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Black 26.

Baby, I need more chips.

Absolutely not.

You just lost $100,000.
That's not a bet.

That's a down payment
on someone's house.

Oh, please, baby.
You can afford it.

Is there a problem?

I'm sorry, Anika.

I'm not letting her lose
any more of my money.

Your money?
Mr. Luppina,

what would your wife say
if she knew you were here?

She thinks you're in Dubai,
on business.

Her family's business.

How are the kids,
by the way?

Your daughter must be,
what, early 20s by now?

- Yeah.
- Anika.

Mr. Cullen,
may I help you?

I need to talk
to you a minute.

I've been vetting the whales
you're bringing in

for your private game
this coming Wednesday.

An impressive list.

A hundred million on the tables
in that room.

- You're welcome.
- I'm curious.

Most of these people
are your regulars--

either here
or at other parlors--

but there's a name
I've never seen.

A Mr. Yao Liang.

And you want to arrange
for the casino to extend

a $15 million line
of credit to him.

I don't hear a question.

I've done my due diligence,
and that person doesn't exist.

You don't need to worry
who my players are.

I'm paid to worry,
and I'm filing this with

the ACT Racing
and Gambling Commission.

You have the house
advantage here.

- [bell rings]
- What are you doing?

Ohh!

[groans]

I'm sorry.

Maybe we didn't get to know
each other very well.

I'm in and out of here so fast.

Or maybe we got off
on the wrong foot.

[groans]

I want you to be
comfortable with me.

I want you to be comfortable
when you leave the house

in the morning and start up
that sexy Holden HK Monaro.

Comfortable
that the ignition

doesn't ignite
an incendiary device

packed with EPX-1,

which has the highest
detonation velocity

of all plastic explosives.

Comfortable?

Good.

[Red]
Meera Malik's daughter?

After all these years?

On loan from MI6
on a provisional basis.

She just lost her whole team
to Wujing.

She has skin in this game.

Well, if she's anything
like her mother,

she'll be a keen asset.

With a discerning eye.

And you'll be
okay with her?

I believe the question is
whether she'll be okay with me.

She's been fully read-in.

She knows what she's
signing up for.

Ms. Malik, your government
is in agreement,

your security clearance
has been authorized,

and you understand
what we do here?

You work with a very high-level
confidential informant.

I've been debriefed
on this.

Not just any informant.

We work with
Raymond Reddington.

It's a symbiotic relationship.

On balance, it's a net plus
for us and the work we do.

He's invaluable.

You realize now that you know
this, there's no going back?

My mother knew
all of this, too,

and she still
chose the work.

She did.

Then what time should I be here
Monday morning?

[Red] I look forward
to meeting her.

See anything
you like up there?

What are we
doing here, Red?

This is not
the most discreet.

Street food, Harold.
I'm on a pilgrimage.

I won't stop until
I've tried it all.

The pan-seared brains are
supposed to be delicious here.

Ooh, peppery goat breast. Hi.

Okay, we'll take
the number one,
three, the five,

and I guess the seven.

Odds today,
evens tomorrow.

Homan.
Live like you're dying.

Am I right, Harold?

I just spent three hours
on a train from DC.

Ooh, I love that trip.

Three hours of peace
and quiet.

The low rumble
of the rails.

And a very nice ham
and cheese sandwich,
I must say.

Please.
Wujing.

What are we doing?
Have there been any updates?

It appears he's out there
marshaling his forces.

And for some reason,
you've disbanded yours.

I'm hearing you don't even
have security.

Keeping a lighter footprint.

Simpler all around.

We know what he's up to.
The question is where.

In the last week
and a half,

Wujing's been spotted
in Monaco, Lisbon,

Klerksdorp, South Africa.

Do you know what all
those locations have in common?

Not off the top
of my head.

Casinos, Harold.

Wujing is frequently
somewhat fancier surroundings,

I assume in the hopes
of falling in

with a fancier
set of friends.

The associates of mine
who spotted him in Monaco

saw him with an Australian
woman named Anika de Beer.

De Beer?
Who is she?

In the world of gambling,
de Beer is known as the Whaler.

She's a freelancer who pulls
in high-rollers to casinos.

She works across the globe.

After Monaco, she flew to
the Crown Rocks in Sydney.

This is a formidable woman.

She'd do anything to get
whales to the table.

What does he want with her?
Is this all about money?

Too many things
in life are.

The same man out gathering
an army

isn't taking time
to gamble, is he?

I don't know,
but de Beer might.

She's our best lead.

[cell phone rings]

Char?

Is everything all right?

Oh, no.
Not again.

She didn't say anything
after school yesterday.

Sure, I can be free
to meet Wednesday.

Is it just
with the teacher?

Okay, hon.
See you when I get home.

Bye.

Is there a problem
with Agnes?

Agnes is having some trouble
with a bully at school.

An older girl.
But we're handling it.

Anything I can do
to help?

Thank you, but Agnes
already has two parents,

and it's our belief that she
needs to work this out herself.

Order's up. Homan.

I've got this.

Whatever you and Charlene
think is best, Harold.

But we better working
on our working lunch,

because I believe this Whaler
is now our best chance

at getting to Wujing.

I want you gentlemen to welcome
the newest member of our team.

- Siya?
- Hello.

I just want to say that
I'm excited about being here.

I know my mother felt proud
of what she did in this place,

and I'm looking forward
to feeling the same way.

It's good to have you.

[keyboard clacking]

[computer beeping]

Aram made it
look so easy.

Here, uh, let me help
with that.

Thanks, Agent Malik.

Right.
Anika de Beer.

Casinos around the world
treat her like royalty

because her client list
is so impressive.

Millionaires, billionaires,
tech giants, industry tycoons,

and some of the best players
ever to touch a deck of cards.

She's working with Wujing,
but we don't know to what end.

Could they be
planning something with
one of de Beer's whales?

Big gamblers,
big bank accounts.

That's a lot of very
powerful people.

Is it possible Wujing
might be targeting

some or one
of these players?

[Cooper] You just might be
onto something.

Reddington has informed me

that she's bringing
a group of the biggest whales
on her roster

to the Crown Rocks Casino
in Sydney, Australia,

in two days' time for a
private game of Texas Hold 'Em.

Whatever she and Wujing
are doing,

the timing of this upcoming
tournament feels suspicious.

So, what's the plan?

Well, if we want to get
to de Beer,

we know exactly where
she'll be in 48 hours.

Reddington also informed me

that there are still a few open
chairs for her Sydney game.

- So, we're going
into that game?
- How?

[Cooper]
This is Spencer Waters.

Waters is a wealthy music promoter

and owner of the
Alcazar Theatre in New York.

He's also the organizer
of one of the richest

poker game pots
on the East Coast.

It's a monthly
underground game.
Millions on the table.

No one gains entry
without Waters' approval.

The Whaler
is known to have eyes

in the biggest card rooms
around the world,

so if we want her attention,

we'll need to make a splash
in Waters' game.

Reddington's already working
on an invitation.

[Waters] I gotta admit.

I'm a little nervous
sitting here, Mister--

[Red] Oh, please, Spencer,
it's Raymond.

Although, Steve Jones always
calls me "Rotten Ray."

In fact, I did a little guest
DJ thing with him

on "Jonesy's Jukebox"
using that moniker.

Apparently, Johnny got
pissed off

thinking we were making fun
at his expense.

Which maybe we were,
or maybe we weren't.

[chuckling]
I don't know.

It doesn't take much
to piss off John.

Steve Jones?
Johnny Rotten?

Seems like you got
a lot of friends.

That phone call I got from, uh,
Huey Lewis' manager--

Jerry. Yes.

Yeah, he told me
about that, uh,

favor that you did
for him once.

Well, technically, it was
for an associate of Jerry's,

but Jerry benefited.

But I prefer to leave
past business in the past.

Let's talk about
the future.

I'm someone who can do quite
a lot when it comes to favors

for a person
with a fertile imagination.

A favor for me?

- In return for...
- A favor for me.

Well, actually,
it's for a friend.

A friend who enjoys
playing cards.

I see.

Is your friend any good?

Spencer, if it's a friend
of mine,

they're either the very best
or the most fun.

Often both. [chuckles]

I apologize for our
disagreement yesterday.

That was unfortunate.

Now, what can you arrange
for me here?

As requested, you'll have
the entire room

reserved for your event.

The lift is private
and dedicated to this floor.

You'll have a checkpoint
at the entrance

with handheld
metal detectors.

Fire exits will be locked
during the length of game play,

but will open automatically
in the event

the fire alarm
is tripped.

What about security?

Would you like some of our team
made available to you?

No, thank you.

I use my own people
for events like this-- always.

Now...

what about my list
of players?

Fully approved.

How many of our Sky Villas

would you like available
to you for the evening?

All of them.

And tell me, which one is
the most private?

Ah. Welcome.

What's all this for?

Your costumes, Donald.
For the theater this evening.

Ms. Malik, please allow me
to introduce myself.

You're a man of wealth
and taste?

[laughs] Clever.

I'm Raymond Reddington. Please.

I knew your mother
many years ago.

And what did she
think of you?

I don't know if she ever
liked me very much.

Mr. Reddington,
you and I

don't need to be friends
with one another.

Like my mother,
I'm also extremely capable.

I can liaise with you,
work beside you,

smile at your jokes,

but this is a professional
relationship to me.

Nothing more.

Practiced that,
have you?

You mind walking us
through this?

For Spencer Waters'
poker game,

I took the liberty of having
an associate of mine

concoct a flawless
fake identity-- E.M. Lyons--

buried several layers deep in
a couple of dozen databases.

Lyons will play in
the game tonight

with Waters' full endorsement
and my financial backing.

It's the best chance we have
of baiting the Whaler.

Oh, and Lyons is allowed
a plus one.

So, Agent Ressler
poses as Lyons
and I'm the arm candy?

Is that it?

On the contrary,
Emilia Marie Lyons

will sit at the card table,

and Donald will be
the arm candy.

- Come again?
- These are poker players.

Experts in bluffing
and deception,

reading people.

It has to be Siya.

They're less likely
to see her coming.

She's not ready for this.

I have a feeling any daughter
of Meera Malik

will be smart and quick
on her feet, and you, Donald,

will be more believable
as her bank and much better

as the eyes and ears
watching her back.

If I were in a pinch,
I'd want you watching mine.

I don't suppose it makes
a difference to anyone

that I don't know
how to play poker?

[chuckles] Well, that's where
Mr. Endicott comes in.

His services are available
to you for as long as you need.

A bit of a crash course,
if you will.

Learn the mechanics
of the game,
pick out some new threads.

There's some lovely items
over there for your choosing.

I'll be off.
Errands to run.

But I'll be rooting
for the debut of

Ms. Lyons and her trusty
bankroll tonight.

Good luck.

"She's not ready
for this"?

May I ask
what your issue is?

You have no idea what you're
inviting in with this job.

I mean,
this is how he operates.

He has no idea putting somebody
out on a limb,

because he's out
there himself.

There's no line he won't cross,
Agent Malik.

I'll be there when
you figure that out.

[sighs]

[children chattering]

Great job today, Agnes.

Why are you being
so sarcastic?

[speaks indistinctly]

What? No! I did.
What do you mean?

[mocking] "I did."

What? No.
I'm on this team.

Get away from me!
What are you doing?

[whistle blows]

[coach] Agnes!

What happens to kids
that makes them this way?

Emilia.

Spencer.

How are you, gorgeous?

I thought you had shows
all this week?

Ah, Robert Plant canceled
on me last minute.

Oh. Who are you gonna sell
overpriced cocktails to now?

[chuckles] I think
I'll sell 'em to you

and your gentleman
friend here.

- He's the bank.
- I'm the bank.

The bank's
always welcome.

Just can't have you
near the tables, I'm afraid.

If you make yourself
comfortable, plenty of food

and booze in the wings with
the rest of the guests.

Emilia, I'll show you
to your table.

Right this way.

♪ 'Cause you keep throwing up
what they're feeding you ♪

[clears throat]

♪ It doesn't matter
if it's the truth or not ♪

♪ It is if they can get you
to say it enough ♪

♪ I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I ♪

♪ I'm never gonna
change your mind ♪

♪ I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I ♪

[Siya] Thank you.

♪ I'm never gonna change
your mind ♪

♪ Are you the bullet
or are you the bird? ♪

♪ You're burning the book
and you haven't read a word ♪

♪ It's only black and white
if you're playing chess ♪

♪ You have to pick a side
if you're playing chess ♪

$20,000.

♪ That's the way they keep
your head down, I guess ♪

Call.

♪ I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I ♪

Pair of kings,
queen kicker.

♪ I'm never gonna
change your mind ♪

Trip threes.

I get it.
You thought you had something.

You keep coming, girl.

♪ I'm never gonna
change your mind ♪

♪ Whose eyes ♪

♪ Are blind? ♪

♪ Oh, we're all pawns here ♪

It's just not
your night.

Maybe you want to stop
spending your man's money?

You want to keep trying
to piss me off,

or should we
just play cards?

[chuckles]

How much you got left there,
short stack?

You feeling lucky?

I'm putting you all in.

♪ Never gonna change
your mind ♪

Call. $50,000.

[dealer] Lady wins with a pair.

You went all in
with two fives?

With three
face cards showing?

You didn't know
what I had here.

Oh, I knew.
I watched you win,

so I'd know
the moment you were losing.

Remember?

That's when you called me
"short stack."

Is your player
free to talk?

Now that she has
all the chips, sure.

Excuse me.

My employer would
like a word.

Hello?

[Anika] There's my wild card.
That was an impressive play.

You waited him out
and took him by surprise.

I suppose that's the game.

I'm hosting an event down
in Sydney tomorrow.

I can send a Gulfstream
for you and your bank.

Travel, hotel-- all on me.

I have some talented players
coming, but I'd love

to see you shake things
up like you did there tonight.

I'll try my best.

That's worth
the jet fuel alone.

I'll see you soon.

We're going to Australia.

You barely said a word to me
on the plane ride down.

Do you want to continue
what you started back in DC?

I was being honest
in Washington.

You don't think I understand
what this job is?

Well, I think
you understand it fine,

and you're ignoring
the dangers.

Or maybe you understand those,
too, and you just don't care.

I'm not reckless,
Agent Ressler.

Neither was your mother,
and look where it got her.

I'm sorry.

I've seen this job tear down
a lot of people.

I saw it kill a woman I loved
very much named Elizabeth.

I saw it kill your mother.
It's nothing personal.

You seem very good
at what you do.

I'm just not sure I want
to see it tear you down, too.

I appreciate that.
I do.

But I can handle myself.

[detector chirps]

They're taking
every precaution here.

Yes.
Let's hope that we have.

[Anika] Please, make yourself comfortable.

Each game starts one half-hour
behind the other

so that the games
are staggered.

Ms. Lyons,
you'll be over at Table Two,

starting in just
a few moments.

This is quite the collection
of people.

I see a weapons dealer,
a country singer,

and a chairman of
the Gemeinschaft Bank
in Zurich.

What? Forbes was
the only magazine
on the flight down here.

There's a Saudi royal over
by Table Two.

The two players
at Table Three

are both
Chinese billionaires.

British SIS has a file
on both of them.

At the same table?
Is it a coincidence?

I don't know.

What does Wujing
want here?

What is
the Whaler providing him?

I need to sit
and play cards.

Where do you want me?

Make yourself useful, honey,
and get us some drinks.

Your brave agents have made it
into the belly of the beast?

[Cooper] They checked in safely
from the casino.

They're off comms for at least
a few hours now.

Agent Malik sitting
at the card table

was your idea, I understand?

She's quite something,
isn't she?

Listen, Harold,
while I have you,

what do you know
about the Ruthermans?

Who?

Phil and Justin Rutherman,
and their one daughter, Amanda.

Is that--

Did you look into the family
of the girl bullying Agnes?

I had a friend

do a little poking around,

and I saw the bullying myself.

- Things are volatile.
- You went to the school?

Do you know how totally
out of bounds that--

Harold, don't be absurd.

I would never
be so conspicuous,
let alone creepy,

as to loiter outside
of a middle school.

I found her at soccer practice.

I simply thought it prudent

to get ahead of the situation.

Raymond, for once,
please listen to me.

Stand down and stop it.
I won't ask you again.

[line clicks, beeping]

Why am I always the bad guy?

[Cooper] What made
this guy stand out?

[Ressler] Something.
In the way he moved.

He was casing the room.
It felt military.

He's not in the game. This guy
isn't right for this place.

You're not kidding.
That guy is Zhang Wei,

former Chinese special forces
turned mercenary,

no longer associated
with their government,

wanted for
extrajudicial shootings

in several
NATO countries.

He could be recon,
scouting this place for Wujing.

Agent Ressler, you have
a private mercenary

in a room full of potential
targets and the Whaler.

You need to alert Agent Malik
to the threat immediately.

All right.
I'm on it.

You're not the only one
taking pictures.

I got this lovely one
of Ms. Lyons.

I have an NSA-level computer
team at my disposal.

Routine vetting of every
new player at my tables.

Took them a day,
but they busted her alias.

You might've fooled
Mr. Waters in New York,

but you didn't fool me.

So, who are you two?

'Cause she's certainly
not Ms. Lyons,

and I'm very interesting
in who you are.

Well, I could tell you,

but that would compromise
my partner out there.

Mm. These gentlemen
work with me.

They're not affiliated
with the casino,

so, if you go
with them quietly,

they'll get
the answers I need.

I'm Nigel.

I'm in charge here.

Then trust me, Nigel,
you need to let me explain.

Give me my phone
so I can make a call.

Everybody's got
an explanation.

An excuse.

We are past that, mate.

Sorry to interrupt your play,

but there seems to be a problem
with your gentleman friend.

He's taken ill, I'm afraid.

Oh, where is he?

Would you like
to come with me?

Is there a problem?

Not one that
can't be rectified.

They'll take care of you.

[elevator bell dings]

This is Mr. Yao Liang.
Please see him to Table Three

and open his line
of credit right away.

We've got real problems,
I think.

- I'm aware.
- Bigger than this.

Guess who I just saw
walk in downstairs?

Wujing is here.

That's why the mercenary.
He was recon.

Case the room.

What are they doing here?

Whatever it is, they've done it
at several casinos

around the world.

Wujing was using
an alias.

Going to sit and play
at Table Three.

With the two Chinese
billionaires?

You said that MI6
had files on both. Why?

We've got files on thousands
and thousands of people.

Can't remember the exact
details of those two,

but it was probably
Triad association,

or something of the sort.

The Whaler put Wujing
in a room with two

Triad-associated businessmen
and millions on the table, why?

If you two are done whispering,
where did we leave off?

Let's get a few answers.

Well, let me save you
the trouble.

I'm an FBI agent
here undercover.

She's MI6.

You really don't want to do
what you're about to do.

[chuckles] Sure.

So, uh, which one of you
do I start with?

I guess I'll be
your first dance.

Get him up.

Where did you get that?

Us spies have
all the best toys.

I keep
underestimating you.

Yes, I've noticed that.

Shall we check back
in with home?

[Cooper] But you're
both all right?

Yeah, might need some dental
work, but yeah, we're okay.

We need to get
you out of there.

Not so fast.
Wujing is here.

He's on site.
Downstairs right now.

Hey, Ressler?

Take a look at this.

[computers beeping]

I'll be damned.

He is gambling.

That's not what I see.

What do you mean?

One of those billionaires
just folded with two pair.

Lookit, you can see their cards
from this angle.

Why would he fold
with that?

Wait. Watch, the other one's
gonna fold now, too.

They're letting Wujing win.

This isn't a game.
This is a payday.

You're telling me
the men in that game
are losing on purpose?

They must be plants.
That makes sense.

The Whaler set up
the guest list herself.

Wujing needs to fund his war
with Reddington, right?

So, let's assume that he's left
behind a fortune

in Chinese bank accounts
before his arrest.

Old funds from his spy
hunter days?

That was over
a decade ago.

Wujing is a criminal and
a fugitive from justice now.

Any bank transaction,
any money transfer,

he has to assume
that the Chinese government,

the US government,
not to mention Reddington

and his network--
they're all watching.

So he needs to get that money
in an untraceable way.

Exactly.

So, Wujing strikes up
a working relationship

with a casino specialist.

He gives her a cut,
and she goes to work

setting up lines of credit
for him under aliases.

Clean money for a dirty
little war against Reddington.

He has up to...

what looks like
millions of dollars.

Think about those casinos

they've already hit
in those other cities.

We can't let him walk out
the door with that money.

Well, there's no way
we're getting anywhere back

near that room,
not with all this security.

[line rings]

Harold, what
a lovely surprise.

[Cooper]
Wujing is in Australia.

He's sitting at a table
in a casino

while two Triad money
men hand him

millions and millions
and millions.

Quite a tidy little scheme,
courtesy of our Whaler.

- She's a clever one.
- Wujing's up millions,

and they're doing it
right out in the open.

The best cons are
always in plain sight.

Ressler and Malik

were ejected from the room
and we can't stop him.

Well, don't worry yourself.

I had an inkling he'd make
an appearance at the game.

- So, I have a backup.
- What backup?

What's sweet and fun
and Red all over?

[elevator bell dings]

Hello, there.

My name is
Raymond Reddington.

I don't have a seat
in this game,

but I'd love to play in.

Mr. Reddington, I'm afraid
all our seats are full.

Mm.
Anika, tell me--

how much is your cut
of Wujing's take here tonight?

- Excuse me?
- 10% of his winnings?

No, you're better than that. 15.

I don't know how much
you helped him to collect

at all those other casinos,

but I'm guessing he heads
for the door this evening with,

what, 20, 25 million?

That's a little less
than four to you, yes?

Here's six.
In diamonds.

[exhales sharply]

You can take it
right now.

I'm a sure bet.

You've never made
a wrong decision in your life.

Don't start now.

I'm sure something
could be arranged.

Pull me up a chair
to the man himself, please.

Anyone mind
if I join the fun?

I don't have a great deal
of time, so here's an idea.

What do you say
we play one hand?

Wouldn't that be exciting?

Just you and me.
No limit.

I must have millions
and millions here.

This is quite
a bold move.

Well, I'm not armed
and you're not armed,

and I highly doubt
we're going to leap

across the table
and do what?

Give each other
bloody noses?

[man] Call.

How'd you know
I'd be here?

Calculated guess.

And a $5 million bet.

You haven't checked
your cards.

They are what they are.

You seem to be a man who takes
an awful lot of risks.

Well, there are risks everywhere.

Although, you've tipped
the odds
a bit in your favor

by stocking the game
with your bagmen here.

[chuckles]

The irony of Raymond Reddington
making an accusation.

I know exactly
what you are.

And soon, the rest of the world
will see that, too.

You have
no idea what I am.

You don't even know
how to really look.

Your anger and your hate
have made you shortsighted.

I'm going to be
the end of you.

I'm all in.

There's an end waiting
for all of us.

Call.

[line rings]

This is Local Area
Commander Baker.

This is Special Agent
Dembe Zuma,

Federal Bureau
of Investigation,
badge number 81452.

We have two agents
on the premises

of the Crown Rocks Casino.

They've been assaulted,
and currently,

there is
a wanted fugitive on site

in a private gambling suite.

I suggest you lock
down the facility.

We need to get Raymond
out of there.

You think you can what?

Frighten me off?

This is an impressive display
of audacity,

you sitting there,

but there isn't a tactic
you have in your arsenal

that will steer me
off course.

At the moment, I don't need
anything in my arsenal,

except for the two cards
in front of me.

Then you'd better hope
they're the right ones,

if you plan
to take me on.

Three aces.

There's one thing
you should know

before we go any further
than this table.

Whatever they are,
if they're in my hand,

they're always
the right cards.

Flush wins.

Aha. Look at that.

This doesn't end here.

I hope not.

But at least
we've played a hand.

[man] Ladies and gentlemen,
excuse me.

I've just been informed
that the police
have entered the casino

and they're heading up here
as we speak.

If everybody can please
just remain calm--

[alarm blaring]

We got to get
out of here.

I'll be seeing you.

We need to go.

Lead the way,
Agent Malik.

No sign of Wujing or the Whaler
since the game broke up.

Security's checked every inch
of the property.

They're not here.

We should be done here
pretty quick.

We found a bunch
of hard drives.

This game she was running
with Wujing

was just the tip
of the iceberg.

Looks like we have evidence
on dozens of clients--

laundering, conspiracy,
illegal gambling, fraud.

Wow. Great.

You know,
you saved my ass tonight.

We made a good team.

You can watch my back
in the field any day,

but I still meant
what I said before.

About not getting sucked down
the drain of this job?

I didn't know Elizabeth.

I barely knew my mother.

Maybe I'm not like them.

Welcome to the team, Siya.

But I'm still gonna
lose sleep over you.

[exhales deeply]

You know, I don't usually
take meetings like this.

What sort of meetings
do you mean?

Ones where I have no idea
what's going on.

Well, I guess
I'm just lucky.

You should
see me at cards.

You have a project manager
on your team.

Philip Rutherman.

You also have a $78,000 debt
to two bookies in Baltimore.

That's 100.

The extra 20-something's
for whatever you like.

If that's for me,
what's for you?

I have it on good authority
that there's an opening

for a project manager
on a site of yours

in Sarasota, Florida,
starting in a couple of weeks.

I think it's time that
Mr. Rutherman and his family

transferred somewhere
a little warmer,

a little wetter,
a little further away.

[knocks on window]

What's going on?
Why have we stopped?

I'm already late
for my flight.

Hello?

[sighs]

You told me
we were safe.

You told me you had
thought of everything.

I had.

But you never told me
you were on some path

of assured
mutual destruction

with Raymond Reddington
of all people.

You held those cards
and you didn't show me,

so I'm not responsible
for what happened in Sydney.

And that?

Was that
Reddington, too?

How much did it cost
for you to betray me?

I'll think
of another plan.

We can get back to work.

I have another idea.

Tell me--

how much is in the bag?

Enough to replace
what I lost?

I guess it's a start.

[silenced gunshots]

[children chattering,
whistle blows]

[cell phone ringing]

- Hello, Harold.
- Authorities in

Australia are still looking
for Anika de Beer.

They won't find her.

Wujing will have disposed
of her by now.

At least he wasn't able
to collect his money.

He'll find another way.

There's always another way.

This is far from over.

So you won't believe this,
but the problem

Agnes was having at school
seems to have rectified itself.

The girl's whole family
just moved to Florida.

That's serendipitous news.

Don't treat me like an idiot,
Raymond.

Your fingerprints are visible
from a mile away.

You asked me to stay out of it
and I'm out of it.

If that's the case...

then what are
you doing here?

[whistle blows]

You know, Maurice Sendak,

one of the most celebrated

and most wonderful children's
book authors of all time,

he said about children--

"You tell them
anything you want.

Just tell them
if it's true.

If it's true,
you tell them."

I hear that and I think
it's the best advice,

and yet, still...

...what if I want
to protect her?

What if I just...

want her to be
a safe, happy young girl?

I know how much you care.

Truly.

I know you have the best
possible intentions

when it comes to her.

But that also means
allowing her to
skin her knees sometimes.

I've raised two children
of my own in my life.

Now I'm raising
someone else's,

and I can tell you
with certainty,

they grow up to be

whomever
they're going to be.