In other killing spree news, Ressler and Bobby apprehend Mako Tanida. As they’re driving, Tanida pipes up from the backseat that someone has been sitting in his throne, wearing his mantle of drug kingpin. Who could that be? What the what -- it’s Bobby! Ressler is sitting next to the man who is indirectly responsible for his girlfriend dying! For a second time today, Ressler gets into a car crash in a suburban. Bobby limps off through the snow, away from the wreckage, and Ressler chases after him. In the heat of his anger, he’s ready to finish Bobby off. Ressler is firmly on Team Red now: “It’s because of Reddington that Audrey came back into my life. It’s because of you that she’s gone. My greatest enemy brought her back to me and my best friend took her away,” he yells.
But before he loses it completely, Liz shows up with the rest of the Feds who are here to save Ressler from himself, which they do. Bobby falls on his sword for the second death-by-evisceration of the evening. [Body Count: 6] I wish that Liz had given Ressler a hug (amendment: I wish that I had given Ressler a hug,) but instead Ressler goes home alone... where he discovers the heartbreaking news that Audrey was probably pregnant, since he finds a test in a pile of her laundry at his apartment. Oh you sweet, sad, wounded man.
We see Reddington (another sweet, sad, wounded man) at the ballet performance of Swan Lake and we hear one of the dancers say he is their biggest donor and that his daughter once danced in this show when she was a child. And the last shot of the episode is of his program, which is dated March 22, 1987 and a little girl is onstage dancing alone…
Now for the final moment between Liz and Tom -- the world’s most deluded and disturbing couple since Lady and Lord Macbeth. Tom is in the shower, and we see the red-tinged water pooling at his feet as he scrubs off the blood and dirt that are sticking to his hands after a long night burying corpses in the icy ground of a nearby forest. And then Liz jumps in with him, naked. So now they’re both naked, in the shower, standing in the bloody water. Vomit. But to make it worse, the camera pans to Liz’s back, which now has blood residue smeared on it from Tom’s filthy hands. Out, damned spot. Out, I say!
Red too has decided that he’ll be friends with Ressler. He feels like they have a kinship over their loss of a loved one(s) to brutal, senseless murder. He has a box delivered to Ressler with a sympathy bauble, just something small. And with it a note: “There is nothing that can take the pain away, but eventually you’ll find a way to live with it…. Everyday, when you wake up it will be the first thing you think about. Until one day, it will be the second thing.” Red holds to the old custom of welcoming new friends with the severed head of their enemies. In this twisted underworld of spies and terrorists, I would certainly like to be BFF’s with the guy who puts people’s heads in polished wooden boxes. [Body Count: 7]