The president of the United States is not god, gentlemen.
His judgement is not final.
He has judged you to be human rights violators,
drug traffickers, impediments to democracy
and he has signed executive order 13405,
freezing 760 million Euros of your money.
My judgement is that
you are sanctioned businessmen with
no cash to run your business. So...
600 million Euros secured on a tarmac, in a plane,
less than 14 kilometers from this room...
Your money, gentlemen.
To do with as you please.
Infrastructure, weapons, medicine.
Sex, drugs, rock and roll. It matters not to me.
All I ask in return is a market rate on the loan
until your assets are unfrozen,
at which point you will transfer them to me.
You offer 600
and expect 760 when sanctions are lifted.
Yes, 160 million Euros plus interest.
For substituting my judgement for the president's.
You can keep the plane.
I have three-quarters of a billion, in cash, parked at msq.
If you let me go now, it's yours.
Do you, now?
My team seized that money 30 seconds
after you cut the feed to the conference room.
Can we keep the plane?
Hello, Oscar. I trust you secured the package.
And his cargo.
Shall I deduct the balance of my fee from the cash at hand?
Yes, and direct a generous contribution
in le bron's name to the Belarusian refugee fund.
All of it? Don't be absurd.
Oh, and, Oscar,
that plane is mine.
Iranian mullahs,
Mexican cartels, radical despots.
Your government declares them enemies
and freezes their assets
to influence their behavior.
Economic sanctions are relatively easy to implement
and historically effective, until now.
Agent navabi, would you be so kind?
Rene le bron.
Financier of terrorist states and criminal organizations.
When your government freezes their assets,
le bron offers them sizeable loans.
Rendering the sanctions toothless and affording the "bad actors"
the ability to continue conducting business as usual.
When the sanctions are lifted,
le bron makes a hefty profit by pocketing the frozen assets
he insisted his borrowers put up as collateral.
Brilliant idea. Sick, but brilliant.
Yes, Donald.
Truth be told, I'm disappointed i didn't think of it.
Why bother when you can have us arrest him
and then take his place?
Good point.
Sorry, did I miss something? Is this about going after kirk...
And finding my daughter? No.
It isn't.
Apparently empire-building takes precedence.
Alexander kirk is a client of le bron's.
After your government froze kirk's assets,
he turned to le bron for a loan.
You're always giving us someone
six degrees of separation from kirk.
I intercepted le bron in Minsk, closing a deal.
He's willing to cooperate,
but on a condition i am powerless to fulfil.
Immunity from prosecution.
So, you think that he'll cooperate
in exchange for witness protection.
One can hardly expect unconditional virtue
from creatures like Rene le bron.
So I've learnt.
I'll have to clear immunity with Cynthia panabaker.
Ressler, navabi, aram,
clear the logistics for transfer of custody.
Agent keen, a word?
I can't pretend to know the stress you're under.
But from where I sit,
he's doing everything in his power to find Agnes.
And kill kirk.
You have a problem with that?
Alexander kirk is my father.
Yes. You have proof?
DNA evidence, of who my father is and who's been lying to me
for the past three years.
As I said, i don't know how you bear it,
but we have a job to do.
And we can't do it unless you can work with reddington.
I'll do my job, but I'm done cozying up to that snake.
Tough morning. Here.
This should lift the mood.
I got some leftover lemon chicken,
ho kow crispy beef.
You're gonna have it for lunch.
Uh, thanks, but I'm good.
I've also got paco's tacos.
She really went all out.
Why I'm late, I...
Wait, how'd you know?
Obviously no one would buy all that for themselves.
She clearly wants to make a good impression.
Yeah. Yeah, I guess.
Is that a problem? No.
Uh, I mean, she's beautiful and smart.
She's an 11 and I'm a six, four on most days.
Don't get me wrong, i am going to enjoy it, but
something is up.
Maybe I'm her rebound guy or she's got three months to live or...
Or maybe she thinks
you're a handsome, smart, incredibly nice guy
who's easy to be around.
Really? You think so?
No. But she might.
Cynthia panabaker.
Harold, do tell me you can still sit in for poker night.
I simply cannot afford another empty chair.
Still on as far as I know.
Got some good news. Major break in the kirk case,
but I'm going to need immunity for the informant.
Name? Rene le bron.
Yes, what is it?
Yeah, we got a problem.
I just received confirmation from the farm.
Reddington was behind the le bron abduction.
If the FBI manages to turn him,
they can track and seize all of your remaining assets.
Shall I deal with it?
I've already acquired the details of his transport.
Yes. Anything else?
It appears the seeds of doubt you sowed in masha
have taken root.
It's time to reach out. Take adequate precautions.
"Adequate precautions"?
She's a key consultant for the FBI.
Yes, and she is my daughter.
- Yes? - We lost the asset.
Single shot, fatal.
It appears as if the shooter gave us the slip.
Thank you, Harold.
Le bron is dead, right on schedule.
Time to send out the invitations.
Good morning.
How long were you staring at me?
All night.
Mm.
Nick's pizza.
And welcome.
Hi, okay, so, electronics, all electronics, phones...
This is like airport security.
One at a time.
Put your arms up for me.
Okay, next.
You're good. Thank you.
Just close the door behind you, sir.
Next.
Yeah.
Welcome to the past.
This space is impregnable to every
frequency of wireless transmission,
including microwaves.
Every piece of equipment you see is analogue.
Our sole concession to the digital revolution
is a ms pac-man machine in the break room.
But why? Because I like ms pac-man.
No. Why this museum?
We've been breached.
Wait a minute.
You two have been working together on this?
Yes. Our public disagreement was staged for kirk's benefit.
You think he's got a tap into the post office?
I know it. Rene le bron's death was proof.
You sicced us on le bron as a test.
You knew that, if kirk was listening,
and he heard that we were going after le bron,
then he'd try to get to him first.
We set the bait. He took it.
A human sacrifice.
I prefer the term "tethered goat."
Besides, Harold, the man was a degenerate,
and his death denies pariah states access to ready cash,
putting teeth back in the sanctions
your country imposes with such tumescence.
So we have a mole. Who?
Not "who". What.
Our system, it's been hacked.
Impossible.
We've got more firewalls than the NSA's Utah data center.
And I personally turn it inside-out every morning.
It's a bit-banger's nightmare. Unhackable.
Which tells us exactly who the culprits are.
The thrushes, a crew that hacks the unhackable.
Created in 1982 by a charismatic Bulgarian genius...
Excuse me, sweetheart.
Plemen radkov.
He was arrested in 1986 by the kgb
and died seven months later in a siberian gulag.
After that, the thrushes went underground.
Their specialty is not only cracking systems,
but doing so without leaving a trace of their intrusion.
The thrushes choose their clientele based on two criteria,
cash and the technical challenge of the hack.
2009, the Ankara-Istanbul high-speed railway system.
Faulty ultrasound software failed to detect stress-fractures,
leading to a disastrous test run,
costing the turkish government billions.
Oh, crap. Crappers.
Sorry, I got it.
Crap, crap. I got it.
Last year. A top-secret nuclear fuel enrichment plant
outside of jaipur, India.
Motor-speed variations destroyed
1,200 industrial centrifuges.
A colleague at the British embassy was lead on that case.
Thirty-eight people died, thousands were exposed to radiation,
but they never found evidence of a hack.
In both cases, powerful interests stood to gain.
And now, Alexander kirk.
Full access to all voice and digital transmissions
generated by the very people dedicated to taking him down.
I've heard enough. Shut down the system.
No. Harold, this presents a unique opportunity
to feed kirk disinformation.
Like the conversation we had in your office.
If kirk thinks I'm done with reddington,
he might reach out.
Or he might not.
And in the meantime you're asking me to allow
a terrorist organization continued access to classified data.
Look, this goes way beyond our operation.
Our system is connected to the NSA, CIA,
state, the white house.
If we were to do this, I'd have to clear it with panabaker.
Samar, reach out to your contact at the embassy.
Review the jaipur incident top to bottom.
Aram, go to the post office.
Call the NSA and tear our system apart. Discreetly.
We don't want them to think that we're onto them,
but put every line of code under a microscope.
We have to find these hackers. Now.
That little act of yours between you and reddington
had me going.
Uh, it wasn't an act.
I'm only putting up with reddington and his lies
until we get Agnes back.
Harold, you are one bubble off plumb
if you think I'm gonna sit back
while heaven knows how many horses run out of the barn.
This is the best chance we have
of apprehending Alexander kirk.
This represents a five-alarm fire to national security.
Which is why we can't shut down our system.
The only hope we have of learning
how deeply we've been penetrated
is to identify the thrushes.
We shut down our system now,
they'll know we're onto them and rabbit.
Okay, Harold. Let 'em run out some line.
But you best keep your thumb tight on the drag
or you're like to find a bird's nest on your reel, understand?
Not a word. Absolute gibberish.
Well, let me translate. "Don't screw up."
I've been thinking.
You and I, we, uh...
We got a problem.
The way I see it,
whoever shot you is gonna shoot somebody else,
and dump 'em where they dumped you,
and see you're not there.
And he's gonna come a-looking.
Or somebody reports you missing.
And the cops come a-looking.
Or I let just you go,
and you talk about what happened here,
and whoever you talk to comes a-looking.
And I don't like visitors.
So, what I'm trying to figure out is
what exactly am i gonna do with you?
No one is coming.
Is that a fact?
I tried to kill myself.
Where's the gun?
Somewhere back in the woods.
Well, I don't suppose you could lead me to it.
No.
I can't remember, i crawled away.
Well, you left a trail.
I'm a tracker.
We'll see.
I think, camera two is smidge to the left.
Juicy deucey... Hello.
...a hair to the left, please.
No, your other left. Genius, no.
He's still... I... I got it. I got it.
Got it, got it, got it.
Chester's made some significant upgrades to your security.
He's an absolute marvel.
How nice. All I need now is a barbed wire fence and guard towers.
Any word from kirk?
You mean my father?
Honestly, Elizabeth, it astounds me that you could be hornswoggled
by something as simple to fabricate as a DNA profile.
It's not just the DNA. It's memories, places I recognize,
things we did together, a time capsule we buried in the yard
that no one else would know about.
Just because he was your mother's husband
doesn't make him your father.
You know what you sound like?
Desperate.
Just a suspect caught in a lie.
I have never lied to you.
Yes, this is she.
I'll be along shortly, thanks.
That was a shoe repair shop in Georgetown
I've never even heard of.
He says I left my phone there.
Kirk.
There's only one number saved. International prefix 40.
Romania. No doubt untraceable.
Masha.
Tell me about Agnes.
She's healthy, she's happy, can't wait to see her mother.
You could make that happen. I want to.
But as long as you refuse to shield her from reddington,
I can't.
I got your svr file.
Your DNA profile was in it.
I know you're my father.
Then you know reddington lied to you from the beginning.
Yes.
There's no reason why we shouldn't be together.
What are you suggesting?
A meeting, just the two of us and Agnes.
That won't be easy. Reddington has his goons guarding me 24/7.
Because he doesn't trust you.
I'll work something out, contact you.
Do svidanya, otets.
Do svidanya.
You were very convincing.
That's because i meant every word.
I don't trust her.
You trust no one.
That's why you're so valuable to me.
But in this matter,
I do urge you to trust me and my judgement.
Our case file on jaipur. Everything we have on thrushes.
Which is nothing.
No source code? No traceable malware?
Quite the opposite.
The cheeky bastards actually debugged the system
before uploading the virus.
Of that, of course, there wasn't a trace.
How does a computer virus do this?
By taking operational control of the plant,
causing speed variations in the centrifuges,
leading to catastrophic failure
and the release of pressurized uranium-hexafluoride gas.
They were all engineers?
Thirty-eight murders that are impossible to solve.
Unless only 37 were killed.
What do you mean?
This victim is not an engineer
and she is most certainly not dead.
I knew she was too hot for him.
When aram finds out, he's going to be crushed.
And then he's gonna wear his heart on his sleeve,
and his little girlfriend here
is gonna know that we're onto her.
We can't keep this from him.
That's exactly what we're gonna do.
Our objective is to feed the thrushes disinformation
in order to draw out kirk.
The only way we can do that
is by keeping aram in the dark so he doesn't tip our hand.
Or you can let me interrogate her.
Five minutes, and I'll have kirk on a platter.
Maybe. But it would only take kirk two minutes
to find out that we're onto him.
And then we'd lose him and the thrushes
and any hope that we have of assessing
how badly the breach at the post office
has damaged national security.
Aram.
Are you all right? What's wrong?
Everything.
Everything's wrong.
Sir, I did as you ordered
and isolated all the malicious code
or remnants of it, buried deep in our operating system.
At first I was confused, our firewalls should have bounced it.
But then, I realized
the only way we could have been breached
was through social engineering.
Or physical access with a rubber ducky.
A what?
A keystroke injection attack-platform
disguised as a thumb drive.
It would bypass all standard countermeasures
by emulating a plug-in keyboard,
reprogramming our host computer
as if the hacker was manually typing in the code.
Still, the culprit would have to plug in the thumb drive.
Yes, someone had to dupe an FBI employee
with level four clearance.
So, I spent the last 18 hours collating log-ins
with the first appearance of the malicious code
in order to figure out who got punk'd
so we could interview the employee and nail that hacker.
And it was you.
What...
You knew.
She was a key player in the jaipur centrifuge hack.
Why didn't you tell... god.
We wanted to, but we thought if you knew,
she might pick it up.
Look, you didn't tell her anything, did you?
No.
I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid.
I just don't know how I'm gonna pull this off.
Pull what off?
She's coming over to my place for dinner tonight.
I don't think that's a good idea.
No, it is a horrible idea.
But I have to if we're gonna have any chance
of accessing the thrushes' servers.
What do you mean?
I've got my own rubber ducky.
What if she doesn't have her laptop with her?
Oh, she'll have it, trust me.
We're binge-watching stranger things.
Talk about life imitating art, huh?
How long to upload the worm? A few minutes.
I designed it to ping the main servers
and email us GPS coordinates.
Which wire would you like to wear?
Well, not the fob. I hate the fob.
It's too much clanking with the key ring.
Okay. The pen?
Never been on the sending side of one of these deals.
Yeah, I don't know if I can do this.
This is an lcr .357. It's light, reliable.
Wait, no. What, am I gonna shoot my girlfriend?
She's not your girlfriend.
She's a hostile operative and you're a trained federal agent.
I'm not sending you in there without a piece.
Do you understand me?
I'm not like you.
I'm really scared.
I know, but I promise you'll be fine.
I have your back.
No safety catch to worry about.
You just draw, point and shoot.
Five shots, fully loaded.
If anything goes wrong, the safety word is "banana."
"Banana."
Use it and in come the marines.
But they better get there before I do,
because I will mess that bitch up.
Really?
Oh, yeah, really.
Okay.
Good luck.
That dream date,
the crispy beef, ginger beer...
That was all you, wasn't it?
I knew it was too good to be true.
When I turned myself in, i never imagined
things could've turned out this badly.
What did you expect?
I knew it would be hard,
but I never expected that it would get
harder with every day.
It shouldn't be a surprise.
You must've known there was a chance
she'd discover kirk was her father
when you put him on your list.
He was never on it.
He never would've been if he hadn't come after her first.
If anyone belongs on that cursed list,
it's Alexander kirk.
Why the hell wouldn't you put him there?
He's my father. She's our daughter.
You know what's gonna happen if I make that call.
He's the only one who can give me answers
about my past, my mother.
They'll put him in a hole, I'll never see him again.
If you don't, we may never see Agnes again.
I knew it would complicate things.
I'd be forced to take security measures,
things she'd hate.
Now, all I see is the resentment in her eyes.
I'm suffocating her, Harold.
You sure?
She's our daughter.
You've decided.
You abducted me once.
What assurances do I have you won't do it again?
Things have changed, the DNA test.
I want this to be real.
I'll contact you with instructions.
I am sorry, i couldn't wait. I know,
I have no self-control.
But I watched the last three episodes.
I know you're probably gonna hate me,
but you'll never believe what happens, it's amazing.
What? The last three episodes.
Stranger things. Yeah.
Can't wait.
Aram, what's going on?
You seem preoccupied.
Me? No. I am... I'm just...
Oh, I forgot. I got wine.
You don't drink.
It is for you.
It's, um, supposed to go great with, um...
Puttanesca? Yes! Yum.
Puttanesca. Puttanesca.
You haven't told me about your day.
Oh, you know, the usual FBI stuff.
You know, good guys, bad guys. Oh!
They got cheese nibs for the snack machine downstairs.
So, so, awesome.
Cheese nibs? He's doing fine.
He sounds like a gerbil on meth.
I know, right? I love cheese nibs.
I mean, I don't love 'em as much as goldfish... "Goldfish?"
...but, you know, it's a huge...
Oh, god.
Oh, god. Oh, god.
I'm such a klutz.
That's what i love about you.
You know what, just give me a second to go change.
He's uploading now.
Aram, you okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, everything's, uh... Everything's great.
Um, are you hungry? 'Cause I sure am...
Yeah. I'm hungry. Oh.
No...
We shouldn't.
Um, your sauce, i think it's burning.
We can order takeout.
No. I'm serious, we're gonna set this place on fire.
Oh, sounds good.
Sounds good to me. No. No, no.
Elise, no, no. I'm serious.
God. Just not now.
Okay?
Are you gonna tell me what's going on?
I don't want to cause a fire, that's all.
I know you, aram, you're lying to me.
There's something that you're hiding,
and, you know, we're not going anywhere
until you tell me what it is.
Tell me, aram, now. The truth.
Nothing's wrong. He's in trouble.
You're lying to me I can tell.
Okay, you're right. There's something.
There's, um...
Someone else.
"Someone else"? What? Who? What're you talking about?
I am in love with someone else.
It's samar, isn't it. What? No.
Yeah, that girl from your office.
Of course not.
Not her.
God, I feel so stupid. No. No, don't.
I don't want you to feel stupid.
This is all my fault.
I should have told you about, not samar,
I don't want you to feel... Really...
What?
Do you have any reason to believe our tap has been compromised?
One minute.
It's work.
No, everything's fine.
Are you quite certain?
Absolutely. Why?
Because your client is about to expose himself
on the basis of your intel.
If you're wrong and he's harmed in any way,
I'll personally see to it that
you and the thrushes are exterminated.
Now, are you certain?
Fine. I'll run another system check.
Good. You do that. I'll call back in 10 minutes.
Quack, quack, bitch.
Banana.
Use a banana!
Okay, okay, banana.
Okay, okay, okay...
Jesus, no!
Drop it!
I got this.
Oh... You okay?
Yeah.
What part of "banana" did you not understand?
We have the target in custody. We have a tap on her computer.
And thanks to aram, we'll find the thrushes.
We busted kirk's mole,
you don't think that's gonna make him suspicious?
No. I mean, uh, yes, of course, but...
He was already suspicious.
When we were together, she got a call.
Kirk's people.
They wanted final verification that the tap into the war room
had not been compromised.
Once she was in custody,
we had her notify them that the tap was clear.
By phone? Yes.
At gunpoint. So what you're saying is
you heard her say the tap was clean,
but for all you know she could have
been sending some kind of message.
A signal that everything was not okay.
Are you're suggesting we call it off?
What I'm suggesting is kirk's supposed to be the one
walking into a trap here, not me.
We'll have safeguards in place.
Your security won't be compromised.
I don't believe Elizabeth's concern is about her security
or her daughter's.
That is my only concern.
Clearly, your only concern is that it might actually bother me
that I'm about to entrap my biological father.
That because of me
he's gonna go to prison for the rest of his life.
If I go through with this,
you will be my only link to my past.
I lost Sam, I lost my mother, and I'll lose kirk.
And whatever you want to call him,
he was married to my mother, he raised me as a child,
and he's willing to do what you are not.
Tell me about who I am.
Liz.
We got word from kirk. He texted the burner phone.
The meeting's set, 5:30 A.M.
Manhattan. Bmt Nassau street line. Delancey street and bowery.
Of course, that station's been abandoned for years.
I'll call FBI SWAT in New York.
I'll be handling kirk on my own, Harold.
If you expect us to stand down...
I do. If you expect this relationship to continue.
You sure about this?
No.
I'm not sure about any of this.
You lied to me.
I didn't.
Shooting yourself isn't a spectator sport.
Motion-activated.
Three come in.
Two go out.
Are you gonna get straight with me,
or we gonna keep playin' games?
It's her.
- Masha. - It's off.
We can't meet. It's not safe.
No, no. I secured the location.
You have my word you'll be safe.
The FBI knows about your mole.
They've got her in custody.
Reddington must've tipped them.
They know about our meeting, the time, the location.
I'm telling you, it's a trap.
Are you still willing to meet?
You, me and Agnes?
It's not just the FBI.
Reddington knows.
Doesn't matter. I have an alternate location.
What are you doing?
Masha, listen to me very closely.
Here is what I want you to do.
Maintenance tunnels here, here and here
give us access to the rendezvous point.
Elizabeth left 10 minutes before us. We need to breach in five.
Where is Agnes?
Masha.
You said "three of us".
Where is she?
Close.
I'll bring her to you as soon as
reddington has been dealt with.
What're you talking about?
Smile, solnishka.
In less than five minutes, he will be dead.
I have a small army awaiting his arrival
at the Delancey street station.
That wasn't our agreement.
No. But you know as well as I do, it needs to be done.
I picked you
over him.
I lied to everyone for you, and now you wanna kill him?
You can't do that. I'm doing this for us.
I know you're sick.
I know that Agnes and I
are nothing more than possible donors for you.
Oh, come now.
You know if that were true,
all of this would've been resolved long ago with your abduction.
True, it's a consideration.
But the only circumstances under which I'll accept your help
is if it's given freely.
We had a deal.
Patience, now.
Romina.
You will see, solnishka.
Soon, you will be free.
Don't shoot, he's got Agnes!
Down.
Don't.
You may lack the courage to do what must be done,
but I do not.
I'll take her with me,
one way or the other.
This is madness, constantin.
Because you cannot have that child,
you're gonna take her forever from her mother.
It's madness.
Constantin, this needs to end now.
Yes, you're right. It needs to end.
Stand down. Stand down.
Don't do this.
There is no other way, solnishka.
This man, he took your mother away from us, took you from me.
He will not have my granddaughter.
And I hate him as much as you do for it.
But if you love me,
if you ever loved me,
just give her to me.
Please.
Please, father.
I was an idiot. No.
You were human.
You wanted something, and she was trained to exploit that.
Trained or born? You tell me.
You did a pretty good job in there,
playing the "I'm in love with another woman" card.
Nicely done.
I thought you'd like to know that
I'm rescinding my transfer request.
That's...
That's great. I mean...
For real? Because if that's true, we have to celebrate, right?
Do you like paco's tacos?
Because I was told that there were some leftovers
upstairs in the fridge.
I love 'em.
I just wanted to thank you for trusting me.
Trusting the plan.
I understand what a leap of faith it must have been.
Not really, considering what was at stake.
May I?
She's a beautiful girl.
Yeah, she is.
So, now that kirk has been captured,
we're no longer gonna live under your guard.
We're going to find a place of our own.
I know.
Good night, Elizabeth, tom.