( Indistinct chatter )

Must be good

to be home again, sir.

Yeah.

Well, we'll see about that.

( Chuckles )

( Electronic beeping )

Good afternoon.

I'm here to see Assistant Director

Harold Cooper.

Do you have an appointment?

I do not.

Tell him

it's Raymond Reddington.

( Rapid beeping )

( Alarm wailing )

Ressler.

Washington field office.

I'm the case agent

on Reddington.

When did this happen?

Under an hour ago.

We confirm it's actually him?

It's him all right.

Prints match. Tattoos.

He even volunteered classified details

What happened in Brussels?

Sir?

We tried to kill him, sir.

It really is him.

Came in with a briefcase containing

every alias he's ever used.

Most of 'em we've

never even heard of.

What does he want?

Don't know. Won't talk.

He's a stone.

Call lab services.

Have them fit him with

an AlphaChip RFID tag.

Assemble a full intel review.

NSA. CIA.

What exactly

do you want to know?

Everything.

RESSLER: Raymond "Red" Reddington

attended the Naval Academy.

Top of his class.

He was bring groomed

for admiral.

Reddington's coming home

to see his wife and his daughter

for Christmas.

He never arrives.

This highly respected officer

up and disappears from

the face of the earth...

until four years later

when classified NOFORN documents

start showing up in Maghreb,

Islamab Beijing.

These leaks were traced

to Reddington.

This guy's an equal

opportunity offender,

a facilitator of sorts,

who's built an enterprise brokering deals

for fellow criminals.

Ouch.

He has no country.

He has no political agenda.

Reddington's only allegiance

is to the highest bidder.

They call him something

in the papers.

( Metallic clank )

"The concierge of crime."

( Beeps )

He's online.

Evidently someone with the authority

to make decisions has arrived.

I think I smell the stench of your cologne,

Agent Cooper. Smells like hubris.

Get these feeds fixed.

I want him up here. Come on.

You must have many questions,

so let's begin with the most

important one... Why I'm here.

on the U.S. Embassy in Damascus,

the abduction of

the six foreign nationals

from the French consulate

Krungthai Bank in Bangkok?

You see these events

as unrelated.

I can tell you one man is

responsible for all three.

His name is Ranko Zamani.

You want him. I want him.

So let's say for the moment

our interests are aligned.

Ranko Sinisa Zamani.

Serbian national

educated in the U.S.

COOPER: Ranko Zamani's

been defor six years.

He's a nonexistent threat.

Then a deman

from Munich to Dulles.

He entered the country

under the name Sacha M. Chacko.

Listen up, people.

The lab just pulled a latent

print from the airline arm rest.

Nine points of comparison.

Zamani's alive.

You have my attention.

Were you wrong?

I was wrong.

Yes, you were wrong.

At least it's not the first time.

Familiar territory.

Now, I'll give you Zamani,

but first...

No "but firsts."

You don't decide anything.

Agent Cooper, you've overestimated

your authority.

I said I'll help you

find Zamani, and I will.

But from this point forward,

there's one very important rule...

I speak only with Elizabeth Keen.

Who the hell's Elizabeth Keen?

Oh, buddy.

Seriously, dude?

Babe, what time is it?

I don't know.

What time you gotta be there?

Oh, crap.

What's up?

Crap!

What?

No! My first day!

Babe, are you good?

You need help?

I missed the bus, babe.

I'm gonna need to take the car.

You can't take the car.

I need the car.

I've got field trip

planning committee.

You took the dog out, right?

I did. For the field trip...

Air and Space or the D.C. Zoo?

The zoo's gender neutral.

All right.

Good thinkin'.

We're out of milk.

Oop. Sorry.

Is this pee?

I'm standing in pee, babe.

He's your dog, too.

Yeah, thanks a lot.

I'm gonna smell like a urinary

tract infection on my first day!

Hey, don't forget we got the last

adoption meeting today. Onethirty.

You heard me, right?

Onethirty.

Yep. Onethirty.

Last meeting.

I'm in the car.

You got the keys?

Yeah, in my pocket.

I got your coffee.

No more peeing, dude.

What?

We both woke up

seven minutes ago.

I'm pretty sure my pants

are on backwards

and I can barely see straight.

But you are somehow dressed,

composed, and as beautiful

as the day I met you.

I think I'm forgetting something.

Yeah.

You know I'm not gonna let this job

come between us and our family, right?

I know.

We want a family,

we're going to have a family.

Were you serious about that kid thing?

Because I got stuff goin...

Ow!

Mama.

Today's the day.

Yeah, I know.

Man, I am so proud of you.

Thanks.

You worked so hard for this.

Are you nervous?

No. But I am very late.

( Sirens wailing )

Agent Keen.

Donald Ressler.

Washington field office.

I need you to come with me

right away.

Babe, I don't think I'm

gonna need to take the car.

( Electronic beeping )

Agent Keen.

Am I getting that right?

Yes, sir.

Harold Cooper.

Assistant Director

of Counterterrorism.

Yes, sir.

I know who you are, sir.

So, uh...can you

tell us what's going on?

I wish I could.

I can tell you that...

I've been vetted by the

agency like everyone else,

you know, same background checks,

psych profiles.

I'm sure OPR's trolling

my digital footprint right now,

and I can tell you

what they'll find.

What will they find?

Nothing. I have no history

with Reddington.

They tell me today's

your first day as a profiler.

Yes, sir.

I was reassigned from New York.

I graduated Quantico last month.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Do me a favor.

Profile yourself.

I'm sorry, sir?

Who are you?

What is he looking for?

Profile Elizabeth Keen.

Oh. Okay.

Uh...

Um, well, I've been with

the Bureau for four years.

I was the heof the Mobile

Emergency Psych Unit in New York.

We worked murders,

extortion...

Reyour résumé.

Of course.

My colleagues call me "sir."

They think I'm...

a bitch.

Like most kids

who raised themselves,

I can display

narcissistic behavior.

I can be withdrawn,

disconnected. Uh...

I have a deep yearning to understand

and relate to the criminal mind.

I'm board certified

in forensic psychology,

and yet I operate

under the delusion

that I can rewrite my past

by having kids of my own.

Do you find it odd

Reddington surrendered himself

the day you started working

as a profiler?

I think that it suggests

he was waiting for me.

Why you? Specifically.

Because I'm new and he thinks

I can be easily manipulated.

The man obviously

doesn't know me very well.

LIZ:

What is this place?

D.C. Metro Sorting Facility,

U.S. Postal Service.

It was abandoned and slated

for demo twelve years ago.

The Bureau acquired the building

Been operating a variety of covert

operations here ever since.

So this is a black site?

We're sentimental.

We prefer to call it The Post Office.

( Exhales )

If you need anything,

remember...

we're right here.

( Buzzer, door unlocks )

( Door closes, buzzer sounds )

( Beeping, metallic clanking )

( Loud clank )

( Laughs )

Agent Keen, what a pleasure.

Well...

I'm here.

You got rid of your highlights.

( Chuckling )

You look much less Baltimore.

Do you get back home much?

Tell me about Zamani.

I haven't been home in years.

Why involve me? I'm nobody.

It's my first day.

Nothin' special about me.

Oh, I think

you're very special.

Within the hour,

Ranko Zamani will abduct

the daughter of

U.S. General Daniel Ryker.

There'll be

some kind of diversion,

communications will be scrambled,

then he'll grab the girl.

He wants to be out of the

If you don't move quickly,

she will die.

That's what I know.

And how do you know this?

Because I'm the one

who got him into the country.

And I'm supposed

to believe you?

( Laughing )

No, of course not!

I'm a criminal.

Criminals are notorious liars.

Everything about me is a lie.

But if anyone can give me

a second chance, it's you.

The two of us have...

overcome so much.

I mean, look at you.

Abandoned by a father

who was a career criminal,

a mother who died of...

weakness and shame.

And yet here you are, about

to make a name for yourself,

about to...

capture Ranko Zamani.

I'm gonna make you famous,

Lizzy.

What did you tell him?

What are you talking about?

How did he know those things?

Private things about my family?

Why didn't your father's criminal record

show up on your background report?

We need to contact the SWAT commander

at Quantico. Roll a team out to the girl.

This is nonsense.

He's bluffing, sir.

No, he's establishing value.

I've been the case agent

on this guy for five years.

And five years

has gotten you what?

You asked me here,

you asked my opinion.

Here it is...

That girl's gonna get taken.

Excuse me.

( Breathing deeply )

LIZ: Tom.

Thank God you picked up.

Hey, tell me you're close.

What's going on? Are you close?

That helicopter,

they flew me to

the Assistant Director,

put me on a case, and I

can't get away right now.

You're kidding, right?

The adoption people,

they're all waiting.

Liz, are you there?

Put on a great show in there.

You better

pull yourself together

because you just

called in the cavalry.

Can I just have one minute,

um...

We don't have a minute.

Come on.

Let's go.

I'm sorry. I know we h

an appointment, but there's a

girl, something happened...

II can't tell you.

It's classified.

This whole...day is classified.

Lizzy...

Lizzy, babe, if...

if it's too much,

we don't have to

do this right now, okay?

We don't have to do it.

We'll just... We'll do it next year.

But if we are gonna go through

with this,

you gotta do it with me.

I can't do it alone, Lizzy.

We gotta go.

No. No. Tom, listen,

our family is the only thing

that matters, okay?

It's the only thing that matters.

Okay.

All right, let me, uh...

Let me handle it, I'll,

um, I'll take care of it.

I think this woman might

punch me in the face,

but I got it.

I am so sorry.

Don't be sorry,

just be safe, okay?

I love you.

I love you too.

Sir.

At ease.

We have a situation, sir.

It's about your daughter.

My daughter?

( Piano playing )

Guys, with the guns, please.

We don't want to

scare the kids.

I got this.

( Piano continues )

Beth. Sweetie, this lady

needs to speak to you.

Hi, Bethany, don't be scared.

I just need you

to come with me, okay?

Thank you.

LIZ: Your name's Beth, right?

Yeah?

My name's Beth, too.

I'm Elizabeth.

My friends call me Liz, though.

You can call me Liz

if you want.

My daddy has a pin like that.

Oh, yeah? I bet your daddy

has lots of medals.

To get a pin like this

you gotta be really brave.

This can be

your special pin, okay?

There you go.

You like it?

Oh...

You don't have to...

Thank you so much.

This is beautiful.

Wow.

The bull's pokey.

Be careful.

Okay, I'll be careful.

What's going on?

Hey, what's going on up there?

HazMat has the roclosed.

We'll be turning around.

SOLDIER: Rolling

Be advised we have

a chemical spill ahe

Copy that.

Proceeding to alternate route.

Do you want to call your daddy?

Yeah, I want to

tell him I'm okay.

Okay.

( Gunfire, shouting )

( Beth screams )

( Men grunting )

( Tires screeching )

Back up!

( Groaning )

Are you okay?

I think so.

( Men shouting in Serbian )

RADIO: Tango, tango,

tango, respond!

I can't see!

I got blood in my...

( Beth screaming )

KIDNAPPER:

Get the girl!

If you want to save the girl,

do not fire your weapon.

Take it.

Okay, baby,

this smoke's gonna hurt us.

All right? I need you

to put this on for me.

What about you?

There's only one.

It's for you, hon.

Okay, listen to me.

These men are gonna take you.

Are they gonna hurt me?

They're not gonna hurt you.

I'm gonna find you, okay?

Okay.

Beth, I'm gonna find you.

( Kidnapper shouts order )

( Coughing )

( Gunshot )

( Coughing )

Who made the call to send that girl

after my daughter?

Who made the call?!

( Metallic clank )

LIZ: Where's the girl?

It's been four hours.

Your people haven't made

any demands.

My people? I told you

Zamani would take the girl.

I told you that's all I knew.

This is in your hands now.

I need your help with Zamani.

How about a trade?

You tell me and I'll tell you.

Tell me about

the scar on your palm.

I've noticed how you stroke it.

There was a fire.

I was fourteen.

Someone tried to hurt you.

Not exactly, no.

( Clears throat )

May I see it?

Is a child really what you want?

How on earth...

But a baby won't fix

what happened in the past.

You lost the right

to speak about parenthood

when you abandoned your wife

and daughter on Christmas Eve.

The girl.

You won't find the girl

until you learn

to look at this differently.

And how should I look at this?

Like a criminal.

May come easier than you think.

Shall I show you?

Well, at least you know

what Zamani looks like.

( Laughing )

Oh, my goodness!

I haven't seen him in years.

Very interesting fellow.

Completely unrelated to this.

You're pointing at

the wrong guy here.

Miroslav.

They call him The Chemist.

A highly regarded munitions expert.

He left MIT to work for

the Russian, Vor Usoyan.

Last two years...

very expensive freelancer.

I don't know what the hell

any of this is.

Ooh, the German.

A banker. Name's Reinhardt.

He's most likely

moving the money.

What about the girl?

What do you have on

the girl and her father?

would suggest a singular event.

Something in D.C.

I'm not sure how the girl fits.

What about the Chemist?

Important...well paid...

Whatever Zamani's planning

is expensive.

Some sort of attack?

You're thinking like a cop.

Cops are so objective.

They're obligated to protocols.

Make it personal.

RESSLER:

Okay, this is nonsense.

Zamani's sick.

CIA says he carries Nipah virus.

Dying makes him dangerous.

So what does he desperately want

before he dies?

And how does that relate

to the little girl?

Her father, the General,

spent time in Bosnia...

supporting NATO troops

in the Bihac Pocket region.

Zamani's home.

He bombed a chemical weapons

facility...

poisoning the village.

It's about his family.

They died, Zamani survived.

He wants revenge.

He hired the Chemist to build a bomb,

detonate it in Washington.

He's gonna use Beth

to settle the score...

deliver the bomb.

COOPER: Okay, let's move.

We're on a clock.

I have an acquaintance.

They call him The Innkeeper,

runs a series of safe houses.

Lean on him.

He'll know where to find the Chemist.

You find the Chemist,

you'll find Zamani.

Where is this Innkeeper?

If I tell you, you have to

give me something in return.

No more restraints,

no more cages.

If you want to capture Zamani,

he has to believe

I'm moving freely...

in touch with old friends,

staying in one of

my favorite hotels...

If you think we're gonna

put you up at the Sheraton...

( Laughs ) Save your Starwood points,

Harold.

The Sheraton's not my scene.

Hey, live it up, pal.

Soon as this is over, you're

headed back to a black site.

Mr. Homan, it's awfully nice

to have you back.

There's complimentary Champagne.

As usual, the bed's made up with

blankets insteof a comforter.

Will there be anything else?

No, thank you, Eric.

Tip the gentleman, will you?

Where is the Chemist?

FBI. Hands.

Tranquilo, papi.

( Speaking Spanish )

♪ How lucky can one guy be? ♪

♪ I kissed her

and she kissed me ♪

♪ Like the fella once said ♪

♪ Ain't that a kick in the he ♪

They found the lab.

They're interrogating

the Chemist as we speak.

What about the bomb?

We think that we got there

before he built it.

I gotta get out of here

and clear my he

Take a shower, see my husband.

Don't go too far.

Oh, my...

( Laughing )

Did they say yes?

Oh, baby!

How did you do this?

Oh, my God, I cannot believe...

We're gonna have a baby,

and this is exac...

Tom?

( Cocks pistol )

Sit down.

Sit down!!!

Do what I say

or I'll shoot your husband.

See, Tom and I,

we have been talking,

trying to figure out how

you knew I was in town.

I tell him you figure out

my plan...

to take the General's daughter.

Tom, look at me.

Make for nice surprise.

But my people handle

quite well, I think.

It's gonna be okay.

But then, your people

come for my Chemist friend.

I was finished with The Chemist,

so you saved me payment

for services.

And for that, I thank you.

But...it did make me wonder

what else you know.

What else do you know?

I don't...

Tom.

No, no, no, no, no.

Over here.

I ask question.

What else do you know

about my plan?

A bomb. Maybe.

We don't know.

We only knew about the girl.

The rest is just speculation.

Tom, baby, it's gonna be okay.

Uhh!

You son of a bitch!

What else do you know

about my plan?!

Nothing! I swear!

Oh.

( Tom moaning )

My God.

You're not as smart

as Reddington says.

My friend, he is always

so obsessed with you.

I'm not sure why.

It's gonna be okay.

Now, what I have planned

will make for many casualties.

So now you have choice.

Stop me now

and save many Americans,

or save only...

one.

( Tom screams )

What do you choose?

( Liz sobbing )

Tom. Baby.

Oh, my God.

Baby, keep your eyes open.

I'm gonna get help.

I'm gonna get help.

( dialing )

Don't fall aslee...

You're gonna be okay!

You're gonna be okay.

( Monitor beeping rhythmically )

Did you send him?

Are you the one who did this?

Did what?

He was in my house!

My husband is on a ventilator

because Zamani came...

Calm down

and tell me what happened.

Don't play stupid.

You're the only thing connecting us.

He told me that

you're obsessed with me.

Did he mention

the girl or the bomb?

We're not a team.

Zamani.

I'm not your partner.

What did he say?

I don't know, he said...

he said something

about casualties...

and chemical agents, and...

he talked about you.

He even thanked me for

getting rid of the Chemist.

So the bomb's still in play.

Why the hell was he

in my house?!

Tell me! You know him!

Why is my husband dying

in a hospital right now?!

The truth is, despite your feelings,

your husband doesn't matter.

Zamani did you a favor, Lizzy.

Now, you know I just punched

a hole in your carotid.

Best chance, one minute

before you pass out.

So here's how it's gonna work.

You tell me how I find Zamani

and make this right,

or I let you die right here.

Understand?

Yeah.

But if I die...

you'll never know

the truth about your husband.

You know nothing

about my husband.

( faint police radio chatter )

( Shouts angrily )

Agent Ressler?

I gotta talk to him.

You shouldn't even be here.

You're under official review.

You know that.

I know.

The Chemist isn't talking, is he?

No.

Red knows Zamani.

Just give me five minutes.

( Sighs )

Thank you.

He's gone.

( Elevator bell dings )

It's good to see you,

old friend.

Initiating track.

Okay, got him.

His chip indicates

he's at the Lincoln Memorial.

( Horn honks )

We're on him.

Forty seconds out. En route.

How did things go

with Agent Keen?

Paid her a visit, like you asked.

And the husband?

Like you asked.

It's a shame you're gonna

miss the cherry blossoms.

ZAMANI: I think a great many people

will miss the cherry blossoms.

Tell me, the General's daughter

is such a risk.

ZAMANI: This is about

much more than one girl.

He's on the move.

Heading westbound.

ZAMANI:

This is about...

the children.

( Siren wailing )

Raymond, today...

on this day...

I am giving their plague

back to them.

In sixty years they will be

talking about this day...

about my legacy.

( Sirens )

( Beeping )

Still heading west.

yards from your position.

( Cell phone chimes )

Hello?

REDDINGTON: There's a wrinkle.

Zamani wants more

than the General's daughter.

He's after children.

Where are you?

TECH:

You gotta move!

You gotta move!

I need you to tell me

what Zamani said.

In the house...

what did he say,

what did you see?

He, uh, he asked about

the Chemist and about the girl.

No. What did you see?

Uh, there was blood.

There was blood everywhere.

Take a breath, Lizzy.

Over here.

There was a tattoo.

He's Serbian Orthodox.

TECH:

You're closing on him.

He wouldn't have a tattoo.

LIZ: I know what I saw.

This mark, I've seen it before.

TOM: Field trip. D.C. Air and Space

or the D.C. Zoo?

It wasn't a tattoo.

It was a stamp.

Zamani's gonna bomb

the D.C. Zoo.

RESSLER: I got nothin'.

Come on, where is he?!

He's turning onto Maryland Ave.

TECH: Deahe

He's deahe

He's stopped.

The signal has stopped.

He's right there.

RESSLER:

Where is he?!

He should be right behind you.

Vertically.

Are there stairs near you?

Beth?

Hi, honey.

Are you hurt?

No.

Are you alone?

He said to wait here

for my daddy.

He said not to take it off.

( Beeping )

( Cell phone chiming )

REDDINGTON: Whatever you do,

don't touch it.

There's less than three minutes.

I've got to evacuate,

call the bomb squ..

Your people will never

be there in time.

My friend, he's on his way.

Your friend.

What friend?

( Disconnects )

Reddington!

Reddington!

Hands in the air.

Zamani.

Step down from the ledge.

Hands where I can see 'em

or I'll shoot you down!

Tell the General

his daughter was...

an unfortunate civilian casualty.

He pulled a tracking chip.

Son of a bitch.

( Beeping )

Did Reddington send you?

( Speaking Slavic )

I can't understand what you're saying.

Can you stop the bomb?

Can you stop it?

( Continues, Slavic )

Are we gonna be okay?

Yeah, baby, we're gonna be okay.

Hey. I was scared

when I was your age, too.

But I ha secret weapon

to keep me safe.

My daddy gave it to me.

It's very special.

I've never shown it to anybody.

It's like magic.

What does it do?

Whenever I'm feeling

sor afraid,

I just touch it like this,

and it makes me brave.

Do you want to see

if it can make you brave?

Yeah?

( Rapid beeping )

You're a brave girl.

( Beeping continues )

( Beeping speeds up )

( Continuous beep )

( Beeping stops )

Uzasny!

Wait.

Wait!

What are you doing?!

Just consider the device

his payment for services.

Pesibo! Nos dash daisa!

That is a chemical weapon!

He's fascinated by the things.

He certainly has more use

for it than we do.

( Men shouting )

Daddy!

Red vest, gray sweatshirt!

He's got the bomb!

We're gonna make a great team.

( Handcuffs ratcheting )

COOPER:

Who is the Ukrainian?

I'm not gonna tell you.

You gave him a chemical weapon.

He took it.

That's the price

of doing business, Harold,

with certain people who can get

certain things done. You know that.

You never look

at the larger picture.

The bomb didn't detonate,

the girl is safe, Zamani's de

Frankly, I think this all

went down rather swimmingly.

This was never about Zamani.

You surrendered and infiltrated

the FBI to get at our intelligence.

Your intelligence?

To get that weapon.

I certainly don't want your intelligence,

Agent Ressler.

I'm quite happy with my own.

I think it's more likely that I

tried to help you in good faith

and hto finish

the job myself because...

you couldn't.

I think we're finished.

Well, this was fun.

Let's do it again.

Really, let's do it again.

Understand,

Zamani was only the first.

The first what?

Name. On the list.

What list?

It's called The Blacklist.

That sounds exciting.

That's why we're all here,

of course. My wish list.

A list I've been cultivating

for over twenty years.

Politicians, mobsters,

hackers...

spies.

We have our own list.

Agent Ressler, please.

We all know your Top Ten is little

more than a publicity campaign.

It's a popularity contest

at best.

I'm talking about

the criminals who matter.

The ones you can't find because

you don't even know they exist.

Zamani was a small fish.

I'm Ahab.

And if you want the whales on my list,

you have to play by my rules.

I never sleep in the same location

for more than two nights in a row.

tag embedded in my neck...

not that garbage from AlphaChip

you stuck in my shoulder.

I want my own security. I've compiled

a list of five acceptable applicants.

Pick two.

Whatever I tell you

falls under an immunity package

that I negotiate myself.

And finally, most importantly,

I speak only

with Elizabeth Keen.

♪ Daylight comes ♪

♪ Daylight goes ♪

♪ How far will reach ♪

♪ Ain't nobody know ♪

♪ I use stateoftheart ♪

♪ Technology ♪

♪ It's supposed to make

for better livin' ♪

♪ Are we better human beings? ♪

♪ And I'm straining

to remember ♪

♪ Just what it means

to be alive ♪

( Cell door opens )

You've discovered something

curious about your...

husband, haven't you, Lizzy?

♪ If you're havin'

girl problems ♪

♪ I feel bfor you, son ♪

♪ And I bet you ain't one ♪