The Blacklist s07e17 Episode Script

1 Previously on The Blacklist: I found something.
Fingerprint on the corner of the imam's desk.
It belongs to a man who's been imprisoned for 15 years, Arturo Ruel.
- About my chart.
- I didn't look at it.
I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention anything about it to Elizabeth.
Who are you? How about you let me ask the questions? Raymond! Why do you trust the words of men so faithfully? They weren't mere men, they were prophets.
They gave us the word of Allah.
How do you know Allah has anything to do with what's in that book? Faith.
I'm also a person of faith.
I have faith in myself.
Faith in false prophets is worse than no faith at all.
We're both innocents.
Caught in someone else's web of deceit.
Raymond Reddington's.
How could you know that? The same way I know who you are.
Dembe.
You're his father confessor.
Which is why I will never betray his confidence.
Even to save my life? I don't know how to do that.
No, but Dembe does.
- And if he's confided in you - I am bound to secrecy.
Even if it kills me.
That's what your faith requires? My faith requires me to pray for you.
Then your faith is a death sentence.
Why should I honour your faith if it doesn't honour me? You honour faith because without it, you are lost.
Is Dembe faithful? He is.
I wonder.
Clearly the prospect of my death doesn't shake your faith.
How about we see if the prospect of yours shakes his? Why don't you pray on that? Vitals are okay.
Pulse.
You need an MRI as well as a CT scan, but we need to look at this event as a wake-up call, Raymond.
It's time for a change.
Raymond.
Hey, you listening? Maybe you can get him to listen to reason.
- It's unlikely, but I will try.
- Try hard.
His life depends on it.
What? Everyone knows wine is dehydrating.
If you won't get help for yourself Sakiya.
Did she find something? then get it for the people who love you.
- Does she have a lead? - She does.
But it makes no sense.
We were wrong.
I was wrong.
Imam Asmal was not abducted by extremists or because he's involved with extremists.
Dembe knew that, and I ignored his counsel.
I can only hope that won't prove to be a fatal mistake.
You say you have a lead.
One of my cleaners went back over the scene of the abduction and she lifted DNA from a fingerprint she found on the imam's desk.
Aram, if you would be so kind.
Meet Arturo Ruel.
His résumé includes two stints at Wallens for carrying out targeted kidnappings in the U.
S.
and Mexico.
- What's his connection to the imam? - None.
We can circle back to the why after we figure out the how.
The two stretches at Wallens? He's doing one of them right now.
Ruel is in prison.
In complete isolation.
It does provide us with quite an engaging riddle.
Maybe the print was planted to throw us off.
Why plant a print that belongs to a man who has an ironclad alibi? Yes.
I love a good locked-door mystery.
Where the victim is killed inside a room no one has access to.
This is one better, the criminal is inside a room no one can get out of.
Ressler, Keen, get over to Wallens.
I'll reach out to the warden, let him know you're coming.
I'd like a list of all the prisoners who have been housed there in the last six months.
Ruel may not have had a connection with Imam Asmal, but perhaps someone else does.
Consider it done.
How's this possible? - That's what we're trying to figure out.
- You're sure it's his DNA? Without a doubt.
Arturo Ruel has spent the last three years in isolation.
He's 23/7.
He don't talk, he don't see the sun, he's like a vampire.
His DNA would suggest otherwise.
Maybe he was framed.
For all we know, he morphed into a bat and flew to the scene, but we're not gonna know for sure until we talk to Ruel himself.
Well, then, by all means, let's go get the little critter out of his cave.
Mr Ruel, thank you for agreeing to speak with us.
Who says I'm talking? I'm here for the view.
Yeah, I know I'm pretty, but you're not my type.
So how about you tell us why we found your print at a crime scene less than 48 hours ago? Don't know.
What'd I do? No.
I don't think you did anything.
I think you were in that concrete box of yours.
So I'm free to go? You're free to be charged with kidnapping, and depending on where the victim is and what condition he's in, you could be looking at anything from assault to murder by the time we're through.
Well, put it on my tab.
So why don't you just tell us who set you up? May I? I tell you what.
This is my agent in Tepito.
Call and ask why his cartel is letting me rot here in the States.
Once he answers that, well, I'll tell you whatever you wanna know about my prints or wherever you think they were found.
But until then, well tuck tail and go.
He can laugh all he wants, but the kid's gonna help us.
Why do you say that? It seems like our friend Ruel knows how to get through a locked door.
Trial started two weeks ago.
I thought our people would have it taken care of by now.
Tell me about the girl.
Case rests on her testimony.
She saw it happen.
State plans to call her up first thing Monday.
- Not enough time.
- I understand that.
I was under the impression we could handle this on our own, but that's not the case.
This lady, her testimony, it's about a lot more than a murder.
- Who's the kid? - Collateral damage.
They're keeping the two of them at a federal safe house, heavily guarded.
It's too fast.
Which is why I came to you.
I got less than 48 hours.
I have it on good authority that doesn't matter.
I heard you have access to people.
People with special skills who can help in short situations like this.
Can you do that or not? You and I need to talk money, but, yeah, we can take care of the lady.
First we take care of the money.
A list of prisoners in and out of Wallens Ridge in the last year.
- Where are you on Arturo Ruel? - He's willing to talk.
We're working on immunity now.
- New hangout? - The chef is a friend.
He needed an investor and I need his pumpkin pepper vichyssoise.
You bought a restaurant so you could eat vichyssoise? I bought a restaurant because I can.
A privilege you will soon enjoy.
I don't like vichyssoise.
Plus, the name is terrible.
It sounds like a Nazi collaborator.
Chicken soup, then.
Lobster bisque.
Whatever you'd like, wherever you'd like it.
As soon as the transition is complete.
- What transition? - Of assets.
From me to you.
I think it's almost time.
Yeah, that's not happening.
There are quite a few people to be taken care of.
Dembe and others, it's a fairly substantial list.
But arrangements have been made.
Protocols put in place, most things will take care of themselves.
But there are a lot of assets, billions of assets, of which, to a great degree, you'll be in control.
Of a criminal empire? I'm an FBI agent.
You're also the daughter of Katarina Rostova.
Believe me, it's not what I had hoped for or what I had planned for.
But as the good book says, "Man plans, God laughs.
" If it's not what you planned, why do it? - What changed? - Destiny.
Fate, me, you.
Marvin Gerard.
Your lawyer.
He's at Wallens? Got out three months ago.
Haven't spoken since.
Perhaps it's time to mend that fence.
- I got your message, what's going on? - Situation with Ruel.
- Ruel kept his mouth shut.
- That's what I thought.
But we caught this on surveillance.
Talk to the boys.
Take care of it.
Marvin, nobody abandoned you.
I went to prison.
You were in prison before I broke you out of prison to come work for me.
The only reason you were walking free is because I got you out.
Three years, Raymond.
Three years I'll never get back.
Marvin, what do you want me to say? Becky hit menopause while I was in that bird cage.
We wanted kids, but if you must know, I had performance anxiety during our conjugal visits.
Do you have any more Fun Foam Putty? I need it in blue.
Fun Foam Putty is at the end of that aisle.
- Yeah.
I didn't see blue.
- Then we're out.
You wanna check in the back? No, I don't wanna check.
I told you, it's at the end of the aisle.
If you don't see it, we're either out or you're not looking hard enough.
Marvin, listen, you went to prison, you kept my relationship with the task force to yourself.
I appreciate that.
I'm in your debt.
Is that why you're here? No.
I'm here because I need information about the prison where you served.
Wallens Ridge, something's happening inside those walls, and I need I'm afraid I gotta stop you right there, pal.
I can't assist you.
- Why not? - Because I am working in a toy store.
I'll give you money.
Whatever you need.
This isn't about money, it's about my law licence.
When they locked me up, I was disbarred.
I served my time, petitioned the state to be reinstated and passed the exam.
But the D.
C.
Office of Disciplinary Counsel is opposing my application on the grounds that I don't possess the moral character to practise law.
You're a lawyer, what does moral character have to do with anything? Tell me about it.
But this guy, Paul Wynn is his name.
He's a real prick.
And he's the one guy who gets to decide if I pass the ethics review and get my licence back.
Marvin, I'd love to help you, and I will, but this I'm putting my foot down.
You're holding me hostage.
It's called a negotiation.
You scratch my back, I scratch yours.
Just talk to this guy.
Try and move the needle.
You want me to threaten the Disciplinary Counsel so he'll certify your moral fortitude? Sounds about right.
Code 3, code 3.
Everybody down! Code 3, code 3.
Everybody down! Code 3, code 3! - Lock down the row.
- We got one stabbed.
Any available security personnel, we have a code 3 on C block.
Hold on.
He's been stabbed? Stabbed when? Just now.
I don't We're just getting word.
Any idea of his condition? You know as much as I do.
Sir, CRT has command.
- What do you wanna do with A and B blocks? - Lock them.
If C's clear, get medics in now.
All due respect, this is a federal investigation, we're gonna need to assist you in questioning everybody.
Fantastic.
You can have access to anyone you want.
I want the truth as much as you do, but right now, I got a prison to lock down.
Look at you.
Look at you.
Ray! - Al.
- Good to see you.
Dembe.
How are things? Better for seeing you.
How long has it been, must be close to a year? - That dinner at Le Coucou.
- Yeah.
The red deer and chestnut.
- And the Crêpes Suzette.
- The Crêpes Suzette.
And that fantastic crazy bassist from Dizzy's with the shoes and the hair.
Oh, my God.
What a night! - What a morning.
- Oh, honestly, Al, our schedules couldn't be more out of sync.
Imagine the trouble we'd find if you could stay up past 9.
You are the devil on my shoulder, Ray.
What? What's going on? I came as soon as I got Dembe's text.
- I'm in a bit of a sticky wicket.
- The Bulgarians? No.
This time, it's a friend, a lawyer.
Well, he was a lawyer.
- You remember Marvin Gerard? - How could I forget Marvin Gerard? Oh, my gosh.
Those Hawaiian shirts and his voice.
- They were louder than the shirt.
- I know.
I know.
- Oh, God.
- So is he okay? - You know, he - Hello? Indiana Avenue between 2nd and 3rd.
One hour, or he dies.
How do I know he's not dead already? I'm looking for information.
He wouldn't give it to me.
I'm betting that to save his life, you will.
- Let me talk to him.
- If I see Reddington, if he's involved in this in any way, the imam dies whether or not you tell me what I want to know, understood? - Understood.
- Please don't let your imam down.
I've grown quite fond of him.
Arturo Ruel was murdered.
You know anything about that? - I don't know.
- Don't know or can't say? Can't say if I know or not.
Your cell is next to Ruel's.
Any idea how his fingerprint ended up at a crime scene over 20 miles away? You're asking the wrong guy.
When it comes to fingerprints I'm no expert.
Imam Sadiq Asmal.
- Ring any bells? - I'm a Buddhist.
Ruel mention anything about Muslims to you? You're a hacker.
Banks, insurance companies.
I am a security consultant, only in reverse.
An insecurity consultant.
And Ruel works in K&R.
Only instead of getting people back, he took them.
Cool.
Maybe I should check his Linkedln page.
You're both known criminals.
- A getaway driver.
- An explosives expert.
A glorified leg-breaker, and yet you're in isolation.
- What's your point? - My point is, people with rap sheets like yours don't usually end up in the isolation cell block.
And yet here you are.
Why is that? I'm just not a people person.
It's weird, right? The records of the inmates we spoke to.
They didn't merit isolation.
Could be the warden uses the isolated block to get them to toe the line.
I mean, it explains why they wouldn't talk.
Didn't wanna cause any trouble.
Could be, but trouble for whom? Who were they protecting? Maybe Gerard knows.
If that mouthpiece knows anything, Reddington will get him to blow.
Reddington wants to hand down his empire to me.
You seem surprised.
What did you think, he was gonna give it to charity? I didn't think about it, and I'm not going to accept it, but it's a little odd that he would bring it up now.
He found out I hired a PI to shadow Ilya Koslov.
So he knows that you know that's not his real identity.
Yeah, and instead of confronting me about it, he decided to try and hand down the keys to his kingdom.
And there's gotta be a reason.
What about mortality? His life is always in mortal danger.
Yeah.
From criminals who don't scare him, but this is different.
What do you know? You remember when Reddington reconnected with Spalding Stark? You haven't mentioned my blood panel results.
We've been too busy.
Yeah.
You said that was for an investment purpose.
I told you what he asked me to tell you, but the truth is, when I was in Stark's lab, I saw Reddington's medical file.
- What did it say? - I didn't read it.
But it was the size of a telephone book.
Clearly, he didn't want me to see what was in it.
I let it go, but if he's thinking about his successor, my guess is that's why.
Paul can be a prickly guy, but But he's a good man.
As is Marvin, prickly.
And a good man.
Paul is smart as a whip, haven't been with him that long, but I don't wanna lose him as a lawyer.
Guy's a shark.
You won't lose him.
Trust me.
He doesn't wanna lose you as a client.
Oh, speak of the devil.
Excuse me.
Paul.
I should go, Raymond.
Chuck and Morgan will cover while I check on the imam's wife.
She's worried.
Of course.
Take your time.
Tell her we're doing everything we can.
Paul, I'd like you to meet Ray and his friend, Marvin.
- What the hell is this? - A meeting of the minds.
- Why is he here? - You know Marvin, you know why he's here.
It's about his licence to practise.
- That's never gonna happen.
- Think again, you evergreen dip-spit.
- What the hell did you just call me? - You heard me.
Swear to God, I'll have your nuts in a Cheerio.
Okay.
All right, everybody just calm down.
Paul, like it or not, Ray is a friend, a dear friend.
And you get to decide if his friend, Marvin, gets his law licence back.
Al, come on.
Not here.
Okay.
All right Just hold on a minute.
Let's sit down.
Let's listen.
Mr Wynn, say what you will about Marvin Gerard, and God knows there's a lot to say.
But the man has suffered a great deal of hardship in his life.
And through it all, he has remained resolute in his advocacy for and dedication to his clients.
His principles and sense of justice have always remained intact.
Now, his personality, his demeanour, that's another subject entirely.
That being said, Paul, you're the Disciplinary Counsel, you run the Ethics Committee.
So let me pose an ethical question, is it so wrong to reinstate a man with a questionable character in exchange for, say, keeping a client with an unquestionable one? You wouldn't leave me.
Reinstate him or I'll walk and take my guaranteed contract with me.
- You wouldn't.
- Oh, dear.
Listen, for what it's worth, I once lost a bundle to Al thinking he was bluffing during a hand of seven-card stud.
He has the sweetest, most childlike face.
But my guy Al is as serious as a heart attack.
But, please, don't take my word for it.
Talk it over with your client.
See what's happening in his neck of the woods.
I understand the committee is meeting this afternoon.
Get in.
Harold, are you there? We're here.
So I'm here with an old friend who may have some helpful intel about Arturo Ruel and his mysterious fingerprint.
More of a hunch, really.
Is that Marvin Gerard? - Aren't you supposed to be in lockup? - Hello, Agent Keen.
- Who's Marvin Gerard? - I have no conventional proof.
But I suspect Ruel's fingerprint wasn't lifted, or moved, but ended up in the office of Dembe's imam because Ruel was there in person.
How's that possible? Someone let him out of prison? I won't pretend to know the details.
I was in an entirely different block.
But people like to talk in prison, and what they say is that in this prison, there is a small but trusted group of inmates who get special favours.
- Well, that's true for every prison.
- Yes.
But in Wallens, the warden frequently puts his favourite inmates in isolation just for looking at someone the wrong way.
Why would he do that? There's no better alibi than being in isolation.
It only requires a small crew on the take to say you're there when you're not.
And the leader on this crew is Vincent Martin.
Longtime prison guard and Warden Cain's right-hand man.
You believe they're putting inmates into isolation so they can let them out to commit crimes? What Marvin is suggesting is something fishy is going on at Wallens Ridge, so if we're trying to understand how the DNA of an incarcerated man ended up at a new crime scene while he was in jail, we need to start by looking at Vincent Martin.
He's the one ultimately responsible for the vanishing of Imam Asmal.
I'm telling you, dollars to doughnuts, this guy is up to something and it's not good.
Aram, pull what we have on Martin.
Keen, Park, get eyes on him.
Let's see where he might take us.
That's the guard, Martin? Yeah, that's him, all right.
Where's he going? His shift doesn't end for four more hours.
No idea.
That's what we're gonna find out.
What do you think? I don't know.
Call it in, see if Aram can give us any details.
- Where are you going? - For a closer look.
It's them.
The inmates from Wallens, guys we interrogated.
Heavily armed.
Armed for what? Okay, Agent Keen, the address you gave me isn't in the system.
It's an unknown.
Aram, we need you to roll units here now.
- The inmates - Inmates? Wait.
From Wallens.
They're on site with enough military-grade equipment to start a war.
No lights or sirens, have them set a two-block Whoa.
- Hang on.
- Hang on? Why? - What's going on? - Aram, they're on the move.
Get units here now.
We're in pursuit.
Sir, Marvin Gerard was right.
Evidently, Martin smuggled several inmates out of Wallens.
They're heavily armed and on the move.
- Where? - That's unclear.
Roll assets their way.
What the hell are they doing? I got the ones with the ladder.
Aram, 2318 Central Ave.
Four unsubs.
All armed.
Yeah, I have units en route.
I got something else.
A car with government plates.
Surveillance.
This could be a sting.
D.
C.
plates, six-bravo-six-delta-five-November.
Copy.
Part of the Marshals' fleet, you think? It's a protective detail.
Reach out and see what you can find out about operations.
Whatever's about to happen here is gonna happen fast.
Copy.
- Cameras are down.
- Copy that.
Here we go.
- All right, we're in place.
- Forty-five seconds.
Go.
Go.
Don't even think about it.
Agent Keen, I just hung up with the Marshals, and they're holding a witness named Sarah Wims.
She's the lead witness in a murder trial and is being held next door to the address you gave me.
Next door? Marshals are getting word to their teams and have units on their way.
FBI, stop right there! Freeze! Get to the target.
The park is literally across the street.
Maybe just 20 minutes? The building next door is housing a witness, Sarah Wims.
That's the target.
What? What do you mean next? What was that? You get in the bedroom.
Stay and don't come out.
Shots fired.
We need help.
We got shots fired.
Notify base and seal the perimeter.
Please.
No.
Please, don't.
- Stop.
- FBI.
Hands! Drop your weapon.
- You okay? - Yeah.
It's over.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
- It's gonna be okay.
I promise.
Hello, Mr Zuma.
It's time to find out with whom your loyalties lie.
Tell me how it worked.
We're given targets.
- We? - Yeah.
Me, Waats, Fingers and Cisco.
Who gave you these targets? Was it the guard, Martin? Did he let you in and out of the prison? Tell me about today's target, Sarah Wims.
We don't get names or reasons.
- Just targets.
- Well, she was an extraordinary target.
No one would blame you if you chose not to testify.
After this, nothing could keep me from testifying.
She'd agreed to testify against the Doyle gang.
Mobsters who traffic heroin and cocaine.
Imam Sadiq Asmal.
I told you.
I don't know names.
You took him from his mosque.
We need to know where he is.
- I don't know.
- Well, who does? Martin.
Does he know? They take care of my family, all our families.
They look out for us.
Right now, I'm the only one looking out for you.
And I can't do that unless you give me a reason to.
Like a name.
It went sideways.
- How? - The FBI.
That's how.
Calm down.
We got to Ruel before he could say anything.
They got Tank.
The others escaped.
Tell the others to go to the safe house.
I'll meet them there.
You get back to the prison.
Discover the jailbreak, issue a BOLO.
Follow protocol.
It's the warden.
The inmates he puts in isolation, he takes care of their families.
And they take care of him.
He's the man with the key to the locked room.
He tells them what to do, and it's very need-to-know.
And they don't know where the imam is? No.
They don't.
We're clear, then.
You know the information I'm looking for and what will happen if you refuse to give it.
- Yes.
- Talk it over with your spiritual advisor.
After all it's his life that hangs in the balance.
Are you hurt? Only by the thought that you could be.
You are devoted to two men and are being forced to betray one for the other.
A man's life is more important than a man's secrets.
Some lives are built on secrets.
And when they are revealed the life they're built on ends as well.
Are you trying to confuse me? I'm trying to help you see there is no easy answer.
That either choice carries a burden I wish with my whole heart that you didn't have to carry.
If I let you die to save Raymond's soul, how will I ever save my own? This is not your fault.
Do you hear me, son? You are not to blame.
You are not to blame.
You are not to blame.
You are not to blame.
- What are we doing? - We're doing what we're told.
The op was blown.
The warden will take care of us.
He always has.
The warden's got no juice left after this.
- What do you say we should do? - We're escaped prisoners.
I say we escape.
That's one option.
I'm not going back.
No.
You're not.
We're on your side, all right? We're a team.
We were.
A damn good team.
My doctor told me to stay away from grapefruit juice.
Who are you? He said something about statins and how grapefruit affects the metabolic this or that, I don't know.
But whatever the risk, ruby red is worth it.
Please, sit.
Hands.
My name is Raymond Reddington.
And as a general rule, "innovative" is not a word I would use to describe a prison warden.
The indignities that the men in your charge are subjected to are cruel and often inhumane.
But you You found a way to monetise that cruelty.
I imagine your clients pay top dollar for you to commit the perfect crime on their behalf.
Street crimes using men who are off the street.
I'm curious how you landed on the idea.
The lightbulb moment.
I love hearing about lightbulb moments.
Do tell.
That's an order, not a request.
I inherited the business from my daddy and his daddy before him.
My great-great grandpa used to catch freed blacks, lock them up down in Angola.
Then he'd lease them out to the highest bidder.
They'd work people's fields, timber.
There's no reforming them.
They come through my gates, they ain't people.
They're broken.
Might as well put them to some use.
I guess that just about says it all, doesn't it? Imam Asmal.
Who hired you to abduct him? Time is of the essence.
Her name is Maddy Tolliver.
Think again.
About what? - You asked me - Maddy Tolliver is dead.
She wasn't dead two weeks ago.
I swear to God she wasn't.
Where did she have you deliver him? If I tell you that, are you gonna let me go? Where? I see you've prayed on your decision.
Release him.
And I'll tell you what you want to know.
Let's record this for the world to see.
Shall we? I need an answer.
I'm not waiting.
Ma'am, you gotta go right now.
He sold you out.
- Where is she? - Did you hear what I said? He talked.
No, he didn't.
- If he had, they'd be dead already.
- I got him.
You're not going after her.
I'm here to make sure of that.
- You got him? - We're just gonna stay here and have a nice chat.
Did you tell her anything? No.
But I was going to.
We got the call a couple hours ago.
There's two gunshot wounds to the torso at close range, based on the GSR and stippling.
That's him.
I'll call off the hunt.
We're almost done here.
I'll get the autopsy file to your task force by this time tomorrow.
Sir, just got off with the DA.
Sarah Wims testified.
Looks like guilty on all counts.
And the man who contracted the warden? Colin Anglum, you're under arrest for the attempted murder of Sarah Wims.
Sarah who? Like I'm supposed to know who that It was in Warden Cain's ledger.
Which is good, since he's not around to tell us about it.
The warden's dead, his ledger gives us the people who hired him, and Imam Asmal is safe.
I think we can close the books on this.
Well, I looked over the ledger, and it gives us every name but one.
The person who hired him to take the imam.
And the imam won't say.
I spoke with him myself.
He says it's a private matter between him and a congregant.
I've missed you.
You think he had a binary choice? I think he had no choice at all.
We always have a choice.
If you have situational ethics, he doesn't.
There is a right and a wrong.
And you were right, and I was wrong.
No, you and I were irrelevant to his struggle for spiritual discipline.
Dembe and I have done this dance before.
I made it clear there wouldn't be an encore.
Jihad doesn't start and stop.
It is constant.
For him, for me.
And for you.
What do you know of my struggle? I know we all have one every day.
Today my struggle was whether to tell the FBI who had abducted me.
Tomorrow it will be why I didn't.
Dembe asked you not to.
Yes.
He did.
He left me no choice.
Whether I liked it or not.
Dembe's imam.
Was that really necessary? You mean, he's not in the game.
- A bystander.
- I mean, was it necessary? In the situation I'm in, in the situation Reddington put me in there are no bystanders.
Does he know that you're alive? He does now.
I don't know what you did, but whatever it was, thank you.
Thanks can wait.
I need you to do something for me.
Thanks cannot wait.
I was about to be disbarred.
One conversation with you and I'm suddenly a paragon of legal ethics.
You're welcome.
You're going after people I care about.
I'm not going after them.
I'm giving them a choice.
Dembe made the right one.
If it comes to it one day, I hope you will too.
I thought I already had.
You did.
And it saved me.
It's about my will and my various trusts.
Seeing as how she is the primary beneficiary, I'd like you to set aside a time to review them with Elizabeth.
You're giving a cop the keys to your kingdom? Regrettably.
There will be more choices for you to make.
Between you and him.
- Why do it? - Because where she's going, she'll need it.
And where, pray tell, is our plucky heroine going? To a very dark and dangerous place.
I don't think one of us can live while the other survives.
She doesn't see it, or can't accept it.
But her path is undeniable.
You make it sound like she has no choice.
What'd you say? I said you make it sound like she has no choice.
I guess that is what I'm saying.
Sometimes there is no choice.
And I think the outcome is in your hands.