Nikita (2010–2013): Season 2, Episode 1 - Game Change - full transcript

Nikita and Michael plot to take down Division and Oversight and are prepared to use the contents of the black box to do so. Amanda is now running Division but Oversight has assigned one of ...

Do you have haggis here?
I need three pounds of haggis.

Cheap, no pig, bloody-

Pica, let the lady through.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Need massage?

Maybe later.

Nice.

You know what, I'm feeling lucky.
Let it ride.

Somebody up there must like me.

- Some people down here too.
- Heh.

A few are wondering:
where's the boyfriend?



- You have one, yes?
- Actually, we're taking a little break.

A break? What man in his right mind
would wanna take a break from you?

Nikita, you don't have to do this.

I thought we talked about this.

You know where I'll be.

Let's just say that he wasn't into taking
the same risks that I am.

Smart go?'

- They're your dice.
- Are they?

Please, I can explain.

You want my money?
You want my money?

Well, there it is. Go on.

Please.

Who the hell are you, huh?
How did you find out about this game?

- How?
- A little Black Box told me.



A black what?

You should know something, bitch!

There is no way
you're getting out alive.

Those men out there, they're just gonna
put a bullet straight through me.

Know who that money belongs?

You should know something too.

I didn't really break up
with my boyfriend.

- How much did we get?
- Just enough to cover our next mission.

Barely. And, this is what
we have left over.

Would you like groceries
or ammo this month...

-...because we can't have both.
- There's a third choice.

What's that?

Well, we take all this...

...and you and I buy a cottage...

...in the non-extradition country
of our choice.

Nowhere we can go
where Division won't find us.

- Taking them down is the only way.
- They're not looking for us, Michael.

They're looking for this box.

They're afraid what
we'll do with their secrets.

- Good. They should be.
- They're afraid we'll go to the public.

Plunge the world into chaos,
start World War Ill.

We would have done that already.

Where are you going with this?

Want to give that back to them?

In pieces.

I would destroy it,
give them proof it was destroyed.

Nikita, every dirty Division op
is on this box.

This is a chance to set things right.

- What if we make it worse?
- How would we do that?

Sometimes, Michael, you try to do
the right thing and you just...

You cause more damage.

It's about Alex, isn't it?

With any hope,
Alex is a million miles from this.

You still feel responsible for her.

- I put her in the line of fire.
- No, she put herself there.

I trained her to infiltrate Division.

Kept things from her
so she'd stay on mission.

And then I lost her,
because that is what I deserve.

- Nikita, you didn't do anything wrong.
- I did.

And now I have doubts.

- About us?
- No.

No, never.

It's about this crusade.

To make things right
and what it could cost us.

I can't lose you.

I won't lose you.

And if that seems selfish to you then,
well, I never said I was perfect, so...

You're not gonna lose me.

You're right,
you never said you were perfect.

I did.

Hey. No, no, no.
I have been looking for her.

I have her face on video.
We'll get them.

- Excuse me.
- Hold on.

The door was open so I just,
you know--

This is private property,
you can't be here.

Relax.

This is Alex. I picked up her trail.

I'm coming in.

- Alex, you look lovely.
- Thanks.

I love what you've done
with the place.

All I've really done is try
and bring us back to basics.

I'm just trying to clean up
Percy's mess.

Active recruitment is on hold
and we're not taking jobs for money.

Division was created to stop threats.

- Now, our most dangerous threat is--
- Nikita.

She can cause a lot of suffering
with that Black Box.

Especially for your bosses.
Oversight?

For the world, Alex.

- You said you had a lead on her.
- That depends.

- On what?
- On you.

I want you to honor our deal.
I help you get the Black Box...

...if you help me get the man
who ordered my father's death.

I need satellite intelligence,
tactical support...

-...a way into Russia and out.
- Mm.

- Yeah, it's not that simple.
-It's one man.

Sergei Semak is not just one man.

He's head of a corporate empire...

...whose net worth eclipses
most small countries.

Zetrov was my father's company.
I know how big it is.

Do you?

Zetrov holds the bulk of Russia's oil
and natural gas leases.

As well as finance, media,
aviation and sports.

Sergei Semak has allies in the Kremlin,
he practically owns the Russian mafia.

He's one of the hardest targets
on this planet.

So is Nikita.

Alex, if you help us, we will help you.

Trust me.

- Am I interrupting?
- I was just leaving.

- You said I was free to come and go.
- This is her, right?

- Alexandra Udinov?
- Yes.

Amanda, tell your boy
to get out of my way.

She can give the order,
but it won't help.

- I'm not Division.
- Neither am I.

Where I'm from,
that's called an understatement.

Alex, this is Sean Pierce,
sent by Oversight, strictly to observe.

Actually, I'm here to make sure
we retrieve Percy's Black Box.

What I observe is your plan to do so
involves using a known double agent.

- What's your point?
- Just that you're a traitor.

You were partnered with a traitor.

Now you expect us to believe
that you turned against her?

- I'm not after Nikita.
- You're not?

No, I'm after the Black Box,
Nikita just happens to be in my way.

Fair enough.

Right now, I'm in your way.

How would you get past me?

This is a Samsung R100, the phone
Nikita and I used when we were partners.

Pre-paid, no GPS. All the data's been
wiped, which confirms it's hers.

Re-trace the tower ping history,
it'll get us the point of sale...

...which could lead us
to her current location.

Sean, you did ask her.

Don't worry, Alex, I keep my promises.

All right, I've purchased
all the gear, let's go over the mission.

Okay, Operation Game Change.

January, 2004. Approximately one billion
dollars in Iraq reconstruction funds...

-...was heisted by terrorists.
- At least that's what the world was told.

That's right.

The terrorists were really
a Division strike team.

I've seen Division cover their tracks,
but this is...

The bigger the lie,
the easier it is to believe.

Fortunately for us, there was one man
who saw through it all, even back then.

Pentagon sent in an investigator,
Captain Tony Merrick.

Evidence that pointed to the terrorists
was left for him to find...

...but he found his own evidence
that proved it was an inside job.

Percy couldn't afford to let
that come to light...

...so he buried it and Merrick.

Killing the lead investigator would draw
too much attention...

...so he framed him...

...for the beating of an Iraqi civilian
to death.

He is currently serving year seven
of a 30-year prison sentence.

This guy has evidence,
why isn't he using it to clear his name?

Tony stashed evidence
before his arrest.

He must've known he was in danger.

If we find Tony's evidence,
it will expose Oversight.

This could be the first step
to bringing them down.

And all we have to do is break someone
out of military prison to do it.

Yeah.

I have Nikita to thank for this visit,
don't I?

And Michael.

They just raided a place you once used
to launder money for your side jobs.

- Triads?
- Russians.

So you wanna know
where she's gonna hit next.

They have a Black Box, I do not.

- Neither do I.
- Yes, but you have an eidetic memory.

Every file, image, secret that should
have been destroyed but was saved...

...is on their hard drive and yours.

You're right about one thing.

I never forget.

You're in here because of you, Percy,
not me.

You made your play against
Oversight and failed.

As a result, Nikita and Michael are
using the Box to take this place apart...

...to destroy
what you took decades to build.

Oops.

You can't enjoy living like this.
I can make things easier.

Mm, quid pro quo?

I scratch your back, you whip mine.

Anything is possible.

Alex.

I know she works for you
as an independent contractor.

We both know she doesn't trust
either one of us.

She's perfectly neutral.

I will speak to her and no one else.

- I'm done with you.
- You're not in control anymore, Percy.

I am.

Only reason you're being kept alive is
that dead man's switch near your heart.

Otherwise, I would have you
dissolved today.

How about I take that decision away?

You mean kill yourself?

Knowing that when I die,
the remaining three Guardians...

...wherever they're hiding,
will release the content of their boxes.

- All those secrets, all at once.
- You won't do that.

- Why won'! I?
- Because you love yourself too much.

No, what you're going to do is
you're going to sit in this box...

...and quietly plot your revenge
against me.

You have no idea.

Good luck with that.

Good luck with Nikita.

ID, please.

Thank you.

No, no, no.
You're not going on this one.

You took the casino, this one's mine.

- Not why I'm smiling.
- What?

I love a man in uniform.

Who the hell are you?

- I'm a friend.
- I didn't ask to see you.

- What do you want?
- I know you were framed, Tony.

I'm here to help. Switch this
with the one you have on now.

It belongs to someone
who's scheduled for release today.

Trust me, it's legit.
I spent a lot of money on this.

I don't know who sent you.

But you gotta believe me,
I have not said a word to anyone.

They can't harm you
when you're out of here.

- After we recover your evidence--
- There's no evidence!

I was not framed, you got that?
I am guilty as charged.

Just let me do my time.

- Look, Tony--
- Guard! This man--!

Sir, stand back! Let us secure him.

Hey!

Prisoner's tearing up the interview
room. You'd better get there.

- He didn't wanna leave.
- Why not?

He said he was guilty.
Something else is going on here.

What I want to know is
how this happened.

I promise we will use all resources
to find Merrick and the Black Box.

Amanda, you sold us on your skills.

It would pain us
to think we were mistaken.

- Sean?
- Yes.

Make sure this gets done.

I hope that billion dollars
was worth it.

May I remind you, senator,
that Game Change was our operation.

We put that money to e let better use
than those yokels in Congress could.

Let's just hope we didn't pay
for our own funeral along with it.

What do your eggheads say
about Nikita's phone?

- They're still taking it apart.
- Mine works.

You wanted me? Couldn't tell me
what this was about over the phone?

That's right. Sean, will you excuse us?
I'd like a word with Alex in private.

- If it's operational, it's not private.
- It's personal.

I didn't know that existed here.

You're new. There's a lot about Division
you don't know.

Very true.

Alexandra.

I lied to Sean.

Engineering has traced Nikita's
burner phone to its point of sale.

A small wireless store
in upstate New York...

...off 87, north of Queensbury.

There are two motels
within a 20-mile radius.

I could have sent a strike team...

...but I know you hoped to approach
Nikita on your own.

In your heart,
you don't want to see her die.

What do you care what I want?

Because I like to plan for tomorrow
and I need to earn your trust.

Right now, Nikita still thinks
that I'm on my own.

- Give me a chance to do this my way.
- That's what I'm doing, Alex.

Giving you a chance, one chance.
Bring back the Black Box.

- Relax, Tony, we're not gonna hurt you.
- Sorry about your jaw.

- Who the hell are you?
- Listen carefully.

Right now you are an escaped convict,
we are accomplices in your breakout.

Problem is, a secret unit of government
is going to suppress who we are.

You are still going to be the focus
of a nationwide manhunt.

This is all a set-up?

According to the information we have,
you already were.

But back in that prison,
you told me you were guilty. Why?

If you know I'm not guilty,
then why break me out?

Why not present your information
to the ACCA?

- Or to the civilian press?
- We know you were threatened, Tony.

- Me?
- Yeah.

No.

They didn't threaten me.
They threatened my son.

If I say anything, they will kill him.
He told me they will not hesitate.

- Who?
- I didn't get a name.

Captain Anthony Merrick?

Right after! was arrested,
he came to visit me.

He asked me
where I stashed the evidence.

I figured he was part of the conspiracy,
so I told him where he could stick it.

He told me that my son, Justin,
would pay the price for my insult.

I told him,
"Just as long as you do not touch him...

...my mouth will stay shut
and that evidence will stay buried."

You let the world
think you were guilty?

I don't care, but Justin.

It killed me that I couldn't tell him.

He grew up hating me,
he wouldn't even come to visit me.

But at least he was safe, until today.

I know you guys think you're helping,
but you just made it worse.

We will find Justin
and we will make sure he's safe.

Nikita?

- Alex?
- Hang up.

- Where are you?
- Think. How does she have this number?

It was emergency back-up.
It can't be traced.

It's a wiped number.

- Are you all right?
- No, you were right.

I'm pretty bad. I tried to do it on my own,
now I'm somewhere I don't wanna be...

...and it hurts.

You're not using again, are you?
It sounds like...

Well, I was-- It was just a little bit.

You know, something to get me by.

- Where are you?
- Brighton Beach.

I was looking into the Russian mafia
to get a lead on Semak.

I'll take Tony, we'll get his son.

- She sounds bad, Mike.
- I looked him up. He's in Manhattan.

We won't lose any time.

Alex, stay where you are.
I'm coming to you.

You can do this.
It's just Michael and one other guy.

Who the hell is this?

- How much ammo you got?
- Not enough.

There's no way out.

Incoming.

Hey. Hey.
- Division.

- Michael, Alex is with Division.
- Shh. We're not in Division.

I don't know where we are,
but how do you feel? Can you move?

Yeah.

Good. Because whoever captured us...

...didn't take my knife.

It wasn't a capture, dingle berry,
it was a rescue.

Hey, I just saved your life, man!

- Is this a safe house?
- Unh, it's my house.

Look around you.
Does this look like Division?

You said it yourself, I left, I'm out!

Michael, check his tracker.

Get off me, man!

Removed! Duh!

Did you seriously think
I'd stay on the farm...

...after I decrypted Percy's Black Box?
Amanda would've had my ass.

- What do you mean, Amanda?
- She's queen bee now.

They're keeping Percy on ice.

You know, I forgot how dense
you guys can be.

You'll make me regret this.

Why are you helping us anyway?

- And how those attack drones were--
- Advanced?

Next level. Illegal. Expensive.

Um, yeah. But see, that's okay,
because I have money.

Lots and lots of money.

Money that I would like to keep.

A dream currently
being threatened by you.

Listen, Birkhoff, we don't--

You guys just always thought I was
the computer geek.

I mean, you never realized
I was the balls.

Before Division got their claws in me,
I siphoned bank accounts...

-...all over the world.
- You planted a tracker in the Box.

- That's how you found us.
- Wasn't a tracker.

A line of code I wrote in
when I was decrypting the Box.

It's supposed to ping me with its
location whenever it went online...

...and lately it's been online a lot.

- What's going on?
- We're working on it.

You guys wanna bring heat down
on yourselves, that's fine.

I can't afford it. I got lots to lose.

You are gonna make it clear to Division
that we are not working together.

And I'm not into
these Black Box shenanigans.

You seriously rescued us
so we could tell Division...

...that you're not working with us?

They don't know
who rescued you, okay?

- Oh, nerd, you're lonely.
- What?

You're lonely and you have no friends.
And you missed us, so you saved us.

Thank you.

I hate to break it to you guys, but there
is no one who misses you less than me.

Okay?

They had support
we didn't know about.

I need a drone scrambled from
Andrews AFB. Something with range.

Hey, you! Sean.

My guess is they've gone to ground.

I need a sat re-task
over the Eastern seaboard.

Who do you think you are?

- Also, new transport.
- Belay that order.

- I spoke with your superiors.
- You mean your superiors.

We agreed you will never
commandeer Division assets...

-...without my permission.
- I can't go around your back...

-...like you went around mine?
- I didn't ask for you, you were assigned.

Apparently with good reason.
Sending her in--

Would have worked
if you hadn't blown it.

What would've worked is
if you told the truth.

You had a way of contacting
Nikita this entire time.

And didn't tell. Don't you think
that's intel you could've used?

I had one chance to use that number
without suspicion.

That's all you get with Nikita.
One chance.

Enough.

The situation is still fluid...

...and I'm not interested
in conceding defeat yet.

We have one advantage left to us.

But it requires you talking to someone
you like even less than Sean.

Alex, right on time.

- Good to see you.
- Wish I could say the same.

Though I must admit, I'm surprised.

I have to be here, for the time being,
but you, you choose to be a prisoner.

I wonder why that is.

I need to ask you about
Operation Game Change.

Nikita's broken Tony Merrick
out of Leavenworth.

Straight to business. Bad etiquette.

- Your father raised you better than that.
- Don't you ever mention my father.

- Okay, we'll talk about your mother.
- Amanda said you would help.

I'm trying to. What was her name?
You rarely spoke of her.

There must be a reason why you keep
seeking out mother-figures.

- What was her name? I forget.
- No, you don't.

But do you?

Have you forgotten her, Alex?

Her name was Katya,
and she was better than all of you.

Amanda, Nikita, you're all killers.

She never hurt anyone.

There was no reason for her to die,
no reason.

I see her strength in you, Alex.

Which is why I'm going to help you.

You want to know
where Nikita is going next.

- If you know where, say it.
- I don't know where.

I know who. And I can tell you.

In exchange for a small token.

A television, with a live news feed.

The more I know what's going on,
the more I can predict Nikita's moves.

Amanda will never go for that.

But she will, because I'm going to
give you a gift in advance.

As a show of good faith.

You're all set.

Birkhoff located Tony's son and
has graciously agreed to let us use..

...one of his cars.

I think he's second-guessing
rescuing us.

You know he's right.
Birkhoff. About us.

The game's changed.
I didn't even see it.

Look, there's no way you could've
known Alex was working with Division.

This doesn't make any sense.

She wants revenge for her family
and she's hoping they can help her out.

It makes perfect sense.

Especially when that's all you can
think about, trust me.

But when you entered Division,
you didn't know the truth about them.

Alex does. It's like she's so lost,
she follows the first trail she finds.

Even if it's the one that leads her
straight to hell.

Nikita, you are not responsible
for her anymore, okay?

Or I'm responsible for her
for the rest of my life.

Do you see Justin?

No, not yet, heh.
It's been eight years, though.

His credit card was charged a couple
minutes ago. He's there.

Michael, Division's on-site,
possible grab team.

Okay, copy that.
Setting a smoke screen. Make that call.

Remember what you promised?

I'll let them know
we're not working together.

No sign of target on lower dance floor.

We're getting an encrypted signal
bounced to us, video and voice.

Put it through, start a trace.

Hey, there. Long time no see.

Michael. This is a nice coincidence.

- Why is that?
- Because I was just thinking about you.

Well, you were always
very thoughtful.

That's why I decided to reach out,
see if we could make a deal.

You ship me the Black Box,
I call off the hounds?

No, no, no. One thing at a time.

I give you the evidence
that Captain Merrick stashed...

...and you tell the authorities to call off
the manhunt.

Two satellites down,
closing in on his location.

Maybe you can officially fake his death.
You're good at that.

You were as well.
By the way, where is Nikita?

Shouldn't I be speaking
to the person in charge?

I'm in charge.

Nikita doesn't want to see you
right now.

I got him.

Michael, we need to adjust.

- Dirty martini.
- What?

That's what I'll have.

Sorry, I'm not looking
for company right now.

- Just privacy then?
- Yep.

No, you're not.
You're looking for anonymity.

- What's the difference?
- One doesn't require you to be alone.

Bartender? Dirty martini for the lady.

You got it.

Okay, I gotta warn you. The past couple
of days have been pretty crappy for me.

- Work or family?
- Family.

Or, uh, at least
my twisted version of it.

- Aren't all family stories twisted?
- No.

Not like mine.

My parents were murdered when I was
a kid. Got passed around a lot after that.

I saw a lot of bad stuff.
Just never saw the future.

Well, here's to twisted families.

I don't drink.

Wait, if you don't drink, then why--?

Okay, let's get out of here.

We have the son, they're on the move.

- Trace?
- Almost there, keep him talking.

Oh, no, you didn't.
These noobs think they're so good.

You know this brinksmanship
is truly pointless.

Your conflict with Division
is really a conflict with Percy...

-...and he's been removed.
- Are you offering me my old job?

I too want to clean up the dirt
he saved on that Box.

Yeah, I know exactly how you like
to clean things up.

- Get in.
- Wait.

Relax, ifs not you we want.

This is about my dad, isn't it?

You're trying to catch him,
I'm bait?

Wait. He's the criminal in the family, not
me. He raised me to believe in honor...

...justice, and beats an unarmed
man to death?

Then leaves his 14-year-old son
to the foster system?

Listen, whatever you're gonna do to him,
he deserves it.

Let's not focus on the past. It's a new
day here, we can make a fresh start.

We got him. We got him.

You guys think you are bad-ass, huh?

You are nothing. You're air.
It takes a whole squad of you rejects...

...to even get close to me
and I want you to die knowing that.

By the way,
Birkhoff is not working with us.

They're in Manhattan, Midtown.
47th between 2nd and 3rd.

- Who's closest?
- Technically, our grab team.

Give Mr. Pierce the coordinates.
Tell Alex to return with the son.

Okay, copy that. They found the Box.
Let's move, gel him secure.

Yeah.

I'm afraid this negotiation is over.

What negotiation?

- Unh, what the hell?
- I'm getting you out of here.

Nikita!

Drop your gun.

- What are you gonna do, shoot me?
- I've done it before.

To save my life, right?

Who's it gonna be for this time?
Do you even know...

...or does Amanda have you
so you don't know what to believe?

I know what I believe and what I want.
I'm using Division to get it.

They are using you. It's what they do.

- You can't trust them.
- I don't trust anybody!

Stop.

I said, stop.

Remember this.
I did this because I care.

Get out while you're still alive.

This is it,
this is the first break in the chain.

This is how it begins.

- Edward.
- This is how we end.

- Edward, calm down.
- She has evidence, Madeline.

Merrick's evidence!
It'll show government troops...

...being responsible
for the Basra heist.

And that string leads to Division,
and once Division is exposed...

...everyone at this table will be as well.

Are you finished?

I think I can speak
for everyone in this room...

...when I tell you that we share
your concern.

However, as you pointed out earlier...

...we're all in this together.

And that's how we will
attack the problem...

...together.

--A suicide note found next to the body
admitting to his culpability...

...in the infamous Basra heist
eight years ago.

- I'm surprised the feds took Tony's deal.
- No, I'm not.

They get his evidence,
makes them look like heroes.

The prison break
that freed Captain Tony Merrick...

...turned out to be a daring FBI ploy...

...with the aim of drawing out
the true perpetrator.

It was further revealed that Adams
had ensured Merrick's silence...

...by threatening the life
of his son, Justin.

So we know from the code names
on the Box...

...that there are six members
on Oversight.

That's one down, five to go.

That means we're one step
closer to home.

I don't know.

Don't get me wrong,
I want to stop running.

I've been running my whole life.

I want a home. I just want to be able
to live with myself when I get there.

Hey, it's gonna be hard enough
living with me.

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