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Episode 9

Assistant Director Harold Cooper: Reddington's off the radar.

Lizzie's morality: What do you mean? We don't know where Reddington is?

Lizzie: Where is he? Is he alright?

Lizzie's morality: Do I have to save his ass again?! #so tired #actual 5 years old

Assistant Director Harold Cooper: CIA's not saying.

Lizzie's morality: Why not? Reddington's our asset!

Assistant Director Harold Cooper: Only 41 people in the US government know that. I've talked to all of them, nobody knows where he is.

Samar Navabi: He's been on the run for 25 years. His arrest was bound to happen.

Agent Donald Ressler: No, Reddington moves too fluidly to get caught up in something as obvious as a public assassination in Hong Kong. No, he wanted this to happen.

Samar Navabi: His arrest happened overseas. We have to assume he wanted proximity to something.

Agent Donald Ressler: Well, if he's grabbed, it's either by the CIA ground branch or JSOC.

Lizzie's morality: You think it's an intelligence apparatus that's holding him? He's such a damsel in distress…here we go again! "I'm just your average ordinary everyday superhero, Trying to save the world, but never really sure"

Later…

Agent Donald Ressler: We got him! CIA analyst at Langley confirmed they're holding Reddington at an off-book lockdown called The Factory.

Samar Navabi: That's bad news, that's really bad news!

Lizzie: On a scale of 1-10 how screwed are we?

Assistant Director Harold Cooper: It's a level-10 detention facility specifically designed to process detainees who've been trained to withstand interrogation and torture. Assets are brought in, information is squeezed out- data, intel, anything that may be of value.

Aram Mojtabai: This place is a slaughterhouse for spies.

Lizzie: Great…so we're hella screwed!

Lizzie's morality: We've got to get him out of there! He's mine! I mean….he's our asset.

Assistant Director Harold Cooper, Aram Mojtabai, Samar Navabi, Agent Donald Ressler, basically everyone in The Post Office: Sure… #not buying it face

Then…

Lizzie:" I am a woman on a mission whoa, Nothing can stop me, I'm stronger than ever, I'm gonna see this through, I am a woman on a mission whoa, Whatever it takes I will do what I gotta do" *someone grabs her from behind*

Red's libido: Well, look who I ran into….. Do you want to go in the janitor's closet and make out? * "Careless whisper" starts playing in the distance*

Lizzie's libido:"Touch me like you do, touch me like you do, What are you waiting for?"

Red: What the hell are you doing here?

Lizzie: I came to help get you out, duh. I will always save you!

Red: You came out of curiosity.

Lizzie's morality: Or maybe I actually care about what happens to you! There, I said it!

Red: You need to leave!

Lizzie: Ressler and Samar have been taken hostage.

Red: They shouldn't even be here, you never should've come here. I'll get to Ressler and Samar as soon as I can, but you need to get back on that chopper.

Lizzie: Not without Ressler and Samar or You! " Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, Never gonna run around and desert you, Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye, Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you"

Lizzie's morality: Now, how are we gonna stop Braxton? He has an entire team.

Red: Well, sadly, there isn't a prison on Earth where I don't know a few guys.

Later…

Gernert: Who is she? Who is this girl?

Red: She's with me! "Keep your hands off my girl, Keep your hands off my girl"

Gernert: What does that even mean? Is she your girlfriend? Your lover? Your wife? Your partner? Your lady friend?

Red: Have you ever heard of Bruno Ashmanskis? The most skilled cat burglar I've ever had the pleasure of working with. Bruno mostly did jobs on commission, but he always wanted to do something for himself, something special, so he got it into his head that he was gonna break into the Fitzwilliam Museum in Cambridge to steal an imperial vase from the Qing Dynasty worth millions- the single biggest trophy of his career.

Lizzie: *staring at his lips*"I wanna have your babies, It's serious like crazy, I wanna have your babies, I see them springing up like daisy's"

Lizzie's morality: What happened?

Red: I never heard from him again. I'd always assumed he'd succeeded, that he was sipping some umbrella-clad cocktail on a beach in Tahiti( it's a magical place), until five years later during a remodel of the Fitzwilliam, they removed a wall. There was poor Bruno-what was left of him, anyway…. stuck inside a heating duct, still clutching that vase. I prefer to think of old Bruno on that beach in Tahiti.

Gernert: Sorry to interrupt this bubbling romance, but we have a problem!

Red: What? This better be important or else….

Gernert: This model has redundant computerized safeguards. If I attempt to over-pressurize the boiler tank, those safeguards kick in automatically.

Lizzie: There's nothing you can do to override it?

Gernert: It would have to be done manually. That means someone standing here, resetting those pressure-relief valves every 90 seconds, while someone else mans the temperature controls until this pressure cooker hits 700 PSI, and that is not gonna be me!

Red: You're not going anywhere. You are so dead! *points a gun at him*

Gernert: #YOLO

Lizzie: Wait! You shoot him, they'll hear. They'll be here within 60 seconds, and then what? We can do this, you and I! "Ain't nobody in the world but you and I, You and I, Ain't nobody in the world"

Red: Okay, fine! # whipped # such a good hubby

Lizzie: After the pressure reaches 700, how long do we have until it explodes?

Gernert: Anywhere from 10 to 20 seconds, but there's no way to know for sure. You're better off walking away now.

Lizzie: We can do this!

Red: We're alone in a dark place, sounds like the perfect time to confess my undying love for you!

Red's heart: Keep it simple. You only have to say 3 words 8 letters: I love you!

Red: In Mexico, there are these fish that have colonized the freshwater caves along Sierra del Abra. They were lost, they found themselves living in complete darkness. But they didn't die. Instead, they thrived, they adapted. They lost their pigmentation, their sight, eventually even their eyes. With survival, they became... hideous. I've rarely thought about what I once... was. But I wonder, if a ray of light were to make it into the cave, would I be able to see it? Or feel it? Would I gravitate to its warmth? And if I did, would I become...less hideous?

Lizzie: What?

Lizzie's morality: I don't get it!

Red's heart: What did I told you to do?!

Red: I am a fish and you are my light.

Lizzie: Are you trying to say that you love me? Because I already know that, you silly!

Lizzie's morality: Maybe he's just very passionate about fish.

Red: I didn't want you to come here, follow me here. Because the truth is if I don't stop Braxton, what he'll discover is that he can't get the Fulcrum without you.

Lizzie: What does that mean "without me"?

Red: Get out of here!

Then…

Lizzie: Red?

Lizzie's morality: Reddington?!

Red: zzzz.

Lizzie: Breathe! Oh, my God! Red, breathe!

Lizzie's morality: Raymond Red Reddington, breathe or so help me God I'll fucking hit you in the face! Breathe, you son of a bitch! You can't leave me like this!

More later…

Desmond: Reddington, get up! You got to get up!

Red: Where is she?

Desmond: I count at least a dozen cells destroyed. We've got inmates in the southeast quad.

Red: You seem like a decent guy, Desmond. You should do something else for a living.

Desmond: I just told you the animals are loose. You can't get to the Nest without going through them. They're gonna kill you out there! What are you gonna do?

Red: I'm gonna get her back! "When the screws are tightenin', and the tears are falling, I can hear her crying out to be saved, And like a bolt of lightning, I go answer the call" *kills everyone who stands in his way and saves Lizzie*

Lizzie: My hero! Current sexuality: Red disheveled and covered in blood! *points a gun at Luther Braxton* Nobody messes with Bonnie and Clyde…..I mean with Lizzie and Red!

Red: All this, Luther, and you don't even know what the hell you're looking for.

Luther Braxton: I know what it's worth.

Red: It's not what you think. It's not a golden ticket, it's a target on your back.

Luther Braxton: I know all the stories, Red. I know where it was 20 years ago, and I know when it disappeared. I know about the house, the fire, the girl…..wait a minute! #MOMENT OF REALISATION

Lizzie: What?! #confused

Luther Braxton: No wonder you came for her. She was there that night, wasn't she? She's the one?

Red: #caught. Is it that obvious? "You're the one that I want, You are the one I want, Oo, Oo, Oo, the one that I need, Oh yes indeed"

Lizzie: Wait, what?

Red: Shoot him!