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Has the meeting been set with Ruddiger?
For lunch.
And do you think he'll kill him just to set an example?
I won't say he will.
But I can't be sure he won't... unless he knows your truth.
Elizabeth!
Sorry.
I didn't hear you come in.
I'm listening to a podcast.
They're these episodic audio recordings...
I'm familiar with the concept of a podcast. Everyone is.
No one listens to them on audio cassette.
Digital is the province of hackers and prying eyes.
My life depends on sticking to simpler pleasures.
This one's a compelling but
misguided series called "Thaw."
The one about the serial killer who froze his victims?
Tobias Carlyle.
Though, if the podcast is to be believed,
Carlyle is in prison for crimes he didn't commit.
Isn't he getting a new trial?
Yes, and with the case about to go to the jury, this happens.
- _ - Carlyle went to prison six years ago.
When he did, the murders stopped.
It can't be coincidence that they've started again.
It could be a copycat.
Yes, or a contract killer,
one working at Carlyle's instruction.
So you think he orchestrated the murder from prison.
Do you have any evidence?
None. Which is why I'm giving you the case.
A serial killer is in prison.
His associate is carrying on in his absence.
Unless you catch him and prove his connection to Carlyle,
the jury will overturn Carlyle's conviction.
And there will be two killers on the loose.
Keep me posted. It's a busman's holiday,
but I'm a sucker for true-crime drama.
Your lunch with Ruddiger...
You should cancel it.
Why would I do that?
Because you're going to ask him
if he turned you in to the police.
He didn't.
I did.
The homeless woman who called in
the anonymous tip.
You... You said you showed her a photo of Elizabeth.
You said she didn't recognize her.
She didn't.
But she did recognize a photo of Jennifer.
I asked him not to say anything.
It's not his fault. It's mine.
No, it's mine.
I knew it was you as soon as I found out
you were looking for Dr. Koehler's nurse.
- You knew that... - One day I'm captured...
the next, you're looking for someone who knows
I was once someone else?
I knew that wasn't a coincidence,
but I let my hopes...
convince me that...
- you'd never betray me like that. - If I had...
That neither of you would.
If I'd known what was gonna happen...
That they'd put me on trial,
- sentence me to death? - Yes.
- That surprised you? - No!
The only thing I knew is
- you aren't who you say you are. - And you think you deserve
- to know the truth. - I do.
- That you're entitled to that? - Yes.
That entitlement justified
risking my life?
I thought it justified anything, yes.
But I don't anymore.
And why is that?
Because you almost died.
Because I came face-to-face
with losing you,
and I realized that I don't care about who you were...
I care for who you are.
And that's the only thing that matters.
You... You have to believe me.
I'm not sure I'll ever believe you again.
- What's this? - A favor.
You should know that I once held the high score
on "Ms. Pac-Man" at Earl's Pizza in Pike Creek,
and I will not go easy on you.
Maybe some other time.
This is about a case.
Uh, looking for someone,
and his prints are on one of those quarters.
- Is this a new case? - Cold case.
Can you run them for me?
Sure, but that might take awhile.
- Just name the place. - Place for what?
Our "Ms. Pac-Man" tournament.
How'd it go with Reddington?
I don't really want to talk about it.
- Did you tell him? - Ressler.
What did he say?
Can we please just go to work?
The Brockton College Killings were a series of murders
that took place on Brockton campus in 2013.
Over a year and a half, three women...
Krystala Norris, Lauren Key, and Melissa Seymore...
were found dead, their bodies staged
like frozen statues.
Besides going to the same school,
all these three women had in common
was a connection to a fellow student named Tobias Carlyle.
Norris shared several of the same classes,
Key worked at the diner he frequented,
and Seymore was a writer for the school newspaper
where he was a photographer.
In fact, she had last been seen in Carlyle's dorm.
Forensics recovered his semen from her body.
Did he know the most recent victim?
No, I didn't know her.
And even if I did, I couldn't kill her from prison.
Which is why we're arguing to have this new murder
be admissible in court.
It's last minute, but this could change everything.
This case has gained international attention recently
because of "Thaw," a podcast hosted by Kimberly Owens.
Owens believes Carlyle is innocent.
Hang on. I mean, he confessed.
You don't believe he's responsible
for this most recent murder?
- He's in prison. - Which doesn't mean
he's innocent of the crimes he's already confessed to.
Reddington believes Carlyle contracted a killing to help his case.
I'm a big fan of "Thaw," too,
and I can't believe Mr. Reddington could listen to it
and actually think that Tobias is guilty.
That is... crazy.
It was obviously the professor.
- The professor? - Adrian McCaffrey.
He teaches English at Brockton University
and had all three victims as his students.
In fact, "Thaw" uncovered
that one of the victims, Lauren Key,
had filed a suit against him for sexual harassment.
Now, the university didn't disclose this to the police
during the first trial.
How do you explain that?
I don't know, but if Reddington is right,
this murderer is about to manipulate
the justice system to walk free.
Keen, Ressler, talk to the police.
Aram, if you're so certain about the professor, check him out.
Well, like the original murder victims,
the corpse was marinated in liquid nitrogen...
320 below.
But here's the interesting thing.
Take a look at the bruising at the back of her scalp.
Cause of death in all the victims was hypothermia,
but they also showed evidence of blunt-force trauma
caused by a dimpled mallet, like a meat tenderizer.
The bruising pattern here is identical to the others.
Whoever did this used the same exact instrument.
We have a source who suggests that the killer
may have been told how to do it by Carlyle.
That they're working together
to make it look like he's innocent.
He wouldn't need much coaching.
Whoever listened to that podcast would know how to do it,
which limits your suspects to what...
like 3 million people?
Help!
Please!
Please, help me!
Help!
- We want a name. - I don't have one.
Oh, first a podcast gets you a new trial,
and then a body drops when the jury
is trying to decide your fate?
I didn't get a retrial because of luck.
I got a retrial because Kimberly Owens
uncovered police misconduct and suppression of evidence.
That woman, she's my angel.
Before I start today, I have sad news to share.
Another Brockton student has been reported missing.
Her name is Jenny Marciniak.
Hello?
I don't know who that is.
Let me out.
We've seen your confession.
You admitted to killing those women.
I would've said anything to end that interrogation,
and so I did.
If I had to pick one word to sum up this case,
it would be "missing."
Five girls went missing in 2013 and two now,
but other things are missing, too.
The weapon used to knock out the girls is missing.
Police tore Tobias' life apart and never found it.
The kill site is missing.
Tobias lived in Manor Hall with a roommate.
It's not exactly a place
he could've frozen a body in liquid nitrogen
without anyone noticing.
I hate that anyone more is being hurt,
but maybe the silver lining is the truth will finally come out.
- The truth? - The truth is that Lauren Key's
sexual-harassment report against Dr. Adrian McCaffrey
is the biggest missing piece of all.
We have it now, of course,
but it is missing
from the official case in 2013.
I was a student at Brockton
while the original murders were happening,
and everyone knew
McCaffrey liked sleeping with girls half his age.
Were all of the victims students of his that turned him down?
Both of the new victims had him as a professor.
McCaffrey is the one police should be talking to.
Jenny Marciniak was kidnapped 12 hours ago?
My client has an ironclad alibi.
What's Dr. McCaffrey's?
I was in my office, grading my papers,
just like I always do.
- Can anyone corroborate that? - This whole thing is ridiculous.
I shouldn't be a suspect.
Sir, you are not officially a suspect.
Oh, sure, I'm just having a little chat with the FBI.
It's just a-a-a few questions, like, um,
about that sexual-harassment complaint.
Ah. You're one of those, aren't you?
You've listened to that podcast.
You should know that I am suing that woman for defamation.
I'm just curious why you think the college didn't disclose
the allegation during the original investigation.
- Because it was untrue. - Okay.
Hang on. So...
So you deny that one of the victims had reported that,
uh, you had said,
uh, "she looked good in her skirt,
and that, if she was interested in a better grade,
she should see you in your office after class"?
I acknowledge that a complaint was made.
I also acknowledge
that I had called her paper on "The Decameron" derivative,
and I graded her accordingly.
She was just getting back at me.
All of the victims have been your students.
I mean... you have to admit that's a little weird, right?
No, I don't have to admit anything.
I teach English 101.
It would be harder for you to find
a student at Brockton that I haven't taught.
And the rumors you were sleeping with students?
You sound just like my ex-wife.
Do you have my divorce agreement
in that file of yours, as well?
Because if you did, you would know
that there was never a speck of evidence that I had an affair.
They were lies, all of them.
And I got everything I wanted in the divorce
because of that fact,
just like I am gonna get everything that I want
once I'm finished with Kimberly Owens.
No, no, no, no. No.
You are angry. You shouldn't also be careless.
I need some time to think.
I agree.
About why you are confusing loyalty with betrayal.
I'm not confused.
I'm not angry.
I'm just tired.
I believe you should tell Elizabeth the truth.
You disagree.
So I keep your secret out of loyalty to you.
- You knew Elizabeth turned me in. - Yes.
And I kept her secret out of loyalty to her.
How is keeping her secret from you
different than keeping your secret from her?
The difference is that you and I don't have secrets.
- Elizabeth. - She can wait.
She knows you're upset.
What you do for me,
what I depend on you to do,
cannot be done if your loyalties are divided.
The same could be said about me for you.
I've trusted you with my life,
with everything in my life.
You are the person to whom I am most vulnerable.
That makes you either a singular friend...
or a mortal enemy.
You know the answer to that.
I know...
I need time to think about that.
We've looked into Carlyle's visitor records,
call logs, even his commissary account.
No evidence of a hit.
What about his family financials?
Any unexplained transfers?
- Nothing yet, sir. - Okay. So, get this.
McCaffrey mentioned he got "everything he wanted"
- in his divorce. - And?
And so I thought I'd pull up the agreement
and see what it included...
all profits from his personally published works,
a piece of art he and his wife purchased,
and this...
his family's cabin.
It's isolated, private.
The police never figured out where the bodies were staged.
This could be the perfect place.
Hello?
Who's there?
Ugh.
Pbht!
I got your message about the accident.
I sent it a month ago.
Yeah. Three months after it happened.
I'm fine, by the way.
Car's on life support, but you're doing fine.
What's it gonna take to get rid of you?
Are you here to compliment me or to do some work?
I'm here to think.
About what?
Think. Not talk.
Have it your way.
You always do.
Mr. McCaffrey? Anybody here?
FBI.
Looks abandoned.
Ressler.
- Oh, my God. - There's somebody in there.
Look out.
Lemme buy you a new car.
This one's not safe.
Not surprised you got in an accident.
Whatever you're thinking, why come here to think about it?
What have I done to deserve this honor?
I'm thinking about excommunication.
Well, who's left?
Elizabeth and Dembe.
She turned me in.
He knew and said nothing about it.
You've killed for less.
I've never killed for more.
But not her. Uh, she's off-limits.
Yes.
There is a woman.
My employer's connection to her has been his moral compass.
And that connection is broken.
Yes.
Without it, no one is safe.
Not even you?
Why did she turn you in?
What did you do that made her want to do that?
I haven't ever been totally
forthright about myself.
What does she know?
She's been looking...
and thought she'd have a better chance of finding out more
if I was in prison and couldn't interfere.
And Dembe kept her secret.
He did.
Jennifer Marciniak was rescued 30 minutes ago.
My agents found her locked in a freezer
on a property owned by Adrian McCaffrey.
Well, that's hardly enough to just...
Several gallons of liquid nitrogen
were also found at the crime scene.
Your Honor, this is exculpatory. I-I want the jury recalled.
I-I want to reopen testimony.
The prejudicial impact of that on the government's case
- would... - Yeah, to hell with that.
I'm putting Director Cooper on the stand.
You're not doing anything unless I say you are.
Mr. Folta, even if the jury convicts,
if I exclude this new evidence,
there's a good chance the conviction
would get overturned on appeal.
But what really troubles me is the possibility
Carlyle is wrongly accused.
I'm willing to testify, Your Honor,
to what we found at the scene.
Under the circumstances,
I no longer feel I could stand by
a verdict of guilty in this case.
Moreover, I find that no reasonable jury
could do so, either.
That leaves me no choice
but to dismiss the charges against Tobias Carlyle.
Mr. Cooper, I'm looking to you to ease my conscience here.
If Adrian McCaffrey is responsible for these murders,
make the case and make it stick.
We'll do everything we can.
Tell me you got something on that APB,
because I just went by McCaffrey's office...
he was a no-show for all of his classes.
No, nothing on the APB.
I'm following up on that cold case I looked into for you.
- And? - I used your name to expedite the search
and got 38 prints.
13 were in the system.
Six of those were white men, but the oldest was 46.
- Nah, that's too young to be my guy. - I'm sorry.
I can forward you the names I've pulled, if that would help.
Nah, that's unnecessary.
Look, Aram, I'm gonna have to call you back, all right?
Who are you? Why are you following me?
Answer me.
I'm supposed to watch you.
Why? Who wants me watched?
My superiors.
They want to know why you're interested
in Katarina Rostova's father.
- What makes you think I am? - You ran his prints.
So you're looking for him, too.
I think you should let me go now.
We'll be watching, Agent Ressler.
Mr. Carlyle! Mr. Carlyle, can we get a comment?
Do you have any plans to sue...
We have no comment.
Did you know Jenny Marciniak?
Please, please, we'll issue a formal statement shortly.
Tobias. Tobias.
How's it feel to finally be set free?
Fantastic.
If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be going home.
- Mr. Carlyle! - Mr. Carlyle!
- Do you have any comment?!
The campus was a bust. No sign of McCaffrey.
What's going on?
It's Dembe. I'm worried about him.
You think Reddington would actually punish Dembe?
Allah...
He wasn't okay with what I did.
And he certainly wasn't okay with Dembe keeping it secret.
I'm worried about what Reddington might do,
how he might respond.
I put him in an impossible place.
I asked him to hide the truth
because I thought my secret
was more justifiable than Reddington's,
but the truth always comes out,
and someone always gets hurt.
What?
Okay. Uh, so, I found something.
You know how nobody has been able to locate Dr. McCaffrey?
- Tell me you found him. - Aram, you're a wizard.
No, I'm not really a wizard.
I just waited for Mr. Cooper to get a warrant,
then pinged his phone.
He's at the home of Margo Parish,
another former student.
Adrian McCaffrey. Where is he?
Right here.
Good. 'Cause you're under arrest.
How about a new Mercedes or a pickup truck?
You want a brand-new pickup truck?
Thank you.
Might as well offer.
You'd take one whether I wanted you to or not.
Hmm. A beer?
A beer, a life.
You do what you want, no matter what I think.
Which you find unforgivable.
You want to know what I find unforgivable?
Aside from my suggesting you get a new car?
You not seeing how forgiving I am.
- You forgiving? - Hmm.
My child betrayed everything I believed in.
She turned her back on my country and on me.
And because she was a traitor,
people assumed that I was one, as well.
What did I do...
I turn her in,
turn my back on her the way she turned her back on me?
No, no.
I went into hiding,
gave up my home, my granddaughter.
Masha doesn't even know I exist.
- You forgave Katarina. - Mm.
But not me.
I forgave my child.
Good luck with the car.
Where are you going?
I know how to hurt people I care about.
I came for advice on how to live with it.
Yeah, well, I can't help you with that.
I don't know how that girl ended up in my cabin,
but I am telling you that someone is trying to frame me.
Really?
Because it looks like people are trying to protect you.
See, we know the university suppressed
the sexual-harassment allegation
that was filed against you by one of the victims.
It wasn't suppressed. It just wasn't true.
Do you have an alibi
for the night Lauren Key was murdered
six years ago?
Yes.
That's why I was at Margo's house,
to get her to come forward,
- explain that I was with her that night. - With her?
We were seeing each other at the time of the original murders.
- But she's... - A former student, yes.
The rumor that I was having affairs
with several students was untrue.
I was having an affair, but with only one.
I can prove that I didn't kill Lauren Key.
I have photos of Margo and me together that night,
over 200 miles away.
So why didn't you disclose this?
Are you kidding me?
If anyone had found out, I'd have lost my job.
But now that I'm the lead suspect,
well, let's just say that I would rather be unemployed
than spend the rest of my life in prison.
So, it's confirmed... the B&B in West Virginia
can provide documentation that McCaffrey and his girlfriend
were there the weekend Lauren Key was murdered.
Which corroborates the photos his girlfriend gave us.
The reason we looked at McCaffrey in the first place
was because of his connection to Key.
And the fact that Jenny Marciniak
was found in his cabin.
A cabin he claims he never uses.
Maybe McCaffrey's right... maybe the killer knew that
and put Marciniak there so we'd blame him.
I just hung up with someone
on the custodial staff at Brockton
who says they can confirm McCaffrey's alibi,
that he was grading papers the night Marciniak was taken.
Looks like maybe McCaffrey was framed after all.
If he's not the killer...
Then a guilty man may have just been set free.
I hope I'm not bothering you.
A lot of guys inside...
they don't have any hope.
Before you, what you did for me...
I thought I was gonna die in there.
I just told your story.
Yeah, well,
no one was listening to me before you,
so... thank you.
You're welcome.
I'm sorry. I thought... That was inappropriate.
I never should've...
You gave up a lot.
That was hard.
Sometimes, I forget how hard.
It looks like you came all this way for nothing.
Why'd you do it?
Why sacrifice so much
that you end up... like this?
Ah, it doesn't matter.
If Katarina were standing here instead of me,
if it were she asking you why you did what you did
after she'd betrayed you, what would you tell her?
It doesn't matter, because she's not here and she's not asking.
- But if you could tell her... - I can't!
But if you could...
Love.
- Walk me through it again. - Well, the problem is that,
even if Adrian McCaffrey is innocent...
It still doesn't explain
the death of a student in Stafford County
or the abduction of Jenny Marciniak.
Who still can't I.D. her attacker.
Well, whoever he is, he knows enough about the case
to stage a kill site at McCaffrey's cabin.
I might have a lead... the liquid nitrogen.
- Were you able to source it? - I spoke to the lab.
They managed to isolate a partial print on the bottom
of one of the canisters we found at the cabin.
Belongs to a Paul Lamar. Works for Hersh Chemical.
You think he's the killer?
Am I in some kind of trouble?
We'd like to ask you a few questions.
About the Brockton murder.
I-I think I w-want an attorney.
Wow. I'd really, really missed having sex.
Hmm.
Well, let's make a night of it.
I remember you told me once
that there was something you missed even more than sex.
A hot basket of French fries?
Mm-hmm.
There's this awesome takeout burger place around the corner.
When the tanks went missing, deep down,
I-I knew something was wrong, but I...
I just... I didn't know what.
I should've figured it out.
Can I tell you something?
Thought we've told each other everything.
Well, it's a little embarrassing.
When we were at Brockton, I had a huge crush on you.
- Really? - Yeah.
You were so cute.
I was going to ask you out, but...
Everything went all to hell.
She's been obsessed with him for years.
Who?
My stepdaughter, Kimberly Owens.
Wish I'd gotten to know you back then.
Who knows how differently my life would've gone?
I really wish you hadn't found that.
You m-murdered my friends.
It is not like that.
Everything that I have done has been for us.
Melissa. Krystala.
Those w-women...
they were distractions.
I still remember the first time I saw you.
It was Freshman Comp.
And... you were so handsome,
it's like I could barely breathe.
You didn't notice me, but
I still fell for you.
You killed them.
All of them.
Then. Now.
You're insane.
No, don't talk to me like that.
After all I have done...
You're the reason I was in prison!
No, you confessed!
Why would you do that, silly?
Those girls... they were gone.
- I got rid of them for you. - Get away from me.
No, don't you dare walk out on me after all I have done...
getting you a retrial, framing Dr. McCaffrey.
You should be thanking me.
I am the only reason you are out of prison!
- I said get away from me. - No! Don't you dare!
I'm going to the police!
No!
We could've been so happy.
I always wished I could've opened up to you about this.
Maybe that's the silver lining.
I was 12,
and Stephanie Curtiss was the coolest girl in school.
And she invited me to her birthday party.
Turns out, she only invited me to humiliate me.
Her and her friends locked me in a freezer.
I was convinced I was gonna freeze to death.
I was in there for almost an hour.
Did you know that, most hypothermia victims,
before they die, they rip off their clothes?
Well, luckily, I didn't get that far.
The sluts who threw themselves at you...
they reminded me of Stephanie and her friends.
So I gave them a taste of their own medicine.
Ha ha!
Ha ha.
- You gonna answer that? - It's Elizabeth.
I'm sure she wants to know what I'm gonna do.
That's easy.
You're going to exact revenge.
You didn't.
No.
No, and it nearly killed me.
You know what I did.
- _ - You have no idea how I feel...
surrounded by nothing but memories...
every Christmas, every time it rains.
The car.
- Yes.
The last time you saw Katarina was in the rearview mirror.
Some memories you want to hold onto.
Most haunt you like a curse.
I'm not sure I know how to...
live with Dembe's betrayal.
Get revenge,
and that will pass.
Forgive it...
it won't.
Are you at peace with the choice you made?
I am.
I am because I loved her.
The real question is,
how much do you love Dembe?
Going somewhere?
My affairs are in order.
My only regret is, after all we've been through,
our friendship has to come to this.
What is the "this" that our friendship has come to?
Our friendship was born
of suffering and desperation...
trust and compassion.
It grew in crisis and chaos,
matured in curiosity
and scholarship.
Our life together has been...
peaceful simplicity.
Our life together has been death-defying.
I'm not sure if the right word is "friendship"...
or "love."
I just know it lives in me...
for as long as I live
and, hopefully, longer.
I went away to...
think about you and me, and...
all I could think was that I missed you.
Us.
You know, Elizabeth Keen has
lied and deceived me
more times than I can count,
and I've forgiven her every time.
But I realize...
you don't need my forgiveness.
Ever.
Because when it comes to "this"...
you can do no wrong.
I appreciate that, Raymond.
But I can't forgive you.
I guess I don't understand.
No.
And I suppose you don't.
Wh-Where are you going?
I've followed your path long enough.
It's time I follow my own.
Any word from Reddington?
Not yet.
Or Dembe.
Your secret...
the one you thought was more justifiable than his...
I have a secret, too,
one I thought was pretty justifiable,
but now I'm not so sure.
You didn't stop, did you,
trying to find his real identity?
No, I didn't.
I don't know who he was,
but I think I found someone who might.
Your grandfather.
You found Reddington's father?
Katarina's.
Look, all I have is a photo.
Can I see it?
Look, I know you were asking me not to pursue this,
and if you're pissed at me, I get it,
but I felt like I had a right to know.
My only regret is that I hit a dead end.
'Cause that guy...
he's a ghost.
Agent Keen. What can I do for you?
You could begin by saying hello to your granddaughter.
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