The Blacklist

Previously on The Blacklist...

You know his identity.

I do.

I know you're Ilya.

Who told you this? Dom.

It worked.

Hello, Ilya.

Been a long time.

My nanny.

You put your granddaughter in harm's way.

You lied your way into my life.

Maddy Tolliver, your new neighbor.

You shot your father.

You've caused pain and suffering

for everyone I've ever cared about.

Give me one good reason I shouldn't end this right now.

You already know the reason, Masha.

I'm your mother.

She told me you lied to me about who Reddington is.

It's over. She's dead.

Gunned down in the street less than an hour ago.

Raymond!

I think we need to look at this event as a wake-up call, Raymond.

Maybe you can get him to listen to reason.

His life depends on it.

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Where are you now? On my way to you.

Where are you specifically?

New York. But I'll be there.

You haven't left? Are you insane?

Even I'm hearing about people who want to put bullets in your back.

If you want my services, you get to D.C. and now.

D.C., I know. The chess shop. I'll be there at 9:00 tonight.

You'll never clear the airport.

I'm not going through the airport.

I contracted transport. Just be ready.

Passports, new names, everything we talked about.

No. No, wait, please!

(GUNFIRE, SPECTATORS SCREAMING)

Mr. Merwin, what's going on?

NYPD!

Drop your weapons!

Mr. Merwin, what's happening? Mr. Merwin?

(ENGINE REVS, TIRES SCREECH)

Mr. Merwin, hello?

Talk to me. What the hell is going on?

9:00 tonight, the chess shop. Just be there.

No phones. No talking.

What's in the briefcase?

Protection. From my clients.

It's what's keeping me alive.

Yeah. Well, now you have us.

**

What would I even say to you if I could?

I don't care who Reddington is, his secret,

the one you lied to me about.

But the people who've died to keep the secret...

Tom, Mr. Kaplan...

I did care about them.

I loved them.

And when they died, a part of me died with them.

A good part here, a kind part there.

Until, after seven years,

I'm not sure what parts are left.

That's what Elizabeth Keen was going to say to her grandfather.

But she didn't get the chance to because, like all of you...

Our lives were put on hold because of the coronavirus.

Back in March, we shut down production

halfway through filming this episode.

I remember I was wearing gloves between takes,

and then right before we yelled "action," I would take them off.

Things were getting scary.

And, eventually, we finally did shut down.

The entire city shut down.

But I thought it might be for a few weeks, a month, even.

We might finish the episode.

And then it soon came to our attention

that we weren't coming back at all.

But, since then, with the help

of people working remotely from their homes in cities...

All the way from Los Angeles to London, using our imaginations...

We've been able to complete the episode,

an unusual solution for a trying time.

Keep your distance. Only go out when you have to.

And, um, make sure you tell those that you love,

you love them.

I love you.

I know I speak for everyone on the show

when I tell you that we hope that you are healthy and safe.

And we hope that we get to see you

on the other side of this very soon.

So, I can't wait to see it.

I can't wait to see what is now

the season finale of season seven.

And now back to Agent Keen, as she imagines...

Telling her grandfather that...

I feel like a series of lights have been turned off

and I'm standing at the edge of this darkness

and that if I take one step closer to it,

if I lose one more good part of me,

I'll be...

Transformed.

Your grandfather is doing better.

Please, tell me.

We've been reducing the sedation

and monitoring his brain activity.

Serial EEGs show the seizures are decreasing.

His body is starting to regulate the flow of oxygen on its own.

If you and Mr. Reddington approve,

I'd like to suggest we try and bring him out of the coma.

You think it's time? I think we need to be cautious,

but there's a chance we could have him talking soon.

That would be nice.

Wouldn't it?

**

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Talk to me. Whoa. Wait.

Yesterday, you were outside my house.

The day before, you were outside my daughter's school.

You're following me...

For her.

Take me to her. Come on.

Dom is off-limits. Thank you, Simms.

Did you hear me? Stay away from him.

And stop following me.

You gave me your orders. Now I'll give you mine.

Don't pick Dom over me.

Knowing what he did... What he did?

You put him in a coma.

Because he stole my life.

He trained me, and then he betrayed me.

I want my life back.

He won't give it to me.

After Koslov, the interrogation,

when you went away... I went in search of answers,

and I found some...

Why the Townsend Directive is after me.

Tell me.

Are you on my side?

I'm your daughter.

But are you on my side?

You know, you say you want answers. Well, so do I.

When you're ready to tell me yours, let me know.

Until then, we've got nothing to talk about.

And stop following me.

Do you think she knows?

That her beloved mother is alive?

I'd have to say yes.

Which may mean she has taken Elizabeth

into her confidence.

Which means Elizabeth cannot be in yours.

Are you all right? It's a beautiful day.

You and I are playing well with each other.

And I have a case for you.

What do you know about the killings this morning in New York?

I know four people were left dead, including two cops.

New York Field Office says it was a botched hit.

On an accountant for criminals.

He survived and escaped.

The accountant? His name is Frank Merwin.

You want us to find an accountant?

No. I want you to find the men

who facilitated the accountant's escape...

The Kazanjian brothers.

They provide security to criminals.

They're ruthless and entirely indifferent

to the carnage they leave behind.

Even the whisper of a contract with the Kazanjians

can deter those with a vested interest

from attempting to intervene.

And you're interested in these criminal escorts because...

Because apprehending the Kazanjian brothers

will take two bloodthirsty killers off the streets

while pointing the FBI to the last-known whereabouts

of any number of wanted fugitives.

That's why the Task Force should take the case,

not why you're giving it to us.

The Kazanjian brothers... Would you care to hear more?

Pasha and Nshan Kazanjian.

Conceived and born in prison,

the only children of a female inmate

held at the infamous Perm-36 labor camp.

Taken from their mother

and placed in a state-run orphanage

but raised on the street.

Today, they make their living as muscle for hire.

Muscle... Like they're what, bodyguards for bad guys?

Yes. Only these bodyguards kill to protect their clients.

A missing Indian crime boss, an exiled Thai politician,

an accountant who hides millions for criminals,

all contracted by the Kazanjian brothers.

According to Reddington, the bloodshed in New York this morning was in service

of protecting their newest client Frank Merwin.

Merwin is an MIT graduate with degrees

in quantitative economics and financial mathematics.

He's a forensic accountant who moves money for criminals

and criminal syndicates around the world.

Merwin's on the Bureau's radar,

but we've never made the case.