Sitting outside a cafe sits a man looking around for his OurTime.com date. Before his menopausal match can join him a menacing bald guy joins him. The bald guy vaguely threatens him so OurTime goes full on Theresa Guidice, flips the table, and runs into the street and stops a van. He begs the driver to help but he’s with baldy and shoots him with something. OurTime passes out and wakes up handcuffed to a gurney and being rolled into an operating room and anesthetized against his will. Now it’s 5am and the police are forcing homeless people to leave the shelter of a bridge. They find OutTime, dead, with a large but precise gaping wound in his chest where his heart should be.
Liz wakes up and sees Tom’s glasses lying on the nightstand. She panics and turns on the light and there’s Tom holding a gun on her. He’s looks like he just wandered out of Seattle circa 1994, all shaggy hair, full beard and gray hoodie.
He tells her that Red is using her and once Berlin is dead Red will kill her. He knows Red knows he’s there and is on the way to kill him but he had to warn her. She tells him to put down the gun if he is trying to help and he immediately does. He tells her to ask Red why he really turned himself in and what really happened the night of the fire. To ask how the fire, Naomi (Red’s botox-ridden wife), and her father are connected. The door flies open and Red, in full suit, black hat and black trench coat, holds a gun on Tom, telling Liz she should have killed him. Tom again says she has to ask about the fire so Red shoots him in the chest multiple times. Then he turns to Liz and walks towards her, colder and meaner than we’ve seen him yet. “What do you want, Agent Keene?” he asks.
Obviously that was a dream – Red never calls her Agent Keene. Not to mention that would solve the Tom mystery way too fast. She checks her gun then heads out of the motel and OMG PAUL REUBENS IS GUEST STARRING! Love him, love every weird bit of him. As she walks to her car she notices a guy who also just left the hotel and is walking in the same direction. Naturally she slams him against a wall and demands to know why he’s following her. He’s cute and British and would just like to go to the gym and run the treadmill to nowhere, thank you very much. She pats him down and paws through his bag before apologizing. She never identified herself as FBI so basically she just mugged the guy.
While Liz is leaning against a wall regretting every life choice she’s ever made, Red is trying to talk some guy with ugly glasses and a bad accent into having The Syndicate take over day-to-day operations of the port in Indonesia. Isn’t Indonesia an island with maybe more than one port? Maybe not and I’m too lazy to google tonight. Niko thinks this a bad idea, mainly because the Red-Berlin war is dragging down everyone in the Syndicate. But Red is putting a lot of money into making this happen wasn’t really discussing so much as ordering. He tells Niko to get it done and sends him off as Liz and Dembe pull up.
Lia wants to know where Naomi is so she can ask her personal questions that might help Liz figure out the whole deal with her dad and the fire. Unless she’s with the rest of us thinking Red is her dad I don’t see why she thinks Naomi would know anything. Red pretty much ignores her and brings up the OurTime murder. He was an investment dude ripping off people who was under investigation by the SEC. Liz agrees with the local police that it was probably a client seeking bloody but understandable revenge. Red literally laughs at how dumb the police are. He explains that it’s actually the work of Dr. James Covington, formerly a world renowned cardie-thorastic surgeon, now the head of an illegal organ transplant ring. They service criminals and rich people who aren’t at the top of the transplant list. While he’s talking we see a man representing Covington approach another man in a restaurant. The man is overweight so obviously he’s got a giant food-stained napkin tucked into his collar and is eating everything that isn’t nailed down because Hollywood has only one definition for fat people and that definition always starts with “lazy/disgusting/slob.” He also has an oxygen tube in his nose. Covington’s rep tells sick guy that the organs have a 10 year warranty. Such a deal, most cars are only 3 years. Back luck for Lizzie, Red knows about Covington but has no idea where to find him. And he compares her disposition to grapefruit. MEOW, Red.
At the Post Office the Resident Geek runs background and explains why Covington is in the black market after a promising career. He falsified paperwork to get lungs from the donor pool and used them in an experimental surgery on a 10 year old. Man, Make-a-Wish outings aren’t what they used to be. Cooper brings in Samar Navabi, the hot Mossad agent working with Red (not that Cooper knows that). Resident Geek’s reaction: “Woah. You’re tall.” Smooth, Geek, smooth.
Liz and Boring Blond Agent don’t like Samar even a little bit. BBA is pouty because she found Red in 74 days after he spent 5 years looking with no results. Liz is suspicious that an Iranian works for Mossad and that she knew they were in Warsaw. They really do suck as FBI agents/quasi spies. Cooper cuts off the third degree by sending them off to the medical examiner. On the way BBA points out that Liz’s suspicions of Samar are because she obviously found out about Warsaw from Red and Liz wants to be Daddy’s favorite without big sis ruining it. The medical examiner is coughing and sniffling all over the place, which better be important later because as just a character quirk it’s gross. He tells them that the heart taken from OurTime dude wasn’t his, it had been previously transplanted into him.
Upon questioning OurTime’s widow admits he got a heart transplant from Covington. He had congestive heart failure and was a rich, arrogant prick who thought he was too important to wait on the donor list. But Covington doesn’t sell organs to his patients. He rents them for $500K per year. When you stop paying they repossess. If they’re going to recycle the Repo Men plot Jude Law better be up in this joint.