The Blacklist (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 19 - Cape May - full transcript

Given her abrupt drop
in blood pressure and pulse,

I diagnosed
a placental abruption.

We performed a successful
emergency C-section.

She was having chest pains,
shortness of breath.

Classic symptoms of
an amniotic fluid embolism.

Her lungs were no
longer functioning.

I had to get her
to a trauma unit.

We were losing her.

And she went into arrest...

That's enough.

I kept her alive long enough
to become a mother.



What a desperate thing to say.

I don't want to die.

Everyone dies, someday.

Time to go, Mr. Red.
Time to go.

No, no, no. Not yet.

No, I want another one.
I want another one.

I paid, I want another one.
No, you go.

It's Friday.
It's too long for you.

You go.

Mr. Red?

You trying to get
yourself killed?

Cape May.

Cape May, New Jersey.

That's 200 miles away.



Cape May it is.

Don't go, Lizzy.

Please, don't go.

Now go.

And stay away from us.

Everyone dies, someday.

You say something?

Marvin, it's Raymond.

I'm taking a leave
of indeterminate length.

Suspend all transactions,

pay off all my
outstanding debts.

If you need additional funds
to cover any shortfall,

execute a wire transfer
from Barbados.

Dembe has a power-of-attorney
letter on file,

should a signature
be necessary.

How much for the cab?

No. You're good.

No. How much do
you want for the cab?

Hey, you're kidding, right?

That's plenty.

Thank you.

Hey...

Hey!

No!

Stop!

I'll find a blanket.

May I help you?

You're okay.

Talk to me.

It's not that he died...

It's not even
the way he died...

It's in the things
I said to him

just before he died.

Hello?

You okay?

There's someone here...

Outside.

He's here to kill me.

There! There he is.

See his shadow?

Stay away from the window.

I found the intruder.

He put up a fight, I had
no choice but to kill him.

You must think I'm crazy.

No.

We'll have hot water soon.

There's wine.

And I can make a risotto.

Do you think we'll have
hot water tonight?

By the time we finish dinner,
it should be hot.

This is superb.

The rice is just right.

Canned mushrooms.
Best I could do.

It's excellent.

You aren't hungry?

Who's trying to kill you?

Does it have something to do
with what you told me before?

I'm sorry?

You said you lost someone.

Harsh words were spoken.
Words you regret.

I was out of my mind.
There was no one.

Just me.

You don't have to lie.

Neither do you.

You're no hungrier than I am.

You're not enjoying
a single bite of that.

I told you, this is... Superb.

The quality of the cooking
is wholly irrelevant,

in this case, isn't it?

Given the circumstances...

And those are?

You tell me.

Tell yourself.

Say it out loud.

It was a Hobson's choice.

There was
a woman and her child.

Both were doomed.

Both would die.

I could either save one,

or lose both.

I chose the child.

It was...

It was the worst thing I've
ever had to do in my life.

Worst thing by far.

You didn't have a choice.

There is always a choice.

I was arrogant.

I presumed that there
was an order to things,

that there was...

That if I nourished
and protected

and taught the child,

she would be

safe

and happy.

She was neither.

No matter what I tried to do,

all I brought her was misery
and violence and eventually...

Death.

Yes.

And now you're dead.

You believe there's
nothing left for you.

It's that obvious?

Nothing about you is obvious.

What brought you here?

I honestly don't know.

You've been here before.

Once, a long time ago.

I was a very
different person then.

You?

What can I do for you,
Officer Duncan?

We got a call from a neighbor.

He noticed lights inside...

Yeah. I was afraid
that might happen.

That's why the candles. We
didn't want to alarm anyone.

I take it you're
not trespassing?

Good God, no.

Jack and Ida are
old family friends.

Offered the place
for the weekend.

Mind showing
some identification?

No, no, no. No problem.
I'll be right back.

If you don't mind,
I'd prefer waiting inside.

Of course. My mistake. Please.
I'm sorry, it's just chilly out.

Wait here. I'll get my ID.

I'm sorry you had
to come all the way

out here on such a cold night.

You didn't mention
you had a friend.

Yeah. My wife, Abigail.

She's feeling a little
under the weather.

Didn't touch a bite,
it looks like.

No.

I can go upstairs
and wake her if you'd like.

No, no. That's okay.

Everything appears in order.

You said you're a friend
of Jack and Ida's...

Yes. I said I was a friend.

Poor Jack.

Miss the hell out of that man.

Yeah.
Yeah, it's a cryin' shame.

Ida just hasn't been able to keep
the place up since he passed.

Enjoy your stay, Mr. Donnelly.

Thank you, Officer.

He knows.

I don't think so.

He'd have to be
very good at hiding it.

We'll see.

Water should be hot.

How did you know Jack was dead?

I didn't say he was dead.
I said I missed him.

Still.
Why would you miss him?

The state of the place.

It hasn't been maintained.

The man wouldn't let that
happen if he was around.

You said "Poor Jack."

Jack's Shack.

He took pride in that.

Decorated it.
Carved his name on it.

It's falling apart.

I figured he was
either sick or dead.

It could've been Ida.

I went with Jack.

Men usually don't last
as long as women.

You sound like an actuary.

I am, in a way.

Have you ever killed anyone?

That's an odd question.

Have you?

Yes.

Many.

But never anyone
who didn't deserve it.

Me too.

I know.

How?

There aren't a lot of us.
You learn to recognize it.

Yes.

Behind you.

Are you all right? Yeah.

Thank you.

Do you know him?

It doesn't matter.
He's one of them.

The first, not the last.

Why did you go into the water?

What made you decide?

You've never killed anyone
who didn't deserve it.

Yes.

That is a fine thing.

A noble thing.

But not terribly difficult.

That's true.

Have you ever spared someone
who deserved to die?

There was a woman I loved.

She was...

My life.

My heart.

And she died...

She left behind a little girl.

One last precious
piece of herself.

She'll need protection.

Only if you're in her life.

Go.

Stay away.

I won't let you make
the same mistake with her

that you made with Liz.

I would give anything to be
a part of that child's life.

But a man made it clear

that I would never see her,

hold her,

watch her grow.

I knew in that moment...

I would never be any part of that
beautiful little girl's life.

Because...

He was her father.

And to harm him,
would be to harm her.

A mortal sin.

Her mother is gone...

The father is what she has
left in the world.

Her father...

Yes.

Gregory, do you copy?

Did you copy that...

We don't have much time.
They're coming.

This will work.

I'll drive.

I'm not leaving without you.

Yes. You are.

No. I'm not.

Those men are after me.

It's my problem. Not yours.

You made it my problem the moment
you walked into the ocean.

I didn't ask for your help.
Let me go.

No.

Why not? What difference
does it make to you?

Have you ever seen the aftermath
of a suicide bombing?

We're wasting time... I have.

June 29th, 2003.

I was meeting two associates

at the Marouche restaurant
in Tel Aviv.

As my car was pulling up,

a 20-year-old Palestinian
named Ghazi Safar

entered the restaurant and
detonated a vest wired with C-4.

Let me go.
The shockwave knocked me flat.

Blew out my eardrums.
I couldn't hear...

The smoke...

It was like being underwater.

I went inside... A nightmare.

Blood. Parts of people...

You could tell where
Safar was standing

when the vest blew.

It was like
a perfect circle of death.

There was almost nothing left
of the people closest to him.

Seventeen dead.

Forty-six injured.
Blown to pieces.

The closer they
were to the bomber,

the more horrific the effect.

Stop.

That's every suicide.

Every single one.

An act of terror
perpetrated against everyone

who has ever known you,

everyone who has
ever loved you.

The people closest to you,

the ones who cherish you,

are the ones who suffer
the most pain,

the most damage.

Why would you do that?

Why would you do that
to the people who love you?

I have no choice.

There's always a choice.

Is there?

That little girl.

The one you told me about.

The one whose
father you spared...

What would you
do if you knew...

Knew

that as long as
you drew breath,

as long as you
continued to exist,

her life would be in danger?

She would be hunted.

And she would be killed.

What would you do?

What would you do?

My child is being raised
by someone else.

I am her mother.

And I am death to her.

So this is what I'm doing.

I never wanted this.

I know.

Then go.

I can't.

You still have time to go.

I don't know your name.

Don't be ridiculous, Raymond.

You okay?

We need to clean up
and clear out.

You get the car.

There's something wrong...

Hello?

Where are you?

No, no, no.

Hey.

Did you see a woman
walk into the water?

No.

Ain't seen no woman.

Are you sure?

Yeah. I'm sure.

Mister,

the only living soul
I seen on this stretch

in over two weeks is just you.

Just me? Yup.

"Canned mushrooms."

"Best I could do."

"Behind you."

Just me...

Yup.

Just you.

Hello...

Could I, please?

Please, I wanna buy it.

Ain't worth
anywhere near that.

It is to me.

Okay, then.

"To Katarina, love Papa."

You had no choice.

It was me or Masha.

I'm sorry.

Raymond, you did save me.

Through her.

It was the only way.

You chose well.

Hey, mister...

You okay?

You seem a little lost.

There's someone I need to see.