The Blacklist s10e10 Episode Script

The Postman (No. 173)

[WHISPERING] They're coming for you.
Get out.
Hey, Lu.
They look serious, Lu.
You wanna
[GUARD] Down on the ground!
I'm going to meetings every day.
And between that and our
one-on-ones, I'm doing better.
- And work's been good?
- Sure.
You know. You work for Uncle Sam, too.
Keeping the ol' republic afloat
isn't exactly, uh, therapeutic.
- But my My coworkers are supportive,
keep telling me how good I look.
You do. I wasn't lying.
Ah, it just makes me realize
how busted I was before.
Hey, I was a wreck
at your point in recovery.
I hadn't even shaved yet.
There's gonna be some tough days ahead.
I'm not trying to freak you out.
Just preparing you.
No, I-I know. I know.
But right now, I'm just
really happy to be back
in the world of the living.
- Oh.
- Thank you.
- Ah, the nation calls.
- I'll see you soon?
- Yeah.
We'll meet here, uh, day after tomorrow.
But you call me
if you need anything, okay?
Yeah, sure.
[AGNES] See? So, here, me and my friends
are all little crew mates
on this spaceship together,
- and we're all running around
just completing different tasks.
Except one of us
is secretly an imposter.
Sabotaging the mission.
This is ingenious.
Mmm-hmm. But Madison
totally sold me out last game.
Agnes, your ride.
Bye, Pinkie.
Bye, Pops.
Remember when foursquare and tetherball
were the pinnacle of playtime?
Now they have virtual spaceships.
Oh, for goodness' sake, Harold.
You're angry. I understand.
You murdered Wujing and
Zhang Wei in the Post Office.
You brought an army there.
You used a stolen NSA tool
to delete government records.
Well, when you put it like that
"Angry" doesn't begin to cover it.
I understand.
What you've done, Raymond
I would do again in a heartbeat.
[COOPER] We hunted Wujing for months.
At a steep cost to the U.S. government.
We put people's lives on the line.
And the FBI has nothing to show for it,
- save for a few minor arrests.
- Uh-huh.
We are not a hit squad!
Wujing, Zhang Wei,
Alban Veseli, all dead.
Perillos is gone, I assume dead.
Bo Chang is in the wind.
- Right.
- This won't end here.
An official investigation
hasn't come down
from Main Justice yet, but when it does,
how do I explain to them
why this task force
should continue to exist?
There's never been a fixed paradigm
for how we operate, Harold.
What the task force was on its first day
was different than
what it was on its second.
Or third or tenth.
And different from what it is today.
All I can say is
the danger that Marvin Gerard unleashed,
it's done.
Criminals are dead.
My connection to the FBI
has been erased.
As we've changed course
many times before,
we're changing course again.
It is what it is.
That's what I tell
the Department of Justice?
Cynthia Panabaker? Congress?
"It is what it is"?
[CHUCKLING] I don't know
what to tell you, Harold.
If you choose not to continue with me,
I understand.
But if you wish to carry on,
keep everyone working
I have a case.
This situation will not
just go away, Raymond.
Okay, well, tomorrow
can worry about itself.
But this morning,
there was a horrific shooting
at the Sussex State Prison in Virginia.
A leader of El Calavera crime syndicate
took down three rival gang members
and a couple of unlucky bystanders,
one of them a guard.
The prisoner had a gun?
A Glock. Automatic.
My associate Paulie Diamond
was shot in the hip.
Decent thief. Fantastic chess player.
We played through the mail for years.
Now the fate of my bishop is in limbo.
How does a prisoner
get an automatic pistol?
The authorities don't seem to know.
It didn't come in through
the usual pipelines.
I believe it to be
the work of The Postman.
I already regret this. But who is that?
I'm thrilled you asked.
He's a smuggler of prison contraband.
In a very short time,
he's almost completely dominated
in the Mid-Atlantic market.
We crossed the globe
trying to stop Wujing.
Now you want us to hunt down
a local black-market courier?
What's the angle, Reddington?
The angle is he's rising fast,
spilling blood, making headlines.
If you are so anxious
to prove your worth
to the Department of Justice,
deliver The Postman now,
before he goes national.
"The Postman." Does he have a real name?
I believe his birth name
is Lawrence Nelson.
I maintain we can still
do good work together, Harold.
And it can start with bringing
Lawrence Nelson to justice.
Today, we'll be determining the verdict
of the State of Maryland
vs. Lawrence Nelson.
We'll begin by taking
a preliminary, anonymous vote
to see where we all stand.
It's been a long trial.
Hopefully we can be efficient
in our deliberation.
I knew kids growing up
like Lawrence Nelson.
I don't think there's much to discuss.
I've been praying.
His soul will find salvation in jail.
I know it.
Um, we have 11 votes for "guilty"
and one vote for "not guilty."
Who in the hell thinks
that kid's innocent?
We can keep it anonymous
for the time being.
N-No, I'd love to know 'cause they sure
weren't sitting in
the same courtroom as I was.
Perhaps they're confused or asleep.
- Sir!
- It's okay.
I voted "not guilty."
Well, thank you for being
for being forthcoming,
um, Juror Number
My name's Harold Cooper.
[COOPER] Prisoners call him
"The Postman."
Served 25 years in a Maryland prison
starting at 18 years old.
Was released five years ago
on good behavior,
then he vanished.
No one's seen him, including his P.O.
Twenty-five years. Why?
[COOPER] First-degree murder.
He shot his manager at their workplace,
a convenience store in Baltimore.
I'm sorry, but w-we're gonna
hunt down the local kingpin
of prison contraband because what,
he injured one of Reddington's cronies?
What about the people
that Reddington killed
in this very room just last week?
Reddington's actions
with respect to Wujing
were frustrating, I know.
They will be dealt with in due time.
Look, I'm not losing sleep
over the loss of evil men,
but Reddington told us a pack of lies.
Why should we believe him
that the Postman is even
worthy of our attention?
Because Larry Nelson's a dangerous man.
And that doesn't come from Reddington.
That comes from me.
In Pennsylvania, Nelson outfitted
an entire cellblock with Wi-Fi routers,
allowing imprisoned cartel
members to complete drug deals
from the comfort of their prison cell.
And this morning, five men at Sussex
were shot by Lu Fernan,
the leader of the La Calavera
crime syndicate.
Not only is Nelson making life
more dangerous inside prisons,
that danger is spilling out
to the rest of the world,
- and we have no
Hey, sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Hi. It's me. Hello.
Um, did I miss anything?
What did I miss?
Just your first morning of
your trial employment period.
Is he videoconferencing from home?
You can do that?
Sue's got some sort of stomach bug.
Um, we We gave her
this new brand of peaches.
Maybe that was it, but, oh
Whatever's coming out of her
is not peach-colored.
[COOPER] Herbie,
I would recommend fluids
and a call to your
pediatrician's office.
In the meantime, Malik and Ressler
are about to roll out
to Sussex State Prison.
Dembe will get you
up to speed as to why.
[RESSLER] So, how did you
get the weapon inside?
We know it wasn't a guard.
You could grease every palm
from here to Rikers,
and a guard wouldn't walk into
a cellblock and hand over a gun.
It must've been a little bird.
Hmm. Maybe it was the Postman.
Didn't think I'd hear that name.
Tell us how you two communicate.
Or what? You gonna lock me up
for a long time?
I rat on that guy,
and he's gonna put a
A grenade in my soup or
a rattlesnake under my pillow.
He can get anything to anyone
for the right price.
So you're afraid of him.
Wouldn't you be?
I got a syndicate to run from
inside this prison here, okay?
Best of luck.
[EUGENE] The compound isn't pure enough.
To get this right,
I need one more delivery.
Eugene. Ever the perfectionist.
Shouldn't you be in bed?
Lights out, 9:00 p.m.
I need more product.
I'll send Rudolph. Tomorrow.
I'll oversee it myself.
[MAN] Let's get a move on!
[RESSLER] We interviewed
inmates at three of the prisons
where Reddington believes
the Postman operates.
No one will talk.
So no leads on the Postman's
mysterious delivery network?
Sussex transferred us a
huge cache of security footage,
but it's gonna take manpower
to get through.
I'm going to assign the task to Herbie.
Good. Do we have any
other avenues to pursue?
Yeah, Lu Fernan clearly has confederates
working for him on the outside,
and one of them
must've paid for that gun,
so we checked his log of visitors
And it turns out
Fernan's brother moved $10,000
just three days before the attack.
[SIYA] The payment went
to a shell company
which has an account at
Acordia Bank in New Jersey.
It's a regional outfit.
We've contacted them,
but they've been very cold.
I'll reach out to Reddington.
He may be able to warm them up.
[REDDINGTON] Apologies
for the missed call.
I just returned to the creature
comforts of the Big Apple.
Anything urgent?
Yes. Do you know anyone
at Acordia Bank in New Jersey?
Lawrence Nelson may
have an account there.
Ah. I'm glad you judged him
a worthy target, Harold.
I'll darken some doorways,
see what I find.
Is everything alright?
You sound a little distracted.
It's just that someone from my past
has suddenly popped out of the woodwork.
Ghosts like to do that, don't they?
Pop out of the woodwork.
I hope it's a friendly one.
This one's definitely not that.
- Let us know about the bank.
I'm not saying he's innocent.
I'm just unconvinced of his guilt.
You're honestly claiming
reasonable doubt?
I don't know. That's why we're here.
Okay, fine. Can we establish
the facts we all can agree on?
- Sure.
- So, this young kid, Larry,
he's on trial for murdering his manager
at the convenience store
where he worked.
A day before the murder, she fired him.
- You agree?
- Yes.
The following night,
she was found dead in her car.
She was parked outside the store.
One shot to the head.
Cash stolen from her wallet
and Nelson's DNA on the purse.
So we have motive, we have evidence.
But DNA testing is still quite
a new forensics technique.
[FUROR FOUR] It's not that complicated.
There's either DNA or there's not.
It's not complicated
because you want to go home.
Okay. What about this?
Two days ago, his girlfriend
swore on a Bible,
took the stand,
and told us that Lawrence Nelson
privately confessed to the murder.
- How do you explain that?
- He is insistent
that conversation
never happened with her.
And he's obviously lying!
We don't need to sit around
talking for hours to figure that out.
I'm sorry, but I won't
destroy this kid's life
because I'm in a hurry.
Let's start from the beginning.
Can we see the diagram
of the crime scene again?
Sorry, sir. We're closed.
Yes, Benny, I'm aware.
That's why I'm here now.
I'm in search of information
regarding one of your
personal banking clients.
Lawrence Nelson.
And who are you exactly?
Perhaps a new friend.
My name is Raymond Reddington.
Benny, your colleagues left ages ago,
and you're here, what, watching golf?
Why aren't you at home?
I like the peace and quiet,
which you are currently disturbing.
I can only imagine.
My heart goes out to you, Benny.
You and your Erica yeah
only just got married last year?
I bet it hasn't been easy
with your elderly mother-in-law
moving in, has it?
And Laurel's quite
a piece of work, isn't she?
- How do you know?
- Now, I happen to be
very close associates
with Rick Bruckner.
Do you know Rick?
Along with a hefty portfolio
of rehabilitation
and retirement facilities,
Rick also happens to own
the Golden Glen Assisted Living Home.
I'm sure you've done your research,
and you know it's a very exclusive,
very expensive place.
I tell Rick all the time
he's running a racket.
He and I used to bet
on the horses in Dubai.
Truth be told, I fronted Rick
some spending money
after he lost quite a bundle
to the Sultan of Sharjah.
But I know for a fact
Rick would happily find a spot
for Laurel at Golden Glen
at a much reduced rate if I
were to ask on your behalf.
And I can assure you,
Laurel will be so comfortable.
Benny. Are you following?
Laurel's moving to Dubai?
Oh, dear.
Hey. Stop. What What are you doing?
Honestly, friendship has its limits.
Now, give me your records
pertaining to Lawrence Nelson,
or I'm gonna blow out your kneecap.
Hey. Come in. Come on in.
Sue's asleep. She's feeling much better.
Uh, PB&J, bananas and mayo,
or roast beef? It's halal.
[CHUCKLES] Thank you, Herbie.
Where's the rest of the gang?
I made enough for everyone.
Raymond assessed Nelson's
financial transactions
and ID'd someone who works for him,
so Malik and Ressler are
following up on that lead.
Okay, well, then I guess
I'll make this snappy,
if you want to just come over here.
So, I've been eyeballs-deep
analyzing the security footage
from outside Lu Fernan's prison cell.
We know that Tuesday night
his cell was searched,
because that's protocol,
and they found zilch.
And the shooting took place
the next morning, correct?
Right. So the question is
how'd he get the gun
if he never left his cell?
- I don't know.
- That's the thing.
It's not what you see.
It's what you hear.
Sussex records audio
on their CCTV cameras,
so I listened to the night
leading up to the shooting
over and over.
I isolated and enhanced sound
using a piece of audio software,
and listen to this.
What was that?
A power line? A very big fly?
- Close. Watch.
A drone.
He's using drones.
Yep. The Postman is using drones.
[DEMBE] And no guards saw it?
[HERBIE] Based on that audio,
the one he's flying
is incredibly quiet, likely custom-made.
Really cool.
But bad. Cool and bad.
I would think that prisons
have gotten wise
to this type of smuggling,
but a drone like the one he designed,
that quiet, that would be
really hard to detect.
And I would bet you
a roast-beef sandwich
that if you went to
Lu Fernan's prison cell,
you would see that his
window's been tampered with.
Steady. Steady.
This is one delivery
we cannot afford to drop.
Thanks for coming in
to speak with us, Gina.
The four federal agents
who showed up on my doorstep
didn't give me the impression
I had a choice.
Hmm. So what can you tell me
about Lawrence Nelson?
I never met a Lawrence Nelson.
Two days ago, an inmate shot up a prison
with an automatic pistol.
Now, we traced the payment
for that pistol
to a bank account belonging to Nelson.
Now, there are multiple payments
directly from his
bank account into yours.
Hi, Gina.
We actually have Nelson in custody.
She might as well know.
Nelson just told us
that you run the operation,
that you communicate with the prisoners
and operate the drones
and that you call yourself
"The Postman."
The who? What are you talking about?
Smuggling contraband.
With drones?
I don't know the first thing
about drones.
Look. I wasn't lying to you.
I do business with Larry Nelson,
but I've never met him.
Hmm. Clever.
So what kind of business
do you do with Nelson?
Look. You're smart enough
to know how this goes.
You give us something about Nelson,
we do something for you.
Simple as that.
I buy stuff.
He tells me, I buy it.
I was sourcing counterfeit bags
when he recruited me.
Hermes. Louis Vuitton.
But for him, the things I sourced
are much more varied.
Drugs, weapons, high-tech toys.
A beautiful ukulele once.
I never knew what it was all for.
I never asked.
I was just a middleman.
I'm sure there are others.
So how would you get it to him?
He'd send me contraband
requests with drop locations.
Different places every time.
And you never wondered
what these items were for?
For what he was paying me,
no, I never wondered.
Or cared.
He had so many requests
that I started getting
other people in the bag world
to help me.
We all agreed that
it's way more interesting
to track down a gun
than a Chanel quilted mini.
But the items he's been
ordering recently? Strange.
Strange in what way?
Like, scientific.
I've been getting chemistry
equipment and chemicals.
Things I have to go to labs for.
I can't pronounce half of it.
I can show you, if you want.
Oh, we insist.
[COOPER] Thank you for agreeing
to meet with me, Warden.
My team is deep into an investigation
of a former inmate of yours.
Right. Lawrence Nelson.
Waiting on getting his case files,
but I wanted to talk to
somebody who remembered him.
Couldn't forget that kid if I tried.
Lawrence Nelson was bright, hardworking.
Was transferred here from a pretty tough
high-security prison for good behavior.
That must've helped him
in front of the parole board.
Oh, yeah. So did his associate's degree.
He earned it in electrical
engineering while he was here.
Why did he choose that field?
He was inspired by his cellmate,
a chemist.
Brilliant guy. Still here.
Larry hated this place.
Maintained his innocence throughout,
but he used the time well.
Do you think he was innocent?
It's rare that a man would stick
to the same story for 25 years.
If they're guilty,
they usually give up the fight.
But it's easier for me
to believe that he did it.
Because either way,
he'll never get those 25 years back.
So, you said you found something?
Yes, I was looking over
the list you sent over,
the items that Gina Abbott
purchased for Larry Nelson?
When I first saw
the chemistry equipment,
I assumed it was some sort of
drug manufacturing operation.
But then I noticed this.
- Rosaries.
Rosaries? As in Catholicism?
Yeah, brought me right back
to Father Phillip telling me
I was going straight to hell
for not using a hall pass.
That's a heavy load to put
on a kid with a small bladder,
especially right before his bar mitzvah.
- Herbie. Focus.
- Right, yeah.
The The reason
that the rosaries stood out
is because religious objects
aren't banned in prisons.
So why smuggle them in?
[HERBIE] Well, as it turns out,
these aren't just any rosaries.
They're sourced in
the Philippines with beads
made from the seeds
of the abrus precatoriusvine.
The rosary pea plant. And that is bad.
So we're worried about peas?
Oh, yeah, big-time.
The dried peas themselves
aren't dangerous.
They're used in jewelry all the time.
But one of the most dangerous
toxins on the planet
is extracted from them, abrin.
I've never heard of abrin.
You've heard of ricin, though, right?
Sure, an old favorite
assassination tool of the KGB.
Well, abrin is 75 times more
lethal and way more rare.
There's no antidote.
If you grind up these seeds
and process them
with sodium hydroxide
and methyl ethyl ketone,
which were both on the Postman's
contraband list, you get abrin.
So Nelson's helping a prisoner
make a deadly toxin?
Yeah, and judging by the orders,
whoever it is, is making a lot of it.
If it were to get into
a food or water supply
- [RESSLER] Or a prison kitchen.
- thousands could die.
[SIYA] The orders don't
include any destinations.
I didn't see any indication
of what prison
the materials were being sent to.
[HERBIE] Me neither, but I did notice
that some of the order numbers repeat.
They're not order numbers.
They're prisoner numbers.
Prisoner numbers vary state by state,
but all are unique.
This one, for example, 8978-0324.
That's a federal prison number.
The last four digits refer to the
sentencing court's jurisdiction.
And the number assigned
to the rosaries
He's sending the rosaries to a prisoner
at Pittman Correctional Institute.
That's the prison where the
Postman finished his sentence.
And where Cooper is right now.
What's the name of Nelson's
former cellmate, the chemist?
You said he was still here.
Eugene Campos. Yes, still here. Why?
Put the prison on lockdown now.
We have to talk to him.
He may be in possession
of a chemical-warfare agent.
[GUARD] Search his cell.
It's gone, isn't it?
[COOPER] We were wrong.
We thought Larry Nelson
was sending materials into the prison
so abrin could be manufactured
and used inside.
[SIYA] But he sent the materials in
so he could smuggle
the finished toxin out.
Did Nelson's chemist friend
indicate where it was going?
I questioned him.
Eugene confirmed that he made abrin
using materials Nelson supplied,
but he refused to say for whom or why.
And we don't have time
for him to change his mind.
I took a peek at the evidence
from Eugene's cell.
From the residue, it looks like
he was grinding the abrin
down into a very fine powder,
which you would really only do
if you wanted to aerosolize it.
And with this guy's
engineering ability
He could create a chemical weapon.
Abrin is bad enough when ingested,
but if it's inhaled,
that's a whole different story.
It's bleeding from the nose,
fluid in the lungs,
respiratory failure, death.
So the only question is,
where is it headed?
Maybe he's selling it.
I'll see what Reddington has to offer.
In the meantime,
put out an APB for Nelson.
Coordinate with local PD
and set up a perimeter.
He's using drones?
Honestly, Harold,
the things people think of
and what they do with the things.
Wish drones were the end of it.
Have you heard of anyone in your circles
looking to buy a chemical weapon?
Aerosolized abrin, to be specific.
[CHUCKLES] Oh, my.
I knew some Sri Lankan separatists
who dabbled with the stuff years ago.
But, well, they're dead.
Abrin? You're sure he's selling it?
Do you think he would use it
for his own means?
You tell me, Harold. You know Mr. Nelson
much better than I do.
You've known this whole time
that I served on his jury.
It came to my attention.
You know, serving on
Larry Nelson's jury,
that was the first time
I ever sent anyone to prison.
It must've been difficult.
It was.
I was never sure we made
the right decision,
but I guess I don't
have to wonder anymore.
He's unmistakably criminal.
As a man with some criminal experience,
I can assure you that sometimes
forces much greater than ourselves
help to lead us to those waters.
Well, regardless of how he got there,
he's now in possession
of a chemical weapon
that could kill hundreds.
I'll keep you updated.
I recognize that it's improbable,
but maybe there's a reason
his girlfriend
- would've lied about his confession.
- Oh, here we go again.
[YOUNG COOPER] She was already
at the police station
for some other reason
when she made the accusation.
And before we send a man to prison,
I think we should know why.
That information was struck
from the record by the judge.
- We're not to consider it.
- Then what about his alibi?
You reallywant this kid to be innocent.
But guess what.
Sometimes people do bad things!
Especially kids from
his neck of the woods.
Trust me. I grew up there.
It's not fair to throw
this kid's life away
because he reminds you of kids
from your high school.
You're putting words in my mouth.
Larry said he was at a family
cabin near Tuckahoe State Park.
A neighbor saw him there.
But no one can confirm that he
was there at the time of the murder.
And running away to a remote cabin
doesn't really scream "not guilty."
He said he went there
to be alone, to think.
So that's why he was there, alone.
Okay. Okay, okay.
Why don't we take a breather?
And when we get back,
we'll take another vote.
Hey. You called?
I've been reading Lawrence
Nelson's old case files.
I found a possible location
to his whereabouts.
Buried in his past.
It's a long shot,
but it's a cabin located
at 1414 Tuckahoe Road.
Alright. Malik and I are on it.
Herbie was right.
This guy is quite an engineer.
Hey. Come here. Look at this.
These are schematics for an HVAC system.
He's gonna take out
a whole office building.
It says Baltimore, Maryland,
but there's no address.
So, which building?
Did you serve?
I did. Navy. Finished my
service a little over a year ago.
Ah. I knew it when I spotted you.
I-It's in the shoulders,
how we carry ourselves.
I myself had the distinct honor
of pushing paper at Fort Shafter.
No kidding. Oahu?
Yeah, yeah, tough gig.
Now I work over at the Baltimore VA now.
- Now, that is a tough gig.
- Yes.
The system leaves a lot to be desired.
Boy, is that an understatement.
Listen, Cooper.
I can tell you want him to be innocent,
and I understand.
But we both know that decisions
can't be made based on emotion.
I'm just trying to do right by him.
Oh, come on, though.
If he didn't do it
with the evidence as is,
he's got to be the unluckiest
SOB in Baltimore.
Unlucky isn't a crime.
You want to do right by him.
What about her?
- Who?
- The victim. Carrie Baker.
If you really don't believe,
based on evidence,
that he killed that woman
beyond a reasonable doubt,
I respect that.
But we never have
enough information in life.
You consider all the facts
that you have,
and you make the best choice you can.
That's how you do right by people.
- Hmm.
- You want to save him.
You have it in your eyes.
But you can't save Larry Nelson
from what he's done.
You can't save him from himself.
You served.
And you know you can't save 'em all.
Please raise your hand if you
believe the defendant is guilty.
[HERBIE] Hey. Mr. Cooper?
Here are the rest of the
files the courthouse sent over.
They were sitting outside.
Thank you.
Any update on Malik and Ressler?
Uh, they're still at the cabin.
They sent me scans of his schematics.
It appears he's targeting a
government building in Baltimore,
but I haven't narrowed
it down from there.
- Thanks, Herbie. Stay on it.
- Yeah.
What the hell?
[COOPER] I think I know the
building that Nelson's targeting.
It's the Attorney General's
office in downtown Baltimore.
It's where the state's Attorney General,
Christopher Jay, is based.
You're gonna drive
directly to the loading dock
of 200 Saint Peter Place.
Before Christopher Jay
was Maryland Attorney General,
he was a city prosecutor who sent
an innocent man away for 25 years.
[SIYA] An innocent man?
You're talking about Nelson?
The Postman?
It's too much to get into right now,
but I believe that the star
witness in his murder case
all those years ago was compromised
and that Christopher Jay let it happen.
If Nelson knows this, too,
then he has a motive
to go after Jay and the people
who work for him.
So it's a revenge play.
Confirm that the
Baltimore AG's office building
matches Nelson's schematics,
and if they do,
call the state police
and pray we're not too late.
Seal it up!
[COOPER] You were right.
Larry Nelson is using
the chemical weapon himself.
He's going after the
Maryland Attorney General,
targeting the HVAC system.
Was the Maryland Attorney
General once his prosecutor?
Yes, we've evacuating the building now,
but we still have a madman
moving through the city
with a bioweapon.
And we have no idea where he is
or what he'll do if he's cornered.
So you have to figure out how
he plans to get the weapon inside.
He can't walk right
into the AG's office.
The only people who work
on the city's pipes and vents
- are Local 4809.
- A union?
Plumbers and Steamfitters Union.
Who knows? Maybe one of them
might help a madman for a buck.
I'll give their offices a call.
I can do you one better.
I happen to know a few of them,
and they cheat at bowling.
I don't know how they do that,
but they do.
[SWAT OFFICER] Hands up! On your knees!
Where the hell am I?
You're in federal custody, Mr. Nelson.
I'm Harold Cooper.
You may not remember me,
but we've met before.
So, Reddington made a call, huh?
Raymond knows Fred Alonso,
boss of Local 4809.
They repair the HVAC systems
in the city of Baltimore.
Alonso tipped off Raymond
as to who might be delivering
the crate to the building.
Raymond's guys grabbed the vehicle
and had it delivered here.
What about the weapon?
It's being disassembled now.
They wouldn't let me watch,
but hopefully I can
sneak into evidence before they
get rid of the aerosolization tank
'cause, boy, that has got to be
a beautiful piece of engineering.
Well, maybe evidence will let you keep
one of the drones, at least.
Wait. Really?
- No.
I'm not signing a confession.
It's not a confession.
It's a 30-year-old transcript
of your old girlfriend's
first conversation with the police
on the night of Carrie Baker's murder,
the same conversation
that made her the star witness
against you in court.
That transcript should've been
given to your counsel.
It wasn't.
She doesn't mention me.
At all.
The BPD was investigating her
for drug charges.
The fact that she gave them
a story about you
less than 24 hours after the murder
and that the prosecution
withheld this information
at trial suggests that she may
have testified against you
as part of a quid-pro-quo deal
orchestrated by the prosecutor.
Hmm. She was scared to go to prison.
So she sent me instead.
The prosecutor, Christopher Jay,
he had political ambitions,
wanted to improve
the homicide clearance rate,
so he did what he could.
How are you so familiar with my case?
I was on your jury.
So you fell for her story, too.
I voted to convict because the evidence
was overwhelmingly against you.
Unlawfully so, it seems.
I'm sorry.
I remember.
You were so adamant then
that you were innocent.
Well, I was telling the truth.
We have to hold you accountable
for your new crimes.
Still, I'm gonna do everything I can
to have the original crime
expunged from your record.
And I'm going to try to hold
Christopher Jay accountable, too.
What difference does it make now?
It makes all the difference.
Hey, congrats on
your first case, Herbie.
Thank you. Anyone want
to go out, celebrate?
- What were you thinking?
- I know a great bar nearby.
I mean, I'm not drinking right now.
I have to stay sharp for a tournament,
but this place has a really good table.
Maybe you guys would be down
for a little casual game?
I'm sorry. Are you talking about
Foosball, yes. Yes, I am.
I'm sorry. I got a phone call
I got to deal with.
Thank you so much,
but I got, like, laundry to do.
Alright. No. I totally get it.
It's not for everybody.
Don't worry about it.
I'll go with you, Herbie.
- What? Really?
- Yes. Why not?
I like soccer.
Why not soccer on a table?
Exactly. Yes.
And just like soccer,
it is deeply technical
and has a growing fan base in America.
Also, by the way,
it dates back to the 1890s.
Hey. I just got your message.
What's, uh What's going on?
Yeah, yeah, it's It's
It's been, um
Not good.
It's okay. It's all part of it.
You know, the thing about,
um, being back in the world
is that, um, people are watching you.
You may be doing better,
but everybody's expecting you
to mess up, so
Why not get it over with?
My dealer called.
I blocked his number,
but he got a new phone, and, um
Just hearing his voice,
it brought me back.
Figured it was gonna
happen anyway, so
Don, you realize
you just destroyed $400?
And I'll do it again
the next time you call.
And the time after that.
So stop wasting your money.
Excuse me.
Would you mind clearing these
and getting us another round of coffee?
Thank you.
We're gonna wait here until
the meeting tonight, okay?
I'm not going anywhere,
and neither are you.
- Whoa!
I didn't know you knew
how to video call!
My friend Herbie walked me through it.
- Did you open the gift?
- What gift?
Well, there should be a delivery
man on your porch right now.
Hold on!
Now, I know that a lot
of people today are partial
to games with animation,
lights, colors, and sounds.
But this will make you better
at all of them.
Madison doesn't stand a chance.
[GASPS] Oh, my gosh!
It's so cute!
[LAUGHS] Yeah. I thought it was cute.
But, Pinkie
I have no idea how to play.
Well, I'm down a chess partner,
- and I thought I could teach you.
- But you'll beat me.
- Yes, I'll trounce you.
It'll be very dispiriting,
but not for me, of course.
But here's the thing about chess.
You and your opponent have
the exact same information.
No one is hiding anything.
Everything is right there
on the board and in your head.
I don't know, Agnes.
Even when you think
it's all laid out for you,
Pinkie can be very tricky.
You'll not just have to
think several steps ahead.
You'll be replaying every move you made
since you began the game.
Playing against him
will make you sharper,
and since this is
practically math homework,
you can play for a little.
Excellent! Okay.
So, let's get you set up.
Now, smoke before fire.
That means the white pieces
move before the black.
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