That's how she's gonna prove to the world
that she's seizing control of his empire.
She's gonna kill him.
She's making a mistake.
I need to stop her!
This won't end well.
I can't do it.
That's all right.
I don't want to.
I understand.
No. No!
Raymond, we must. I'm sorry.
No! *
Stop! Stop!
Stop. I'm an FBI agent.
I'm in pursuit of a murder suspect.
- Get out of your car! I need your car! - Really?
Come on! Get out of the car!
Call the police! He just hijacked my car!
We have company.
It's Ressler.
Lose him.
He killed her!
I know what you wanna do.
He may not have pulled the trigger.
But she's dead because of him.
Yes, probably, but killing him will only make it worse.
Donald, listen to me.
You're in no condition to drive.
Don't do this.
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Hey.
Hard to believe it's been two years.
Feels like 200.
How's Agnes holding up?
Amazingly well.
She wants the anniversary to be a celebration
of Elizabeth's life, not a mourning of her death.
So that's what we're doing tonight.
You're welcome to join us.
Oh, I appreciate that, but I, uh,
just came in to see if I could get the morning off.
Take the day. I insist.
Thank you.
We've been going through photo albums recently
and found this.
Agnes wanted you to have it.
I'm around if you need me.
Shortness of breath. Decreased breath sounds.
Tracheal deviation. I think it's a tension pneumothorax.
And it looks like the area's already been damaged.
We need to do a needle decompression.
BP is 80 and dropping. Heart rate is 120.
Oxygen saturation is low.
Put him on a non-rebreather.
His lung is putting pressure on his heart.
He needs a chest tube now! Let's go, people!
I understand. I know the driver of the car he hit is in surgery
and you need to talk to him.
But he's my agent. He's hurt.
And I don't appreciate you going in there
and cuffing him like he's a common criminal.
You're surprisingly popular.
How's the woman I hit?
Better. Healing.
In time she should be fine.
"Should be." And this?
Am I free, or is this a stay of execution?
That depends on the outcome
of the Bureau's disciplinary committee hearing.
They're holding it as soon as you get out.
What they decide will go a long way in determining
whether the D.A. files charges or not.
- Do they know I was in pursuit? - They do.
And that you were DUI.
Reddington. Where is he?
Gone.
Disappeared without a trace. His lines are dead.
All major law-enforcement agencies
have been alerted, and nothing's come back.
It's only a matter of time before his immunity agreement
is revoked and the task force disbanded.
Good. Then we can start hunting him again.
Elizabeth had a will.
She designated me and Charlene as Agnes' legal guardians.
I think she'd want us to look forward, not back.
I'm gonna try to do that.
My hope is you can, too.
I've put in your discharge papers.
Your job now is to rest and do PT.
I'll see you in my office in a week.
In the meantime, I want to talk with you about pain management.
Oh, I'm good.
I know from your chart
that you had a dependency issue in the past.
I was an addict, yes.
But, uh, I don't plan on being one again.
And we'll do whatever we can to help you.
But you're going to be in pain for a while.
I'm fine.
Taking what I'm offering, the pills and the advice,
is better than the alternative, which is to wait
until in your suffering you find yourself on the street
looking to buy whatever you can.
You don't wanna give me those.
No, I don't.
But I can't let you walk out of here without them.
Do you have someone who can help you manage this?
Sure. Tons of people.
I'm prescribing oxycodone.
I just got off the phone with Rebecca Hagens,
head of the FBI disciplinary committee.
She's been sitting at your hearing for a half-hour.
She says you haven't shown up.
I encouraged her to give you the benefit of the doubt
after everything you've done for your country and allow for a little more time,
but I can only do so much.
Where are you?
I'm looking forward, not back.
Five minutes away? Ten?
You said this is what Keen would want.
What she'd want is for you to look forward to clearing your name.
Which you can still do if you can get there soon enough.
- I'm not going. - Donald.
- They'll take your badge. - They can have it.
I left it at my apartment, along with my service weapon.
So that's it? You're done?
Yeah, I am.
Look, if I stay, I'll hunt for him.
I'll become obsessed with him and her.
You've worked too hard to let it end this way.
Yeah, I have.
Donald, we can help you get through this.
We can help each other.
We're all struggling.
We need to be here for each other.
I know. I'm sorry.
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Hey, buddy. You gettin' on?
I don't got all day.
Hi, there.
Take a seat.
So what are we doin' today? A trim? Clean it up?
- Take it off. - You sure?
Looks like you've been growing it a while.
It's a real statement if you ask me.
Trust me. It's time.
- Hey. - Welcome to Liberty Falls.
Yeah, thanks. It seems like a nice little town.
Well, it's definitely... little.
- Room for tonight? - That should work. Yeah.
Mom! The craziest thing just happened!
Honey. I'm helping someone.
Captain Hook just captured Wendy and the other Lost Boys!
And he took them to the pirate ship.
But Peter Pan's asleep, so he doesn't know!
And they're gonna poison...
Theodore! I said not now.
You're gonna wanna hear this.
I know. And I will. In a minute. Okay?
Geez. Fine.
I'm sorry.
- He has a very active imagination. - It's all right.
He sometimes does his homework out here,
but he's usually quiet as a mouse.
It's really okay.
Uh, about that room... can I pay?
Yeah, sure. Uh, that'll be $45.
All right. Ah.
Room 5. Best room in the place.
It even has a pool view
if you're looking out the bathroom window.
Ah. I'd really like to get to my room.
Thank you.
Right. Of course.
Whiskey on ice. Hold the ice.
Thanks. Can I open a tab?
Why not? I'm easy.
I don't think you're allowed to say that anymore.
Maybe not where you come from, but around here,
people pride themselves on being behind the times.
This sounds like my kind of a place.
Believe me, this ain't nobody's kind of place.
Where are you from?
Hmm. Where the grass is greener.
Trust me, it's brown.
Soon as I can afford to, I'm heading to L.A.
Gonna be a makeup artist.
I got my own YouTube channel. You should check it out.
Wow. That was fast. Another one?
You know where I can get something a little, uh, stronger?
I-I try and stay away from that kind of stuff.
I got it. I'll take another one.
You're $75 all-in.
Well, uh,
keep the change.
Thanks.
Hey, there.
Vivian tells me you're looking for a hookup.
Well, Vivian's a very helpful lady.
Meet me in the back room.
Five minutes.
So...
What are you after?
Oh. Oxy, Norco.
I'm an equal-opportunity offender.
Isn't that a coincidence?
So are we.
"We"?
Look, come on. I'm not looking for any trouble.
It's a little late for that.
You're making this too easy, man!
Hey. He's got an iPhone, too.
Take everything.
You sure shine up like a new penny.
Where you off to? Somewhere special?
Something like that.
You all right, son?
You look like you've seen a ghost.
Not a ghost. Just...
Someone I used to know.
Are you okay, mister?
Oh, my God. What the hell are you doing, kid?
Um, well, I didn't want to touch a dead person with my hand.
Well, I'm not dead, so...
Why are you sleeping in the hallway?
Hey. You know your face is bleeding?
My mom has a first-aid kit in the office.
Oh, you got to be kidding me.
What?
They robbed me.
Who? Burglars? Pirates?
That's so cool!
You should call the cops, though. They can help.
Trust me, wherever the pirates took my stuff,
it's not coming back.
So it was pirates!
You know, I'm reading this book Peter Pan and...
I really gotta go, bud.
Are you sure you're okay?
I really think my mom can help you.
Look, I don't need your mom or a first-aid kit or a phone.
Look, I just... I need to be alone.
Understand?
I said get outta here!
What the hell do you think you're doing?
Um... getting ice.
You know what I'm talking about.
My kid said he found you passed out in the hallway.
Well, since you're here, I, uh...
I actually lost my key.
Hey. I wasn't really planning on entertaining, but...
Are you listening to anything that I'm saying?
What you did out there was not okay.
I don't want my son seeing stuff like that.
Look. No offense, lady, but this place isn't exactly the Ritz.
You know, I'm sure he's seen plenty of, uh, unsavory things.
At least most people keep to themselves.
What happened to you, anyway? You're a mess.
Look. I paid for my room. I'll keep to myself.
Are we done here?
Actually, you owe me for tonight.
I'm not sure if your son told you, but, uh, I got robbed.
And I'd love to pay you, but at the moment,
I've got nothing.
I'm sorry. Really.
But I can't let you stay if you can't pay.
Okay. I get it. All right.
I'll be out in half an hour.
Look. Willy down at Liberty Auto has been looking for someone
to help out around the garage.
Garage. As in, like, a mechanic?
More like a janitor.
Unless that's beneath you.
At this point, nothing's beneath me.
Then I suggest you go see him.
Okay. Great. Thanks. Um...
But do you know a doctor I could see?
- Shopping for someone special? - I am.
I'd love to help.
We have a beautiful selection of roses that just came in. Top of the line.
I'm actually looking for carnations.
Oh. Honey. I think we can do better.
If you ask me,
carnations are the sad flower of weddings past.
Well, sad or not, they're her favorite.
She always said that people underestimate their beauty.
Okay. Understood. Did you have a color in mind?
The pink and the red are both so lovely.
She likes the purple.
Ah!
Is she impulsive? Unpredictable?
If it's all the same to you, I'm in a bit of a hurry.
Of course. This'll just be a minute.
She's impulsive and unpredictable.
I'm... I'm the opposite.
I've been thinking about what I'm about to do for two years.
What am I gonna wear, what should I say.
Uh, didn't mean to be short with you.
I'm just a little nervous.
Well, it sounds like she is about the luckiest woman alive.
To have someone give so much thought and attention
to a moment like this.
You... You really see her.
And if she has no more sense than a titmouse,
she's gonna say yes.
Oh, this isn't... I'm not gonna, uh...
Is she expecting it? I hope not.
A proposal's so much better when it's a surprise.
Well, trust me. After everything that's happened in the past two years,
me just showing up is gonna be a huge surprise.
Well, looks like we're dealing with
a couple of broken ribs and a lacerated kidney.
Folks in this town sure know how to roll out the red carpet.
Then beat you over the head with it.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how much pain are you in?
I may look like that green smiley face,
but I feel like the red devil bawling his eyes out.
A while back, I got into a car accident.
Doc offered to prescribe me oxycodone,
but I turned him down.
I didn't wanna risk getting hooked.
So I gutted out the pain on Tylenol and rest.
Nearly killed me.
I'm not sure I could do that again.
I don't think you should.
But oxycodone is a powerful narcotic.
You have to be very careful not to overuse or abuse it.
But you seem to be, uh, more concerned about that than most,
so I'm comfortable writing you a prescription for it.
Janie will give you four pills to tide you over
till you can get to a pharmacy.
I appreciate that.
So, we got the break room, storage facility,
the office, and, of course, the garage floor.
My wife wants me to spruce the place up a bit.
And what Helen wants, Helen gets.
Which is where you come in.
I need someone to do basically all the crap
I don't wanna do.
Sweeping, mopping, toilets.
Dusting, unloading boxes, inventory.
That a '72 Chevy Nova? That thing's a beauty.
Do not bring Layla into this.
Oh. She's got a name, huh?
She sure does. Pain in my ass, though.
She's got potential.
Engine doesn't need to be rebuilt.
Suspension's solid. Everything else is surface rust.
You know cars?
I didn't have much of a choice.
I grew up watching my dad restore
anything he could get his hands on.
Spent my childhood scouring the Detroit junkyards with him.
A Detroit boy. That explains it.
Would be sacrilegious not to know your stuff.
Ah. To be honest, I wasn't looking for a job.
But I got robbed, I owe money on my room,
and, well, it's not like I got anywhere else to be.
Plus, I love cars, I know how to fix them,
and, well, at one time
I was told I was a pretty responsible guy.
Fair enough.
I'll tell you what.
You help me with Layla in addition to the other work,
and I'll pay you up front.
I've been trying to restore her for months,
and she's just stubborn as hell.
What do you say?
Sounds like a plan.
Hey. That should cover me till Wednesday.
So... it all worked out?
Sure did.
In fact, I even got a promotion.
I'm working on the cars now.
Thank you for your help. Really.
If there's something I can do to pay you back...
Theo. Get up. Theo. Now!
- What's going on? - It's him!
You want to pay me back? Don't let him find us.
Hey. You looking for a room?
I'm looking for these two.
I'm from downstate.
We got a tip she's working at a motel
along this stretch of highway.
What seems to be the problem?
The problem is that I can't find them.
No. Uh, I'm sorry.
What I mean is, uh, why are you looking for them?
What'd they do?
What happened to your face?
Put it somewhere it didn't belong?
The photo. Have you seen them?
I can't say that I have.
Hey, you need something else?
If you see them, give me a call.
Please. Don't ask.
Tell me who you are and why the police are looking for you.
I really don't want to talk about this.
And normally I wouldn't insist,
but I lied to a police officer for you.
I'm not a criminal if that's what you're worried about.
Well, you sure acted like one.
Come on. Why was he looking for you?
He's my husband.
Why are you running from him?
This is from when he threw me into our glass coffee table.
It shattered, and I ended up with 40 stitches.
Oh, and...
This was a fun one.
One morning, we got into a fight because I stayed out
later than expected with a girlfriend at dinner.
He threw a cup of coffee at me,
and it splashed all over my foot, giving me third-degree burns.
That's unforgivable.
And yet... I always forgave him.
He'd apologize after,
bring me flowers.
I always thought the next time would be different,
that I could help him be better.
If he'd stayed away from Theodore,
I probably would've stayed.
But once after a bad day at work
he came home and wanted it quiet at dinner.
Theodore was chatty,
asking all about this and that.
Being a normal kid.
And Shane just...
Snapped.
Backhanded him across the face.
He didn't even cry, he was so shocked.
We left the next morning and never looked back.
And you didn't go to the police
because he was the police.
Shane's a powerful man where we're from.
Everyone told me I couldn't just run from my problems,
but I didn't see another way out.
Hey. No judgment here.
I'm the poster child for running away from mine.
But if he's as bad as you say he is, he'll be back.
I just need to figure out our next move.
Gather up some cash so we can head out again.
Theodore's a really special kid.
With such an open heart.
I won't let anyone take that from him.
What a cool car!
Do these work?
Hey. Hey! Easy!
I'm sorry.
Where's your mom at, anyway?
Huh? What are you doing here?
I got bored, so I rode my bike.
Then you need to ride right back.
I can't. My tire broke.
Well, then we're gonna have to call your mom and have her come and get you.
Come on. I won't bother you.
Don't touch anything.
Yeah.
What do you mean, you...
All right.
Well, it looks like you're gonna be hanging out here for a while.
Hey, didn't I tell you not to touch anything?
I've always wanted one of these.
Well, I suggest you get one of your own.
Just so you know, I don't need a babysitter.
Good, 'cause your mother said you got to read
or do some homework.
I don't have any homework. And my book's at home.
And your bike tire's busted,
so you can't ride back and get it.
Great.
I know how to use a socket wrench. Please?
- I'll be your best friend. - Fine. Whatever.
We're not friends.
My mom doesn't let me drink soda.
Come on. Live a little.
I'm not even gonna ask what you're doing.
How do you know so much about cars?
I used to work on them with my dad.
You don't anymore?
No, no. My pops died a long time ago.
My dad died, too.
I thought that was your dad at the motel.
Who? Shane?
No. He's not my dad. He's my stepdad.
My real dad had a pulmonary embolism.
Whatever that means.
I'm sorry.
Sometimes I think I can still see him.
Like... at the grocery store or the park.
And for a second, I just forget.
And at night, I meet him at the place
between sleep and awake.
The what?
You know the place where you can still remember dreaming?
It's from Peter Pan!
You really like that book, don't you?
- Mmm-hmm. - I had a friend,
she used to read it to her daughter all the time.
She loved it.
Probably 'cause it's really good. Duh.
Anyway, I'd meet my dad at night,
and we'd go on adventures.
And they're the best adventures any two people could ever go on.
We climb mountains, explore new galaxies.
And it's awesome... even if it's in my head.
Everyone says I have to move on, but I don't know how to.
Can't you talk to your mom?
It would just make her worried.
She just wants me to be okay, so I pretend like I'm okay.
I'm really good at pretending.
Everyone is when they're hurt.
I mean, I certainly am.
You just pretend you're okay until one day, well, you are.
It just takes time.
At least that's what I keep telling myself.
Me too.
Uh-oh.
Thanks for lunch.
You and I have some things to talk about, mister.
In the car. Now.
- I can give you cash. - Oh, no. No, really.
- No. Let me. - It's on me.
Well, I'm sorry you had to watch him.
I promise it won't happen again.
Really, it's...
Turns out babysitting's not that bad after all.
Come on, Jokers.
Joker! Joker!
Whoa!
Whoo!
Aren't you gonna open the door?
I'm in the middle of something, kid. What's up?
I wanted to invite you to my birthday party.
It's on a Saturday.
In our room. 3:00 p.m. sharp.
It's also Peter Pan-themed.
You don't have to dress up or anything.
I really don't think I can make it.
- There's gonna be cake. - I can't.
Well, if you change your mind...
Look, I know you had fun at the garage,
but you're a kid and I'm an adult,
and like I said, we're not friends.
You're the only person I know here.
I think we're friends.
Trust me. You don't wanna be friends with someone like me.
All right? Bad things happen to people I get close to and...
I don't want that for you. Understand?
Hey. Uh...
I, uh...
I...
Oh, Jesus.
I'll just take a seat here.
And Dembe's an agent.
Aram walked away from a tech fortune.
Reddington shaved his head,
and his new lover's a shaman.
Park had a cancer scare
because I borrowed her urine for a drug test
and it came back with elevated hormone levels.
But I passed and got reinstated,
even though my old issue with the pain meds
is back for an encore performance
after I punctured this and broke that in a car crash
while I was trying to chase down
and kill Reddington right after you died.
So I'm working with him again.
We all are.
Because we think it's what you'd want.
FYI, he's just as insufferable as ever,
so if it's not what you want,
please, you feel free to tell me,
and I'll happily go back to being a mechanic.
Don't laugh.
That's exactly what I was doing for a while.
After everything fell apart.
After I fell apart.
Did I mention I fell apart? Yeah.
I hit rock bottom.
This little town called Liberty Falls.
I was... beat up and broke,
angry at myself and the world.
Then I got this job fixing this car.
I didn't know it at the time,
but that car wasn't the only thing I was fixing.
You got a minute?
Hold on. What's up?
I gotta call you back.
I mean, when I started, it was... it was broken.
Nothing about it worked. It was...
It was dead to the world.
But when I finished,
I looked at that car, I thought...
Well, I didn't think anything.
I just...
I felt something.
Something I hadn't felt in a long time.
I felt like I could feel...
Good.
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Make a wish.
Do I have to?
Well? What'd you wish for?
You're not supposed to tell.
Fair enough.
Should I cut you the first slice?
Sure.
You know,
it won't always be like this.
One day, whatever you wished for...
I know it'll come true.
I thought he'd come.
Oh, honey. He has a lot going on.
I'm sure he really wanted to be here.
If he really wanted to, he would have come.
I wish we never moved. I have no friends.
You don't let us go anywhere. I hate it here!
He came!
Teddy! Ha! That's not my name.
You don't need to be afraid of me, son.
I know your mom's been filling your head with a bunch of garbage.
So you'd really rather live in this dump than come home?
Pathetic. Even for you.
What are you doing here?
Can't I come see my wife?
I'm gonna call the cops. I really wouldn't do that.
Stop! Get out of here, son.
This is an adult conversation.
I'm not asking you again! Get out!
It's okay, sweetie.
I'll be okay. Go.
Hey, bud. Happy birthday. Sorry I'm late.
What's going on?
He found us! He's here!
Aah! Let go of me!
Oh! What the hell? You crazy bitch!
Now what are you gonna do?
Huh? Think you're gonna be able to pull that again?
You don't have it in you! You're weak!
Always have been!
Get away from her!
So that's what I've been up to.
I'd move every couple weeks.
To stay distracted,
keep from thinking about what happened,
keep from thinking about you.
I tried to mind my own business, but...
Yeah. You know me.
That wasn't always possible.
How are you doing?
I'm okay. Shaken up.
How's Theodore?
He finally fell asleep. Thank God.
We're waiting on the M.E.'s report, but from every indication
it's clear this was self-defense.
I told the officer about your husband,
and, uh, the story checks out.
Turns out he was pretty open about coming for you, how mad he was.
Agent Ressler also told us about what he'd done to you.
And with your permission, we'd like to reach out to county hospital
and just verify the extent of the injuries.
"Agent" Ressler?
Ex-agent.
Well, ex or not, this man is a decorated FBI agent.
- He had a distinguished career. - You don't say.
You were very lucky to have him in your corner when you did.
You're gonna need to sign a release
to give him the medical records.
Yeah, once we get them and the M.E.'s report,
we'll have everything we need.
Ma'am. Sir.
Why didn't you tell me anything?
It's a long story.
You were a decorated agent,
now you work in a small-town garage.
However long that story takes to tell, I'd like to hear it.
Well, I appreciate it,
but, uh, it's not a story I can tell.
Not yet, anyway.
I understand. Whenever you're ready.
I'm not who you think I am.
Maybe. But you're more than you think you are.
He was right. I was lucky to have you in my corner.
But... maybe you're lucky, too.
'Cause I'm in yours.
Look. I got a lot of luck. It's just... It's never good.
Then maybe it's about to change.
If you're looking for a fresh start, so am I.
Is it crazy to think we could look together?
It's not crazy.
It's just...
It's not something I can do right now.
Alone is hard.
You helped me confront my past.
Let me help you confront yours.
Mr. Ressler? Are you in there?
Mr. Ressler?
I know there are good people out there.
People I could connect with.
People I should connect with.
But I don't. I can't.
Not yet, anyway.
Theodore?
You were right. He was a bad guy.
No. I wasn't.
You were right.
You saw the good in him when I couldn't.
And he saved us.
If he's so good, then why'd he just walk away?
I know it might be hard for you to understand,
but he's in a lot of pain.
Do you think he'll ever come back?
Honestly?
I don't know.
I'm glad you're here with Tom.
I mean, I used to hate you, no offense,
but there's no point in denying it.
Still...
I'm happy you're not alone.
You know, I told Harold that I was coming tonight,
and he said that Agnes wants today to be
a celebration of your life, not a memory of your death.
Smart kid you two made.
Strong. Wise.
She's dealing in a way I still haven't figured out yet.
For now, I'm stuck in the place between sleep and awake...
The place where you can still remember dreaming.
Maybe we can meet there sometime...
Go on adventures together.
Climb mountains... explore galaxies.
I'd like that.
More than you could possibly know.
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