"6 years ago, I was taken from prison and forced to become an assassin for a secret unit of the government." "A black-ops program called Division that has now gone rogue." "They destroyed my identity, and they destroyed the man I loved." "I escaped, and now the man that trained me, someone I trusted, is hunting me." "What Division doesn't know is that I have a partner on the inside, Alex, one of their brightest stars, and she's not my only ally." "A CIA analyst who had begun his own investigation into Division joined me after I saved his life." "Together, we will take down Division piece by piece, and the last word they'll breathe before the end will be my name." "Once we're in, we go straight for the black box." "Second floor, back bedroom." "Hey, we got this." "You'll be back in the surveillance van before Michael even knows you're gone." "Keep moving." "I'll hold them." "Is this really the life you wanted, Alex?" "She's coming around." "Morning, sunshine." "I'm aware precautions need to be taken, but don't you think this is a little extreme?" "Absolutely." "And absolutely necessary." "Just be grateful the upgrade isn't retroactive." "Should we tell her?" "Mmm, a little bit of free will goes a long way, don't you think?" "Welcome to the big leagues, kid, your new agent tracker has just gone live." "Awesome." "Some dos and don'ts." "Do feel secure while on missions in exotic locales." "Unlike your recruit tracker, this baby's signal is picked up by satellite." "We could find you anywhere in the world." "Don't..." "Try to take it out." "That'll trigger an instant alert." "Bad times." "Read me?" "Loud and clear." "How you feeling?" "Like an elephant sat on my head..." "And a little nervous." "Don't be." "Today's a big day, Alex." "You get to rejoin the rest of the world." "Alex..." "I'm so proud of you." "I just wanted to say congrats on making agent." "Thanks." "Even though you had to kill thom to do it." "I hope you get everything you deserve." "Hey." "What?" "This is mine?" "First car, huh?" "That is so cool." "Come on." "We'll need that other key to get inside." "It'll do." "This is your cover kit, and the bag belongs to you." "Alex Winslow, youth trend consultant for a guerilla marketing company." "Credit purchases over 20k have to be cleared by operations." "Keep your phone handy, and I'll call when you need to report for a briefing." "Wait." "What do I do?" "Well, you're an agent now, Alex, so what you do when you're off duty is your business, as long as it doesn't compromise your cover." "So I can just go wherever I want?" "Well, I wouldn't book a flight to monte Carlo, but you can go for a walk, get a cup of coffee, maybe go shopping..." "Just like a normal citizen." "You made it." "I called as soon as I was alone." "I know." "And I used a clean phone." "Good." "We'll use burners from now on, all right?" "Ok." "Toss it at the end of the week." "We'll rotate carriers." "They think thom was the mole, mostly because when you fought him, you let him live." "Yeah." "I was there, though, Alex." "You didn't have a choice." "This is gonna be a really big adjustment for you, living on the outside." "I've been on the outside." "I'm ready." "You're not gonna be ready for anything until I remove your tracker." "Once I clone the signal," "I'll be able to control where they think you are." "Can we wait a little bit?" "I-I'm still pretty sore." "Come here." "What?" "Nothing." "Nothing." "It's just they're, um... they're usually in the hip, and this one seems to be at the base of your cortex." "So?" "So my neurosurgery's a little rusty." "I'll just have to find another way." "I'll let you know what I come up with." "Don't worry." "We have time." "Now keep shopping." "I hear it's supposed to be fun." "Remember this day, all of you... the first trial run of our newly minted kill chip." "North Korean cabinet member mal chin ryu returns to the u.N. Today, following a successful surgery for a subdural hematoma." "He is denying that his country's..." "Now." "Recent round of nuclear tests are proof of north Korea's growing nuclear arsenal." "Ryu's autopsy will indicate that he suffered a brain aneurism, an unfortunate consequence of his recent surgery." "North Korea's nuclear program has just been crippled with one surgical strike." "Heh." "Surgical strike." "That's pretty good, boss." "You know what's pretty good?" "Infiltrating a military hospital under full lockdown for a vip's medical emergency." "That's pretty good." "Something wrong?" "No, sir." "It was a long flight." "I'm just feeling a little jet-lagged." "I'd like to get some sleep, if I can." "You know what just occurred to me?" "We might wanna consider hybridizing these chips with our agent tracking devices, keep every agent in line." "Percy, you son of a bitch." "You came this close to taking the fall for an assassination." "What was it like in that rebel camp?" "Did you think you were gonna die?" "Legally, I can't really talk about it, but to be honest, I'm just glad the whole thing's behind me." "Of course." "Why don't you take care of the check so we can get going?" "She wants you, dude." "Congrats." "You're alive." "You know, I never get tired of hearing that." "You're not being tailed." "Don't worry." "I checked." "Why would I be tailed?" "Oh, I don't know." "Maybe..." "Because you were openly investigating a shadowy government group that threatens the very fabric of our nation." "Maybe." "I've intercepted intel, a pilot program Division's putting into place." "It's a weapons test." "I need you to take that file and meet me in the alley across from Ryerson's, 0900 tomorrow morning." "Wait." "Hold on." "Slow down, ok?" "How do you intercept their intel?" "We'll get into that later." "First," "I need you to arrest this man, Seymour Birkhoff." "He's our key to making sure this tech never gets used." "Our key?" "Are you in this fight or not?" "Because if you're not, I gotta move." "Ok, look, first of all," "I don't have the jurisdiction to arrest anyone." "Now, if you're talking about rendition, then we're into a serious... look, who is this guy?" "Well, are you ready for an adventure?" "2006, north Korean cabinet member drops dead in front of the u." "N. You remember that?" "Sure." "It was mal chin ryu." "Died of an aneurism." "Try integrated circuit in his brain, kill chip put there by Division." "Wait." "Now they're using the chips again?" "On who?" "All I can tell you is they're innocent." "Ok, look, this relationship..." "Alliance thing has to work both ways, ok?" "You get something." "I get something.Thi." "I agree." "I saved your life." "Now you have to help me save someone else's." "I thought you wanted me to try to identify the government group that sanctioned Division through investigation... connecting the dots, collecting a paper trail, you know, stuff I actually do as an analyst." "I do want you to do those things." "So then when did we make the leap from covvestigation to illegal abduction?" "When it became necessary." "Look, hacking Birkhoff's laptop is the only way that I can access Division's system and stop what's going on." "And how do we stop them from knowing that I'm behind this?" "Well, we don't." "Percy thinks you're an analyst who collects paper trails and connects dots, but who'll never hit pay dirt, which is what he will continue to think if you drag in Birkhoff on his pre-Division hacker charges." "Ok." "So once I bring him in, then we do a handoff with the laptop." "It's a little more complicated than that." "His laptop is rigged with a security system." "If it goes more than 25 feet from him, his hard drive fries." "Right, which means you need to be there." "So now you are asking me to break you into the CIA." "Just a field office." "Just a... yeah." "And when Birkhoff sees us working together, will Division still think that I am just a low-level scrub?" "Birkhoff will never know I was there." "And what if Division tracks Birkhoff or he somehow gets word out to them?" "Oh, I'm countin' on it." "Alexandra..." "Even if you speak foreign tongue." "Try again." "Right now, we're struggling a bit, yes?" "Da." "Please practice your English, Alexandra." "Yes, father." "Life is struggle." "The truth is no matter what comfort surrounds you, it will always be an illusion." "It can be taken away any time." "You're not like other girls, Alexandra." "You never will be." "Remember that." "Your destiny lies along a different path." "The only person you will ever, ever be able to depend on is you." "And you, papa." "You will not always have me." "Hey." "I saw you and your boyfriend movin' in earlier." "I thought I'd introduce myself." "I'm Nathan, across the hall." "Here." "Let me give you a hand." "Oh, it's ok." "You don't have to do that." "I... it's no problem." "He's, uh, not my boyfriend, by the way, the guy you saw me with." "He's a co-worker." "6 jars of marshmallow fluff." "Wow." "Is, uh... is there a zombie apocalypse coming that I don't know about?" "I'm the worst shopper." "Heh." "No, it's good thinking." "I've only got 2 jars squirreled away." "You should try it with peanut butter on wheat." "It's addictive." "Well, look, I know I probably should have brought you a bottle of welcome-to-the-building wine or something, but since I'm a bad neighbor," "I'll just invite you to the party I'm throwin' tonight." "Um, maybe." "I, um..." "I just..." "I might be busy." "Well, carpe diem, right?" "I mean, after all, the zombie apocalypse could happen tomorrow." "Hey, uh..." "I'm Alex, by the way." "Pleasure to meet you, Alex." "Yeah." "We got him." "Signal dampener for his tracker should have kicked in as soon as he entered the van." "See?" "That wasn't so hard." "I'll meet you at the rendezvous point." "Hey." "Hi." "Here." "Thanks." "Housewarming gift?" "Not exactly." "It's a computer virus." "I need you to plug that into a networked computer inside Division." "Tonight?" "Is that gonna be a problem?" "I got invited to a party." "I thought it would be good to go, you know, for my cover." "For your cover." "Yeah." "That's what I used to say at first." "What do you mean?" "Well, I mean, they give you a place to live and a car and some clothes, and then soon you start to feel like any other girl in the city." "Then one day, you get a phone call out of the blue." "They remind you that you're not." "Is this about my tracker?" "Virus is a red herring." "It'll throw Division off the scent so they don't know that I hacked their database." "You're not telling me something, Nikita." "What is it?" "If we're partners, we need to trust each other." "So trust me." "You guys are making a huge mistake." "Set him up in there." "It's a miracle anyone can breathe in those things." "I don't think my guys suspected a thing." "Ok..." "You're on." "See if you can't put the fear of God into him." "From what you told me, guy thinks he is God." "I'll do my best." "What do you know about a hacker going by the handle Shadow Walker?" "Guy had his heyday in the nineties." "He was brilliant at security hacks." "He was so good, he managed to pull off a cyberintrusion into the Pentagon back in '93." "What's a cyberintrusion?" "Sounds vaguely sexual." "Shadow Walker was also the mastermind of several international e-crimes." "I'm sure you're familiar with them." "Here's the bottom line." "The CIA has evidence linking you to the Shadow Walker identity." ""A," that's impossible, because I'm not Shadow Walker, and, "b," I'm dying of thirst, and as part of my civil liberties," "I demand an energy beverage, whatever has the most taurine." "Heh heh heh." "You wanna get that to go?" "'Cause you're headed to a Bangkok prison after we extradite you." "Ah, mini Ethan hunt, you need to worry about where you're headed, because you have no idea who you're dealing with." "And not only have I always wanted to say that, it's true." "Where the hell is Birkhoff?" "He was supposed to be coordinating the Duchamps operation." "We're trying to locate him right now." "He hasn't answered his cell in 2 hours." "Did you engage his tracker?" "See, that's part of the problem." "We're having a hard time locking down the signal." "You realize that last time something like this happened, it was..." "Nikita." "When was the last time he was on the grid?" "He used his credit card earlier this evening at an RFT comics in hoboken." "Accessing the atm camera next door at the time of transaction now." "That van..." "They way they move, it's a 3-man grab team." "My money's on CIA." "Hey." "Hey." "You made it." "You know a lot of people." "Not really." "Lot of 'em are friends of friends, some not even that." "Like that dude, building manager's son." "Always forces his way into every party, threatens to call the cops if we don't let him in." "Hey, Nathan." "Oh." "Uh, hey, Alex," "Kendrick and Lisa." "Guys, this is Alex, the new neighbor I was telling you about." "Nice to meet you." "Alex used to live in Jersey." "Is that where you went to school?" "Kind of." "Um, it... it was a vocational program." "You guys probably haven't heard of it." "Was it a postgrad thing?" "'Cause I've been studying my ass off for the LSATS, and they're basically taking over my life." "LSATS?" "They're like the SATS, but for people who wanna ruin their lives by goin' to law school." "Hey, Kendrick." "Hey." "You ok?" "Ehh." "This is gonna sound lame, but, uh, I've been working a lot, and it's been a while since I've been to a party." "Glad we were the first." "Whoo!" "Dance with me, little lady." "Hey, Jeremy, back off, ok?" "Hey." "I'm sorry." "I don't..." "According to our system, there's no record that a Seymour Birkhoff has been brought in." "Well, it wouldn't be in your system would it, Barbara?" "It's an extraordinary rendition on U.S. soil on one of my assets." "Well, I'd like to help you, Percy, but I gotta have a little more." "I need a... a photo, a name, a starting line." "Ryan Fletcher." "Fletcher, the analyst?" "Where is he?" "Well, he's still in the media spotlight, thanks to the Quintana disaster." "Where is he?" "Fletcher's too hot right now." "You have strict orders from oversight not to touch him." "And you have strict orders from oversight to work with me." "I'd hope you'd do a better job than your predecessor did." "Now tell me where Ryan Fletcher is at this exact moment." "I don't know, Percy." "I'll have to make a few calls." "It's not like we tag our agents with GPS." "Just find out what assignment he's on and call me back." "Look, you said you would get his password when he accessed Division's interface to ask for help." "I mean, maybe he can't hack a blu-ray player." "He can hack one in his sleep." "Question isn't if he'll contact Division." "It's when." "Well, he might not have to." "I just got 2 e-mails from a superior asking what I know about the renditioning of a Seymour Birkhoff." "I've been ordered to report to Langley immediately." "Then we're out of time." "Hey, where are you going?" "I was hoping your rendition would be enough to scare him." "It wasn't." "If you go in there, they're gonna know we're working together." "I'm sorry, Ryan, but this is not a mission I'm prepared to fail." "Hello, nerd." "Relax." "Not gonna hurt you." "Yet." "So this was all you." "You know, I always knew you were a little crazy, but I never pegged you for stupid." "And this plan, whatever this plan is, is stupid." "Division's gonna be here any second." "Which is why I'll cut to the chase." "I need the password to your laptop." "Ok, maybe you are just stupid, 'cause if you think scaring' me with these old charges is gonna make me spill, you're dead wrong." "Before you came to Division, you were an anarchist, right, trying to prove that no power in the world was untouchable." "Some might even call that courageous." "Now you have blood on your hands." "Percy got me out of prison, and I agreed to follow his orders." "That doesn't give me a whole lot of leeway." "I was trapped there, too." "I still found a way out." "Let me ask you something, Birkhoff." "Don't you think Percy's gonna be suspicious that in the last 6 months," "I've targeted you twice?" "I mean, I'm sure he's already wondering why it took the notorious Shadow Walker so long to find my little shell program." "Percy trusts me." "Yes, but will he trust you when you return with another transmitter implanted in your tooth or teeth?" "You have 5 minutes to decide." "You give me your password, be our little secret." "Otherwise, prepare for oral surgery." "You knew you had to go in there from the beginning, didn't you?" "God, anything for the mission." "Just beat Division at any cost, no matter who becomes a casualty." "Is there really a kill chip?" "Yes." "Well, then tell me who's in trouble." "Her name's Alex." "She's 19 years old." "She just moved into her first apartment." "Division killed her parents, and now they've put one of those chips in her head." "She doesn't deserve to die." "Where are you headed?" "Work." "Listen..." "About before, with that guy," "I overreacted, and I'm so sorry." "Don't be." "Heh." "Jeremy had it comin'." "By the way, there's a blues band playin' tomorrow night at the mink, and me and some friends are gonna go." "I think you'd have fun." "Why are you being so nice to me?" "Don't take this the wrong way, but you look like you could use a friend." "And believe it or not, I know exactly how that feels." "Maybe another time." "Ok." "But if you change your mind, you know where I'm at." "Please, build it again." "I don't want to do this anymore." "You see?" "You didn't need my help." "I know." "I know it's difficult." "Most girls your age, they spend their time shopping, going dancing with boys, listening to music." "What's wrong with music?" "You still upset with me for taking away your radio?" "It wasn't the radio." "It was the... it was a distraction, a distraction from who you're meant to become." "And who is that?" "He's hacking the blu-ray." "He took the bait." "There's his password." "You're in." "You were right." "Yeah." "That usually happens." "It's Birkhoff." "It has to be." "Then again, it usually gets me into trouble." "Tracking IP address." "Looks like it's coming from an office building in midtown." "He's here." "Wai... that Division agent who came after us in Chile." "Isn't that your cue to leave?" "I'm not done yet." "Just don't say I never did anything for you." "Ryan." "Help you?" "Yeah, I'm here to pick up my C.I.," "Seymour Birkhoff." "He was wrongfully detained." "Actually, I'm the agent who detained him." "Ryan Fletcher." "Have you filled out the requisition form?" "My clearance level allows me to forego the paperwork." "And what clearance level is that?" "I don't believe you have the clearance to know." "Now tell me where he is." "Michael!" "In here!" "Nikita, she was here." "Where?" "On this floor." "Where?" "!" "Somewhere on this floor!" "I need security on the fifth floor now." "This is a classified area." "Sir, you'll have to come with us." "Dude, you have no idea how messy things are about to get." "Trust me." "You gentlemen are addressing the wrong problem." "You should be concerned with the fact that you have a real intruder here." "Hi." "Hey, I think that guy over there has had one too many red eyes." "I'll only ask once more." "You need to come with us." "Can I see your I.D. Badge, ma'am?" "Yes." "Of course." "Freeze!" "Told you." "Hello, Alex." "How's life on the outside?" "Good." "A little dull." "But you really shouldn't underestimate how big of a change this is." "I imagine it's brought up a lot of different feelings." "For instance, how do you feel about Nathan?" "We checked your tracker a few hours ago." "Nothing out of the ordinary for new agents, Alex." "And we noticed you stopped by another unit in the building, unit 302." "You were there for a while." "He's just a neighbor." "Well, I hope you know that when it comes to these sorts of situations, you can confide in me." "I'm a woman, too." "I understand the... urge to connect." "Yeah." "Well, don't worry." "We're not connecting." "He lives in such close proximity to you." "It's not beyond the pale you two may get to know one another." "But remember, everything about your life out there is just to facilitate what you do in here." "This is all a misunderstanding." "You vandalized CIA property and assaulted officers of the agency." "Those seem like pretty straightforward offenses to me." "Uncuff them." "Barbara, this man used force to..." "I've been apprised of all the facts, Ryan." "You brought in this man independent of my approval." "Now, just because NPR wants to do a piece on you doesn't mean you're above regulations." "We'll continue this discussion back at Langley." "I tried to tell you." "Looks as though Nikita's got herself another bedfellow." "She may have fed Fletcher bits and pieces, maybe more." "It's hard to say at this point." "If he hadn't been a worldwide news sensation for weeks," "I'd tell roan to let the acid flow, but there's no point in starting fires we're just gonna have to put out." "Course, that doesn't mean we can't send 'em a message, make him think twice about dealing with Nikita." "What was she targeting, anyway?" "I doubt she got anywhere without my password, but just to be sure," "I'm running a system..." "I think we can stop searching." "By now, most of you know who I am." "Once upon a time, I was you, but now I'm fighting a war to destroy you." "Shut it off." "With every mission I stop, every agent I neutralize..." "So this is why she wanted your laptop." "And I grow stronger." "It's true you've had your victories." "You killed my mole, you had me in your dungeon, but I got away, and I'm never stopping." "So if any of you recruits or agents are having any doubts, well, you should." "I'm always looking for another good soldier." "What are you drinkin'?" "Sheez." "Something cheap." "Trouble at work?" "I have been taken off the counterintel desk." "They dropped me down to the basement, where I'll be reviewing files from the cold war." "Custodial crew has more access than me now." "You're upset." "Upset?" "Why should I be upset?" "You got what you needed." "Right?" "You hacked Birkhoff's laptop." "You saved Alex, whoever the hell that is." "You've escaped Division and the CIA without getting a scratch." "You... you... you used me." "I know." "But I'm gonna make it up to you." "Soon you'll be out of the basement." "You'll be promoted to a higher level than your last post, with more access than you've ever had before." "And how is that gonna happen?" "Because, Ryan Fletcher," "I'm gonna make you a hero." "I saw your red herring, the video." "I heard about the whole Birkhoff thing." "Hell of a plan you had going." "Yeah." "Emphasis on hell." "I rerouted your tracking device." "Right now, it reads like you're in your apartment, but I can make it look like you're anywhere in the world." "Cool." "So if you wanna go, you're free." "Go where?" "Anywhere." "Morocco." "Montana." "Anywhere you like." "Point is you'd be halfway around the globe before Division knew you were gone." "That was not part of our plan." "Yeah." "Well, it wasn't part of our plan for you to graduate to agent, and it certainly was never my plan for you to take a life." "So you want me to go on the run?" "You wouldn't be running." "You'd be living a normal life, the life you deserve." "I was never meant to live a normal life." "And I couldn't, even if I wanted to, not till I get revenge for my family." "I'm here to finish this fight, just like you." "So call me, ok?" "I'll be at home." "And why am I helping you go through the agent manifest again?" "Because Percy ordered us to vet everything." "Salazar's tracker looks good." "Alex's looks good, too." "She's home." "Alexandra," "I know you may not understand why I make you do all these things, but one day, you will realize it was because I love you and I wish to protect you." "I know, papa." "I love you, too, and I'm glad we're home." "Hey..." "Hey." "I thought you had to work." "I was able to break free, for a few hours, at least." "Figured I might as well enjoy it."