The Blacklist - Tenth Season

Excuse me. Sir?

Hey!

Hey, wait a minute! Can you stop?

I need to talk to you!

So, how'd we look? Pass inspection?

Flying colors. No infractions.

All right. So we're good to go?

I gotta start loading if we're gonna make our departure.

Gotta lotta chop out there today.

Always feel bad for the schmuck who's gotta clean the head

after a bumpy ride.

You go ahead and get those people on board.

Wouldn't want anyone to miss the ferry.

I brought some treats for Agnes.

You'll never guess where I got them.

The New Jersey Turnpike.

A diabolically inhumane

and utterly demoralizing length of road

that surprisingly strings together

an intriguing collection of, eh, travel plazas.

Rest stops.

Each of which is named after a historical dead person

somehow associated with Jersey,

from Walt Whitman,

who frankly, I would associate more with New York...

To Vince Lombardi, who I believe everyone

would associate with Green Bay, Wisconsin.

They have gummy snakes three feet long.

You drove yourself from New York this morning

to tour the New Jersey rest stops?

Last night, but yes.

It was a welcome addition to the itinerary.

I had an early meeting about a construction project.

But I'm finding I prefer being under my own steam.

On the way back, I'm stopping for a ride

on the tallest roller coaster in North America.

I'm scared to death.

I was sorry to hear about Robert Vesco.

I know you two were close.

Too close, I'm afraid.

Robert was fond of saying

that he taught me everything I know.

But he didn't ever really know the half of who or what I am.

It was a terrible mistake

bringing him deeper into my world.

And, tragically, he was the one to pay the price for it.

He did save Dembe's life.

Yes, he did do that.

And that's a fine legacy.

But I'll miss him, and it's entirely my fault.

Usually is.

How is Dembe feeling?

He's back to work. I told him he could take more time.

But the FBI doctors cleared him,

and he said he'd rather work than not.

Excuse me.

Good morning.

Turn on the local news, Harold.

But why am I only hearing about this now?

- As details continue to emerge... - I see.

I'll follow up with you about this later.

My God. What happened?

Alban Veseli happened.

The Freelancer?

You think he's responsible for this?

After Wujing broke Veseli out of custody,

I told my associate to put his invisible army

of service industry troops on alert.

A deckhand working on a tender ship by the piers

reported seeing a man matching Veseli's description

near the ferry terminal...

hours ago.

I'm only sorry the tip didn't come in sooner.

Here's someone who needs no introduction...

The Freelancer, AKA Alban Veseli.

We've seen how Veseli hides the identity

of assassination targets

by taking them out in large-scale disasters.

Sacrificing dozens or even hundreds of lives

to kill a single individual.

NTSB is reporting 35 passengers and 7 crew members dead

in Baltimore Harbor this morning.

We've already taken this guy out, twice.

What's it gonna take for us to keep him down?

Reddington believes this event is tied

directly to Wujing's plan

to expose the task force's connection to him.

That would explain why Wujing went to extreme lengths

to break Veseli out of custody.

Who was The Freelancer targeting by sinking that ferry?

And how does the death of that target help Wujing?

What's his end game here?

These are questions we need to answer.

Do we have any leads on the target?

I sent you all copies of the passenger manifest

and pulled a few notable victims

that have been identified already.

David Broderick, South Baltimore city council.

Sarah Miller, on parole for counterfeiting.

And Wade Han, over a dozen arrests

for weapons trafficking and assault.

Do any of these people have a connection to Reddington?

I don't recognize any of them.

Or anyone else on the passenger manifest.

Agent Malik, keep digging into possible targets.

Ressler, Dembe, head to the docks.

Look for anything that might help us find Veseli.

I'll notify the NTSB that you're on your way.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Hey, how you doing? FBI.

Thank you.

Are you okay, ma'am?

Did you know someone on board?

Uh, Joanie Wilson, my daughter.

She commutes on the ferry. She's not answering her phone.

There's a Red Cross volunteer inside.

They're handling all inquiries for concerned family members.

Oh, thank you.

Show some courtesy and respect.

There are people here in pain.

Sorry, man. My bad.

It's too early to determine exact cause.

But before the ferry went down,

the captain reported a loud noise

from a rupture in the engine room.

It may have jeopardized the integrity of the hull.

What's the likelihood of something like that ever happening?

I don't know. We'll know more after the investigation.

There is something weird, though.

I'm all ears.

According to the terminal manager,

the ship received a clean safety inspection

from a marine inspector for the Coast Guard.

Would that inspector have access to the engine room?

Yeah, sure.

The engine room's one of the primary areas of focus

when it comes to safety.

Nobody else by the waterline, got it?

Keep the dock clear.

We still have bodies in the water.

Excuse me, sir. Can we speak with you?

We're with the FBI.

Of course, whatever you need.

NTSB said you're the one who dealt

with the Coast Guard inspector this morning.

Was there an inspection scheduled for today?

Well, no. But that's not unusual.

Coast Guard inspections are usually a surprise.

Did anyone accompany the inspector

- while he was on the ferry? - There's no need.

They know their way around the vessels.

So he was alone in the engine room.

I guess. Unless there were crew members present.

Why? What are you thinking?

Was this the guy you met with?

Yeah, that's him.

Where exactly did you speak with him? On board?

No. Right on the dock.

He was throwing away his gloves.

Thank you.

Hey.

Oof!

Some kind of chemical on this.

We gotta get this analyzed. Fast.

Our forensics team is already overloaded

with all the evidence coming in from the ferry and the victims.

You know who we could call?

What about Reddington's pal? What was his name? Harry?

Herbie. He came through in the past.

And he was quick.

As long as there's no foosball tournament.

- Foosball? - I'll tell you about it later.

Let me get in touch with Cooper,

see if he can't approve Herbie coming in today.

We gotta get this analyzed immediately.

...marine tragedy.

43 passengers and crew

have been confirmed dead at this time,

with several still unaccounted for.

Wujing is very pleased.

Well, he's gonna love what I have planned next.

Gracias. Gracias.

- Papi, get the door. - Ay.

- Raymond! - Hello, Rogelio.

Oh, I'm interrupting, lo siento.

No, no, no, of course not. It's an honor to have you.

You've got quite the operation going here.

After so many years of washing sheets,

I saw some room for improvement.

Oh, feel this.

Soft as a lamb, durable too, like nothing else on the market.

Oh, my. That is nice.

You must be putting in a tremendous amount of time

and effort into this project.

Mm-hmm.

That explains it.

Explains what?

I needed you to reach out to me

the moment Alban Veseli was spotted.

But I didn't hear from you