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I'm your mother.

A mother protects her children.

- I did protect you.
- By leaving me?

By hiding you.

I was being hunted, and
I didn't want you to be hunted too.

How about moving in next door
and not telling me who you really are?

I suppose you did that to protect me too?

And to get to know you

without our history getting in the way.

And we did get to know each other,
didn't we?

To like each other.

Why are you here?

I'll tell you if you put the gun down.

Please.

You shot your father.

Do you really wanna shoot your mother too?

Tell me,

after all this time,
why are you here?

You know what I wish?

I wish someone would come
in here right now

and see us together.

Why now?

Because they found me.

The Townsend Directive.

Dominic and Raymond could stop them.

I tried to make them.

You can be angry at me for that,

but I just wanted them to do what was right.

They refused.

So you came here?

Why? Did you think I could stop them?

No.

But I needed your help
finding the one other person who can.

Ilya Koslov.

I want the truth.

That is the truth.

I know who Ilya Koslov is,

and that you didn't need my help
to find him.

That is the reason.
That, and to get to know you

so that we could be family again.

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Mr Reddington, we've been through
every file four times now.

Are you sure this is everything
you confiscated from Orion?

- Yes. This is every file.
- Elizabeth still isn't answering.

Perhaps if you told us the name
of the woman who abducted you,

we could find her.

She doesn't have a name.
She's a ghost. Think of a name,

any name, and that could be it.

We know she used the alias
Constance Drucker.

We also know she's close.

Why didn't she say goodbye?

You were sleeping, sweetie,
and she had an emergency at work.

But she asked me to give you a big hug

and tell you how much she loves you.

She has someone you care about
in her custody?

She does.

Hey. How's our houseguest?

She'll be fine.

Who you should be worried about

are the feds
sitting on the apartment.

They saw Keen come in.

They're gonna wonder
why she's not coming out.

Then handle them.
I'll be there as soon as I can.

- Can you tell us what she wants?
- She's on the run.

People are after her.
She wants to know how to stop them.

You think he's still alive,
this friend of yours she has?

She did try to kill you, remember?
Hung you up like a Holstein.

Killing me wasn't her plan.

She wants answers,
so she tried to con me first.

When that didn't work,
she tried advanced interrogation.

That didn't work either. So, yes,

I think my friend is still alive.

But I think she'll employ
any means necessary

to get what she wants,
to get inside his head.

Krilov. Krilov.

That wack job who scrambled my brain
like an egg?

What does that mean?

It means he scrambled my brain
like an egg.

Dr Bogdan Krilov

is the underworld's foremost expert
in accessing the subconscious.

The man can get anyone to talk.

Krilov's in prison.

Which means she'd
have to hire a protégé.

You think this woman's
using recovered memory therapy

- to get inside your friend's head?
- Maybe.

If she is, Krilov would know with
whom and how. I need to see him.

That's not possible. He's at ADX Florence.

He's in lockdown 23 hours a day.

I'm sure you could get him out
for a quick visit.

He's a significant security threat.

If I've learned anything in this life,

it's that anything is possible.

Guys, I think we're missing a file here.

46-J.

That's the stack Agent Keen was cataloguing.

You don't think she took the file?

She still isn't answering.

I'm gonna check on Elizabeth.

Harold, see if you can round up Dr Krilov.

Donald and I have some catching up
to do with the dreamweaver.

Who's this guy?

All right, we're finished. She's live.

Who's live? And who are you?

What, are you kidding? SSG.
We got the apartment mic'd up.

- Command never called us about SSG.
- Take it up with command.

I'm not gonna stand here and debate.
You want the TRF receivers or not?

Right there in the corner.

You know, Cooper never notified us
of a surveillance pack.

I'll be damned
if this is coming back on us.

You understand Krilov's
not just in solitary,

he's in control.

With the worst of the worst.

Alone 23 hours a day
and he seems to like it like that.

The guy doesn't even come outside
when he's allowed.

He speaks to no one, by choice,

so he isn't gonna voluntarily talk
with some FBI agent.

I don't wanna talk to the guy
any more than he wants to talk to me.

Krilov. Visitor.

Agent Ressler.

I've been dreaming about this day.

Well, that makes one of us.

Open the door.

Elizabeth.

Nobody.

- Cooper.
- Harold.

- We have a problem.
- What's going on?

- Any word from Agent Keen?
- No.

The apartment's empty
with clear signs of an altercation.

This falls on us, Harold.
We shouldn't have let her go alone.

Have Dembe check in
with the agents outside.

Maybe they saw something.

- I'll call them and let them know.
- Yup.

What is it? Where are they?

Raymond, blood.

No need to notify your men.
They won't be taking any phone calls.

I wish I could help,
but I didn't see anything.

- Thank you, Mr...?
- Gregory Flynn.

Two N's.

- What's going on?
- Agent Park, FBI. And you are?

Maddy Tolliver. Is something wrong?

- Apparently, there's been a crime.
- A crime? What happened?

Did you see or hear anything unusual
in the past hour?

No, I was...

Does this have to do with Elizabeth?

- You know Agent Keen?
- Of course. She's my neighbour.

- Please tell me she's okay.
- We're checking on it.

If you think of anything, give me a call.

- Did he talk?
- I'm done.

- There are police everywhere. FBI.
- So he didn't talk.

Is that why they're here,
because you have another hostage?

Did he talk?

- No.
- Then you're not done.

Like hell I'm not.

Let me know when Ilya's ready
for another session.

If you won't ask him questions...

I will.

What Berdy did was not okay.

But if I let you go, you'll stop me
from getting the answers I need.

What I'd like to do
is take this gag off so we can talk.

I don't wanna put it back on,

but if you scream, I'll have to.

So can we talk?

Where's Agnes?

I took her to Shelly's for a sleepover.

I told her something came up
and you had to go to work.

See for yourself.

Hi, Beth, it's me.

Can I talk to Agnes for a sec?

I would never hurt her.

Hi, honey.

How are you?

Chocolate chip pancakes.

I wouldn't wanna interrupt that.

I just wanted to say I love you.

Okay? Bye.

So...

let's talk.

Harold still hasn't located Elizabeth.

No one in her building has seen her,

and they can't get a signal off her phone.

First Ilya, now she's got Elizabeth.

She thinks she's staying ahead of us.

I fear she might be getting
a little ahead of herself.

As I'm the last person you want to see,

I assume I'm the only person
who can do what you need.

Which gives me the leverage to set my terms.

Time served, a new identity.

And...

glass of chocolate milk.

Make it two.

Hershey's or Nesquik?
Or maybe you're a Bosco man.

- What do you want?
- To kill you.

For working with Mr Kaplan.

For betraying my trust.

For hurting Donald in an attempt to hurt me.

That's what we want.
If you're smart,

- you're gonna give us what we need.
- A name,

of a protégé or colleague.

I work alone.

A competitor, then.

A rival.

Someone's chipping away at your business

while you're in prison.

And if you play nice, well,
maybe we'll kill him instead of you.

And you are an FBI agent.

Yes, I am.

And I work with Raymond Reddington,

so you do the math.

Yeah. Okay.

Victor Skovic.

Where can we find him?

- Tongji.
- Where's that?

It's not a where, it's a who.

Tongji is supposed to be
some kind of a Chinese miracle worker.

He's rumoured to provide a place

where people go to find unfindable things,

to forget the unforgettable things.

A back-alley bazaar where he brokers

whatever you need to ease your pain
or dull your mind.

As far as I know,
Tongji only exists as a myth.

He's not a myth.

He's very real.

And he brokers jobs for Skovic.

It looks like we're taking you
on a field trip to meet Mr Tongji.

After all these years,

after what I'm sure
everyone had told you about me,

I didn't think there was any way

you'd give me the benefit of the doubt.

That I was actually here
to put an end to it.

To the running, the hiding,
the living in fear.

I don't believe you're afraid of anything.

I lost you once.

I'm terrified of losing you again.

You say you need me to find Ilya Koslov,

but I know that that's not true.

You had him, in Paris.

- In Paris?
- I know who Reddington really is.

- He told me.
- He told you?

He's the real Koslov.

That he turned into Reddington
30 years ago to help you escape.

He told you that?

Well, Dom did.
And Reddington, he confirmed it.

He saved your life,

and you repaid him by torturing him
within an inch of his.

- You don't understand.
- No, you don't understand.

He may not be my father,

but Reddington, this Reddington,
has watched over me my entire life.

You say you wanna get to know
each other, to be a family.

Well, he's a part of that family.

If you can't be on his side...

I can't be on yours.

But if I can prove he's not on your side?

I don't think there's anything you can say

that would convince me of that.

That's why I'm not going to say anything.

I'm going to show you.

I don't think this is a good idea.

She shouldn't be in here.

This man, I've met him before.

He's friends with Reddington.

Frank...?

Elizabeth, his name isn't Frank.

His name is Ilya Koslov.

I'll be there in five minutes.
Make sure Skovic has him ready.

That file doesn't prove anything.

Why should I trust you?

You have absolutely no reason to,
yet I think you know it's the truth.

If Reddington isn't Koslov, then who is he?

That's just one of the mysteries
I intend to pull from Ilya's head.

How could you not know? Ilya's your friend.

He was my best friend.

Until he conspired with your grandfather
to have me killed.

Blown up in a car bomb.

- That isn't what Dom told me.
- No, Dom told you

Reddington was Koslov.

He lied to you. To hide the truth,

that he tried to assassinate
his own daughter.

Why would he do that?

Because if the people hunting me saw me die,

then the person he really
cared about would be safe.

You're his child.
Who could he care about more than you?

No.

That can't be true.

I'm a mortal threat to you.

A mother whose very existence
puts her daughter's life at risk.

My grandfather tried to kill you
to protect me.

And in the process,

he killed the man I loved.

I disappeared after that.

To heal. I started over and was...

content.

Until they found you again.

The Townsend Directive.

They took away my life once.

Now they've done it again.

No, they didn't.

I did.

I'm the reason they're after you again.

I went looking for you.

They found out.

They followed my lead.

You were looking for me?

Of course I was.

You're my mother.

This is a waste of time.

I couldn't get anything out of him.
I'd like to go now.

Where? Out the door
and into the arms of the police?

- I have no interest in dying here.
- You're not going to die.

Not if from now on,
you do exactly as I tell you.

Sit down and keep your mouth shut.

I just got a call.

The Kazanjian brothers pulled into town.

We need to step up our timeline
before it's too late.

Good news, Ilya.

Dr Skovic's done with you.

The bad news is...

I'm just getting started.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Keep these vehicles moving!

I need open spaces here.

Hey. Wrong garage.

Take a walk.

We need vehicle.

You just picked the wrong garage.

You hear me?

Fortify the bumper on that Chevy.

You have 30 minutes.

So you and Krilov have a history.

What exactly did he do?

He got inside my head,
planted a false memory.

Tried to convince me to kill
the national security adviser.

And now we're working with him?

It's a pretty slippery slope.

You think?

Have a seat right there.

I'm here to see Tongji.

- You have appointment?
- I do not.

- You got to have appointment.
- Tell him it's Raymond Reddington.

Mr Reddington,

you no appointment, you no see Tongji.

Come back
when you have the appointment.

I have a gun.
Does that count as an appointment?

And I have a friend with a gun.
Two appointments.

He's not reachable.

Why don't you tell Tongji
that Bogdan Krilov wants to see him?

Dr Krilov. Of course, Dr Krilov.

No smoking!

My God.

Hello, my friend.

They said you were in prison.

They said you would die there.

They were wrong.

Are you okay? Do you need help?

Listen, I'm looking for someone.

The man who took my place.

Victor Skovic.

- Do you know how to find him?
- I may.

But I'm not telling you.

Tongji, this is important.

Skovic's gone, he's under contract.

With whom?

Some woman, I don't know her name.

She had a handler.

Berdy Chernov.

The man we're looking for is Victor Skovic.

- What do you know about him?
- I know that as we speak

he's sucking whatever he can
from the depths

of my friend's cerebral cortex.

Berdy Chernov is the man
who brokered the contract.

- Are you familiar with him?
- I am not.

- I am.
- You are?

Chernov. I know I've heard that name.

From work? A case? An article you read?

The wedding.

A wedding. A few weeks ago,
Elodie and I crashed this wedding.

Well, she stole these name tags,
which is quite easy to do, by the way,

- because they just leave them.
- Aram.

- Yeah?
- Berdy Chernov.

Right. Okay, so I'm standing there
wearing this name tag

and this guy comes over to me
thinking I'm Frank Bloom.

- The wedding, was it at the Fremont?
- Yeah.

Why? Were you invited?

Frank Bloom is an alias for my friend.

He went to that wedding to meet a contact

and get the name of a man involved
in my abduction in Paris.

But he gave it to you instead
because you stole his name tag.

They just leave them out in the open.

Chernov, what can you tell us about him?

I can tell you that is not
the name he goes by.

Can you tell us what name he does go by?

No, but I can get it.

I can get it. I can get it.

When we land, Krilov comes with me.

Revenge doesn't suit you, Donald.

- I'm taking him back to prison.
- Are you?

I wonder.

Okay, so the guy who thought
I was Frank Bloom gave me this.

Chernov's alias is Gregory Flynn.

Mean anything to you?

- No.
- Okay. We're on it.

I'll let you know as soon as we have a lead.

- You crashed a wedding?
- I know. But I gotta say...

it was pretty awesome.

- Gregory Flynn, find him. Now.
- Yep.

What is it, the Townsend Directive?

A bounty, an incentive to kill me.

Can it be called off?

I'm betting my life on it.

I'm still looking for the answers I need.

But I don't think you're gonna stop me
from getting them. Are you?

I've always lived my life
very much in the moment.

But what does one do
when the moment is filled with...

anxiety and dread?

I assume that was a rhetorical question.

Agent Park. How long have you been here?

The whole time.

Dembe, has Harold texted you
any new information on Gregory Flynn?

- No.
- Who?

Are we giving you a lift somewhere?

Did you say Gregory Flynn?

Yes. If we can find him,
we can find my friend.

And Agent Keen.

Possibly.

Definitely. He lives in her building.

After the protective detail went missing,

I canvassed the neighbours.
One of them was Gregory Flynn.

He lives across the hall from her.

Dembe, pull over.

Agent Park, you are a treasure.

I hope you don't mind, but please get out.

Wait, what? Are you serious?

There's another rhetorical question.

I'll call Chuck and Morgan, you call Heddie.

We're gonna need them very fast.

- Oh, hey. Just in time.
- I've been dealing with Krilov.

- What's going on?
- The name, Berdy Chernov?

He and the woman from Paris
live across the hall from Agent Keen.

- We're heading there.
- You heard from her?

Yeah. I just patched her through
to Mr Cooper.

Is she okay?

I'm fine.

- Where have you been?
- I had an issue with Agnes,

but it's fine now.
I found something while I was out.

I thought it was a lead,
so I chased after it.

You found a lead
after you left the office?

Yeah, but it didn't go anywhere.
Now I'm stuck in traffic

- on the way back from...
- Agnes, where is she?

At a friend's. Why?

There was an altercation
in your apartment.

The woman from Paris,
she lives across the hall from you.

What? Maddy Tolliver? Are you sure?

We got her, Elizabeth.
She won't get away this time.

Have you sent a team?

We're on the way.
Get there as soon as you can.

They know.

If they know, Reddington knows.

They're on their way.
Probably already set a perimeter.

I can't leave without getting
the answers I'm looking for.

If you stay and try to find them,
you will be caught.

And killed.

Elizabeth, please. You still have time. Go.

You don't need to be a part of this.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know, but I don't want you
to get hurt. Please, go.

What is it?

Elizabeth, please, talk to me.

What if I can get you out?

Agents Ressler and Mojtabai, FBI.
We need a perimeter on that building.

Evergreen to First
and Dove Hill Road to Brighton.

- Copy. Any details on the suspects?
- White female. Late 50s.

Possibly accompanied by a white male.

Both likely armed and dangerous.

Nobody goes in or out of that building
until we're on site.

We'll lock it down.

They're everywhere. We're not getting out.

I'll get you out.

Your friend's in no shape to walk.

What on earth did you do to him?

- You gotta leave Ilya.
- Not before I get answers.

If you want me to get you
out of here alive,

you've got to leave him.

And we gotta go now.

This isn't going to work.

Sure it will. It'll work.

Agents Ressler and Mojtabai, FBI.
Who's running point?

I am. Dan Lynch, MPD.
We spoke on the phone.

- What do we know?
- Perimeter's secure.

No sign of the suspects.
Nobody in or out.

What if Agent Ressler
personally knows one of those officers?

It's unlikely.

The District has more than 4000
sworn officers.

You'd have better odds of
being killed by a vending machine.

- Ready your men, we breach on my go.
- Breach?

We're just gonna storm in?
What about HRT?

I got an agent in there.
I'm not waiting on anyone to make contact.

We go in fast. You and your men
secure the perimeter.

Nobody enters unless you hear gunshots.

Yes, sir. It's your death warrant.

Here we go.

My husband Tom and I
specifically chose this apartment

because you can access the
service corridor from the parking structure.

- How far does it run?
- Only to the back of the building.

But, and don't tell the super,
I may have opened a small access

to the city's underground utility chase.
That runs for blocks.

Boss, hey. He's here.

- And Elizabeth?
- No sign of her or anyone else.

- But your friend, he's in bad shape.
- Get him out of there.

- I got an injury! Need a paramedic!
- What you got?

He took a beating.
His breathing isn't right.

Let's get him in the back.

Heddie, you're out of time.

Agents Ressler and Mojtabai, FBI.
Who's running point?

Dan Lynch, MPD. What's going on?

- What do you mean, they're on site?
- We just got here.

What about our suspects?

You want me to follow?

No. We stay put until we see her.

You two, head that way.

There's a service ladder past the
fire riser. Fifty, maybe 60 yards.

Hold on, we're not splitting up.

All of us together is too conspicuous.

This way, if we get caught,
only two of us get busted.

- I'm not leaving you with her.
- Berdy, listen to the woman.

She's trying to help. I trust her.

Go.

Now, go.

This door leads to the street.

You get a car.

I'm gonna double back, try and stall them.

Elizabeth.

I am gonna make this up to you.

I promise.

Go.

Raymond, we have to go.

They'll be closing down the street soon.
You can't be here.

She slipped through our fingers again.

I'll be damned.

Keep your distance.
We wanna do this very quietly.

Okay, thank you.

Agent Keen.

Thank God you're okay. Come on.

We were so worried.

I came here as fast as I could.
What'd you find?

Just the equipment.

- Wait. Reddington's friend...
- Gone.

MPD finished the sweep of the building.
We were too late.

You can ID her, right? Your neighbour.

Yeah, of course. I'll send out
a description, put out a BOLO.

What's her name, by the way?

- Her name?
- Yeah, the woman from Paris.

All we have is her alias.
What's her real name?

Maddy.

Maddy Tolliver.

Now?

Soon. When we're a little further away

from surveillance cameras and prying eyes.

Raymond, the Kazanjian brothers
will kill you too.

Death must be so beautiful.

To lie on the soft brown earth...

with the grasses waving over one's head.

To be at peace.

I welcome that one day.

- You didn't get far, now, did you?
- Picked him up on 39th.

He was travelling with another man,
but we lost him.

I'll take it from here.

Who are you?

I'm the guy you're gonna help.

I want you to know how relieved I am
that you and your family are safe.

I also want to apologise.

I told you I'd protect you, and I didn't.

You have nothing to apologise for.

I believe I do.

As it happens, I believe you do too.

You told me you got a lead
after you left the office.

We both know that's not true.

- No, it's not.
- I know you took a file.

That you didn't want us to know
what you saw in it.

Who you saw in it.

I also know that you'd only do that
if it was something very personal.

- The photo in the file, was it her?
- Yes.

The woman from Paris
who abducted Reddington.

The woman we've been looking for
is your mother?

She isn't who I thought she was.

The reason she moved in next to me,

she's looking for answers
that could save her life.

- Has she found them?
- No, but I hope she does.

I don't envy you.

Being caught in the middle
between two ruthless outlaws,

trying to pick a side.

Personally, I sympathise.

But professionally,
there's only one side to be on.

- Reddington's.
- We have a deal with him.

We give to get.
And he doesn't kill FBI agents.

The men stationed
at your building are missing.

That's indefensible.

If she did it,
I'll walk her into prison myself.

But I'm not on Reddington's side,
or her side.

I'm on the side of the truth.

And right now,
Reddington's hiding that from me...

and my mother isn't.

Thank you, Morgan.

A medical team will be here in 10 minutes.

I didn't tell her.

Did you hear me?

She doesn't know.

You need to rest.

We don't need to worry about her anymore.

What exactly are you planning on
doing here?

The right thing.

Whatever he's paying you, I'll double it.

Money can't buy him a reduced sentence.

Erasing your memories can.

I'm terribly sorry, Mr Krilov.

Don't worry.
I'm still bringing you back to prison.

But first, we have some unfinished business.

You scrambled my brain,
and I'm here to make sure

you never do that to anyone else.

I met my mother.

I know you didn't want me to...

but I did.

She told me you lied to me
about who Reddington really is.

I don't understand why you did that.

Or why you tried to have...

her killed to protect me.

You tried to kill your own child.

What kind of person
would do something like that?

I can't figure it out,

but maybe she can.

Maybe she can find out everything...

you're trying to hide from me.

It's over.

What is?

The woman.

Aram told me she'd been
living in your building.

Feigning kindness, watching Agnes.

But it's over. She's dead.

What?

How?

Gunned down in the street
less than an hour ago.

How do you know?

I saw it happen. Two heavily armed assets.

They took her body
because they came for a bounty.

- She's dead?
- She is.

Elizabeth, go get Agnes, take her home.

I've been reading to Dom.
We're halfway through Beowulf.

Grendel's mother,
now there's a woman to be reckoned with.

Hello.

Did he believe it?

Katarina?

Does he think I'm dead?

What happened? What's going on?

I bought us time
to find the answers we're looking for.

At least, I tried. Did it work?

Like a charm.

This is our secret. No one can know.

I need to know you can keep it a secret.

Of course I can. I'm a Rostova.

I need to disappear for a stretch,
let things cool down.

But when the time is right,
and I have the answers,

I will find you.

It might be a week or a month,
but I will find you.

We will end this.

I love you, Masha.

Be safe.

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