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- He won't find you.
- Reddington.

If that's what you're hoping
for, or worried about.

Tom's alive.
You don't have Agnes.

I'm not worried
about anything.

I won't apologize for trying
to restore my family.

Even if it means
destroying mine.

Reddington,
he took you from me.

And you hate him for it.

For stealing your child.

I know how that feels.

You would have been with Agnes now
if you hadn't tried to escape.

Yes.

But then again, so would you.

Tell me.

I got the girl.

Find a way across the straits,

then contact my office in
the keys. Do it quickly.

Agnes has been away
from her mother too long.

Don't kill her.

You're gonna kill us!

The child.

- Liz and Agnes.
- No.

Please, assist Mr. Kaplan.

You all right?

Where are they?

In danger.

How did you find us?

I had Aram
tracking that car.

Spent the better part of the
day stuck in the trunk.

Who was the driver?

Had to be one of
Kirk's hired hands.

Six foot. Rough trade. Dark
skin. Likes western wear.

Mato. I saw his face.

Who's Mato?

A finder. A tracker.
Killer when necessary.

How do we find him?

I don't know.

You don't know,
or you won't say?

We had a mutual friend.

He gave Mato his start
as a skip tracer.

It was years ago.
Little Nikos?

I can talk to him. If he knows
anything, he'll tell me.

West Texas'
favorite bail bondsman.

An Amarillo institution
for 25 years to life.

Dembe, call Edward.
Tell him to ready the jet.

We're gonna pay a visit
to little Nikos.

Excuse me. Sorry.

It's Mr. Reddington.

We have two targets,
Elizabeth Keen and Agnes Keen.

Traveling separate paths
to an unknown location.

Constantin rostov,
also known as Alexander Kirk,

fled with Elizabeth
in a private seaplane

that departed from playa larga
less than an hour ago, due west.

What about Agnes?

I have a lead on Agnes.

She was abducted by one of
Kirk's private contractors.

A high-priced tracker
known only as Mato.

He missed
the flight off the island.

Then he's trapped in Cuba.

There's no way
he'll make it past the pnr

after the international
incident you just caused there.

Ordinarily, I would agree
with you, agent navabi,

but Mato isn't your
garden-variety mercenary.

From what I'm told,
he's an Indian.

Part sioux,
part, I don't know what,

son of a shaman.

Mato could sneak up on a deer in a
glade and smack it on the rump.

He'll find his
way off the island.

We'll notify the seaports,
just in case.

Good luck, and let us know
what you turn up.

Contact customs
and border patrol.

They work with the Coast Guard

to monitor the air and waters
around Cuba.

Sir, I don't understand why
we're going to such extremes...

Agent ressler is on a
return flight from Cuba.

It's time to set aside
your personal feelings

and help out
this investigation.

This is my fault.

If anything happens
to Elizabeth or the baby...

You've got nothing
to apologize for.

You tried to help us
find a normal life.

I'd take that risk again.

I don't regret
trying to get away from you.

Of course you don't.

Regret requires age or wisdom.

We were trying
to protect Agnes.

I guess that didn't work out.

When we get to Amarillo,
I think

it would be best
to do as I say.

Both of you.

Mayday, mayday, mayday. Plane
down off the Coast of Havana.

23 degrees, 52 minutes north.

82 degrees, 49 minutes south.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.
Can anyone hear me?

My sat phone.
Gone.

You need to untie me, Masha.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.
Is anyone there?

What was that?

You need to know that Agnes
is safe. She'll be cared for.

You see anything?

One of the pontoons is taking
on water. We don't have long.

Untie me.

Masha, I'm your father,
you can't let me drown.

Watch me.

We've got every
sonar operator in

the Miami
district working on this.

We launched the search as
soon as I received your call.

Any chance the plane
is still in range?

A light aircraft, flying low
and slow, we'll find it.

We monitor two million square
miles of ocean from Miami.

Agent ressler, welcome back,
this is captain daly.

He's our liaison
with the us Coast Guard.

I'm authorized to give you full
access to our radar screens.

That seaplane is flying low,
won't it avoid detection?

Most radar transmitters are on
the ground, aimed at the sky.

Ours float in the sky on
balloons, looking down.

They're designed
to detect small aircraft,

like the one you described.

If you don't mind me asking,
who's on the plane?

A fugitive.
A friend.

Sounds complicated.

When we get inside, let me talk
to him. He and I have history.

He and I don't.
I'll be more persuasive.

Is that what
this has come to?

The chance for
you to punish me

by hurting
someone I care about?

You are not my concern.
Agnes is.

If someone you
care about is hurt in

the process of
finding her, so be it.

Do you remember what I
looked like that night?

Lying in the street,
my head torn open,

Annie's body
in front of me?

You know I don't know what
you looked like. I was away.

Right. But he does.

Little Nikos sat by my bed
in the hospital.

When I healed, he gave me
work, a reason to push on.

He's a decent man.

I'm only here to serve you
today because of his kindness.

You may speak to him first.

Briefly.

Afternoon. Can I help you?

Little Nikos, please.

Wish I could oblige, miss...

Mr. Kaplan. An old friend.

Mr. Kaplan, I wish I could oblige,
but Nikos is taking a little nap.

Perhaps it's time
for a wake-up call.

I'm afraid that's not possible.
He's in surgery.

Where?

His stomach.

And where might we
find his stomach?

I told him he couldn't come in.

My. Me and my timing.

What the hell is going on?

Is this a lap band?

I knew all
those desserts would

catch up with
little Nikos one day.

I think I see some
baklava in there.

Put that down.
Helen, get him out of here.

Call building security.

I need your capable team here
to wake up your patient.

What?
Call security. Right now.

Wake him up.
I can't.

We're in
the middle of a procedure,

I'd be putting
his life in danger.

His life's already in danger.
How about yours?

There are no life vests.
No inflatable rafts.

We're going to flip.

Our only chance is out there,
holding onto the pontoons.

You mean my only chance.
You're not going anywhere.

We're not gonna survive
unless we trust each other.

I'll never trust you.

We're family.
Not Reddington. Us.

If you want to hold your child
in your arms again,

we need to trust each other.

The Coast Guard just picked up
a brief elt signal

from a light
aircraft west of Havana,

somewhere in
the Gulf of Mexico.

An elt signal? Are you telling
me their plane went down?

It appears that way, sir.

But we have a location for them.

It's not that simple. This elt
signal is an older model.

Analog frequency.

No digital signal
to carry GPS coordinates.

Elts are notoriously unreliable.

Especially if they're
submerged underwater.

We've narrowed the search
field to 220 square miles.

Sar teams are gearing up now.

I know this is not about me,
it is about agent Keen,

but I don't know if I have the
strength to lose her again.

None of us do.

Stay on it, say a prayer,

and notify me the minute
you have an update.

He's awake and in
excruciating pain.

I gave him a self-administering
morphine drip

to manage his discomfort.

Even that won't be
enough unless you

get what you want
quickly and leave.

Remember, we're getting what
we need, one way or another.

Kate. What are you...
What's happening?

We only have a minute.
Raymond Reddington is here.

He wants Mato.

Tell me how to find Mato.

No.

He'll kill you if you don't.

He'll kill Mato if I do.

I'm not going
to hurt you, Nikos.

You're a good man. Loyal.

Protective of those
who are protective of you.

I admire that in a person.

Unfortunately for you, I'm
surrounded by people who don't.

Tom, I'd like to introduce you
to little Nikos.

The man who's protecting
the sociopath

who stole your baby.

Good luck with
that surgery, Nick.

Don't let go.
No matter what, don't let go.

They're looking.

The FBI. The Coast Guard.
They'll find us.

They'll find you,
which is enough.

No.

I told you not to let go.

I can help you.

It's too much.

You said we have to trust
each other. Do you trust me?

Yes.
Then hold on.

They will find us.

They will find us.

This is my little girl.

It's Agnes.

I'm gonna put this right here.

Because she's the reason
I'm doing this, remember that.

Just take this.
That's enough, yeah.

Tell me how to find Mato.

I can't do that.

Well, you do have guts.

What do you think this does?

I'm sorry it had to be Nikos.

If there's no sincerity behind
your words, don't waste them.

What would you
have me say, Kate?

Say that you understand.

I didn't just give you my
friend as an act of contrition.

I'm not sorry for what I did.

I betrayed you for the same
reason I just betrayed Nikos,

to keep Elizabeth safe.

Just like you asked me to
all those years ago,

when you first put her in my
arms as a baby girl.

Only now, she has a baby
girl of her own,

and your existence in their lives
puts them in constant danger.

Say that you understand,
or don't say anything at all.

Hey. Stay awake.
Stay with me.

Talk to me,
tell me about your parents.

What were their names?

Help!

Over here! Help!

I got a phone number
and a password.

Nakaidoklini?

It's a famous medicine man,
I don't know.

You text that name to that
number using Nikos' cell phone

and Mato will show up in
person at the bail office.

That's how they do it.

I'm so sorry, Nikos.

Kate.

Thank you.
Thank you.

He needs
medical attention.

First aid.
Do you understand?

Good, good. Show me. He needs
it right now. Right now.

Why did you save me?

Why?

Because you know
where Agnes is.

Is that the only reason?

You need to keep pressure on that
leg. You've lost a lot of blood.

I saved you because of Agnes.

But also, maybe, because you
might be telling the truth.

Me llamo Elizabeth Keen.
I'm with the FBI.

That man was in my custody
when our plane crashed.

No. No, no...

Señor...
Terrorist.

Yes.

Do you have a gun?

Slow down.

I believe he said the pistol
is in the toolbox.

Come in.

Coast Guard just intercepted
a distress call in the Gulf.

Some Cuban fishing vessel.
Keen was on board.

So, she's alive.

You can come in, Aram.

Sorry. I just wanted
to hear the update,

which is
the greatest update ever.

Did you talk to her?

No, but we heard her voice.

The pilot was in the middle

of giving the coordinates
when the transmission cut out.

The signal cut out? Why?
Could you get it back?

All that matters is that the
search teams have a target now.

They're gonna find that boat.

Agent ressler.

The signal.
What aren't you telling me?

Keen's voice.

The last thing
we heard was her

asking if there
was a gun on board.

Honor the sacred.

Honor the earth
and everyone who shares it.

Honor the elders.

The four-legged, the
two-legged, the wounded ones.

The plant and animal people.

Walk in beauty and balance.

I take photo for Facebook, yeah?

You don't want your money?

I need to know
that you're gonna

safely deliver
that baby to Kirk.

His jet is waiting at Mia.

Put the girl into
Kirk's hands only.

If this man dies...

It'll be your fault.
You got him involved.

I need an eta.

Intercept team should reach
your position in 20 minutes.

They want to know
how many passengers. Over.

Three passengers.
And make sure

there's a medical
team standing by.

Two passengers, over.

I know you were lying
about believing in me,

but I promise,
once we reach our destination,

you'll know that everything
I've told you is true.

Of course you believe that,
you're a classic narcissist.

You were, what? Abused
as a child? Abandoned?

Made to feel powerless?

You must have suffered some
sick, traumatic, dark event

to believe that the sick, traumatic,
dark things you've done to me

and everyone I care about, could
ever result in me loving you.

You're doing fine, Maisy.

He should be here any minute.

Sorry about Nikos.

You did your job.

I know.

But I didn't mean to...

He knew where my
baby was, all right?

That's the only reason
I pushed so hard.

Why are you telling me this?

Because he's your friend.

So, you want me
to make you feel better?

Everyone wants me to make
things easier for them.

Cleaner.

That's what I am, after all.
The cleaner.

Just forget I brought it up.

In my desire to
make life easier

for your baby,
I betrayed Raymond,

and now he doesn't know
what to do with me.

Well, he knows
what he has to do,

and he wants me
to make it easier for him.

But I won't.

I'm not here to
make him feel better,

and I'm not here
to make you feel better, Tom.

I need some air.

Watch yourself!

Damn.

Where's my daughter?

Where's my daughter?
Where is she?

Where's my daughter?

Where is she?

Tom!

Let's get out of the heat.

Thank you.

Of course, Raymond.

We found your boat near madeira
bay. A few miles offshore.

It's being escorted
to a nearby Marina.

Was there anyone aboard?

Where's the survivor?

Excuse me?
FBI. We need a minute.

Sir, the woman, the one who
was with you, where is she?

He took her away in a speed
boat. Who took her away?

Where the hell are they?

Put romina on the phone. I
want Agnes to see her mother.

Where is she?

We'll all be together soon.

Hi, Agnes. Hi.

Did you hear that?

We're going to be together soon.

I love you.

This will be quick, as I have
no time and less Patience.

Tell me where Alexander Kirk took
Elizabeth Keen and her daughter.

The strong silent type.

You're not doing much to
break down stereotypes here.

I'm not afraid of pain.

Or dying, I'm sure.

You know, some years back,
I was hiking devils tower

for a bracing dip
in the spiritual vortex,

when who did I run into,

but the tribal leader
of the lakota nation.

A man of vast responsibility.

He invited me to
witness the extreme

version of
the sun dance ritual.

Not just anyone
can attend the sun dance.

True.
And you can't get a table at

the fat duck without a reservation,
but I find, in either case,

a generous donation
gets you in the tepee.

I watched a tribal member,
much like yourself,

suspend himself
from a cottonwood tree

with flesh-hooks
through his chest.

Three hours, he dangled,

skin stretched
like salt water Taffy,

while he left his body to communicate
with the great spirit.

Like you, the man on that tree
didn't fear death,

but do you know
what terrified him?

The thought of eternity on earth,
trapped in a dark box,

surrounded by
rotting flesh, forever.

I hear that's why
some native people

leave spirit holes in their
caskets to allow their souls

to pass on to the next great
hunting ground in the sky.

After I shoot you, sir,

you will be locked in an
airtight, concrete crypt,

unless you tell me
what I need to know

before those
figures stop dancing.

Kirk said they're going to
the summer palace.

That's all I know.

Yes, I know the summer palace.

What is this place?

It's yours.

It belongs to you.
And Agnes, of course.

It's a lovely location to raise
a little girl, don't you think?

The armed goons don't do
much for the landscape.

The coercion was necessary
and temporary.

All I ever intended to do
was show you,

prove to you who
you are, who I am.

And then you can
choose for yourself.

Like a Russian fairy tale.

That's right.

Excuse me, Elizabeth.
I have much more to show you,

but my physician
is waiting for me.

Hello, Elizabeth.
My name is Katja.

You can think of me
as the palace keeper.

Palace?
The summer palace.

It's what Mr. Kirk
calls the cottage.

Anything you need during
your stay, let me know.

Director Cooper.

I know where
Elizabeth is, Harold.

Where Kirk is taking Agnes, cape
breton island, Nova Scotia.

Kirk owns a cottage there

where he would go
to escape the dreary

summers of Novosibirsk.

Are they hurt? Injured?

I don't know and
I can't find out.

I'm deep in the heart of
Amarillo, Texas.

How quickly can your
people get there?

Agents ressler and navabi
are flying back from Miami.

I can redirect their plane.

I'll send you a location.

I'll handle this quickly.

You always do, Kate.

Can I get you something else?

Yes, my daughter.

I understand, Elizabeth.

I know some of what
you've been through,

but little Agnes
will be here soon.

And when she is here,
you will need your strength.

Tell me about Kirk.
How long have you known him?

I have worked
here for nine years.

I took over from my mother.

She worked my entire childhood
maintaining the summer palace.

So, you know him well.

No, actually, I don't.

He hasn't visited here in years.
It's been too painful for him.

Until now.

This was my bedroom.

Welcome home, Masha.

I promised you the truth.

But there was a fire.

I shot my father,
I remember.

What's the memory
of a small child?

You didn't remember me,
or your mother, or this room.

Reddington lied to you,
Masha.

He told you your father was
dead, but thanks to you,

what you did on the water,
I'm very much alive.

The stories Reddington's
told you

about who he is
and his connection to you,

he knew you were
looking for answers,

and he took advantage of that
to re-enter your life.

But the answers you've been
looking for are here.

Reddington, he was in love
with your mother.

And he is obsessed with you.

It can't be true.

But you know it is.

I'm sorry, I've said too much.

You must be feeling
overwhelmed.

I'll go and check
on your daughter's arrival.

Do you know why I call this
cottage the "summer palace"?

We came here for a vacation one
July and my little princess loved it.

It's been a palace ever since.

Elizabeth!

Spread out!
Come on, let's go!

Return fire!

No!

Hands in the air! In the air!

Stand down! Stand down!
She's one of ours.

Secure the house. Find Kirk.

Find the child.

I got hot.

He's gone. And if Agnes is
with him, she's gone, too.

He's waiting for you inside.

Where are we?

Home. Your home.

Let's go.

What is this place?

I'm gonna find her.

Stay with the car.

There are places back here that
have never borne a human footprint.

53,000 acres of
virgin wilderness.

All but one owned by the
bureau of land management.

One acre.

A jewel.

A single buildable acre...

Like a flawless diamond
set in a sea of emeralds.

The real estate equivalent
of a unicorn.

I acquired it some years ago
from a family

who had held it in trust for
over a century-and-a-half.

Beautiful.

Yes.

You understand,
Kate, that I...

Have no choice?

Isn't that the speech, Raymond?
That I know too much?

Every single one of your
weaknesses, all your faults,

all your secrets.

I dedicated my life to you.

You entrusted me
with everything you value.

Your freedom, your life,

a child.

I have never failed you.

What you see as
a betrayal of trust

was actually
a fulfillment of your wishes.

To protect your interests.
No more, no less.

You presumed to decide
what was best for me.

Even if I resolve the anger,

the pain you caused,
I can't trust you.

Ever.

I'm standing before a stranger.

And yet, I know you believe what
you did was best for Elizabeth.

Which is why I brought you here.

You've told me
you've always wanted

a pristine, unspoiled place
to live out your days in peace.

So, the acre is yours.

For all eternity.