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Hey. Hey, pal.

What's going on?

Everything okay?

You all right?

You a little turned around?

If you're headed to Harrisburg,
you're going the wrong way.

You hear me?

What do you got there?

"Assistant U.S. Attorney"?

He hasn't spoken. The doctors say
he experienced severe trauma.

Where did you find him?

Oh, on a highway outside of Harrisburg.
We're still piecing it together,

but we think he may have
been hitchhiking.

Ma'am? Are you okay?

It's just... It's been 12 years.

Mark?

Mark.

It's me.

It's Donna.

Where have you been?

It's been 12 years.

Ah.

What is this, a '78?

You got a picture?
My father loved Cadillacs.

And she's alive?
She's calling herself Jolene Parker.

I'll notify you when I find her.
You don't have all the information.

I have all I need.
No. She's...

Do I tell you how to do your job?

No, I don't.

So don't tell me how to do mine.

If I was able to find you hiding

on that sheep farm outside
of Dingle, I can find this girl.

Don't you worry how.

I love hats, but that...

Honestly, that takes
a certain kind of man.

What size are you?
Seven and a quarter?

I'm a seven and a half.

I'll find the girl.

I don't want you to find her,
I know where she is.

I want you to tell me
where she's been.

Cities, safe houses, aliases.

She's already faked her death
to elude me, now she's back.

I want you to tell me everything you can
about where she's been,

what she's been up to.

I thought this was a conference,
not a book burning.

There's nothing wrong with a
little editing. They're children.

Kids shouldn't be reading Lolita.
Why not?

I mean, the heart goes
where it wants to go.

Mr. Whitney's heart sent him right
into an affair with Timmy Logan's mom.

Are you saying that's okay?

No, I just... I don't think books

are anything to be afraid of.

I think that people have affairs because
they're miserable in their marriages.

I don't think you should
judge them.

And I certainly don't think
you can blame a book.

What do you think, Tom?

Um...

I think Mr. Whitney should
thank his lucky stars

because Timmy Logan's mom
is way out of his league.

Call me provincial, but I
for one think it's inappropriate.

I mean, how old is he anyway?

Lizzy.

Have you seen the paper?
What about it?

Mark Hastings,
U.S. Attorney from Maryland.

Twelve years ago, he indicted
the head of the Reynoso cartel.

A week later, he went missing.

I remember. The Bureau assumed
it was a retribution killing.

Well, two days ago, he was found
wandering on a road in Pennsylvania.

Nobody knows where he's been.
Was he in hiding?

I believe he was held captive,
but not by the Reynoso cartel.

It's all quite a mystery. They say
he's too traumatized to speak.

But if what I believe
about Hastings is true,

if he has been held captive
all these years,

then it would confirm
that the myth is true.

The Judge is real.

The Judge?
Every culture has a justice myth,

an avenging angel who exacts
retribution for the weak and innocent.

Golem for the Jews,
Tu Po for the Chinese,

the ancient Greeks had
Adrasteia the goddess of revenge.

And we have the Judge.

Think of him as a prisoner's
court of last resort.

When your legal appeals
have all been exhausted

and there is no hope left, you can
make one last plea to the Judge.

What kind of plea?

Prisoners can state their case,
argue their innocence,

explain why they were convicted
unfairly, and who is responsible.

A prosecutor, a corrupt detective,

maybe an incompetent
public defender.

This demand for justice,
where does it go?

Supposedly, it's
passed among inmates

until it finally reaches
some book depository

at the federal penitentiary
in Monroe, Virginia.

- And then?
- Nobody knows for sure.

Nobody's ever met him.

Somehow the appeals
make their way to the Judge,

he reviews the case, and if he thinks
you're innocent, he evens the score.

If freedom or life were taken unfairly,
he demands the same in return.

An eye for an eye.

Reddington says Mark Hastings
was held captive?

Yes, but not by Reynoso.
He thinks it might've been payback

for a different case
Hastings prosecuted 12 years ago.

Aram.

Leonard Debs, sentenced to 14 years
for armed robbery when he was 28.

According to this so-called Judge,
this guy's innocent?

A witness allegedly came forward at the
time saying Debs wasn't at the scene.

Hastings never told the defense.

Debs got out two months ago.

He served 12 years
of his 14-year sentence.

Hastings went missing
12 years ago.

Hastings took 12 years from Leonard
Debs, so the Judge evened the score.

And Reddington says
there have been others.

A New York homicide detective,
an appellate court judge,

two prosecutors,
all missing and presumed dead.

All involved in cases in which
some impropriety was alleged,

which made them targets
for the Judge.

An underground
criminal court of appeals.

We believe the appeals
are processed

through a book depository
run by a prison literacy project.

We pulled the files of everyone
who worked at the depository

and I think we found something.
Frank Gordon.

A civilian now,
but he's a convicted killer.

He now works
for a prison literacy project

at their book depository
in Monroe, Virginia.

He takes the letters from the returned
books, screens them for the Judge.

Find him

and see if you can
get anything out of him.

Frank's been with us
for almost six years now,

ever since the court
reversed his conviction.

Does his job require
he interact with prisoners?

Well, not directly, but he does
respond to their requests.

Our program is one of the many that
provides inmates with reading materials.

Frank?

Who else knows Frank
stays here?

Is he in some kind of trouble?
What's back there?

I really feel we should wait
for Frank to come back.

It's his space. it's...

Stay here.

Hello?

Mr. Gordon, FBI,
we'd like to talk to you.

- What is it?
- Stay where you are.

Ressler? You okay?

Ressler.

He was just there.

Agent Keen, she fired,
tried to stop him.

But it happened too fast. He got away.

I set up checkpoints
at all major roads and highways.

Sent Frank Gordon's photo
to state, federal.

You're not gonna believe this.

Pleas from inmates, all handwritten,
from prisons all over the country.

ADX, Marion, Pelican Bay.
And look at this.

Alan Ray Rifkin.

It's a case folder.

Research, evidence.

Frank's reviewing trial transcripts
for the Judge.

Alan Ray Rifkin,
American college student.

Dropped out, joined the Army.
Deployed to Afghanistan.

In 2003, he was tried

and convicted
as an enemy combatant.

Fought alongside the Taliban.

He's scheduled for execution
tomorrow.

According to the charges,

Rifkin and a few dozen
Taliban fighters

raided an Afghan village
killing dozens of civilians.

At trial, Rifkin's lawyers
claimed

it was friendly fire, that the American
military destroyed the village from the air,

mistaking it for a Taliban outpost.

The military denied it.
If the Judge thinks Rifkin is innocent...

Guys, that Rifkin
case you were asking about?

The investigating officer was the senior
FBI agent in Afghanistan at the time.

Harold Cooper.

Think this is a coincidence?

Reddington feeds you the Judge
and I'm next on that lunatic's hit list?

We need to take it seriously.
No, we don't.

The federal prosecutor
on the case is Tom Connally.

His reputation speaks for itself,
so should mine.

Rifkin admitted to treason.
We're not saying he's innocent.

But if you or Connally
are in danger...

What does this so-called Judge
think that we missed?

We don't know yet.
We're reviewing the file now.

Fine, you do what you need to do.

But I'm telling you,
Alan Ray Rifkin is guilty.

And I for one will lose no sleep watching
him pay the ultimate price for his crimes.

Mr. Rifkin, my name is Agent Keen.
I'm with the FBI.

Oh, I'd stand and applaud but...
Alan, be nice.

I'm sorry, but I was told Mr. Rifkin
had waived all representation.

He has, all of his legal claims
have been exhausted.

Then you are?
Oh, Ruth Kipling.

The Amnesty Collective.

The capital guidelines state
that death-row inmates

are allowed a designated
spiritual advisor.

Okay.

First, let me tell you that I'm
not here to reconsider your case.

The court rulings are final...
How's this work, Agent Keen?

You just assume that I'm stupid?

I'm not here to see if you're stupid.
I'm here to see if you're angry.

Angry enough to want revenge.

It's my understanding you filed for
a demand of justice with the Judge.

As I said, all of his
legal appeals have been...

He knows what I mean.

Since when does the FBI believe
in prison-yard myths?

It's a story. He doesn't exist.

Here's what I will say.

I have a sacred duty
to battle the evil that put me here.

And who put you here?
You read his file, you know he confessed.

I assure you,
not of my own free will.

You're saying you were coerced?
I'm saying that I was beaten.

I'm saying that FBI agent,
Harold Cooper, he beat me.

Under the orders of Assistant
U.S. Attorney Thomas Connally.

What's the story with
guys and basketball anyway?

If the Wizards were playing,
I could stand in front of my TV naked

and you know what
my fiancé would say?

Move.
Really?

Ma'am?
Makers, double.

She's having an affair
with Mr. Whitney.

Have you talked to him about it?
I have. Believe me, it's not good.

Especially during
parent-teacher conferences

Oh...
because her husband has no clue.

But, you know, that's the job.

I mean, teachers get to know every part
of their students' lives, their families.

Some of it you just have to
keep secret.

Are you good at that?

At what?

Keeping secrets.

Where's your wife?
She couldn't come.

Did you invite her?
I thought...

I thought you had a fiancé.
Oh, I do.

We haven't picked a date yet.

I'd invite you to the wedding
but I don't think he'd like you.

Why is that?
Isn't it obvious?

You, here, buying me drinks
while your wife's back home.

I haven't done anything wrong.

Oh, my God. Ha.

Hi.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, me too.

You know, actually,
I'm not that sorry.

Room 618.

Yeah, I'm there now.
Where are we on the Rifkin case?

Understood. But I need to know
you and your men

will be ready to grab
Connally and Cooper

if the execution goes down
as scheduled.

Okay, bye.
Damn FBI.

Couldn't find their own asses
with a mirror and a GPS.

How the hell did they find you?
I don't know.

Somebody must be talking
and it's certainly not me.

Oh, Frank, I believe you.

You're a John, not a Judas.

Walk with me, it's feeding time.

Hastings, the one we released,

do we know if he's
talking to the authorities?

He's not.
His mind's too far gone.

My sources say he's with

his family,
still hasn't spoken a word.

Oh, it's just a matter of time.

About the Rifkin execution,
we're ready to respond but...

Yeah, but what?

Frank. Frank. Look at me.

You were innocent.

People like this put you in jail.

They took 20 years of your life.

Thirty from my father.
But if they're onto us?

If they find us, so be it.

Until then, I'm not gonna stop
the work we're doing.

If Rifkin dies, tell the others
to carry out the sentence.

Just because you're on the outside
now doesn't mean you can forget.

Good night, Mother.

Okay, so the question is, why does
the Judge think Rifkin is innocent?

We put together a timeline of events
using the file you found

in Frank Gordon's room,
and we found a problem.

After Rifkin was caught,

Cooper had him flown from Bagram
to Andrews Air Force Base.

From there, a prison transport took
them to a federal facility in Alexandria.

That trip should have taken
30 minutes.

At trial, the U.S. marshal supervising
the transport said it arrived on schedule.

But look at this, it's an event log.

It recorded the actual time
the marshal swiped into Alexandria.

The trip didn't take half an hour,
it took two and a half hours.

Why wasn't this presented
at trial?

Another event log was.

One that matched
the 30-minute timeline.

One of the event logs is fake.

We should find the marshal,
ask him directly.

William Munson?

Agent Keen, FBI.
I'm investigating a case

you're connected to.

Defendant is Alan Ray Rifkin.

Not here. I don't want the people I
work with knowing I'm involved in this.

I'm running out of time, Mr. Munson.
Alan Ray Rifkin is running out of time.

I know that. Why the hell
do you think I came forward?

Came forward? To whom?

That group, the one that fights
against the death penalty.

The Amnesty Collective.

You and Cooper, you were
at Andrews when Rifkin landed.

You drove him.
Yeah, I was there.

But Cooper and me,
we weren't the only ones.

That prosecutor, Tom Connally,
he was waiting on the tarmac.

Connally was there?
Yeah. He was angry.

Said the Rifkin case
was assigned to him.

Kept saying they
didn't have enough to convict.

He was going places, you know.

And he wasn't gonna wreck his career
by losing a high-profile case.

You heard this?
He said they needed a confession.

He told Cooper to pick him up,
take him to one of the hangars

and not let him out
until he admitted it.

Mr. Munson, did Agent Cooper
physically coerce Rifkin?

Physically coerce?

Man, you feds are too much.

He beat him, yeah.

I swapped out the entry log,
made the timeline make sense

and I had Rifkin treated in his cell
instead of the infirmary

to avoid any record.

Everyone said
he was betraying our country,

but now if he's really gonna die...

Tom.

Harold. What are you
doing out this way?

Looking for you, Tom.

We have a problem with Rifkin.

We need to contain this.

I found a flash drive,
and your girl.

I got some stuff.

The last six months she's been
in Havana, Port-au-Prince, Miami.

Various aliases.

Last September she was in Prague.

Miss Jolene is definitely moving
toward something.

Red, best I can tell,
girl's tracking someone.

Causing trouble.

She's either got lots of little targets
or one real big one.

We need to talk about Rifkin.
I've said everything I have to say.

Sir, I need to know
whether you...

What's going on?

Agent Keen, this is
U.S. Attorney Tom Connally.

Harold's been telling me
what a great agent you are.

Dog with a bone.

Sir, may we speak privately?

The thing is, this Rifkin case,
the court has made its decision.

Agent Keen, whatever you have to say
to me, you can say to both of us.

I need to know what happened at
the airport after you landed with Rifkin.

Rifkin was transferred
to a holding facility.

You beat a confession out of him.

Who told you that?
Your transport log was doctored.

This is the real log, which shows
how long he was at the airport.

There's a two-hour gap.

Where'd you get that?
Does it matter?

Let's not play games. You clearly
have a theory, let's hear it.

I don't have a theory.

I have a witness who says
he heard you

order you to beat a confession
out of Rifkin.

He saw it happen.
I did not rail road an innocent man.

There were witnesses.
Firsthand accounts.

Did you beat him?

Yes.

Agent Keen, Alan Ray Rifkin deserves
the sentence he received for his crimes.

He's being transferred for execution.

We have to stop it until
the court looks at his confession.

His day in court is over.
He's exhausted his appeals.

Once that happens,
the Supreme Court is clear.

Why he confessed or whether
he's even guilty becomes irrelevant.

We'll see if the federal clemency
officer agrees with you.

Heh. He won't even agree
to a meeting.

Be careful who you go around
talking to, Agent Keen.

Are you telling me this or is he?

The only career you should
worry about is your own.

Upon arrival at the execution facility,

the condemned shall be provided
a Form BP-199

in which he will be asked
where his body is to be sent.

I understand. No, he's
the federal clemency officer.

I need to talk to him.

Yes, please have him call me.

He may have not
more than one spiritual advisor,

two defense attorneys
and up to five adult friends or relatives.

Connally was right. They don't consider
the event logs new evidence.

And even if they did,

the deadline to consider Rifkin's
factual innocence has passed.

Do they realize how insane that is?

His innocence can't be considered?

I just wanna say...

I didn't do it.

You're killing an innocent man
here tonight.

Even God won't forgive you
for this.

We're ready.

Good night, Mother.

Good night. Good night.

We did the right thing.
Yes, just not the right way.

Let me ask you something.
That agent, Keen, the task force...

I mean, I've asked around
on the hill, main justice,

nobody knows
what the hell it is you do.

I've heard the stories.

They say you guys
are taking down everybody.

People who aren't even
on our radar. How?

Ha, ha. Nothing? Really?
Ha, ha.

Well, I can tell you this.

When I'm attorney general

and I get the president
to appoint you director of the FBI,

you're gonna tell me all about it,
the truth about your secret weapon.

Because we both know you have one.

Don't move.
Ow. Aah.

The Judge would like to see you.

An innocent man is dead
because of you.

Because you lied.
Alan Ray Rifkin was a terrorist.

You beat him.

You forced a confession.
To a crime he committed.

Cooper's been taken.
By whom?

The Judge, we think.
As retribution for Rifkin's execution.

Anything?
Not yet.

Alan Ray Rifkin?
We've got nothing.

No license plate,
no surveillance footage.

They could be anywhere by now.
Back up, Lizzy. Rifkin.

Go back to Rifkin.

Why would the Judge hold Cooper
responsible for his execution?

Because he coerced
Rifkin's confession.

You're certain of that?
Cooper admitted it to me.

How about the guy the Judge
released, Hastings?

We're getting a court order to talk
to him over his doctor's objections.

He's worried about further trauma.
If you ever wanna see Cooper again,

you need to get Hastings to talk.

Lizzy, I must be going.
Wait. Did you hear me?

Rifkin was executed. An eye
for an eye. Cooper is going to die.

Dembe, you better tell Edward
there's gonna be a change in flight plan.

A woman's son
is dead because of you.

A husband, father, brother.

A good man.

Rifkin was given every opportunity
to prove his innocence.

Prove to who? To you?

To the very people who
framed him in the first place?

You know, if you
did your job right,

I wouldn't have to do mine!

How do you plead?
Lady, this thing you're doing, this...

This is a horrible mistake.
I said, how do you plead?

I guess I plead not guilty.

Madam.

I find you guilty.

Richard.

Say something, Richard.

I keep meaning to attend
our academy class reunions.

Then I remember how pinched
I look in Dinner Dress Blues.

What the hell do you want?

How's your family?
My wife left me, thanks.

After I was sidelined. You made
a hell of a mess when you left.

Nobody believed
we couldn't see it coming.

Maybe we helped you,

maybe we facilitated
your treason.

Even without any evidence, it was
enough to destroy some careers.

Yes.

Richard, I need to know
about the Rifkin case.

He claimed civilians
were fired on by soldiers

from a Black Hawk that
CENTCOM says it never deployed.

I can't help you.

You were operational
in the Guldara District.

If there were choppers in the air,
you knew about it.

Rooming with you was the worst
thing that ever happened to me.

I'm offering you an opportunity,
Richard.

The men who want
this information can be...

very helpful.

If you help them,
it could put you back on track.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Hastings.

I can't imagine how difficult
this must be for you.

But there are others,
still there, being held.

- I need to know where you were held.
- Enough.

Please. Just go.

Good night, Mother.

No, Mark. it's me.
It's Donna.

Aram.

The papers said Rifkin's last words at his
execution were, "Good night, Mother."

He said it to his spiritual advisor,
Ruth Kipling.

I just heard Hastings say it.

Okay, Ruth Suzanne Kipling. Single, 62.
Attended Vassar College

and co-founded the prison-rights
organization, the Amnesty Collective.

The marshal that covered up
for Cooper and Connally,

that's the organization
he reached out to.

Which is how Kipling found out
about the entry-log evidence.

I've got an address in
Mercer County, Pennsylvania.

Bet that's where she's holding them.

We ready, Frank?

Red.
Lizzy.

Have you located Harold?
Yes, we're almost there.

There's been a development.

Thus do I commend thee into
the arms of our Lord Jesus Christ,

the preserver of all mercy
and reality, and the Father...

We got a problem.

Captain, I need you to get
your men out of here. Fall back, now.

Move, move, let's go.

What are they doing?
Why are they moving back?

They wanna talk.

Ruth, this is not a tactic.
I'm not trying to negotiate.

Yes, new information
on the Rifkin case.

Someone with high-level access
is en route.

Of course...

a woman.

If you came to advocate
on behalf of Agent Cooper...

I didn't.

I came to advocate

on behalf of you.

After devoting your life
to a pursuit of the truth

to making things right,

it would be such a shame
in your last act to get it so wrong.

This is a classified Pentagon file
on the Rifkin case.

In the spirit of full disclosure,

it's a felony for me to have it
or for you to see it.

But under the circumstances,
who are we to quibble?

It states that on October 3rd, 2002,
U.S. military intelligence officers

deployed a unit by helicopter
to the village of Guldara

in the Kabul Province
of Afghanistan

to extract an asset whose identity
had been compromised.

The Taliban in the area, with whom
Alan Ray Rifkin had aligned himself,

got word of the informant
and advanced on the village.

But they were too late.

The boys had extracted
their asset and left.

Angry and suspicious of others,

the Taliban and Rifkin set fire
to the village and executed inhabitants.

Dozens of women and children
were killed at the hands of the Taliban

in response to U.S.
military intelligence in the area.

I guess fearing more headlines,

the Pentagon wanted
no association with the incident

so they covered it up.

That is what happened.

That is the truth.

That's why you're not gonna
light up Agent Cooper today.

Alan Ray Rifkin wasn't executed
because of a beating

or because of a cover-up.

He was executed because of
the truth.

Now, you and I could talk for days about
the why's and why not's of an execution,

but at the end of it all,
in the final moment,

the only irrefutable fact is,
you better be right.

And I'm betting
you're not so sure.

How could you possibly know
what I'm thinking?

Mark Hastings.

You let him go...

because he'd served his time.

Because this has always been about
justice in your eyes, not blind revenge.

The day you started this,
you knew it would inevitably end.

That when you released your
first prisoner, you would get caught.

You don't wanna diminish your legacy
of righteousness because of him.

Which is why
you're going to surrender.

Harold, don't look so glum.

- Come on, sir.
- Get a medical attention outfit.

Hey, it's all right.

I thought you were gone.
What happened?

My secret weapon.

Five prosecutors, a
federal judge, two cops.

There were 10 people in that bunker.

What's this?

Pleas we found in Frank Gordon's room
from prisoners all over the country.

Send it to the
Justice Department for review.

Walk with me?

Agent Keen,

I regret the methods that we employed
to obtain Rifkin's confession.

If you feel obligated to report it,
I understand.

I think we've had enough judgment
for today.

You knew this was gonna happen,
with me, the Judge.

If you thought that by saving me
you'd get some kind of leverage...

Harold, a war is coming.

I believe the incursion at this facility
and the rather sudden disappearance

of Diane Fowler
were just the beginning.

And I'm certain things will get
considerably worse

before they get better.

You want my help.
Not now.

Later.

But when I do, I hope you'll
remember what happened today.

Is that it?
No.

I'd like you to reach out
to Admiral Richard Abraham.

He was very helpful in resolving
the matters of the day.

He's had a rough go of it
for quite some time.

Abraham.
Yes.

Admiral Richard,
he's a good man.

I wonder if you could...

pull a few strings.

I'll see what I can do.

What have you found?

Looks like your girl's
been following your every move.

You want me to bring her in?

No.

I believe she's finishing
an operation.

I'd like to see how it plays out.

♪ Jolene, Jolene ♪

♪ I'm begging of you, please
Don't take my man ♪

♪ Jolene, Jolene ♪

♪ Please don't take him
Just because you can ♪

♪ Your beauty
Is beyond compare ♪

♪ With flaming locks
Of auburn hair ♪

♪ With ivor skin
And eyes of emerald green ♪

♪ Your smile is
Like a breath of spring ♪

♪ Your voice is soft
Like summer rain ♪

♪ And I cannot compete with you
Jolene ♪

♪ Jolene ♪ ♪

Hey.

Hey.

I'm glad you came. Heh.

I'm sorry.

I can't.

That's why I came here.

To tell you that I can't do this...

because I love my wife.

Wrong answer.

Elizabeth Keen is not your wife,
she's your target.

She's my what?

I think you know, Tom.

What is this?
Did they send you?

Really? To what? Test me?
Heh.

I told you that I was
in love with her

because that is exactly
what I am supposed to be.

That is my job.