting killing him?
-Of course not.

I'm not suggesting anything
other than what we already know.

If we wanna
get out from Gale's shadow...

...we're gonna need Reddington.

And if we don't stop Kaplan now,
he won't be around to give it to us.

Fine. Mr. Kaplan, what do we know?

-Westcott scissors.
-Her real name is Kathryn Nemec.

She's a trained mortician
turned crime scene cleaner...

...and one of Reddington's
oldest and most trusted confidants.

Lacrimal dissector.

Kaplan's spent 30 years
tending to his messes...

...while Reddington built
his criminal empire.

And it took her five months
to surgically dismantle it.

We believe she hired Natalie Luca...

...to go after Reddington's
money launderer, Zach Smoll.

Isabella Stone to murder
Stratos Sarantos...

...cutting off Reddington's
Mediterranean shipping operation.

Dr. Bogdan Krilov to sideline Ressler,
the Apothecary to poison Reddington.

She put 86 skeletons
in the hands of Julian Gale...

...shutting Reddington out of Europe
completely and putting us at risk.

-Does Reddington have any leads?
-One.

-Mario Dixon.
-Who's he?

Put it on ice.

According to the NCIC database...

...Mario Brandon Dixon is a thief
who specializes in high value targets.

-Jewels, art, cars, nuts.
-"Nuts"?

Probably Macademias.

When stolen by truckload,
they're actually quote lucrative.

It's a fun fact.

-Any known associates?
-He has a kid brother in prison.

Mecklenburg Correctional.

-Why are you doing this?
-I told you. We're gonna need--

Reddington hired
the Debt Collector to kidnap you.

Which is indefensible.

Allowed you to be drugged
by a sociopath.

He did, and if he's in trouble,
then so are we.

I'm convinced we either rise together
or fall apart.

Navabi, you and Keen
get to Mecklenburg.

See what the brother has to say.

-If you're here about Mario--
-No, we're here for you, Dino.

What you threw away for him.

You graduated high school
with a 3.8 GPA...

...and a soccer scholarship
to Clemson.

Mario saw the life you wanted,
and he dragged you into his, into this.

I know what it's like
to have a criminal brother you love.

It's been a rough haul, hasn't it?

If you're not in the shoe,
you're in the infirmary.

We can get you moved.

If the information you provide
leads us to your brother...

...we're authorized to
slice five years off your sentence.

Deal.

Before you interrupted me,
I was gonna rat out the prick for nothing.

He's got a place in Baltimore
where he keeps his booty.

Checks in on it regularly.

Elizabeth.

What do you know?

Mario Dixon works out of some
high-end hipster boutique in Hampton.

-We're working on a warrant.
-Won't be necessary. Just the address.

Oh, my land. Look at this, Dembe.

Gated trail saddle.

Do we have any need for a saddle?

Wouldn't it go great
with the chaps and the spurs?

Look at that crescent wrench.
How fun.

-What a handy little store.
-Perhaps this is the wrong place.

Can I help you fellas find something?

Look at you.

What might this old thing be worth?

Perhaps a trip to the back room.
I trust there's a back room.

Now this is more like it.

Where might we find Mr. Dixon?

I don't know.
Honestly, I don't know who that is.

You ever have one of those days
where nothing goes right?

People give you the runaround,
everything seems to take twice the effort.

The kind of day you'd kill
to get your mojo back.

I'm having one of those days.

So...

...you can either be honest with me
about Mario Dixon...

...or I can get behind the wheel
of this fine automobile and run you over.

He's in Philly...

...on a job...

...picking up a package from a client.

You're clear on the document
and its location?

-Good to go. Keys inside?
-Yes.

Please get the document.
The document is all that matters.

It's okay. They're gone.

Afternoon, Mr. Gorrell.

-Georgie.
-Hey. Is it true?

-Did they issue a subpoena?
-Yeah.

An agent named Aram Mojtabai.

-How great is that?
-Well, it's great if he talks.

Let's hope he's not the strong, silent type.
Georgie, what's that?

Lunch. Your mom dropped it off.

Homemade tuna salad.

She seems like a real sweet lady.

Dembe, call an ambulance.

-Why on earth would she do this?
-My eye....

My eye.

Why did she take your eye?

There's a scanner at work. She...

...needs my eye for access.

To what? Where do you work?

Stone Canyon Storage Facility.

I don't know what that is, Stone Canyon.
What's stored there?

The government....

The secrets, everything.

Sir.

ID and requisition, please.

-Who is this?
-You can call me "the cleaner."

Where are you on the case,
Agent Gale?

You know I can't tell you that.

Have you presented your findings
to Main Justice?

How do I know you are
who you say you are?

Eighty-six bodies.

Sixty-two gunshots, 11 stabbings, nine
blunt-forced traumas, four were poisoned.

Where are you on the case?

A grand jury's been convened.
Without proof of a connection...

...between Reddington and the task force,
they'll never hand up an indictment.

-Bodies just don't give me that.
-No, they don't.

But I can.

There.

The guy with the shoulder bag.

FBI. Hands where I can see them.

We're in pursuit. Suspect's
on a motorcycle headed west...

...on 6th near Independence.

It's a dead end.

Aram, he went underground.
Some kind of tunnel.

-Do you have eyes?
-I do.

And it is an absolute maze.
If I'm reading this right...

...he could access the city
using these tunnel lines.

-Could you narrow that down?
-We don't have to.

We got support units from the Bureau,
ATF, ICE, DEA scrambling right now.

That's great. How?

Word got out the stolen candy
was compromised.

They insisted.

P.D.!

Get your hands up!

You Agent Keen?
We found him carrying this.

-Has anyone opened it yet?
-No, ma'am.

On orders from
Director Harold Cooper himself.

Thank you.

What is it?

It's Reddington's signed immunity deal
with the Department of Justice.

Let me get this straight.

You think I'm going to jail?
You two are smarter than that.

You shot three officers. You stole a
document from a government facility...

-...you shouldn't have even known existed.
-You won't charge me.

Oh, I guarantee it.

See, I know what I stole back there.

Proof of an immunity agreement
between the FBI...

...and Raymond Reddington.

You want some advice, Mario?
Stop talking.

Stop?

No, no. Ladies, I'm just getting started.

So you charge me...

...I have a constitutional right
to present a defense.

And I promise you
that immunity deal will be exhibit A.

I wouldn't celebrate.

We're not charging you,
but we're not exactly letting you go either.

Meaning what?

You're gonna shoot me?

With all due respect,
you two don't seem the type.

Reddington.

I'll leave you two to talk.

Sit.

Impressive.

You got the FBI on your payroll.

They deliver me right to you,
no questions asked.

I was thinking about that...

...poor soul whose eye you stole.

What a shame.

Disfigured for life,
caught up in all this nastiness.

Wasn't my decision.
Take it up with the lady who hired me.

Mr. Kaplan.
I will when you tell me where to find her.

You're nuts.

I know about your immunity deal.

That means I'm dead
no matter what I tell you.

Ratting Kaplan out gets me nothing.

She had you steal that agreement.

You must have had a plan
to bring it to her.

You can tell me where and when,
or you can tell him.

One way or another, the truth will out.

We don't know each other...

...so I'll forgive you for not knowing
that I don't scare easily.

I expect to die here today.

That's the end of your leverage, but....

There's a but.

Please. Do go on.

If you wanna negotiate...

...I might be willing to help.

I can deliver her to you.

In exchange for what?

Yeah. I got it.

Any problems?

Nothing unexpected.

But anybody holding this thing is a target.
I don't wanna keep it any longer.

I can meet you later today.

We're all set.

I'll serve her up on a silver platter...

...if you hold up your end of the deal.

You got Dixon to talk. How?

You know what, don't tell me.
I don't wanna know.

-Didn't touch him.
-He told you how to find Kaplan?

Yes. Southwest Waterfront. 5 p.m.

She'll be there
to take the agreement.

Five doesn't give us much time.

Then you'll have to hurry.
I'll be in touch as soon as I know more.

What about Dixon?
Our people should wire him up.

They'll have time before the meet.
I have to go.

Go where? There's something wrong.
I can hear it in your voice.

-Where are you going?
-I have to take care of something.

Five o'clock.

War ends tonight.

This is a mistake.

Perhaps.

Your purpose is to protect Elizabeth.

But mine is to protect you.

If things get very bad,
this will make that impossible.

Hello, Dom.

What do you want?

You told me never to open this.

-Yes. Without me.
-That's not what you said.

I'm old but I'm not that old.

You said this was for emergency only.
The last resort, you said.

-If you opened it, it would mean--
-I know what it means.

What is it, Raymond?
What's happening?

I'm under attack, Dom.

Most of my business has been destroyed.
Many of my people killed.

Mother of God.

Fight back. That's what you do with it.
You fight.

I'm trying.

But regardless, this isn't for me.

I don't understand.
You're just giving this away?

Why would you do that?

For Masha.

She's alive, Dom.

I thought we lost her once.
I won't lose her again.

Unbelievable.

Will you wait?
You'll give yourself a heart attack.

Like you care.

Like you're even capable of considering
anyone else's feelings but your own.

That's not fair.

Masha's alive.
My granddaughter is alive.

How long have you known?
How long have you let me sit...

...thinking that she was....

You told me she was dead.
How could you lie?

I wasn't lying.

When I told you Masha was gone,
I believe she had died in childbirth.

She deceived me.
Faked her own death.

At the time,
she wanted to get away from me.

So do I.

She had help from one of my people.

A woman close to me
who betrayed my trust.

Dom, I know you've been conditioned
to assume my selfishness.

I'm sure that's largely my fault,
but this is different.

This woman, she's made it her mission...

...to eliminate me. To remove me
from Masha's life whatever the cost.

And the truth is she's proven to be
adept at killing the people closest to me.

She knows everything about my
operation. I kept her by my side for years.

But the one thing
she doesn't know is you.

I haven't told you about Masha
because I didn't wanna risk coming here.

Or making contact with you again
until this fight was over.

-I'm supposed to say thanks?
-Don't have to say anything.

You don't have to believe me or help me
or like me. You never have.

I don't know
why you'd have to start now.

But this isn't about me, Dom.

This is about Masha.

-If I don't come back--
-You always come back.

If I don't come back...

...you need to find her, Dom.

Tell her who you are.

Raymond.

I have to go.

I'm sorry.

For what?

All of it.

I wish I had been the person
you wanted me to be.

Mr. Cooper,
can I talk to you for a second?

Not now.

-Tactical team's in place?
-Waiting.

Where's our asset?
Reddington should be here.

I'll call him.

-Elizabeth.
-You're supposed to be here with Dixon.

Our meeting with Kaplan's
in less than an hour.

I'll be taking that meeting alone.

You lied about the location.

-You're gonna kill her.
-I don't know what the outcome will be.

I asked you not to do this.

You asked if I could promise you
that I wouldn't.

I said no.

That was Dembe.

-He said he can't find Reddington.
-What do you mean he can't find him?

If we don't show up with Dixon,
our whole operation's blown.

Where the hell is he?

Where did Kaplan tell you to meet?

Where's what you promised me?

A box.

I'm supposed to believe my escape plan
and my future survival fits into a box?

This is no mere box.

Inside you'll find travel vouchers...

...security codes, boat keys...

...and ownership papers for a private
96-acre island off the coast of Brunei.

It's a self-sufficient turnkey property
with a desalination well...

...a solar and wind farm,
full-time wait staff...

...grounds crew, security team
and a property manager...

...all paid for in perpetuity
by a very healthy trust fund.

Paradise.

With no extradition treaty.

And what's to prevent you from kicking
me off this island once I move in?

Right now,
the island's owner is legend.

Nobody on the island
knows who it belongs to.

All they know is, that one day...

...someone will arrive with a key
that fits into an old lock on the front door.

Whosoever opens that lock
with this key...

...the staff will loyally serve...

...and the guards with forever defend
against all comers.

The location of the meeting.

Falstaff Theater on M Street.
Two miles from here.

Kaplan expects me in 20 minutes.

The box is actually intended
for someone else.

If it's not about locating Reddington--

-It's not but--
-It'll have to wait.

Sir, I've been subpoenaed
to testify in front of a grand jury.

Not supposed to tell you because
you're a target of the investigation.

-Me?
-Everyone.

Julian Gale's convinced the U.S. Attorney
that we've broken the law.

Sir, he's coming after us.

All of us.

Mario?

Weapons.

Hello, Kate.

-Raymond.
-I have to hand it to you. You did it.

My associates, my accounts...

...cash reserves...

...gone.

About the only thing you left me
is the hat on my head.

And this.

The way out.

The island.

Too many killings, Kate.

On all sides.

I don't want more death.

And neither do you.

I simply want this to end.

You can have the island.

-To be my prison.
-Yes.

In paradise.

Elizabeth is who she is, Kate.

She's not Masha anymore. With little
to none of my presence or influence...

...through the years, she has grown up
to be Special Agent Elizabeth Keen.

Her area of scholarship and expertise
is the study of criminals.

The habits and inclinations,
the curiosities and proclivities...

...the psychiatry of criminals.

That's who she is.

That may be the world
she was born to...

...but it is most certainly
the world she has chosen to live in.

I can continue to...

...give her more distance, but she is
going to continue to be who she is.

And I'm not going to stop
watching out for her.

So...

...either you go and save yourself...

...or this ends right here.

Now.

I'm not going anywhere, Raymond.

So you better make sure
you finish the job this time.

For both our sakes.

FBI. Drop your weapon.

-How'd he find us?
-Kate must have made a deal.

Reddington's got the immunity
agreement. Call this in.

What about Kaplan?

-You didn't run.
-Run?

Just standing here
makes my head flare.

I'm sorry I failed to deliver
on my promise to you.

Raymond must've intercepted
the agreement...

...or perhaps the task force did.

-It doesn't matter.
-No. It does matter, lady.

I needed that document to prove that
Keen, Ressler, and who else in the FBI...

...enabled Reddington to grow and profit
from a criminal empire.

The date on that agreement, that was
my smoking gun to bring them down.

So, yeah, it does matter.
Because without it, I've got nothing.

Wrong.

You have me.

Raymond thinks
he outmaneuvered me today.

But he underestimated
my commitment.

I've been his cleaner, keeper...

...and confessor for 30 years.

And I'm prepared to tell you everything
you need to know.

In open court.

In exchange for immunity.

Yes.

So maybe we should get on with it,
and you should arrest me.