The Blacklist (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 7 - Zal Bin Hasaan (No. 31) - full transcript

Previously on "The Blacklist"...

You two must work together.

If he finds Liz, he'll kill her.

Terminate them both.

You've been stealing millions

in anticipation of running away.

I'm going to bring this whole
damn thing down on you, Peter.

I came here for the Russian.

Don't kill me.

Not yet.

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S03E07
Zal Bin Hasaan

- Harold?
- Got it.



- I got him.
- Who is it?

I've got it.

You cannot be here.

Karakurt's in the trunk.

If we get him to talk,
we can exonerate Liz.

Harold, honey, is the coffee ready?

I'll bring you a cup.

I'll take a cup.

Get that thing out of here.

In the garage. Now.

- Is he...
- No, just knocked out.

At least I think so.

- I hit him pretty hard.
- You think so?

I don't know.

How you doing?

If you are just joining us,
an update now on our top story.

Six employees of Lazarum
Systems International

were abducted outside its
Annapolis headquarters.

Although no suspect has been named,

federal authorities are treating this

as an act of terror on American soil.

So, the rumors were true.

You knew this would happen?

"Do I dare to eat a peach?"

I may as well live dangerously.

Raymond.

What are you doing here?

Drinking your bellinis.

I told you on the phone,

I can't help you.

And I told you I'm not willing
to take no for an answer.

Set the meeting,

and I'll consider your debt
from Caracas as paid in full.

I told you...

Normally, I could work something out,

but with all the heat on you two,

it's impossible.

Zal Bin Hasaan.

What if I could deliver him to you?

A gift for your employer.

The FBI, Interpol, Mossad...

They can't find him, but you can?

Is that a yes or a no?

Bring us Zal Bin Hasaan,
and you'll have your meeting.

Hasaan?

That's the rumor you heard?

He's responsible for the
abduction of the Lazarum employees?

Ahh.

All we have to do now is find him.

How do you propose we do that?

With a little help from our friends.

Agent Navabi.

May I assume you're aware
of the recent abductions?

- Me and every agent in the building.
- Perhaps.

But they don't share the
same personal investment

- that you have in today's events.
- And why is that?

Because you and I both know

that Lazarum Systems International
is providing technical expertise

to Israel's missile-defense shield.

They're encrypting
software for the Iron Dome.

Whoever took those contractors
is an enemy of Israel.

- That's a long list.
- Let me shorten it...

Zal Bin Hasaan.

Imagine...

The man who's killed more Mossad agents

than any other assassin in history,

right here on American soil.

- That's not possible.
- That's what you thought in Cairo.

He was right behind you,
and you didn't know it.

That mistake cost your partner his life

and put you in an Egyptian I.C.U.

But back then,

you were missing one critical element

that would have made
all the difference... me.

What exactly are you suggesting?

That we combine our efforts.

We both want Hasaan.

I'll be in touch.

- How many in your party?
- Oh, no, it's just...

Wow.

You are beautiful.

Actually, I'm looking for somebody

that I believe has been
a customer of yours.

- They in some kind of trouble?
- Oh, no, no, no.

Quite the opposite.

An Uncle of hers passed

and left her quite a sizeable bequest.

I work for the estate.

- You're looking to give her money?
- The truth is,

I'm one of many people
tasked with finding her.

And we've been chasing
every lead for weeks.

And one of them has led me here.

I never met her.

But him, the man?

He left his number for me to give to her.

Any chance that you still have that number?

Yeah. I've got it right here.

I've never seen this man before.

He's your agent,

sent by you to murder Reddington and Keen.

- Can you prove that?
- No, because it's not true.

Reddington and Keen are building
a case against his organization.

My organization is the C.I.A.

We protect this country
against people like Reddington.

Okay, that's enough.

Look, I'm going to bring Keen in.

But I need assurances that
she's going to be protected.

Your allegations have
been heard, Agent Ressler.

But right now, you two have one job...

Find Elizabeth Keen.

The president believes

the best way to do that
is to work together,

but since clearly you're incapable of that,

work your leads separately.

I'm not going to punish
you for hating each other,

but I will take my grandfather's izmel

to your private parts

if I find out you're misleading each other

or failing to share intel.

Got it?

I could hear you guys
yelling from down here.

I made our case.

- So, is he in or out?
- I don't know.

But I think I bought us some time,

- so let's make the most out of it.
- Already on it.

Well, uh, Agent Navabi is.

Mr. Reddington called her,

claiming to know who's responsible
for the Lazarum abductions.

Zal Bin Hasaan is an alias.

His true identity and
background are unknown.

He's supposedly
Iranian-born, mid-30s.

This is the only photo of Hasaan.

It was taken four years ago
by an agent named Avi Lebov.

Three minutes after
this image was captured,

the vehicle Hasaan exited detonated,

killing Lebov and 12 civilian bystanders.

Mossad once had 24 agents
devoted to killing Hasaan.

For a period of time, I was one of them.

In 2012, my partner and I flew to Egypt,

hoping to pick up his trail.

Unfortunately, he had picked up ours.

He followed us to Cairo.

I was still lying in a hospital bed

when my partner's body was
flown home to his family.

We know Hasaan was involved
in dozens of attacks,

but there are others where his
role has yet to be confirmed.

Those include the Pishin bombing in Iran.

Wasn't that where your brother was killed?

Maybe that's why Reddington
brought you the case.

The focus of this task force
is to find Reddington and Keen,

so I understand if you feel

that this is something we can't pursue.

Forget that. We are doing it for you,

for your brother.

We're doing it, right?

Agent Mojtabai.

When?

Okay, got it. Thanks.

A video was just sent
to several news outlets.

It was turned over to the
Bureau a few minutes ago.

My name is Michael Hasti,

and I am a senior software engineer

for Lazarum Systems.

This morning,

six of us were taken in retaliation for

our company's criminal collaboration

with the state of Israel

on the missile-defense
system known as the Iron Dome.

Our captors send this message

to all who aid their sworn enemy...

"We will find you

and you will pay for your crimes.

You will hear from us again in two hours."

Reach out to your contacts in Mossad.

I want everything they
have on Zal Bin Hasaan.

"And you will pay for your crimes.

You will hear from us again in two hours."

Sir? Sir?

That guy...

Sweater vest.

A year ahead of me at M.I.T.

Won the Sprowls Award for his thesis

on default-deny firewall security.

C.I.A. recruited him as a sophomore.

Never gave me the time of day.

Ever. Like, ever-ever.

Was there something you wanted to show me?

A phone number.

Sweater vest is running a tap on it,

which I know,

because I got around his firewall

and accessed his computer.

Which, despite being a
felony, feels amazing.

Maybe he got Liz's new cell,

or maybe Mr. Reddington's?

You up on the line?

Without a warrant, that
would also be a felony.

But yes, absolutely.

The muzzle flash.

I missed it before, but watch.

The muzzle flash lit up his glasses.

That is a power plant
and if you look closely...

Oh, my God. Brilliant.

Nice one.

All right.

That's Sellinger Power.

They operate at a facility
outside of Bethesda.

Notify S.W.A.T. Let's get out there.

Ressler, Mossad has a task force

that's been working with
the C.I.A. to find Hasaan.

They deserve to be there
when we take him down.

I'm calling the police.

I'll handle this, Charlene.

- Agent Ressler is the one...
- No, we got to handle this ourselves.

Handle what? Are you out of your mind?

He is in the trunk in our garage!

Hey, you got any power tools?

What the hell is he doing?

He's dying, you idiot.

Suicide by soap?

It's biodegradable... soy-based.

He's allergic.

He put himself into anaphylactic shock.

- I've got his hands.
- All right, spit it out.

- Charlene?
- I'm sorry.

You know I wouldn't be
here if I didn't have to.

But at the last potluck,

did I hear you say that
Wally has a peanut allergy?

Yeah.

I got an EpiPen!

Even if he is alive, he's not gonna talk.

Guy would rather die.

Duct tape, please? Duct tape.

We've got the perimeter secure.

Wide spectrum signal jammers online

in case they got any
detonators rigged up inside.

Any estimate on the unfriendlies?

Our thermal imaging is inconclusive.

We've got a man in
position to get a camera in

for a closer look now.

Looks like Mossad's joined the party.

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Shalom.

Donald Ressler, Commander Farrow,

Agents Shur and Singer.

I heard most of what we know
about Hasaan thanks to you guys.

Well, we've been a lot less
effective since Agent Navabi left us.

You poached a good one.

I know.

Eyes are up.

We've got hostages on
site. I'm seeing five.

Four unfriendlies...

Two on guard,

two at the entry point.

Hang on.

There's another one on the catwalk.

He's giving orders of some kind.

Hasaan. That side door your man's on...

- Can you breach it?
- Breach it?

By the time you get inside,
they'd have moved on the hostages.

- You need a static Simon.
- A breach grenade?

I mean, that's a military-grade weapon.

We don't have time to requisition one.

What if we had one?

You guys are in the country,
gathering intelligence.

Why would...

You know what? Don't tell me.

All right. Let's move in.

It's Hasaan! He's on the catwalk!

2:00! I got him!

Looks like he set off a trip wire.

We got nothing. No sign of him.

How is that possible? I thought
all the exits were secure.

There was a secondary explosion
on the south side of the building.

- That may have been Hasaan.
- All right.

I want all these bodies I.D.'d A.S.A.P.

You guys need to see this.

Hasaan has been keeping these men captive.

Shahin?

Sister?

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Agent Navabi?

Agent Navabi?

You okay?

It's Arash Ahmadi.

He's been on our radar
for at least three years.

- So he's not Hasaan?
- No.

Neither are the other three.

- How can you be so sure?
- They're too young.

Hasaan is in the wind.

We need to get the hostages somewhere safe,

start taking their statements.

Right now, they're our best
chance of finding Hasaan.

Well, our facility's a few miles away...

- It's a logical place.
- Sounds like a plan.

Did you know he was alive?

- Hasaan?
- My brother.

Did you know he was being held prisoner.

Shahin is alive?

I don't understand how this is possible.

He died in 2009 at the bombing in Pishin.

Samar, listen to me.

If I had known Hasaan was holding Shahin,

I would have told you.

- How is he?
- I don't know.

- He's still being treated.
- And Hasaan?

We lost him during the raid.

If Hasaan is in the country,

he was smuggled in like contraband.

I'll phone a friend,

see if I can find the rum runner he hired.

So, the bad news... You're still alive.

But the good news is that all
you have to do to get out of here

is tell your story to the feds.

That's it.

Exonerate Liz.

And then I'll personally fix
you a nice soybean smoothie

so you can croak yourself vegan style.

What's that?

So, here's the deal.

Agent Keen and I were, uh, married,

as, like, a job, you know.

But you ever take one of those jobs

just to pay the rent and
you find out that you're...

You're good at it?

You cannot excel at
anything you do not love.

Well, yeah, I mean,

where were you when I was married?

I didn't figure that out till it was over.

That is the way these things go.

Hmm.

All right, look. We can tell
the Russians that you framed them

for killing C.I.A agents, a U.S. senator,

dump you in front of their consulate,

let the Russians do their thing, or...

Or you could help yourself

and help Liz.

My old home.

Sammy.

So, your brother's back from medical.

We put him in box one.

And you thought he died in Pishin.

There was supposed to be a sit-down

between opposition leaders
and members of the army.

It never happened.

A suicide bomber detonated an explosive

and 41 people were killed.

A terrorist group assumed responsibility.

One day, he was my brother.

He was young and vibrant.

And the next...

I thought I'd never see you again.

I was told you died that day in
Pishin. I saw the DNA report myself.

If you were alive...

It was supposed to be a great day.

After all our protests,

we were finally able to bring
the government to the table.

But it was a setup.

Someone from the government

planted an I.E.D. near our table.

Why would the government plant a bomb?

Why kill ranking members of your own army?

Because they knew it would
turn public opinion against us.

We were no longer student activists

fighting for justice.

We were terrorists.

You were hurt that day.

That's why they found
your blood at the scene?

Um...

I'm sorry I ran, but I had to.

I wanted to tell you,

but I knew it would only put you in danger.

I went to England to start a new life.

And I thought the regime
stopped looking for me.

Until a few months ago,

I realized I was still being watched.

So I had to start over again,

and this time in America.

But Hasaan's men must have followed me,

because six months ago,

they grabbed me from the
apartment I was hiding in.

Who are you? How did you get back here?

- What do you want?
- Oh, my.

Three questions in not
even as many seconds.

Which should we answer first?

Actually, how about this...

I'll ask a few questions first,

and then we can get to
whatever's on your mind.

I'm sorry, but my name,
it is somewhat common.

Perhaps you are confusing me with...

I knew a guy that happened to all the time.

Best Glass-Smith in New England.

Nobody could free-blow a
vase like Theodore Bundy.

Can you imagine?

Ted Bundy, an amazing craftsman,

couldn't sell a vase.

We know who you are, Farzin.

Is she right, Farzin?

- I could blow off a kneecap.
- Wait, look...

All I did was make the connection
between Hasaan and a friend

in the port in Charleston.

His men are dead. He needs a way out.

He must have contacted you again.

No.

Okay, okay, yes.

I got a message.

He needed a place to
lay low for a few hours.

I have the address.

Don't feel bad, Farzin.

You're a smuggler, not a fighter.

Tell me you're okay.

Where have you... are you okay?

- We need to meet.
- What's going on?

Wing Yee's, one hour. I have good news.

It's Tom. He wants to meet.

That's not a good idea.

Aram.

The burner wasn't Agent
Keen's or Mr. Reddington's.

It was Tom's.

And he just called Agent Keen.

- What did they say?
- They set a meeting.

One hour at a restaurant called Wing Yee.

- Does the director know?
- Yes.

And it appears he is sending a team.

Alert M.P.D.C. Send them the address.

Aram's got a line on Keen.

I can't leave him.

He's my brother. I need to stay close.

I understand. I'll call.

Who are you?

My name is Zal Bin Hasaan.

Lieutenant in the Quds Force

of the Army of the
Islamic Revolution of Iran.

Four years ago,

Hasaan bombed a synagogue in Buenos Aires,

killed 31 people... 14 women and children.

Hasaan walked away

with third-degree burns on his back.

My name is Zal Bin Hasaan.

Fine.

I just wanted to talk,

but listen, it's your funeral.

Just... just hang on a second, all right?

We got statements from all the hostages.

Let's move to release them.

Huh?

- Hey, sir, good to hear from you.
- Do you have time to talk?

Because there's a situation.

We got a lead on Keen's whereabouts...

Hers and Tom's.

- Tom?
- Yeah, we ran a tap on his phone.

Heard him set up a meeting.

It's aiding and abetting.

I told him to stay away.

- He's gonna regret he didn't.
- Donald,

look, there's something that
I need to talk to you about.

Look, sir, we're gonna
clear Keen's name first

and then yours and get
things back to normal.

I'll call you when it's done.

You were right. He's not Hasaan.

- Who is he?
- The way he's singing,

he could be Ethel Merman for all I care.

He's ready for you. I need some air.

I just got off the phone
with the state department.

You entered the country illegally,

so the American government
intends to deport you.

The U.S. is not my home.

If the Americans want to
send me back to England...

No. The U.K. home office
is denying your return.

Your status there was also illegal, so...

They're filing papers
to send you back to Iran.

That's... Samar, they will kill me.

I've already put in a request
to grant you political asylum.

I won't lose you again.

Some operative I am.

I barely recognize my own wife.

Ex-wife.

You look great.

That?

Having to hide, that's gonna end.

You're gonna have a normal life, Liz...

A family, kids, everything
you always wanted.

I don't see that happening anytime soon.

I found Karakurt.

- Karakurt's willing to confess?
- To all of it...

Killing the C.I.A. agents,
the senator, the cabal...

Cooper is gonna call Ressler,

and he's gonna get started on a plea deal.

Stack up on me. We go in hard.

On my count.

2, 1.

I should get back.

Federal agents! Nobody move!

You told me that I should
have stayed on the boat

and never come back.

The truth is I never should have left.

You were in trouble, and I walked away.

You had a dream.

I wanted you to follow it.

I still do.

That's what I'm trying to tell you, Liz.

I am following it.

See what they all know.

You.

I read a review that said

the wonton soup was so
good, it should be illegal.

I dismissed it as hyperbole.

My mistake.

I'm going to need to see your other hand.

That is a Beretta M9,

for which I have a concealed carry permit.

Go ahead and get that for me.

Number's illegible.

Looks like you're gonna
have to come with me

until we get that sorted out.

I'm not him.

I swear.

Then why pretend?

Samar, you need to secure the hostages

and clear the facility.

- What are you talking about?
- Now.

The man you lost is not Hasaan.

The real Hasaan is there in the building.

The Lazarum abduction was a Trojan horse.

You need to get out of there now.

Let's go! Move! Move!

Let's go! Get up! Up!

Move! Let's go! Move!

Go!

Take the Lazarum employees outside!

Move! Move! Move! Move!

Hasaan, we have less than 10 minutes

- before the building is surrounded.
- That's all we need.

Where's my sister?

Elizabeth Keen.

Elizabeth K...

Is that the one from the news?

Who do you work for? Who's
paying you to find her?

I've been contracted
by the German consulate

on an international matter that
has nothing to do with Keen.

I have diplomatic immunity.

You may expel me or let me go,

but you may not under any circumstance

bore me.

- Is that true?
- Yes.

He's private security.

So why were you on Crandall's jet?

He abducted a German biophysicist.
I was tasked with finding him.

You were on that jet
to find Elizabeth Keen,

just like you were at
Wing Yee this morning.

Oh, no. I was at Wing
Yee for their wonton soup.

It is fantastic.

You should try some. It
will calm your nerves.

Sir, sorry to interrupt.

It's about Agent Navabi.

Hey. What the hell do
you think you're doing?

Agent Ressler seems to
believe that we work together,

that we are part of some sort of cabal

that has attacked America,

and apparently he will not rest

until he gets the answer
that he is looking for.

But he's too polite to ask the question

in a manner that will yield the truth.

I thought I'd be of assistance.

- If you think that you're gonna...
- About Agent Navabi.

It is urgent.

They're watching.

- I'm putting a stop to this.
- Not yet.

Who told you Elizabeth Keen

was going to be at that restaurant?

Let me guess...

You and I are going to play
a game of catch-and-release.

Nothing quite so humane.

All this time and money and manpower

spent to find and kill me.

How many agents are
assigned to this task force?

I want their names and assignments.

I want that list.

I can't help you.

Now I think I need to find someone who can.

You. Up. Up.

Up! Up! Up! Up! Up!

Yes.

Who is your O.I.C.?

Your officer in charge, now!

It's me.

Tell me what's happening.

It's my brother. They're
calling him Hasaan.

I'm sorry, Samar.

I'm getting to the truth a little too late.

The Lazarum hostages have all
been executed. I don't understand.

If my brother is Hasaan, why
would he risk an attack like this?

For the list...

The list of Mossad agents
and their informants

working around the world
to find and execute Hasaan.

That list is I.S.O.O. secure.

It's not available electronically.

- There's only a hard copy.
- Where?

The covert source record room.

If that's where the list is,
that's where Hasaan is going.

In a few minutes, half the
federal agents in Washington

will have that building surrounded.

Your only job for now is to stay alive.

I have to stop him.

Keep your hands behind your head.

We got the location
from your men in Jordan.

All we need is the code.

I'll never give it to you.

- My people are prepared to die first.
- So be it.

Down.

We'll get into your precious safe

with or without you.

They'll be coming. We have to go.

- What are you doing?
- They got into the building.

They'll find a way into the safe.

We have to destroy the list before they do.

I thought you quit.

Yeah, I did,

but then you left me, so...

Aah!

She's burned the documents.

There's almost nothing left.

Samar, what did you do?

Hasaan, we have to go.

They have agents preparing to enter.

All our plans, and we're left with nothing!

- Kill her and be done with it.
- No.

She's Mossad.

The information we need is in her head.

He will be dead within the hour.

Clear!

Agents, move!

We take her with us.

We're looking for Agent Samar Navabi,

taken 22 minutes ago by Zal Bin Hasaan.

We have his photo and a
list of known associates.

Stop every train, search every car.

This woman's one of ours.

Bring her home.

There is nothing noble about
what you're doing, Shahin.

- Our parents would be ashamed.
- Our parents had no shame.

They were cowards.

How can you say that? They
died for speaking the truth.

You've been fooled.

You turned your back on
Iran, joined Mossad...

Shahin, they killed our parents.

Our parents brought death upon themselves,

and we suffered for it.

They betrayed us, betrayed our country.

The Pishin bombing.

It was you.

That was the day I became
the righteous warrior Zal.

Aah!

According to legend,

a great and wise bird
raised the young warrior Zal

in her nest atop the
highest peak of Damavand.

When he came of age,

she gave him a plume
of her radiant feathers

to burn if he was ever in desperate need,

and she would come to his aid.

Pity.

You seem to be fresh out of feathers.

- What do you want?
- Well, another spin of the bottle

in Melanie Reichman's basement,

but I'll settle for you.

What now?

That's your decision.

You can turn him in. You
know what will happen...

Rendition, hunger strikes, eventually death

in whatever hellhole he's thrown into.

Or you can give him to me.

The best I can offer
is death with a purpose.

Which is?

Agent Keen's freedom.

Sister...

You swore to protect me.

I swore to protect my brother.

He died in Pishin.

Hasaan is all yours.

Agent Navabi...

What?

What is it?

She's... she's okay.

That was her.

She's okay.

You're condoning what he did,

forcing this guy Solomon
to swallow a shank hook?

All that shows is his
callous disregard for the law.

Our national security is at risk.

While I don't approve
of your methods, Peter,

I am satisfied that there's no connection

between you and this Matias Solomon.

What I'm not satisfied by

is the explanation for the raid

that captured him.

He tapped Tom Keen's phone.

He heard Tom Keen set up a meeting
with Elizabeth Keen at Wing Yee.

Uh-huh.

And did he, um, share this intel with you?

No, he did not.

And when we found out,
we ran a tap of our own.

See what I'm dealing with
here? This insubordination.

The only insubordination
I see is yours, Peter.

I really thought I was clear.

Hating each other is fine.

Not sharing intel is not.

You and your team will vacate this facility

by the end of the day.

That's a terrible mistake.

You have till 5:00 p.m.

Hey. Sorry about earlier.

I had Keen.

I mean, she was supposed to be there,

and then this thing with Samar...

- What's he doing here?
- Trying to help Liz.

You son of a... I'm...
We talked about this!

We agreed not to work with him!

I told you about their meeting,

about that call between him and Keen...

- You tipped them off!
- If you will calm down for a second...

- What the hell is he doing here?
- Trying to help Liz.

I told you he wouldn't be on board.

You are a lying scumbag,
and I don't trust you.

If you do, you're a fool.

So, that's it, huh?

Just gonna walk away.

Hey, I'm talking to you.

That's enough!

Enough!

Leave it!

I have to live here.

You will have your meeting.

I'll be in touch when I'm ready.

Harold, Agent Keen tells me

- you have the man they call Karakurt.
- Yes.

And I intend on turning
him over to the Bureau

as soon as possible.

Don't.

I have a better idea.

About Karakurt,

I'm told he's with Harold Cooper.

Yeah, for now.

- I've arranged for an extraction team.
- Good.

About earlier...

I appreciate your understanding.

Oh, no, Peter.

I've been on the
receiving end of far worse.

As were you.

I know you don't approve of what I did...

- Giving him to Reddington.
- Reddington saved your life.

If giving him Hasaan
was the price for that,

I'd pay it twice over.

It took me years to mourn his loss.

Now I have to do it all over again.

I spoke to the E.R.

Sounds like Levi's gonna make it.

Seems like a good guy.

He is.

I mean, this place, this job, it's...

After Audrey died, I came
to work the very next day.

It's so easy to lose perspective,

forget what really matters.

Are you okay?

I'm not so sure.

What really matters is this...

here... now...

Nothing else is guaranteed.