You told him about the money?
I did what I had to. You didn't leave me a choice.
You had a choice. The choice to do exactly what I told you to do
and leave it alone.
I don't take my orders from you.
You have no idea how much worse you've made this, Hutton.
That some sort of threat?
Oh! I'm hit!
- Oh, God! I'm hit! - Hold on, hold on, hold on!
- Get us out of here. - Minesweep!
This is Minesweep One! We are under attack.
Three clicks north of Al Jahra!
Hutton, get down!
This is Minesweeper One.
Lieutenant Harold Cooper. We are under fire.
Repeat... This is Lieutenant Harold Cooper, Minesweeper One.
We are under attack.
Hang on, Hutton. Hold on!
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Well, what do you think... great, right?
She has a lot of experience.
Yeah, all her references raved about her.
We're meeting this afternoon,
but I have a good feeling about her.
Looks like you found yourself a nanny.
Which is a huge relief.
I mean, it's impossible to find someone great.
Mm. I wouldn't know.
Have you reached out to her yet... to your daughter?
I haven't worked up the courage up yet.
You should just do it.
I put her through some dark times.
Have you noticed the men parked across the street
every day? Every night?
I thought so, but I wasn't sure.
They're there for my protection.
Yours? Why?
Who do you need protection from?
My mother.
No, that... that can't be true.
Just trust me. Whatever pushed you and your daughter apart,
it's nothing compared to what me and my mother have gone through.
Just call her.
I'm sure she'd appreciate it.
Would you appreciate it if your mother called you?
It doesn't matter. She's not going to.
- But if she did. - She won't.
My mother isn't like you.
You want a relationship with your daughter.
She doesn't.
Hey. What's going on?
We've done great work.
Important work.
Work we can be proud of.
I... think so, too.
I've made up my mind about Reddington's true identity.
I'm going to tell Main Justice.
And risk having them shut us down?
As I say,
we've done great work.
But does it really matter who he is?
To the job we're doing, I mean.
- Not to me. - It will to them.
Was there something you wanted?
Yeah. I, uh, wanted this afternoon off.
I found a nanny. Well, I-I think I did.
I'm meeting with her this afternoon.
I told you before... take whatever time you need.
About Reddington.
Have you already reached out to Main Justice?
Yes. I've set a meeting with Cynthia Panabaker.
Sir.
Uh, this just came in over SIPRNet.
- Odd, right? - What's odd about it?
It was sent from an unofficial CIA outpost... in Zahedan.
- You're sure this is correct? - I decoded it myself.
I need verification. Fingerprints, dog tags,
a photo... whatever they can send us right away.
Yes, sir. But... who is Daniel Hutton?
A man who died 30 years ago.
_
Visiting old ghosts?
I received some news today.
Daniel Hutton is alive.
- Well, that's not possible. - _
He walked out of the mountains of Southern Iran yesterday.
Found his way to a classified CIA outpost.
Daniel Hutton is dead, Harold.
- We both know that. - Do we?
Because it seems he's risen like Lazarus from the grave.
Hutton is reporting he's been kept prisoner
at multiple locations in the Middle East since 1989.
He escaped from captivity a week ago, asked for me by name.
CIA assets in Iran reached out to us directly.
They don't want anything to do with this.
He's asking for my help to get him out of the country,
or his captors will hunt him down and kill him.
Did you know? All this time?
Did I know what?
That he's alive?
While you held this over my head.
I gave you that so you could put the whole...
incident behind you,
not carry it like an albatross around your neck.
I believed, as you believed, that the man was dead
and that the issue of what happened there in Kuwait
- was resolved. - _
I won't look the other way again.
I've carried this secret for way too long.
I have to do something.
I suggest the utmost discretion.
To preserve flexibility.
What do you mean, flexibility?
It's Iran, Harold.
We can't just stroll through the front door.
We don't know what we're walking into.
So we keep it small.
No team.
Just you and I.
Until you look this man in the eyes.
Until you know for sure
what you plan to do.
I plan to do the right thing.
We'll soon find out, won't we?
It happened fast.
I remember Lieutenant Hutton getting hit.
I remember radioing and returning fire,
but they were everywhere.
I tried to keep him safe, but next thing I knew...
they had taken him.
He was gone.
Your actions were commendable, Lieutenant Cooper.
But I have to ask you about reports
that you and Lieutenant Hutton were seen having an argument
prior to these events.
- That never happened. - What never happened?
That you had words, or that they were argumentative?
- What are you doing? - What is this, Harold?
These are supposed to be med supplies.
- Close the crate. - Where's this going?
Who are you funding? Is it the Kurds?
You're smuggling cash over the border to Iraq
- to fund rebels... - I said close the crate.
We're here to help stabilize this region,
not bankroll some private, dirty little war.
Dan, I'm warning you... just close the crate.
I forgot how handsome you were back then, Harold.
And how loosely tethered to the facts.
You're one to talk about facts.
Aren't you, Mr. Koslov?
Ah! So Elizabeth finally told you.
She took longer than I thought she would.
Once word was out, I figured I was on borrowed time.
And I'm sure, knowing you as I do,
that you'll feel an obligation
to report this to the powers that be.
- I don't see a way around it. - If you do that, Harold,
they'll take the task force away from you.
It'll be the end of what you've built.
I'm sorry. It's my duty.
Mm.
Well, we're not finished just yet, are we?
You must admit, though, it's ironic.
Us jetting over there to protect your secret,
and you refusing to protect mine.
We're not "protecting" anything.
We're righting what was wrong.
Keep telling yourself that.
How do you even know about Hutton?
The real Reddington was there.
He was part of an oversight panel
and testified about it later.
But you're not him.
How do you know anything about it
if you weren't there?
I know because...
I know.
Because whoever I once was,
I am now and will continue to be Raymond Reddington.
Given where we're going, the real question is, who are you?
Are you the man in front of me
who I know to be good and decent?
Or are you the man from years ago
who got himself into this mess in the first place?
We'll be arriving shortly.
Farhad will meet us at the airstrip.
Do you think Hutton knows?
Do you think he has any idea
what part you played in what happened back then?
I don't think so.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked for me.
Let's hope not. Because if he does hold you responsible
and if he plans to tell the world,
then we'll have to shut him up.
- I'm not gonna do that. - No, I know.
I guess that's why I'm here.
I can work pretty crazy hours.
Oh, that's fine.
Some weekends, some traveling.
Honestly, whatever you need.
If it helps, I can stay here when you're gone
so Agnes can keep her routine.
I spoke to some of your references.
Is it true that you watched their kids and cooked?
Yes, I love to cook.
Oh, good, 'cause on my best day,
the best I can do is peanut butter and jelly and tuna fish.
You're busy. My job is to put time into areas you can't.
You have no idea how much I need that.
How much Agnes needs it.
I'd be lucky to do it.
Great. When can you start?
Farhad! You son of a cur.
It's been an awfully long time.
You look good, my friend.
And prosperous.
May Khodah in his infinite wisdom
keep the sanctions in place for as long as possible.
Of course, you remember Dembe.
And this is the associate of mine we spoke about.
You violated sanctions on Iran?
Sanctions have caused a certain amount of investment
in Iran to dry up. It's a barren garden.
I decided to water it.
At a healthy interest rate.
It's all the rage!
Despite my associate's reflexive flag waving,
he's a fine man in need of careful guidance
in and out of this CIA outpost
everyone pretends to know nothing about.
I've made the arrangements as discussed...
one of my best men to drive you
and a backup vehicle for protection.
This close to the border,
there are checkpoints all over the place.
They can be tricky.
Fortunately, the right bribes
can get a man where he needs to go.
I'll have a double Scotch waiting for you
when you get back.
You're not coming?
I've made a lot of trouble in Iran through the years.
Best not to have a sore thumb sticking out.
When we get to the checkpoint, don't speak.
Don't draw attention.
Just look out the windshield at the view.
They'll forget me the moment they see me.
These dog tags were the only thing he had on him.
You have a release?
You kidding? We don't exist.
We didn't invite this guy here,
and we sure as hell don't want him found here.
He's your problem now.
Hutton?
Harold?
Hey, is it really you?
It's me, Dan.
I've dreamt of this moment so many times.
I can't believe I'm looking at you.
I went to your funeral.
How did you survive?
I don't know.
They tortured me for...
I don't know how long,
traded me,
sold me for intel... different factions.
Do you remember anyone who had you?
Even for a short time?
There was an Iranian.
They called him The Simoon.
Everyone in the intelligence community has heard of him.
He's been a dangerous intel leak in the Middle East for years.
Name means "poison wind."
Everywhere he goes, people die.
The intel he's given to terrorist cells
has led to armed embassy raids in Pakistan,
a consulate bombing in Syria,
the death of countless U.S. citizens.
Dan, it's a miracle you're alive.
It's a miracle we're both alive.
I remember that day in Kuwait.
How did you survive that?
I'm not sure.
But you did, thank God.
Harold, the last time I saw you...
I want to apologize.
That's behind us now.
I was young.
What you saw was none of your business in the first place.
It's too late. I went to the Captain.
I'm not gonna be an accomplice
to whatever you got yourself involved with.
I told him everything I saw.
You told him about the money?
I did what I had to. You didn't leave me a choice.
You had a choice. The choice to do
exactly what I told you to do. Leave it alone.
I don't take my orders from you.
You have no idea how much worse you've made this, Hutton.
That some sort of threat?
Oh! I'm hit!
- Oh, God! I'm hit! - Hold on, hold on, hold on!
It all seems so unimportant now.
But I knew, sitting in captivity, despite what I did,
that you would come back for me.
You would never abandon me.
Because you're honorable.
That's what sustained me.
That if Harold Cooper survived that firefight,
he would come back for me, no matter what.
Minesweep! This is Minesweep One!
We are under attack. Under fire.
This is Lieutenant Harold Cooper, Minesweeper One.
We are under attack.
So when I finally escaped and I knew enough to get myself here,
I also knew there was only one person
that I could reach out to...
one person who would stop at nothing
to get me the rest of the way home.
And here you are...
to rescue me.
Dan.
I'm gonna get you home.
Thank you, my friend.
Thank you.
Taste a bit of allspice?
You're right.
For arthritis and libido.
Huh.
Whoever your friend's package is,
I assume the outpost wants to get rid of him.
I would assume as much.
But I'm sure the Revolutionary Guard would like to have him.
They'd find him sooner or later.
Well, time, for now, is on our side.
I think we may have a situation.
Have you heard from Harold?
No. But our scouts say
the route between him and the airstrip
is suddenly swarming with patrols.
Trouble?
How many extra men can you bring me?
I'm paying $3,000 a man now.
I'll double it. I need men who can shoot straight.
I'll make the call.
Ah.
Harold? You on your way?
Not quite. I've spoken with Hutton.
- There's been a development. - What kind?
Hutton told me the last person who held him in captivity
is a man known as The Simoon.
Harold, you got to get the hell out of there right now.
Why? What do you know?
The roads are swarming with patrols,
which means The Simoon is already on the scent.
You need to get back to the airstrip as fast as you can.
We'll have the engines running.
He's mobilized to find Hutton?
And he'll burn the city to find him.
I'm bringing on extra men.
We'll lock down the landing field.
You just get yourself there in one piece,
and I'll get us airborne.
We can be there in 30 minutes.
30 minutes. Go. Now.
That gives you 15.
Notify your men. Tell them to expect a fight.
It's gonna be a hell of a lot more difficult
getting out of town than it was getting in.
- Denora Mejia? - Yes?
Agent Kevin Thompson. This is Agent Ritter.
Can we talk?
It's about Elizabeth Keen.
I don't understand. But you're familiar with
- the name Raymond Reddington. - What does this have to do with...
Have you heard of him?
Of course. He's a wanted fugitive.
He's also Keen's father.
Open it.
That man is one of our agents.
He's staking out Keen's building.
Four years go, Reddington and Keen went on the run together.
She was on the FBI's Most Wanted list.
It says here her name is Masha Rostova.
It also says she's the daughter of a KGB agent.
A notorious KGB agent named Katarina Rostova.
The agent out front... He's not looking for Reddington.
He's looking for her.
As bad as he is, Rostova's worse.
The child you're being asked to care for is their granddaughter.
They're in Keen's life,
and if you take this job, they'll be in yours, as well.
Right.
I'm sorry.
I never meant to put anyone in danger.
We'll make it, Dan.
20 minutes, and we're in the air.
Yeah.
All seems too familiar.
Long ride, hostile territory.
Try and relax.
I can't go back, Harold.
Not another hole in the ground.
You're not going back.
Yeah, well, this guy, The Simoon,
if he comes after us...
maybe he can take you this time instead.
You answered the phone, so you're still alive.
Where are you?
We're approaching the checkpoint. Hang on.
_
- I don't like this. - What's wrong?
The policeman at the checkpoint...
He's carrying an H&K416.
That's pretty new.
- And expensive. - Too expensive for police.
Harold, you need to get the hell out of there right now.
We got a problem.
Harold. Harold, talk to me.
What happened?
Get the Post Office on the phone.
Harold!
Tell them I work for the United States government.
The FBI. We're here on official business.
They know who you are, Harold.
How could they possibly know that?
'Cause I told them.
Looks like The Simoon wants a word with you after all.
- Anything? - Nothing.
But Aram's on with Reddington now.
Okay, I've got eyes on the checkpoint.
The last thing I heard was men yelling in Farsi.
Lots of it. That was 13 minutes ago.
And if Harold was taken,
they may have put him in another vehicle.
This is about the SIPRNet cable. Daniel Hutton.
Got it. Okay, looks like they shoved him into a blue sedan.
All right, tracking from there, they headed northwest,
made their way to what looks like
some kind of old palace or estate outside Zahedan.
We should call the State Department.
No, there's no time for that.
They could start back-channel negotiations.
- I can do better. - What, better than the State Department?
Way better. And more importantly, faster.
We have one chance to get Harold out alive.
So listen carefully.
How quickly fates change.
Isn't that right, Harold?
What have you done?
What I had to do to survive.
Do you know how many different groups held me over the years?
The Kurds, the Iranians.
Couldn't keep track after a while.
So, tell me... How easy was it to sell me out?
- I never did that. - You left me for dead
because I found out you were illegally funding
- those same Kurds. - That is not what happened.
Because I blew the whistle.
I had no idea we were gonna be ambushed.
I heard you got the Navy Cross for your bravery that day.
But we know what really happened, don't we?
This is Minesweeper One, Lieutenant Harold Cooper.
We are under attack.
Hold on, Hutton. Hold on.
Hutton!
But we weren't ambushed, were we?
Your Kurdish pals came for me, not you.
Get your hands off me.
Harold?
- Cooper!
Cooper! Cooper!
Cooper!
Aah!
They traded me.
Sold me to their enemies
to fund their war.
Everyone may think
that you would never leave a brother to die,
but I know you'd never think twice.
You can believe what you want.
But I didn't plan the ambush, and I wanted to go after you.
Then why didn't you?
Was the ambush your idea?
- Mind your tone, Lieutenant. - Was Hutton captured to keep
- our arrangement a secret? - He threatened to expose the mission.
Get me on a plane back to Kuwait.
Lieutenant Hutton was executed by Kurdish rebels an hour ago.
You survived an ambush.
Fought valiantly.
I'm going to recommend you for the Navy Cross.
That'll put you on the fast track, Harold.
Any job you want.
Or you can raise a stink and throw it all away.
Either way, Hutton's still gonna be dead,
and the cash flow continues.
You had him executed.
I followed orders.
And if you're as smart as I think you are,
you will, too.
You were a traitor
treated like a patriot.
I was a patriot
treated like a traitor.
So that's what I became.
It's you.
You're The Simoon.
Pleasure to meet you.
Excuse me. Do you know how to get to the White House?
Sure. Spend a lot of money.
Good to know Reddington hasn't lost his sense of humor.
- I'm Ressler. - Campbell.
You know what we're supposed to do now?
Yeah. Find the Dungeon Master.
Didn't you see the sign?
- Yeah. It said "open." - Well, we're not.
Yeah, well, you are to us. Mr. Homan said so.
What the hell is this thing?
It's not a PlayStation, pal.
Let's see the case.
$200,000.
And a set of coordinates.
Mr. Homan said you'd know what to do with them.
I do.
Let's get the party started.
I know what to do.
Thank you very much.
What did we just pay for?
No idea.
And with Reddington, it's pointless to ask.
So, you work for him?
Reddington?
No, but he certainly thinks so.
Yeah, it's done. Whatever it is.
Splendid. Please thank Francesca for me.
And trust that as far as Harold is concerned,
we are now in the gifted hands of a master.
Time to storm the castle.
It's a heavily armed compound, and there is only five of us.
You're right. Even the Magnificent Seven had seven.
Slim chance of survival.
Impossible odds.
This'll be fun.
How could you do it?
The intel you gave Iran Mobile cost people's lives.
I held out for years.
Through beatings, in solitary, in cages.
Then I realized
no one was coming.
How could I do it...
Harold?
How could you?
You gave them access to Naval intelligence.
I did.
Then they upgraded the network,
and I got shut out.
After that, I interpreted data.
It was easy when I knew the players.
That gave me value.
But now the only player I know is you,
which is why you're here.
I won't cooperate with them.
Because it's the wrong thing to do.
The wrong thing.
You certainly know all about that.
By text, not by phone.
She quit via text.
That's unbelievable.
I know. I thought she was perfect.
- What are you gonna do? - Well, that's why I'm calling.
I am stuck at work, and Agnes is gonna be home soon.
I'm happy to help.
I'm so sorry about this.
Oh, don't be silly. I'd love to look after Agnes.
Really? Are you sure?
Of course. Take your time.
The longer you stay at the office,
the more time I'll have to spoil her rotten.
Thank you. You're a lifesaver. I don't know what happened.
Don't beat yourself up.
Sometimes people just aren't who they seem to be.
No way we are getting in there.
- Where's your faith? - I left my faith on the jet.
Let's go back and get it.
We breach in two minutes.
- Raymond, even with help... - It will be a bloodbath.
Yes, but not our blood.
So many of my prisoners, during torture,
they break down, beg for mercy.
But not you. Right, Harold?
Remember those cages I said they kept me in
those first few years?
You're in one.
I'll check back on you in a few decades.
For what it's worth, Dan...
I am sorry.
- 20 seconds. - This is a death sentence.
Farhad, you and your men to the south.
Dembe, you and I to the north.
They will kill us all.
Ready on your go.
We are not ready.
- 10... - I am not!
9, 8...
What the hell?
Here we go.
I won a rather high-stakes game
The Gathering" recently,
and I've called in my chits.
Wait, listen to this.
Listen.
That our cue, fellas. Let's go.
Not another step.
Looks like you have better friends than I did.
At least they tried to save you.
Raymond, I'm out of ammo.
_
Red!
What took you so long?
It's over, Dan.
No.
I won't let you leave me behind again.
If I can't trade you to the Iranians,
I'll trade you to your own people for a way out.
Harold!
Help me!
Please, help me, Harold.
Please.
Harold, please.
Cooper!
Cooper! Cooper!
Cooper! Aah!
I'm sorry, Harold.
You should've learned your lesson the first time.
Harold, you okay?
- I couldn't leave him again. - We have to go.
He isn't your burden anymore.
- Isn't he? - What is it you need, Harold?
A reminder that you're a good man, a moral man?
'Cause you didn't need to save Daniel Hutton to know that.
You just needed to look in a mirror.
What I did to him has followed me half my life.
And it's time to let it go.
Now come on! We need to move.
You did what you thought was right.
- Mm-hmm. - Put your safety on the line
for a man you thought was your friend.
He betrayed you, and now he's dead.
Your secret is safe.
If there was ever a reason to celebrate,
The Simoon is finished.
You helped yourself and your country.
Close the book.
Raise a glass.
How do you do it?
Wake up each morning content to live a lie?
How do you put on a face for the world?
I don't live a lie.
I may once have had another identity,
but that identity no longer exists.
I am exactly who I am.
And I can assure you,
I'm a far more interesting Raymond Reddington
than Raymond Reddington ever was.
And what about Ilya Koslov?
I've always believed who you are should define you,
not who you were.
And I don't know anyone
that should be more at peace with who they are than you.
Whatever decisions you make going forward...
I hope they grant you that peace.
Do you like contests? Because I love contests.
What kind of contest?
I was thinking a drawing contest.
I know you like princesses,
so I got a princess coloring book.
I bet you can't color a whole page
in, say, five minutes.
Do you think you can?
Then that's the contest.
Take this book and these pencils,
and you go into your room. In five minutes,
I'll come in and see if you've finished. Okay?
Mr. Reddington called in a drone strike.
From a gaming store.
I don't know how he did it... just that it saved my life.
Why were you there in the first place?
And why go with Reddington?
Other than that he can call in a drone strike
from a gaming store.
I went with Reddington because we have no authority in Iran.
And the reason I went was simple...
30 years ago, I thought a soldier in my unit
- had been killed. - Daniel Hutton.
The SIPRNet cable told you he was still alive.
Right. I went to try and bring him home,
and in the process, he died.
That's awful. Were you two close?
We were, once.
In many ways, he was instrumental
in shaping the person I am today.
Is your mind made up about what you're gonna tell her
about Reddington's identity?
It is.
It's made up about a lot of things.
Well, isn't this like finding four peas in a pod.
Is there a snowball's chance in hell
I'm gonna like anything y'all have to say?
I'd say... definitely not.
Mm.
Harold, to the Scotch.
You said you wanted to talk about Reddington.
So talk.
Reddington is...
He's not the person you think he is.
Okay. I'll bite.
Who is he?
He's a much better person than I gave him credit for.
I, on the other hand, am not.
Harold, you're not making any sense.
What is that?
A truth I should have told a long time ago.
Okay! Five minutes are up!
Ready or not, here I come!
You're giving the Navy Cross to The Simoon?
Putting it where it belongs.
He was a brave man.
I was a coward.
He refused to follow an illegal order.
I insisted on carrying it out.
I knew the payments weren't authorized,
that someone up the chain of command was breaking the rules.
They were higher on that chain than I was,
so I didn't ask any questions.
And I didn't stand with Hutton when he did.
I left him behind.
You were told he was dead.
I should've gone back to look for him, found him.
But I didn't.
And that turned him into The Simoon.
The Daniel Hutton I left behind that day deserves this.
If it had been you, you never would've betrayed your country.
He tried speaking truth to power,
and the powerful punished him for it...
and rewarded me for letting them.
I gave Panabaker the flash drive.
That won't wipe his slate clean.
I didn't do it for him.
I did it for me.
And I have you to thank for that.
You told me that people should be defined by who they are,
not by who they were.
The cover-up, the medal... They represent who I was.
A man willing to look the other way.
Who I am... who I hope to be...
is someone who takes responsibility for his actions.
So you're a truth-teller now.
Did you tell Panabaker the truth about me?
I did.
I told her your true identity.
Who you are, not who you were.
I told her you're Raymond Reddington.
I love it.
More importantly, Agnes loves it.
We had fun.
You really saved me today.
I told you before, I'm happy to help.
I still can't believe Denora bailed on me like that.
You'll find the right person.
And until you do, you can always count on me.
I think I'll be counting on you a lot.
Fun times with the urchin?
Productive times.
So what am I looking for?
Second photo. Top of the page.
Ilya Koslov. Who's he?
The one person who can tell me what I need to know.
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