(Lizzie, Ressler, Malik, and Aram, are being interrogated)
Interrogator: According to the report from your therapist, you feel guilty about what happened during the raid.
Aram: Of course I do, I shot a man. I thought what I said during therapy was confidential.
Interrogator: He was a terrorist. Why would you feel guilty about that?
Aram: Because he was human.
(Red Investigates the woman who pulled the tracking chip from his neck)
Paramedic: I've told you everything. I promise.
Red: I believe you have. You have such a pretty face. And a paramedic... What a shame?
(Her body is shown laying on some rocks)
(Red takes a moment to watch his victim. The guy has a lit cigar in his mouth, and he's been doused in liquor)
Red: Oh my god the suspense is killing me! (Red shoots him)
(Reddington has kidnapped Aram and wants him to complete some kind of high tech money transfer)
Red: This is a colt .45 1911. I can strip and reassemble this weapon in well under two minutes.
Aram: Mr. Reddington, please.
Red: Once I have it reassembled I am going to reload the mag. And if at that time your task remains incomplete, I'm going to empty that mag into your head.
Aram: That's really messed up.
Red: Don't look so stricken. The first shot will kill you.
(After shooting her husband, throwing her in the closet, and threatening to shoot her if she wasn't quiet, Reddington walks to the closet door.)
Red: Janice, my sincerest apologies. I'll take a rain check on the stroganoff, it smells delicious.
(Red shows up at Lizzie's apartment and sits on the couch to talk)
Lizzie: Did you bring me anything?
Red: Yes. The next name on the blacklist.