All language subtitles for The.Blacklist.S05E07.WEBRip.XviD-FUM

(BIRDS CALLING)

**

Did they go all the way down
to Arctic Avenue?

Yeah, if you hit Arctic,
you went too far.

No, turn back.

Yeah, you're gonna hang a left
on Ashley Street.

All right,
I'll see you in a bit.

**

**

All right, Brax.
Bring it on!

Whoo!
There you go!

(WAVES CRASHING)

**

**

Mom?

**

(COUGHING)

Mom!

Michael!

Come on. Come on.
Yeah, I see them.

Come on.
Brax, Poppy,
go to your mother!

Come on. Come on, Brax.
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

(COUGHING)

**

(ALL COUGHING)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
If you answer your phone...

Ohh.
...we are getting
a divorce.

I have to meet Reddington
in 30 minutes.
No! No, you don't!

Just tell him you're
on your honeymoon.

Tell him that
your second husband insists

you take one day off.
Um, technically...

One day...
...you are my first husband

because our first marriage
was annulled...

Uh-huh.
...and last night
was our first time...

Mmm-hmm.
...sleeping together
as husband and wife.

Hmm.
Well, actually, like,
the third time...

Well, first night.
Mmm. Mm-hmm.

And morning.
Mmm-hmm.

(LAUGHS)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Guy really has a problem.

That's your phone.

Oh.

"No Caller ID"?

That's very mysterious.
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

I want to keep it that way.
(CELL PHONE THUMPS LIGHTLY)

Hey, you could've won
a set of steak knives
or the lottery.

You know what?
I did win the lottery

when you agreed
to marry me...

Aww.
...again.

And I have steak knives.
So we're good.

It's fine.
Don't need to answer.

Ah.
(LAUGHS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Are you okay?

I'm better than okay.

I'm great.

We're great,
Tom and I.

We got married.

See?

Now's normally when people say
"congratulations."

(CHUCKLES) Sorry.

Tom and I have had
our differences,

but I believe he wants
what's best for you.

And Agnes.

Congratulations,
Elizabeth.

Thank you.

You know, um,

for the first time
in a very long time,

I feel...

I don't know...
(INHALES DEEPLY)

Happy. (CHUCKLES)

Then I see what's going on
in the world.

REDDINGTON:
Migrants hidden away

in a Chinese freighter bound
for South Carolina.

Human trafficking.

"Trafficking" implies
the passengers

are being moved
against their will.

These people
paid for the privilege.

All over the world,
criminals are smuggling people

into countries
they can't enter legally.

Some are hoping
for a better life.

Others are escaping war
or persecution for a price.

People like me
can help them.

Like you?

You're in the human-smuggling
business?

I was.

My organization provided
access to the Americas,

various European countries,
select destinations in Asia.

For a fair price,
I provided a quality service.

Mr. Kaplan
put an end to that.

In her feverish desire
to destroy me,

Kate destroyed
my relocation networks.

Why are you
telling me this?

Because, as you can see,

a ruthless and unscrupulous
player has stepped forward

to fill the void left
by my absence.

The ship these people were
packed into like sardines...
(DOOR OPENS)

...was a death trap.

It wasn't fit to make
the journey,

which is why it sank two miles
off the Carolina coast.

(IRISH ACCENT) Mr. Zhang,
I'm a simple man.

When I hire a mechanic,
(CHUCKLES)

I expect him to know
how to fix my car.

When I hire a Snakehead,

I expect him to know
how to ship our clients

without killing them.

It was a mistake.

Please.

29 clients died.

Clients who were supposed
to pay a balance upon arrival.

But that's obviously
not gonna happen

now that they're dead.

We did what you said.
We put as many people on...

(THUDS)
(SHELLS CLATTERING)

Sorry, Da.

I wish you didn't have
to see that.

Dead clients don't
make us money.

But neither do
dead employees.

REDDINGTON: Elizabeth,
whomever has filled the vacuum

left by my downfall

has to be stopped,

or more innocent people
will die.

So, Reddington
was moving people
illegally across borders.

Do I have that right?

In his mind,
he was giving people hope.

ARAM:
Yeah. Some are only alive
because he got them away from,

you know, whatever they
were running from.

Don't assume that all those
people were good people.

Most, perhaps, but border
control is essential.

LIZ: Whatever you believe
about the business,

bottom line, people are dying,
and that needs to stop.

The player who took over
Reddington's routes,

he doesn't know who it is?
Which is why he needs
our help.

COOPER: Sounds to me
like what you want is

help getting rid
of the competition.

There are much easier ways
to earn a dollar

than moving migrants.

I did it because
someone will,

and if it's going to be done,
it should be done well

by someone who holds
to certain standards.

Very noble.

A man in your position
has the luxury

of acting
on his own conscience.

I am the
Assistant Director of the FBI.

I'll help you take down
whoever took your place,

but the Bureau can't
be responsible

for putting you back in
the global smuggling business.

Fair enough.
Good.

Then where do we start?

Greece.

The route north,
through Macedonia.

It's the most traveled
and the most lucrative.

It's a simple plan.

We put someone
in the pipeline.

He gets the name of the person
who took over my routes.

We pull him out.
Does that mean

you know the access point
they're using?

I do.

Normally, I'd suggest

we insert one of your people
to get the name,

but this time,
I suggest we use one of mine.

ARAM: We'll stay in touch
via this device

I can embed
in your rear molar.

It works like a microphone

and allows me to pick up
your voice.

And I can hear you because

the same transmitter allows
the sound of your voice

to travel up the jawbone
and into my inner ear.

Yeah, that's...
That's right.

Um, how'd you know that?

Khan Academy.

I took their course
in electrical engineering.

Uh, don't you also speak,
like, five languages?

Eight.

You know, other than the fact
that you sometimes

have to kill people
for a living,

you're, like, my role model.

Open up.

**

(MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE
IN DISTANCE)

**

(MAN SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE
IN DISTANCE)

(DOORBELL CHIMES)

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

He's in.
Aram, you have ears?

ARAM: I do.
We are up and live.

Okay, heads up, people.

We have no idea
what we're walking into here.

Aside from the fact that
we have no legal authority
in Greece

and we're sending a civilian
in undercover.

He's gonna crush it.

Welcome, friend.
Help you find something?

I was told you have a copy

of Eratosthenes' map
of the world.

It's not for sale.

**

I was also told
everything's for sale.

CLERK: You'll have to ask
the boss.

**

**

(DOOR CLOSES)

**

(DOOR CREAKS)

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON TV)

**

(SIREN WAILING ON TV)

**

(AUDIO ON TV MUTES)
(REMOTE THUMPS LIGHTLY)

Let me look at you.

What's your name?

Malik Charef.

Where you from,
Malik Charef?

Oran.

MAN: I see.

And how does an Algerian
find himself

so far from home?

I traveled to Zawiyah,

bought passage
across the water to Lesbos.

And now I'm seeking safe
transport to Berlin.

Search him.

He's onto something.
He's checking for a wire.

MAN: Who are you?

The police?

The Astynomia?

**

Open your mouth.

Open.

Sir, what do you
want us to do?

Hold. Let it play out.

You're not from Oran.

You've had dental work
done in the West.

Maybe I should kill you.

(STERNLY) Who are you?

Count down from five.

If I'm with the police,
they're listening.

They won't let you
get to zero.

They'll storm this place,

and then you won't have
to guess who I am.

You think this is a game?

(GUN COCKS)

Let's play your game.

Five...

Sir, they're gonna
shoot him.
We got to move.

No! Hold your position.

...three,

two,

one.

**

Be here tomorrow, 10:00.

I'll have you in Germany
by the end of the week.

The cost is 3,000 euro,
and payment is due up front.

The Irish are no longer
accepting funds upon arrival.

(PHONE DIALS)

LIZ: The Irish...

The coyote Dembe met with

mentioned something
about the Irish.

Do you know who
he's talking about?

Yes, the Irishman,
Arthur Kilgannon.

I've never met him.
He lives in Sofia.

That's not a city
I frequent.

**

(ICE CLINKING)

**

REDDINGTON: Hello, old man.

Is the sun past
the yardarm?

Perhaps I'll have
a drink, too.

**

(TIRES SCREECH,
GEARSHIFT CLICKS)

TOM: Hey.
I wasn't sure you'd come.

Sorry.
I couldn't take your calls.

My wife and I were,
uh, occupied.

What have you got?
You were right.

Pete's been using
my account information

to take out a credit card
in my name.

And he used it here?
The fraud unit called,

asking if I could confirm
using one of my cards here

yesterday at 6:43 p.m.,
so he was here.

Come with me.

(DOORBELL CHIMES)

(DOOR CLOSES)

**

Excuse me.
Can I help you?

Sweetie.

Do you have somewhere
I could try this on?

Uh, no. Sorry, I don't.

Figured as much.
Mind holding my purse?

**

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

**

**

(SIGHS)

What do you think?
Too tight?

No.

No, it...
It looks good. Yeah.

**

(PHONE SHUTTER CLICKING)

(TOILET FLUSHES)

Hey! Y... You can't
be in here.

Hey, did you hear what
I just said?

(BOTH GRUNT)

That one. Definitely.
Time to go.

Thanks again.
You're a life saver.

(DOORBELL CHIMES)

**

(ENGINE STARTS)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(ENGINE REVVING)

Your reputation
precedes you.

But unfortunately for you,
so does yours.

You've had a setback.

Yes, of which
you've taken full advantage.

Well, I doubt you came
all this way

just to compliment
my efforts.

I have a proposition.

Well, then, you've come
to the wrong Kilgannon.

My son handles
all the day-to-day now.

He rebuilt your
smuggling network

in next to no time.
(CHUCKLES)

It's easy to move quickly

when you don't care about
quality control.

The ship from China?

Colin said
that's an isolated incident.

My sources say
otherwise.

The way I hear it,
travelers are dying

all over the place.

In six months,
the business you took from me

won't exist.

My proposition
is a 50-50 split.

Colin cedes operational
control to me.

Mortality rates plummet.
Profits soar.

My son

knows what he's doing.

**

(GLASS THUMPS LIGHTLY)

The reputation that
precedes you

is one of a man
with exacting standards.

I'm sorry to see
that's not the case.

**

LENA: He's hurt.
TOM: Yeah, well,
it's not easy killing a man.

I'm sure Nik
put up a fight.

You don't know
he killed him.

Well, he changed
his appearance,
so he's hiding something.

That one. There,
that's his car.

**

TOM: Hello.

What is that? A key?

TOM: "Red Birch Motel."

**

COOPER: Meet
Arthur and Colin Kilgannon.

On paper, they're consultants
to the shipping industry.

In reality, they smuggle

illegal objects and substances
around the globe.

Including people.
ARAM: They operate out
of Bulgaria,

protected by the
older Kilgannon's
political connections.

So local authorities
won't cooperate

on warrants or subpoenas.
Which will make it
impossible

to track their
operation.

Not if we have someone
on the inside

to document it for us.

Absolutely not.

I've already been approved
for transport.

You went in to get a name.
You got it.

Mission accomplished.
People are dying.

Which is why
you mustn't go.

Or why I must.

I know what it feels like
to be seen as less than human.

A thing transported
for money.

You saved me from that.

Which is why I know
you'll want me to try
and save others.

**

I'll fly you back
to Thessaloniki,

then head up to Berlin
and wait for your arrival.

If we lose contact,

the task force will track you
from the point of departure.

And I can work backwards
from the destination

until we find you.

If something goes wrong...
It won't.

If it does...

**

I'll look after
your family.

I know you will.

But my concern is,
who will look after you?

(SCOFFS)

**

(DOOR CREAKS)

**

GOGA: I commend you
for getting this far.

Now all that stands between
you and your destination
is me.

Do as I say,

and I will make sure
you get there.

Disobey me,

and I will make sure
that never happens.

(GASPS) Mama?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

I'll see you
on the other side.

**

That Chinese ship!

You knew
it was in no condition
to make that trip,

but you sent it anyway.

Who told you that?

Raymond Reddington.

He'd say anything to get
his routes back.

No, Colin,
I've checked it out.
Hundreds dead.

And you gave the orders

to overcrowd
the ships and the trucks.

We're moving
people in equipment unfit
to transport livestock!

Da, listen.
No!

It's my fault.

I thought if I gave you
the business, you'd change,

but you've always had
a mean streak,

even as a child.

You've proven yourself to be
unfit to run this business.

Sorry, Colin.
You're out!

You can't do that.

Da.

Get off me!

No!

Colin!

You can't do this.

Do you hear me?

(GRUNTS)

(STRAINED) Colin!

**

Do you hear me?

**

Are they in Macedonia yet?

Yeah, they just crossed
the border

using a series of tunnels
along the Suva Reka River.

COOPER: I spoke to their
Minister of Internal Affairs.

He knows that we have agents
in-country watching the van,

but that's all
we're allowed to do.

Any official action
has to be taken

by the Macedonian police.

Hey, Dembe.
Everything is okay here.

We've got a solid fix
on your location.

**

(BRAKES SQUEAL)
LIZ: Looks like we've hit
our first way-station.

Armed guards and gates.
You guys seeing this?

ARAM: All right,
I clock multiple warehouses,

rail cars, trucks,
a lot of movement.

I have eyes
on a secondary exit,
but there must be more.

There's no way we can
cover them all.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(HUSHED) Out. Out.

No talking. Quick.

Let's go. Come on.

Stay together.

Hurry.

Mama.

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

GOGA: Quiet!

**

Go, go, go, go.

**

ARAM: Guys, this place is
the perfect cover,

a shipping complex housing
over a dozen corporations,

everything from smart-phones
to frozen fish.

LIZ: Shipping containers
moving in and out.

How would anybody know
some of them are packed
with people?

We could be looking at
a lot more than just
a way-station here.

This could be the Kilgannons'
European base of operation.

If it is, there's
probably enough evidence
in that building

to build a damn good case
against them.

We should move on it now
and get Dembe out

before something
goes wrong.
COOPER: I agree.

Let's end this before
we get in over our heads.

I'll ask the Macedonians
to secure a warrant.

**

LENA: There,
that's Pete's car.

TOM: You sure?

Yeah.

**

(GEARSHIFT CLICKS,
ENGINE SHUTS OFF)

**

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What are you doing?

What does it look like?
(GUN COCKS)

You don't know
that he killed your friend.

We don't know he didn't,
so if it's all right with you,

I want to make sure
he doesn't kill us, too.

You have a problem
with that,

you're welcome to wait
in the car.

**

(WOMAN SPEAKING ARABIC)

(MAN SPEAKING ARABIC)

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

**

**

(COUPLE CONTINUES
CONVERSING IN ARABIC)

**

**

**

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

PETE: Who is it?

It's Lena.
I need to talk to you.

Lena?
(LOCK DISENGAGES)

(DOOR CREAKS)
What are you doing here?

Miss me?

Where's the suitcase?
Were you followed?

Suitcase.
Shut the door!

Where are the bones?
You have no idea
what they're capable of.

I know what
you're capable of,
killing Nik.

He said you killed
his friend.

Me? If anyone's responsible
for what happened to him,

it's you... (GROANING)
For what happened to me, too!

LENA: Oh, my God.

H... He came into the clinic
looking for you.

You disappeared.
I was worried.

TOM: You lied to her about
being married.

Why should we believe you
about this?

PETE: I don't care
what you believe.

You roped us into this.

And the guys who did this,
they knew it, too.

They knew I put in a request
with CODIS.

I don't know how,
but they did.

So they came to my place
to get the bones and kill me.

Kill you?
Yeah.

After playing mumbly peg
to try to get me

to give up the names
of anyone else who knew,

which I didn't, FYI.

Yeah. They did get
the suitcase, I bet.
And Nik?

He showed up
after I passed out.

And when I came to,
I heard a noise, a struggle.

I looked out.
I saw this guy.

He had his arm wrapped
around Nik's neck.

I ran.

All I know for sure
is that if he hadn't shown up,

they would've
killed me, too.

(DOOR CREAKS, THUDS OPEN)

(THUMPS)

Up!

Time to go! Let's go!

Hurry! Quick!

Quick, quick.

Move, move, move, move.

All right.
You, this truck.

(SHOUTING IN ARABIC)
You, over there.

No! Move! I said move!

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

MOTHER: Wait!
Move!

MOTHER: Please,
that's our daughter!

Don't do this.
MOTHER: Anna!

(STATIC WHINES)

(COMPUTER BEEPS)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
We just lost the connection.

It sounded like
he was hit.

Get him back.
I can't.

Sir, we need to
get in there.

COOPER:
Nobody's going anywhere.

I'm not sending you
blind into a building
full of armed guards.

And we were
specifically told

not to take any action
without the local police.

I'm begging you!
It is my daughter. Please!

GIRL: Mama!

**

SAMAR: Tactical units
are pulling up now.

**

(TIRES SCREECHING)

**

FATHER: Anna! Anna!
(SCREAMS)

(SOBBING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

**

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(MEN SHOUTING)

Ohh!
(GROANS)

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

MAN: He's got a weapon.
Look out!

(GROANS, COUGHS)

Dembe?
Do you see him?

I don't have him.

He's not here.

Keen, check that truck.

MAN: Let's go. Now.

SAMAR: Dembe.
Ohh!

**

**

LIZ: Dembe's gone.
What do you mean gone?

We believe his truck
left the premises

before
we got to the building.

REDDINGTON:
Well, they couldn't have
gotten very far.

We set a perimeter,
but it's not that simple.

They used tunnels to get
into Macedonia.

Elizabeth, somebody
in that warehouse

knows where to find
that truck.

Yeah. I know.
We're working on it.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(GROANS)

Cornelius Goga. Huh.

You're losing a lot of blood,
Cornelius.

(STERNLY) Hey!
Do not pass out on me.

(GRUNTS)
That truck that just left,

get on the phone
and contact the driver now.

(SCOFFS)
You won't find them.

"Them"? How many
are still out there?

The minute you raided,
our dispatch sent

a burn signal to
our drivers.

RESSLER: I don't believe you.
GOGA: You're too late.

Our drivers know.

They ditched their trucks,
walked away.

Nobody can find them now.

Only our drivers know
where they are.

LIZ: Cooper?
We're here, Agent Keen.

The photos you sent are
coming through.
Reddington?

I'm right here.
Tell me what you know.

LIZ: As of now,
there are still seven trucks
unaccounted for.

The police are
looking for them,

but the drivers
were instructed

to abandon them
in hard-to-find places.

Dirt roads,
parking garages.

Then find the drivers.
The drivers are
in the wind.

ARAM: Uh, everyone,

uh, I think we might have
another problem here.

The truck
in the photo you sent,

is it the same size
and style

as the one we think
Dembe's on?
SAMAR: Yes. Why?

It's a refrigerated truck,

meaning its cargo bay
is airtight.

If the truck stops running...
The air stops circulating.

COOPER: Aram, can you
pull up the specs
on the truck?

Tell us how much oxygen
the cargo bay can hold?

Actually, it's...
It's not the oxygen
that's the problem, sir.

It's the carbon dioxide
we breathe out.

3% is fatal to humans.

When the air reaches 3% CO2,

everyone inside
will asphyxiate.

How long?

Aram, how long?
Hang on.

The truck's cargo bay is
just under 1,000 cubic feet.

The average person
produces about

1.7 cubic feet of CO2
per hour,

times 15 people.

Maybe two
and a half hours?

I have to go.
Do what you can.
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

**

Hey! Can you hear us?
Why have we stopped?

Shh! You will
give us away!

You're afraid of being caught?
We've been abandoned!

Someone will come.

Staying calm will not
keep us alive.

We have to get out of here.
There's not enough air.

**

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

**

(GRUNTING)

It's okay.
Someone will come.

**

(GRUNTING CONTINUES)

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

All right, I'm coming!

Where is Arthur?

I'm sorry. Who are you?
I need to see your husband.

Please, It's important
I speak to your husband.

My husband is dead.

**

Your... Uh, your son?

If you could get your son
on the phone.

No, whatever on earth
is the matter, please...

Mrs. Kilgannon, someone
I care about a great deal

is in imminent danger,

and I have
very little time.

The only person
who can help me

is your son.

So unless you want
this exchange

to become considerably
more heated,

you'll get him on the phone
immediately.

The entire facility lost!
(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Do you have any idea
what that means?

That one location was funding
most of our operation!

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)
(SIGHS) I can't talk now!

The seven trucks that received
burn signals in Macedonia,

I need the names and addresses
of the drivers.

Reddington.

You told my father I was unfit
to run the company.

You tried to
have me pushed out.
Why would I help you?

Allow me to pay you
the courtesy of being blunt.

I need your help to find
those trucks,

or I'm gonna
have to put a bullet
in your mother's head.

You'll kill my mother?
That's your leverage?

REDDINGTON:
You have five seconds.

Oh, let's not waste time.

Go ahead and put her down.
Put a bullet in the old lady.

I would've done it meself
eventually,

but you can save me
the trouble.
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

**

I'm... I'm so sorry.

**

Colin drives
an old American sports car.

It was very expensive.

He had the vehicle outfitted
with GPS tracking.

If you let me
go to my computer,

I can give you
his exact location.

**

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(GRUNTING)

GARVEY: Did I wake you?

I'll make this simple.

I have the suitcase.

And because
I have the suitcase,

I need to speak
with Raymond Reddington.

So here's my offer.

The person who puts me
in contact with him first

will live.

I can't guarantee
the quality of your life,

but breathing
is part of the package.

**

The other two will die.

**

Thoughts?

Questions?

I can't tell you
what I don't know.

That's more of a comment,
really.

Tom, tell him, damn it.
Tell him!

Look, he's the one who knows.
He ran it all.

He hired me
to extract the DNA.

I just ran the search.

I see.

So you're of no use.

(SCREAMING)

**

It's no small thing to betray
a man like Reddington.

I'd want to think
about it, too.

But, unfortunately,
you don't have that luxury.

Maybe this will aid
in your deliberations.

Wait! Wait!
She doesn't know anything.

I don't. Please.

I... I won't say anything.

I... I don't even know
where we are.

I could just go.

I'll just go.
Go?

You don't have
to do this.

Darling, I...
I'm not

uncivilized.

I just need
the information.

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

**

Go.

Go on.

You're free to go.

**

(HURRIED FOOTSTEPS)

(SCREAMS)

**

Then there was one.

**

Pull any docs that
tie us to the facility
and destroy them.

The bank records,
payroll,

evidence of our payoffs
in the border...

(GUNSHOTS)
Oh!

**

Your mother brought you
into this world, Colin.

Did you really think
she couldn't take you out?

Aah!

**

I want the names
of those drivers.

Okay. Okay.

I can get them.
They're in his briefcase.

How convenient.
Who's he?

My financial adviser.

He handles the payroll.

Mmm. Thanks, Colin.

**

**

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

It's not working.

We need to save
the air we have.

You need to slow
your breathing.

Give me that!

**

**

(WOMAN COUGHS LIGHTLY)

**

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

**

This just came in
from Reddington.

Those are the drivers
who received the burn signal.

I don't understand.
How did Reddington...

He got to Kilgannon,
got the payroll records.

We have their legal names
and addresses

and the routes
they were assigned.

They've found three trucks
so far,

two in a forest,
one in a parking garage.

There's no sign of Dembe.

LIZ: How much time
do we have left?

About 35 minutes.

All right, we need
to get to these guys
and find those trucks

before they turn up
full of bodies.

Wait.

There were seven trucks.
There's only six on this list.

Reddington is going after
Dembe's driver.

(GUN COCKS)

**

**

We all don't have to die.

Sit down.
No. Look.

If there is
something we can do,
something to give a few of us

more time to be saved...
What are you saying?

I'm sorry, but if there were
fewer people,

there would be more air
for the others.

Enough.
Let him talk.

Who do you propose?

I was thinking by age.

The oldest first.
That seems fair.

Fair?
To murder my wife?

Yes. To save others.

And who will do this?

You?

Look her in the eye as
you choke off her last breath?

I am not going
to die here!

And you will not kill
anyone either.

I don't remember anybody
putting you in charge.

Maybe you will go first.

(GRUNTS)

(SIGHS)

Even with fewer people,
the air won't last long.

We will not start killing
each other just to die anyway.

Whatever happens,

we do it together.

**

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Can you feel that?

Can you hear it?
That's your heartbeat.

Concentrate on it.

Slow it down.

It's okay.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Shh.

Driver's not here.
I'm too late.

LIZ: You don't know that.
All of his stuff,

his clothes,
prescription bottles,

it's all still there, right?

He knows the police
are after him.

He can't run with nothing.
He has to come back.

You ever wonder why Dembe
stays with me,

why anyone so decent
would spend his days

at the side of someone
so indecent?

You saved him.
He owes you his life.

He protects you because
you protected him.

No, Elizabeth.

Dembe didn't stay with me

because he saw me
as his savior.

He stayed with me because
he saw me for the man

I really was,

a man surrounded
by darkness.

No friends who could
be trusted,

no faith that loyalty or love
could ever truly exist.

I was...

Well, I was younger then.

Angrier.

Dembe connected his life
with mine to show me,

that day and every day,

that the world is not
what I fear it to be.

He is the light
in the darkness.

Living proof that
there is another way,

that life can be

good,

that people can be kind,

that a man like me
might one day dream

of becoming a man
like him.

He pledged his life,
offered it up as evidence

that I was wrong about
this world.

Dembe guards my life

because he's determined
to save my soul.

**

You were wrong.

Nobody knows we're here.

Nobody's coming.

**

It's okay.

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

Sleep.

Your parents will be waiting
when you wake up.

**

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

**

(LOCK DISENGAGES)

(GUN COCKS)

The truck.

Where is it?

**

DEMBE:
She barely has a pulse.

(BRAKES SQUEAL)

(GRUNTS)

The ambulances
are on their way.

She won't make it if we wait
for an ambulance.

**

(ENGINE STARTS)

(ENGINE REVS)

(SIGHS)
She's alive.

And sleeping.

The doctors expect
a full recovery.

The resilience
of the young.

**

(ENGINE STARTS)

I thought I'd lost you.

Not yet, old friend.

The world can be such
an unsparingly savage place.

One could be forgiven
for believing

that evil will triumph
in the end.

Those who believe so
are wrong.

If you'd died today,
like that,

it would be all the proof
I needed

that you are the one
who is wrong.

And here I am.

(CHUCKLES)

And here you are.

They found all seven trucks,
packed full of people.

The police say
some might not make it,

but we saved
a lot of lives today.

So that they could
be arrested and deported

like the others
at the warehouse.

What about them?

Ressler is on
with Cooper now.

15 passengers
as expected, yeah.

Three were taken to
the hospital by ambulance.

And Dembe and Reddington
took the girl.

So you have 10 there.
Correct.

Police have their hands full
with the warehouse

and the other trucks.

And once everyone's been
cleared by medical,

they asked us to transport
everyone we've got

back to the station house.

Sir, look, I have to say, I...
I knew this was happening.

I knew people were
risking their lives

by the hundreds of thousands.

But, I mean,

knowing it and seeing it...

**

It's different.

Agent Ressler,
stay on the line.

(DIALING)

(CELL PHONE RINGS, BEEPS)

Harold!
I'm here with Dembe.

Dembe. Thank God.

REDDINGTON: Oh,
we have some good news.

It seems
the young Anna Elazar

will live to see
a brighter day.

Another day, maybe.

I'm not so sure
about brighter.

Her parents
were arrested.

Who knows how long it'll take
to reunite them?

And even then,
her future is back

at that migrant camp
in Greece.

Bleak business, Harold.

COOPER: Yes, as we speak,
my agents are preparing

to transport
10 recovered migrants

into the custody of
the Macedonian police.

Ten people,

with only minutes left,
perhaps,

before they wind up
back in a cell.

Of course, were my agents
to encounter any resistance

while making the trip
to the local station house,

our hands would be tied.

We have no formal authority
in Macedonia.

In fact, we've been
specifically ordered

not to engage with hostiles
of any kind.

Donald!

**

* So I rise

* I rise

**

* I rise

COOPER:
I'm not sure what will happen
with the girl and her parents.

REDDINGTON: Well,
I've found a little bribery
goes a long way.

**

* High rise

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

(LAUGHS)

* Who is in you?

* High rise

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

* You hide them behind you

**

* High rise

* Who is in you?
(DOOR OPENS)

You know, all this time
I've given you to think

has prompted me to do
some thinking of my own.

And, uh,
I got to tell you,

I'm stumped.

When you consider
all the people on the planet

who would be interested
in the contents of that case

and you multiply that number
by an even greater number

of unspeakable things
those people would do
to get it,

how the hell could it
end up in the hands

of a little pissant
like you?

**

Maybe because I'm not
the pissant you think I am.

Oh, no? Do tell.

Your man got the drop on me
at the Red Birch.

I'll give you that.

But that story has a different
ending in a fair fight.

Shame I won't get a chance
to see that.

Thinking time's over.

Listen, listen, listen!

He's my boss.

CRESPIN: We've got
a very serious problem.

Someone grabbed Keen

and the case.

**

TOM: You want to know
why I had that case?

'Cause I work for Reddington,
and he sent me to get it.

You're lying.
I'm not lying.

I got a wife and a kid.

I'm not dying here,

not from you, not for him,

and certainly not for whatever
the hell's in that case.

(CHUCKLING)
I don't even know why

everybody wants
the damn thing.

You want Reddington?

I can give him to you.

He trusts me.

I can deliver him to you.

Just give me a chance.

**

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