All language subtitles for The Blacklist S01E21 Berlin.1080p.Bluray.x264-ROVERS

(COUGHING)

AMANDA: You sure you're feeling okay?
You were coughing all night.

I'm fine. It's probably nothing.

What time is Stella's talent show?
Seven.

Any idea when she goes on,

or do I have to sit and watch that Doyle
kid do backflips for 20 minutes?

Heh. Be nice.

No, I don't want you to get what I got.
I'll see you tonight.

(GRUNTING AND COUGHING)

(COUGHING)

(♪♪♪)

(TRUCK DOOR OPENS
AND CLOSES)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(ECHOING) Morning, Paul.

(PANTING AND GRUNTING)

(COUGHING)

(TOILET FLUSHES
AND PAUL COUGHING)

(DIALING THEN LINE RINGING)

WOMAN:
911. What's your emergency?

I need a doctor.
Westland Bank, 14th and Vermont.

What's happening? Are you injured?

Do you record these calls?
Yes. What's your emergency?

Amanda. Hey, it's me.

Look, something happened.

I'm sick.

I wanna let you know
how much I love you.

(COUGHING)

Paul, are you all right?

Paul.

Paul, look at me. Look at me.
You all right?

Someone call a doctor.

Paul. Paul, look at me. Paul.

Paul, look at me. Look at me.
Relax. Relax, Paul.

(CROWD MURMURING)

What's going on?
Back up, sir.

Back up.
What's going on?

Back up now.
Look, folks, we have a situation

that's gonna require everyone stay put.
I'm not staying.

Based on this man's symptoms,
whatever he has may be contagious.

You're saying we're infected with that?

For your own safety,
you need to remain in the building.

GUARD: Back up.
Please.

My son, my son.
GUARD: Nobody's leaving.

MAN 1: I said, let me out.
Nobody is leaving this building.

We're under quarantine.

MAN 2:
Let's go. Let's go.

(♪♪♪)

I should have let you rough him up.
Heh.

Listen, I can't vouch for how Cooper
or the bureau may react to this,

but this, Tom, you're doing
the right thing here, Liz.

No matter how this all turns out,
I'm gonna find Tom,

or whatever his name is, and I'm
gonna take him apart piece by piece

until he tells me everything.

And I'll help you do just that.

But right now
the only real way out of this thing

is to go right through it.

♪ Only one way ♪

You ready?

I first met the individual
who calls himself Tom Keen

on July 9th, 2010,
at a café in Georgetown.

I believe he was inserted into my life

in an effort
to locate Raymond Reddington.

I believe he had advanced knowledge
Reddington would contact me.

How or why, I don't know.

No. That stays.

♪ Only one way ♪

♪ Only one way ♪

LIZ: I also believe that
since making contact,

Tom Keen's dual purpose has been
data collection and counterintel.

Did you tell your husband you were
working with Raymond Reddington?

LIZ: I did not, and if we could refrain
from referring to him as my husband,

I'd appreciate that.

♪ I'm coming for you ♪

And you have no idea
as to his whereabouts at this time?

No.

When Tom Keen realized I wasn't going
to share my work details with him,

he insisted
on surrendering himself to me

so he could infiltrate this facility
for further data collection.

You think he wanted
to be discovered by you

in order
that he could be detained here?

Is that your belief?
It is.

He wanted inside this facility.

INTERROGATOR: What have you learned
about any possible accomplices?

LIZ: I know three: Christopher Maly, who
claimed to be his brother, Craig Keen,

Jolene Parker,
also known as Lucy Brooks.

Both are dead.

Maly committed suicide

and I believe Tom Keen
murdered Jolene Parker.

The third is Gina Zanetakos.

I'm not sure how she's connected,
but she is available for questioning.

She is sering a sentence at Danbury.
Gina Zanetakos escaped two weeks ago.

She was on a work furlough.
Her whereabouts are unknown.

Why didn't you inform the bureau about
Keen after uncovering his deception?

I wanted to investigate him.
MAN: Why?

So I could see how deep
this rabbit hole would run.

You didn't wanna help him escape?
That's really a stupid question.

♪ There's only one way
To soothe my soul ♪

Call Reddington.
Tell him you lost the tail.

Do it now.

♪ Only one way Only one way ♪ ♪

(PHONE BEEPS)

They lost the husband.

How bad is it?

Worse than I thought.

You know, I knew a guy once.
He had a spiderweb all down his arm.

He had one ring for every body
that he claimed credit for.

What's your name?

(CHUCKLES)

Unh!

(GRUNTING)

What's your name?

Jesse.
Jesse.

You a killer, Jesse?
I sure hope you're a killer.

I don't think you have a future
in surveillance.

I can help you, man.
Reddington, he trusts me.

Reddington doesn't even know
your name.

I know he didn't tell you anything
about his business.

That's not true. I know a lot.
He gave you a photo.

He gave you some cash
and told you to follow me.

You don't know who I am.

But the man that you work for,
he's very careful.

He's cautious. He's controlled.
He's ruthless.

I know all that
because I followed him for years.

But here's the thing.

The guy that I work for,
he's more cautious,

he's more controlled,
and he's far more ruthless.

Maybe he's the guy
I should be working for.

(CHUCKLES)

You don't choose Berlin.

He chooses you.

And he is coming.

(♪♪♪)

Man.

That really is a nice tattoo.

What's this?

My letter of resignation.
Hello, Agent Keen.

As of today, I'm requesting an immediate
transfer out of the task force.

Look, Agent Keen, the revelations

about your husband,
I trust you had nothing to do with it.

LIZ: I've made up my mind.
I have an urgent case.

He'll have to tell it to someone else.
That's not going to work.

I trust you had nothing to do
with your husband.

The Bureau, not so much. They're willing
to give you the benefit of the doubt.

They know how valuable you are.

I'm valuable because I'm willing to speak to Reddington.
That is no longer the case.

Agent Keen...
He killed my father.

Reddington went into my father's
hospital room when he was alive.

And when Reddington came out,
my father was dead.

I'd like to have a word
with Agent Keen privately, please.

No.
No?

This case relates
directly to your husband

and why he was here.

I have reason to believe
an attack is imminent.

Reddington should tell you what he knows,
or you should detain him indefinitely.

There was a piece of evidence
in your storage unit.

Berlin. Is that what this is about?
Something in Berlin?

People are going to die, Harold.
Those lives are on his hands.

I don't wanna seem dismissive.

I promise I will consider your request
and all of your grievances.

But if what he says is true...
Sir, please accept my resignation.

Agent Keen, are you really willing
to put your anger at me

above the lives of innocent people?

I'll do the case.
But when it's over, I'm finished.

Understood? I'm done.

Earlier today, a man died at the
Westland Bank in Manhattan.

Reports indicate the cause of death
may have been the Cullen virus.

Hazmat teams
have quarantined the bank.

The deceased has been identified as
Paul Blankenship, armored-truck driver.

They're working to identify
how he was infected.

Paul Blankenship didn't pick up this
bug while wandering through Africa.

I believe he was infected
as part of a larger plot

involving myself and this task force.

How does a man dying in a bank
have anything to do with you?

Threats on my life are a constant.
I monitor them closely.

Two days ago,

I received word of a biological threat.
Does this connect back to Berlin?

I suspect this incident at the bank
is not what it seems,

but rather the first shot in a larger
coordinated assault aimed directly at me.

I don't think Paul Blankenship
was a victim of an outbreak.

I think he was a foot soldier
in a biological army.

I think he was meant
to carry out orders by a superior,

someone who's willing to use
one of the world's most deadly viruses

to further their cause.

An outbreak of Cullen could lead
to a global pandemic.

The very threat of an outbreak
would cause panic, fear.

And fear is a valuable tool
to get people to do what you want.

LIZ: Sounds like an elaborate
plan just to get to you.

RAYMOND:
Listen, I can't connect all the dots

between the incident at the bank
and the eventual outcome.

But I sincerely doubt
his death was part of the plan,

a plan devised by someone
who doesn't care how many people die

as long as I'm one of them.

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

Dr. Nina Buckner,
CDC's Epidemic intelligence Service.

Good to see you again.
We don't wanna interfere

with your investigation.

No, you do, especially after
what I'm about to show you.

We did a full workup
on the victim.

He was infected with Cullen,

a virus strain so lethal that two dozen
of the world's leading virologists

declared a moratorium
on all research.

It's too deadly to study?
All known cultures are on lockdown.

The risk is too great.

The influenza pandemic in 1918
killed 50 million people.

If this went airborne, it'd wipe out
that number in the first month.

If it went airborne. You think it didn't?
Correct.

We've checked everyone in the bank.
Incredibly, nobody else is infected.

It looks like this virus was intentionally
mutated to contain itself in the host.

It doesn't spread.

You're saying
somebody designed this virus,

built it to target the infected victim.
Yes. He was poisoned.

We may have found the murder weapon.
This was in Blankenship's jacket.

The virus?
We don't know yet.

We're taking it back for analysis.

Why send it to him?
Did he inject himself?

That's your department. But I'll say this.

There are not a lot of scientists proficient
enough to mutate a virus like this.

Anyone working with Cullen
is doing so in isolation

illegally
and for no good purpose.

(JET FLYING BY)

You realize if you leave,
the task force ends.

Everyone's lives go back to normal
except yours.

This doctor friend, tell me about him.

He was the lead research scientist
on infectious diseases at USAMRIID.

The foremost expert on the Cullen virus.
"Was." Now he's a criminal.

No, the work he's done
has been criminalized,

which is why he left USAMRIID.

But if anybody knows anything
about black-market viruses,

it's Dr. Bruce Sanders.

This is a copy
of Tom's code book.

It was used to pass information
between Tom and his superiors.

I had my associate Borakove
decode it.

There's surprisingly little about myself
and my organization,

but it contains speculation
about our cases

and a great deal about you.

I suggest you use some discretion
as to how you disclose any of it.

It's an olive branch, Lizzy.

Dembe, do you mind
trading seats with me?

I just heard back from the CDC.

The syringe found on our victim?
Well, it didn't contain the virus.

It contained the cure.

You're looking at the antidote
to the world's deadliest virus.

Antidote? I thought the CDC said
there was no known cure.

There wasn't, until this.
I don't understand.

If Blankenship had the cure,
then why is he dead?

Forensics pulled text messages
from Blankenship's cell.

"Your next treatment is on its way.
Do your job on the 30th

and treatments will continue."
"Do your job." What job?

The 30th is tomorrow.
This isn't an outbreak. it's extortion.

Blankenship was infected with a virus
and blackmailed for the antidote.

Which he refused. This guy chose to die
instead of following orders.

Why? Blackmailed for what?
To kill Reddington?

Still seems like a bit of a reach.
Reddington was right about one thing.

Whatever this Berlin is planning,
Blankenship was vital to it.

And with him gone,
Berlin's gonna need a replacement.

(COUGHING)

(COUGHING)

(BEEP)

Mr. Klein, you are dying.

I have infected you
with the Cullen virus.

It is the single deadliest pathogen
in existence.

Within a matter of hours,
your temperature will spike,

rashes will spread,

you will experience blackouts,
bleeding,

and within 24 hours,
you will be dead.

Medical science has no known cure.

But I do.

In the syringe before you,
you will find your first treatment,

which will sustain you
for the next 24 hours.

Contact the police or notify anyone,
including your family,

and there will not be another.

If you're still alive in 24 hours,
you will receive your second treatment

along with instructions
on how to proceed.

(COUGHING)

(♪♪♪)

Dr. Sanders is incredibly
well respected by everyone on staff.

I've never seen anyone
quite as dedicated to his work.

Please, Monique, tell me he's not testing
his pincushion voodoo on the patients.

He's still doing research?
Oh, yes.

MONIQUE: Mind you, it's all over my head.
But virology is Dr. Sanders' lifework.

I'll check on you in a bit.
One of the brightest men I've ever met.

(SOFT MUSIC
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)

RAYMOND: Dr. Sanders. I don't
know if you remember me.

Liechtenstein.
Right. Heh.

SANDERS:
December 2010. No, no.

January 2011.

Reming...
Re...

No, no, no. Reddington.
Raymond.

Yes! Raymond. Sit down, Raymond.

RAYMOND: Thank you.
Sit, please.

I met Dr. Sanders here
through a mutual friend

to discuss a very delicate
and underfunded research project.

As I recall, the science was awesome,

but financially precarious.

We did, however, spend
a glorious weekend in God's country

with two snow bunnies
who were dead ringers

for the Swiss Miss girl.
SANDERS: Ha, ha, ha.

And we watched Space Ranger.

Yes. Space Ranger. What a memory.

Ha, ha, ha. I heard you went
through a bit of a rough patch.

But it looks like you've landed
on your feet.

SANDERS: I've never been better.
And you've relocated.

The, um, staff is not exactly
what you would call top-drawer.

I have fired Monique twice

and she still shows up for work
every day like clockwork.

(CHUCKLES)

I don't have the heart
to pull her security badge.

(RAYMOND & SANDERS LAUGHING)

Dr. Sanders is at the forefront
of virology.

He's been working tirelessly

to find cures for some
of the world's most deadly illnesses.

A few years back,
he injected himself with meningitis

and along with what he thought
was a synthesized cure.

Oops. Ha, ha, ha.

But I'm... No, I'm...
I'm fine, really. Full recovery.

Doctor, we've come to you
on pressing business.

What can you tell us
about the Cullen virus?

Oh, spooky. Spooky stuff.

Bad news.
You've researched it?

It was recently used as a weapon

to target a man
named Paul Blankenship.

He must be the first.

There will be more.
How do you know that?

Cullen is the instrument
of the apocalypse.

The five horsemen are coming,

and they will bring death
and destruction unlike...

There are four horsemen...
There are five!

This I know.

How do you know?

The space agent.

The space agent.

UD-4126.
Is he still active?

Active and operational.

RAYMOND:
UD-4126 was never...

That wormy little bastard
could barely land the simulator,

let alone carry out
an alpha-level mission.

SANDERS:
Chesterfield cleared him.

Two days later,
he came to me for research.

He wanted me to look
at some field tests,

systematic observations.

Anything you can share?

Well, I've got research on Cullen,
if that's what you mean,

and activated carbon samples,
absorption tests.

Whatever you've got.

I'd love our people at the lab
to give this a once-over.

SANDERS:
Yeah.

RAYMOND:
UD-4126 is way out of line this time.

Way out of line.
Well, I'll say.

Space Agent UD-4126?
How stupid do you think I am?

Not the slightest.
He's a patient in a mental facility.

This had nothing to do
with trying to solve the case

and everything to do with you
getting me alone in that plane

so you could try to change my mind.

Lizzy, someone is using a unique
and deadly pathogen.

Yeah, You keep saying that.
Who? Who is this mysterious someone?

I don't know.

Have you ever had a selfless moment
in your entire life?

Where you weren't trying to think
of some angle you could play

or advantage you could gain?

My God, it's amazing.

If you expect me to forgive you...

What are you doing?

Catching a cab to the airport.
I'm flying back on my own.

(♪♪♪)

You understand if Agent Keen walks,
the deal is off.

Reddington will no longer
have immunity.

I understand.

We'll imprison him, suspend
habeas corpus indefinitely

and Reddington will likely
never see sunlight again.

As for Agent Keen, I can tell you now,
I've gone on record with the director

stating I believe we've been
overly indulgent with her.

We still haven't surmised the nature
of her relationship with Reddington.

Now her husband is a fugitive?

If you're trying to impugn her integrity,
I can assure you

Agent Keen has been nothing
but an earnest agent.

I can assure you,
given the way this task force is ending,

your future at the Bureau
is also in question.

But about Reddington,

talk to me about
how we're gonna bring him in.

What do you got?

What?

Is it true?

Are you leaving?

Look, I'm sorry.
Liz, don't be sorry.

We support
whatever decision you make.

Reddington sent the notes
from the doctor you met with.

The doctor we met with.

Sanders is a patient
in a mental institution.

Yeah, well, according to Dr. Buckner,
he's created an antidote to Cullen.

Sanders is researching a lethal virus
from inside a psych ward?

That's not all. To test these theories,
he'd have to synthesize the molecules,

find out how they interact in vivo.
For that, he'd need a lab.

You believe he's working
with someone on the outside

who's testing his theories,
manufacturing an antidote?

If Sanders has a partner, he may be
the one who infected Blankenship.

You've gotta go back to him,
find out who Sanders is working with.

Bruce Sanders won't talk to me.
Of course he won't.

I need your help.

I thought you and I
weren't on speaking terms.

We're not.

How reminiscent
of elementary school.

What's this?
A gift from your husband.

It's a tattoo from the neck
of an associate of mine.

A message of sorts.

It's a reminder of the kind of people
we're dealing with.

About our trip to see Dr. Sanders,

will you be traveling with me,
or are you flying coach again?

Let's talk about
Space Agent UD-4126.

No can do.
Did he visit you here?

Don't remember.
Did he come to you for help?

You said she was trustworthy.
What are all these questions?

She's been cleared alpha level.

You want me to get Chesterfield
on the line?

I need answers.

Well, I...
Yes, he came to me for help.

He asked me to look
at some fieldwork.

Who came to you for help?
UD-4126.

Give me the scientist's name.

Who's doing the experiments?
I told you his name. UD-4126.

His name.
He doesn't know.

Lives are at stake.
That's all I know.

UD-4126.

I need some way of knowing who that is.
No!

The horsemen! I told you what I know.
It was a top-secret mission.

This. That's all I know.

UD-4126.

Monique. Monique.

(SANDERS SOBBING)

Monique.

Monique.
What is it? What did you see?

I ran every badge from every agency
that responded at Westland Bank.

Homeland, FBI, FEMA and D.C.P.D.
Why limit the search to the bank?

That's where I saw a badge
with a UD classification.

Searching the preface UD
turned up nothing.

So I widened to HHS, ADSTR.

And I got a hit.

The only department
that uses the preface UD

is the Center for Disease Control.
Space Agent 4126 is

Dr. Nikolaus Vogel.

He lives in Arlington.

AGENT 1:
FBI!

Clear.
AGENT 2: Go. Go.

Basement.
Upstairs.

(♪♪♪)

We need to have a few words,
Dr. Vogel.

RESSLER:
Who are you blackmailing and why?

I asked you a question.

Whatever the incident is,
we know it's to happen today.

Tell us what we need to know. Help
us stop this. We can help you.

There's nothing to say.
There's nothing you can do.

He's coming.
MEERA: Who's coming?

You know if you go through with
your resignation, they'll take him.

Reddington disappears.

This task force, this group, never existed.
He'll never go to trial. He won't be in jail.

He'll be shoved in a box
and interrogated the rest of his life.

Knowing Reddington, that won't be long.
This isn't about my husband

or even what Reddington did
to my father. This is...

it's all of it.

It's too much.

I'm not strong enough.

You are. You've proven that.

(♪♪♪)

Where do you want it to happen?
Anywhere he won't suspect.

(PHONE BEEPS)

Dembe, it's me. Is he there?
I need to see Reddington.

Tell me about the people
you blackmailed. Who are they?

You don't seem like someone
with enemies.

Oh, no, they're not.
They're not my enemies at all.

They're just different people
from all walks of life.

(COUGHING)

LIZ: I'm gonna need names.
VOGEL: You can't have them.

And it won't make
any difference anyway.

How are you gonna help them?

I'm the only one
that has what they want.

(SOBBING)

VOGEL:
What they need.

BOY:
All aboard.

Hey, kids.

VOGEL: So they're gonna
carry out my instructions

or die trying, no matter what you do.

That's how blackmail works,
sweetheart.

I gotta hand it to you,
it's a pretty sharp play.

Infecting people with a fatal virus
that only you have the antidote for

and then telling them
they can't have that antidote

unless they do exactly
as you ask.

Such a smart plan...

that I borrowed it.

Now, I'm no doctor,

so I don't know how fast
this virus of yours takes to set in,

but I know it will kill you soon.

So you're gonna do what I say
and give me those five names.

Because that's how blackmail works,
sweetheart.

Let me know when you're ready to talk.

(FRANKEL'S "ANONYMITY
IS THE NEW FAME" PLAYS)

♪ I rose to the satellite ♪

♪ Till petals filled the sky ♪

♪ Put your arms around ♪

♪ Everyone you don't want to die ♪

♪ Uh-huh ♪

What do you know
about recent criminal activity in Berlin?

"Aussiedler"? How do you spell that?

♪ Make a sign that reads ♪

What about the Tambov gang?

Z-E-M-U-N.

♪ Travel by with those ♪

♪ A whole bunch that they can see ♪

♪ Eeh, eeh, eeh, eeh ♪

♪ Didn't you know
Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa ♪

♪ We're all losing
And they're winning ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ Put your arms around ♪

♪ Everyone you don't want to die ♪ ♪

Oh, my God.

LIZ:
it's all connected.

RESSLER: What is?
All of it, everything.

The Blacklist.
We've been looking at it all wrong.

We see these cases Reddington
gives us as individual,

as if they're disconnected.

But what if they're not random?

What if there's a larger pattern
to all of it?

Reddington got a number from Wujing,
a code that he entered into ViCAP

after helping us stop General Ludd
in order to identify Lucy Brooks,

also known as Jolene Parker,

who he then tracked down
using the alchemist's client list.

They're connected.
Maybe not all, but some.

Gina Zanetakos, the courier.

I believe they all trace back
to one entity.

COOPER:
In Berlin.

So Reddington's using us
to clear the table,

wipe out the competition.

That's what I thought.
That's what we're trained to think.

But that's not how he thinks.

Look at this like he would,
like a criminal.

Reddington said he's bracing for war.

And in a war, you need allies.
Put yourself in his position.

It's not just the FBI
who's after him.

What if there's someone else,
someone he can't stop alone?

What better way for a criminal

to turn the tables on someone
than to get the FBI on his side?

Our resources and our protection.

Not to expand his empire
but simply to survive.

Why wouldn't he tell us who's after him?
He doesn't know.

LIZ: Sanders said there's
an impending apocalypse,

and Vogel's words to us?

"He's coming"? Who's coming?

Berlin. It's not a place. it's a person.

And that person
is coming for Red today.

MEERA: Dr. Vogel talked.
Meet our blackmail victims.

An electrician, a maintenance person,

retired air-traffic controller,
an armored-truck driver.

And they're connected how?
Airports.

Edger Pivens is a retired
air-traffic controller.

The others have contracts
with various airports in the area.

Waste management,
security and power upgrades.

The driver
of the armored vehicle?

His company picks up payroll
from airports.

Paul Blankenship's replacement.
This last guy, Dimitri Federov.

Former pilot for Aeroflot,
the Russian airline.

That's five victims.
Five horsemen.

Great band name.
And Vogel told you this was what?

An attack?
He's not sure.

All he knows
is it involves prison transport.

This isn't an outbreak.
It's a jailbreak.

Notify the FAA and alert Tactical.

Put in a kite runner to CENTCOM.
Find that plane now.

The new information about the cases,
how they're connected,

at the end of this,
Reddington is the target.

Someone's after him.
I really think my resignation...

it's too late, Agent Keen.

The director's made his decision.
It's over.

Agent Keen.

Sir, I think I have something.
Look at this, from Vogel's computer.

VOGEL: (ON VIDEO) Your target
is Langston Municipal Airport.

It's very simple. If you wanna survive,
you will complete your task.

Another dose of the antidote will arrive
after this task's completed.

You will take your break
at exactly 2:55 p.m.

(BEEPING)

All we need are your credentials.
Open the door to the server room.

(COUGHING)

An associate will take it from there.

(♪♪♪)

Lizzy.
I need you to come with me.

Where?
You need to get in the car.

Why?
You need to get in the car now.

Lizzy, what have you done?

Once inside,
you will disable the security grid.

The system uses
a QuantumX storage processor.

Multipath IP distribution.

Circumvent the firewall
at exactly 3 p.m.

(BLEEPING)

Let's go. Let's go.

(♪♪♪)

Move, move! Let's go! Let's go!

Let's go.
MAN 1: Hands up.

(COUGHING)

(BEEPING)

(COUGHING)

(♪♪♪)

Unh!

(COUGHING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

(IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE) We've got a problem.
Looks like the transponders went out.

They said I had to. Sorry.

(IN ENGLISH)
Control, Squawk 446.

Four-four-five-six,
you are clear to land on Runway C.

Proceed to a flight ceiling
of 1800.

(SIRENS WAILING)

(COUGHING)

Abort, abort, abort.

MAN:
Abort, abort. Let's go.

MAN: (OVER RADIO) Runway has been compromised.
Abort, abort. Do not land.

They voided your agreement.
The deal, it's off.

You don't have immunity.

And you set this meeting
so they could take me.

We need to leave.

Lizzy, you're obviously
here now

because you sense this meeting
was a mistake. Is that true?

We don't have time for this.

This mistake,
I'd like to hear more about it.

Raymond, we have to go.

Not until I hear from Agent Keen.
You should wait in the vehicle, Dembe.

AGENT:
We need you two to leave.

(♪♪♪)

I'm sorry, Lizzy. Please go on.

You were going to tell me
about your change of heart.

CONTROL: (ON RADIO) Tiger Cat 51, you're clear for takeoff.
Contact Control when airborne.

TIGER CAT 51:
Roger. Tiger Cat 51, clear for takeoff.

CONTROL:
Six ninety-nine, respond to redirection.

Your flight plan has been altered
under FAA emergency incursion status.

NORAD scrambled
a pair of fighter jets.

They're telling us to set down at JFK.
MAN: No! No!

They have shoot-to-kill orders.
How long do we have?

Five, seven minutes, max.
Okay, put it down.

Down?
Put it down!

Someplace soft.
How do you feel about the East River?

LIZ:
Are you crazy?

There's no time.

We have to go.
What changed, Lizzy?

What are you...?

Do you wanna spend the rest
of your life in solitary confinement?

The full force of the FBI
is coming for you.

None of that matters.

You want me to tell you you were right,
don't you?

That's what this is about.

This is about Sam.
I'm not gonna give you that.

What did you learn about Sam?

I'm not going to forgive you
for killing my father.

So this is where it ends.

I know about the cases.

How they're connected somehow.

Ressler, you need to see this.

Who the hell is this guy?
MAN: Give me the key.

LIZ: I know about Berlin,
that he's a person,

that he's coming for you.

Red, the FBI is coming for you.

(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)

They're already here, Lizzy.

What are they gonna do to me
that hasn't been done before?

Kill me? Heh, heh.

None of it is worse than losing you.

Please excuse the gun. I'd hate for
them to think we're in cahoots.

You don't always get to have your way.
You don't get out of this.

Drop the weapon now!

No way you're out of here.
You're surrounded.

You should go.

If this is another one of your games

to try to trick me
into forgiving you for Sam...

AGENT:
Put the weapon down!

LIZ:
...for what you've done

You have ruined my life.

And I swear to God,
right now I wanna kill you.

But there are answers I need,
and I can't get them without you.

And I can't get them without you.

So I guess we're stuck with each other.

(CHUCKLING)

I was once on the island of Ko Ri,

free-diving in the Andaman Sea.

I fell terribly ill, stung by a lionfish.

I was dehydrated, in excruciating pain.

I had lost all sense of time
and place.

I was completely disoriented.

But I knew I was dying,
so I readied myself for it.

And in that moment,
at death's door, I looked up...

and standing over me
in the brightness

was this landless
Mawken sea gypsy,

just standing there, smiling.

She and her tribe nursed me
back to health, good as new.

And when I left the island...

she kissed me.

It was like a burst of sunlight
on my cheek.

It was...

it made nearly dying well worth it.

That's how I feel now.

CONTROL:
Tiger Cat 51, you're clear to engage.

TIGER CAT 51:
Roger. Engaging the target.

(ALL GRUNTING)

(ALARM BEEPING)

(PLANE FLYING OVERHEAD)

Now it begins.

(♪♪♪)