[2024]
Whitehat: You're not talking about...?
Lia: The number 1 most wanted man on the Blackwatch kill list.
Whitehat: And how are we supposed to reach a guy like that? It's not like we can just call him and demand to meet.
Lia: We can't, but Charlotte Mayen can.
Whitehat, puzzled, asks for clarification.
Whitehat: What do you mean? I thought she died in a CIA operation.
Lia explains her idea with determination.
Lia: She did die, but what if we claim she didn't? What if we say she faked her death?
Whitehat raises a skeptical eyebrow.
Whitehat: After Charlotte died, the CIA dismantled her criminal empire. From her perspective, it wouldn't be a smart choice to fake her death. Why would Reddington believe it?
Lia remains resolute, emphasizing the urgency of their situation.
Lia: We have to try something. It's a long shot, but it's the only way we can contact Reddington.
Whitehat, though hesitant, understands the gravity of the situation.
Whitehat: Okay, let's say he would believe it. How would we even give him the message?
Lia reveals a possible connection they can exploit.
Lia: My friend, Agent 10, before she... died, was part of a task force trying to hunt down and eliminate Reddington. They had a lead on him – an old associate. Apparently, they go way back.
Whitehat's curiosity grows.
Whitehat: Who's this associate?
Lia answers with a name that could potentially open doors to their dangerous plan.
Lia: His name is Dan Vasco.
[2026]
In a dimly lit and cluttered safe house, the air was tense with an aura of secrecy. Glitch, his face marked with a mix of anxiety and determination, sat across from the enigmatic figure of Raymond Reddington. Both men knew the gravity of the situation - New York was under lockdown, and Glitch needed a way out.
Mia, concealed behind a cracked door, peered intently through a small opening. Her eyes narrowed, absorbing every word exchanged between the two men. As the conversation unfolded, her thoughts interwove with their dialogue, creating an intricate web of espionage and suspicion.
Glitch: (whispering) New York's become a fortress. I need to get out, and fast.
Reddington: (calmly) And what exactly are you offering in return?
Mia's thoughts echoed, analyzing their words.
Mia: (thinking) Glitch needs an escape, and this guy has a way out of the city? But who is that guy?
As their negotiation continued, a sudden rustling noise emanated from Mia's hiding spot. Her heart raced as she realized she had made a mistake. Both Glitch and Reddington froze, their eyes scanning the room.
Mia's heart pounded in her chest. She had to act quickly, to regain control of the situation. With a firm resolve, she stepped into the open, her firearm raised.
Mia: (assertively) FBI! Drop your weapons and get down! Backup is on its way!
Reddington's bodyguards moved swiftly, aiming their guns at Mia. The tension was palpable, the standoff reaching a critical point.
Glitch, however, assessed the situation differently. He turned to Reddington, a sly smile playing on his lips.
Glitch: (confidently) They're not coming here, Mr. Reddington. The FBI has no knowledge of this meeting. But the fact that this single agent went rogue managed to infiltrate our rendezvous should be cause for concern.
Mia listened, her own thoughts aligning with Glitch's words.
Mia: (thinking) Shit, he called my bluff.
Glitch's proposal hung in the air, an unspoken pact between two fugitives.
Glitch: (smirking) From one fugitive to another, why don't we help each other? You aid me in escaping New York, and in return, I provide you with valuable information about Blackwatch.
Mia: [thinking] Blackwatch? What is that?
Reddington regarded Glitch with a mixture of curiosity and amusement.
Reddington: (raising an eyebrow) And what about our unexpected guest here?
Glitch's eyes met Mia's, his tone uncharacteristically sincere.
Glitch: (softly) Let her live. I may be accused of many things, but I won't add innocent blood to that list.
Mia: [thinking] Innocent blood?
Reddington's laughter resonated through the room, and in that moment, a fragile alliance was forged.
[2024]
Whitehat: So, where do we find Dan Vasco?
Lia: Well, you see...
The scene transitions to a stark psychiatric hospital, the atmosphere heavy with an unsettling quietness.
Whitehat: (incredulous) Are you... kidding me?
Lia: I said it's a long shot.
Whitehat's disbelief is palpable.
Whitehat: Long shot? No, this is the longest shot we've ever taken. I mean, the guy is insane! How on earth can he even contact Reddington?
Lia remains steadfast, her expression determined.
Lia: The theory was that his insanity is an act, a facade to throw off suspicion.
Whitehat: (skeptically) Was? What do you mean, was?
Lia: They observed him for 60 days, and he never once broke character.
Whitehat's skepticism deepens.
Whitehat: Or maybe he didn't break character because HE IS INSANE?!?
Lia: Like I said, it's a long shot.
Lia and Whitehat enter the hospital, their purpose resolute.
Nurse: (cheerfully) Hello, are you here to visit someone?
Lia: Dan Vasco.
Nurse: (enthusiastically) Oh, that's wonderful! He doesn't get many visitors.
Lia: (politely) Could you show us to his room?
Nurse: Of course, right this way.
The nurse guides them to Dan's room and then leaves them alone.
Lia: Dan, I work for Charlotte Mayen. She's trying to reach Reddington. She faked her death.
Dan's response is far from coherent, lost in his own world.
Dan: The rabbit on your head is red! AHAHAH!
Whitehat, his skepticism turning to frustration, mutters under his breath.
Whitehat: I told you this won't work.
Lia remains undeterred, her conviction unshaken.
Lia: We have to do this for Charlotte. We have to at least try.
Whitehat, catching on to Lia's charade, plays along.
Whitehat: (reluctantly) Yeah, whatever. I don't owe that woman anything.
Lia's patience wears thin.
Lia: (sharply) Shut up.
Dan's next utterance adds an eerie layer to the encounter.
Dan: His rabbit is green! HAHAHA!
Lia, a mix of frustration and resignation, concedes.
Lia: Well, at least we tried.
In a final effort, Lia hands Dan a note with her number written on it.
Lia: If you're still in there, give this number to Reddington.
Whitehat and Lia step out of the hospital, the weight of their encounter with Dan Vasco lingering in the air.
Whitehat: So, what do we do now?
Lia: Now we wait.
Suddenly, Lia's phone rings, and the caller ID displays "Nick's Pizza."
Lia: (confused) Hello?
A distinct voice, calm and measured, comes through the phone.
Reddington: 964 S. Charles Drive, Woodside, NY 11377. Be there today, midnight.
Without further explanation, Reddington hangs up, leaving Lia stunned.
Whitehat: (almost incredulous) Who was that?
Lia: (in awe) ... Reddington.