"I'll make it the first order of business." "George wants Section Eight up and running... as soon as the bio-containment is done." " And he wants us to handle it?" " He has his reasons." "Who do you have in mind?" "Michael and Nikita." "If they succeed, George may want them there for good." "I don't see any reason why they won't accept." "This way, Michael and Nikita can get their fix, spending time together." "And it distances them from us." "Think of it as some breathing room." "After all we've put Nikita through lately..." "I can't help but think they're planning some type of retaliation." "You've trained them well." "Three days ago, Section Eight was destroyed... by a Class B threat known as Crystal Sky." "This is Crystal Sky's first significant dent in Section's armor." "Chances are this victory will give them the nerve to strike again." "What's our tactical position?" "Davenport will be handling any movement." "You and Nikita are on special assignment." "George wants Section Eight operational." "Well, we have to go outside the box on this one." "You're going to build a team of recruits... who will eventually replace Eight's manpower." "The new recruits will be put on an accelerated clock... which means they will become full-fledged operatives in a short time." "Claire Brooks." "Neil Hudson." "We already own these two." "They're in long-term containment." "They're just kids." "What were you when you came in here?" "All of you?" "They just haven't had a chance to make a name for themselves." "We're picking up the others now." "Patrick Donoghue... old enough to make a fertilizer bomb, but not old enough to do the time." "His friends call him Darwin... the Missing Link." "Too many video games and X-rated lnternet sites." "Darwin's a volcano waiting to explode." "Give him enough time and enough rope... he'll fill a morgue." "Jasmine Kwong." "Orphaned at birth." "Her parents wanted a boy." "Chinese law says one child per family." "So they sent Jasmine to a foster home with similarly placed girls." "Our intel confirms that she is quietly putting together financing... to make a major statement about this particular segment... of Chinese policy." "And, finally, Trent Hammett." "Genius-level intelligence." "Personal worth estimated at $100 million... and only off six hours of day trading." "Wall Street suspects insider trading." "Our intel implies..." "Trent found a better way to beat the system." "That's it." "Get them functional." "Welcome to the farm." "This is where you'll be training." "Some of you will succeed." "Some of you will not." "Those of you who graduate... will become operatives, assigned Section Eight." "Isn't this the part where somebody jumps out and says, "Surprise"?" "Yeah, yeah, where's the cameras?" "Where's the cameras at?" "Shut up and listen to her." "Why us?" "Each one of you possesses a specific skill." "Which we will sharpen and utilize." "Wait, this is for real?" "Yo, you all can forget this." "And while you're forgetting it... get me a lawyer." " Trent, is it?" " Yes, Trent." "What?" "Once you come through those doors, you have two choices." "One is compliance, the other is self-explanatory." "Make no mistake." "If any of you have any delusions of leaving here..." "I'd erase them immediately." "Who died and made you God?" "As far as the world is concerned, you're all dead." "We're gonna be secret agents." "Cool." "No, see, I will not room like this." "We'll all close our eyes when you get undressed." "We promise." "Excuse me, there's been some sort of mistake in here." "Yeah." "I say we crash boy, girl... boy, girl." "Dream on." "Girls on one side, dogs on the other." "What's up with her?" "She usually this mellow, or is she just, like, really with the program?" "Claire and I came around at the same time, six, seven months ago." "It's hard to keep track of time when you're on the clock." "Tell you one thing, though." "You spend enough time here, you'll act the same way." "Room service." " What you got, pops?" " Form a line, single file." "What's up?" "Inoculations." "Told you Darwin had rabies." "No, not your sleeve." "Just pull up your shirt." "This keeps getting better and better." "Excuse me, just where did you plan on sticking that there thing?" "Right under the rib cage." "Let's go, cowboy." " I think Trent just crapped his pants." " Shut up." "Come on, I'll give you a lollipop right afterwards." " Hey, yo, what is that stuff?" " Compound glucose chip." "Gives a DNA-specific thermal tag to our satellite... so that we can monitor you." "Yo, you know what he's doing?" "He's jacking us so we can't escape." "Give the man with a bad haircut a kewpie doll." "Forget it." "You ain't sticking that thing in me." "One of two things is gonna enter your body today, sweetheart." "Make that three." "More lame ultimatums." "Don't you guys know anything other than violence?" "Or is that your patented response to anyone with a mind of their own?" "Hey, I'm all done here." "Everything's online." "Thank you, Birkoff." "Did Operations give you any idea how long you're gonna be here?" "Speak for yourself, white trash." "I don't see you getting any action, unless someone's planning... on blowing up a trailer park." "You can sweet-talk me all you want, cupcake." "You're still not getting in my pants." "I'd say we're gonna be here a little while." "This is Comm." "It sims what we have at Section." "We use this area for tactical command." "Zephyr mainframe." "Yo, I didn't know these things went into production." "What's the biggie?" "It's just a computer, right?" "What are you, stupid?" "It's the computer, numb nuts." "Like we care about any of this." "I'm sorry." "Are you bored?" "Yeah." "When do we get to kick some ass?" "When you're ready." "Any more questions?" "Good." "Let's move on to Ordinance." "Okay, listen up." "Weapons 101 ." "What I have here is a Steyr AUG." "508mm barrel with a flash suppressor." "Monster hardware, blondie." "Do you mind?" "Six-groove rifling." "650 rounds a minute, with a built-in 1 .4-times optical sight... that can be converted to electro-optical." "I can see you've done this before." "Thank you." "Only in a video game." "How's the joe?" "It blows." "Yeah, figures." "This place is turning out to be a big-time downer." "Yeah, tell me about it." "You know, you'd figure the blonde would be down for some partying." "She's obviously been neutered." "A real Joan of Arc wannabe." "You know, ten to one, she has a pocket rocket made by Smith  Wesson." "And that Michael." "That man is in thundering need of an attitude adjustment." "Get him laid, you know?" "At least he'd crack a smile." "I can't even hear what he's saying half the time, you know?" ""Pass the sugar."" "Mind if I have a look?" "Where'd you get that?" "I stole it from Ordinance." " Trying to make a fashion statement?" " You heard the relic." "We're all satellite-tagged." "I'd like to buy another vowel, please." "Think Superman." "You're gonna fly out of here?" "Okay, it's like Superman can see through everything but lead, right?" "What do you think that's made of?" "Titanium." "We're talking lead plus." "So, the minute I put that on, I'm off their satellite scope." "All right, you got the wares down, but how you plan to bail?" "South portal." " I checked it on the schematics." "It's sealed." " I have the key code." "You'd be surprised what you pick up when you keep quiet and pay attention." "Girl, you're crazy." "They're gonna kill you." "Only if they catch me." "Michael, what's happening here?" "What do you mean?" "Why the time pressure to make these kids operative?" "Operations is planning something, isn't he?" "I don't know." "Well, if this is for real, we're gonna be here forever." "Is this so bad?" "Do you mind?" "Yo, gweilo!" "Yeah, you!" "Rebel without a clue." "Bite me." "Whip it out!" "Kick his ass!" " Kick his ass!" " Kick his ass!" "Kick his ass!" "Yo, how many times do I have to tell you to stop fighting?" "What would Nikita say if she saw you right now?" "What would she say?" "You guys don't listen." "Come on." "Come on." " What's going on?" " Ask her." "She's the one that wigged and went Jackie Chan on me." "He plays that hillbilly, head-banger crap 24-7." "All I did was ask him to turn it down!" "Who are you calling an in-breeder, egg roll?" "Keep the volume down." " Understood?" " Yes, ma'am." "Where's Claire?" "Claire was here a minute ago." "Where is she?" "Look, just calm it down, all right?" "I'll tell you, but you got to promise not to kill her." "Where is she?" "She's headed for the south portal." " She's not on our thermo." " She found a way to beat it." "Stay interior." "I'll take the outer layer." "Claire!" "I want to go home." "I'm sorry, you can't." "It's impossible." "I'm sorry." "I'm scared." "I know." "You were the only one that knew." "All right, I told Michael, but I had no choice." "You could've kept your mouth shut." "On top, just where I want you." "The man was about to put a major damper on Neil's life." "What would you have done?" "I would have kept my mouth shut." "Trent, Claire, you're up." "Trent, offense." "Claire, defense." "Watch this." "She's gonna go postal on him." "Trent, engage!" "Look for the blind spot." "Advance." "Okay, okay, enough." "We're on the same team." "Hello, Michael." " How's the training going?" " Slow." "I'm sorry to hear that." "Our clock has been moved up." "I'm going to need you to go into the field in two days." "Details will be uploaded to your panels within the hour." "These kids are not ready for fieldwork." "We have no choice." "Section manpower is low." "Birkoff will assist you with tactical in Section." "That's all." "All you did was prolong the inevitable." " What are you talking about?" " A day, a week, it doesn't matter." "None of us are getting out of here alive." "We have a mission." "There's a briefing in one hour." "Preliminary intel indicates Crystal Sky's base of operations... to be within this perimeter... an area approximately 10 square kilometers." "Off road." "Natural cover." "Our objective is field recon." "Layer identification." " Intelligence gathering only." " Easy." "It's a Catholic schoolgirl on a Saturday night." "Everything will be sent to Section One for analysis and procedure." "Sir, are we gonna get to kill some people?" "Okay, Trent will be handling field comm." "Jasmine, you'll be recon leader." "Darwin will be our weapons and ordinance specialist." "Further details are on your panels." "That's all." "Do you think they'll make it?" "No." "What I'm about to tell you is Level-One classified... which means your panels will not be loaded." "What you need to know will be said here." "The details of Nikita and Michael's mission have been leaked to Crystal Sky." "I want two-man shadow teams." "Wide coverage." "Davenport will have point." "Once Crystal Sky surfaces to engage, Davenport will move his team in... and eliminate the faction, except for their leader, Doc Leshom." "He will be returned to Section One for interrogation." "Davenport, prepare your team." "Hey." "Who died?" "Michael and Nikita." " What?" " They're about to walk into a firing squad." "I don't understand." "Operations is using Michael and Nikita's team as bait... to smoke out Crystal Sky." " Are you sure?" " I just came from Systems." "Davenport's team is using them as a Trojan horse." " Then we have to contact them." " Walter, I already tried." "They're already under dark cover." "Operations is monitoring tactical." "So there's no way to even get them a message." "Yeah!" "It's game day, boys and girls!" "Check it out." "I am ferocious and ready to kick ass." "I'd go easy on the CoverGirl if I were you." "Don't get too close to my fire." "You might get burned." "Birkoff, I need a perimeter sweep." "I have you entering the target zone." "Perimeter is clean." "Falling to first mark." "Good luck." "Stay on B channel." "Weapons on safety." "If you see anything you think is hot, tell myself or Michael." "Birkoff." "You're good to go." "Let's go." "First team is moving in." "Second team, stand by." "Stand by acknowledged." "What are you doing?" "You heard what Nikita said." "Weapons on safety." "Be prepared." "Yeah, like you were ever a Boy Scout." "No, but I used to kick their asses all the time." "Birkoff, what does your sat thermo say?" "Thermo is cold." "Perimeter remains clean." "He's lying." "We're bait." "Move them back." "Move back!" " First team has engaged." " Second team, move in." "Let him go!" "Shoot!" "Shoot him !" "No!" "Michael." "Michael, are you all right?" " Second team, has target been acquired?" " We have 70% containment." "Visual on target." "Second Team has obtained Doc Leshom." "Target en route." "Request permission to go after Michael and Nikita." "Denied." "Target is priority." " Sir..." " Michael and Nikita are collateral damage." "Second team, return with target." "That's all." "Take him away." " Numbers." " 90% containment." "That means we still have a Crystal Sky problem." "The fracture in Doc Leshom's abduction permanently damages their situation." "But as long as they have two of our key operatives... they still remain a threat." "What happened to Michael and Nikita's team?" "I suspect they're either dead or on the run." "One entry point?" "Is that it?" "Yeah, lucky me, only got shot once." "What do you mean, "ls that it"?" "It had better not mess up my tattoo in there!" "The bullet went right through." "I can staple it." "Give me your med pack!" "Okay, wait." "Staple?" "What are you talking about, girl?" "Yo, this is my arm." "This ain't a piece of plywood!" "You got a better idea?" "You guys, where's Neil?" "Where's Neil?" " He's dead." " How do you know?" " Did you see him go down?" " Yes." "Jasmine, what happened?" "Everything happened so fast." "There was this guy." "He just... came out of nowhere." "I just froze up, okay?" "I froze up." "I froze." "Don't worry." "You'll be joining Neil soon." "We're all dead." "It's just a matter of time." "We didn't back up Michael and Nikita." "We screwed up big time, yo." "You think Section's gonna give us another chance?" "He's right." "We have to make a run for it." "They'll find us." " Hey, we are dead either way!" " Not if we find Michael and Nikita." "You're crazy, okay?" "The four of us?" "Why not?" "Because Michael and Nikita are probably dead already." "Look, we don't know that, all right?" "Well, just think about it, okay?" "If we could bring them back alive... we might be able to buy ourselves some time." "Why do you even care about these people?" "They were just trying to do their jobs, okay?" "We failed at doing ours." "Give me a break." "If Michael and Nikita hadn't covered our retreat, we'd all be dead." "And they saved our lives... more than once." "He's right." "If we're gonna die, let's go down doing something right for a change." "Spare us the half-time speeches." "See you in hell." "You really want to die, don't you?" "Maybe I just want to feel like I didn't waste 19 years, all right?" "We can do something no one expects from us." "What's that?" "Survive." "Trent, get to work." "Sir." " What is it?" " I found the farm team." "Only four thermals." "One must be down." "Where?" "Twenty-six kilometers west of the target zone." "Have Davenport assemble his team." "Why haven't they killed us yet?" "They're gonna trade us off for Leshom." " How do you know?" " It's the only leverage we've got." "Birkoff will download the thermos to your panels." " How do you want it handled?" " The farm team's been exposed." " Take them out of play." " Understood." " Sir." " What is it?" "We just received a communiqué from Crystal Sky." "They want to make a trade." "Nikita and Michael for Doc Leshom." "No deal." "Hey, guys, I think I got something." "I jacked into Section's satellite." "Crystal Sky was heading east right before they went offline." "Over here is mostly farmland." "It's barren." "But look at that." "Look there." "Over here, strong electrical usage." "They got to be here." "I'm sure of it." "Sweet, the man's a bloodhound." " Numbers?" " I figure ten to one." " That's dicey." " Just the way I like it." "Let's get radical." " They're on the move." " Don't lose them." "Operations passed on their deal." "Don't look so surprised." "This way." " I have my orders, Michael." " Not anymore." "George wanted to smoke out Doc Leshom." "I'm afraid it couldn't have been done... without giving Crystal Sky a false sense of victory." " Section Eight." " Yes." "Oversight was planning to shut it down." "I used it to our advantage." "Why didn't you use abeyance operatives instead of recruits?" "Even abeyance operatives were too valued for this type of mission." "No one gives a damn about these kids, not even God." "What will happen to them now?" "They show potential." "I'm sending them back to the farm under new supervision." "They'll train as recruits... and execute no-contest missions." "Now, this is more like it." "One day, if they survive... they'll join Section as operatives." "What's a no-contest mission?" "Any operation with less than a 5% success rate." " Suicide missions?" " Yes." "Good luck."