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Yeah, so you've got everything?
Wonderful.

Thank you so much for coming,
and drive carefully.

All right, we look forward
to having you again.

WOMAN: Bye, Zeke.

♪ ♪

(LAUGHTER)

♪ ♪

Zeke! Perfect timing.

Tim was just telling us how
Sophia picked him up at a bar.

She used to be
the shyest girl in school.

Well, she wasn't shy with me.

Can we please
change the subject?

Sure.

I want to hear more about
what Tim does for a living.

I told you.
I make security products.

Handguns. You make the cheapest
handguns on the market today.

You flood poor cities
with guns that have no value

to anyone but criminals.

Your sales drive up
homicide rates.

You profit off misery.

That's blood money, Tim.

What the hell is this?

It isn't against the law
to sell guns.

No, it isn't.
In fact, the law protects

gun makers like you
from being sued.

Is that why you brought me here,
to insult me?

We all brought you here.
Not to insult you.

To punish you.

(MUFFLED GROAN, SHOUTING)

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(MUFFLED SHOUTING)

♪ ♪

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

Keen, I have your husband's
personal effects.

How'd you do it?

Excuse me?

I know you killed Navarro,

and I know you left that bloody
rag behind at his apartment.

What I don't know is how
you broke into evidence lockup

and stole it before
it was sent to the lab.

Someone broke into
the evidence lockup?

I'm here to deliver
Tom's things in person...

- Step back.
- ...and all you do is lie.

You know, you better
be careful, Detective,

because no matter
what you believe,

you're still talking to
a Federal agent.

We'll see how cool you are
when I do come

to arrest you.

Because that day is coming.

Thank you for bringing
Tom's things.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(LOCK CLICKS)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(DEVICE BEEPING)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Cooper here.

I need your help.

Here outside the upstate
New York town of Harrington,

locals have long told
ghost stories about

these abandoned fields and
the walking dead who haunt them.

Last night for a few teens,

those stories became
all too real.

Alex, can you tell us
what happened?

You know, we hopped the fence
and walked into the fields,

you know, on a dare, and that's
when I saw the new grave.

So far, authorities have
uncovered one dead body

and are continuing to investigate.

I have to say,
I would've done exactly the same

when I was a kid.

It's a ghost story...

creepy woods,
rumors of corpses

walking around
in the dead of night.

Is that your dog,
or a customer's?

What a dear.
Yes.

You're a good girl.

All right, off you go.

(LAUGHS)

A few days ago, Tim Gorman,
the owner of Ballistic-Nine,

a controversial
gun manufacturing company

based in Reading, Pennsylvania,
disappeared.

That's who's in the shallow grave,
Tim Gorman,

the businessman who makes gun
a fifth the price of an iPhone?

Murdered, I believe,
by a provocative group

known as The Invisible Hand.

I saw the news.
They found Gorman.

Yeah, not just Gorman.

Long, hang on,
I want to conference in Sophia.

So, they're vigilantes
going after criminals

the legal system has
failed to convict?

The criminals here aren't
really criminals at all.

That's the point.

The Invisible Hand
chooses targets

who aren't actually
aren't committing crimes

under existing law.

Like Tim Gorman. Everything
he did was perfectly legal.

Yes, but morally reprehensible
in the eyes of the Hand.

Eyes of the Hand.

What an odd turn of phrase.

- I'm on.
- Mommy, Mommy...

Everly, baby, Mommy has
to take this call. Shh.

We don't really have
time for this.

I'm sorry, but I wasn't
exactly expecting the call.

Look, can we all just
stay focused, please?

Now, we all saw the news.

As we speak, the police are
digging up the entire site.

- We'll be exposed...
- You don't know that.

- Oh, my God.
- Mom!

I agree with Stephen.
We've always covered our tracks.

Nothing at the site
leads back to us.

Look, let me do some sniffing
around at the paper.

I can call a few sources, see
what the police really know.

Great.
We meet up later at Zeke's.

RESSLER: Does Reddington
have any proof

that The Invisible Hand
is killing these people?

Gorman's body was found
in a shallow grave

in a Superfund site in
a town called Brenford.

He believes others
are buried there, as well.

- (KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING)
- Brenford... Okay.

Uh, their biggest employer was
the Atria Chemical Corporation.

Whoa. They dumped so many toxins
that the EPA set up the site,

10 square miles of
uninhabitable land.

It's the perfect place
to dump bodies.

Navabi, Ressler, reach out
the investigating team.

Meet them on site.

If that is a mass grave
out there, I want to know

who the bodies are.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER,
CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

The chemical concentration
in the soil isn't uniform.

Some of the pockets are
highly corrosive,

others are less toxic.

All right,
here's your gun-maker.

♪ ♪

They planted him where there's

a huge concentration of chemicals.

How many bodies have you found?

Six so far,
but the topography

makes me think
we're gonna find more.

Oh.
I pulled this down for you.

It's a surveillance camera.

The EPA monitors these sites
to study terrain shifts.

Where was this installed exactly?

Facing the one access road,
in a birch.

It takes one photo a day.

It shows the changes in the
topsoil caused by the toxins.

We're gonna need
to see the images on this

- as soon as possible.
- You got it.

BOBBY: Cops don't know
anything yet.

They can't figure who
most of the bodies are,

let alone connect them to us.

Look, everything we do,
we do together.

We choose who is deserving of
punishment together.

We execute sentence together,
and we all equally responsible,

so if you guys want to stop,
we stop.

But I think once you see this,

you'll realize
that isn't possible now.

♪ ♪

You found her.

She's here.
She's back in the country.

But not for long.

She has to die.

Don't forget why we started this.

I say we vote.

♪ ♪

Anna Hopkins, you will
know The Invisible Hand.

♪ ♪

We've discovered nine bodies so far.

Any idea how they were killed?

The autopsies suggest
they were buried alive,

each of them put in
the ground conscious,

fully aware of
what was happening.

I've got four names
for you so far.

Gorman, the gun-maker, you know.

The second body's Ralph Ellis.

He went missing two years ago.

He works for
Ace-Gen Pharmaceuticals.

The ones that
jacked up the cancer prices

so high
the poor couldn't afford them.

But the rest of them
are mostly skeletons.

Edward Waybur and David Flynn...

I'd guess they were the first
ones put in the ground.

Waybur was a retired judge.
Flynn was a lawyer in Philly.

- Hey!
- Excuse me.

We know The Invisible Hand
targeted the gun maker

and the Big Pharma exec,
but what did Waybur and Flynn

do to deserve being killed?

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

Anthony Pagliaro?

DEMBE: He won't leave, Raymond.

He said he's sorry for
the unexpected visit,

but it's a work-related emergency.

The man works at a post office.

What kind of emergency
could we be talking about?

Bring him in.

I know. Don't even say it...
unexpected drop-ins, not kosher.

All I can say is I would never

if it wasn't an absolute em...

Emergency.
Dembe said.

In my experience,
everyone has their own

definition of an emergency.

Somebody's trying to kill me.

That fits my definition.

It's my fault.
I needed some money.

So, there's this guy at work,
you know, he has this route,

told me about this house,
said it was a big drug spot.

So I covered his
route for a week,

I found this package that
I figured was loaded with,

you know, whatever,
something that I could sell.

It's drugs, so maybe
they don't report it.

If they do report it,
I say "I have no idea.

With everything I deliver,
it must of went missing somehow."

I'm remembering now
why I make the plans

when we do business.

And I was dead on.

Package was loaded...
cocaine.

So now, I'm rich, right?
Boom!

Next day, I get a visit from
a walking refrigerator...

calls himself Big Willie Wilkins.

Imagine the confidence
a man has to have

in his own genitals to take on
the nickname like "Big Willie."

Oh, yeah,
he's confident all right.

He's also koo-koo-ka-choo.

And he's not buying my story
how his shipment went missing.

So I told him
that it was stolen.

By another dealer,
I hear the guys at work

talk about from
the neighborhood...

Momo, they call him,
Momo Marinello.

Does Momo know you're the one
who falsely accused him?

Oh, yeah.
I'm his prime suspect,

and he's going to
kill me for sure.

What did you need
the money for?

I'd rather not say.

Does it matter?

(CHUCKLES) It does to me.

All right, I-I'm...
I'm dating this girl now, okay,

and, uh, you know,
she's a little bit out of my league,

so I just thought I could use
a little, uh, you know,

a little, uh, help in the...

liposculpture.

I know! It's embarrassing, all right?

I'm not proud of it.
It doesn't mean I deserve

two in the back of the head
from Big Willie Wilkins.

Come, let's take a ride over
and see this

Large William and explain
the misunderstanding.

What?
No. That's a bad idea.

Relax. In a matter like this,

honesty is always the best policy.

Probably.

What's left?

I want to get back to the hotel
and take a bath.

Your last interview
just got here.

You're punctual.
I like punctuality.

Anna Hopkins.
Nice to meet you.

Thanks for seeing me, Ms. Hopkins.

Take a seat.
Let's get started.

Smart of you
to do this story now.

Once we announce this
new initiative,

we expect to be very busy here.

I-I'm sorry.
Do you mind if I have a water?

Oh.

Thanks to Steve Jobs,
every new product line

has to be kept secret and
then launched like a movie.

What are you doing?

Sorry.

You don't mind
if I record this, do you?

♪ ♪

I don't know
how you even got a hit.

I mean, that camera
takes one photo

every 24 hours of
that access road.

It's incredible.
What are the chances

it would capture
a suspicious car?

I know, right?
They're like slim to none,

which is probably why
it didn't happen.

I looked at 730 photos.

No cars in the foreground
on the road, but one photo

had something in the background,
and I enhanced it.

Why would anyone
visit a contaminated site

without protective gear?

Now, who the hell is that?

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_

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(TOOTH CLATTERS)

LIZ: Oleander... Tom was still
researching the name

when he killed.

It's a person.

So you found something.

I made some calls,
cashed in a few favors

from friends working
in counter-intelligence.

Oleander was the name
of a Russian operative

active during the Cold War.

A Russian agent?

I'm not sure
he's even still alive.

A few years ago,
the CIA thought he might be

living here in the United States
under an assumed name.

That was never proven.
No charges were ever filed.

Thank you for this.

Agent Keen, be very careful.

If that man is the operative
they call Oleander,

he's extremely dangerous.

And he won't
appreciate FBI agents

dropping by to ask him questions.

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(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

♪ ♪

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Dominic Wilkinson?

Who's asking?

Elizabeth Keen, FBI.

I was hoping to ask you
a few questions.

There's something a little
"on the nose" about

a drug operation in the back
of a candy factory.

I can't get Sammy Davis Jr.
out of my head.

Big Willie!

I appreciate you taking the time.

Raymond damn Reddington.

I thought somebody was
pulling my chain.

(LAUGHS) Certainly not me!

Although I must admit,
there has been a modicum

of chain-pulling of late.

I believe you know
my associate, Anthony.

- He's with you?
- He is.

Look, Mr. Wilkins...
um, Willie, (LAUGHS)

About the package...
the thing is I know that

I had told you that it was
stolen, but the truth is...

I'm sorry.
I'm a lightheaded right now.

Oh... oh, boy.

Oh, for God's sake.

Your package was stolen, Willie,
but not by Momo Marinello.

I'm afraid your first
instinct was correct.

Anthony took it in
an extremely misguided effort

to finance a personal
procedure he'd rather not

discuss except amongst friends.

What matters is, now that
you know the truth,

you can call off whatever
search you're conducting.

Anthony will pay you back
in full with interest.

No harm, no foul.

No harm?

♪ ♪

Oh, Willie.

You certainly work fast.

My guys caught up with Momo
about an hour ago.

(RETCHES)

MUNCIE: All right,
this is David Flynn,

the personal injury
lawyer from Philly.

The other body was Judge Waybur.

Both men have a connection
to the ghost town

where the bodies were found.

Waybur spent his entire
career hearing cases

in the City of Brenford,
and before Flynn moved to

Philadelphia,
he was the general counsel

of the Atria Corporation,
the chemical company

that poisoned Brenford.

Sounds like a good enough
reason for The Invisible Hand

to want them dead.

Yes, but what about Judge Waybur?

Did Flynn ever appear
in a case before him?

I had the same question.

Flynn appeared before
Judge Waybur to defend Atria

- in one case.
- About what?

I can't say. The records are
sealed under court order.

Sealed by Judge Waybur himself?

Another plaintiff sought
to have the case unsealed

almost 15 years ago and failed.

- Do we know why?
- No.

All I have is the name
of the person who tried...

Stephen Altman.

Oh, my God. Look who it is.

It's our ghost...
the man from the photo

walking out of the woods.

Stephen Altman was
raised in Brenford.

His parents died of bone cancer,

supposedly as a result of
Atria's chemical spills.

Stephen was a teenager when he
sued Atria for wrongful death.

Ultimately, his case
was dismissed for failure

to meet the burden of proof.

I can't find any record of him
over the last two years...

no taxes paid, no driver's
license, no address.

Maybe he moved back.

Look, I know it sounds crazy,
but if he's out there

walking around those
woods without a hazmat suit,

maybe he's reckless enough
to move back to Brenford.

DOM: Well, what brings
and FBI agent out to visit

with an old,
retired systems analyst?

You're not a retired
systems analyst, Mr. Wilkinson.

(LAUGHS) Then who am I?

I think you're a former Russian
operative codenamed Oleander.

Oleander?

That's why you're here,
chasing that old ghost story?

You were investigated by the CIA.

Yes, I was investigated
by the CIA, and I was cleared.

The case was put on hold
due to insufficient evidence,

but if the CIA came after you,
they had a reason.

What's this all about?

Be straight with me, young lady.

I'll be straight with you.

My husband was killed
over a year ago,

and I'm trying to understand why.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

I'm very sorry for your loss.

I'm not Oleander.

The CIA took a look at me
because I used to work

with Russian intelligence,
but I was...

I was not an apparatchik,
an agent.

I was an analyst
in the civilian sector...

agricultural production,
sugar beets.

There had to be more to it.

After the Cold War,

I came to this country
to teach analytics.

I was granted asylum
and citizenship.

I changed my name, I stated over.

I wish I could help you.

I can see that
you're a good person, kind.

Your eyes remind me of someone.

You said you worked for
Russian intelligence,

so you knew operatives.

Yes, but not Oleander.

What about Katarina Rostova?

Yes. Katarina.

Yes, I knew Katarina quite well.

Hey, I thought Momo stole from me.

What else was I supposed to do?

You didn't have to kill him.

If I don't respond,
I look weak, and if I look weak,

somebody's gonna wrap me up
in a plastic bag.

Leadership is about more than

the showing of strength, William.

It's also about knowing
when to show restraint.

Restraint? Oh, you mean
like me not putting a bullet

in your man's head
for lying to me?!

Okay, like I said, bad idea.

My associate here is the least
of your concerns right now.

Do you realize
what you've done?

Momo's guys are going
to have to retaliate.

Put the gun down.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Hey, we got some cars coming up.

Who is it?

(GLASS SHATTERS IN DISTANCE)

William,
you've started a drug war.

Great.

(GUNSHOTS)

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Raymond!

(GROANS)

Oh, shoot. Anthony?

Anthony!

(GAGS)

Dembe!

I don't want to die.

You're not gonna die.

We're gonna get you help right now.

(BIRD CALLS)

♪ ♪

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Looks like the end of the world.

This is where Altman grew up.

The whole town's dead,
no power for miles.

Why is there smoke
coming out of that chimney?

- Go! Go!
- To your right!

Clear!

♪ ♪

He must have heard us.

It looks like he took off.

What is this?

Surveillance gear.
Advanced.

So he's tracking someone.

♪ ♪

(PANTING)

♪ ♪

We know Stephen Altman
was tracking someone

or something using the gear
we found in his house.

We have to assume it's The
Invisible Hand's next victim.

There, for the last 22 minutes,
that tracker hasn't moved.

The Braxton Hotel?

Maybe that's where their
next target is staying?

ARAM: Probably.
I'm working on it now.

Fortunately,
the device they're using is

a three-axis accelerometer
on steroids.

It doesn't just track
front-to-back and left-to-right,

it also tracks up-and-down.

You can determine the altitude?

Yeah, I think whoever
The Invisible Hand

is watching is currently
at this point in space...

282 feet above the ground,
and I've been roughing out

a 3-D simulation of
the Braxton Hotel,

and if I can superimpose it
over the tracking point...

then that is the 17th floor.

Ah, I know. I know.
Isn't he adorable?

Call the hotel.

Find out who's staying
in that room.

You two, get there.

Her daughter?

Masha? Of course.

T-That's who you remind me of.

Ah, there's such
a strong resemblance.

I never knew my mother.

Ah, Katarina and I,

we worked in the same
building for a time.

Ah, she was a legend already,
even then.

Everybody wanted to know her.

And you were friends?

I saw you with her once.

She had to stop by the office
for something urgent,

and... and there you were,
maybe 3 years old.

(CHUCKLES)

Did you know Reddington?

I don't want to
talk about Reddington.

Why not?

(GLASS CLINKS)

I just don't.

Do you think she's dead?

Katarina?

I know they say
she committed suicide,

but there was a man,
Anton Velov.

He was a Colonel
in the Spetsnaz.

He said
she might still be alive.

I never heard from Katarina
after she left for America.

What really happened to her...

I think there are some people

who want to keep
that information a secret.

And I think they will
do whatever is necessary

even now to keep it that way.

All right,
the guest is Anna Hopkins.

She's Executive
Vice President of Optimize,

a European company
that specializes

- in green energy initiatives.
- Green energy?

Doesn't that make her
one of the good guys?

Why is she being targeted, then?

It seems before
Anna Hopkins started trying

to save the planet, she was one
of the people polluting it.

She was a senior executive
at Atria Chemical.

Hopkins was in charge of
matters related...

to the chemical spill
on behalf of the company.

Yeah, and apparently
after Atria shut down,

she accepted a job in London and
has been overseas ever since.

- (KNOCKS ON DOOR)
- And it looks like she's just

in town to give a speech
announcing a new product

that her company's working on.

- Yes?
- I got a priority overnight here

for an Anna Hopkins.

ANNA: Thank you.
Leave it outside.

I can't do that.
You need to sign.

Hang on a sec.

Hello? Yes, this is
Anna Hopkins in 1712.

There's a courier here who says
he has a delivery for me.

I'm just confirming
you sent him up.

I see.

(CELLPHONE RINGS)

- Braxton Hotel, security.
- Security, this is Agent Navabi

with the FBI.
We have reason to believe

that one of your guests is in
imminent danger, Anna Hopkins.

MAN: Room 1712... Yeah,
we just got a call.

I'm about to send
a team up right now.

What call?
What's happening?

- Excuse me, sir.
- There's no problem, Officers.

I'm just trying to
deliver a package.

MAN: Not without checking
in first, you're not.

Let's go.

(KNOCKS AT DOOR)

Thank you so much.

Aah!

15 seconds.
Get her up.

♪ ♪

(ELEVATOR CHIMES)

♪ ♪

(TIRES SQUEAL)

- Stop! FBI!
- FBI! Lower your weapon!

(GUNFIRE)

♪ ♪

(ENGINE STARTS)

(TIRES SQUEAL)

♪ ♪

RESSLER: She's still alive.

Roll an ambulance with
backup to our location.

- Hands up!
- Suspects in a maroon van,

unmarked, no rear plate.

(GROANS)

STEPHEN: Hello, there.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

What's going on?

When we bury you,
we want you to feel

as powerless as your victims
did when you were at Atria

and destroyed our town.

Brenford?

That's what this is about?

We know what you did.

One of our neighbors
sued you over a year

before everyone else got sick.

You ordered your lawyer
to negotiate

a secret settlement with them.

Which was perfectly legal.

Your blood money bought
their silence so you could

go on making millions
while we got to watch

everyone we love get sick
and suffer and die.

I felt horrible about
what happened.

I-I left the business.

I'm working in
alternative energy now,

trying to make amends.

Amends?
For killing our parents?

For killing me?

(MUFFLED MOANING)

RESSLER: Where were they going?

Hey, answer the question,
because if that woman dies...

I can't.

Look, we know about
The Invisible Hand.

We know you're working
with Stephen Altman.

It's over.
We know about Tim Gorman,

David Flynn,
Judge Edward Waybur.

Whoever you're working with,
you can't protect them...

You don't understand.

They're not people
I'm working with.

They're my best friends.

We grew up together.

SAMAR: You care about
your friends,

but do you care about them more
than your own children?

We're giving you
an opportunity here...

perhaps the only chance
you'll get to see them

outside of prison.

It was just supposed to be them...

David Flynn, Judge Waybur,
and Anna Hopkins.

They did this to us.

They settled that case,
made sure that it was sealed.

The law allowed them to kill
all those families in Brenford.

We all agreed we had to do
something, so we did.

We found all of them
except Anna Hopkins.

And after,
I knew we should stop.

But Stephen... he said that
there was no going back.

We were killers now,
and we owe it to ourselves

and the other victims
to keep going.

Where were they taking Hopkins?

Stephen's dying.

He found out
almost two years ago...

the same bone cancer
that killed his parents...

and mine...
and Zeke's and Bobby's...

Sophia, where were they going.

Back to that wasteland...

to bury her in the same
ground she destroyed.

To the Superfund site.

That's the one place
they know we'll be looking.

You can try, but you'll
never find them in time.

It's 10 square miles
of brush and wilderness.

I can show you
where they are.

There's a clearing 40 yards west
of our old high school.

How do you know
that's where they'll be?

Because...

that's where we dug the grave.

(ENGINE SHUTS OFF)

What the hell was that?

The FBI was waiting for us.

- Take it easy, Bobby.
- Easy?! We were sitting ducks.

They knew we were about
to make a move on Hopkins.

- Yes, yes.
- How did they know?

Probably because they raided
my house in Brenford.

They found all our
surveillance gear.

What? No, Stephen, no.
You should've told us that.

W-We would've called it off.

That's exactly why
I didn't tell you, 'cause I knew

none of you would step up
to the plate and finish

what we started.

We finally got Anna Hopkins.

Nothing else matters.

Nothing matters to you,
'cause you're dying.

We have things to live for.

For now, until you get sick.
Don't think that you won't.

We have kids and families.

We love you, S-Stephen,
but you s-should've told us.

Let us decide for ourselves.

- I'm sorry, Bobby.
- Yeah.

(PANTING)

Go.
I won't make it to a hospital.

You finish...

what we started.

(GROANS)

(VAN DOOR OPENS)

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(DOOR CLOSES)

Have a seat.

I'm not asking, William.

(SIGHS)

Look, man, why am I here?

I'm not gonna touch
your boy Anthony,

if that's what you're
worried about, all right?

I got enough problems now.

You're here because
I want some information.

Truth be told,
my desire to help Anthony

with his little situation
was not entirely altruistic.

I have a project
that would benefit

from your experience
selling narcotics.

Which is?

The Nash Syndicate.

I want to go after
the Nash Syndicate.

(LAUGHING) Nash?
Come on, man.

You want to go up against
those guys?

You're a big enough fish.
Why risk that?

I'm not a big fish, William.

I'm Moby Dick.

Even so, those Nash guys
are untouchable.

I got 10 guys in lockup right now

for every one Nash soldier inside.

And when was the last time
a shipment of theirs

got seized coming in
at the port, hmm?

Doesn't happen.

Why not?

Who knows?
But what they say?

It's 'cause the Nash Syndicate
is protected by the cops.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Stop! FBI!
- FBI!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(SCREAMS)

♪ ♪

(GASPS)

(INHALES SHARPLY)

RESSLER: So, you confess
to murdering all those people?

The Invisible Hand is
a corrective force.

I corrected what I knew
to be wrong in the world.

And you deny nothing?

Deny it?
I'm proud of it.

Long after I'm gone,
the story of...

what we accomplished
will live on.

And, uh, what story is this?

The story of six kids
who lived on the same cul-de-sac

in an idyllic town,

six kids who thought
the world was a beautiful place

where wonderful things
would happen

if they just worked hard,
played by the rules...

if they were just good people.

Then one day, they watched
while everyone they loved

got sick and died.

Killers never held responsible.

But you know
what those idealistic kids did?

They stayed idealistic.

They went out into the world
to try and change things,

make it a better place, pursued
careers to help the powerless,

to unearth the truth
and expose the bad guys,

and they tried to see
the good in the world.

And you know what they learned?

It doesn't work.

The world hadn't changed.

They hadn't made it
a better place.

And then one of our
six heroes died...

of the same bone cancer that
took his mom and his dad.

The other five met up after
years away at his funeral,

and there, standing over
his coffin, a plan emerged,

a new plan to change the world,
only this time being as ruthless

with the world
as it had been with them.

And this vigilante justice...

You really think that
that's what this world needs?

I'm done trying to figure out
what this world needs.

I will die knowing
I did what I could.

Just because something's
legal doesn't mean

that it's right or that
it shouldn't be punished.

(CELLPHONE RINGS)

What's wrong?

(LAUGHS) Nice greeting.

How the hell do you know
something's wrong?

Because you're calling,
and I don't hear from you

unless it's urgent.

She was here... Masha.

- How?
- How is a problem, yeah,

but not as big a problem as why.

She was here looking for Oleander.

Apparently,
she thinks tracking him down

will help
solve her husband's murder.

What did she say?
Be specific.

Relax.
She doesn't know Oleander's me.

I certainly didn't tell her.

And since I know
all you care about is yourself,

you can stop worrying.

I didn't say a word about you.

My own granddaughter...
three feet away after

almost 30 years, I couldn't
say a damn thing to her.

I can't talk about this now.

You should tell her.

Enough secrets.
She deserves to know.

We can talk about this later.

Samar's here to question Bobby,

but I asked if you could
speak with him first.

Liz says he might be able
to help locate Tom's killer.

How?
I asked the same question.

(DOOR OPENS)

(MONITOR BEEPING)

Hello, Bobby.

(DOOR CLOSES)

You know, I once knew a man
who was shot 20 times

in the torso and survived...
20 times.

Achiko Takahashi.

Who are you?

You see, poor Achiko
found himself at mortal odds

with a particularly
vengeful yakuza kumicho...

- Guard!
- Oh, never mind.

It's not a great story.

Except for the fact
that young Achiko lived.

God, apparently.

He was absolutely certain

it was God who saved him,
which may be true, but science,

believe it or not,
was somewhat on his side.

They say over 80% of targets
on the body are not fatal.

What about you, Bobby?

After all those people you
and your friends have killed,

you think
God smiled down on you today?

What do you want?

I want the one
they call the Toymaker.

I know he did work
for The Invisible Hand.

Word is he built you
and your friends

some rather remarkable
surveillance equipment.

Where can I find him?

How do you know about
the Toymaker?

You're not a cop.
Who are you?

Answer the question, Bobby.

Or what?

Or I'm going to do to you
what those 20 bullets

couldn't do to Achiko Takahashi.

♪ ♪

Right with you, friend.

I appreciate your optimism,
Mr. Bandicott,

but I fear
we aren't going to be friends.

Please, ca...
call me Cleveland.

You know who I am, Cleveland?
Good.

That's helpful, and only fair
since I also know who you are.

The Toymaker.
May I?

I've always wanted
a soldering gun.

- ♪ I ain't the one ♪
- Here, you take mine.

- ♪ I say, I ain't the one ♪
- (STAMMERS)

You're not gonna need
that, Mr. Reddington.

I'm a lover, not a fighter.

I'm...
I'm guessing you didn't drop in

to pick up a used VCR?

(LAUGHS) A VCR?

Gosh, I've got a couple of
boxes of VHS's

in a storage unit somewhere.

My God,
I haven't seen them in years.

A bunch of Laurel and Hardy's,
"The Conversation,"

"Singin' in the Rain."

This is what we're here
to talk about.

You custom built this for
a drug dealer named Navarro.

I don't know
who that is, sweetheart.

♪ I ain't the one ♪

♪ I ain't the one that
you're looking for now ♪

Call me "Sweetheart" again.

Hey, I'm serious.

Look, I-I-I'm cooperating here.

Guy who came in, I never
worked with him before,

but he wasn't the kind of
dude you say no to,

which I'm guessing
you guys know by now.

He never told me his name,

and I've been doing this
long enough not to ask.

That's all I know.

RED: That's not all you know,
Cleveland.

He had specifications.

Definitely. Man knew
exactly what he wanted.

And that... that eye was
only the beginning.

I've built him what might be
the most advanced surveillance

and counter-surveillance gear
out there right now.

And this man was familiar
with the state of the art?

Are you kidding?

We spent five minutes
talking about

conical R-F energy
frequencies for handheld

wall-penetrating Dopplers
in both azimuth and elevation.

Man, you know, it was almost
like the guy was...

A cop?

Thank you, Cleveland.
You've been a terrific help.

♪ ♪

- "Get ready to party"?
- Best I could do.

They were fresh out of
"Sorry I Shot You' balloons.

(LAUGHS, WINCES)

Careful now.
Dr. Lomay says to expect

some light bruising
around the ribs,

and don't remove
the compression garment.

Compression.

♪ I ain't the one ♪

- ♪ I ain't the one ♪
- You didn't.

I figured since you were going
under the knife anyway,

it would be a good opportunity
to get it over with.

♪ Hey, yeah ♪

Thank you.

Give my regards to
your new girlfriend.

♪ I ain't the one ♪

(SNIFFS)

What about Big Willie?

Doesn't he, uh,
still want to kill me?

Get some sleep, Tony.

Big Willie won't bother you again.

♪ ♪

I'm confused.

You made it very clear
that coming back to work

on cases
wasn't your top priority.

It still isn't, but I think
under the circumstances,

it's what's best for everyone.

Under the circumstances?

Meaning that whatever
you learned about Tom's death

you think having a badge
is necessary to get revenge.

Why?

Because I think whoever
killed Tom has one, too.

He's police?
Federal or state?

I don't know, but if he is a cop,
he's not the only one.

And I'm gonna need you, everyone,

if I'm gonna have any chance
at taking them down.

Welcome back, Agent Keen.

We've missed you.

I've missed you.

(DOOR HINGES CREAK)

♪ ♪

(DOOR CLOSES)

♪ ♪

(CELLPHONE RINGS)

(CELLPHONE BEEPS)

You got to get everybody together.

Agent Keen could become
a serious problem.

Why?

She worked her way up to Navarro.

She killed him.

I'm more convinced than ever.

We can deal with Keen.

I'll call a meeting.

♪ ♪